Xianlu Spring and Autumn

The soul clan went south, and a large number of monks fled to the Sea of ​​Burial Gods, the Guyuan Mountains, where ten caves and nine empty spaces.

But there are still some monks who stayed.

This is a monk. Most of them stayed here to wait for the news of the battle in Yujing, intending to wait and see the battle situation before making a decision. Leng Baihun was one of them.

Leng Baihun is a well-known casual cultivator in the Guyuan Mountains. He has a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, and he is quite good at wood-type magic, but he is best at the poisonous art extended from wood-type magic.

This person's poisoning skills are all on the three treasured tripods that he cultivated with his life, namely the Bichan tripod, the Wang Li tripod, and the Huofu tripod. These three tripods are all top-grade magic weapons, which contain highly poisonous, and are impressive. Coupled with the fact that Leng Baihun himself is both good and evil, and has a strange temperament, few monks dare to provoke him.

Back then, the monks in the Guyuan Mountain Range, under the leadership of Ji Baiyi and Yuelong Taoist, encircled and suppressed the ancestors of the resplendent, Leng Baihun also contributed, and the friendship with Taiyimen was not bad.

The place where Leng Baihun cultivates is called Evil Dragon Valley, which is located in the southwest of the Guyuan Mountains. The valley is full of strange spiritual roots, and there are even many poisonous insects and beasts. The whole valley is covered with a layer of miasma and poisonous mist. It is shrouded all the year round, and ordinary monks will die if they touch it. It is one of the famous forbidden places in the Guyuan Mountains.

Except for Leng Baihun and his few disciples, almost no monks are willing to come here.

And the main reason why Leng Baihun didn't flee to the Sea of ​​Burying God was that he couldn't take away the flowers, plants and plants that he planted for the purpose of practicing Poison Art. When it was really a matter of life and death, this old man did not intend to leave easily.

On this day, Leng Baihun was still lying on his favorite wicker chair, frowning in thought.The body shook slightly.

Leng Baihun is a bald old man in his 60s or [-]s. He has a yellow face and beardless, tall and fat body, with a big belly. He is wearing a purple brocade robe. He looks like a wealthy merchant in the world.

Only when he was thinking.From time to time, strange green lights flashed in his eyes, which looked quite evil and made people shudder.

On his wide and fat palm, squatted a palm-sized toad. Its skin was a rare blue color. If you looked carefully, there were many golden spots in the blue color, which looked weird and hideous.

Toad squatted in his palm, seemingly obediently closing his eyes and dozing off.But from time to time, there was a sharp scream.

Leng Baihun's other palm gently stroked it from time to time, looking like a precious treasure. In fact, this toad is indeed a rare insect monster named star frog. The poison contained in the body.No small matter.

Outside him, strange and ferocious insects and beasts roared.One after another, there was a disgusting stench in the air, but no discomfort could be seen on Leng Baihun's face.

Behind him, there are dozens of houses with deep grass and trees.In addition, there is a vast white mist, which is difficult to see through with the naked eye.

The sound of rustling footsteps came from deep in the fog ahead.

The voice was a little hurried, and the visitor seemed a little excited.

Not long.A tall young man appeared in front of Leng Baihun.

This person was dressed in a flowered dress, and he looked a little evil, coupled with the beaming eyebrows and the smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment, he looked a little frivolous no matter what.

His name is Li Feibai, he is Leng Baihun's big disciple, he has a half-step Nascent Soul cultivation base, nicknamed Little Poison Dragon, he has a cold and evil heart, and has caused many disasters, but fortunately he has a teacher in the middle of Nascent Soul Backing, otherwise it would have been slaughtered.

"Teacher, there is good news for the world. The Soul Clan was defeated by Yujingcheng, and returned home after being defeated by the five major factions of Yujingcheng. Even Gui Canyang was injured."

Li Feibai was elated, but he still remembered to hand over a jade slip respectfully.

