Chapter 495 Good Brother

The two of them at the Empress's residence in the Summer Resort in 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 can each take a step back and leave the chess game of Peking Mountain together. That is to say, you will talk about the morality of the world, and I will talk about peace and wealth, and both sides will turn the spearhead and point at the other five monsters.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you not a demon? Are you a ghost that eats black people in the ghost valley?"

The scholar patted his sleeves and said angrily: "Living people, big A living person, full of pure yang and righteousness. The previous method of subduing demons was just a side trick to scare you. How can you do it without any means of concealing your identity?"

Chen Ping'an. Asked: "Then let's form an alliance? Let's go find trouble with the Bichen Yuanjun nearby?"

The scholar's eyes were strange.

Chen Pingan 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 homes and houses.

Chen Pingan changed the topic and asked with a smile: "You are so thoughtful, you must be familiar with the treasure house of 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, you are three to seven, you are just squatting on the wall to watch the show, and I will give you three points, which is not a lot. After killing the monsters on the other hills, it depends on their own abilities. The decision will be made based on the level and the amount of effort."

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

The scholar hesitated, and finally pointed with a reluctant expression. Pointing to the skeleton on the ground, he said: "Although the white bones of this Summer Empress are not the white jade bones of ghosts and spirits, they have been refined by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for nearly a thousand years in the Ghost Ghost Valley, and have already been tempered to a level slightly better than the golden branches and jade leaves of the earthly immortals." It's better than anything, I cherish it very much. After giving it to you, we will divide it again and again. Is it enough for justice?"

Chen Pingan sneered: "After I accept such a hot thing, It's like smearing yellow mud on one's crotch, shouldn't it be divided into four and six?"

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

It must have been swallowed whole by the scholar, taking advantage of it early on.

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 just keep these bones here. Come on, I'll take you there. The entrance to the Huoluo Mountain Treasure House is under the summer queen's mandarin duck couch. This female toad is not very cultivated, but she still got a lot of treasures thanks to her concubine's reward and the other five monsters' concessions. ."

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 scare the snake and delay our next mission of killing monsters. I'd better put it away first. "

The scholar smiled angrily: "Then I still have to thank you?"

Chen Ping looked around and saw that there were many rare treasures in this extremely spacious boudoir. The makeup was a bit heavy, but the murals turned out to be some unsightly erotic pictures. They were very large, about one foot high. Fortunately, the men and women in the paintings were no more than the size of date kernels. There were scenes of the emperor's promiscuity in the palace, as well as sexual moments in brothels. , one of them actually shows a man and a woman wearing Taoist robes, the man is immortal and the woman is full of divine light, it seems that the Taoist couple is practicing the magic in the room. The scroll also has dense small 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 around and looked away, furious. Good guy, he has 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 eyebrows. He knew 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 queen is a moon palace species. What do you mean?"

The scholar gently wiped the "circle" with one hand. On the edge of the "mirror", he knitted his fingers in his sleeve, kept doing mental calculations, and replied casually: "There are sun and moon in the sky and the earth, and the moon is the sect of Yin-Jing. It is said that there was a moon palace in the ancient heaven, named Guanghan. The osmanthus tree, the rabbit spirit and the toad are all the ancestors of the moon palace species. In the cool sky and mist, influenced by the immortal energy, they have become gods. Like this summer queen, they are the descendants of the moon palace toad, but they are like the dragon. There are thousands of them, varying in height and cloud, but Huo Huoshan is a passable monster from the Moon Palace."

Chen Ping'an praised: "You are quite knowledgeable."

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

Chen Pingan picked a rosewood chair and sat down.

Scholar NewsAfter speaking, he shook his head and said with emotion: "My life has a limit, but I know it has no limit."

Chen Ping'an said casually: "It's almost impossible to follow the limit when there is no limit."

The scholar turns He 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 loft rising in the bright moon.

Chen Pingan hurriedly put away his folding fan and entered among the square objects. Regardless of any taboos or taboos, he came to the scholar's side and stared at the originally flawless piece of fine iron. Looking at it from a distance, he saw that it had been refined over time. How could you imagine that the smooth mirror surface after that would be so mysterious? 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. But 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 Pingan stared at it intently, marveling at how such exquisite casting techniques existed in the world?

Chen Ping'an didn't care whether there was no 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 was very old. This thing belongs to you. After entering the treasure house, three or seven points? How about it?"

Chen Pingan nodded without hesitation, " "Okay."

The scholar suddenly smiled and tapped the mirror with his fingers. In an instant, a miniature palace rose again, and the door of the mansion slowly opened, making the whole building begin to glow. The illumination made their faces shine brightly, and then the whole floor began to creak. The scholar stretched out his hand, and a bright ball appeared in his hand, like a fairy 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 is like a secret fairyland that 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 the lanterns in the mural city.

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

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course."

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

Then the treasure was handed over.

Chen Pingan put the ball into the objects within easy reach 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 moon palace species building a secret lair.

Finally the two of them came to a stone at the endcave.

There are two white skeletons sitting side by side, one tall and one low, one burly and one slender. They seem to be a male and female Taoist couple. Their hands are close to each other and tightly clasped together. It can be vaguely seen that the two died peacefully.

One has an imperial crown on his head and is wearing a yellow dragon robe, while the other is not wearing a phoenix crown and a robe, but is wearing 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 from the losing side in the battle at the Skeleton Beach site?"

The scholar nodded and said: "It is most likely that he is from the Longshan Kingdom. The king was a down-and-out concubine and grandson in his youth. At that time, the largest sect in the south of Beiju Luzhou was called Qingde Sect. The monks who achieved Taoism on the mountain were all known as hidden immortals. During that conflict between the two dynasties, the Qingde Sect was called the Qingde Sect. Tracing back to the original source, it is actually the internal strife of the Qing De Sect, but the immortal family kept it secret in later generations. This monarch was determined to practice Taoism when he was young. He wore the white dragon fish costume and went to the mountains to visit the immortals. In the same year as him, he was accepted by the Qing De Sect. There were thirty people in total who were direct disciples. At first, they didn't show any signs of being. They were just accepted as ordinary disciples of the Cuiweifeng Patriarch Hall. However, within a short period of time, something strange was noticed on the other hills of Beiju Luzhou. Those thirty people, It turned out that half of them were good materials and beautiful jade from the embryos of earth immortals, and the other half also had their own destiny and should not be underestimated. Therefore, the scene of thirty people climbing a mountain to become a disciple attracted countless daydreams from later generations. There are poems in later generations to prove it. The drum opened the golden door, and the thirty immortals were on the verge of green. The king of Longshan Kingdom was one of them. Among the proud men, he was still a leader with excellent qualifications. It was a pity that Longshan Kingdom was not qualified to take over the throne. The royal family members died one after another, so he had 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 rumors circulating in the streets that he had a relationship with a master's aunt in Fengmingfeng of Dezong of the Qing Dynasty. Intimacy, I didn't believe it before, but now it seems to be true."

The scholar sighed and stopped looking at the two bones. The dragon robe is just an ordinary thing in the world, and it is just gold and gold. The man's body contains. The dragon's energy has been absorbed or dissipated on its own. After all, once the country is cut off, the dragon's energy will dissipate. And the Qingde Sect robe worn by the female cultivator is not a magic weapon of rank, but a Qingde Sect robe. Inner monks, everyone will be given ordinary robes by the Patriarch Hall. This human monarch and the female cultivator from Fengming Peak are probably nostalgic.

