The "truth" of cultivators is the truth of Taoism, and "fellow Taoists" are naturally the names that cultivators call each other.
Xin Zhuo turned around and saw a girl wearing aqua robes. She seemed to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pair of big eyes and a shy look on her face.
Cultivation should be in the foundation building stage.
Xin Zhuo frowned, can this little cultivator see that his cultivation is not successful? He turned around and smiled and said: "Nothing, just wander around!"
The woman bowed and bowed: "Liu Qianqian, a monk from Hutu Mountain, since my fellow Taoist is fine, can you do me a favor?"
Xin Zhuo asked curiously: "What are you doing? Tell me?"
Liu Qianqian said: "I found a treasure land, I'm afraid there is an ancient inheritance, I can't open it alone, since my Taoist friends have no Why don't we do it together?"
Xin Zhuo chuckled and nodded: "Okay!"
"Come with me"
Liu Qianqian waved her sleeves and said. Run northeast.
Xin Zhuo raised his feet and followed.
It's not far away, only dozens of miles away. In the blink of an eye, there is a mountain wall covered with moss, and there is a cave entrance under a thorn bush, which is blocked by an unknown formation.
This is due east of Muzhu Mountain, still two to three thousand miles away.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment. I'll go get ready. I'll be back in a moment!"
Liu Qianqian said hello and went straight to a dense forest in the distance.
Xin Zhuo pretended to look at the cave casually, and swept his spiritual thoughts across the dense forest. He saw that besides Liu Qianqian, there were two people sitting inside, a white-faced young man and a bearded man, both in the foundation building stage.
Liu Qianqian smiled and said: "This person has little experience in the world, and he cheated him as soon as he cheated!"
The white-faced young man said coldly: "This person seems to have no cultivation. , Could it be that you have found the wrong prey?"
Liu Qianqian shook her head and said: "No! This person came from high altitude before. The flying speed cannot be caught by the spiritual sense, and can only be seen with the naked eye. He just came on foot, and his speed was amazing. I am afraid he is a master of concealment techniques."
Another man with a curly beard said in a deep voice. Said: "How do you think his cultivation is? Will he hit the iron plate?"
Liu Qianqian smiled sweetly and said: "No, no, the Three Immortals have arrived, and all the prominent ancestors from Jindan and above have gone to Mushi Mountain to worship. There will be no masters nearby!"
"Then do it. ! "
The white-faced young man jumped up and jumped onto the flying sword.
Liu Qianqian and the bearded man followed with swords.
Three flying swords carried the three people roaring out of the mountain forest, circling a hundred times, suddenly descending, heading straight to where Xin Zhuo was, and then quickly surrounded Xin Zhuo.
"Little fool, it's your misfortune. You will be fooled by such a vulgar fairy dance!"
Liu Qianqian laughed, flicked her bare hands, and popped out a plum blossom hairpin: "The river flows with water, and the golden shuttle technique, Go!"
The bearded man stepped forward, and a bloody knife with a cold light appeared in his hand: "I will sacrifice this top-quality magic weapon to you first."
The white-faced young man said with two fingers on his right hand! He closed them together and murmured: "Ivy technique, draw the ground as a prison!"
A spring-filled ivy suddenly appeared on the ground under Xin Zhuo's feet, binding him tightly in the blink of an eye.
Plum blossom hairpin and blood knife followed.
Liu Qianqian and the other three had a look of cruelty on their faces, but the next moment, they were all stagnant in mid-air, unable to recover for a long time.
All the ivy has withered.
The plum blossom hairpin shattered into fly ash.
The blood knife, the best magic weapon, was broken into two halves.
The "young man" blinked and looked curiously: "What do you mean?"
"Masters in the alchemy stage, run away!"
The three of them reacted only then, feeling panicked and stepped on He grabbed the flying sword and fled away. However, just after running three miles, a huge tiger suddenly appeared in front of him and opened his mouth to bite.
Before he could dodge, he was covered by a huge river, and then entered the sea of red fire, and was bitten by poisonous snakes, rats and ants...
The pain was excruciating.
"Senior, have mercy on me!"
Liu Qianqian begged for mercy first.
"Young people know your mistake!"
The white-faced young man and the man with the curly beard also knelt down and kowtowed, feeling terrified and uneasy.
In a trance, all the illusions around him disappeared, and the "young man" was not there either.
The three of them looked around, still in the mountains and forests, and time seemed to have returned to the moment before they were about to take action. Is everything an illusion?
The three of them looked at each other, horrified to death, and immediately looked towards the cave outside the forest. The "young man" was gone. I can't help but feel chills all over my body. I'm afraid this kind of cultivation and magic won't work even in the pill formation stage. Nascent Soul old monster?
More than just a slap in the face today?
Without any hesitation, the three of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Senior, have mercy on me..."
Then I saw a pair of gold boots, and along the boots I saw the playful face of the "young man".
Xin Zhuo knelt down and looked at the three people with great interest. The true state mastered the original power of the world and the method of the self. With a thought, all the magic, weapons and rules within a hundred thousand miles follow the heart. It is too simple to change the consciousness of three young cultivators in this illusion. They asked: "You just said three immortals? Where are they?"
