A seal of immortality

Chapter 67 Ning Leshan

Ping'an County is one of the nine counties in Ningzhou. It is located in the west of Ningzhou. It has an average area and a medium-sized population. However, in terms of wealth, Ping'an County is undoubtedly the first among the nine counties.

Guangyun City is one of the three important towns in Ping'an County. It is a small city with a population of only a few hundred thousand. It is surrounded by mountains on two sides and a lake on one side. The environment is beautiful. The Jialing River leading to Qingzhou passes through the center of the city. Several other main water and land roads also pass through this place, and the traffic is extremely developed. It can be called a water transport hub and an important place for business. Every year, countless business and tourists pass by, which greatly promotes local economic and trade activities.
There is Ningle Mountain tens of miles north of Guangyun City. The whole mountain is hundreds of feet high. A veil of mystery was put on.

Some daring villagers have ventured into it several times in an attempt to meet the immortals. What makes the villagers feel strange is that they will lose their way every time they go in, and they can't come out until they are exhausted from hunger.

After many failures, none of the villagers dared to venture into the mist, and told their family and neighbors not to break into the top of the mountain at will.

On this day, in a forest at the foot of Ningle Mountain, a boy of sixteen or seventeen was sitting cross-legged under a dense tree, eating dry food in his mouth, and a map in front of him. The boy was Wang Changsheng .

After leaving Chenjiacun, Wang Changsheng kept on driving day and night, and finally arrived at Ningle Mountain after a few days, but he didn't know if the Ningzhou small meeting was over.

But even if the Ningzhou small meeting is over, Wang Changsheng will not regret it, because the harvest is too great. According to Wang Changsheng's estimation, the immortal cultivators who established Chenjiacun are likely to be foundation-establishing cultivators.

The storage bag given by the old man actually contained more than 20 mid-level spirit stones, three of which were wind spirit stones, and more than ten magical artifacts. A red bead can still be used. In addition, there is a token with a gossip pattern engraved on it, and I don't know what it represents.

These things overturned Wang Changsheng's previous speculation. The monk who established Chenjia Village was either from the Xiuxian family or a disciple of a certain sect. It is absolutely impossible for casual cultivators to have such a rich net worth. Qian Lingshi, and more than a dozen magical artifacts, why should they live in seclusion in the barren hills where the aura is weak? After thinking about it, the only reason that can be explained is to avoid the enemy.

If this is the case, then the enemy's power is not ordinary, otherwise he would not be hiding in the remote barren hills.

But in this way, the magic weapon in the storage bag might not be easily used in front of people, and Wang Changsheng didn't want to have anything to do with this person.

"This fellow Taoist, you are also here to attend the Ningzhou small meeting!" Just as Wang Changsheng was deep in thought, a crisp voice came from behind him. It seemed that the speaker was not very old.

Wang Changsheng looked back and saw a blue-clothed youth with delicate features and slightly fair skin standing not far behind him, with a cultivation level of about eight levels of Qi Refining.

"Exactly, why, are you also here to attend the Ningzhou meeting?" Wang Changsheng nodded, looked the boy up and down, and asked casually.

"That's right! I'm at Zhao Xiaoshan on the Lower Qingmu Cliff, I don't know which family you are from," the young man said while walking towards Wang Changsheng.

"Qingmuya? Your surname is Zhao?" Wang Changsheng's face changed slightly when he heard the words. If he remembered correctly, the residence of Ningzhou's No. [-] Immortal Cultivator Family was in Qingmuya. Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng looked at the young man's clothes. Sure enough, he saw a blue wooden pattern on his left chest, which was the family emblem of the Zhao family.

"Changsheng, King of Fumo Mountain," he thought in his heart, and Wang Changsheng also reported his background.

"Fumoshan Wang's family?" Zhao Xiaoshan showed a thoughtful look when he heard this.

"Fellow Daoist, don't think about it too much. The Wang family I'm in is just a small family. It's normal that you haven't heard of it," Wang Changsheng said lightly.

