Chapter 525 Co-owner of Baishan

Chapter 525: Co-Master of the White Mountain

The top of the ancient White Mountain is covered with white snow. This is a journey to heaven that is difficult for mortals to climb. Over the past ten thousand years, countless mortals have fallen on the pilgrimage to the mountain. middle.

The towering Baishan Mountain, which is tens of thousands of feet tall, is like a silent giant, overlooking everything in the Baishan Mountain, allowing all living beings under the Baishan Mountain to perform various life and death farewells, which together form the heavy and cold atmosphere of the Baishan Mountain. background color.

At the foot of Baishan Mountain, there are hundreds of thousands of believers living, scattered around a dozen small sects. These sects all believe in a Buddhist sect called Esotericism.

Oddly enough, in the entire Baishan Mountains, there is some Buddhist inheritance only at the foot of the Baishan Mountains. Most of the other places are dominated by Taoism.

The White Mountain is so big that the mortals living at the foot of the mountain never know what is on the other side of the mountain. Their biggest wish in this life is to be buried higher up on the White Mountain and leave it to the heavens. The eagle pecks at the food.

In an ordinary village, the wind and frost caused by suffering are spread all over the corners of the village. Even the faces of boys and girls aged seventeen or eighteen have turned yellow due to hunger.

Here, long-term lack of food, leading to hunger is also a belief.

"A Diao, do you really want to go on the pilgrimage?"

A boy with bubbles in his nose spoke to the girl sharpening a knife in front of him. The girl's cheeks were deeply sunken, and her arms were as slender as dead branches. Only her eyes, in the darkness, occasionally flickered, as bright as the stars in the sky.

A Diao poured a ladle of water on the whetstone and continued to sharpen the knife in silence.

"Why don't you go? I beg my father to bring you here. You will be my mother-in-law from now on. My family has many sheep and leathers. I will buy you beautiful rouge..." "" Looking at the boy with a runny nose in front of him, his eyes became a little softer.

Reaching out his hand and rubbing the other person's head, A Diao turned around and left silently. Being born deaf and mute, she actually didn't hear what the other party said just now, but even if she knew, A Diao didn't care.

Seeing A Diao leave, several children of the same age sang a self-composed song:

"Slug, mute mother, the childhood sweetheart is so ridiculous; she has no father, Without my mother, I can only sleep in the stable at night; the big horses want to eat grass at night, and when I turn around..."

"Ah, I'll beat you to death!"

The little boy picked up the stone and rushed forward. He did not allow anyone to say that to A Diao.

After a while, the little boy with a bruised nose and face returned to his home, but his face was full of pride. He had just beaten three people and taught the other party a severe lesson.

The little boy who just came back found that an uninvited guest came to his home today, a monk wearing a half-open monk's robe, saying something in front of his father.

See each otherThe little boy, who was only about ten years old, didn't pay attention. He continued: "This year's butter will be increased by 20%. The worshiped Bodhisattva appears and needs more butter. The unintentional ghosts are wreaking havoc. You guys The more ghee you offer, the safer it will be."

"Yes, yes, add 20% more. I remembered it, and asked the master to tell the venerable that the disciple has been practicing devoutly for many years and feels that he has reached this level. In the realm of enlightenment, when will the Venerable allow his disciples to enter the realm in order to serve him better?"

The monk's brows frowned unconsciously. From the perspective of the other party, who lowered his head and couldn't see, his eyes were filled with confusion. Flash past the taunt.

"I will convey it to the Venerable, but don't have too much hope. The Venerable always serves the Bodhisattva and may not be available to see you."

"I know. , know..."

The words of the two suddenly became much quieter, and then the little boy saw his father take out something and stuff it into the other's hand.

Seeing the happy smile on the other side’s face, the little boy curled his lips.

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At night, the stars in the sky disappeared, and everything fell into terrifying darkness. The little boy was sleeping, and suddenly a hand covered his mouth.

After waking up, the little boy opened his eyes. Although he couldn't see it, the familiar smell told him that it was A Diao.

A huge force pulled the little boy up, and A'Diao put the little boy on his back with one hand. Together, the two thin bodies were far smaller than the one outside the house. Wuxingui has a thick body.

This is a rotting corpse nearly two meters tall. The heart has been hollowed out. His cloudy eyes are shining with a faint light. He is squatting on the ground, eating the heart of a male corpse. .

The little boy didn't understand what happened, but A'Diao knew it very well. She quietly took out the Dolma knife from her waist and slowly leaned over.

Following A'Diao's silent footsteps, Wuxingui's swallowing movements paused. It twitched its nostrils, trying to smell something.

