Seeing this well-known master, master, master, master Gao, Zhao Ran quickly saluted: "Xiaodao..." He didn't know what to call him, so he changed his words: "Xiaodao is so polite!"
Qing Jun was startled, then suddenly smiled: "You little Taoist priest, that's quite interesting. I thought you were going to say, 'You are being polite,' haha. You can call me Fairy Qing, but I don't mind calling you Ancestor."
No."
Zhao Ran had heard about the name Lord of the Green Mountains for a long time. According to his original thoughts, this great shape-shifting demon with an extremely famous name was either an old man or an old woman, or even a ferocious-looking man.
, all expected. But what caught his eye was a stunning woman in her thirties. Looking up from the corner of her eyes, her figure was really alluring, and her every move had a charm that made people blush and make their hearts beat.
He knew she was a goblin, but couldn't help but want to get close to her. How could Zhao Ran call her "ancestor"?
"Let's call you Green Fairy, ancestor - you look too old and don't match your peerless youth."
Qing Jun pursed his lips and smiled and said: "You little Taoist priest can talk." He turned to the old woman and said: "Grandma Qing, prepare a banquet to welcome Master Zhang."
The old woman responded, turned around and left. Zhang Laodao asked, "Qingjun has broken through the barrier this time. It seems that he has improved again."
Qingjun said: "Thanks to Master Zhang's guidance, I have made great progress in my physical cultivation. I have faded away the ups and downs of the past, and the great road is near."
Zhang Laodao smiled: "Congratulations to Mr. Qing."
After a while, Granny Qing returned to the pavilion and spread out a banquet in the pavilion. There were all kinds of fruits and melons, as well as the meat of birds and animals, as well as the fruit wine brewed by Daqingshan. It was a very rich meal.
As soon as they were set up, they listened to Qingjun's instructions: "Grandma Qing, there are distinguished guests coming to the mountain."
The old woman took the order and led a long-bearded old Taoist in white robes and white hair into the pavilion, and sat opposite Zhang Lao Tao.
Zhang Laodao said to Zhao Zhiran: "My name is Patriarch Longyang."
Zhao Ran hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I have met Patriarch Longyang."
Long Yangzi nodded and motioned for Zhao Ran to sit down. Without saying much, he held up the wine cup to signal.
Zhang Laodao, Qingjun and Zhao Ran all raised their glasses in response and started the banquet in silence.
This meal made Zhao Ran quite uncomfortable. Opposite was the Lord of Qingshan, on the right was Zhang Laodao, on the left... Although the one on the left didn't understand who he was, he could sit with Zhang Laodao and Qingjun.
Naturally, they are people of the same generation. In addition to these three people, there is an old woman with advanced cultivation standing next to her. Although this feeling is a great honor, these people do not hide their cultivation, and the spiritual pressure they exude is solid.
On pins and needles!
However, the three people at the table remained silent, minding their own food, clinking their glasses while drinking, and saying nothing, which made Zhao Ran even more restless.
This banquet was also very long. We ate from afternoon to night, from the time the morning star lit up to sunrise, and then continued to eat.
Zhao Ran ate at the same table with these three big men and was always in a state of high tension. Feeling the spiritual pressure emanating from them, he had to use his exercises to resist. After staying up for several hours, he felt extremely tired and had no choice but to
Next, he simply took out the futon given to him by the teacher and sat on it.
From then on, Zhao Ran gradually got used to this kind of "sitting", and while concentrating on keeping his mind, he slowly ate the wine, vegetables and fruits that had been changed countless times...
Fortunately, these wines, vegetables, fruits and vegetables seem to have a unique taste. After eating them, a stream of spiritual power gradually arises in the sea of qi, forming a thick spiritual power group.
Zhao Ran was in the cave of Qingjun, the Lord of Daqing Mountain, eating and drinking day and night. Except sometimes he couldn't hold it back and ran out to pay respects, he was really sleepless.
Dining with these three top monks at the same table, Zhao Ran's spirit was always in a tense state, and enjoying the service of another great demon was not something that ordinary people could bear.
In this long pavilion, the pressure is getting stronger and stronger. Every pressure brings Zhao Ran more feelings than the impact he experienced when he faced the Eastern Celestial Master in the Jade Emperor Pavilion that day.
The four pressures are different. Zhang Laodao's pressure is soft and subtle, but endless, as deep as the sea; Long Yangzi's pressure is as hot as the sun, making people afraid to face him; Qingjun
The coercion was full of inexplicable temptations, which made people uneasy; Granny Qing was exchanging wine and food on the side, and when she occasionally approached Zhao Ran, her coercion was like a knife, cutting into his consciousness unexpectedly.
In the first few days, Zhao Ran lived a "suffering" life, and this painful state reached its peak on the seventh day! Zhao Ran never thought that a Jiefeng banquet could last so long. This banquet lasted
On the seventh day, Zhao Ran was already in a trance, completely forgetting what he was doing here...
When I was wandering in the sky, I suddenly heard the first sentence in seven days. This sentence came from Zhang Laodao: "You brat, wake up!"
Zhao Ran suddenly woke up from his trance: "Ah? What did the great master call me for?"
"Do you have a Lihuo magic robe? Do you also have a formation disk?"
"Yes. They are all damaged."
"take out."
Zhao Ran hurriedly took it out. Zhang Laodao looked at it and handed it to Long Yangzi, who took it and put it in his arms.
Zhao Ran didn't know why, and when he was about to ask a question, he heard Zhang Laodao cough and said: "Keep eating."
After spending these seven days of "life was worse than death", Zhao Ran finally regained his composure and gradually got used to it, or perhaps the word "numb" would be more appropriate.
In Zhao Ran's body, the abundant spiritual power contained in the melons, fruits, meat, and spiritual wine and soup that he drank automatically accumulated into the sea of qi. Under the astonishing pressure of the four great monks, he moved towards the qi sea.
Go in the direction of Dan Fei in the sea.
This huge accumulated spiritual power came to the position of the elixir fetus, wanting to penetrate deep into the elixir fetus and merge into it. However, the elixir fetus is transformed from the power of merit. The two are different in nature, how can they blend with each other?
The coercion continued, and more spiritual power was pressed over and merged into an increasingly larger group of spiritual energy. This group of spiritual energy could never be combined with the elixir fetus, and continued to accumulate at the location of the elixir fetus.
Zhao Ran watched the changes in his body, and suddenly his heart moved. He extracted a small amount of essence and blended it into the spiritual energy. He started to use the most common technique of Taoism - Shangqing Jue to start refining it with spiritual power.
At the same time, the acupoints all over the body light up one by one, forming a wall of air at the same position of the merit elixir, and a new sea of air gradually takes shape!
This sea of qi overlaps with the original sea of qi, but they do not blend with each other. They exist alone but co-exist. They are divided into two but one is one. It is unclear and unclear, which confirms the original meaning of "mysterious and mysterious".
When you look at the sea of merit and virtue, the sea of merit and virtue appears, while the sea of spiritual power and Qi disappears; when you look at the sea of spiritual power and Qi, the sea of spiritual power and Qi appears, while the sea of merit and virtue disappears. However, the magic power generated by the two can compensate for each other, and both
It has the true nature of spiritual power and meritorious power. This is the source of the two images!
Among them, merit and mana are more pure, single and unsullied; spiritual power and mana are rich in content, including the long and far-reaching coercion of the four monks, sharp, touching, and unpredictable.