The heavens: pushing across all realms

In the flickering yellow light, Granny Xin's crutch suddenly hit Feng Ji's arm!

Feng Ji sneered, without any fancy magic, he raised his leg and kicked it out!

Bang!

The crutch was kicked away violently, and Feng Ji swayed and punched him.

On his fist, there was a faint blood surge. When he punched out, the air roared and vibrated, and the air waves rolled over.

Grandma Xin's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly pulled the crutch and held it in front of her.

Click!

With one punch, Feng Ji smashed the crutch, which looked like iron but not iron, like wood but not wood.

The terrifying force of blood made Granny Xin's arms tremble wildly, her mouth groaned in pain, and her body was hit by the force and she slid backwards ten meters away!

Boom!

As soon as he retreated, he hit the nearby stone wall, and the stone exploded and fell with a crash.

Grandma Xin screamed, vomiting blood, her face was sluggish, and her pupils were full of horror.

"You...are you a body-refining monk?"

Granny Xin exclaimed, with blood at the corner of her mouth, and quickly got up.

Feng Ji sneered: "Do you think I'm still qualified now?"

Granny Xin's face changed, and she finally lowered her head and said: "The little demon has eyes and cannot recognize Mount Tai. It has offended Master Jin Dan. Please forgive me."

She looked at her broken crutch and felt heartbroken.

That strange weapon, a magic weapon she had been practicing for a long time and a foundation-level magic weapon, could not withstand this man's random punch.

I have been hunting geese all day long, but today I was blinded by a goose peck.

This person is definitely a golden elixir body refining monk. Although this kind of monk is not as powerful as the golden elixir qi refining monk, he is not someone he can offend.

After all, she is just a transformed little demon in the foundation building stage.

Seeing her lowering her head to beg for mercy, Feng Ji put away his temper and said calmly: "Get up, I have many things to ask you."

"Please tell me, real person."

"Where is this place?"

"Guangping Mansion, Huya Mountain."

"Who calls the shots here?"

"Everything on the mountain is decided by the mountain god Pei Zhenjun."

"Tell me about this Mr. Pei Zhen."

Granny Xin quickly said: "Pei Zhenjun is a core-forming tiger demon from Huya Mountain. He is in charge of Huya Mountain and controls the demons within a hundred miles of Huya Mountain. He is the land city god. The patrol envoys must give him face."

Feng Ji raised his brows, "The elixir-forming tiger demon is comparable to the golden elixir stage?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped into this world, there would be a golden elixir demon sitting on any hilltop.

This world is more dangerous than he imagined.

It seems that we must find a way to restore mana as soon as possible and hit the Nascent Soul realm.

Feng Ji's thoughts changed and he asked again: "Is there any immortal sect nearby?"

Granny Xin shook her head and smiled bitterly: "The Taoist Immortal Sect comes and goes freely, and occasionally has inheritance, but it is kept secret, so how can others know about it. Besides, since it is an Immortal Sect, it will naturally not take a fancy to little monsters like us, and we can usually hide away. , will there be any contact?"

Feng Ji glanced at her and said, "You don't claim to follow the orthodox method, and you are not evil, so what should you be afraid of?"

Granny Xin glanced at him and said resentfully: "Just because we practice orthodox methods and are respected as spiritual beasts by the world, some evil sects will try to detain us and make us spiritual pets."

Feng Ji glanced at her and understood that the old woman had something to say. She was clearly talking about occupying his daughter Xin Shisi Niang.

At that moment, he sneered: "Don't worry, your daughter will return it to you, and I won't be so miserable."

Granny Xin was immediately overjoyed, and Niang Xin, who was beside her, also looked surprised.

"Thank you, the Immortal. Thank you, the Immortal."

The two demons hurriedly knelt down to thank them. Feng Ji waved his hand and said, "Bring the [Howling Moon Picture] you practiced and let me have a look."

Granny Xin did not hesitate. In her opinion, Feng Ji was already at the golden elixir stage, so naturally she looked down on their demon cultivation methods.

After a while, she returned to the room and fetched a picture scroll.

Feng Ji took the scroll, flicked it, and opened it.

