Sword of Coming

The four of them stayed for a while, and waited until Di Yuanfeng, who was holding the handle of the knife, looked at Master Huang, and then rushed towards the green mountain together.

In the place where they settled down earlier, there was a large round bluestone that resembled a caisson pattern. It should have been located above the interior of the Taoist temple, but they never thought about being in this secret place of the fairy house, so someone stepped under their feet.

At the center of the algae well is a lotus flower, the outer circle is two dragons with tails, and the outer circle is the sixteen flying heavens. There are many layers of circles, dense and exquisite.

Di Yuanfeng tapped it many times with a bamboo stick, and it was indestructible with the sound of gold and stone.

But even if they could move away, Di Yuanfeng didn't dare to mess around, after all, they still had to leave the ruins of the Immortal Mansion through this place.

The reason why he and Master Huang pretended to stay just now was of course just in case.

If someone sneaked into this place with them secretly, they would be stabbed and punched by the two of them.

Chen Pingan, who was at the end, secretly twisted out a yang energy lighting talisman, which still showed no sign of evil spirit. Compared with the outside world, the talisman burned more slowly.

It should be because of the abundant aura here.

The other three just glanced at it and stopped thinking about it.

Between the green mountains and green waters, there is a white jade arch bridge.

Like a white rainbow lying on water.

On the capitals of the pillars on each side of the bridge railing, there are various strange beasts carved, none of which are repeated. They are exquisitely crafted, just like living creatures in a deep sleep.

There is a large stone pier near the water surface under the bridge, carved with a strange beast, one of the legendary dragon species, with two horns on the top of the head, and dragon scales all over the body, shaped like a lying on the ground, looking at the water with its head.

Chen Ping fell into deep thought.

The thing under the bridge is not a rare animal statue, but the name of this dragon species is very strange.

In Haoran Tianxia, ​​it is generally called Baxia or Baxia, but in Ouhua Blessed Land, Chen Pingan had seen all the river bridges in Nanyuan Kingdom at that time, and he had seen this thing before, but the style was slightly different from Haoran Tianxia. Moreover, according to the books brought back from the Ministry of Industry by Zhong Qiu, the national teacher, the most read "Building French" by Chen Pingan, it is recorded as an earthworm, a water-avoiding beast, and can swallow river water. According to legend, they were disliked by the god of fire, and they were killed by boiling the lake and burning the sea.

But in Haoran Tianxia, ​​there is no such strange record, only a vague record of one of the nine sons of Longsheng, which is similar with minor differences, and there is absolutely no such thing as "common master of the rivers and lakes".

Chen Pingan suppressed the thoughts in his mind, stopped thinking about these things, and took out another sword energy crossing the bridge amulet, hesitated for a while, and walked straight to the arch bridge without handing it to Master Huang and the others.

No wind, no waves, no surprises, no danger.

Chen Ping just walked across the white jade arch bridge. Looking back, he waved his hand, indicating that there is no mechanism, and he can cross the bridge without worry.

The other three people had different ideas, and Daoren Sun thought that fellow Daoist Chen was about to enter Baoshan and wanted to show off. It's all in vain, fellow daoist, he deserves to die. Back then, they were on the rocky cliff by the stream, so they shouldn't have agreed to go with them, let alone enter the ruins of the immortal mansion full of treasures together. Just thinking about it this way, before the rabbit died and the fox was sad, the tall and thin Taoist was startled. Could it be that something unexpected happened to him?

The young Immortal Master Genealogy goes down the mountain to practice, for treasure hunting and for cultivating Taoism. As long as it is not a hostile sect, they are usually friendly. ugly.

But Shanzawa Yexiu, who hugged each other, mostly formed a gang of three or four people. If there is less, it will be impossible, and if there are too many, it will be easy to cause disputes. If there is a slight disturbance, it may not be possible to survive the uneven distribution of spoils, and there will be internal strife. Competing for opportunities with the genealogy master is as difficult as climbing the sky, so in the process of fighting, they are often more willing to fight for their lives than the former. What's wrong with being black? As a wild xiu of Shanzawa, after the overall situation is settled, he still has no idea of ​​taking advantage of it all by himself, how can he still be a wild xiu of nothing?

Di Yuanfeng spotted Daoren Sun with vacillating eyes, and said with a smile, "Why, are you worried about being framed by Master Huang and me? How much can we three brothers move away from such a large and rare blessed land? Since we can't finish moving, Still need you to kill me and I will kill you?"

When Sun Daoren heard this, he felt that it was reasonable, and couldn't help but began to smile while stroking his beard and squinting his eyes.

