The four of them stayed for a moment, until Di Yuanfeng, who was pressing the handle of the knife, looked at each other with Master Huang, and then they rushed towards the green mountain together.
Where they had previously settled, there was a large round bluestone with a caisson-like pattern, which was supposed to be located above the interior of the Taoist temple. They never expected that someone would step on it in this secret realm of the Immortal Family.
In the center of this caisson is a lotus, with two tailed dragons on the outer circle, and sixteen flying apsaras on the outside. There are many circles, dense and exquisite.
Di Yuanfeng struck it many times with his bamboo stick, and there was a sound of gold and stone, making it indestructible.
But even if they could move away, Di Yuanfeng didn't dare to do anything wrong. After all, they still had to leave the ruins of the Immortal Mansion through this place.
The reason why he and Master Huang pretended to stay just now was, of course, just in case.
If anyone sneaks into this place secretly following them, they will take a blow from both of them.
Chen Ping'an, who was left last, secretly twisted out a Yang Qi Lantern Talisman. There was still no sign of evil energy. Compared with the outside world, the Talisman burned more slowly.
It should be because this place is full of spiritual energy.
The other three people just glanced at each other and stopped caring.
Between the green mountains and green waters, there is a white jade arch bridge.
Like a white rainbow lying on water.
On the pillars of each bridge railing, there are carvings of various exotic animals, none of which are repeated. They are so ingenious that they look like living creatures sleeping soundly.
There is a large stone pier near the water surface under the bridge. It is carved with a strange beast, one of the legendary dragon species. It has double horns on its head and is covered with dragon scales. It is shaped like lying on the ground and looking into the water.
Chen Pingan fell into deep thought.
The thing under the bridge is not a rare statue of a strange beast, but the name of this dragon species is very strange.
In Haoran Tianxia, it is generally called Baxia or Baxia, but in Ouhua Blessed Land, Chen Pingan had seen all the large and small river bridges in Nanyuan Kingdom and had seen this thing before, but the style was slightly different from Haoran Tianxia.
And according to the books that National Master Zhongqiu got back from the Ministry of Industry, the most read "Building Methods" by Chen Pingan was recorded as an earthworm, a water-avoiding beast that can swallow river water, and was the co-owner of rivers and lakes in ancient times.
It is said that the god of fire did not like the animals he raised, so he boiled the lake and burned the sea.
However, in the world of Haoran, there are no such strange records. There are only vague records of one of the nine sons of Longsheng. They are mostly the same, and there is absolutely no such thing as "co-owner of the rivers and lakes".
Chen Pingan suppressed the thoughts in his mind and stopped thinking about these things. He twisted out another Sword Qi Bridge Crossing Talisman, hesitated for a moment, and walked straight onto the arch bridge without handing it to Master Huang and the others.
No wind, no waves, no surprises, no danger.
Chen Ping'an just walked across the white jade arch bridge, looked back and waved, indicating that there were no traps and he could cross the bridge with confidence.
The other three people had different thoughts. Taoist Sun thought that this fellow Taoist Chen was probably going to Baoshan and wanted to show off. It was in vain. This fellow Taoist should die anyway. At that time, he was on the stone cliff by the stream.
He shouldn't have agreed to go with him, let alone enter the ruins of the Immortal Mansion that is full of treasures. Just thinking about it, the tall and thin Taoist was frightened before he could die. Could something happen to him too?
The young Immortal Master of the Immortal Genealogy went down the mountain to practice, both to hunt for treasures and to practice Taoism. As long as they were not from rival sects, they would always be in harmony. Even if they met by chance and their identities were revealed, they would share the fate of Taoism and love.
Ugly.
However, most of the Shanze Yexiu who cling to each other are three or four people. If there is less, nothing will happen. If there is more, it will be more troublesome. Even if there is a slight disturbance, they may not be able to survive the uneven distribution of the spoils. They will already have internal strife. With the genealogy fairy
It is difficult for practitioners to compete for opportunities, so during the competition, they are often more willing to risk their lives than the former. Once they are in a desperate situation, the casual cultivators will even share the same hatred with the enemy and will not give up their capital. However, after the spoils are divided, what's the point of taking advantage of others?
Is it possible? As a wild cultivator in Shanze, after the overall situation has been decided, you still don’t have the idea of taking the benefits alone, and you still want to be a wild cultivator of Shi Laozi?
Di Yuanfeng noticed Sun Daoren's wandering eyes and said with a smile: "Why, are you worried about being tricked by Master Huang and I? How much can we three brothers finally move from such a big and rare blessed land? Since we can't finish moving,
Do you still need you to kill me and me to kill you?"
