An old lamp.

The rain is still falling.

At the end of autumn, the rain from the eaves gathers and ticks on the bluestone ground in front of the Taoist corridor.

In the dim open space of the Taoist temple, there is no superfluous thing, there is a hemp rope that is wet by the rain, the two ends are tied to two pillar stones, which should be used to dry clothes at ordinary times, but at this moment the hemp rope is empty and blown by the wind.

Inside the Taoist temple, there is a spacious room with doors and windows closed.

The paper windows were blown by the wind and hunted.

The young white-clothed Taoist, with a calm expression, sat in front of the table, and his desk was originally full of drawings, about talismans and formations...... But at the moment it was all emptied, and a simple wooden tablet was placed.

He had never seen anything of this texture.

It looks like an ordinary wooden card, like an identity token cast by the eastern border, but if you touch it, you will find that this bamboo slip feels unusually smooth, cool as jade, and feels like iron.

There is an inscription on it with the word "mountain".

At his feet, there was a originally wet cage, Lanruo Temple collapsed, the cage was intact, he evaporated the water vapor with starlight, and found that there were some calligraphy and paintings made by women, things and things, in addition, there was a talisman to protect the peace of the Quartet.

The battle of Lanruo Temple was the talisman that protected the cage "one life".

Of great interest to the young Taoist was the "Golden Seal and Jade Letter" in the cage, although he looked like a Taoist priest and lived in a Taoist temple...... But in fact, this was just his casual move, and the exercises, heart sutras, and experiences he practiced had nothing to do with the Taoist sect in Xiling.

He had finished reading the book "Golden Seal and Jade Letter" overnight.

After reading the "Golden Seal and Jade Letter", he has a general understanding of the "mountain doctor's fate divination" in the five Taoist techniques...... Especially the word "mountain" engraved on this bamboo slip.

"Cohesion, convergence...... Is it true that the changes that have occurred in Daze in the East over the past few days have really started because of this?"

He rubbed his brow and muttered softly.

Those big demons in southern Xinjiang originally fled to Daze in the east, just a temporary measure, after escaping from the prison of the Law Enforcement Division, they could only come here to survive, but because of Daze's mutations, the aura in Daze was too abundant, and their recovery speed was beyond imagination, and they even opened a sect here, relying on the formation to block external forces, and established a short-term alliance.

The young Taoist gently twisted the bamboo slip with two fingers.

If you look closely, some of them look like treasures.

But it's not quite like that.

Earlier, the Great Sui had an extremely rare number of scattered "treasures", born by the luck of heaven and earth, more powerful than artificially cast treasures, rich and round, it can be described as a "congenital perfection" treasure, if you can get this kind of treasure, the strength will be greatly enhanced...... For example, the glazed cup is a treasure at the level of "innate spirit treasure", and Han Yue, who holds the glazed cup, sits in the eastern border and is almost invincible.

The increase in the combat power of the Innate Spirit Treasure is extremely great, although there are masters like Mr. Zhao Rui of "Dongyanzi", who can cast a "fine snow" with potential that is not inferior to the "Innate Spirit Treasure", but there are too few such characters.

A stalk of "fine snow" took Mr. Zhao Rui's great effort, and there was only one handful of "fine snow" in his life.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Even if a cultivator in the Destiny Star Realm has adverse weather luck and has obtained the "Innate Spirit Treasure", he does not dare to use it, because even if he is a big man in the Great Sui Nirvana Realm, he may not have a "Spirit Treasure" that fits his hands.

A star monarch in the normal realm, if he has an "Innate Spirit Treasure", he can cross a large realm of combat power, and it is needless to say that he can sweep the same level, and even when facing characters like Thousand Hands, Jiang Yuxu, and King Chu Jiang, he will not be too inferior.

Where the innate spirit treasure is located, the surrounding environment will change.

"Is this an innate spirit treasure?"

The lights flickered.

The young Taoist's eyes were uncertain...... That night, he chopped the "big thing" of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda to pieces, and the "immortal and immortal" heart was also cut to death, and finally he took out this bamboo slip from the heart, so that he could not damage it in the slightest.

If it is a spiritual treasure, there should also be a way to use it.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any way to drive this bamboo slip.

The word "mountain" alone, if it can bring endless vitality to the "ancient Buddha", why hasn't the Taoist temple where he is located changed in the slightest, but the starlight is indeed a little richer...... And it's not obvious.

He was sure that the power in this bamboo slip was far more than that, but he didn't find the way to the door.

A dull voice came from behind him.

......

......

Hurt.

It hurts.

The head hurts.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way, it's like being hit in the head with a sledgehammer, and all consciousness is about to be blown away...... Countless images overlapped in Ning Yi's mind, broken rain, golden dim fists, and mournful snow......

Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the dead woman in red veil......

