Zhenshanhai

For the stubborn, fierce, xenophobic, and stupid stone goblins, making friends with them is both difficult and easy.

In their eyes, strangers who intrude into their territory at will are enemies to be killed, and they can fill their stomachs with them when they are hungry, without any reason.

But their minds are simple and simple, so cute and silly.

After exchanging the Shogun Mountain for the entire earthly evil vein, I feel that Mr. Yuan, who made this loss-making business, is a kind and charitable person. In my heart, I feel both indebted and kind to the "Immortal King" who won the Shogun Mountain. meaning.

Lin Pu can almost be regarded as the mountain god of the shogunate recognized by the Dao of Heaven. Although this connection seems weak to the practitioners, it is not of much use.

The group of mountain demons bred on Mufu Mountain could sense a trace of familiar mountain forest breath from her sensitively, and they got close to her immediately.

Aiwujiwu, Yuan Qianqian's disciples brought disasters to powerful enemies, and they all followed without hesitation.Now that Lin Pu asked in person, they also unreservedly tried their best to treat the monks in Xishangan.

For the naturally dull stone demon, most of the restrictions are invalid.

Many prohibitions are researched and created to imprison and deal with flesh and blood.After the plants, trees and stones become spirits, the veins of the spiritual essence are also very different from those of flesh and blood, and these restrictions will not work at all.

Because of this, Shi Teng and the others directly guided the prohibition among the dry cultivators of Xishan to themselves, and the spell was naturally released.

Within a few days, all the monks in Xishangan woke up.

Qiu Sen's cultivation is profound, with Xiao Lian taking good care of him, coupled with the panacea from Jianyu, he also woke up within a few days.

The situation of the green-clothed scribe and the ghosts was reported back by Lingyi, and several elders sent by Guming Mountain also rushed over.

From the mouth of the Xishan monk, everyone learned the whole story of the incident, and it turned out that it was related to the disaster of the Tongque Terrace.

Xishangan and Tongquetai have been friends since they founded the school, and the two schools have a relationship since the generation of their ancestors.

Because of this, Xu Yan, a young hero of Xishangan, and the closed disciple of Tongquetai, grew up together as childhood sweethearts under the eyes of the teachers of the two factions. They fell in love for a long time, and they naturally entered into a marriage contract.

Unexpectedly, more than 200 years ago, Tongque Terrace suffered a catastrophe, the sect collapsed overnight, the town sent Dao Qi and the town tripod disappeared, the entire sect was burned to the ground by black fire, and no one survived...

The head of Xishan Gan and the surviving elders were supported by his disciples, and they came to thank the little master of Jianyu and Wuxiang Demon Lord, then looked at the unconscious young man on the stone couch and sighed: "My sect and Tongque Terrace They have always been friends, after clearing up the ruins and dealing with Youzong's legacy, Yan'er regarded himself as a broken string [Note ①], and did not close his eyes or practice for 50 years, wandering around looking for the murderer's trace, but there has been no clue."

Wuyanzi's strange tight red dress that she used to wear every day has been replaced by the standard black robe of the Mozong, and the thick powder, black and rouge that was always smeared on her face has been washed away, and now she looks like an ordinary devil man .

He stood in the corner without stepping forward, watching the male cultivator whose complexion gradually improved on the couch, tightly holding a wooden hairpin in his hand.

Xu Yan's master patted the female disciple who was supporting him lightly, and the female cultivator stepped forward to examine Xu Yan's injuries with concern.

Her face was concerned and worried. Although her appearance was ordinary, she had a demure and calm demeanor, which obviously had a close relationship with Xu Yan.

The old Taoist introduced Lin Pu with a light smile, "This is the daughter-in-law of the poor Daoist, and also Yan'er's wife."

"wife?"

He was a little sad and relieved: "Yes, the marriage contract between the two of them was presided over by Pindao more than 70 years ago."