The scholar then went to open three boxes one after another. One box contained thousands of dazzling white snow coins. Inside the other box was an ancient statue stele, engraved with dense seal scripts. As for the box that was placed at the bottom, there was only one thing in it. It was a small stone pound that was only 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 stone hammer that the legendary Moon Palace Rabbit used to make medicine?"

The scholar said with a smile: "Then let's... bet A bet? ”

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

The scholar pointed to the stone pound in the box, "This thing counts as seven, and the rest counts as three, but I let you Choose first."

Chen Pingan will choose three without hesitation.

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

The scholar gently patted the stone hammer, and the stone hammer immediately turned into powder, but only one part of it was exposed. A piece of jade shaped 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, they made a stone to wrap it in it, probably to seek revenge. It's a good sign."

The scholar picked up the bowl and put it in his hand. On the bottom of the bowl were eight characters in small regular script: Qing De Yin Xian, inviting the moon with wine.

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

It’s just a spiritual weapon.

But for the summer queen who has become a master of Taoism, it is naturally of great significance.

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

The scholar's eyelids twitched.

The 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 wealthy 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 said unexpectedly: "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."< /p>

The scholar said doubtfully: "Those two bones are really worthless. This female nun from the Qing De Sect was only at the Dragon Gate level before she was born, and her robe is even more ordinary. It is not worth a few small summer coins. That dragon robe , do you believe that as long as you reach out and touch it lightly, it will turn into ashes?"

The scholar smiled playfully, "Besides, it is not appropriate to strip a dead person of his clothes, right?"

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

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

His sleeves were rolled up, along with The wooden box put away the stone tablet, and Chen Ping'an put the two sets of bones into the objects at hand at the same time.

Obviously, the scholar also carries at least one close thing.

As for a box of snow coins, Chen Pingan received about 1,500 snow coins.

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

Chen Pingan said: "In the Ghost Valley, it is very difficult to survive despite being beaten to death. How can I compare with the golden elixir and immortals outside."

The scholar nodded. : "Correct answer."

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

In an instant.

Chen PinganThe two flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, which had been unsheathed and traveling through the ground, were pointing 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 eat black and white? I really can't wait for us to level the remaining five caves on the mountain one by one, and everyone will have a full belly. Are we going to fight for our lives again?"

Chen Ping'an looked solemn, and he noticed the murderous intention of the other party just now.

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

When Chen Pingan saw the scholar, there was nothing strange about his mood or expression 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 said with a smile: "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."< /p>

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

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

Walk side by side.

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

Chen Pingan said: "My surname is Chen, and my name is a good man."

The scholar seemed to be choked. I 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 was still a little slow and said feebly: "I won't say my last name. You can call me Mu Mao, the one with lush trees. Mu Mao."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "It's a good name."

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

Chen Ping'an said: "Where."

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. Man, this time I entered the Ghost Valley just to see the scenery. I just passed by the Peeling Mountain by accident. How could I know the origins of these monsters? However, these monsters are also interesting. They dare to be called the Six Saints, either the Empress or the Yuanjun, and even the spirits under their hands. You dare to call yourself a gentleman."

The scholar said: "The spirit of a small place is poor and fastidious. Two pieces of incense sticks were used to pay homage to heaven and earth, but he did not give up. He also secretly ate the sesame oil in the glass cup. After eating it, he accidentally knocked over the glass cup. As a result, he became enlightened and became spiritual. The little fairy boy bumped into him, and in a rage, he whipped him with a whisk until his flesh and blood became bloody. He was dying, and he never thought that the old fairy would take pity on this fate, so he not only released it from the Taoist temple and the peach forest, but also grabbed a handful of peaches. Thousands of years of soil under the tree was applied to its wounds, so this little mink is innately not afraid of water, fire, and weapons, and ordinary magic weapons cannot hurt it at all."

The scholar recounted these secrets. Come, as if you saw it with your own eyes, "This little mink, leftFrom now on, the peach forest has a vast sky, occupying the mountain as king, proclaiming himself Yuanjun, and opening up caves, and is very happy and free. But I still missed the incense of the place of enlightenment in Xiaoxuandu Temple, and I was especially in awe of the old immortal. So I dedicated a tablet to the old immortal in Xiaoxuandu Temple on the hilltop of my house, and offered incense every day. . Most of the spirits in the world are like this. They are very respectful to the place of enlightenment and the opportunity to become a spirit. The Summer Queen is like this, and so is this little mink. Having said that, this Bichen Yuanjun is as good as the Summer Queen, and he is also a spirit with a big backing. Aren't you afraid of offending the temple master? After all, beating a dog depends on the owner. ”

Chen Pingan 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 possible. "

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

The scholar started to act rogue, "Believe it or not, I have to go to Yongshan, Bichen Yuanjun's place. The side of the great sage Bishan has been quite lively recently, Zhishui Cave Mansion. The Great Demon Catcher and the Thunder God General from Jixiao Mountain should be drinking and feasting with them, planning something together. Maybe the old turtle's daughter should also be courteous to the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, but Bichen Yuanjun doesn't like the excitement and is probably alone now. If you think Xiaoxuan Duguan's name is too scary , then we can get together and part ways? How about you take the Yangguan Road and I take my single-plank bridge? ”

Chen Ping’an said: “Then it’s easier to get together and go our separate ways.” ”

The scholar was surprised again, but he didn’t say much.

He just thought he had met a weirdo.

The two returned to After retreating to the Queen's boudoir, the scholar stretched out his palm to signal Chen Ping'an to take the first step and leave the Peking 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 alarm the monsters in the Peking Mountain. p>

Chen Pingan jumped up to the wall and left quietly

The scholar stood there. The reason why he acted so kindly was not only because he did not want to quarrel with each other, but also because he was happy to let this person go. The Great Sage of Moving Mountains went head-to-head to attract attention, and then he leisurely and leisurely dealt with the Bichen Yuanjun, and then fought the Tooth Sacrifice again. These monsters are not high in cultivation and have their own pattern, but they help each other. This is what they do. Their foundation in the Ghost Valley, otherwise only one Nascent Soul could come and sweep around and defeat them all easily. How could they have supported themselves today? In history, a Nascent Soul Yin Spirit in the northern city tried to use his own power. Realm crushed the demons, suffered a big loss here, and almost confessed to Jixiao Mountain.

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

He is not a ghost.Once you swallow this thing, you will only destroy your 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 this robe. Absorb, this robe that was taken off from the earthly immortal evil cultivator in the early years is called "Hundred Eyes Taotie". In fact, its rank was not high at first, and it is not even a magic weapon. He wore it, in addition to concealing his identity, and more importantly This robe can actually grow. In the past few years, every time I rarely go out to relax, the slaying of demons and monsters that I have had many times has 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? It means that I have ruined some of your merits, but what does it mean? You will kill me next year. But when there are three corpses, everything can be ended naturally. You are also interesting. Among the other Taoists who have achieved golden immortality, I am the first to be killed. It is 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 over your big 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 unhappy and drank to drown his sorrows. The rest of the idiots also had no eyesight. They were drunk, dancing on their hands and feet, spitting everywhere, and speaking freely. 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 huge, so I’ll definitely drill it if I get the chance. There are even more desperate people who say that the great sage who can move mountains is nothing. As long as the summer queen gives the order, I can smash the head of the mountain-moving ape with one punch...

Hold the fan spirit and take a sip. After finishing the glass of wine, I just felt that drinking with these guys was really a bad sight. I was sorry for the golden and stinking city wine in the glass.

