Monk Jingyuan quickly solved a whole chicken, wiped his mouth, picked up a cup of hot tea and sipped it, ignoring Yang Xiu's question.

The other party didn't admit it, so Yang Xiu took it as a default to the other party, thinking of the mysterious old man, Yang Xiu's mind came alive again. The value of the remains of the powerful snapping turtle far exceeds that of ordinary magic weapons, and it is very suitable to make the supreme puppet in Yang Xiu's mind, but the puppet raw materials are available, and two other conditions need to be met before they can truly make a precious commodity puppet.

Golem essence and advanced puppet tricks.

The former, Yang Xiu, has been trying to find a way to search, but to no avail, and he doesn't even have to think about getting it from Emperor Qin. Not to mention that Qin Cheng doesn't have such a thing now, even if he had, the eldest prince would never give such a treasure to Yang Xiu as a quid pro quo. As for the puppet mechanism required to make a high-grade puppet, it is the most certain, and what Yang Xiu needs is only time.

The puppet level of the nameless old man is unfathomable, since the other party has shown kindness, is it possible to further contact the other party to learn the art of the mechanism? Thinking of the old man's previous invitation, Yang Xiu's mind became a little more determined.

"Master Jingyuan, I'll meet the old gentleman first, can you please show me the way?" Yang Xiu asked with a smile.

"It's just a gesture,"

Monk Jingyuan clasped his hands together, his eyes slightly closed and his expression solemn, as if he was thinking about something important, and said slowly: "But not everyone can enter the Lingshan Mountain, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort." Speaking of which, the incense money in my temple has been pitifully small recently, and it is really unsustainable~"

After hearing the previous sentence, Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows. I thought that this monk had changed his sex, and he took the other party to add the second half of the sentence without beginning or end, Yang Xiuxin said sure enough.

"Just tell me where it is. As for how to enter Lingshan, Master Jingyuan doesn't have to worry about it. Yang Xiu said with a smile.

Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, with a faint smile on his face. There are hundreds of caves on Lingshan, there are trap magic arrays and high-level guards everywhere, how can a stranger go without anyone leading the way?

It seems that this incense money has fallen~ Monk Jingyuan thought of it, and the smile on his face became more and more Buddha nature.

However, when he came to the top of Lingshan Mountain, he saw Yang Xiu take out a dirty and miserable wooden plaque from his arms, and Monk Jingyuan's face immediately turned from sunny to gloomy. scolded in a low voice, and could vaguely hear words like "old thing" and "cut off my financial path and life and death".

Yang Xiu shook his head speechlessly. Feeling the wooden card in his hand vibrating slightly, he opened his hand and let it slowly fly into the air, leading the three of them to move slowly forward on the top of the spiritual mountain. Meng Lu couldn't stop laughing happily when he saw Monk Jingyuan's expression of stepping on dog shit. "Hehe, some monks who have fallen into the eyes of money, it's really pitiful~"

"My Buddha is compassionate...... What a good thing!" Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, but the corners of his eyes were trembling slightly, obviously extremely unhappy.

Yang Xiu came to the top of the Spirit Mountain for the first time, and he was very comfortable bathed in the rich aura. There is no comparison between this place and Fanjing Mountain, the blessed land of the Cave Heaven, but it is extremely rare in the wild mining industry that is full of wilderness, and it can be regarded as a holy land for cultivating immortals.

The summit of the mountain is spiral-shaped, and various buildings are erected along the cliffs on both sides of the road. There are unique bamboo buildings, high towers and Taoist temples built of stone barriers, and large caves carved directly into the mountain wall. All looming in the flowing sea of clouds is quite spectacular. The swarthy wooden sign emitted a soft light, and the three of them walked slowly up and down.

Yang Xiu knew that there must be many defensive formations in the places where he couldn't see, and the people who practiced here were either great cultivators or members of the big family who had been inherited for a long time, and the defense was strong. If you don't pay attention to it, you may trigger the formation and cause unnecessary trouble. Meng Lu also stopped frolicking, and stood between Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan and walked forward cautiously.

As it gets deeper and deeper. The doubts in Yang Xiu's heart became more and more intense. The higher the position in the spiritual mountain, the stronger the aura, I don't know what identity the other party can occupy a place in such a deep place, could it be that this sloppy old man is still a big man?

Yang Xian thought in his heart, and suddenly saw four figures flying out of the sea of clouds next to him and flew straight in front of him, with an unkind face.

"Are you Yang Hu?" asked a young man with a spear on his back, his cold gaze wandering around the three of them, and soon fell on Yang Xiu.

Yang Xian stared at the wooden card in the air intently, glanced at the other party when he heard the words, saw that the other party was not good, and his tone was even more rude, and frowned: "What's the matter?"

"It's you, leave your life behind!" The young man seemed to be saying something that was no longer an ordinary thing, and the spear in his hand flew suddenly without warning, stabbing Yang Xiu's heart with a green light!

"When!" The White Deer Sword moved as he wished, and the spear was sheathed like lightning, and the two weapons sparked a dazzling spark, and the spiritual power fluctuations brought by it swept away the spiritual power within a radius of several zhang.

