The breeze was calm and the sky clouds were rolling. Hun Xiaotian and Senior Brother Lu followed the crowd towards a barren mountain. The South China Sea was originally a barren land. The young disciples of various sects did not know where the so-called Twelve Finger Mountains were.
The closer we get to the depths of this desolation, the harder it becomes to fly in the air, so we have no choice but to move forward on foot.
Suddenly, the disciples in front stopped, and the crowd became a little restless. The ancient and abandoned bluestone mountain road came to an end beside an old pine tree. A not too deep mountain stream appeared in front of the mountain road. The weather was originally sunny, but inside the mountain stream
But the mist is floating and shrouded in mist.
Hun Xiaotian and Senior Brother Lu also came to the old pine tree and saw a mossy mountain stone buried beside the pine tree with three words "Liuyun Stream" written on it.
Lu Kouchuan said to Hun Xiaotian: "It seems that this Twelve Fingers Mountain is not without merit, at least it is a bit of a test."
Hearing a cold snort, a disciple picked up the magic weapon and flew over. However, the next moment, the disciple fell straight down as if struck by lightning.
At this time, a deep voice sounded from deep in the valley.
"If you want to find Shizhi Mountain, you must pass by Liuyun Stream."
Many disciples looked at each other. Many disciples who originally had no hope in this trip suddenly became interested.
While everyone was still whispering, the black figure jumped down from the bluestone.
There was silence among the crowd for a moment, and several people immediately jumped down.
Lu Kouchuan pinched his fingers and made serious calculations, his careless expression turned pale instantly.
"Junior brother, our trip... will be very dangerous."
Damn your grandma's legs, don't think I don't understand your tricks of cheating and deception. Hun Xiaotian ignored his panic look, walked slowly a few steps to the bluestone, narrowed his eyes, and jumped down.
"Why."
Lu Kouchuan's hand stopped in the air. He didn't expect him to be so determined. He immediately followed up and jumped down.
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In Dading, the Central Plains, all sects and sects began to cultivate their health. Not long ago, the differentiation of the territory of the Barbarian Territory also had its final destination. Several other major sects in the Central Plains were not interested in the desolate land. In the end, most of the land in the Barbarian Territory was occupied by the King of Heaven.
Zong fought over it, and only a few mountain ranges to the north were assigned to Qi Dian.
Originally, the transformation of beasts in the barbarian realm did not attract much attention, but it became more and more serious. In addition to blood wolves, more ferocious beasts also mutated. Major sects sent young people to experience strangulation. Currently,
It had no impact on the Central Plains.
At this time, in the Sanqing Hall of Xishu Jianshan, Master Yuxing was sitting at the top of the throne, and all the other six peaks were also present.
Master Yuxing said: "Junior sister, can that matter be arranged properly?"
Master Mo Zhu looked bright and clear, saying, "Senior brother, everything has been arranged."
Master Yuxing nodded lightly and said: "Juniors and sisters, Master Xianyou has been gone for a hundred years. He once told me to take over as the leader when necessary. However, my qualifications are dull and I have been wandering around the Shangqing realm for these years.
, I really don’t have the guts to take on such a big responsibility.”
After hearing what he said, all six people sitting down stood up. According to the rules of the West Shu Jianshan Sect, anyone who takes over the position of leader must reach the realm of the highest level of cultivation. Although Master Yuxing meets this requirement, previous leaders have taken over the position.
At that time, the cultivation of martial arts was in the realm of Taiqing, but Zhenren Yuxing had a gentle temperament and was kind to others. During his period as acting head, the disciples were harmonious and the inheritance of techniques was orderly. From the first to the youngest, the disciples of Qifeng were all in good condition.
He was very convinced. Although he did not officially take over the position of leader, he was no different from the leader.
Li Dongyang said: "Senior brother, you are too modest."
Master Yuxing waved his hand and said: "This time when I returned from being imprisoned in Wushan, I have gained a lot of insights, so I summoned several junior brothers here today to discuss the matter of seclusion with you."
The six people sitting down looked at each other and were all very happy.
"Congratulations, senior brother."
Master Yuxing waved his hand and said: "I have such a plan. Junior Brother Li will take over the position of acting head, with five junior brothers assisting me. I wonder if the junior brothers and sisters have any objections?"
The six people said in unison:
"We have no objections. We will definitely assist Senior Brother Li in taking care of the internal affairs until Senior Brother comes out of seclusion in triumph."
Master Yuxing nodded and smiled: "In this case, I feel relieved."
Master Yuxing looked in the direction of Master Mozhu again and said, "Junior sister, that matter is of great importance. You must pay more attention to it."
"Yes, senior brother."
…
fuyuan mountain
Fly to the foot of the peak
A monk stands under the gray tiles, with a blue bird eaves and a bronze bell hanging diagonally. On the stone wall behind him, there is a statue of Bodhisattva and a string of obscure Buddhist mantras carved on it. The green mountains are bleak, and red leaves are falling under his eyes. His gaze
Look deeply into the distance.
There are no prayer beads in my hands and no cassocks on my body.
"It is said that Buddha can end life and death and end delusion and suffering, but the more I study, the more confused I become, and the more I understand, the more suffering I get."
He stared at the distant mountains for a long, long time.
"No matter how many reincarnations we go through in this world, the mountain will still be the same mountain, the wind will still be the same wind, and the leaves will still be the same. They are just people, no longer human beings!"
"Uncle, the meditation room is ready."
The young novice's submissive voice interrupted his thoughts, and then, two monks, one large and one small, walked towards the depths of the back mountain.
