Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 140 Laojun Mountain

In the battle ten years ago, in terms of righteousness, a total of five grandmasters participated in the battle.

Yin Beiwu in the East China Sea unfortunately died first. At the last moment, the four masters Tao, Buddha, Su and Cui rushed to the main altar of the Demon Sect. Cui Lingfang was beheaded by the leader of the Demon Cult on the spot. Dying.

Only Daoist Yu Tu fought fiercely for half a day, and then he used Wuwei's divine sword to penetrate the heart of the leader of the Demon Cult and kill him.

Although Yu Tuzheng was seriously injured later, and after returning to the mountain, he suffered a serious illness and lost all his skills, but in the past ten years, he is still the most famous person in the righteous way of the world in the Tang Dynasty.

All the guests present flocked to him, Lu Pingdong hurriedly helped the old man off Xu Boyuan's back, and listened to his pulse. He felt that the old man's pulse was weak and his breath was dying, so he hurriedly said, "Who has the most peaceful and blunt internal energy, without cold or heat? Come and caress the back of Daoist Yu Tu and protect his heart veins!"

Everyone looked around, a rich businessman with a broad heart and a fat body, wearing a copper-colored satin gown and a soft-footed headband, stood out from the crowd and said, "I'll come."

This man is Qian Wanliang, the owner of the richest family in Sichuan and Hunan. Hands-on experience.

When everyone saw that it was him, they had no objection.

Jiang Jiusi asked from the side: "Prince Huxian, what's going on? What happened to Laojun Mountain?!"

Everyone looked at Xu Boyuan together.

This real Yutu, even though his own martial arts are useless, but among his disciples and grandchildren, there are many first-class masters, and his direct disciple Tianfang Zhenren has already stepped into the realm of a master nine years ago and took over the position of head teacher.

The old man often lives on Laojun Mountain, which is as safe as the palace.I really can't figure out what kind of thing can make him so embarrassed that he has to be carried on his back and come to Zhujian Villa like a fugitive.

Xu Boyuan was stared at by everyone, his hands were trembling, and he took out something from his bosom.

It was a rather thick black disc, slightly larger than an adult's palm, but there was a pentagonal depression in the middle of the disc, which looked like a base for placing a seal. .

"On the mountain..."

Everyone was about to listen carefully, but they saw Xu Boyuan's face suddenly turned pale, his whole body went limp, and he collapsed.

His eyes were closed tightly, his body seemed to be twitching, and the skin on the back of his hands became strangely pale, as he tightly grasped the base of the disc, blue veins stood out.

Jiang Jiusi held his back with his left hand, pressed his chest with his right palm, and carefully channeled a trace of still water flowing deep zhenqi into Xu Boyuan's meridian, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Huxian Daoist's meridians are messed up, he was seriously injured, he must have been seriously injured, and then he ran for nearly a hundred miles, crossing mountains and ridges to Zhujian Villa, his foundation was greatly damaged, and his dantian was almost dry..."

No wonder he couldn't even wait for the little time announced by the disciples of the villa, so he wanted to force his way into the villa.

I'm afraid that at that time, he had only a little bit of true energy that he didn't know where he squeezed out, hanging on his consciousness, fearing that he would take Daoist Yu Tu to faint outside the village in the next moment.

Now that Master Yu Tu was finally sent to a safer place, Xu Boyuan's energy and vigor immediately collapsed.

With such a serious wear and tear, it is normal for Xu Boyuan to sleep for several days and nights. Jiang Jiusi doesn't know how to wake him up.

The movement here has alarmed Wu Pingqiang.

After all, he is a well-known master swordsmith, and his forging vision is extraordinary, as soon as he got close, he recognized the origin of the disc base in Xu Boyuan's hand, and said in a deep voice: "That is... the base of the five-color seal. "

Lu Ping looked sideways and said in a voiceless voice, "Really?"

"Brother Wu read it right."

The speaker is an old master from the Kanto region. Don't pay attention. His face is full of ravines. He looks like an ancient pine tree. He also has profound attainments in casting. Yes, the colored stone has a shell, it is deep and black, no matter how smooth it is polished, it will not reflect light."

"This base is made of stone shell."

Yuan Baigong, the head of the faction next to him, said: "Could it be that there is some traitor civil strife on Laojun Mountain? After all, it is impossible for a foreign enemy to capture Laojun Mountain in one fell swoop, so that this Taoist priest has to run for his life with Master Yu Tu on his back, right? "

As he talked, his voice gradually became lower and slower, as if he didn't dare to believe it, he laughed dryly twice.

No one responded.

Wuwei Excalibur used to kill the leader of the Demon Cult in the southwest, and fell into the abyss of thousands of feet from the top of the cliff. retrieved.

