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Chapter 24

Qinghai Manshan is not a mountain, but a top-grade magic weapon. As for why Qinghai Manshan changed from a magic weapon to a mountain, the reason probably dates back tens of thousands of years ago.At that time, Qinghai Manshan was still an unknown little bumpkin without a name, until a cultivator from the Tribulation Period came.

That man was dignified and kind, but who would have thought that he would wave his hand the next moment, move mountains and seas, show supernatural powers, and smash that little earth bag into a big hole, this monk in the tribulation period is also not bad , casually took out a few magic weapons from the Qiankun bag, picked and picked among them for a long time and came up with an owl statue in the shape of a bird and beast statue, that owl statue was made of bronze, like a cow like a dragon, like a bird like a horse , the dragon head lifts the beam, the body curves and facial expressions are particularly cute.The cultivator in the crossing period threw the Owl Zun directly into the big pit. After a while, the whole body of the Owl Zun gave off a burst of blue light, and spit out a stream of spring water from his mouth. The water meandered up along the soil. After a short time, the big pit was filled, and the loess exposed to the sun was suddenly covered with a layer of green. I saw that the place is already full of greenery. The owl sank straight into the bottom of the water, and the blue light was no longer emitted from the whole body.

The cultivator who threw the Owl Lord went away laughing and laughing when he saw the green mountains all over the place. No one knew why the Tribulation Stage cultivator left the Owl Lord here.

After the cultivator from the Tribulation Stage left, many immortal cultivators came one after another. Some of them dived, some shoveled the soil, and they worked very hard, but they couldn't find the Owl Lord anymore.Just looking at the green land that was born by the Owl Zun is full of vitality, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the waterfall is rushing, the scenery is picturesque, like a paradise, but it is really hard to understand, where did the Owl Zun go?

Ten thousand years in the blink of an eye, the cultivators gradually forgot about the disappearing Owl Lord, but the name of that Owl Lord gradually became Qinghai Manshan, and became the topic of conversation in the world of cultivating immortals after dinner.

Ten thousand years later, the Owl Lord who had been silent for thousands of years suddenly woke up, and the blue light surrounding his body illuminated the entire Qinghai Mountains. Everyone knew that the Lingbao was born, and they couldn't hold back their restless hearts anymore, and they all went there.

Gu Ziming obviously belonged to the type of person who couldn't hold back. Knowing that Lingbao was born, he had already been kicked out of the shelves and became the head of Wentianzong. into the hands of others.He did know that the cultivator who abandoned Ou Zun had ascended ten thousand years later, what does this mean?

It means that what the cultivators throw away at will during the tribulation period must be treasures!Look at that Qinghai is full of mountains, and they can casually transform into a paradise. If the spirit treasure can be recognized as its owner, it will not be afraid of thunder, calamity, fire and evil wind!

Gu Ziming made up his mind that he had to go there in person. He sneaked out of Wen Tianzong and appeared in Manshan, Qinghai, but before he entered the paradise, he was hit by a blue light on his forehead. Gu Ziming never imagined that he would A monk in the late stage of fusion was knocked to the ground so easily by the blue light, and it took a lot of effort to stand up.

When Gu Ziming wanted to start all over again, he found that there were some vines suddenly in front of him. He didn't take it seriously, but when he stepped into the green space, the few vines that emerged from the ground suddenly looked like a giant python, and Gu Ziming was the prey that fell into the python's mouth , although Gu Ziming was bound tightly by the vines, he was still a late-stage monk, and he didn't pay attention to the vines at all. He struggled a few times, but the vines bound him tighter and tighter. Gu Ziming only felt angry. The blood flowed backwards, and he was short of breath. At this time, another vine emerged from the ground, and the vine was violently drawn towards him with an unstoppable force. Gu Ziming was spun around like a spinning top. Taking Venus, I don't know what year it is.

Gu Ziming, who had been whipped by vines for a long time, finally collapsed limply. He covered his swollen face with his hands, and ran back to Wentianzong in a hurry. Wentianzong saw Gu Ziming who came back suddenly, and he hadn't had time to revive his teacher Seeing the face that was swollen into a steamed bun when they asked the crime, they were all out of breath from laughing, and they didn't want to pursue why Gu Ziming disappeared. Everyone was curious about what happened to Gu Ziming.

But Gu Ziming swallowed his tears in order to save a bit of dignity. No matter who in the sect asked him, he refused to say anything.

Just kidding, he, a monk in the late stage of fusion, was whipped by a few vines, so it's too embarrassing to say that.

And not long after, the world of cultivating immortals began to hear some anecdotes about the mountains in Qinghai, such as a Nascent Soul monk who was hung on a tree for several months, and a fit monk who was trapped in an unknown cave for several years. It was retrieved by Zongmen after a lot of effort.After being rescued by the sect, he couldn't hide it after all, and the wind leaked out.

For a while, those monks who were eager to try all avoided Qinghai Manshan, fearing that they would become a joke in the world of cultivating immortals after going there. Although they felt itchy in their hearts, they firmly believed that I must not be the only one who felt uncomfortable!

For example, Gu Ziming, when he heard that someone was hung on a tree for several months or trapped in a cave for several years, he thought that he was lucky, but he was whipped by vines like a spinning top, at least he ran back by himself, Instead of being rescued by Zongmen.

If others knew that Gu Ziming had been beaten by several vines, he asked where to put the face of the acting head of Tianzong, and where to put the face of his late-stage monk!

