Chapter two hundred and eighty sixth Wushan three friends
Chapter 286 Three Friends of Wushan
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Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The group of people set off on the road again, heading towards Lushui County.
The environment in southern Yunnan is full of mountains and rivers. The farther west you go, the terrain becomes more rugged and there are more mountains and ravines.
It was only a journey of more than a hundred miles, and it took nearly seven days for everyone to enter Lu River.
Looking at the dilapidated small county surrounded by mountains in the distance.
"That should be it." Xu Rui said.
"Brother Xu, look."
Hua Ling reminded everyone to look behind them.
Three men dressed in Han family attire, holding knives and swords, and carrying cultivation skills on their bodies, hurriedly came from a distance.
When they got close, they looked at them cautiously, without saying hello, and walked straight towards the county seat along the official road to Lushui County.
"This is already the sixth batch we have encountered." Partridge Whistle frowned slightly.
"Why do so many casual cultivators come to Lushui County?" Yu Suchang asked in surprise.
"Probably the same purpose as ours, it's also for Zhelong Mountain." Xu Rui said.
He is by no means the only one who has entered the "world of ghosts and spirits blowing lamps".
But he didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to spread the news about Zhelong Mountain and Muchen Bead, causing the cultivation community in southern Yunnan to move into action.
But I have to say that this is indeed a clever method.
The tomb of King Xian in Zhelong Mountain is full of dangers. Without absolute strength, it is impossible to get through. It is better to spread the news and inspire other monks to explore.
More people are more powerful, which of course makes it easier to fish in troubled waters.
"In this case, wouldn't it mean that someone else got there first and got the Muchen Bead?" Hua Ling asked anxiously.
"If the Muchen Bead can be obtained so easily, it is not the Muchen Bead." Xu Rui said.
Any rare treasure must be protected by a strong person.
"Let's go to Lushui County first."
Go down the narrow official road and cross a suspension bridge across the Nu River before actually entering Lushui County.
It is said to be a county, but its prosperity is not as prosperous as Renjia Town in Maoshan Lingjie.
The only few inns are basically full.
"If it doesn't work out, let's find a cave to survive for the night." Miss Hong said.
Xu Rui nodded. With the Yellow Turban Hercules Talisman, it would be easy to dig mountains and holes.
"Is this the 'Qinglin Valley Master' Xu Daoyou in front of me?"
Just when everyone was about to leave, a surprised and respectful voice came from the second floor of the inn.
Everyone subconsciously looked up.
A middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, a long beard, and an elegant temperament jumped from the second floor.
Walked up to Xu Rui, cupped his fists and saluted.
"I'm Hu Bugui, known as 'Xiaoxiangzi'. I've met Daoist Xu."
"Senior is 'Xiaoxiangzi'?" Yu Suchang exclaimed.
"My little friend, do you also know Mr. Hu?"
Yu Sushang nodded quickly, "Junior, I have heard from the teacher about the heroic names of the 'Three Friends of Wushan', but this is the first time we have met."
"Master is...?"
"Moon Gate Zhao Yuzhi."
Hu Bugui suddenly realized, "It turns out he is a disciple of the 'Peach Blossom Fairy'."
"Fellow Daoist Hu, why are you calling Xu?" Xu Rui interrupted.
"I dare to ask fellow Taoist Xu and his party, but they came here for Zhelong Mountain?"
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Hu is the same?"
Hu Bugui nodded affirmatively, "Zhelong Mountain's Jedi aura is rich in aura, and there are many rare treasures and medicines. It is rumored that the ancient treasure 'Phoenix Gallbladder' is hidden in it. Two hundred years ago, several golden elixir monks from the Golden Summit of Mount Emei climbed thousands of feet.
Bingfeng went into Zhelong Mountain to hunt for treasure. Not only did he come back defeated, but he also lost two people."
"For a time, the reputation of Zhelong Mountain's Jedi shocked the entire cultivation world."
"Later on, the spiritual energy became weaker and weaker, the golden elixir disappeared, and all the major sects closed their doors and could not escape. The foundation-building monks were unable to climb over the natural dangers of the ice peaks of Zhelong Mountain."
"Zhelong Mountain has gradually been forgotten by everyone."
"But just a year ago, there was a sudden rumor in the spiritual community that there was an underground river at the foot of Zhelong Mountain, which could pass through the mountain and lead directly to the interior of the valley. At first, no one believed it, but just a month ago, someone used photography to preserve it. After learning about the situation inside Zhelong Mountain, it completely caused a sensation in the spiritual world."
Xu Rui's eyes flashed, "Fellow Taoist said that someone used photography to preserve the scene in Zhelong Mountain?"
"Exactly."
"How can you be sure that it is Zhelong Mountain and not some other place?"
"Do you know Master Yin, the abbot of Jinguang Temple in Mount Jiuhua?"
"I am a young practitioner and have never heard of it." Xu Rui shook his head.
"Master Liaoyin is a highly respected senior monk in the spiritual world, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of the foundation-building realm. He once personally entered the cave and arrived at Zhelong Valley, but he had to withdraw because there were too many dangers. "
"With his testimony, this matter cannot be false."
There was a pause.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, now that the master and all his colleagues are working together in Lushui County, we will go to Zhelong Mountain together and overcome the difficulties, and we will definitely get all the treasures there."
"I wonder if Daoyou Xu is interested in joining?"
