Qi Changsheng had a dream, in this dream, the master respected the Lingshan River on the top of the sky, in order to protect himself, he went on a killing spree, and finally was plotted to death, Qi Changsheng watched but couldn't do anything, I don't know how long it took, Qi Changsheng finally woke up slowly, a strong sharp pain hit, Qi Changsheng grinned in pain, feeling that his body was no longer his own.

Qi Changsheng opened his eyes violently, ignoring the pain in his body, he immediately sat up cross-legged and started the Nine Gods Ling Tiangong, but unfortunately, the body was like a spring that had dried up for a long time, without the mana surge he expected, and his attempts again and again were in vain.

Three days later, Qi Changsheng, who hadn't tried hunger for a long time, had a rumbling stomach, Qi Changsheng lay down heavily on the hard bed, his eyes staring blankly at the thatched roof that was leaking, and his gray hair was spread out messily.

I'm deposed? No, I still have the Nine Demon Dragon Body!

Qi Changsheng sat up again, the bed board squeaked and shook, as soon as Qi Changsheng urged the Nine Demon Dragon Body, the sharp pain in his body was immediately and clearly transmitted into Qi Changsheng's mind, and the cold sweat on Qi Changsheng's forehead immediately flowed down, and the placket on his back was wet with cold sweat.

Qi Changsheng endured the severe pain and checked his body, almost none of the meridian bones were intact, and at the same time, the 20,000 acupuncture points had been completely closed, and the Demon Dragon Heavenly Seal on his chest was still there, but it was not as agile as usual, it looked dull, and the ceiling on the other side behind it only left a shallow imprint, no longer swaying with the wind.

Qi Changsheng called Demon Shou thousands of times and received no response, apparently Demon Shou fell into a deep sleep for unknown reasons.

His Nine Demon Dragon Body is also in a state of almost half-ruin, and it seems that he really needs to recuperate for some time, and he can't do it again these days.

Qi Changsheng looked at the storage ring on his right hand, and his heart was slightly relieved, although he has no divine sense now, and he can't open the storage ring, but the storage ring is still in him, there is hope, and there are still a lot of resources in it!

At the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, all of the masters who entered the God Realm were worth a lot of money, not looking at those magic weapons, just the top-grade spirit stone Qi Changsheng got a total of 50 million.

"Oops, you're awake?"

Qi Changsheng, who opened the dilapidated wooden door, didn't even notice it, a little Taoist boy poked his head out of the door and looked at Qi Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, and shouted in surprise, because he was still young, but he was eight or nine years old, and he hadn't changed his voice yet, so his voice seemed to be a little girl.

Xiao Daotong turned around and ran, Qi Changsheng listened to Xiao Daotong's footsteps getting farther and farther away, less than a pillar of incense, and there were footsteps coming from a distance, but listening to this footsteps, there should be two people, one with light steps, obviously the little Daotong, while the other was walking heavily, obviously an adult, and an ordinary person who had not cultivated.

Qi Changsheng's heart gradually cooled down, he only remembered that he was hit by the Dao weapon of Maya Dorotian, the nine babies were shattered, and he didn't remember the later events at all, where did he go? How could there still be ordinary people, Qi Changsheng had already been able to determine that this was not Dao Mountain!

Then the dilapidated wooden door was completely opened, and an old Taoist priest in a shabby Taoist robe appeared at the door, and behind him was the little Taoist boy, who poked out a head from behind the old Taoist priest, and looked at Qi Changsheng timidly, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he didn't seem to have seen too many people.

The old Taoist priest spoke first, don't look at the fact that he has not cultivated, and his face is not good, but his voice is full of anger, "This little friend, you have been in a coma for seven days, and you have been so seriously injured, I didn't expect to be able to really wake up on your own, you are really a blessed person." ”

Qi Changsheng endured the pain in his body, struggled to get up, and clenched his fists and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the old man's life, the kid is here to thank you." ”

The old Taoist priest stepped forward to support Qi Changsheng and said: "Meeting is fate, there is no need to be so formal, Xuan'er, go and get a bowl of rice porridge." ”

When Xiao Daotong heard this, he turned around and ran out, obviously to get rice porridge.

"Dare to ask the old gentleman, where is this place?

