Just when Cheng Qian was looking for Fuyao Mountain like a fly, the puddle also followed. Itchy wrists.
The puddle looked down and saw that a leaf was caught in the cuff at some point, and then the leaf turned into a green-yellow caterpillar under her eyes.
The part of the puddle that belonged to the girl had goosebumps all over, and the part that belonged to the bird wanted to eat it in one bite. They were contradicting and didn't know what to do. Then they saw the caterpillar lifted up and said in Li Yun's voice. : "Where did you go?"
The second senior brother is really getting more and more mad.
Shuikeng was crying and rushing all the way, his mind was full of mud, he didn't think much about it, he blurted out: "I'm near Fuyao Mountain."
As soon as she said it, she almost bit off her tongue—bah, why did she tell the truth? How should I explain it
Sure enough, when the caterpillar heard it, his temperament suddenly changed greatly, and he saw that its limp body actually "stood up".
The speaker was changed to her senior brother, and Yan Zhengming asked, "Why are you running back to Fuyao Mountain? The mountain is still sealed."
It's a long story. In the past hundred years, they have sneaked back a few times, but except for some suspicious people of unknown origin in the nearby villages and towns, they could not find the Fuyao Mountain that should be here no matter what. .
It was not until Yan Zhengming cultivated Yuan for the first time that he knew that only Yuan could enter the head seal, and the head seal turned out to be a key.
It is not accidental that the cave of Fuyao Mountain is connected to the Valley of Monsters. The whole mountain is a natural secret. If the current headmaster takes the headmaster away and seals the mountain, no one can come in and out at will, no wonder they are in ruins. A small sect, without even a guard along the way, can stay in a corner for so long in the wind and rain.
After listening to the question, Shuideng was at a loss for words for a while, and after a while, she stammered: "I, that, I am suddenly homesick, come back and have a look."
It's a pity that their senior brothers are not so easily fooled, Yan Zhengming said: "Homesick? Don't talk about it, you were still eating diapers in my car when you left Fuyao Mountain, can you figure it out? Tell me the truth. "
Puddle: ""
She has never lied since she was a child, because there is no need for her—the senior brothers are much older than her, and they dote on her very much. Except for the homework that must be done, other things, everything she wants, will be provided with all their strength, even if they occasionally make mistakes Nor will they be punished excessively.
But she was just chasing her with the hope of immortality. If she told the truth, what good would it do other than to provoke the brothers to stay with her and suffer disappointment together
Shuideng gritted her teeth and decided to make up a set of nonsense temporarily. She searched her stomach, and made a living white sweat on her back, before she said with some tongue knotted: "I was waiting for you just now, and I flew there. In the sky, when I saw the blood in the village in the distance, I suspected that it was the devil we were looking for this time, so I chased after him—Second Senior Brother was also beside me, but I was in a hurry and didn’t have time to tell him—Well, I ended up chasing him all the way. Come here and chase near Fuyao Mountain, Senior Brother, do you think it will really be Fourth Senior Brother this time?"
As she lied, her heart was beating wildly, which was a little lack of energy.
The caterpillar was silent for a long time. After a while, Yan Zhengming said leisurely, "Your second senior brother said that the distance is too far, and he didn't feel any blood."
It's already miserable that the compilation is not round, and there is actually a dismantling there!
Finally, the puddle broke the jar and said: "Okay, I'll tell the truth, you are so annoying! I saw a handsome little brother in the eyes of the second senior brother, Jin Sichan, who followed him all the way. pursued."
Yan Zhengming: "Huh?"
The puddle suddenly had an idea and added: "Really, much more handsome than you!"
This remark stabbed her senior brother in the dead end. Sure enough, Yan Zhengming refused to talk to her again, the caterpillar lay down softly again, and Li Yun hurriedly said to her: "Don't be ridiculous. , come back soon."
Then the caterpillar seemed to be exhausted, turned into leaves again, rolled into a ball, and fell off her.
The puddle felt that she had finally gotten through, and was greatly relieved. She turned around in place, turned into a bird the size of a slap, flew into the bushes, and concentrated on finding someone.
However, at this time in the middle of Shu, Yan Zhengming said to Li Yun: "I saw blood in this place when I came, but now the blood has been broken, it may be solved by the people in Mingminggu, the girl in the water hole is not ashamed, I don't I believe she can become more euphemistic when she sees a little brother, so hesitating, there must be something wrong, let's go there to save her from trouble."
Li Yun was almost convinced by his reasonable and well-founded words, when Yan Zhengming said indignantly: "What's more handsome than me?" Hmm, I'd like to take a look."
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Li Yun sighed deeply, feeling that Junior Sister's little cleverness was really stealing chickens without losing rice, and in one sentence, Senior Brother was provoked.
Cheng Qian couldn't find Fuyao Mountain, so he had to hide his sword, restrain his frost-like essence, and disguised himself as a mortal to infiltrate the nearby villages and towns.