It lamented, waving 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 joy. If fate is like this, let's put something in the cup..."

The rest The spirit didn't think it was weird and laughed loudly. This gentleman started to feel sour again.

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

Thinking about the fact that I have been riding in the Huoluo Mountain for so many years, the benefits are not many, but it wants to be the guest of the summer queen. In the eyes of living people, this queen may not be beautiful, but for They are the monsters of the mountains and rivers, they don't care about what they do, but they are also afraid of the Summer Queen's bed tricks that even gods are afraid of. If they are not careful, they will really die under the peonies.

The Summer Empress has to go out alone almost every few years. No one knows who she is going to see or what she is doing.

There are different opinions.

Some say that the Summer Queen is the concubine of the lord of Fenlang City, while others say that the real owner of Huoluoshan is the Ghost King who is as famous as Pu Chun of Bailong City.There is also talk about the relationship between the Summer Empress and the only daughter of King Heihe.

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

Why don’t the Summer Empress and I want to have a heart-to-heart relationship?

It is 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 I can leave this place one day in the future

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Ghost Valley, go to the vastness beyond the Skeleton Beach Heaven and earth, go to a Confucian academy, meet real scholars, and read real Confucian classics.

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Diyong Mountain.

Compared to Huoluo Mountain, it is much more heavily guarded.

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 on the side of the Great Sage of Moving Mountains 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 yourself.

The only thing that needs to be careful is the old turtle in the Laolong Cave and the little turtle in the Black River who have a sworn relationship with the Summer Queen. They are not afraid of joining forces with Diyong Mountain, but the father and daughter. , quite difficult to kill. If they insist on protecting Bichen Yuanjun, it will be more difficult. In the final analysis, the scholar's trip to kill monsters is just for leisure, just like getting a funny new scholar in Tongstin City, just to relieve boredom. .

This Bichen Yuanjun and the old turtle of the King of Heihe, one is based in Xiaoxuandu, and the other has some connections with Dayuanyue Temple. He is the one kept in the release pond in the temple. Before the Skeleton Beach became an ancient battlefield site, according to official historical records, before the old turtle became a spirit, he spent many years in the temple listening to sutras. 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.

Lao Yu secretly left the temple and proclaimed himself the King of Black River. He occupied a bottomless cave and named it Lao Long Cave. He kept a pair of golden earfish, saying it was his daughter's dowry.

His daughter proclaimed herself Lord Fu Haiyuan, and the old turtle rarely showed up. She took care of the affairs of 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 once bumped into it 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 shame and humiliation in my life to be inflicted by this Fuhai Yuanjun.

The scholar stood on the tree and took a breath first. This ancient pineThe Yin Qi contained in it was drained out, and then the scholar spit it out gently. The surrounding area suddenly turned into mist, and then he opened his palm and drew the talisman with his fingers.

View mountains and rivers from the palm of your hand.

The palm of his hand flickered.

Conjure a landscape painting of Diyongshan Mansion.

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

On a high platform in Diyongshan Mansion, a banquet was being held.

The scholar smiled bitterly.

On the banquet on the high platform, monsters gathered together, each one with a pure and honest appearance. In the eyes of the scholar, they were like a noble follower, appearing ferociously behind the monster to protect the master.

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

Both monks and gods have Dharma appearances, while monsters that transform into human forms have their true identity. The higher the level of cultivation, the more blurry the true identity becomes. After reaching 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.

Senior Nascent Soul monks, as well as 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.

At a glance from the high platform, I saw the Mountain-Moving Great Sage who turned out to be a silver-backed ape, a fat rat-like demon-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 from Laolongku and Heihe, everyone has arrived, except for one more golden elixir ghost who likes to compete with Skinny City.

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

As a small world that has existed for thousands of years, Ghost Valley is a good place for Qi practitioners. There are some invisible suppressions. The higher the realm, the heavier the imprisonment.

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

For example, him.

Ordinary people may not be accustomed to the environment. This is especially true for practitioners.

Especially for him, the eight-character pure yang is incompatible with this ghost valley. If it were not for the cultivation method, it is extremely superb, 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, it would be very troublesome for him to come to this ghost valley. If he hangs a lantern high in the dark night, he will only become the target of thousands of ghosts and ghosts.

The scholar began to mutter to himself again, "Let's go?"

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

Now that the scholar has made a decision, his heart feels calm.

It’s actually openBegin to observe the changes quietly, simply close your eyes and concentrate, and breathe in and out.

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

The sweet rain falls in a dense stream. 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 whose whole body was 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 out.

In another key acupoint, 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 acupuncture point, which is like a battlefield filled with golden energy, with two armies facing each other, fighting fiercely.

When the scholar tried to refine the statue stele obtained from the Peking Mountain, a stone stele stood up in the water palace and slowly rose into the sky. The word "Dragon Gate" was written on the top of the stele, one stroke at a time. Continuously blooming golden light.

The scholar did not refine the entire stone tablet 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 toward him slowly. As for the mountain guard formation covering Diyong Mountain, It turned on instantly, but he didn't care too much.

The scholar turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Sage Mountain Moving Mountain, and said with a smile: "Good brother, good brother, I have taken more advantage of Peeling Mountain, now I will return some benefits to you, if you There is no benefit from this, and I will be really disappointed if I can't return with a full harvest."

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

The land of five elements, three mountains and nine mirrors.

It is his last natal object that involves 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 one can also break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul and become a monk in the upper five realms. The road will also be smooth, and the inner demons will not be like Ordinary Yuanying is so difficult to break, but it only needs to be polished by dripping water through stone. It can be slowly worn away in at least two to three hundred years. There is 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.

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Chen Ping’an did not go to the top of the mountain where the Great Holy Mountain is located, but took a slight detour and went to the Yangchang Palace where the Great Demon Catcher Immortal was located.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact it is not much better than the dilapidated temple at the foot of Baojing Mountain. It is equivalent to the Sanjin Courtyard in Longquan County.

There were actually only two little spirits guarding the door, each holding a wooden gun and sitting on the steps chatting. One of them, a rat spirit, had a tattered paper book on his lap.

Chen Ping'an didn't care whether it was a blinding array or not, the demon-catching immortal was probably still on the top of the Great Sage Mountain, discussing how to intercept and suppress him.

Then the two monstersI saw an old man wearing a green shirt walking towards the door of his house.

One of the muscular rat spirits rubbed his eyes and sniffed, "Really alive? Am I dreaming?"

The other dwarf rat spirit hurriedly collected it. He picked up the book, feeling a little doubtful, and finally stood up suddenly, holding a wooden gun, and shouted angrily: "How dare you, who told you to break into my Yangchang Palace without permission? Tell me your name, and I will spare your life!"

Chen Ping'an said hoarsely: "I was sent by the Summer Resort Queen of Peoluo Mountain to invite the Great Demon Catcher to visit Guanghan Hall. Where is your Great Immortal? Hurry up, my Queen has just captured a scholar from Tongfen City."

The rat spirit at the door drooled and ran over, "Seriously?"

The other mouse spirit was full of doubt, pointed at Chen Pingan with the tip of his gun, and falsely poked Chen Ping'an. After a few moments, "My ancestors said that the stinky summer queen likes to eat alone. Don't lie!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "To be honest, it's my queen who has something to do with her. Please, I hope I can call the Demon Catcher Immortal to raid the formation and help deal with a young swordsman who is making noise on the top of the mountain."

