Jade bone ice muscle

Half a month has passed, and the Yunding Conference is drawing to a close.

More than half of the people were eliminated in the preliminary round, and the trials in the rematch were increased layer by layer. They all went into battle with real knives and guns. Without the escort of the masters of various academies, the disciples who were not strong enough would have lost their lives in the trials, not just a little bit. Painless skin trauma.

This grand gathering of self-selected disciples within the Taoist sect can be described as a hundred schools of thought contending, each showing their magical powers.

The trial of medicinal cultivation is to identify hundreds of herbs to cure strange poisons, the trial of weapon cultivation is almost an exposition of magical weapons and swords, and the trial of art cultivation is even more unique. The disciples enter the sea of ​​knowledge to break the situation, and many elders with high cultivation bases are also among them. The test is that the disciples can find the fastest and easiest way to break the situation in the shortest time.The sword training trial is held in the Vientiane Martial Arts Field. In addition to the Tianji Palace swordsmanship, disciples can also use their own housekeeping skills. Anyway, everyone depends on their ability.

Every competition is real, and everyone is thrilled to see it. The participating disciples have tried their best to not only save their lives, but also win. The disciples selected from this are extremely outstanding. They enter the final trial and become candidates for direct disciples. , It also made the people present at the meeting more convinced that Tianji Palace is in charge of the Taoism of the world.

On this day's rest, Yue Tingfang took the two bundles brought by the sparrow, and took Ji Xuewei to the guest courtyard. As soon as he walked outside the gate of Yulingzong, the voices of the elders inside came out.

It's not good to rush in rashly, the two juniors paused and stood outside the door to listen.

In the courtyard, Ling Si Anran was making tea. Wu Xingxue, the lord of the Absolute Immortal Palace, sat enchantingly in one side of her elaborately dressed complex attire. not to be trifled.

Ji Xuewei asked in a low voice: "Brother Fang, who is that strong man?"

"Jin Tianlu, the right protector of Xueyuan Palace, it's strange, why did this bastard come to look for Uncle Ling?" Yue Tingfang pulled him to the corner of the wall and squatted skillfully.

Contradictions between Taoists, fighting openly and secretly, and treacherous things, Xiaonizi doesn't understand, in her eyes, they are all elders.

It's just the difference between kind-looking and vicious-looking, she asked puzzledly: "Mu Qingjun often said that since you are a guest, you should treat yourself well, brother, you even scolded me, so don't be listened to."

Yue Tingfang raised his hand and pointed: "Little sister, I will teach you a lesson today. When you see these people, stay away. Xueyuan Palace is the number one dog leg of the prison sect, and they have done a lot of crimes secretly. It’s just that someone tried to punish them for not catching them. They have always been at odds with Tianji Palace, and the selection of disciples is our private matter, so they just come here to join in the fun, what good intentions can they have?”

Ji Xuewei suddenly realized "Oh", and then cursed: "Bastard."

Yue Tingfang pinched her mouth: "It's fine if you know, girls don't swear."

"What about the Absolute Immortal Palace?" Ji Xuewei looked at Wu Xingxue, the cloud temples and phoenix hairpin, the embroidered robe, and the fragrance of powder that could be smelled from far away, the little girl couldn't help but sigh, "Is it Wu Qinglan's uncle? Such a handsome uncle."

"Uh..." Yue Tingfang resisted not rolling his eyes, and said, "Juexian Palace doesn't stick to both sides, and like Xiaoyue Tower, it's free in Taoism and fighting. Apart from being fond of dressing poorly, I haven't heard of any problems."

The two juniors muttered outside the door. Inside the door, Jin Tianlu had already choked Ling Si back and forth several times. He was very polite, and his words were full of sarcasm. Ling Si had a good temper and was the best at dealing with such people. Intermittently ridiculed for an hour, he lightly threw out the sentence "You are right", Jin Tianlu choked and couldn't find anything to say.