It seems that the mortal world has really gotten worse over the years. Cheng Qian still remembered that the first time when Master took them down the mountain to the East China Sea, the villages and towns they passed along the way were much more lively than now.
He entered an inn at random, ordered a pot of tea, but put the steaming tea aside, and only stopped the runner and asked, "Little brother, let me ask you a place."
When the attendant saw that the other person looked like a zhilan and jade tree, dressed neatly and decently, he was naturally willing to flatter him, so he stepped forward and nodded and said, "Sir, say it."
Cheng Qian said: "I heard people say that there is an immortal mountain less than 30 miles east from here. I came here to look for it, but I couldn't find it. I want to ask you people for a way."
Xiaopaotang's face became a little solemn when he heard it. He took a range dive up and down and asked cautiously, "Why, aren't you also one of those immortals?"
"What immortals are not immortals," Cheng Qian said with a smile, "I have practiced two sets of exercises at home, and I haven't entered the door yet, how dare I call myself a monk - I hear you, are there many people who are inquiring about that mountain? ?"
Xiaopaotang put the rag on his shoulder and said with a smile: "No, there are guests who have asked me about it in the first two days, to tell you the truth, the villain is a native, and I have heard of it since my grandfather's generation. No one has ever seen the legend of the fairy mountain over there. How can we see the immortal dwellings with the naked eye?"
Cheng Qian said: "According to what you mean, there are many immortals coming and going, can't they find them?"
The man who ran the hall smiled and said, "Otherwise, it's a legend, but the scenery there is good. If the young master is willing, it's good to go for a walk and relax."
The runner said he wanted to leave, but Cheng Qian hurriedly stopped him and said, "Wait, little brother, you said that someone asked me in the first two days, where did that person go? I'll catch up with my feet faster, maybe we can get together. Companion."
He replied casually: "I see them going up the official road - but Young Master, those people don't seem to be good-natured.
Cheng Qian heard a sudden movement in his heart, what did a large group of people want to fight Fuyao Mountain
He got up and left without waiting for the tea to cool down. Cheng Qian only walked through this pipeline once, when he was going down the mountain.
Because the big carts of his eldest brother, who was about to marry, couldn't walk on the road, they could only swagger on the official road. At that time, he didn't talk about Yujian, and even the horse was not very good, and he always wanted to focus on The second use of the ground to practice, so that the master always has to take care of him along the way
Cheng Qian's whole body turned into a streak of frost and passed silently along the official road, feeling that every grass and tree here were memories.
He chased him out for about 20 miles, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he stopped almost without buffering. Cheng Qian dangerously and dangerously took back the step he had almost taken out—I saw two stones standing opposite each other in the aisle. , the layout is very deliberate, like man-made, with an imperceptible spell engraved on it.
The two opposing spells formed a net, cutting off the avenue from it - as long as someone passed by, the person who cast the spell was bound to be alarmed.
Cheng Qian's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he put his True Yuan into his eyes, and when he looked around, he saw that there was already a net of spells and spells set up in this place—the roadside stones, the ground, and even hanging in the shade of green trees. Different wooden signs, almost every step is a trap.
His eyes swept around, and a nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart - who is sneaking at the foot of Fuyao Mountain
But the fire returned to the fire, Cheng Qian still did not rashly release his consciousness. He took two steps and stepped back to avoid every spell, and continued to move forward. The more he walked, the more frightened he became. The cultivation base of the person who engraved the talisman is by no means weak, and there is occasionally a trace of blood at the place where the talisman starts and turns, so it can be seen that the cultivation may not be the right way.
Ordinary monks can't help but kill, but usually they don't kill for the sake of killing. The magic cultivator is different. When Cheng Qian was just getting started, he once went to see the three thousand magic paths in the ninth-floor scripture building. He thought that those were no different from the right path. He even asked the master about this, but he didn’t understand it until now. , the two appear to be similar, but in reality they are vastly different.
The right way is to communicate with the heaven and the earth, and pay attention to exhaling the clear air of the heaven and earth to condense the true essence. The quality of the magic way is to swallow it, and it will not come out. In this way, the turbidity cannot be distinguished. Qi, even if it has never touched blood, the spell left behind will naturally carry blood energy.
A practitioner of the devil's way, once he breaks his precepts and sees blood, his life will inevitably go out of control, and no one will be able to pull him back - so since ancient times, it has been rare for magic practitioners to become the Dao.
Those who enter this way must have the will to go all out and never look back.
Even Cheng Qian had to spend a lot of time trying to get through the shocking spell net, but he didn't see the "group of people" that Xiao Paotang said. When he was in the formation, he saw an open space, and a tall man turned his back to him.
There was a circle of tyrannical consciousness radiating around the man, and he was quite arrogant and arrogant, and it smothered the place with blood. After that, he once again suppressed his anger, and the whole person seemed to have become a dead thing.