He slowly opened his eyes, as he could see, it was a clean bed in the air, hanging a few white veils, his body was not muddy, as if it had been evaporated by someone with starlight, the soft brilliance flowed on the surface of the skin, with a faint fluorescence, these brilliance wandered, warming the flesh and blood, taking away the pain, the injuries in his body had already healed, but his soul was still a little trance.

was saved.

Ning Yi rubbed his forehead, feeling that his mind was still very painful, he supported himself with one hand and sat up on the bed.

Then he saw a gentle smiling face.

A young Taoist priest sat by the candle flame and played with a "bamboo slip" in his hand......

Yamajimaki!

Ning Yi's eyes stayed on the mountain scroll for a moment, and this short moment was captured by the other party very keenly.

"Ning Yi...... Are you looking for it?"

The man blinked, smiled and held up the "mountain scroll".

Ning Yi was silent for a moment, he had long heard that there was an immortal mountain in the north of Jinhua City, and there was a young Taoist priest living on the mountain, and the people in the city called him "Living Immortal", he didn't think so at first...... When I saw him today, the other party was indeed a little incredible.

After practicing for half a year, the power of the divine soul has begun to take shape, even in the face of the Ten Realms cultivators, they also have the power of self-preservation, but at this moment, they stretched out a wisp to test it, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and they couldn't see the other party's cultivation realm at all.

Such a young man, whose breath is similar to his own, does not have the slightest sense of old age...... His cultivation has exceeded the Ten Realms?

Either they have an extremely powerful Divine Soul Method.

Either way, it's not to be underestimated.

"Hmm......" Ning Yi rubbed his eyebrows, ready to be vague, and said, "It's almost looking for it, you saved me?"

What about your own sword?

There was a tingling in his mind, and he remembered that at the last moment, the huge ancient Buddha pinched his "fine snow...... Where did it end up?

The young man sitting next to the candle table, as if he could perceive people's hearts, smiled apologetically, picked up the "oil paper umbrella" at his feet, and threw it towards Ning Yi.

An oil-paper umbrella crosses an arc.

Ning Yi silently took the fine snow.

He frowned and looked in the direction of the paper window, outside the Bulao Mountain, there was a thousand pagodas.

"It's dead. The man smiled and said, "I borrowed your sword." ”

Ning Yi's expression was a little stunned, his fingers touched the fine snow, and that scene was reflected in his mind......

The scene of the young Taoist priest splitting a sword passed by in an instant.

Slay the unkillable.

This means, fine snow recognized this person?

After the snow was thrown, there was another slight sound in the air.

Ning Yi put the fine snow on his knees through a layer of futon, and immediately stretched out his hands and held the bamboo slips, his eyes were a little complicated.

The "mountain scroll" that he had been looking for was in his hands, and it was much smoother than he imagined, and the other party did not have the slightest idea of fighting and taking it for himself.

He looked at the white-clothed Taoist, and then, his eyes became more and more strange, as if he was looking at a monster.

"If I'm not mistaken, the mutation of Daze in the East is related to this bamboo slip......"

"The bamboo slip is engraved with the word 'mountain', and I picked up your cage...... Out of curiosity, I borrowed it a little, and if I didn't guess wrong, that word should correspond to the power of 'condensation', not only starlight, aura, but also the more powerful and majestic 'divinity' can also be condensed......" Behind the white-clothed Taoist was a flickering candle flame, his face was hidden in the darkness, and his tone was soft and slow: "That ancient Buddha was born because it relied on gradually condensing enough evil qi and Buddha nature to envelop the golden body, and it was difficult to kill but not for this reason......"

"This seems to be a 'life' that is different from humans, demon spirits. ”

"I've sensed it when I lived in the mountains, Starlight can't do anything to kill it, it takes a lot of divinity to kill. ”

"Even without bamboo slips, this monster could still be born...... It's just that the time of birth will be greatly extended, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, thousands of years. When the white-clothed Taoist said this, he paused, looked at Ning Yi, and said curiously: "The only thing I can't figure out is that all the powerful people in the entire eastern realm are looking for this bamboo slip, but they can't find it...... How did you find it?"

Ning Yi looked at the "Mountain Scroll" and was a little silent for a while.

Looking at this, the man did not know the "sword bearer".

But as for the "mountain scroll" and the "shadow", what he speculated was not bad at all.

Is it a deduction, or is it just a guess?

Either way, it's scary.

After a short silence.

"Everyone has secrets...... I'm just asking, I don't have to take it personally. ”

The young Taoist priest sitting by the candle flame saw that Ning Yi was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Ning Yi, it is incredible that you can kill that tree demon beyond a great realm, it is stronger than the rumors." ”

Ning Yi's heart moved.

He was confused: "You know my ......"

The man smiled gently, "We only met not long ago. ”

"We just met not long ago?" Ning Yi thought carefully, he had been practicing in Shushan......

His eyes lit up suddenly.

Ning Yi thought of a possibility.

The young Taoist priest stood up slowly and said with a smile, "Introduce yourself...... Under the surname Luo, the name is Changsheng. ”