The only way

Chapter 598

Good luck on the ninth day of October.

The sky breaks through the clouds, the sun shines brightly, the golden crow rises to the top of the mountain, and the mist gathers on the mountainside.

White jade is the steps, glazed tiles, the palace is continuous, standing on the top of the mountains, like coming out of the mountains, like entering the clouds, like a palace in the sky, and then the sun is shining, thousands of golden lights are scattered, softly covering the hall, reflecting The color of Lixia comes out.

The ancient sect, which is extraordinary and refined, stands at the top of the cultivation world in the Eastern Continent, opened the enchantment at the foot of the mountain today, and transformed into a radiant spatial gate.

There are disciples lined up on both sides, a man and a woman standing at intervals, all dressed in Taoist robes of the Three Qing Dynasty, with wide sleeves and slanted fronts, with moire patterns and transparent colors, wearing Langhuan on the waist, crown jade on the head, green sash hanging down, falling jade and beads, body The posture is as pine as cypress, and the face is radiant.

This is the welcome disciple of the sect, he must be outstanding in talent and appearance, and his cultivation and foundation building are irresponsible.

Sanqing opened the alchemy ceremony for his disciples and invited all cultivators from all over the world. It was a rare and lively scene in front of the mountain gate today.

Countless colored streamers fell from all sides of the sky, none of which approached the Daozong of the Sanqing sect's protective array, and landed at the foot of the mountain, and then walked up the stone steps of the Daozong of the Sanqing sect that were glowing with faint aura .

Until the opening of the Sanqing Sect's gate, the Taoist post of the Sanqing Dao Sect was shown, and a monk led the way to the San Qing Dao Sect.

At the foot of the mountain, in the dense forest, there were two figures carefully hiding behind tall trees, one tall and one short, as if they were arguing about something, but their voices were kept extremely low, as if they were afraid of attracting the attention of other monks.

"Brother, we don't have an invitation card, so if we head forward, I'm afraid that we will all be eliminated by those big sects!" The shorter boy pulled the taller boy, his face was anxious and terrified.

The tall boy was dressed in a strange way. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were covered with a black cloth. The black cloth blocked most of the boy's face, but he could still see that the boy had a face as tall as a mountain. The bridge of the nose is thick, the lips are slightly thinner, but they are tightly pressed into a straight line, revealing a strong coldness and stubbornness.

"Didn't we come here for the alchemy ceremony of the Sanqing Daozong? These big sects have always been the most respectful. On such a lively and festive day, even ordinary people will not easily see blood. Inviting monks from all over the world, but Daozong Sanqing himself let it out!" The tall boy's voice was hoarse and deep, but his tone of voice was as cold and cold as the curvature of his lips.

The short boy looks ordinary, except for a scarlet tear mole at the corner of his eye, which is dazzling and radiant. Matched with the boy's 12-year-old white and tender skin, he still shows a bit of beauty. The boy's eyebrows are slightly frowned, and his hands are still tight Pulling the blindfolded boy's sleeves, he refused to budge, "Anyone can go! But we can't! Especially you, big brother, it's not like you don't know who we are!"

The blindfolded boy was silent for a moment, and the aura around him seemed to be congealed like an abyss for a moment, and finally he pulled his sleeve out of the little boy's hand without saying a word.

"We have no other choice! The whistle said that today the Sanqing Daozong opened the gates widely, and even monks who don't have a Taoist card can get a wedding gift from the Sanqing Daozong if they come to the Sanqing Daozong to congratulate them!"

"That's not okay, even if there is a wedding gift, it's not worth our risk!" The little boy shook his head like a rattle.

"However, during the wedding ceremony, I heard that there is a unique Herb of Sanqing!" The blindfolded boy pursed his lips and said stubbornly.

The Herb of Dendrobium is often burned by monks to make aromatherapy, it can clear the altar of the mind, brighten the eyes, and psychic power. Ordinary people who take it can restore eyesight and clear obstacles.

However, it also has another effect that few people know about, that is, it can cure a rare and rare Gu poison.

Xie Dendrobium only grows in the Sanqing Sect. Although it grows a lot, it mostly supplies the disciples in the sect to burn incense and practice, and it rarely flows out on weekdays. As for how the blindfolded boy knew it and why he got it, it is his own. Karma.

Hearing the word Xiehucao, the short boy paused with his outstretched hand, the mole at the corner of his eye trembled slightly, finally put down his hand dejectedly, and said through gritted teeth, "Then I will go with elder brother!"

The blindfolded boy shook his head, resolutely, "Don't mess around, we can't both have accidents!"

The implication is that even the young man is not sure, if he goes to Sanqing to seek spiritual grass, he will be safe and sound.

As if thinking of something, the light in the short boy's eyes dimmed slightly, and finally he didn't stop the blindfolded boy anymore.

Although the blindfolded boy was blindfolded, he seemed to be able to see the road. He walked steadily towards the high stone steps of the Sanqing Daozong, step by step towards the Sanqing Daozong Mountain Gate at the end.

On the way, there were monks passing by from time to time, groups of foundation-establishing monks that were rarely seen in the past, and even monks in the Golden Core realm passed by one or two from time to time.

The blindfolded boy is only capable of practicing Qi. Even if a group of monks fear the prestige of Sanqing and dare not fly in the air or cause trouble, the coercion will not be completely restrained, especially for those who are obviously weak and weak. A monk, such as a blindfolded boy.

The coercion is stronger than the other. The blindfolded boy's forehead is dripping with sweat, and he climbs the stone steps continuously. His footsteps are as heavy as falling stones, but he never changes direction, does not bend his spine, and his thin lips are pursed more and more straight. , but the footsteps did not stop.

Before the blindfolded boy reached the mountain gate, his clothes were already wet with sweat, his face was pale, and there was even a little dark red blood between his teeth, but the boy swallowed it back abruptly.

He was afraid that the monks of the Sanqing Taoist sect would feel unlucky when they saw this, and if they missed their chance to get the spiritual herb, it would be worthless.

Although the gate of the mountain is opened with an enchantment door, after the enchantment, the plaque of the mountain gate hanging several feet high is still clearly visible. Dao's majestic foundation-building aura was released without any concealment, but it was gentle and peaceful, without the slightest intention of hurting others, it was just for deterrence.

And the group of monks at the foot of the mountain who had released their coercion mercilessly before, no matter whether it was the foundation or the golden core, once they stepped within a hundred feet of the Sanqing Mountain Gate, they all restrained their breath, smiled, and laughed.

The blindfolded boy only felt that as soon as he stepped a hundred feet into the Sanqing Mountain Gate, his whole body became clear, and a fresh fragrance came to his nostrils. The vaguely painful dark wounds in his body were slowly recovering, and even his spiritual power was slowly circulating.

Shocked in his heart, the blindfolded boy suddenly felt that he should bring the short boy to the Sanqing Mountain Gate together just now. However, this thought was only for a moment, and was thrown away by the blindfolded boy, who glanced at the high hanging mountain gate secretly and fearfully At the bottom, there is a faint reflection of light.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have my Sanqing Taoist post?"

The skirt was like a lotus, and the delicate fragrance filled the sleeves. The beautiful and white female cultivator of Sanqing Foundation Establishment stepped forward and asked with a smile, kindly and politely.

　The author never counts the words at will. Those who appear in the scene must be supporting actors with names and surnames. Eight out of ten will be related to the protagonist. It is not nonsense, nor is it a word count. It is a pit buried before. A development result, and a new pit, everyone can guess freely, there must be a reason for everything that exists!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)