When Taoist Sun heard this, he thought it was reasonable, and couldn't help but start stroking his beard and squinting his eyes to smile.
The three of them walked across the white jade arch bridge. When no one was paying attention, Taoist Sun knelt down and touched a handful of white jade on the bridge. It was not ordinary suet-fat jade. Wasn't it just another piece of god's money lying here motionless?
Taoren Sun tapped lightly with his fingers, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.
It was like hearing the gentle tapping sound of two small summer coins for the first time in my life. It was so fascinating that I never tire of listening to it.
Di Yuanfeng approached the mountain gate, looked up at the steps leading to the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "We will take a short detour to take a look at the scenery. After confirming that there is no one around, we will go directly to the top."
The other three people had no objections.
There is a huge archway with a simple shape at the mountain gate, with the majestic characters "Dongtian Blessed Land" embedded horizontally.
The couplets on both sides are still carved in stone.
Silent and motionless, communicating with each other is God.
Those who have the most beautiful things on earth are the most intelligent.
Chen Pingan stared at this couplet for a long time.
In fact, it's not neat at all.
But the tone is big and the meaning is big.
Master Huang was the first person to stop looking at horizontal plaques and couplets, and moved his eyes to distant places and high places early on.
Di Yuanfeng looked at the back of the archway building. On both sides, there were thirty-six stone tablets of different heights. However, for some reason, the writings had been smoothed away.
It seems that the only thing about this site that can tell future generations about the origin of this place is the four words "Dongtian Blessed Land" that are written but not written. As for the two couplets, it is even more inexplicable.
Taoist Sun raised his head and looked at the ancient seal plaque, tut-tutting: "What nonsense, it deserves to be destroyed."
There have been many changes in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land in history, and they are not static. They may be broken into pieces by great monks, or disappear inexplicably, or the Cave Heaven may fall to the ground and become a Blessed Land. However, Taoist Sun believes that there is absolutely no such thing as a "World Cave Heaven". Furthermore, although this place is rich in spiritual energy,
, but there should still be some gap between it and the legendary Cave Heaven, because there are also many records similar to those in the mountains, and when mentioning Cave Heaven, they are often linked to "the aura is as thick as water". The water transport here is rich, but it is still far away from this statement.
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Compared to the three people around him, Chen Pingan knows more about the Cave Paradise. However, he has never heard of the "Tianxia Cave". As for inferring the age of the cave based on the architectural style, it is futile. After all, Chen Pingan's knowledge of Beiju Luzhou is
It's still very superficial. Whenever this happens, Chen Ping'an will have a deeper impression of the Immortal Master who came from the sect. The secrets of a mountain really need to be accumulated by generations of Ancestral Hall disciples.
I can only write it down first, and if I have the chance, I will go back and trace the main buildings, and give the drawing paper to Cui Dongshan for a look in the future.
Di Yuanfeng looked away, nodded and smiled: "It's indeed strange."
After that, the four of them set off on their way, walking at a leisurely pace. They walked through various grand palaces, pavilions, pavilions, corridors and red railings. From time to time, the four of them could see withered bones and corpses. Looking at the positions where the bones fell to the ground, they all suddenly appeared.
Died suddenly.
No one pushed the door open and entered.
I still want to go to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain to find out.
Generally speaking, the most important treasures in mountain gates will be at high places.
This unknown Xian family mansion has fine scratches everywhere, but none of them are deep.
It's like a majestic rainstorm that fell without warning. It came suddenly and left people unprepared.
This sword.
There is no doubt that it was a swordsman who took action, but I don’t know if it was a Jade Pu Realm or Immortal Realm sword cultivator.
As for why there is such a strange sword coming out, the sword energy is overwhelming, and it seems that someone can be accurately found to be the place where the sword falls.
Chen Pingan looked up.
What a God knows.
In short, such a large immortal sect collapsed and dissipated in an instant.
Along the way, as we gradually climbed higher, there was total silence.
Taoren Sun walked uneasily, as if a handful of cold water had been poured on his head, and he kept subconsciously reaching out and stroking the pagoda bell.
What should I do if there is an evil spirit hiding here?
Or among these corpses, whose soul condensed into a fierce ghost after death and occupied this fairy mansion for hundreds of years. He was an inexperienced idiot during his lifetime, so he should have cultivated an earthly fairy ghost after all, right?
Therefore, Taoist Sun has to touch the pagoda bell to feel at ease.
In fact, this bell has a special function. The closer the low-level filthy being is, the more rapid and dense the sound of the bell will be. The higher the level, the higher the level. It will make the person who is wearing it upset. But once there is that golden
When the alchemy monster is nearby, the pagoda bell will not shake violently. To outsiders, it will appear to be silent, but in fact, it will make a tinkling sound in the heart of the owner who has refined it.
