The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 187 Yin Zhong
boom.

A stone fell on the official road, and the mud splashed everywhere.

The old man who barely stopped in front of the stone was pale, showing a look of shock.

If he took an extra step, or if the stone shattered and jumped out of the litterate, he would inevitably be injured or lose his life.

"Why do stones fall from the sky for no reason?"

Pedestrians on the official road gathered and discussed.

"Hey, is this little brother going to die?"

Suddenly someone exclaimed, and the old man came back to his senses and turned his head to look suddenly.

He saw his son lying on the ground, his chest was red with blood, and he had already passed out.

"Son..."

All of a sudden the old man felt dizzy, threw himself on his son and burst into tears.

"It's so miserable, this is how much sin you have committed, and you will be punished by God."

"Isn't it? Why do stones fall from the sky for no reason?"

Everyone is talking about it, saying that the old man's family has committed crimes.

Just as everyone was talking excitedly, they suddenly heard a loud noise from the nearby mountain.

Everyone couldn't help but turned their heads to look, and happened to see blocks of rocks soaring into the sky, forming a vision that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

"This is... a landslide?"

But amidst the landslide, a figure flew out, and then walked down the mountain.

Everyone couldn't help but stare straight at the Taoist with fluttering sleeves walking down the mountain, not knowing whether it was surprise or fright.

When the Taoist got closer, everyone realized that he was just a young man of about 20 years old.

The blue and purple Taoist robe is embroidered with gossip, and the white jade belt hangs a sword.

The face is like a crown of jade, and the eyes are like stars.

If it is not the prince and grandson, it is the immortal Linchen.

"Is this a fairy?"

This person is naturally Yi Qingchen.

He came across from the world of Tang Dynasty, unexpectedly he came from the wrong place.

The place to cross is a cave inside a closed mountain.

Fortunately, he had already reached the realm of inner breathing, so he was not forced to death in the mountain.

Relying on his tyrannical cultivation, he forced a passage out of the mountain.

The rocks that everyone saw before, including the stones that flew down the official road, were all made by him.

Yi Qingchen came in front of people, bowed his head and saluted.

"Everyone is in good health. I have been practicing in the mountains for a long time. I don't know what year it is?"

No one answered, and everyone showed doubts.

It seems that he didn't understand Yi Qingchen's words.

Broken, language barrier.

Yi Qingchen sighed, and was going to ask the nearest prefecture or county about human geography.

"Show people!"

Just as he was about to leave, an old man suddenly knelt down on the ground, shouting repeatedly.

Yi Qingchen didn't understand the accent too much, but when he saw the old man kneeling down, he dodged to avoid it.

I am no longer the emperor, so don't accept the big gift from others.

After avoiding it, he recalled that what the old man called should be "immortal".

The accent is intoxicating.

"Pimpedao is a person in the middle of practice, but he is still far away from the realm of an immortal, so he dare not call him an immortal."

Yi Qingchen said politely: "Old man, I have practiced poorly for many years, and I have just entered the world. I don't know what year it is? Who is today?"

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't pay attention at all, he just kowtowed repeatedly and begged: "Help me, immortal..."

Yi Qingchen's eyes fell on the young man next to him, seeing that the blood stain on his chest was clearly made by stones.

It turned out that he was injured by his own hands, so he should be rescued.

Yi Qingchen walked to the side of the young man, first diluted his true energy and slowly entered his body, and then fed him a heart-protecting elixir.

A person's body has the ability to withstand it. With his current strength of zhenqi, if he directly enters the young man's body, his meridians will be crushed.

Afterwards, he groped for the young man's ribs, reset the broken and distorted ribs, and promoted bone healing with both qi and medicine.

With the powerful vitality contained in his innate qi and the secret medicine, it is enough to restore the young man to the state before the injury.

even better.

After a while, the young man woke up, his eyes widened.

"Am I dead?"

After listening to a few words, Yi Qingchen got used to their accent, and said: "You were hit by a falling rock just now, although the injury has been temporarily stabilized after treatment, you must cultivate for a month before you can go to work in the field, otherwise you may get old injuries. relapse."

The old man and the young man were stunned.

Yi Qingchen put it another way: "You are not allowed to work for a month, and then you will be fine."

"Thank you Immortal, thank you Immortal..."

The old man hurriedly pulled the young man to kneel down, and kowtowed vigorously.

Yi Qingchen didn't bear it, and strode away, leaving everyone far behind in a short while.

These people's accents are too heavy, and their education level is generally not high.

Instead of talking about dynasty culture with them, it is better to find a big city and ask officials.

Limited by the age, the ancient peasants might not even know who the emperor was.

