My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 126 Vigilance
In fact, Jinglong Dansheng did not say how to treat the person who brought the Lingbi Zhenyu. It was the child's own opinion, thinking that they should be treated equally. In any case, the procedure cannot be skipped.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all ready, but no one writes.

Zhou Xing stared at the hanging painting, frowning into the word "Chuan", which was just random graffiti.

Looking at the people around him, even Meng Xiyu and that Yang Shangjie didn't seem to be making any progress, so Zhou Xing couldn't help but walked up to the painting and wanted to observe it carefully.

At this time, a cold snort sounded: "Your Excellency is standing in front of all of us, what does that mean?"

Zhou Xing looked back, the speaker's face was like jujube, his eyes were long and narrow, he didn't know who he was a disciple of, his eyes were full of contempt, and he couldn't hide it even if he tried to hide it, presumably he looked down on his low cultivation level, maybe there was something wrong with him The jealousy of picking Lingbi Zhenyu and walking with Meng Xiyu.

"Shouldn't there be a rule that you can't observe this painting at a close distance?" Zhou Xing said lightly, "I only said that the five people who most resembled the painting can see Senior Dansheng, and didn't say that there is a difference in order. You can talk to me later. Same."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xing no longer cared about this person, and turned to look at the painting.

The man wanted to say something more, but he saw Yang Shangjie standing there calmly, with no intention of stopping Zhou Xing, so he had to give up.It's just that Zhou Xing made a start, Yang Shangjie or Meng Xiyu must be next, they can only be in the back.

Zhou Xing looked at the painting in front of him, and thought of the scene where he encountered a stone tablet that recorded the exercises when he participated in the selection of Qianyizong. At first, he didn't feel any breath, as if it was ordinary.

He immersed himself in the dagger in the painting, trying to recall the original feeling. Finally, at a certain moment, the painting changed, as if it had turned into an endless white world. There was nothing in this world, such as aura, life, mountains and flowing water. None exist.

"Ong!"

A faint voice sounded, and blackness appeared in this white world without warning, like white paper soaked in ink.

The black air flow surged around, and finally condensed into a black short sword. The blade of this sword was rough, like a defective product forged by a low-level craftsman.

But at the next moment, the black dagger trembled slightly, and the whole white world trembled, and the extreme sharpness bloomed, as if to tear the world apart completely.

The white world was devastated by the sword energy, and then, the black short sword pointed the blade at Zhou Xing. Before the sword moved, he felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and his whole body was in excruciating pain.

Seeing a flash of black light, Zhou Xing's heartbeat stopped for a moment. Looking intently, the black short sword had long since disappeared, but he was unscathed. The previous monstrous sword power seemed to be an illusion.

"I clearly feel that something has pierced into my body?" Zhou Xingzheng was puzzled, and suddenly found that his whole body was warm, as if he had just been nourished by a big medicine, and everything was as good as it could be.

"What's going on here? The terrifying black sword that can destroy a world not only didn't hurt me, but benefited me a lot..." Zhou Xing retreated to his original place, lost in thought.

Next, Yang Shangjie took the initiative to ask Meng Xiyu to comprehend it first, and the latter did not refuse, and it was the former's turn in half a quarter of an hour...

Before everyone had finished comprehending one by one, Zhou Xing picked up the pen and ink after some deep thinking, and drew the sword he understood on the white paper.

The size of Zhou Xing's sword is basically the same as the original painting, but the lines are smooth and the ink is even, like fine brushwork, but it is very different from the original painting.

Soon, Meng Xiyu and Yang Shangjie also completed their works, and the rest of them seemed to be in the fog and didn't know where to start.

Three hours later, the little boy reappeared, with his hands behind his back, and he seemed to be pointing the country, and said: "There is still no need to waste time, and those who can solve the mystery will not take much time. Those who do not have enough understanding It can only be useless work.”

After finishing speaking, the little boy came over and put away the dozen or so paintings he had painted, and went back to the depths of the bamboo forest to meet Jinglong Dansheng.

After a while, the little boy pointed out five people, and then said to everyone: "The rest of the people can go down the mountain, and I want to ask Dan to come back in a month."

Those who were targeted included Meng Xiyu, Zhou Xing, Master Qingxian, and a man and a woman. The man was from Da'an Mansion, and the woman was from Donglinzong.

Before leaving, Chen Wenle put his arms around Zhou Xing's shoulders and said with a smile: "I knew I shouldn't have handed over the fish. You can see Senior Dansheng by yourself. I really want to taste the taste of Lingbi Zhenyu." what."

"Heh, if it weren't for luck to get Lingbi Zhenyu, how could we get him? It also took up a spot, which made us lose a chance."

