Regardless of the other party reaching out to dissuade him, Chen Yuan still stood up and bowed to him. Hu Yong had no choice but to accept it, "Okay, that's all."
Immediately, the two of them talked while walking and went to see the old cow and the little white snake over there.
The old cow was a little better. It was just touched by an ivy branch. After resting for a while, it started looking for grass to chew. The little white snake was slightly more seriously injured and turned into a small snake coiled on the ground. It was being looked at by a wooden sculpture carrying a medicine basket.
When he was injured, he used the herbs he found for external application. Seeing Chen Yuan approaching, the old man consciously stepped aside and went to study the properties of the medicine in front of the bullock cart.
He really didn't say much.
"True Lord."
The little white snake opened its eyes weakly, and was picked up before she saw Chen Yuan. Magic power was transmitted from the palm to nourish the wound, and she was put into the bullock cart.
The little white snake still wanted to raise her head, but Chen Yuan tapped the top of her head with his fingertips, rubbed it twice, and warned her softly.
"Have a good rest and have a good sleep."
Her petite long body suddenly felt a numbness spread from the top of her head throughout her whole body. She curled up unconsciously, coiled herself into a circle, and let out a "hmm" sound as thin as the sound of a mosquito.
The scholar on the side looked at the snake demon and then at his friend in front of him, and his affection for him obviously increased. It is rare for a monk to treat a demon like this.
'I saw it right.'
Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to the scholar's expression. Looking at the forest and river beach after this battle, he couldn't help but sigh.
"It's a pity. When we came here, it was a nice place, but in less than half a day, it turned into such a mess."
"If Brother Chen feels it's a pity, then let me do it."
Hu Yong was in a good mood. He patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder and pointed to himself. He put down his baggage and stepped forward. His eyes swept across the ruined woods and ruined river banks. His eyes suddenly sank. He spread his hands like claws and slowly raised them upwards.
rise.
The wind blowing here vaguely carried a murmur of foxes.
Chen Yuan looked over; the old cow that was chewing and swallowing wildly with its tail swung stopped and looked blankly; the wooden sculptures moving around also stopped their movements and looked over; the toad was lying under the cow cart.
After climbing out, what was reflected in his eyes was the scholar's body, which gradually became full of demonic aura.
next moment.
The fox's cry gradually became clearer, and in the air behind the scholar, in everyone's sight, five furry tails were vaguely swaying.
One of them had a green light blooming from the tip of its tail. After swaying a few times, the green light suddenly spread and fell to the ground beneath its feet. The river beach where there were originally a few cracks and footprints quickly closed up and calmed down. The weeds that were originally scattered around seemed like
It grew legs, crawled on the ground, looked for its own place, and planted roots.
The gleaming green color made Wu Guzhu in the oxcart excited. He arched and bent outside, twisting as if for joy, enjoying the gentle green light falling on the tree.
"Brother Chen, watch carefully."
Chen Yuan knew that he was a fox who had become enlightened, so naturally he no longer tried to hide it. As the demonic power increased, light red fur appeared on his face, and fangs protruded from his lips.
The palms that were spread upward gradually closed together, and the diffuse green light flew over the destroyed forest, turning into tiny drops of rain falling on the top of the forest. The ground shook slightly, and the trees that had fallen crookedly stood up again with roots on the ground, breaking into pieces.
The two sections quickly decayed, and new shoots sprouted from the ground again.
Less than half an hour.
The messy forest gradually regained some of its original appearance.
"This is the art of vernalization, the secret method of cultivating the demon himself." Hu Yong withdrew the spell, and the moment the green light disappeared, he also transformed into a human again, with all the light red hair gone, and he became a polite scholar again.
"People who are ascetics actually have such magic. If Brother Chen wants to learn it, Tianshi Mansion should have it."
Casting such a spell did not consume much demon power. Seeing that things were almost over, Hu Yong was about to say goodbye and leave. This time he turned around and came back, which had already delayed him for a long time.
"I wonder where Brother Chen is going next? If nothing happens, you might as well follow me around and introduce you to some big monsters in the mountains."
"I'm afraid I have to thank Brother Hu for his kindness."
