“Boom boom boom!”
In front of the dilapidated thatched house, a moon-white figure squatted in front of the steps, holding a mirror that shone with golden light in his hand, knocking on the mortise at the end of the wooden steps again and again, making loud sounds.
There was also a person squatting under the thatched eaves.
Yu Shanxing was short and curled up into a ball when he squatted down, but his eyes were fixed on Jianchou's hand.
To be precise, it was glued to the inside and outside mirrors.
When Jianchou raised the mirror in his hand, Yu Shanxing's eyes also raised up, and even his whole head looked up; when Jianchou lowered the mirror in his hand, he lowered his head; when Jianchou smashed the mirror on the tenon, his whole body trembled.
It wasn't just the body that was shaking, even the heart was shaking!
A mirror that shines with golden light is obviously a good thing at first glance.
The female cultivator in front of me actually used such a good thing as a hammer head. It's such a waste of resources!
How come this mirror is not his
No, no, I am the leader of the Yushan Sect, how can I envy others
Yu Shanxing thought about it and shook his head quickly, as if to clear out all these dirty thoughts, but in the end he couldn't control his eyes.
well.
We are all monks, why is there such a big gap
Perhaps it was because his gaze was too eager and too resentful, and Jianchou, who had struck the last "hammer", finally felt that something was wrong.
She slowly raised her head and saw Yu Shanxing, the sixth generation leader of Yu Shan Sect, squatting in front of her, staring straight into the mirror... Uh, why did she feel like he was a poor little frog, or a little turtle
It must be an illusion.
Jianchou's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "The wooden steps have been repaired. Master Yu, is there anything wrong?"
Yu Shanxing was stunned: "Uh..."
Jianchou stood up, wiped the sweat off her head, and looked at the three brand new wooden steps in front of the shabby thatched house, which still exuded the fresh fragrance of trees. For a moment, an indescribable sense of familiarity crept into her heart.
familiar.
It seemed she had done the same, long ago.
Jianchou was in a trance for a moment.
"It's all right, it's all right."
Although Yu Shanxing coveted Jianchou's inner and outer mirror, he knew that he didn't have the ability to fight for it.
Standing in front of the steps, he rubbed his palms happily, looked at the wooden steps under his feet with a satisfied look, and stepped on them: "Oh, fellow Daoist, you are amazing, amazing, really amazing. Not only can you ignore my Yushan Sect's mountain protection formation, but you can also make such beautiful wooden steps. Well, since the wooden steps are already made, this Sect Master will forgive you."
Jianchou came back to his senses and finally lit up when he heard this: "Can we go now?"
"certainly."
Yu Shanxing laughed loudly, stepped over the newly built wooden steps one by one, and walked straight to the front.
"This sect master is a man of his words. If I say I will take you to Kunwu, then I will go to Kunwu. Wait for this sect master to activate the mountain protection formation to protect my mountain gate. Fellow Daoist, please come quickly. Don't let yourself get hurt by my mountain protection formation."
Although he didn't know how Jianchou entered the mountain protection formation, Yu Shanxing still believed that if the formation was fully activated, Jianchou would still be injured by it.
He called out and ran over to the broken stones.
Jianchou looked over and suddenly remembered that when she came here with the wind before, she was accused by Yu Shanxing of trespassing. She just thought that this mountain protection formation had never been activated, but looking at Yu Shanxing's appearance, he didn't seem to be faking it.
This time, she followed Yu Shanxing and walked straight to his side.
Yu Shanxing's palm had already landed on the pile of stones. Jianchou saw the words written on them one after another and couldn't help asking, "Is the name of Yu Shan Sect engraved on it?"
"Yes, you actually know these characters?" Yu Shanxing's eyes lit up and he smiled proudly, "This is the characters created by this sect master. You can actually understand them. Your future is limitless."
"… "
In an instant, Jianchou felt as if a thunder had struck above his head, leaving him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
Yu Shanxing had no idea what shocking words he had said. Instead of feeling ashamed, he was very proud of himself.
"It took me a long time to create these characters. Fellow Daoist, you can recognize them. You are truly my soulmate. Don't worry, if you are in trouble in the future, I will never stand idly by and will stand by you!"
Jianchou was speechless for a long while, and finally nodded: "Master, your kindness is great, I will never forget it."
"Hahaha… "
Yu Shanxing laughed and suddenly slapped the slightly higher broken stone tablet.