Yueyang County, the poorest place in Ningzhou, has more than a dozen Xiuxian families, not to mention the other eight counties. There are probably nearly a hundred Xiuxian families, large and small. In this way, only those famous Xiuxian families are widely known. , and only these cultivating families have clan emblems.

"It's okay, it's fate that we can meet here. If fellow Taoists don't mind, let's go visit the door together?" Zhao Xiaoshan said with a smile.

"Of course, but I only know that the Ningzhou small meeting is held in Ningle Mountain. I don't know where it is on the mountain. Do you know where the entrance is?" Zhao Xiaoshan's words made Wang Changsheng feel good, and his tone of voice was, Also more easy-going.

"I heard from my Seventeenth Brother that the entrance is at the top of Ningle Mountain. I don't know if it's true or not. Let's go and have a look!" Zhao Xiaoshan said excitedly.

Of course Wang Changsheng would not object, and walked towards the top of the mountain with Zhao Xiaoshan.

"By the way, Wang Daoyou must have brought a lot of items for exchange when he came to Ningzhou Xiaohui this time! Can you tell me, let me listen and see if there is anything I need. Let me talk about myself first. s things."

"I brought ten fireball talismans, twenty dozen blank talisman papers, three fire snake talismans, five pieces of 20-year refined iron, three 50-year-old seven-star grass, a piece of century-old iron wood, two bottles of cinnabar, and [-]-year-old A stalk of magnolia grass, a bunch of beards of a three-tailed spirit fox, and..." Zhao Xiaoshan said all the things he brought with his fingers.

"Zhao Daoyou, you bring so many things, aren't you afraid that I'll get rich?" Wang Changsheng looked at Zhao Xiaoshan and said with a half-smile.

"Hey, fellow daoist doesn't look like that kind of person. Besides, you and I have similar cultivation levels. This is the place where the Ningzhou small meeting is held, and our Zhao family took the lead in organizing the Ningzhou small meeting. I don't want to be a friend. Dare to attack me here," Zhao Xiaoshan said with a smile, full of confidence, and he was quite proud in his words.

"makes sense."

"By the way, Daoyou Wang, you haven't said what you brought here. If there is something I like, let's exchange it now!" Zhao Xiaoshan seemed to remember something, and urged.

"I brought relatively few things, just some elementary talisman seals, which may not suit your wishes," Wang Changsheng said lightly.

"Do you have defensive talismans? I'm looking for a few."

"There are two Vajra Talismans. Do you want them? If you want them, give me three plants of Seven Star Grass." Wang Changsheng thought for a while and said. Although this Zhao family boy brought a lot of things, the only thing Wang Changsheng was interested in was making paper talismans. The Seven Star Grass, the reason why he is willing to exchange with Zhao Xiaoshan is just that he thinks that the other party is a good person and wants to form a good relationship.

"Vajra Talisman? That's great, here it is. This is the seven-star grass you want," Zhao Xiaoshan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took out three palm-sized green grasses from his storage bag, and handed them to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng also took out two Vajra Talismans and handed them to Zhao Xiaoshan.

After the exchange was completed, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two gradually heated up.

Before they knew it, the two came to the top of the mountain, and there was a large fog in front of them, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

"It turned out to be a small mist formation, which can't trouble me," Zhao Xiaoshan observed carefully for a while, and said somewhat proudly.

"Zhao Daoyou, do you know how to break the formation?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng asked expectantly.

"Of course, this is just a simple illusion array. It's okay to fool ordinary people. It can't deal with us immortal cultivators. Come with me." After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaoshan walked in first.

Out of caution, Wang Changsheng took a water mask talisman for himself, and followed him inside.

Although he couldn't see the road ahead, relying on his spiritual sense, he could feel Zhao Xiaoshan was ahead, and he didn't know how Zhao Xiaoshan could see the road ahead clearly.

(End of this chapter)