Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 119

Walking out of the cave in the back mountain, the high priest pointed to a steep mountain of more than one hundred feet across the water, and said, "That mountain has an unknown name called 'Xiaozhushan'. It is the 'Priest Mountain', on which the Candle God is enshrined, except for the priests who have been approved by the Candle God, other demon cultivators are not allowed to go up the mountain easily without permission, even Patriarch Yuan."

"Except for you."

The high priest didn't explain anything in detail, and stretched out his hand to invite, and flew hand in hand with Chen Mou to Xiaozhushan, which was three miles away.

Whenever the monster monkey tribe encounters a catastrophe, except for Luofenpo, which is a hundred and fifty miles away, Xiaozhushan is a forbidden place to protect the monkey monster priests and preserve the inheritance fire.

There used to be a powerful fifth-order monster who didn't believe in evil and forcibly broke into the mountain.

The result is to ignite the heart fire, like a giant candle, standing on the top of the small candle mountain, burning for a hundred years.

Leave a very sad story.

Chen Mou didn't ask too much. He followed the high priest and flew down to the cobbled river beach. He walked up the Cangyou mountain road and climbed up the steps. After a few steps, he felt as if he had stepped over an invisible barrier. Flickering slightly.

He paused for a while to sense, and the mist on the surface of the jade disc quickly subsided.

Is this approved by Small Candle Mountain?

A ray of energy poured into the white light spot on the jade bi, and he realized that he could return to the courtyard of Fangshi, or the cave mansion of Tianbei Mountain at any time, so he felt more at ease.

The high priest also stopped, and said with a smile: "Outsiders can only walk up to the eight-step stone platform, and they will be stopped. After entering the mountain, there are not so many taboos when speaking, and you don't have to worry about being spied on by the great supernatural powers."

The topaz rattan crutch in his hand was put away by him, and he didn't need any foreign objects on Small Candle Mountain.

Small Candle Mountain is his territory, like an ancient mighty man sitting in a cave, possessing mysterious and unfathomable supernatural powers.

So unless the high priest fell due to an accident, and there is a high priest guarding Xiaozhushan, in the world of all spirits, there is no sect or force that is not open-eyed and dares to invade. The price is too heavy, and no one can afford it.

Occasional small fights and despicable means to disturb and consume the life of the high priest often happen.

Unless he senses something important, the high priest usually lives in secluded places, and will not easily use the Candle God Technique, so as not to overestimate the secrets and attract the death penalty.

Other priests can do small things for the high priest.

The two walked briskly, laughing and talking all the way to the top of the ancient green mountain. The high priest led Chen Mou to avoid the ancient and gloomy Candle Temple in the middle, and walked around to an ancient stone courtyard on the side. The inside was very elegant and clean. Flowers and plants are planted in the front and back.

A priest in gray and white sackcloth stroked his chest and saluted, and was sent away by the high priest.

Sitting in the round stone castle house on the west side, the high priest brought a long dark yellow wooden box from the main room, sat cross-legged in front of the stone table, opened the wooden box lid, and a faint woody fragrance wafted out.

The high priest held out a roll of old yellow leather with both hands, with a solemn expression on his face.

Chen Mou stretched out his hands to take it, and slowly spread out the ancient leather scroll with a history of at least 3000 years. It is undoubtedly the ancient Chinese characters.

With his knowledge of ancient prose, he was able to excavate part of the content, and it was almost impossible to recognize all of it.

However, the secrets of exercises and the like are often far from the same.

It's a bit difficult to pick up the complete big leak.

"How? How much do you recognize?"

The high priest asked in a low voice.

Usually, what other priests observe is a copy, and the size, ink color, and handwriting are almost exactly the same.

This volume of original ancient monuments was kept by the previous high priests. It was for Chen Daoyou's sake of the successor of the Tianbei, and he deliberately took it out to try his luck. Cracked.

"I recognize [-] to [-]% of it, let me spend some time and slowly deconstruct it..."

Chen Mou thought about it and replied, but he stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, his eyes were fixed on the scroll, and there seemed to be whispers in his ears, and he fell into a trance all of a sudden.

The light and light ink characters on the leather scroll seemed to be peeled off by invisible mana one by one, and they flew up lightly.

One after another, they turned into gorgeous light spots, which disappeared into Chen Mou's forehead.