Click, click, click…
Jianchou seemed to hear the sound of the cracks on the stone tablet expanding relentlessly, and couldn't help but become worried.
The stone tablet swayed and swayed, as if it would fall down at any moment.
Yu Shanxing was not much taller than the stone tablet. At this moment, he was sweating profusely. He also stared at the stone tablet carefully, muttering to himself: "Ancestor, ancestor, please don't fall, please don't fall. If you fall, I can't afford to repair it."
Hearing this, Jianchou found it funny and thought that Yu Shanxing was a very interesting person.
I don't know if the stone tablet heard Yu Shanxing's inner prayer, it was about to fall down, but unexpectedly, after a shake, it actually stabilized completely.
A ray of spiritual light trembled and emerged from the broken stone tablet.
Jianchou was greatly surprised: there really is a mountain protection formation!
Suddenly, the spiritual light expanded and turned into a hemispherical light curtain, covering an area of ten feet in radius, including the three small thatched houses of Yushan Sect...
only…
Isn’t this light curtain a little too shabby
It was a thin layer, and Jianchou could feel how thin the spiritual energy in this layer of light curtain was without even walking forward. Looking at the array pattern covering the bottom of the light curtain, Jianchou suddenly felt that he couldn't look directly at it.
Even though she didn't know much about the formation, she could tell by feeling that the light curtain was just an empty shell, like a layer of paper.
Not to mention attacking, even defense is impossible.
If you come with the wind and hit this layer of light curtain, you probably won't feel anything.
Jianchou sighed in his heart.
Looking back, Yu Shanxing wiped the cold sweat from his head. When he saw the light curtain light up, he felt a sense of pride and said, "This is the formation created by the founder of my Yushan Sect, the first generation Yu Shanxing. It has protected my Yushan Sect for generations."
"Really..." Jianchou didn't know what to say, "Then are these three houses also passed down from the first generation of the clan leader?"
"Of course. This is the oldest thing in my Yushan Sect. It is also the name of Yushanxing that has been passed down. The leader of each generation of Yushan Sect is called Yushanxing, and the first generation is called Yushanxing One. This leader is already Yushanxing Six."
Yu Shanxing put his hands on his waist, and when he said the four words "Yu Shanxing Liu", he was already in high spirits.
Jianchou stood beside him, fully half his height.
She looked across the empty space in the middle and at the three small thatched houses in front. She smiled and said, "It's pretty good."
It's really good.
Simple and fun.
Yu Shanxing shrugged and saw Jianchou laughing. He didn't know what she was laughing at, but he was sure that she had no ill intentions.
At that moment, he felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject. He coughed and said, "The mountain protection formation has been activated. Let's go. Come, watch me use the secret method of our sect to take you for a ride!"
The voice suddenly became louder.
Jianchou turned around and saw Yu Shanxing clapping his hands, with the thumbs, index fingers and middle fingers of his left and right hands even, with the fingertips facing each other, and the ring finger and little finger crossed and bent, forming the starting posture of a magic formula!
"brush!"
An octagonal halo suddenly appeared on the ground, which was the Wanxiang Doupan.
Well…
It's just a little bit smaller. When Jianchou took a rough look at it, it seemed to be only five feet long.
A jade bowl has appeared at Tianyuan, and it is almost full. This clearly means that Yu Shanxing's cultivation is not only at the foundation-building stage, but has even reached the peak of the foundation-building stage, which is almost the same as his own.
The fighting plate was only five feet wide, and the only reason for that could only be due to his low talent.
The expression on Jianchou's face changed slightly, but Yu Shanxing couldn't see it at the moment.
As soon as the fighting plate appeared, his clasped hands began to tremble from the force, and his entire dark face turned red, as if the magic he was performing was a huge burden for him.
Boom…
The ground seemed to shake suddenly.
He took a step back in surprise, and Jianchou's bright eyes suddenly turned to the ground.
There seemed to be something hidden under the shaking ground, constantly arching and impacting underneath.
Yu Shanxing's face turned purple, and he glared with his eyes, as if he was about to die. He shouted, "When I give the order, Qingshan will act!"
puff!
The word "out" fell to the ground like thunder, and Jianchou heard a sound under his feet and a violent tremor!
Break out of the ground!
A shrunken mountain, the top of which seemed to have been flattened by a sword, leaving a circular platform that just supported Yu Shanxing's body, a full four feet high.