The more Wu Xingxue listened to it, the more interesting she was. She sipped the tea carefully and didn't lend a hand, but she also developed a good impression of Ling Si.

Speaking of excitement, Jin Tianlu slapped his thigh, and his words became even more offensive. Wu Xingxue thought his rough voice was unsightly, so he made a relief: "Someone is listening outside, Jin Protector is good as a teacher, why don't you call people in and listen?"

After being named, Yue Tingfang pulled Ji Xuewei to stand up, and went directly into the yard to confess to the elders.

Jin Tianlu was talking about the Shangqing Temple's formation to exorcise evil spirits and drove them to their territory. He encountered a few living corpses who wanted to explain to the Xueyuan Palace, saying that the Shangqing Temple was backed by Tianji Palace, and its actions were unreasonable. Lay on.

Wu Xingxue stared at Yue Tingfang: "My little friend, what do you think?"

Yue Tingfang had heard it long ago, and said unceremoniously: "Whoever the walking corpse appears at the door of the house belongs to that person. If you feel wronged, you can hand it over for inspection, and burn it on the spot in a hurry. Is it not a guilty conscience or something? It's the fault of others. The view of the Qing Dynasty is unreasonable, huh—”

Jin Tianlu frowned: "Where did you come from? Be polite!"

Yue Tingfang cupped his hands in a perfunctory way: "I've offended you, don't blame Jin Protector. I'm Yue Tingfang, a disciple of Tianji Palace. The Shangqing Temple you mentioned just now, well, my father is the master."

Jin Tianlu: "..."

Ling Si waved at them: "Why are Ting Fang and Xiao Wei here? Looking for Ling Xiao and the others?"

Ji Xuewei smiled obediently: "Wu Que sent a congratulatory gift in advance, and we will bring it to Sister Xiao Ge Lan."

Wu Xingxue was puzzled: "Is it Yu Wuque who helped Qinglan before? I have been looking for him for a long time, and I heard that he was detained in the floating palace, so I want to thank him personally."

Jin Tianlu frowned: "Detained in the floating palace? Is it the palace where the crane does not return?"

Yue Tingfang glared at him: "Don't call the immortal by his name directly, you have to call him Shangxian Taiwei."

"There was a monster before, and it was the young masters Yu Wuque and Wu Qinglan who got the key evidence to solve the incident smoothly." Ling Si explained, "However, Wuque was punished in the floating palace, and he will not be able to come down for a while. If we don’t see each other, it’s normal for the juniors to take care of each other, so the Palace Master Wu doesn’t have to worry about it.”

Jin Tianlu exchanged glances with his entourage, stood up and said something was wrong, and then left with Wu Xingxue. Ling Xiao and Ling Lan came out of the back room. Ling Lan touched the sword with a displeased expression on his face: "Finally left, Dad! , This kind of person tolerates him, why don’t we come out.”

Ling Si smiled helplessly: "One thing more is worse than one thing less. The two of you will definitely stand up for your father when you come out. Offending others will not benefit the two of you in your future career. Tingfang and Xiaowei are looking for you."

Ling Xiao agreed with Ling Si's words, and would suppress any temper. The father and son behaved in the same way, and he turned to look at Yue Tingfang with a smile: "Have you brought anything?"

Yue Tingfang took out the Qiankun bag and dumped it on the tea table: "He probably won't be able to come, so I made a congratulatory gift for you in advance, Sister Lan, this talisman pen is embedded with natural ore, which turns into cinnabar when it gets wet, so you don't need to grind the ink. take it."

"There is also a medicine bag, Brother Xiao, this herbal medicine bag is ten times larger than the ordinary Qiankun bag, and I found special materials to sew it for you."

Yue Tingfang and Ji Xuewei stood upright, and they smiled and cupped their hands together: "Dai Wuque congratulates Sister Lan and Brother Xiao, your wish has come true!"

The four juniors were chatting and laughing in the courtyard, and seeing Ling Si's fatherly heart was indescribably comfortable, he grabbed everyone and pushed him outside: "Okay, tomorrow is the final trial, success or failure is up to you, today You should also relax and go play with Tingfang Xiaowei."

