Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 315: The Blue Sky Avenue Is Like Duckweed!There is a bald chicken in the mountains ([-] in [-])

There is a barren mountain in Liangzhou, its name is Qingping.

"The avenue of the blue sky is like duckweed!?" Li Mo couldn't help feeling strange when he heard the name, and blurted out.

rumbling...

Just at this time, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, the clouds gathered, and it seemed that heavy rain was coming.

"Um!?"

Looking at the suddenly changing sky outside the window, Feng Wannian said calmly: "You know how to wear a tall hat... It's just an ordinary barren mountain, and the grass doesn't even grow three feet high..."

According to the secret records of the Xuantian Pavilion, Qingping Mountain is located in a remote place. It is not considered high among the surrounding barren hills, and it is also very inconspicuous. Talented scholars and friends all go around the road.

On the other hand, Feilai Mountain is full of beauty, and has seized a trace of good fortune from heaven and earth. Throughout the ages, countless masters have practiced mystical skills here and shared that kind of luck.

Today, although Feilai Mountain is not as good as it was in ancient times, it is still considered a treasure land, which is just suitable for Feng Wannian to refine his natal magic sword.

"When do you plan to leave?" Li Mo asked.

"Three days later."

"In such a hurry?"

Refining the natal sword is no small task. Even with Feng Wannian's current strength and background, he is only [-]% sure. It stands to reason that he should prepare well to be sure.

"Time doesn't wait for me." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

Since retreating, he has become more afraid of that mysterious [Xuantian Dao Seed], and an invisible sense of oppression seems to follow him closely.

Therefore, Feng Wannian was anxious to take that step, to prove what he had gained in retreat.

"Understood, I will accompany you this trip." Li Mo nodded.

For the domineering sword species, the Upper Miao Realm is a life-and-death gateway, so he naturally has to go there in person to guard it.

"Of course you have to follow. I wouldn't worry about being someone else." Feng Wannian grinned lightly.

This is life and death friends, at critical moments, there is no need to ask or answer, everything is a tacit understanding.

"There are still three days. I have to prepare well, and you should explain to the door." Feng Wannian reminded.

Today's Li Mo is the envoy of the Hongmen Warlord after all, and the officials of the imperial court... naturally have to explain something when they leave the capital.

"Remember, don't let this matter out." Feng Wannian reminded.

Although leaving the capital, you need to use other reasons, otherwise... As a domineering sword species, how many people are staring at it openly and secretly.

If those people knew that Feng Wannian was about to take a big risk, they would probably follow them like flies.

"Of course I know."

Li Mo nodded.

After explaining everything, Feng Wannian got up and left, leaving only the yellowed ancient book behind.

Outside the window, the strong wind rolled up dark clouds, swishing and cooling, and poured into the room, blowing the yellowed ancient book, a lonely hill was drawn on the mottled pages, and beside it was a note written in ancient seal script:
There is a mountain in the sky, which is bathed in thunder and splits apart. The big one gets its spirit, and its name is "Fei Lai", and the small one gets its barrenness, and its name is "Qing Ping".

Qingping is hidden in Liangzhou. The mountains are as black as iron, the grass is barren, and there is little vitality. There are no monks to occupy it.

In ancient times, there were sages who paid homage to them and said, "Mountains come from the sky, and they should be able to go up to the sky."

"In three days, Old Feng, I will accompany you for a walk."

Li Mo murmured softly, blessings come to the heart, and good and bad depend on each other. These days, he began to comprehend the "Book of Life and Death on Mount Tai", and he seemed to have a faint feeling that this trip may be full of accidents, and it will not be so easy.

Because of this, just now Li Mo offered to guard the gate for Feng Wannian.

"The Taishan Book of Life and Death... something..." Li Mo slowly closed his eyes.

Among the many ghosts he released, that stone was the least important thing... Back then, the trash baby was still alive at the very least, it was just a little trash.

But that stone didn't even know whether it was alive or dead, and the only thing that made Li Mo sure that it still existed was the awakened [Taishan Book of Life and Death].

