Ziluo Gorge is located in the mountains, dangerous and towering. It is as straight as a knife cut between the mountains, smooth and without a slope, with three hundred feet up and down. Looking up, it is just like a pillar of heaven. You can see white clouds and mist halfway up and down. On occasion, there are sunny days, and there are pine forests on the mountainside.

Like a faint purple aura that enveloped Ziluo Gorge, flying up four hundred feet, you can see that there was no mountain top on Ziluo Gorge, and a platform appeared like a sword slashing horizontally.

Several miles wide, there are thousands of different kinds of osmanthus trees covered with golden millet, with a rich aroma that covers the whole mountain. At first glance, the flowers are like the sea, competing for strangeness and embellishment. What is even more incredible is that there is a warm spring in the center of the platform, flowing in the sea of ​​flowers, either hidden or visible, hidden in it.

In the center, there is a palace composed of white jade pillars. Surrounding the palace are rows of corridors and small gardens isolated from the corridor. As soon as you walk in, you will see that the ground is covered with warm jade. On both sides of the corridor, there are strange flowers and swaying. Every short section, there is a pavilion, jade tables and stone benches in the pavilion, and silver wine glasses and wine pots are placed on it.

At this moment, a young man was sitting in a small pavilion and meditating. He casually hung his long hair to the ground, and even spread it directly on the warm white jade.

He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was nothing but a blue dress on his body. However, a white treasure light appeared outside his skin, making him not very special in appearance and also had a more pleasing and cheerful look!

The moonlight is like water, and the mountain looks like a dream. It looks like a purple cloud, among the fairy clouds and apricot mist. I saw the jade tower and the waterfalls and the springs hidden in it.

There was no magic weapon on this young man, but the treasure light was even brighter and overflowed. This light was pure and flawless, and it shone with the moonlight in the sky, like two bright moons.

At this time, the boy had been sitting quietly for seven days, and felt that his body was full, as if it was there or not. There was a clear stream above the darkness, like a colorful rain of flowers and rain, sprinkled on his head, and his body was cool, like drinking nectar, with an empty mind, and knew that he had reached the Taiqing Purple Palace, causing the Holy Dew to descend. If he could always do this, he would not be far away from becoming a Taiqing Heavenly Immortal.

At this moment, in the southern sky, a purple light shone clouds and controlled the energy, as fast as lightning, and its light had touched the range of the mountain. But immediately, purple light appeared slightly on the peak, and then purple air rose and flew in mist. The towering sky pillar peak was covered by purple clouds, and the sound of wind and thunder appeared faintly.

The purple light circling outside and couldn't get close.

The boy opened his eyes and saw a golden light flowing in his eyes for a moment, but then a pair of deep and empty eyes appeared. His heart moved at will, and the refining of the Nascent Soul had stopped, and the Taiqing Holy Dew disappeared without falling.

He looked at the purple light outside, and with a move, Zixia immediately cracked a gap. The purple light quickly descended and fell on his hand.

The purple light disappeared, and a golden leaf appeared. There was a symbolic seal on it. When the young man pointed, the leaf immediately turned into a purple light again, and fell to the ground, and a middle-aged Taoist appeared.

He knelt down on the ground and made a voice: "Disciple Liu Hede greeted Master. His disciple was practicing with peace of mind on earth. Unexpectedly, there was a disaster in his fate. A demon invited his disciple to join him. As a disciple of Zixia Sect, Master Feng Xian's disciple, how could he change his principles to join other disciples? The demon could not persuade him. He suddenly attacked and wanted to refine his disciple's Yuanying and become one of the seventy-two Shura gods and demons he practiced. His disciple's magic power was so weak that he could not resist it. He could only fight to death. When the master's heavenly kindness was no longer rewarded, he could only ask Master for peace before parting!"

After saying that, the purple light faded and slowly returned to its original leaf. It was only when the wind blew, and it immediately turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

Feng Xian watched the leaves disappear, and the Zixia Cave of this sect focused on the immortal path. The essence was to be practiced in the Zifu Yuanying. Although this sect is the foundation of the immortal path, if it can be achieved, its natural magic power will be mysterious, but before it is achieved, this sect lacks magic weapons and magic. In terms of combat, it is indeed lacking.

This is related to the Taiqing Demon Fu Bao Record, which is the same volume as the Taiqing Yuan Sutra, so Feng Xian had to order this outer disciple to hide the light and hide his light. Before the Shaoqing Yuan Sutra was completed, he should not reveal his whiteness. Before leaving, he gave a Taiqing Leaf Talisman to protect himself, which was enough to defend against ordinary magic attacks.

However, the Taiqing Leaf Talisman has turned into ashes, and it is obvious that the enemy has exceeded its defense ability. When it is about to collapse, this disciple would rather know that he is not lucky enough to return it to the letter of return.

