Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

The two performed their exercises and flew in the night.Bai Mo, Immortal Puppet, and Little Bird stayed where they were. Gongyilin was strong enough to summon sea butterflies at critical moments, and Bian Feichen was good at divination.

"How?" Gong Yilin asked.

Bian Feichen stared at the long strips of objects winding and coiling for tens of thousands of meters below. With the moonlight and being at a high place, he could almost clearly see that those unknown objects were green vines, which were different from ornamental vines. It has sharp venomous thorns on every vein.

"It's undoubtedly a man-eating vine, or a mutated man-eating vine."

"Cultivation to this level can be regarded as a big demon...Xiaoya," the long-haired man walked out of the mist with Gongyilin's low voice, and he quickly noticed the surrounding situation, "Man-eating vine?"

No wonder Gongyilin didn't want to do it himself. Man-eating vines of this level are not difficult to deal with. The advantage is that they are annoying, and they will continue to entangle if they are cut off. Gongyilin hates trouble the most.

"It's just a small man-eating vine, I will deal with it."

Gong Yilin nodded in satisfaction, leaped forward, and sat on a nearby thick branch in a chic posture, "I just happened to watch the stars and the moon with my new junior, and talk about life ideals by the way." He waved to Feichen.

The latter's toes were a little empty, and he sat on another branch of the towering tree, closed his eyes and practiced breathing in the moonlight, and when Hai Die chased the vines away, he suddenly opened his eyes, "What kind of life do you want to talk about, senior?" ideal?"

The corner of Gongyilin's mouth curled up, "Why don't we just come and talk about your life."

"My life?" Bian Feichen smiled slightly, "I can use about eight words to describe it, ups and downs, magnificent waves."

Gong Yilin, "In a word, it's bad luck."

The meaning of beautification has faded away, and the rest is estimated to be good luck and tricks, and it will be a blessing in disguise.

From Canglan to Liaohe in the north, there is a vast territory stretching for millions of miles to the south, and further south is the Cangsheng Kingdom where martial arts prevail.Due to territorial disputes between the two countries, large and small battlefields often occurred on the border. Many legendary generals were born among them, but the most colorful and talked about was Bai Mo's adopted son Bai Chen.

At the age of 12, he followed Bai Mo to the battlefield. At the age of [-], he was known as the God of War.

Compared with him, Bai Ce's brilliance is much dimmer. Although he is Bai Mo's parent and child, he grew up in the countryside, married the prime minister's daughter, and was rejected and humiliated many times. To go to war.

Prominent military exploits are the fastest way to become famous.

"He led the army to go out, and I will go too."

"Cer, the battlefield is dangerous, and you have no similar experience."

"Just say, let me go!"

Before the expedition, Bai Mo looked at Bian Feichen, and no longer raised his glass to send him off as usual, but said, "Chen'er, protect Ce'er at all costs." '

After 30 years of Tianfeng, Baichen returned triumphantly from destroying the enemy

"Master." Lin Bo's eyes turned red, "It's clear that Bai Ce ran out by himself in disregard of the military order and was injured by the lurking enemy. This old slave is going to report the truth to the prince."

Thinking that what was waiting for him during the day was not a celebration banquet, but an order to abolish his martial arts and expel him from the palace, Bai Chen couldn't help but wry smile.

"It's him who deliberately induced me to go to the range of the enemy camp and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone."

"Chen'er, you have disappointed me so much."

Recalling Bai Mo's cold tone when he spoke, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, stood up, and stopped Lin Bo, "I have made up my mind, neither he nor I have room for maneuver in this matter."

Lin Bo, "No matter what, this old slave will fight for this reason."

Naturally, Bai Chen didn't have much hope, he packed his bags, Lin Bo took care of him since he was a child, and wondered if he would like to go with him.

From the sunrise to the sunset, Lin Bo came back with wounds all over his body, "Don't, don't blame the prince."

This is the last sentence he left for Bai Chen.

……

At this point in the story, Bian Feichen shook his head and said, "My adoptive father worried that I would retaliate against Bai Ce for this incident, abolished all my martial arts, and imprisoned me in another courtyard for two full years. In the third year, with the help of some of my former subordinates, I I fled back to the place where I was born. It was also at that time that I met the master who was out wandering."

Gong Yilin, "At the age of 19, I have already passed the best cultivation age, and being accepted as a direct disciple by Shenmeng Valley is a blessing in disguise."

