Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 177 Junior, the old fairy tells you three tricks (ask for a monthly ticket)

There are two large lakes at the source of the Yellow River.

One is Chalinghai and the other is Elinghu.

On the west side of the Charing Sea, there is a swampy depression composed of hundreds of lakes of various sizes. These lakes are shining under the sunlight, like stars in the night sky.

The local Tibetans accordingly called this lake and swamp——
Constellation Sea!
Xingxiu Sea is also the birthplace of the Yellow River.

It is located at the northern foot of the Bayan'era Mountains, facing the Kunlun Mountains to the north.

The Xingxiu Sea is tightly surrounded by two mountain ranges, large and small, forming an intermountain basin.

Compared with other places in the Tubo Plateau, the climate here is pleasant, but due to the abundance of poisonous insects, there are few people.

Especially after a master of the rivers and lakes came here 30 years ago, the poisonous insects rioted here from time to time, and few people came here.

As time went by, the Jianghu master established a Jianghu sect in Xingxiu Sea, and the buildings here gradually increased.

The nearby herdsmen also gradually learned that the expert called the old fairy Xingxiu, and the sect he established was the Xingxiu sect.

At this time, it was located in a hall deep in the Xingxiu Sect.

A white-haired old man with a rosy face was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with a goose feather fan on his body, and a small dark yellow wooden tripod about six inches high in front of him.

The engravings on this small tripod are very fine, the wood is firm and moist like jade, there are faint red threads in the wood texture, it is one of the three treasures of Xingxiu, the sacred wood king tripod.

I saw wisps of purple aura emitting from the Shenmu Wangding Ding, and the purple aura seemed to be pulled straight into the nose of the white-haired old man, making his face even more rosy.

There is also a girl in a purple shirt in the hall, who looks to be twelve or thirteen years old.

He was staring at the big round eyes, looking at the Shenmu Wangding in front of the white-haired old man, and from time to time, he would give the old man a sharp look.

After a long time, seeing that the little cauldron was no longer emitting purple air, the girl quickly withdrew her eyes, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and stood up obediently.

She knew that Master Ding Chunqiu was about to finish his work.

Sure enough, after a few breaths of effort, the white-haired old man opened his eyes.

Then he looked sideways at the girl in purple shirt up and down, and after stopping at her slightly swollen chest, he picked up the small cauldron in front of him and said:
"Little Ah Zi, put this Shenmu King Cauldron back into the secret room for the master."

"Yes, Master!"

Ah Zi's voice was crisp and clear, and her beautiful face was full of innocent and lovely smiles.

He stepped forward to hold the wooden tripod with both hands and was about to retreat, but saw Ding Chunqiu put his other hand up, stroking Ah Zi's little hand and confessed with a straight face:

"This is one of the three treasures of my constellation, you have to put it away!"

After speaking, he let go of his hand, but when he took it back, he seemed to sweep it across Ah Zi's chest inadvertently.

"Understood, Master, Ah Zi has released it many times, there will be no mistakes."

Ah Zi didn't seem to realize it, she still had that innocent and cute look, and her words were still charming.

After receiving the Shenmu Wangding, Ah Zi took two steps back, saluted Ding ChunQiu before turning around and walking outside.

Ah Zi who turned around had a gloomy face, and her eyes were filled with sorrow.

And Ding Chunqiu who was behind her picked up the goose feather fan at one side at some point, and looked at her back with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, like looking at a lamb.

"Xiao Jie'er, go to clean up the door for the teacher, will you come with me, or find a place to hang out?"

Looking at the two large lakes on the khaki-yellow ground in the distance, Huang Lin knew that the Xingxiu Sea was approaching.

Shen Jie who was sitting sideways in front wrinkled his little face, turned his head hesitantly and asked:
"Sir, are you going to kill someone?"

"Not bad, but scared?"

Huang Lin smiled, remembering how cowardly he was when he saw the murder scene for the first time.

"Jie'er doesn't know either, she shouldn't be afraid, it's just that she feels a little strange."

Shen Jie tilted his head and thought for a while, not sure if he was afraid.

He grew up on Tiantan Peak since he was a child, and he has never descended the mountain a few times, and he has never left the house since he arrived at Xue's Manor, so he has no idea about killing people.

