Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 186
"Please also accept my gift."

No matter the other party reached out to dissuade her, Chen Yuan still stood up and bowed to the other party. Seeing this, Hu Yong had no choice but to bear it, "Okay, just make sense."

Immediately, the two talked while walking, and went to see the old cow and the little white snake over there.

The old cow was better, but was touched by the ivy branch, rested for a while, and began to look around for grass to chew. The little white snake was slightly injured and turned into a small snake coiled on the ground, being watched by a wooden carving carrying a medicine basket. The wound was applied externally with the found herbal medicine. Seeing Chen Yuan approaching, the old man stepped aside consciously and went to the ox cart to study the properties of the medicine.

Really didn't say a word.

"True Monarch."

The little white snake opened its eyes weakly, and before it saw Chen Yuan, it was picked up, and mana was transmitted from its palm to nourish the wound, and it was put into the bullock cart.

The little white snake still wanted to raise her head, but Chen Yuan tapped her fingertips on the top of her head, rubbed it twice, and told her softly.

"It's good to rest and sleep."

The petite and long body suddenly felt a numbness spread from the top of the head to the whole body, and unconsciously curled up, coiled obediently, and let out an 'um' as thin as a mosquito.

The scholar on the side looked at the snake monster, and then at the friend in front of him, obviously he had a better impression of him, it is rare for a cultivator to treat a monster like this.

'I sure as hell read it right. '

Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to the scholar's expression, she couldn't help sighing as she looked at the forests and river beaches that had survived the battle.

"It's a pity. When I came here, it was a pretty good place. In less than half a day, it became such a mess."

"Brother Chen, if you think it's a pity, let Brother Wei do it."

Hu Yong was in a good mood. He patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, pointed at himself, put down his burden and stepped forward. His gaze swept over the destroyed forest and the destroyed river bank. rise.

In the wind blowing here, there was a faint humming of foxes.

Chen Yuan looked over; the old cow, which was frantically chewing and swallowing with its tail flicking, stopped its mouth and stared blankly; the wood carvings moving around also stopped their movements and looked over; After climbing out, what was reflected in the bottom of his eyes was the scholar's body, and a demonic aura gradually emerged.

next moment.

The humming of the fox gradually became clear, and in the air behind the scholar, in the eyes of everyone, five phantom shadows with furry tails were vaguely seen swaying.

One of them, with green light blooming from the tip of its tail, swayed a few times, the green light suddenly spread, and fell to the ground under its feet. The river beach that had burst into cracks and footprints quickly closed and calmed down, and the weeds that had been scattered around were like With legs, crawling on the ground, looking for their own place, and planting roots.

The bright green made the Wuguzhu in the bullock cart excited, arching and bending to the outside, twisting as if cheering, enjoying the gentle green light falling on the tree.

"Brother Chen, look forward to it."

Chen Yuan already knew that he was a fox enlightened, so naturally he no longer concealed it. As the demon power flourished, light red fluff appeared on his face, and his fangs protruded from his lips.

The palms that were spread upward gradually closed, and the diffuse green light flew to the destroyed forest field, turning into dots of rain and sprinkled on the top of the forest. The two pieces quickly decayed, and new shoots emerged from the ground again.

Half an hour.

The messy forest gradually regained its original appearance.

"This is the art of vernal transformation, and it is the secret method of the demon cultivating himself." Hu Yong withdrew the spell, and the moment the green light disappeared, he also turned into a human figure again, with all the light red hair gone, and he became a polite scholar again.

"The ascetics among people actually have such spells. If Brother Chen wants to learn them, there should be some in Tianshi Mansion."

Casting such a spell did not consume too much monster power. Seeing that things were almost over, Hu Yong prepared to leave and leave. This time, turning back has already delayed him for quite a while.

"I don't know where Brother Chen is going next? If you have nothing to do, why not walk around with me and introduce some big monsters in the mountains to meet you."

"I'm afraid I have to thank Brother Hu for his kindness."

