Chapter 469: The Heart of Cultivation
The main mountain group of Qinglun Mountain Range is the Zenith Mountain Group, the Tiannith Mountain Group is surrounded by a fence, the Tiannith Mountain Group is a sea of clouds, as far as the eye can see, and the Tiannith Mountain Group is the location of the legendary Genting Palace, so it also adds a bit of mystery among the local mortals.
But for the scattered cultivators in other countries, even the disciples of some monastic families are holy places in their hearts.
The ancestor of Genting Palace, it turned out to be just the son of the woodcutter in the mountains, got up in the morning and returned at dusk, and then accidentally fell in the Tianxia, along the rolling water, not a few, woke up and was shocked, swam all over the valley, one day had a fate to get an ancient monastic method on a dusty old stone tablet, for decades, the water drops stone wear, the dining wind and drink the dew, the mountains and rivers as the companion, the mood is clear, and the final road has been successful.
On the occasion of traveling the world, in the troubled times, relieving all the people, subduing demons and subduing demons, the Taoism is profound, and there is no two for a while, so the mountain is established, and the road number: the people of Yunding, take Tianding Mountain as the site of the establishment of the religion.
The Venerable Master has been drunk in self-cultivation and self-cultivation all his life, and his mana is profound, and he secretly thinks that the method of cultivation is obscure and difficult to understand, and the enlightenment is important to the mind, so he only accepts a few apprentices in his life, all of whom are talented, intelligent, and kind-hearted.
The first of the seven veins of the Yunding Palace are all powerful cultivators of the contemporary era, especially the Yunding Palace's contemporary master Yunhai Zhenren cultivation is the peak, and the first of the six peaks is Guangming Dao people, Shuinan Dao people, Qingfan Dao people, Yuan Ci Dao people, Lingyue Dao people, and Yanshi Dao people are indistinguishable.
"What, Brother Jiang is also a cultivator?" Fu Qiong was shocked when he heard this, "So Brother Jiang is a casual cultivator?" No, even if the lower cultivation is shallow, it can be seen that Brother Jiang's cultivation is different, could it be that Brother Jiang is a disciple of the cultivation family?"
Jiang Fan shook his head, wanting to say something, but suddenly the door of the house was blown open by a green smoke monster wind, Jiang Fan had a trace of strange color in his eyes, his palms were really angry, and he slapped into the air, and a girl with blue sleeves and skirts appeared in the green smoke, and the woman screamed, and she passed out.
And that Fu Qiong was like a frightened bird, the oil under his feet slipped quickly, Jiang Fan turned his head and disappeared without a trace, this time Jiang Fan was really dumbfounded, Jiang Fan looked at the fainted blue-sleeved girl in the skirt and was stunned for a while.
Seeing that the girl in the blue-sleeved skirt couldn't wake up for a while, Jiang Fan had no choice but to meditate, but the next thing was not something that could be said clearly, the girl in the blue-sleeved skirt woke up, knowing that she was invincible to Jiang Fan, but in words she didn't let go of Jiang Fan, and insisted on buttoning the hat of the accomplice who assisted Fu Qiong to escape, Jiang Fan himself was too lazy to explain, since the girl had woken up, Jiang Fan planned to continue to hurry and take the opportunity to leave, but it backfired, when the woman in the flowing purple silk shirt, beautiful appearance, and elegant demeanor appeared, Jiang Fan's heart sank, and he intuitively felt that this woman's cultivation was far from being comparable to the girl in the blue-sleeved skirt。
When the blue-sleeved girl in the skirt saw the woman in the colorful purple silk shirt, she exclaimed with joy: "Senior Sister Ouran." That Cherryan nodded at this time, staring at Jiang Fan with a cold face, Cherryan glanced at the girl in the blue-sleeved skirt, and saw that she was fine, but she was a lot more relieved, and said angrily: "Biying, who is this person?"
The girl in the blue-sleeved skirt puffed up her little face all of a sudden, and after that Urouran came, this little girl felt that she had confidence on this side, and she also said fiercely: "Senior Sister Ouran is the one who knocked me unconscious, so that Fu Qiong escaped." Hearing this, Urryan said with a cold face: "Who are you?"
Jiang Fan saw that the situation was not right, in order to avoid misunderstanding, 1510 told the woman of Urryan, Elean looked at the girl of Biying, the girl was not different, her expression eased slightly, and then Na Cherylan sent that Biying back to report, and soon after that Biying brought several people, nominally to invite him back as a guest, in essence, only God knows? Jiang Fan also thought about whether to run away, but not to mention the Yinglan in front of him, the strength of a charming young woman among the several people brought by Bi Ying made Jiang Fan deeply jealous, fortunately they reported themselves to the lintel, but they said that they were actually the people of the "Dao Dao League", but they surprised themselves, didn't Fu Qiong say that he was dedicated to cultivating the Tao and fled despite the opposition of his family? This asked the people of the Dao League to look for him, doesn't this mean that Fu Qiong has a lot to do with this Dao Meng?
In the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, an old woman in a sunflower robe sighed for a long time, and said worriedly: "So that kid already knows your identity Yinglan?" The young woman in purple shook her head, and the old woman in sunflower laughed dryly when she heard this, as if she had let go of a heavy stone in her heart, and after a long time, the old woman in sunflower finally sighed: "Since that kid really wants to cultivate, let him be." ”
That Cherryan helped the old woman in Kuiyi to the back hall of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, where a young man in a blue Confucian suit muttered in disbelief, the old woman in a dark coat shouted angrily, the young man in a blue Confucian suit woke up like a dream, and the young man in a blue Confucian suit wanted to say something, so he brought a person from the courtyard, and the person was dressed in green clothes and cloth, it was Jiang Fan.
"Brother Jiang?" Seeing that this seemed to be Fu Qiong, who was confused by the second monk, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel angry, he was the most inexplicable person, why did this person seem to be more confused than himself.
That Fu Qiong reacted, and he no longer paid attention to Jiang Fan, the old woman in sunflower clothes was Fu Qiong's grandmother Fu Wuxin, and the old woman in sunflower clothes coughed: "Where did you notice this stinky boy?"
That Fu Qiong looked at Jiang Fan and said, "It's Brother Jiang's shot." "Jiang Fan really can't say it, he is a palm counterattack in a hurry, but now everything has to do with him?
The old woman in sunflower looked at Jiang Fan and said with a smile: "Oh, let's hear it." ”
Fu Qiong took a deep breath and paused: "In the past, the grandchildren left home several times, and they were all caught by grandma's people without effort, but the strangest thing every time was that the grandson was always in a coma for no reason before being caught, and it wasn't until last night that Brother Jiang made a move on his grandson, and it turned out that it was a cultivator who had been shooting at his grandson. ”
That Fu Wuxin said: "You figured it out last night and came back by yourself." Fu Qiong nodded, but said suddenly: "Why does grandma always oppose her grandson's cultivation so much?"
That Fu Wu had a look of memory in his heart, his face was helpless, and he spat out: "The avenue is ruthless. ”
That Fu Wuxin shook his head, and turned to Jiang Fan: "Are you?" Jiang Fan bowed his head and said, "Junior Jiang Fan." ”
That Fu Wuxin said: "Who are you learning from? With your cultivation, you can compare to the children of the cultivation family." Jiang Fan thought for a while and said, "The Fifth State Lord's Mansion." ”
Fu Wuxin and Yinglan's faces changed again and again, revealing respectful looks.
Fu Qiong didn't know everything, and said with a sincere face: "Grandma, my grandson wants to worship under the gate of Genting Palace." ”
"Noise, greet your guests first!" Fu Wuxin hurriedly said.
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