The Prodigies War

The morning sun poured down and the sky was clear.

In the distance, the hills are green and spacious and clean. In the courtyard, a young girl is sitting on her knees and meditating, and she can swallow the essence of heaven and earth.

The older one is 17 or 18 years old, and the younger one is still wearing open crotch pants.

At this time, experienced villagers have already entered the mountain, either for hunting or to collect miraculous medicine.

Lintian sat in a bamboo and rattan rocking chair in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his posture was relaxed and comfortable. The wind in the morning brought the fresh smell of plants and trees, and the soft morning light was not dazzling, but very comfortable.

Two years.

He has become a "teacher" trusted by the villagers. In front of him, the courtyard is a school, and the young girls in the village are students.

All Lintian had to do was to instruct these students to practice.

At first, the villagers were not at ease, because Lintian looked too young in their eyes, and his Taoist practice had not been repaired, almost like a useless man.

However, with the rapid development of Xiaoxi's cultivation, the villagers finally realized that Lintian, a young man who often gave advice to Xiaoxi, had terrible attainments in cultivation, even if he looked very weak.

So they came to Lintian's house with all kinds of mountain goods and wine, and asked their children to follow Lintian's practice.

Naturally, Lintian could not refuse. When instructing these young girls to cultivate, he taught them according to their aptitude and solved their doubts.

Even, according to everyone's temperament and root bone, we teach them different Tao and Dharma.

In fact, with his current practice of Taoism, he has mastered the complete inheritance of immortal Taoism belonging to the last era and all kinds of dharmas obtained so far. It has long been one Dharma and ten thousand dharmas. It is absolutely nothing to teach these children to guide the cultivation of imperial figures.

What's more, he is the first top ten thousand Taoist ancestors in all ages!

The progress of these young girls was obvious, and even exceeded the expectations of many villagers. They were overjoyed. When they treated Lintian, they all respected and were kind to him from the bottom of their hearts, and regarded him as their own people.

In this regard, village head Wuchuan is also gratified and often laments that after these young people grow up, their achievements on the avenue will be higher and farther than their elders.

"No, village head, they are trapped near the falling God Lake by a big demon!" Suddenly, a loud cry of panic and anxiety sounded in the distance, breaking the quiet and tranquil atmosphere.

Fall into the pool of God!

The young girls all sat up in the yard.

"Don't be distracted. Keep practicing. I'll have a look."

In the rocking chair, Lin Xun rose up, and his indifferent voice rang through the field, as if with the power to reach the hearts of the people, calming the young girls.

"Brook, help me take care of this place." Lintian looked at the stream.

"Yes!"

In the past two years, the brook has become a pretty girl, with a young posture, beautiful and lively, and no more ignorant and childish.

Shua!

At the next moment, Lintian disappeared out of thin air.

"The place of tuoshentan has been a fierce place since ancient times. How can the village head and them be trapped there? It's too dangerous..."

As soon as Lin Xun left, the young girls in the courtyard began to talk, and many people were worried.

"Do you think master Lin can do it?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

Master Lin!

This is what the young girls in the village called Lintian.

"I heard from my father that although master Lin has mastered all kinds of magical inheritance and unimaginable wisdom, his injury is too serious. He has been in our village for two years and has not completely healed up yet."

Someone whispered, "it is said that when the village head talked about master Lin, they all felt very sorry. They thought that the injury he suffered was very likely to hurt Daoji. I'm afraid it's difficult to repair in this life."

"So, can't master Lin?"

"Who knows, in the past two years, no one has ever seen master Lin shoot. What's more, he's hurt now. Even if he used to be very powerful, now... Alas!"

Although these young girls had great respect and admiration for Lintian and regarded him as a teacher, they all knew about Lintian's injury. They had never seen Lintian fight in the past two years, which made them lack of confidence in Lintian's action.

"Otherwise, let's go together. There are many people and great strength. We can always help!"

It was proposed.

"Nonsense!"

The big eyes of Lingling in the stream stared and shouted, "when master Lin left, he said let's concentrate on cultivation. Whoever dares to think nonsense again, I'll do it!"

The crowd immediately shut up.

Two years later, the current stream is like the head of these young girls. It has been invincible among its peers and has great prestige.

"Since brother Daoyuan decided to fight, he must be able to save grandpa and them safely!" The brook murmured in my heart.

When there was no one, she still liked to call brother Lintian Daoyuan.

……

Fall into the pool of God.

It is surrounded by blood mist all the year round. Since ancient times, it is regarded as a forbidden area.

A long time ago, a big man from Qingliu city came to visit, but after entering the bloody tuoshentan area, he never came back and never appeared again.

