Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 706 Trouble (two in one)

Thousands of miles away from the caravan, two Taoist priests are rushing towards this side with the wind and the wind. Those two Taoist priests, one with gray hair, have reached the realm of Sanxian, and the other looks like a middle-aged man with a soul Dao Xing.

"Uncle, with the spirit sealing banner this time, no matter how powerful that fellow Qing Yuan is at controlling the sword, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape from you and me." The middle-aged Taoist said quite firmly.

"This time, the younger generation Qing Yuan must die!"

The old Taoist in the Sanxian Realm gritted his teeth, and he said bitterly: "Their Chunyang Sword Sect has only been established for hundreds of years, and they dare to bully our Xuanqing Immortal Sect, and they must kill Qing Yuan, a junior!" Tell them, what is the prestige of the three religions and five sects in the earth fairy world!"

When the middle-aged Taoist heard the words, he thought in his heart with great disdain: Why is it that that kid Qingyuan punished your bloodline descendant who committed crimes for our Xuanqing Immortal Sect?

However, he said in an extremely flattering manner: "Master, what you said is that you have to show the Chunyang Sword Sect, our sect is so powerful!"

The speed of the two of them is not slow, and they will be able to reach the caravan in about half an hour. At this moment, Taoist Qingyuan doesn't know that he has been plotted by others.

"Young master, drink some medicine. This is the young master who ordered us to make it for you. He added a little velvet antler and ginseng, which is the best way to nourish your body." A big man with a knife across his waist held a medicine bowl, respectfully Handed it to Mo Chen who was sitting cross-legged on the carriage.

Mo Chen is really not well at the moment, his face is sallow, his appearance is haggard, his eyes are dull, he looks very sick, as if a gust of wind can knock him down.

This is the reason for the decline of qi and blood. Although the injury is serious, he can still heal after all, but that trace of destructive ax qi will spill out a little force every few days and destroy Mo Chen's body. I still have to use my hard-earned mana to consume the ax energy. After so many days, I can barely keep the injury from getting worse. If I don't pull the ax energy from Qinglian, it won't get better.

Ginseng and deer antler are tonics for ordinary people, but to Mo Chen, they are no different from ordinary herbs, but he will not refuse someone with a kind heart. He reached out to take the medicine bowl, this powerful Fen Tian The Great Sage lightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Gongfu!"

He raised his head and drank the bitter concoction, feeling a trace of aura emanating from the concoction to nourish his body. Although it had no effect, it was better than nothing.

"My lord, why be so polite, you are a godlike figure, how dare I be worthy of your thank you?" The man named Gongfu laughed.

Mo Chen is the body of the Golden Crow. When he was in a coma, he couldn't control himself because of his injuries, so he couldn't help emitting scorching heat. Fortunately, his magic power was exhausted at that time, otherwise, the sun would have been really hot. The fire spontaneously protects the body, I am afraid that this area of ​​ten thousand miles will become a sea of ​​magma and fire.

But even if it was only the high temperature, those who had come into contact with him in the caravan would know his extraordinary, especially the Daoist Qingyuan who respected him very much.

This dart runner named Gongfu was one of the people who rescued Mo Chen that day, and he has been serving Mo Chen these days, so Mo Chen still has a good impression of him.

"What kind of god is it? I, like you, are all creatures struggling in this world."

Mo Chen waved his hand, and said indifferently: "You don't have to be so restrained, you have taken care of me for a few days, I will give you a chance today, you just look forward to it."

While talking, Mo Chen stretched out his hand a little, and a ray of golden light came out, which instantly entered the mind of the dart runner.

The dart walker was slightly taken aback, and it took him a while to see clearly what was coming out of his mind. It was clearly a set of incomparably mysterious footwork.
"Thank you, young master, thank you very much, young master!" The young man called Gongfu shouted excitedly, and he was about to kneel down on the ground as he spoke.

"Get up, you don't have to!"

Mo Chen flicked his sleeves, and the man suddenly found that his knees could not bend at all.

"You took care of me for a few days when I was in trouble. This is what you deserve. I hope you will practice more in the future. Don't let down this footwork." Mo Chen instructed, what he taught this man is a Taiqing supernatural power, called Qixing Yubu, has been cultivated to the extreme, and can manipulate the power of the stars of the Big Dipper to bless one's body.