The three of them walked across the white jade arched bridge, Sun Daoren took advantage of people not paying attention, knelt down and touched the white jade bridge, it was not ordinary suet jade, wouldn't it be another piece of god money just lying here without moving?

Sun Daoren tapped with his fingers, his voice was clear and crisp, it was really pleasant to the ear.

It was like the first time in my life that I heard the sound of two small heat coins tapping lightly. It was fascinating and never tired of hearing it.

After approaching the mountain gate, Di Yuanfeng looked up at a step leading directly to the top of the mountain, and said with a smile, "Take a short detour to see the scenery. After confirming that there is no one there, we will go straight to the top."

The other three had no objection.

There is a huge archway building with a simple shape on the mountain gate, with the majestic characters of "Dongtian Fudi" horizontally embedded.

The couplets on both sides are still carved from stone.

If you are still and unmoved, you are a god.

Those who get their best on the ground are the most spiritual.

Chen Ping stared at the couplets for a long time.

In fact, it is not against the neatness at all.

But the tone is big and the meaning is big.

Master Huang was the first person who didn't look at the horizontal plaques and couplets, and moved his eyes to the distance and high places early.

Di Yuanfeng looked at the back of the archway building, and the two sides went up one by one. There were thirty-six stone steles of different heights, but for some reason, the inscriptions had been smoothed.

It seems that the only thing that can tell the origin of this site to future generations is the four characters "Dongtian Fudi" written or not written. As for the two couplets, it is even more inexplicable.

Sun Daoren looked up at the ancient horizontal plaque, tsk-tsk said: "What kind of nonsense, it deserves to be destroyed."

There have been many changes in the caves and blessed places in history, and they were not static. They were either broken by great monks, or disappeared inexplicably, or the caves fell to the ground and turned into blessed places, but Sun Daoren believes that there is absolutely no such thing as a "world cave". In addition, although the aura here is abundant, there should still be some distance from the legendary cave, because there are many records on the mountain that are similar to the barnyard officials' unofficial history. It is far from this statement.

Compared with the three people around him, Chen Pingan knew more about Dongtianfudi. However, I have never heard of "The Cave of Heaven". As for using the architectural style to infer the age of the Dongfu, it is futile, after all, Chen Pingan's knowledge of Beiju Luzhou is still very superficial. Whenever this happens, Chen Ping'an will feel more deeply about the Immortal Master Genealogy who was born in the sect. The heritage of a mountain really needs to be accumulated by generations of ancestors and disciples.

I can only write it down first, and if I have a chance, I will go back and describe the main buildings, and hand over the drawing paper to Cui Dongshan for a look in the future.

Di Yuanfeng withdrew his gaze, nodded and smiled, "It's really strange."

Afterwards, the four of them set off on their way without slowing down. They walked through the halls, pavilions, corridors and verandas. From time to time, the four of them could see corpses with dead bones. Looking at the positions where the bones fell to the ground, they all suddenly Suddenly died.

No one pushed the door open.

I still want to go to the Taoist Temple on the top of the mountain to find out.

Generally speaking, the treasures of the mountain gate will be in high places.

This unknown fairy family mansion has fine scratches everywhere, but none of them are deep.

It was like a rainstorm with majestic sword energy fell without warning, and it came so suddenly that people were defenseless.

This sword.

There is no doubt that it was the Sword Immortal who made the move, so I don't know whether it is the Jade Pu Realm or the Immortal Realm Sword Cultivator.

As for why there is such a strange sword out, the sword energy is overwhelming, and it seems that he can accurately find someone to use as the place where the sword fell.

Chen Ping looked up.

What a god knows.

In short, such a huge sect of the immortal family collapsed and dissipated in such an instant.

Along the way, gradually ascending, dead silence.

Sun Daoren walked nervously along the way, as if a handful of cold water had been poured on his head, he subconsciously reached out to caress the pagoda bell.

What should I do if there are evil spirits hiding here?

Or among these bones, whose soul condensed into a ghost after death, who occupied this fairy mansion for hundreds of years, and was an incomprehensible dementia before his death, so he should have cultivated an earth fairy ghost, right?

So Sun Daoren touched the pagoda bell more often to feel at ease.

In fact, this bell has an ingenious function. The closer the filthy beings with lower realms approach, the louder and denser the bell's sound will be, and the higher the realm, it will make the person who wears it so noisy that it will upset the person who wears it, but once there is that golden bell With the Dan monster nearby, the pagoda bell would not shake violently. From the outsiders' point of view, it would appear to be silent, but in fact, there would be a ding-dong sound on the master's heart lake after refining it.

