The ancestral mountain of the Pima sect is called Muyi. It is a towering mountain, but there are no luxurious buildings and the monks only build thatch. Since there are few monks of the Pima sect, it is even more deserted. There is only a plaque with "Dharma Elephant" hanging on the mountainside to entertain guests.
The mansion can barely be regarded as a fairyland resort.
Three days ago, Muyi Mountain began to close down and no longer entertained guests.
Not only that, the archway building at the entrance of Ghost Valley has also begun to be under martial law, and experienced people are not allowed to leave or enter.
From the Naiheguan Market, to the Mural City, to the Swaying River area, and the entire Skeleton Beach, I didn't think there was anything unreasonable about it.
Because I have seen even more unreasonable things.
First, the three paintings of Heavenly Officials and Goddess in the Mural City were turned into white drawings on the same day.
Compared with the great changes that followed, this was nothing. Many monks in Skeleton Beach were still immersed in the loss of three good fortunes. It didn’t take long for them to witness a thrilling scene one by one. Late at night,
On the land of the Skeleton Beach, a huge white skeleton appeared out of thin air, as tall as a mountain. It appeared in an invincible posture. It should be the Dharma Appearance of Gao Cheng, the Lord of Jingguan City in the Ghost Valley. He used brute force to open the barrier of heaven and earth in one fell swoop.
The white bones that should have been hiding in the underworld appeared in the world, and there was a great conflict with the world of the sun. The white bones rubbed against the aura of the bone beach, and a burst of brilliant sparks bloomed, making the white bones appear like the ancient fire god coming to the world.
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The white bones were obviously chasing a golden light that was rushing south towards the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall. Although Gao Cheng was delayed by the sword from Ghost Valley, the person who used the sword hovered in the air and confronted the Qianzhang White Bones.
Rice grains, but every time the sword is struck, wind and thunder shake, the brilliance surges, and the strike from a distance is like building a long bridge. Judging from its appearance, it must be Zhu Quan, the leader of the Pima Sect, but there is still a sword, and its power is not inferior to that of Yu Pu Realm.
In Zhuquan, bright sword energy rises from the earth. The sword light is like a rainbow, and it is very fast and straight.
The slanted white bones on the shoulder seemed to be restrained by another force in the Ghost Valley, but he still raised his palm high and pressed it down heavily, suddenly rolling up a sinister and thick sea of ​​clouds. Ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the sea of ​​clouds seemed to have gathered dozens of people.
The souls of evil ghosts who cannot be reincarnated after death are struggling in a sea of ​​misery.
The sea of ​​clouds quickly pressed towards the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect, and then the Pima Sect's mountain-protecting formation was opened, and more than a thousand armored puppets were snatched out from the Muyi Mountain. One of them was several feet tall, wearing talisman iron armor, with golden and silver threads flowing all over his body.
, crashing into the sea of ​​clouds, the sea of ​​clouds continued to be thinned, but the tendency of falling was still there. In Muyi Mountain, waves of armored heroic spirits came one after another. In the end, the sea of ​​clouds and thousands of landscape heroic puppets created by the Pima Sect strangled each other. In the end, both sides
Both jade and stone are burned.
At the same time, a line of light spread down the mountain from the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, traveling like thunder and lightning, interweaving a bright formation on the other side of the archway building, and then a five-hundred-foot-tall golden god rose from the ground.
Holding a huge sword in hand, he swept the sword towards the waist of the white bone dharma image.
Jingguan City Gao Cheng's White Bone Phantasm was unable to hit the ground with one strike. At the border between the Ghost Valley and the Skeleton Beach, another golden god suddenly drew out his sword. The huge white bones grabbed the sword's edge with one hand. Golden light and sparks fell to the ground like rain, and the whole skeleton suddenly fell.
The sky and the earth shook, and the Bone Master threw away the giant sword with his arms. He fell down and disappeared into the shadow of the earth in an instant. He must have retreated into the small world of Ghost Valley.
The golden-bodied spirit also returned to the formation, and the light also returned to the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, condensing into an orb held in the mouth of a bronze dragon statue in the ancestral hall.