"Daoshan? I really want to hear about it, I'm older, I can't remember, this is Longhu Mountain, some time ago, when I took Xuan'er to pick herbs, I saw you in a coma in the mountain stream, and I brought you back. ”

"Oh, Dragon Tiger Mountain, this is the Corpse Soul Realm?" Of course, Qi Changsheng would not think that this Dragon Tiger Mountain was his hometown, the Dragon Tiger Mountain where the Great Sage Dynasty was located.

"Corpse Soul Realm? This old man has never heard of it, Longhu Mountain is in the southern Gannan realm, and the old man has been in Longhu Mountain all his life and has never gone down the mountain. Speaking of which, the old Taoist priest was a little embarrassed, and seemed to feel a little ashamed that he didn't know anything.

Qi Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart, how could an ordinary person who had not cultivated know that Dao Mountain and the Corpse Soul Realm were really ridiculous.

And at this time, Xiao Daotong had already come back, holding a stone pot carefully with both hands, the pot was filled with rice porridge, more water and less rice, Qi Changsheng's stomach gurgled at the right time, Qi Changsheng hugged his fists, picked up the stone pot and poured rice porridge into his mouth, the Adam's apple rolled three or twice, and a large pot of rice porridge all entered Qi Changsheng's stomach.

Qi Changsheng's hunger was finally relieved, and the warm rice porridge entered his stomach, making Qi Changsheng, who had not eaten for a long time, extremely comfortable.

Qi Changsheng originally wanted to open his mouth to ask for rice porridge, but first, he was a little embarrassed, and secondly, he felt that Xiao Daotong swallowed a few saliva when he watched him eat rice porridge, obviously these rice porridges may be the food of this old and young today, all of which were eaten by himself, and a sense of guilt rose in Qi Changsheng's heart.

The old Taoist priest looked at Qi Changsheng and said, "Xiaoyou hasn't woken up for seven days, so it's not appropriate to eat so quickly." ”

Qi Changsheng smiled, "Thank you for the old man's rice porridge, I have a good stomach since I was a child, and the injury is not in the way, so it doesn't matter." ”

Instructed the little Taoist boy to clean up the pot, and the old Taoist priest sat down with Qi Changsheng to talk freely, and this conversation had already sunset, and then the moon was empty.

It seems that he hasn't communicated with people for a long time, and the old Taoist priest has a very strong conversation, but after seeing that the little Taoist boy has fallen asleep on his lap, the old Taoist priest seems to have reacted, the night is already deep, Qi Changsheng is still an injured person, and quickly hugged and apologized, gently picked up the little Taoist boy and quietly left.

Qi Changsheng was lying on the hard wooden bed, his mind was surging, and even if he was seriously injured, he did not feel a trace of sleep.

According to the old Taoist priest, although this is the boundary of Longhu Mountain, but there is a short distance from the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, here is just one of the ninety-nine peaks of Longhu Mountain, a small side peak of Goldfish Peak, the old Taoist priest repaired this Taoist temple that can barely be called a thatched house here in the early years, called Jinguang Temple, the name is atmospheric, in fact, there are only the old Taoist priests and the Xuan'er who picked up the mountain stream a few years ago.

The old Taoist priest was obsessed with Dan Dao when he was young, and several times wanted to worship in Longhu Mountain to study Dan Dao, but unfortunately it backfired, after repeated unsuccessful, the old Taoist priest simply built a Taoist temple by himself, and when he was young, he bought and deceived a few Taoist scriptures from some small markets around Longhu Mountain and became the treasure of Jinguangguan's town view.

Qi Changsheng was calm on the surface, but he was actually a little anxious in his heart, one was anxious about his injury, and the other was anxious to return to Dao Mountain, he was anxious to know why he had come to this place, to know what happened that day, whether his dream was real, and whether his master Lingshan River was okay.

So Qi Changsheng set his sights on Longhu Mountain, Longhu Mountain is extremely famous in the southern Gannan region, it is a place for immortals to subdue demons and exorcise demons, but according to the news in the mouth of the old Taoist, once analyzed, Qi Changsheng only has a little hope for Longhu Mountain, because it sounds like the dragon and tiger mountain's demon exorcism technique seems to be a deception, so it has nothing to do with the land of immortals, and when the time comes, Qi Changsheng will still be an empty ending of the bamboo basket.

In the next few days, Qi Changsheng can be regarded as staying in the Golden Light Temple, after all, the injuries in the flesh are far from healing, and it is not suitable to travel far, otherwise the beasts in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain are fierce, and if they die in the mouth of the beasts, Qi Changsheng will lose a lot of money.