It was the silent reminder from the pagoda bell that allowed Sun Taoist to escape.

Sun Daoren just begs that this time, the bell will not ring in the heart lake.

The three allies have summed it up, and it is not a big problem to deal with a monk in the Longmen realm, even if it is a genealogy master with a magic weapon by his side.

So Sun Daoren hoped that no matter how hard the pagoda bell shook at his waist, it would be no harm if it shook the sky.

When the four of them passed by those bones along the way, Di Yuanfeng would wave his sleeves, and the clothes worn by the bones would be blown to ashes by the stellar energy. Not only that, but many cultivator accessories that should have contained spiritual energy were still unable to escape. The fate of Ashes.

Only the bones, blown by fists, are still unharmed.

Another oddity.

After more than a dozen shots, Di Yuanfeng didn't gain anything, so the tall and thin old man started to act first, following the gourd to draw a ladle, but unfortunately he was not lucky, and he still didn't meet a robe.

Di Yuanfeng turned to look at Master Huang, "Brother Huang, try your luck?"

Maybe it was a feng shui change, Master Huang was really on the climbing steps afterwards, after waving his arms, the clothes on the corpse were still there, and Sun Daoren immediately ran to take off the clothes.

Go to the goddamn Thor's house master demeanor!

I'm just Shanzawa Yexiu who has never touched half a grain of money in this life!

It's just that after he succeeded, Sun Daoren still reluctantly handed it over to Master Huang.

This is the rule of Yamazawa Nooshu.

Of course, there are more rules waiting for the four of them, but at present, it seems that it is right to wait for that Chen Daoyou alone.

Daoren Sun couldn't bear it.

Could it be that I want to have a bodhisattva's heart once in a while, and persuade Di Yuanfeng and Master Huang?

If it is true that everyone returns with a full load and cannot empty the storehouse here, then there is no need to kill people and sell goods, right?

It's just that Sun Daoren was a little hesitant, and felt that he was not in a hurry. He would look at the harvest first and then talk about other things.

Otherwise, if I can't even fill one or two bags in the end, I'm so indecisive, the benevolence of a woman will only disgust those two guys, and if I don't keep it all, I will kill myself altogether.

Chen Pingan always followed behind the three of them.

After walking the last step, on the Baiyu Square in front of the Taoist temple, there were two smaller corpses on the ground. After being waved by Di Yuanfeng, their clothes disappeared, but each left a relic.

It's just that the two heavy weapons on the mountain have a lot of cracks and a lot of damage to their appearance.

Di Yuanfeng knelt down and put it away, carefully putting it in his sleeves.

Master Huang said: "It seems that the appearance of the spiritual weapons and treasures here is not very good."

Di Yuanfeng nodded and said with a smile: "Then we will win by quantity."

Sun Daoren was overjoyed.

Master Huang also rarely showed a smile.

Chen Pingan still didn't get involved, he was still used to thinking about retreating first, and then talking about treasure hunting and seeking money.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking up, as far as the field of vision is concerned, beyond the green mountains and green waters, all the scenes within a radius of a hundred miles can be seen. It is nothing more than the difference between distance and nearness. The sight gradually becomes blurred, but further away, it seems that there is an incomparable The clear boundary, after crossing the line, suddenly changed and became foggy, giving Chen Pingan a depressing feeling of the end of the road and the emptiness of the world.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that this Immortal Cave Mansion is a legendary rootless place, similar to the broken ancient Paradise of Heaven and Heaven, it is not built in a real landscape.

This shows that the ruins of the immortal family here must have a long history and great origins. Maybe there are really valuable treasures of heaven and earth, and there can be one or two secret books of the immortal family that point directly to the fairyland.

But the bad thing is that it is easy to come in and difficult to get out, unless someone can break the restriction of Xiaotiandi.

There is a sword fairy in the sheath behind Chen Ping'an, of course he can do it, no matter how strong the sky is, it can't compare with the Ghost Valley of the Bones Beach.

But at that time, he will become the target of public criticism from all walks of life, which is contrary to his original intention of "surreptitiously picking up leaks to make small money, leaving quietly and leaving me alone".

Chen Pingan didn't want to be the second Jiang Shangzhen, a rat crossing the street in the eyes of Beiju Luzhou monks, everyone shouted and killed him.

The reason why Master Huang and the others are so at ease is that they have not yet noticed the vision of the mountains and rivers in the distance. From this, it can be seen that Master Huang, a martial artist with a golden body, is not just paper, but he is not too strong.

The existence of that line actually meant little to Chen Pingan at the moment.