The rat spirit who kept wiping his saliva whispered: "It must be the old man. The powerful swordsman that the ancestors talked about has found the Summer Empress. The Peeling Mountain is close to Tongguan Mountain, so he is not the first one to cause trouble."

The rat spirit holding the wooden gun thought about it. , nodded, "Okay, then you can go back to Peasuo Mountain. I will go to the palace and inform my ancestors immediately, and I will not delay your summer vacation queen's request for help."

The other thing is that The head rat spirit was a little anxious and winked quickly.

Such a big, powerless man is always getting a little older, but as long as he gets into the pot, he is worried that he will not cook well? Kill him, and then go to the Great Sage of Moving Mountain to tell the ancestors. Since the Huoshan Mountain has a request from our Yangchang Palace, it is just a messenger. Presumably, the summer queen would not dare to fart. . In this way, wouldn't we brothers be able to have a good meal?

The rat spirit didn't seem to understand, and poked Chen Ping'an with a wooden gun again, "Why don't you get out of here? You can see my ancestors whenever you want? Lard has deceived you, are you looking for death?" ”

Chen Pingan noticed that the rat spirit was secretly winking at him, probably telling him to leave quickly.

The rat spirit next to him had quietly pulled out a sharpened pocket knife, hid it behind him, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt to meet our ancestors, our Yangchang Palace has always been... Hospitality is warm."

Chen Pingan just stared at the anxious eyes of the rat spirit in front of him, then stretched out a finger and flicked the forehead of the rat spirit hiding the knife behind. He punched a bloody hole, flew out, died on the spot, and fell at the gate of Yangchang Palace.

The mouse spirit holding a wooden gun in front of him seemed a little confused, and then he turned around and ran away in horror.

Just a palm holding down his shoulder, this rat spirit didn’t dare to move, his mind went blank. In his field of vision, his colleague fell in a pool of blood. For some reason, itJust die.

The ancestor once said personally that it has the potential to become a great demon. The ancestor has always liked it more. He also said that in the future, the Sheep Intestine Palace will be expanded and a new one will be no worse than the Guanghan Palace. When he came to his mansion, he left it to him to act as the abbot. His ancestors never liked him very much. He often rewarded him with food from banquets on other hills, and taught him a set of sword skills, while he often beat and scolded him. .

Chen Pingan carried the rat spirit to the steps and sat down. He took out the yellowed book from its sleeve. It turned out to be a badly damaged literati's notebook. After opening it, it became even more... It's fun, and there are some crooked narrations. It was written with extremely fine charcoal. It can be seen that the writing was very serious, but it is still crawling like an earthworm. The narration texts are often short in number, with some childish questions and some flattering phrasing.

Chen Pingan looked a little amused. After closing the book, he handed it back to the pale and trembling mouse spirit.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you know where the demon-catching immortal hides his treasure?"

After the mouse spirit stiffened his hands and feet and took the book, he trembled: "I don't know. ...I won’t tell you even if I know it…I won’t tell you even if I die.”

Chen Ping’an laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand, and a brand new book appeared in his hand, still smelling of ink, “Remember to hide it. , it’s best to dig a hole and bury it first, otherwise this great demon catcher will be lucky enough to return to this Yangchang Palace and you will be dead. Your ancestor has a bright nose, and even I almost discovered it before. "

The mouse spirit was stunned.

Chen Pingan put the book in its hand, "Do you remember it?"

The mouse spirit nodded blankly.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Hurry up, hide the books, and then let me knock you out. Of course, you can hit the door and faint yourself. As for escaping, don't even think about it."

The mouse spirit lost his wooden gun, dug up the soil somewhere, and hid the book.

Then he ran back to the steps of the door, hesitated for a moment, and slammed into the door. As a result, he fell to the ground with a bang and failed to faint. He turned around miserably and said: "This Immortal Master, it’s better if you do it and get some blood.”

Chen Pingan knocked him out with a flick of his sleeves. Blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices, but he just looked miserable.

Chen Pingan kicked open the door of Yangchang Palace, walked straight across the threshold, and began to look for the place where the treasure of the demon-catching immortal was hidden.

I patted the sword gourd and asked Chu Yi and Fifteen to help find clues.

Finally, under the incense table in the main hall of Yangchang Palace, I pried open the wooden planks and found a secret passage. Compared with the spacious tunnel in Peking Mountain, it was really narrow and cramped. Chen Pingan could only crawl. Entering it, he had to let the first day of the school clear the way. After the fifteenth hall, after about a stick of incense, he finally came to a dark cave that could accommodate one person. Chen Pingan lit a fire stick and found that there was only an iron box, crooked. It is covered with talisman paper, and the talisman paper is full of spiritual energy. It should be replaced by the demon catching fairy frequently, but I am not sure about this.Are these restrictions used to warn the owner, or are they opened without authorization to cause the talisman to attack.

Chen Pingan took a step back and let the first and fifteenth day of the new year take action, while he held his breath and concentrated to deal with the accident.

The two flying swords flew like lightning and circled the iron box, quickly splitting the yellow paper talismans and destroying their courage.

After a violent shaking of dissipated spiritual energy, there was nothing more strange. After Chen Pingan opened the iron box, he was speechless. It was not a magic weapon, let alone some fairy money, but a pile of money. Stacks of books.

Yes, in this ghost valley, books are indeed rare.

Chen Pingan opened one of the ancient books, which was a book on war.

It seems that this great demon-catching fairy is the spirit who likes to study the art of war.

Chen Pingan suddenly put his fingers together, and caught a centipede flying towards his door with lightning. It was dark and shiny, and his fist shook, killing it alive and throwing it aside.

After hesitating for a moment, I didn’t have time to look through the items in the military book carefully, so I put them all into the objects within easy reach. After some more exploration, I made sure that there were no other treasure-hiding mechanisms, and then I turned back the same way and returned to Yangchang Palace.

This great demon-catching immortal is really a pauper.

Next, Chen Ping'an still did not go to the mountain of the Great Sage, but to the Jixiao Mountain in the far north.

That is the territory of Chi Lei Shen General.

This monster lives alone, unlike the Great Sage of Moving Mountains and the Great King of Heihe who like to recruit troops, but its ability to catch and kill opponents is the highest among the Six Sages.

Jixiao Mountain is surrounded by thunderclouds all year round, and lightning is constantly intertwined. Whether it is spirits or ghosts, they are innately afraid of thunder, so it is an extremely unpleasant place in the Ghost Valley, but this monster does not know Where did I get a fragment of thunder magic? I repaired it so that it was deaf in both ears and one of its eyes exploded. I finally gave it some thunder magic powers. It went into battle to fight, breathing fire from its nose, blowing smoke from its mouth, raising its hands and feet, and thunder and lightning. .

He is a monster with a tough body but good skills, and the thunder method has an innate ability to restrain the evil spirit monsters in the Ghost Valley, so this Thunder God General has an outstanding status among the Six Saints.

There are no mountain roads in Jixiao Mountain, there are almost no vegetation, and it is lifeless.

The sea of ​​clouds wraps around halfway up the mountain, the lightning flashes, the thunder roars, and the scene higher up in Jixiao Mountain cannot be seen at all.

Chen Pingan flew up and down the mountains and rocks.

Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and found that the treasure light on the other side of Diyong Mountain was brilliant and roaring continuously.

It seems that a fierce and fierce battle took place.

That scholar has fallen into a den of thieves?

