Cangyun Mountain near Linjiang City becomes lush and green in spring. It is originally a good place for outings and outings. It is usually crowded with tourists, but this year it is in the cold and desolate, and no one dares to come. Just because people have moved to this mountain.
A fierce and domineering King of Shanyang, whose cultivation level is comparable to that of a person in the Golden Core stage of cultivation, is surrounded by a crowd of little demons, who is very majestic.
If Linjiang City was prosperous in the past few years, the monks who protected the city were wiped out. However, after the Jiang family’s crime of imprisoning children came to light, they could barely maintain their position, but their power was not as good as before. Naturally, the Shangqing took away most of the monks.
The rest have no intention of standing up for Linjiang.
Therefore, King Shanyang became more and more domineering and recently asked nearby villagers to sacrifice boys and girls.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!! Oh no, some monks came from the mountain and said they wanted to deal with us!"
King Shanyang sucked his greasy claws and broke the chicken bones under his feet: "Humph, I want to see who is willing to die and come to me to deliver rations."
It walked out of the cave with steps that it did not recognize its relatives, and saw only four monks, which were not enough to fill the gap between its teeth.
After taking a closer look, the three young newborn calves were not afraid of tigers and showed no fear on their faces. On the other hand, the older monk next to them, who was wearing the clothes of the Linjiang City Protectorate, had a look of fear on his face, but he still looked good.
Without further ado, it howled into the sky a few times, its fangs were turned out and extremely sharp, and a bloody mouth exhaled a foul smell, dripping with a mixture of saliva and blood.
The monster's whole body emitted a fierce red light, and its body grew a hundred times in size, like a hill falling from the sky. It rushed over quickly, its sharp claws shone with cold light, and it cut iron like mud.
Don't look at it. This move is a bit crude and simple. With the cultivation level of Jindan stage, this move has caused many arrogant monks to stumble.
"Ah, run quickly, run quickly -" the monk protecting the city shouted and fell to the ground in horror.
"Woo!"
But today King Shanyang was not so lucky. Before he could rush to them, a purple-haired man casually picked up the flesh of his neck and lifted it in his hand. It looked very relaxed.
It still wanted to struggle to the death. With a slight movement, the man's hand clenched like a tiger's claw. After so many years of being a demon, King Shanyang had never experienced such pain. With a "bang", after the smoke passed, it turned back into a fluffy-furred creature.
A red fox with its big fluffy tail swaying like an exploding broom.
"Tell me, if it looks so fat, does it have more meat or more hair?"
This voice is not only pleasant to the ear, but also full of laughter. Regardless of the content, it is really endearing.
But these words are really insulting to King Shanyang——
It just has a lot of meat! The real king never gains fake fat!
Yan Yiyun observed for a while: "Tsk, tsk, you can't tell. Just wet it with some water and you will know. Wash it clean and peel off the skin and bones. I haven't eaten fox meat before. Will the golden elixir version be more delicious?"
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"Eat game? You're not afraid of spoiling your stomach." Xie Lingtan glanced at her lightly.
"Isn't this a joke? We won't eat wild game to scare it!" Yan Yiyun thought that the wild fox looked dirty and must have gotten some kind of disease from eating it, so he changed his tone and interrogated, "The person you caught
What? Hand it all over! If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be stern."
"I won't return any of the chickens I stole, they were all eaten - Hey, wait, what did you say?"
It was stunned for a moment, then opened its mouth: "Human? I don't have a t0u're:n. Only women who can't help but be lonely in the mortal world can t0u're:n! Besides, I'm a male fox!"
When it speaks human language, it is indeed the voice of a teenager.
"What you say is unfounded, you prove it to us." Xie Lingtan said calmly.
King Shanyang's eyes widened, and he couldn't get out of this man's hand no matter how hard he struggled.
It is extremely wronged. Normally, it can poke a big hole in the mountain with just one claw. Is this purple potato-like monk made of iron?