But once the worst result appears, he is the only one who can see it and get out of the small world.

The other three people were still kept in the dark, maybe they were discussing in secret at this moment, how to cheat his fellow Taoist.

The Taoist temple in front of them is not big, and there are no plaques. Before the four of them entered the Taoist temple, they couldn't help but look at the green glazed tiles on the roof. There are many buildings on the mountain, and only here have such tiles.

As the years passed, the tiles were still shining brightly. Obviously, they were not the ordinary glazed tiles in the palaces and mansions of secular dynasties.

In short, every tile is fairy money.

Seeing this scene, Daoren Sun trembled all over, wondering why it was worth seven or eight Xiaoshu dollars? If it is really the high-quality glazed tiles fired by the secret method of the immortal family, maybe it is possible to exchange Xiaoshu money for Guyu money!

Both Master Huang and Di Yuanfeng came from pure martial arts backgrounds, and the value of these glazed tiles has never been compared with the Dashantou of the sect on the mountain. However, none of the sects of the Immortal Mansion at the top of the mountain who have dealt with them have ever laid this kind of glazed tiles on their roofs, which is not uncommon in the secular world at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Ping finally looked at the place where the four came from, but there was still no movement.

There is a question, if he has the chance, he would like to ask the next person.

About when did you enter this small world.

In fact, Chen Pingan has been calculating the time in his mind.

Once there is a significant deviation between the speed of the long river of time here and Haoran Tianxia, ​​then Chen Pingan has two plans, the best and the worst.

Zhan Qing, the young master of Beiting Kingdom, and his party came to the gate of the cave.

The golden warrior who was enshrined by the family was surveying the footprints on the ground.

Gao Ling, a military general of Fuyu Kingdom, said in a deep voice, "Young Lord, there are many people hiding near the top of the mountain."

Zhan Qing smiled and said: "Just follow us and eat ashes. If you have the courage to enter the cave, you must have the courage to reincarnate."

He didn't have a good opinion of Shan Zeyexiu and Genealogy Immortal Master.

Even though he himself is a serious cultivator, he may still be a son of a wealthy family in his bones. He is used to seeing emperors, generals and princes' mansions, so he is used to planning with his heart and taking advantage of the situation instead of relying on a pair of fists. A few treasures were killed here and there, so Zhan Qing was extremely annoyed by those high-ranking fellows. But when it comes to the situation where magic is needed to kill people, Zhan Qing will naturally not be dragging his feet.

Bai Bi joked: "I'm really not in a hurry, aren't you afraid that those two groups of people will get there first?"

Zhan Qing smiled and said: "If they can refine the treasure of the fairy family and eat some secret book in the blink of an eye, even if I am unlucky, I will admit it? Otherwise, where can people and things escape? go."

Gao Ling was more and more impressed by this person.

Previously, the young master of Beiting country was only regarded as a waste who had a good pregnancy.

Looking at it now, whoever dares to underestimate this person in the future will start a so-called Dao dispute on the road of cultivation, and the other party will surely capsize in the gutter.

The two warriors in the golden body opened the way, holding candles and stepping into the dark cave.

Bai Bi is in a relaxed mood, as long as there are no major accidents, there is no need for her to do anything personally this time when she visits the mountain for treasure hunting.

Even if Sun Qing from Caique House and Shen Zhenze from Yunshangcheng came in person, it could only be regarded as a small accident.

The two warriors of the seventh realm in my team are enough to eat a pot.

A group of people came to the cave with four painted murals of the king of heaven.

Zhan Qing frowned a little. She was not good at breaking formations. My Nascent Soul Master, as Shan Zeyexiu, had learned a lot of things, so he should be familiar with it, but he never taught Zhan Qing any way to find opportunities for secret realms. , He always said that those heretical tricks would delay his practice, and wait until Zhan Qing enters the Dragon Gate Realm before talking about other things.

Since the first group of Yexiu and Yunshangcheng monks have disappeared, they must have entered the ruins of the Immortal Mansion one after another.

Bai Bi smiled and said, "What should we do next? Let's just stare here?"

Zhan Qing said helplessly: "If you know the direction of the exit, just sit back and wait for the rabbit. I'm afraid they are separated by more than a hundred miles and we won't be able to find it."

With his hands behind his hands, Bai Bi looked around, "Look for clues first, if it doesn't work, you will owe me a huge favor."

Zhan Qing asked: "The price is very high?"

Bai Bi nodded and said: "It's not too small. It will damage my morality equivalent to ten years."

