Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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When the first ray of sunlight shone on the top of Cangbai Mountain in the morning, Ye Bai woke up from his meditation, looked inside the Danhai, and found that the thunder vitality in the purple crystal had become more concentrated and richer, smiled and nodded in satisfaction, and simply rinsed his mouth. After washing up, I rushed to the Xianyu Building halfway up the mountain, and ordered a pot of Guyuan mountain wine, which I drank very happily.

This is the method his father Ye Dafu taught him when he was a teenager. The best places to inquire about information are always restaurants and brothels. Of course, it is not ruled out that Ye Dafu is using this excuse to spend time and drink.

All in all, Ye Bai kept this sentence in his heart, and the cultivation world was no exception. Unfortunately, there was no brothel on Cangbai Mountain. After being depressed for a long time, Ye Bai could only go into a restaurant.

His gaze always involuntarily fell on the position where Liu Yu sat last time, and suddenly turned to the high top of Cangbai Mountain, where Liu Yu was retreating in a certain stone room. [

When Jindan breaks through and enters Yuanying, there will be three calamities, physical body calamity, primordial soul calamity, and heart demon calamity. Each calamity will be accompanied by vast visions of heaven and earth. Liu Yu has been in seclusion for half a month, and there has been no movement so far.

From the bottom of his heart, Ye Bai hopes that Liu Yun can break through the realm and succeed, Bu Yuan is not counted, Liu Yu is the first high-ranking Leixiu he has met, and the transaction half a month ago was considered peaceful, If the old man succeeds in breaking through, it will be a great encouragement to him.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more monks in the building. Most of the guests who come here are casual cultivators or from small sects. Bai has heard quite a few rumors about a certain junior casual cultivator getting lucky and finding treasures at a low price in the market, or news of treasures being born somewhere, most of them are rumors, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

Ye Bai is not very interested, but he is more interested in things far away, such as the conversation between an old monk sitting at the east entrance and a long-faced Taoist.

The old monk seemed to have suffered a great deal of injury, and seemed to have practiced some kind of strange kung fu. One side of his face was ferocious like a ghost, while the other half was intact. The old monk took a big sip of wine, turned his mouth a few times and said: " Brother Chang, didn't you follow your teacher to Yujing Xiandu? I always thought you went east."

The long-faced Taoist smiled, and said sadly: "My little brother really wants to go to Yujing Xiandu to see it, but unfortunately my teacher has assigned me an important task, so I can't leave."

The old monk said sadly: "It is said that only monks in the middle and late stages of Yuanying are eligible to enter the grand gathering of group cultivators held in Yujing City. It is a pity that the old man's cultivation base is too far away, otherwise he will fly and break his leg. Open your eyes."

Both of them are in the middle stage of Jindan, they don't have many scruples, their voices are loud, and they mentioned Yujing City, which the monks most yearn for, so these few words attracted the minds of most of the monks in the building.

"Brother Chang, you are well-informed, but have you ever heard something from your teacher, what is the purpose of this Dao Discussion Conference, and the admission requirements are so strict?"

The long-faced Taoist showed a helpless smile, and said with drunken eyes: "Don't mention it, my dead ghost teacher, this time he didn't reveal the slightest word, but I accidentally heard him discuss with the lonely star Taoist of Yuyangmen. When it comes to the word Lichen, there may be some connection."

The people in the building fell silent for a moment. Although they were all in different realms, it did not prevent them from yearning for the lofty, illusory, and only legendary monk Lichen. Hearing this, they all felt a little horrified. Looking at the color, I have guessed in my heart, is it possible that Qiongtian Continent will welcome another Lichen ancestor?

Ye Bai had seen the power of Qing Ye and Patriarch Brilliant before, so he was no longer surprised by Brother Lichen. Although he was shocked, he soon calmed down.

On the contrary, Taoist Long-face mentioned Taoist Lone Star of Yuyang Gate, which surprised him a bit. The two monks he and Mo Er teamed up to ambush Shen Yuantan and his party back then seemed to come from this sect. The teacher is Taoist Lone Star. I didn't expect this person to have the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul.

When Ye Bai went to the Sutra Pavilion of Taiyi Gate, he looked up the jade slips and found that this Yuyang Gate was also a sect near the Guyuan Mountains. The disciples under the sect were domineering and high-profile, and they were quite a difficult group of monks.

The long-faced Taoist seemed to know that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he kept his head down and drank without saying a word.The old monk looked thoughtful, his eyes fluctuated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, seeing that there was no news of interest, Ye Bai walked out of the shop, full of thoughts, constantly wondering whether the teacher Yuelong Daoren and Ji Baiyi, or other mid-to-late Nascent Soul monks from the Taiyi Sect would Go to this seminar.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

During the season when Ye Bai was in a trance, two lights and shadows shot across the sky like shooting stars, and crashed abruptly on the wide road halfway up Cangbai Mountain, making two loud noises.

