Linlang Bao Mountain is located in the extreme south, surrounded by mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, the mountains here are different from the Xiyue Mountain Range, which is rich in products, it is relatively barren, and there are many terrible spirit birds and beasts, the surrounding is deserted, and it is a wild land that does not belong to any country.

And recently, it ushered in its once-in-800-year glory.

Elite monks of all sects and sects and high-level scattered cultivators who have no sects and no sects gather here, Jindan is everywhere, and Yuan Ying is also under the age of 800.

The disciples of Huaqi are here just to see if there is anything leaking out of the fingers of any seniors, or if they are hoping to take some shit luck, maybe luck will come to an end.

But this is basically not their stage.

Old friends who haven't seen each other for many years may have a chance to drink and talk here, and who knows if they will be able to come back alive once they enter Baoshan.

The bitter hatred of the old enemies are all regarded as not knowing each other, and they plan to come to Linlang Baoshan to live and die again.

A large number of portable caves are located in the nearby mountains, some of them are very large, as large as adding a mountain to the mountains here, such as the Shouyuan Sect, all the disciples who come live in the portable cave mansion like a mountain, and they are not allowed to enter or come out to socialize.

Some are personal and very small, such as the small building of Pang Maimai.

Oh, and there's a smaller mushroom house than hers that looks a lot like the Smurfs......

There is also a small sect, occupying the quota of scattered cultivation, they are called "Earth Xingzong", after arriving, a few people from the whole sect will dig the hole together, and soon play a group of intricate holes, and there are tunnels between each other, its speed is fast, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and the design is reasonable and ingenious, enough for the moles to come to apprentice......

Lu Zhen and Senior Brother Yunteng both have a portable cave mansion, Lu Zhen is relatively large, Yunteng is three huts, Duanmu has a very gorgeous big tent without injury, and Senior Sister Lu does not, so Pang Maimai also released the small building and lived with Senior Sister Lu, and let Chen Qinglu go to the senior brother to borrow it.

The Unity Sect is late, and there are still seven days before Linlang Baoshan will open, so it doesn't hurt to squeeze it.

Then Pang Maimai found that the master and the senior brother were busy all of a sudden, and they knew a lot of people from other sects, probably because they were famous refiners, they were very popular among the monks of the same class, and most of them wanted to get to know them and maintain relationships.

Just as almost all of the fellow disciples Pang Maimai met were very polite to her, a promising refiner would rather make friends than offend.

Duanmu was also unharmed, Chen Qinglu hid and cultivated, Senior Brother Lin Ying did not show his face, and Zhao Qianxing simply disappeared.

Nowhere was he seen.

Senior Sister Lu doesn't go down the mountain much, but there are still a lot of people who know her from other friends, but because she has always been cold and frosty, she doesn't have many friends, so she is always sticky with Pang Maimai.

Three days before the opening of Linlang Baoshan, almost all the people who should have come came.

The last batch arrived with the greatest momentum.

There were eight snow-white horses, coming from the clouds, and behind them pulled a black carriage that could not be seen to be of wood, but it was decorated with countless treasures, which were inlaid on the carriage and roof of the carriage like luodian, and even on the wheels, which were both asymmetrical and irregular, gorgeous and strange.

The carriage and the horses were flying in the air, as if they were walking on the ground, and they did not look fast, but in a blink of an eye, they were already near, no one scattered flower petals, and no one played music, but the carriage seemed to have its own halo, and the hundreds of people on the ground were quiet at this moment, looking up.

Around the carriage, there were sixteen beautiful female monks who each drove their magic weapons to open the way or follow, and these sixteen beautiful women were all Jindan monks!

I saw it recently, the eight snow-white Pegasus, with two wings on the ribs, two horns on the head, huge in size, and a mouth and nose like a dragon, are the rarest and most powerful Pegasus among the Pegasus.

Normally, the Lian Yuanying monk wanted one horse to be used as a riding beast and could not get it, but here eight horses were used together to pull the carriage.

Pang Maimai silently judged that even the head of the Unity Sect probably did not have such financial resources.

The two Jindan friars who flew at the front swooped down and cleared the way with their spiritual power, and the monks who were standing in this area avoided one after another, and a large open space was cleared on the ground so that the carriage could land.

The eight Celestial Dragon horses swooped down, dust flying under the horses' hooves, but the carriage landed steadily, without making a sound, as if it had been galloping on the ground.

When the carriage stopped, an old man and a middle-aged man, who looked like Yuanying Zhenjun, led a group of disciples, stepped forward and bowed to the ground, saying: "Welcome to the mountain master!" ”

There was no sound in the carriage, and after a while, the door opened, and a barefoot girl wrapped in pure black silk satin got out of the carriage first.

She had a sweet, even naïve face, her skin was as white as milk, and when she came down from the car door, she first poked down a bare foot, and tried to stand on the ground, but it was not high enough, because she poked out her foot to the ground, so that the whole white and naked calf was exposed, and it looked even more shocking against the black satin.

