Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 409 Helpless
Having said that, the practice also has its unique features.

Chen Yu once deduced the blood orifice purification through only a few steps of Yu Qimeng's acupoint fixation, and further developed and used it to refine the power that suits him, thus cultivating a wonderful scene.

Now, there is a fork in the road under his feet, and the other end seems to be unblocked, so he has no reason to abandon it.Chen Yu continued to study in the sea of ​​books, and countless feelings arose, swirling and extinguishing in the sea of ​​consciousness, setting off huge waves.

Collision, touch, a trace of inspiration comes from it.

Gradually, this set of practice method named by him as "false god" took shape, but it didn't go deep. Instead, he turned around and tried to reproduce some of its beneficial aspects on his own path.

The sun rotates, the stars and the moon fly.

This is not a one-day effort, not to mention that Chen Yu wants to use the foundation of the [-] volumes of Taoist scriptures in Zhenwu Mountain to sort out the past in one go, fill in the shortcomings, and at the same time integrate all kinds of cultivation methods he has in one furnace, so that he can cook Take some exercise, extract the essence and discard the dross, so that the road under your feet will be more spacious and smooth.

In a blink of an eye, six days have passed.

On this day, Chen Yu was still nesting in the 28 mountains of Zhenwu Mountain, going back and forth to each mountain continuously, rummaging through the book collection places other than the three major Buddhist scriptures pavilions, and even waved away the memories of hundreds of Taoists in the mountains , throwing away all kinds of privacy, all the scriptures and meanings that have been heard and seen are copied and copied, put into the consciousness, turned into handfuls of firewood to ignite the flames, and violently scorched the inch that was condensed by thousands of thoughts. A fuzzy aura.

Half a month after Xiaobi, Zhenwu Mountain returned to its usual calm, and the hustle and bustle was blown by the wind. However, when the little Taoist priests were happily discussing the harvest this time, the speakers from each mountain had been called away from the main line. When walking out of the golden dome of the main hall, a trace of shadow hangs in the bottom of the eyes, as if a huge stone is pressing on the heart.

"Master, is it necessary?"

With a bamboo hairpin in his hair, the old Taoist turned his head when he heard the words, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist who followed quickly.

The other party's face was scorched, and he touched it with his hands, and the golden silk and green sleeves unconsciously kneaded into wrinkles.

"Xuan Ming, don't panic."

The old Taoist shook the ruler in his hand, stroked his beard and looked back.

"Your master uncle has his own considerations. Maybe you think that the current situation is not like this. The big deal is to close the mountain. However, you stand in different positions, so your thoughts and thoughts must be different."

"Besides, the current situation is not as good as expected at the beginning, and it is not possible to get over it with just one letter."

The old Taoist stepped down the steps, walking slowly but calmly, "Zhengyang Temple is in a difficult and dangerous situation, and Zhenwu is also embarrassed. And the thinking of tens of thousands of people attached to my true martial arts."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist turned around and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist who was still a little sullen, and the other party sighed helplessly: "The disciples naturally understand what the master said, but the time is not waiting for me. The situation at the foot of the mountain is getting worse every day. It is not easy to maintain a ray of incense."

The middle-aged Taoist frowned, and continued: "The closure of the mountain at this moment is not only a shelter for the disciples of the disciples, but it will not completely split the court. If we extradite a disciple of Zhengyang in advance to continue his inheritance, it would be a big deal. good thing..."

"Okay! I can't do such a thing as a real martial artist."

"Master! Is this adding insult to injury?! This disciple has never thought about it. It's just that Zhengyang Temple and Liang Ting have been entangled too deeply in the past ten years. Drink a peck and enjoy yourself..."

Snapped!
"The old Taoist asked you to read some books on Shimen to understand by analogy, and you just read it as a definite conclusion?!"

With a slap on his shoulder, the old Taoist was full of anger, as if he was going to clean up the house in the next moment, the middle-aged Taoist muttered, but he didn't continue any more, just took a few sneak peeks until the old Taoist lost his energy, Still couldn't help persuading: "I don't mean that, but I really want to think like the head teacher and the mountain masters of Dangmo Peak and Huayang Peak. It even hurts itself!"

Hearing the words, the old Taoist stared deeply, then turned around and waved his sleeves, and walked away.

"Don't bother the old Taoist with these things, it's better to listen to your uncle and go to rest!"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't have time to catch up, and more Taoists came out from all around, all of different ages, none of them young.

Everyone nodded in greeting, or had a chat, and threw out some thoughts that had not been expressed in the Golden Roof Hall for reference.

