Chapter two hundred and eighty sixth blockers kill
Nanhua Palace.
From the point of view, towering peaks stand towering, reaching straight into Qingming. There are various Tianchi and lakes, pavilions, waterside pavilions, archways and jade squares, and many palaces, all of which are magnificent, magnificent and boundless.
Above the floating clouds, there are another great mountains floating with majestic momentum, forming a faint formation, connecting the lungs of the sky and the earth, guarding one side.
Some of those mountains are surrounded by colorful rings, which are extremely gorgeous, some are shining brightly, as if the sun has been captured and cast into mountains, some are unreal and changeable, as if there is no real entity, and some are filled with clouds.
Volume, the raging turbidity, is like a demonic mountain that existed in ancient times, reappearing in the human world.
Without exception, these great mountains are the residences of the elders of Nanhua Palace.
Only the heroes of the five realms are qualified to enjoy such standards and structures, and to be above everyone else.
now.
Chen Youzhi put his hands into his sleeves, like an old farmer who was afraid of the cold, hiding from the harsh winter frost wind.
With a seemingly joking smile on his face, he looked at everything in Nanhua Palace coldly, with an incomprehensible expression.
The strong wind was rolling and raging, raging endlessly above Qingming. From time to time, dragon tooth flying boats or escaping lights flew past beside Chen You. From one place to another, there was an endless stream, like birds flying into the forest.
"It's really good to stand high up, and the things you see are also very good."
Chen Youzhi laughed softly, his pale face full of gloom:
"Xiao Hei, what do you think?"
Sitting down beside Chen Youzhi, there was a terrifying giant python hundreds of meters long, swallowing clouds and mist, carrying him across the sky.
Ba Zhe.
The snake that eats the elephant, its character resembles a winding shape, it is a thousand fathoms long, green, yellow, red and black.
Black snake, green head.
The terrifying giant python that Chen Youzhi sat on was an out-and-out monster species, named Ba Snake!
The adult Bas snake is extremely huge. If it straightens its body, it will be thousands of feet long. It is like a dark magic wall that connects to the sky, completely occupying the sky!
Chen Youzhi's Ba Snake came from his apprenticeship with Master Kuchi.
This great master was so happy that he traveled thousands of miles to ask for it from Lord Xiu Ming, one of the four great demon immortals.
This kind of strange snake is also one of the few strange species that still exist in the world after Jedi Tiantong.
Hearing Chen Youzhi's question, the huge Ba Snake nodded vigorously and hissed with joy, as if in agreement.
“Nanhua Palace has a nice view.”
Chen Youzhi slowly stroked the thick scales of the snake, like stroking the fair and delicate skin of a beauty, with gentle and affectionate movements:
"But I...want to visit Luojiang Chen Family more."
The pale young man suddenly smiled freely and looked cruel:
"The scenery there will definitely be better!"
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Half an hour later.
In front of a dark, dark mountain without any brilliance, resembling the dead head of a ferocious beast.
Chen Youzhi flew down into the mountain. Behind him, the ferocious and huge snake rolled in the clouds. Its body quickly shrunk and turned into a small black snake as long as a finger, which was also entangled in Chen Youzhi's big sleeve.
Guiwu Peak.
This is the Taoist temple of Master Kuchi in Nanhua Palace, and it is also the place where Chen Youzhi often visited in his early years.
Unlike other peaks, Guiwu Peak does not have any gorgeous furnishings, no palaces, palaces, shells, and singing and dancing, or orchestral bamboo strings.
There was deathly silence in Kuiwu Peak...
Chen Youzhi, who was familiar with the road, stepped on the dark rocks, jumping up and down among these huge rocks like an ape, with flexible movements.
From time to time, there will be a hissing sound coming from those huge rock crevices, like a living thing, which is creepy.
That's a snake...
Kuiwu Peak is an out-and-out snake mountain.
Black snakes, green snakes, flying snakes, swimming snakes, striped snakes, spear snakes, curse snakes, red snakes... and even ancient exotic species such as ringing snakes, small flying snakes, transformed snakes, and hooked snakes all live in it.
When the young Chen Youzhi first entered Kuiwu Mountain, he was so frightened by the sight of thousands of snakes that he burst into tears.
But now, as time goes by, he has become accustomed to it.
Go deeper gradually.
After turning into a cave and walking down for several miles, the narrow dark passage suddenly became clear.
There is light ahead.
The bright light seemed to drive away all the darkness and illuminate everything. The sound of rustling came from far away, which was the sound of scattered footsteps.
Chen Youzhi stopped and stared in front of him indifferently, but did not step forward.
After a long time.
The corners of his mouth slowly cracked, and the arc became wider and wider, as if it had been torn apart by life.
It was a silent but hearty laugh. The snake in the sleeve robe raised his head, glanced curiously at the crazy Chen You, and quickly retracted into the sleeve robe, refusing to come out.
