In the fighting room, Li Muxuan sat cross-legged on a futon, cultivating the form of the god. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This small room is even next to He Ming's main cave mansion, although the space is small and there is no decoration, but it contains an incomparably pure aura, and even a formation is specially arranged to filter the excessive wood aura of Panlong Ridge, and the five elements are balanced.

From some subtle traces, Li Muxuan judged that this might be He Ming's daily cultivation retreat, and now he beckoned Li Muxuan to recuperate here, which can be described as a good place. Of course, this is also because Li Muxuan has a record of crossing the border to kill the Jindan monk, if it is spread, it will definitely shake the cultivation world, how can He Ming despise him.

At this time, Li Muxuan sat down with the curtain down, thinking about the last battle with Wang Qingsong in his mind: the Songwen Guding Sword passed directly through his head and body, and pierced through his back, he seemed to be unharmed, and he also took advantage of this opportunity to kill Wang Qingyou closely.

In fact, this is the result of his full operation of the Heavenly Demon Body, which can first line up the nearby bodies when the Songwen Sword stabs in advance, forming a partial "empty" state, which is extremely strange to dodge the flying sword and protect the body.

However, this method was very burdensome to the physical body, leaving many dark wounds, and in addition, in order to maximize the power of the Heavenly Demon Body, Mu Xuan completely induced the evil qi in his body, which was tantamount to adding insult to injury to his physical body.

Now, relying on the recovery power of the Heavenly Demon Body, the recovery power of the Heavenly Demon Body is amazing, and the recovery of the physical injuries is almost complete, but the sequelae of the outbreak of the Heavenly Demon Demon make him have to use ninety percent of his mana and fifty percent of his divine consciousness to operate the Heavenly Demon Body Injection Method, and suppress the evil qi in his body at all times.

"However, when I used my supernatural powers and heavenly powers to kill Wang Qingsong, not only did the evil qi in my body wear off a lot, but the blood seal of the defiled gods and the light of extinguishing the gods also had a sense of enhancement and purification, could it be that these two supernatural powers benefited by erasing the souls of others?"

Li Muxuan thought secretly in his heart: "Judging from this consumption speed, if you want to weaken the Heavenly Demon to the point where you can bear it, you have to kill dozens of Jin Dan, how can this be ......?"

"Before leaving, Wujiao asked me not to retaliate against the Wang family and write off the cause and effect of the grievances, but I am not reconciled! The Wang family acts domineering and unscrupulous, is there no bane? Now that the Ascending Dragon Club is about to start, I want to see if it will be attacked by a group when the strength of the Wang family is greatly reduced and it is in the whirlpool? ”

Just as Li Muxuan was thinking about it, there was a fluctuation in front of the door, and the scene of He Ming standing outside the door immediately appeared in Li Muxuan's mind: his clothes were fluttering and the dust was clean.

Li Muxuan got up and pushed the door, thinking that his five senses were becoming more and more acute, and he could perceive the surrounding environment with the slight fluctuations of divine consciousness transmission, which was a killer weapon at the right time.

He Ming looked at Li Muxuan who walked out of the door, and found that the scars on his face had disappeared, and the ferocious aura on his body had completely dissipated, which seemed to be much calmer, but there was an indomitable and vast temperament, which was embarrassing.

"Could it be that in the past few days, he has realized something again?" He Ming thought to himself: "With such a talent and such a heart, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for the sect!" ”

He Ming turned many thoughts in his heart, but his face did not show anything, only to see him take two steps and say with a smile: "Daoist friends have made progress in cultivation again!" What a gratifying congratulations! ”

Li Muxuan smiled reluctantly and said, "I can't talk about diligence, I just healed my previous injuries." Has He Ming's predecessor received the task reward? ”

His voice was still hoarse, but it was much better than before.

He Ming waved his hand a little embarrassedly: "Daoist friends are powerful, it is quite beneficial to me and the He family, it is I He Ming who owes you a favor, and there will be retribution!" ”

"The seniors are serious! Thanks to the help of his predecessors during this time, Mu Xuanming felt it in his heart. In this Thang Long Club, the younger generations will definitely make a contribution. ”

He Ming smiled slightly, he didn't seem to care much about the Ascending Dragon Society, but this once-a-decade event was related to the ownership of more than a thousand Panlong Fruits and the growth and decline of the power of the Wang He family, how could he really not care? It's just that he has confidence in Li Muxuan.

During the conversation, He Ming and Li Muxuan walked side by side and walked to a secret place in Panlong Ridge. It is the mother vine of the six dragon vines, which is hidden on weekdays and is only open to visitors at the once every 10 years of the Thang Long Festival.

The secret land is located in a mountain stream between the two families of Wang He, and the monks of the seventh level and above can enter, and others can only watch from both sides.

He Ming took Li Muxuan and went straight into the mountain stream, which attracted many monks to discuss:

On this kind of occasion, taking the younger generations is equivalent to vigorously promoting, this monk is not a child of the He family, but he was taken by the youngest and most mysterious Jindan ancestor of the He family to participate in the Shenglong Society, how can he not make the children of the He family and the scattered cultivators who watched the ceremony shocked and jealous?