Yue Tingfang wanted to run while dragging her: "Thank you, Uncle Ling!"

"I should thank you." Ling Si looked far and wide, and smiled faintly, "Ling Xiao Ling Lan has a bosom friend like you, so I can rest assured in the future, go, go quickly."

On the path not far away, Jin Tianlu put down the branch and turned his back: "Ling Si is a cautious person, submissive, I hate this kind of face the most, you find someone to keep an eye on his movements, Yaying has no reason to target a cowardly and honest person , unless he is really sanctimonious, pretending."

The follower said: "Yes, it took us a lot of effort to get the information. We must keep an eye on Ling Si and catch the handle."

Jin Tianlu: "There are still orphans in the Undead City."

The entourage said: "Yuying's maid said that the baby she picked up was actually a boy. If she hadn't accidentally overheard Yan Qingshan and his wife whispering in the ovary, this secret couple would probably hide it for a lifetime. When the orphan was taken away, Ya Ying gave a brocade pouch, which contained her real crown and feathers."

Jin Tianlu touched the handle of the knife: "The design finally got Yaying's crown feather. After searching for so long, the magic circle didn't respond."

The entourage said: "Tianji Palace may not have left the baby in the mountain, it may have sent it out. The magic circle can't find another crown feather, maybe it's because of the deception."

"He Bugui went to snatch the child 16 years ago. I heard that the Floating Temple of the Immortal Mountain is protected by layers of barriers, and no one is allowed to enter." Jin Tianlu said, "Will the child be inside?"

"It's possible, my subordinates have verified that no disciples have ever entered the Floating Sky Palace before. Yu Wuque was indeed arrested and locked up in the Floating Sky Palace because of punishment, but it has been more than a few months now, and strange things have happened frequently in these few months. It's a coincidence that there are so many people in the mountain to catch up with the Yunding Conference again."

"It's a coincidence." Jin Tianlu sneered, "You investigate Yu Wuque's details thoroughly, and see what kind of family background this kid really has."

"Yes!"

at the same time.

The outer layer of the dry water prison, like black silk falling into the water, rolled up layers of satin and floated outside the air bubbles.

If you look closely, those "black silks" are actually made of live fish and shrimps, because the number is too large and dense, and it has a fabric-like texture.

Most of them died from the shallow water to the deep, even so, all the fish and shrimp still acted in unison, desperate to die and gather outside the dry water prison.

The restrictions are strict, even the low-level monsters dare not approach at will, and the fish and shrimp cruising around a certain distance will not disperse.

It's not time yet, wait, wait, wait.

When the singing came again, it was the best time to sacrifice oneself to the gods.

The night fell, and the crescent moon was like a hook.

The goddess pushed open the window, crossed her hands and lightly tapped her shoulders, silently chanted the prayer, the soul art spread hundreds of miles, fell into the consciousness and became a light and slow song, the "silk" seemed to be disturbed by the strong wind, and suddenly unfolded, and they all hit prohibition.

The fish and shrimp that collided with the restraint turned into a blood mist with a "puff!"

However, they were not afraid and did not retreat. The second, and the third, went to die one after another. The scene was weird and showed a trace of inexplicable heroism.

The fish and shrimp do not have any spiritual power attached to them, and they rely on brute force to hit them, just like raindrops hitting a solid eaves, even if there is an extremely small sound, no one will care.

The goddess smiled with satisfaction.

It was this kind of futile death that no one would care about, that made her open up a new fork and pull out the devil in the abyss.

"Look, suzerain, when the lanterns first come on, the Tianji Palace has a peaceful scene, so beautiful."

"It's beautiful. The final trial will end tomorrow, and the apprenticeship ceremony must be very grand."

"Send a big gift, and we'll get out of here, and leave the fun to others."

The suzerain sighed: "I hope everyone can get what they want."

