Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 319 Gathering (single)

The large formation cracked, but in fact only a part of the formation could not sustain due to excessive wear and tear, the rest remained intact, and the entire mountain was still shrouded in white mist.

But the bystanders couldn't tell, seeing the clouds and fog gathered, the rainbow glowing, and the outermost frost and fog dissipating silently at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was a lot of noise for a while, and the shouts and killings on the two sides of the mountain were suppressed, and gradually there was no movement.

The blessed land is about to open up?
Similar thoughts came to everyone's mind.

The blood-stained warrior climbed to the top of the mound, looked at it for a while, his face was mostly hesitant, but the weight in his arms kept him calm for the last time, he gritted his teeth, turned around and walked away.

Even though a dragon and a tiger shook his armor and cracked rocks, his fists were no match for four hands. The big knife tied around his waist had already been wounded in the previous fierce fight, and he drank the lives and blood of an unknown number of greedy people.

But at this time, the body is tired, the strength is scattered, and everyone around is eager to move. If you don't leave, you will be swallowed by greed sooner or later, and you will be reduced to the same fate as those before.

The bones are buried in the barren mountains and mountains, and the hard work of going deep into the blessed land is in vain.

Looking around, there were not a few people who also chose to retreat and leave when the great formation changed. Most of them were carrying precious medicines, or found enough money from the corpses.

The three teachings and nine streams gathered together, and there were only a few precious medicines and most of them were never brought out in the blessed land. Otherwise, they were guarded by the great sect and no one dared to touch them. Fortunately, those who dare to come to this place have some family background, and it is worthwhile to pay some money.

hum!There was an uproar one after another, and the hustle and bustle was boiling.

"Where is the idiot! How dare you make a mistake!"

At the same time when the crowd surrounded the big formation, there was a loud shout, followed by successive curses and screams rushing into the ears.

Outside, the last sliver of fog dissipated, and the shade of the trees was no longer covered. In the next moment, some people ran wildly, and some raised their knives to the left and right, sneak attacking, stabbing, even just dragging, all wanting to take the lead .

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Not far away, Jiang Qin'an and the others remained silent. The previous four groups of people entered, and they had harvested enough precious medicines. Now they are all being sent to the base camp in the rear to be studied by various factions.

Now, here, only the gray old man at the front has a box, which contains a elixir picked by a disciple of a small sect.

For this reason, Haiyunguan and several sects jointly gave each other almost a premium in return.

"It seems that you don't need to take elixir with you to enter the blessed land, but once the inheritance is born later, maybe these spiritual materials produced in the blessed land can be used."

All the old gods were there, and they all nodded yes.In fact, everyone has no idea whether it is practical or not. If it weren't for the pressure of Haiyun Guan on his head, and the most powerful sects all turned to the Taoist sect, I am afraid that it would be difficult to let these stone-tooth warriors hand in the elixir safely. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Fortunately, everyone's foundation is in Shiya. With the increase of foreign scattered people and forces, local warriors and Taoist priests naturally join together, and there are core figures communicating with each other among many sects. So far, there have been no major problems.

If Chen Yu was here, seeing such a harmonious scene, he might sigh the simplicity of the folk customs.

A group of people are still waiting, also waiting for the first group of people to enter to test the situation inside.

On the other hand, the reason for not entering yet is that there are still some helpers who have not yet arrived.

"Then why doesn't Old Daoist come here? He said he was hurrying to ride his horse all the way, but he didn't arrive in half a day!"

"Daoist Meng Yun, Yuanyang Peak is not close, even if you ride a horse, it will take a while, and your cultivation will probably be fast, wait a little longer, anyway, the blessed land appears in my Shiya territory, and you can't escape it by running."

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Li, I heard that your disciples discussed the Dao with the fourth generation disciples of Zhengyuan Temple not long ago, but they were single-handedly overthrown, but they were so angry?"

"Nonsense! Then... more or less evenly matched, just one move away, one move away..."

A few seniors, old men and old ladies joked that most of them had been in this state capital and had been dealing with them for many years.Gradually, they began to expose each other's faults and embarrass each other. This one was so and so when he was young, and that one had a secret love for so-and-so, but Jiang Qin'an and other "little Taoist priests" and "little disciples" behind him could only watch and pretend not to hear.

Surrounded by darkness and crowds of people, only this mountain is much more peaceful and quiet.

After a long time, a white-haired old man came on horseback, but everyone was shocked when they looked back, especially the first few elders, their eyes widened.

"Yu, old Taoist Yu! You are..."

I saw that the visitor had black hair and black eyes, he was full of energy, the skin folds on his forehead were light, his breath flowed while walking and walking, and his face was ruddy.

It's not like a seventy-year-old old man at all!

The younger generation was also shocked. The person in front of them was quite different from the true cultivator who presided over the Jiuqi Guangsheng Dharma in their impression. Not to mention the appearance, but the faint breath and vigorous steps all over his body. Looks like a bit of a bloodbath!
It can't be called rejuvenation, but when compared with the elders of the other houses next to it, the difference is too obvious.

"Let's talk about this later, it's important."

Yu Qimeng laughed, his eyes were no longer cloudy and dull, his voice was firm, and he walked a few feet away with one step, floating like a fairy.

Obviously, you don't need to care about what you say, but when you reunite with your friends after a long absence, it is still rare to be so complete, and it is inevitable to express your feelings.

"The old Daoist has a lot of encounters. It's here, maybe I can share it with fellow Daoists."

Hearing this, although everyone was puzzled, they could only suppress it in their hearts. Some people even wondered whether this old Taoist Yu secretly took the elixir brought out from the blessed land, but on second thought, something was wrong. After all, he is so brave. It's not that there are people who swallow the precious medicine raw, but none of them have this change.

Could it be that Yuanyang Peak has also left the blessed land?It seems that there are no rumors of visions...

Everyone's minds were in turmoil, and a Taoist true cultivator who seemed to have lived out his second life arrived, and the Shiya people finally had a backbone. As for why Qi Meng was invited to come, the reason was simple. Shi Ya has known the leaders of various factions and the elders for decades, and also heard the story of a fairy family Taoist here, a blessed land descended, and it is said that the inheritance of becoming a fairy is in it.

Yu Laodao has not forgotten that the reason why he has all the changes today is related to the indelible method of breathing and self-cultivation engraved in his mind.

"A few people came to the Zhengyuan Temple beforehand, but after hearing what Yunzhen said, there seemed to be changes in the blessed land, so they didn't send anyone to explore it."

The Yunzhen he was talking about was the master of Zhengyuan Temple.

Yu Qimeng half-leaved Zhengyuan Temple more than ten years ago. Although he brought out the current temple master, after living in seclusion in Yuanyang Peak, he seldom pays attention to Taoist affairs, whether it is good or bad, even if the weather turns It has declined, and there are a few vacancies in the Book Pavilion. With his old face, it should be no problem to protect one or two people from destroying the inheritance.

(End of this chapter)