Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Taibai Mountain, Chiguan Ridge.

Taibai Mountain is located in the northernmost part of Chenghua Sect. The mountain is rich in red soil ginseng, kyanite, white smoke stone and other spiritual herbs and minerals that can be used for cultivation.

In Chiguan Ridge in the mountains, there is a boundary monument made of dark stone, which reads: Chenghua Zong, North Boundary Monument.

Going further north is the boundary of Wei Chaozong.

Not far from the boundary monument, there is a tower-like tower.

A red flag was planted in front of the outpost, fluttering in the wind, with the emblem of Chenghua Zong printed on it.

This outpost looks ordinary, but in fact it is protected by a magic circle.

In addition to having strong defensive capabilities, the array can also expand the search range of the spiritual consciousness. The monks in the outpost can monitor movements within a hundred miles radius by releasing their spiritual consciousness.

Not only that, the Nisuo is also a small teleportation tower that can send and receive messenger symbols.

It's getting dark.

It's cold in the mountains, and some fine snowflakes are floating in the air.

There are two monks in the outpost. One is a handsome young monk in his early twenties named Li Yao.

The other one is Yan Kuan, who is nearly forty years old. He has a Chinese character face and green stubble on his chin.

Both of them are stationed monks, responsible for the security around Taibai Mountain and preventing monks from other sects from stealing Lingmu ore.

The furnishings in the outpost are simple, with only two beds and a few tables and chairs.

An old cauldron sat on the stove, boiling spiritual tea.

"Brother Yan, how many years have you been here?"

Li Yaogang had been stationed here for less than three days, and he was still very new to everything. He kept scanning the mountains and forests with the array disk.

"I was born in Renyin."

Yan Kuan used the tongs to put out the flames in the stove and replied casually.

"Ah, almost ten years!"

Li Yao counted with his fingers and raised his head in surprise, with an envious look in his eyes.

Guarding the border is quite hard. Not only is it boring, but you also have to deal with monks from other sects sneaking in.

Correspondingly, the treatment given by the sect is relatively generous. In addition to monthly salary payments, there are additional rewards at the end of the year.

After ten years of stationing, the accumulated good deeds will not be less than eight thousand, which can basically be exchanged for a foundation-building pill.

"You, you only saw thieves eating meat, but you didn't see thieves being beaten."

Yan Kuan teased, took out the tea from the cauldron with a ladle, poured it into a tea bowl, and handed a bowl to Li Yao, "You'll understand in a few months."

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

Li Yao took the tea bowl and sipped it slowly for a while. His consciousness suddenly sensed an abnormality, "Brother Yan, someone is coming up the mountain!"

Yan Kuan quickly put down his tea bowl, "Who is it? Let me take a look."

Li Yao muttered softly: "This man is dressed very strangely. He is wearing a black smock, a double-horned helmet, arm armor, and back wings..."

"Hiss, it can't be Winged Batman!"

His expression became a little excited.

Yan Kuan said nothing and put his hand on the array plate.

Sinking into the spiritual consciousness, with the power of the magic circle, the spiritual consciousness spreads out.

I "saw" a figure circling up from the bottom of the mountain, seemingly searching for something. This man was dressed the same as Li Yao said, wearing a black tight-fitting robe, a large cloak, and a strange mask and helmet on his head.

"What Winged Bat?"

Li Yao said in surprise: "Brother Yan, you haven't even heard of Winged Bat Man, right?"

Yan Kuan was noncommittal, his expression unchanged: "I've heard a little bit about it. You seem to know it very well. Please tell me."

"The Winged Bat Man's surname is Wei Ming'an, and he was born in a place with chaotic security in the Taiyin Sect, probably called Yingtan County. When Wei An was a child, his parents were killed by monsters, so he determined to take revenge, traveled around and worked hard to practice Taoism."

"Thirty years later, Wei An mastered many powerful spells and finally returned to Yingtan County."

