Talisman Emperor

Xihua Feng!

Springs flying waterfalls, pale bamboo, spiritual pills everywhere, rare beasts out there.

Stepping into the mountain, it was like walking into an immortal treasure, Laneige fragrance, Tongxia spirits, clouds, misty, foggy deep, from time to time there are colorful spiritual cranes, birds flying, clear as the sky.

This is Xihua Peak, a hollow land standing on the spiritual vein of the Taoists.

When Chen Xifu stepped onto the mountain path, a thick and thick spiritual force surfaced. It was refreshing. Among them, a hint of the power of the fairy spirit was added. He inhaled the body, feeling like his body was lightly on two or two, and his spirit trembled.

“What an amazing amount of spiritual power. There is a hint of immortality in it. Mortals here, even if they don't practice, are afraid of extending their life expectancy and not invading. And for a monk, being able to dive here is nothing more than a makeover. Why is there no way to find a fairy?” Chen Xixi's heart was stunned and the feeling of the trip was unwavering.

In the Great Chu dynasty, how can there be such intense power? How can there be such a complete rule of heaven? How could there be such a divine cave?

It all looks so different.

“We Xihua peak is 96,000, covering tens of thousands of miles. There are more than 300 natural holes on it. There are countless spiritual fields. All kinds of spiritual materials and psychotropic drugs are spread all over the mountain peaks. If we talk about the ambition of financial resources, Donghua, North China and South China are far from comparable to us. ”

While picking up the steps, Qingyu said proudly, after returning to Xihua Peak, he was like home. Jun-soo's face was full of joy, obviously he had deep feelings for Xihua Peak.

“Brother, you will study here in the future. You can use all kinds of spirits on the peak. Seven of our brothers won't need that much, but...”

Speaking of this, Qing Yu slightly hesitated, shook his head and said, "Forget these worries, just don't mention it, brother, you can practise at the peak with confidence. ”

Chen Xi couldn't help but be mute. The purer he seemed, the more worried he was.

The two of them chatted and drifted towards the summit.

On the way, Chen Xi also finally figured out the situation of Xihua Peak. Before he came, Liu Maniac collected a total of six disciples, and Qingyu ranked sixth, the youngest.

The eldest brother's name is Fire Mueller. He is the descendant of the Melting Fire clan of the ancient Wan clan. He entered with an instrument. The ancestral refinery technique has reached the point of pure green of the furnace fire. He is a skilled large-scale refiner.

The second brother's name is Lu Sheng, and he comes from the Bailings of the ancient Wan ethnic group. He is especially good at various instruments, such as the sound of heaven, and can attract hundreds of birds to the Phoenix and smallpox.

The third brother's name is Yi Dun Zi, he is a human race, he enters the path with chess, he crosses between black and white, chess falls to the heavens and earth, and he becomes a crying ghost.

The fourth brother's name is Duan Yi, and he is a demon repair, stripped from the essence of jade stone, born of sexual spirit, unusual, he is obsessed with calligraphy, unauthorized in all kinds of writing, and proficient in all kinds of ancient languages since ancient times.

The fifth ranking is a nun, named Ah Jiu, who can't blend into one of his paintings with a painting of the heavens and the earth, full of spiritual rhythms, extraordinary meaning, and can even derive all sorts of subtle visions.

“Refiners, sounds, chess, books, paintings… these brothers and sisters, they are truly extraordinary.” After listening to these brothers and sisters, Chen Xi was stunned and muttered.

He was truly surprised that Jiuhua Jianpai was sword-like, and the name of all his brothers and sisters was a fluttering slaughter, but none of them were incredibly good, none of them related to the sword and had to be surprised.

“Hey, that's not true. They're all real geniuses, or they won't be accepted as disciples.” Green rain laughed, and there was a deep admiration in the voice, which was definitely a praise from the heart.

“The opportunity to be sure to see.” Chen Xiao laughed, and suddenly he realized that it was also interesting to learn more from these brothers and sisters.

“By the way, Brother Green Rain, what are you good at?” Chen Xiao asked.

“Me?” As soon as it rained green, I was a little embarrassed. "I'm more interested in the platoon layout...”

“Platoon formation?” Chen Xi suddenly measured the blue rain, and he really couldn't see that a guy like Qingyu, who had no quarrel with the world, appeared to be pure goodness, would have a unique love of war.

“Well, yeah, brother, don't laugh at me, I like to line up, but I just use puppets to practice tactics, never thought of waging a war to kill people.” With Chen Xi so staring, the green rain became more and more embarrassing. His head was almost buried on the ground.

“Brother Qingyu, if you practice tactics again, can I watch?” Chen Xiaoqiao, whether it's a refiner, a chess book painting, or a tactic, is the kind of door he has never been in deep contact with. He is really curious how these brothers and sisters practiced it.

“Sure, anytime.” Qing Yu promised quickly, and obviously he was happy that what he loved could be appreciated by Chen Xi.

The two of them walked and chatted, unconsciously, to the summit of Xihua Peak.

There is no palace at the summit of Xihua Peak, there is no scaly complex, there are dense forests, there is Bihu, there is flower sea... In short, there is no house, as if no one lived there.

