Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 94 Conspiracy
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Liu Qiao never went out again, and had been practicing and waiting in Miao Village.

The hemiplegia is getting more and more serious, and now one treatment with Jindan can only take care of it for most of the day.

Liu Qiao became more and more restless and worried, and A-Qing came here to chat with him every day.

However, Liu Qiao was thinking about how to detoxify, and she could be taken care of there, but living in other people's places, it is not easy to drive people away, so he can only pretend to be a snake and deal with it perfunctorily.

A-Qing didn't care either, she was just bored and wanted to get some information from outside the mountain through Liu Qiao.

When Liu Qiao didn't talk to her, she just talked about herself, and every day she had to confide a lot of girls' thoughts to Liu Qiao, which made Liu Qiao very annoyed.

Until the day at the end of the month, the whole morning was finally quiet, but just after noon, A-Qing ran over joyfully.

But this time, he brought Wu Xi with him.

"The immortal is in the village, how are you doing recently?" Wu Xi asked politely.

Liu Qiao said politely: "Xanadu, quiet and peaceful, very good."

"Haha, this little girl, A-Qing, didn't bother the immortal, did she?" Wu Xi said with a smile.

When Liu Qiao heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he replied stiffly: "No..."

A-Qing hid behind Wu Xi and secretly made a face at Liu Qiao.

Wu Xi said: "There are three more days, and Sijian Cave will hold a sacrificial meeting. I will take the disciples to attend the meeting. Will the immortal go with us?"

Liu Qiao was overjoyed, finally heard the good news, and hurriedly said: "If you don't mind being poor and disturbing your sect's Dharma meeting, I just want to go and see it."

"Haha, don't bother me, besides San Miao, there are many wizards from Xi and Man, the masters of the Southern Border Immortal Family, who will also come to watch." Wu Xi said proudly.

Then Liu Qiao was asked to pack his bags, and the three of them set off for Gaizhu Mountain while the sky was still early.

Because neither Wuxi nor A-Qing had mastered Taoism, they walked towards Gaizhu Mountain on foot, and it was not easy for Liu Qiao to go first.

I had no choice but to follow behind the master and apprentice, climbing mountains and wading, crossing mountains and ridges, heading towards Gaizhu Mountain, and exchanging spells with Wuxi in my spare time along the way.

Wu Xi has a deep understanding of Si Jian's spells, but he cherishes them very much and is not willing to reveal them to others.

We only chatted about the legend of Sanmiao and famous people in Sijiandong.

After casually setting the stage for the atmosphere, Liu Qiao took the opportunity to ask: "When Pindao was in the Central Plains, he heard that there was a tall man in Sijian Mountain who could send out thousands of cold lights, but he was a hairy needle...I don't know if it's true..."

It is impossible to show people the spells, but Wu Xi is still very willing to talk about these rumors, and immediately said proudly: "That is our Jiandong Dafa, called the Five Calamity Needle, it is the housekeeping skill of Baijie Patriarch..."

"Five disaster needles! I wonder what's so good about it?" Liu Qiao was startled, and asked seemingly casually.

If I guessed right, the needle in my needle is the Five Calamity Needle, and the old man in Caiyi is the Patriarch Baijie.

But Wu Xi avoided answering, and only said: "The Patriarch Baijie is also known as Baizu Taoist. He has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and relying on this technique, he has conquered the world."

Seeing that he didn't talk, Liu Qiao felt depressed, so he didn't have the mood to chat anymore.

This walk is only three hundred miles away, and it took several days.

The main thing is to stop and go along the way, as long as there is a village along the way, Wuxi will drop in to visit old friends.

There are also Miaoman shamans from other villages who join the team, they are all just like Wuxi, they are just mortals who understand the Dharma, lead their apprentices, and the offspring participate in the Dharma meeting.

On the second night like this, there are already dozens of people walking together, camping and resting in a valley.

In the camp, several bonfires were lit, and the older generation of wizards sat in a circle, while the younger generation sat in a circle, and each had a heated discussion.

Liu Qiao, as a generation of qi refiners, of course can't sit in the children's seat, oh no...it's in the young people's seat.

Following Wuxi, several old wizards with broken hair and tattooed faces sat in a group, torching fire and eating meat, chatting.

"Tomorrow is the Jiazi Sacrifice Conference. I don't know which young man has the best chance..." said a fat old man wearing a huge earring.

When everyone heard the words, they all sighed when they saw the young people who were having fun in front of the bonfire.