There are very few disciples in the Zixia Cave Palace in this sect, only four people. The sister Crystal Fairy has accumulated merits and has not returned. The maid of the Red Tassel is only a thousand years old and cannot go out. Only Liu Hede, the only one of his disciples, can enter the house and inherit the Zixia Cave Palace just after he has cultivated the Qingyuan Sutra.

This person is loyal, honest, upright and resolute, smart inside and profound outside. No matter how small his words and actions are, he is calm and deeds. He is really a good material for practicing Taoism. Thinking of his past respectfulness and smiles, he is now suffering from such a great disaster, and even his soul may not be preserved. Even with Feng Xian's merits, he cannot help but have murderous intentions.

This murderous intent was contrary to his usual state of mind. Feng Xian immediately knew that he was a smart person, and with a flash of inspiration, he knew where the origin was. He had already understood the Taiqing Yuan Sutra, but only lacked the heat. He had just caused Taiqing Shengde to descend. Even if he did not practice the Zixia Sutra of the Purple Gorge and the White Feathers ascend to the sky, it was just around the corner.

In this way, the demons will block the heavenly tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation will come. In the Zi Luo Tianmao, which is known as the Immortal Modu, there is also the treasure of the Zixia Heavenly Tribulation Thunder of the Sect. If you don’t come out, you can really compete with all the external catastrophes of heaven.

So, the flow of causes and conditions affected his only disciple Liu Hede to lead him out.

In an instant, Feng Xianming understood the true intention of this disaster. If he really didn't come out, he would concentrate on practicing regardless of his disciple's life or death, and would only be able to ascend to the celestial immortal for thirty years, without fear of the devil's catastrophe.

But if you go out, the nine heavenly tribulations and the heavenly demons will hit you in waves.

Stay or leave? Feng Xian had a thought, and a sneer appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand, and the precious light flowed in his hand, and his essential strength immediately aroused the will to destroy all foreign enemies.

"Whether it is heaven or demon, do you want to be enemies with me? If you want to fight, I will fight! It depends on how many tricks you have to use?" Even heaven or demon is restricted by rules and cannot use its power infinitely. There are only three things that can be done.

First, it is to insult the mind in an internal way, causing it to become abnormal. Second, it is to pull the cause and condition, making other people who practice immortals and demons become enemies. This is called killing people with a knife. Third, it is to descend to heavenly thunder and force it to destroy it.

Now that the disaster has actually encountered his beloved disciple, he knows that going out will inevitably lead to many twists and turns, Feng Xian still made up his mind to go out and touch this net!

Feng Xian stood under the moon for a long time, waiting for his determination to be calm, unshakable, and without any rashness, before he called: "Hongying, are you here?"

"I don't know what the decree is there?"

A sound appeared on the flower field with the colors of the sea. Then, a clear light floated out and floated in front of Feng Xian. The light retreated, revealing a woman, wearing red clothes and skin like snow, kneeling on the ground.

"Listen, I have something to come out. When I get out, you will immediately launch the 81st layer of the Zi Luo Tianmao Ban. Except for me and Crystal Fairy, everyone else, if the dissuasion is ineffective, kill him and imprison his soul. Listen to me in the future!"

"Yes!" Hongying asked again: "Whoever?"

"No, no matter who it is!"

Feng Yi shook his hand and heard a thunder sound in the palace in the center. Three purple rainbows, which were as bright as lightning, as if they were spiritual, time and time, the rainbow flew and lightning, and the changes were endless.

"I have cooperated with the Ziluo Heavenly Cover and activated three heavenly tribulation thunders. Two combinations. Even the Daluo Heavenly Cover is not easy to ask for!" When Feng Xian was talking, a layer of purple fire had burned in the Ziluo Heavenly Cover. The entire mountain peak immediately enveloped the sea of ​​fire. At the same time, a green peak with a height of about a foot, exquisite and steep, and the brilliant treasures emerged from the ground, emitting a green light.

Hongying looked at it and couldn't help but be amazed. The purple fire is named Modu, and there are always as many as 81 layers. The five elements are complete, mutually generated and restrained, and there are many changes. They form the world and isolate all things. Once activated, they will never be eliminated unless they stop. The purple fire just now belongs to the heavenly fire and can be refined into the immortal mortal. In addition to the heavenly tribulation thunder, it can indeed be said that even the Daluo Heavenly Immortal cannot get it.

Usually, the Ziluo Heavenly Cover only has seven layers, which makes Ziluo Gorge as stable as a mountain.

"What are you still thinking? Why don't you go and control the Cuiyu Peak?" A purple light came out from Feng Xian's hand. As soon as the Cuiyu Peak was exposed, it immediately emitted a purple light.

"Yes!" Hongying hurriedly went up. This Cuiyu Peak was the magic weapon to control the Ziluo Tianmao. In fact, it was the incarnation of this Ziluo Mountain Gorge. Usually, only Feng Xian can control it, and she cannot stick to her hands.