The aura in this world is very abundant, a little more than that in the Tang Dynasty.

Before crossing, Yi Qingchen had cultivated the innate zhenqi to the purest and purest, now she was trying to use the profound kung fu, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth even faster.

There is a vague feeling of advancing by leaps and bounds.

stomping on...

The sound of horseshoes faintly sounded, and Yi Qingchen slowed down.

The rider on horseback is definitely not a farmer, but he has some status, so he is a good person to inquire about news.

The sound sounds close, but the actual distance is still far away.

After a while, only four riders came in parallel.

The clothes of the riders are a little old-fashioned, but they are not shabby. It should be that the style is relatively old.

The bridle accessories, including flattery, are relatively simple.

To make a simple judgment, this dynasty should be before the Tang Dynasty.

The four knights are all carrying swords, and their costumes are not uniform. It is preliminarily judged that they should be martial arts people.

Judging from the aura they exude, their martial arts are not weak, and they have already touched the threshold of innateness.

Putting it in the world of Tang Dynasty is already the mainstay of the army.

Well, their status in this world is not very low, otherwise everyone would not be able to travel far.

Seeing the Taoist priest walking slowly on the road, the four of them couldn't help but startled slightly, looking Yi Qingchen up and down.

Compared with the clothes of the four of them, the clothes and accessories that are easy to dust are indeed too gorgeous.

"This kid is a fat sheep!"

The four of them looked at each other, with greed in their hearts at the same time.

"Call..."

The middle-aged man who took the lead pulled the reins and asked Yi Qingchen: "Master Xiaodao, how far is Weinan from here?"

"I don't know if I'm poor."

Yi Qingchen shook his head: "Pindao has just come out of the mountain, and he is not familiar with the world, so he still wants to ask brother, which emperor is in power now?"

The middle-aged knight asked without answering, "Is this the first time for the Taoist priest to go down the mountain?"

He looked at the brocade clothes and jade belt on Yi Qingchen's body, his slender arms and legs, and his greed grew stronger.

It's good to go down the mountain for the first time, there is no hidden danger in killing it.

Even if there are any Shimen families, they can't be found.

Yi Qingchen smiled shyly and did not answer.

The middle-aged knight asked again: "So which fairy mountain is the little Taoist master practicing? Where are you going?"

Yi Qingchen shook his head: "My master didn't tell me, and brother didn't tell me who owns the world now."

"Of course it belongs to the Sima family!"

The middle-aged knight got off his horse and reached out to grab Yi Qingchen's arm: "Master Xiaodao, come, I'll take you for a ride."

Yi Qingchen kept pulling her hand away, but she couldn't pull it out, she couldn't help but change her face and said: "Poverty is going to Longhu Mountain to visit friends, how dare you deceive me?"

"What a baby!"

Ignoring Yi Qingchen's struggle, the middle-aged knight smiled at the other three people: "This kid doesn't know the truth about not revealing his wealth for the first time, how can anyone dare to walk alone in gold and jade, it should be better for us Hebei Sixiong. "

Another knight who was younger with a pockmarked face said with a smile: "Brother has good eyesight after all, and he can tell at a glance that this kid is a fat sheep. After doing this, we brothers can be happy for a while."

"According to me, the most valuable thing about Xiaozamao is not clothes and money, but him."

Another knight with slack eyes said with a sinister smile: "I dare to guarantee that I sell this kid to those officials, and at least I can sell it for a few thousand taels of silver."

"Damn, it's disgusting!"

Yi Qingchen has been in various schools and schools for many years, but he still doesn't understand the meaning of their words.

The first two words about robbing him were fine, but the last one about selling him to high officials for child prostitution made him sick to death.

Grandma is a bear, this guy is courting death.

What the hell is Hebei Sixiong really interesting, while grabbing Yi Qingchen's arm, he tried it a few times.

It's just that with his martial arts, it's impossible to test the depth of Yi Qingchen.

Just as Yi Qingchen was about to fight back, he tortured the four people about their dynasty backgrounds and major forces to infer the world they lived in, when they suddenly heard the wind.

woo woo woo...

It wasn't the caress of the breeze, nor the whistling of the hurricane, but rather the shrill neighing of a fast-moving object driven by the gust of wind.

He looked up and saw a black shadow galloping from afar.

The speed is extremely fast, it doesn't look like running, but like flying close to the ground.

No, it is flying close to the ground.

There was a flash of light in Yi Qingchen's eyes, and the true energy that was raised just now fell silent again.

"There are tall people in this world!"

Flying is no longer the domain of the martial arts world.