The turbulent undercurrent under the lake continued to ferment, but the rain fell countless, which became the best way to cover up the blood of this sacrifice to the gods.

……

On the second day, Tianji Palace.

Just after dawn, there was a lot of commotion in Xia Yuyuan. Half of the house collapsed, and the three Xia brothers stood in the courtyard in shock. If they ran a step slower, they would either be crushed by giant beasts or collapsed. The beams of the house were smashed to pieces.

"Young Master Yu, what are you doing!"

"Oh, the flowers and plants are all trampled, Mr. Yu!"

"Young Master Yu, please do me a favor, if this continues, I won't have a place to sleep at night!"

"Hey - ah!" Yu Wuque, who was riding on the back of the Kunda beast, seemed to have accidentally poked the ass of a crazy horse, causing him to spit out his breakfast.

The freshly made Yanjia had no power, Yu Wuque had a thought, and secretly released the soul core to see the effect, but the giant beast had a rejection reaction, became mad and agitated, and collapsed half of the yard. The core was pulled out, and the puppet thread was used to guide Yanjia, and Yanjia regained his composure.

But Xia Yuyuan was too bad to watch.

Yu Wuque was sweating profusely, with a blushed face: "I'm sorry, Xia Si, you clean up first, I have to hurry up and finish debugging the Yanjia, and send it to the Shangxian for review."

Xia Si was angry: "Young Master Yu, I have been raising this pot of roses for five years, but you stomped on it and disappeared."

Xia Yi pointed to the roof: "Flowers and plants are easy to talk about, but the beams of the house have collapsed, how can it be repaired in one day."

Xia Qi sighed: "Master Yu knows that the glazed tiles of the Fukong Palace are specially made, very expensive."

Yu Wuque said proudly: "I will compensate you! I will compensate you!"

Xia Si squatted by the flowerpot, feeling very wronged: "Young Master Yu owes a whole lot of debt, how can you pay us, forget it, go quickly, the barrier of Chijin Mountain will be removed for at most two hours, Kongzhi can tell you in advance After the time has passed, I won’t open it for you again.”

"drive!"

Time was running out, Yu Wuque yelled loudly to cheer himself up, and went straight to Chijin Mountain with Yu Yanjia.

The Kunda beast flies like a galloping horse. Sitting on it and overlooking all living beings, it feels like riding the clouds and fog. It rushes all the way into the crater, and Yu Wuque manipulates the giant beast to swallow the molten lava, and leaves after drinking until full.

He was in a hurry when he went there, but he was not in such a hurry on the return trip. He slowed down his flight speed and climbed into the abdominal cavity for final adjustments.

Although it wasn't a real body, Ke Yuwuque restored the internal structure according to the anatomical drawings, and spent a lot of ingenuity. Under the guidance of Shangxian, he transformed and innovated many functions.

The stomach sac where the magma is stored has expanded several times, and the appetite is much larger than that of Akun, so the amount of magma that is digested each time is even greater. The materials used for the sac have been tested for several nights, and Yu Wuque is not at ease. He went to check again, and there was no sign of collapse, so he returned to sit on his back with peace of mind.

He raised his legs and leaned on his back, the breeze was blowing, and he was full of satisfaction.

This is the first Yanjia that he made by himself. It soars in the clear sky for thousands of miles, and has the ambition to soar through the clouds.

When the Yanshi patriarch made the first large-scale Yanjia in his life, he was in the same mood as himself. He was so excited that he could not hold on to it. Yu Wuque even had a little more to prove his expectations. Return it to your ears, and ask him to praise himself for an hour!

Speaking of that book, Yu Wuque hadn't had time to read it carefully. For more than half a month, he had been making Yanjia without sleeping and eating, and only occasionally flipped through a few pages. What he wrote down were all the scenes of Ji Xuan's heyday, made up of tens of thousands of puppets. The subjects not only respected him as the king, but also lived and worked in peace and contentment in the ancient city, which was very different from the ghost city rumored outside.

