Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 377 Responding to the invitation, a journey of hundreds of barbarians

Oh oh oh!
The dark wind howled above the altar, and the power of life and death with a cold and peaceful meaning came majestically, appearing very lofty and unpredictable.

The immortal fire Yuanling was swaying continuously, and the illusory eyebrows and facial features were full of anxious anticipation.

Not long after, the surroundings of the altar were completely silent, and everything seemed to be stagnant. A deep and unpredictable vortex slowly appeared, and the voice of the Western Ghost Emperor Gu Yuanzhen came from it.

"A fairy fire Yuanling is indeed worthy of being cultivated. You are very lucky."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled respectfully and said, "After all, I still have to trouble you."

Gu Yuanzhen chuckled, and a dark wind swept the fairy fire Yuanling into the vortex.

"It's just a small thing, this is your fate."

Lin Xuanzhi and the Ghost Emperor couldn't help but exchange pleasantries, but within a few breaths, they heard Gu Yuanzhen smile and say: "Okay, eight years later in the late spring, go to Xiaotan Village, Lingyun County, Jiangnan Province, China. Just look for a house with two jujube trees in the yard."

It’s quite specific!
Lin Xuanzhi hurriedly bowed and smiled: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Little things~"

Before he finished speaking, the altar had returned to calm. It was obvious that His Majesty Gu Yuanzhen had no time to chat with Lin Xuanzhi.

There was someone in the court who was easy to do, so sending the reincarnated Lin Xuanzhi to the Immortal Fire Yuanling was a worry.

"Sir, Taoist Master Sikong is here to visit." Hongyi came to report.

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile and said: "Please come in quickly."

Sikong Xuance has been out practicing for many years, but he has only come back now.

After a while, I saw a young Taoist priest wearing a vermilion robe, with a majestic air and a steady and mellow aura walking towards him.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and invited him to sit down and said, "We haven't seen you for many years. I am very happy to congratulate my junior brother for his great progress in cultivation."

Although Sikong Xuance became a disciple of Grand Master Bo Wang Wenjing, he was not admitted into the true biography and was awarded other true traditions. However, "Pure Yang Baojuan" is one of the exercises that best suits his Yuanyang Taoism. His entry before the elixir was completed can be regarded as Sing all the way.

At that time, the Gangsha was about to be full when we said goodbye, and Yuye was in sight, but now it was Yuye's small success when he saw it.

Sikong Xuance had always been grateful and extremely respectful to Lin Xuanzhi. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile humbly: "Senior brother Zhuyu is in front of me, how can I slack off in my practice?"

"My master often gives advice and tells my younger brother to follow your example."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled softly, looked at Sikong Xuance for a moment and then said with a smile: "Junior brother should put some thought into his magic."

"Have you ever comprehended the Taoism in the Chunyang Treasure Scroll?"

Sikong Xuance couldn't help but have a bitter look on his face. He couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile, "Senior brother and master really have the same problem."

Immediately, his face straightened up and he said with a smile: "Several commonly used spells have barely reached the level of perfection. The Taoist spell Fiery Sun Golden Light Evil Killing Curse in the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll has also reached the threshold, but it will take another 20 years to complete. .”

Lin Xuanzhi nodded slightly: "It's not bad."

"With your combined talents with Chunyang Baojuan, it is not difficult to improve your cultivation level, so please don't rush forward."

"On the contrary, magic and Taoist skills are your biggest support when you are away from home. You must not slack off."

Sikong Xuance nodded repeatedly: "What senior brother said is absolutely true. I should bear it in mind."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled faintly and asked casually: "Coming from my uncle's side? I'm afraid you're not looking for me just to reminisce about old times, right?"

Sikong Xuance chuckled and said, "Senior brother, you really know things like a god!"

"My little brother came here to ask for something."

"Go ahead." Lin Xuanzhi waved his hand to indicate that he should continue.

Sikong Xuance smiled and said, "It's a long story."

"When I was traveling in Baiman Mountain, I encountered a serious danger. Thanks to the help of a Taoist friend, I was able to avoid a serious injury."

"We get along quite well and have been in constant contact for many years. Not long ago, he sent a message to say that he wanted to ask for something."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded slightly: "Favours must be repaid."

Sikong Xuance continued: "There are a hundred poisonous golden silkworms outside the Wan Gu Abyss in the Baiman Mountains that can spin a special kind of silk. It is an excellent material for refining spiritual weapons and treasure clothes. My friend wants to invite me to go with him."

"It turned out that there was a senior Jin Dan who was traveling with us, but he said that senior was killed and died. Now if we want to take advantage of the poisonous miasma and underestimate the golden silkworm, we have to find another helper."

"If I look for others again, I will inevitably have to be more cautious. Now that I heard that you are here, senior brother, I have the audacity to come to my door."

Sikong Xuance said a lot of words and couldn't help but drink a glass of water before continuing: "Senior brother, if you are too lazy to move, I can just borrow your wind and fire cattail fan."

"Of course, if you can go with me, I will be able to feel more at ease."