"No, the master made a divination a long time ago, and calculated that he will have a disciple in 60 years, and then he will leave the valley to practice for a year."

Gong Yilin, "Your master is really powerful."

"Master has a great talent." Bian Feichen stood up, "After the story is finished, I think the matter of coming to the cannibal vine is almost resolved, so it's time to go back."

Gong Yilin looked at his back, and suddenly said: "Bai Ce was injured by the enemy by mistake, does it have anything to do with you?"

The bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight shines on the two of them piecemeal through the branches.

Bian Feichen turned his head at this moment, with a frank expression, and slowly uttered two words: "Of course."

"The prime minister's daughter is a self-proclaimed person, so naturally she looks down on ordinary people who grew up in the countryside. I just slightly showed some admiration in front of her. With my military exploits, that woman really looked down on my brother more and more. ’, repeated humiliation, trying to force him to withdraw from the engagement.”

Gong Yilin stood up, "Then with Bai Ce's character, or your 'inadvertent' reminder at the side, he thought of going to the battlefield, and everything after that must have been arranged by you."

"I did have murderous intentions towards him." Bian Feichen's eyes were a little complicated, "Maybe I was born to be a disciple of God's Dream Valley. It beat the calculations of the Valley of Gods and Dreams."

"It's a pity that Bai Mo noticed it. In the end, the bamboo basket fetched water in vain." Gongyi Lin said.

Bian Feichen heaved a long sigh, "One person should do things and another should be responsible. It's also right to abolish one's skills. I can even apologize with death, but he shouldn't attack Lin Bo."

Lin Bo had no children in his life, and he treated Bian Feichen as if he was his own son.

"I remember that when I was young, I had a high fever. Uncle Lin went to the temple alone and knelt for a day and a night, praying for the blessing of the gods. He hurt his knee after kneeling for a long time, and then left behind hidden diseases."

Gong Yilin took a deep look at him.

Bright and aboveboard, but vicious and vicious.These two qualities are actually produced in one person at the same time. On the battlefield, he can be a charge general who is not afraid of death. In the Valley of Gods and Dreams, he is a strict and responsible elder brother. He is even willing to give up the opportunity to go to the sky and return to the countryside Farming, but it is such a person, every step of the way, he wants to kill his own son who is kind to his adoptive father.

"Is there something else hidden in this?" Bian Feichen is not like a ruthless person, he shouldn't attack Bai Ce because he hates Bai Ce for taking away his position in Bai Mo's heart.

Bian Feichen said calmly: "Even if there is, it doesn't matter anymore. If you make a choice, you have to bear the corresponding price."

There was a wailing sound from a distance, and the originally vibrant vines under the tree shrank rapidly, turned yellow, and even withered.

"It seems that Xiaoya has been completely resolved." Gong Yilin gave up asking, "It's time to go back."

"I have satisfied your curiosity of listening to the story, and I will reciprocate the courtesy," Bian Feichen said, "Can you tell me what the inheritance of the Immortal Holy Land is?"

A figure came slowly, with long hair flying in the night, Gongyilin looked at Xiaoya who was walking back, and answered Feichen's question behind him, "I don't know what inheritance is, but the hexagrams show that this inheritance is very important to me. For me, it’s a great opportunity.”

For the rest of the night, there was nothing to say.

When it was just dawn, everyone had already set off.Cultivators spend most of their time cultivating. At their level, they hardly need to sleep. Not at all.

The Holy Land of Immortality is full of aura, so practicing here can get twice the result with half the effort.And the deeper you go, there are many canyons with rich spiritual stones, and even real spiritual stones that are hard to find, but no one spends time looking for them.Bai Mo only got half of the approval. In other words, his immortal body is not perfect, he is not a monk, and the true spirit stone has no special value.Gongyilin focused on inheritance, and the reason why Bian Feichen came here was still a bit confusing. The group had their own thoughts and went a long way without knowing it.

Ahead is a huge mountain. It is not tall, but it contains endless dead energy. According to legend, in ancient times, a dragon that was about to turn into a real dragon fell here. .

"The legend may not be groundless," Bian Feichen murmured.

The majestic mountain stands here, and there seems to be a shadow of a dragon hovering faintly on the top of the mountain.

Bai Mo's expression was unusually serious, and he took a step forward, "The three-year contract is over, so I'm here to worship the mountain again."