Chen Pingan speeded up the climb.

After approaching the sea of ​​thunder and lightning clouds halfway up the mountain, there were streaks of lightning whipping out.

They were all punched by Chen Pingan. After half a stick of incense, no less than a hundred lightning bolts were scattered. Chen Pingan, whose arms were numb, suddenly had a clear vision.

High in the sky at the top of Jixiao Mountain, there are thicker seas of clouds and streaks of golden lightning.The light was like pillars, all slanting down to the top of the mountain, and the huge thunder was loud, shaking the eardrums.

Even Chen Pingan was a little dazed. After taking a deep breath, he continued climbing.

Approaching the top of the mountain, thunder and lightning were like a cage, making it impossible to get close, so Chen Pingan had no choice but to rise with his sword.

Stepping on the Sword Immortal, looking intently, at the top of Jixiao Mountain, there turned out to be a thunder pond as big as a small pond, with plasma as thick as water and rolling snowflakes.

There is a crooked stone tablet with six characters written on it: "Doushuyuan Sword Washing Pool", which are all ancient seal scripts from the "Authentic Alchemy Book".

The stone tablet must not be a vulgar object, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the lightning strikes for so many years. It is only skewed, but not damaged at all, not even a crack.

Chen Pingan stopped with his sword.

Obviously we know that this Thunder Pond is a small fairyland that all Zong Zitou immortals dream of.

But there is absolutely no way to start.

As for whether any heavenly and earthly treasures will be bred in the thunder pool, there is no way to know.

Chen Ping'an didn't even know what "Dou Shuyuan" was, and he didn't even have the slightest idea about the real secret decree of Lei Fa.

Just like the opportunity at Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan could wait because he came prepared and waited. If it were Chen Pingan guarding that mountain stream, he might have to wait for thousands of years. It's all in vain.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the golden lightning above the thunder pool, weighed his physical toughness, and carried it for a moment. Maybe he could, maybe he could jump into the thunder pool, and he could support it, but he was afraid that it would be easy to get in. It is difficult to get out. Once some unknown restriction is triggered, the power of thunder and lightning suddenly increases, and the outcome is unimaginable. Chen Pingan's eyes moved upward. Can the Sword Immortal be allowed to disrupt the sea of ​​clouds and force Leichi to temporarily lose "reinforcements"?

The sword fairy at his feet was eager to try, trembling slightly and trembling slightly, as if he wanted to compete with the noisy lightning and thunder.

Chen Pingan’s face was full of tangles.

This thunder pool can exist on the top of Jixiao Mountain, and no one has moved it so far. Be it Pu'an or Jingguan City, it may not be possible. After all, they are heroic spirits with ghost origins, not orthodox. gods.

As for the monks on the top of Beiju Luzhou Mountain outside, they were unable to pass through this "Sword Washing Pond" under the nose of Guixi Valley.

As for whether the Pima Sect had any plans for Lei Chi or whether it was because of its own inability, God knows.

You need to know that Jixiao Mountain is not far away from Qinglu Town.

Zhu Quan, the leader of the Pima Sect, is not a great monk who would be afraid of Puhuan and Jingguan City. If he can succeed, he should not be vague about it.

That is, there is a high possibility that the thunder pool cannot be moved.

Sword washing pool?

Can you temper your sword and sharpen its edge?

But neither Sword Immortal nor Feijian, who is in the first or fifteenth year of junior high school, seems to be at all excited about Lei Chi, especially the first year of junior high school, which is unusually quiet.

Chen Pingan sighed softly.

I hope that if there is a sect in Luopo Mountain in the future, when the disciples go out to travel, whether it is Pei Qian, Cen Yuanji, or someone with a lower seniority, when they encounter these innate secret treasures and places of opportunity, they will not be As helpless as he is, he can rely on the collection of books and inheritance on many mountains, including Luopo Mountain, to know the world's affairs and seize as many opportunities as possible.

Chen Ping'an looked down at the surroundings and found that the Jixiao Mountain under the thunder pond was barren of vegetation and there were only a few stone cliffs that shone brightly and were dotted with stars under the light of thunder and lightning.

Chen Pingan fell down, and the sword fairy returned to its sheath.

Chen Pingan came to a stone cliff and found a slender golden vein as long as an arm. He stretched out his fingers and touched it. It not only hurt his bones, but also caused his soul to tremble.

Chen Ping'an was greatly surprised. He pulled out the Sword Immortal and began to cut and dig out the "vein" from the stone cliff. Finally, the golden thread lay quietly in the recess of the stone cliff, like a golden thread. A golden bamboo whip with golden light flowing inside.

Chen Pingan reached out to hold the golden bamboo whip, his palms burning like coals. After a moment, Chen Pingan let go, his head was covered with sweat and he was a little dizzy.

Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly twisted it up with his fingers, and put it into something close at hand.

He ascended into the sky with his sword again, looking for the next "bamboo whip" that contained the true meaning of thunder.

Wandering around the top of Jixiao Mountain with Yujian, I could only find the scenery of golden light flowing everywhere, falling again and again, like a diligent old farmer digging out large and small bamboo whips, the smallest One section is no more than the length of a finger. The longest section is more than half a person's height. If it can be refined, it can be made into a hiking pole.

Chen Pingan swam around with his sword again, and after confirming that there was no more golden light or thread, he quickly dropped his sword downwards, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and scattered the streaks that came randomly. A piece of thunder and lightning successfully descended Jixiao Mountain.

Chen Pingan put away the sword fairy and sheathed it, looked up, and felt a little regretful when he thought of the thunder pool, but he also felt a little happy when he thought of the five golden thunder whips nearby.

Worrying about gains and losses?

Chen Pingan shook his head and said silently: "Have you forgotten? It shouldn't be yours, so don't think too much about it."

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked towards Diyong Mountain. , the movement is even louder, and the radiant colors of magic weapons are constantly blooming in the sky.

There seemed to be a voice echoing in my heart.

Kill him.

This voice has no sadness or joy, no distinction between good and evil.

But Chen Pingan felt extremely shocked and frightened.

That person, Chen Pingan was extremely sure, was the scholar.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes for a moment. After opening his eyes, his eyes had returned to clarity. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards Diyong Mountain.

To kill or to save.

Better than running away.

This is the third time I heard my own heartbeat coming from nowhere.

The first time was when I went down the mountain and returned to Mud Bottle Lane when I was young.While rolling on the ground.

That time it was also three words, and the heart beat like thunder, like a drum beating, and the god shouted angrily.

Cannot die.

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The boundary of Baojing Mountain.

A young man in shabby clothes, high-spirited.

Because he was accompanied by a goddess who walked out of the Tianguan Tu in the mural city.

Such a superior fairy woman did not even walk side by side with him, but was always a little behind him.

Abide by the distinction between superiority and inferiority!

She is the goddess of rain!

Not only that, she also told him that her name was Shushi and she had no surname. Within Jiazi, everyone will do their best to help him practice and climb higher.

Young men like the feeling of being watched by everyone. After walking out of the Mural City, until the Rain Goddess told him that there was an opportunity for him in the Ghost Valley, everyone was looking at him after passing the archway. And they are all looking up to him.

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Finally, he is no longer the poor guy who has a blood feud but shouts that heaven and earth are not responding, and that earth and earth are not working.

He even suddenly felt that his hatred was no longer so heavy after having the Rain Goddess follow and serve him.