After Leng Baihun took it, he repeated it carefully and looked at it several times, his eyes flickering.

"Is the news reliable?"

Leng Baihun's voice was low, and with a movement of strength, he crushed the jade slip into powder.

Li Feibai said: "Second Junior Brother passed it back from Cangbai Mountain. The monks staying there are all monks responsible for inquiring about the news. They have already obtained the news through their own channels. There should be no mistakes. The second junior brother also verified it with the disciples of the Taiyi Sect."

Hearing the last sentence, Leng Baihun's gloomy face calmed down, he let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his brows slightly.

After thinking for a while, Leng Baihun's pupils tightened, and he asked coldly, "How long will it take for the fruits of those plants to mature?"

"About eight years."

Li Feibai's eyes were slightly confused, and he didn't understand why his teacher suddenly asked about this matter.

Leng Baihun nodded, and said flatly: "Eight years later, after taking the fruit of the Jiaowei grass, we will leave the Evil Dragon Valley and take refuge in the Burial God Sea."

"Ah, why did the teacher do this? Isn't the soul clan defeated?"

Li Feibai asked curiously.

"You do not understand!"

Leng Baihun sneered and said: "The battle at that level is beyond your imagination, and even I am not qualified to participate. Among the monks in the Guyuan Mountains, even Ji Baiyi and Taoist Yuelong cannot be under the hands of that old ghost." How long does it last, after that old ghost recovers from his injuries, he will definitely come back, and if they can't capture Yujing City, they will naturally plan to attack other places, and it's only a matter of time before they come to the Guyuan Mountains."

Li Fei nodded in vain.

Leng Baihun continued: "As long as that old ghost is still alive, or if he sets foot in the starry sky and never returns, this catastrophe will not be counted as the past."

"The teacher's eyes are like a torch, and his words are polite!"

Li Feibai flattered with a smile.

"Stop flattering, go to work! Take care of those Jiaowei plants, if something goes wrong, I will never forgive you!"

Leng Baihun's face is indifferent, and at his level, he has already concealed his heart extremely tightly. The most common emotion is moodiness.

"is teacher!"

Li Feibai smiled, saluted awkwardly, and walked into a room not far away.

Leng Baihun was still lying on the rattan chair, stroking the star frog, his expression relaxed a lot.

Time passed extremely quickly, and soon it was half an hour.

Sudden.Leng Baihun's eyes suddenly flashed, he looked in the direction of Taniguchi, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Hefang, come here, it's an extraordinary time. I don't see any outsiders in Evil Dragon Valley, please forgive Leng I'm not entertaining you anymore."

Just now, his consciousness suddenly felt a powerful monk's breath coming to the entrance of his dragon valley.

"Fellow Daoists, why should you reject people thousands of miles away? I came here just to make a deal with you. It doesn't matter if you enter the valley or not."

The voice of the people outside the valley came from afar.The voice should be that of a man, but the voice is a bit gloomy, not like a kind person.

Leng Baihun's divine sense has already seen that Guwai is a strange early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, with a thin body and ordinary appearance, and does not look outstanding.

He doesn't have the cold and evil aura of the soul race on his body, so he shouldn't be a human monk who has been seized by the soul race.

"Your Excellency is very interested. At this time, I am still in the mood to make a deal. But before talking about the deal, please clarify your identity first."

Leng Baihun was expressionless. In this extraordinary period when monks were fleeing one after another, suddenly a person came to the door to make a deal, and a fool would think it was weird.

"This period of time is indeed a little bit bad, but the cultivation still has to continue. Li Mosheng is just a casual cultivator wandering on the mainland. You must have never heard of it, but you only need to know about my deal. For you and me Both of them are good. That's enough? I only have the cultivation base of Yuan Ying's early stage, not as good as fellow daoist, and this is the territory of fellow daoist, are you still worried that I will be bad for you?"

The visitor stood outside the valley entrance all along, talking with Leng Baihun, but did not come in.

