Sword of Coming

The two of them at the Empress's residence in the summer resort of Huoluo Mountain seemed to have entered a chess game with an unpredictable outcome.

There are three options. Both sides fight to the death. Only one side will win. The loser will most likely die.

One side gives in, for example Chen Pingan chooses to bear the consequences of killing the summer queen, or the scholar gets an advantage and refuses to behave and throw dirty water on Chen Pingan's head.

Or the two of them could each take a step back and leave the chess game of Peking Mountain together, which is the so-called you talk about the morality of the world, and I talk about making peace and wealth, and both sides turn the spearhead and point at the other five monsters.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Are you not a demon? Are you the ghost spirit who eats evil in the ghost valley?"

The scholar patted his sleeves and said angrily: "A living person, a big living person, with a pure yang and righteousness. It's a fake. The previous method of subduing demons was just a side trick to scare you. He walked around the world without hiding his identity. How can the means be achieved?"

Chen Ping'an asked: "Then shall we form an alliance? Let's go find trouble with the Bichen Yuanjun nearby?"

The scholar's eyes were strange.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the bones of the Summer Empress on the ground, and it became clear that he was no longer on the right track, which was a bit of a leak.

Since the summer queen is dead, how can this peeling cave house not have any wealth? There is no reason to enter the treasure mountain and come back empty-handed. At first glance, it seems that he is not a monk who is good at robbing families and homes.

Chen Ping'an changed the subject and asked with a smile: "You are so thoughtful, you must be familiar with the treasure house and secrets of this Guanghan Palace. How about we divide the harvest from this mountain 50-50?"

The scholar shook his head and said: "In this Peeling Mountain, three to seven points, you are three to seven and I am seven. You are just squatting on the wall to watch the show. I give you three points, which is a lot. After killing the monsters on the other hills, it depends on their abilities and efforts. Size, then make a decision.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Four or six."

The scholar hesitated, and finally showed a reluctant expression, pointing to the skeleton on the ground, and said: "Although the white bones of this summer queen are not the white jade bones of ghosts and spirits, they can absorb the sun and moon in the Ghost Valley." The essence has been tempered for nearly a thousand years, and has been tempered to a level slightly better than the golden branches and jade leaves of the earthly immortals. I cherish it very much. After giving it to you, we will divide it again and again, and the morality of the world is enough, right?"

Chen Ping'an sneered: "After I accept such a hot thing, it's like smearing yellow mud on my crotch. Shouldn't it be divided into four and six?"

Furthermore, the most precious thing among Shanze monsters is naturally the demon pill.

He must have been swallowed whole by the scholar and took the biggest advantage early.

The scholar pretended to be enlightened, patted his head, and apologized: "I made a mistake. Okay, let's split the account between four and six, and keep these bones here. Let's go, I will take you to the Huoluoshan treasure house to search for rare treasures. The entrance is right under the summer queen's mandarin duck couch. This female toad is not highly cultivated, but she still got a lot of treasures thanks to her concubine's reward and the compromises made by the other five monsters."

The scholar walked into the main door first.

Chen Pingan held the Sword Immortal behind him, jumped off the wall, followed the scholar, and with a wave of his sleeve, he collected the bones within easy reach.

The scholar stopped and turned around, with a surprised look on his face.

Chen Ping'an smiled and explained: "If the peeling mountain spirit accidentally sees it, wouldn't it be a bad thing? If the time comes, it will alert the snake and delay our next mission of killing monsters. I'd better put it away first."

The bookish man smiled and said, "Then I still have to thank you?"

Chen Pingzhao ignored it and looked around. There were many rare treasures in this extremely spacious boudoir. However, the makeup was a little heavy. The murals were actually some unsightly erotic pictures. They were very large and had to be one foot high. Fortunately, the paintings were The man and woman in the middle are no more than the size of a date stone. They depict both the emperor's promiscuous palace and a spring night in a brothel. In one painting, a man and a woman are wearing Taoist robes. The man has an air of immortality and the woman is full of divine light. It seems like a Taoist couple practicing the magic in the room. , the picture scroll also has dense regular script annotations. These are probably Zhu Lian's so-called fairy books?