The middle-aged Taoist priest also joined, expressing his thoughts again, but there are not many supporters, he is helpless, he really thinks about Zhenwu, whether he extradites Zhengyang Temple or closes the mountain and closes the door, there is no selfishness.

"That's all. Since we will face Liang Ting sooner or later, we will go to the main line to discuss with the head teacher later. Even if the mountain is not closed, some necessary preparations must be made to prevent Liang Ting from doing something crazy."

He had traveled in the lower reaches of the mountains, and his perception of the imperial court was not good at all. He knew how bottomless those powerful people wearing crowns, jade hats and sable furs were.

Zhenwu Mountain is too big, with [-] miles of rivers and rivers, almost occupying less than half of Yuezhou. It has great power, and it is also the leader of the Taoist sect. The martial arts and people's popularity are not shallow, second only to Zhengyang Temple.

If it wasn't so, why would the Yue King, who is the uncle of the current Emperor Liang, be sealed here.

Guarded by heavy soldiers, the emperor's relatives, and an armed force under his command, the existence of such a near emperor is only two hundred miles away from Zhenwu Mountain.

"I hope they can consider it, otherwise something bad will happen."

The middle-aged Taoist bid farewell to the other mountain masters, and while walking on the road, he was thinking about when and how to give advice again.As a real disciple of Zhenwu Mountain Yuhua, the middle-aged Taoist priests are not as amazing and talented as their senior brothers, and they are not as good as their senior brothers and sisters who are familiar with the world. Not many, there are only seven or eight people in the 28 mountains who have a little communication, and there are only two or three people who can really be regarded as Taoist friends.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Xuancheng and Master Xuankong Mountain both went to the southwest not long ago, and now that something happened, there is no one who wants to discuss it."

Fellow Daoist Xuancheng has always been skilled in thinking, he has acquainted with people all over Zhenwu, if he can discuss the matters here, maybe there will be a lot of changes.

However, more than a month ago, a letter from the southwest made this junior brother absent-minded. It's cloudy.

Half a month ago, Fellow Daoist Xuancheng couldn't wait, not only took away the other two masters from Lique Mountain, but also invited away the famous Master Danding from Mount 28. Hearing that the other party went to Zhengyang Temple, Jingxin Pavilion, Wanwan Temple, etc. The Miao Dan Sect and other Taoist sects, as well as the forces in the rivers and lakes, invited people from all walks of life who are well versed in the way of Qihuang medicine refining.

Went to the Southwest together.

The middle-aged Taoist Xuanming secretly said, there was a lot of commotion at the time, almost the entire Lingdan Peak was emptied, and several masters and mountain masters followed, not to mention a big mountain gate, and half-grown Taoist boys were removed from top to bottom Besides, anyone who could move was taken away by Xuancheng.

At that time, he was comprehending a new Daoist book, and he was immersed in it, but he didn't ask much about it.

I only know that it seems to be related to the immortal elixir in the legend of the Southwest.

Shaking his head, he no longer thinks about these things. What is more important now is how to face the current difficult situation. The presence or absence of several alchemy masters has little influence.

This should also be the reason why Master Master would let the other party go.

Taoist Xuanming walked quickly towards Liangyue Peak. The mountain gate where he sits is in the northwest of Zhenwu, very secluded.

……

On the official road, dust is everywhere.

The convoy, which had just been rescued from a gang of daring bandits, was picking up speed to reach its destination before dark.

The one-armed Qian Xuanzhong, together with his female relatives, looked at the young man who was surrounded by a group of people, saying nice words one after another, flattering him with a happy face and waving brows.

"Hey, this trick is not the black tiger's heart-throwing trick, it's our Yijianmen's unique skill, five-fingered bone-breaking claws, a first-class martial arts magic technique!"

"Ah? How can you knock people out of Zhang Xu? This is related to the secret biography of the master, but it seems that everyone is worthy of trust, so it's okay to tell you, this is it"

Cough!

The burly young man spoke and stood not far in front of the line. The other party turned his head and glanced at his junior brother who was already overjoyed and overjoyed. The veins in his forehead trembled, and then he thought about this person's temperament, so he had to take back the preaching that came to his mouth, and stared. He cast a glance at the young man, making him reflect on himself, and immediately stepped forward, calmly shaking off the whining and chattering crowd around him, making the team clean again.

This is a master.

Qian Xuanzhong thought to himself, now that he is one-armed, his left-handed sword has only been practiced for a few months, so it is not as good as before.But fortunately, the left-handed sword art given by Chen Daoyou is extremely powerful, every move and every move is far more powerful than before, so the strength of each increase and decrease is not much weaker than the ordinary Tongjin level.