…
Xuanyao Ji is the most special sect among the eighteen sects in the Four Mountains. There are only a few dozen disciples in the sect, and they never participate in the battles between other sects, so they are very popular. The merit arches that each sect attaches great importance to are also built by their own hands.
Because we are fair and impartial in our work, our rankings are highly trusted by the world.
Although everyone knows that the surname of Xuanyaoji's sect is Li, no one has seen his true face, because this person wears an iron mask all year round, even when sleeping, so outsiders have not known Xuanyaoji's name for so many years.
The owner of the door changed several times.
Li Changye picked up the teacup and blocked it with his long sleeve. After a while, the tea inside was empty. Li Chichi liked to pour tea for his father and also liked to watch his father drink tea, especially the action just now that she had watched for more than ten years.
It felt very strange, and the water was so empty without hearing any sound.
"Dad, it's not fair."
Li Chichi saw that he was not among the ten portraits that had been selected on the desk, and shouted out in protest. Li Changye knew his daughter's thoughts, and chuckled: "What a pity! You can only choose ten people for the beauty list.
, if you can choose eleven people, it will be your turn."
Of course, Li Chichi was not willing to admit his thoughts easily, so he argued: "Look, dad, it doesn't matter if the daughter of the head of the Green Track Wilderness is on the list. The ice girl in this far north land is almost a hundred years old."
!Can this also be on the list?”
Li Changye shook his head: "Hey, in dad's eyes, she is a first-class beauty. Women on the Immortal List can be ranked regardless of their age. If she doesn't go up, who will go up?"
"Then, that, that...and this one, this person only shows his face? Can this one be included too?"
"With dad's eyesight, it's enough to see half of the face."
"Dad, how do you know she has a beautiful mouth? What if she is ugly?"
"Dad said, if you can be ranked eleventh, if any of them don't want to be on the list, you will have a chance."
Li Chichi murmured dissatisfiedly: "Who could be so stupid and unwilling to be on the list?"
"Okay, dad still wants to plan the Nanming martial arts competition in three years' time. You can go and do your work!"
"yes……"
…
Hun Xiaotian didn't expect that this mountain stream would be so deep. The steep mountain was retreating quickly in front of his ears. He used his thin spiritual power to cope with the protruding sharp rocks under his feet. After a long time, he still had no intention of bottoming out, so he had to
The few remaining spiritual energy circulated to the meridians of his right hand, and struck the flying boulder with a palm. The boulder shattered, and he also slowed down the speed of his body's fall, and so on, until the surrounding scenery was completely dark, and only three layers were left.
All the power of the God and Demon Arms was exhausted. Just when he was panicking and not knowing how to deal with it, there was a crash, and his body came into contact with the ground and fell to the bottom of the stream.
He climbed up with difficulty and found that there was no trace of anyone else around him. He must have fallen somewhere else.
He didn't expect that the bottom of the stream was so dark and foggy, making it difficult to tell the direction.
He felt the direction of the wind, and based on his many years of experience living in the mountains, he walked in the direction of the breeze.
After walking for a while, Hun Xiaotian thought to himself: "This mountain stream obviously has some kind of restriction, which greatly suppresses other disciples. Why don't I feel this way? Is it because my realm is too low?"
After walking a little further, Hun Xiaotian rejected his own judgment. He felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead water. "Is this fog poisonous?"
He shook his head. He had seen many kinds of miasma. There was no record of this kind of fog in Master Du's "Wucao Baihua Jing". It should be a special restriction in this mountain stream.
He simply sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and started to move the Vajra Prajna Sutra. In this way, no matter how much time passed, Hun Xiaotian became a little distracted. In the background of his mother's departure, his grandfather forced him to practice kung fu, and that person was
The little girl who was bullied, and the miserable scenes on the Prisoner Wu Mountain at the top of the Barbarian Territory reappeared in his mind over and over again. Big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Not long after, Mr. E and E Gong left the cave.
My figure is getting clearer and clearer.
"Child, you must avenge us."
Egong repeated this sentence over and over again.
"Child, you are in too much pain, let go of your hatred!"
Hun Ming's words also rang in his ears, and Hun Xiaotian burst into tears, "Oh, Master, I can't let go, I can't let go."
"Let it go! My child, as long as you live, let it go!"
"Um, Lord, I can't let go, I really can't let go."
The blood rushed to his heart, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and Hun Xiaotian threw his head back and fell down.
"With such deep obsession, this person cannot enter the mountain."
"Huh? This is it?"
Not long after, Hun Xiaotian felt his mind became clear, and the Soul-fixing Pearl in his body started to move on its own.
He shook his frozen fingers and climbed up with difficulty: "It seems that I underestimated this stream, and it actually messed up my mind."
At this moment, something strange happened, and a strong palm wind struck from his back. By the time he noticed it, it was already half a step too late. With a muffled sound, he was hit and flew several feet away.
Qi Nanying’s sinister face came out of the darkness,
"Boy, I'll ask you three questions. If one of you is dishonest, this will be your burial place."
Hun Xiaotian spat out a large mouthful of blood. He couldn't see the other person, but he knew who it was from the sound. The shock caused his internal organs to dislocate and his spiritual power to collapse. If he wanted to kill himself, he was afraid that he would already be a corpse.
.
I heard from Senior Brother Lu that Qi Nanying's current cultivation level should be second only to Qin Zhizhi's existence. If he completely absorbed his father's skills, he should be stronger than the latter. What should we do?
Qi Nanying said: "First question, I am sure that you are from the Barbarian Territory, tell me which clan you are from."
"Second, what is your relationship with Qin Liaozhi?"
"Last one, what kind of magic weapon do you and your senior brother Lu have?" This chapter has been completed!