Jianchou now had no choice but to look up to him.
The newly emerged "mountain" is small, about six feet in diameter and four feet high. The circular plane on the top is also more than three feet in diameter. There are also miniature rock veins on the edge, which looks a little blurry.
Yushanxing was sweating profusely. Seeing that he had successfully summoned this "mountain", he was so tired that he almost sat down on the platform. He said to Jianchou breathlessly: "Dao, Daoist friend, let's go up the mountain. I want to control the mountain!"
Imperial Mountain
When Jianchou looked at this small hill, he felt his mind was filled with dreams.
Yushan Sect and Yushan Xing, so this is what it means.
only…
It’s such a small mountain, do you really want to climb it by yourself
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she hesitated and said, "This... Master Yu, I have my own magic weapon, why don't I control it myself-"
"Do you look down on my Yushan Sect?" Yu Shanxing glared and immediately shouted, "It is a great honor for my sect to invite you to the 'mountain'. How dare you refuse?"
"… "
Nothing to say.
Jianchou looked at the hilltop that looked like a small mound of earth and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He could only bow and sigh: "In this case, I'd better obey your command."
"That's right."
As soon as he saw Jianchou agreed, Yu Shanxing's face looked better.
He touched his chin and smiled, standing on the hill like a small mound, looking at the vast wilderness in front of him, as if he was looking at his own territory and people.
Seeing that Chou finally stood on the "mountain", Yu Shanxing shouted, "Qingshan, go!"
"boom."
A muffled sound.
The small hill under his feet seemed to understand Yu Shanxing's words. After he pointed to the southeast, the hill actually moved directly away.
The wind blows in your face!
Yushan said, "Let's go southeast and get out of this wasteland first. We will soon reach the territory of Wuwangzhai. Then going southeast is Kunwu."
Wuwangzhai
Isn’t that the sect that Nie Xiaowan belongs to
Jianchou followed Yu Shanxing's pointing and looked forward.
White clouds are floating and the blue sky is vast.
The vast wilderness was covered with wild grass, swaying in the wind.
The small mound under their feet was like a ferocious mount, carrying Jianchou and Yu Shanxing, and moving very steadily across the wilderness.
Looking at the scenery flying by all around, Jianchou secretly sighed at the magic of the world, and also felt that this trip to Yushan was probably reliable.
She thought for a while, raised her hand and pinched out a blue lightning. When she let go, there was a crackling sound, and then a flash of lightning broke through the clouds and disappeared into the distance.
Yu Shanxing looked over curiously.
Jianchou smiled slightly: "I have been lost for a long time and have not yet reported my safety to the master. Since the master is helping me, I will inform them and tell them not to wait for me. We can meet in Kunwu."
"I see."
Yu Shanxing nodded, that was exactly what should be done.
He subconsciously wanted to ask Jianchou where his master came from, but then he remembered that he was also the leader of a sect, especially the leader of the Yushan Sect. If he really asked something, how could he act like a master in the future
So, Yu Shanxing thought about it and simply stopped asking.
***
An island on earth.
When you leave Qingfeng Temple, you will see a vast expanse of deep blue sea.
Qu Zhengfeng was wearing a black robe and standing on the coast with his hands behind his back. He saw many fishing boats moored in the harbor of this secular world. The fishermen who made a living by fishing were busy on the fishing boats, their skin tanned by the sun and their faces red.
The sail went away, leaving only a pointed shadow.
He looked for a long time, then looked back at the vague outline of Qingfeng Temple, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at his palm.
It was a clean, white hand, revealing a gentle aura, but he saw blood on it...
There may be only a few of them now, but there will be many, many more in the future.
The hidden world of Qingfeng Temple is just the beginning.
Thank you, Buchen, it’s just the beginning.
Stroking the lines on his palm, Qu Zhengfeng slowly raised his eyes again and looked at the sea.
On the isolated island in the human world, mortals call it the "East Sea", but on the other side of the 19th continent, monks call it the West Sea.
On the continent across the sea is Kunwu, which is known as one of the two pillars of the Central Region.
With a light pinch of his fingers, Qu Zhengfeng saw a small dancing silver snake appear on his fingertips, with a faint silver electric light passing through it. He took a look, then moved his fingers and loosened them.
call out.
The silver lightning crossed the vast ocean in an instant, and in the blink of an eye it seemed to penetrate the void and disappeared completely.
