It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 292: Invite fellow Taoists to go on the road

Two days later.

The boy walked out of Li Xian's house, returned to the eaves, and casually said to the monk Yuyi,
"It should be some kind of wood spiritual plant that saved the woman's life, but she couldn't live for long... It's just a pity that such a treasure of heaven and earth was wasted on a mortal."

The feather-clothed monk sat cross-legged, and the pores on his body seemed to be breathing, with a faint light lingering from them.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the light outside his body turned into countless golden runes that flashed, then quickly dimmed and fell silent.

When the boy saw this, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Li Qinglin has been traveling far away over the years, and he has actually been to Laowan Mansion. There is the Dangmo Valley, and even the secret realm of the Twelve Taiyins. Even the God-Transforming Yuanjun showed up thousands of years ago... The immortal way is prosperous, and there are opportunities. Of course.”

The monk in feather clothes said calmly.

After these days of "lurking" openly, they have figured out the details of Li Qinglin.

Although he is a little surprised, Li Qinglin has a deep blessing and his martial arts skills are not weaker than those of foundation-building monks...

"But speaking of it, that surnamed Shang...Senior Sister Shang is really lucky. She has been undercover for decades, and once she returns, she becomes a proud woman of heaven. If she proves her loyalty, she will completely convince the old guys in the sect. , maybe there is still hope of competing for the next sect leader."

Li Langya and Li Langjian were practicing martial arts in the courtyard. When they saw Li Qinglin, they put down their weapons and said respectfully,

Half a month later.

"Uncle!"

Li Qinglin nodded kindly, put on his coat and tied a handkerchief to keep out the cold.

Hearing this, the monk in feather clothes calmed down his lazy expression a lot and sat up straight.

For example, these days, even if they were walking around in front of Li Qinglin, Li Qinglin couldn't notice at all, which was evident.

Li Qinglin silently put down the bamboo slip and placed it on the case.

The boy nodded silently and said nothing more.

When the boy saw this, he looked anxious and immediately caught up with him.

And in Li's mansion, neither of them paid attention to it.

But that's all.

"Senior brother, the sect has ordered that an evil cultivator from the Taiping Mountain generation has occupied the sect's 'Xuanmo Mine'. Let's compete this time to see who kills the evil cultivator first and completes the mission!"

"Senior brother, please leave!"

"Good luck? This is not necessarily true... Our Yuxu Sect planned in advance, and there were more than dozens of chess pieces that entered the three mountains of Qingshitan. In the end, only Shang Xuan came out..."

The boy suddenly thought of something and said solemnly.

open the door.

The monk in feather coat didn't say much. There was a hidden smile in his eyes. The light floating on his body suddenly became a little more intense, forming a trailing tail flame behind him. In an instant, he overtook the boy and disappeared into the horizon.

The two people turned into a long escaping light, flew out from the Li family, and headed towards Feng County.

In terms of mysteries and longevity, today's martial arts are simply not worthy of the Immortal Dao.

The boy laughed and used the magic formula to escape a little faster.

Seeing Li Qinglin's movements, Li Langya asked,
"Great uncle is going out?"

Li Qinglin nodded: "Well, I just ate and went out to eat."

Li Langya and Li Langya nodded when they heard this and didn't care.

After all, during this period, Li Qinglin always went out to visit friends, or climbed high to enjoy the snow, so it was not surprising.

"Then uncle, do you want to come back and have dinner together?" Li Qinglin walked through the patio and opened the door a little.

Suddenly, the cold snow outside the house poured in with the wind and rain, which was so chilling and cold that people couldn't help but tremble.

Li Qinglin replied with a smile,

"Of course, I'll be back soon."

……

Taiping Mountain

This mountain is on the edge of the Yuxu Sect's jurisdiction. It borders Luoshui County and is surrounded by water on both sides. The mountain produces a special spiritual mineral called Xuanmo Mine, which can be used as a material to seduce fire veins and increase the intensity of fire when making weapons. , extremely versatile.

Therefore, Yuxu Sect also attaches great importance to it. Not only does it have dedicated personnel to guard it, but it also arranges formations to disguise itself as a calamity domain to exclude all mortals from approaching. There is also a foundation-building major cultivator in charge.

But half a month ago, a foundation-building cultivator who escaped from the Partridge Cave was good at formations, and he also engaged in murder and treasure grabbing. He ignored the majesty of Yuxu Sect and killed those who stayed here. Not only did the Yuxu Sect's foundation-building monks provocatively dominate the mountain, they mined the Xuanmo mineral veins.

Whizzing! !
Two menacing escaping lights appeared on Taiping Mountain.

Looking at the mountain below, the flames were not extinguished, the station was in ruins, and broken limbs were scattered randomly on the ground.

The boy was furious and said: "Where is Guang Fengzi? Come out quickly and be killed!!"

The sound spread and echoed throughout Taiping Mountain.

Not long after, I saw a young, handsome young man flying out in the rays of light.

This person is wearing a traditional t-shirt and ancient clothes, with a bun on his head and a sapphire blue hairband. He has an elegant and peaceful temperament. Not to mention that he is an evil cultivator, but that he is a direct disciple of Xuanmen. Many people will believe it. .

The boy and the monk Yuyi frowned.
"You are not Guang Fengzi, who are you?"

The foundation-building monks in Huainan Mansion are basically all known by name, and they do not just pop out of the cracks in the rocks casually.

The goal of this mission is that Guang Fengzi built the foundation sixty years ago. He has already reached the middle stage of foundation building. He has practiced the "Swallowing Python Tai Sui Xuan Ting Technique" and is an early stage second-level formation master. The boy and the monk Yuyi have His details.

But he couldn't match up with the young man in front of him.

Hearing this, the young man smiled softly and took out a fresh and steaming head from the storage bag, dripping with blood, and the muscles and blood vessels under the neck were still squirming and bouncing.

"Guang Fengzi is here."

Guang Fengzi is dead? ?

The two of them looked shocked, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in their hearts, and they immediately retreated a hundred feet away.

The boy patted his storage bag, took out a second-grade red talisman, and placed it in front of him.

As soon as the monk in feather clothes made a seal, his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into countless rays of light, blending with the dust and escaping into the clouds. It also exuded a faint edge. It seemed that once it found something was wrong, it would There was a torrential downpour of attacks.

The origin of this young man is mysterious, and he seems to have some deep-seated malicious intent.

After all, if he wanted to make friends with Yuxu Sect by killing Guang Fengzi, he had already sent a message to Yuxu Sect, stating that he had killed Guang Fengzi, so why did he need to wait until the two of them arrived at Taiping Mountain to reveal themselves?
Seeing the two people's reactions, the young man shook his head helplessly.

"It's really chilling. After all the hard work, these two fellow Taoists are actually so wary of me."

The smile on the young man's face gradually turned cold, and a strong aura of cold and evil magic surged out of his body.

"I'm going down to Chunji in Qingxu Ridge, and I'd like to ask two fellow Taoists to go on their way!"

Boom! !

'Chunji' shouted low, his eyes exuded a dark aura, and a necklace made of ninety-nine baby heads quickly flew out of the storage bag. Suddenly, the wind howled in Taiping Mountain, the ghostly aura was thick, and ghosts appeared. Surround him.

(End of this chapter)