“We Xihua Peak admire nature, and all our brothers and sisters have their own cave cultivation. As for the beautiful temples, we Xihua Peak do not have any.” Qingyu said, "If you are not used to living in the cave, you can build your own palace here, no one will stop you. ”

“No, just a place to stay.” Chen Xi smiled and looked around, "By the way, where is the cultivation place of the master? ”

Green rain showered, scratching his head, “The teacher honored him rarely appeared on Xihua Peak. Most of the time, he was happy outside. Like this time, he brought you back, but the teacher honored you for the first time in nine years back to Zongmen. ”

“He doesn't care about you?” Chen Xiaozheng was stunned and felt that Liu Maniac, a teacher of honor, was quite a different kind. Regardless of his apprentice, he went on a leisure trip instead.

“The Master said that a person has a path, if he doesn't know what he wants to learn, he can go to Wuhua Feng and choose from the Cabinet. In short, it's up to us to work on our own.” Green rain laughed.

“Well, that's good too, Master leads the way in and looks at the individual.” Chen Xi nodded and Liu Xi was a different kind of person, but his point of view was that Chen Xi was quite agreeable.

“Let's go, I'll take you to see the brothers first, and I'll help you settle the cave later.” Qingyu Xingchung said, “At this time, they must be on the edge of the sword sink. ”

“Sword pool? Nice name...” Chen Xiran.

However, a moment later, when the blue rain brought him to a steep cliff, his eyebrows frowned and said, "Brother Green Rain, is there anyone else on Xihua Peak besides our seven brothers? ”

“Ah?” As soon as it rained green, it seemed to remind me of something. “Yes, and a lot. As you know, there are a huge number of fax disciples from Donghua, South China, and North China. Some disciples have no place to live, just...”

“Coming to our Xihua Peak?” Chen Xi frowned.

“Exactly, there is no way. When they come, we can't throw people out. After all, they are one and the same...” Qingyu grinned and explained in a low voice.

“Well, I see, Big Brother. They seem to be in some trouble. Let's go check it out.” Chen Xi interrupted.

“Trouble?” Green rain is still silly. The next moment, others have been carried by Chen Xi, turned into a ray of light, and plundered away towards that steep cliff in the distance.

Boom!

On the edge of the sword wash pool, the thousands of tall waterfalls fall from the steep cliffs, such as the Nine Days Down Galaxy, splashes of water, sounds like dragon barks, and pounds of atmosphere.

The sword wash pool is a thousand acres wide, with clear water quality and spiritual light, like a pool of spiritual liquid jade dew. This is the most spiritual place in Xihua Peak, with a unique sky, Zhong Lingxiu.

There is also a vast sea of flowers nearby, rising and falling, full of strange flowers, swaying in the wind, bathed in a misty mist, embroidered and magnificent.

From a distance, the scenery is as picturesque as the hiding place of the fairy.

At this point, however, there was a quarrel and a rumbling.

“Too much! I, Xihua Feng, have kindly left you to practice here, but you must not only rob us of our hidden habitat, but now take this sword sink as your own. This is unbelievable! ”

By the sword wash pool, a strong man with messy hair drank with anger. He had to be red and thick, his naked upper body stretched, and he had a tough, bronzy shine that looked quite robust.

Behind him stood three men and one woman, all angry at the same time.

Opposite them stood more than a dozen people, stars clustered around a young man in a purple shirt, narrow eyes and thin as a hemp rod.

“Hit the iron! Who are you yelling at?” Seeing the strong man roar, none of these people laughed indifferently, ignoring each other's anger.

“You guys go! I don't want you greedy little people on West Hua Peak!” The mighty man waved a giant hammer in his hand, drank loudly, sounded thunderous and unmatched.

“Humph, this sword sink belongs to our land now. If you want to leave, you too. How can it be worthy of this treasure like you losers? It's a tyranny! ”

“Who says no, you" Sihua Peak Six Idiots "can disgrace my Jiuhua Sword pie face. If I were you, I'd just wipe my neck and commit suicide. ”

“Get the fuck out of here and get beat up! ”

A group of people snorted, or sarcastic, or threatened. Seven mouths shouted without any courtesy. Five people with a straight breath trembled, and their anger was unstoppable.

“You... you are so shameless, aren't you afraid that my master will come back and blame you!” The strong man bit his teeth and was angry with the blues on his forehead.

“Enough! Uncle Liu hasn't come back for nine years. I've forgotten all about you trash.” The young man in the purple robe who hasn't talked all of a sudden snorted, “Finally give you a chance to leave yourself, or let me wait to ‘send' you scum away? ”

The strong man and others were dazzled, utterly speechless, and the colour of a god was bleak.

They just want to practise in peace on their own path of mindfulness, they have no quarrel with the world, they never want to be artificially evil thoughts. Where did they ever think that their kindness and kindness had such an evil effect on themselves?

… is there really no pure earth in this world that can withstand itself?

Watching Purple Robe youth climb into the face of ridicule, they feel unprecedented blindness and loss and heartbreak.

“Who says my disciples at West Hua Peak are a bunch of losers?” At this time, an indifferent and cold voice sounded all over the heavens and the earth, like thunder, blowing up the eardrums of everyone present to tear apart.