"What a Taoist heart I am Hengjiang!"

"Now in front of this picture scroll, I almost can't hold it!"

Hengjiang stared at the scroll on the wall, his gaze becoming deeper and deeper. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

All beings are different.

Although the people in the Xianmen are also strange, they have a common understanding, that is, cultivation is the cultivation of the mind. 、

Therefore, the people in the Xianmen have always regarded things that can shake their minds and affect their Dao hearts as tigers, and they regard them as demons, or avoid them, or slash them with a sword.

The picture scroll of the woman on the bi can already shake Hengjiang's mood.

If you change to someone else, you will either hide the scroll, or destroy the scroll directly, no matter what, you will not let the scroll appear in your sight again.

Hengjiang looked at the scroll for a long time, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then bowed to the woman in the painting, and said, "Thank you Daoyou, sharpen my Dao heart!"

The strength of Hengjiang's Dao heart, even the Dao Monarch of the Evil Demon Outer Dao, is also full of praise. Just because Hengjiang Dao is firm, the Dao Monarch of the Evil Demon Outer Dao even changed his original intention of directly arresting Zhao Qingxue, but instead listed Hengjiang as the first candidate to be arrested.

The path of cultivation is like climbing a cliff and a dangerous peak.

The higher you go, the harder it gets.

The same is true for the cultivation and cultivation of the minds of the people in the Immortal Gate.

It is not easy to go further.

The more determined the Dao Heart, the more difficult it is to improve one's Dao Heart. It's just that the Dao heart is extremely tough and difficult to shake, so it is naturally difficult to temper.

Because of this, Hengjiang bowed to the woman in the painting.

It's a pity that the painting scroll on the wall is only Hengjiang's ink painting technique, painted with a brush, not a Xianmen treasure, nor has power, the woman in the painting is just a portrait, and will not have any reaction to Hengjiang's words and deeds, let alone come out of the scroll, like a person in Xianmen, to Hengjiang to give a salute.

Knowing the mountain, quietly.

The left protector lived here with Hengjiang for a while, perhaps due to the quiet environment of the Forgotten Mountain, and even when he sacrificed to the Dharma Protector and recited the mantra of the exorcism technique, he only moved his lips slightly, and no longer made a sound.

A vast mountain of relic, only the mountain wind comes and goes, whistling vertically and horizontally.

The mountains are silent, and so are the mountains.

Only deep in the bottom of this mountain, in a meandering magma river, is bustling and illegal.

This place is where Xiahou Yi said before, where many caves where Xiahou Yi's practice are located.

The word Dongfu, as the name suggests, is mostly a mansion built in a cave.

For example, on the day when Hengjiang worshiped the master and felt the Taoist rhyme, the Xuanming Dojo Nirvana Cave Mansion he saw was the mansion built by Dongfang Suo in digging a stone mountain.

Xiahou Yi's cave mansion is much simpler than the Nirvana Cave Mansion of Xuanming Dojo.

On both sides of the magma river, the caves are next to each other, densely packed, built against the river, not so much the cave of the people in the fairy gate, but the cave of the mortal world.

On the side of many caves, on the bank of the magma river, there is a square, which is hundreds of zhang long and wide, and the area can almost be compared with the martial arts arena in the imperial capital of the Middle Earth Empire, and the ground is paved with pieces of green jade. Although the green jade is not luxurious and looks gray and black, it is enough to show the heritage of the Xiahou family.

In the center of the square, I saw a three-foot-high primordial platform, and a futon made of white jade was placed in the middle of the platform.

Xiahou Yi sat on the futon.

The surroundings were densely packed, and they were full of people from the Xiahou clan.

There were also some women from the Xiahou family who were scantily dressed, hot, but hateful, surrounded Xiahou Yi, singing and dancing.

Dance like crazy, like a madman.

The singing voice is extremely graceful and pleasant, but the lyrics sung are not the language of today's Xianmen monks, but a language with simple syllables and strange tones. If Yokoe enjoyed the singing and dancing here, even if he couldn't understand what was sung in the song, he could tell through the simple syllables in the song that it must be an ancient language from many years ago.

Because the older the language, the more simple the syllables and the poor vocabulary. And the older the language, the more complex the syllables and the vast vocabulary. This is just like all living beings in the world, the younger and younger they are, the more simple their minds are, and the older they are, the more complex their thoughts become.

The scene was extremely noisy and boiling.

However, except for those women who sang and danced, the rest of the Xiahou clan were extremely quiet and silent.

Although they don't speak, there are voices that appear in each other's hearts, and they are talking and exchanging words.

The things that everyone is talking about are all related to Hengjiang, who has now come to Zhishan to take up his post.