After showing Yanjia to He Bugui, it's not too late to study the book carefully with three questions.

As a result, when he arrived at the Floating Sky Palace, the crane did not return but was not there.

Kong Zhi: "The master left three days ago. There are several mecha repair shops in the nearby towns. The master went to repair the puppets for the common people."

"Ah? Repair for the common people?" Yu Wuque heard it for the first time, and wondered, "Isn't the puppet of Taiwei Shangxian hard to find, how can ordinary people afford it?"

Kongzhi smiled: "The Fukong Palace produces countless agricultural puppets every year. Besides farming, they can also be used as town houses to ward off evil spirits. Almost everyone in the poor and remote villages has one, and they are all given away. Only the repair costs will be charged according to the proportion of the previous year's harvest. This fee will be reduced in disaster years.”

He thinks that if the crane doesn't return, he doesn't understand the world and is so noble and glamorous that he doesn't even care much about the suffering of the world.

I never thought that he would also do a good job of robbing the rich and helping the poor. The Yanjia puppet was sold to the rich Taoist sect for a fortune, and in exchange for ordinary people, it was generously given away.

Yu Wuque: "Give it away, but no matter how low the repair fee is, it will still be a burden for some poor people. If it is a disaster year, it will be even more difficult to make ends meet. How can there be money to repair the puppet? Since the gods have done good deeds, why not just avoid it?"

Kongzhi shook his head, pretending to be profound: "Young Master Yu, I don't understand this. The master often said that people wear stars and moons to plant and harvest in the spring and autumn harvest. Every fruit is hardworking. What is valuable is hard work. The master is willing to help them less hard work." , but it can’t encourage the mentality of sitting back and reaping the rewards, so no matter how little it is, even if it’s a penny, you have to collect it.”

Yu Wuque seemed to understand but nodded: "I have been taught, but the real value of the puppet is really valuable, aren't you afraid of being stolen?"

"If you can't steal it, you only listen to whoever's. If someone dares to steal, the puppet will self-destruct, and the repair shop will catch the thief as soon as possible, and make up a new one for the common people. The power of the puppet depends on natural gifts. The wind, the sun, or the rain and dew can store their own power." Kong knew, "This season is the harvest time, and the puppet is seriously worn out. The repair shop needs to replace it with a new one, and at the same time repair it quickly. The owner will pick these few days to patrol, Intractable diseases need to be solved by him.”

Kong Zhi added: "It just so happens that today is the final test. There are many people on the mountain, and the master doesn't like to be busy. I'm afraid that going out may mean being lazy. Young Master Yu, wait a little longer, maybe he will be back tomorrow."

Yu Wuque had no choice but to lead Akun back to Xia Yuyuan listlessly.

Yu Wuque didn't see that the crane didn't return, and he was already mourning. He went back to Xia Yuyuan, which he had turned into ruins, to add to the mourning. In addition, Xia Si squatted by the lotus pond and sighed after caring for the flowers and plants. He was really depressed.

He had to work for them to repair the house, so he had no choice but to go over and comfort: "Bring a pot, and I will replant it for you. Don't lose your face."

"Xia Si doesn't dare." Xia Si pointed to the small bucket beside him, "I feel sorry for these koi, many of them have died suddenly since last night, just now I saw that half of the koi in the pond have turned their stomachs, but How is it good?"

Yu Wuque turned over the dead fish in the bucket, and asked doubtfully, "Is the water okay? Did you feed too much?"

"nothing."

"There are no wounds on these fish, unlike those of the same kind who were killed in fighting. The cause of death was all caused by hitting the head against a hard object, and some eyes were knocked out."

Xia Si also turned around suspiciously: "Yeah, what should I do, the master is not at home, I'm almost done raising the koi, I'm done!"

At the same time, some villagers squatted by the fish pond and cried hoarsely.

Crane Bugui has been working hard on repairs for the past few days, his shoulders and neck are sore, and he finally had a free time to take a walk by the river, and saw this miserable scene.