The scholar kicked the huge mandarin duck couch, and with skillful force, it slid several feet away without making any sound.

The scholar squatted on the ground. There was a round piece of fine iron as bright as a mirror inlaid on the floor, as big as a basin. The scholar lowered his head and looked at it intently, as if he was cracking the mechanism.

The scholar turned his head and looked around, feeling very angry. Good guy, he finally learned what it means to be a gangster like a comb and a soldier to be a grate. The green-shirted knight wearing a bamboo hat, not to mention the six paintings of immortals that hid the mysteries of spiritual practice, actually collected all the bottles and jars on the summer queen's dressing table. Why, have you never seen money in your life? But the scholar quickly turned his head and continued to look at the strange piece of fine iron that was as spotless as a precious mirror. There was a hint of haze between the scholar's brows, knowing that he would have to walk into the treasure house of Guanghan Palace next and encounter a real treasure. To plunder these worthless items so arbitrarily, could it be that the items are close at hand? A square-inch object does not have such a big appetite.

Chen Ping'an was still rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and asked: "First go and say that the Summer Empress is of the Moon Palace species. What do you mean?"

The scholar gently wiped the edge of the "round mirror" with one hand, and kneaded the secrets in his sleeve with his fingers. He kept doing mental calculations and answered casually: "There are sun and moon in the sky and the earth. The moon is the sect of the moon. It is said that in ancient times, there was a moon palace in the heaven, named It is Guanghan. In the Moon Palace, there are the laurel trees, rabbit spirits and toads, all of whom are the ancestors of the Moon Palace species. Under the cool mist and the immortal energy, each of them has become a spirit. Like this summer queen, she is the descendant of the Moon Palace toad. It's just that there are thousands of kinds of dragons, with different heights and clouds and mud, and Peeling Mountain is just a passable monster of the Moon Palace species."

Chen Pingan praised: "You are very knowledgeable."

When the scholar was delving into the secrets of the treasure house's mechanism, Chen Ping'an did not get close to him. No matter how he searched for the treasures in the room, he always stayed ten steps away from him, which invisibly showed his attitude.

Chen Pingan picked a rosewood chair and sat down.

After hearing this, the scholar shook his head and sighed: "My life has a limit, but my knowledge has no limit."

Chen Ping'an said casually: "If there is a limit, then there will be no limit. That's dangerous."

The scholar turned his head and glanced at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan crossed his legs, twisted his wrist, took out the jade bamboo folding fan presented by Cui Dongshan, and gently fanned the breeze.

The scholar had turned his head, and he stretched out a finger and tapped the mirror surface gently. On the mirror surface, which was as round as the bright moon, something began to rise slowly.

It eventually turned into a palace-like building, like a pavilion rising in the bright moon.

Chen Ping'an quickly put away his folding fan and put it among the square objects. Regardless of any taboos, he came to the scholar's side and stared at the piece of fine iron that was originally flawless. At that time, when he looked at it from a distance, he saw that it was a smooth mirror that had been tempered for thousands of times. How could he have thought of it? Is there such a mystery? What made Chen Ping'an even more amazed was that even though he was concentrating on staring at this object, he still felt that the previous "fit" was too exaggerated. The scholar frowned, and took action again and again, pushing the closed palace back and restoring it to the shape of a flat mirror. Chen Ping'an stared at it intently, marveling at how such exquisite casting techniques existed in the world?

Chen Ping'an didn't care whether there might be three hundred taels of silver here, and said, "Don't worry, I won't sneak up on you."

The scholar sat cross-legged and said slowly: "It is undoubtedly a magic weapon created by the Mohist organ master. It is very old. This thing belongs to you. After it is put into the treasure house, what do you think?"

Chen Pingan nodded without hesitation, "Okay."

The scholar suddenly smiled and tapped the mirror with his fingers. In the blink of an eye, a miniature palace rose again, and the door of the mansion slowly opened, causing the entire building to begin to shine, making the two people's faces shine. Then The whole floor began to creak. The scholar stretched out his hand, and a bright ball appeared in his hand. It was like an immortal holding a bright moon in his hand. Then he twisted his wrist and rubbed his hands together. The palace on the surface of the bright moon became like a palace. The secret realm of the fairy family shrinks back to the roots of the underground mountains.

