From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 222 Rat-Eyed City God
After retreating in the bamboo building for half a month, Yang Qing felt that he understood all kinds of talismans passed down by Qingyuan.

Although many of them are not used right now, they can be fully mastered after he gathers all the five elements and condenses them with the five elements root talisman.

Although there are still more than ten days before leaving the mountain, he no longer intends to stay any longer.

Before dawn that day, he took everything he needed into Yinxianjue, with the long sword still hanging on his waist, and walked out of the bamboo building to look at the houses on the north shore of the lake.

Zhang Siyuan had already returned to his master's residence half a month ago, while Liao Zheng was on the go all day and rarely went back to live in Cuiping Valley.

Right now, there are only Wang Mian, Li Gan, Zhang Xuewei, and newcomers Tang Hu and Yan Zhengchun in the valley.

The sky was not clear, except for the sound of waterfalls in the distance, there was silence all around.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't say goodbye to the few people after all, and released the wooden talisman to fly to the east.

Just as he disappeared over Cuiping Valley, the door of the house on the shore of the lake rang, and Wang Mian, Li Gan and Zhang Xuewei walked out together.

"I said earlier that he would leave early without even saying hello."

Li Gan looked at Zhang Xuewei: "It's not a bad thing for him to leave early, at least he can avoid Taiyuanzong."

Wang Mian looked at the dark sky for a while, and finally sighed helplessly: "Go back."

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Driving the talisman to fly out of Qixia Ridge, and then through the continuous sea of ​​flowers to the end of the gate of Taixu Mountain.

Looking back at the mountains shrouded in fairy mist in the distant sky, Yang Qing couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

But after all, he is used to parting, and he has made wandering a routine earlier.

In an instant, all thoughts in his mind were swept away, and then he shook his hands and typed out the Taixu Mountain entry and exit talisman recorded in the jade slip, and stepped out of the door with one foot.

At this time, the outside world and Taixu Mountain are also in the same time of daylight, and the mountain wind is passing through, and the surroundings are lonely and silent.

He rode the talisman up into the air and flew all the way to the south, watching the mountains and wilderness under his feet swiftly pass by.

Compared with Wang Mian, his speed is much faster, almost twice that of Lu Feiteng, but at the same time, he consumes a lot more.

At the same time, as soon as he left Taixu Mountain, he was also keenly aware that it was difficult to see the spiritual energy of the five elements in the world, unless he captured the spiritual energy with the jade seal, or concentrated on comprehending it.

These situations were expected, and Yang Qing didn't take them to heart.

In this way, until noon, he had flown more than a thousand miles, and people began to appear in the mountains and fields below.

Hunters hunting in the forest, woodcutters chopping wood, and a few scattered villages.

Seeing that there were no larger cities, he was too lazy to go down, and continued to fly forward along the road described in the jade slips.

At sunset and dusk, Nie Xiaoqian also came out to let the wind go.

Hearing her complain that the sun was too poisonous during the day, making her dizzy, Yang Qing smiled and said: "You are more lively when you leave Taixu Mountain."

"Of course." Nie Xiaoqian excitedly looked at the ground beneath her feet: "The monsters in this world, heretical monks dare to provoke people from Taixu Mountain outside, but none of them dare to hit the door."

Thinking about what he saw and heard in Taixu Mountain, Yang Qing asked calmly: "Taixu Mountain has a bad reputation outside, right?"

Nie Xiaoqian nodded without hesitation and said: "I will not say how much the Yaozu hate them, who can not be jealous of guarding such a precious land?
The new disciples of the Yufuzong suffered heavy casualties. Maybe Taiyuanzong was behind it, but it was not without other reasons. "

"It's true." Nodding her head in agreement, Yang Qing turned to ask: "I don't know how the government outside is?"

"What else?" Nie Xiaoqian twitched her lips: "There are so many emperors in the world, some only know how to enjoy themselves, and some only want to become immortals.

The better ones can only meddle in the affairs of ordinary people, and most of the evil cultivators have nothing to do when they encounter monsters and ghosts. "

Yang Qing frowned and said, "From what you say, it seems that there is no good person in the world. How can ordinary people live?"

"Of course there are good people, but they are not enough." Nie Xiaoqian retorted, "Didn't you stay outside before you entered the Yufu Sect? Why do you still ask me?"

Yang Qing was about to take her back into the sword, when suddenly someone shouted from the side: "Fellow Daoist, slow down, walk slowly..."

"Young master, he is a monk riding a gourd."

Nie Xiaoqian didn't need to remind him, he would be noticed by people in the future after he scanned his divine sense.

This monk in a red cassock was about thirty years old, with a strong and sturdy figure, a resolute and upright face, and nine ring scars on his head.

He looked no different from an ordinary monk, except that the two of them met in mid-air at this moment, and seeing him riding a gourd on his crotch seemed a little nondescript.

Seeing his repeated greetings, Yang Qing hid Yin Xianjue at his waist, slowed down and waited for him to approach before asking indifferently: "What advice, Master?"

"Amitabha." Driving the gourd and Yang Qing, the monk smiled and said, "Don't blame the poor monk for being presumptuous, the road is really boring, and it is rare to see people of the same way, so I went up to talk to you.

The poor monk's Dharma name is not lucrative. I don't know how friends call him? "

Hearing that he opened his mouth to be a fellow Taoist and closed his mouth to be a benefactor, Yang Qing already had a three-point guess in his heart, and put away his cold smile when he heard the words: "My name is Yang Qing."