Li Mosheng?

Leng Baihun frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't have any impression. He pondered for a moment and asked, "What kind of deal do fellow Taoists want?"

Li Mosheng said: "Friend Daoist is a wood-type monk, and I happen to have a top-grade wood-type spirit stone in my hand, which is most suitable for Daoists to use. I don't know if you have the best water spirit stone in your hand. If so, we will exchange it on an equal basis." , if not, turn around and leave immediately, without wasting everyone's time."

Hearing the top-quality wood spirit stone, Leng Baihun's eyes lit up, flashed a greedy look, and then said with an evil smile: "Your Excellency is so courageous, just reveal your wealth to me casually, so you don't have to worry about me robbing you." Is it the best wood spirit stone?"

Li Mosheng laughed and said: "Since I dare to say it, I naturally have the means to keep it. If fellow Taoists don't believe it, just do it. If you really can't keep this thing, at worst, you will explode your soul. I will go on the road together with this top-quality wood spirit stone." that is."

This person's carefree, fearless tone made Leng Baihun dare not underestimate him.

Leng Baihun remained silent. In his hand, he did have a top-quality water spirit stone, which he could not use. If he could replace it with a top-quality wood spirit stone, it would indeed be a good deal, although it would not make any money, but it would be convenient for him. business.

After deliberating for a moment, Leng Baihun said: "Fellow Daoist, please come in, I do have a top-grade water spirit stone in my hand, which can be exchanged with you."

"It's better to invite fellow daoists to come out and exchange with me. My cultivation base is shallow, and you are really not blessed to endure the miasma and poisonous fog of the evil dragon valley."

Li Mosheng seemed careless, but he seemed to be quite cautious in his heart.

Leng Baihun released his consciousness out of the valley, checked carefully, and found no trace of anyone else, finally stood up and walked out of the valley.

Outside the valley, the two of them looked at each other from a distance of twenty or thirty zhang, and their eyes were a bit wary.

Li Mosheng was the first to take out his top-quality wood spirit stone, and verified that he was upright. An unusually strong wood spirit flowed from the blue spirit stone.

Leng Baihun's eyes were complicated, and he slowly took out a piece of blue spirit stone, exuding a strong water spirit.

"Fellow Daoist, how about we shoot the spirit stones at each other together?"

Li Mosheng saw the spirit stone in the opponent's hand, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

"can!"

Leng Baihun thought for a while, then nodded slightly.

Li Mosheng counted three times, and the two shot out the spirit stones in their hands at the same time.

The transaction process was extremely smooth, and the two parties successfully obtained the Lingshi.

"Thank you buddy!"

Li Mosheng put away the top-quality water spirit stone, cupped his hands, and immediately turned and left.

Leng Baihun stared at the back of the other party going away, for some reason, he didn't catch up with him to do something to kill and seize treasures, his eyes looked a little strange, and he said to himself: "This guy's smell, where do I seem to be?" I've heard...could it be some acquaintance disguised himself?"

Leng Baihun is good at poison art, and has a nose, which is far more sensitive than ordinary monks.

After thinking for a moment, Leng Baihun's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It must be that guy, fortunately, he held back and didn't make a move just now, otherwise he doesn't know how he died in the future, but at this moment, he still has the mind to come out and exchange spirit stones , What exactly do you want to do? And you have concealed your identity, as if you don’t want others to know.”

Leng Baihun was puzzled, turned back to the valley, and lay down to rest.

After another two hours, Leng Baihun's eyes suddenly opened, and his consciousness once again felt four or five powerful auras coming out of his own valley, and the aura was cold with a strange evil spirit!

"Soul clan?"

Leng Baihun's face changed, and with a swish, he jumped into the sky, as if he wanted nothing and ran away desperately.

"Can you run?"

High in the sky, a cold and majestic voice suddenly came.

Along with the sound, there was also a big hand that was as black as ink, and it was captured like a black mountain! (To be continued..)