A secret passage appeared on the floor. It was not dark, and the dim yellow light swayed slightly. It was probably an immortal method similar to that illuminated by lanterns in the mural city.

The scholar handed the ball in his hand to Chen Ping'an, "After three or seven minutes, it's agreed."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course."

Both of their movements were slightly stagnant.

One person passes things and another person receives them, both with one hand.

The scholar smiled slightly, and the other drooping sleeve moved slightly, and the vision subsided.

Chen Ping'an's hand, which was huddled in his sleeve and held a bunch of walnuts, also gently let go.

Only then did the treasures be handed over.

Chen Ping'an put the ball into the nearby objects and followed the scholar into the tunnel.

The tunnel extending all the way down is slightly damp, with a strong Yin Qi, and the walls are covered with moss. It is indeed a secret lair created by a moon palace species.

Finally, the two came to a cave at the end.

There were two white skeletons sitting side by side, one tall and one low, one tall and one slender. They seemed to be a pair of male and female Taoist couples. Their hands were close to each other and held tightly together. It was vaguely visible that the two died peacefully.

One has an imperial crown on his head and is wearing a pure yellow dragon robe, while the other has never worn a phoenix crown and a robe, but only wears an immortal robe that is almost a Taoist robe but not a Taoist robe.

In addition, there are three boxes stacked in the corner.

The scholar frowned and said nothing while facing the two white bones.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it a certain monarch on the losing side in the battle at the Skeleton Beach site?"

The scholar nodded and said: "It is very likely that he is the king of Longshan Kingdom. When he was young, he was a down-to-earth concubine and grandson. At that time, the largest sect in the south of Luzhou in Beiju was called Qingde Sect. The monks who achieved Taoism on the mountain were all known as Hidden Immortal. The conflict between the two dynasties could be traced back to its origin. In fact, the disaster originated from the internal strife of the Dezong of the Qing Dynasty, but it was kept secret by the Immortal Family in later generations. This monarch was determined to practice Taoism when he was young. He wore a white dragon fish suit and went to visit the mountain. Immortal, there were thirty people in total who were accepted as direct disciples of Qing De Sect in the same year as him. At first, they were not very impressive, and they were just regarded as ordinary disciples of Cuiweifeng Ancestral Hall. But within a short period of time, the rest of Beiju Luzhou The top of the mountain noticed something strange. Half of the thirty people were actually good talents from the earthly immortal embryos. The other half also had their own destiny and should not be underestimated. Therefore, the scene of thirty people climbing the mountain to become their disciples attracted the attention of later generations. Countless people have had daydreams, and there are poems from later generations to prove it, "With the sound of a drum, a golden door opens, and thirty immortal materials are covered with emerald green." And this king of Longshan Kingdom is one of them. Among the proud men of heaven, he is still considered to be extremely qualified. A good leader, but unfortunately the royal members of Longshan Kingdom who were qualified to succeed the throne died one after another, so he had no choice but to go down the mountain. Although he was already in the Longmen realm, he still chose to cut off the Changsheng Bridge and inherit the throne. There are unofficial histories of barnyard officials circulating in the streets, saying that he I have a close relationship with a senior aunt from Fengming Peak of Qing De Zong. I didn’t believe it before, but now it seems to be true.”

The scholar sighed and stopped looking at the two pairs of bones. The dragon robe was just an ordinary thing in the world. It looked precious and precious. The dragon energy contained in the man had been absorbed or dissipated on its own. After all, once Guo Zuo was cut off, the dragon energy would disappear. will be dispersed, and the Qingde Sect robe worn by the female cultivator is not a magic weapon of any rank. It is just an ordinary monk from the Qingde Sect inner sect. Everyone will be given an ordinary robe by the Patriarch Hall. This earthly monarch , and the female cultivator from Fengming Peak, they are probably both nostalgic.

The scholar then went to open three boxes one after another. One box contained thousands of dazzling white snow coins. There was an ancient statue stele in the other box, engraved with dense seal scripts. As for the box that had been placed at the bottom, there was only one thing in it. It was a small stone pound as high as knee high, which was no different from the items used by people in the market to pound glutinous rice.