Monk Jingyuan didn't know when he had already taken Meng Lu out dozens of feet away, and shouted at Yang Xiu from afar: "Brother Yang, be careful, this is the younger generation of the Purple Cloud Python Clan, and they have three elders who have fallen in the Valley of Hundred Poisons. ”

The young man at the head sneered and said, "Hmph, tempt me to send the elders deep into the dangerous place, causing them to die without a whole body, today I will let you bury my clan elder!"

Yang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and he understood the cause and effect of the matter, and said: "At that time, there were more than 200 monks in the Taoist temple, and I explained that it was a dangerous place, and they insisted on going, and finally died in the Valley of Hundred Poisons, but they still blamed me?"

"Of course, the ancient remains of the demon clan belong to the demon clan, and it is not your turn to be touched by an inferior human race, so it is natural for you to obediently hand over the secret treasure. As a result, you deceived everyone into it, but you hid outside the valley unscathed, and the heavens could not tolerate it!"

"So they rushed in to find death, and I should also be sent to death with them, otherwise it will be intolerable to heaven, what bullshit!" Yang Xiu's anger gradually rose in his heart when he heard this, and there was already a chill in his tone.

The young man with the gun had a proud face and said loudly: "Needless to say, capture this thief and torture him, avenge my people, and force him to find out the whereabouts of the secret treasure!"

Yang Xiu made the White Deer Sword float quietly in front of him, and a long-lost killing intent appeared on his body. After a long time, it was still for the secret treasure in the stone cave, and the hypocrisy arrived home.

As soon as the other party's words fell, the four of them had already sacrificed their weapons together and surrounded Yang Xiu, and there was no room for negotiation. Yang Xiu stood quietly on the spot, his face was indifferent, and monstrous anger had already risen in his heart - the barbarian demon beasts had suppressed the human race for too long, and they had forgotten how to write the word respect, I will teach you well in a few days, master!

"Kill!"

The young man at the head let out a low shout, and four magic weapons shot out with four spiritual lights like lightning, attacking Yang Xiu from four directions, front, back, left, and right at the same time. At the same time, the four of them brushed each of them to sacrifice a Dao talisman, and at first glance, they were fully prepared in advance. Monstrous flames, piercing ice, several spells at the same time, bringing a terrifying power that has engulfed Yang Xiu in an instant!

Seeing that Yang Xiu stood in place and did not move, letting the spell devour him, several people's eyes showed smugness. It is rumored that this son is extremely talented, and he was personally invited by the eldest son to teach in the academy at a young age, and today I see that it is just like this~

"Qiang Qiang ......"

A few people were secretly proud, and a series of crisp sounds suddenly came from the raging flames and extremely cold ice peaks, and the faces of the four of them changed in unison - they had lost contact with the magic weapon they had just sacrificed, what was going on?

As if to answer the doubts of several people, the various spell lights drawn by the Dao Fu quickly faded, whether it was red flames, cold ice, or green poisonous mist, they had shrunk to less than one-tenth of their original size in an instant, and disappeared as if they had been sucked into the stomach by some kind of giant beast in one go.

Yang Xiu, who was standing in the center, showed his figure unscathed, and there was a tattered scroll floating in front of him, silently.

"Replace me, right?" Yang Xiu smiled yin, and as he spoke, he had already taken a big step forward, and in an instant, he had already come to the dead man.

So fast!

The four of them were shocked, they didn't expect Yang Xiu to move so fast. However, there is no cowardice in a few people, everyone is a monk with a quenching body, and if one of the four enemies has to retreat, he will really laugh off his big teeth when he says it. So the four of them were just stunned, and then instead of retreating, they rushed towards Yang Xiu.

The young man at the head pulled out his sword from his waist and smiled cruelly: "With his empty hands close to us, do you still want to use the method of hand-to-hand combat in the early stage of quenching? However, in a moment, the two sides were already close to each other, Yang Xiu clearly saw the mocking and contemptuous smiles on the faces of the other party, and silently thought in his heart a group of stupid and forced, and his right hand reached into his arms and twitched out.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of strange sounds with a muffled crunch were in a series of them, so fast that it was almost thought that there was only one sound, and the people who were observing in the shadows in the surrounding caves opened their mouths in unison, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

As soon as the four teenagers of the Purple Cloud Python clan came into contact with Yang Xiufu, they flew upside down, spitting blood in the air, reflecting a seven-colored rainbow. Everyone could see it clearly, Yang Xiu pulled out a large wooden stick from his chest, and swept the four of them away with only one stick, without any superfluous movements.

This wooden stick is black and shiny, and it looks quite heavy, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and more than five feet long, so it is more appropriate to describe it as a wooden stake. And the end of this wooden stick was covered with finger-thick silver glittering barbs, and there were faint traces of blood on it, which was terrifying.

Three of the four people on the ground fainted directly, and the young man with the gun was still awake when his cultivation was slightly higher, but his face was miserable and had already been broken, and three deep wounds with visible bones extended from his forehead to his chin, which was extremely hideous.

People who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp and subconsciously touch their cheeks. Menglu in the distance was very enjoyable to see, and was about to applaud, when he felt the hand of the monk Jingyuan holding his shoulder tremble, and when he looked up, the monk was holding his head with one hand, silently reciting the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is compassionate...... This guy is darker than me......" (To be continued)