Xianye

Chapter 117
As far as the eye can see.

It can only be seen that the flying boats and buildings of the Xuanmen sect are parked outside the mountain gate of the Xuanzhen sect, shining brightly and auspiciously.

Baihe Cave, Huanhua Sword School, Lianyan Mountain, Water Fire Tower...

Layers of precious lights rise up into the sky, dense and brilliant, until the color of the sky on Xiaogan Mountain is rendered like glazed light, blurred and hazy.

Judging from the style of those flying boats and buildings, these should all be missions sent by various sects, and there are faint figures on them, and it seems that there are quite a few of them.

However, the Xuanzhen sect has always been at odds with the surrounding Xuanmen, and there was once a blood feud.

Even after Ai Jian pressed down with a sword and made all the cultivators of the Six Kingdoms lower their eyebrows and bow their heads, they couldn't resist at all.

It is also fear and fear that overwhelm admiration.

The inside is far more than a single mind.

It's just that on the occasion of the New Year's celebration, the sects will randomly send one or two disciples to pay respects in a hurry.

Expressing his intention to ask Ping to submit, he turned and left, not wanting to stay even for a moment.

But this time, with great fanfare, under the name of their own sect, they rode a flying boat and boat, and came to invite invitations to worship the mountain in a dignified manner.

Not to mention seeing it with my own eyes.

Even hearing it, this is the first time.

If it wasn't for him, he could see a few Taoists dressed in the costumes of Xuanzhen sect's disciples, driving the light, talking and laughing, going in and out of those other sect's buildings.

Shouting and embracing, surrounded by other disciples with smiling faces, they seemed to be treated very politely.

Chen Heng almost suspected that the nearby Xuanmen could not bear Ai Jian's obscenity, and finally joined forces to kill Xiaoganshan, intending to destroy all the Xuanzhen sects.

but.

Like this scene.

Except for the reason that Yuchen sent Daomai to check the exam.

Chen Heng couldn't think of any other reasons that could make these Taoists not hesitate to let go of their hypocrisy and be arrogant before being respectful.

Can't it be that Ai Jiandan has become a first-grade product, or has he cultivated into a Dharma phase primordial spirit?
……

Chen Heng stared at it for a moment, a hint of doubt appeared on his face, but he didn't think about it any more, he just bypassed the speeding cars and boats of other sects, made a few turns in the air, and then fell towards the mountain gate.

But when he was approaching the peak, several disciples from the deacon's room rose from the ground facing him, and after verifying his identity, they also waved his hands to let him go.

It can be said that Chen Heng is known to everyone in the Xuanzhen School, and everyone knows him, and after passing through Fuyubo's Wanlizhao to see the talisman, his reputation has been spread even more.

When the Taoists in the deacon's room saw him flying in the cloud-riding car, their eyes were full of hesitation. They only waited for him to take off his mask and glanced at him a few times, then they cupped their hands and signaled to enter.

They all looked like they couldn't hold back their curiosity and hesitated to speak.

"Chen...Senior Brother Chen."

A delicate girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old suddenly spoke, and stepped forward a few steps regardless of the astonishment of her senior brother behind her.

Quickly glanced at Chen Heng, then quickly lowered his head, and said coyly:

"Senior brother is really famous for eliminating demons and defending Taoism in Fuyubo. Several senior sisters-"

"Jinger!"

A young man with a broad nose and deep eyes and wearing yellow clothes stared at the words, angrily scolded, and interrupted the girl's unfinished words abruptly.

"Senior brother Yan Ping has already completed the second level of foundation building - the realm of size and size. Elder Yan also gave him his Fire Crow Pot. I heard that Yan Ping once said after a banquet that he wanted to be in the abyss Skinned and deboned, sent to the ground to accompany Master Yan Zhen!
The spirit of the fire crow in the fire crow pot is extremely strong, unless it is subdued with force, it will only be able to break through the turbid aura.