From then on, Li Mo placed the stone on the back mountain of Luofu, and the monkeys took care of it.

"Let's go back sometime and have a look."

With a wave of his hand, Li Mo put away the ancient scroll on the table.

……

In the evening, Star Building.

Since Yuan Changqing's death, the courtyard where this small building is located has become much colder. There are no people in the daytime, and there are few lights at night.

But on this day, there were lights in front of the gazebo.

The green gauze is swaying, and there seems to be a figure sitting cross-legged in it. Although the sandalwood in the incense burner is not expensive, it has the charm of temple incense.

"Huo Wuqing, why did you invite me here?"

Under the cold moonlight, Chu Nianxin approached gracefully, her beautiful eyes were shining, and her gaze was shining brightly, but her temperament was extremely cold. It seemed that only when she faced the black sky would she reveal her feminine side.

"I need to borrow some soldiers and horses from Tianshi Mansion to help me surround Feilai Mountain."

An indifferent voice came from the pavilion.

"Feilai Mountain!?" Chu Nian's eyes narrowed slightly.

As the young master of the Tianshi Mansion, she had naturally heard of this treasured land, but since Hei Jian practiced profound arts here 300 years ago, no one has paid attention to this place for a long time.

"You are an immeasurable sword species, and you have a high status in Xuantian Pavilion, so you still need to borrow soldiers and horses from me?" Chu Nianxin questioned.

"I think... he was hunting [Overbearing Sword Species]... so he had to borrow the power of outsiders."

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind Chu Nianxin.

In the gazebo, the mysterious figure couldn't help straightening up when he heard the words, and seemed to cast his gaze.

"who are you?"

Huo Wuqing looked at Qiu Baichi who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Chu Nianxin, and couldn't help asking in a deep voice.

"You want to hunt [Overbearing Sword Species]... This is what the Xuantian Pavilion doesn't want to see, so you have to borrow someone from the Tianshi Mansion, so that the news will not leak out." Qiu Baichi didn't answer, just indifferently. talking.

"Huiji will die... People who are too smart are destined to not live long." Huo Wuqing was noncommittal.

"Why should I help you?" Chu Nianxin sneered.

Although they are all members of the Xingchen Building, they are not considered to have a deep friendship on weekdays. What's more, Chu Nianxin is not willing to wade into the muddy water of the Xuanmen sword species.

"Chu Nianxin, you should know that you uphold the will of the [Xuantian Dao Seed]...Feng Wannian has a rebellious heart, which is a big taboo..."

The name Huo Wuqing mentioned made Chu Nian's face change color.

"Xuantian Daozhong... It seems that the rumors are true, have you really met... that one?" Chu Nianxin blurted out in surprise.

"I know that behind you is the Seventeenth Prince...I think he would be happy to sell this favor."

Huo Wuqing spoke softly, and the sandalwood fragrance in the gazebo swayed suddenly.

"You can go back and ask the Seventeenth Prince what he means."

"No need, we'll help you with this."

At this moment, Qiu Baichi suddenly spoke.

Inside the gazebo, the figure raised its brows slightly, and couldn't help looking at Qiu Baichi.

"Can you be her master?"

"Of course." Chu Nianxin answered first.

"In this way, you are really not a small character." Huo Wuqing gave Qiu Baichi a meaningful look.

"By the way, you made a mistake about one thing..."

Qiu Baichi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a soft smile: "What we are upholding is not the will of the Seventeenth Prince..."

"It's ourselves."

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Baichi's deep eyes flashed a dark color, like a dark night and dark sky, mysterious and sneaky, elusive.

……

Two days later.

When the bright moon was in the sky, it flew down the mountain.

On the long and narrow mountain road, looking up, Feilai Mountain, which stretches for eight hundred miles vertically and horizontally, looks like a peach kernel, with jagged rocks and fierce steepness.

The Eight Treasures Zen Machine Zangfeng Mountain comes from the sky of Zhong Ling.