This incident even caused a sensation in Qingliu city and attracted many monks to explore, but no one dared to get involved in it.

At this time, the village head Wuchuan and seven or eight villagers were trapped in the blood mist, breathing sleepy

It's hard. All one's accomplishments are suppressed by a strange force and can't even move a finger.

"Over... Over..." someone said bitterly.

Before, they were supposed to hunt and kill a monster, but they were lured by the monster and rushed to the area where the falling God lake was located.

When they first wanted to return, it was too late.

It's not their carelessness, but that monster, although only comparable to the cultivation of quasi imperial realm, has the power of bewitching people. Only then can their mind be obscured silently and led here in a confused way.

"Village head, what should I do?" Someone asked, looking at Wuchuan.

Takegawa's resolute face was also covered with haze. After being silent for a long time, he whispered, "what else can we do? We can only... Listen to fate..."

The voice was filled with uncontrollable despair.

Others can't help but feel sad.

Hiss!

Suddenly, a black figure swept out of the thick blood mist and turned into a fierce beast that looked like a lion tiger, but was covered with black scales, oil-green pupils and blood colored one horned head.

Wuchuan they were horrified and recognized at a glance that this was the fierce beast they had chased and killed before——

Black dream tapir!

Buzzing~

As soon as the black dream tapir appeared, a circle of strange dark light appeared all over its fur, saying that the bodies of Wuchuan and others were covered.

After a while, the eyes of Wuchuan and others became dull and their consciousness became confused.

The black dream tapir's pair of green and oily pupils glowed and issued an obscure and low mantra:

"If you go a thousand feet ahead, you will be in the falling God pond. In the deepest place, there is a divine grass that absorbs the power of order. If any of you can help me take it out, I will let you go."

"Go."

The black dream tapir raised its claw and waved it gently. In the blood mist nearby, it immediately separated a path.

Like Wuchuan and others who were manipulated by their minds and spirits, they raised their feet and moved forward along the path like puppets.

The black dream tapir followed.

Before long, a black pool with a range of about 100 feet appeared in the view. Around the pool, there were bones piled up all over the place. They had long been decayed, human shaped and left by the creatures of other ethnic groups. They all fell down. It was chilling for some time.

And above the pool, there are strands of blood mist like the chain of order, which stagnate there, which is strange and frightening.

Fall into the pool of God!

An unknown place of great evil.

The black dream tapir left far away and recited the mantra in a low voice: "use your cultivation and jump into the pool one by one. Remember, don't touch those bloody mist."

Wuchuan and others, unaware of the danger, approached it step by step.

Shua!

But at this time, a sharp figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of Wuchuan and others. It was Lintian.

"Village head, I'll take you back."

His figure was solemn and straight, and he opened his mouth with a smile. A very ordinary and casual sentence could fall into the ears of Wuchuan and others, but it was like the wonderful sound of the avenue, filled with great, sacred and enlightening power.

Boom!

Wuchuan and others only felt that the mind and spirit under control were like breaking the shackles and waking up from that confused state.

Lin Daoyuan!?

When they saw Lintian, they were stunned at first, and soon realized that their faces had changed, and their hearts were cold. They realized that if Lintian hadn't appeared, they would have unconsciously entered the ferocious and unpredictable falling pool.

"How can you not be affected by the power of the curse here?"

In the distance, a pair of green pupils of black dream tapir locked on Lintian, who suddenly appeared, and was surprised and angry.

"Little friend, be careful of this monster. It has a secret skill of divine soul. It is best at bewitching people. It makes people fall into a dream unconsciously. It will control life and death!"

Wuchuan quickly reminded him that he was full of fear.

"Don't worry, village head. It's just a bad animal. It can't stir up any waves."

Lintian Wen laughed.

The words were casual, but the smell of contempt surprised Wuchuan and others.

In the past two years, they had the impression that Lintian was always modest and peaceful. It was the first time they saw Lintian's strong and arrogant side.

In the distance, the black dream tapir sent out an obscure roar from his lips, and his fur was black, like a circle of ripples, and he shrouded Lintian alone.

"Over measure one's strength."

Lintian's eyes were filled with ridicule and said it with these four words.

Boom!

That circle of black light suddenly burst into pieces, like being swept by a hurricane, and collapsed and disappeared. Immediately after that, the black dream tapir screamed bitterly and painfully.

He saw his pupils burst, blood burst from his lips and ears, his whole body paralyzed on the ground, convulsed violently, and the sound of wailing rang through the world.

Lintian caught his hand in the air, and the huge body of the black dream tapir suddenly turned into a palm and fell into the palm of Lintian's hand.

Wuchuan and others were stunned.

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PS: one watch today and make up tomorrow~