A voice came from the crowd who were walking out. Chen Wenle turned his head to look, but he didn't know who said it, and said sarcastically while being angry: "I'm still incompetent, and I don't even admit it when I say such a thing." I don’t even have the courage to do so, and I’m doomed to be mediocre in this life and be eliminated by the great world.”

"Stop making noise here, leave quickly," the boy looked at Zhou Xing and the others again, "Come with me."

A few people walked into the depths of the smoky bamboo forest, and soon the elegant sound of the piano came to their ears. After walking for dozens of steps, a small lake appeared in front of them. The surface of the lake was covered with black lotus leaves, and there was a pure flower growing on it. Black buds, but not open.

"Black Jade Water Lily!" The woman of Donglin Sect exclaimed in surprise. This is a kind of panacea. A complete Black Jade Water Lily is comparable to a holy medicine, and even a part of it is extremely effective.

A few people looked at a small stone pavilion built on the shore of the lake, and an old man was sitting in it fishing. The old man looked ordinary, but he was integrated with everything around him. This is a very high state. .

Beside the old man, a woman with black hair like a waterfall, graceful figure and elegant temperament, wearing a black veil was playing the piano. When she saw everyone coming, she stood up and said, "Master is never disturbed by foreign affairs when he is fishing." Termination, the few can directly explain the purpose of coming."

Yang Shangjie took a step forward and said, "Senior Pill Sage, this junior is asking for a Jingnianxin Pill. I heard that there is a main medicine that only you have here, and the rest of the elixir are all ready."

The old man remained motionless, and the woman nodded and said, "Next."

After the woman from Donglinzong and the young man from Da'an Mansion said what they were looking for, Meng Xiyu said, "Xiyu didn't come here to ask for the pill, but for Lingbi."

The woman glanced at Meng Xiyu in surprise, she didn't comment, but looked at Zhou Xing: "It must be this young master who brought the Lingbi Zhenyu, thank you Wenqing."

Wenqing, it turns out that her name is Wenqing, what is the purpose of thanking me, is it because she needs Lingbi Zhenyu?It seems that Meng Xiyu is in a bit of trouble.

Zhou Xing cupped his hands and said, "You don't have to thank me, it's for myself too, I need the elixir to restore the spirit root."

After knowing everyone's needs, the woman drifted away, came back in a short while, and gave the panacea that the woman of Donglinzong and the youth of Da'an Mansion asked for, and said to Yang Shangjie: "You can leave the medicinal materials and come back in seven days. Take the pill."

Yang Shangjie glanced at Zhou Xing and Meng Xiyu, and finally said, "Saint Xiyu, let's take a step forward."

Meng Xiyu nodded in response.

The three of Yang Shangjie left, and the scene fell silent. Afterwards, the little boy played in the water by the lake, and the sound of the piano sounded again.

After waiting for an hour, Dansheng Jinglong finally caught a golden carp, and after releasing it, he looked at Zhou Xing and said, "I have two kinds of elixir here, one is Lianrong Pill, which can meet your needs, and the other is three elixirs. Turn away from the dry pill, this pill can completely wither your spiritual root, if you can survive it, then you will be able to rejuvenate, far better than before, which one do you choose?"

Zhou Xing replied without hesitation: "The junior chooses to turn away from Kudan three times."

Dansheng Jinglong seemed to have guessed his choice, and immediately said to the little boy not far away: "Xiao Song, go and prepare the earth spirit milk."

"Give it to him?"

"Don't go soon!"

"Okay." Xiao Song pursed his lips and went to the other side of the lake.

Needless to say, Zhou Xing knew how precious the earth spirit milk that Dansheng Jinglong was talking about, and his gratitude to him was beyond words.

"Saintess of the Menglan Sect, you are very lucky. I only need to take the spiritual blood of the Lingbi fish to make alchemy, and I can give you the fresh Lingbi fish in a few days."

"Thank you, Senior Alchemy." Meng Xiyu saluted generously.

Zhou Xing followed Xiaosong to use the earth spirit milk to refine and transform Li Kudan for three turns, while Meng Xiyu stayed here to discuss Taoism with Wenqing. The two were about the same age and in the same realm. Benefited a lot.

Sitting naked in a pool of psychic liquid, Zhou Xing trembled uncontrollably from the pain, and his face was distorted to look a little ferocious.

At this time, in the space of his dantian, the Thunder Tree was dim and dull, and it looked like it was going to die completely, but in the heart of the tree, the colorful energy flowed on the mysterious stone fragments, which always maintained the vitality of the Thunder Tree.

In the third turn, Li Kudan gave birth to vitality in withering. Zhou Xing couldn't help but think of the previous painting. The black dagger was full of destructive power, but it pierced into his body but transformed into vigorous vitality. Things will turn back when they are extreme. This is what he is going to do now Yes, if there were no fragments of the mysterious stone slab, he estimated that his success rate would be less than [-]%, but not to say that he was completely sure now, but even if he failed, the situation would not be worse than before.