The direct disciple of the ancestor of the Water Dragon Sect carefully sacrificed a natal object, which was an extremely rare cyan talisman, which was actually a talisman pattern of gurgling water. It was simple and weird, and the water drawn on the talisman paper flowed slowly. , and even the sound of running water can be faintly heard.

If a Jindan cultivator from a sect is willing to refine a talisman as his natal object, then the rank of this talisman should at least be a magic weapon.

Bai Bi said: "This is an ancient talisman. My master accidentally obtained it in the early years. It comes from the ruins of one of the three ancient temples in Jidu. It is called an inch gold talisman. There are many wonderful things. Practicing water method can get twice the result with half the effort. Because of the ownership of this talisman, there is a bit of unhappiness at the teacher's door, so let's not mention it. In short, one of the magical effects can help us enter the secret realm."

The inch gold talisman is also known as the time talisman.

Mysterious and mysterious.

Although Zhan Qing didn't know the root of this talisman, she still shook her head and said, "Let's forget it."

Bai Bi sighed, "I'm already a Jindan Earth Immortal, which is equivalent to the ten-year cultivation of Qi practitioners in the Longmen Realm in the early years. This is true for Qi practitioners, and even more so for martial arts."

Zhan Qing smiled wryly, "Sister Bai."

Bai Bi smiled and said, "A word from Sister Bai is enough."

Rao is such a cold-tempered son of a prince like Zhan Qing, she can't help but want to reach out and hold her hand.

But Bai Bi shook his head, with a peaceful mind, and said: "Many women are willing to die for you, those vulgar fans who are coquettishly harbored by you, why are you not moved? After a few years of loss of morality, you will be tempted? I don’t think I don’t want this kind of love for children. If in the future, on the road of cultivation, it is replaced by a Nascent Soul female cultivator, who pays for you like this, will you have to change your mind? My immortal and Taoist companions are far from being so superficial."

Zhan Qing was speechless as if struck by lightning.

Bai Bi said suddenly: "Before using the Inch Gold Talisman, first deliberate on the clues, and then forcefully break through. The fists of the two Golden Body Warriors can't be wasted. Neither of them will work. Let me do it again."

Zhan Qing felt a little better.

Looking at this charming Bai sister again, she felt a little strange.

After Huan Yun appeared in this fairy cave, he immediately pasted a unique talisman on the bodies of the three people around him to cover up his figure and aura.

As for the ripples of the three people's aura when they walked, he, Huan Yun, was only the Jindan Earth Immortal of the Talisman Sect, and not the Taoist Heavenly Monarch with all-powerful spells, so he couldn't be perfect.

The old priest of Longmen Realm in Yunshang City heaved a sigh of relief. There was no ambushes, which is a good thing after all.

Huan Yun suddenly said: "Next, you go shopping on your own. Except for life and death, I don't care about the three of you. The gains and losses other than life and death are up to fate."

Then Huan Yun smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't rob you. At most, you pick the leftovers, or you can't find them, and the old man will pick up the rags."

Huan Yun's figure dissipated, like a cloud like a mist, without any trace of ripples.

The old priest and the two juniors said with a smile: "Reverend Huan always keeps his word, let's go, how to deal with those wild cultivators is what you two need to worry about."

Hearing the meaning behind the Taoist protector's words, the woman worriedly asked, "Your uncle?"

The old priest said helplessly: "Could it be that I want to help you two pick up and carry things? Are you here for a tour? I am your uncle, your porter?"

The old priest stood up against the wind, wanting to see how high the sky of this cave is, and overlooking the earth from a height, it is easier to see more hidden mysteries.

However, just to be cautious, the old man sacrificed a spirit weapon that was not a natal object, and took the lead in hovering in the air to prevent himself from crashing into the landscape formation.

After entering this kind of ownerless fairy mansion ruins, there is naturally money to be found everywhere.

They will also be murderous everywhere, waiting for money pickers.

In fact, the old man has joys and sorrows. What he likes is the opportunity here, which is definitely not small, beyond imagination. It is definitely not a monastic mansion for monks in the Longmen realm, but a whole sect. Just looking at the scale of the building, it is no less than Yunshangcheng and Yunshangcheng. Caique Mansion is inferior.

So this time the city lord Shen Zhenze took out the square inch object and handed it over to him, it couldn't be more right.

What is worrying is that this Immortal Mansion cannot be taken away. Once it is really the land of the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal, or even the monks of the upper five realms, when they return to Yunshang City, as long as there is a little bit of wind leaked, they will visit the mountain again at that time. Treasure hunting, I am afraid that even a golden elixir will not be able to get any leftovers. Only the sect near the water tower migrated away with the legendary magical power of moving mountains. The closest sect to Beiting Kingdom is one west and one north, and there is not much difference from this place. That difference is completely negligible for sect monks who have their own ferry boats.