The more I thought about it, the more irritated I became, and suddenly I heard a roar of laughter from above my head. It was boiling water. Take the lid off, and the fox beast became so horny that he wanted to bite off a few pieces of meat from this ignorant human being.
As a result, when it raised its head, it saw the smiling monk in snow clothes looking at it.
Tsk, his eye shape is really advantageous, a pair of round eyes without sharp angles, few whites, bright black pupils, crystal clear. Even if he doesn't smile, he looks like he is filled with clear wine, let alone watching with a smile.
When I saw you, my heart was really melted by him.
To be honest, in its long life, it has never seen such a good-looking human being. If it weren't for the smell on its body, King Shanyang would have suspected that the person in front of him was an extraordinary vixen.
"I'm not lying, I only like to eat delicious chicken, not smelly people..."
It was said a bit vigorously at first, but under Jiang Qinfeng's eyes, the voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end it turned out to be pitiful and aggrieved.
Jiang Qinfeng said to his companions: "Let's go in and take a look."
After saying this, he still remembered to pull up the monk who was still sitting on the ground and gave him a meaningful look.
The monk protecting the city looked at the backs of the three of them, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and kept mumbling: "So simple? No way, is it really that simple?"
But he regretted it so much. He just looked down on others and ridiculed these three unknown monks for a while, especially the purple-haired one. Why was he laughing at him... Oh, by the way, he knew how to imitate others at a young age.
, it’s not like dyeing a Sword God’s exclusive hair color can make them become people like the Sword God, and they also keep their friends in the castle.
But having said that, there is no other person who is so young and can easily subdue the monsters of the Golden Core stage except the Second Young Master Jiang in his impression. However, I heard that the Second Young Master Jiang has been traveling for hundreds of years due to family changes.
He eliminates demons, saves the world, and is praised by the world. There is no reason for him to appear in Linjiang City, which makes him sad.
"Forget it, let's see who they are."
The monk protecting the city dusted himself off and followed him quickly.
A hundred years have passed, Jiang Qinfeng, Xie Lingtan and Yan Yiyun have all reached Nascent Soul, and even Xu Xiaofeng is on the verge of the late stage of foundation building.
They healed spiritual creatures everywhere and restored the completely changed ecological environment to its original state. They traveled all over the three realms, and dealt with many evil spirits. They also controlled the injustices in the world. Countless people were grateful to them and regarded them as gods. They had a good reputation.
It was passed down from ten to ten, and eventually it spread throughout the world. Although Jiang Qinfeng and others were not just seeking fame and reputation, they have now naturally become well-known figures, and their reputation and reputation are not what they used to be.
To put it to the extreme, Xie Lingtan accused Gongsun Ying of betraying immortality and colluding with demonic cultivators a hundred years ago, and even though the evidence was solid, he only sentenced him to eighty years of grounding. This was still related to Gongsun Ying's reputation and prestige in the Shangqing Dynasty. If
If I correct you now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Gongsun to correct this matter.
Now that it has a well-known name, it is natural that many people will follow suit blindly.
Imitating idols has always been the unchanging hobby of people of every era.
Jiang Qinfeng is the most difficult to imitate, because he doesn't have any decoration at all. Even the simplest white clothes look elegant and dusty on him. Others who dress like this have no characteristics at all. The only one who can imitate is——
He has many spiritual pets, including a small white dog, a spirit-gathering beast, and a fire phoenix. I heard that he added a lion mount, but the problem is, it is too difficult to imitate! You can spend enough money to raise spiritual pets. Qing buy a few big houses, the kind with gardens.
It seems that Xie Lingtan is the best imitator. With his purple hair and purple eyes, one word in the crowd's mind is: dazzling. Therefore, many admirers of the sword god used a lot of dyes to dye their hair and The eyes were turned into a deep sandalwood purple, but after all, that color is not long-lasting and will fall off as soon as it comes into contact with water.