It was the pagoda bell's quiet reminder that allowed Sun Daoren to escape.
Taoist Sun only asks that this time the bells in his heart will not ring.
Together, the three allies found that it would not be a big problem to deal with a Dragon Gate monk, even a Genealogy Immortal Master with a magic weapon at his side.
Therefore, Taoist Sun hoped that no matter how hard the pagoda bell on his waist shook, it would make a loud noise.
When the four of them passed by the corpses along the way, Di Yuanfeng would wave his sleeves, and the clothes worn by the corpses would be blown away by the Gang Qi. Not only that, many of the monks' ornaments that were supposed to contain spiritual energy were still unable to escape.
The fate of ashes.
Only the bones of the corpse, brushed by the fist, were still intact.
Another strange thing.
After more than ten attempts, Di Yuanfeng did not gain anything, so the tall and thin old man began to take the lead and follow the gourd's example. Unfortunately, due to bad luck, he still failed to find a robe.
Di Yuanfeng turned to look at Master Huang, "Brother Huang, are you trying your luck?"
Maybe things really changed, Master Huang was actually on the mountain climbing steps later. After waving his arms, the clothes on the corpse were still there, and Sun Daoren immediately ran to take off his clothes.
Damn the masterful demeanor of Thor's house!
I am just a Shanze Yexiu who has never touched half of Guyu coins in his life!
However, after he succeeded, Sun Daoren still reluctantly handed it over to Master Huang.
This is the rule of Yamazawa Yexiu.
Of course, there are bigger rules waiting for the four of them, but for now, it seems that they are waiting for Daoist Chen alone.
Taoist Sun could hardly bear it.
Could it be that he wanted to find a Bodhisattva's kindness and persuade Di Yuanfeng and Master Huang?
If it is true that everyone returns home with a full load and cannot empty the storehouse here, then there is no need to kill people and buy goods, right?
It's just that Taoist Sun was a little hesitant and felt that he was not in a hurry. He wanted to see the harvest first before talking about anything else.
Otherwise, in the end, if even one or two bags cannot be packed, my indecisiveness and womanly kindness will only make those two guys disgusted, and if they can't save everything, they will kill themselves too.
Chen Ping'an always followed the three of them.
After walking up the last step, on the white jade square in front of the Taoist temple, there were two smaller corpses on the ground. After Di Yuanfeng waved his sleeves, no clothes were left, but each left a relic.
It's just that these two heavy weapons on the mountain have many cracks and a lot of damage to their appearance.
Di Yuanfeng knelt down, put it away, and carefully put it into his sleeve.
Master Huang said: "It seems that the quality of the spiritual weapons and magic weapons here is not very good."
Di Yuanfeng nodded and said with a smile: "Then let's win by quantity."
Sun Taoist was overjoyed.
Master Huang rarely showed a smile.
Chen Ping'an still didn't get involved. He was still used to thinking of a way out first and then talking about hunting for treasure.
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking up, beyond the green mountains and green water, everything within a hundred miles can be seen. It is just that there is a difference between near and far, and the line of sight gradually becomes blurred. But further away, it seems that there is an incomparable road.
After crossing the clear line, it suddenly changed and became foggy, giving Chen Pingan a depressing feeling of the end of the road and the emptiness of the world.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing is that this Immortal Cave is a legendary rootless place, similar to the broken ancient cave paradise, and is not built in a real landscape.
This shows that the ruins of the Immortal Family here must have a long history and are very connected. Maybe there are really priceless treasures of heaven and earth, and one or two Immortal Family secret books that directly point to the earthly fairyland can be found.
But the bad thing is that it is easy to get in but difficult to get out, unless someone can break through the restrictions of the small world.
Chen Ping'an has a sword sheathed behind him. Of course he can do it. No matter how strong the canopy is, it cannot compare to the Ghost Valley of Skeleton Beach.
But when the time comes, he will become the target of public criticism from all walks of life, which is contrary to his original intention of "secretly earning a small amount of money, leaving quietly and leaving me alone".
Chen Ping'an didn't want to become the second Jiang Shangzhen and become a street rat in the eyes of the monks in Luzhou, Beiju, with everyone shouting to beat him and kill him.
The reason why the three of Master Huang are so at ease is probably because they haven't noticed the strange phenomena in the mountains and rivers in the distance. From this, it can be seen that Master Huang, a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, is not papery, but he is not too strong either.
The existence of that line actually means little to Chen Pingan at the moment.
But once the worst outcome occurs, he is the only one who can see it and get out of the small world.