In those years, in order to track down the enemies who destroyed Tongque Terrace, Xu Yan traveled almost all over the northern region of the mainland.

The hatred of killing his wife blinded his eyes, causing him to be inattentive in cultivation, looking for the enemy's traces everywhere, and his Dao heart was almost lost.

If this goes on like this, if the murderer is not found, he himself will collapse first.

"...Fortunately, I later met Aying, who was soft on the outside and tough on the inside, and pulled him out of that dazed and confused situation."

The two people who are upright and in tune with each other care for each other, step by step from close friends to admiration, and finally fall in love with each other.

The teachers were also happy to see the success, and after a hundred years of dating, the two fell in love and finally formed a Taoist couple.

"After they became enlightened, they were like-minded, and every time they retreated, they would go down the mountain alternately or hand in hand to track down the clues of Tongque Terrace's extermination of the sect, whether it was true or not, they would personally verify it.

Perseverance finally paid off for those who cared, and asked them to find clues along a false line. "

The green-clothed scribes and hundreds of demons and ghosts with top-level cultivation were hiding out, just like this, they were dragged out by a pair of Taoist couples whose cultivation was no more than four realms.

Back then, when Lin Pu had just left Dongji in his first battle in Fancheng, he asked the ghosts about the reason for the fall of Tongque Terrace.

Just because the Tongque Terrace had a restraining effect on black bones, just like the Corpse Refining Sect, it was targeted by ghosts and wiped out.

But Xu Yan and his wife searched deeper, and they found the small northern sect where the gangsters from Exterminating Tongque Terrace were hiding.

Fearing that he would startle the snake, Xu Yan asked his wife to go back to the sect to report the news, while he pretended to be passing by, and went to the Lingbao Pavilion in a small town near the Demon Ghost Sect's gate to negotiate a deal for Xishan as a cover.

But he didn't want his husband and wife to be found out, the green-shirted scribe gave an order, the ghosts would rather kill by mistake than let them go, and divided into two teams to kill them fiercely along the route of the couple.

The dragon lizard trailer escaped desperately with Qiu Sen and Xu Yan, and the Qingshan man didn't care, and led the large force to suppress Xishangan first.

Turning around again, I ran into the nosy Jianyu Junior Martial Uncle and his party...

The ins and outs of things are already clear.

Xu Yan's Taoist companion Tang Ying led the way, and the elders of the Demon Sect led a group of demon disciples to the ghost's lair, but as expected, they all rushed to nothing.

The orthodox tradition has continued in a low-key manner, and the hermit small sect that has been here for hundreds of years is empty at this time.

The green-clothed scribe led the ghosts to come aggressively, but retreated temporarily.

His gift to the Wuxiang Demon Lord is not only to see the lives of half of the cultivators left by her thin face in Xishan, but also to abandon the hundreds of years of business planning and secrets that no one has noticed in the Northern Territory. stronghold.

Fortunately, Mozong's business is not completely fruitless, at least Wuyanzi found the long-lost Zhenpai Taoist Zhentai tripod of Tongque Terrace from the small sect.

It's just that Baoding Zhou's body was already covered with cracks, his aura dissipated, and he was reduced to a mundane weapon.

In a few days, Xu Yan also woke up.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. Although Xu Yan's injuries are serious, and it will take many years to recuperate and recover, his walking and jumping are not affected at all.

The cultivators in Xishan thanked Shi Yao and everyone in the Demon Sect for their help, and came to say goodbye to the little master Jianyu solemnly.

Lin Pu looked at Xu Yan and his wife, who were intimate and familiar in their words and deeds, and secretly sighed in his heart.

Turning to see Tang Ying storing a package in the mustard bag, she couldn't help but ask a few more questions in surprise: "Is that the town tripod of Tongque Terrace?"

Tang Ying responded with a smile: "Lin Xian's eyes are like torches, and he is the Zhentai Baoding."

