Taozhu Mountain, a vein of Huanxi Village, is indeed a fairy road hermit, but unfortunately compared to a behemoth like Penglai, this small family of scattered cultivators has long since declined.

Three hundred years ago, due to the civil strife in the door, the inheritance of the spiritual treasure was lost, and it withered even more, and today, the inheritor of Huanxi Village is only Aqing.

Although there is still a secret legend of the immortal family, three hundred years ago, the spirit array was broken in the civil strife, and only some of the remaining spiritual energy escaped between heaven and earth, which can be regarded as completely knocking the inheritance of Huanxi Village into dust.

Some people are struggling to find in the fairy road.

There are people who want to build a career in Hongchen.

It's hard to say who was who back then, anyway, now, it is a little unqualified to say that Tao Zhushan is a cultivator.

Ah Qing, although he is a martial artist.

But it has also fallen into the dust.

The cultivation of the soul needs the help of aura, and A-Qing does not have aura, and what exists in the body that returns to the true nature can only be the soul of a mortal warrior.

It's like immersing yourself in warm water.

It's like falling into another world.

It's like walking through the Yellow Spring.

In that strange flow of light and shadow, Yue Nu Ah Qing opened her eyes from a dream, and where she saw it, she was surrounded by flying black sand.

She was like other people who had entered the illusion, with a dazed and helpless feeling, she stood up from the ground, and before she could look closely, she saw Shen Qiu standing in the center of this platform, calling casually.

The aura of the black sand floating around, one of them fell into the palm of the hand, gathering and scattering, just like a thing in a fantasy world.

"Now, here you go."

With a smile on his face, Shen Qiu handed the black sand to Ah Qing.

He said:

"You have your own immortal magic method, as long as this wisp of spiritual energy is infused into the body, in an instant, you can cultivate into a divine soul. It's a pity that there is no aura in the world, even if you cultivate the soul and open the sea of knowledge.

It is no different from ordinary martial artists.

It's just that in the face of those evil things, you can have a little more self-preservation.

This can be regarded as a meeting gift for her sister on behalf of Qingqing.

You're welcome, take it. ”

Yue Nu, who has always been indifferent, is a little helpless in the face of the wisp of black sand handed to her.

She had read the Codex of the Ancestors.

In those words, the ancestors' thirst for the aura that has long since died in the world has reached the point of madness.

In those handwritings, there is a lot of regret for the end, and I hate myself for being born in the wrong era.

Every time he reads it, Ah Qing will even read a touch of frightening madness from those resentful handwritings.

If it weren't for the civil strife in Huanxi Village three hundred years ago, the only remaining thin aura in the valley was broken, and there were ancestral teachings, and they were not allowed to leave Taozhu Mountain.

In the codex, those ancestors are in an abnormal state, and at this moment, I am afraid that they have already been mixed up with the Penglai people and conspired with "big things".

Cultivating immortals has become a delusional demonic barrier.

Thinking of transcending life and death and gaining great freedom, occasionally Ah Qing will think that maybe the civil strife three hundred years ago is not a bad thing for the Huanxi inheritance.

It is much better to completely break your thoughts and accept the cycle of life and death than to keep hope and fall into the devil's path.

But now.

The aura that the ancestors had been looking for but could not find was so generously sent to him by the person in front of him.

Ah Qing looked at the ethereal aura that was scattered in his hands, and couldn't help but look up, on this boundless platform, there are so many black sand gathered and flying, how much aura should be stored here?

If the ancestors saw such a scene, they were afraid that they would go crazy on the spot.

"So much aura, you, why don't you use it yourself?"

Ah Qing's indifferent look will be completely shattered, just like the expression and posture she should have at her age, she stammered and asked rhetorically.

Shen Qiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a look of regret:

"I also want to use it, but unfortunately the body has not even reached the innate realm, and it is not as strong as you, so you rashly attract spiritual energy into the body, and there is only one result."

"Bang"

Shen Qiu spread out his five fingers, made an explosive gesture, and used his mouth to make onomatopoeia.

"Shen hasn't lived enough, so naturally he won't do such crazy things, as for the soul..."

Shen Qiu blinked and said:

"Naturally, we are cultivating, a friend gave us the Kunlun secret method, and Qingqing and they are also cultivating, but the progress is slower. If you want to fight with the Penglai demon in the future, you can be prepared. ”

A-Qing was silent.

Shen Qiu's posture of speaking in front of him was like a second ancestor from a wealthy family, and the method of condensing the divine soul was simple and easy, he had enough aura to use.

But the others don't.

Like Ah Qing, there is obviously a wonderful method, but it is difficult to find the blessing of aura, so he can only guard the treasure mountain and sigh with joy.

Ah Qing didn't immediately use the aura to refine his soul.

She pointed to the person who was hanging in the air in front of her in chains, looking embarrassed and dead, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Who is that man?"

"That, ignore it."

Shen Qiu didn't look at it, he said casually:

"It's just a lost dog, it's not a good thing."