What's more, some people refer to Xie Lingtan's style when he was young and tie a small braid for themselves. This is popular in the streets and alleys, and is also called Lingtan braid or Lingtan head.
Therefore, when the monks at the city guard saw Xie Lingtan, they just said: dismissive.
The dyeing is quite lifelike. Today's young people spend a lot of money imitating people.
Jiang Qinfeng released the little white dog from the bracelet and let it sniff carefully.
"Woof woof~"
The little guy is so chubby and adorable that King Shanyang's mouth is watering.
"There's really no one there. They're all chickens and rabbits. Why are they all cooked?"
Jiang Qinfeng asked Jiang Xiaoyou, the little fire phoenix, to fly to the top of the cave and light up everything. Many unenlightened foxes were squatting in the corner, watching them silently. There was a quietly burning bonfire next to it. The stolen firewood, rice, oil and salt were scattered all over the floor, along with chicken bones.
King Shanyang looked surprised at the beauty's face and raised his tail: "My cooking skills are not as good as those in the palace. You didn't expect it, did you? Do you want to eat it? But after eating it, you have to stay in the cave with me - —Hiss, it hurts so much! Why are your hands so heavy? I’ll just say a few words!”
"To remind you of your current situation, stop being glib." Xie Lingtan said coldly.
Yan Yiyun wandered around and released the panda Manman. The little guy was very good at finding things, and he dug out a dirty box from an unknown nook and cranny.
"What is this?" she asked, "Is there any mechanism?"
"There's nothing in here! There's nothing!" The fire fox turned over and over in Xie Lingtan's hand. He couldn't get out of it and almost cried sadly.
Inside are the belongings he finally saved.
"What kind of treasure do you think it is, just some pills? Damn, Xiaolong can rub a lot every day. Even if it's not good, Xu Xiaofeng can rub a few in a day." Yan Yiyun sighed.
The box really contained only some third- and fourth-grade soul-boosting elixirs, as well as some fine silver that was common among humans.
"You, the king of the mountain, must be a bit shabby. Your life is like this. Why do you ask the villagers to sacrifice boys and girls?"
King Shanyang hummed: "You care about me..."
"Say it again?" Yan Yiyun threatened with the fragile-looking box in his hand.
"Come here and comb my tail, my tail is all knotted!"
It endured the shame, and such humiliation made it tremble all over.
"Why are you laughing? This is the tradition of our clan. The nine-tailed empress of our fox clan has found nine handsome and extraordinary male pets for her - "
"give her?"
“Specially comb the tail fur separately!”
Jiang Qinfeng: "..."
Forget it, don’t argue with your children.
"Then, this matter is settled, let's go? Xiaofeng and Lion are still at the castle guard."
When he picked up the little white dog, Jiang Xiaoyou slid down onto his shoulders. Both little guys asked Jiang Qinfeng for affection, so he randomly took out a few second-grade elixirs and fed them to them like desserts.
The majestic King Shanyang's eyes widened.
Why.
Why is it so free and envious of that poor spiritual pet that has lost its freedom!
Xie Lingtan finally let it go, and suddenly let go, with a snap, the red fox fell to the ground on its butt, grinning in pain and not daring to look directly at this weird purple sweet potato monk.
That purple-haired monk is really scary.
It doesn't even have the guts to retaliate.
The monk in white clothes is even more terrifying.
Because not only does it not want revenge, it also wants to rush over and enjoy the depraved life of a spiritual pet.
Xie Lingtan pursed her lips: "Wait a minute, Xiaofeng, look at this box. Is there anything weird about it?"
"Huh?" Jiang Qinfeng carefully looked at the box used by King Shanyang to collect treasures.
This box is neither wood nor iron, nor gold nor jade. Even if you use spiritual energy to clean it, it cannot be cleaned. No matter how you clean it, it will always be dirty.
"It's made of clay."
Xie Lingtan took it, and a cluster of sparks suddenly ignited in his palm. This was no ordinary fire, but a celestial fire that even Chai Jingyan could not resist.
