God please

On Xiongyin Mountain, there is like a giant green bear lying quietly more than two thousand li away from Jianglong Ridge. The ancient tomb of Tianfang Patriarch is deep in the mountainside.A row of blue-light-restricted light curtains stood close to the foot of the mountain, enveloping Xiongyin Mountain.Ordinary monks can't get in.

Shan Zhiyuan stopped outside the blue light barrier, but saw flying swords whizzing overhead, and there happened to be a row of monks standing on the flying swords, the leader of the red-shirted nun was heroic, and she cupped her hands and raised her voice: "We are under Tianle's sect. , fellow daoist, please make it easier for me."

Tianlemen is the largest sword cultivator sect with a thunderous reputation.The blue light curtain immediately opened an opening to welcome the swordsmen into it.Just as the light curtain was about to close, a black shadow suddenly approached, ready to break in.

Then I heard several people shouting at the same time: "Looking for death!"

Several platinum blades of light streaked across, cutting the figure into several pieces. When the blood flower bloomed in mid-air, it was as beautiful as a peony, and then there were a few muffled slaps, and the broken limbs fell on the grass outside the green curtain.

A middle-aged sword cultivator with a gloomy face put away the spirit sword, and said solemnly: "If you sneak in again, you will end up like this wild cultivator." Then he arrogantly swept through the crowd of scattered cultivators outside the restriction, and just turned into Inside the light curtain, the blue light curtain was silent and closed again.

Shan Zhiyuan's eyes were fixed, and he landed on the grass.The casual cultivator was cut into several sections, blood splashed down, and the closest place to Shan Zhiyuan was less than half a zhang.

A thin man beside him sighed and said: "Forget it, since Xiongyin Mountain is blocked by these giants, there is no chance for me to wait for casual cultivation. Rather than wasting it here, it is better to find another opportunity." After saying that, he turned around. That's it.

Several other monks also looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking of retreating.

Shan Zhiyuan heard someone talking beside him, and only then did he understand clearly.It turned out that the sects that blocked Xiongyin Mountain and searched Tianfang ancient tomb were Linghua Palace, Ningzhen School, Tianle Gate and Sanshan Temple.They are all capable of dominating one side, and ordinary sects dare not show their edge, let alone these small sects of casual cultivators.

On the journey of cultivating immortals, there are many opportunities, but those who are capable come first.Although those sects acted domineeringly, they were beyond reproach.It's just that Shan Zhiyuan was dissatisfied, so he retreated quietly, away from Xiongyin Mountain.

However, he quietly hid his whereabouts and sneaked to the south foot, but saw the towering cliffs in the misty light curtain, and there was only a winding path, sandwiched between towering rocks, leading directly to the mountain.

Then he performed another magical spell, and this time, Gou Chen answered the invitation and stood in front of him, with neither joy nor sadness on his face, he said coldly: "What's the matter?"

Now Shan Zhiyuan is more or less used to this person's black face, he didn't say much, he just pointed at the blue light restraint, and said: "My lord, please help me break this restraint."

Gou Chen said: "The god is possessed, all restrictions are invalid, just go in." Just want to take action, Shan Zhiyuan hurriedly took a step back, and said again: "I want to completely break this restriction!"

Gou Chen frowned and looked at him, "Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Shan Zhiyuan said solemnly: "Of course it is clear. It is too unfair for the big faction to seize the opportunity."

Gou Chendao: "Cultivating the Tao is a matter of fighting against the sky. The strong prosper and the weak perish. This is fairness."

Shan Zhiyuan listened to his lecture, paused for a while, but still said: "In the end, there will be a chance to fight for your life. I also ask Mr. Gou Chen to make it happen."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Gou Chen didn't say much, and with a sway of his body, he raised his two fingers together and swipe vertically on the body of the little monk who possessed him.

A star official with the appearance of a middle-aged woman stepped out from the scratch, wearing the same black official uniform as Xingchen, with a kind face, bowed to Gou Chen, and said softly and gently: "Shaowei see Gou Chen Great Emperor."

Gou Chen nodded slightly, and said, "Release this restriction."

Shaowei Xingguan respectfully responded, took out a Langhao pen and a blank yellow talisman from his sleeve, turned around and looked at the blue light curtain for a moment, then simply wrote a spell on the yellow talisman, and then threw it lightly.

The yellow talisman seemed to be spiritual, it fluttered into the air, and stuck on the blue light screen spontaneously.Then a blinding white light flashed from the talisman, and countless spider web-like cracks suddenly appeared on the blue light curtain, which quietly exploded into thousands of pieces and disappeared without a trace.

The official Shaowei Xing didn't change his face, he just took the Langhao pen, and after paying a respectful salute, he disappeared from the spot.

Shan Zhiyuan marveled at Shaowei's magical skills, but heard Gou Chen say: "Shaowei controls the magic circle of runes in the world, breaking this kind of magic circle is just child's play."

