Seeing Liu Qiao's body in pain, Chang Long quickly came up to him and said, "Master, why are you looking like this? What nasty words did they say?"

"Nothing, I got the nectar." Liu Qiao waved his hand rather unfavorably and walked directly to the backyard.

Chang Long thought that Liu Qiao had been humiliated by those "real people" again, so he was so angry that he said: "These bullshit noses, they know how to look at people with dog eyes!"

"Master, why should we let them go and fight back directly!" Chang Long rolled up his sleeves and said.

Although the immortal plant is important, the organization of the teaching is a rare "positive result" for a fairy.

But if Master is humiliated by those people because of this, Chang Long really can't swallow this breath.

Even if I cut myself off, I would kill a few Taoists to vent my anger on Master.

Liu Qiao paused, turned around and looked at him and said: "You have no respect for your superiors and are lawless. Go and copy the Huangting Sutra three hundred times..."

"Master!"

Liu Qiao waved his hand and said calmly: "Although we are from a side sect, we won't be humiliated, so don't worry!"

Chang Long breathed a sigh of relief and said no more.

Many immortals regard themselves and their master's face as more important than life and death.

Chang Long falls into this category. His anger and delusion are too strong. If he doesn't correct himself, he will be in trouble sooner or later.

In addition, after practicing martial arts for a long time, his temperament became more and more perverse, so he was asked to copy scriptures and meditate.

For Liu Qiao, let alone Taoist Cihang, he was not humiliated. Even if he was humiliated, what would happen?

To show off for a short time is what hot-blooded young people do.

Qi masters have a long lifespan, and their advantage is not to be brave and fierce, but to show off and slap in the face.

Instead, it lies dormant, like an insect or cicada. When the time comes for it to wake up, it is the time to transform into a cocoon and become a butterfly.

Although it is currently far from the Twelve Immortals, it is not as far away as imagined.

Especially at the level of Huangjiao Daxian, according to him, every step forward is extremely slow.

Even if it takes thousands of years to become a true immortal, it is possible that tens of thousands of years will pass without making any progress.

During the tens of thousands of years of slow progress, there may be several or dozens of generations of descendants catching up.

There are countless examples of everyone who has lived in the Hidden Dragon Cave for thousands of years, and those who are late come to the top.

There is no need to fight for temporary fame or to be quick.

However, for now, we still have to survive the catastrophe of the Chan Sect Killing before we have the opportunity to hibernate in the cave and practice Taoism for thousands of years.

Especially after discussing with Huang Jiao Daxian, one of the three world chess players, I felt that my situation was instantly opened up so high, at least as high as several floors.

The two walked to the backyard. Liu Qiao took out a three-inch-high jade bottle, handed it to Chang Long, and said: "This drop of nectar is of great weight. You can only pick it up by transforming into your original body. Don't dare to slack off, so as not to hurt yourself."

Kill yourself."

Although there is the Netherworld Vajra, it is easy to handle this jade bottle of nectar.

But after all, the magic weapon is not a truly honed magical power, and it cannot be manipulated to the smallest detail. I am afraid that the strength cannot be grasped well and the jade bottle will be crushed.

Chang Long nodded cautiously, held the jade bottle in his mouth, swung his body, and transformed into a hundred-foot-long dragon. It also has the power to move mountains and stir up seas.

"Crack" the jade bottle was bitten into pieces.

Three drops of water are about the size of a thumb, crystal clear and round, like precious jade.

Chang Long uses the method of calling for wind and rain. He opens his dragon head and spits out a mouthful of water-blue clear water, mixed with the three drops of nectar.

"Moo..." let out a loud roar, like an old cow groaning.

A few sparse clouds in the sky seemed to be attracted by the dragon's roar, and gathered into a mass of dark clouds.

As soon as the dragon blows from the mouth, the blue mist mixes with the dark clouds and floats to the top of the fairy tree.

Immediately Chang Long took away the Dharma image, dropped his naked body from the clouds, picked up his clothes and put them on.

By this time, light rain had begun to fall in the area around the fairy tree.

Master Liu Qiao and his apprentice were observing the movements of the immortal plants under the eaves.

Rain is transformed from nectar and contains infinite vitality. The fairy plant, which was already dim, was watered by the rain, and instantly stretched its branches and shined brightly.

"Okay! It really worked!" Liu Qiao said happily.

A few moments later, when the rain fell two inches, Chang Long opened his mouth and inhaled. The clouds receded and the mist dispersed, and a wisp of blue water vapor was sucked into his belly.

Chang Long said: "First use one drop of nectar to check the situation. It should be enough. Save the remaining two drops for emergencies."

