Chapter 50: Prepare and Go
Yang Xiu heard that the old man Zhuji did not mean to veto it immediately, and immediately said in a deep voice: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger." As long as you can go further on the road of cultivating immortals, the disciples are not afraid of danger. ”
"What a 'tiger who doesn't go into the tiger's den'!"
The old man nodded appreciatively, turned his head and said to Lin Shuangchen: "Chen'er, this is your apprentice, what do you say as a master?"
When Lin Shuangchen heard this, her beautiful eyes stayed on Yang Xiu for a moment, and said, "Uncle Yu, Chen'er thinks that the sentence 'If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger' is very good. ”
"Haha, okay! Master and apprentice are single-minded,"
The old man Zhuji waved his sleeves, he was in a good mood, and said: "Then Yang Xiu will go and prepare, you and your master will go to the Hajj Conference together, don't fall into the face of my Tianshu Pavilion." ”
"Yes!" Yang Xiu hurriedly bowed and saluted, and couldn't help but grin.
It's done!
I didn't expect the beautiful master to go too, so as to go all the way, so as not to have that Ouyang Jianqing's ghost idea.
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Liushutang.
"Ahem...... What? You're going to Hajjk!?"
Fang Houdao almost choked after listening to Yang Xiu's words, and the wine in his mouth was not left at all, and he looked annoyed, and yelled at Yang Xiu: "You're tired of living, aren't you, just rely on your cultivation to find death?"
Yang Xiu hehehe, and said, "It's okay, my master will go too, what am I afraid of next to such a big tree." ”
"Young and ignorant, young and ignorant,"
Fang Houdao's head shook like a rattle, and he sighed and said, "You don't know how difficult it will be to go to Fanjing Mountain here. ”
"Old man Fang, you said it was a pity before, why did you change your hexagram now?"
Yang Xiu sat next to Fang Houdao, tore off a piece of meat from the plate on the table, threw it in his mouth and said while chewing, "You look down on me like that." ”
Fang Houdao glared at him when he heard this, and his beard was curled: "Little rabbit, you know a fart." Outside the sphere of influence of the human race, spirit beasts and demons are all over the land, and those people are all feeding on immortal cultivators, and if you are not careful, you will become a snack for others when you are not careful. ”
Fang Houdao was not alarmist, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was gathered in the body of the immortal cultivators, and those powerful demon beasts often preyed on the cultivators to devour the spiritual power in order to improve their cultivation.
On the contrary, immortal cultivators with advanced cultivation also often hunted demon beasts. The physical strength of the demon beast is very precious, and it can be used to temper treasures, and the demon pill can be used to refine the elixir, which is priceless.
For thousands of years, the demon orcs have been incompatible, killing each other, and have long become mortal enemies.
With Yang Xiu's current small body, it is not enough to stuff the teeth of those big demons.
Yang Xiu knew that Fang Houdao was kind, so he smiled and gaged with the other party, covering up the topic. But Yang Xiu had already made up his mind that no matter how difficult and dangerous it was, he would participate in this trip to the Hajj Conference.
Yang Xiu knew that his immortal cultivation qualifications were ordinary, if he couldn't rise to the occasion, then the future path of cultivating immortals would really be nine deaths. Even if you can survive the quenching period, you will definitely not be able to break through the sea of qi.
After having dinner with Fang Houdao, Yang Xiu returned to his room and began to sit cross-legged and cultivate.
The Immortal Hand is an offensive spell, which uses a special method to condense and aggregate spiritual power, forming an almost physical spiritual power ripple outside the body. With the mastery of the exercises, this ripple can be constantly extended outward, and it can be used endlessly.
Yang Xiu calmed down and carried the exercises, pinching the spirit in his hand, and after a while, a pale cyan ripple had appeared in the palm of his right hand. The blue veins continued to expand outward with Yang Xiu's breathing, and then disappeared into the air half a foot away, constantly going back and forth, extremely mysterious.
Yang Xiu picked up the white deer sword on the side and put it in front of him, and the five fingers of his right hand moved slightly, so that the cyan ripples fit on the fingertips, and then gently pressed it on the sword body. A small dent immediately appeared on the incomparably hard White Deer Sword.