"A little Xianmen monk, although he has the peak cultivation of the Xianmen monk, but his hair is gray, I am afraid that in his life, most of them can only cultivate to the divine soul, and there is nothing to do. I don't know if this white-haired mountain owner can live in the Yizhi Mountain for a few years and months. I remember that the mountain lord with the shortest tenure was after we danced a dance of demons in the night, and in less than three days, he was gone. ”

The mountain lord was not afraid of our demons night dance, but let the patriarch take us to dance again, obviously our demon night dance had no effect on him. This person didn't know where it came from, but he was able to summon a woman of peerless elegance in his dream, and with a wave of his hand, he wiped out the images of the demons that we appeared in his dreams. It's the first time we've met such a mountain master. ”

"This mountain lord is only afraid that it will be difficult to get along, not only is he not afraid of our demons night dance, but he can break the night dance of the demons in a dream, which directly hurts our vitality. If he had a whim, he would have us dance every once in a while, and he, as the lord of the mountain, would have to dance once he gave the order. After such a long time, I am afraid that we will be greatly injured by him, and our strength will be greatly damaged, and when the abyssal demons come, what will we do to fight with the abyssal demons?"

"It's a pity that our Xiahou clan has been made beyond recognition by the bloodline of the Great Demon, both men and women, all of them have a hideous and terrifying demon face. Otherwise, we can send the beauties of the clan to treat the mountain lord with beauties. There is no cat in this world that does not steal, not to mention that when this mountain lord is attacked by demons in his dream, he can dream of beautiful women again and again, in my opinion, he must be a demon in the sex. ”

All kinds of voices, noisy and confused, sounded in the hearts of more than 1,000 people of Xiahou Yi's family.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and everyone's voices were silenced.

There was silence in everyone's hearts, and no one dared to say anything more.

"My Xiahou clan inherited the shadow of the ancestors, and the clansmen have the same heart, and they can communicate with their hearts without speaking. This is a rare talent obtained by the ancestors for the sake of seeking immortals, risking their lives, and waiting for the descendants of the Xiahou family. We have such a talent, we should have used it to cultivate immortals!"

Xiahou Yi's voice was very peaceful, but with a convincing majesty of the clansmen.

As soon as he said this, even the women who were singing and dancing stopped.

Everyone stared intently at Xiahou Yi.

Xiahou Yi said in his heart: "Although the mountain major is not high, he is not afraid of the dance of the demons at night, such a character, I Xiahou Yi have never heard of it, and I have never seen it." Although his cultivation is low, his bearing is extraordinary. Especially the woman in his dream, after I saw it, I even had a humble feeling in my heart that the ants saw the real dragon and the fireflies saw the rising sun! You and the others are all members of my Xiahou clan, although you can communicate directly with me with your heart, but when I don't speak with my heart, you can't feel what I think in my heart. If you were able to communicate with my heart when you performed the Dance of the Night of the Demons, I was afraid that you would have been so frightened by that woman that you knelt on the ground, where would you still have the mind to change the shadow in the dream of the mountain lord and tear the body of the mountain lord?"

Suddenly, someone in the Xiahou clan said in their hearts: "I have a sense of familiarity with that woman. ”

As soon as these words came out, similar voices rang out in everyone's hearts.

"I have it too, I feel like I've seen her somewhere. ”

"Me too, but I clearly remember that none of the women I have seen have such a high level of cultivation. With just a wave of her hand, the woman broke the dance of our demons at night, this kind of strength is by no means comparable to the Dao Monarch, most of them are immortal Heavenly Venerables. ”

"Although we have seen the immortal Heavenly Venerable, none of those Heavenly Venerables are similar to this woman. ”

For a while, everyone began to talk again.

Xiahou Yi's ancestor Yu Yin, there is no need to speak, and he can communicate directly with his heart.

There are a thousand ways to say it for a thousand people.

So when everyone is talking, it is like having a thousand mouths and shouting in their ears at the same time, and the scene is more than the word "chaos", which can be described.

"Silence!"

Xiahou Yi shouted again, suppressed everyone's voices, and said, "Let me try him!"

The crowd replied with their hearts: "It is up to the patriarch to decide." ”

Xiahou Yi said: "One person is short of wisdom, and everyone is long." If I make a plan alone, it will be a bit incomplete, and you need to plan it with me. Not only do we have to test the details of the mountain lord, but also don't let the mountain lord notice that we are testing him. My Xiahou family, since the death of the ancestors, has suffered from the blood of the Great Demon, although because of the Great Demon bloodline to get the talent of not having to speak, can communicate with the mind, but the brains of my Xiahou Family, but more and more difficult to use, in terms of IQ alone, it is not as good as the generation. If it weren't for this, with the profound heritage that our clan had inherited from the ancient immortal era, how could it have fallen to the point where it is today, and in the entire Xiahou First Clan, not even a single Daojun could be found?"

And so the crowd began to talk again.

Xiahou Yi listened to the voices of the clansmen in his heart, analyzing and speculating on the various strategies that the clansmen had come up with, but the thoughts in his mind became more and more chaotic. He looked at the women around him who were singing and dancing in full swing, sighed secretly, and simply cut off the voice of the people in his heart, and secretly thought alone: "I have heard the wisdom of the world for a long time, and when I think about schemes, the calmer my heart is, the clearer my mind will be. But a clansman like me, whenever there is a discussion, these women must be allowed to sing and dance here, which will make people's hearts uneasy. Based on this alone, my Xiahou clan is too far behind the people in the immortal sect in the world. If this continues, maybe more than ten generations later, maybe dozens of generations, my Xiahou clan will become stupid like beasts in the mountains. If it weren't for the fact that when I was young, I took an elixir and increased my mind, I am afraid that I would be like my clansmen, muddy and stupid!"