But in the scroll, there was a picture of a silver wolf roaring at the moon and swallowing inner elixirs.

Feng Ji took one look, and his whole mind was immediately attracted. The silver wolf seemed to come to life. He raised his head on the edge of the cliff and roared at the full moon. An inner elixir spit out, pulling the moonlight, hesitatingly. !

Feng Ji immediately noticed that the mana in his body began to flow rapidly following the visualization diagram.

In the blink of an eye, the magic power circulated for a week, and instead of going through the injured meridians in the body, it found another way, and a brand new meridians route appeared!

Feng Ji immediately opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and when he stretched out his hand, his magic power transformed into a ball of flame.

But I saw that the flame was silvery white, with a faint cold power flowing around it.

"Law of Taiyin!"

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows. This [Howling Moon Picture] swallowed moonlight and was born with magic power that contained the law of the lunar moon!

Feng Ji suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect it to be very consistent with the rules I understood."

His heart moved slightly. This technique was quite suitable for him to practice in his current state.

By using this skill to accumulate mana, if the level of the Taiyin Law can be raised, it may be possible to force out the power of these gray alien laws.

Of course, if we can figure out what these gray alien laws are, we can have better ways to deal with them.

Feng Ji returned the [Xiao Yue Tu] to the other party and asked: "Where did your technique come from?"

"It was handed down from our ancestors and I heard it was painted by an accomplished human being." Granny Xin answered honestly.

Feng Ji nodded slightly. At first glance, this painting was painted by a master. The artistic conception in the painting can directly attract the viewer's mind and guide the viewer's thoughts.

He had already meditated on this visualization picture at this time, and there was no need to keep the original painting, so he immediately returned it to the other party.

"Giggle--"

In the mountains and fields, the sound of cockcrows came again, and the sky showed the white color of fish belly.

Feng Ji said in a deep voice: "Are you seducing human men just to experience the seven emotions and six desires and overcome the catastrophe of inner demons during the pill formation?"

Grandma Xin pointed her finger to the sky and said, "If the little demon tells any lies, his soul will be driven away."

Feng Ji snorted and said, "Okay, I'll trust you this time. If you let me know that you are doing harm to others, don't blame me for coming back to do justice for heaven!"

After saying that, Feng Ji turned around and left.

He took a step forward and saw that the house and courtyard behind him suddenly disappeared.

In the morning light, there were still mass graves behind him. In a cave underground, an old fox and a group of little foxes were bowing to him.

Among the group of little foxes, there was a red fox with lively eyes, looking at Feng Ji with an inexplicable expression.

A burst of white mist blew in, obscuring Feng Ji's sight.

When the fog cleared, the entire nest of foxes suddenly disappeared.

Feng Ji shook his head and walked through the mass graves under the faint light of the sky. After a while, he came to the mountain road.

After walking dozens of steps down the mountain, I saw a desolate ancient temple. The temple was overgrown with weeds, and it seemed that no one had been in or out for a long time.

Feng Ji went in and took a look, but didn't find any plaque and didn't know what kind of temple it was.

He shook his head, left the ruined temple, followed the winding path, and came down the mountain in a short time.

But dozens of miles away from the foot of the mountain, a city was built against the mountain. Smoke was rising from many villages nearby.

Feng Ji thought about the situation he was facing.

"It's not surprising that those monsters don't know the division of monks' power in the human world. It seems that they have to go to the human world to know the distribution of monks and whether there is any sect inheritance."

"The most urgent task now is to find a way to resolve the injuries in my body."

"I don't know how long it will take to understand the Law of Taiyin just by relying on this [Howling Moon Diagram]."

Understanding a law is not something you just talk about casually.

Feng Ji has traveled through the heavens and has rich experience. Now the only power of intermediate laws that he can understand is the law of blood.

As for the other major laws, they are only in the preliminary stage and have just reached the threshold.

Understanding this law requires understanding and opportunity. Naturally, he cannot place his hope on it.

It's best for you to find other ways to solve the problem of the alien law in your body.

If you want to find a solution, you have to find a human monk.

By the time Feng Ji arrived in front of the city, a red sun had already risen in the east, the morning glow dyed the sky red, and people who got up early were already walking on the official road.