The other three were still kept in the dark, and perhaps they were secretly communicating about how to take advantage of this fellow Taoist.
The Taoist temple in front of them was not big, and there was no plaque. Before the four of them entered the Taoist temple, they couldn't help but look at the green glazed tiles on the roof. There were many buildings on the mountain, but this tile was the only one found here.
As time goes by, the tiles still shine with their precious light. It is obviously not a palace of a secular dynasty. The ordinary glazed tiles of the royal palace are real treasures on the mountain and used by gods and people.
In short, every tile is worth fairy money.
This scene made Sun Taoist tremble all over. He thought it was worth seven or eight Xiaoshu coins. If it was really the high-quality glazed tiles made by the immortal family's secret method, it might be possible to exchange the Xiaoshu coins for Guyu coins!
Master Huang and Di Yuanfeng were both pure martial artists. As for the value of these glazed tiles, they had never interacted with the mountain sect Dashantou. In fact, they could not accurately estimate the value of these glazed tiles, just like Sun Daoren. However, none of the Shantou Xianfu sects who had dealt with them had ever
It is not uncommon for people to put this kind of glazed tiles on their roofs.
Chen Pingan finally looked at where the four people came from, but there was still no movement.
There is a question that he would like to ask someone if he has a chance.
Approximately what time did I enter this small world.
In fact, Chen Pingan has been mentally calculating the time.
Once the speed of time here deviates significantly from that of the vast world, Chen Pingan will have two plans, the best and the worst.
Zhan Qing, the young marquis of Beiting Kingdom, and his party came to the entrance of the cave.
The golden body warrior who was worshiped by the family was surveying the footprints on the ground.
Gao Ling, the military general of the Kingdom of Fu, said in a deep voice: "Little Marquis, there are many people hiding near the top of the mountain."
Zhan Qing smiled and said: "Just follow us and eat ashes. Since you have the courage to enter the cave, you must have the courage to reincarnate."
He can't even say he has a good impression of Shanze Yexiu and Immortal Master Genealogy.
Even if he himself is a serious Taoist, he may still be a son of a wealthy family at heart. He is used to seeing emperors, generals, ministers and princes' mansions, so he is used to planning carefully and taking advantage of the situation, rather than relying on a pair of fists. Several treasures were being killed, so Zhan Qing was really bored with those high-ranking fellows. But when it came to a situation where he needed to use magic to kill people, Zhan Qing would naturally not be sloppy.
Bai Bi joked: "Are you really not in a hurry? Are you afraid of letting those two groups of people get there first?"
Zhan Qing smiled and said: "If they can refine the immortal treasure in the blink of an eye, what secrets have they eaten? Even if I am unlucky, just admit defeat? Otherwise, where can people and things escape to?" go."
Gao Ling became more and more impressed by this person.
Previously, the young Marquis of Beiting Kingdom was regarded as a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing.
Now it seems that whoever dares to underestimate this person in the future will start a so-called dispute on the path of spiritual practice, and the other party is guaranteed to capsize in the gutter.
Two golden body warriors opened the way, holding candles and stepping into the dark cave.
Bai Bi was in a relaxed mood. As long as no major accidents occurred, there was no need for her to take any personal action during this treasure hunting trip.
Even if Sun Qing from Caique Mansion and Shen Zhenze from Yunshang City came in person, it could only be regarded as a small accident.
The two seventh-level warriors in his team are enough to eat a pot.
The group of people came to the cave with four painted murals of heavenly kings.
Zhan Qing frowned a little. He was not good at breaking formations. His Yuanying master, as a wild cultivator in Shanze, had a lot of knowledge and should be familiar with it, but he never taught Zhan Qing any tips on finding opportunities in secret realms. , always said that those heretical tricks would delay his practice, and he would talk about other things when Zhan Qing reached the Dragon Gate realm.
Since the first group of wild cultivators and monks from Yunshang City have disappeared, they must have entered the ruins of the Immortal Mansion one after another.
Bai Bi smiled and said: "What should we do next? Let's just stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes?"
Zhan Qing said helplessly: "If we know the direction of the exit, we can just wait and see. We are afraid that we will not be able to find it if it is more than a hundred miles away."
Bai Bi put his hands behind his back and looked around, "Let's look for clues first. If it doesn't work, you will owe me a huge favor."
Zhan Qing asked: "The price is high?"
Bai Bi nodded and said: "It's not too small. It will damage my Taoism equivalent to ten years."
This direct disciple of the ancestor of the Water Dragon Sect carefully sacrificed a natal object, which was an extremely rare blue talisman. It turned out to be a talisman pattern of gurgling water. It was both simple and weird. The water drawn on the talisman paper was flowing slowly. , you can even vaguely hear the sound of running water.