The square box slowly melted in his hands, turning into a puddle of shapeless mud, but it was not worthless mud, and it glowed faintly.
Nuwa clay.
This treasure once appeared in the system as a prop card, but Jiang Qinfeng did not choose it at that time. Now, by chance, even a sneaky fox can encounter it.
"Great, with this thing, the little lion can finally be a good man." Yan Yiyun clicked his tongue.
Before leaving, Jiang Qinfeng thought that since he had taken other people's things, it would be better to leave some reward, so he gave it some spices and meat.
The silent monk protecting the city next to him asked puzzledly: "Why do you carry so many things on you?"
"When I was rescuing spiritual creatures before, I took a look...the spices were given by the leader of the wind llama, and the wild boar was given by the thunderhorn wolf. There were too many to remember. Anyway, the magic weapon can be kept fresh, so I collected them all.
Got off."
Jiang Qinfeng was still thinking about how to properly dispose of these things, and this time it happened to be used in exchange for Nuwa mud.
Over the years, they have traveled all over the country, rescued spiritual creatures, and completed tasks. The third main line has been completed, and all the related places in the Lingbao Realm and the Kaihuang Realm have been closed, so they returned to Shangqing at this time to finish the last few items and happened to pass by.
Linjiang City.
Time has left almost no trace on talented people like them. Their appearance has basically not changed. They still look young and beautiful. Only Xie Lingtan has grown taller and has become more oppressive.
The monk protecting the city saw that Jiang Qinfeng had a nose and eyes when he said it, and wondered: "It's like learning this..."
The main reason is that there are so many people who imitate Jiang Qinfeng and Xie Lingtan. Not to mention, there is a lifelike one in the city guard station even from far away.
After they warned King Shanyang, they set off back to the castle.
Before the Jiang family's incident, Linjiang City's fortress had an unparalleled reputation. After the incident, it became a place for several young men from aristocratic families to show off their power.
Jiang Qinfeng had just walked to the door of the hall when he heard a commotion inside.
"I'm going to ride it! I'm going to ride it!" A young and energetic voice sounded.
"Ouch——" is the angry roar of the little lion.
They hurriedly walked in. At first glance, they saw that it was an astonishing mess. It was a complete mess. Tables, chairs and benches were staggered here and there. Even the plaque that read "Supreme Purity without Desire" fell to the ground and cracked into two pieces.
The monks protecting the city hurriedly stopped him: "Master Qin, Master Qin, don't be impulsive. What if you hurt yourself?"
Jiang Qinfeng was slightly startled when he saw the young man making trouble.
Familiar, so familiar.
This Mr. Qin also wore snow-clad clothes and black hair, a ponytail, a jade crown, and a golden bracelet on his right hand. He looked like an ordinary monk from the Tianwu Sect in the upper realm of the Qing Dynasty.
He learned in more detail, for example, there was a lively little white dog at his feet, and a plump little fire phoenix on his shoulders.
Jiang Qinfeng quickly grabbed the little lion to prevent him from actually demolishing the already dilapidated castle in a rage.
No wonder Master Qin wants this lion so much.
It would be perfect if you have it.
"Hey, you're all well-equipped?"
When Jiang Qinfeng looked at Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin was also looking at him.
"Hmm... It's just so so. I don't pay attention to details at first glance. Do you see the jade crown that Snow Soul Immortal is wearing? Jade crown!"
He pointed at his hair crown, suppressing the jealousy in his heart, and looked at Jiang Qinfeng critically.
"Who doesn't know that when the Snow Soul Immortal killed the demons of Ningzhou, the jade crown he wore on his head was said to be blood-stained white jade crown, and the wind blew the Ningzhou flag. You were wearing a pearl crown. This is wrong, this is not right.
reduction!"
Jiang Qinfeng, who was accused of not being able to restore himself enough: "...Oh."
Today when I was tying my hair, I accidentally picked up Brother Xie's hair crown by mistake.