Senior Brother Chen must be very careful of Senior Brother Yan Ping, he has always been a shallow-minded person, the most ghostly, but when Senior Brother Chen is in Diyuan, he must be on his guard, and don't want to be scheming! "

The girl named Ling'er gave the young man a sideways look, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

After giggling, he spit out these words like a cannonball.

After finishing speaking, she quickly shrank her neck, retreated behind everyone, and hid further away from the young man.

"Okay, Senior Brother Sun Xiu, I'm done."

She stuck out her tongue and spread her hands innocently:
"If it's okay, we won't stay any longer, should we go back?"

"you--"

The man with the broad nose and deep eyes, who was called Sun Xiu, turned dark and rolled up his sleeves angrily, as if he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps forward, he was blocked by a group of Taoists in the deacon's room, panicking and persuading him.

When he managed to break free, he saw that the girl had already run away without a trace!

"Beauty misleads people! Beauty misleads people! Yan Ping fights against him, so what is your business?
If this word gets out now, not mentioning Yan Feichen and Yan Ping, who have small stomachs, just the punishment from my benefactor will be enough for me to drink a pot! "

Sun Xiu was so angry that her chest was tight, and she secretly scolded the girl hundreds of times in her heart.

Thinking of the temper of Master Yuanji, my teacher, my eyes darken even more.

"I heard from my mentor that Elder Yan Feichen seems to have got some news, and he wants to make peace with his junior brother."

After much deliberation, it was all done poorly anyway.

After a moment of silence.

Chen Heng suddenly heard a secret voice transmission.

looked sideways.

Seeing that Sun Xiu still had a look of great annoyance on his face, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, and even rolled up the remaining sleeve bitterly.

The silent voice transmission continued, saying:
"However, the Fire Crow Pot is real, and Yan Ping's hatred for you should also be real. This person and Uncle Yan Zhen... cough cough!
Junior brother has been with Senior Uncle Yan Zhen for many times, so naturally he knows more about this matter than an outsider like me, so senior brother, I won't show off my tongue anymore.

In short, when going down to the abyss, be careful with him! "

After the voice finished speaking, it didn't sound again.

Chen Heng took a deep look at where Sun Xiu was.

There was no sign of emotion on this person's face, and he hid it very well.

After thinking about it for a while, he breathed out the fetus and continued to drive the clouds towards Xiaogan Mountain.

……

The stream turns back and forth, the tops of the peaks are filled, the clouds are chaotic and do not fly, and the waterfalls are dangerous.

There are eleven peaks, nine cliffs and twenty waterfalls in Xiaogan Mountain.

In the huge southern region, it has also been selected as one of the [-] famous mountains, and it is more or less a place where the earth is full of energy.

Otherwise, Ai Jian would not have chosen this place as the location of the mountain gate after picking and choosing.

Several nearby Xuanmo orthodoxy would not argue with Ai Jian because of the ownership of the mountain, and they were finally killed until their heads rolled.

As soon as Chen Heng entered the hinterland of the mountain, he felt that there was an element of Yuanling faintly rushing up from the mountains and ravines, flying into the air and crashing into his body.

But use the method of practicing qi to dissolve it.

The fetal breath has only increased by a small amount, which is better than nothing...

"The lack of inspiration in the Southern Territory seems to be a foregone conclusion...Even here, we can't be too vulgar.

No wonder such big sects as Wuguangzong and Huashenfu, although they are the main sects in the Southern Region, their mountain gates are far away from the heartland of the Southern Region.Could it be that the deeper you go into the Southern Territory, the more scarce your inspiration will be? "

He said to himself.

Not long after, when he got to the Luoxia Peak, Chen Heng pressed Luo Dunguang and landed in front of a cave wall.

"It's already dusk, visiting now is a nuisance, I'd better go look for Senior Brother Xu Zhi tomorrow."

He looked up at the dark red cloud above his head.

He took out a flying talisman from his sleeve, whispered a few words, then raised his hand, the flying talisman whistled, and went straight to Xu Zhi's cave.

