The top of the Spirit Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and all kinds of strange trees and spirit grasses are lush and green, and it is the place with the strongest spiritual power in the entire Qincheng. The Qinhuang Cave Mansion located on it is a splendid Taoist temple, covering an area of nearly 100 acres, magnificent and majestic.

Today is the day when the eldest prince of Qincheng held an immortal tea party, at this time, the mist in the Taoist temple was filled, and the immortal cultivators from various forces in Qincheng came to the Taoist temple one after another. The maids in beautiful dresses are all beautiful, shuttling between the immortal cultivators to place fresh fruit and fragrant tea, which looks very lively.

In the center of the Taoist temple, an ancient tree with two people hugging each other, the shape is strange, and the cracks on the bark have extended to the inside of the trunk, especially at the top of the main trunk of the ancient tree, there is a huge gap split by the thunder, and the inside is scorched black, making people doubt how long the life of this ancient tree can last.

Yang Xian stood under the tree, his face almost sticking to the rough bark, concentrating on studying the ants marching in line on the trunk, as if he wanted to find some kind of immortal cultivation insight from these small creatures. Meng Lu next to him stood on tiptoe and watched Yang Xiu look at the ants, his eyes didn't blink, and he couldn't concentrate anymore.

Two zhang away from Yang Xiu, more than a dozen tall monks lined up, looking at Yang Xiu with fierce expressions. These people were different from the other cyclamen around them, with murderous faces, they were all members of the Split Mountain Niu clan in Qincheng, and their appearance was four points similar to Huang Jun and Huang Qi.

Several people seemed to be able to pounce on Yang Xiu at any time, but Yang Xiu knew that they would definitely not dare, because the owner of this immortal tea party, Qin Huang, was sitting on the other side and tasting tea.

This morning, these Split Mountain Niu Clansmen wanted to go directly to the academy to arrest Yang Xiu. was taught a hard lesson by the academy guards. It happened that Emperor Qin was holding an immortal tea party in his cave today, and the high-level immortal cultivators of the twelve villages of Qincheng had to participate, so Yang Xiu was called here.

"The eldest prince. Yang Hu is likely to have something to do with the whereabouts of Huang Jun and Huang Qi, please give the order of Gongzi to let him go, and I will take Yang Hu back to the clan for interrogation!" one of them saluted the Qin Emperor respectfully, and swept Yang Xiu's gaze cold and ruthless.

"Let's talk about it when your master comes over. Emperor Qin, who was covered in golden light, said calmly.

Several people had low status, but they were unwilling but did not dare to disobey Emperor Qin in person, so they had to give up. It's just that the gazes of a few people looking at Yang Xiu are violent and fierce, if they are ordinary people. The killing intent that is about to erupt alone is enough to make people's legs weak and their hearts tremble.

"Sir. I don't feel comfortable watching these guys. Meng Lu secretly glanced around, and quickly turned around and rushed back to Yang Xiudao.

"It's okay, just treat them like dogs on chains, no matter how fierce they are, they can't leave that little place. Yang Xiu looked at the ants on the tree with a focused expression. He didn't look back.

Monlu nodded in agreement, really closing his eyes and imagining that there were several big dogs around, and he was really not as nervous as he used to be. The conversation between the two was not loud, but the surrounding immortal cultivators heard it clearly, and the faces of the people of the Split Mountain Niu Clan were black and about to drip water, and for a while, the killing intent on the scene was pervasive, and the immortal cultivators with keen spiritual sense avoided it one after another, for fear of being killed by the pond fish.

Yang Xiu was really observing the ants.

The age of this ancient tree in the Taoist temple is more than 2,000 years, and it has been rooted here for more than 2,000 years to receive spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Thick but not tall, ordinary compared to the other trees on the Spirit Mountain.

But Yang Xiu took a closer look at this ancient tree that had witnessed countless vicissitudes of life, and watched the ants work the trunk to carry food. Smelling the wonderful resin fragrance on the trunk of the tree, and looking at the tender green branches growing from the charred black scars on the top of the tree, I suddenly felt something.

Is this the power of time? The canopy of the trees rustled, the birds in the sky chirped, Yang Xiu felt the breeze blowing on his face, and his heart was lost. I was a little fascinated for a while.

......

Emperor Qin and a few Taoist friends tasted tea and asked, ignoring the people of the Split Mountain Niu. In this city. Emperor Qin doesn't need to give face to these people yet.

"Eldest Prince, I see that your complexion is calm and you have starlight in your eyes, but you have made a breakthrough in your cultivation recently?" said an old man who was familiar with the city lord of Qincheng after tasting fragrant tea.

"It's a little small, it's not worth mentioning. Qin Huang smiled.

"Young and promising, the future of Qin Cheng still depends on you. It is rumored that the demon beast is powerful, and it has already broken through four of the nineteen states of Ning State in less than a month, it seems that the fall of Ning Kingdom is only a matter of time, I don't know what the city lord plans to do in the future?"

Hearing someone ask like this, the people around looked over one after another, wanting to hear how Emperor Qin replied. Qin Cheng has a transcendent status in the wilderness and is not under the control of demon beasts, but if the demon beasts occupy Ning Country and the general trend of the world changes drastically, can Qin Cheng still be alone?

In the golden light, Emperor Qin always had that calm expression, his hands clenched into fists and pointed to the north, and said lightly: "Everything is decided by the city lord, and the emperor swears to obey." ”

Everyone nodded yes one after another, knowing in their hearts that as long as the city lord of Qincheng existed for a day, it would be like a needle to fix the sea, and whoever wanted to fight Qincheng had to weigh it carefully.