"Oh, Daoyou Yang." Monk Bulu nodded and said, "Good name, good name. I don't know where you came from and where you are going?

The poor monk was exorcising evil spirits and catching demons in the north, and it took half a year to calm down the place. It was fate that he met fellow Taoists on the way back to the mountain gate. "

"Master is right. It's really fate that I can meet fellow practitioners when I travel for the first time. Unfortunately, I thought there were no practitioners out there."

"Oh?" Bu Lu was puzzled when he heard the words: "Didn't your family tell you about the practice world?"

"I have no family." Yang Qing shook his head and said, "When I was 17 years old, I happened to come across a cave in the mountains. I found some books in the cave, and practiced according to it for three years before I came out."

"There is such a thing?" Bulu was surprised and said, "Fellow Daoists are really blessed."

After admiring twice, he turned his gaze around and asked, "I just saw a woman next to you from a distance, why can't I see it now?"

"Hehe, that's an impotent little ghost in my magic weapon, and I've taken it back."

"So that's how it is." Bulu said in relief: "I see that the talisman under the Daoist's body is very similar to the Taoism of the Taixu Mountain Yufu Sect. I don't think that the Daoist also has heresy methods."

"What?" Yang Qing's smile faded, and his face turned cold again: "Master, do you look down on people from the leftist way? I learned the way of the leftist way, and I have never heard of Yufuzong."

"Eh? Fellow Daoist, don't worry, hey! You really seem to rarely walk in the outside world." Bu Lu was stunned for a moment by the change in his expression: "If the poor monk is not sure about the status of a fellow Daoist, how dare he say that I am also Heretics?"

"You too?" Yang Qing calmed down and said, "Then why pretend to be a monk."

"Fellow Daoist has lived in the mountains for a long time, so he doesn't know anything about the outside world."

Bulu sighed and said: "Except for the Taixu Mountain, it is difficult for the outside world to cultivate. We and the leftists have to defend the righteous way every day, how can we act carelessly?"

"Extermination of people in the righteous way? I'm going to practice well at home, what's the matter with them?"

"Fellow Daoist's thinking is too simplistic. Since ancient times, there is no balance between good and evil. Is it groundless?" Bu Lu laughed and said, "Not to mention anything else, just a few months ago, the sects of Taixu Mountain accepted disciples. Do not know how many disciples were killed.

How to resolve this hatred? "

"Is there such a thing?" Yang Qing frowned and said, "What's the use of killing all the new disciples?"

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. Those disciples with spiritual roots are useless to us, but... Hey, what are you talking about?" Bulu said halfway, he slapped his head suddenly and said:

"Since Taoist friends are traveling around, let's take a look around. If you don't know where to go, the poor monk can also recommend some famous mountains and rivers for you to visit."

"I'd like to ask you, master, where are there more monsters?"

"Monster?" Bulu's eyes flickered slightly, and then he asked with interest, "What are you looking for from the monster?"

"I haven't seen it, I'm curious."

"Well, that poor monk wants to ask you what state you have reached now."

Yang Qing said vigilantly: "What do you ask me about my realm?"

Bu Lu laughed and said: "Don't be nervous, it's not difficult to meet monsters, but if you are not good at morality, wouldn't I hurt you by telling you where the monsters are?
It should be noted that not all monster races are kind, and there are not a few bloodthirsty and cannibalistic ones. "

"The one that eats people is the best, I haven't seen a monster that eats people before." Yang Qing's eyes lit up, and said proudly: "I can still see clearly when I close my eyes now, and there is a talisman magic weapon to guide me to Yukong.

By the way, I also have an imp who can help me trap people! "

"Fellow Taoist has practiced for the first time in three years, and he has just entered the state of existence, which is really enviable." Bu Lu nodded frequently: "Is that all? I think Fellow Daoist is also equipped with a sword."

"That's for the kid. I haven't practiced swordsmanship, but I am very strong, and many famous masters can't beat me."

"It's natural, you are a practitioner, how can ordinary people block your sword."

Bulu hesitated for a while and said, "Okay, since it's enough to be a benefactor, I'll take you to Changle Mountain for a walk."

"Changle Mountain? Where is that..."

Yang Qing and Bulu walked side by side in the air, talking and walking, until at night they passed a village and walked a hundred miles, and Bulu suddenly stopped.

Pointing to a Town God's Temple built between two hills below, he said: "Changle Mountain is still a thousand miles away from here. You and I will rest here tonight, and we can leave tomorrow."

Yang Qing agreed: "I've been driving for a day, and I'm almost running out of energy, so it's good to have a rest."

Bulu smiled even more when he heard this: "Then let's go."

The two rushed to the Town God's Temple, and landed in the overgrown soil courtyard.

Before entering the house, Yang Qing noticed that there was one strong, two weak, and three auras in the house. After a little calculation in his heart, he pushed forward the dilapidated door with only half of it covered with cobwebs.

Bulu followed him into the temple, and what he saw was the statue of the City God sitting in the middle opposite.

About three feet in size, two little beggars were huddled in a corner full of weeds and dust, looking at them in horror.

"Amitabha." Seeing this, Bulu joined hands and stepped forward, showing compassion: "You two little benefactors, why are you staying in this desolate place?"

Yang Qing didn't look at the two little beggars, but followed the third breath in the divine sense and landed on the statue of the City God.

Although the appearance of the statue is dilapidated, the facial carvings are extremely fine and vivid.

Especially a pair of round eyes, like a hungry mouse!

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(End of this chapter)