Yi Qingchen has practiced hard for many years, but he is only able to fly short distances, and he still can't fly at such a low altitude.

Yes, ten people came.

Yi Qingchen could clearly see his appearance and attire.

A black cloak, disheveled hair, his face looks about 50 years old, and his face is slightly pale.

He was walking against the wind, looking hurried as if he was chasing something or avoiding something.

But no matter how you say he is very strong, even Yi Qingchen can't fly at such a distance as him.

In other words, it is very likely that the incoming person is stronger than him.

So exciting.

Yi Qingchen felt that there was no fear in her heart at all, but more excitement.

Having been tyrannical for so many years, he has almost forgotten the feeling of fear.

Contrary to him, as the shadow got closer and closer, Hebei Sixiong couldn't help shaking.

"Ghost...ghost...ghost!"

The middle-aged knight uttered a wail of fear, and unexpectedly let go of Yi Qingchen, turned around and ran away.

Yi Qingchen held back the middle-aged knight: "What the hell, this is clearly a human being."

The middle-aged knight seemed to be frightened crazy, shouting: "Soul Eater, this is Soul Eater, run, run..."

His three brothers also seemed to have thought about the origin of the shadow, and rushed to run away.

"Why are you running..."

The black shadow came to him in a gust of wind, easily knocked off the middle-aged knight's broadsword, grabbed the middle-aged knight and stuck it to his face.

"Seeing that I didn't obediently come to your door and wanted to run away, this old man wants to drive you out of your wits."

"Sure enough, he is human, and he is not young."

Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat: "Looking at the energy fluctuations he radiates when he strikes, it doesn't seem to be very strong."

In the next moment, a wave of energy gushed out from the middle-aged knight and poured into the man's mouth.

Invisible energy poured into the incoming person's body, causing his aura to soar rapidly.

This familiar scene made Yi Qingchen's heart skip a beat.

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged knight, and saw that his face quickly became shriveled, as if all the blood and moisture had been absorbed from his body.

"Yin Zhong!"

A name immediately popped up in Yi Qingchen's mind.

That is a classic image in childhood TV dramas.

Thanks to his liking for that TV series, Yi Qingchen is very familiar with all the characters and plots in it.

Therefore, the identity of the person can be recognized at a glance.

Yin Zhong, a traitor of the Tong clan.

Grandma is a bear, this guy is a demon immortal, not only has strong skills, but also knows many powerful attack spells.

Can't stand him!

You must kill him, or you will be killed by him.

Yi Qingchen raised his skill to the extreme in an instant, and smashed Yin Zhong's back hard with both palms.

"who?"

Yin Zhong only sensed the moment Yi Qingchen exploded, and shouted sharply: "Do you dare to fight with me?"

boom.

Yin Zhong flew out like a ball.

“So easy?”

Yi Qingchen was a little startled, and immediately chased after him like a shadow, his hands were like phantom versions kept clapping.

One palm after another, Yin Zhong vomited blood continuously.

The clothes on the back had already been shattered, and even the flesh and blood splashed everywhere, exposing the white bones.

"who are you?"

Yin Zhong almost passed out from the pain, leaning on the powerful nerves that have been accompanied by pain for hundreds of years, howled dryly: "I will definitely kill you!"

chant...

The dragon chant sounded suddenly, and Yin Zhong's body suddenly turned into an illusory dragon.

Dragon magic!
Yi Qingchen stopped immediately and looked at the shape of Shenlong.

The dragon is as real as it is illusory, both the dragon scales and the dragon whiskers are clearly discernible, but it looks translucent.

It's just translucent, and there's no way to really see things on the opposite side through it.

The illusory dragon chanted continuously, but it didn't dare to seek revenge on Yi Qingchen, and flew directly into the sky.

Yi Qingchen couldn't figure out his depth, so he didn't catch up easily, killed the other three heroes and left quickly.

Grandma is a bear, she ran into Yin Zhong as soon as she came up, it was really exciting.

No matter how confident Yi Qingchen was, he never thought of going head-on with someone who possesses both spells and immortality.

Just the spell of thunder, wind and fire alone is enough to make people dumbfounded.

To deal with Yin Zhong, just kill him behind his back.

But it would be a pity to kill him. The body of gods and demons and the body of immortality should be imprisoned and studied carefully.

"Since we know that it is the Water Moon Cave, the first thing we should do is to find the Water Moon Cave and learn spells from the Water Moon Cave."

Yi Qingchen thought about it: "Shuiyue Cave Tiantong clan doesn't kill people, as long as they can get in, at worst it will take decades to slowly learn."

If you can get Yin Zhong's immortal body, you can talk about anything.

(End of this chapter)