MTL - Pursuing Immortality-Chapter 680 Bashan Night Rain

Oh my god

Douzong strong is so scary!

The news of King Qingshan's beheading spread throughout Xia Kingdom in an instant. Unlike the people of Sanyi, others would not think it was killing monsters. Under the investigation of Fenghuang Mountain and Daoyuan, the truth emerged within a few days.

The deities worshipped by hundreds of thousands of worshippers are actually ghosts and demons, who are arrogant and arrogant, and arrogant and vicious. Coupled with Zhou Yang and others who came out to testify, the King of Qingshan collapsed and became a laughing stock in no time.

The people in Licheng also felt unable to lift their heads, looking at the dusty palace view with hatred and anger, but they were also very puzzled: Since King Qingshan is a demon, who is the one fighting with him?

There is no information, no clue.

It took some time for the government and the Daoyuan to start their aftermath. First, the overall migration of Qingshan Village, and a stone monument at the Gongguan site to warn future generations, as well as the deep palm print, won many people to come to pay special attention.

Then there is the punishment for Yuan Miaoguan and the local Taoist Association.

Zhou Yang bought a Taoist priest, and then joined the Licheng Taoist Association. The approval of the development of the land was exiled, the Taoist priest was expelled from the palace, and several members of the Taoist Association were left.

In addition, the innocent Taoist fled in disregard for the lives and deaths of civilians, neglected, and did not immediately notice anomalies, etc., and was also punished.

No problem, this is more serious than three drinks!

In short, after the hustle and bustle and gradually stabilized, Gu Zheng has left Licheng with Wen Jing and continued to cruise.

He spent a few days studying the origins of King Aoyama, and the results were somewhat unexpected.

As mentioned earlier, the magpies are divided into four major categories: Wuyi soldiers and horses, Wutong soldiers and horses, Wuxian Lingguan and Youshi soldiers and horses. Wuyi, Wutong and Youshi have all appeared, except that the five manifestation spiritual officers are not visible.

The word "spiritual officer" in the name indicates that it is extraordinary.

They are the crystallization of the Five Elements, and the spirits born naturally are very rare. It is different from the demon clan, because it is born without a physical body; it is also different from the **** of heaven and earth, because it does not involve rules, and has a very low grade.

Such as Thor, Fengshen, Mountain God, and River God, these are magnificent transformations. But they are mostly small things, weird elves, extremely spiritual, low start, and considerable growth potential.

The monk can recruit as a partner and practice together. When encountering a bottleneck, he can help break through. Or go wild by yourself and slowly ascend to conquer some wandering ghosts and ghosts, and you can also occupy a small area.

All these characteristics come together, so the name "spiritual officer" was used.

And part of the origin of Qingshan King is really a five manifestation spiritual officer, as for the other part, it is an inexplicable ghost and ghost.

Since ancient times, there have been three states of maturity in discarding the flesh.

The first is an ancient immortal's corpse solution, which can hold a thing, such as clothing, staff, sword, etc., to escape from the flesh and rise to heaven.

Ge Hongyouyun: "The sergeant lifted himself up and became vain, which is called the immortal; the sergeant swam in the famous mountain, called the land immortal; the corporal died first and then shed, that is, the corpse's corpse was deceived."

Autopsy is inferior and forced to do nothing. For example, when the immortal is hopeless, when Shou Yuan is approaching, or if something goes wrong and cannot be saved, this method is often chosen, which has long been lost.

The second type is Yang Shen, which will not be repeated here.

The third is the ghost fairy, which is more special. After the monk's death, chances are coincidental, or he can plan by himself. The spirits stay together, and they turn to ghost paths, and they become ghosts.

Guixian has many restraints, high realms, but low actual combat power.

King Qingshan is a fusion of Wuxian Lingguan and a ghost and immortal soul.

Ghost fairy can't exist in Yangshi, so it must have been born from the soul world. For some reason, it became a ghost. The old Gu also thought of a while ago, a few streamers in the lower world, for fear of some internal relations.

In fact, he already knew that King Aoyama was fake.

With the current version and capacity of the earth, it is far from the time when the gods are revealed, and the gods emerging at this time must be fakes.

…………

A small town in northern Fujian.

It is close to the provincial boundary here, and a further north journey to the west and south to Zhejiang is a densely populated and prosperous province.

In the morning, the sun was just right. Wen Jing got up and went around the city a lot. He took twenty buns and two big bowls of tofu brain on the stand, and then returned to the hotel without any thought.

The girl was a bit shy, and the amount of rice in the previous bowl suddenly turned over several times. Of course, she did n’t eat for nothing, she felt energetic, her complexion was good, and she would n’t drink a can of red bull if she did n’t sleep for a few days.