Xu Rui smiled and said, "With so many people together, how do we divide the treasures we get?"
"Of course, everyone relies on their abilities, but if everyone kills the enemy together, everyone will share the benefits in the end."
Xu Rui shook his head, "I'm more accustomed to having treasures to myself, so I won't get involved in your affairs."
Hu Bugui's expression changed slightly, "Fellow Daoist Xu, there are many dangers in Zhelong Mountain. You may not be able to obtain a few treasures by yourself."
"Who said I was alone?"
After Hu Bugui glanced at Partridge Whistle and the others, "With all due respect, it is difficult for these few to help fellow Taoists in Zhelong Mountain with their cultivation level."
Xu Rui smiled faintly, "Only I know best whether they can help me."
"Fellow Daoist Hu, take your leave."
"let's go."
Partridge Whistle and others quickly followed.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, you can't enter Zhelong Mountain without us." Hu Bugui shouted unwillingly.
Xu Rui turned a deaf ear and continued walking out of the town.
"That man is so disgusting, he actually looks down on us." Hua Ling said angrily.
Yu Suchang glanced at her and said nothing more.
Hua Ling has been in Qinglin Valley since she entered the practice, and has never been exposed to the real world of practice. She does not know the huge gap in strength between the early stage of foundation building and the completion of foundation building.
I don't even understand the difference between a newbie who has just started practicing and a top monk like Xu Rui who has reached the top of the foundation-building realm and even practiced a spell to the eighth level.
Every leap in level brings a crushing result.
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Looking at the retreating team, Hu Bugui's expression changed and he snorted angrily.
He personally came down to invite, but he didn't expect to be rejected directly, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face.
"When you have tasted the pain of Zhelong Mountain, you will naturally come back and beg us."
Turn around and go upstairs, open the door and come in.
A middle-aged man wearing a moon-white gown and holding a folding fan, as if he was a young man, smiled and said.
"I told you a long time ago that Xu Zhengyang will not join us, but you don't believe it. This is going to hit a wall, right?"
‘Liu Yunzi’ Bai Ruofei is the second among the Wushan Three Friends.
Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man wearing a light blue bamboo leaf robe, a gold crown on his head, and an elegant face.
This person is called "Xiao Daocheng" and his Taoist name is "Golden Eagle". He is the eldest among the three friends in Wushan.
"Third brother, what did Xu Zhengyang say?" Xiao Daocheng asked.
Hu Bugui angrily sat down on the chair next to him.
"He said he liked to keep the treasure to himself, but he refused directly. It was really unwise."
"I have expected it. This Xu Zhengyang majors in Thunder Dao. Of all the monks who practice Thunder Dao, who has a bad temper and acts domineeringly? And look at the people around him. Although their cultivation is not very good, they have obviously formed a group.
How can your own team be with us?" Bai Ruofei said.
"Okay, second brother, please stop saying a few words. Third brother is also doing it for our own good. Xu Zhengyang is a top monk who has understood the way of thunder to the eighth level. It can be seen from the fact that he killed the 'Three Black Cloud Monsters' in one fell swoop that his strength is
He is definitely the best in the entire cultivation world. If I can pull him over, I will be more confident about entering Zhelong Mountain in the future."
at this time.
Dong Dong Dong….
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A young monk opened the door.
"Three seniors, my master invites the three of them to go to the back to discuss important matters."
"I know, we'll go there right now."
Xiao Daocheng stood up and said, "Two worthy brothers, let's go over. Don't give in because the master is waiting in a hurry."
Hu Bugui and Bai Ruofei nodded and stood up, walking towards the back of the inn.
Not only the three of them, but also some monks who were obviously very impressive came from other inns.
Come to the courtyard behind the inn.
An old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe, with his eyebrows lowered, sat quietly at the top.
Behind him stood a handsome young monk wearing a blue monk's robe.
From the occasional flash of light in his eyes, you can tell that this person is extraordinary.
"Grandmaster."
The old monk opened his eyes and smiled.
"Three fellow Taoists are here? Please sit down."
"Thank you."
The three friends of Wushan sit in the front seat on the right.
More and more people came, and all twenty-three chairs were filled.
Those who can sit down are those whose cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building. Others can only stand aside.
The "Three Friends of Wushan" were so famous that they were able to sit in the front seat.
But they are not at the forefront yet.
In addition to Master Yin, there was also a red-haired old man with a powerful figure, and an old woman in gray robe wearing Ge Yi and holding a cane, who were above them.
"I just saw fellow Taoist Hu talking to someone downstairs. Who is that person? He is actually worthy of fellow Taoist's attentiveness." The old woman opened her eyes and looked at Hu Bugui with two rays of light.
As soon as he said this, many people looked over.
Lushui County is so big, and Hu Bugui is a celebrity, so he certainly attracts attention.
Now that he was seen, Hu Bugui no longer concealed it.
"That person is Xu Zhengyang, the 'Master of Qinglin Valley' in Laoxiong Ridge, Western Hunan."
"What? Xu Zhengyang!"
"Is it the Xu Zhengyang who single-handedly killed the 'Three Black Cloud Monsters'?"...
Everyone was in an uproar, and even 'Master Liaoyin', who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked over.
"Xu Zhengyang? He's here too?" the red-haired old man said.
"That's right. I wanted to invite him to join us, but he refused."