The mountain is not high, there are fairies and spirits. The water is not deep, and there is a dragon.

The Qimeng Mountain of Bibomen is famous not for its height and steepness, but for the momentum of the integration of mountains and lakes, and the emptiness of the water spirit.

Lingshan is located on the west bank of the endless Lianxia Lake, half of the mountain is surrounded by the mighty lake, shrouded in an ethereal spiritual mist composed of water vapor and spiritual power all year round.

The wonders and strange things on the mountain are looming, full of fairy spirit, anyone who meets for the first time will feel relaxed and happy, and sigh is worthy of being a blessed land of immortals, and the aura of heaven and earth is clocked.

At the beginning of the development of this place, there were more than ten large and small sects divided into feuds, in addition, there were more than 20 Xiuzhen families whose merits were not enough to open the door and establish a sect, scattered along the lake.

These sects are connected to the Xiuzhen family by water, and the territory is thousands of miles away.

Among them, the Qimeng Mountain with Bibo Gate is the highest grade, which is the middle grade of the third order.

Now, more than 500 years have passed, and the original border has been in the interior, and the original deserted and barren place has gradually been promoted by the extraordinary prosperity and congestion of mortals and monks.

The population naturally expands, and the number of monks increases, and the resources become increasingly strained, not to mention the spiritual mountain, even the scattered low-level spiritual eyes are occupied by countless scattered cultivators and scattered cultivation families.

The Bibo Sect, which monopolizes the majority of resources, and the Xiuzhen family are like being surrounded by wolves.

Although there are three generations of patriarchal protection, but all plans to stand, not to abandon, in view of this, the Lianshui League for warmth came into being.

For more than 200 years, the vicissitudes of life, most of the first generation of initiators who agreed to support and help each other have fallen, and the successors, those who work hard, and those who disdain, like Bibomen, have come to the end of three generations of patriarchal protection of the sect and family are unique.

I have to say that the old Xue family still lacks some luck.

On this day, before dawn, the spiritual mist rising from the lake covered the sky and floated up, and halfway up the Qimeng Mountain, a large group of servant buildings set up according to this inner gate was already full of people.

In addition to the people on duty, the adults and children of all families have been busy in the night.

Chopping wood, boiling water, and a lantern reflecting the unsightly figures in the mist.

Since none of the immortal masters of the sect have reached the realm of Bigu, the work in the morning is extremely heavy.

Everyone has something to do, either to go to the various quiet rooms on duty, or to go to the Lingtian to pick the Linggu, the big kitchen, the small kitchen will be brightly lit after a while, and the aroma of the food will soon float out, attracting a group of half-grown children, looking at the door of the kitchen, quietly guarding, and some are still sleepy.

After a while, one by one, the food boxes were picked out, led by the maid in Tsing Yi, and carried by the man with a big waist and a round waist, ignoring the naughty boy who was guarding nearby, and scattered by himself, disappearing into the mist of mist.

The big kitchen was also open at this time, but these boys didn't care about it, just waiting for the leftovers used by the immortals to pick it up, although it was small, they could always make one or two mouthfuls of soup every day.

Scared, this is Linggu rice, maybe there are leftover elixir vegetables and spirit fruits or something.

The miscellaneous disciples who came out of the inner door checked the food box one by one, yawned, and waved their hands weakly.

The leading mortal deacon saluted diligently, and then carried the man who delivered the food behind him into the inner door.

The dwellings of the immortal masters were far and near, and these people were scattered.

Among them, there are three leading maids who are not very old, and they are still walking all the way.

They were about twelve or thirteen years old, and they were in the prime of their cardamom years, and although their eyebrows and eyes were not open, they were also beautiful.

The three of them all looked arrogant, and they didn't talk to each other, and there was a vague hint of something else.

The handyman who followed behind him only walked with his head down, but his arms carrying the food box were steady, his muscles bulged, and not a single bit of soup was spilled.

About a quarter of an hour later, a small courtyard appeared next to a bamboo forest, and three groups of people came out of the courtyard, each took the food box, coldly threw a bamboo stick to the servant, and hurried back.