Just when He Ming and Li Muxuan had just walked into the mountain stream, an old man in a brown kudzu robe greeted him and said with a smile: "He Ming Daoyou has always been good? Why haven't you been a guest at My Empty Mountain for several years? Let the old brother miss it very much! ”

When He Ming saw this old man, he showed a sincere smile and replied: "Miao Weng's words make me embarrassed!" In the past few years, I have been busy with family affairs, often sighing that my heart is gradually rising, the dust is getting thicker, and I can't wait to accompany Miao Weng. ”

When the old man Ge Yi heard this, he said with some regret: "When you and I fell in love at first sight, I knew that you were also a free character, but you were born in a family, and the ties were really heavy. Is this little friend your junior? Not bad, not bad! ”

He Ming saw the old man smiling, looked at Li Muxuan with an appreciative look, and hurriedly said: "Miao Weng doesn't know, this Taoist friend is not my junior, but a disciple of the Yuqing Sect and the Yuanying Ancestor. ”

Saying that, He Ming introduced to Li Muxuan again: "This is the Wanmiao Immortal Weng of the Wanmiao Cave of the Trapping Mountain, who entered the Tao with Danqing, splashed ink, and made it all wonderful, so he was respected by the cultivation world as the Wanmiao Immortal......

Li Muxuan called himself an immortal and bowed his hand.

Miao Weng held up Li Muxuan and said with a smile: "What Danqing has entered the Tao, I just like Danqing more." If you have leisure in the future, you can come to my empty mountain to play, and let the old man grow some face. Just beware of the bitter Taoist! ”

He Ming frowned and said, "Bitter Daoist is still swaggering? Didn't I hear that he was hunted down and killed by Mingkong Temple, and I don't know if he was alive or dead? ”

Miao Weng waved his hand: "That guy somehow, but he reached a reconciliation with Mingkong Temple, and now he not only continues to be free, but even gathers a group of loose cultivators, making the Trap Mountain a miasma." I really can't see it, but I can't fight him, so I have to come here to join in the fun......"

He Ming said solemnly: "The poisonous skills of the bitter Daoist are indeed powerful, ruthless and weird, and they can't be prevented!" He even poisoned a disciple of the middle stage of Jindan in Mingkong Temple! Only then was he hunted down by Mingkong Temple. However, I heard that this disciple was not a monk, and he committed a precept, and he was killed by a bitter Taoist when he was doing evil? ”

Miao Weng bowed his head and said, "That's right! Otherwise, how could Mingkong Temple let go of bitterness! To tell the truth, this bitter Taoist is not a villain, but he is not even good, and he acts a little freewheelingly, and he is not a person from the same way. ”

He Ming smiled slightly and said, "He was chased and killed by Mingkong Temple this time, I'm afraid he tasted the taste of being alone, right?" However, if you want to gather loose cultivation as wings, you must also weigh whether you have the strength and strength to do so, otherwise you will just kill yourself! ”

After a pause, He Ming continued: "Don't worry about him!" Miao Weng came to my Panlongling this time, it is a distinguished guest, I as the host, I want to introduce a little! ”

While talking, the three of them continued to walk inside.

"These twenty-six miles of 'Lanzhi Spring Stream' is one of my 'Panlong Three Wonders'. The four seasons in the stream are like spring, and the Zhihua flowers are naturally not thankful at all times, bright and refined. ”

As he spoke, He Mingxin pointed to the gurgling water in front of him, and saw all kinds of orchids and Zhicao growing on the banks and beaches of the stream. There are colorful flowers blooming on the edge of the stream, which is refreshing and pleasant to look at.

"Since this mountain stream is the birthplace of the dragon mother vine, the stream is clear. Whenever this ten-year period occurs, the water will contain active wood qi, and low-level cultivators who cultivate the wood system can drink it to enhance their cultivation. Of course, when it comes to the fifth layer of Qi refining and above, this gain is almost non-existent, and even so, the stream water is still a treasure......"

"Look at these Zhicao again, although there are thousands of postures, the size is very different, but at this time they will all bloom, not only bright and moving, but also wafting out a strange aroma, smelling it has the function of enhancing the body, it is similar to the dragon fruit, but the effect is far less......"

Visiting the spring stream in this mist is cool, the orchid is lush, and the mountain stream is dingdong, but it has a unique artistic conception.

Just looking at the many monks wandering in this mountain stream, with an inexplicable look of excitement and joy, I know that they are extremely happy. Just now these insights and benefits will make them feel that this trip is worthwhile, not to mention the Thang Long Club, which is about to start, and the trading conference after Thang Long Club to bid for Pan Dragon Fruit?

He Ming, Miao Weng, and Li Muxuan traced the river, watched along the road, and gradually came to the source of the mountain stream, near a waterfall platform.

This place has been set up in advance by the disciples of the Wang and He families, and only the monks above the foundation building, or the two monks who participated in the Thang Long Society, are allowed to enter. Li Muxuan and the three of them were naturally not a problem, they were immediately released and came to the platform to stand still.

Due to the small number of monks during the foundation building period, and most of the high-ranking monks of the Wang and He families were not present, this platform appeared relatively empty, and only a waterfall dozens of zhang high burst down, setting off some lively atmosphere.

"Wait!" He Ming opened his mouth and said: "In another moment, the patriarchs of the two families will appear together, and all the two monks in the ridge, except for setting aside the necessary manpower to defend their own family, will come here to participate in the Ascending Dragon Society." ”

"Hey, hey! You two are worthy of being a big cultivator family, this Ascending Dragon Club is so imposing! Miao Weng laughed.

Li Muxuan on the side was silent.

In the mountain stream, the mist gradually dissipated, but the fragrance wafting in the wind became more and more intense......