The old priest only hopes that the old master of this place is just an unknown earth immortal, and his realm must not be higher.

Jindan is the best, but Nascent Soul will be a little troublesome, and it will be difficult to finish it afterwards.

Maybe there will be a genealogy master from the sect who visits Yunshang City without having to talk to him. The city lord can only spit out most of the fat and hand it over to the other party obediently, and worry about the other party's dissatisfaction.

Once it is the hilltop ruins where the monks of the upper five realms sit in town, there is no need to think about it. It is very likely that fortune and misfortune will depend on each other, and after great fortune, disaster will come.

Unless they Yunshang City can smash this small world immediately and destroy all traces in one go.

It's a pity that Yunshangcheng will never be able to do it.

Unless Shen Zhenze made a decisive decision, after the three of them returned to Yunshang City with Huan Yun, they would take the initiative to find one of the sects and negotiate a fair share with the other party.

As for this feng shui treasure land with strong water transport, plus so many ready-made spectacular buildings, it is naturally a summer resort for the other party's sect in the future.

The spiritual weapon used to explore the path flew around without any hindrance.

The old priest was relieved to ride the wind into the sky.

Just when the old priest was hundreds of feet away from the ground, the spiritual weapon shattered, and the old priest knew something was wrong, so he was suddenly pulled and fell to the ground.

The old priest's heart shook, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the old priest Huan Yun held his shoulders and took him to the ground together.

Then the old priest noticed a slender qi above his head, which flashed by and disappeared in an instant.

Huan Yun said in a deep voice: "I advise you not to go up any further, even the military monks of the Jindan Earth Immortal can't stand the wisp of sword energy patrolling all directions."

Previously, the old man used a few traveling talismans and threw them into the four directions of the world, and found that whenever a talisman went to a high place, it would instantly turn into powder.

The old priest looked up, and there was no trace of the previous breath.

The Yunshang City Dragon Gate Realm was shocked and said: "Could it be that there are sword immortals sitting in this ruins?!"

Huan Yun, who had already quietly circled around the green hill, shook his head, "They are all dead, there are no living people, and no ghosts. Only this sword energy is left to continue to exist in this small world."

Huan Yun's face was serious, "I'll tell you another piece of mixed news. This place is a mysterious area left over after the ancient Paradise Paradise was broken for some reason. The size of the territory is roughly a hundred miles. It's hard to say the age of Xiaotiandi, maybe Thousands of years, or even longer. However, the old man roughly calculated when this mountaintop cave disappeared quietly, about seven or eight hundred years, but this is not normal. In the history of Beiting Kingdom, there was no such sect of immortals at all. .”

Huan Yun stopped and fell, more than a hundred feet away from the ground, hovering against the wind with the old priest, and said slowly: "Then there is only one possibility, this small world, after the sect here was destroyed, was once destroyed An unknown world expert carried it with him and migrated all the way to Beiting Kingdom. But for some reason, this immortal was not able to occupy this secret place, practice smoothly, and then rely on this place to establish a sect outside, or suffered Unexpected misfortune, a certain treasure carrying Xiaotiandi fell in the deep mountains of Beiting Kingdom without being noticed, or this person stopped traveling far after arriving in Beiting Kingdom, hid here secretly retreating, and then reincarnated in obscurity gone."

Huan Yun sighed, "Life and death are uncertain, and the Way is impermanent."

Always think about this matter.

It is inevitable to be a little disheartened.

It's just that after Huan Yun was emotional, he immediately woke up, remembering the words he said to comfort Shen Zhenze in Yunshang City, and instantly returned to normal, and there was no more haze in his mood.

In Taoist practice, self-mistakes are the most misleading to others, so that among the three religions and hundreds of schools, there is the most difficult way to overcome.

The old real Huan Yun, in fact, has excellent aptitude, but all the immortals on the top of mountains and lands along Luzhou Dadu in Beiju think that Huan Yun is on the way of Fulu, has a great future, and is in line with his own way, so he has the current scenery. In fact, Huan Yun I know it well, this is called a dumb man who suffers from eating Coptis chinensis and cannot tell. An expert once said clearly that if Huan Yun had entered Zong Zitou Xian's house early, and then don't learn those fancy ghost-drawing symbols, he would have been a Nascent Soul cultivator who was expected to enter the upper five realms.

Therefore, Huan Yun was deeply touched by the word gain and loss.

When you are really helpless, you can only take it as a practice to sharpen your heart to relieve your worries.