Kong Wu walked over and asked, "Old man, what's the matter?"

"The fish is dead, the fish are all dead, woo woo woo." The white-haired old man turned his head and saw that it was the servant who had not returned from the crane, and said with tears in his eyes: "Crane Immortal, it is really rude for you to see me like this Yes, but I live by raising fish all year round, and more than half of them died in a good way, and even the fry that were just released were not spared, what should I do!"

Kong Wu picked up a few dead fish and held them in front of He Bugui, he looked surprised and said, "They were all killed by collision."

Kong Wu quickly made a knife in one hand, and quickly dissected it. After seeing the internal organs, he inserted the fish brain and searched again: "Master, it seems to be caused by magic."

He Bugui glanced at the large white fish belly in the fish pond, and there was a faint stench. Apart from this old man, there may be other fishermen who have caused unwarranted disasters.

Kong Wu knew what his master was thinking, and wondered, "These fish and shrimps are for people to eat daily, and they are not even as good as the lowest spirit monsters. What's the use of manipulating them?"

Isn't that right, these shrimp and fish fry haven't even grown to the size of a Chinese meal, and manipulating them with top-level soul skills is like killing chickens with a sledgehammer, and the intention behind it is really hard to figure out.

But the scope of influence of the soul art has been expanded to this point, I'm afraid it's not good.

He Bugui helped the old man up: "Old man, please run around and tell the nearby fishermen to go and repair the shop."

Kong Wu added: "Although the store's new living water tank is still in the experimental stage, it is urgent, so you can get it first and use it. The water tank can purify the water and put the remaining live fish and shrimp into the tank. Here, minimize the loss as much as possible.”

The old man bowed to the crane with great gratitude and did not return. He walked away with a bunch of old bones. The crane did not return and wanted to go back slowly the next day. Mountain.

The flying armor was extremely fast, but within three hours, he saw the shadow of the Floating Sky Palace. He Bugui stood at the bow of the boat, his brows became tighter and tighter, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the mooring platform, and let out a "tsk".

Kong Wu took a look and was startled: "Someone is trying to steal a flying armor to break the barrier!"

He Bugui sneered, "Who else could it be?"

I specially sent a book to comfort this kid, isn't this still a trick to escape?

Today's final test is followed by the apprenticeship ceremony. I'm afraid I'm thinking of going down the mountain to see it, but I'm so focused on stealing armor.

"It's the wrong way!" He Bugui put one foot on the hilt of the sword, and quickly walked away with the sword, and caught Yu Wuque who was sneaking around.

"Ahhh! Shangxian listen to my explanation!" Yu Wuque got half of his foot stuck in the flying armor cabin, clasped his hands together and begged for forgiveness, "Listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation!"

He Bugui was furious: "Count to three, get down from the cabin, and explain the matter clearly."

"three."

"one."

Yu Wuque: "??"

He Bugui threw Ba Snake, sparks and lightning along the way, and the snake bit Yu Wuque's calf.

"Ah, I made a mistake!" Yu Wuque's face was distorted in pain, with tears in his eyes, "Xuewei had an accident, I want to save her! Something happened to her!"

Ba She let go, and He Bugui asked in a deep voice, "How do you know something happened to her?"

Yu Wuque spread his palms: "On the day of the palace banquet, because I was afraid that the female disciple would be harassed again, I made a blood contract for Xuewei in a hurry. I buried many old puppets in the mountains. This contract was tied on the puppets. If I can block her a fatal blow, the blood bond has been broken just now."

He Bugui looked down at the blood formation in his palm, and his face immediately changed.

Yu Wuque pleaded bitterly: "I beg the immortal to let the disciple go down the mountain, at least I have to confirm that she is fine, so I can feel at ease!"

He Bugui didn't even think about it, mentioned Yu Wuque, turned around and got on the flying armor: "You lead the way, let's go."

The author says:

Wow thank you for the nutrition solution!It turns out that the crying child really has milk to drink!

Modo Modo!