Feng Ji followed the flow of people and came to the city gate. He looked up and saw the three characters "Guangping County" written on the city gate.

"Cooking cakes! Freshly baked cooking cakes!"

"Selling candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick."

"Baozi, Baozi just came out of the cage!"

…

On the streets in the city, many vendors were walking around shouting, and some shops opened early and were already attracting customers.

Some hardworking men also got up early to go to work and hurriedly took a bite outside the porridge and steamed bun shops.

The strong atmosphere of life made Feng Ji feel much more relaxed.

Looking along the way, he found that among the traffickers and lackeys in the city, there were many Jianghu people with swords coming and going.

After just a slight feeling, Feng Ji found that these people's Qi and blood were very strong, and their inner breath was even longer.

After looking at a few people in the martial arts world, I found that they all had the same cultivation as Fei Bin and others in the Swordsman.

Feng Ji was a little surprised, and after thinking about it for a moment, he understood the reason.

"This world's spiritual energy is so rich, it is easier to achieve results even if you practice martial arts."

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly a person came out from the left side and said with a smile: "Sir, is this your first time in Guangping County? Do you need a guide?"

Feng Ji turned to look at the man, only to see that he was shaped like a bamboo pole, wearing a sweat scarf on his head. He was in his forties and had a flattering look on his face.

"How did you know it was my first time here?"

"Hey, young master, I have been guarding the gate of the city all year round. Most of the people who come and go are familiar to me. Whenever an outsider comes, I can recognize him at a glance."

"If I see you, you are such a tall and tall figure, and you are so handsome and talented, it is impossible for me to forget you."

He was good at speaking. Feng Ji smiled slightly and asked, "What's your name?"

"The villain's surname is Lin. He is the eldest in the family. Everyone calls him Lin Da."

Feng Ji nodded and asked: "Lin Da, are there any Taoists in Guangping County?"

"That's what you're asking about. Within the ten-mile radius of Guangping County, there is no Taoist temple, large or small, inside or outside the city that I, Lin Da, don't know about."

Feng Ji flipped his wrist, took out a broken piece of silver, and said, "These days, you can take me to visit nearby Taoist temples. This is the deposit."

Lin Da was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly caught the silver. After weighing it, he estimated that it was more than ten taels. He was overjoyed and said quickly: "Don't worry, sir. I will take you to visit the nearby Taoist temples and leave no trace behind."

Feng Ji nodded and said: "Okay, let's start with the Taoist temples in the county."

"Come on, sir, in terms of scale, the Taoist temple in Guangping County is undoubtedly Qingsong Temple. As for temples, it has to be Guangyun Temple. Which one should we go to first?"

Feng Ji asked: "Have you been to these two families?"

"Of course I've been there. A few years ago, I asked Taoist Taoist Qingsongguan for his talisman water."

"Then which one do you think is more effective?"

"Well... well... I don't dare to talk nonsense. Taoist Lord and Buddha are both offended by me."

Feng Ji sneered: "Am I the one you can offend?"

Lin Da's face changed slightly, and he quickly said with a flattering smile: "How dare you offend the young master? In terms of effectiveness, everyone says that Qingfeng Temple is more effective."

Feng Ji grinned and said: "Lead the way to Qingfeng Temple!"

"yes."

At that moment, Lin Da took Feng Ji and rushed all the way to the west gate of the city.

Lin Daodao: "It is said that Qingfeng Temple was built by the previous dynasty. It is said that there was a Qingfeng Taoist from the previous dynasty who passed by our Guangping County. It happened that there were monsters in Guangping County at that time. The Qingfeng Taoist helped the then county magistrate. , cast spells to catch monsters, and finally caught a colorful tiger monster."

"In order to commemorate the Qingfeng Taoist, the county magistrate and the local people built this Taoist temple and erected a monument for the Qingfeng Taoist."

"Later I heard someone say that the Taoist lived in Qingfengguan until one day, he told his disciples that his deadline was approaching in three days, but he was invited by the underworld to serve as the city god of Guobei Village next door, so that his disciples would not have to Have a big funeral.”