Not waiting for Shan Zhiyuan to admire and sigh, Gou Chen has already stepped forward, with a flash of figure, winding up the small path.

Shan Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "Don't bother me, just let me do things myself."

Gou Chen stopped on the mountain road, but did not leave his body, he only handed over the control to Shan Zhiyuan, and did not make a sound.

It was rare for Shan Zhiyuan to meet this fairy who was so eloquent, he was grateful in his heart, but he didn't stop stepping, he crossed the mountain stream and the cliff, his body was light and agile, and soon he was halfway up the mountain.He took out Master's natal jade talisman, and seeing that the light flickered stronger and stronger, he knew that he was getting closer to Master, so he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and cheered up to go up the mountain.

But after walking for half a mile, they heard the sound of fighting coming from ahead.He hurriedly dodged and hid among the bushes, and saw several figures whizzing past his head, and another person screamed, and then the warm and viscous plasma poured down on the bush where Shan Zhiyuan was hiding, and then Through the branches and leaves, it dripped onto the little monk's head and face.

The strong smell of blood made people want to vomit, Shan Zhiyuan was startled, he even covered his mouth and nose, trying to hide his fear.Then I heard a young man shouting in a cold voice: "You wild cultivators are also trying to get a share of the pie. It's just a fool's dream. The Taoist Lord will send you on the road today. In the next life, don't fight against my Sanshan Temple again."

Immediately there were a few more horrified wailings, the blood rained down, knocking on the leaves with a rustling sound, and splashed on Shan Zhiyuan's shoulders and back, but the Qingyun Tianyi was spotless, and the blood dripped all the way into the mud.

He quietly looked through the gaps in the bushes, and saw lifeless corpses falling down one after another, and two young monks in brown Taoist robes with eight diagrams on their backs immediately fell down.One of them raised his hand, put those unowned storage pouches and magic weapons into his hands, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this trip has been very fruitful. Although someone broke the mountain protection array and let the group of wild cultivators enter the mountain, but It is cheap for us. I don’t want these unknown pawns to have little assets, even if they can’t find the ancient tomb, they won’t return empty-handed.”

The older monk also smiled and said: "It's ridiculous that these ants are overestimated, and they deserve death."

The two started talking and laughing, and walked further and further away.

Shan Zhiyuan didn't want his momentary kindness to lead to such tragic consequences, he tightly grasped the branch of the bush with his fingers, and unexpectedly broke the branch with a click.

With a crisp sound, the brown-robed monk reacted extremely quickly. With a flash of black light in his palm, a thunderbolt shot out into the bushes, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion, flipping the soil, and the nearby bushes immediately burst into flames.

It's no wonder that the two Sanshanguan monks made such a fuss, the bush was less than ten feet away from them, and the two of them hadn't noticed the hidden living things in it before, so they naturally attacked with all their strength in fear.

Shan Zhiyuan's cultivation level is far from what it used to be, he jumped out of the bushes with a quick leap, but he couldn't escape, so his heart sank, he summoned the spirit sword in his hand, and stabbed at the young man go.

Both of those two had already established their foundations, and they were also Dharma cultivators, so they killed those loose cultivators only by relying on magical treasures.Now suddenly being pointed at by the spirit sword, he lost his hands and feet for a while.

The junior brother of the Sanshan Temple only built the third floor of the foundation, he only felt that the sharp blade had a tricky angle, no matter where he dodged, he would hit the tip of the sword, his body froze immediately, and then there was a pain in his throat, and a line of blood spurted out.

Once Shan Zhiyuan succeeds in one move, he feels that his heart is like an ancient mirror, the waves are not moving, the surrounding atmosphere changes, one by one is reflected in his heart, he turns around and strikes with his sword again.

But the senior brother saw the opportunity very quickly, he had already completed the spell, he raised his hand, but his hand was empty, the flame spell that was always doing whatever he wanted unexpectedly failed.Shocked, he suddenly felt a cold wind hit his face, and his field of vision was filled with sharp sword light. Shan Zhiyuan had already made a surprise attack. Between the lightning and the flint, a sword hit his chest with such force that he cut off several ribs and broke his heart. The pulse is broken.

The magnificent red blood waterfall sprayed into the air, and some splashed on Shan Zhiyuan's cheek, embellishing that handsome little monk like an evil ghost.The Sanshan Temple monk staggered two steps, then fell to the ground without making a sound.

The cultivator who established the foundation had a meager soul, and slowly detached from the corpses of the two men, and after only a few breaths, he disappeared without a trace.

Shan Zhiyuan felt his heart beating like a drum, panting like a cow, and the fingers holding the spirit sword trembled slightly.Gou Chen left the body at this time, the little monk lost his strength, knelt on the ground with one knee, supported it with the spirit sword on the ground with his backhand, gritted his teeth secretly, and adjusted his breath to recover.