When Daoist Tianfang took over as the head teacher, there was only the five-color seal left in Laojun Mountain. After he became a master, he dissolved this magic weapon into his body.

Now the base of the five-color seal appeared here, which intensified the ominous premonition in everyone's hearts.

Someone couldn't help urging Lu Pingdong: "Mr. Lu Er, quickly think of a way to wake up one of them, so that we can know the reason."

Lu Pingdong glanced at the man with some annoyance, and said, "Realist Yu Tu has already lost his kung fu, and now he looks like he is mentally exhausted, which is so easy to cure. Except relying on qigong to protect and rest, any acupuncture pill The medicine cannot be used on him. If something happens to him, will you take it?!"

The person who was urging him was not afraid of him, he took a step forward, and came out with more people, his face was purple, and his thick beard was curled up. It was Jiao Gai, a ghost dragon who also came from Chang'an, and said: "I heard that the children of the Lu family, They have improved a lot recently, thanks to a precious medicine researched by the Lu family, and Lu Gu'an wanted to donate a box to the palace, but it has not yet been approved by the Imperial Medical Office."

"When you came to Zhujian Villa, you acted so arrogantly, so you depended on this precious medicine. Could it be that Master Yu Tu is not worthy of such a pill from your Lu family?"

Lu Pingdong just sneered, and said the same thing: "If there is something wrong with Yu Tu, you will take care of it?"

Jiao Gai's momentum was short, and a few words lingered in his mouth, but he didn't dare to answer after all.

Lu Pingdong changed his previous aggressive style, instead of chasing and beating Jiao Gai, his eyes turned and fell on Wu Pingqiang.

"Lu Mou did bring an elixir, but it has been paid as a deposit to Brother Wu. It's not easy for Yu Tu to try it lightly, but this Immortal Pot Master may be able to bear the power of the medicine. It depends on Brother Wu's willingness to give up his love. .”

Wu Weiyang cursed shamelessly when she heard it beside her.He hadn't thought about who Xu Boyuan was for a moment before, and he shot rashly, almost causing trouble, and felt that he was at fault, so he kept silent by the side.

But Lu Pingdong's words were really sinister. In this situation, he still didn't forget to think about the magic weapon of the Wu family. If Wu Pingqiang took out and used up the elixir, it would be tantamount to confirming their deal. There can no longer be any objections to the ownership of the divine soldier.

Wu Weiyang wanted to open her mouth to return the pill to the Lu family.

Jiang Jiusi suddenly said: "The rarer the pill, the purer its power. With the current condition of Priest Huxian, he can't digest it at all. Letting him take the medicine will not help swallowing gold!"

"I'll try it."

An Feiyu thought of a way, took the bamboo tube and went up to Xu Boyuan's mouth, tapped the bamboo tube with his little finger.

Activate the contract, life-saving nematodes.

The tea brewed from the feathered regenerated beads poured into Xu Boyuan's mouth by itself, but upon closer inspection, there were countless tiny nematodes forming the stream of water.

After entering the throat, the amphiphid withdraws the activation power inch by inch, and the microbes return to the tea full of vitality, moistening it down.

Lu Pingdong came over and grabbed Xu Boyuan's wrist, frowned and said, "It's also useful, but just relying on this, I still can't wake up in a short time."

He said intentionally or unintentionally, "If this is the basis, it can just digest the elixir."

Wu Weiyang is not the only one who is disgusted by the people around.

After all, he is also a powerful family and a famous master, so he can make such a gesture.

Wu Pingqiang said firmly: "Mr. Lu Er's elixir 'one piece' is really precious. I borrowed the medicine to save people today. Afterwards, I will thank you with the secret book that records my life's casting skills."

These words directly rejected the previous intention of the transaction, and no one dared to say that the offer of gratitude was unfair.

As soon as he finished speaking, without looking at Lu Er's expression, he took out the Yuehua elixir, bent down and put it into Xu Boyuan's mouth.

Anfeiyu put down the bamboo tube for the time being so that the elixir could enter his mouth.

But I didn't expect that just as the elixir slid towards Xu Boyuan's throat, it just aroused a surge of adversity between his heart and lungs, and the elixir was sprayed out mixed with some Yuhua tea.

An Feiyu hid in time, and looked again, the elixir had been smashed into a puddle of mud on the ground, dissolving badly in the tea room.

This kind of trouble happened again at the critical moment, and everyone's face was not good-looking.

"It's better to be still than to move. No matter what happens on Laojun Mountain, there is no way to come up with just being stuck here."

Guan Luoyang watched from the sidelines and thought about it until now, and when he spoke, it was a bold choice that had been vaguely ignored before, "I might as well go directly to Laojun Mountain to find out."

