There was silence all around the wasteland, and everyone was horrified.
These men who run business outside the customs have all heard of the Daxue Mountain, where the Taoist people's eyes are higher than the top, no matter in the Central Plains customs or the Beidi desert, no one dares to offend them.
There are many legends about Daxue Mountain. What about going up the mountain to find snow lotus and being rescued by an immortal when he encountered a crack in the ice, about what a child begging in the town met a Taoist priest and was taken away to cultivate immortals, and how General Li was seriously ill and could not afford to meet a Taoist who had a meal in the past. After a few doses of medicine, it took less than three days for the general to recover and so on.
In today's prosperous world, the emperor attaches great importance to Confucianism and law, and the son does not speak, strange and chaotic. Only fools and fools believe in ghosts and gods.
In the eyes of many people, Daxueshan is nothing more than a martial art, with many top experts in the family, very mysterious, and everyone can't afford to offend.
This idea can not be wrong.
There are many people in the world who practice Neijia Qi-raising methods, and those who practice Neijia Kungfu can also enter the Dao with martial arts.
The most people in the world of self-cultivation are those who are in the foundation-building stage.
The major sects are thus divided into inner and outer sects. Most of the outer sect disciples are secular people. Since ancient times, there have been many people who have not learned the Tao and run to become military generals and officials. This kind of custom caused great cause and effect when a dynasty was changed. The outer disciples fought and led out the inner cultivator. Different sects supported different dynasties. In the end, the immortals who had already ascended were pinched in the heaven.
After this, the vitality of the cultivation world was greatly damaged, and many sects were wiped out. Since then, everyone has heard that the "karma" has changed, and they no longer dare to interfere too much in ordinary things, and they are not allowed to reveal their identities.
Hidden for thousands of years, fairy alchemy has become an ethereal legend.
Daxueshan is located in Mobei, where the ice and snow do not melt all year round, and no one dares to offend the Beidi grassland in the Western Regions. Daxueshan does not promote Taoism, does not openly recruit disciples, and is mysterious and unpredictable. People who are on the road to Guanwaishang know that Daxueshan can't be messed with, but they don't really know what the other party is capable of. This is the most terrifying thing - no one alive knows.
The torch was burning quietly, and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi bowed his head deeply, without raising his head for a long time.
The atmosphere was strange and solemn. Everyone looked around, exchanging confused and surprised glances. The strategist Huang Shouzi stopped when he bent down to pick up the paper fan, bowed like a toad, and opened his mouth wide.
The curtain of the carriage swayed gently until it fell still.
The Taoist Tsing Yi didn't use his magical powers this time. He stepped back step by step, then heaved a sigh of relief, whisked the dust, and returned to his companions with a pale face.
Facing the doubtful eyes of the other three Daoists, the Dao cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage conveyed a sentence with his divine sense.
Gorefiend.
This time, the whiteness immediately spread to the rest of the people, and they made eye contact and slowly shook their heads.
"The people from the Daxue Mountains listen to the order and quickly give way."
Not only were the people of the various caravans and horses curious, but the ordinary disciples of Daxueshan who were working hard on the wasteland with compasses were also very curious. They know the strength of these Daoists best, and they are all masters and ancestors of the Yuanying period. If they are called seniors, they should not be legendary figures of the gods transformation period
In the realm of self-cultivation, the Spirit Transformation Stage is qualified to be a headmaster, no matter which one is a great person with outstanding talent and an endless story to tell.
The road to Cangshi Town was given way, but the other caravans did not dare to move.
A group of salt dealers were about to be stabbed into sieves by countless envious and surprised eyes. They bravely pulled up their horses. The leader of the scars was still calm, strode over, stopped five steps away from the carriage and asked in a low voice: "Are you ahead? In the distance is Cangshi Town, if Xian Kunzhong does not dislike it, this carriage will be given to Your Excellency."
His subordinates were shocked, and kept pulling on his sleeves—for such a powerful man, it's just a matter of the leader not going to get close, and he can't rush like sending the god of plague. What should I do if I annoy the other party
Huang Shouzi slapped the person next to him and said with a smile: "I'm fortunate enough to meet each other, I don't dare to disturb more, the villain can drive the car for the two in person, I don't know..."
Just then, a gust of wind passed, and the curtain was blown again.
"what!"
The strategist Huang Shouzi fell to the ground again and stammered, "Boss... people, people are gone!"
The leader of the salt dealer stepped forward and lifted the coarse cloth curtain, and it turned out to be empty inside.
"Sure enough, he is a top expert!" The people around him sighed and stretched their heads to look at the broken carriage. Don't all the storytellers say this, the peerless master is to beat the cattle across the mountain without a trace, and the thieves of hundreds of households come and go without a trace, with unpredictable abilities.
How many people have studied martial arts for a lifetime, apprenticing teachers everywhere, hoping to become the kind of peerless master who can stand on the top of a tree in the wind, sway without falling, and cross the river with a reed, but they can't practice it for a lifetime. Because they don't know, in fact, those people are not martial arts masters... They are all working hard in the wrong direction, where will there be results
Daxueshan Taoists watched with indifferent eyes.
After the first caravan pulled the carriage along the road, the people who had been blocked here started to call, and many people came to inquire about the situation with the salt dealer.
Amidst the clamor, a Taoist in Tsing Yi released a communication talisman without a trace.
At this moment, Chen He held onto Shi Feng's robe sleeves tightly, and the land and mountains and rivers in front of him flew by like a revolving lantern.
The senior brother suddenly took out a magic weapon and took him away, causing Chen He to murmur in his heart, is the Daxueshan Qiankun Guan a difficult school to mess with? Otherwise, why did the senior brother immediately urge the magic weapon to take him away regardless of the injury after he frightened the other party
"division…"
Before Chen He could finish speaking, Shi Feng covered his mouth.