The girl's steps were strong and graceful, and even when she was carrying a person on her back, she seemed relaxed and at ease. Facing the terrifying unintentional corpse, she tried her best to suppress the fear she had.

This corpse is blocked in the courtyard. If you want to leave the house, you must pass by it. However, A Diao does not have the confidence to sneak around as quietly as before while carrying a person on his back. past.

So, the best way is to attack. As long as he is stiff for a few breaths, A'Diao can leave the courtyard.

Her breathing was as steady as possible, her steps were as light as possible, and the understanding of the little boy behind him made A'Diao very worry-free.

As A Diao approached, the corpse raised its head and gave up eating, sensing the danger.

However, it realized it too late.

As a cold light flashed, a third of the neck of the unintentional ghoul suddenly cracked open. It roared loudly, and the creatures in the entire village began to tremble.

A Diao left as soon as she stuck, because she knew that mortal swords could not have a fatal effect on this immortal ghost.

Sure enough, a black mist deeper than the night filled the neck of the Wuxin corpse, and he began to sew and fill in the marks made by A Diao's knife.

The Wuxin Ghoul suddenly stood up and quickly chased the girl who had fled.

On the hillside not far outside the village, the monk who appeared during the day was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The corpse ghost was injured just now, and he also suffered some internal injuries due to the connection between his mind and his heart.

The monk looked gloomy. He had not expected this extraneous situation.

The things the little boy's father took out during the day aroused his greed. He wanted to have more, so he let the unintentional corpse given by the Venerable eat him that night.

Unfortunately, facing the delicious blood food, this unintentional corpse did not listen to his instructions for a moment, otherwise the little boy would have died long ago.

Now that the unintentional ghoul is chasing each other spontaneously, how can a mortal escape from this ghost refined by the venerable? It must not take a moment before the ghoul can eat the freshly beating heart again.

Thinking of this, the monk sneaked into the village quietly. He wanted to quickly search for the remaining things, and then come out openly to fight off the corpses and let these villagers continue to be grateful.

The night became darker, and the villagers in this village huddled in the corner in fear, just like the sheep in the sheepfold outside. Although there were many people, they did not dare to even make a cry.

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In the same late night, no one in the Star Reaching Pavilion, located in the middle of Baishan Mountain, knew about all the ugliness that happened at the foot of Baishan Mountain.

On a huge rock that protrudes dozens of feet from the cliff, as if it is about to touch the clouds, Sikong Ji is watching the sky at night. The stars disappear in the eyes of mortals, but in his eyes it is another scene. .

His gaze broke through the clouds and turned to one of the billions of stars. This was his natal star and the place of practice where his mind rested.

When the monks of Zhaixing Pavilion achieve the Golden Elixir, they must put their minds and hearts into one of the stars in the sky, get in touch with that eternal star, and use it to practice.

In the Kung Fu realm of Zhaixing Pavilion, the Golden Core realm can only master miscellaneous stars, while Nascent Soul monks can master named stars. Only the God Transformation monks can master one side. The big star of the star field.

Stargazing is exactly what you are practicing. The technique of Zhaixing Pavilion is special. The only disciples it accepts are monks with the destiny of stars. Therefore, there are always few disciples in the sect. There were only a few people coming, and at the very least, there were almost less than ten people.

However, although the number of people is small, the status of Zhaixing Pavilion is extremely high, and it proudly stands above all sects in the entire White Mountain.

Because over the years, they have been the link between the Lord of the White Mountain and the sects below the mountain. Only the monks of the Zhaixing Pavilion can know what happened on the White Mountain. OthersThe leader of the sect's forces could not get even a few words from his own Nascent Soul Ancestor.

While Sikong Ji was immersed in the cold and majestic star power, Sikong Zhou’s order came to his ears:

“Fang Qingyuan’s cultivation level from the Qingyuan Sect has reached the golden elixir level. In the realm of perfection, it’s time to go up the mountain. Go and invite him over and have a talk.”

Sikong Zhou’s news came much faster than Sikong Ji’s, so Sikong Ji’s tone was a little more puzzled. :

"Fang Qingyuan? He was only at the sixth level of the Golden elixir before, right? How come he has perfected the Golden elixir all of a sudden?"

"Perhaps he got a chance to practice in the open sea. "People, when the opportunity comes, it's not surprising that your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Go ahead and go up the mountain as soon as possible. It will be a good thing for everyone."

After transmitting the message, Sikong Zhou took back his spiritual thoughts through the air. Next to him, a boy who still looked like a teenager was sitting in the main seat and fell into some kind of fugue state.