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but laugh: "It's not a big deal at all. What's the origin of your friend, but he is a bit brave. I have also heard of the Ten Thousand Gu Abyss. Ordinary Jindan monks are unwilling to enter, but he is confident."

Sikong Xuance heard this and explained: "His name is Chen Chuyi, and he studied under a master of casual cultivation."

"After his master passed away, he left him a Hundred Spirits and Ten Thousand Poison Tent, which is quite useful in dealing with the poisonous miasma of Ten Thousand Gu Yuan."

"However, in order to be on the safe side, I secretly thought that I would have to make more preparations."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled knowingly: "It's right to be cautious."

Sikong Xuance's eyes lit up and he looked at Lin Xuanzhi eagerly: "What do you mean, senior brother?"

Lin Xuanzhi smiled lightly and said, "It's rare for you to come to visit me, so I can't refuse you."

"Besides, I just happened to go to Baiman Mountain to see it."

Sikong Xuance couldn't help but smile and bow: "Then I'll thank my senior brother first."

Lin Xuanzhi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Get ready to go, call me when you set off."

Sikong Xuance rushed down excitedly, thinking that he just wanted to rest in the sect and exchange for some needed things.

Lin Xuanzhi turned his hand and revealed a translucent ball, with a looming blood shadow in it.

"I wonder how much fellow Taoist Shentu knows about Wan Gu Yuan?"

Shen Tu Lie's figure clearly moved, but he didn't show any sign.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and said: "Why aren't you happy when Pindao brings you back to your hometown? It's really sad."

The blood shadow shook, and Shen Tu Lie couldn't help but angrily shouted: "You are really a noisy Taoist priest! You are so brave, how dare you go to my Baiman Mountain?"

Lin Xuanzhi smiled slowly and said, "If you want to go, just go. Do you have to choose a date?"

"It's really a headache for fellow Taoist to be so ignorant of current affairs."

Shen Tulie snorted coldly: "Then just search for the soul."

He was relying on the fragility of the residual god, and now he couldn't help searching for his soul before he said this.

Lin Xuanzhi was not in a hurry at all, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, there is a better way. How could you, a poor guide from Baiman Mountain, waste it so easily?"

Shen Tulie couldn't help but feel a bad feeling in his heart, but he felt relieved when he thought that his soul was broken and fragile, and no one would find anything if he searched for his soul.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xuanzhi explained everything in the cave, put on his heart lamp, and then flew away with Sikong Xuance, heading towards Baiman Mountain.Baiman Mountain is a vast land where many vast mountains gather together. It is located in the southwest of China. Although it is not as rich in resources as Shiwan Mountain, it still has its own characteristics.

Although the environment is relatively dangerous, there are also some rare treasures and rare treasures that are rarely seen in the outside world.

Among the dangerous landscapes of hundreds of barbarians, the largest force located is the ancient sect of Shura Sect.

Their lineage has a long inheritance and strong strength. Although it is not as good as the Tiansheng Sect of the past, it is no less than the several branches of the Demonic Sect that have been split up now.

In addition, there are several powerful forces such as Gu Shen Cave and Bai Lingmen, which rely on the Shura Sect to survive.

As for the power of Mrs. Tianyang and Diyin, they can barely be regarded as part of the Shura Sect, but they are very independent. They can be regarded as mavericks in Baiman Mountain, and no one wants to mess with them.

After leaving Zixia Cave and heading west, they were carried by Taiyi Wu Yanluo, and Lin Xuanzhi and his two men reached the Baiman area without much effort.

Baiman Mountain also belongs to the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it is located on the southwest border and borders the Wuman Mountains. The divine dynasty's control over it is inevitably relatively weak.

The folk customs here are fierce and fierce, and there are many strange people and strangers among the tribesmen in the mountains.

After Lin Xuanzhi followed Sikong Xuance here, he went straight to a small village in the mountains.

"Brother Chen was a mountaineer in the Blue Spider Village before he started practicing."

Pointing to the village with less than a thousand people in the distance, Sikong Xuance introduced it.

Lin Xuanzhi's spiritual consciousness swept over and grasped the situation here.

Various bamboo buildings of different heights are located around the old mulberry mountain shrine in the center of the village.

What was enshrined in the shrine was a colorful, huge spider with a faint blue belly.

The aura of the spider statue flashed, faintly echoing with a being in the distance. Judging from the aura it exuded, it seemed that it was not weak.

There are also many people among the mountain people in the village who have strong cultivation, but their auras are mixed and weird, and they are obviously heretics.

A ray of clear light flew out from the village, and an elegant and easy-going young monk with gray hair on his temples walked out in front of the two of them.

"I'm so frightened that Taoist Master Yixu came to visit me personally."

Chen Chuyi stepped forward to salute with a look of surprise and joy on his face.

Brother Sikong only said that he would go back and give it a try. If he could borrow a spiritual weapon, the "Wind and Fire Cattail Fan", his trip would be considered foolproof. How could he have thought that he would actually invite someone here.

Lin Xuanzhi took a quick look and saw that although Chen Chuyi was a casual cultivator from the side sect, his aura was clear and thick, and his Danding profound energy was already quite deep.