Knowing that the fit monk who had been trapped in the cave for several years finally vomited several bowls of blood due to too much gossip, ran into the cave in a desperate manner, and was about to retreat for hundreds of years before coming out, Gu Ziming's heart ached. The itchiness disappeared a lot, and he leaned forward and back with a gleeful smile.

But that Qinghai Mountain is always the cinnabar mole in Gu Ziming's heart, and he always thinks about it several times a day before giving up.

What kind of magical weapon is that Owl Zun called Qinghai Manshan?

Gu Ziming couldn't figure it out, and neither could the cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals, and the cultivator who knew the truth had already gone to the Nine Heavens, so he couldn't tell them the truth.

After He Chunlin and Wang Cheng left Wentianzong, they stopped and walked all the way. Probably Wang Cheng was already a monk in the early stage of Yuanying. He Chunlin didn't meet a single fault along the way, even the people he met on the road were ordinary people like him. .Thinking of when he and Wang Cheng were just about to roam the world, they ran into immortals every few days, thinking of those people, He Chunlin felt that hatred in his heart.

Wang Cheng was looking down at He Chunlin, he didn't know why He Chunlin would be angry at a sugar man...

That's right, He Chunlin is holding a candy figure in his hand. Although it doesn't fit his 45-year-old mental age, it is forced by Wang Cheng. He Chunlin doesn't like sweets. He has tooth decay and wisdom teeth. The sourness in the dental hospital made He Chunlin vow to take good care of his teeth.But facing the sugar figurine that Wang Cheng handed over, He Chunlin couldn't refuse, so he could only hold it in his hand as a decoration. He simply looked at the sugar figurine in his hand, while thinking about the matter with Wang Cheng before, his heart became more and more I hate it more and more.

While He Chunlin was thinking wildly, a hand appeared in front of his eyes and took away the sugar figurine he hadn't talked about. He Chunlin looked suspiciously at Wang Cheng who had taken the sugar figurine and asked, "What's wrong?"

"If you don't like it, don't eat it..." Before he finished speaking, Wang Cheng threw the sugar figurine on the ground casually, and the sugar figurine rolled a few times on the ground, and it was covered with dust after a while , disgraced.

He Chunlin followed the rolling direction of the sugar man, he felt weird, and felt that something was wrong, but before he thought about it, he heard Wang Cheng say, "Do you want to stay in a hotel?"

"Ah... yes, that's right, find a place to live quickly. I haven't taken a good bath or anything during this journey, so I can bear it to death." He Chunlin immediately grabbed Wang Cheng's hand, excited Bobo was ready to find an inn, He Chunlin had always been a man of action, and as for the sugar figure that was discarded on the ground, He Chunlin didn't even look at it again.

When He Chunlin rushed into the room impatiently, Wang Cheng was still discussing with the waiter about dinner tonight, but He Chunlin immediately dismissed the waiter and dragged Wang Cheng into the room. Finally, when there were only He Chunlin and Wang Cheng left in the room, He Chunlin realized that there was no crowd of people, and when he and Wang Cheng were alone, it was really terrifyingly quiet.But He Chunlin was right, he knew that Wang Cheng had always been taciturn, and although he would spit out a long string of words occasionally, most of them would frighten him.

He Chunlin had already stepped on the bed with one foot, turned his head and looked at Wang Cheng with a smile, "Come, sit on the bed."

Wang Cheng glanced at He Chunlin, then turned his head to look out the window, "It's still early, if you go to sleep..."

"Stop talking nonsense." He Chunlin interrupted Wang Cheng's words unceremoniously, and directly tore off his own clothes, only to see He Chunlin's small body fully exposed to Wang Cheng's eyes.

Wang Cheng blinked, obviously not understanding what He Chunlin meant.

The hatred in He Chunlin's heart looked at Wang Cheng who was still standing there like a log, and he couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Wang, although I know that my body is really nothing, but it's not so embarrassing, right?"

"Ah?" Wang Cheng still didn't understand.

Although He Chunlin had already adapted to Wang Cheng's wooden fish head, he never expected that Wang Cheng would be so incomprehensible. Didn't he enjoy playing with fireflies?Why are you so stupid!

"I asked you to come here! What the hell!" He Chunlin finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Wang Cheng was obviously dumbfounded by He Chunlin's yelling, and walked obediently to He Chunlin's side. He saw He Chunlin stepping on the bed with his feet bent over, as if he was afraid of hitting his head, but his eyes were as bright as the night In the starlight in the movie, He Chunlin put his hands on Wang Cheng's shoulders, and asked earnestly, "Xiao Wang, do you still remember the night you came back from Wentian Ladder?"

Wang Cheng froze.

He Chunlin, who realized that Wang Cheng was really turning into a log, covered his face and said helplessly: "I suddenly feel that the sins I did in my previous life are destined to be on you in this life. Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng, you really want to... "

The words were still in his mouth, but he couldn't speak anymore, because at this time He Chunlin was held in Wang Cheng's arms, and his chattering mouth was successfully blocked.

He Chunlin felt his heart beating extremely fast, and when Wang Cheng let go of him, He Chunlin's eyes were blurred, and all anger disappeared.

"Do you want?" The three words in Wang Cheng's mouth were like the most popular medicine in the world, the spring of the soul, and He Chunlin's hearing was rippling, as if he was walking on clouds.

He Chunlin felt that this big stupid guy was really powerful, he could scratch his itch every time. When Wang Cheng pressed He Chunlin on the bed, He Chunlin was still in a state of ecstasy, accepting the strong impact instinctively.

He didn't realize at all that those cloudy eyes were so clear at this moment.