"teacher… "
Seeing the disappeared Taichu Taoist, Peng and others were crying.
Although it was only seven days, the Taoist and magical powers preached by the other party undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for them, letting them know how colorful the world is.
"It's been such a great opportunity to have my teacher teach me the Dharma these days. I really want to abandon everything and go deep into the mountains to cultivate and strive to achieve the golden elixir as soon as possible!"
Peng discovered that among the great ways taught by Fang Yuan, he was still the most suitable for internal refining.
Take a deep breath at this time, and you can feel the energy in your body constantly refining and the magic power gathering.
"Everyone, we have been taught by our teacher that our relationship with Taoist traditions is like that of blood brothers. We hope to leave a name so that we can address each other when we meet in the future."
At this time, a young man came over, raised his hands and said, "My name is Kun Xie!"
"My name is Peng!"
"My name is Li!"
"suitable!"
Several people looked at each other and exchanged names. They found that most of them were hunters and woodcutters nearby, so naturally they felt close to each other.
On the contrary, the young man Kun Xie at the beginning was actually the son of a leader of a wild tribe, which surprised them a little.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this time, a huge black tiger roared, shaking the surrounding area.
That kind of domineering aura is only one step away from the previous Dapeng and Nine-tailed Fox.
Many animals were wrapped up, and even Peng was aware of the malicious smell: "Are they... driving us away?"
"Hmph, teachers are all in human form. These furry, horned, wet-born eggs, still dare to make things difficult for us?"
Kun Xie cursed in a low voice, his brows filled with arrogance.
"That's all... I'll leave later!"
Being stared at by many animals, even Peng Du felt a little numb. He pulled Kun Xie's sleeve and the group quickly left the mountain.
During these seven days, with Fang Yuan's secret help, those with talent have mastered something and can climb mountains and ridges easily.
"I am the young master of the Kun tribe. Fellow Taoists, if you have any need for cultivation in the future, please feel free to come to me!"
Although Kun Xie is a bit racist, he still has a very good temper when facing these like-minded people.
"Thank you, I'll wait for it!"
Peng and the others naturally agreed one after another, and then left casually.
"Huh?"
"Who is that?"
He returned to the tribe and found that everyone around him looked at him strangely.
Not only that, the entire tribe seemed different from before.
"what happened?"
Peng stopped a person with some confusion, recognized him, and finally managed to find it from his memory: "Are you... Jing Jun? How did it become like this?"
"Are you... Peng?"
Jing Jun rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief: "You disappeared for seven years. Where did you go?"
"You said... seven years?"
Peng felt very ridiculous: "I have only been in the mountain for seven days... wait a minute..."
He thought of the great power of his teacher, who could make a day in the sky and a year in the earth seem to be nothing.
"Sigh... Ever since you disappeared, everyone thought you were eaten by wild beasts in the mountains..." Jing Jun lamented: "Even your thatched hut was given to others."
In this era of semi-public ownership, all members’ means of production are shared, and there is no concept of private property.
Of course, in Xuan Kingdom, all this has changed.
But among the wild people, this concept is still very deep-rooted.
Originally, if he encountered this kind of treatment, Peng would definitely be furious.
But at this time, he found that his heart was calm, there was no ripples in the ancient well, and he was not angry at all.
"Is this what the teacher said about cultivating the mind?"
Peng wondered in his heart: "Or is it just because I have mastered Taoism that I am not afraid? It seems that even the state of mind needs the blessing of Taoism to be stable?"
"Don't be impulsive..."
Next to him, Jing Jun was still chattering.
"That's all... a thatched hut is nothing more than an external possession. If it's gone, it's gone..." Peng Saran smiled: "Just right... I want to leave the tribe and live in a hut in the mountains."
Only then did he understand why the teacher appeared in the mountains.
If you want to practice and become an immortal, you naturally need to stay away from the secular world and find peace in famous mountains and rivers.
"What? Are you moving to the mountains?"
Jing Jun's eyes widened and he looked at his former friend: "Do you know how dangerous it is in the mountains? Wait a minute... How did you get here in the past few years?"
"In the past few years..."
There was a trace of nostalgia on Peng's face.
Suddenly, he saw a group of people coming quickly from the front: "That's him! The original refugee!"
I saw a clan member who originally had a grudge against Peng, arriving with several warriors from the Xuan Kingdom, looking very proud.
"It's him..."
Peng looked at the other person's face twisted with pleasure and had long forgotten why he had a grudge against him before.
But he forgot it in seven days, but the other party could remember it for seven years, which made him feel quite emotional.
"The country of Xuan has its own laws, and any barbarian under his command who evades taxes will be demoted to slaves!"
Several Xuan Kingdom warriors looked at each other and rushed over. The bronze daggers at their waists swayed and shone with such great majesty that even Jing Jun did not dare to move.
After all, the other party is the Xuan Kingdom warriors, and they are just wild people.
Once you resist, a large army will come and destroy them!