The goddess who calls herself Shushi told herself that her current combat power is equivalent to the golden elixir of a Qi practitioner, but when it comes to defense and life-saving, it can be regarded as the Nascent Soul realm.

This gave him great confidence, so even if she told him clearly that the fate of Baojing Mountain was unpredictable, he did not hesitate at all. Whether he would be able to survive in peace or not, his fate is now up to me!

He asked her questions and answers along the way, and she talked about everything he knew.

As for who the young woman standing under the mural was, the goddess remained silent on this matter.

After approaching Baojing Mountain, the Goddess of Rain suddenly stopped with a solemn look on her face. She raised her head and looked at the mountainside, and slowly told him in her heart, "This opportunity may not be good. Jiang Qujiang, I hope You should think carefully."

A flash of surprise flashed across the young man's face, but his eyes quickly turned firm and he gritted his teeth and said, "God owes me so much, so he should pay me some interest!"< /p>

Deep in her heart, the goddess sighed slightly.

When they passed by the dilapidated pavilion and temple, the old fox from Xishan appeared again holding a cane.

The old fox simply ignored the young man with similar virtues to Beggar Yang and glared at the erratic goddess. There was actually someone in the world who could compete with the beauty of his own daughter. exist? Why don't you die? This bitch quickly rolled to the Juhun Stream halfway up the mountain, fell headfirst into the water, and fell dead!

The old fox from Xishan suddenly noticed a detail, smiled at her and asked: "Fairy, are you and your young master going up the mountain?"

The Goddess of Rain said this The old fox is very clever and can see fire clearly.

Jiang Qujiang smiled slightly.

The old fox in Xishan understood clearly.

Sure enough, he is a stupid fat fish, much easier to deal with than the heartless guy wearing a hat.

But in this case, even if this silly boy is so lucky, how can an ordinary down-and-out monk be followed by such an outstanding and beautiful woman, and he can still walk to the Treasure Mirror Mountain safely? ? Okay, then let your daughter be this guy's wife, and let that bitch be a concubine... a maid is even better!

The old fox from Xishan smiled and said: "Young master, you don't know something. I am the landowner of Baojing Mountain, but my daughter is the river woman in the deep stream on the mountain. She wants to get this place." Opportunity, without our father and daughter, would never have happened. Wait a moment, and the old man will call his daughter over. The young master should be among the best among people, and he should win the good fortune. If the good fortune is good, he should even take it upon himself. It's only right that I jump out and jump into the arms of the young master, otherwise the laws of heaven will be unbearable, the laws of heaven will be unbearable... Master, wait a moment, I will come when I go, my daughter, the beauty of the country, the beauty of the country, the beauty of the country, the most admired of the young master is like this A handsome man standing in the wind..."

Jiang Qujiang was a little confused.

The Rain Goddess asked: "Do you really want to go up the mountain to hunt for treasure?"

Jiang Qujiang frowned, was this the third time she reminded him?

Jiang Qujiang asked softly: "At the beginning of the book, if it is really difficult to determine blessings and disasters, since you are good at reasoning, how likely is the blessing or disaster?"

The goddess replied : "It's a bit strange. When I left the mural city, the fortune and misfortune were ninety-one. When I arrived at the archway at the entrance of Guixi Valley, the fortune and misfortune changed to seventy-three. Now it is evenly divided."

Jiang Qujiang looked at it. The Rain Goddess, who had been looking at her coldly and coldly, showed a slight frown at this moment, which was so touching. His eyes were a little dazed, but he was wandering all the way. He experienced ups and downs on the way to escape and tasted all the bitterness and bitterness, which made him able to He quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Fifty-five points? That's good enough. Let's go up the mountain!"

It was because of the ancestral jade pendant that it was coveted by the immortal master on the mountain. The family suffered misfortune. Originally a county leader. He was the only one in the family to survive. He fled all the way south, even if he died, he would die in the Skeleton Beach Mural City. For what reason? It was just a bet on what might happen, what if!

The old fox from Xishan quickly brought the daughter holding a green umbrella, Wei Taizhen.

After seeing the young man, the young fox charm felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her pretty face turned crimson.

Even she found it strange.

The old fox from Xishan was secretly happy, there was something going on!

The young man also felt a little demented when he saw his daughter.

Oh, this guy is just a bit stupid.

But the old fox then thought about it and realized that this was a great thing.

It would be better for the future son-in-law to be more stupid and have more money than that shrewd guy wearing a bamboo hat, right?

Afraid of comparison, the old fox from Xishan found the young man much more pleasing to his eye.

At this moment, a burly young man rushed over and grabbed theZhu Laohu and Wei Taizhen shook their heads vigorously and said: "Don't go, you can't go! Yang Chongxuan may have been waiting for today! Those prophecies about marriage that the wandering Taoist gave to my sister back then were not necessarily a good thing! The Taoist cultivators on those mountains are better than A far-reaching plan..."

The old fox in Xishan was furious. He first opened his two paws with all his strength, and then kicked the stupid son away, "Don't delay your sister's life here. "It's a big deal."

Wei Gaowu struggled to get up and wanted to stop his sister from climbing, but the old fox threw the stick in his hand and hit his forehead. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, his voice as thin as a mosquito. Fly, "You can't go up the mountain..."

The Rain Goddess looked at the old fox from the Western Mountains and the girl holding an umbrella who had just begun to have a love affair.

I don’t know why, but I always feel like I’m looking at them, so overlooking them, so unmoved.

Then the young woman standing under the mural and bossing her around, does she view herself the same way?

Who is she?

Why can you be so awe-inspiring? As if it is a natural instinct?

Two groups of people climbed the mountain together.

Although Jiang Quhe was patient, he still couldn't help but glance at the girl a few more times.

It’s so beautiful that it’s breathtaking.

The goddess of rain named Shushi behind her will make him feel ashamed and involuntarily have the idea that he can only watch from a distance but not play with it.

But this girl holding a small green umbrella is different.

Every moment, she was lovable and made his heart flutter.

On the other side of the deep stream, Yang Chongxuan stood up, his eyes were hot, and he said slowly: "Very good, a Mural City goddess with mediocre fighting ability, just in time to practice."

There was no trace of laxity in Yang Chongxuan's body anymore, and his bones were like firecrackers, exploding one after another.

The majestic Qi instantly poured over the whole body like a waterfall.

The next moment, with his fist as tight as a grain of mustard seed, Yang Chongxuan sat back on the snow-white stone cliff, returning to his lazy appearance over the years.

The fox girl has a long-standing restriction passed down to her from generation to generation, which corresponds to the ancestral prophecy of "seeing a hairpin, opening the door, holding a bead and climbing high."

As long as she meets the person of her dreams who is involved in marriage, she will fall in love for the first time. When the man meets the hairpin or the fox charm meets him, one of her eyes will become the key to unlocking the secret.

When the time comes, Yang Chongxuan will cut out her eyeball and climb to the top of Baojing Mountain. Since it is a three-mountain mirror, the door opening is not the bottom of a deep stream at all, but the bottom of Baojing Mountain. At the dragon's head on the top of the mountain, how could the Lord of Jingguan City find the method of taking a mirror under the water? This great secret is an opportunity passed down from father to son in their Yunxiao Palace and lasts for thousands of years. However, even if a master of the fifth level in his family has learned the prophecy thousands of years ago, he still can only wait, and even if He couldn't even wait until his death. Either his ancestors wanted to take away the treasured mirror with brute force, but they couldn't do it. Later, Xiangci City spent countless manpower and financial resources to move the mountain. It was also the secret instigation of Yunxiao Palace. It's a pity that it's the same.To no avail. Some of the great blessings in the world are so unreasonable.