Although Liu Qiao heard about the sacrificial meeting, Wu Xi never said what the meeting was for. Taking this opportunity, he asked, "I don't know if this grand meeting of your religion is a pilgrimage to the Holy Spirit or..."

"What the immortal said is true. It's a pilgrimage to the shaman ancestors, but it's not just that..." Another white-haired and blue-faced shaman said.

His name was Wu Ju, he had joined the team two days ago, so he was fairly close to Liu Qiao, so he explained.

Wu Xi also said: "Since the extinction of the Wu ancestor's return to the ruins, every six years, the Kailing will be sacrificed to invite the Wu ancestor's body, and each village will also send the best juniors to come to select, hoping to inherit the Wu ancestor's mantle."

Wuzu refers to Wushi, and Zushen refers to Shengyi.

Liu Qiao suddenly realized that the so-called sacrificial meeting was to open the coffin for autopsy and pay homage to the tomb of the ancestor witch, by the way, to see if there are any young people who are destined to be inherited by the ancestor witch.

Then he asked again: "Then how to select the best juniors?"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, Wu Xi bought a pass and said: "Tomorrow, the immortal will know..."

Wu Ju looked at A-Qing and the others, and said with hope in his eyes, "I hope that my apprentice will shine brightly tomorrow and win the leader!"

"Haha, your apprentice is stupid, but my nephew is more hopeful." Another wizard laughed.

Wu Xi explained to Liu Qiao: "If you win the leader, you can be admitted to the sect of the great witch in Sijian Cave, and the rest who are in the top [-] can also learn witchcraft in Sijian Cave."

"So that's how it is..." Liu Qiao was stunned, and then he cupped his hands and praised: "I see A-Qing's aura inside, wisdom in her body, and extraordinary skills, and I have the hope of winning the championship!"

In fact, Liu Qiao has no interest in these things at all, and he doesn't know what it means to these barbarian wizards whether to win the championship or not.

But this didn't stop Liu Qiao from saying some polite words.

Wu Xi was overjoyed when he heard the words, the immortal praised A-Qing so much, is there really hope?
My lineage of wizards in Wutong Village (A-Qing's village) is finally about to rise!
He was happy, relieved and excited at the same time, just wanting Liu Qiao to say something nice again.

Then he saw Liu Qiao and said to Wu Ju: "Master Ju, your apprentice is extraordinary, his arm strength is extraordinary, is he a descendant of a god?"

"I see that he is carrying his luggage, and his appearance is very similar to the ancestor of the witch. He has the demeanor of an ancient god and man who shoulders Mount Tai, and can still chase the wind and chase the moon. He will definitely be inherited by the ancestor of the witch!"

"Pfft..." The innocent Wu Xi almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this.

That Wu Ju raised his head, and looked proudly at his old friends around him, so it seemed to say, look, the immortals in Zhongyuan have vision.

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In the morning of the next day, everyone set off again. They didn't go very far, they climbed over a mountain, and after about ten miles, they arrived at the foot of Gaizhu Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there are tens of thousands of people dressed in different clothes, some with broken hair, some with facial tattoos, or tattoos, all of them dressed as barbarians, all heading up the mountain.

These thousands of people are all wizards and apprentices who understand magic techniques or have some secret techniques. They are placed in the Central Plains, and they are also mortals and strangers.

Gathering so many people in Taoism at one time is indeed a grand event.

Covering the top of the bamboo mountain, set up ten hundred-zhang magic platforms for these apprentices to take turns to distinguish medicine, refine poison, compete in martial arts and so on.

Among the thousands of young people, the top ten will be selected, and the tomb will be opened to see the body of the Wu ancestor, and the top thirty will be accepted by Si Jiandong as the true lineage.

The rest of the top [-] can also enter Sijian Cave, but they can only serve as handymen. In the future, when the wizards of the Miao village at the foot of the mountain grow old, they will go down the mountain to hold a village to sacrifice and recruit soldiers, just like Wuxi and the others.

However, none of this has much to do with Liu Qiao.

The reason why I came with these people was just to avoid suspicion.

As early as last night after the bonfire party, Liu Qiaozhen fled away, leaving only a little avatar of spiritual light, which can last for about three to five days.

The real body rushed to Gaizhu Mountain ahead of time, observed the situation in the mountain again, and waited for the opportunity.

But this time, Liu Qiao was much more cautious, avoiding the practice places of Si Jiandong's ancestors when they were far away.

Only use the five elements escape technique to the extreme, hide in the grass when encountering grass, hide in the ditch when encountering water, dare not leak the slightest breath.