The night at the Skeleton Beach slowly returned to silence.
In the Xian family mansion halfway up the mountain.
Pang Lanxi, a young man who had high hopes from the Pima Sect, sat at a stone table and looked hard at the young ranger opposite, who was flipping through a yellowed book of war that had been looted from the Yangchang Palace.
Although Pang Lanxi is young, he has a high seniority. He is the only direct descendant of an ancestor of Pima Sect. Several Jindan monks have to call him "Little Master Uncle". As for more middle and fifth realm monks, they can only call him "Little Master Uncle".
He is a junior uncle. In the past three days, the swordsman in blue has been the only guest in the mansion. Pang Lanxi has been here several times before. Out of curiosity, he has talked about what should be said and asked what should be asked. The other party clearly
He was very sincere and did not deliberately talk about it in circles, but when Pang Lanxi thought about it afterwards, it seemed that nothing he said got to the point.
It's hard to imagine that the person in front of him is the poor painting buyer who shamelessly bargained with him in Mural City.
At that time, her childhood sweetheart had to run out of the shop to remind this man not to show yellow or white things when he was walking in the world. It turned out that they had all been deceived by this guy.
The ancestor of the sect who was in charge of the precepts in the ancestral hall did not want to reveal the secret. He only said that he would wait until the sect leader returned to Muyi Mountain. However, he sighed with emotion at the end. At this level, he could escape from Gao Cheng in the Ghost Valley.
This skill is really quite big.
Pang Lanxi became more and more curious about what happened in the Ghost Valley and how the person in front of him could provoke the Lord of Jingguan City.
Chen Pingan put down the military book written by the military general of Shence State in his early years, remembered something, and asked with a smile: "Lanxi, the eight murals in Mural City have all become white drawings. At the foot of the three goddesses riding a deer, hanging inkstones and Xingyu."
What will happen to the shop business in the future?"
Pang Lanxi was also a little troubled and said helplessly: "What else can I do? Xingzi is almost worried to death. She said that there will be no business in the future. Now that the mural city has lost those three blessings, the number of guests must have dropped sharply. What can I do?"
I had no choice but to comfort her and told her some truths that I had heard from my senior brother and nephew. I never thought that Xingzi would not only be ungrateful, she would also get sulky with me and ignore me. Chen Pingan, why is Xingzi like this?
, I obviously mean well, why is she still not happy?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Do you want to know why?"
Pang Lanxi nodded and said, "Of course."
Chen Ping'an's smile grew wider, "Lan Xi, I heard that your great-grandfather still has several boxes of complete sets of gallery-filled paintings of goddesses, and they are the most time-consuming and painstaking work of your great-grandfather's life."
Pang Lanxi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said decisively: "As long as you can help me solve my doubts, I will steal the painting for you!"
Chen Ping'an was speechless, and stretched out his hand to signal Pang Lanxi, who had already stood up, to sit down quickly, "A gentleman does not take advantage of others, and I do not covet those sets of gallery books. I only hope that you can persuade your great-grandfather to start writing again and draw one or two
This is a set of hard-coated textbooks that are not inferior to many others. I paid for them, not for you to steal them. One set is enough, two sets are better, and three sets are best."
Pang Lanxi was a little skeptical, "That's it?"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Pang Lanxi was still a little hesitant, "Stealing is good or bad. The disadvantage is that you will definitely get scolded, and maybe even a beating. The advantage is that it is a one-time deal, which is more convenient. But if you are so shameless that my great-grandfather picked up the pen.
, it is not easy to really paint with your heart. My great-grandfather has a weird temper. Everyone in our Pima sect has learned this. He always says that the more careful you are in painting, the more similar it will be. If you buy it for the vulgar men in the world, the more you will offend those eight people.
A goddess."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "Sincerity leads to spiritual success. Without this foundation of piety, your great-grandfather might not be able to draw that charm. Otherwise, what would be so difficult for the so-called master of painting to copy the scrolls and see every detail? But why?
Or is it your great-great-grandfather who is the most magical? Just because your great-grandfather has a pure state of mind, it’s hard to believe that all the eight goddesses saw it back then. They were connected with each other and naturally wrote wonderful works."