The Taoist temple on the top of the mountain enshrines a statue of a middle-aged Taoist in a sitting position, looking forward, with his hands folded in front of him.

There is a small brass incense burner on the incense table, and there are still half incense embers left.

Everyone knew that the small censer, which could be seen through others, was definitely an important weapon of Taoism, but no one touched it.

Di Yuanfeng asked softly: "Daoren Sun, have you seen this person in the booklet of your Daoist gods?"

Sun Daoren shook his head, "I've never seen it before."

He didn't dare to say a word, the Taoist in front of him had an ordinary appearance, and the whole statue gave people the impression that it was nothing more than ordinary, not even as shocking as the four statues of heavenly kings in the cave.

Chen Ping stared at the statue, as if he and the old Taoist of Donghai Taoist Temple had traveled together for more than 300 years in the time and water of Ouhua Blessed Land. It's not common, maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of sitting posture can't be blamed after all, but Chen Pingan has a vague feeling, always feeling that the true meaning of Taoism of the old temple master is in the statue of the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him. , somewhat resembling.

Chen Pingan remembered four words from a Taoist classic.

Leave the country and forget.

The years are long.

Cultivators don't know the cold and heat at the foot of the mountain, and for those who have passed away, leave a statue of a god empty, and let you do whatever you want in your life, so what can you do? Don't you know how the seasons change, how high will the Taoists reach in the end when they practice the Tao?

Chen Pingan sighed in his heart, took out three sticks of landscape incense from the things close at hand, rubbed and lit the incense, and inserted it into the small incense burner.

Daoren Sun felt that this fellow Taoist was wishful thinking. Could it be possible that he still hoped that there would be a chance to come to him just because you lit three sticks of incense?

Neither Master Huang nor Di Yuanfeng stopped this person from offering incense.

In fact, he wanted to use the reckless action of the black-robed old man to burn incense to judge whether the small incense burner would trigger the mechanism, creating an extra chance, or triggering the mechanism, causing a fatal disaster.

Because the small incense burner must be taken away, it is better if someone is willing to take risks and explore the road.

After the three sticks of incense burned out, there was no movement.

Di Yuanfeng smiled and said, "Old Brother Huang got a robe first, and I got two accessories, so who should this incense burner belong to? Daoist Sun, Brother Chen?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I'll forget it. There are so many buildings in the mountains. I didn't go around at the 17th or 18th. After we split up, I'm busy enough. If Daoist Sun wants this incense burner, just take it."

Master Huang said: "I can use that robe to exchange the incense burner with Daoist Sun."

Sun Daoren felt a pain in his flesh, but still nodded in agreement.

Master Huang threw out the magic robe, and went to move the incense burner and put it in the package.

Then clean out all the worthless clothes, bottles and cans in the big luggage, and throw them on the ground casually.

Then he tore the bag in half, threw half to Di Yuanfeng, and used it as a package. Master Huang glanced at the embarrassed Sun Daoren, "Sun Daoist is wearing such a big Taoist robe, wouldn't it be a package if he took it off?"

Sun Daoren suddenly realized and was full of joy.

Next, the four of them were busy in the small Taoist temple. Di Yuanfeng found a snow-white futon, and Sun Daoren tore off a few pieces of golden silk cloth of unknown material.

Master Huang guessed that there was a mystery hidden in the statue, so he smashed the whole statue with a punch, but got nothing.

At that time, Chen Pingan was squatting on the ground, reaching out his hands to touch the extremely damp green bricks, tapping them, and just after making some plans, he heard the movement, looked up at Master Huang, and the latter turned towards Chen Pingan grin.

Daoren Sun was startled. Di Yuanfeng just glanced at the broken statues, which turned out to be the most worthless wooden paintings, so he didn't look at them any more.

The four walked out of the Taoist temple together, and Sun Daoren had just crossed the threshold.

From the waist of this tall and thin Taoist, there was a series of cracking sounds.

It was the string of pagoda bells that exploded directly.

Sun Daoren wailed, "It's miserable, it's miserable! It must be our disrespectful act that angered this Taoist god."

Master Huang and Di Yuanfeng looked at each other without any hesitation, and went down the mountain to other buildings to search for treasure separately.

Sun Daoren hesitated for a moment, instead of following Di Yuanfeng, he followed that Master Huang, shouted to wait for me, and rushed over.

Soon the small Taoist temple behind the four of them collapsed, with dust flying around and covering the sky and the sun.

Chen Pingan did not rush down the mountain to hunt for treasure like the three of them.

Instead, he began to pick up objects that the other three were unwilling to take more.