In Gaizhu Mountain, the sacrificial ceremony was in full swing, and more than a dozen great witches (qi refiners) all came out to sit in the town, and first offered sacrifices to the ancestor god, Wu Shi.

Then conduct competitions to select the next generation of rookies.

In Sijian cave, in the back mountain, Liu Qiao got up from the gutter.

"If you come directly to the door, Si Jianshan will definitely not agree, although Shengyi has nothing to do with them..."

"In this way, the poor Taoist can only come up with a bad plan. The generation of barbarian gods and demons, born to fight against the sky and the earth, even if you think about it, you don't want to sit down like this..."

"Let senior take a different attitude and make another move, if he knows it, he will agree..." While walking, Liu Qiao's thoughts surged in his mind.

There is no way, in the past and present life, it was the first time to be a thief, and I really couldn't get through the test in my heart, let alone doing some dirty things like digging graves.

There are some complicated ups and downs in my heart, so I can only comfort myself like this.

But the imminent killing of the gods is approaching, Liu Qiao has no powerful magic weapon, and has no background, so he must practice the Youshen King Kong to have the power to protect himself.

And to sacrifice the Youshen King Kong, you need the bones of the gods and demons. In this case, you can only do this. The worst thing is that after the calamity, the bones will be returned for burial.

As for why not ask Si Jianshan directly?
Thinking with his toes, Si Jianshan would definitely not agree, although in Liu Qiao's view, this life had nothing to do with Si Jianshan.

Si Jianshan inherited Wu Shi's lineage, and worshiped Wu Shi. If he wanted to talk about the relationship, Wu Shi used to be Sheng Yi's subordinate.

Moreover, Shengyi was seated in Sijian Mountain, and the tribe of Shengyi in those days evolved and became 42 Miao villages.

But feng shui took turns. During his lifetime, Wu Xun gave Sheng Yi a saddle, and after the two died, Sheng Yi's descendants were enslaved and controlled by Wu Xun's descendants.

This place is only a few miles away from the Qianshan Sacrificial Assembly, and I could faintly hear bursts of clamor and applause, and I don't know that it was the disciples of that vein who won again.

While concentrating on his guard, Liu Qiao searched for traces of the mausoleum in the back mountain.

Although Si Jianshan's qi refiners are currently focusing on the front of the mountain, Liu Qiao dare not neglect in the slightest.

This place is only a few miles away from Qianshan Mountain, and for Qi practitioners, it is only a short distance away. If they are blocked by more than ten ancestors of Sijian Mountain, even with the mysterious escape technique of Yuxu, it will be difficult to escape.

"Gao Yi once said that he came here to find the blood of gods and demons, and Sheng Yiling is behind Baiman Mountain, under a stream of water..." Liu Qiao's thoughts circulated.

God's life has been extinct for hundreds of years, and there are many heretics who come here to explore, hoping to find opportunities. When Gao Yi visited the world, he came here to search for treasures.

It's just that the qi refiners of Sijian Mountain discovered it quickly. Although Gao Yi had already entered the mausoleum, he couldn't search carefully, so he could only slip away in a hurry.

Liu Qiao is hopeful of qi skills. Yesterday, when he was looking a hundred miles away, he could see seven or eight places in Gaizhu Mountain (Baiman Mountain) where the water was steaming.

Come today, you don't need to search blindly, you just need to check one by one to know the root cause.

After looking for two or three pools, I saw a chain bridge about four or five feet long in front of me, and the water below was dense.

No need to look, Liu Qiao knew that he had found it. Looking around at the people around him, he jumped down to the bridge.

"Pudong..." There was a sound of entering the water, and there was indeed a stream under the bridge, a pool about several feet wide.

And according to what Gao Yi said, and the news he has inquired these days, the mausoleum where the god was born is at the bottom of the pool, hidden in the bottom of the water two or three feet deep.

Just as he was about to dive, a loud shout came from the top: "Who is in that pool, if you move again, be careful that there will be no bones left."

Liu Qiao turned his head and saw that there was an old-looking dwarf dressed as a child standing on the bridge.

"A Qi Refiner!" Liu Qiao's pupils shrank, and the dwarf on the bridge gathered his air, and there was a little light on the top, obviously he was a Qi Refiner.

But I don't know how to perform magic.

Just as he ignored it and dived again, the dwarf yelled again: "Don't move, move again, and your bones will be gone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qiao felt a creepy feeling on his side, turned his head and saw a three-foot-long golden krait, which was as thin as hemp rope, was spitting a message at him.