"Youzhi."
In the bright light ahead, a man with a majestic appearance and extremely high cheekbones suddenly appeared. He took a few steps forward, smiled and said:
"The real person has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Is your health okay, teacher?"
"Okay, why not?"
The two looked at each other calmly, and the meaning was self-evident.
Stepping out of the darkness of the cave, several servants dressed in black led Chen Youzhi into a large palace.
This palace is located in the middle of the mountain. If no one guides the way, no one will think that the residence of the dignified monks of the Five Realms is so hidden from the sky.
After the servants retired, Chen Youzhi walked towards the main hall of the palace, stopped at a distance, knelt down solemnly and saluted.
"teacher."
Chen Youzhi spoke in a low voice.
In the main hall.
The fragrance is lingering.
There are no other furnishings in the hall, except for a few three-legged alchemy cauldrons, which are about ten feet high, placed in the corner. They are boiling at the moment, and bursts of fragrant mist are sprayed out from the mouth of the cauldron.
Sitting on the futon in the middle of the hall was an old Taoist with a short figure, wearing a pure Yang scarf, and a red beard that reached down to his chest.
The old Taoist's eyes seemed to be closed, his palms were black and green, and a stream of pure air rose from his head, which lingered for a long time.
The fragrant mist of the Alchemy Cauldron is like a tide, constantly hitting the mixed fresh air on the head of the old Taoist. He wants to take a little bit to make the color of the fresh air pure.
When Chen Youzhi saw this scene, his eyes moved slightly, but he remained silent.
"You're here."
The old Taoist opened his eyes, with a smile on his face. He waved to Chen Youzhi and motioned for him to come forward:
"I haven't been in good health lately, and I don't have time to supervise you. Are you confused about your homework?"
"No."
Chen Youzhi smiled and said: "Thanks to Teacher's help, with that mica, I have purified my energy and blood and been promoted to the second level of Yang Fu!"
"It's a bit slow." The old Taoist sighed and shook his head: "But for you, it's not bad."
The essence of the alchemy cauldron is surging, and the fragrant mist is like an endless mill, slowly crushing the mixed fresh air on the head of the old Taoist, turning again and again, never ending.
A low cough came from the old Taoist's mouth, and his green palms became even darker.
"The disciple is incompetent. The teacher was poisoned while trying to get the mica, but the disciple is still stuck with the Yang Talisman."
Chen Youzhi showed a look of shame on his face:
"Teacher, I..."
"It's just a little poison. It'll be fine in a few days. It's nothing serious."
The old Taoist laughed. He called Chen Youzhi closer, touched his head kindly, and said:
"Youzhi, I asked you to come here today because I have something to tell you."
"What does the teacher want to say?"
"Bai Xi..."
The old Taoist was silent for a while, then spoke in a harsh voice:
"I'm afraid your marriage to her won't work out!"
boom!!!
Chen Youzhi's body suddenly shook. His eyes widened in surprise, and he no longer even concealed his humble and respectful expression.
"Bai Xi's mother, the master of Xiaoxuan Peak, suddenly changed her mind. I went to Xiaoxuan Mountain several times to ask for an audience, but she was always vague and avoided answering."
The old Taoist looked at the stunned Chen Youzhi, covered his face and sighed:
"Youzhi, I can't help you."
I originally thought that marrying Bai Xi would provide another layer of protection for my disciples. In that case, even if Luojiang had bad intentions, for the sake of Nanhua Palace, they would more or less restrain themselves.
It's just that the veteran Taoist didn't expect that it had already been discussed and it was a done deal.
In the end, there will be such twists and turns.
"When you were young, you were tolerated by the Chen family. I still remember your father holding you and bringing you to Kuiwu Peak. At that time, you were frightened by the big snake on the mountain and cried so hard that your face turned pale.
It’s green.”
The old Taoist chattered, his voice coming out from the smoke:
"Youzhi, I am already old and can no longer protect you. I thought that you and Bai Xi would get married. This marriage would keep you safe for the rest of your life even if I die at the end of my life. But -"
"Luo Jiang!"
Chen Youzhi suddenly sneered again and again. He interrupted the old Taoist's unfinished words with a stern voice:
"The Luojiang Chen family intervened, right?! If not, how could such a change happen?!"
Luojiang!
Luojiang!!
Luojiang!!!
Chen Youzhi clenched his fist tightly, his expression was as scary as a demon, but he couldn't help but laugh loudly.
The old Taoist watched in silence as Chen Youzhi's eyes turned red, and the night owl-like laughter sounded sharply, scattering the smoke emitted from the alchemy cauldron.
"My good brother, Chen Jizi..."
Chen Youzhi laughed to tears:
"What kind of career has he done? And what kind of thing can make those good uncles in Luojiang veto my marriage at the risk of offending my father?"
"First grade."
