In a wild mountain in Zhongzhou, there was a young man in black, who kept pacing, and took out a small flag with mysterious patterns from his arms and drove it into the ground.

There are also crystal jade stones that shine with brilliant divine brilliance that are suppressed by him around heaven and earth, exuding divine light.

Chu Lan followed the instructions recorded in the Dragon Quest Sutra to fix the earth dragon vein and prevent it from escaping from the ground.

After the formation of the magic circle, the general trend of the mountains and rivers that could not be seen gradually changed, and the horns of the head became grandiose.

In the sky above the mountains, there are nine dragon qi constantly surging and rising, the tail guarding all directions, and the head is guarding a pearl in front of it, like a small sun. The nine-headed golden dragon seemed to be blockading, firmly blocking the beads.

This is one of the famous terrains recorded in the Dragon Hunt Sutra.

Big Dragon Lock Beads.

Chu Lan's eyes were full of purple energy, the divine light was shining, three inches above his head, there were golden gods sitting cross-legged, the primordial spirit through Chu Lan's perception of the sea, the real evolution between heaven and earth, Chu Lan operated the power of divine consciousness to the peak, carefully feeling the fluctuations and changes in the surrounding space.

After the seemingly irregular spirit stone was smashed into the ground, a layer of invisible walls was faintly formed, like a crystal barrier, exuding divine fluctuations.

Chu Lan walked around, nodded, and after walking around again to make sure that it was no different, he sat cross-legged on the ground and recovered his divine sense Yuan power.

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After a while, Chu Lan gently exhaled the white qi in his mouth, stood up quietly, and walked towards the position of the formation eye.

A dragon's roar suddenly sounded in mid-air, spreading to the surroundings like water waves, but fortunately, Chu Lan set a ban in advance and didn't let the fluctuations spread too far. Otherwise, there is a high risk of inviting unnecessary trouble.

The eight golden dragon qi slowly parted to the sides, opening a portal, and you could clearly feel that there was a large amount of divine spirit essence contained inside.

Chu Lan took out the Ba Gang sword fetus, once again humiliated this very large divine sword, and made it a tool for digging earth and stones.

An hour later, Chu Lan dug through the soil layer, felt a hollow space below, knew that he should have arrived at his destination, and then leaned out, like a sticky and slippery koi, and burrowed into it.

Now, with Chu Lan's spiritual power, he can already visit in the dark space without the help of external tools such as fire excerpts, so everything in the entire cave mansion is under his eyes.

Strings of stalactites that look like ice lings are everywhere under the soil layer, exuding colorful and beautiful.

Chu Lan's eyes lit up after he landed, good guy, the spirit in this is enough to reach thousands of catties.

Even the two divine beasts who kept tossing and turning in the pulse mansion and were preparing for the next counterattack were stunned.

"God, big brother, you're going to get rich"

"Boy, you don't have luck with a needle, you recognize me as a big brother, I'll teach you to spit"

Chu Lan shook his head with a smile and ignored it.

Then Chu Lan was ready to "start killing", and his spirit was constantly moved into the realm space of the Ba Gang Sword Fetus like a cabbage.

"Boy, half of the meeting. Don't just think about yourself, you can't use so many spirits, give us a little."

The alpaca kept whining. Spit while talking.

Chu Lan casually threw some into the Mai Mansion by the way. For these two divine beasts to absorb.

Although the alpaca has a talent against the sky, and there are more than three great avenue golden lotuses blooming one after another on the top of his head, after all, he has just been born, has no systematic cultivation, and is still in his infancy.

The two divine beasts swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog like this, and the realm was constantly improving.

Chu Lan kept putting his spirit into the big sword, gradually leaking out the real scene behind him.

Suddenly, the hairs on Chu Lan's back exploded, and a cold air rushed into his limbs.

In the midst of the spirit, there was a dry corpse with gray hair, and the muscles on his body had almost completely rotted, and it was estimated that he had been dead for a long time.

Just sitting there, there was a terrifying momentum.

"Big brother, you take it easy. This is a great saint, even if he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, he is not easy to approach. ”

"Got it"

Chu Lan stabilized his mind, the dried corpse in front of him had such a big background, but he felt it with his heart for a long time, and the other party's body did not emit any danger, but the natural force was actually a little terrifying.

After making sure that there was no danger, Chu Lan took a closer look, and suddenly his eyes moved, only to see a willow branch between the hands of the dry corpse.

The most bizarre thing is that this willow branch is emerald green, crystal clear, like a crystal jade, and still has a very strong vitality.

Chu Lan didn't know why, she wanted to see where this piece of peach branch came from.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, his brain was suddenly hit hard, as if it was torn in pain, and the huge flow of information continued to impact his boy, and the whole person rose into the clouds, and pictures kept emerging in front of his eyes.

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In the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, there is a white-robed Taoist priest standing with his hands in his hands, and the Taoist priest's eyes are clear, but there is a slight sadness between his eyebrows

His name is Liu Gui, and he is the most talented Taoist priest in the house, and he sits in meditation with the head of the house on weekdays, and his cultivation is becoming more and more profound.

