Liangzhou is located in the border of Daqing, the territory is mountainous and river-like, but there are no famous mountains and rivers, and few people cultivate here.

After all, three thousand miles north of Liangzhou, is the Mingchuan Mountain Range, which stretches for tens of thousands of miles, although there are many beasts and monsters, but the place where the aura gathers is far from being comparable to Liangzhou.

Most of the monks who had a little trick also went to the Mingchuan Mountains to open up caves.

It's just that Liangzhou is a big state in the end, and there are monks who have opened caves here.

The Admiralty Tower is one of them.

The Admiralty Tower is located in the Admiralty Mountain, which is 300 miles outside Ding'an County, and has been here for many years as a local sect in Liangzhou.

It's just that there is a formation shrouded outside its gate, that is, there are hunters who enter by chance, and most of the mountain people come out after a few circles, so although there has always been a legend of immortals in Jinzhong Mountain, no one has really found it.

"Ahem!"

Between the mountains, the sound of coughing came from a wooden building.

The Changlin Taoist woke up from the retreat and walked out of the retreat.

He coughed every step he took, and at the same time, a cloud of inky yin qi was coughed out by him, and when he walked out of the wooden building, he had already coughed more than a hundred times, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"Master, are you alright?"

Outside the wooden building, the Mingxin little Taoist boy who was sitting cross-legged on the lawn and reading Taoist books raised his head.

Looking at the pale face of the Changlin Daoist, who was not shrouded in shadows, he breathed a sigh of relief.

During the trip to the Yin Si Tavern, the Changlin Daoist almost died in the netherworld, and fled all the way out in embarrassment, taking all the secret elixir of the Golden Bell Tower before barely leaving a life.

It took several months of cultivation to regain his vitality.

"Nothing? It's a big deal! ”

The elder Daoist sighed sadly:

"The Netherworld is really not easy to break into, and the few magic weapons left by the ancestor are all set up in it......"

He was already approaching, and although he escaped this trip to the netherworld, he didn't have a few years to live.

Moreover, most of the magic weapons left by the ancestors of the past dynasties were put inside.

It can be said that it is a blood loss.

And he still had a doubt in his heart.

That is, he was clearly about to be buried in the mouth of the ghostly old ghost, why did the old ghost suddenly retreat?

No, not to retreat, but to run away in a frenzy.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

"It's okay if you're fine, it's just a netherworld, so don't go in the future."

Mingxin Daotong sent a Taoist book and comforted him.

He also had palpitations.

That night, he was frightened when he saw the Changlin Daoist who had fled back, and this old Dao was almost turned into a powerful ghost by the erosion of the evil spirit.

"If you want to go, there is no way."

Changlin Daoist took a few steps forward and also squatted on the lawn, his face stunned.

The Netherworld didn't just go if he wanted to, he spent a lot of money to ask the Tianji real person to calculate a hexagram, and then waited for many years to wait for the Netherworld Tavern, a portal to the Netherworld.

This time it didn't work out, he couldn't go even if he wanted to.

Mingxin Daotong stopped talking.

With his age at this time, he couldn't understand the fear of death of the Changlin Daoist, and the great horror between life and death, he couldn't understand it at this time.

"Forget it, people have a destiny in death, and cultivation is in heaven, and the fruit cannot be forced."

Changlin Daoist didn't think much else, glanced at Mingxin Daotong, and said:

"After this time, my life limit is about nine years, and in nine years, I will pass on all the spells of the Golden Bell Tower to you and me, and you need to learn it seriously."

"Master......"

Mingxin Dao's heart trembled, this is to arrange the future.

"My Admiralty Tower has never passed on many disciples, before you, there were three disciples for the teacher, but two died a long time ago, and the rest, your third senior brother, should be ....... in Qingdu City"

The Changlin Daoist said slowly.

The Golden Bell Tower, or the world's cultivation sects, rarely open the mountain gate.

One is that for any practitioner, one's own practice is much more important than instructing one's disciples, and the other is that it is not allowed.

Cultivation resources are limited, and there are too many disciples, which will only divert the luck of the sect.

He only has four apprentices in his life, and that's it, and a few have died, of course, this is talking about the heirs, the children who refine and collect medicine, and some Dharma protectors.

The maintenance of the Admiralty Tower, the collection of medicines, and the daily needs, thousands of people revolve around their master and apprentice.

"Third Senior Brother? Haven't heard of you? ”

Mingxin Xiaodao Tong was a little surprised.

"There is one evil obstacle, it's useless to say it, this beast was bewitched by the Rulai Courtyard and stole the Nine Furnaces left by the ancestor of this sect, and your two senior brothers were killed by him!"

Changlin Daoren's face was gloomy for a moment:

"You must remember that after this bastard enters the Rulai Hospital, he is called Virtue, and when you see him in the future, you must be careful, and be careful!"

"Virtue?"

Mingxin Daotong silently wrote down the name.

"Don't think about revenge, that beast is said to have fulfilled his destiny, and you won't be his opponent."

Changlin Taoist waved his hand:

"This time it's because the teacher is sorry for you, you lost all the magic weapons that should have been passed on to you, and after I die, you can close the mountain!

Relying on the formation of the nearby mountains, even the little real person who has entered the Dao may not be able to attack it, you and carefully cultivate, there is no shortage of cultivation resources in the mountain, and it is not .......too late to go out of the mountain after condensing your life."

"Master, Master!"