And the new tongue was born, the strength has increased significantly, and the five senses are much sharper.

After Wen Jing returned from Qingshan Palace, these changes have taken place. Not only that, she can also see some things that she does not want to see.

"Oh!"

The girl stepped upstairs and suddenly turned her head, not looking at the dark air floating above the lobby. That thing has a strong breath, and at first glance it looks like a ghoul that has been dead for many years.

She pedaled to speed up her pace, not wanting the ghost to feel the breath, so she floated over.

This person has the taste of the same kind and food, it seems hesitant for a moment, after all, can not help but rush forward.

Wen Jing walked around at Qingshan Palace, and he was very daring, throwing his fists wildly while running. The yin veins in her body had been communicated, the acupuncture points were shaking, and the spirit was stronger than ordinary people.

"Woohoo ..."

Two white and tender hands waved desperately, the grudges really didn't dare to approach, seemingly powerless, but in every move they carried the energy of anger.

boom!

The grudge was accidentally smashed, and gave up chasing, leaving.

Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, ran to a door in three steps and knocked twice.

"Come in!"

She pushed in the door and saw Gu Zheng paralyzed in a chair, playing with her cell phone. If it weren't for a handsome face, a good figure, and good art, it would be exactly the same as the fat house.

"Chased by ghosts again?" He laughed.

"Hundreds of years of unjust death, scared me!"

Wen Jing has been mixed for more than half a year.

She carried a big bag full of food and water, and some women's supplies. Because the other party does not eat, drink, or sleep, and it is not used for auntie, they take care of themselves along the way.

She dragged the travel bag again, and sorted out, "I just ate another 20 buns. This is not enough. How can I have such a large meal?"

"You are in the beginning of your veins, and this is the stage of substantial accumulation of qi, and it will be good after a few months for the body to adapt."

"A few more months?"

Wen Jing was distressed, but didn't say anything, and said, "Yes, the real person will go out of Fujian Province. Should we go to Ganzhou or Jiangzhou?"

"I go to Jiangzhou, you are free."

"..."

The girl held her hand and asked, "Will you let me go?"

"You were born with Yin Yin, and you went to Guixian Mansion again. The air is suffocated, and the foundation is solid. There is a formula here. You may follow the practice and may succeed in the future."

"But don't you say, one year, one year?"

Three months left!

"It's not convenient for me to take you here, so I'd better stop here."

"..."

Wen Jing pursed her lips, didn't cry, didn't plead, but stood up and gave a big gift, "You don't accept me, I also treat you as a master. What you taught me during this time, Wen Jing was always pregnant. "

"Ah!"

Gu Yan smiled. Although he lacked understanding, he had a good mentality. In addition to his talents, he might not be able to accomplish a career.

Without saying goodbye or waving, he sat on a chair and disappeared.

…………

The Daba Mountains are the general name of the mountainous area at the border of the four provinces of Qinchuan, Bashu, North Hubei, and Longxi. The north-south width is about 140 kilometers, and the east-west stretches more than 500 kilometers.

Four words are very famous, called Bashan Yeyu.

Night rain refers to the rain that falls from 8pm to 8am the next day. After the environmental changes, Bashan, which has frequent night rain, is even more flooded by spring tide (prevention of harmony), regardless of winter and summer, it rains at night for nearly one-third of the year.

Especially spring and summer.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The curtain of rain silk fluttered lightly through the forest, and the water and gas gradually rose up, and the whole mountain forest seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle. The branches and leaves were rustling, ants and insects were sheltering from the rain under the tree, and occasionally a blue bird flew over, startling the sound of frogs.

On the clearing in the forest, Xiaozhai is dancing swords.

I saw her make a few steps, stabbed a sword, and the offensive burst, like a river in the Yangtze River, rolling up.

Then rubbing and turning, Qing Feng obliquely cut, like the wind sweeping the leaves, the sword air was vertical and horizontal, the light was dazzling.

Swipe! She came all the way with swordsmanship, like a breeze blowing willows, spring flowers and Tibetan mastiffs, like catkins flooding the sky, thousands of points, flying all over the air.

In the dazzling light of the sword, it seemed that her figure was in all directions. The weather was beautiful, the spirit was clear, but it was hiding the heroic spirit.

The sword lifted to the highest point, more like a white robe will draw its bow, even with a bit of awe-inspiring taste. As far as the situation is concerned, Yusi does not stick, but instead drapes around the body, swirling with the sword.

"..."

The apprentice who was watching not far away was already stunned and distracted. Until Xiaozhai walked all the way to the front, he returned to God stunfully. "Master, Master, is this the door's back wind dancing Liu Jian? Sure enough, what can I learn? "

"This is a set of unparalleled skills that was created with a few years of retreat for the teacher. You first enter the court, and you need to lay the foundation first. Don't worry."

