Chapter Seventy-Two: The Old Monster
"That's why you're also monks, and you're from the Xuanzhen Sect." Ye Tianlan ate spicy strips and said with emotion.
"I offended a lot just now, forgive me." Gou Haodong gave the rest of the junk food to Ye Tianlan and his junior sister Bai Zhiran, and the two of them were very happy to eat.
"It's not good for us, it's all a misunderstanding, just solve it." Ye Tianlan is still so polite: "I grew up in the sect since I was a child, and I was isolated from the world, to be honest, I just lacked some knowledge. ”
"Why did you come out this time?" Song Sixuan asked.
"Presumably everyone has the same goal, not only our Sword Pavilion, but all the sects will rush to Wanliuyan. The big demon must have a great treasure when he is born, but I don't know what it will be. Our Sword Pavilion is the closest among the five major sects, so we arrive first. Bai Zhiran didn't have any precautions at all, and confessed himself to the bottom of the day.
Gou Haodong subconsciously looked at the eggs in the tent, this is the baby that everyone is going to break the head to rob, it feels really meaningless.
Suddenly, an old, but neutral voice came from the direction of Jinpo Mountain: "All Sword Pavilion disciples, gather in Jinpo Mountain!" ”
"Forgive the summons of the sect, we have something to do, let's go first." Ye Tianlan got up and pulled up the junior sister who was still stuffing spicy strips into her arms.
"See you soon." Gou Haodong and Song Sixuan said goodbye to the two of them.
Ye Tianlan took Bai Zhiran to the top of Jinpo Mountain, and found that the elders were surprisingly excited, of course, they also felt that the aura here was countless times richer than in the mountain gate, and that refreshing feeling made every pore on his body open and greedily absorbed.
Two people came out of the cave, they were the teachers of the Sword Pavilion and the senior brother of the inner gate.
"There's a big hall down there, and there's no treasure." The teacher shook his head at the elder.
Elder Chenji stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This source of spiritual energy is the best treasure!" Teaching, please hurry back to the sect and report to the master, our Sword Pavilion can be moved. ”
Song Sixuan and Gou Haodong didn't know what was happening here, it was already October 5th, and school was about to start, so they would play for another day today, and they should go home tomorrow.
The two of them took this opportunity to go to the park to rub mahjong with the old ladies, experience ear picking, and eat bullfrog pot, which was very comfortable.
Gou Haodong bought himself a new mobile phone, and as soon as he plugged in the card and restarted, the message kept flashing like an explosion.
The most is Gou's father's, and Gou Haodong called his father.
"Son, where are you now?" Gou's voice was anxious.
"I'm at the hotel now, what's wrong?"
"It's good to leave Wanliuyan. Three hours ago, the Sword Pavilion claimed to rebuild the sect in Jinpo Mountain, and other scattered cultivators revealed that there was an abundance of spiritual energy, and it was a treasure land of immortals. ”
"Jinpo Mountain is the first point where the revival of aura is opened, and Song Sixuan and I opened it. No problem. ”
"The problem is here, the Sword Pavilion wants to swallow the position of the spiritual energy revival alone, how can other sects stand by and watch, one or two sects may not matter, what if they attack it in groups? At that time, the big demon appeared, and all the sects sent elites to check, and it was estimated that it would be there now. By the way, I heard that there are treasures? ”
"There's an egg, I don't know what, it's not empty-handed anyway."
"Okay, my godfather and I are in Bashu, and we are on the way to Wanliuyan, and we will arrive soon. You have a good day, remember to go home tomorrow, school is about to start. ”
"Okay." Gou Haodong hung up the phone, his heart was extremely desolate, I have turned on the revival of aura, how can I still go to school!
As Gou's father said, the two elders of Qidunmen, the prison of Shaolin, and the Qianyi of Longhumen were all present, plus the scattered cultivators and people from small sects who came to hit the great luck, the number of people on Jinpo Mountain was nearly 100, and they could catch up with the small cultivation conference.
"The treasures of the world are inhabited by virtuous people, and the Sword Pavilion wants to be monopolized, I'm afraid everyone won't allow it." The second elder of the Qi Dun Sect had a strange qi path.
The Shaolin Prison is a spy planted by Qidunmen, and it is inconvenient to express his position at this moment, so he folded his hands and said "Amitabha".
"This is the first thing we discovered." Sword Pavilion Elder Chenji did not give an inch.
Qianyi sneered and pointed at Bai Zhiran: "I found out this little girl, she looks so good that she has a deep heart, mine!" ”
Ye Tianlan turned sideways to block Bai Zhiran behind, and saluted: "Please respect yourself, seniors." ”
"What kind of thing are you, how can you speak here!" A spell appeared out of thin air in Qianyi's hand, and he exploded with his hand, Ye Tianlan suffered a heavy blow, his chest collapsed, and blood spurted upside down. "If you don't have enough strength, keep your mouth shut."