It's just that the person on the opposite side may not just be as simple as Tongjin... He glanced faintly, and then turned his gaze to the other person without any trace. , judging that the strength is not low, then this means a bit weird.

There were bandits attacking just now, just when he was about to attack, these two people came on horseback from the back of the team. The handsome and handsome young man seemed to be a man who hated evil and hated evil, he drew out his long sword and fought with the enemy.

Qian Xuanzhong could see clearly that this person did not have much strength, his muscles were slack, maybe he could only use his strength for a hundred days.However, it was such a young man who chopped off the wooden shield that the bandits had found somewhere with one sword. The shield was so thick that it had a finger!
Natural power?Kung fu exploded?
Judging from the smooth movements afterwards, it was not the above reasons. Qian Xuanzhong was curious, but he didn't hesitate to ask directly. He is hiding in the crowd now, just to protect his relatives, friends and family.

I don't want to stir up trouble.

On the other side, the young man was still muttering, following behind the burly young man, also riding a straddle horse.

"Uh, senior brother, don't tell the master, I couldn't help it just now, people sometimes like this."

With a hippie smile on his face, he kept smiling, and he saw black lines all over the face of the burly young man.

He squinted behind his eyes, drove his horse closer, and whispered softly, "The secret method of qi and blood has just been completed, so you shouldn't show it off in a big way! If your deeds were in front of the master, you would have slapped the ground, let alone later Just two or three words of vernacular and you're so arrogant, you're almost exposed!"

However, the young man, that is, Li Mubai, didn't seem to care much, he just listened to him shaking his head and didn't care.

"Senior brother's words are wrong, his blood is mysterious, but now, apart from us, even Master and Mu senior brother can't practice at all, even if others listen to it, what's the point? Also, as long as others have not witnessed the scarlet mist, they will not be able to associate it with extraordinary power."

Hearing the words, the burly young man froze, but couldn't help agreeing a little. After a while, he realized that this bastard almost led himself into the ditch again!
"What bastard words! Master means that it's best not to use it if you can, put away that stinky temperament, and save yourself from entering the city and being whipped on the beam by Master!"

"..."

Seeing the young man's expression of "If you dare not obey me, I will report it immediately", Li Mubai finally held back his eagerness to express, and kept pinching with one hand, and in the subtle places invisible to everyone, there was a trace of blood-red power quietly brewing.

Seeing this scene, the burly middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it is indeed a wonderful method handed down by his master, he didn't know where it came from, and with the physique of his junior brother, he could develop such a miraculous power.

It was a pity in his heart that his physique was not very suitable for this kind of method. Just looking at the various training methods put forward by the master made people shudder, and it was only the heartless foundation of the younger brother who could resist it.

Li Mubai didn't know how the senior brother beside him thought, if he knew it, he would probably laugh out loud, the master himself couldn't figure out what kind of master's magic method, so he had to teach him by hand!

It's not even as savvy as senior brother Mu, at least he has realized something from these scarlet powers called the power of qi and blood by the three of them. He has really polished a set of internal martial arts, which is enough for senior brother Mu to fight against dragons and tigers. Go a long way.

Not far behind, in the convoy, Qian Xuanzhong had just comforted his wife and mother, and took some plaster and applied it on the center of their eyebrows and necks to relieve the fatigue from the exhaustion of the journey.

At this moment, he was looking fixedly at Li Mubai and Li Mubai on the tall horse, especially the other party's right hand that was pinched from time to time.

……

Rumble!
It was another morning, with dark clouds.

The rushing army horses stopped, and the accompanying superintendent looked up to the sky, only to feel that the black clouds were overwhelming, and the sun was shining brightly twenty miles away.

Weird!
The heavy rain was pouring down, so they didn't care about trekking any more, so all the soldiers chose a slope and set up camp on the spot, waiting and resting temporarily.

In the sky, above a thousand feet.

Rumble!
Thunder and thunder flashed wildly, like the roar of an angry dragon.

In the next moment, a bright silver light flashed across the sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly flickered, causing the sky clouds to surge again.

boom!The thunder blazed, and the mountain pass reverberated with deafening roars, and the rocks trembled. Some soldiers saw this scene and hurriedly reported it. Immediately, thousands of people endured the muddy feet and retreated for several miles. Only then will they be safe. .

Half an hour later, the clouds were gone and the rain was gone.

The sky was bright, when everyone looked up, they saw a huge golden sun slowly rising between the clouds and the sky.

It dissipated quickly, and some people exclaimed, but more people never saw it, so it was just a mirage scene after the rain clouds churned.

(End of this chapter)