It's not that no one has thought of this approach, but the situation in Laojunshan is unknown, and no one dares to easily ask to investigate it by themselves.

When he said this, some people lost face. Jiao Gai was the first to respond: "Everyone here is a famous person, a righteous hero, how can there be any reason for you to take risks alone? I will walk with you. .”

Jiang Jiusi, Chen Shouzheng and the others also said, "Brother Guan..."

"Needless to say, you are not as fast as me."

A green air floated around Guan Luoyang, and the whole figure scattered in shock.

"You can prepare first, I will go back as soon as I go."

The people with sharper ears showed shock on their faces.

They could tell that just such a sentence, when it came to the end, had already been transmitted from two miles away.

This lightness kung fu is certainly not bad, but what is even more surprising is the long strength and deep foundation that can transmit sound leisurely at extreme speed.

Jiang Jiusi's footsteps that were about to go out stopped again. This kind of speed is good for him at close range, and it is not difficult for him to do it, but from here to Laojun Mountain, if he keeps running at this speed, he will not I really can't catch up.

This is not only a matter of internal strength, but physical strength must also be beyond ordinary.

Zhujian Villa covers an area of ​​[-] acres and is vast and magnificent, but Guan Luoyang has already plundered out of the villa almost as soon as he lifted his foot.

As soon as the hazy phantom fell, he stepped on a bluestone in the grass, stepped on a shoe print, and continued to increase the speed to the highest limit.

In the Zhou Tian dojo, the weakening of gravity, coupled with the lightness of the faint heat floating, made him feel like he was flying at a low altitude, grazing away from the top of the treetops.

The surrounding scenery is drawn into a hazy ribbon in the night, sliding back quickly, the streams, rivers, carriages driving in the middle of the night, and inns in the countryside are all overtaken.

It didn't take long before the vast wilderness appeared in front of us. The loess road lay in the middle, with weeds as tall as a person on both sides. When the night wind blew, the green waves spread to the end of the line of sight.

There are many silent peaks rising there, and there are promenades with Wuwa eaves, climbing from the foot of the mountain to the main peak.

Between several adjacent peaks, the palaces and pavilions stretching from the halfway up the mountain to the highest point, attached to the ancient and gloomy mountains, detached from the misty clouds.

There are some extremely sparse lights, scattered among them, hidden between the gates of the palace, hidden above the thin clouds.

This is the main peak of the [-]-mile Funiu Mountain, the remaining vein of the Qinling Mountains. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty ordered Yuchi Jingde to personally supervise the construction of the temple here, and named it "Laojun Mountain".

Everything here looks quiet and elegant, solemn, solemn and beautiful, and there are almost no traces of battle or destruction.

It seemed that the tranquil and peaceful scene could not be connected with the seriously injured Taoist Priest Hu and the sleepy old man with disheveled white hair.

Guan Luoyang slowed down at the foot of the mountain, did not take his guard lightly, and calmed down the wind around him more cautiously. The format of the Thousand Magic Treasure Clothes changed slightly, changing the wide sleeves into narrow sleeves.

Like a silent and weightless ghost, he sneaked away from the outside of the climbing corridor, his figure flickered in the forest, and he could observe everything on the corridor.

When they were halfway up the mountain, figures on duty appeared in the long corridor. The Taoist robes on their bodies were in a gradient color from cloud white to sky blue, and the hem was snow white. The position is already as thick as ink.

This is the unique Taoist robe of Laojun Mountain. Starting from this place, about every twenty steps, there are two such disciples guarding it.

But after Guan Luoyang looked at several groups of on-duty disciples, he discovered something strange.

The cultivation of internal energy in this world is closely related to breathing at the beginning, and the depth of internal energy can be roughly expressed through breathing.

According to Han Wengong, sharp soldiers who have been refined for more than three years in the army breathe like a gentle breeze, and their voices are faint and faint, and the time for each breath is at least equivalent to thirty breaths for ordinary people. Almost ninety seconds.

And Taoist Buddha's authentic internal strength should be more peaceful and mellow without the killing spirit in the army.

But when Guan Luoyang listened carefully now, the breathing sounds of those people were obvious, slightly rapid, and there were murmurs, accompanied by subtle tremors of the nose and eye muscles.

Sure enough, although their postures were completely normal on duty, their arms were loose and drooping, their waists were not even half deflected, and there was nothing abnormal about their appearance.

But they, in this state of ignorance, have all been acupointed!

Seeing in the eyes, each of them is like green pine, handsome and slender, but what they hear in the ears is like little fat pigs sleeplessly from bottom to top.

(End of this chapter)