Across the sea, beyond the boundless coast, at the center of the Nineteen Continents, is Kunwu.
Ten high peaks surround the main Kunwu peak. On the Cloud Sea Square at the top, thousands of Kunwu monks stand silently, waiting for Master Hengxu to come out from the Hall of the Heavens above.
Standing in the front were several Kunwu elders, including Gu Qingmei's father Gu Pingsheng.
Gu Qingmei stood at the back where the core disciples were. She couldn't suppress her inner excitement, but she also had a hint of worry.
It has been two years since Qingfeng Temple went to the hidden world, but there is still no news from Xie Buchen.
Obviously...
It is obvious that with Senior Brother Xie's ability, he will definitely be able to get on the stage!
When Gu Qingmei thought of this, she became a little angry. It was all the Sect Master's fault. Why did he arrange for Senior Brother Xie to go there for no reason? What if something went wrong
While she was daydreaming, a silver flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the void.
This color, which was different from that of ordinary thunder signals, and the fluctuations it caused when it appeared, proved to everyone that this was at least a special thunder signal sent by a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and it would usually only be used in extremely urgent matters.
The elders standing in the front looked at each other in surprise.
Before they could react, someone shouted from behind: "It's the Sect Master!"
Several elders, along with all the disciples behind them, looked up.
A piece of white cloud floating in the Yunhai Square suddenly changed and turned into a gently waving hand, which waved towards the silver Lei Xin, and the Lei Xin immediately flew towards the Hall of the Heavens!
Inside the main hall, in front of the Zhoutian Star Plate, Zhenren Hengxu stretched out his hand and shone it at the flying thunder. The silver light immediately dissipated, and the gentle lightning was extremely obedient between his fingers.
The text was immediately arranged.
When Master Hengxu saw this, his expression suddenly changed and became gloomy.
"Qu Zhengfeng, a disciple of Yashan, has reported to Master Hengxu that he has explored the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple and has found out why Jianzhu Sect covets the position of law enforcement elder. He will report it in person after returning. I am ashamed to thank Junior Brother Kunwu Xie for being in a dangerous place in the hidden world. His cultivation is so low that Zhengfeng was unable to save him and he was trapped under the rocks. He is not sure whether he is alive or dead. Zhengfeng will accept the punishment when he returns."
I don’t know whether I’m dead or alive.
What a situation where you don’t know whether you are alive or dead!
Zhenren Hengxu stepped down the high steps, pinched his fingers, and Lei Xin disappeared without a trace.
The person standing below was his eldest disciple, Zhao Zhuo. He looked ordinary, but quite calm. Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder: "Master, what happened?"
"Your Junior Brother Xie will probably not be able to come." Master Hengxu's voice was very calm, and he only looked outside the hall. "His life tablet is not broken, so he must be trapped. You should go to the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple immediately. I want to know what happened."
Send him
Zhao Zhuo is now at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just on par with Qu Zhengfeng. How can he be useful if he can’t handle something that Qu Zhengfeng can’t handle
Subconsciously, Zhao Zhuo wanted to ask for clarification, but the moment he looked up, he saw the emotionless calmness in his master's eyes.
A scary thought...
Popped up.
Zhao Zhuo suddenly didn't dare to ask anything, and just said, "Disciple obeys your order."
Master Hengxu nodded slightly.
There are less than six days left until Zuo Sanqian’s meeting, and Kunwu also has some arrangements to make that require him to preside over them personally.
Without stopping, he walked out of the hall.
Thousands of miles away, Yashan.
The disciples who were going to attend Zuo Sanqian's small meeting this time gathered on the top of Lingzhao Peak, discussing in low voices.
"Why hasn't Master Uncle come back yet?"
"Yes, I've been waiting for two days."
"Do you think Master Uncle will turn into the wind and fly away?"
"Why didn't you say that Master Uncle turned into a dragon and flew away?"
"… Alas, will Master Uncle be unable to catch up?"
…
Ever since the day Yan Chensha brought back the news from the Black Wind Cave, saying that Master Uncle had been lost again, everyone in Yashan was stunned.
Not only did he fly out on the wind, he also didn't need to use a flying device before he reached the foundation building stage. The master uncle even completely ignored the obstruction of the Jianzhu Sect's formation and flew so far that no one could find him.
Come to think of it, the Candle-cutter Faction is really unlucky.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.