Hongying stretched out her hand and also emitted a green light. The green jade peak was exposed to green light and made a slight sound. The green light began to spread from the top of the mountain. After a while, it extended to the foot of the mountain.

When the green light completely spread outside the Cuiyu Peak, I saw a layer of purple light inside and a layer of green light outside. The two lights were not mixed, and it was clearly visible that the light flowed, which was very magnificent.

"Okay, Cuiyu Peak is under your control." Feng Xian saw that Hongying looked pale. Although it was not long just now, it obviously consumed her huge magic power, so he said: "I know it is a embarrassment to you to control the entire Zi Luo Tianmao, but there is no way. Now you are the only one in my sect, so you can do it! "

"What the master said? Let's not say that the master has orders, Hongying will naturally obey. Even if he wants to repay the master's great favor for saving him, his disciples will never say goodbye!" Hongying took a few breaths, and her pale face improved. She raised her head and said seriously.

She was originally a thousand-year-old ginseng essence that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so she had her own wisdom. However, it was precisely because she was a thousand-year-old ginseng essence that she could achieve five hundred years of Taoism after eating it, so she became an immortal-quality spiritual medicine in the eyes of both good and evil sects.

Last time she met two sword immortals, discovered her spiritual energy, and set up a magic circle to capture her. Although she is a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, how can she resist the magic circle of immortals? She was about to turn into a pill in someone else's furnace, but when she met Feng Xian, she rescued her and transplanted her to the vicinity of the spiritual spring in Ziluo Mountain Gorge.

In Ziluo Mountain Gorge, there is no foreign invasion and also nourishing spiritual energy. For Hongying, it is really a blessing in the world, so he is very grateful to Feng Xian.

"However, if you give Cuiyu Peak completely to you, you can control the huge spiritual energy in the whole mountain. This spiritual energy absorbs the essence of the sun, moon and stars, and sucks the earth's veins and marrow down. I believe it can further help you practice!" Feng Xian smiled: "And, except for the Zixia Heavenly Sutra in this palace, you can read all the other Taoist secrets."

"No, no, my responsibility is for me to do this. Even if I can repay my kindness, how dare I peek at the secret script of the sect leader, the immortals?" Hongying shook his hand quickly.

"Hongying, you are wrong. You are my disciple and have the right to read the secrets of my disciples. It's just that you are practicing genitals and practicing genitals, which is different from others, so you have not taught you. However, you are not restricted from reading. It's just that you are too careful in your daily life and never enter the alchemy room. Now you have controlled Cuiyu Peak, and some things should be learned. Although our practice is different from yours, I believe you will also gain benefits from it." Feng Xian continued: "The reason why I restrict you from reading the Zixia Heavenly Sutra is because this sutra itself is a powerful magic weapon. If you can't watch it forcibly, you will suffer from it. Moreover, you are using genitals and spiritual sutra. I can't predict what happened."

"Yes! The sect leader is so kind, Hongying has always known it!" Hearing such thoughtful words, although Hongying is a ginseng spirit and has no human feelings, her eyes still cannot help but turn red.

"I think about it. You have always been cautious and generally don't go out. I also believe that the power of the Zi Luo Tianmao is that the only thing that is worrying about is that the heavenly demon changes me or the crystal fairy. If you ask you to open the door, you must use the Haotian Mirror to see the true or false." Feng Xian paused: "Actually, I can open the door by myself. Most of the people who ask you to open the door are undoubtedly fake. Also, my disciple Liu Hede is in a disaster, and there may be evil demons using his soul to open the door, which is unreasonable."

"Yes! Hongying understands."

"Then I'll entrust it to you!" Feng Xian thought for a while, and felt that there was no big mistake, so he nodded. A treasure light flashed on his body, and a few more lights flew out of the palace. The two phases merged, and a slight thunder sound turned into a purple light, as fast as lightning, and rushed out of the purple sky cover.

There is a scholarly family in Guiyang County, Guizhou. The previous term was once the Minister of Rites. This is also an official of the third rank. Although he cannot be said to be a clean official, he is also loyal to his duties and has no trouble to the people.

His son Zhao Hede was born smart. He became a scholar at the age of fourteen and a juren at the age of seventeen. He also had the legacy of his father. His career was already open. Unexpectedly, he never went to Beijing to take the exam, and he did not seek official affairs. He married a wife, gave birth to two sons and one daughter, and practiced Taoism sincerely at home.

In a flash, it was thirty years since the second son, one of the two sons had passed the imperial examination and was now released from the prefect of Liaoyang Prefecture. It was a young man, and the second son was also passed the imperial examination and was now studying in the institution of the prefecture.

