All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 5 retreat behind everyone

Follow your heart and look for opportunities to build foundations.

Walking in a green place, walking on a mountain path, the golden crow has not appeared in the early morning, the mist is hazy, looming, the flowing water is gurgling, light and pleasant to the ear, the trees and flowers in the forest are dark green and covered with hoarfrost.

The end is a beautiful scenery in the world.

Among the pavilions on the mountainside, there are voices of words and words of discussion.

Luo Feng looked up

There are three people in the gazebo, an old Taoist dressed in purple, with a red bird pattern on his back, and a mahogany sword at his waist; Six ring scars.

The old Taoist sat on the left side, and softly recited a sentence: "There are no monks in the yellow sand for thousands of miles, and the wind and rain cover the Confucian students. The original Taoism of the three religions is the first, so how can they be equally famous?"

The scholar sneered, "I'm afraid the old man's skin is itchy."

The monk smiled without saying a word, and took out his dagger.

The old man's expression changed, and he said haha: "Just kidding, just kidding."

"The Tao transforms all things in the world, and the Buddha's kindness shines on the world to save all living beings. Confucianism passes on the fire through the ages, and the three religions work together in the world."

"Fang is the right way."

"good"

The monk in yellow put away his dagger, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

The scholar monk nodded, turned around to enjoy the scenery, and in an instant, his eyes met.

"Cultivator."

Scholar Xiuxue narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists below, why not come up and discuss the Tao together."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, and went up to the invitation.

In the gazebo, Luo Feng was looking at the three of them, and the three of them were also looking at Luo Feng.

The scholar said with a smile: "My generation of practice transcends the world, and travels around the world. The road of practice is endless."

"The three of us are waiting for this discussion. I don't know if you are willing to join us."

Luo Feng agreed and went up the stairs.

The scholar introduced them one by one: "This Ming Daoist was born in the Xihe Sect, and he came to Zhao Guo, and his Taoism is exquisite."

"This is Monk Jin, who was born in the small Dianyin Temple, and is the doorman of the fourth-level cultivation country."

"They're all upright, top-ranked, with exquisite avenues."

Ming Laodao and Jin Monk were calm on the surface, but the slightly raised corners of their mouths betrayed their feelings.

Luo Feng sighed and said, "Is the Tao only in the noble families?"

The scholar frowned, and said slowly, "On the road of cultivation, there must be masters. A gathering of masters is a master, and disciples of masters are masters. This way is the order of the cultivation world and the righteous way of heaven and earth."

Luo Feng asked back: "What if there are humble people who rise up to the sky?"

The old man sneered, "Can an ant cover the sky by pressing its wings?"

"A real dragon will always be a real dragon, and an ant will always be an ant."

Monk Jin seemed to have noticed something, and asked tentatively, "I don't know, what school and sect do you come from, and which master did you learn from?"

Luo Feng said indifferently: "It's just casual cultivation."

The expressions of the three people in the gazebo instantly collapsed, the scholar being the most.

He saw Luo Feng's extraordinary bearing, and the casual cultivators who do not dig food in the soil and compete for leftovers should be from the immortal sect.

I didn't want my eyesight to make a mistake, and I slapped myself in the face.

Seemingly feeling the ridicule from the old Taoists and monks, the scholar frowned and said, "Immortal sect has its own way. Although casual cultivators are rootless, they are also practitioners, and they have a little bit of way."

"It's good to understand by analogy."

Monk Jin chuckled, "Even if Gong Scholar said so, let's save face and communicate with each other."

The old man smiled and said nothing, which was already the default.

Without getting angry or annoyed, Luo Feng cupped his hands and said, "Three fellow Taoists, please show the way."

"Cough cough."

Master Ming stroked his beard and said, "The poor come first."

"The Great Way of Yin and Yang, the male is the top, walk against the Yin"

The three talked non-stop, contentedly, ignoring Luo Feng aside, immersed in their own world.

Luo Feng responded with a smile, nodding in agreement from time to time.

What the old Taoist Ming said is true, the Dao of Yin and Yang, the foundation of the mysteries of the universe, the heaven and the earth, every word is pearls, and witty words come out frequently.The golden monk's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he said that the sky is full of hype, and the way is three thousand. From ancient times to the present, all the years are empty.Gong Shusheng pointed out Jiangshan and commented on the world of practice, saying that the realm is insufficient, the good fortune is lacking, people's hearts are unpredictable, noble and humble, and the hierarchy is orderly.

The high spirits of the three of them almost made Luo Feng think that he had returned to the heavenly world, standing in the Lingxiao Palace, witnessing the gods manifesting their merits and virtues, constructing the laws of the Tao, and telling the achievements of saving the world and saving people.

It is also as if, back in the Lingshan Mountain, Dongfang Mingwang Buddha stood on one side, carefully listening to the Tathagata's teaching, the Bodhisattva preached, and there were [-] Arhats enlightened, and [-] Buddhas praised.

More like, in the Zixiao Palace, there are big Luo gatherings, there is Emperor Wa Tianzun who interprets the law of yin and yang good fortune, Emperor Jun Tiandi deduces the way of bloodline nine grades, the method of returning to ancestors and purification, and there is Xingxiu Tathagata who tells the great mercy of subduing demons and becoming the way, saving The merits and virtues of the three thousand great thousand worlds, you Da Luo discuss the Tao and return to reality, and take a closer look.