Chen Yuan detoured here because he was going to Liangya Mountain to visit Sun Zhengde and Taoist Feihe. "I also have something to do, so I can't follow Brother Hu. But there is one more thing I want to ask. I don't know where the big monster is that is harmful to people."
?Of course Brother Hu has scruples, so there is no need to answer."
"this……"
The scholar shook his head with a wry smile, "I know what you mean, but as a brother, I can't tell you, otherwise it will be against the rules."
After saying that, he didn't stop for a long time, handed it over, picked up the baggage, stepped on it, and disappeared on the road ahead.
"The question was a bit abrupt."
Chen Yuan lightly slapped his mouth as a punishment to himself. Soon, the crazy old man came out of the forest, making the surrounding woodcarvings burst into laughter.
I saw the crazy old man, his tattered robes were covered with climbing vines and weeds, and the grilled fish in his hand had turned into a 'grass carp'. He pouted and sat down on the ground, rubbing his feet twice.
At this time, the old man heard the sound of water waves exploding. He raised his head and saw Chen Yuan bringing two large herrings over, scraping off the scales, removing the internal organs, and stuffing them with pickled ginger and green onions.
"Master, please bake two more pieces."
The crazy old man looked at the 'grass carp' in his hand and immediately threw it aside. He rubbed his hands and squatted next to his apprentice. He excitedly picked up the scattered branches and lit a fire.
"Hey, apprentice is so good."
Looking at the two fish baked on wooden sticks, the crazy old man smiled like a child and danced.
It's like a picture full of childishness.
…
Under the same sky, a dim yellow light flashed across the Canglan Mountains. The bells in the mountains rang loudly. Xu Qingfeng and Ruyue led a group of disciples holding swords and swarmed outside the mountain gate.
In front of his eyes, there were figures in Taoist robes and government servants walking along the winding stone steps, and a carriage was driving slowly in the middle.
"People from Tianshi Mansion?"
Seeing the Taoist robes worn by the leader, Xu Qingfeng recognized his identity at a glance. Ru Yue next to him subconsciously said: "What are they doing here? The carriage behind seems to be carrying a load..."
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"Principal Minghui, I have seen the sword head of the South Courtyard and the sword head of the West Courtyard!"
Taoist priest Ming Hui swung the whisk and put it on his arm. After two months of trekking all the way south, they finally arrived at Canglan Jianmen, and the old man lying in the carriage was also sent back.
"Taoist Priest Minghui!"
Xu Qingfeng cupped his hands, but his eyes never left the coffin on the carriage, and his words contained anger: "Why did the Taoist leader bring a group of people and bring the coffin?"
"Send off your leader, Li Congyun returns to the mountain." Ming Hui's tone was monotonous, without any fluctuation.
However, for everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect, it was like thunder exploding in their ears, and their faces turned pale. Although the leader was surly and violent, he was still the leader of the sect after all, and he was still in the Nascent Soul realm... That day, he suddenly wielded a sword and
I went there, but I didn't expect that when I came back, I was already in the coffin.
For a moment, everyone in Canglan clenched the hilts of their swords, but no one made any move. They stared blankly at the coffin on the carriage.
What happened to my Canglan Sword Sect!!
Xu Qingfeng closed his eyes and his body was shaking slightly. After a while, his voice was a little hoarse and he said, "I would like to ask Taoist Master Minghui to go up the mountain and talk about it."
He looked at the expressionless people in the Tianshi Mansion and a group of mortal servants. Xu Qingfeng and Ru Yue looked at each other, then stepped aside and stretched out their hands.
"please!"
"Okay!" Ming Hui nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and strode over with his arms clasped behind his back. There was a little Kundao jumping around beside him. On the way, she already knew that these Canglan Sword Sects had always been against her elder brother.
In her eyes, they were just a group of bad people. When they passed by Xu Qingfeng, they wrinkled their noses, made faces and stuck out their tongues at him.
‘Slightly, slightly!’
"Qiao'er!" Ming Hui's voice came, and the girl stopped her grimace, snorted, and jumped after her.
Soon, a group of people sat down in the sword-holding building.
The coffin also stopped in the hall and was opened in front of everyone at Canglan Sword Sect.