The man with his back turned to him seemed to be making some sort of formation, and when he was halfway through the formation, he suddenly felt wrong.
I saw that this man was tense all over, as if he was facing a great enemy, he muttered something to himself in a low voice, and then he suddenly got angry at the empty void, and smashed the ground with a "bang, bang". The human figure seemed to be crazy, and shouted: "You dare!"
Roar, the man was like a puppet that was suddenly lifted by the line, and after a moment of stiffness, he suddenly stopped struggling, a gloomy smile like a night owl came out of his mouth, and asked himself: "Why don't I dare, waste. ."
Cheng Qian's brows knitted together - Nian Da would also ask and answer his own questions, but it was just funny, and it was horrifying to put on this demon cultivator.
The next moment, the man roared with anger, and actually mutilated himself on the spot - I saw that he slapped his palm on his chest, and the palm of his hand contained the sound of wind and thunder, but he didn't hold back, and immediately, he rushed from his chest again. A cloud of black energy collided with the palm he slammed into his chest. I don't know if it was his palm that hurt his chest, or the black energy on his chest that hurt his palm. 10,000, and self-destruction of 8,000.
The man staggered two steps and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
Cheng Qianxin said, "What's wrong with this?"
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from not far away, and I saw that the spell on the edge of the big magic cloth was touched, and a group of fireworks exploded on the spot. In an instant, countless blood-stained white bone claws emerged from the ground. , turned into a dense chain, tied the man and threw it roughly from the air, and smashed it to the ground.
This unlucky guy is the puddle.
She didn't expect Cheng Qian to blend in with the mortals. She has been looking for a long time in the nearby mountains and forests in the form of a bird. .
The moment she was caught, she suddenly turned into a humanoid in an attempt to resist, but found that her cultivation was suppressed by the magic pressure.
The puddle fell into a mess and almost started to curse, but in the end she held back without angering the other party. She knew that she must have something to save her life from her brothers. , while fully resisting the invading demonic energy.
The water hole was right at all. The moment she was bound by the chain, a hair band at the back of her head was broken, and there was a puppet charm that Yan Zhengming put in it. She was directly pierced by the chain.
Yuan cultivator's puppet talisman was incomparable with the semi-finished product that Cheng Qian gave to Xueqing back then. Yan Zhengming and Li Yun had already found them nearby. Once the puppet talisman was broken, Yan Zhengming immediately locked her position and chased away with Li Yun. come over.
But Cheng Qian, who was hiding on the side, couldn't recognize the puddle at all. The eighteen changes of a female high school, a little baby grows into a big girl, and sometimes even the mold that comes will be turned upside down, not to mention that she has restrained her wings.
Cheng Qian was completely at a loss as to where she came from, so he didn't show up and waited on the side.
At this moment, Shuideng suddenly felt the restraint on her body lighten, and she heard the big devil shout in a panic: "Girl, go away!"
The puddle was stunned for a moment, but before he had time to be happy, the chain suddenly tightened again, the big devil changed his tone, and said in a dark way: "It's just a hundred-year-old bastard!"
I saw that the big devil's left hand suddenly stretched forward, his five fingers became claws, and he wanted to grab the chain off, but his right hand was holding the left wrist tightly, as if to stop himself from doing so, the first voice came out and shouted: "Don't pretend to be dead! Come on, I can't last long!"
It was the first time in Shuideng's life that he met such a nagging magician, and he finally couldn't help raising his head, wanting to play with his life to gain insight.
When she looked up, she forgot to even run.
She only heard her dumbfounded cry: "Fourth Senior Brother?"
The big devil's eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and his facial features had been distorted and deformed, but she still recognized it at a glance. That person was Han Yuan—the one they couldn't find all over the Kyushu!
When the voice came out, Han Yuan seemed to be stunned. His expression softened, and his eyes fell on the face of the puddle, as if in disbelief, panic, and dodging. Softly: "You, are you a little teacher!"
He didn't say a word, the devilish energy on his body suddenly soared, and the whole person almost turned into a black mist.
The gloomy voice resumed: "So you are Han Tan, it really didn't take much effort!"
As soon as the word "Han Tan" came out, Cheng Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't care about anything else - before the others arrived, the frost-like sword shadow had arrived, cutting off the chains tied to the puddle, and with this At the same time, a long whistle sounded, the whole ground shook, and the spell that Han Yuanbu had placed on the periphery was broken with a sword with a very domineering sword energy.
Immediately, a figure swept in front of him like the wind, and the sword energy slashed towards Han Yuan like a mountain of Tai.
The puddle screamed: "Don't! Fourth Senior Brother"
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Qian was no longer allowed to think about the rules of the division. He was able to protect Han Yuan in the chaos and raised his hand to take the sword.
The "full moon that flourishes and declines" meets "the rising sky of the sky".
There was a gap in the sword in the hand of the person who came, and it happened that two swords from the same source were stuck together.
For a time, everyone was stunned.
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