The scholar's eyes changed slightly and he shook his head slightly, obviously feeling that the guess in his mind was impossible.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Could it be the legendary stone hammer that the Moon Palace Rabbit used to make medicine?"

The scholar chuckled and said, "Then let's... have a bet?"

Chen Pingan asked: "What kind of gambling method?"

The scholar pointed at the stone pound inside the box, "This item counts as seven, and the others count as three, but I let you choose first."

Chen Pingan had no hesitation in choosing three.

The scholar quickly said: "Don't choose yet, I regret it."

The scholar patted it down gently, and the stone immediately turned into powder, revealing a piece of jade that looked like a white bowl. He said regretfully: "Sure enough, this white jade bowl is the place where this summer empress achieved enlightenment." , since it is a moon palace species, we made a stone body and wrapped it in it, probably to seek a good omen."

The scholar picked up the bowl and put it in the palm of his hand. On the bottom of the bowl were eight characters in small regular script, "Qingde hides the immortal, and invites the moon with wine."

It is one of the sacrificial vessels of the ancestor hall of Qingde Sect.

Just a spiritual weapon.

But for the summer empress who has become a cultivator, it is naturally of great significance.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you going to choose the Longmen Monument or a box of snow?"

The scholar's eyelids twitched.

Seal scripts in the world are also divided into ancient ones. Some ancient seal scripts cannot be recognized at all unless they belong to the powerful and powerful sects of the Xian family who have inherited them in an orderly manner.

How did this young foreigner recognize the two ancient seal characters "Longmen" at the head of the monument?

The scholar smiled.

This underground grotto is really suitable for fighting to the death.

But at this moment, the man unexpectedly said: "Not only does this Longmen statue belong to you, but a box of snow will cost you seven and me three, and then I want those two sets of bones."

The scholar said doubtfully: "Those two bones are really worthless. This female nun from the Qing De Sect was only in the Dragon Gate realm before she was born, and her robe is just average. It's not worth a few coins. Believe it or not, you just need to reach out for that dragon robe." If you touch it lightly, it will turn into ashes?”

The scholar smiled playfully, "Besides, it's not appropriate to strip a dead person of his clothes and he's a female cultivator, isn't it?"

Chen Pingan said: "You don't have to worry about it."

The scholar nodded and said: "Then it's settled."

He rolled up his sleeves and put away the stone tablet together with the wooden box, while Chen Ping'an put the two sets of bones into something close at hand.

Obviously, the scholar also carries at least one thing that is close to him.

As for the box of snow coins, Chen Ping'an got about 1,500 snow coins.

The scholar got the big head, but he was still not satisfied, "The summer queen of Huoluo Mountain needs to pay homage to her great supporter. Her family is still a bit thin, otherwise a golden elixir monster will have more than this."

Chen Ping'an said: "In the Ghost Valley, it is very difficult to survive despite being beaten to death. How can you compare with the Golden Elixir Earthly Immortal outside?"

The scholar nodded and said: "Correct answer."

Chen Pingan asked casually: "Do you have any water storage device such as a drinking bottle?"

In an instant.

Chen Ping'an had already unsheathed his sword, and the two flying swords of the first and fifteenth day of the new year were traveling through the ground. One of them was pointed directly at the scholar's Tianling Gai, and the other was hovering behind the scholar, with the tip of the sword pointed at the back of his heart.

The scholar said helplessly: "What are you doing? Are you going to take advantage of others? Do you really want to wait until we have leveled the other five caves on the top of the mountain one by one, and each of us has a good meal, before we start fighting for our lives?"

Chen Pingan's expression was solemn, and he immediately sensed the murderous intention of the other party.

The murderous intention that emerged in the scholar's heart was even more serious than the place where the summer queen died.

Chen Ping'an saw that the scholar's state of mind and expression were completely different at this moment.

Chen Ping'an asked Chu Yi and Fifteen to snatch back the sword gourd and put the sword fairy into its sheath. "I was dazzled just now. I mistakenly thought that there was a ghost guarding the cave, and I wanted to sneak attack you."