Emperor Qin picked up a small porcelain cup to taste tea, and when he saw Yang Xiu a few steps away, his expression showed a hint of surprise, and then nodded approvingly. Everyone also quickly discovered that Yang Xiu, who was standing next to the ancient tree, was motionless with his eyes closed, which was very weird.

"This person is really rude, the eldest prince invited him to participate in the fairy tea party by a academy teacher, but he stood there and pretended to be stupid. ”

"That's not right...... Why do I think he's settled?"

"I heard that this ancient tree in the temple has absorbed spiritual energy for thousands of years, and there are already signs of psychic, and there have been people who have settled next to the tree before, and there has been a great breakthrough in the state of mind of cultivating immortals. ”

"Among all things in heaven and earth, rivers, mountains and stones are the most difficult, followed by wild grass and ancient trees, this tree must have its own uniqueness in surviving for more than 2,000 years, is this Yang Hu also destined to be a person?"

There was a lot of talking, but no one went up to disturb them. This state of cultivation is extremely rare, and it depends entirely on one's luck and understanding, and many monks have not been able to find any trace of this state in their entire lives. The mystical state of detachment is not only effective in improving cultivation, but more importantly, it is more important to train the monk's mind - a single enlightenment is better than ten years of penance.

Everyone in the Split Mountain Niu clan also discovered Yang Xiu's abnormality, and they were almost angry and turned their backs. His own people came to him to seek revenge, and he was able to realize the Tao in front of the ancient tree of Taoism! So it seems that the previous nonchalting appearance is not pretending, he really doesn't care, and really treats these people as mad dogs who can only bark wildly?

Thinking of this, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed one of the bald men became, and he quietly walked through the crowd and came to Yang Xiu's side with extreme unwillingness, ready to push Yang Xiu while he was unprepared. This is not a hands-on fight, it can also interfere with Yang Xiu's enlightenment, and it may even make Yang Xiu, who is in a state of trance, go mad!

Walking to the position three feet behind Yang Xiu, the bald man smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and pushed Yang Xiu's back violently! Just as his palm was about to touch Yang Xiu, the bald man suddenly saw the little boy beside Yang Xiu's hand, and the next moment, his whole body did not obey the call and froze in place.

Meng Lu firmly attached an ice-blue talisman to the bald man's leg, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and then looked up at the other party with disdain, and said in his heart What Mr. said is indeed right, all of you are small-bellied chicken intestines, bad pus-shedding guys, fortunately I am prepared.

Everyone around who was paying attention to this side was stunned, and they saw that the bald man was smiling one moment ago, and the next moment he was frozen and sealed in a huge icicle, and the cause of all this was the Taoist talisman posted by the child.

A child whose cultivation is no more than the second level of quenching the body, using a Dao talisman to restrain the monk who is the third level of the quenching body, the meaning of this is too amazing. All the people present were human spirits, and their attention was immediately attracted by this small Dao talisman.

The fact that people don't want to offend the aggressive nature of the Split Mountain Cattle does not mean that they are afraid of them. At that moment, a curious monk leaned over to take a closer look, and made sure that the bald man was frozen solidly, so he whispered and laughed at Menglu: "Little doll, which senior gave you the Dao talisman you used just now?"

"Be quiet, my husband is in the middle of the meeting. Monru frowned and made a silent gesture.

The person who asked was an old Taoist priest who had lived for nearly three hundred years, and was said by Meng Lu in one sentence, and said in his heart that you are a little cub, and this kind ......of thing is your turn to teach me?

"That's what I wrote. Monrou replied dryly.

Lao Dao's face was unhappy when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at the dense fairy characters and complicated lines on the Dao talisman, and his tone was a little impatient: "Little doll, don't deceive people." ”

"Who lied to you, I wrote it in the first place!"

Meng Lu snorted, casually pulled out a stack of Dao talismans from his waist and shook them in front of Lao Dao and said, "These Dao talismans are all made by me, do you want to see them?"

Lao Dao's eyes were round, how could he not see that these Dao talismans were not mortal, among them, the immortal texts were all exquisite, far from those ordinary fixed talismans and ice talismans that could be compared, and his mind was immediately attracted by the things in Meng Lu's hand. Unexpectedly, Meng Lu just shook off the Dao Fu and stuffed it back into his clothes, pouted and said, "I won't show you, who told you that I lied." ”

The old way, who had lived for three hundred years, was used by a teenager to make fun of him, and his face immediately turned black. The monks who had been paying attention to this place around were amused and laughed, and even the Qin Emperor in the distance was smiling, and the golden light on his body swayed and shone brightly, which was extremely dazzling.

Lao Dao also reacted, where was he embarrassed to be more serious with a hairy child, laughed awkwardly a few times, and turned his eyes back to Yang Xiu next to the ancient tree. Everyone knows in their hearts that the Dao talisman in Menglu's hand looks rare, but in fact, what is really precious is the method of making this Dao talisman, needless to say, it is Mr. Yang of this academy who taught this little boy to write talismans.

For a while, everyone had their own thoughts, and Yang Xiu, a nameless teacher, invisibly occupied a certain position in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, there was a low roar in the distant sky, like the roar of some powerful demon beast, the sound was like a cow moo, like rolling thunder from far to near, and in an instant it had come to the top of the spiritual mountain, and dozens of black shadows appeared in the sky above the Taoist temple. (To be continued)