If a golden elixir monk from a sect is willing to refine a talisman as his natal object, then the quality of this talisman should at least be a magic weapon.
Bai Bi said: "This is an ancient talisman, which my master accidentally obtained in his early years. It comes from the ruins of one of the three ancient temples in Jidu. It is called the Cunjin Talisman. It has many wonderful features. If you practice water magic, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
Over the ownership of this talisman, there has been some unpleasant commotion among the masters, so let’s not mention it. Anyway, one of its wonderful uses can help us enter the secret realm."
The Cunjin Talisman is also known as the Time Talisman.
Mysterious and mysterious.
Although Zhan Qing didn't know the origin of this talisman, she still shook her head and said, "Let's forget it."
Bai Bi sighed, "I am already a golden elixir earth immortal, which is equivalent to ten years of cultivation as a Qi practitioner in the early Longmen realm, so what does it mean? The further you go, the more difference you have in one realm.
This is true for Qi practitioners, and even more so for martial artists."
Zhan Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Bai."
Bai Bi smiled and said, "Sister Bai is enough."
Even a prince with a cool temperament like Zhan Qing couldn't help but want to reach out and hold her hand.
But Bai Bi shook his head, with a peaceful mind, and said: "Those vulgar and vulgar girls who are favored by your gold, many women are willing to die for you, why are you not moved? Just because I am the golden elixir earth immortal, Zhe
After losing a few years of Taoism, you are tempted? I don’t think it’s okay to not have this kind of love between children. If in the future, on the road of spiritual practice, it is a Nascent Soul female cultivator who pays so much for you, will you have to change your mind? The real thing on the mountain
The immortal Taoist couple is far from being so shallow."
Zhan Qing felt as if she had been struck by lightning and was speechless.
Bai Bi suddenly said: "Before using the inch-gold talisman, first examine the clues and then force yourself. The fists of the two gold-body realm warriors cannot be wasted. If neither of them works, let me do it again."
Zhan Qing felt a little better.
Looking at this beautiful sister Bai again, I feel a little strange.
After Huan Yun appeared in this fairy cave, he immediately put a unique talisman on the bodies of the three people around him to cover up his body shape and energy.
As for the ripples of Qi when the three of them walked, Huan Yun was just the Golden Pill Earth Immortal of the Fu Lu Sect, and he was not the Taoist Heavenly Lord with all his magic skills, so he could not achieve perfection.
The old priest of Longmen Realm in Yunshang City breathed a sigh of relief. There was no ambush, which was a good thing after all.
Huan Yun suddenly said: "Then you go on your own. Except for the fight of life and death, I don't care about the three of you. Gains and losses other than life and death are all determined by destiny."
Then Huan Yun said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't rob you. At most, I will pick up the rags if you pick up the rest, or the ones you didn't find."
Huan Yun's figure dissipated like clouds and fog without any trace of ripples.
The old worshiper and the two juniors laughed and said: "Master Huan always keeps his word. Let's go. How to deal with the wild cultivator next is what you two need to worry about."
After hearing the implication of the protector's words, the woman worriedly asked: "Master, what are you doing?"
The old worshiper said helplessly: "Do you want me to help you two pick up and carry things? You are here to enjoy the mountains and rivers? I, my uncle, am your porter?"
The old worshipper rose up in the wind, wanting to see how high the sky of this cave was. Moreover, overlooking the earth from a high place, it was easier to see more hidden mysteries.
However, for the sake of caution, the old man still sacrificed a spiritual weapon that was not his natal object, and took the lead in taking off and circling to avoid crashing into the landscape formation.
Entering this kind of ownerless immortal ruins, there is naturally money to be found everywhere.
There will also be murderous intentions everywhere, waiting for money pickers.
In fact, the old man is both happy and worried. What he is happy about is that the opportunity here is definitely not small and beyond imagination. It is definitely not a monastic residence of a monk in the Longmen realm, but an entire sect. Just looking at the scale of the building, it is no better than Yunshang City and Caique Mansion is inferior.
So this time the city lord Shen Zhenze took out the small object and handed it over to him, which couldn't be more right.
The worrying thing is that this Immortal Mansion cannot be taken away. Once it is really a Yuanying Immortal, or even a place of cultivation for the great monks of the upper five realms, when they return to Yunshang City, as long as a little bit of news leaks out, they will come to visit Shanshan again. When searching for treasure, I'm afraid even a golden elixir won't be able to get any leftovers. They will only be moved away by the sect near the water tower using the legendary magical power of moving mountains. The sect closest to Beiting Kingdom, one to the west, and one to the west. North, there is not much difference from here. That difference is completely negligible for the sect monks who have their own ferry.
