Zhao Ran watched Duanmu Chunming leave, wiped his cold sweat, put away the formation plate and Lihuo Dharma Divine Robe, thought about it, and changed the direction to go down the mountain. This fight was really inexplicable, Duanmu Madman came out of nowhere, and it was inexplicable
It's really confusing to leave.
My own cultivation level is still not enough. Although I have two elixir fetuses, when it comes to fighting, I still have to endure the humiliation and bear the burden. I just hope that I can go smoothly and strive to be able to form elixirs next year. Even if I still can't defeat Duanmu Chunming, I still can't defeat him.
Human, but I think I have some confidence to protect myself.
I will be thirty next year, and a thirty-year-old Jindan monk sounds pretty good.
After descending from Lushan Mountain, we went to the restaurant near Xunyang Town that advertised "Three Stones and One Tea", asked for a single room, and slowly waited for Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Jing walked in under the sky full of sunset, sat down opposite Zhao Ran, picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth.
"Is this Lushan's Yunwu Tea? I've been to Lushan many times before, but I never had time to taste it. Now that I drink it, the taste is just average." After saying that, he reached out and grabbed a handful of pastries from the dessert plate on the table.
Pop it into your mouth and chew it.
Zhao Ran smiled and said: "Senior Brother Dongfang, I haven't seen you for two years, why have you changed? You weren't like this before, right..."
Dongfang Jing swallowed the snack and said, "Have you become rude? Haha, no problem, let the waiter serve."
Zhao Ran called the waiter in and told him to pass the dishes quickly. In a short time, the food and wine were ready.
After drinking three glasses in a row, Dongfang praised: "This wine is pretty good. Is it probably brewed in this restaurant?"
"I brewed it with five-flower fragrant cloud leaves. How does it taste? I only got three jars this year. I specially opened one jar today to celebrate my senior brother, Master Breaking the Realm."
Zhao Ran opened his mouth and came. There was an unknown amount of this wine piled up in the cellar of his Junshan Temple. There were thirty jars if not fifty jars! But he insisted on saying it was three jars, but no one went to verify it.
When Zhao Ran broke through Huang Guan, Dongfang Jing gave him a tortoise eye of a black armored turtle. This object could enhance the power of the magic weapon, and he embedded it into the compass of the Bagua Array in the Moon Ming Illusion.
It's not polite to come back and not reciprocate. At this moment, Dongfang Jing's cultivation level is advanced. Zhao Ran naturally has to spend a lot of money, so he took out a rosewood box and handed it over: "I haven't seen my senior brother for a long time. This small gift is too late.
For a year and a half, I feel so ashamed."
Dongfang Jing was not polite. He opened the box and saw a tin staff about a foot long lying on the soft gold silk satin.
Dongfang Jing was a little surprised: "This is a Buddhist hand tin. How could a junior brother have such an object?" He took out the hand tin and held it in his palm. His magic power penetrated slightly, and then he quickly withdrew it.
This stick is held by Buddhist monks. The head of the stick is in the shape of a wheel orb. After being infused with magic power, it can produce various powers by gently shaking it. This place is a secular restaurant, and Dongfang Jing is not easy to perform live.
He tried, but after he had just probed into the magic power, he felt something. He knew that this was a high-level magic weapon. For Buddhist monks, only those who have achieved the golden body of Arhat can exert its full power.
"It's a good thing. I wonder where did you get it from? Did you get it from the battle to encircle and suppress the great monk Xuanci? Or did you get it from the Cave of Sutra Temple?"
"It is a magic weapon found in the cave of Shujing Temple. Most of them were taken away by Master Zhang Dazhen and Patriarch Longyang. Junior brother, I only got a few pieces. This tin is in good condition and looks quite exquisite, so I gave it to you as a gift.
I'll give it to senior brother to play with. Unfortunately, it's a Buddhist magical weapon and it's not very easy to use. If senior brother gets tired of playing with it, he can also send it to the Baojing Pavilion to exchange for something suitable. In short, just follow your wishes."
Dongfang Jing nodded, put the tin stick back into the rosewood box, and then put it away.
The two of them said goodbye to each other while drinking wine. Zhao Ran told the story of discussing affairs in the Zhenshi Hall, destroying the cave of Shushu Temple, and besieging and killing Xuanci. Dongfang Li sighed: "This experience is really interesting, and I generally agree with it."