Over the years, Xuan Kingdom has used bloody heads to teach the surrounding wild tribes to behave.
Looking at the menacing Xuan Kingdom warriors, Peng scratched his head in embarrassment: "What method should I use... Wait a minute, the teacher seems to have mentioned a technique! Fortunately, I just refined a little magic power, so I can use it!"
As soon as he thought about it, he reached out his hand and grabbed it without hesitation: "Zhen!"
Buzz!
Two golden words appeared, like brand marks engraved on the foreheads of the two warriors.
They immediately became motionless, as if they were stuck there like logs.
"Soul-suppressing Technique... Immobilization Technique!"
Peng looked at his hands, full of sighs.
Before, he never dared to imagine that he could go against the Xuan Kingdom warriors.
But what about now? With just a little magic spell, the two heavily armed warriors were immobilized and allowed to be slaughtered.
The feeling this power brought to him was so novel that it even made him want to try more involuntarily.
"Alien... alien?"
Jing Jun's eyes widened, and he immediately thought of those legends about strange people: "Could it be that you, Peng, disappeared before to look for strange flowers and fruits?"
"This is the Taoism of the Immortal Sect, not caused by the spiritual fruit!"
Although he knew that the other party could not understand, Peng still explained solemnly.
Unfortunately, at this time, no matter how he explained, he could not stop the enthusiasm of those ignorant tribesmen, who almost worshiped him as a god.
…
Fang Yuan didn't want to care too much about what happened to these disciples under his command.
Anyway, all he wants is to spread the extraordinary seeds through this wide net, and then test the feasibility of some ideas.
At this point, everything seems to be going well.
"It's just that the skills and the like still need time to be harvested."
He looked at the huge mountain in front of him.
This mountain is located in a dense jungle. Because of its terrain, it can cultivate feng shui, gather auspicious energy, and even have a high concentration of energy.
In terms of cultivating immortals, it means having a great spiritual vein.
"To establish a sect, you must have a mountain gate..."
Fang Yuan's hands were like plucking strings.
Under his control, the giant mountain quickly changed.
Pavilions and pavilions rise from the ground, and they are so beautiful that even a layer of thick fog appears on the outside, forming a formation to isolate the inside and outside.
"A mountain is not high, it has a name if it has immortals... Although this mountain was originally nameless, as long as I am here, it is the immortal mountain Kunwu!"
Boom!
A huge stone tablet appeared, with the two characters "Kunwu" written on it using dragon and phoenix dancing cloud seals.
As the rules and regulations of this cave, Yunzhuan guarantees that no one who is new to Taoism or a spirit will understand the wrong meaning after reading it.
In Kunwu Hall, Fang Yuan appeared out of thin air and sat cross-legged on the cloud bed.
As soon as the thought occurred, the various animals that originally lived in the mountain were swept away by an invisible force and expelled from the mountain, leaving only a few animals.
One is a red-faced monkey, the other is a colorful golden pheasant, and the third one is a piece of jade with multicolored light.
"I am Taichu Taoist. I am here to establish a sect today. There are many living beings in the mountain. The only ones who can enlighten me are you three..."
Fang Yuan waved his right hand, and three streams of light emerged and submerged into the three bodies.
Suddenly, the red-faced monkey and the golden pheasant rolled on the spot and turned into two boys and girls. The boy had thin cheeks and red clothes, but the girl was delicate and cute, wearing colorful feathers.
The last piece of colorful stone rolled on the ground and suddenly exploded. A boy who looked like a carved jade man ran out from it and shouted: "I have seen the Master!"
This is because Fang Yuan used the technique of enlightenment to infuse some knowledge directly into their sea of consciousness, so that they can use their fingers like arms.
"Um."
Fang Yuan stroked his beard and smiled: "Today the three of you have been reborn, you should be given a name. You came out of the stone, let's call it Shisheng. As for the horse monkey, let's call it Yuan Hong, and the golden pheasant is Meixi!"
"promise!"
These three were originally just ordinary creatures, even stone creatures with only a little spirituality. Now that they have received great blessings, they are all overjoyed and bowed one after another: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the name."
"I will pass on another talisman to you, which can control the 365 yellow scarf warriors in the palace. The three of you, please go down first to familiarize yourself with the environment. In the future, the maintenance of the entire Kunwu Mountain and this palace will be handed over to you. You guys!"
Fang Yuan flicked his sleeves, and three talismans flew out, but their figures disappeared on the cloud bed.
"Congratulations, Master Headmaster!"
The three boys looked at each other, but Mei Xi couldn't bear it anymore. Her eyes seemed to be shining with little stars, and she pinched Shi Sheng's cheek: "My little brother is very cute."
"If someone has a name, the master will give him a stone name!"
The pink-carved child swaggered through the market wearing only a bellyband: "And... I am thousands of years old since the birth of spirituality. Don't call me little brother again!"
"What a pity, you are just a kid!"
Yuan Hong watched silently from the side, and suddenly made a last strike, which made Shi Sheng shrink into the corner and draw circles in depression.