The young man called Gongfu left thankfully, Mo Chen smiled, closed his eyes indifferently, and prepared to heal his wounds.He is a quasi-sacred second-level heavenly power, even if he has fallen to the current situation, just showing a little bit of goodness is enough for ordinary gods and demons to eat and drink.

That father-in-law took care of him for a few days, and got the seven-star Yu step. As long as he cultivates well, he will become an immortal and attain the Tao in the future. A rare treat.

"Senior is very elegant!"

Just as Mo Chen closed his eyes, a clear voice fell into his ears faintly, it was Taoist Qingyuan.

"Little Taoist priest, do you also want a magic formula?" Mo Chen watched Taoist Qing Yuan approaching with a sharp sword aura, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile that was not a smile.

"Junior dare not!"

Taoist Qingyuan refused the Tao without the slightest hesitation. Although the Taoism is good, but now he is focused on sword cultivation, and he has not fully understood the formulas of the Chunyang Sword School, so how can he be distracted from other cultivation?

The Chunyang Sword Sect was created by Lu Dongbin, the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua, and the formulas inherited by their Sword Sect are all from the Taiqing lineage, so Mo Chen saw the heels of Daoist Qingyuan at a glance. At that time, the injury was quite serious, and there was very little magic power to use, and the injury in the body had to be suppressed. If he wanted to cross the continent, he could not return to Tongtianhe.

So he wanted to go back to Yanyun Mountain with this junior from the Taiqing lineage, and make plans after contacting the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, but before that, it's best to settle the karma of saving his life first, otherwise he would be in front of Lu Dongbin. , I'm afraid there will be a lot of bleeding.

It's a pity that this Taoist is quite determined, and he just doesn't want to learn his method.

"Since you don't dare, why do you want me?" Mo Chen said with a smile, he was still very patient with the juniors of his lineage.

"Senior is an expert, and this junior dare not repay his kindness. It's just that the owner of this caravan, that young master Yutang, is congenitally deficient, weak in body and soul. I don't know if senior can cure him or not?" the Taoist Qingyuan asked. road.

This caravan belongs to Zhang Yuanwai, a wealthy businessman from Hangzhou Prefecture. He rescued Taoist Qingyuan in his early years. The gifts purchased for the Chunyang Sword Sect, and the servants who went to the Chunyang Sword Sect to take care of his son. As for the men in the Escort Bureau, they were there to protect the caravan. no?
Mo Chen had seen that young master named Zhang Yutang before, after all, he was a genuine lifesaver.

Being born with a weak body and weak soul is troublesome for others, but for a quasi-sage at the peak of the three realms, it is just a matter of effort, whether it is asking Laojun for a strong soul pill, or Dafa can help him strengthen his foundation and cultivate his talents, which can solve this problem.

But the current Mo Chen is not a quasi-sage second-level heavenly power. He is a mud bodhisattva and cannot save himself when crossing the river. The injuries in his body make him have no mana to treat this Yutang, let alone Laojun's Strong Soul Pill. The old gentleman is still staying in the demon world to seal the heavenly way of the demon world!
If the Great Tribulation of the Three Realms cannot pass, the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms will not be able to completely devour the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm. The fastest and fastest Laojun Hongjun and other saints will not be able to return until 500 years later, and it is still a matter of time whether they will come back by then. In case of any accidents, it is normal for some saints to fall. When a world collapses, Luo Hu and the saints of the demon world are all dead. Isn't it normal for the demon world to pull a few backs?Besides, the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms is still supportive of this matter.

Therefore, facing a small request made by a junior, Mo Chen secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, he said: "It is not difficult to treat this disease, but now I am seriously injured, but there is no way to save him."

"Senior, you mean that you can cure this disease?"

Taoist Qingyuan also asked casually, and when he got a definite answer, he immediately beamed with joy.

During these few days of getting along, although he couldn't see through Mo Chen's depth, he found that Mo Chen didn't seem like a bad person. Physical weakness and weak soul are congenital deficiencies, which are not a disease that can be cured. He brought Zhang Yutang back to Yunyan Mountain this time, It's just that I want to let the real head teacher take a look. As for whether he can be saved, it depends on Zhang Yutang's good fortune.

"You junior, what did I lie to you for? When you get to Yunyan Mountain and meet your head teacher, you will know by yourself." Seeing him questioning himself, Mo Chen couldn't help being amused. A junior looks down upon it.

