Chapter 680: Bashan Night Rain
Oh, my God!
The powerhouse of the Dou Sect is terrifying!
The news of King Qingshan's beheading spread throughout the Xia Kingdom in an instant, and unlike the people of Sanyi, others would not think that it was killing demons. Under the joint investigation of Phoenix Mountain and the Taoist Academy, within a few days, the truth surfaced.
The gods who are worshiped and worshiped by hundreds of thousands of believers are ghosts and demons, who are openly blessed by the people, but in fact they are arrogant and lascivious, cruel and vicious. Coupled with Zhou Yang and others coming out to testify, the character of King Qingshan collapsed and became a laughing stock in an instant.
The people of Licheng also felt that they couldn't raise their heads, and looked at the dusty palace view with hatred and anger, but they were also very puzzled: Since King Qingshan is a demon, who is the one who fights with him?
I can't get the information, and there is no clue.
It was only after some time that the government and the Taoist Institute began to deal with the aftermath. First of all, Qingshan Village was relocated as a whole, and a stone tablet was erected at the site of the palace to warn future generations, and at the same time, there was a deep palm print, which won many people to come to pay respects.
Then there is the punishment of Yuan Miaoguan and the local Taoist Association.
Zhou Yang bought a Taoist priest, and then took the Licheng Taoist Association, and the matter of the approved development land was found out, the Taoist priest was expelled from the palace, and several people in the Taoist Association were also dismissed.
There is also the innate Taoist who disregarded the life and death of civilians, fled cowardly, and was negligent, did not find the abnormality at the first time, etc., and was also punished.
There's nothing wrong with it, it's much more serious than a penalty of three glasses of wine!
In short, after the hustle and bustle, when stability gradually returned, Gu Yu had already left Licheng with Wen Jing and continued to cruise.
He spent a few days studying the way of King Qingshan, and the results were somewhat unexpected.
As mentioned earlier, the rampant is divided into four categories: the five rampant soldiers and horses, the five general soldiers and horses, the five manifestation officers and the ranger soldiers and horses. The Five Rampant, the Five Links, and the Traveling Master have all appeared, but the Five Manifestation Officers are nowhere to be found.
The word "Lingguan" in the name shows that it is extraordinary.
They are the crystallization of the five elements, the natural birth of the spirit, very rare. It is different from the demon race, because it is born without a physical body, and it is also different from the gods derived from heaven and earth, because there are no rules involved, and the grade is very low.
For example, the god of thunder, the god of wind, the god of mountains, and the god of the river, these are the incarnations of the spirit. But most of them are small things, elves are eccentric, extremely spiritual, have a low start, and have considerable growth potential.
Monks can be recruited as partners to practice together, and when they encounter bottlenecks, they will also help break through. Or go wild yourself, slowly improve, subdue some geist wild ghosts, and you can also occupy a small piece of territory.
All these characteristics are combined to give the name "Lingguan".
And part of the origin of the Qingshan King is a five-manifest spirit official, and the other part is an inexplicable ghost immortal remnant soul.
Since ancient times, there have been three states of maturity that have given up the flesh.
The first is the autopsy method of the ancient immortals, which can pretend to be an object, such as a garment, a staff, a sword, etc., and ascend to heaven without the body.
Ge Hong Youyun: "The sergeant raises his form and ascends to the void, which is called the heavenly immortal; the sergeant swims in the famous mountain, which is called the land immortal; and the corporal dies first and then sheds, which is called the corpse dissolving immortal." β
Autopsy is inferior, forced to do so. For example, when the earth immortal is hopeless, and Shouyuan is about to arrive, or when something goes wrong and cannot be saved, this method is often chosen, and it has long been lost.
The second type is the yang god, which will not be repeated.
The third type is ghosts and fairies, which are more special. After the death of the monk, whether it is a coincidence or a plan, the spirit will not be dispersed, and he will turn to cultivate the ghost path, that is, he will become a ghost immortal.
There are a lot of ghosts and immortals, and the realm is high, but the actual combat power is very low.
The Qingshan King is a fusion of a five-manifest spirit officer and a ghost immortal remnant soul.
Ghosts and immortals can't exist in the yang world, so it must have come from the soul world, and for some reason, it became a ghost. Lao Gu thought of a few streamers in the nether realm a while ago, and he was afraid that there was some internal strife.
In fact, speaking of which, he had long known that King Qingshan was a fake.
With the current version and capacity of the earth, it is far from the time when the gods will be revealed, and the gods who emerge at this time must be impostors.
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In the northern part of Fujian Province, a small city.
It is close to the provincial border, and then go a little further north, go west to Jiangxi, and go east to Zhejiang, all of which are densely populated and prosperous provinces.
In the morning, the sun was just right, Wen Jing got up and went to the city for a big turn, nibbled on twenty buns and two large bowls of tofu brain on the stall, and then returned to the hotel with a lot of satisfaction.
The girl was a little shy, and the amount of half a bowl of rice in the past suddenly doubled several times. Of course, she didn't eat in vain, she felt energetic, her complexion was great, and she wouldn't drink a can of Red Bull if she didn't sleep for a few days.