The scholar laughed and said: "I never thought that this elder brother would also have a compassionate heart. He is just dizzy and dazzled. When it comes to fighting on other mountains, don't hold me back."

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

The two of them left the grotto together, walked into the dimly lit tunnel, and returned the same way.

Walking side by side.

The scholar smiled and said, "What do you call me, brother?"

Chen Ping'an said: "My surname is Chen, and my name is a good person."

The scholar seemed to be choked and was speechless for a moment.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such a shameless person.

Chen Pingan asked: "What about you?"

The scholar still hadn't recovered, and said feebly: "I won't say my last name. You can call me Mu Mao, the woody Mu Mao."

Chen Pingan nodded, "It's a good name."

The scholar said: "No good man is as good as my brother."

Chen Ping'an said: "Where is it?"

The scholar suddenly smiled and asked: "Do you know the roots of Bichen Yuanjun?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You also know that I am a foreigner. This time I entered the Ghost Valley just to see the scenery. I just passed by the Peeling Mountain accidentally. How could I know the origin of these monsters? However, these monsters are also interesting. I dare to call them the Six Saints together. , either the Empress or the Yuanjun, even the monsters under her hands dare to call themselves gentlemen."

The scholar said: "The monsters in this small place are poor and particular. That Bichen Yuanjun was originally a clever little mink in Xiaoxuandu Temple. He gnawed two pieces of the incense candle that saluted heaven and earth and refused to give up. He secretly ate the sesame oil in the glass cup. After eating it secretly, he accidentally knocked over the glass cup. As a result, he became enlightened and became spiritual. At that time, he was bumped into by a little fairy boy. In anger, he used a dust whisk to kill him. His flesh and blood were bruised from the whipping, and he was dying. He never thought that the old god would take pity on this fate. Not only did he release it from the Taoist temple and the peach forest, but he also grabbed a handful of thousands of years of soil from under the peach tree and rubbed it on its wound. Therefore, this little mink is not afraid of water, fire or weapons, and ordinary magical weapons cannot hurt it at all."

The scholar recounted these secrets as if he had witnessed them with his own eyes, "This little mink left the peach forest. From then on, the sky was vast, the mountains were king, he named himself Yuanjun, and he opened caves. He was very happy and free. But he was still as happy as ever. I was thinking about the incense of the place of enlightenment at Xiao Xuandu Temple, and I was especially in awe of the old immortal, so I dedicated a tablet to the old immortal at Xiao Xuandu Temple on the hilltop of my house, and offered incense every day. There are strange things in the world. Most of them are like this. They are very respectful to the place of enlightenment and the opportunity to become spiritual. The Summer Empress is like this, and so is this little mink. Having said that, this Bichen Yuanjun is as good as the Summer Empress, and he is also a great person. You backing spirit, aren't you afraid of offending the temple master? After all, it depends on the owner when beating a dog."

Chen Ping'an said, "Then we won't provoke Bichen Yuanjun and go directly to trouble the Great Sage of Moving Mountains."

The scholar laughed and said: "There is no need for this. The old immortal just respects the fate of Taoism and has no more concerns about Xiao Diao himself. Let's work together and kill him as soon as he can."

Chen Pingan asked: "How can you guess and see through the mind of an old Taoist immortal? I heard that practitioners, before the opportunity comes, they most hope for the eventuality, but after attaining the Tao, they are also most afraid of that possibility. just in case."

The scholar began to act rogue, "Believe it or not, I have to go to Yongshan, the place where Bichen Yuanjun lives. The place where the great sage Bianshan is is very busy recently. The Thunder God General should be having a banquet with them and planning something together. Maybe the daughter of the old turtle should also be attentive to the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, but Bichen Yuanjun doesn't like the excitement, so he is most likely to fall asleep at this moment Now that the order is settled, if you think the name of Xiao Xuanduguan is too scary, how about we get together and part ways? You take the Yangguan Road and I take my single-plank bridge, how about that?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Then it's easy to get together and go our separate ways."

The scholar was surprised again, but didn't say anything more.

Just think that you have met a strange person with a strange temper.