For example, those green glazed tiles that are too heavy and occupy a large area, and those blue bricks that condense rich water transport.

In addition to leaning on the package on his body, Chen Pingan also has things that are square inches and things that are close at hand.

It just so happened that we had opened a shop in Laohuai Street in Chunlupu earlier, which freed up a lot of places.

But what Chen Pingan really wanted to collect was the broken wood of the statue that was beaten to death by Master Huang.

Among the ruins of the Taoist temple, Chen Pingan's fetching action was not in a hurry.

Pieces of radiant glazed tiles were first collected among the objects within reach. At the same time, they continued to lightly throw the ruins of the Taoist temple onto the square, carefully selected the broken wood of the god statues, and loaded the glazed tiles while looking for the broken wood. According to legend, the glazed pavilion in Baidi City has secret green tiles and glazed tiles, which are layered on top of the roof. It has the reputation of "thousands of tiles on the glazed pavilion, reflecting the sea of ​​clouds like blue waves".

After Chen Ping collected all the broken wood for the statues, he also installed 120 pieces of glazed tiles, and his mind became a little strange.

When I looked up, it seemed that the ruins of the Taoist temple had been moved by myself, from the original ruins to Baiyu Square.

Furthermore, those blue bricks that contained traces of water transport and unusual aura put Chen Pingan into a dilemma.

If he wanted to collect the glazed tiles on the roof of the Taoist temple and the blue bricks on the ground, Chen Ping'an would not be able to do it even if he had a few more objects.

However, Chen Pingan didn't hesitate at all.

Instead, among the things within close proximity, there are some old and worthless objects.

Compared with the blue bricks that contain a trace of the essence of water transportation, or other treasures of chance that will go to those halls and lofts next, there is a world of difference.

Chen Pingan squatted down on the spot, covering his sleeves with his hands.

Chen Pingan raised his head, reached out and touched the stubble on his chin, stood up, and moved as many blue bricks and glazed tiles as possible.

None of the old things that are close at hand are lost.

Finally, Chen Pingan lit three more sticks of incense and inserted them in the gap between the two blue bricks of the Taoist temple site.

After it was completely burned, he took a breath to blow away some of the ashes.

Chen Pingan dug out the blue bricks, all in a neat row, without one piece here and there, and erased the excavation marks on the ground.

In the end, even the square inch objects were not spared, and more than 30 green bricks were installed together with the objects close by.

After thinking about it, Chen Pingan put another blue brick and two pieces of glazed tiles into his shoulder bag, which was heavy and made people feel quite solid.

So Chen Ping stuffed two green bricks into the package.

Then go down the mountain.

Go see that fellow Daoist Sun who has the softest heart.

If there is no accident, when this fellow Daoist Sun finds another treasure that Master Huang will covet, that is the moment when Fellow Daoist Sun dies.

And before this fellow Daoist Sun yelled at Master Huang to wait for me, he actually told Chen Pingan a word from his heart: Be careful of that Qin Juyuan, fellow daoist, it’s best not to show up again, take this opportunity, and run away after picking up the treasure, the farther you go, the farther you go Well, life is worth more than money!

Chen Ping felt that based on these words, Sun Daoyou should be spared an accident.

This visit to the mountains to hunt for treasures, and the abundance of treasures, has far exceeded Chen Pingan's imagination, the kind that can wake up with a smile in a dream.

So next, it is a landscape tour.

It would be better if there was some occasional gain, and it would not be bad if there was no gain at all.

However, Sun Daoren's string of pagoda bells shattered and exploded for no reason, which is very strange.

It's just that compared to the weirdness everywhere in this cave, it seems to be familiar again.

Even if Chen Ping'an had just lit another yang qi lighting amulet, it was still a sign of clear heaven and earth, without any filthy evil spirit.

Chen Pingan is out of luck.

It's nothing more than soldiers coming to cover the water and soil.

Many natural and man-made disasters are actually just man-made disasters.

Chen Pingan walked around the pile of ruins of Taoist temples on Baiyu Square. Chen Pingan's previous rummaging and picking was as careful as hair, and his technique was ingenious, so he would not miss anything.

Really want to miss it, let alone think about it.

Chen Pingan stood on the top of the steps and looked up.

Finally, the second wave of people came.

Compared with the furtiveness of the first group of people, this group is much more ostentatious.

It was Zhan Qing, the young master of the Beiting Kingdom, and Baibi, the direct descendant of the Water Dragon School of the Fuqu Kingdom.

Chen Ping posted a carrying tablet on his body, all the way down, flying like a bird.