Because of that prophecy and the phrase "go to the mountains to get the treasure", the head of the Yang family, who has been a minister in feathers for generations, could not decipher it until he and his younger brother were born, and when he showed his natural talent for being close to the mountains. After being gifted, Yunxiao Palace suddenly realized.

Yang Chongxuan sat cross-legged, holding his chin with one hand, waiting to see.

A group of people are now on the other side.

The happy old fox from Xishan.

The fox charm Wei Taizhen, who still doesn’t know that her life is imminent, cuts out her eyeball, which means cutting out all her energy. How can she survive?

Jiang Qujiang with a smile on his face.

The rain goddess with a heavy expression.

Yang Chongxuan had a smile on his face.

What if it were replaced by the Mural City Goddess with Inkstone who is good at fighting?

I originally entered the martial arts realm from the six strongest realms in the world.

The Rain Goddess hesitated to speak.

Jiang Qujiang stood on the shore and looked down at the mountain stream. He saw a golden light swimming slowly at the bottom of the water. It kept rising and became clearer and clearer. It was indeed the style of a woman's hairpin. He pointed at it. , "Is it that golden hairpin?"

The young girl Wei Taizhen covered her mouth, her eyes dim with tears, and she was about to cry. She was so pitiful, nothing could be more pitiful than this.

It is indeed him!

He is the man he is destined to be.

The girl suddenly felt a stinging pain and blinked subconsciously. One of her extremely smart eyes began to condense golden light from all the places in her body. She was in pain and stretched out her hand. Covering half of her face, she was sweating profusely, and blood was seeping out from between her fingers.

The girl looked delicate, but in fact she had a stubborn temperament and an extremely strong temper. She gritted her teeth and squatted down, even though the pain made her delicate body tremble like a sieve, she still said nothing.

How can any woman in the world be willing to see the man she fell in love with at first sight see such an unbearable scene?

Yang Chongxuan looked around and was a little disappointed that he didn't see the silly big man.

When he stood up.

Jiang Qujiang and Xishan Old Fox stepped back almost at the same time.

If there is a majestic mountain coming towards you.

The Rain Goddess finally said: "We don't want this opportunity, just take it for yourself!"

When Yang Chongxuan no longer deliberately suppressed his energy, the entire deep stream began to Then it started shaking.

After Yang Chongxuan stretched a lot, he stared at the so-called Tianguan Goddess and sneered: "It depends on my mood!"

Xing Yu The goddess stared intently at the extremely dangerous man on the other side, and said in a deep voice: "You go first, don't hesitate! The further away, the better, go directly to Qinglu Town!"

"Just run."

Yang Chongxuan laughed loudly and said: "I want to see if my punch is faster or their legs are faster."

The Goddess of Rain gently raised her hand, and the whole deep seat was The water of the stream is like a harvestThe order stirred up the excitement, and then the water surface rose up with a roar. Between her and Yang Chongxuan, an ice wall with a height of more than ten feet was erected in an instant.

Fortunately, she was fighting near the water, so she had a favorable location.

Easily break through the wall of water with one punch.

The goddess put her fingers together and with a slight touch, the stream at the source of the mountain stream turned into a water dragon and rushed towards Yang Chongxuan who jumped in the air.

Yang Chongxuan stood in the air, stretched out a palm, and the energy was like a rainbow. It collided with the water dragon and was shattered. Under the sunlight, a rainbow hung halfway up Baojing Mountain. .

Yang Chongxuan stepped out before and was about to reach the other side. The Goddess of Rain took a step back and twirled her hands. A clear water mirror as big as the mouth of a well appeared in front of her, and golden ancient seals appeared around the edge of the mirror.

Yang Chongxuan laughed loudly, lunged forward and punched out, but frowned slightly. The water mirror was not broken, but the whole person was in a misty illusion.

Yang Chongxuan sneered and said: "Okay, I know some tricks, but don't you know what my last name is? With the talisman formation, in Luzhou, Beiju, our Yang family is well-deserved authentic!"

Damn it, when he thought of this, Yang Chongxuan couldn't help but remember that Liu Jinglong. He was so angry that he simply didn't use the ancestral technique to break the formation, but twisted his body. Turning in a circle, he punched out like a rainbow, exploding fists in all directions, and dispersed in agitation. Yang Chongxuan laughed and said, "Let me see how long you can sustain this illusion!"

Yang Chongxuan was like If you are crazy, like a demon coming to the world, and your fists are strong and powerful, how can an ordinary martial artist in the golden body level have the aura?

On the bank of the deep stream, Jiang Quhe saw the goddess of rain walking slowly towards the water step by step. The water mirror in front of her was shaking and breaking, and she was constantly repairing the mirror surface with the deep stream water. .

The Goddess of Rain struggled to hold on, feeling sad in her heart. She no longer wanted the three people behind her to leave Baojing Mountain, because she was certain that they were destined not to escape.

Even if you leave Baojing Mountain, you will still be chased by that madman.

The ending has been decided.

Even if she draws a lot of water from the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, she can only support half a stick of incense, or even less.

Jiang Quhe's face turned pale and he murmured: "How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this."

The old fox from Xishan finally noticed the miserable condition of his daughter and squatted aside, but did not notice anything. It was useless. The old fox was so worried that he finally began to regret why he didn't listen to the words of his stupid son.

Yang Chongxuan stood still in the illusion of the water mirror, "The warm-up is over, no more fun."

Take a deep breath and put on a boxing stance, like an ancient god, man or general. , wanting to split the river, it was the boxing stance he had learned from a family tradition of martial arts fighting between gods when he was young.

The water mirror suddenly cracked, like a glass of glass hitting the ground, shattering and scattering.

The Goddess of Rain had no choice but to use her magical power to control the water transport in the deep stream. She turned it into a pair of armor and wore it on her body, trying to block the man's progress as much as possible..

In just an instant, the man came to her, punched through her abdomen, slowly withdrew his arm, then wrapped his other hand around, grabbed her head, and pulled her back. He threw it on the ground and finally stepped on her forehead. He looked down and said with a smile: "As expected of a goddess, she is really similar to the golden bodies of those mountain and water gods. The blood is golden yellow, and ordinary gods, You should be shattered after this punch from me. Not bad, not bad. When I get the precious mirror, I will let you regain your strength. You and I will continue to fight. Don’t worry, after the business is done, my punch will be three points slower. With only three points of strength, he would never be able to fight so quickly. The man is too fast to be honest."

Yang Chongxuan's words were polite, but he suddenly increased the strength on his feet, and the whole head of Xingyu Goddess was broken. Pressed into the snow-white stone cliff, she was temporarily unable to draw water from the deep stream.

Yang Chongxuan bent down and said with a smile: "If you delay my business like this again, I will break your neck."

The Goddess of Rain struggled hard, her fingers slightly Moving, still trying to draw water from the deep stream.

The nine goddesses in Mural City, after stepping out of the scroll, are so decisive and never complain as long as it is a matter of life and death.

Just after Yang Chongxuan planned to completely eliminate this goddess.

A voice sounded softly on the top of Baojing Mountain.

"You are indeed a waste."

Yang Chongxuan looked up, stretched out his finger, and pointed at himself, "You are not talking about me, are you?"

Yang Chongxuan's thoughts changed rapidly and he was about to crush the Rain Goddess under his feet.