"Sure enough, three days later, Taoist Master Qingfeng passed away. At night, a Taoist got up and heard the music playing in the temple. It was very lively. The Taoist took a peek and saw the dead Taoist Qingfeng and Yi Gan, whom he did not recognize. The characters exchanged glasses and drank wine, so frightened that he fainted on the spot."

"It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that he was discovered. He told others about it, but they didn't believe it. The man ran to the mourning hall and was shocked to find that the mourning hall was still the same, and there was no banquet at all."

"Everyone has said that the guests invited to Taoist Qingfeng's dinner were not human guests, but ghost messengers from the underworld. They specially performed a farewell ceremony for him as the city god."

Feng Ji heard this with interest and asked, "Then the Qingfeng Temple became more popular?"

"Exactly." Lin Da nodded quickly.

Feng Ji smiled and said that these were just Taoist marketing tactics and didn't care.

"Is there anything else strange happening in Qingfeng Temple?"

"Yes, I heard that Qingfeng Temple has three wonders, which is why this Taoist temple is famous."

"Oh? Tell me in detail."

"Yes, one of the three wonders of Qingfeng Temple is a white peony, which is five feet tall and as high as a house beam. It blooms in full bloom every spring and summer."

"The second wonder is a winter-resistant tree that blooms in winter. The flowers bloom all over the tree, just like a layer of crimson snow."

"The third wonder is the incorruptible dharma body of Taoist Master Qingfeng in the temple. It is a statue of the dharma body that everyone calls a living god. There are countless people who go to burn incense in front of the statue every day. The queue is like A dragon, I heard that whatever you ask for will be answered, how many of you are successful?"

Feng Ji also became interested after hearing what Lin Da said about the three wonders.

He didn't care too much about the peonies, winter-resistant trees and other landscapes, but he did find the so-called incorruptible Dharma Body, responsive to requests, interesting.

If you really want to be able to respond to your requests, I am afraid that if you come to this Taoist temple, you will really have some Taoist practices.

While talking, the two of them had arrived at Qingfeng Temple.

Sure enough, as Lin Da said, this temple was very lively with people coming and going.

On both sides of the door, there are rows of green pines and shade trees.

Almost every big tree was tied with red ropes and other prayer objects.

"Sir, this is Qingfeng Temple."

Lin Da pointed at the gate of the Taoist temple. Feng Ji climbed up the steps and saw that the Taoist temple was really not small in size.

Just when Feng Ji glanced at it, his footsteps paused slightly, showing a look of surprise.

His eyes were covered with spiritual consciousness, and almost instantly, he saw that there was a demonic aura lingering in the Taoist temple!

"It's interesting. There are monsters hidden in Taoist temples. Could they be monsters raised by Taoists? Or are they transformed into human forms and pretending to be monsters?"

He was thoughtful and strode into the Taoist temple.

Without Lin Da's guidance, Feng Ji followed the evil spirit all the way.

Soon he walked through the front yard and stepped into the backyard. After taking less than two steps, a Taoist stepped forward and stopped Feng Ji.

"Sir, the backyard is our place of spiritual cultivation. If you want to pray, please go to the front yard."

Feng Ji looked at the Taoist and confirmed that he was just a mortal body. He smiled and said, "I heard that there are three wonders in your temple. I want to take a look."

The Taoist hesitated for a moment and said: "The white peonies and winter-resistant trees are both in the central courtyard. If the donor wants to see them, there is no need to go to the backyard."

Feng Ji nodded slightly and said, "Where is the atrium?"

"right here."

Feng Ji really had no intention of going to the backyard, because the evil spirit was not in the backyard, but in the atrium!

He wandered down the corridor and into the atrium.

This trace of demonic energy does not seem to be an evil monster, but a pure and spiritual aura.

After a while, Feng Ji found the place where the evil spirit was. He looked up and saw a group of people dressed as scholars surrounding a big tree, making comments.

"Is this the winter-resistant tree, one of the three wonders of Qingfeng Temple?"

"It's not very grand."

"Brother Zhu, this is wrong. This tree only blooms in winter. Only then can you see the wonderful scenery. There is naturally nothing to see now."

"Brother Huang, you have lived here for almost half a year, right? But have you seen the beauty of the crimson snow on this winter-resistant tree?"

