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Three people and one horse, wandering around.

Hiss... hiss.

The drunkard was holding the yellow horse by its rope, not knowing why the yellow horse stopped moving forward, while Xiao Wenwen hugged the girl Hehe, also calm and relaxed.

"Huh... eh."

The alcoholic's old voice yelled twice in up and down, as if he didn't look like an expert, but fell into a long period of meditation.

The mountain flowers are in full bloom, and the sedum is full, and the Yuelun Shenhu Lake is accompanied by the mountains.

"Hey, who are you?"

The sudden bluff stunned the alcoholic three idiots, and when they looked around, they saw a girl in emerald clothes standing in front of the three of them, only five or six years old.

She was holding a wicker that can be seen everywhere in her little hand, but she raised her face like an adult.

"I'm asking you."

Xiao Wenwen and the alcoholic looked at each other and smiled, he had already seen that the girl's morality was on the decline, and the wicker in her hand was the wicker that can be seen everywhere.

But the girl looked at her with piercing eyes, as if meeting an old friend.

"She...you know her."

Hehe, the girl bared her white teeth, and spit out three words: "It's so majestic."

Unexpectedly, these three words got into the ears of the girl blocking the way, and she bared her white teeth, and said with a silly smile: "That's right, I'm the protector on the right side of the Good Fortune Mountain."

After hearing this, the girl raised her neck and asked in a milky voice: "Does our family have such a prestigious title?"

Xiao Wen asked eagerly nodding his head, and said in a low voice, "You will be the chief guardian of Buddhism from now on."

"The chief protector... the chief protector."

Hehe, the girl was chanting the three characters "chief protector", but she saw three black lines on the girl's face, waving the willow stick in her hand, beating flowers and plants, and her head was listless.

But when the girl said "Mount Good Fortune", the alcoholic was a little sober, sighed and muttered: "We have arrived at Mount Good Fortune."

Could it be that the Good Fortune Mountain is also the enemy of drunkards.

A thought flashed through Xiao Wenwen's mind, but he saw the alcoholic San Chi took a few sips of rough wine and remained silent.

···

"Boom...boom."

Not long after, a cry came from the depths of the mountain stream, and the girl's face brightened, she puffed out her small chest, and shouted loudly: "My mountain master has come to look for me."

Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, a clear shadow in a green shirt came to the ground.

"Lord Mountain Lord."

Xiao Wenwen followed the girl's cry, and saw a young Taoist in a sky-green Taoist robe, with a smaller girl on his back, holding a bamboo fish cage in his right hand.

There were two fresh grass carp in the fish cage, and they writhed a few times.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm Chen Chang'an."

The man cupped his hands and bowed, very humble and polite, with a smile on his face.

Xiao Wendao got off his horse, and also cupped his hands in return, "I'm Xiao Wendao."

"This is my guardian, I'm afraid I've lost my way." Chen Chang'an called out with a smile, and stroked the girl's head, pampering her.

"The pickled fish made by my mountain owner is unparalleled in the world."

The girl squinted her eyes, salivating, and swallowed violently.

"The pickled fish made by my fairy master is the best in the world."

Hehe girl is quite unconvinced, she has never tasted Xiao Wendao's craft, but she will never admit defeat.

Both Xiao Wenwen and Chen Changan were dumbfounded, and they were silent.

"Fellow Daoist's Dao Qi is perfect, but he has to break through." Chen Changan asked calmly.

This person could see Xiao Wendao's realm at a glance, so Chen Changan's realm must not be lower than Xiao Wendao's.

"My cold sect is not far away, why not go to my sect."

As soon as Chen Chang'an finished speaking, he saw Miss Hehe clapping her hands and cheering, her white teeth bared, but she was staring at the two grass carp in the bamboo cage.

"Thank you."

Along the way, Miss Hehe is comparable to that girl.

Until a group of people arrived at the gate of Good Fortune Mountain, they heard the girl say, "Do you know why I am called Bengbeng?"

Hehe, of course the girl didn't stop, she shook her head in a hurry.

"Master Shanzhu said that no matter how difficult things are in the world, you can just jump over them, it's not difficult at all."

"Ha ha."

This haha ​​girl's laughter made even Xiao Wendao's scalp tingle when he heard it, and it was quite mocking.

"Your mountain lord is not as good as my fairy lord. You still have to jump up and down. If you can't jump over, you will fall." The girl was full of pride, and continued: "My name is Haha. My fairy lord said that the world No matter how big the time is, you can pass it with a smile."

"Humph···."

"Humph···."

Both of them were unconvinced, turned their backs, and did not look at each other angrily.

"Fellow Daoist, my two grass carp are not as good as you and me. It would be great to learn how to cook." Chen Changan shouted.

The two girls hurriedly turned around, staring at their respective "adults" with big black eyes.

Xiao Wenwen saw Miss Hehe's appearance, so he couldn't bear to refuse, and when he was in the mortal world, he didn't cook less, so naturally it was no problem.

Lift the knife, kill the fish, shave the scales, and change the knife.

If we say this grass carp is the most suitable for "Vinegar Fish", the fish has few spines, and both sides are fried to a reddish yellow color, and spices are added to enhance the flavor.

And Chen Changan is best at the pickled fish, which has a moderate sour taste, the fish is delicious, and the sourness is refreshing to the bone.

This group of people are all immortals cultivating the Tao, just looking at this girl and that girl, enjoying each other very much.

···

After the meal was full, Fan Xing sighed.

There are only 17 Taoists in the Good Fortune Mountain, but there are two Daluo Jinxian figures sitting in the town, which also makes the drunkard frightened.

"Fellow Daoist." Chen Changsheng called out, and continued: "That cave is the place where I, a member of the Han sect, breaks through the realm. It has an array of veins, which is the best choice for breaking the realm."

Xiao Wenwen took a look at the cave, and found it was really a wonderful place, borrowed from the natural mountain gate of Good Fortune Immortal Mountain, it looked like an ancient tripod hanging upside down.

"Thank you."

···

Hehe girl looked at Xiao Wenwen's back, worried for a while, the corners of her mouth twitched and almost cried out.

And that Miss Bounce looked at Miss Hehe, pursed the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice: "The last bite of vinegar fish...I'll leave it to you."

After hearing this, he stared at his round eyes and held the chopsticks in his mouth, put the last mouthful of vinegar fish into his mouth, and took another mouthful of sauerkraut fish soup before giving up.

Xiao Wenwen sat cross-legged on the ground, peeping inside the Dantian Immortal Mansion, Dao Qi was already filling his body, seeing the Xingjun Golden Pill, visibly turning into a seed the size of a grain of rice with the naked eye.

That floating seed, wandering in the vast and misty sea of ​​souls, condenses energy and transforms into a god.

The heavenly tribulation seals the soul, and the thunder calamity spreads the sky.

The group of people outside the mountain looked at the thunder and calamity beyond the sky, and they also stood there dumbfounded.

"Is it Demon Slaying Tribulation?"

Chen Chang'an looked at Jieyun, who was not an ordinary thunder robbery, and the fairy sword on his back was also whistling.

"Heavenly Tribulation has a murderous aura, which can kill ten immortals."

Standing behind him was an old man, and the words whispered in his mouth were the most legendary words in the creation world.

If the way of heaven reveals a murderous aura, even if you have cultivated the way for ten lifetimes, you may not be able to become an immortal...

The fairy of the drunkard sank.

Outside of the thunder calamity, there was a clear sky hanging high.

"It's the seventh day of the seventh lunar month." The drunkard murmured.