"You're a liar!"

Ah Qing said in a fierce tone:

"In the past three hundred years, although Huanxi Village has not been able to practice the immortal law, I am not an uninformed person, it is clearly a powerful divine soul, which can exist outside the body, and there are auspicious clouds and clouds with me.

According to the ancestral codex, it was an immortal who had achieved cultivation, and it was not an ordinary thing. ”

"You are angry, and the appearance of fried hair is exactly the same as my family's Qingqing."

Shen Qiu laughed.

He looked back at the spirit that was hanging in the air, and he said:

"Okay, I'm afraid of frightening Miss Aqing, that's an old ghost in Penglai, he claims to be an immortal, and I don't understand these differences."

"Immortal Monarch, transform into an immortal, have a successful practice, clear Taoism, and cross the planetary domain."

As if reciting a poem, Ah Qing said to Shen Qiu:

"The codex of my ancestors records that thousands of years ago, in the era of immortals, when the immortal path was flourishing, there was also a rough differentiation, and those who lost their mortal bodies were called mortal monks.

One level higher, a monk who cultivates a great avenue with magical powers, has the ability to move mountains and seas, and finds the true self, which is called the true monarch.

Those who have achieved success, cut off life and death, get rid of the sea of suffering, and seek enlightenment and ascend to the great power of ascension are called Immortal Venerables.

In the upward movement, it is said that there are still monks who are not bound by the way of heaven and are at ease, but thousands of years ago, as the legend goes, the ancestors of my family did not know what to call them. ”

"Dao Ancestor!"

As soon as Ah Qing's words fell, the Dongling Immortal Monarch, who was hanging in the air, sighed, and said in a lonely tone:

"Those powers that have left this realm and transcended the sea of stars are called 'Dao Ancestors'.

It is not an ethereal legend, I Penglai has a clear record that there was a Taoist ancestor born in this world. ”

It opened its eyes and looked at Ah Qing who was standing with Shen Qiu below.

It says:

Benjun said that Shen Qiu, who was in charge of the Seven Stars Shaking Light, had no trace of the Immortal Dao inheritance on his body, and thought that his old friend from a thousand years ago had already died and had not left some inheritance.

It turns out that you are the master.

Little girl, you, are you a descendant of the bloodline of Shaoguang Jun? ”

Being asked by Dong Lingjun like this, Ah Qing was also a little dazed, she glanced at Shen Qiu, and replied:

"The ancestors clearly recorded in Huanxi Village, until the two ancestors of Xi Shi and A Qing, go further, I don't know."

"That's it."

Dong Lingjun's soul was hung in the air, suppressed by Jian Yu, and his body was embarrassed, but he still said firmly:

"The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period alternated, five hundred years before the arrival of the end of the law era, at that time, Benjun was still a monk who had not entered the Penglai sect, and had practiced in the land of Wuyue, and he was fortunate to see Shaoguangjun.

At that time, there was a rebellion under the Shaking Light Monarch, and the third daughter Xi Shi fell in love with mortals, causing a scandal in the fairy family.

You are not orthodox under the Shaking Light Monarch, but according to what your female baby said, tracing back to its origin, you are still a descendant of the Shaking Light Monarch, and it is no wonder that you can get the Seven Stars Shaking Light to accompany you.

It can also be regarded as the blood of the deceased of this monarch.

This gentleman advises you not to have too much contact with this Shen Qiu.

His life is short, don't be implicated by him. ”

Hearing this slander, Shen Qiu just shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

On the contrary, when Ah Qing heard about these things thousands of years ago, it was like listening to a book from heaven, and after Dong Lingjun finished speaking, Ah Qing asked again:

"How do I know you're not talking nonsense? How can I tell the truth from the false? ”

"Simple."

Dong Lingjun smiled softly, and it said:

"When Ben Jun fought against this Shen Qiu junior before, he saw the Shaking Light Knife, and the spirit in that spiritual object had been dispersed, leaving only a trace of spiritual rhyme, but it was still recognizable, it was the breath of Shaking Light Jun.

Come to think of it, when the end-of-year law calamity came, although Shaoguangjun refused my Penglai invitation and didn't want to conspire with us and others, he also fought the idea of storing his soul in spiritual objects to avoid the end of the law calamity.

It's a pity that the number of lives of the Shake Light Monarch is not good, and I didn't expect that this era of the end of the law would last for more than a thousand years, and it was a great pity that he was unprepared and fell into the passage of time.

You, a girl, go and bring the light shaking knife, this gentleman will give you the secret method of summoning the spirit, in this black sand spirit world, fill with aura, please bring out the remnants of the ancestors' spiritual rhyme, you can know it at a glance. ”

Ah Qing looked back at Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu nodded at her and sent her soul back to the outside world.

When Ah Qing went to fetch the shaking light, Shen Qiu looked at Dong Lingjun, who suddenly became active today, in a dream, and he asked:

"Xianjun, what is the idea of this?"

