However, Qianqing is not a sentimental person after all, thinking that the eldest brother is the eldest brother, so what can't be approached?He put down the jade plate, took off the ointment on it with his fingers, stepped forward suddenly, and touched Lin Zichu's cheek with his hand.

Lin Zichu was slightly taken aback, then immediately relaxed his face, letting Qianqing do what he wanted.

Qian Qing was in a good mood, and said: "This ointment smells too fragrant, brother, please bear with it, it won't smell very good after you get used to it."

Lin Zichu let out an 'hmm'.

He has the body of a cold dragon crouching on the snow, his whole body is cold, even his cheeks are as cold as ice.

However, Qianqing painted it with her hands like this, not only did she not dislike it, but she painted it very seriously.

Lin Zichu felt Qianqing's burning palm and couldn't help but want to smile.After a while, he stretched out his hand to hold Qianqing's wrist, and said, "Okay, Ah Qing, you've painted too much."

Qian Qing retracted her hand in embarrassment, and casually wiped the ointment on her pants.

The Linjiazhuang monks had been waiting for a long time, but they didn't dare to interrupt. It wasn't until Qianqing let go that someone came forward and asked, "Young Village Master, the fog is almost gone, let's go now?"

Lin Zichu nodded, and said to Qianqing: "Ah Qing, I will climb the mountain later, I will be at the front, and you will be right behind me. If you feel something is wrong, you must speak up."

"it is good."

Qianqing is no stranger to mountain climbing, it can be said that she is extremely skilled.His mountain-climbing skills and endurance can be said to be outstanding among mortals, and no one can match him.

But I don't know if he is considered to be powerful among monks, Qianqing was feeling uneasy, Lin Zichu seemed to have noticed something, and looked back at him.

Qian Qing was startled, and then smiled at him.

I thought, my elder brother has such a good appearance, even if it is covered with ointment, it will not hide it at all.Thinking of all these things, I felt really relaxed.

Everyone no longer used flying swords, but walked on the mountain road with their legs alone.

This road is rugged, and most of them are small paths stepped by monks. Some slopes are so steep that everyone has to use their hands and feet to climb up.

When the Foundation Establishment cultivator performed the fairy art, he was naturally much smarter than ordinary people. He could leap in the air and see things at night.

However, if you don't use celestial arts, you will only have better physical strength than ordinary people, and your mountain climbing skills will not be improved out of thin air anyway.

In the second stage of Optimus Prime, the vegetation is overgrown, the air is humid, and the ground is full of moss.

After only climbing for a while, more than half of the dozen or so foundation-builder cultivators in Linjiazhuang fell severely, and their knees and elbows were broken by sharp rocks.

Qian Qing saw the majestic Foundation Establishment cultivator falling down with a bruised nose and swollen face, and it was so easy to get up by herself, she couldn't help being in a good mood.The audience monks complained, which was very interesting.

Sheng Feng fell the most and stopped several times to wrap himself up.He complained endlessly in his heart, and said with emotion to the monk beside him:

"This mountain... is so difficult to climb at this time. I heard that before Immortal Feng Zhaoming punishes the evil mosquitoes, the monks have to climb over here, and they have to beware of the evil mosquitoes at all times. That is the purgatory on earth."

The monk agreed very much, saying: "Zhaoming Immortal Lord Gao Yi, he..."

Just as they were about to say more, they suddenly remembered something, and both of them shut up.

In my heart, I couldn't help fantasizing about the peerless demeanor of the fairy king going down the mountain to wipe out the fierce mosquitoes.

The so-called, Liaoji must win, Zhengwu Zhaoming, wandering in the sky and Beilin, Tai and Wuping.

Feng Zhaoming and the above three people are called the kings of the four continents, and their combat power is strong. It can be seen from the fact that the mosquitoes dare not come to harass the monks after the first battle to punish the mosquitoes.

Yu Feng's Zhaoming, there is a judgment saying:

Stop where you go,

Stop where you can.

Getting started is right,

The ambition is still high.

Is it an ordinary color?The clothes are stained with evil blood.