Old Taoist Ming, Gong Scholar, and Monk Jin are counted one by one. They haven't even taken the first step in their cultivation. One is at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and the other two are at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

It really is unparalleled in Taoism, and the avenue is lofty.

Luo Feng felt ashamed.

Old Taoist Ming, Scholar Gong, and Monk Jin finished their rounds and flattered each other for a while, before finally seeing a casual cultivator on one side.

"Also invite this fellow Taoist to talk about it."

Old Ming said with a smile.

Get ready for a good show.

Luo Feng pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Saint, follow the way, change with the world, only easy is not easy."

"Therefore"

"Humph!"

Old Taoist Ming snorted coldly: "I think fellow Taoists are only at the third level of Qi Condensation, how can you talk about Taoism?"

"It's nonsense to think."

Luo Feng smiled: "You are right, you are right."

A wise man never argues with anyone.

Ming Laodao's expression softened, and his thoughts suddenly came to mind.

He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if your cultivation base is humble, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will get rich through hard work."

"There is a secret place here in Pindao, but there is a shortage of manpower. Fellow Daoists are willing to come."

As soon as Ming Taoist said this, Monk Jin and Gong Shusheng laughed and said nothing.

Luo Feng said with emotion: "Fellow Daoist is really a good person, so I will have the audacity to accept it."

Ming Laodao was immediately happy, and agreed so readily, could it be that he is a noob.It's okay to be a cannon fodder.When exploring the secret realm, pull it out to explore the way.

a few days later.

The secret realm is wide open.

Luo Feng and his party of four, and several teams, came to a valley.

An old man in black robe saw Luo Feng frowning: "Why are there newcomers?"

Old Taoist Ming stepped forward and said leisurely: "Old Freak Jing, he didn't say that he won't let people be taken with him."

"Besides, this fellow Taoist is willing to be the first to explore the way."

Old Monster Jing frowned, clicked his tongue twice, and said nothing more.

"Friend Su, come here."

Old Ming said with a smile

Luo Feng stepped forward to salute with fists in his hands, and said solemnly: "It's really true under Xiasu, and I pay my respects to all seniors."

I don't know if it was luck or a coincidence, the four teams walked for a long time without encountering any danger, but instead got a lot of spiritual objects.

He was beaming for a while, and relaxed his vigilance towards Luo Feng.

Seeing this, Ming Laodao cursed secretly: "This kid is really lucky."

Come a few more times, I'm afraid I have to blend in here.

Walking to a valley, Old Monster Jing exclaimed: "This is it!"

attract attention.

Old Monster Jing immediately closed his mouth and eyes, walked into the valley, and picked the elixir by himself.

All the monks moved their minds and immediately understood that there are treasures here.

They also came forward one after another, looking for treasures.

Only Luo Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong, followed the guidance of his heart, and retreated behind everyone.

Chapter 6 Lord Mohamo, I swear

Benefits cover people's hearts, this sentence is applicable no matter which side of the world it is placed in.

Ordinary people are greedy for gold, silver and treasures, and immortals are greedy for magic weapons and spiritual things.

If you can't blind your mind for profit, among mortals there are sages and great men, and among immortal cultivators there is a powerful party, a peerless arrogance.

Everyone in the secret realm has been reduced to digging for treasures by themselves, and they are definitely not high-end figures.

There are spiritual things everywhere in the valley, and if you touch them, they are the main materials for refining the panacea, the spiritual things for refining the magic weapon, and a group of monks fell into a carnival.

A group of people are robbing things, and when they are in it, they don't think about other things, they just follow along, lest they fall behind and their wealth is taken away by others.

There are a few monks who are defensive, but in such an environment, they are also assimilated.

In the end, two monks, Huang and Cao, even fought over the humble spirit grass. Although they didn't hurt their lives, they still bled.

The blood of the monks flowed on the earth, giving birth to lush flowers and plants with rich aura.

"Ow!!"

"what!"

A beast roar, a scream, broke the frantic treasure hunting valley,

Everyone was terrified and turned around to look, only to see a giant beast bursting out from the ground under a big green tree in the southeast corner of the valley, with a plant of flowers and plants on its head, with the body of an ape and the face of a wolf, with a ferocious aura and endless arrogance.

With one claw, the monster patted the screaming monk into meatloaf, put it in its mouth and began to chew.

Seeing the cold hands and feet of many monks, the heart trembled with fear, and there was a kind of sadness in the heart.

"Damn!"

"How could it be, Foundation Establishment Monster Beast!"

Old Monster Jing cursed secretly, made a decisive decision, and Yu Jian fled out of the valley.

Between life and death is an instant.

Old Monster Jing fled out immediately, Old Taoist Ming, Monk Jin, and Gong Scholar saw that something was wrong, so they ran away instantly and followed the trend, and the rest were all buried in the mouth of monsters.

In front of the foundation building monsters, Qi Condensing monks are just a group of ants.

A monk was punched, his body was smashed to pieces, his flesh was mutilated, his screams lingered, and the whole valley was dyed red.

"So it is, so it is."

Old Monster Jing stood in the distance, staring at the valley, even though he was in a safe place, he was still dripping with cold sweat.

"Could it be that this place is rich in spiritual things, and it turned out to be irrigated by monks' blood."