This young man obviously has a higher status than Sikong Zhou, the real owner of Star Reaching Pavilion. Beside him, Sikong Zhou remained standing.

After a long time, the young man woke up from his fugue state. He looked at Sikong Zhou, his eyes full of confusion:

"I just seemed to have sensed another version of myself. She is a little confused now." Fear, but more of a kind of anger, tell me, how many clones did I leave behind for reincarnation in my previous life?"

Si Kongzhou couldn't answer this topic, it was obviously from before. He cannot know the backhand left by the Lord of the White Mountain, nor does he deserve to know.

Sometimes, secrets mean danger. If he knew too much, he would not be alive now.

"Lord, can you sense her location?"

The young man shook his head and said he couldn't, "I don't know. I guess this is also a rule set by the previous life. Otherwise, I really want to find her."

Sikong Zhou then asked:

"What about after we find her?"

The young man smiled lightly: "Of course I will kill her. I will not leave myself with a fatal weakness. Although she only has one ten thousandth of the potential to replace me, I don't want to take risks. I am the only subject and they are just defective products."

Sikong Zhou wisely ended this topic. Now this young man, also known as Jia Changgeng, is the Lord of the White Mountains. Since he has moved into the White Mountains, he is the co-owner of the entire White Mountains, and he also wants to Do your duty as a minister.

"Let's talk about Fang Qingyuan. I'm starting to be interested in him. Jindan Perfect, who has practiced for less than two hundred years, is really a genius that has not appeared in Baishan for many years."

... Make contact.

For Fang Qingyuan’s revisionIn order to grow rapidly, Lechuan wisely did not ask. Everyone has their own opportunities. Even masters and apprentices cannot share these things.

In the quiet room, Lechuan was wearing a moon-white fengqing robe, with a short black jade hairpin pinned to his head of long black hair, looking like an elegant scholar.

In sharp contrast, it is Kar Hongtu sent by the Kar family. This man is still dressed as a traditional beast-controlling monk, wrapped in animal skins, and some fragmentary bone ornaments, jingling. Hibiki, although the animal skins are of high quality and these bone jewelry have their own magical uses, they look a bit rough.

After Fang Qingyuan used the life-extending elixir to bring him back to his state, Lechuan's image was a bit more settled after experiencing major events than before. He just sat there and didn't speak, giving him a sense of calmness.

Kaer Hongtu is also getting older. He is negotiating with the Qingyuan Sect on behalf of Kaer Shou. On this occasion, Kaer Shou obviously cannot come forward in person. He can only wait until everything is settled, and he Only then would he come forward to give Fang Qingyuan a promise in exchange for the 60,000 high-grade spiritual stones offered by the Qingyuan Sect.

In the Kaer family, a Nascent Soul monk will have several Jindan monks who work under his command, and these Jindan monks will also have a dozen Foundation-building monks to command them, and then continue to go on. Pushing down, Foundation Establishment uses Qi Refining, and the Qi Refining monks of the Kaer family are not the lowest. They can also use the monks who are vassals of the family.

Currently, what the Qingyuan Sect is seeking is the vassal status of the Kaer family. To be precise, it is a direct vassal of Kaer Shou, rather than belonging to the entire Kaer family.

If this matter is settled well, then the branch of the Qingyuan Sect that has moved out will be a vassal of Karshou, and be it Karsho or the other Nascent Soul monks of the Kar family, If you want to mobilize the power of the Qingyuan Sect branch, all this requires the consent of Kaer Shou.

But at this moment, Kaer Hongtu's face was not good-looking, because he knew the core of the problem, which was that the Qingyuan Sect had moved out into the Kaer family branch, and he actually wanted to take Fang Qingyuan with him.

Have any sect leaders separated themselves and demoted themselves to be the leader of a sect?

Kar Hongtu had never seen it before, but now he has seen it.

Facing Fang Qingyuan’s shamelessness and Lechuan’s innocence, Karl Hongtu wanted to curse, but for the sake of 60,000 high-grade spiritual stones, his voice became rational:

"This is not what we discussed before. In your situation, I can't make the decision."

Fang Qingyuan knew that this matter would not go so smoothly. If it were the previous price, Qingyuan It is not difficult for Zong to seek refuge with Karshou and find a good connection.

But now that he is involved, Karshou has to bear the pressure of Baishan, so the price of 60,000 high-grade spiritual stones may not be enough.

So Fang Qingyuan thought about this and said the words that no one could easily refuse:

"I'll add money!"

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