As for the height of its movement, it is like the sun and menstruation passing through the sky, and its stillness is like a river running on the ground.

Optimus Pillar Peak.

Zhenfei Peak, Banxie Pavilion.

Feng Zhaoming pushed open the door of the pavilion and walked outside.The two fairies Qingfeng and Mingyue stood solemnly when they saw their master.

He didn't even look at the two fairy boys, and when he took a step, he didn't see the use of immortal techniques, but he shrunk to an inch, and in a blink of an eye, he had already left the Banxie Pavilion.

When Feng Zhaoming was far away, Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at the place where Xianjun left, thinking in their hearts that Xianjun still left.

There are countless disciples of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, sorted by rank, they are Immortal Master, Immortal Venerable, and Immortal Monarch.

The position of Xianjun can accept disciples, such as Feng Zhaoming, who ranks first among Xianjun, can accept three thousand disciples.

There are four people in the position of Immortal Venerable.

The position of Immortal Lord is the most respected, and there is only one person.Since the Immortal Master of Dongkun, in the past ten years, no one from the Zhengyang Immortal Sect has been able to win the title of Immortal Master.

As we all know, a monk's cultivation is divided into seven stages.

Refining Qi, Building Foundation, Forming Alchemy, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, Leaving Body, Mahayana.

Since the beginning of alchemy, the cultivation has become more and more difficult, and the promotion is like ascending to the sky.

There is an unwritten rule, that is, most of the immortals are cultivated as gods, and most of the immortals are cultivated out of the body.Immortal masters are not necessarily the case. For example, the immortal master of Dongkun was Zhu Ming Xianzun of the Xia Palace in the past. Later, because of the battle against the evil dragon, he sacrificed his life to save the common people and pursued the position of immortal master.

At that time, the Immortal Master Dongkun only had the cultivation base of leaving his body.

However, cultivation is not the only criterion for determining the immortal monarch and immortal venerable.

For example, Feng Zhaoming, with outstanding combat prowess, as the first disciple of the Dongkun Immortal, was amazingly talented, and someone recommended him to take over the position of Master and become Zhu Ming Immortal.

However, Feng Zhaoming flatly refused, because after becoming the Immortal Venerable, he would be stationed in the Zhengyang Immortal Sect. At that time, he could not go out of the mountain at will, and he could not find the legacy of the Immortal Lord.

In order to find the immortal master's legacy with all his strength, Feng Zhaoming has never accepted a single disciple.

Holding two spirit stones in his hands, Feng Zhaoming quickly walked into the Baizang Immortal Palace.

In the Baizang Immortal Palace, there is a thin old man sitting upright. The old man's beard and hair are completely white. When he closes his eyes and crosses his legs, his chest rises and falls. If you don't look carefully, you really look like a dead person.

Feng Zhaoming clasped his hands in salute, and said: "Master, Zhaoming will go to find the immortal master's legacy today."

Immortal Venerable Baizang slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, spiritual power surged out from the Immortal Palace.

The clouds and mist are churning, like a dragon and a tiger.

The old man's voice is hoarse and vicissitudes:

"...It's this month."

Feng Zhaoming said: "Yes, the disciple also calculated that in this month, the immortal master's legacy will be recovered."

The old man said: "I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition in my heart. Zhaoming, if you don't go out to look for it, you just wait here. It's the same. What should come will always come, and it won't come before the time. Then child……"

Before the words fell, the old man closed his eyes in extreme exhaustion.

Feng Zhaoming waited quietly for a moment, then walked out of Baizang Immortal Palace.

Suddenly I heard the singing of the divine bird, and a blue bird flapped its wings and flew towards here.

After the blue bird approached Feng Zhaoming, it gently rubbed its neck against its master, then spread its wings and carried Feng Zhaoming on its back.

Feng Zhaoming sat cross-legged on the back of Qingluan's shoulders, his back was as straight as a bamboo, and he looked forward with solemn and determined eyes.

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, the middle section of Xianshan Mountain.