"As expected of a treasure land, it still has such a scene after going through the predecessors."

Li Mo was walking on the mountain road, looking at the night of Feilai Mountain, he couldn't help sighing.

With such a strange mountain, it is hard to imagine that Qingping Mountain, which comes from the same source, is actually a barren mountain.

"My lord, why don't you see the overbearing sword?"

At this moment, Yu Zhaoyue followed closely.

These days, there was an extremely unusual mobilization of soldiers and horses in the Tianshi Mansion. As Li Mo's insider, Yu Zhaoyue naturally passed the news to Li Mo.

Li Mo guessed for a while, and saw that this group of people was coming towards Feilai Mountain, so he took the first step.

"Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked." Li Mo said calmly, holding the little fox in his arms.

"I...too much to say." Yu Zhaoyue's pretty face trembled slightly.

Ever since she came back from the underground palace of Tianshi's ancestral hall, her awe of Li Mo had almost been branded into her pelvis, and she dared not show the slightest rebellion or disrespect.

"Old Feng is a sword species, since he can spy on Huo Wuqing's secret, then the other party can also spy on his secret..." Li Mo's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help thinking.

Huo Wuqing is a member of Xingchen Building, and Chu Nianxin who happened to be born in Tianshi Mansion is also...

"Is it this stinky bitch again? Old Tama is against me." Li Mo's expression was gloomy, and he immediately thought of the person behind the scenes.

"Are they trying to surround Feilai Mountain and catch a turtle in the urn?"

"Looking at the mobilized manpower and control, it should be so." Yu Zhaoyue nodded.

"It depends on someone in your hand, right!?" Li Mo sneered.

He also had someone in his hands, before leaving, he had already placed Zhu Gangli, Wang Jiu, and Kui Gang in Wangxuan City, and they could kill them directly when he gave an order.

Not to mention, there is also a big bird that followed Li Mo to the capital, and now it is unknown where it is hidden.

You know, among the many ghosts released by Li Mo, the strength of the big bird is ranked fifth, except for the most mysterious first ghost, second only to the monkey, the three-eyed, and the big snake.

Of course, this is only Li Mo's ranking in the Luofu Mountain era.

For a long time after that, Li Mo also released many ghosts one after another, and their cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds, such as Bai Xiaoqian, Rabbit, Jinlin, Little Black Cat, Holy Infant Boy, Waste Baby, Jizo Boy, Zhu Gangman , Wang Jiu, Kui Gang et al.

The awakening techniques of these ghosts are also quite explosive, hard work and mysterious, and I really don't know if their current strength is not comparable.

"As long as you dare to come, you will die." Li Mo sneered in his heart, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Feng Wannian is his dead brother, if he really dares to make up his mind, then none of them will die.

Seeing the murderous intent in Li Mo's eyes, Yu Zhaoyue couldn't help but shuddered as if she had been stripped naked.

"There is an inn in this mountain?"

At this moment, the road turned around, and a long light attracted Yu Zhaoyue's attention.

In the shadow of the mountains and trees, an old inn came into view. Under the moonlight, the flags were swaying, as if they were attracting guests.

"This is the only way to Wangxuan City, and it is not uncommon to have an inn."

Li Mo said something casually, and walked straight over.

In front of the inn, chicken feathers fluttered with the mountain wind, and scarlet chicken blood could be seen beside it.

Li Mo pushed the door open and entered, and saw a group of young men in yellow clothes busy with their heads down, some cleaning the table, some serving the dishes...

"A weasel pays New Year greetings to a chicken, it's too much to do!?"

As soon as Li Mo looked up, he saw a line of big characters written crookedly on the beam of the inn.

"Guest officer, please come inside."

At this moment, a thin man with the appearance of a shopkeeper greeted him, smiling professionally on his face, making his mustache tremble.

"Shopkeeper, what special dishes do you have here?" Li Mo sat down and asked casually.

"The guest officer asked a good question. We have braised yellow chicken, three-yellow chicken, white-cut chicken, beggar chicken, oven-roasted chicken, fresh fried chicken, salt and pepper chicken..."