Liu Qianqian and the other three were sweating more. It turned out that they had talked before. They were also all discovered by the other party, and he quickly replied: "If you ask other foundation-building monks about this, they will definitely not know. We happen to know.
Legend has it that thirty thousand miles away in the south, masters in the cultivation world are fighting against martial arts. The Jiewu Ni were fighting each other, and were gradually losing to the enemy. A few decades ago, a fairy sign appeared in the sky, and an immortal came to the world. Countless ancestors from the world of cultivation 30 million miles away knelt down to greet them. Later...
Three immortals He inexplicably took over our mountaintop and used magic to move us three thousand miles away, so..."
"So, the three immortals are at Muzhu Mountain."
The white-faced young man rushed to answer.
Xin Zhuo looked towards the direction of Muzhu Mountain and found nothing, but there were quite a few cultivators. After pondering for a moment, the three immortals knew that the "Nine Seas and One Line of Sky" would come to the rescue, and used secret techniques to cover up the warriors' perception. Are they setting up an ambush?
Stand up and say: "Let's go!"
Go to Muddleheaded Mountain first.
Liu Qianqian and the three looked at each other, feeling uneasy and had to follow.
Suddenly it began to drizzle in the sky, and the foothills far and near were green.
Liu Qianqian and the others looked at Xin Zhuo silently. They saw that he did not cast any spells, but not a drop of rainwater touched his body. It was very magical, and they were even more curious about his cultivation.
Liu Qianqian couldn't help but stepped forward: "Senior, are you sure you want to go to Muzhu Mountain? It is said that you need to be able to form a pill or above to be eligible to kneel down at the foot of the mountain. The old monster Yuanying just kneels a little higher!"< br>
Xin Zhuo turned back and pointed at himself: "Do you think I need to kneel?"
"No, no!" Liu Qianqian said quickly, thought for a moment, and then asked: "Dare I ask what kind of cultivation my senior has? Your aura is so weird."
Xin Zhuo laughed. : "I should be dozens of realms higher than you!"
"Dozens higher..."
Liu Qianqian and the three of them looked at each other, at a loss. Dozens of realms higher, what kind of cultivation level is it?
Xin Zhuo asked: "By the way, have you ever heard of a man named Deng Taixuan, um, a figure in the world of cultivation seven hundred years ago!"
"Seven hundred years ago..." Liu Qianqian was stunned, "Senior, we are only about a hundred years old. We really don't know what happened seven hundred years ago!"
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel bored for a while, and turned Then he asked: "Do you need Foundation Building Pills to build the foundation?"
The white-faced young man said: "Yes!"
"Are you from ordinary people's families?"
"It doesn't count... We are all from official and merchant families, ordinary people for generations. It’s hard to find talented people with spiritual roots!”
"Isn't that right? Have you ever heard of mortals cultivating immortals?"
"Senior, this is impossible. It is difficult for mortals to even eat and drink. It is impossible for mortals to have spiritual roots due to their bloodline!"
"Okay. Come on!" Xin Zhuo ended the topic.
The more Liu Qianqian and the other three listened, the weirder they got. This person seemed to know nothing. He kept asking questions, all about boring things. Who is he?
Is he just a bastard who is good at illusions? There are not a few such cultivators in the world.
Just as I was thinking of this, a colorful ray of light suddenly flashed across the sky.
Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she immediately stepped back tens of feet, shouting loudly: "Uncle Ziteng Taishi, help!"
The ray of light suddenly turned mysteriously and teleported. Coming, stopping at a high altitude, there was a stunningly beautiful woman in white clothes. She was just a powerful pressure from the Nascent Soul stage, which instantly pressed against the four of them. Lengbing said: "What do you mean? Do you juniors recognize me?"
Liu Qianqian resisted the pressure and shouted in a hissing voice: "Uncle Taishi, I am an inner disciple of Haoyue Sect. I have met you once. , knowing where you have been, the purple clouds are flowing, the purple energy is coming from the east, we are captured by the bad guys, please help!”
“Huh?”
Fairy Wisteria looked at Xin Zhuo and pointed her finger.
Liu Qianqian and the other two people immediately stayed far away, their eyes followed the movement of Wisteria Fairy's fingers, their hearts were filled with excitement, and then...
Stay where they are!
I saw the aloof Nascent Soul old monster Ziteng Fairy. Before she even stretched out her fingers, she staggered down and fell in front of the "young man". Her face was pale, and she didn't look like the Yuanying monster at all. , simply inferior to mortal women.
She raised her head in horror, and saw the seemingly ordinary "young man" holding her chin, spreading her lips, and licking her white jade breasts like an animal. Teeth: "Four hundred years old."
Liu Qianqian and the other three: "?"
Wisteria Fairy gasped: "Yes...it's four hundred and three years old!"
Xin Zhuo reached out his hand again, exploring her murderous mouth , said: "There really is a little Yuanying!"
Wisteria Fairy: "?" (End of this chapter)