The guards of Linjiazhuang climbed the mountain with difficulty, and after falling down a few times, they gradually mastered the skills, their hands and feet were no longer as stiff as before, and their forward speed increased.

Someone found that Qianqing was flexible in climbing, and after such a long time, her panting did not become so severe, and her condition was much better than that of a group of foundation-building monks.

Zhang Renzhi thought to himself, this son has outstanding stamina, far better than ordinary people, no wonder the young master likes him.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Lin Zichu and Qianqing suddenly stopped in front of him.Zhang Renzhi was at the end and asked, "What's going on ahead, Young Master?"

Then Qianqing replied: "There is a swamp here."

Everyone's complexion sank, and they stepped forward one after another to observe the situation.

I have never seen a swamp, but I smelled the strange smell of the swamp first, as if countless plants were rotting.

Due to the accumulation of silt all year round, the air is humid, forming miasma and emitting bursts of stench.

There is gas in the mud, and bubbles pop out from time to time, and they make a muddy sound when they burst.

Fortunately, the first swamp they encountered was very small, less than three feet wide at its widest point.

There were a few gray mosquitoes with thin legs as big as a washbasin, staring at them, their wings vibrating and buzzing.

"It's okay! The mosquito king has not yet formed in the swamp here," said a Foundation Establishment cultivator, "Let's go there carefully, we won't run into danger."

Everyone was cautious, avoiding the swamp, keeping their feet on the ground, and detoured forward.Linzi held Qianqing's hand, lest he fall into the swamp.

Qian Qing tightly held Lin Zichu's cold palm.It's not that he feels scared, it's just that he suddenly wants to do this in his heart.

Qianqing held Lin Zichu by the hand, her head drooped, her eyes looked down, but she was not looking at the road, but at her own pocket.

Ah Mao, who had been docile in his pocket in the past, suddenly writhed and struggled in his pocket for unknown reasons, ran around, and hit the pocket with his body.

It seemed to escape from the pocket and come out, very manic.

If Amao was in such a strange state in normal times, Qianqing would definitely open the pocket and let him out.

However, there are many dangers here, and there are many unknown dangers. Qianqing can't let Amao come out. If she gets lost, she won't be able to find her.

He held the pocket with the other hand, poking Ah Mao's head through the pocket as if threatening.

The spider in the pocket was docile for a moment, then struggled violently again, causing Qianqing's pocket to swing back and forth.

Everyone crossed the swamp without any risk and continued to walk forward.

Soon there will be no large-scale mountain roads, and we can only move forward in the jungle and mud.

Optimus Prime has a rich aura and is easy for plants to grow.Most of the fairy mountains are towering giant trees, covering the sky and the sun.

Vines clung around the giant tree, and some vines were thicker than Qianqing's thighs, tightly entwined around the giant tree, and green juice flowed down where the vines connected with the tree.

Zhengwuzhou is close to the sea and it is rainy, and the middle section of Optimus Pillar is even more humid, so the roots of the trees here are exposed to the surface, and the shapes are different, which is very spectacular.

The higher you climb, the bigger the tree grows and the wider the swamp.

The first swamp they encountered was only three feet away, so everyone made a detour.

The second swamp was five feet long, everyone hesitated and still made a detour.

The third swamp I encountered was about [-] feet long and [-] feet wide. If I made another detour, I would have to go around for a whole day in this hard-to-walk jungle.

A monk climbed out of breath and said, "I think it's quite peaceful here, why don't you fly with your sword?"

Zhang Renzhi scolded in a low voice: "Once Yujian flies, he will be discovered by the Swamp Mosquito King. Do you want to kill us?"

The monk muttered, "If you are discovered, you may not fly over here. How can you be so unlucky?"

However, I also know how powerful it is, but it's just lip service.

Lin Zichu said: "Take the floating board."

Before leaving, each monk in Linjiazhuang carried five or six floating boards on his body.The so-called floating board is a kind of thing prepared for crossing the swamp. It has a special texture and does not stick to the mud. For example, a wooden board can float on the water surface, and a floating board can also float on mud.

All the monks took out the floating boards one after another, spread them on the swamp, and walked on the pedals.

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