Gou Chen stood by Shan Zhiyuan's side and swept around. Seven or eight corpses in the pool of blood were completely dead. He still nodded and said, "I'm afraid I underestimated you for being able to defeat two foundation cultivators by yourself." The talent of the sword."

Shan Zhiyuan took someone's life for the first time, his hands and feet trembled a little.But he knew that this time was definitely not a moment of nostalgia. After adjusting his breath evenly, he suppressed all the surging thoughts in his heart, grabbed his sleeves and wiped away the blood from his cheeks, "The sword technique taught by Mr. Gou Chen is exquisite, that man's spell is invalid... ...I'm afraid it's the little star official who secretly assisted me, in the final analysis, I can win because of you a lot."

This little cultivator's heart is sober now, and he didn't see much wavering.The various changes in these days really made Shan Zhiyuan improve a lot.Gou Chen also felt satisfied, but he heard Shan Zhiyuan change the subject, and said sadly: "In the end it was me who...caused them."

If he hadn't asked Gou Chen to break the restriction, why would these casual cultivators die tragically?The mountain wind blows, and the forest sea is full of waves. Shan Zhiyuan stands in the open space in the forest, his back is lonely, and he looks a bit depressed.

Gou Chen said: "In the ancient tomb of Tianfang, heroes compete, and all kinds of dangers are well known. Ascetics have long put life and death aside, you just give them a chance to fight. Whether you want to fight or not is up to you, why bother to blame yourself? .”

Shan Zhiyuan took it for granted, and felt sentimental in his heart, and sighed: "The journey of cultivating immortality is difficult and dangerous every step of the way. I don't know when I will die..."

Gou Chen said: "I will protect myself and not let you die."

In a short sentence, for some reason, it seemed like a hot current poured into Shan Zhiyuan's chest, causing him to be a little short of breath, his ears were burning red, his eyes were evasive, and he didn't dare to look over.

Gou Chen saw that the little monk showed embarrassment for some reason, and couldn't help frowning slightly.The mind of this mortal is really unpredictable.Sometimes depressed, sometimes shy, so strange.He only said: "If you want to stay here to pay homage to these monks, I will return to the heaven first."

Shan Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "I, I will set off now. Master is not far away." He still relied on Gou Chen to release the soul-locking talisman for his master, so naturally he wanted to keep him.

...It's definitely not because of any reluctance in my heart.

While thinking like this, Shan Zhiyuan collected all the storage bags and magic weapons that had no owner in the place, and checked the direction pointed by the master's natal jade talisman, and galloped up the mountain in a flash.

After walking for another half an hour, a cave appeared in front of my eyes.Gou Chen said: "Your master is lucky, he has already found the entrance of the ancient tomb."

Shan Zhiyuan said: "Everyone in the ancient tomb is staring at it, I will not go over my own strength to fight for it, I only wish for Master's safety."

He checked carefully and confirmed that the seal at the entrance of the cave had been broken, and just now he found a better-looking spirit sword from the pile of magic treasures he had harvested earlier, held it in his hand, and then stepped into the cave.

Gou Chen's voice was calm in his sea of ​​consciousness, but for some reason, it seemed to have a seductive taste of Ruo Taiyu, "You have the pantheon in hand, which is enough to compete with everyone. If you are still so timid, just ask for safety , how to make great progress and make further progress?"

Shan Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, the fairy proposed to him to fight for the treasure of the ancient tomb, if he hadn't promised "I won't let you die" earlier, he would have acted as a black hearted fairy to coax him to die.

He refused to answer, and just stepped into the cave step by step, the surrounding bluestone walls were full of sword marks, and after walking for a while, there were corpses lying horizontally.Shan Zhiyuan leaned over to touch it, the body was already cold, his waist was empty, all the treasures were searched away by the predecessors.

The narrow and long hole meanders forward for a while, and then diverges into a fork.Shan Zhiyuan took out the natal jade talisman to test left and right, the light was a little stronger when the jade talisman was on the left, so he entered the hole on the left without hesitation.

After walking only a hundred feet, the cave suddenly became spacious, with a huge white net on the top of the cave.Head Yue was tightly tied up with white ropes, hanging upside down from the top of the cave, only his head was exposed, his white hair hung down like cobwebs, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Shan Zhiyuan's heart tightened, he rushed into the cave a few steps, raised his head and shouted: "Master!"

Yue Zhong moved slightly, opened his eyes, and turned his head to look blankly, "To...far?"

Shan Zhiyuan felt a little apprehensive, looked left and right, then raised his sword and chopped at a rope that fixed the giant white net, "Master, don't worry, I'll save you!"

Yue Zhong hastily shouted: "Zhiyuan be careful!"

A foul-smelling gust of wind hit the back of his head violently.