After chasing and blocking the senior sister for so long, they ended up losing more than they gained. They were also attacked by countless vicious beasts that suddenly went wild on the "Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain" not far from the Black Wind Cave. Most of the people who went there died, and the remaining half were almost all seriously injured and would take three to five years to recover.
Of course, some people from the Jianzhu faction complained that it was Yashan who did it and deliberately deceived them.
It’s a pity that no one believed it.
joke!
Back then, Yan Chensha, alone with his flute, rescued the trapped disciples of the Jianzhu Sect and saved the lives of so many people. If he was going to be killed, he would have been killed long ago. Is there any need to do that after you left
Even if Yan Chensha stood by and did nothing, no one would dare to say anything, not to mention that he could secretly release the water and pretend that no one could be rescued.
The Jianzhu faction turned against Yashan and really did not know how to appreciate a good person's kindness.
Previously, they had made trouble for themselves by inviting many people to watch in front of the Black Wind Cave. The original intention was to contain Yashan, but they did not expect that everyone would see how cruel they were to their fellow disciples and how they watched them die without helping. In the end, they even needed the monk Yashan, whom they had been plotting against, to save their disciples.
At this point, the Jianzhu Sect lost both its fame and fortune.
The monks in the Central Region who had some knowledge of right and wrong would only say, "Bah, what a bunch of scoundrels!" when mentioning the Jianzhu Sect.
"It's all the fault of the Candle Cutting Sect. Our Master Uncle has disappeared. At this meeting, if we see the Candle Cutting Sect, we will go up and beat them up!"
As everyone was chatting, they thought of the Jianzhu Sect, and suddenly a disciple from Yashan spoke up.
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately echoed excitedly: "Yes, beat them so hard that their mothers won't even recognize them!"
"Add me one!"
"Hey, it's just a small meeting, we're just sparring."
"I don't know what the rules are this year. I heard that the last time was crossing the river..."
…
The noisy sounds were mixed up by the wind and could not be heard clearly.
Fudao Shanren stood on the high sword-drawing platform, looking at the clouds under the cliff, his brows furrowed.
"Master Fudao, there are only six days left. Should we..."
Sect leader Zheng Yao, with his belly sticking out, walked up to Fudao Shanren, looked at his rare serious expression, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak.
How could Fudaoshanren not know the time
He turned his head and glanced at the nearly one hundred Yashan disciples on top of Lingzhao Peak. Some of them had only joined the sect within the past ten years and had never participated in a small meeting, but most of them were ready to go and watch the fun.
Everyone is waiting to set off.
He took a look and said, "Wait and see—"
Before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly paused, and he looked up into the clouds as if he sensed something.
“Crack!”
The moment his eyes passed by, there was a loud explosion in the clouds!
The entire Lingzhao Peak was suddenly quiet.
A blue flash of lightning pierced through the clouds and shot towards Guihe Well at the center of Lingzhao Peak.
At this moment, Fudaoshanren seemed to have thought of something. His eyes lit up and he pointed out a finger. A light blue light emerged from his fingertips and hit the lightning in an instant!
"boom!"
The originally small piece of lightning suddenly exploded, and the electric snakes intertwined with each other to form a piece of text!
"I am a disciple of Yashan. I respectfully wish you the best of the Master."
"I have completed the body training in the Black Wind Cave, but unfortunately I was too obsessed with cultivation and got lost and ended up in a wasteland near the Northern Territory. Fortunately, the leader of the Yushan Sect helped me and I quickly rushed to Kunwu. I will definitely not miss the small meeting at Zuo Sanqian. I hope to meet my fellow disciples from Yashan and Kunwu again."
"It's Master Uncle!"
"It's Master Uncle!"
"Hahaha, Master Uncle is fine, Master Uncle is fine!"
…
The entire Lingzhaoding, which had just calmed down because of Lei Xin, suddenly fell into another kind of boiling!
Because Jianchou's thunder letter was sent to the entire Yashan, when Fudaoshan broke the thunder letter and revealed the words in the letter, all the Yashan disciples present could see it.
I thought Master Uncle was missing, but unexpectedly he was lost!
Now that he has sent the thunder letter back to Yashan, everything is naturally fine. Not only is everything fine, but he has also received help from others and will go directly to Kunwu.
I will definitely not miss the small meeting at Zuo Sanqian. I hope to see my fellow disciples in Yashan and Kunwu again!