The colored energy spreads from the fragments of the mysterious stone slab and turns into the main vein of the Thunder Tree. Immediately afterwards, dazzling lightning lights burst out from all over the Thunder Tree. The main trunk is growing and the branches are extending. sweep away the haze.

"Crack!"

There seems to be a sound of thunder in the void, and the thunder and lightning rain falls on the thunder tree, nourishing its life, and gathers under the tree to form a thunder pool. There is a dragon shadow entrenched in the thunder pool vaguely, and the belly is thunder!
In the outside world, the spiritual substances in the earth spirit milk frantically rushed towards Zhou Xing's body. At the same time, many foul-smelling black dirt were discharged from his body, and the skin fell off, and the new skin was extremely delicate.

"Kaka..." With the sound of the bones, Zhou Xing's aura continued to rise steadily. At the sixth level, seventh level, eighth level, and ninth level of spiritual martial arts, at the peak of the spiritual martial arts, the momentum of rising breath is still strong!

But Zhou Xing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his realm no longer continued to improve. He was suppressed by him at the peak of Lingwu and continued to strengthen it.

"Your piano skills are already outstanding."

"Don't make fun of me, the Qin Sect in Zhongzhou is the holy land of Qin Dao in the mainland, and there are countless outstanding people."

"Qin Zong? What's that?" Zhou Xingxing, who had finished training, just heard the two girls talking, so he asked curiously.

Meng Xiyu said with a smile: "The Qin Sect is an ancient sect with a long history. In the sect, there are all people who are good at playing the qin. They pursue to use the qin to enter the Tao. They are well-known in Zhongzhou and even the entire mainland. The Menglan Sect where I belong It's not even close."

Hearing this, Zhou Xing sighed in his heart that he was really a frog in a well, but luckily no one here would look down on him.

"You can leave." An old voice sounded, Jing Long Dansheng appeared in front of him without any warning, and handed Lingbi Zhenyu to Meng Xiyu.

"Thank you, Senior Alchemy, I will bid farewell, junior."

The two went down to the foot of the mountain and saw Chen Wenle actually built a stone house and waited.

"You guys are done. I've been bored to death these two days."

Zhou Xing said unexpectedly, "I thought you had already left."

"What are you talking about, or is it my brother?" Chen Wenle said with a stare, "But if you don't come down, I really have to leave."

"Is there anything you want to do?"

"It's the [-]th birthday of the old emperor of the Chenxu Dynasty." Meng Xiyu said, "At that time, all the holy and pope dynasties in Yanzhou will send people to celebrate the birthday."

Chen Wenle nodded: "Holy Maiden Meng, you must also join the Menglan Sacred Church, why don't you go directly to the imperial capital with us?"

"No," Meng Xiyu jumped onto Qingluan, looked at Zhou Xing for the last time before returning, and took out a wooden token, "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me with this token."

Zhou Xing was not hypocritical and accepted it directly.

Meng Xiyu flew away on the green luan, and his figure gradually disappeared into the sky. Chen Wenle looked away and sighed: "I don't know which guy will have shit luck in the future and be able to become a Taoist partner with the Holy Maiden of Dream."

"Look at what you said, to be favored by the saint must be the arrogance of the world, how can it be called luck."

"That's right," Chen Wenle nodded in agreement, then whistled, and two tiger-striped leopards came running not far away, "Let's go too."

Are you going to the Chenxu Dynasty...

Zhou Xing was looking forward to it. This should be the top power at the same level as the Qingyun Dynasty, but he had never inquired with Chen Wenle before, and he would soon see it with his own eyes...

The Chenxu Dynasty is located in the northern region of Yanzhou, and the journey is far away. Even with spirit beasts to travel, the two of them arrived at the imperial capital Xicheng after half a month.

Chen Wenle led Zhou Xing all the way into the imperial city, the palace city, and went to the palace where he lived.

"It's strange, why is there no one?" Zhou Xing asked suspiciously. Within the palace city, there is a sentry at every three steps, and a post at every five steps. It is very strict. Chen Wenle is also a prince, so there shouldn't be no guards, servants, etc. of.

Chen Wenle explained casually: "The more people there are, the more troublesome it is, so I've always been the only one here. I don't need anyone to serve me if I have hands and feet. No one in this palace dares to harm me."

Zhou Xing reluctantly accepted Chen Wenle's explanation.

"You are a guest, please first."

Zhou Xing didn't suspect him, stepped forward to push open the palace door, suddenly became vigilant, and wanted to back out, but his feet seemed to be stuck by something, stuck in place firmly.

(End of this chapter)