The young woman already smiled and said: "I advise you not to do this."

Even though she witnessed Yang Chongxuan's extraordinary ability in close combat, the woman still walked slowly towards him Yang Chongxuan.

Not only that, she also flicked Jiang Quhe and Xishan Old Fox twice in front of Yang Chongxuan. < /p>

Yang Chongxuan was doubly surprised, put away his strength and asked: "Who are you?"

The woman said: "Li Liu."

Yang Chongxuan raised his palm , rubbed his chin, "I've never heard of it."

Li Liu smiled half-heartedly, and said slowly: "I told the founder of your family the prophecy about this mirror. Then At that time, he was still wearing crotchless pants. At that time, your Yang family was still poor, and the baby's pants were so patched that they couldn't hide the bird or cover his buttocks."

Yang Chongxuan laughed loudly. , almost laughed to tears.

Damn, he has never heard such a funny joke in his life.

Li Liu also laughed, her eyebrows and eyes curved like willows, gentle and graceful, extremely beautiful.

Yang Chongxuan suddenly rememberedCome alone.

He is not very good at laughing.

Yang Chongxuan asked tentatively: "The fourth one? But in fact, the one who made Liu Jinglong unable to do anything?"

The woman tilted her head slightly, smiled and replied. One sentence, "Liu Jinglong? Never heard of it."

Yang Chongxuan's eyes widened.

Oh, this bitch is so energetic, she can pretend better than myself, and she suits my taste!

It’s just that Yang Chongxuan muttered a little. Before he entered the Golden Realm, an expert told him that if he had to be careful in the next ten years, he would be hurt by women.

At that time, he mistakenly thought that he was destined to fall in love, so he became frightened when he saw a beautiful woman.

After all, he is still half a cultivator, and it will be quite troublesome once he is caught in love.

But in fact, that hexagram means that he is going to be injured by the woman in front of him, right?

The two were only five steps apart, and she finally stood still.

She said: "Killing you is a bit difficult and the price is a bit high."

It seemed that she was worried.

Yang Chongxuan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Even when facing the old immortal in Xiaoxuandu Temple, he was never so wary.

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Not long after Chen Pingan quietly sneaked into Diyongshan’s jurisdiction.

A foreigner from Liuxiazhou and the goddess who took the lead in turning painted murals into white drawings went hiking together after leaving the mural city. First, they went to the Pima Sect Patriarch Hall. After drinking a bowl of gloomy tea, I had a pleasant chat with the old immortal master, one of the three ancestors of the Pima Sect. Then, with the help of the secret method of the Pima Sect, I arrived directly at Qinglu Town. After a tour, the Goddess Guayan His mind moved slightly, and he asked his master to take a trip to Jixiao Mountain.

According to the derivation of the Spring Official Goddess back then, if the opportunity of Baojing Mountain is a meeting gift prepared by the Rain Goddess for the master, then the pocket thunder pool in Jixiao Mountain is the bag of the Hanging Inkstone Goddess. The thing in.

Although in terms of scale and rank, it is far from comparable to the Thunder Pond in Hanging Mountain, it is still a blessing equivalent to that of a semi-immortal soldier.

At the same time, the Chunguan Goddess also deduced the opportunities of these two places, and whether it is the mirror of Baojing Mountain or the Lei Pond, once caught, there will be other great opportunities to follow. This is the real Important mystery.

Just what it is, just like their true identity, there are many obstacles in front of them that cannot be solved.

The two Taoist companions traveled together in the wind.

The Guayan Goddess is an upright woman and said with a smile: "I am much luckier than that sister Xingyu. I have to follow such a depressed guy in the stall. If it were me, it would be terrible. I'm so heartbroken. That young man is so different from his master."

The man was a little helpless, but his eyes were gentle and he said softly: "Huo Ling, don't compare yourself with others. Since ancient times, the one who conquers himself is better than conquering others."

The Goddess Guayan smiled and nodded, "I know, Master.. ”

After approaching Jixiao Mountain, she was very excited. There was no reason. She just took a look at the sea of ​​clouds wrapping around the mountainside and she felt happy. She looked at the sea of ​​clouds high on the top of the mountain, and she was even more happy. Happy.

She grabbed the man's hand and flew over the sea of ​​clouds below. The lightning was extremely tame and did not launch any offensive against them. Instead, it slowly jumped on the surface of the sea of ​​clouds. He acted very affectionately towards her.

When they arrived near the top of Jixiao Mountain, the two of them hovered in the air. The Goddess Guayan pointed at the stone tablet on the top of the mountain and said with a smile: "Master, do you recognize those words?

The man glanced at it and nodded: "The sword-washing pool of Dou Shuyuan is an important place for the ancient thunder generals to clean their weapons. Dou Shuyuan belongs to one of the two courtyards and three divisions of that mansion." . I once dreamed at night that I felt like a ghost traveling far away, and visited the ruins of two institutes and one division. However, after I woke up from the dream, I didn’t remember those scenes very clearly. In short, I felt it was very mysterious. "

The Goddess Guayan was very happy.

She looked down and suddenly frowned.

The man asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? "

The Goddess Guayan said with murderous intent: "Master, a few thunder whips are missing! I don’t know if some robber thief stole it, or the monsters took over it privately! "

The man shook his head and said: "Since it is a chance, whether it is stolen by others or occupied by this demon, it is destined, there is no need to be angry. "

The goddess of hanging inkstones said "Oh."

Then she smiled, and she gently took off the small ancient inkstone from her waist that was engraved with "Electricity" and threw it forward. < /p>

About a quarter of an hour later, the Goddess Guayan shouted softly: "Come back. "

The ancient inkstone was snatched back into her hand and handed to the man, "Master, please take a look." "

The man looked down and saw that in the ancient inkstone, there was a thunder pool like a pool of golden ink.

It was magical.

The man asked her to put it away. Gu Yan, looking into the distance, said, “It’s time to return home. "

The Goddess Gua Yan playfully joked: "Master, does this count as a return home in glorious robes? That's thanks to me. How can I thank you? It’s simple. I heard that the sky in Liuxia Continent is extremely high, so it has all the five thunders. All the master has to do is take me there to have a full meal! ”

The man laughed dumbly, it was rare that she had such a childish side.

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Over there at Diyong Mountain.

The scholar rolled in the air, narrowly avoiding the blast of a magic weapon, and was surrounded by flying dust.

He suddenly smiled, flew away in one direction, and shouted: "Good brother!"

Chen Pingan, who looked like an old man, twitched the corners of his mouth and said softly : "Brother Mumo."

The next scene made all the monsters confused, looking at each other, and actually stopped chasing each other.

The scholar twisted out a golden talisman with his fingers.

Throw it suddenly at the ally who seems to be coming to the rescue.

The guy also drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed at the talisman that burst out with golden light like the sun leaping across the sea.

A huge ripple of energy spread in all directions.

Like a mountain peak being smashed into a lake.

When the sword light dissipates together like talismans.

At that moment, the scholar's momentum changed completely, his eyes were dazzling, and he deliberately restrained his spiritual energy. This was an act of letting himself be slaughtered. The scholar rushed towards Chen Pingan and said softly: "Behead me first. This tarsal shadow on his body, and then go together."

Chen Pingan nodded, stretched out his sword, and hit the shadow.

The scholar, who seemed to have changed into a different person, was relieved and was about to express his sincere thanks.

Another punch comes.

His eyes were black.

Your uncle.

(End of this chapter)