Looking at the boiling Lingzhao Peak, Fudaoshanren, who was standing on the sword-drawing platform, was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.
Zheng Yao also showed a pleased smile: "Master Sister is safe and sound, Uncle Master can finally feel relieved this time, right?"
"What do you mean by that?" Fu Dao Shanren glared at him, "You're talking as if I, Shanren, was worried about her!"
"… "
hehe.
Yeah, you're not worried.
The one who worries is a fool.
Zheng Yao complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more in front of Fu Daoshanren, so he directly suggested: "Since the senior sister is going to Kunwu by herself, why don't we set off now."
"Okay."
Fudao Mountain Man nodded, then turned to face the entire Lingzhao Peak and shouted loudly: "Everyone, stand still, let's set off immediately!"
A huge amount of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the skinny body, and Fudaoshanren's tattered Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, swaying in the wind, as if it was going to lift up his entire body.
The word "departure" was like a loud thunder, resounding throughout Lingzhaoding.
Everyone, including Zheng Yao, couldn't help but straighten their bodies, and their feet on the ground seemed to be much more stable.
At the top of Lingzhao Mountain, all the disciples' eyes were fixed on the skinny figure of Fudaoshanren on the sword-drawing platform.
But I saw a palm with five fingers like dry old branches, raised high and pressed down hard!
boom!
The surging palm power, like a raging flame, blasted out from Fudaoshanren's hands, layer after layer.
The entire sword-drawing platform, the entire Lingzhao Peak, and the entire Yashan Mountain all began to tremble with this surging palm!
Boom…
The feet were shaking violently.
Fudaoshan gritted his teeth, raised his bright eyes, gazed at the high sky, and then tried his best to raise his hands!
Rise from the ground!
The whole spiritual top!
The tremor was so loud and deafening that no one could hear any other sound.
The Lingzhaoding under their feet actually rose up completely!
The palm of Fudaoshanren was like opening a thick lid, lifting up the entire Lingzhaoding and gradually separating the entire mountain of Yashan. Rubble flew everywhere, the mountain shook, and it almost made people suspect that the entire Yashan was about to collapse!
On the cliff of Yashan, countless Yashan disciples who were not going to watch the excitement were standing on the cliff, watching this scene.
How long has it been
How long has it been since you saw such a scene
Three hundred years!
The disciples of Yashan are going to take part in Zuo Sanqian's small meeting on Lingzhaoding again!
Countless people were excited.
The people of Fudao Mountain are equally excited...
His five dry fingers seemed to dig out the entire Lingzhao Peak, and then countless dazzling lights shot out from the Lingzhao Peak, carrying the entire Lingzhao Peak out of the cliff mountain!
A huge shadow rose.
On the cliff, everyone looked up.
In the animal trap, the Yashan disciples who were still fighting looked up in shock. For the first time in three hundred years, the animal trap, which had never seen the sun, was exposed to the scorching sun. The entire stone chamber and corridor structure under the Lingzhao roof were also completely exposed to everyone.
The structure of the entire Yashan Mountain has changed dramatically.
Lingzhao Peak rose higher and higher, and its shadow became bigger and bigger, like a giant bird floating in the sky.
Fudaoshanren just shouted: "Go!"
The entire huge Lingzhaoding was shining with supreme light and heading towards Kunwu in the east!
The terrifying shadow fell on the land of the Nineteen Continents during its flight...
On the ground.
In a small mountain village.
The man who had been joking with the Fudaoshan people before was now holding his own baby and teasing him.
Suddenly, he looked up and shouted in surprise, "Child, look! That's the mountain man riding the spirit light over there!"
Beside the tributary of Jiutou River.
An old man who was fishing was packing up his tattered fish basket and preparing to leave.
A huge shadow suddenly passed across the surface of the river.
The old man was startled for a moment and looked up quickly. When he saw the shape of the shadow clearly, he couldn't help but burst into tears!
Three hundred years...
On the stone-paved mountain path.
A muscular man was carrying heavy stones on his back and walking towards the end of the mountain road. There was still mud on the other side, and he wanted to use the stones on his back to pave the mountain road.
“Tick-tock.”
Sweat slid down his cheeks, splashed onto the dry stone slabs under his feet, and was instantly evaporated.
He was suddenly stunned.
Is the sky cloudy
Looking up, that is...