She held Xu Yan's arm and said softly: "Our husband and wife have been hunting down the murderer for more than two hundred years, not only to avenge A Yan for killing his wife, but also because we can't see the villain at large, and want to find the town for Youzong. Sending treasures to let more than a thousand dead souls rest in peace, and now their wish has finally been fulfilled, and the boulder in my heart has also been let go."

Xu Yan covered the back of his wife's hand, and the lines on his face that were covered with wind and frost in the past also stretched out at this time, and he looked open-minded and energetic.

He smiled and saluted Lin Pu again, "I also hope Immortal Lin will help me, and thank Brother Wu for me.

He took good care of me earlier, and rescued my fellow master together with fellow stone-wort Taoists, and returned the Zhentai tripod to my wife. Later, I will bury the treasure tripod in the Tongquetai ancestors' mausoleum.

If Brother Wu and all the elders come again in the future, please send me a message to tell Xu Yan to do his best! "

Among the rocks on the top of the mountain, the witch leaned against a huge rock, and said softly, "You have been hiding from him for so long, and you didn't go to see him when you parted?"

Wu Yanzi looked down at the mountain steadily, and his voice was a normal rough male voice.

"There's nothing to give away. It's better to make him think I'm dead than to know that I've become like this."

He blinked away the moisture in his eyes, turned his head and smiled and cursed at the witch: "You horse-riding man, I know why the old Yin-Yang demon has taken a fancy to me."

The mighty man smiled bitterly, with sadness in his eyes.

"If I expose my identity, I will expose the beautiful illusion left by the dead.

I grew up pampered and pampered in Tongque Terrace, but my temperament is not as captivating as your senior sister, who is as capricious and seductive as a moth to a flame, nor is it as arrogant on the surface as the little deer in Jianyu, who is kind in heart.

In the past, I relied on my teacher's love and indulgence, and I was really domineering. "

"There are hundreds of people in Xishangan who get along with me. It may be nothing for a while, but after a long time, without the blessing of beauty in the past and the beautifying illusions produced by respecting the dead, they will not like me."

"All the elders in Xishangan have watched me grow up and loved me as teachers. At that time, not only Senior Brother Yan and his wife, how should everyone deal with themselves..."

Seeing the cultivator of Xishangan drive away with the sword light, Wuyanzi lingered for a while, and put away the wooden hairpin that he had been rubbing in his hand.

This was the token of love that Xu Yan gave her back then, and she refined it into a magic weapon for imperial space, and never left her body.

After swallowing the poisonous elixir and turning into this ghostly appearance, Wuyanzi had thought about suicide countless times, and it was this hairpin and hatred for the enemy that supported him to survive.

The first time he saw Lin Pu when he was a young girl in Nanhuang, the air-defending magic weapon under his feet was this wooden hairpin, which had never been changed for hundreds of years.

It has been so long, and as his cultivation base improves, it is time to seal up and replace this low-level imperial air weapon.

"The Yin-Yang Demon Venerable is really nothing!" Wuyanzi scolded with a smile, the black clothes of the demons on her body changed into a tight red robe again, and her voice returned to delicate and sweet.

The Yin-Yang Demon God is one of the worst-tempered Demon Gods in the Demon Heaven.

If Wuyanzi meets her old friends, the scene will definitely be chaotic. The entire sect of Xishangan has just suffered a catastrophe, and only half of the cultivators escaped death. Under the turmoil of the sea of ​​consciousness, everyone will be disturbed by her.

At that time, Wuyanzi's demon skills will definitely improve greatly, and the demon god will be happy to watch the excitement, laughing loudly in the demon sky.

But how could he be willing to disturb his old friend again?

If he swallowed the bitter fruit himself, the pain in his heart would be unbearable, and the demon god would be happy to hear and see his own chosen demon disciple, and he would be very happy.

Wuyanzi exhaled lightly, and the big and strong man immediately pursed his lips, snorted and said in disbelief: "Senior sister, do you know that I used to be very beautiful, in terms of appearance, what kind of Tang is that?" Ying, I can overwhelm several of her little masters!