The silk satin on her body was not a garment, but just a piece of cloth, maybe a curtain, or a cloak, probably she had no clothes, because she had to get out of the car, so she was temporarily wrapped, so sometimes her calves, sometimes her shoulders, always went naked with her movements, and then she hurriedly covered it up.

I can't see her cultivation, but she should always be a monk, so that she can't get off the one-meter-high carriage, but she is timid, and she has lived for a long time, that look is really pitiful to me, Pang Maimai couldn't help but want to help her get out of the car, but the people next to her turned a blind eye, and occasionally all they could hear was the sound of the male monks of other sects swallowing saliva.

The girl finally worked hard for a long time, a white as jade thumb tip touched the dust on the ground, she let out a surprise whisper, the whole person jumped down, panicked and hurried movements, made the black satin float in many places, I don't know how many places to walk.

The little □□ feet stood on the rough gravel and dusty ground, and she immediately fell under the car door, and even ripped off the black satin on her back, revealing her snow-white and soft back.

It was only then that the foot of a man in snow white cloud boots stepped on her sleek jade back mercilessly.

It turned out that he felt that it was disrespectful to be wrapped in silk and let him step on it, only such a beautiful jade back was worthy of this man's identity?

One foot stepped on, the other foot stretched out, a young man in plain white fairy clothes got out of the carriage, he didn't look at the girl under his feet, stepped on it even more mercilessly, the girl was trampled by him and trembled, and the snow-white back left footprints, as if the delicate falling flowers were ruthlessly trampled, causing many male monks to feel pity.

However, most people no longer saw the girl in their eyes, but only at the man who had stepped on her.

Although he was lazy and couldn't see anyone in his eyes, he ...... The elegance is not enough to explain its heroic appearance.

As long as he stood there, no one could ignore him, and it wasn't that he was handsome, but he could make anyone's handsomeness worthless.

"Sure enough...... Childe is like jade. Senior Sister Lu was silent for a long time before she came up with such a sentence in infinite melancholy.

Pang Maimai was a little sweaty, didn't he say that Senior Sister Lu's goal was to be unharmed? These days, it seems that she doesn't feel much about Duanmu's injury, and it is probably her master's wishful thinking...... However, if she fell in love with the man in front of her who was at least above the Yuan Infant Stage, but was only young on the surface, she didn't know how many thousand years old...... There are concubines everywhere, and at least they are all in the Jindan period, and even the stepping stones have to use the posture of a beautiful girl, which is a person who doesn't treat women as people......

Of course, Gongzi Ruyu's rhetorical style is indeed correct.

The monks who knelt on the ground once again greeted the mountain lord for peace, as if the emperor was inspecting the Baiguan Mountain and shouting long live, and the man in white lazily waved them all up.

Pang Maimai remembered who he was.

There is such pomp and status in the world, and he looks like this, and he also carries sixteen concubines with him, and he is also called the "mountain master", except for Wang Yantai, the lord of Langya Mountain, there is no one else.

And the sixteen Jindan nuns are his "sixteen concubines".

His friars came forward to serve him, but they did not dare to touch him at will, and looked eager to kneel on the ground and lick his boots, or simply lie down and let him walk away like a carpet.

And he didn't even look at the female friars, but pointed to the girl who was still kneeling in front of the carriage, with her back exposed, and said with a faint annoyance: "It's unstable on your stomach, take it down." ”

One of the sixteen monks, dressed in purple and with a dignified and beautiful countenance, came out of the crowd, fell down on one knee before him, said "yes," and walked over to the girl.

The girl was terrified and trembled, and her tears fell down like pearls with broken threads, but she did not dare to cry until the purple-clothed friar took out a large bag like a small bag, and then she cried and pleaded in a low voice: "...... Childe spares his life......"

But Wang Yantai didn't even look at her, and the purple-clothed monk made a move, and the girl was sucked into it like a wandering spirit. Nothing was left but a scream and a cry.

It's creepy to watch.

Wang Yantai, as the sect master of Langya Mountain, the second of the seven major sects, has a very good reputation, and his status is indeed higher than anyone here, so even if he is not from Langya Mountain, they all bow their heads and salute him.

After all, none of the sect masters of the other six sects came.

And Wang Yantai must come, his Langya Mountain is the closest to here, and every time the ceremony of opening Linlang Baoshan is carried out by him.

No one knows how old he is, and no one knows how many times he has presided over Linlang Baoshan.

As for his cultivation, it is said that he has reached the stage of conformity.

But he has always been a horse and a grandson of a golden saddle horse.

After Wang Yantai disposed of the unsatisfactory fleshy stepping stones, his mood seemed to be a little better, and he looked around with a smile, but everyone who touched his gaze avoided him and did not dare to look at him.

Wang Yantai's eyes swept over these people, and he sighed: "An old friend didn't come this year, it's really lonely......"