The shopkeeper's words were sharp, and he reported more than 30 dishes in one go.

"Why are they all chickens?" Yu Zhaoyue couldn't help interjecting.

"Hey, we only have chickens here..." The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and gave Yu Zhaoyue a cold look, but the smile on his face was still undiminished.

"Then eat the chicken." Li Mo glanced sideways, picked up the teacup on the table, and said calmly.

"Or the guest officer will eat..." The shopkeeper smiled lightly, "I don't know what kind of food the guest officer wants?"

"It doesn't matter what you eat...the most important thing is to be clean...so that the yellow skin in the back kitchen doesn't drop his hair into the pot." Li Mo whispered casually.

"Who are you?" The shopkeeper suddenly changed color upon hearing this.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being."

At this moment, Li Mo gave a light drink.

hum...

Almost at the same moment, a fierce demonic aura rushed out from the shopkeeper's body, and the long yellow tail surged out, sweeping directly towards Li Mo.

"Spirit demon!?" Yu Zhaoyue's face turned pale.

It never occurred to her that there was a nest of weasels hiding in this inn, and the shopkeeper in front of her was a master of spirit monster level.

"The cultivation base is not bad, it should have just broken through the Nine Furnaces."

Li Mo sat still, but stretched out an index finger to block the meaty tail that was wrapped in ten thousand tons of strength.

"You..." The shopkeeper's eyes widened, and his heart fell to the bottom in an instant. He knew that he had met an expert.

Seeing his expression, Li Mo swiped his finger lightly, the huge long tail lost its center of gravity, and flew out with the shopkeeper, hitting the wall heavily.

whoosh...

Almost at the same moment, a huge yellow-skinned child jumped out of the smoke, full of hounds laughing, its faint eyes glowed scarlet, and rushed directly to the outside of the inn.

It knows that with its own strength, it is no match for the human being in front of it.

"Huangzhang shop, why do you do it when you see the superior? See you as expected."

At this moment, Li Mo smiled. He hooked his fingers, and the huge yellow leather child floated into the air and landed in front of Li Mo.

"You are..." The yellow leather child stared at Li Mo with a look of surprise, the man in front of him was able to name his surname and official position.

You know, he is a ghost recruited by Xuantian Pavilion, who specially opened an inn here to monitor the traffic and inquire about information.

After all, this is the main road leading to the capital, and there are many people, so it is necessary to spread the eyeliner.

He is one of them.

"My name is Li Mo, and I'm the envoy of the Hongmen Warlord."

"It turns out that your lord is here..." Huang Pizi was taken aback, and quickly returned to his appearance as the shopkeeper, kneeling down to worship.

"Little Huang Shulang, pay my respects to your lord."

"Weasel?" Yu Zhaoyue showed a strange expression, for fear that others would not know that it is a ghost! ?
"My lord misunderstood, it's Shu from the land of Shu, the lord's lord...the thousand mountains in the land of Shu hope for your lord...the young one has read some books."

Huang Shulang seems to be extremely proud of his name, full of bookishness.

"Get up and answer." Li Mo raised his hand to signal.

Before leaving, he had already made sufficient preparations. Knowing that there were spies from Xuantian Pavilion here, he got all the files and transfer orders.

Now, Li Mo can directly dispatch the people here to check all the information about Feilai Mountain.

"How many years have you been in charge of this stall?" Li Mo asked casually.

"My lord, no more, no less, 13 years, seven months and eight days." Huang Shulang replied respectfully.

"What's going on here?" Li Mo casually pointed to the crooked characters on the scale:
The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken, it's overbearing! !
"My lord, it's a long story..." Seeing Li Mo talking about it, Huang Shulang's eyes were filled with tears, and his voice had a hint of crying.

"Flying here in the mountains... there is a bald chicken... no, it's a bully chicken... bullying the weak, setting fires for pleasure... what a fucking human..." Huang Shulang said sadly.

(End of this chapter)