At the foot of the green mountain, under a pine tree, a hare probed brain reappeared, looked around, and found that there was no danger around, so he ate the weeds in some fright. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A few butterflies also came out of nowhere, fluttering, adding a bit of interest to the splendid mountain scenery.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and a faint smell of wine wafted in the air.

If you look closely at the fragrance, you can see that there is a gray corner under the old pine.

It was a Taoist priest with a somewhat old face, holding a wine gourd in his hand and pouring a sip of fruit wine.

On his shoulder sat a little fox with fiery red hair, looking at the scenery in all directions, and from time to time it would jump on top of the old Taoist priest's head and stir up his hair.

Lao Dao was not angry, but just reached out and gently stroked the soft hair of the little fox, which was very spoiled.

"Aunt Wen, this time it's a big game, I was strange at the time, as soon as Xiucai heard that I talked about my aunt, he left with a smile on his face, I didn't know what his idea was, it turned out that he was waiting for me here. ”

The old Taoist priest sighed a little embarrassed, and the expression in his eyebrows was very complicated.

It seems that there is some envy and some disapproval.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, aren't young people like this? Wang Laodao, you haven't been young, it seems that you still can't sit back and watch the safety of the people of Jinhua City, I don't see it, after cultivating the Tao for so many years, the old Taoist priest is actually a warm-hearted person. ”

A colorful butterfly flew out, vibrating its wings and letting out a cold laugh.

Although there was some sarcasm in his words, his tone was familiar, and he obviously had a very good relationship with this old Taoist.

As soon as the wings of the butterfly flicked, it shook out a piece of gold dust, sprinkled into the air, and turned into tiny insects.

As the mountain wind flashed towards the mountain, it was no longer clear to see.

When Wang Laodao saw this scene, he was very envious and exclaimed: "You are not the same, as soon as you saw that Xiucai made a move to provoke the demon tiger, you rushed over...... This hand is distracted, but it is amazing, not only can it be attached to the butterfly body and move around, but it can also send out many small insects, when it comes to the weirdness of the spell, even the old guy who is through the Xuan in Laoshan Road can't compare. ”

"It's just a side-by-side way, you can't cultivate the Yuan Shen, you can't practice the Fa, after all, you can only do that. Aunt Wen's voice was still so cold, but the old Taoist priest could hear the pride in her tone.

However, this is true, he and this Wen Gu have also broken through the fourth-order Tongyu, each of them has their own unique methods, and they may not be much worse than the fifth-order real people, but on the Yuanshen Avenue, it is not very helpful.

After chatting for a few words, the two heard the sound of killing on the mountain, and then heard a loud voice of Qingyue roaring all over the mountain.

The two looked at each other, surprised and surprised, not only surprised by Su Chen's boldness, but also surprised that the tiger demon had never appeared.

The old Taoist priest listened to it for a while with some uncertainty, and said: "That tiger demon can really endure this time, it seems that it can't get out, so it's okay, at least it can clean up all the monsters on the mountain, and if it really fights, it will have fewer helpers and be easier to deal with." ”

"That being said, the really powerful place of the tiger demon is not the demon soldiers and demon generals under his hands, but the powerful white tiger body and recovery power, killing some little demons has no effect on it, if I guess correctly, its forbearance at this time, I'm afraid that the formation is about to be practiced, so it's not in a hurry. ”

"Then what should I do, the last time the tiger demon went down the mountain, we united Tongxuan Lao Dao and Bitter Bamboo Monk to beat it back, the four of them joined forces, and they only had the upper hand, and they couldn't kill it, now Tongxuan has returned to the sect, and Bitter Bamboo has gone away to the Northern Desert, if this guy has practiced great skills again, how can he stop it?"

The old Taoist priest had a sad look on his face, and glanced back at Jinhua City, as if he saw a large area of blood red.

"Don't worry about it, that Xiucai is also a ruthless character, since he dares to offend the tiger demon to death, he must also have some certainty, he will not be vulnerable......"

"This is not good, Ning Xiu has only been in the city for a short time, I don't know how powerful the old demon is, it is the body of a real big demon, and ordinary attacks can't cause any damage at all, especially the hundred ghost magic techniques used last time, which is particularly difficult, and has already set foot in the space realm for the first time, if the old demon is holding back to practice this move, when the practice is completed, the fun will be great." ”

"Don't guess, it must be practicing this trick, it is going around to plunder the people, just to feed his ghosts and increase his power, do we still interfere in this matter?"

The old Taoist priest was silent for a long time before he said: "Let's take a look again, Tong Xuanniu's nose is hiding, if Ning Xiucai really can't stop it, this matter will be really difficult to do." ”

Caidie also stopped speaking, she obviously didn't think that the scholar could fight the old white tiger, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be long before the old demon would go down the mountain......

Will you leave Jinhua from now on, or give up your life?

It's a hard choice.

The silence of the two can already be seen in their inclination.

If it weren't for that, they would have killed Cuishan long ago when they heard that the old demon had taken the people to practice the Fa.

Other people's lives are not valuable, but their own lives are precious.

Whether it is cultivating the Tao, cultivating Buddhism, or cultivating martial arts and demons.

Cultivators, in general, want to live forever, evolve their lives, and hope to live better and be able to be a master.

No matter what kind of slogans they shout, in the final analysis, as long as they are human, they have human nature, they are indulgent and hardworking, and they are afraid of death for life.

The deeper the cultivation, the more afraid of death, but those grassroots people who have passed today and do not know tomorrow, life is difficult and difficult, so that they will not understand the wonder and preciousness of life, and can throw their lives lightly.

In all dynasties, they have only heard of those emperors and ministers asking for immortal medicine and alchemy pills, and they have never heard of any poor people who want to seek immortality.

The so-called longevity, in the eyes of those mud-legged slings, may not be more attractive to them than a beautiful woman and a big meal.

The immortals mentioned in the story don't care much about people's livelihood and suffering, but in fact, it's not that they are indifferent.

It's just that people's levels are different, and the pursuit is different.

As time passes, so does the mindset.

If there are demons and demons, they will hit wherever they want, and if they go to help wherever the people suffer, and they are as busy as dogs all day long, and if they are not careful, they will lose their lives, then what kind of Tao and what kind of Fa will they practice?

After suffering so much in a lifetime, and practicing such cultivation, it is impossible to think about it just to serve others.

They just care about the people or things they cherish, and if they do it with a gesture, they may do it, and if it is too troublesome or too dangerous, they will naturally avoid it.

Wang Laodao and Wen Gu were silent, each thinking about their thoughts, and they didn't mean to look down on each other.

I just feel that if the old demon really cultivates great mana, the only way is to abandon the city and leave.

Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little irritable and disgusted when they listened to the provocative shouts of the young scholar on the mountain.

If it weren't for that guy who forced the Laoshan Road, killed the son of the tiger demon, and ran up the mountain to get rid of the demon, completely angering the old white tiger, the people of this city should not have encountered such a catastrophe.

Who doesn't know that the little tiger demon is eating people in Jinhua City, but he doesn't even pay attention to the Laoshan Dao Xuanzhen person, where did he have the courage to do this?

When the equilibrium is broken, it leads to variables.

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