This old worshiper only hopes that the old owner of this place is just an unknown earth immortal, and his realm must never be higher.
Golden elixir is the best, but Nascent Soul will cause some trouble, and it will be difficult to end it afterwards.
There might be a Genealogy Immortal Master from a sect who came to visit Yunshang City. Without even opening a conversation, the city lord could only spit out most of the fat and hand it over obediently to the other party, and worry about the other party being dissatisfied.
Once it is the ruins on the mountain top where the monks of the upper five realms are stationed, there is no need to think about it. It is very likely that good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and great fortune will be followed by great misfortune.
Unless they, Yun Shangcheng, can immediately smash this small world and destroy all traces in one go.
It's a pity that Yun Shangcheng can never do it.
Unless Shen Zhenze makes a decisive decision and after the three of them return to Yunshang City with Huan Yun, they take the initiative to find one of the sects and negotiate a fair share with them.
As for this feng shui treasure land with strong water transport, coupled with so many ready-made spectacular buildings, it will naturally be a summer resort for Fang Sect in the future.
The spiritual weapon used to explore the path flew around without any hindrance.
The old worshiper was relieved to fly into the sky with the wind.
Just when the old worshipper was hundreds of feet away from the ground, the spiritual weapon suddenly shattered. The old worshipper knew something was wrong, and was suddenly pulled by someone and fell to the ground.
The old monk was shocked, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was the old master Huan Yun who held his shoulders and swept him to the ground with him.
Then the old worshipper noticed a wisp of slender energy above his head, which flashed past and disappeared in an instant.
Huan Yun said in a deep voice: "I advise you not to go up any further. Even the military monks from the Golden Pill Earth Immortal can't stand the sword energy that patrols all directions."
Previously, the old master used several traveling talismans and threw them into the four directions of the world. He found that every time a talisman went to a high place, it would instantly turn into powder.
The old priest looked up and saw that the trace of aura from before was nowhere to be found.
This person from the Longmen Realm of Yunshang City was shocked and said: "Is it possible that there is still a Sword Immortal in charge of this ruins?!"
Huan Yun, who had quietly walked around the green mountain, shook his head, "They are all dead, there are no living people, and there are no ghosts. Only this sword energy continues to exist in this small world."
Huan Yun's face was solemn, "Let me tell you another mixed news. This place is a mysterious area left behind after the ancient cave heaven and paradise was broken for some reason. The size of the territory is roughly a hundred miles in radius. It's hard to say how old the small heaven and earth are. It may be
Thousands of years, or even longer. However, I have roughly calculated when this mountaintop cave died quietly. It is about seven or eight hundred years, but this is not normal. In the history of Beiting Kingdom, there is no such sect of immortals at all.
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Huan Yun stopped falling, more than a hundred feet above the ground, and hovered in the wind with the old priest, and said slowly: "Then there is only one possibility. This small world, after the sect here was destroyed, was once destroyed.
The unknown outsider took it with him and migrated all the way to Beiting Kingdom. But for some reason, this immortal was not able to occupy this secret realm, practice successfully, and then rely on this place to establish a sect outside, or he suffered a fate
Heng misfortune, a certain treasure carrying the small world fell into the mountains of Beiting Kingdom without being noticed. Or this person came to Beiting Kingdom, stopped traveling far away, hid here secretly in seclusion, and then died in obscurity and was reincarnated.
Already."
Huan Yun sighed, "Life and death are uncertain, and the road is impermanent."
Think about this matter every time.
It's inevitable to feel a little disheartened.
However, after Huan Yun sighed, he immediately woke up. Remembering the words he had comforted Shen Zhenze in Yunshang City, he returned to normal in an instant, and there was no longer any gloom in his mood.
In Taoist practice, one's self-mistakes are the most misguided, and this is why among the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, the Tao of tapping the heart is the most difficult to overcome.
The old master Huan Yun actually has excellent qualifications. It’s just that all the mountaintop immortals along the road to Dadu in Luzhou, Beiju, think that Huan Yun has a great future in Fulu and is in line with his own path. That’s why Huan Yun is so successful.
He knows very well that this is called a mute eating Coptidis chinensis and being unable to express the suffering. An expert once said clearly that if Huan Yun had entered Zongzitou Xian's family early and not learned the fancy ghost-drawing talismans, he would have been a fool long ago.
A Nascent Soul monk who is expected to reach the upper five realms.
Therefore, Huan Yun feels deeply about the word gain and loss.
When you are really helpless, you can only relieve your sorrow by practicing a practice that sharpens your Taoist heart.