Liu Gui stood under a peach blossom tree in Cuiyun Peak, looked at the turbulent sea of clouds in front of him, and stretched out his fingers to pull the hair churning in front of his forehead to the back of his head.

He whispered

"I'm going to learn, but I don't have it here. ”

What is he going to learn?

With the Five Thunder Law Seals, the Tears of the Void don't learn, but they pursue some natural avenue.

On this day, the young Taoist priest went down the mountain despite the obstruction of his brothers and sisters, but just broke a peach branch, carried it behind his back, and stole the sleeping master's wine gourd, and went to the rivers and lakes.

Jiangnan Rain Lane, hazy and misty.

Liu Gui looked at the willows on both sides, hanging straight to the surface of the water, the breeze blowing, swaying gently, and the water surface gradually rippled.

As he continued to go deeper, the streets gradually became more prosperous, and compared with the light life on the mountain, the teenager who stepped into the red dust for the first time felt a little uncomfortable.

On both sides of the green building, there was a young handsome woman dressed like a colorful butterfly, dressed violently, and the white flesh on her chest seemed to be about to break through the thin clothes, Liu Gui just glanced at it inadvertently, blushed and lowered his head, he didn't like this kind of wind and waves, and felt a little disgusting.

It's just that after all, he is young and angry, so he will have such a reaction. There are mostly men on Longhu Mountain, and when few pilgrims go up the mountain, he can take a look at the middle-aged women who are still mostly old and yellow, where is this girl in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wearing linen shoes, Liu Gui walked through the crowd of people, like a fish trying to jump in the waves, going against the flow of people, out of place with the surrounding scenery.

He looked at his nose and his nose and his heart, suppressed his hot emotions, knocked his upper and lower teeth against each other, and his qi flowed through the body with one hundred and eight acupuncture sheaths.

Liu Gui has been cultivating since he was taught by his master when he was five years old, which is one of the reasons why his cultivation is the most outstanding among his peers.

Turning around the noisy street market and taking a breath of fireworks, Liu Gui walked into the alley.

The light rain was hazy, like a dream, a girl's love dream.

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In the light rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Liu Gui walked into a narrow alley and looked down to think about the so-called natural avenue.

Place your thumb lightly on top of your middle finger and gently calculate.

A woman in a bright red robe walked up, holding a bamboo bone oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a yellowed scripture in the other.

The woman's face was snow-white and slightly sickly, and a pair of velvety eyebrows, like the tentacles of a butterfly, hung above the bright eyes, trembling gently.

Thoughtful, thoughtful.

Liu Gui glanced at it inadvertently, and he was unconsciously stupid, he had never seen such a beautiful and refined person.

In the rain lane in the south of the Yangtze River, a red robe strayed into the eyebrows and eyes, blinking for ten thousand years.

Before leaving, Liu Gui took down the peach branch brought down from the mountain, handed it to the woman, and promised that the day when his avenue was completed would be the time to marry the girl.

The girl's face was slightly red, she nodded slightly, and repeatedly told Liu Gui to come earlier, her eyes were dizzy like the smoke of the autumn moon, and her eyebrows were as free as the dawn frost reflecting the moon.

Her name is Jiang Han, after the Taoist priest left, she only had the peach branch as her companion, and she was originally entangled in nightmares and compiled into nightmares, because of this peach branch that exorcises demons and avoids disasters, she sleeps sweetly, and her body is much better than before.

Whenever it rains, Jiang Han always walks in the alley with his only son, looking forward to the Taoist priest at the end of the alley who has made a lifelong commitment to himself to appear as soon as possible.

But the little Taoist priest who thought about it for a long time and promised to marry him never appeared again.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The golden lotus is everywhere under the feet of Liu Gui, the rare and exotic beasts are running around the body, and the spirit crane is circling and flying, which has been transcendental.

A golden avenue hung down from the sky.

Genting Heavenly Palace, opened the gates.

Liu Gui sat alone at the gate of heaven without entering, turned around and drifted into the dust.

Instead of having the slightest affection, he smiled very brightly, nourished by the fairy energy, and he didn't see his old age.

In the deep pool, the water of the pond rushes to the sky, turning into a water dragon, carrying Liu Gui, treading the waves.

Because he still has promises that have not been kept.

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A few days later, it was the same rainy day, the same Jiangnan, this Taoist priest who was about to ascend to the Tao, in front of a lonely grave, turned white in an instant, cried and bent over.

A peach tree in front of the grave, with few branches and leaves, is not tall, but scattered, and a little peach blossom is like a light sprinkling of Zhu Dan, like that figure.

Liu Gui cried for three days, tears fell into the soil, from which young seedlings were drilled out, and they grew rapidly, and it didn't take long for a peach forest to grow on the hillside.

Liu Gui broke a peach branch in front of the grave, returned to Longhu Mountain, sat down in the dead pass, and never appeared again.

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has crossed the reincarnation of eternity, gained insight into the mysteries of the universe, and can break through the red dust chess game.

I reached the top and looked at the sea.

Unparalleled, invincible, and unrivaled.

When the night is full of stars

I am immortal, immortal and immortal.

But he was lonely.

Origin, three-foot bluestone, the end of the world is at hand.

The fate is over, the three inches of hell are close at hand.

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