He suddenly revealed a smile that was brighter than the sun, and bowed his head toward the shadow, toward the skinny figure standing high on the sword-drawing platform!
…
Fudao Shanren stood on the sword-drawing platform with his hands behind his back. The rushing clouds in front of him were like mountains, like water, like hooks, like beasts...
Like my heart!
His deep eyes were suddenly filled with vicissitudes of life.
After three hundred years, my temper has improved, but my anger has not.
But I don’t know how the old monster Hengxu is doing now, as he has been the abbot of Kunwu for many years.
besides…
See sorrow.
Fudaoshanren looked back and saw the direction of the distant northern region, which might be the direction where Jianchou was. I hope this girl can catch up. With her cultivation speed, she may not have the opportunity to attend the meeting in ten years.
At this moment, Jianchou was also looking towards the southeast.
The surrounding scenery was shaking and trembling at the edge of her vision.
However…
It remains the same as before, the grass is still grass, the mountains are still mountains, and the trees are still trees. There has been no regression.
"well… "
She finally let out a long sigh, retracted her gaze, and looked at Yu Shanxing who was standing beside her.
Yu Shanxing's forehead was sweating, and he waved his fingers. When he heard her sigh, he said quickly, "Hey, don't sigh, don't be anxious. This sect master's Yushan technique is not yet solid..."
"Didn't you say that this was your Yushan Sect's special skill?"
An hour before the trip to the mountain, Yushan made a promise that he would send Jianchou to Kunwu within three days...
Now…
Jianchou looked down at the small mound of earth under his feet and felt that it did not look like a mountain. It looked more like a little turtle that was extremely tired and carrying two people on its back.
Yu Shanxing raised his hand and the little turtle arched forward.
only…
It just arched its back a bit, like an old cow panting for breath, and would never move forward a single step.
At this moment, they had already left the vast wasteland and arrived in front of a road. Jianchou could even vaguely see some monks riding on magic weapons, passing through the clouds with a flash of light.
Yu Shanxing still insisted: "Are you looking down on my Yushan Sect? Sooner or later, my Sect Master will summon a mountain and invite you to come up the mountain!"
Why does “come up the mountain” sound like “get on the bus”
Jianchou shook his head helplessly, and finally threw the mirror out, advising: "Master, time is running out. If we go too late, we won't be able to catch up with the excitement in Kunwu. Otherwise, you can take a look, show me the way, and I'll take you there?"
"… "
Yu Shanxing, who was fiddling with hand gestures and sweating profusely, suddenly stopped. His small eyes, as big as green beans, rolled around and he looked at Jianchou carefully, as if wondering whether what she said was true or false.
Jianchou just thought it was funny, showed a kind smile, and made a gesture of invitation to Yu Shanxing.
like…
This is the only way, right
Yu Shanxing's face turned red and he coughed. In fact, this was the idea he had in mind from the beginning.
It is impossible for him to go to Kunwu by himself...
After thinking for a while, Yu Shanxing finally raised his chin and said, "Since fellow Taoist has invited me, I will have no choice but to decline..."
"laugh."
A light laugh suddenly sounded from above my head.
Yu Shanxing was interrupted before he could finish the word "了".
Jianchou and he were both shocked, and almost immediately became alert and looked up.
They were surrounded by rolling hills, and beside the avenue they were on there were a few tall old trees, which, even in autumn, were only slightly dyed red and yellow.
A man in a maple red robe was leaning against a huge branch, looking down at them with an interested look.
"You two are going to Kunwu? I am Jiang Wenchao from the West Sea Spiritual Pavilion. I don't know the way. I wonder if I can go with you two fellow Taoists?"
Seeing sorrow, I was stunned.
The West Sea Spiritual Pavilion is a sect located near the sea in the Central Region, and is ranked among the top five in the Central Region's three thousand.
The male cultivator in front of them, who called himself "Jiang Wenchao", had been above them for so long, silently, and his cultivation must be better than the two of them.
Jianchou frowned and looked at Yu Shanxing.
But I didn’t think…
When Yu Shanxing heard this name, his eyes glowed green. He stared at Jiang Wenchao and became excited. "Jiang Wenchao? The original genius of the West Sea Spiritual Pavilion, but for some reason his cultivation level stagnated and he became a waste?!"
"… "
On the tree, the male cultivator suddenly fell silent.
Jianchou's mouth twitched, and he felt a burst of coldness and murderous intent.