"Benjun just can't bear to see the blood of the old man and be mutilated by you."

Dong Lingjun closed his eyes and said casually:

"Shen Qiu, you are an enemy of Penglai, your fate is on the verge of death, and you are a die-hard person, I can't persuade you, and I don't want to persuade you, but what kind of idea you are fighting at this time, this gentleman knows it clearly.

Don't you stand up for justice?

I will advise you not to involve such irrelevant people in your calamity again. ”

"Hahaha, Xianjun said with a smile."

Shen Qiu laughed and said:

"After you set a thousand-year mark in Penglai, all the living beings in the entire world have been pulled into a desperate danger by you, and now you are saying that Shen has done unrighteous things, which is really shameless.

For example, today, if you have the aura in your hand, except for you Penglai, I am the only one left.

Like Ah Qing, who is separated from the two of them, there are only one or two lone seedlings left in the world, and if you don't follow Shen to do good deeds, do you want to follow your Penglai and harm the world?

As you said, thousands of years ago, you and other dog thieves co-opted their ancestors to conspire with great things.

But Shaoguangjun can't look down on what you Penglai wants and does, and categorically refuses, preferring to die rather than do evil with you.

If the ancestors didn't do it, should the disciples still do it? ”

was robbed by Shen Qiu, and Dong Lingjun also fell silent.

It seems that he doesn't want to argue with Shen Qiu about these things.

However, Shen Qiu had an idea in his heart, he touched the fist glove on his hand, and asked:

"Can the Immortal Monarch solve my doubts, as you said, in the Shaking Light Knife, there is the remnant of the Shaking Light Monarch's spiritual rhyme, then this heavenly impermanence, the Falling Moon Qin, and the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear These magical blade treasures.

Does it also have the same fairy charm? ”

"What is the obligation of this gentleman to solve your doubts?"

Dong Lingjun sneered and said:

"Is it because you 'entertained' Benjun very well?"

"Do you like to talk about it?"

Shen Qiu responded:

"Anyway, when Ah Qing brings the Shaking Light Knife in a while, you have to teach her the secret method here, and this sword jade fantasy dream is controlled by me, and every move cannot be hidden from me.

You taught her, didn't you teach me in disguise? ”

"You!"

Dong Lingjun was so angry that he opened his eyes and glared angrily at Shen Qiu, who was expressionless.

After a few breaths of stalemate, Xianjun sighed.

It says:

"Benjun is really a tiger falling in Pingyang, and he was bullied by you, a mortal dog, so it's okay to tell you.

Anyway, those old people have all died, leaving only the remnants of the spiritual rhyme, in this world, there are no regrets, and there is no splash. ”

"When Benjun woke up, I heard from my juniors that there is a legend of a psychic blade in this side of the rivers and lakes. In the past thousands of years, Yinlou has also tried its best to collect treasures in the world, not only because treasures are rare, but also because treasures have supernatural powers.

These psychic treasures were all once immortal things, which could accommodate the soul of the gods and not be seized by heaven and earth, just like the Lingxu Treasure Blade, like the Giant Que Treasure Blade. ”

Xianjun said softly:

"You, a mortal, are a person of great fortune, and at a young age, you will have treasures with you.

If it weren't for the single-minded hostility to my Penglai, people like you would definitely be absorbed into Penglai and contribute their strength to my thousand-year-old plan. ”

"yes."

Shen Qiu also sighed and responded:

"At the beginning of Liaodong, Li Junlin wanted to bring me and the moving mountain back to Penglai, but at that time, the loss was that there was a message warning from the moving mountain, and I settled down and didn't go to Penglai.

If it weren't for Shen, it is estimated that he would have been beaten to death by Uncle Ren or Zhang Moxie with one palm. ”

"You think that's a good thing?"

Dong Lingjun laughed sarcastically, it didn't have the slightest doubt that Penglai would achieve the result of victory.

It continues:

"What you just said is not wrong."

"In the impermanence of heaven, there is the remnant of the Mo family's Tianji Jun, and the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear was once the relic of the Dragon and Tiger Jun who fought the world, as for the Falling Moon Qin, its origin is more complicated.

It was Chang Xijun's beloved spiritual object, but when he was just born, Chang Xijun unfortunately died in the Moon Palace, and the entire Moon Palace was destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Fire King, who had escaped, took the artifact.

The Holy Fire Sect of the Western Regions is the inheritance of the Flame King.

It's a pity that the amazing and talented Flame Monarch back then has only a wisp of heart fire left in the world, but he was called a thousand-year-old holy fire by ignorant mortals and worshiped all day long, but it was okay.

Mortals kneel down to worship immortals, even if it is a corpse, it is also the proper meaning. ”

Speaking of this, Dong Lingjun glanced at Shen Qiu, who was listening attentively to the secret affairs of the Immortal Family.

He said meaningfully:

"In this world, there are not many mortals with such hard bones as you are."