"Clean up all the monsters around Yingtan County, and kill the monks who have colluded with the monsters one by one."

Li Yao became more and more excited as he spoke, "Not only that, Wei An felt that the world was uneasy, so he not only killed the monsters in the Taiyin Sect, but also helped some small sects to kill the powerful monsters."

Yan Kuan looked at Li Yao, "What ability does he have?"

"Of course! Wei An is very capable. He is known as the four great Zifu monks of the Taiyin Sect."

Li Yao summed up his treasures and said, "Wei An is extremely talented. He mastered twenty spells when he was in the Qi Refining Realm."

"Enter the foundation-building realm and specialize in Taoist arts: magic circle, weapon refining, and talismans. He is proficient in three of the four Taoist arts. He has obtained the titles of weapon refining master, talisman master, and magic circle master. Moreover, he is also a medical master..."

Yan Kuan yawned and interrupted: "Tell me the important point."

Li Yao said: "Yes. Wei An is proficient in one hundred and twenty-seven combat spells, such as the hammering technique of the Siam Sect, the Routian technique of the Sumu Sect, the Krav Maga technique of Canaan, the Yingkong technique of the Shangfa Sect, the Luzon Sect's The magic wand..."

"Years of experience in killing monsters have made him a master of detectives, masters of tactics, masters of language, masters of intimidation, masters of interrogation, masters of tracking, masters of disguise..."

"stop!"

Yan Kuan finally became impatient, "Are you sure this person is Wei An?"

Li Yao took a deep breath and nodded, "Wei An is a master of weapon refining. He spent twenty years refining a complete set of equipment for himself. Because he lived in a place where bat demons were rampant since he was a child, he was inspired to refine it. Got the Bat helmet, Bat suit, Bat gloves, Bat boots, Bat cape..."

"Every piece of equipment is a top-notch magic weapon, and his combat power is also the best among the monks in the Purple Mansion Realm. It is said that he has never failed."

Yan Kuan frowned slightly: "He is a monk from the Taiyin Sect. How come you know him so well?"

Li Yao smiled and said: "Brother Yan doesn't know. I have heard of Wei An's name since I was a child. I have always followed him as an example. I hope to be like him one day."

Yan Kuan used his consciousness to look at the figure who was halfway up the mountain, and slowly turned his head, "Brother Li, there are some things I don't want to say, but I have to say them."

"For more than a hundred years, under the leadership of the sect master, the strength of our Chenghua Sect has been comparable to that of the Taiyin Sect. However, the Taiyin Sect is good at propaganda and continues to ideologically erode the young monks of our sect."

"Their so-called celebrities are all created by propaganda. If they put on an iron shell, they are called King Kong, if they put on a mask, they are called Winged Bat, and if they hold a broken bow, they are called Arrow..."

"What is a chivalrous person? A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people! He devotes himself to his life and even dies!"

"Look at what the Taiyin Sect has done. Wherever there is evil in the Xuanyuan Continent, nine out of ten cases are caused by them. They cause trouble to the sect, kill mortals, rob spiritual stones, sow dissension...all these, Doing all the bad things to maintain hegemony.”

"You must also know how the Taiyin Sect established the sect, killed all the local monks, and messed up the surrounding sects. Not to mention the distance, our sect, Chiwei Island, has not been taken back yet. Who do you think is causing trouble?"

At this point, Yan Kuan smiled contemptuously, "A monk from such a sect has the nerve to call himself a knight? Are they worthy of those who are seeking fame and reputation? Bah!"

After speaking, he spat on the ground.

Li Yao was stunned for a long time and was speechless. He was not convinced, but he did not continue to argue. After all, Yan Kuan was his commander.

He thought for a while and asked, "What if the person coming is Wei An?"

Yan Kuan grabbed the array plate, pushed the door open and walked out.

"Take the wild goose talisman and go out to ask." (End of chapter)