"Ahh Bai Zhiran screamed and pounced on Ye Tianlan.
"If you are so ruthless to your juniors, aren't you afraid of losing the face of the Dragon and Tiger Gate?" Dusty Ji had all his hair, and the sword behind his fingers was sung out of the sheath.
Dusty Ji drew his sword, the Dragon Tiger Gate and the Qidun Gate started to confront Dusty Ji at the same time, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion also made preparations for battle, and the spells and magic weapons were all over the sky, and the battle was about to break out!
At this moment, a wave of spiritual power appeared, directly pressing all the weapons from the air, and the weaker disciple collapsed to the ground.
"Stop, here, our Sword Pavilion has occupied it first, and there will be other centers for spiritual power recovery in the future, so you can choose a better location when the time comes." An old voice rang out, and an elderly monk appeared out of thin air.
"You are?" The prison clasped his hands together and looked at the old man in disbelief.
"I'm the Beichen of the Sword Pavilion, I'm not talented, I can live better than my peers." Beichen's back is a little rickety, and his face and bare hands already have age spots.
Beichen is a master of the master's generation, he is now more than one hundred and fifty years old, although his physical skills are declining rapidly, but he is still a monk in the Disillusionment Realm.
This level appears in the sect, just like a nuclear bomb, it will not be taken out easily, and if it comes out, it will be killed.
Crab Er used to be in the realm of disillusionment, and was cut down by Qingyunzi to the realm, but his dying body could withstand the siege of Wu Tian and several people.
Besides, Beichen is real.
"It's unfair for my predecessors to do this." Qianyi Road.
Dusty replied slowly: "If you don't have enough strength, just keep your mouth shut." ”
Qianyi's face was flushed, this was what he said when he mocked Ye Tianlan, and he was returned as it was.
"Senior Beichen, I'm Mr. Qi Dun Menwen." The second elder of Qi Dun Sect bowed and stepped forward.
"Back then, the four sons of Qi Dun, a genius on the same level as Xuanzhen Shuanglong, I remember you." Beichen smiled, like a kind elder.
"Just yesterday, only three of the four sons remained." Mr. Wen said sadly: "Yesterday, the soul lamp of the fourth child was extinguished. ”
"Is that the case?"
"Die in this aura revival!"
The others were speechless for a while, and then heard Mr. Wen say: "Zhou Shengguang fought with the big demon for the revival of the aura, died in the hands of the big demon, and finally exchanged his life for the revival of the aura. ”
Beichen pondered for a moment: "You mean, this revival of spiritual energy is the credit of your Qi Escape Gate. ”
"Exactly! If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate, yesterday began to block Wanliuyan, which is our Qidumen action. Except for the Strange Escape Gate, there were no other monks or mortals here. Speaking of which, Mr. Wen stopped speaking and talked to smart people, and he should stop talking.
Beichen fell into deep thought, according to Mr. Wen's words, the Qi Dun Gate opened here, if he still asked the Sword Pavilion to monopolize it, then it would inevitably be a bit overwhelming. At this age, it is said that everything is undervalued, but in fact, he cherishes his feathers even more.
Just when he hesitated, Ye Tianlan raised his hand and said weakly: "Old Ancestor, there are not only people from the Qidun Sect in Wanliuyan, Bai Zhiran and I saw two monks from the Xuanzhen Sect before coming here. ”
Bai Zhiran nodded again and again.
"Oh? Let's hear it. As soon as Beichen heard it, he knew that there was a play.
"Down Mount Kimper, in the valley behind the mountain, about a hundred and ten steps to the east, I don't know where their tent is, even if they leave, they will leave traces."
Mr. Wen felt his heart sinking, why didn't that guy just Qianyi kill this little bastard? Now there is a Xuanzhen Gate out of nowhere.
"Dusty, take a look."
"Yes." Dusty Ji rose into the air and quickly came back to report: "The people have left, but there are obvious traces of being stationed there, about three days or so. ”
"In other words, Xuanzhenmen came earlier than Qidunmen, Mr. Wen, how do you say this."
"They're here, but it doesn't mean it's the aura revival they started." Mr. Wen was a little anxious, and the good situation was ruined.
"A few days ago, we didn't go to the Sword Pavilion for the Xiuzhen Conference, but we also knew that the Xuanzhen Sect restarted the Xiuzhen Conference for the sake of spiritual energy recovery." Chen Ji said, he is extremely comfortable in his heart now, and he must reward the two little guys of Ye Tianlan well after he goes back.
"Someone still remembers us." Gou Ma's mocking tone sounded.