Pang Lanxi blinked.
Is this honest talk or flattery?
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Outside the mansion, there was a tall white-haired old man with a pen and inkstone hanging on his waist. He turned to look at a close friend of the Pima Sect ancestor, who was putting away his palms.
The white-haired old man asked: "With this kid's state of mind, he shouldn't know that we are eavesdropping, right?"
The ancestor smiled and said: "I helped you cover up your anger, so you probably don't know. However, there are countless magic techniques in the world, and there may not be any accidents. Just seeing that he can escape from the Ghost Valley cannot be inferred by common sense."
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, "No matter what, these words have won my heart."
The ancestor of the Pima Sect was the one who followed Jiang Shangzhen into the secret realm of murals. "Are you really willing to sell it?"
Pang Shanling, the great-grandfather of Pang Lanxi, had great ambitions when he was young and vowed to paint all the spectacular mountains in the world, but later he settled down in Pima Sect for some unknown reason. Pang Shanling asked in a low voice: "Shall we take a look again?"
I would like to hear how this foreign boy will give Lan Xi some guidance."
The ancestor frowned and said displeasedly: "I am a guest. I couldn't defeat you before, so I used some magical powers. If I continue to eavesdrop, it is not in line with our Pima Sect's way of hospitality."
Pang Shanling glared and said: "Lan Xi has lost the good fortune of riding a deer goddess. If you have another chance at love, I would like to see if Lan Xi's master will call you a bloody bitch!"
The ancestor sneered and said: "His ability to scold people is great, but my ability to hit people is better than him. How could he not curse people for a while and stay in bed for a month?"
Pang Shanling suddenly laughed and said: "I will give you a set of hard yellow pictures of goddesses later, which are worthy of the reputation of "wonderful writing and flowering".
The ancestor raised his palm, looked at the mountains and rivers, and said with a smile: "I'm just waiting for your words. It's too slow and unpleasant."
However, this ancestor quickly put away his magical power, and Pang Shanling asked in confusion: "Why?"
The ancestor smiled and said: "The other party is not too happy. Let's accept it as soon as we see fit. Otherwise, go back to the sect leader and sue me for making a fuss, and you will have to walk away with nothing to eat. There is such a big commotion in Ghost Valley, it is not easy to let go
That Gao Cheng took the initiative to show his Dharma appearance, left his lair, and appeared in the Bone Beach. Not only did the sect master take action himself, but we also used the mountain protection formation, which actually cut off its century-old cultivation. The sect master must be in a terrible mood when he returns to the mountain this time.
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Pang Shanling was a little worried. The Ghost Valley has been completely isolated from the outside world in the past two days. Although the natal lamps in the Patriarch Hall are still on, this means that there are no casualties among the monks stationed in Pima Zong Qinglu and Lanshe Town.
. But God knows whether that Gao Cheng will be so angry that he will fight to the death with the Pima Sect. The thousand-year confrontation between the Skeleton Beach and the Ghost Valley will be broken in an instant. Pang Shanling is afraid that suddenly at some moment, the Ancestral Hall will be destroyed.
This is the dismal end of one natal lamp being extinguished one after another, and the extinguishing speed will definitely be extremely fast.
When the time comes, no one can guarantee how many lamps will be left, not even the sect leader Zhu Quan or the golden elixir Du Wensi. If a war really begins, in the style of the monks of the Pi Ma Sect, it is impossible to say that the natal lamp will be extinguished first.
Yes, it is them, the great monks.
The ancestor guessed what Pang Shanling was thinking and comforted him with a smile: "This time Gao Cheng's vitality was damaged, he must be furious. This is reasonable, but there is still some good news in Guixi Valley.
The person who drew the sword earlier was none other than Pu Chun from Bailong City, and there was also the Nascent Soul Heroic Spirit who was a military general from the Shence Kingdom. He had always been at odds with Jingguan City. When the sky was broken earlier, I saw that it seemed to be intending to intervene.
Kick it. Don’t forget, there is also the Peach Grove in Ghost Valley, and the two worldly masters in that temple and temple will not let Gao Cheng kill wantonly."
To be continued...