It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 298 Poor Taoist Ancient Tree
Therefore, Su Yunqing is no different from carrying the instructions and remaining light of his father, the Yin Yang Sect, and even the Xuanhun Kaiyuan to Qing Sect.

"Father, I will."

"The foundation has been established. The next step is to go to Yi Mo Valley and recover the ancestors' treasures!"

Su Yunqing slowly stood up.

A ray of cold light left the stone bed and flew around his body, illuminating the stone room. It stopped in front of his eyes after a moment.

It was a flying sword, about two feet long and two fingers thick. The sword body was as smooth as a mirror, and the whole body was green, like a green snake.

Su Yunqing raised his right hand, and the flying sword fell down on its own. With a soft snap, it wrapped around his wrist, gradually darkened like an ordinary bracelet, and then was covered by his sleeve.

After doing this, Su Yunqing fell from the cliff along the stream.

Stepping out of the water silently.

The spring breeze blows in the face, and there is a greenery.

So subconsciously, a sense of intimacy and trust developed.

"Uncle, please don't be deceived! Li Langya practiced secretly last night and secretly applied ointment alone, but I found out! Granduncle, look at this trick of mine..."

There are many motorcades parked at Pingyao Creek, and the sound of playing and fighting can be heard all the time.

Sensing the warm and mellow magic aura of Taoist Gumu, Su Yunqing subconsciously wanted to agree.

"Not bad, good understanding..."

"Uncle! Do you think this move of mine is about turning grass into a sword?"

"This life is so handsome!"

As soon as he saw this person, Su Yunqing's eyes lit up and he thought to himself,

Su Yunqing stopped with fear in his eyes.

However, Su Yunqing finally resisted the impulse in his heart and declined politely.
"Forgive me, fellow Taoist, but I don't like to be in the company of others. If you don't mind it, I have a map and will give it to you."

Taoist Gumu held a whisk in his hand and walked lightly, as if dancing with the wind as he walked, floating towards him, nodding his head.
"Fellow Taoist, you're polite. I, Taoist Gumu, heard the Tao at Cockcrow Temple, which is a deserted cultivator outside. I saw that the direction my Taoist was heading seemed to be heading towards the Partridge Cave? I wonder if I can go with you?"

"You can use your fists and embroidered legs and your tricks in the market, how can you know the secrets of immortality?"

Then I saw what seemed to be a family outing, and two young people were sparring on the grass.

After looking at it casually, Su Yunqing shook his head.

In front of the carriage, an old man with white hair and slightly frosted temples was reading a book and pointing at the two young people.

Suddenly, Su Yunqing faintly noticed a faint foundation-building pressure coming from the front.

Then he saw a figure walking out of the dense forest.

After all, Taoist Gu Mu doesn't look like a bad guy anyway.

After saying that, Su Yunqing withdrew his figure, stepped on the light, and walked away into the distance.

Just traveled more than ten miles.

The sound came and Su Yunqing looked around.

After saying that, a jade slip floated out from Su Yunqing's storage bag and landed in front of Taoist Gu Mu.

Taoist Gu Mu heard this and was not angry. Instead, he chuckled and said,

"Thank you for your kindness, friend, but I was being reckless."

Having said that, Taoist Gu Mu accepted the jade slips, said goodbye and set off in the wind.

Seeing Taoist Gu Mu leaving without any hesitation, Su Yunqing's eyes revealed a look of emotion.

"If it were another day, under different circumstances, he would really have to get to know this kind of Taoist friend."

After that, Su Yunqing left quickly.

Although there is haze in the mountains, the bright sunshine shines down and the scenery gradually becomes brighter. Taoist Gumu stood quietly in the haze on the top of the mountain, quietly watching Su Yunqing's leaving figure.

There was a hint of smile in his eyes.

"We will meet again."

……

A ray of green light flew into the three mountains of Qingshitan.

Qingxuling, an unknown mountain somewhere.

This mountain is majestic, with strange peaks rising all around, faintly connected to form a large array. The mist is everywhere, and even the soul is faintly affected. The branches and leaves below are graceful and green, which looks quite strange.

If a monk passes by, he will immediately be alert and realize that there must be a foundation-building major cultivating here, so he will naturally not dare to approach.

Taoist Gumu held a magic book in his hand, walked through the formation hub with ease, penetrated into the psychedelic mist, and entered the core of the formation.

The scene when Su Yunqing just broke through the foundation building, and even what he said to himself, all fell into Li Qinglin's eyes in detail.

Li Qinglin just wanted to say, brother, you smell so good...

There is no doubt that Su Yunqing must be a key figure in the Tribulation Territory of Yimo Valley. If you get close to him, you will definitely be able to gain many secrets and treasures.

Although he was rejected by Su Yunqing, as long as he forges a good relationship, the follow-up matters will naturally unfold easily.

now,

Taoist Gumu went deep into the formation, pinched the magic formula, and blended into the soil.

After a while, down to a depth of a hundred feet, the temperature became freezing cold.

An incomplete gate is in sight in the distance.

For other monks, they have to take a long way to the Partridge Cave, avoid the guards of the three mountains of Qingshitan, and even make certain exchanges of interests in order to gain the qualification to enter Yimo Valley.

But for Taoist Gumu, he was able to sneak in through the back door, so he naturally had an innate advantage and could retreat freely.

"The seal is entrusted with a walking spore. This walking body is made of a spiritual plant and rides on a green hibernating bone. I wonder if one can defeat ten of them and clear out all the foundation-building monks in Yi Mo Valley?"

"But that's all for others. The one from Yuxu Sect who is the number one true disciple, and the Taichu Dao Palace may also send Daozi-level figures, so we have to be cautious."

Taoist Gumu pondered for a moment, then without any hesitation, his light flashed and he immediately disappeared into the incomplete realm gate.

Falling into the Tribulation Realm, Yi Mo Valley!

……

Yi Mo Valley.

In a swamp.

The water sparkles, reflecting the sky and surrounding scenery.

At the end of the swamp, there seemed to be a building with indigenous people wearing animal clothing and painted sand red patterns on their faces. They were walking through the buildings with offering plates in their hands, as if they were making a pilgrimage to offer something.

But if you look carefully, you will find that these are living people?
Under the animal clothing, there is translucent floating black air, exuding a cold and evil aura.

There are not three animals or five animals on the offering plate in hand.

Instead, they are hearts or heads filled with blood.

This place has clearly been occupied by Mo Shuzi!

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Shang Xuan landed on an altar in the swamp. He only heard a few low howls echoing in the swamp. The clouds and mist obscured the darkness all around.

Ji Hao fell behind her, glanced at her, and said,
"Junior sister, the identity we occupy is that of a group of demon-slayers who entered the Yi Mo Valley eight thousand years ago. We were invited by the people nearby to clean up the growing number of demon slayers.

These demons worship this altar. Either there is a treasure hidden here, or it is a demon cave for them to practice. "

Shang Xuan didn't say much. She swept her soul across the altar and felt a strong demonic energy and blood rushing towards her face. She pressed her sword forward and with a move of her left hand, she caught a gust of wind and blew it on the altar with a snap of her fingers. middle.

(End of this chapter)