"Then are you going there with me? Or are you going to play by the lake below?"

Huang Lin pointed to Cha Linghai below and asked again.

In his mind, Shen Jie was only ten years old, so it was not good to see blood so early.

"Sir, Jie'er wants to go and have a look."

Shen Jie rolled his pitch-black eyes and looked flatteringly at Huang Lin.

His idea was simple, he just wanted to watch Huang Lin and others do it again, and learn a lot.

"Okay, then you will follow Xiao Jin."

Huang Lin smiled, not thinking about what this kid was thinking.

With the assistance of Su Xinghe, Xue Muhua refined seven pills from Mangku Zhuha.

Huang Lin took four pills, Xiao Jie'er and Xiao Jin also ate them, and with Xiao Jin protecting him, Shen Jie's safety was not a problem.

"Xiao Jin, go down, take care of Xiao Jie'er in a while."

Patting the back of the carving, Huang Lin instructed.

"Wow~"

With a long cry, Xiao Jin went straight to the building and swooped down.

The high-pitched yelling caused all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect to raise their heads.

"Eldest brother, what a big eagle, it looks like it was sent by our Xingxiu, and there seems to be someone on it."

Below, a crowd of strangely dressed people gathered, looking at Xiao Jin who flew towards him.

One of them was faintly surrounded by the crowd, and he seemed to have a high status.

After watching him for a while, he said with a relaxed face:

"Master's magical power is boundless, what are we afraid of? Out of dust, go and invite Master!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Even if one person turned around and left.

After only two steps, a voice was heard above the Xingxiu faction.

"Ding Chunqiu, are you here?"

The sound covered the entire Xingxiu Sect, and Ah Zi, who was storing the Shenmu King Ding in the secret room, also heard it.

Then she saw her eyeballs roll, and she looked at the things in the secret room one by one.

But Ding Chunqiu in the main hall immediately became angry when he heard the words.

In the past few decades, apart from Su Xinghe, how has he ever been called by his first name?
Dang even stood up holding the fan and walked outside.

The faint yelling and cursing from the disciples outside made him feel better.

"Presumptuous, the old fairy Xingxiu has boundless mana, who dares to call the old fairy by his name?"

"The jumping beam clown hastened down to lead him to death?!"

"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless mana."

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"Wow~"

With a ferocious cry, Xiao Jin rushed straight towards the place where the crowd gathered on the ground, startled the group of Xingxiu disciples who were praising Ding Chunqiu to scatter in a hurry.

"Xiao Jin, take good care of Xiao Jie'er."

After falling to the ground, Huang Lin told Xiao Jin again.

"Cuckoo"

Xiao Jin stretched out his wings and patted his chest, expressing that there was no problem.

Turning his head and glanced at the panic-stricken Xingxiu Hai disciple in front of him, Huang Lin was about to speak again when he saw a person coming out of the house not far away.

He was dressed in a loose pink robe, his long gray hair was casually scattered, and his beard was more than two feet long. He was holding a goose feather fan, and his expression was chic, like a fairy.

Huang Lin knew at a glance that this was the true master.

"Junior, who did you learn from? How dare you come to Xingxiu Sea to seek death?"

Ding Chunqiu stood on the steps of the house, raised his chin slightly, waved a goose feather fan and looked down at Huang Lin.

With one hand on his back, a long sword in a black scabbard, and a black and white Taoist robe, Huang Lin seemed too young to him.

Even though the voice just now showed a good skill, Ding Chunqiu didn't take it too seriously.

"The one who killed you!"

After speaking, Huang Lin stomped his feet lightly.

"Bang~"

The rubble on the ground jumped straight up, and Huang Lin waved his sleeve, and the rubble immediately scattered in all directions with a howling sound.

"what"

"Uh"

"Old Immortal Help"

The Xingxiu Sect disciples scattered around were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

But Ding Chunqiu walked down the steps slowly as if he didn't care about these disciples, waved his fan and said:

"Junior, the strength is not bad, but if you want to kill the old fairy, you are still far away."

"The old fairy just stood here and asked you to do three tricks. If you lose, how about worshiping under the old fairy?"

What he said was so old-fashioned that Huang Lin almost laughed out loud.

"Let a certain three moves?"

"Who gave you the courage?!"

(End of this chapter)