The ground was immediately splashed with rocks, and two large pits appeared. In the pits were two young monks, a man and a woman. Both of them were in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Their clothes were torn and they were in a state of embarrassment, as if they had been chased and killed all the way. [

"Two juniors, are you rushing to die?"

"You two bastards, if it weren't for the prohibition of private fighting on Cangbai Mountain, I would have killed you right now!"

The stones splashed by the two hit many monks who were caught off guard in an instant, and some people immediately started to scold them.

"Seniors, our brothers and sisters were hunted down and hid here. We didn't control the castration. Please forgive me!" The two quickly got up and apologized. Many of them were surrounded by Golden Core monks. Don't have the guts to provoke.

Seeing the humility of the two of them, everyone calmed down their anger, stared fiercely, scolded a few times, and went their separate ways. The brother and sister were also relieved.

"I'll see where you are fleeing! Hahahaha"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the air, accompanied by sinister laughter, from far to near, the ground flashed red, and a flowered male cultivator with a flirtatious expression appeared.

Ye Bai, who was standing by the side, gathered his eyes and saw that he was an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Wang Shiyan, the young master of Wanshuimen who had formed an alliance for a short time to resist the Liehuomen, had not seen him for decades. The breath is a little unstable, and it seems that the realm has not been completely stabilized.

The young man who fell down earlier was rather majestic and handsome. He shook his body and said, "Private fighting is strictly prohibited on Cangbai Mountain. Are you still planning to commit murder here?"

Wang Shiyan smiled disdainfully, and said triumphantly: "The Crystal Pavilion on the top of Cangbai Mountain is our property of Wanshuimen. Don't say that we will fight here, but we will kill you all. Who can control me?"

Not seen for many years, this person is still domineering.

The two young men and women did not expect Wang Shiyan to be so powerful, so they immediately drew their swords to defend themselves.

The other monks around sneered and looked at Wang Shiyan like an idiot.Jun said in his heart: You have a strong background, that's because you were born well and worshiped a good teacher. If you killed someone on Cangbai Mountain and ran away immediately afterwards, and your teacher will come out to take care of you, naturally there is no problem, but If you say it openly, you will force the person in charge of Cangbai Mountain to come forward and slap them in the face, otherwise they will lose face and restrain the practitioners who come and go.

The young man's younger sister has a delicate appearance, sharp eyes, and extremely quick reactions. Seeing the faces of the people around her, she immediately guessed something, whispered something to the man, and the man put away the long sword with a sneer.

Seeing this scene, Wang Shiyan also realized that his words were inappropriate, but now that everyone is watching, he didn't want to lose face. Thinking of the great monk of Wanshuimen on the top of the mountain, he made up his mind, and said firmly: "Both, accept Die!"

Turning the folding fan in his hand, a huge half-moon-shaped light curtain was pulled out, enveloping the two brothers and sisters.The two of them didn't say a word, and didn't make any unnecessary movements. They watched Wang Shiyan's ultimate move with cold eyes. The courage alone made people quite admirable.

The arc is approaching, when thousands of uniforms are about to strike!There was a sharp whistling sound, and a giant shield with a radius of two feet flew from nowhere, and rushed in front of the siblings, blocking Wang Shiyan's attack.

"boom!"

The two phases collided, making a huge sound, and the huge wave of vitality spread to all directions, like swords and swords, and all the cultivators avoided one after another.But Wang Shiyuan was knocked back ten steps by the huge force on the shield before he stopped his body.

"Sect Master Wang, the Crystal Pavilion is indeed the property of your Wanshuimen, but that does not mean that you are qualified to kill here. When you reach the Nascent Soul stage, come here to be arrogant again!"

The speaker was an elderly friar dressed in plain clothes. He was a late-stage Jindan cultivator. He had a childlike face and white hair. He looked like a fairy. A mountain symbol on the cuff indicated that he was one of the guards of Cangbai Mountain.

"You old dog, what kind of ability is it to bully juniors because of your high cultivation level? If you have the ability, go to the Crystal Pavilion and show off with my uncle!"

Wang Shiyan spat out a mouthful of blood, became fierce, and began to curse. As the young master of Wanshuimen, wherever he went, all the cultivators were polite. He had never been insulted like this before.

"roll!"

The old monk stared, furious, his figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Shiyan as if cutting through the space, and kicked him into the air with a flying kick. With a long wail of pain, Wang Shiyan's figure disappeared the distant horizon.

Everyone's heart trembled at this moment, and they no longer dared to underestimate the prohibition here.

The old monk turned around and glanced at the young men and women, and said indifferently: "Although private fighting is prohibited on Cangbai Mountain, it is not a special place to provide shelter. If you cause big troubles, I will not provide assistance, but will drive you away. Those who go down the mountain, please do what you can."

The two agreed.

Although the old man's tone was cold, it was not entirely reasonable.