Mingxin Daotong jumped up suddenly, and his voice was a little sharp: "It's broken, it's broken!" ”

"Why are you surprised? What's broken? ”

The elder frowned and turned his head to look.

This time, he suddenly jumped three feet high, and his beard was all open:

"I, my big array!!"

I saw that the clouds and mist that surrounded the Golden Bell Tower suddenly began to disperse, and outside, dozens of mountains of different heights that should have existed were shaking in unison at this moment!

Rumble!

Bang!

The peaks swayed, the earth cracked, and the dust spread with the rolling waves.

"I, I ......."

Changlin Daoist shook his body and spewed out a breath of turbidity: "Bold and demonic, you dare to move my mountains and rivers and break my big array!" ”

But all the great arrays of mountain protection are rooted in the veins of the earth, secretly conjunct the stars of Zhou Tian, and fit the qi of heaven and earth.

The mountain protection array of his Golden Bell Tower is naturally no exception, and if an idler wants to break the formation, he must shake it hard, and he must not break it unless he is a real person, but he has never seen a mountain move directly.

Infuriated!

The Changlin Daoist suddenly stepped into the air, drumming up mana and letting out a thunderous roar!

"Don't stop yet!"

With a roar, the waves were emptied, and the sound of the mountains and rivers shaking outside was suppressed.

"Who?"

In the roar of the mountains, a middle-aged man dressed in a city god costume looked up.

When he saw the elder Taoist, his face changed slightly, and then he said:

"It turned out to be the chief of the Changlin Dao, and the little god is polite here!"

As one of the few little real people in Liangzhou, of course he will not fail to recognize it, and he is naturally prepared for it.

"Chenghuang?"

Feeling the incense on the person who came, the anger in the hearts of the Changlin Daoists was slightly extinguished, but the voice was still extremely cold: "Why did this city god move mountains and rivers to break my big array?" ”

"Real people, don't be impatient."

The city god bowed down and arched his hand: "I came to move the mountain on the order of Sun Chenghuang, but I didn't want to offend the real people, shaking the mountains at this moment, not to break the real people's array, but to remove a few of the peaks......."

While this city god was talking, there were also city gods on many other mountain peaks.

I'm afraid there are dozens of city gods.

The Changlin Daoist just swept away, and his heart was shocked, what happened to him, there were so many city gods coming.

"If you want to move the mountain of the poor road, you should say hello first, right?"

Changlin Daoren's tone slowed down slightly, but he didn't give an inch:

"It's too much to remove the mountain in front of me without saying a word!"

He has been in the Tao for many years, and his mana is combined with the earth's evil, and he is not his opponent at all, although there are dozens of these city gods, but he really wants to make a difficulty, and he can calmly retreat after killing half of them.

After all, as soon as these city gods came out of the cities under their respective jurisdictions, their strength dropped by more than half.

But the power of the Yin Si Chenghuang is too huge, and his life span is short, so he doesn't want to offend too much.

The city god was stunned for a moment, and then arched his hand and said: "I have sent a prayer post, but the real person has not seen it?" ”

"Master, Master!"

On the mountain, Mingxin Xiaodao Tong waved his hand and relied on the post.

"Huh?"

The Changlin Daoist glanced at the prayer post, and his face softened: "But I didn't see it." It's just that you have to move mountains, but you can't break my great array. ”

"Real people don't have to worry."

A city god smiled: "Although we have the blessing of the incense of all the people, and we have the Netherworld to rely on, it is impossible to remove so many peaks, I am waiting here to shake the leylines, just to take away three of the peaks, and I will never destroy the real mountain protection array!" ”

It is more difficult to move mountains than to destroy them, and even if they are Chenghuang, it is difficult to remove all the peaks.

"In this case, you will all listen to it."

The Changlin Daoist no longer stops.

After all, his life is nearing, and if he offends these city gods, he, a disciple, is afraid that it will be difficult to eliminate this cause and effect.

It's just that curiosity also rises in my heart, it is quite difficult to move mountains, even if it is Zhuchenghuang, it has to pay a lot of price, who will move mountains to play if they are idle?

What do they want to do?

"So, thank you for your accommodation!"

Many city gods bowed their hands in unison, and then let out a long howl at the same time:

"The mountains are shifting, the leylines are rolling, I am ordered by the gods of the three mountains and nine mountains....."

"Move mountains!"

The smell of incense between heaven and earth suddenly became rich, and it was as if you had come to a temple with strong incense.

Rumble!

Rumble!

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, three of the peaks suddenly rose from the ground, shrouded in the power of incense drumming by dozens of city gods.

The void rippled slightly, and the incense realm rooted in the Netherworld flashed, swallowing the three peaks into it.

"So, farewell to the real people!"

Many city gods breathed a sigh of relief, and some city gods were sweating profusely, but they were relieved.

Say goodbye to the Changlin Taoist and leave.

The city gods left one by one, and the curiosity in the hearts of the Changlin Daoists became more and more intense, and immediately, he ordered the disciples to guard the mountain gate and not go out.

After a moment's slight induction, he broke through the air.

Walking in the middle of the air, Changlin Dao's heart became more and more frightened, in his feelings, there was incense everywhere in the heaven and earth, and he could detect the fluctuations of many mountains and rivers.

There are far more than three mountains that these city gods have moved.

"What is this for?"

The heart of the Changlin Daoist was shocked, and he pursued thousands of miles along the many places where the leylines fluctuated.

When night fell on the earth, he stopped in mid-air, looked into the distance, and his figure suddenly shook:

"Is it him?!"