After the two returned to the Summer Palace, the scholar stretched out his palm to signal Chen Ping'an to take the first step and leave the Peeling Mountain, so as not to mistakenly think that he would run out of the Guanghan Palace first, and then beat the gongs and drums to disturb the Peeling Mountains. Demon.

Chen Pingan jumped up to the wall and left quietly.

The scholar stood on the same spot. The reason why he acted so kindly was that he did not want to quarrel with each other and cause trouble. He was also happy that this person would confront the Great Sage of Moving Mountains and attract attention, so that he could take care of the Bichen Yuan in his own time. Jun, give me another tooth sacrifice. These monsters are not highly cultivated and have their own pattern, but they help each other. This is the foundation of their existence in the Ghost Valley. Otherwise, all it takes is a Nascent Soul to come and sweep around and defeat each of them easily. Where support gets today. Historically, a Nascent Soul Yin spirit in the northern city tried to crush the demons with his own realm, but suffered a big loss here and almost ended up in Jixiao Mountain.

The scholar raised his palm and spit it out gently. A vermilion demon pill hovered in the palm of his hand, spinning around and sending out bursts of mist and cold air.

He is not a ghost. Once he swallows this thing, it will only destroy his own path.

The scholar had a small crystal clear white jade box in his hand. He put the demon elixir in it and sealed it. He dusted his sleeves and saw that the essence of the summer queen's flesh and blood had been absorbed by the robe she was wearing. The robe that Xian Xiexiu took off was called "Hundred Eyes Taotie". In fact, it was not of high rank at first, and it was not even considered a magic weapon. Not only could he wear it to hide his identity, but more importantly, this robe, in fact, It can grow. In the past few years, it has been rare to go out to relax, and most of the demon slaying and demon killing that I have been inspired to do have become the nourishment of this robe.

The scholar suddenly stretched out his fingers, rubbed his brows, and said to himself: "Why did you stop me from killing people in the grotto before? Even if it means destroying some of your merits, what does it mean? When you kill three corpses next year, naturally Everything can be ended. It’s also interesting for you. Among the other Taoists who have attained the Golden Immortality, I am the first one to be beheaded. It’s good for you, but you deliberately left it until the end.”

The scholar was silent for a moment, with a complicated look on his face.

Turn up your sleeves.

It turned into a billowing black smoke, penetrated into the ground, and disappeared instantly.

In a house in Guanghan Hall, a fan-wielding spirit who calls himself a gentleman of the academy and an old man with a goat beard are drinking and having fun with a group of Peking Mountain goons.

This "gentleman" was a little depressed and drank to drown his sorrows there. The rest of the idiots also had no eyesight. They were drunk, dancing on their hands and feet, spitting everywhere, and speaking carelessly. This one said that the summer queen's buttocks were so round that she was willing to die if she touched them. The other one talked about the breasts of the daughter of the King of Black River. It's big, you must drill it if you have the chance. There are even more desperate people who say that the great mountain-moving ape is nothing. As long as the summer queen gives the order, I can smash the head of the mountain-moving ape with one punch...

The fan-wielding demon drank the wine in one gulp, feeling that it was a shame to be drinking with these guys. I was sorry for the golden and stinking city wine in the cup.

It lamented, shaking the fan with one hand and shaking the empty wine glass with the other, "Wine is a source of joy, it removes worries and brings happiness. If fate is like this, let's put something in the cup..."

The other spirits didn't think it was strange and laughed loudly. This gentleman started to feel sour again.

The fan-wielding spirit raised his head and glanced at the summer queen's yard, feeling hot in her abdomen. No matter what, the queen's figure was really excellent.

Thinking that I have been riding in the Huoluo Mountain for so many years, the benefits are not many. It wants to be the guest of the summer queen. In the eyes of living people, this queen may not be beautiful, but to these mountain monsters , it is careless about what to do, but it is also afraid of the Summer Queen's bed tricks that even gods are afraid of. If it is not careful, it will really die under the peony flowers.

The Summer Empress would go out alone almost every few years. No one knew who she was going to see or what she was doing.

Opinions vary.