At this time, Shi Kang had already finished his morning class, and the senior brother of the outer disciple probed his progress, and the sticky beard pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said, "Senior brother, after you have soaked in the medicinal bath today, the stage of the I Ching marrow cutting is considered to have passed." ”

"It's really ......" Shi Dare was pleasantly surprised, but he immediately came to his senses, saluted, and said solemnly: "Thank you, senior brother!"

"Hmm!" the senior brother smiled, his gaze falling on the other two children who had ascended to immortality this year.

"You two are not talented, and you have to work hard. ”

The other two boys hurriedly saluted and said in unison, "Yes, senior brother!"

At this time, the maid in the inner room came to the door and said in a beautiful and soft voice like a yellow warbler: "Immortal masters, breakfast has arrived. ”

"That's it!"

Shi Dang fell at the end, walked out of the quiet room where the three of them did their morning class, and sat down at his own table alone, and the beautiful maid Xiao He had already set the dishes.

I saw that on the small case, a bowl of gruel boiled from a first-order low-grade Linggu was golden in color, warm and viscous, dotted with unknown fruits, and the enthusiasm that emerged was rich in spiritual power, and a sniff made people move their appetites.

Two or three plates of emerald green side dishes, light and refreshing, and a plate of red and dripping Huoyun fruit, but it is a treasured thing of the first order.

"Use it!"

"Senior brother, please!"

Shi Dang moved, it can be described as a storm, and the other two boys who ascended to the immortal at the same time frequently looked sideways, the senior brother and the old god came, coughed lightly, and the two boys immediately lowered their heads, buried their heads in the rice, and the eating appearance was no better than Shi Kang.

After the meal, the sky had already revealed a trace of fish belly white, and the senior brother took Shi Kang and the three of them to step on a bamboo crane magic weapon, flew up, and flew towards the place where the essence of the rising sun was swallowed every day.

When they arrived at the top of the mountain, more than a dozen pavilions of various sizes were already filled with monks from Bibomen, who did not talk to each other, but just nodded to each other, and closed their eyes and waited.

When the first rays of golden sunlight swept in, the diffuse spiritual mist receded, and a purer spiritual qi evaporated from the mountain appeared, and more than thirty qi cultivators, young and old, spit out against the rising sun that jumped out of the horizon.

At this time, the level of cultivation can be said to be clear at a glance.

Those who have cultivated to a high level will breathe out the breath like a chain, continuous and continuous, and there will be a sound like thunder.

For those who cultivate to be low, the breath of swallowing is almost invisible, only the belly is as large as a drum.

But after three or four times, the time had passed, and the monks woke up one by one, and they were all alive, and they had a conversation with each other.

Shi Dang has only been an immortal for half a year, and he has just passed the stage of Yi Jin and washing the marrow, so he is not familiar with these senior brothers, and only follows the outer disciple who teaches his coursework, and listens to the senior brother honestly.

……

“…… The senior brother in charge is only fifty-four years old, and he has recently completed his Qi training, and once the foundation is successfully built, the danger of the sect can be solved immediately. ”

"Yes, it's really a blessing for the sect, and this catastrophe of overturning can be avoided. ”

"It's just a matter of others, but the hateful thing is that those villains in the Lianshui Alliance don't expect them to help each other, but they can't take advantage of the fire to rob them......"

"Senior brother, all the uncles in the alliance are also here to protect my Bibomen foundation......"

"Hmph! Protect my Bibomen foundation? I think it's a clever robbery! Who doesn't know what some people are secretly thinking!"

"The surname is Xue, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I said that someone had already secretly negotiated with outsiders and sold us for a good price!"

"Wow, you, you, you dare to spew blood!"

"Hehe, what a joke, Senior Brother Liu, can I name me? Are you in such a hurry, do you have a ghost in your heart?"

……

Shi Dang was a little dumbfounded, in such a blink of an eye, how could all the immortal masters who came out of the dust have changed their appearances, and there are actually some shrews scolding the street?

"That's enough, when the senior brother in charge is out of the customs, everything can only be explained!"

"Humph!"

"Disperse, disperse!"

The monks dispersed in a hurry, but Shi Kang felt as if someone was watching from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that there were two fallen leaves floating down from the branches of a fruit tree, what kind of figure was there?

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