I received some news, but it is not as detailed as my junior brother, it can be called thrilling. It is a pity that I was not able to participate in it, which is really a pity."
Zhao Ran asked about Dongfang Jing's whereabouts, and Dongfang Jing also told the story. After he broke through the realm and became the Archmage, he left the mountain gate of Yuhuang Pavilion, first went north to the vast sea, crossed the desert, and then arrived at the prairie. From the prairie
Heading eastward, we entered Liaodong, a land of white mountains and black waters, and then took a sea boat into the sea. We visited various islands in the vast sea, and even went down to the bottom of the sea to explore legendary secrets. After that, we landed ashore and visited Huangshan Mountain, where we were deeply moved by the wonders of this mountain.
Instead of staying in a pavilion, he slept outdoors in the mountains and spent half a year repairing it.
Zhao Ran sighed: "This is the true joy of cultivating. In comparison, senior brother is a true monk, and junior brother I am just a layman. Junior brother, I was very proud of being welcomed and sent off at the Jade Emperor Pavilion Double Cultivation Ceremony, but senior brother was in the green mountains and beautiful waters.
It’s really shameful to cultivate your temperament in this time.”
Dongfang Jing smiled and asked, "How was the Double Cultivation Ceremony? How was my Uncle Chu? You were very happy, weren't you?"
Zhao Ran said: "How can you not be happy? Master Chu and Qigu have gone through more than 20 years of ups and downs and finally come together. For today, Master Chu has even refused to clean the cave of the Buddhist temple. The friendship between them is admirable to the world."
Dongfang Jing smiled and raised his glass: "Come, let's have three glasses of wine in celebration of Uncle Chu and Aunt Qi...Qi's marriage!"
Zhao Ran then told the story about Zhao Liniang making a big fuss about the double cultivation ceremony, which made Dongfang Jing lie on the table and laugh: "My little uncle, although his appearance is ordinary, he is indeed gifted and is very lucky to have women."
Xiu's favor, Master Zhao likes my junior uncle, we all know this, but we didn't expect that she would actually make a big fuss, haha, it's so interesting..."
Dongfang Jing laughed so much that he burst into tears, which made Zhao Ran a little confused for a moment, thinking, is this so funny?
One jar of wine was quickly finished, so Zhao Ran had to open the second jar. When the second jar was finished, Zhao Ran had to open the third jar. When the third jar was finished, Zhao Ran had no choice but to drink it.
He took it out again. He just said that he only got three pots this year. Now he has to take out another pot. Do you still have the face?
Fortunately, Dongfang Jing was not too self-indulgent. Zhao Ran said "I drank too much" and "drank myself out", so he also lost interest.
Zhao Ran wanted to invite Dongfang Jing to take a break at the Shengtian Inn in Zongguan, but Dongfang Jing did not intend to go. He wanted to continue traveling in the world and see more of the wind and rain in the world in order to consolidate his cultivation realm and hone his skills.
Daoxin.
So Zhao Ran could only buy a small boat at the head of the Xunyang River and let Dongfang Jing sail down the boat. There was no wind tonight and the full moon hung in the sky. Dongfang Jing took advantage of the wine and recited poems and gradually disappeared into the night.
Zhao Ran returned to the general view, looked up at the empty door beam of the inn, took out a pen and paper while drinking, and wrote the four characters "Shengtian Inn". Yinggu Song and Ma Gong were watching from the side and asked: "Zhao Ran
What is the envoy doing?"
Zhao Ran pointed to the door beam and said: "Without the horizontal plaque, who knew your place was called Shengtian Inn?"
The two spiritual kings nodded and said, "What Ambassador Zhao Wei said is true, so how about pasting it on?"
After the four big characters were pasted, the two Lingjuns were very happy and hurriedly expressed their gratitude to Zhao Ran. However, Zhao Ran looked left and right and was not satisfied, and asked: "Do I have to call it this name? Can I change it to another one? This one
The name is a bit cheesy.”
The welcoming pine jumped on Zhao Ran's shoulder and asked: "What name does Zhao Wei want to change to?" Immediately, Gong Ye kept snoring: "The name Zhao Wei wants to come up with must be a good one."
Zhao Ran wrote quickly again, then pointed to the door beam and said with a smile: "Come on, put it on!"
A genius can remember the address of this website in one second:..:m.