Some say that the Queen of Summer Resort is the concubine of the lord of Fenlang City, others say that the real owner of Huoluo Mountain is the ghost king who is as famous as Pu Chun of Bailong City, and some say that the Queen of Summer Resort is the only daughter of the King of Heihe. She is that kind of person. relation.

The fan-wielding monster drank wine, feeling a little sour.

Why don't the summer queens want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with me?

It's a little drunk.

I wonder if I can be like the summer queen in this life, sitting on a mountaintop, building a luxurious mansion, and calling the wind and rain, so majestic.

I wonder if one day in the future, I can leave this ghost valley and go to the vast world beyond the Skeleton Beach, go to the Confucian academy, meet real scholars, and read real Confucian classics.

Diyong Mountain.

It is much more heavily guarded than Hualuo Mountain.

A decent mountain-protecting formation was also built.

But for the scholar, it is still like being in a deserted place.

However, it is difficult to kill monsters, seize treasures, and search the warehouse without causing any disturbance.

The scholar was not in a hurry. He entered Diyong Mountain and stood on a pine tree with lush branches, wanting to wait.

As long as the mountains and rivers formation of the Mountain-Moving Sage is activated, it means that the guy has started to break into the mountains, or his whereabouts are leaked, then it is time to take action himself.

The only thing you need to be careful about is the old turtle in the Old Dragon Cave and the little turtle in the Black River who has a sworn relationship with the Summer Empress. It's not that they are afraid of joining forces with Diyong Mountain, but that the father and daughter are quite difficult to kill. If They have to protect Bichen Yuanjun, which is more difficult. In the final analysis, the scholar's trip to kill monsters is just for leisure, just like getting a ridiculous new scholar in Tongstin City to relieve boredom.

This Bichen Yuanjun and the old turtle of King Heihe, one is based in Xiaoxuandu, and the other has some connection with Dayuanyue Temple. It is an old turtle kept in the release pond in the temple. It has not yet been seen in the Bone Beach. Before it became an ancient battlefield site, according to official historical records, before becoming a spirit, the old turtle had been floating around in the temple to listen to sutras all year round. Later, the two dynasties fought each other, involving more than a dozen vassal states. The temple was protected by the great supernatural power of the old monk who had already become a golden Arhat. He was able to avoid the disaster of the war and finally moved into the peach forest of the Ghost Valley, thousands of miles away from the original place. Xiaoxuan became a neighbor.

The old turtle secretly left the temple, proclaimed himself the King of the Black River, and occupied a bottomless cave, which he named Laolong Cave. He kept a pair of golden earfish, saying it was his daughter's dowry.

His daughter named herself Lord Fu Haiyuan, and the old turtle rarely showed up. She took care of the affairs on the mountain. There was a mighty river outside the old dragon's cave, which she occupied. She led the water tribe spirits under her command and made waves all year round. This little turtle was dark and strong. The Lord of Fenlang City bumped into it once and made a heart-piercing remark, saying that the little turtle looked so good at warding off evil spirits. Even if the lights are turned off, I can never stop talking. It was the first great humiliation in my life to be inflicted by this Fuhai Yuanjun.

The scholar stood on the tree, first took a breath, and the Yin energy contained in the ancient pine was absorbed. Then he spit it out gently, and the surrounding area suddenly turned into mist. Then he opened his palms and used his fingers to Drawing symbols.

View mountains and rivers from the palm of your hand.

The palm of his hand flickered.

Conjuring up a landscape painting of Diyongshan Mansion.

The scene in the scroll is a bit blurry, which is because he doesn't want to reveal any clues. After all, the Bichen Yuanjun comes from the Taoist lineage and has a golden elixir cultivation level, so he can feel the emotions inexplicably.

There is a high platform in Diyongshan Mansion, where a banquet is being held.

The scholar smiled bitterly.

I saw monsters gathered together at the banquet on the high platform. Each one of them had a pure and honest appearance. In the eyes of the scholar, they were like a noble retinue, appearing ferociously behind the monsters to protect their master.

The scholar murmured: "What's going on? Why are we all gathered at Yongshan? That guy has better luck than me? Did he hit it by mistake, or did he expect it?"