This flying talisman is used for communication, and it can be regarded as a sundry that cultivators will use in their daily life and travel.

And so on, there are also cooking tripods, dust collectors, wine sticks, beauty brushes and so on.

It is precisely because the value is not very valuable that it will be classified as sundries.

After Chen Heng bought a lot of ghost talismans, he was waved by the store and gave some as a gift.

After sending out the flying talisman, Chen Heng exerted all his strength to move the sealing stone and entered his cave wall rock mansion.

It has been unoccupied and cleaned for several months.

No matter the bookshelves, bamboo curtains or tea tables, they have all been covered with a thick layer of dust.

But fortunately, the inside of this residence is very plain and simple, without any furnishings, only after using a few cleansing talismans, it has been cleaned.

Chen Heng looked around for the last time, took out an apricot yellow futon from the Qiankun bag, sat on it, and silently turned Fa Jue to meditate and adjust his breath.

Silent all night.

On the second day, a round of flying crowns jumped out of the sky, dyeing the pale mountain mist into a golden and reddish color, and Chen Heng had already received the spell, setting up a ray of light to look for Xu Zhi.

Among the eleven peaks of Xiaogan Mountain, the Luoxia Peak where he lived was not far from the Xiongqing Peak where Xu Zhi lived, but when Chen Heng arrived at his cave, there was no response.

"There is no trace of the flying talisman outside this cave, apparently it was taken away by someone. Senior brother has always only practiced alchemy in his own one-third of an acre of land, and never released it lightly. Where can this go?"

Chen Heng frowned slightly.

When he was about to turn around, he suddenly looked down as if feeling something.

In a beam pavilion in the middle of the mountain, there was a burst of laughter from Yingying and Yanyan.

There are about dozens of those beautiful women, all of them are beautiful and graceful. At this time, they are surrounding a young Taoist with a long piano on his back and refuse to let go. .

Amidst the sound of playfulness, the young Taoist's face was flushed, he was very embarrassed, he put his hands on his chest, lowered his head, and hurriedly rushed out of the Liang Pavilion.

After a few movements, he was pushed back by those women.

Like a cow whose feet are stuck in the mud, no matter how hard it is, it can't get out.

Chen Heng saw that his forehead was sweating and his face was flushed. Under the teasing of the girls, he wished he could turn around and bump into the beam to death.

"Brother Xu Zhi?"

Chen Heng was slightly surprised, and took a few steps forward to see the young Taoist's face clearly.

And it seems to be aware of it.

The ashamed and indignant Xu Zhi raised his eyes in a daze, and saw a Taoist priest in white with long sleeves standing in front of his cave.

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately revealed a look of ecstasy.

"Junior brother! Junior brother? Why did you go back to the mountain gate? Isn't it a few days before you go to Diyuan?"

The group of female cultivators surrounding Xu Zhi were taken aback, and hurriedly followed his gaze, and their eyes lit up instantly.

"Although it's still a few days away, the end is not far away. We must make some preparations early."

Chen Heng gave a slap in the face and said:
"It seems that I came at a bad time."

"Where! Where!"

Xu Zhi took advantage of the stupefied efforts of the surrounding female cultivators, exerted a lot of strength and desperately, and finally squeezed out.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and said as if he had been pardoned:

"You came just in time!"

……

……

Knowing that it was Xu Zhi who had newly refined a gourd calming face pill, and that the news had leaked from nowhere, he was entangled by a group of female cultivators.

After several promises, the furnace will be opened several times, so that everyone can get one.

Hearing such swearing and swearing, all the nuns were satisfied and dispersed together.

At this point, Xu Zhi finally showed an expression as if he had escaped from the sky, and invited Chen Heng to the door, and served him tea.

The two sat opposite each other and chatted for a while, chatting about some experience in practicing qi tools and swordsmanship, etc.

Xu Zhi also obviously heard about Yan Ping's so-called raving after drinking, and was worried.

