Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 253
"Wait a while, I will cast a spell to open the restriction, and you can walk along this crack."

The woman has a vigorous temperament, before Chen Yuan could reply, she walked to the bottom of the cliff, raised her white palm, closed her eyes and murmured.

Chen Yuan looked around and raised her hand to grab it. The forest behind her was shaking, and the sound of countless branches breaking could be heard. Soon, a large thick branch and leaf flew over out of thin air.

As Chen Yuan's decision changed, the leaves fell off, the twigs broke and fell to the ground, and the remaining wood was broken off piece by piece.

"Ouija!"

Chen Yuan flicked her sleeves without any wind, and at the same time as she dictated the change, the wood rolled in mid-air, as if carved by an invisible chisel, and sawdust flew away.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"Notify the cultivators here to come over and join us. There will be no waiting in the north. Let's go in first."

In the voice, those wooden blocks showed the outline of sparrows, and the wings and claws were vivid. Chen Yuan executed with one finger, and spread her two palms, and the mana flew out like silk threads, leading to those floating sparrow wood carvings.

"go with!"

Hundreds of sparrow woodcarvings lit up with magic light in an instant, and the dull wooden carvings blinked suddenly, and their wooden bodies faded with the magic light, revealing soft feathers fluttering slightly in the wind.

a moment.

The twittering noise replaced the surrounding silence, and the sparrows rushed into the sky one after another, separated quickly, and went in their respective directions, making noisy cries and going away.

The two demon foxes could not close their mouths from ear to ear. They knew that cultivators have communication skills, such as paper cranes and incense to transmit sound. The demon clan can also communicate through animals, birds, or flowers and plants, but like Chen Yuan, one There are groups of woodcarvings flying everywhere. They have practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years, but they have never heard of it.

Thinking of this, it's no wonder that the manager wants to invite human beings who are not monster races. They are already Jindan cultivators at a young age, so what will happen in the future?
The eyes of the two demons flickered, and they puffed up their chests slightly, thinking that their sisters are not bad in appearance and figure, so they can always get some benefits.

Especially knowing that there is a snake demon and a toad demon in Zhenjun's bullock cart, and the cart is also pulled by a bull demon, so it is not too much for them to be maids, right?
It is also more capable than the female snake that has not yet transformed.

At this moment, the second demon seemed to feel that he could do it again, and was not so afraid of the old man.

Hu Yong at the side was admiring his brother's supernatural powers, when he turned his head and saw the eager look in the eyes of Meiniang and Youlan, he knew what they were thinking.

"The two of you have been instructed by the Wanshou Empress, it is already good luck, don't be too greedy, and ruin your heart to seek the Tao. If he becomes a Taoist and a true immortal in the future, I will give up my face and seek a destiny for the two of you. It’s not too late to listen to scriptures and sermons.”

Transformational monsters, who have obtained the appearance of a human body, are just the way to buy the real Taoism, but it is often the most difficult. It is difficult for ordinary cultivators to get rid of the shackles of Taoism.

"Thank you, Manager."

Hu Yong's words of persuasion mixed with warnings, the two monsters didn't dare to think too much, but their winking eyes still sneaked at Chen Yuan over there. A person who is a high-level cultivator may not be able to meet him in another 100 years.

……

above the sky.

The white clouds floated slowly, and the flying wooden birds flew in twos and threes to their respective directions, using the magic power in their bodies to sweep across the ground below, and when they met the figure searching in the mountains, they flapped their wings and flew to the opponent's feet. Collect it and turn it into a wood carving. When the cultivator picks it up, the mana is passed along the opponent's palm.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan's words and the location appeared in his mind.

In the middle of the rolling mountains and forests to the west, standing on a rock, holding his seal and closing his eyes, he sensed that the ears of the Zhenhai monk around him moved. He opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the sparrow that fell through the branches landed on his palm and melted At the moment of wood carving, he smiled.

"It seems that he is still one step ahead."

The monk put the woodcarving into the cloth bag on his waist, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the nine-ringed tin rod stuck in the soil under the rock flew into his hand with mud crumbs. The swaying branches and leaves stepped on the tops of the trees and rushed to the direction Chen Yuan said.

To the north, Yu Feihong, who was already in the hinterland of Hezhou, brought his junior sister and more than a dozen Juling Mansion disciples also received the flying bird wood carvings. Soon, he used the lightening technique to speed up his pace.

Fuyuan County.

In the Yunlai Inn, the old Taoist Yunlong crossed his mana to nourish the wounds in Yuchen's body. Chirping birds flew over and landed on the window lattice. He tilted his head and looked at the two old Taoist priests inside. It became a small wood carving.

The two looked at each other, packed their bags, picked up the wooden carving, checked out and left, heading south.

Crossing the Rui River, it was raining lightly, Qing Xu, who was searching for the birds in the sky in Eastern Qi Prefecture, soon, he brought all the cultivators who had heard the news, some of them were still in the future. , didn't wait anymore, turned around and headed south, each using their spells to avoid the sight of the people, and left quickly.

jiji~
There were also flying birds that fell to the shore in the rain. A rogue cultivator picked it up, and before he could check it, he fell down suddenly. The bottom of his eyes, which had faded from the color, reflected that his whole body was dressed in white robes, and his beard and hair were all white. Zhang Shuangbai, the celestial master on both shoulders.

Holding the wooden carving, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a fierceness in the bottom of his eyes.

"He actually found it."

Flipping his sleeves to his back, he stepped on the ground, his figure rushed towards the rainy sky with countless lightning and flames, along the dark clouds, with flickering thunder, flying figures appeared in the clouds and quickly passed south.

Yongxiang.

Xu Qingfeng and Ruyue walked on the streets of the small town. They had just come out of Chang's home, and they also learned about Chang Wei when they were in the Devil's Nest. Yes, I have come to take care of him a few times, the old woman's youngest son is recovering well, and he is already able to go out and earn some money.

As the old woman said, the days will get better and better.

"This time, Chen Yuan sent a message. It's not too far from here. Yujian will arrive in one day." Xu Qingfeng was holding a wooden carving of a sparrow in his hand.

"As the head of the sect, put the overall situation first!"

The woman on the side pursed her lips, gave a gentle smile, and shook the man's hand, "I'll wait for you to come back at the door."

Ok.

Xu Qingfeng nodded, followed by a smile, and the two of them walked together to a place outside the town where no one was around, and asked the woman to stop. When he took a few steps forward alone, he turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Go early and return early."

Ruyue said softly, and the magic sword in the hand of the man in front had already shot up into the sky. Xu Qingfeng jumped high into the sky, stepped on the sword body and disappeared into the sky as a stream of light.

……

almost simultaneously.

There was an imperceptible 'bang' sound in the air, Chen Yuan stopped to perform the story of "Splitting the Mountain to Save the Mother" with the crowd, and looked over to the crack in the cliff.

I saw Empress Wanshou coming over at some time, standing behind everyone and listening to him tell the story of Erlang God Yang Jian.

"Your story is wonderful, but does anyone really have the guts to save his mother?"

"Yes, don't you too?"

Chen Yuan shook the Erlang God woodcarving in her hand, and the Wanshou Empress froze for a moment, then laughed, but she shook her head,

"I'm far from the god-man in your story. I just opened the restriction and let you go and bring back my father's bones... I'm still timid... I can't compare."

(End of this chapter)