The old Taoist looked into Chen Youzhi's eyes and spoke word by word:
"Half a month ago, Chen Jizi survived the Three Talents Killing Tribulation and attained the first-grade Vajra Realm!"
"First grade?" Chen Youzhi's face was expressionless.
"In ancient times, there were only a handful of people who achieved the first level, like a phoenix or a rare bird. In today's world, only the monk from Vajra Temple has achieved such a level...
I know that in your heart, you have always been unconvinced and dissatisfied with the elders of the Chen clan in Luojiang. You want to clear your mother's name, but in the current situation, there is no room for you anymore!"
The old Taoist paused and smiled bitterly:
"Youzhi, stop it, don't fight anymore!"
The fragrant mist from the cauldron spread throughout the hall, making their faces somewhat blurry.
"First is my marriage. Next, do I have to hand over the Taiming Pearl and the White Tiger Armor?"
In the thick mist of fragrance, Chen Youzhi smiled softly:
"They really won't leave any hope to me..."
"Youzhi!" The old Taoist frowned and shouted loudly: "Don't do anything stupid!"
"Silly thing?" Chen Youzhi smiled lightly.
"It is no longer possible for the marriage with Bai Xi to be hindered by the Luojiang elders."
The old Taoist on the futon hesitated for a moment and then said:
"But if you are willing, I can make the decision and betroth Zhao Yan to you."
"Zhao Yan?"
"Yan'er is the true disciple of Qiu Yumen. There have been rumors that she will be accepted as a disciple by the young master of Qiu Yumen."
The old Taoist touched his gray beard and said with a smile:
"Yan'er is Lao Chen's grand-niece. If you don't mind it, Lao Chen will agree to this marriage for you. Although Qiu Jade Tower is not as good as Nanhua Palace, it is also a holy place and should not be underestimated."
"disciple……"
Facing the old Taoist's gaze, Chen Youzhi leaned down and spoke in a low voice:
"Disciple, thank you teacher."
The old Taoist's face showed a happy look of relief, but before he could say anything more, he saw Chen Youzhi kowtow again and walked out of the palace and left the palace.
"I only hope you..."
The old Taoist coughed twice, smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Don't do anything stupid."
The fragrant mist is still dense, and under the pull of the old Taoist's handprints, it turns into a square grinding mill, which continues to crush the mixed fresh air above the head, over and over again.
The old Taoist slowly spread his hands, and the black marks spread from his wrists to his arms.
He was silent for a moment, frowning.
"Who attacked me?"
The old Taoist murmured to himself: "Can't even the palace master cure this strange poison?"
As a monk in the fifth realm, even if he had only initially opened up the Mysterious Life Treasure, ninety-nine percent of the poisons in the world could no longer stain his untainted treasure body.
Not to mention, the old Taoist cultivator is a first-rate master of poison, a master of poison!
But this kind of strange poison...
The old Taoist's thoughts froze for a moment, and he returned to the scene a few months ago in a trance.
At that time, he had just returned from the dangerous place of Xuanjing Lake. After a lot of hard work, he found mica to assist Chen Youzhi in his practice.
The qualifications of his disciples are mediocre, even poor, and the veteran Taoist knows this very well.
Without the aid of the alchemy cauldron and the holy medicine, I am afraid that like ordinary martial artists, they would stop at Yang Fu and not be able to pry into the wonderful realm of Vajra.
Mica.
This holy medicine that grows at the bottom of Xuanjing Lake can make up for losses and strengthen the foundation. It is most useful for people with ordinary talents like Chen Youzhi.
But when the old Taoist found the mica, he was ambushed by a man in black robes on his way back to Nanhua Palace and was poisoned by a strange poison.
If the master of Nanhua Palace hadn't felt something in his heart and sent his divine will from thousands of miles away to scare away the man in black robe, the old Taoist would have been killed on the spot.
But this kind of strange poison...
The rotten poison in the old Taoist's body has a strange origin. Even the Master of Nanhua Palace, a long-famous immortal of the Six Realms, can't find any clues about it, let alone a way to save it.
Today's old Taoists are just taking it day by day, hanging on to their last breath.
"Hopefully I can last a few more years."
The old Taoist closed his eyes and sighed, his face showing the sadness of sunset:
"At least, wait until you are proved to be a king..."
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The wind is strong and the weather is changing.
Among the floating clouds, the body of a huge snake is rolling around the thunder clouds, and its body is like lightning.
Above Ba She's head, stood Chen Youzhi who had just come out of Kuiwu Peak with a cold face.
"Do you really want to kill him?"
When Chen Youzhi was lost in thought, a voice that looked like a smile but not a smile sounded low in his Niwan Palace:
"The old Taoist regards you as his own son, are you really willing to kill him?"
"Anyone who blocks my way will be killed."
Chen Youzhi responded calmly:
"Teacher Kuchi is already incompetent. Since he can't help me, at least let him die to help my disciples one last time!"