During these thirty years, the Zhao family had more than 8,000 mu of fertile land, and the family was well-off. They only collected one-tenth of the land rent for tenants, which was lower than the current statutory tax of the court. They usually built roads and bridges and opened porridge to help the cold. It is said that the Zhao family was a family of good deeds and would be blessed by gods and Buddhas.

Unexpectedly, a fire broke out in the Zhao family overnight. Not only was the home burned, but more than 30 people were also burned to death, and all the grandson, who was only four years old, were burned to death, and the bones remained.

Since the Zhao family was a family of officials, this incident alarmed the local government, and all the two sons of the Zhao family were faked to return home, especially the second son of Zhao Hede, who had his son died, was even more sad and angry.

When Feng Xian arrived, it was only the next morning, and it was only an hour before the fire burned. The local government had already discovered that a large number of people were investigating here.

The so-called immortal path does not reveal the mortal world. Feng Xian did not go inside to check it immediately, but just looked outside for a while.

"Oh my God, I heard that there were no bones burning inside!"

"Yes, yes! Even the 4-year-old child was burned to death!"

"Who set the fire? Even the children won't let go?"

"Oh, God is so eyeless!"

"Yes, such a sage Zhao Dashan was burned to death and he didn't even escape!"

Feng Xian was wearing a blue dress and listened coldly to the people watching, without saying a word. Although he did not check it on the spot, just relying on the residual magic power fluctuations, Feng Xian understood that this was the famous Yin Fire Soul Refining in the Demon Sect.

Feng Xian lowered his eyes. Since he knew this, he naturally had a way to find their traces. Feng Xian believed that he was not a reasoning master and did not have any evidence. Anyone who practiced this kind of Yin Fire would take down all of them. In Taoism, there were not many people who had such Yin Fire. They would rather kill them by mistake than let them go. They would definitely find the real murderer.

The question is, why did they find Zhao Hede? How did they know that Zhao Hede has achieved success in his cultivation and has cultivated the Nascent Soul? There is no doubt that Zhao Hede must have leaked something, but even if Zhao Hede is leaked, it is limited to a few people who are extremely close to him.

It must be the person who was extremely close, either unintentionally leaked or intentionally colluded with the Demon Sect. Moreover, if this person was not his two sons, he would be from here.

Thinking of this, Feng Xian’s idea was roughly clear.

Also, what are they trying to do? First, of course, they asked Zhao Hede to join their sect, but this possibility is very low, because the Demon Sect and Taoist Sect have their own inheritance, and the sects are even more people who inherit their spirit and spirit. Unlike the gangs in the mortal world, they just need to recruit people to make up their numbers. Second, they have to practice the seventy-two Asura gods and demons, and look for people who cultivated the Nascent Soul everywhere to refine it. This kind of thing will not be so hasty, but it is hard to say. Third: It is to see Zhao Hede alone practiced it, but it was only thirty years later, and he suspected that he had any Taoist books and immortal scriptures, so he became plundered.

This is a good thing. Although the Shaoqing Yuan Sutra is not a real superior skill for the real immortal cultivation mystic sect, the Shaoqing Yuan Sutra in this sect is very meticulous and has simple and grand skills. Even if a practitioner only practices this sutra, he can practice the Nascent Soul and shine on the purple palace, and has the hope of scattering immortals.

Perhaps this person suspected that Zhao Hede had another secret, so he forced himself to refine Yin Fire in order to seek torture.

Feng Xian took a deep breath, turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, he heard someone shouting behind his back: "That person in blue clothes, stop!"

Feng Xian looked back and saw two men wearing constable clothes, one tall and one short, and the short constable was shouting at him.

Feng Xian frowned and was unwilling to conflict with the government in broad daylight. This was not a question of whether to be afraid or not, or a question of concern. It was just that the immortal path did not reveal the mortal world. As a person in the immortal path, conflicting with them was simply boring and childish.

So he stopped quietly and asked, "You two call me, don't you know what to do?"

The tall constable knew that he was not an ordinary person when he heard this tone. Not to mention that this calm demeanor was not owned by the people, even if the words were used, it was not something that the people facing the loess could say.

But the short constable was unhappy and went up to curse: "Be honest, is this what you said when you talk to us? Who are you, where are your home, and why are you here? Let's be honest, otherwise you will be punished!"

Feng Xian saw that he spoke rudely, and even refused to answer, and turned around and left. Perhaps ordinary people would all bow their heads under the power they represented, and respond respectfully, but for those in the immortal path, this did not constitute a deterrence at all.

"You still dare to run?" The short constable came up with an iron lock.

At this moment, Feng Xian turned around and saw a golden light flashing in his eyes, and the man immediately stopped attacking.

"What's wrong, Old Li?" The tall detective hurriedly went up to check, and found that the short detective looked dull, and he couldn't help but panic and took a few shots.

In this panic, Feng Xian left with serenely.
To be continued...