Moreover, a new tongue was born, and the strength increased significantly, and the five senses became much sharper.
After Wen Jing came back from Qingshan Palace, she had these changes, and not only that, but she could also see some things that she didn't want to see.
"Phew!"
The girl's steps up the stairs slammed, and she twisted her head stiffly, not looking at the black gas floating above the lobby. The smell of that thing is strong, and at first glance it looks like a ghost who has been dead for many years.
She pedaled and quickened her pace, not wanting the ghost to feel the breath, and actually floated over.
This person smelled of the same kind and food, and it seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally couldn't help but pounce on it.
Wen Jing walked around Qingshan Palace, and she was a lot bolder, swinging her fists indiscriminately while running. The yin veins in her body have been opened, the acupoints are vibrating, and her soul is tougher than ordinary people.
"Huhuhu......"
The two white and tender little hands waved desperately, and the resentful ghosts really didn't dare to approach, they seemed to be weak, but in fact, their every move was full of yin energy.
Bang!
The ghost was accidentally smashed, and in the end he gave up the chase and left in a huff.
Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, ran to a door in three steps and two steps, and knocked twice.
"Come in!"
She pushed the door and entered, and saw Gu Yu slumped in the chair, playing with her mobile phone vigorously. If it weren't for the fact that he was born with a handsome face, a great figure, and good color and art, it would be the same as a dead fat house.
"Chased by ghosts again?" he laughed.
"Hundreds of years of unjust death ghosts scared me to death!"
Wen Jing has been mixed for more than half a year, and she can be regarded as well-informed, and it is a lot easier to get along.
She carried a large bag full of food and water, as well as some feminine items. Because the other party doesn't eat, drink, or sleep, and doesn't use it as a big aunt, he takes care of himself along the way.
She dragged the travel bag again, and said while tidying it up: "I ate twenty more buns just now, this is not good, how can the amount of food be so large?"
"Your veins are beginning to pass, which is the stage of greatly accumulating essence, and it will be good for your body to adapt in a few months. β
"How many more months?"
Wen Jing was distressed, but she didn't say anything, and said: "By the way, real person, we will go out of Fujian Province before that, shall we go to Ganzhou or Jiangzhou?"
"I'll go to Jiangzhou, you feel free. β
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The girl paused her hand, lowered her eyes and asked, "Will you let me go?"
"You were born with a yin vein, and you went to the ghost immortal mansion again, and your qi is like a body, and your foundation has been solidified. Here's a mantra that you can follow and you may be able to succeed in the future. β
"But didn't you say, one year, one year?"
Three months to go!
"I'm going, it's inconvenient to take you with me, so it's better to leave it at that. β
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Wen Jing pursed her lips, didn't cry, didn't plead, just stood up and made a big salute, "If you don't accept me, I will also treat you as a master." Your teachings to me during this time, Wen Jing will always cherish them. β
"Huh!"
Gu Yu smiled, although his understanding was insufficient, his heart was good, and coupled with his talent, he might not be able to achieve a career.
No goodbye, no wave, he sat in his chair and disappeared.
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Daba Mountain Range is the general name of the mountainous area at the junction of Qinchuan, Bashu, Hubei and Longxi provinces, with a width of about 140 kilometers from north to south and more than 500 kilometers from east to west, so it is called Qianliba Mountain.
There are four words that are very famous, called Bashan Night Rain.
Night rain refers to rain from 8 p.m. to 8 a.m. the next morning. After the environmental changes, Bashan, which has frequent night rains, is flooded with begonia red in spring tide (anti-harmony), regardless of winter or summer, nearly one-third of the time will rain at night every year.
Especially in spring and summer.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
The curtain of rain flew lightly in the forest, and the water vapor gradually became thick, and the whole mountain forest seemed to be covered with a thin veil. The branches and leaves rustled and swayed, the ants and insects took shelter from the rain under the trees, and occasionally the bluebird flew by heavily, startling the sound of frogs.
In the clearing of the forest, Xiao Zhai was dancing with a sword.
I saw her take a few steps, stabbing out a sword, and the attack was sudden, like a big river of the Yangtze River, rolling up, and the speed of the shot was indescribable.
Then rubbing his body and turning, Qingfeng slashed obliquely, like a wind sweeping leaves, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the light was dazzling.
She came all the way to the swordsmanship, when the breeze blows the willows, the spring flowers hide the ferns, when the catkins are all over the sky, thousands of points, flying all over the air.
In the sword light, it seems that her figure is in all directions, the weather is beautiful, ethereal and clear, but it hides a compelling heroic spirit.
The sword momentum is lifted to the highest point, and it is more like a white robe that is ready to draw a bow, and even has a bit of majestic and arrogant taste. As far as the rest of the momentum could reach, the rain did not touch, but instead formed layers of curtains around the body, circling with the sword momentum.
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The little apprentice who was watching not far away was already stunned and distracted, and it wasn't until Xiao Zhai finished practicing and walked all the way to the front that he came back to his senses cutely, "Master, Master, is this the Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword of this sect?"