The Taoist temple on the top of the mountain enshrines a statue of a middle-aged Taoist in a sitting posture, looking forward, with his hands folded in front of him.
There is a small brass incense burner on the incense table, with half of the incense embers remaining.
Everyone knew that the small incense burner with its discerning light was definitely an important Taoist weapon, but no one touched it.
Di Yuanfeng asked softly: "Master Sun, have you seen this person in the album of portraits of your Taoist gods?"
Sun Daoren shook his head, "I've never seen it before."
There was something he didn't dare to say. The Taoist in front of him had an ordinary appearance, and the whole statue gave people a feeling of being nothing more than ordinary, not even as shocking as the four statues of heavenly kings in the cave.
Chen Ping'an stared at the statue, as if he and the old Taoist from Donghai Taoist Temple had been traveling in the Ouhua Blessed Land for more than three hundred years. Occasionally, he would see the old Taoist sitting in this posture, but
It's not common. Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of sitting posture is nothing strange after all. However, Chen Ping'an had a vague feeling. He always felt that the true meaning of Taoism in the old temple master was reflected in the statue of the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him.
, somewhat similar.
Chen Pingan remembered four words from a Taoist classic.
Leave the country and forget about it.
The years are long.
The monks don't know the cold and heat under the mountain. The dead people have left a statue of a god empty. What can you do if you are as good as you are in Taoism during your lifetime? Don't you also know that the seasons change, and Taoists practice Taoism until the end. How high will they be?
Chen Ping'an sighed in his heart, took out three sticks of mountain water incense from the objects nearby, rubbed and lit the incense, and inserted it into the small incense burner.
Taoist Sun felt that this fellow Taoist was really wishful thinking. Could it be that he still hoped that the Taoist statue would still have some residual soul, and that just because you lit three sticks of incense, an opportunity would come to you?
Neither Master Huang nor Di Yuanfeng stopped this man from offering incense.
In fact, he wanted to use the black-robed old man's careless act of burning incense to judge whether the small incense burner would trigger the mechanism and create an extra chance, or trigger the mechanism and cause death.
Because the small incense burner must be taken away, it would be better if someone is willing to take risks to explore the way.
When the three sticks of incense burned out, there was no movement.
Di Yuanfeng then smiled and said: "Brother Huang got a robe first, and I got two pieces of jewelry. Then who should own this incense burner? Master Sun, Brother Chen?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I'll forget it. There are so many buildings in the mountain. Seventeen or eighteen haven't visited them. After we go our separate ways, it will be enough for me to keep busy. If Taoist Sun wants this incense burner, just take it."
Master Huang said: "I can use that robe to exchange for the incense burner with Master Sun."
Sun Daoren felt a pain in his body, but he still nodded and agreed.
Master Huang threw out the robe, moved the incense burner and put it into the package.
Then he cleaned out all the worthless clothes and bottles in the big suitcase and threw them on the ground.
Then he tore the luggage in half and threw one half to Di Yuanfeng as a package. Master Huang glanced at Daoren Sun who looked embarrassed and said, "Daoist Master Sun is wearing such a big Taoist robe. If you take it off, won't it just be a package?"
Taoist Sun suddenly realized this and was filled with joy.
Next, the four of them were busy in the small Taoist temple. Di Yuanfeng found a snow-white futon, and Taoist Sun pulled off several pieces of golden silk cloth of unknown material.
Master Huang guessed that there was a mystery hidden in the statue, so he suddenly smashed the entire statue with one punch, but gained nothing.
At that time, Chen Pingan was squatting on the ground, reaching out to touch the extremely moist blue bricks and knocking them. He had just made some plans when he heard the noise and looked up at Master Huang, who looked at Chen Pingan.
Grinning.
Sun Daoren was shocked. Di Yuanfeng just glanced at the broken statues on the ground, which turned out to be the most worthless wooden paintings, and stopped looking at them.
The four of them walked out of the Taoist temple together, and Taoist Sun had just crossed the threshold.
A series of explosions sounded from the waist of the tall and thin Taoist.
It was actually the string of pagoda bells that exploded.
Taoist Sun wailed endlessly, "It's tragic! It must be our disrespectful act that angered this Taoist god."
Master Huang and Di Yuanfeng looked at each other and without any hesitation, they went down the mountain to search for treasures in other buildings separately.
Taoren Sun hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to follow Di Yuanfeng. Instead, he followed Master Huang, shouted, "Wait for me," and ran over.
Soon the small Taoist temple behind the four people collapsed, dust flew up, and the sky was blocked.
Chen Pingan was not as anxious as the three others to go down the mountain to hunt for treasure.
Instead, he started picking up items that the other three were unwilling to take.