"Hahaha, that's natural. Xiaosheng even wrote a few poems about it."

"Come quickly and let me admire your masterpiece!"

"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it."

The scholar named Huang waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head modestly.

Feng Ji took a closer look at the scholar surnamed Huang, and saw that the scholar's complexion was sallow, his eyes were dark and sluggish, and he had a faint demonic aura circulating around him.

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "He is riddled with demonic aura. This person is obviously lacking in energy and energy. He is obviously overindulging in lust."

He subconsciously thought of Xin Shiniang. Although these monsters had never eaten blood food and said that they were spiritual beasts, they had actually wanted to use human men to experience their seven emotions and six desires and help them overcome the inner demons.

"There must be a demon in this Taoist temple, and it is related to this man named Huang."

Feng Ji took a deep look at the man named Huang, turned around and asked Lin Da: "Why can this scholar live in a Taoist temple?"

Lin Da quickly said: "You can stay at Qingfeng Temple, but you have to pay for it."

Feng Ji asked directly: "I want to stay here tonight, please go and ask for the price."

"Hey, little man, let's go right away."

Lin Da hurriedly ran to the Taoist temple to find someone, while Feng Ji walked towards the group of scholars.

But I saw that the scholars were still pestering the man surnamed Huang to recite poems, but the man surnamed Huang was reluctant.

At this moment, Feng Ji asked: "Young Master Huang refuses to read his poems to everyone. Do you want to read them to others?"

The man surnamed Huang was stunned and turned to look at Feng Ji. Seeing Feng Jisheng's tall and mighty figure, he felt a little uneasy. He just forced a smile and said, "Who is this?"

"My surname is Feng, I'm sorry to bother you. Mr. Huang wrote a poem for this winter-resistant tree, but he refused to recite it. Is he worried that if the poem is not well done, everyone will make fun of him?"

Others immediately said: "Are we such people? Brother Huang, come quickly, we will never make fun of you."

"What kind of mother-in-law can a man do if he reads and writes poetry?"

"Brother Huang, Master Feng is right. Do you look down on us and don't want to read it to us?"

Several people exchanged words, which made Mr. Huang feel embarrassed.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from nowhere, causing the branches of the winter trees to roar and whip over.

Suddenly, several scholars had no time to dodge, and were suddenly hit by branches, grinning in pain.

At the same time, a branch struck Feng Ji on the cheek.

Feng Ji's eyes suddenly focused, and he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the branch.

Click!

He immediately froze his wrist, and the entire branch was instantly broken.

There seemed to be a vague exclamation of ‘ah’.

But no one else heard it. Only Feng Ji sneered and glanced at this winter-resistant tree!

"Where did the strange wind come from?"

"Oh, my face, hiss——"

"The appearance is disfigured. The appearance is disfigured. It's really disappointing."

"Shh, don't say any more. I'm afraid if you or I speak, we'll piss off this winter-resistant tree."

Several scholars muttered a few words and quickly left the area of ​​the winter-resistant tree.

Feng Ji glanced at Naidongshu, then at Scholar Huang, sneered secretly in his heart, and walked away.

After a while, Lin Da hurried back and said, "Sir, everything has been done. This is your room."

He handed over a wooden sign with the room number written on it.

Feng Ji said: "Take me to see the room."

"yes."

Now the two of them arrived at the wing, which was located in the west wing of the first row of the backyard. They could just see the entrance garden of the atrium and backyard.

Feng Ji asked: "Where is Taoist Qingfeng's true body? Take me to see it."

"You come with me."

Lin Da nodded quickly and led Feng Ji towards the main hall in front.

There were still many people in the main hall, but on the high platform in front of the hall, red ropes surrounded an area, inside which was enshrined a statue of the Taoist ancestor. Under the statue, there was a shriveled Taoist body sitting cross-legged.

Lin Daodao: "That is Immortal Qingfeng."

In front of this corpse, Lin Da did not dare to call Taoist Qingfeng directly, and instead addressed him as Immortal.

Feng Ji said nothing and stared at the corpse.

His eyes were covered with spiritual consciousness. He looked at the corpse, and his expression suddenly changed slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.