"This is a set of unique learning created by the teacher after several years of retreat, you are just entering the court, laying a good foundation first, there is no need to worry. β
Xiao Zhai borrowed his name without any psychological burden, hum! In the Bashan faction, you must learn to return to the wind and dance the willow sword, just like the surname Peng does not learn the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, are you so embarrassed to have the surname Peng?
"Oh, I'll lay a good foundation, and I'm not going to be ambitious!"
The little apprentice was very well-behaved, and took the master's sword like a treasure, and carefully held it in his arms.
This is a sword inherited by the Bashan faction for hundreds of years, not afraid of water and fire, not stained with dust, and unparalleled sharp, it is refined by a stone picked up by Xiao Zhai!
"Xiao Gu, you are extremely talented and have a very high understanding, don't let me down my expectations. Our faction has been in decline for a hundred years, and it is rare to re-enter the WTO, but unfortunately I have to obey the orders of my ancestors, and I can't easily go down the mountain, and the important task of revitalizing the lintel will be handed over to you. β
"Master, don't worry, I will never let you down!"
In just a short period of time, the little apprentice had already set up two flags, and his heart was full of enthusiasm and excitement, looking at the eyes of the people in front of him as if he were looking at a god, but he paused again, and said in a tangled way: "That, Master, can you not call me Xiao Gu?" β
"I like to scream, do you have an opinion?" Xiao Zhai glanced at him.
"Well, no. β
The apprentice lowered his head, not daring to resist in the slightest.
The rain at night is always sad, especially in Bashan.
The two of them walked along the mottled stone path built a hundred years ago, winding and slanting upward, all the way with rippling rain, hazy mountains, dim skylight, and splashed moss marks, glowing with oily water vapor.
The stone steps were not in a row, revealing pieces of dirt with two lines of footprints on themβthey had been stepped on this morning's descent, and it had rained last night.
Xiao Zhai walked very slowly, his robe was dry, and the moisture did not stick.
Xiao Gu followed behind with a sword, his clothes sticky to his back, damp and uncomfortable, but his body was extremely straight, his eyes were clear, like a green bamboo in the vast smoke and rain,
About half an hour later, the two of them came to the end of the stone path, which was high and open, surrounded by dense forests, and in the middle of which was a grass hut.
There are three rooms in the house, which are built with wood, bamboo, and long grass, and the pot stove is outside, and there is also a circle of fences. Outside the fence, there are deep traces, containing awe-inspiring sword intent.
"Squeak!"
Xiao Zhai pushed the door in, waved his sleeves, and lit the candle. The furnishings inside are very simple, the two beds are separated from the left and right rooms, and the main hall is barely considered a living room, with a set of tables and chairs.
She sat in the main seat and watched as her apprentice remained silent.
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Xiao Gu was worried, and he didn't know if he was stupid again, or if he had made any mistakes.
In the middle of the sound, Xiao Zhai Fang said: "I picked you up from the mountains, taught you carefully, and repaid you with high hopes." Of course, you are also angry, and you have won my heart, and you are qualified to hold a sword according to the rules of the door...... This sword is yours. β
"No, I can!"
Xiao Gu was startled, hurriedly handed out the sword in his arms, and said: "This is the sword handed down by the ancestor, I have just started, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it!"
"Take it for you, don't make me angry. β
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Xiao Gu withdrew his hand tremblingly, held the sword weapon tightly in his arms, and asked, "What about you, master, what do you use?"
"I don't use my sword anymore, so I picked it up again to teach you. β
Xiao Zhai's face was as lonely as snow, and he smiled again: "Okay, go take a shower and change your clothes, Bashan is cool at night, don't get sick." β
"Oh!"
The little apprentice answered, holding the sword and was about to go out, paused, wiped his body and put the sword on the table.
Behind the cottage, there is also a fenced yard with toilets and bathing places. The dry toilet thatched pit is simple and outrageous, but Xiao Gu has been very curious since the first day he came.
What is this pit made of? It is always clean, not only does it not smell, but it also has a faint aroma.
And what's even more amazing is that Master never seems to!
Belch!
Xiao Gu shook suddenly, for fear that the master would rush out and strangle himself to death, so he looked left and right, and slipped into a pergola.
This is the place to take a bath, which is also full of comfortable fragrance, neat and clean, and the mountain wind does not blow in, and it will not be hot or cold. A verdant hollow bamboo sticks out from the top, holding a sprinkler-like lotus canopy.
Knock once is stop, knock twice for cold water, three for hot water. I don't know what the principle is, it is said that it is made by the secret art of the master, and it is better than the shower.
Xiao Gu took off his clothes and knocked three times empty, whoa!
The water spurts out, but it is not too hot, and it is just right for bathing.
The body is not dirty, but it just drives away the coolness, and after a while, the body heats up, and the empty one knocks again. Then, Xiao Gu untied his belt, and his bundled hair slowly fell down.
The green silk is like a waterfall, and the eyebrows are picturesque.
That's right, she's a girl.
Who said that Bashan Gu Daoist can't be a girl?
(Lalala, play with the heavenly knife, I'm practicing flower shifting!)