Those gleaming fangs were no more than a foot away from his cheek.

"This Great Immortal belongs to Si Jianshan? How dare you ask the Great Immortal's title? It's all a misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Liu Qiao said with a sneer, but he was not surprised.

Hearing this, the dwarf on the iron bridge looked down at Liu Qiao condescendingly, and said contemptuously, "Old man Jin Huanjun, you villain, you still want to disturb my teacher, don't you know that everything you do is under our noses?" under…"

The bones of the gods and men are really not so easy to get, and now they have been calculated to death.

Liu Qiao frantically thought of a solution, but with a humble smile on his face, he said, "Xiao Dao's mana is so weak that I can't hide it from the Great Immortal, but I don't know how the Great Immortal is going to deal with Xiao Dao?"

Mr. Jin Huan stretched out his hand, and with a suction force out of thin air, he untied the treasure pouch from Liu Qiao's waist and put it into his pocket without even looking at it.

Immediately said: "Seeing that you are honest, get up by yourself, don't play tricks."

"Hey... that's good!" Liu Qiao agreed.

Immediately there was a sound of "Ouch", and he kept thumping in the water, as if drowning.

Lord Jinhuan laughed, and said with a sneer: "Stop pretending, get up obediently and be punished, people in Taoism, who can't swim, if you don't come up, the ancestor can only use force to invite you to come up..."

With that venomous snake crawling around his ear, Liu Qiao had no choice but to stop the performance and paddle the water to swim upstream towards the table.

It's just that Mr. Jinhuan was smiling, but he didn't realize that Liu Qiao who was swimming towards the water's edge had a very weak radiance, which was not as good as that of ordinary people.

But through the performance of pretending to be drowned, the golden cicada successfully escaped its shell, and secretly lit the avatar with aura.

Liu Qiao's real body escaped by the water, turned into a little light and escaped from the ditch in the pool, quietly hiding in the dark, planning to take the opportunity to sneak attack, at least to get the treasure bag back.

"Come out..." Jin Huan-jun said with his head sideways.

Liu Qiao, who was hidden in the ditch, was startled, this is unscientific, he doesn't even breathe, he just relies on internal breathing.

Furthermore, water can wash away the breath from the body, even if Lord Jinhuan has the ability to smell the wind like a dragon, he wouldn't be able to find out so quickly.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go out and surrender himself, an old man in colorful clothes leisurely walked out from behind the rock on the side of the iron chain bridge. It was the centipede who had injured Liu Qiao.

Liu Qiao couldn't help sighing, sure enough, those who have practiced for hundreds of years are all old foxes, and none of them are simple.

Not only does the lion fight the rabbit with all his strength, but he also knows the way of "dog".

To deal with a mere defeated player who couldn't handle even one move, he had to use two masters of similar level.

And with one light and one dark, it really is not in vain to live hundreds of years.

It's just that they didn't expect that Huang Ting's Taoism can transform into thousands of people. This is a real fairy method, which is beyond the abilities of ordinary qi refiners.

As soon as Baizu came out, he pointed at Liu Qiao's incarnation and said, "That's right, it should be him!"

Centipede looked at the avatar and asked doubtfully, "If the old man's guess is correct, you should have been hit by my five calamity needles. Why are you still so energetic and agile?"

The avatar pretended to be dazed and said: "I fled to the mountains, an old woman picked out the thorn with a needle, and blew on the wound, and I was healed..."

With an innocent look on his face, he looked like a newcomer who had just entered the Tao.

Bai Zugong and Jin Huan Jun looked at each other, both half-believing and dubious.

If you don't believe me, but the three mountains and five mountains are so vast, it is inevitable that some hermits and masters can decipher the Taoism of Sijian Mountain.

If you believe it, it always feels too absurd. If you have such good luck, you are not the Holy King of Destiny, the blessing of the Immortal.

"Hmph... boy, if you kill yourself now, you can save yourself the pain of conjuring your soul, and save your entire body..." Jin Huan-Jun said quietly.

However, considering Liu Qiao's way of escape, he is not like a casual person. If he is a member of a great sect, it is best to lure him to commit suicide.

At that time, even if his teacher comes to question him, Si Jianshan will stand up and answer.

It is reasonable to travel all over the world, and the same is true for Qi refiners. Although the great religion is great, it is overwhelming the world.

But if you have the reason, 36 Dongtian can barely connect with each other, even if you are a big teacher, you can't do anything about it.

(End of this chapter)