Is this escaping
Chen He struggled to distinguish the ever-changing scenery under his feet, the whole person was tightly embraced by Shi Feng, and he couldn't even lift his arms. After Chen He was ten years old, Shi Feng never hugged him like this again. This position made Chen He even more uneasy.
- Obviously, the enemy is coming from behind.
"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm very surprised. I don't know why you feel that I'm nearby, but you turned around and left?"
The clear voice seemed to ring in the ears, and the tone was soft and contagious.
Chen He's eyes darkened, his consciousness seemed to slide into an endless abyss, and his whole body slumped down weakly.
He grabbed his arm tightly, and then Chen He heard a deafening voice in his consciousness, and his soul woke up. Chen He immediately bit his lower lip, and the pain stimulated his spiritual power to flow again, fully resisting the gentle Like the tone of spring.
"I heard that you gave up everything and entered the Heiyuan Valley. I thought that the two of us would meet indefinitely, unless we experienced the six reincarnations. I don't want to be in the desert today, but I was lucky enough to meet an old friend by chance."
Chen He only felt the magic sound filling his ears, no matter how calm he was, his consciousness was floating, like a rootless duckweed.
If it wasn't for being hugged tightly, Chen He would have turned around and walked away to meet the voice.
-Before migrating to Daxue Mountain, the Qiankunguan lineage has always been the national teacher of the former dynasty.
The sound is like a drizzle of spring breeze, accompanied by a powerful delusional power, which can confuse mortals. Once the cultivator below the Jindan stage loses his mind, he can no longer get rid of the hint of this voice.
The words of the Daxue Mountain God Master himself, even if there is a magic weapon to block, Chen He can't support it for long.
"shut up!"
Shi Feng suddenly let out a loud shout.
With a sudden clearness in his ears, Chen He took a deep breath, and finally calmed down.
Before he had time to wonder who was chasing after, he felt a burst of warmth in his hair, and liquid slowly dripped onto his forehead. Chen He reached out and touched it, and the shocking red color made him look up quickly.
Brother!
Scarlet blood spilled from Shi Feng's lips, sliding down his chest along the white neck.
Brother just now, did you speak? !
Chen He was shocked and in pain, he didn't dare to move, and told him rationally that Shi Feng had met an enemy, and he was now a burden to Shi Feng.
"Heiyuangu has lived in seclusion for more than 20 years, but your temper has become irritable, which really puzzles me." The voice that came again had returned to normal, and the man was very surprised, "Did he ever stay in Heiyuangu? People will change their temperament? Huh?"
The voice stopped, and after a while, there was a sudden burst of laughter.
"So that's the case! Shi Feng, I received a message from a disciple saying that you have accepted another apprentice? Are you worried about him by not letting me speak?"
Shi Feng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the monstrous anger disappeared.
He raised his hand and turned around to stop the magic weapon.
I saw the vast smoke and waves below, the distant mountains and lakes, and the frost-stained forest—they rushed all the way, and had already left the Chifeng Desert and went deep into the hinterland of the Central Plains.
A azure rainbow swept over from afar, and stopped in mid-air at a distance of ten feet, facing Shi Feng.
This is a man with a good face and a smile, stepping on a blue flying sword. Although he is wearing a Taoist robe, it is only loosely draped over his body.
When the man saw the bleeding from Shi Feng's lips, not only did he not see the happy expression when the enemy was injured, but his eyes narrowed, and the flying sword retreated for a distance.
Shi Feng didn't wait for him to greet him, and said coldly, "You sent people to surround a small town, what the hell are you sneaking about?"
The man was looking at Chen He and smiled when he heard the sound: "Well, you might as well guess-"
"A few cultivators from the Nascent Soul stage are just there to stay there, and even you are hiding nearby. What is there for the Daxue Mountain Master to go to the desert to find it?"
When Shi Feng said a word at first, a mouthful of blood gushed out, but his expression remained indifferent, as if he was not the one who was injured at all.
In stark contrast to this is the Snow Mountain Master.
The more blood Shi Feng bleeds, the tighter his brows became. If it wasn't for Yu Jian in mid-air, he would have taken a step back when Shi Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.
So a strange scene appeared over the lake.
Both of them were looking at Shi Feng anxiously, but the person who vomited blood didn't care at all.
"Why, don't want to say it?" Shi Feng couldn't see the joy or anger on his face.
However, the closed mantra that he had practiced for many years was broken, and if he added internal injuries, it would be strange if he was in a good mood.
The Snow Mountain Master felt a dangerous aura, he gave Chen He a gloomy look, and then answered, "I have solid information, there is an inheritance left by the ancient Demon Sect near the Chifeng Desert, and it must be opened by the Demon Cultivator. destroyed before."
"Will you be so kind?"
"My Xueshan Qiankun Guan can be said to be famous and authentic."
Shi Feng raised his eyebrows contemptuously, stopped talking, and hugged Chen He tightly before leaving.
"Wait!" The Snow Mountain Master hurriedly said, calling out to Shi Feng, "That's not only the inheritance of the ancient demons, but also a treasure."
Shi Feng ignored it.
The Snow Mountain God Master gritted his teeth and stopped hiding his secret: "It's the legendary Beixuan secret treasure!"
Shi Feng was shocked, and Chen He felt that his senior brother was shaking all over.
Chen He raised his head and saw the complicated expression on Shi Feng's face. It was an indescribable expression of anger and confusion. Then he heard his senior brother say plainly: "Oh, is that the secret treasure that made my Beixuan sect wipe out?"