Monks and gods all have Dharma appearances, while monsters that transform into human forms have true identities. The higher the level of cultivation, the more blurry the true nature becomes. After reaching the Nascent Soul, the true nature can be completely converged. Under the Nascent Soul, especially the golden elixir monster, the true nature is the most condensed and stable, and the most difficult to conceal.

Yuanying monks with profound Taoism and some sect golden elixirs that have been passed down for a long time can often see through the true nature of monsters.

The scholar quickly put away his magical power of observing mountains and rivers.

When I caught a glimpse from the high platform, I saw that the mountain-moving great sage was actually a silver-backed ape, a fat rat-like monster-catching immortal, and the thunder god general with a colorful python entangled behind him.

Of course, there is also Bichen Yuanjun, who is actually a golden-haired mink.

In addition, there is also a golden elixir ghost.

Except for the father and daughter of Laolongku and Heihe, everyone was here, except for one more golden elixir ghost who liked to compete with Skiny City.

The scholar said helplessly: "Don't be locked up and beaten. My luck isn't so bad, right?"

As a small world that has existed for thousands of years, Ghost Valley has some invisible suppression on Qi practitioners. The higher the realm, the heavier the imprisonment.

Furthermore, the suppression against some Qi practitioners with special status is not small.

Such as him.

Ordinary people will be acclimatized. This is especially true for practitioners.

Especially for him, the eight-character pure yang is incompatible with this ghost valley. If it weren't for the cultivation method, which is extremely superb and far beyond the reach of other heretics, he can blend with his own numerology of water and fire, and the yin and yang complement each other. Otherwise, he would come to this ghost valley, It will be very troublesome. If you hang a lantern high in the dark night, you will only become the target of thousands of ghosts and ghosts.

The scholar began to mutter to himself again, "Leave?"

After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Then wait and see. Don't let me die in the hands of others, otherwise your breakthrough will be seriously flawed."

Now that the scholar has made a decision, his mind is as calm as water.

He actually started to wait and see what happened, simply closing his eyes and concentrating, breathing in and out.

Refining the Longmen Stone Tablet a little bit to see if it can work will be the icing on the cake.

A dense cloud of sweet rain falls, and in the water house, it is like an old dragon wandering in the clouds, spreading water through the clouds.

In the Fire Mansion, there was a burly man covered in flames like a fire god. He was forging a short sword. When he struck it with his arms, a burst of sparks flew everywhere.

Another key point is that there are mountains and lush green trees. There is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain with green glazed tiles and a gold plaque hanging.

There is also an orifice, which is like a battlefield filled with golden energy, with two armies confronting each other, fighting each other.

And when the scholar tried to refine the statue stele obtained from the Peking Mountain, a stone stele stood up in the water palace, slowly rising into the sky, with the word "Dragon Gate" on the top of the stele, and the golden light continued to bloom, stroke by stroke.

The scholar did not refining the entire stele in one go. After the word "Dragon Gate" was successfully manifested, he gave up. He opened his eyes and let out a breath of turbid air.

The scholar shook his sleeves and looked at the mansion. One by one, monsters rose into the air and flew towards him slowly. As for the mountain protection formation covering Diyong Mountain, it opened instantly, but he was not too worried. care.

The scholar turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Sage Mountain, and said with a smile: "Good brother, good brother, I have taken advantage of the Peeling Mountain, now just think that I return some benefits to you. If you can't get any benefits, If I can’t come back with a full load, I’ll be really disappointed.”

The scholar glanced at Baojing Mountain again, wondering how the business there was progressing.

The land of the five elements, the mirror of three mountains and nine princes.

It was his last natal object that related to the foundation of the great road.

Of course he had to come and take a look at such a big thing in person.

Once the Five Elements are complete and all three corpses are killed, not only can one easily become a Nascent Soul, but the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul can also be broken and the path to become a monk in the upper five realms can become smooth. Not only will the inner demons not be as difficult to destroy as ordinary Nascent Soul Instead, it only needs to rely on the grinding skills of dripping water to penetrate stone. It can be slowly worn away in at least two to three hundred years, with almost no danger. In the process of grinding the inner demons, it can also benefit the soul.

This is the foundation of the top immortal family in the continent.