Senior Brother Yan must have lost me back then and was in such agony that he told that woman to take advantage of the situation and say no? "

Wuyanzi's mouth was blocked by a cloud of mud-like magic elements, and he was tied to the boulder by a chain of water elements that appeared out of thin air. Lingyi turned his head and left.

Now that what Xishan has done is over, the elders of the Demon Sect will also go back and report back with the situation of the Demon Sect that they have found through investigations from all directions.

Under the anxious eyes of the little master uncle, Wuxiang Mojun looked for an excuse to finish the investigation, and threw Wuyanzi to the elders to take him back to Guming Mountain, and stayed by himself.

The witch left three magic talismans for the stone demons and a sign that could contact the Demon Sect for help, and she, Lin Pu and others took Qiu Sen to say goodbye and left.

The next journey was safe and smooth, without any waves.

Crossing the Gobi and flying over the plateau, when the Guming Mountain was in sight in the distance, the big monsters who came to meet Lingbao Pavilion also arrived.

Those who came were all the high-level officials of Lingbao Pavilion and important figures from the Sky Ape Clan.

The old monkeys acted properly and thoughtfully, and for a long time greeted each other with warm greetings and polite greetings. They apologized that the old pavilion master Yuan became the patriarch of the ape clan in mainland China, and he was so busy with many chores that he couldn't find time.

He also said that tomorrow the pavilion master will lead his subordinates to climb the mountain in person to thank him, so he took Qiu Sen over.

Lin Pu nodded. She did have something to trouble Lingbao Pavilion, "Please say hello to Uncle Yuan for me. Lin Pu will be waiting for his old man to come to Jinxing Island."

The descendant of Ghost King Zong with a gray and stiff complexion also nodded to Lin Pu, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will go back to the mountain with the Pavilion Master to visit the Immortal Elder."

Lin Pu asked Qiu Sen before, if there is a way to connect to the underworld to bring up the yang body who strayed into the netherworld.

The Ghost King Sect is also a sect handed down from ancient times, but the orthodoxy has long been extinct.

There were ancestors who mistakenly entered the Taoist site to inherit it, and became the heirs of the next generation, and this continued the Taoism of the ghost king.

The current disciples of the Ghost King Sect are haunting the world, and no one knows how many disciples there are under this mysterious orthodox sect.

Chou Sen had categorically said that it was impossible.

People in the yang world stray into the nether world, and if they live within three days, they will be overwhelmed by ghost energy and become ghosts.

But when he learned that Master Su Qin, the fourth elder of the Sword Region, somehow entered the Netherworld with a sun body and lived well, but couldn't find the way back, his stiff grimace inevitably showed surprise, and he just let go and said He wanted to go back to the Zongmen ruins to check the classics, and took back the ghost mask from Lin Pu.

Lin Pu didn't think too much about it. This is the treasure of other sects. In addition, she got the Buddha bone relic, so she has a life change.

Now that the mask was returned, she didn't feel much regret.

But Qing Lu was a little reluctant to part with the big lizard, and reluctantly bid farewell for a long time.

So far, we have sailed out of the extreme north of the mainland, and Guming Mountain is in sight.

At the invitation of the little master uncle, the witch was also intrigued, and she simply acted as a guide, took everyone to the nearby human city, and walked all the way to Guming Mountain slowly.

Before Lingyi entered Guming Mountain, he also struggled nearby, but the memory of struggling to survive was not pleasant in retrospect.

Abandoning all negative emotions at this time, walking with Lin Pu in the world where the landscape has undergone major changes, but also re-appreciating the beautiful scenery that was missed in the past in a hurry.

Lingyi led the way and took the hand of the little uncle, walked through the ruins of the city that was once bustling and bustling, but now empty, and then stopped among the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Streams and rivers converge like waterfalls, flying straight down the mountains and rivers, deep forests and rain wash the mountains and forests, neon lights cut through the sky, and the sunset is dazzling...