He is a dragon, good at turning over waves. He is as heavy as a thousand tons of nectar, and if it enters his belly, it will be as light as if he is full, and there will be no harm.

Liu Qiao looked at the immortal root that had regained its vitality, nodded and said: "This nectar can not only save the immortal seedlings, but also produce flesh and bones. You can always carry it with you."

In the backyard, there are not only fairy plants, but also an acres of medicinal garden, growing Zhilan, Polygonatum, ginseng, Poria, Shouwu and so on.

Some medicinal materials turned out to be incompatible with the Five Elements, not suitable for the soil here, and did not grow well.

However, after a shower of this nectar, it is also full of vitality. Although it cannot increase the age, its growth potential has been improved.

After observing for a while and confirming that the fairy plant had taken root in the altar, the master and the apprentice felt relieved.

But there was one more thing. Liu Qiao summoned Chang Long again and said, "You can build a darkroom under the corner of the side hall. The more hidden it is, the better."

Chang Long didn't ask any further questions and simply retreated.

………

The next day, the master and the apprentice gathered in the side hall.

There is a Taoist statue enshrined in the hall, wearing a yellow cloud cloak, a sword in one hand, and a dragon with fangs and claws in his arms.

He has the spirit of immortality, but the sword in his hand and the dragon on his arm are quite strange. Looking at him, he seems to have murderous intent coming towards him.

In fact, it is the appearance of Liu Qiao and Chang Long, but it is not consecrated to pretend to be dirty, it is just a look.

Apart from that, there is nothing else in the temple except for the four walls, which are painted with paintings.

On it are painted the goddess of heaven, the powerful man, and ten gods under the banner of the great banner. They are majestic, with angry eyes and beards, and are surrounded by countless heavenly soldiers and generals.

If any timid mortal with evil intentions enters this temple, he may be so frightened by these statues and murals that he crawls to the ground.

Liu Qiao looked at the murals and praised: "The decoration is quite good. Most people would never expect that this is the picture album of Huang Ting's next chapter calling generals."

"They are all magical generals. They dipped themselves in paint and wrapped the Dharma on the wall, making it naturally vivid." Chang Long explained.

Why should the pictures of Huang Tingzhao be carved on the wall?

Without him, it’s just a backup plan. This mural is not as simple as it seems.

It contains Jiang Shang's Dunjia magic talisman, inversion talisman, and enlightenment talisman.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And the master and the disciple each have a little spiritual light and body, which will stay in it forever.

If both the master and the disciple meet misfortune and pass away, they will lose their memory and become a different person.

When the time comes, you will be able to follow the guidance in a confused way.

As well as other back-ups, including the secret protection and guidance of Huangjiao Daxian.

When I came here, I intentionally or accidentally looked at the pictures of Huang Ting’s generals on the mural.

If you feel it for a moment, the remaining spiritual light will penetrate into your body.

As long as you are reincarnated, you will not be born with incomplete wisdom.

With that little bit of spiritual light, there is a high chance of awakening from the previous life, returning to the origin, and becoming Liu Qiao and Chang Long again.

At least, you can remember the Huang Ting Dao Dharma and continue on the path.

However, these are just one of the back-up measures to prevent unexpected events.

Liu Qiao nodded and said, "Let's start!"

Chang Long groped along the murals in the temple, and after a while, he stopped in front of the picture of the God of Lungs.

The picture of the God of Lungs shows a general with a golden face, holding a single whip, bending his legs and extending his palms, with angry eyes wide open, like a King Kong.

Chang Long's lips moved slightly, as if he was mumbling a spell.

Accompanying the incantation, a cloud of smoke rose up "Huhu", and the eyes of the god on the wall suddenly moved, as if he was examining the two of them.

Immediately, a heart-wrenching creaking sound was heard, and a secret passage appeared on the tightly fitted mural, about three feet high and two feet wide.

This is a darkroom controlled by mechanical springs and made with strange techniques. The setting refers to some movies and TV dramas in previous lives. At this time, it can be said to be an ingenious workmanship.

Not surprisingly, Liu Qiao got into the secret passage first, followed by Chang Long holding a candle.

There was no trace of light in the darkness, only the flickering candle in Chang Long's hand. Both of them were practitioners. With this little light, they could see every detail in the dark room.

About ten feet in diameter, there is a large standing cabinet on each of the four walls, with cinnabar talismans painted on them, including several kinds of talismans.

These standing cabinets, under the blessing of talismans, are equivalent to rough sacrifices and have different uses.

Chang Long was about to open a cabinet door when the talisman on the door was triggered and smoke filled the area.

The white mist dissipated, revealing a ferocious tiger, about ten feet long, with a big head, and its eyes seemed to choose people to devour.
To be continued...