"Chen Daoyou is being polite."

After the two parties exchanged brief greetings, Chen Chuyi led the two of them towards the bamboo building in the center of the village.

After sitting down among them, a beautiful girl presented tea and fruits to the three of them.

"Excuse me, I'm really scared on the first day of the new year. The grand event of Yuchen Dharma Assembly has been spread throughout the world, and Taoist Master Yixu is really a role model for our generation of monks."

Chen Chuyi smiled and complimented again, but then his face changed slightly, and he said as if he had thought of something: "But the storm has not passed yet. Is there anything wrong with you coming to Baiman Mountain?"

It is human nature to gossip, and the situation at the Jin'ao Island Dharma gathering has already spread all over the world.

Even though some details were not known, the news that Shura Cultist Shen Tulie was beaten to death still came out, so Chen Chuyi asked this question.

Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "It doesn't matter, the seniors of the Shura Sect will never bully the small ones."

However, Sikong Xuance also said confidently: "My senior brother's methods are extraordinary and can be compared to the master of Golden Pill!"

Just as Lin Xuanzhi was about to scold Sikong Xuance with a smile, he heard a sparse sound, and then many spiders the size of millstones holding various rare and exotic fruits, Ganoderma lucidum and Shouwu arrived.

"This is……"

When Chen Chu heard this, he suddenly smiled and said: "Madam was so happy when she saw the arrival of a high-level cultivator of Xuanmen that she gave you sweet food for you to taste. However, she is currently listening to the Dharma in the Gu God Cave and has no time to visit in person. Please forgive me, Master Yixu."

Lin Xuanzhi smiled faintly: "It turns out that the spiritual god in the village is under the seat of the Gu God. I am disrespectful."

Many large spiders put down their trays and then quietly retreated so as not to be an eyesore.

Chen Chuyi explained with a smile: "Among the hundreds of barbarians, most of the villages are divided by the Shura Cult, such as Gu Shen Cave and Bailing Gate. Although there are Yuanshen figures sitting in charge, they are just drinking soup. Every hundred years, they will return You have to offer a certain amount of heavenly silver to the Shura Sect."

Although Lin Xuanzhi had never been here, he guessed that the spider in the village must belong to Na Fang.

Otherwise, if Shura teaches them a cruel style, they will be even more intolerant of "wild gods" than Zhou Dynasty.

After listening to Chen Chuyi's words, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile and said: "If you offer incense once every hundred years, I'm afraid if it's not enough, you have to fill in a lot of things."

Chen Chuyi sighed and nodded: "Our village is not bad, Mrs. Tianzhu is kind, and the incense has been up to standard for hundreds of years."

"The villages that don't have enough will either find other ways to find incense to make up for it, or offer blood sacrifices to the villagers."

Lin Xuanzhi asked casually: "Once in a hundred years, the Shura Sect will be full of money and enrich my family."

"Isn't that true? It is said that even the Gu God and the Spiritual Lord have some complaints, but who was born and raised here, who can resist. In two years, Shura envoys will come down again to collect offerings." Chen Chuyi Shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Lin Xuanzhi's eyes moved slightly, and he shook his head and smiled: "Compared to the harsh rule of ordinary people, the offering of incense is even more deadly."

"Young Daoist Chen seems to have a lot of affection for his hometown."

Chen Chuyi smiled calmly and said: "I am an orphan, and I grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. Later, I was compassionately accepted by my mentor and took him under his disciples, and I am what I am today."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded, raised his hand and a wind and fire cattail leaf fan appeared.

He raised his hand and punched in two magic spells before handing them to Sikong Xuance and saying, "I left two magic spells in it, and combined with the power of the treasure fan, I can ensure that you can go in and out without any hindrance."

Then he took out the Green Lotus Baoguang Flag and said, "Use this flag to defend yourself and prevent some accidents."

Seeing that Lin Xuanzhi had two high-quality spiritual weapons at his fingertips, a look of envy flashed through Chen Chu's eyes, but there was no greed.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled in his heart and felt relieved. His character was quite acceptable.

Sikong Xuance took the two spiritual weapons and said with a smile: "Since they are just borrowed treasures, why bother, senior brother?"

Although he became a disciple of Wang Wenjing, his master was not stingy, but he really didn't have such a superior spiritual weapon.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled casually and said, "I came to Baiman Mountain to collect medicine. It's the best medicine."

Chen Chuyi smiled with some confidence: "With the two treasures from the Taoist Priest and the Ten Thousand Poison Tent left by the master, there will be no problems in this trip."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Having said that, it is inevitable to give another courtesy.

Lin Xuanzhi gave him some help and smiled: "Pindao is the only junior brother. Now that he has opened his mouth, how can Pindao refuse?"

"You two take care of each other, and I can go wandering around the mountains by myself."

Chen Chuyi said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Taoist Master, I will take good care of Brother Sikong Xian."

ps: Ask for a monthly pass~

　I ate the wrong thing again, I had vomiting and diarrhea...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)