The air seemed to be frozen for a second, and a strange blue smoke could be seen rising in a radius of several feet, merging with the phantom of the dragon.

"Those who are predestined to my immortal saint clan." The majestic voice sounded, and the mountains were in turmoil.At this moment, it seemed that what was in front of them was no longer a mountain, but an old man, a living being.

"The body is refined into a mountain." Gongyilin was shocked in his heart, looking at the old man's face that suddenly appeared on the mountain, and sighed: "It turns out to be a saint with a body."

This is what kind of perseverance and good fortune!

Immortal Puppet's body had taken part of the soil from the Holy Land of Immortality, and this mountain exerted a very strong mental oppression on him.

"Who are the rest? How dare you break into the holy place of my immortal saints!"

"Those who want to challenge the third hurdle and seize the good fortune."

The turbulence stopped, and the surroundings regained calm.

"Want to obtain the inheritance of the undead saint clan?" The old man's tone was a little surprised, and then there was some vicissitudes in his tone, "It has been thousands of years since no one dared to look for the inheritance. I thought there would be no more in this world."

It's not just the old man, Gong Yilin can no longer be described as not afraid of death in the hearts of other people at this time, and his actions are far beyond what human words can describe.

"For your courage, I will give you another chance to choose." The old man said.

Gong Yilin, "I want to pass the third level."

"Hahahaha!" The clouds in the sky were shattered by laughter, "You are so arrogant, you will die sooner or later, and it is your honor to die in the Holy Land of Immortality."

Gongyilin's face was calm, "How do you know if you haven't broken through yet?"

His tone was flat, his demeanor was calm, vaguely as calm as this mountain.

"Dao Yun." There was a wave of fluctuation in the old man's heart, "A trace of Dao Yun has been condensed, no wonder you dare to challenge it. It's a pity..."

It's a pity that he didn't say anything, the subject changed, and the old man said: "I've given you a chance to choose, and now it's useless even if you want to regret it. The test of passing on the third pass, or die, there is no third way. "

Gong Yilin had no regrets in his eyes, and he looked fearless.

"What are you good at?"

Gong Yilin frowned, "Is this related to the test?"

"Naturally, the undead saints are not practicing one way, and the inheritance is not a magic elixir or legendary skills. The undead saints have three thousand inheritances, and even those who pass can only take one of them."

There are three thousand ways of Taoism, and ascetics can seek longevity. The immortal saints themselves are immortal existences, and there are three thousand inheritances.

"The last test is what you are best at, and the inheritance you took away is also related to this."

Gong Yilin vaguely felt that he had grasped something, "The senior who passed the test a thousand years ago, which aspect was tested?"

"This is a secret, and I can only tell you that it is related to Taoism."

Gongyilin didn't answer right away. The arrogant man from thousands of years ago passed the test and finally became disowned by his relatives, killing cruelly. Obviously, the inheritance he obtained exceeded the limit that he could bear. Longevity, even ordinary monks from the same lineage cannot completely digest it.

That being the case, the success rate of picking the weakest branch may be the highest.

Inheritance three thousand?

It is not easy to find the weakest one.

Gongyilin suddenly set his eyes on the little bird on his shoulder, "What advantages do you think I have?"

Little Quiniao didn't bother to talk to him, and for some reason suddenly remembered the day of Tianyuan's general election.

A voice sounded in Gong Yilin's mind, "Wei Zhi said you have a high IQ."

Gongyilin: ...

"The time is coming, and if you don't make a choice, you will directly count as a failure."

Gong Yilin didn't care about it for a while, and gritted his teeth and said, "I... have a very high IQ."

Delaying time first, he doesn't believe that there are inheritances related to IQ in the inheritance of the undead saints, and he can take the opportunity to think about it when the old man is in trouble.

"IQ is very high." Unexpectedly, the old man didn't hesitate at all, and said directly: "That means you have the root of wisdom. That being the case, the next test is related to Buddha."

As soon as this remark came out, it was no less than a bolt from the blue.

Gong Yilin opened his eyes wide, Buddhism and Taoism inheritance?What a joke, you must know that apart from Taoism, only Buddhism is the most profound. Even if you pass it successfully and get the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism, it is difficult for him to go to the Western Leiyin Temple and become a monk as a monk!

The author has something to say: Gong Yilin: I don’t want to become a monk!

Qinghe: I did my own crimes, so I can't live.