For example, those green glazed tiles that are too heavy and take up a lot of space, and those blue bricks that embody strong water transport.
In addition to the package leaning on his body, Chen Ping'an also has small items and items close to him.
It just so happened that a 蚍蜉 shop was opened on Laohuai Street in Chunlu Pu, which freed up a lot of space.
But what Chen Ping'an really wanted to collect were the broken pieces of wood from the statue that Master Huang had punched.
Among the ruins of the Taoist temple, Chen Ping'an's movements in fetching objects were neither hasty nor slow.
Pieces of gleaming glazed tiles were first put into the objects within easy reach. At the same time, they kept gently throwing the Taoist ruins and debris onto the square, carefully selecting the broken wood of the statues, and loading the glazed tiles while searching for the broken wood. It is said that the Glazed Pavilion in Baidi City has secret blue tiles and glazed tiles, which are layered on the roof ridge. It has the reputation of "the glazed pavilion has thousands of tiles, reflecting through the sea of clouds like blue waves."
After Chen Ping'an collected all the broken wood for the statues, he also installed one hundred and twenty glazed tiles, and his thoughts became a little weird.
When I looked up, it seemed that the ruins of the Taoist temple had been moved to a new location, from the original ruins to the White Jade Square.
Furthermore, those green bricks that contained traces of water transport and unusual aura put Chen Ping'an into a dilemma.
If he wanted to collect all the glazed tiles on the roof of the Taoist temple and the blue bricks on the ground, I'm afraid Chen Ping'an wouldn't be able to do it even if he had a few more close-by objects.
However, Chen Ping'an had no qualms about this.
Instead, among the things nearby, there are some old objects that are not worth much at all.
Compared to the blue bricks that contain a trace of the essence of water transport, or other chance treasures that will go to those halls and lofts next, they are worlds apart.
Chen Ping'an squatted down and put his hands on his sleeves.
Chen Pingan raised his head, reached out and touched the stubble on his chin, stood up, and moved as many bricks and glazed tiles as possible.
Not a single old thing among the things nearby has been lost.
Finally, Chen Ping'an lit three more sticks of incense and inserted them into the gaps between the two blue bricks of the Taoist temple ruins.
After it burned out, blow gently to disperse some of the ashes.
Chen Ping'an excavated the green bricks in a neat row, without moving them here and there, and erasing the excavation traces on the ground.
In the end, not even the square-inch objects were spared, and more than 30 green bricks were installed together with the objects close by.
After thinking about it, Chen Ping'an put another blue brick and two glazed tiles into his cross-body package. They were heavy and made people feel at ease.
So Chen Pingan stuffed two more green bricks into the package.
Then we went down the mountain.
Go and see that fellow Taoist Sun who has the softest heart.
If nothing else happens, when this fellow Daoist Sun finds a valuable treasure that even Master Huang covets, that will be the moment when Fellow Daoist Sun will die.
Before this fellow Taoist Sun shouted to Master Huang to wait for me, he actually told Chen Pingan from the bottom of his heart: Be careful of Qin Juyuan. Fellow Taoist had better not show up again. Take this opportunity to pick up the treasure and run away, getting further and further away. Well, life is worth more than money!
Chen Ping'an felt that just by saying these words, fellow Taoist Sun should be spared an accident.
During this trip to the mountains to hunt for treasures, the wealth of treasures found was far beyond Chen Pingan's imagination. It would make him laugh out of his dreams.
So what follows is a journey through the mountains and rivers.
If you get something occasionally, it's better; if you don't gain anything at all, it's not bad either.
However, Taoist Sun's string of pagoda bells shattered and exploded for no reason, which was very strange.
But compared to the weirdness everywhere in this cave, it seems to be normal.
Even though Chen Ping'an had just lit another Yang Qi Lantern Talisman, it was still a sign that the world was clear and clear, and there was no evil spirit at all.
Chen Pingan is at his wits end now.
It's nothing more than soldiers coming to cover up the water and earth.
Many natural disasters are actually just disasters.
Chen Pingan walked around the mountains of Taoist temple ruins on the White Jade Square. Chen Pingan's previous search and picking was as meticulous as a hair and his technique was skillful, so he would not miss anything.
If you really want to miss it, there is no need to think too much.
Chen Ping'an stood at the top of the steps and looked up.
Finally the second group of people arrived.
Compared to the sneakiness of the first group, this group is much more arrogant.
It was Zhan Qing, the young marquis of Beiting Kingdom, and Xiu Baibi, the direct descendant of the Shuilong Sect from Fuhui Kingdom.
Chen Ping'an posted a carrying tablet talisman on himself, and it flew down like a bird.