With Mo Chen's current injury, he can't fly to the sky and escape from the ground at all. He can only go to the Chunyang Sword Sect to see if they have a way to contact Lu Dongbin. Did not reveal his identity.

Now that the saint has not returned, many quasi-sages have died, and he doesn't know who is alive. He is so weak now, if the news leaks out and people from Buddhism and heaven come to trouble him, it will be very bad.

Taoist Qingyuan is a warm-hearted person. Although Mo Chen's background is unknown, he still agreed to go to Yunyan Mountain, but he didn't guarantee that Mo Chen would stay, but he said he would. It is decided, and Mo Chen is naturally noncommittal. Anyway, to find Lu Dongbin, you always have to go through someone who teaches the real person.

"Senior, don't get me wrong, this junior doesn't mean that, I'm just happy for Xiao Yutang." Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with the tone of this unpredictable senior, Taoist Qingyuan said in a panic.

Mo Chen waved his hand indifferently and said, "Forget it, go ahead, I still have to heal my wounds."

Taoist Qingyuan made a bow, and when he was about to take his leave, a shout mixed with mana suddenly came from a distance.

"Young Qingyuan, hurry up and die!"

The rolling sound wave, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shook the whole field, the flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the road trembled rustlingly, all the staff and servants of the caravan were stunned by this loud shout, except for a few members of the Escort Bureau. The big man who has practiced martial arts still maintains a sober posture, but everyone has a look of horror.

Oops!

Hearing this voice, Taoist Qingyuan thumped in his heart, and he said to Mo Chen in a hurried tone: "Senior, please take a quick evasion, the people here are people from Xuanqing Immortal Sect, they are here to look for me Vengeful!"

"Hahahaha, Qingyuan, you can't protect yourself now, and you have to avoid others!" A loud laugh came, and then two white brilliance broke through the air, but they were two Taoist priests with unkind faces.

"Daoist Xuanzhen, what do you mean? Are you going to start a war with our Chunyang Sword Sect?!" Daoist Qingyuan glared at the old Taoist and shouted.

"What to do, kill for life!"

The old Taoist known as Xuanzhen snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a spiritual streamer glowing with misty yellow light soared into the sky, turning into a solid barrier and covering the surrounding area.

"Last time you were fast with your sword and let you escape from the hands of the old Taoist. Today I will see how you escape!" Taoist Xuanzhen said with a murderous look on his face.

Taoist Qingyuan looked at that layer of restriction, his face was indescribably solemn, he glanced at Mo Chen, took a deep breath, and said: "One person does things and one person is responsible, Xuanzhen, your nephew does all kinds of evil, I will abolish him. Because, keeping him alive is already for the sake of your immortal sect!"

"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much, the old Taoist is here to take your life today!"

Taoist Xuanzhen was not in the mood to entangle with Taoist Qingyuan, he stretched out his hand a little, and two talisman seals flew out, amidst the shining golden light, there appeared two golden armored heavenly futures, one holding a mace, one holding a knife, and two Zuntian will exude the aura of Sanxian.

"The technique of Dao Bing has some meaning."

Looking at the two celestial generals, Mo Chen nodded slightly, saying that the magic to create Taoist soldiers had to be passed down from the Taishang Laojun, and they were all simplified versions of the yellow scarf warriors.

"Xuanzhen, do you really want the two factions to go to war?"

Daoist Qingyuan is just a cultivation base of Yuanshen. Although he can fight against Sanxian with his superior sword cultivation, he is definitely no match for two Dao soldiers of Sanxian level. The Taoist stared at him, he had no chance of winning.However, these two Taoist priests sealed off this world with a ban, and he couldn't even run away.

"Let's go to war, are you a match with the Chunyang Sword Sect? During this catastrophe, don't say that no one will know that the poor Taoist killed you. Did you call the door for you?"

Taoist Xuanzhen's tone was extremely disdainful, but every sentence pointed to Taoist Qingyuan's weakness. Yes, the Chunyang Sword Sect has not been established for a long time, and its background is insufficient. As one of the three religions and six sects, Xuanqing Immortal Sect has a huge influence , the Chunyang Sword Sect is absolutely no match.

"Suffer to death!"

The old Taoist Xuanzhen gave a cold shout, and then he pinched the formula, and the two Taoist soldiers in the sky immediately attacked Taoist Qingyuan, one left and one right...

(End of this chapter)