As for the details, there are the brilliant pollen lightly sprinkled by the butterfly wings, and the secret messages exchanged by two small insects and ants hiding under the petals and quietly touching their tentacles...

In the beginning, Lingyi led the way, but later, it was Lin Pu who childishly dragged her to wander, deviated from the path to go sightseeing in the mountains and rivers "without doing business".

The witch relaxed her whole body and mind, and the magnificent scenery she saw, the beauty of the universe, seemed to give a different meaning to the practice.

Ling Yi couldn't help it now, and looked at Lin Pu from time to time, and eight times out of ten, he happened to meet her eager gaze, and was greeted with a gentle and bright smile.

Tell her to send her hand into the opponent's palm and hold it tightly, and feel that becoming immortal is only the goal but not the goal.

If the scenery along the way is missed, the goal seems to become dull and boring.

When they arrived at the bustling city, Qing Lu's heart felt itchy, and she didn't want to feel jealous when she saw the two of them, so she took Uncle Lian Yaoshi to go out to play together.

Ma Hong was sent by Lin Pu to hide and follow to protect the two girls, and the two of them wandered in the bustling city.

Lingyi's beauty has become her capital to play with people's hearts when she was young, and now that she has grown up, she is even more graceful and charming, so that she can cast a layer of illusion around her body.

When we reached the riverside in the outskirts of the city, it was already sunset.

The two cuddled together and watched the setting sun quietly.

Lin Pu was sitting in front of the willow tree on the embankment, while Ling Yi was leaning in her arms, resting on the shoulder of the little uncle, watching the reflection of the setting sun on the river.

Ling Yi suddenly asked: "A Pu, if one day I am gone, will you take revenge for me like Xu Yan?"

Lin Pu was a little surprised. Such words did not seem to come from the mouth of the witch Ling Yi.

She lowered her head, Ling Yi was looking at her with a bright smile, but her expression was very serious.

The little uncle played with Lingyi's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

"Have you forgotten? When I went to Guming Mountain for the first time, when I fell into the dust, I asked Wan Xiang to use the help of the bird, and my natal true spirit had a unilateral connection with you."

"Sister Lingyi," she pressed a kiss on the witch's brow, and said with a light smile, "I won't die after you."

Ling Yi's heart was numb and trembling, and his hands slipped behind her to wrap around her waist, and his body limply fell into her arms.

But after finishing speaking, Lin Pu suddenly felt unwilling, and asked, "Then if I die first, sister Lingyi, will you and Xu Yanyi..."

The person in her arms was breathing evenly and gently, she turned her head to see that Ling Yi was leaning against her chest, holding her skirt with one hand, and had already closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Lin Pu's heart suddenly moved slightly, he raised his hand to support her chin and lifted her chin slightly, Ling Yi also closed her eyes submissively and did not resist.

She leaned forward and licked and kissed the witch's lips a few times, the tip of her tongue went in to hook the smooth and tender tongue, twisted for a few breaths and then withdrew.

Lin Pu kissed her on the tip of her nose, and said in a low voice, "If I'm gone, don't you want to avenge me, wait for me for 20 years, okay? In 20 years, I will definitely return to reincarnation to find you."

Ling Yi opened his eyes, wrapped his arms around her neck, and kissed her, "Fool."

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Note ①: Qinse refers to husband and wife, and the loss of a wife can be called broken string.

The difference between good and evil:

1. A Pu looked at Xu Yan, and the witch stepped forward to block her: "Don't mind your own business, go on your way first, and let me come (don't look at others)"

2. The witch smiled and said, "If I'm not here, will you avenge me like Xu Yan? (Look for someone else? Draw your sword)"

3. Xiugou: "Wait for me for 20 years, okay? (Once you enter samsara, everything is empty, I don't want you to be lonely, just take a retreat, and keep me for 20 years is enough)"