Xiaozhai borrowed the name without any psychological burden, huh! In Bashan Lipai, you must learn to dance back to the wind and dance the sword of the sword, just like the surnamed Peng who did n’t learn the five tigers and cut off the sword. Why do you really like to surname Peng?

"Oh, I must lay the groundwork, not bad Gao Yuanyuan!"

The young apprentice was very well behaved, such as seeing Treasure taking the master's sword and holding it carefully in his arms.

This is a sword inherited by the Bashan School for hundreds of years. It is not afraid of water and fire, does not stick to dust, and is sharp and unparalleled. It is made by a stone that Xiaozhai picked up!

"Xiao Gu, you are extremely talented and you have a very high level of understanding. You have to live up to my expectations. I sent a hundred years of decline and rarely re-enter the WTO. Unfortunately, I have to obey the ancestor's legacy and cannot easily go down the mountain and revive the doorkeeper. is you."

"Master, rest assured, I will never let you down!"

In a short time, the apprentice has already established two, and he is full of blood and excitement. He looks at the eyes of the people just like God, but he pauses and tangles: "That, Master, can you not call me Gu? Listen awkwardly. "

"I like to call, do you have an opinion?" Xiao Zhai glanced.

"Uh, no."

The apprentice lowered his head and did not dare to resist.

The rain at night is always sad, especially in Bashan.

The two walked up the mottled stone path built a hundred years ago, winding up and sloping all the way, rain and ripples all the way, the mountains were hazy, the sky was dim, and the ink-like moss marks were glowing with oil and water.

The stone steps were missing and impossible, revealing pieces of mud with two lines of footprints on them—that was stepped out of the mountain this morning, and there was still rain last night.

Xiaozhai walked slowly, his robes were dry, and the water was not absorbed.

Xiao Gu was holding his sword behind him, his clothes sticking to his back, his body was damp and uncomfortable, but his body was extremely straight, his eyes were clear, like a green bamboo in the vast smoke and rain,

About half an hour later, the two reached the end of the stone path. The terrain was high and open, surrounded by dense forests, and a grass cottage was standing in the middle.

There are three houses in Lu, which are made of wood, bamboo, and long grass. The pots and stoves are outside and there is a fence. Beyond the fence, there are deep traces of the sword.

"Squeak!"

Xiaozhai pushed in the door, waved his sleeve, and lit the candle. The furnishings inside are very rude. The two beds are separated into the left and right rooms, and the main hall barely counts as a living room with a set of tables and chairs.

She sat in the main seat, watching the apprentice silent.

"..."

Gu Guxiao, I don't know if I'm stupid again, or what mistake I made.

Xiao Xiangfang said halfway: "I picked you up from the mountain, taught it with all my heart, and gave me high hopes. Of course, you are also struggling and won my heart. According to the rules of the door, you are qualified to hold a sword ... Here you are. "

"No, I can!"

Xiao Gu was startled, and he took out the sword in his arms and said, "This is the sword passed down by the ancestor. I just started, I can't, I can't!"

"Hold it for you, don't make me angry ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Xiao Gu tremble withdraw his hand, the sword is tight and tight in his arms, and asked:" What about you, master? "

"I don't need a sword anymore, I picked it up to teach you."

Xiaozhai's loneliness was like snow, and she smiled again: "Okay, go to the bath and change clothes, Bashan is cold at night, don't get sick."

"Oh!"

The apprentice answered, holding the sword and going out, paused, and put the sword on the case.

Behind that grass cottage is also a fenced yard with toilets and bathing areas. The aqua pits are rude, but Xiao Gu has been very curious since the first day.

What is this pit made of? Always clean, not only does it not smell, but also has a slight aroma.

And even more amazing is that Master never seems to shit!

Alas!

Gu suddenly shuddered, afraid that the Master would rush out to choke himself, swaying left and right, and slipping into a pergola.

This is the place to take a bath. It is also full of comfortable fragrance, neat and clean, and the mountain wind cannot blow in, and it will not be cold and hot. A green Diabolo sticks out from the top, and the port is covered with a sprinkler-like showerhead.

Tap once to stop, knock twice for cold water and three times for hot water. I don't understand the principle. It is said that it is made by the secret technique of the division, which is better than the shower.

Xiao Gu undressed and knocked three times empty, wow!

The water sprayed out without being too hot, which was just good for bathing.

The body is not dirty, it just expels the cold air, flushes the body for a while, and knocks again when it is empty. Then, Xiao Gujie developed the belt, and the bundled hair slowly fell down.

The green silk is like a waterfall, and the eyebrows are picturesque.

Yes, she is a girl.

Who said that Bashan could not be a girl?

(La la la, play with the sky knife, I am practicing moving flowers!)

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