During this period, he also tried to persuade Chen Heng to resign from Diyuan's mission, but Mo said that Ai Jian's part was hard to tell. He saw Chen Heng only smiled and said nothing, obviously he had made up his mind.

After rambling on for a while impatiently, he finally accepted the persuasion helplessly.

"However, since junior brother insists on going to Diyuan, it is already an unavoidable situation, but I have something to lend you, senior brother."

The two talked for a while.

Xu Zhi smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand, took off a sword from the wall, held it horizontally in his palm, and handed it to Chen Heng:

"The name of this sword is Maishe, which is taken from the meaning of 'the heart stores the veins, the pulse sheds the gods, and the gods are housed in it'. Although it is a low-grade talisman, it is also a series of the Nine Dao Divine Treasures. It can be regarded as a sharp weapon! "

He handed his palm forward and said proudly:
"Let me lend this item to my junior brother for protection. I haven't stamped it on it since I bought it. With this sharp weapon to help my junior brother, my chances of survival must be increased by a few percent!"

Chen Heng was slightly taken aback, put down the teacup, and said:

"Senior brother, could it be that he bought the sword after selling the Liuyin Heaven Ghost Banner and Wuguang Pendant from Yangshan Taoist?"

"how do you know?"

Xu Zhi was taken aback.

"Senior brother's kindness is appreciated by me, but I also have a sword to give you as a gift. Heng was lucky enough to get lucky in the floating jade pond, and I also got a fortune."

Chen Heng took out the Zhanzhu sword taken from Qin Xian of the Blood Lotus Sect, placed it on the table, cupped his hands and said:

"Senior brother has helped me a lot since I practiced, so I would like to express my gratitude with this thing, and I hope you don't refuse."

"This--"

Xu Zhi's brain trembled, and his hands trembled.

He glanced at Chen Heng in disbelief, and then looked at the Zhan Zhujian, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"You, can't—"

He was stunned for a long time before he smiled wryly, got up and shook his head:

"A middle-grade talisman, it's too expensive, I can't accept it brazenly, and—"

Xu Zhi paused, then smiled shyly:
"Aren't you afraid that I'm an ungrateful villain? I fled timidly and killed my fellow disciples. I don't have a good reputation in this sect."

"Senior brother, why should you take yourself lightly, my reputation in the faction is also not good."

Chen Heng also got up and said:

"I've been bothering senior brother for a long time, so I won't stay here any longer. If senior brother really feels sorry for that candle, you can just treat it as a temporary loan from me. In the future, when senior brother has completed his cultivation, he will just return it."

Don't wait for Xu Zhi to refuse.

He laughed again:

"However, at that time, senior brother will have to pay more interest."

Xu Zhi was silent for a while.

I was speechless.

But when Chen Heng had already walked out of the door, suddenly a voice called him slowly from within.

"Elder Gu Jun's only son was not killed by me..."

The expression on his face is like a dense cloud when the summer solstice is about to rain, it changes rapidly, and finally freezes into a kind of pale sadness:
"Junior Brother, I am not timid—"

He was panting with difficulty, only feeling his heart beating heavily, and every inch was strenuous.

The unbearable past and sorrow were like a huge tide, recalled from his mind again, overwhelming, almost swallowing him.

"I--"

"Brother, there is no need to say more."

Chen Heng's voice interrupted him suddenly.

Xu Zhi raised his head.

Chen Heng turned his face away, not looking at those red eyes, only said:

"I believe you."

Xu Zhi straightened up slowly, looking at Chen Heng's back.

I don't know how long it has been until I have gone far.

Only then did he slump on the chair again, as if he had lost all his strength, profusely sweating.

He lowered his head, his eyes were complicated, and he covered his face with his sleeves:
"Thank you..."

……

……

A few days passed by in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to go out to the abyss.

noon.

Chen Heng was sitting on the futon practicing qi, when he was startled by a heavy knock on the door, he got up and put on his robes, and opened the door.

When he saw the person outside the door, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Elder Yan?"

Chen Heng said: "It's a rare visitor."

……

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(End of this chapter)