The high priest opposite Shiji suddenly widened his eyes, seeing that the old leather scroll became empty and clean, and then looked at Chen Mou who closed his eyes and was full of fire, his eyes revealed surprise, he stood up and stroked his chest in salute.

Exit the stone castle house and drop the prohibition of the entire yard.

The high priest looked up at the sky, the sky was as clear as washing, the sky was blue, and there was no vision of heaven and earth. He personally guarded the door to protect Daoyou Chen.

About half an hour later, seeing that the flames on Chen Daoyou's body in the room had subsided and he got up, the high priest hurried in.

"Sorry, I damaged this ancient scroll."

Chen Mou has already learned a technique called "Ling Lai Six Mansions Changing Yuan Pian", which complements the "Dongxuan Jinyan Yuguang Sutra" he practiced. It can greatly increase the burst power of spells.

Qingtong's old way is unpredictable, and through an ancient leather scroll, he passed on the auxiliary skills to him in an unimaginable way.

More than 3000 years have passed, and it has not failed.

"It's okay, this volume of heavenly book originally belonged to Fellow Daoist, and the Long-armed Monkey Department has preserved it for you so far. Fortunately, it is not disgraceful."

The high priest smiled and used the honorific title.

There was a sign of something happening earlier, he meditated silently, followed the context, and easily clarified the truth.

"This exercise is not suitable for the cultivation of the long-armed monkeys. I owe a favor to the noble tribe. I will definitely make up for it when I find opportunities in the future."

Chen Mou politely made a promise, he hurried back to comprehend the newly learned luck, and said: "Please say hello to Protector Shi Yu, and tell me that I have something to go back early, so I won't wait for him to come with me."

Daoist Qingtong explained through the leather scroll that in addition to Yuanhou from Luofenpo, and the high priest of Xiaozhushan, he could borrow strength, and arranged a guardian for him.

As for whether the protector is a demon or a human, whether it is in the world of all spirits or in the world of Luofu, it is not clear.

When it will appear, he doesn't know.

Experts act in a cloud of fog, so let's not worry about it.

"Chen Daoyou is polite, please feel free, I will talk to Guardian Shi Yu. In the future, if you want to read the classics of the monster race, please come to Xiaozhu Mountain at any time. Even if there is no one on the mountain, I will arrange for my men to go outside to find it."

The High Priest replied with a smile.

It's not that he boasted. In terms of the abundance of books, the big demon tribes in the Five Demon City are not as good as a small candle mountain that has been passed down for 3000 years. Of course, he also looks down on those reckless monsters whose brains are full of muscles.

Looking at Chen Mou's disappearance, the restriction of the courtyard and the enchantment of Xiaozhushan didn't work at all.

The high priest didn't care at all, and seemed to take it for granted.

Walk into the stone house, pick up the old leather rolls that have lost their writing on the table, put them in the incense wood box, and go to the main room to cherish them.

The favor of the master of the monument is very precious.

Returning to the Tianbei Mountain Cave, Chen Mou closed his eyes and worked hard. The five acupuncture points outside the sea of ​​Qi, Tianman, Yuanchen, Chunyang, Gaogu, and Yuquan trembled with his breathing. The acupoint qi mansion is quite different from the current theory. When he passed on the power through the words on the ancient leather scroll, he accurately felt the position of each mansion orifice.

Linglai has six holes, with Qihai Mansion as the main house for storage, and the other five mansions as supplementary, the Yuanli is circulated and cultivated in the order of the five mansions, returning to Qihai Mansion is one turn, and then passing through and staggering in turn is two turns, Until the sixth rank, it can increase the explosive potential in a short time.

Each turn is an independent turn of luck, how powerful it is is still to be explored and tried by him.

Familiar with the different luck routes of the six turns, Chen Mou worked hard to accumulate energy to run.

Half an hour later, Chen Mou looked pale and sat cross-legged to adjust his breath. Even if he had mastered the Linglai six-turn exercise, he still needed to practice hard if he wanted to use it proficiently.

With his current cultivation base, he can barely turn luck twice, and he can't complete the third turn.

However, the magic power displayed made him very satisfied, and it was worth the hardship.

Along the way, each of the secret exercises, while enhancing his cultivation strength, is all in exchange for inhuman pain and hard work.

There is still a little bit of luck, and invisible arrangements.

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(End of this chapter)