The other monks who protected the city remembered that they went out to capture King Shanyang, and when they saw Jiang Qinfeng empty-handed, they knew that they had returned without success, and they increasingly concluded that they were just another group of people who followed the trend and imitated the Snow Soul Immortal Lord.
So in order to flatter Young Master Qin, the monks chirped and said, "Yes, when it comes to imitating Immortal Snow Soul, Young Master Qin is the most similar."
The voice of the old monk who had seen their true strength was drowned in the noisy environment.
Mr. Qin said proudly: "The only thing you can compare with me is that you have a white lion. Tell me and make a price."
"Pfft." Yan Yiyun couldn't help it anymore and didn't stop this little guy from spouting off nonsense because he thought it was too funny.
"You! What are you laughing at? Eh-you?! Wonderful!"
Mr. Qin was going to scold Yan Yiyun for not knowing etiquette. He glanced at Xie Lingtan who was silent next to him. Wow, perfect purple hair, perfect purple eyes——
Even the terrifying temperament is almost the same as that of the legendary sword god!
"Brother, are you this guy's bodyguard? Good guy, this hair and eyes are so lifelike. Come on, come on, Xie Lingmu, come up."
Mr. Qin waved, and sure enough, he summoned a purple-haired attendant. In addition to being a pirated Snow Soul Immortal Lord, this guy also made a pirated Xie Sword God.
The two stood together. Xie Lingmu was a head and a half shorter than Xie Lingtan. He looked pitiful, not to mention his appearance and demeanor. It really became the difference between ordinary wood and Lingtan fairy wood.
It was probably because of this cruel comparison that Mr. Qin couldn't stand it. He snorted and turned to ask Jiang Qinfeng: "How can you sell this bodyguard?"
How can you sell this bodyguard...
How can you sell this bodyguard...
Sell……
"This, this, really can't be sold."
Jiang Qinfeng felt that he was not injured when he went up the mountain to slay demons today, but that he would suffer internal injuries from this living treasure.
"Oh...he's not your bodyguard? Did you imitate them separately, not as a team?"
Group? I’m still debuting.
Jiang Qinfeng was speechless.
Yan Yiyun held up his forehead: "Let's be honest, he is the Snow Soul Immortal Lord you call him, and this guard is Xie Lingtan."
The crowd was silent for a while, then burst into bursts of loud laughter.
"Hahahaha, you didn't even bring back King Shanyang, but you still have the nerve to brag! Just imitate. Now there are no people imitating them in the three realms and the seven great countries. You have to say that you are them!"
"Pfft hahahahahaha, he is the Snow Soul Immortal Lord, and he is the Xie Sword God. Do you want to say that you are Huang Yutian Ji Yan Yiyun, and the two who just went out to buy medicinal materials are the Xu family siblings, the masters of wonderful medicine?"
"If nothing else, and you don't ask about the relationship between Xuehun Immortal Lord and Linjiang City, he will never return to this sad place in his life!"
Yan Yiyun: "...Xie Lingtan, if you don't care about them, you will laugh to death if you don't care about them anymore."
Before Xie Lingtan could speak, Mr. Qin suddenly winked, and the guard Xie Lingmu released a water-washing spell. He was of low cultivation, and even using a low-level spell was confusing, and he even suffered disaster.
"brush--"
Water poured in.
The fake Xie Lingtan's hair is not purple at all, the color has naturally faded and her clothes have turned into deep purple.
Really, Xie Lingtan...
Mr. Qin looked at the monks who were protecting the city in confusion, and they all saw great doubts in each other's eyes.
"He, his hair...why doesn't it fade?"
"Yes, why doesn't his hair fade?"
Jiang Qinfeng: Who knows why Xie Lingtan’s hair is fading.
Seeing the dumbfounded and shocked look of these people, he guessed that it was finally time to calm down. Just when he was about to speak, Mr. Qin came up and winked.
"Tell me, where did you dye it? Let me introduce it."
Chapter completed!