Chen Yuan made a detour here to visit Sun Zhengde and Daoist Feihe at Liangya Mountain, "I have something to do, so I can't follow Brother Hu, but there is one more thing I want to ask. ?Of course Brother Hu has scruples, so there’s no need to answer.”

"This……"

The scholar shook his head with a wry smile, "I know what you mean, but brother, I can't tell you, otherwise it's against the rules."

After saying that, he didn't stay too long, cupped his hands in a circle, then picked up the burden and stepped on, and disappeared straight ahead on the road.

"It's a bit abrupt to ask."

Chen Yuan patted her mouth lightly, as a punishment for herself, and soon, the crazy old man emerged from the forest, making the surrounding wood carvings burst into laughter.

I saw the crazy old man, with climbing vines and weeds all over his tattered clothes, and the grilled fish in his hand turned into a 'grass carp', he sat down on the ground with his mouth pouted, and rubbed his feet twice.

At this time, the old man heard the sound of a bang, and looked up. Chen Yuan brought two big herrings, scraped off the scales, removed the internal organs, and stuffed them with pickled ginger and scallions.

"Master, this disciple will bake two more."

The crazy old man looked at the 'grass carp' in his hand and immediately threw it aside, rubbed his hands and squatted next to his apprentice, excitedly picked up the scattered branches, and lit the fire.

"Hey, apprentice is really nice."

Looking at the two fish baked on the wooden stick, the crazy old man smiled like a child, dancing with his arms and legs.

It's like a picture scroll full of childishness.

……

Under the same sky, the faint yellow light streaked across the Canglan Mountains, and the bells in the mountains rang loudly. Xu Qingfeng and Ruyue led a group of disciples to flock outside the mountain gate with swords in hand.

In the eyes, the team coming from afar along the winding stone steps has figures of Taoist robes and yamen servants, and a carriage is slowly driving in the middle.

"People from Tianshi Mansion?"

Seeing the Taoist robe worn by the leader, Xu Qingfeng recognized the other party's identity at a glance, and Kisaragi next to him subconsciously said, "What are they here for? The carriage behind seems to have a load..."

The next moment, the expressions of both of them changed at the same time, and they rushed over with their swords in hand.

"Poverty Minghui, I have seen the sword head of the South Court and the sword head of the West Court!"

With a flick of the dust whisk, Daoist Ming Hui stepped forward and saluted. After two months of trekking all the way south, they finally arrived at Canglan Sword Gate, and the old man lying in the carriage was also sent back.

"Minghui Daoist!"

Xu Qingfeng cupped his hands, but he never took his eyes off the coffin on the carriage, and his words filled with anger: "The Taoist leader brought a group of people, but also brought the coffin, why?"

"Send off the noble head, Li Congyun back to the mountain." Ming Hui's tone was monotonous, without the slightest ups and downs.

However, to everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect, it was like thunder exploding in their ears, and everyone's face turned pale. I went, but I didn't expect that when I came back, I was already in the coffin.

For a moment, everyone in Canglan gripped the hilt of their swords tightly, but no one moved. They stared silently at the coffin on the carriage.

What happened to my Canglan Sword Gate! !

Xu Qingfeng closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly, for a while, his voice was a little hoarse, "I would like to invite Daoist Master Minghui to go up the mountain to explain."

He looked at the expressionless people in Tianshi Mansion and a group of mortal servants, Xu Qingfeng and Ruyue exchanged glances, then stepped aside and stretched out their hands.

"Please!"

"Okay!" Ming Hui nodded, rolled up his sleeves, strode over with his shoulders behind him, and there was a little Kundao bouncing around on the side. She already knew that these Canglan Sword Sects had been fighting against her big brother all along. In her eyes, it was a group of bad guys who passed by Xu Qingfeng, wrinkled their noses, made faces at him, and stuck out their tongues.

'Slightly slightly slightly! '

"Qiao'er!" Ming Hui's voice came, and the girl stopped grimacing, snorted, and jumped after her.

Soon, a group of people sat down in the Jianjian Building.

The inner and outer coffins also stopped in the hall, and opened in front of everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect.

(End of this chapter)