Yang Xiu planned to add something to the immortal text engraved on the sword.
After getting the White Deer Sword for such a long time, Yang Xiu had already thoroughly studied the immortal text on the sword's body, and basically understood how to use the immortal text to strengthen the magic weapon. Previously, Yang Xiu had learned from the fragments of the magic weapon left by Situ Yong, so he had this idea.
The White Deer Sword is a genuine magic weapon, indestructible and as hard as clay. But under Yang Xiu's careful manipulation, the cyan ripples easily carved several marks on the sword body, and the small immortal characters appeared on it one by one.
Breaking the magic weapon so easily, it can be seen that the power of this mysterious ripple is extraordinary. Yang Xiu originally just had the mentality of trying it out, and his heart was already happy when he saw this, but his movements were still steady.
Half an hour later, the blue light in Yang Xiu's hand gradually faded, and his whole body was sore. Using blue patterns to engrave words consumes mind and spiritual power at the same time, making Yang Xiu tired enough.
"Hoo ......"
Yang Xiu let out a long breath and picked up the White Deer Sword and put it in front of him. There are four more neat lines of immortal text on the white deer sword glowing with black light, this is a method that Yang Xiu grasps the most, which can increase the sturdiness of the white deer sword by three percent, almost reaching the quality of a medium-grade magic weapon!
This is one of the influences of the level of immortal literature on the way to cultivating immortals, Yang Xiu gently waved the White Deer Sword, and he was a little more confident in this trip to Fanjing Mountain.
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Three days later.
In the morning, the weather is clear, there is not a trace of white clouds in sight, and the Tianshu Mountain, which is full of aura, is even more verdant and green.
At the foot of Tianshu Peak, a huge spirit boat about thirty zhang long stopped steadily in the open space.
The shape of the spirit boat is no different from that of an ordinary ship, the only difference is that the surface is engraved with countless immortal inscriptions, shining with golden light, and faintly dotted spiritual power floating out of it, which is extremely beautiful.
Nearly a hundred disciples in white robes stood in the open space, turning their heads to observe the Lingzhou, talking to each other excitedly, with unconcealed anticipation in their eyes.
Yang Xiu and Liu Xian were also standing in the crowd, carrying packages and long swords, and they were also carefully observing this behemoth.
Liu Xian's talent for cultivating immortals is very good, and he is about to hit the double bottleneck, and he is the key cultivation object among the inner disciples, so he is also included in the team of the sect and walks with Yang Xiu.
"How much does it cost to build such a behemoth~" Liu Xian sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Anyway, it's quite expensive, and it seems that there are only two sects in Tongzhou that have Lingzhou. Yang Xiu responded, and the relevant records had been recalled in his mind.
Powered by spirit stones and controlled by monks, the Spirit Boat is an excellent choice for cultivators to travel long distances and cross dangerous areas. The spirit boat is covered with immortal texts, covered with formations, and its defense is very strong.
The spirit boat of Tianshu Pavilion has a history of more than 500 years and belongs to a small spirit boat. It is said that the large spiritual boats of some famous families are hundreds of feet long, and I don't know what kind of majestic scene it should be.
Directly in front of the team, Lin Shuangchen and Liu Wenzhong were communicating with the old man Zhuji. On this trip to Fanjing Mountain, Tianshu Pavilion was led by these two people, remembering the tragic situation of Situ Yong's serious injury last time, Yang Xiu had a deeper understanding of Liu Wenzhong's strength, and his heart was a lot more steady.
After a while, Liu Wenzhong turned around and walked over, floating into the air, and his voice spread clearly in the clearing: "Okay, everyone board the spirit boat and go!"
All the disciples agreed, and they all turned around and walked quickly towards the spirit boat. Yang Xiu and Liu Xianchong waved their hands at Old Man Fang on the other side of the clearing, and then turned around. The old dark horse beside Old Man Fang hissed a few times, and seemed to be reluctant to let Yang Xiu leave.
After a while, various formations and immortal texts on the surface of the spirit boat lit up one after another, and with a buzzing sound in the air, the huge spirit boat rose steadily and took off to the north, and then the speed became faster and faster, and soon turned into a small black dot in the air and disappeared without a trace.
"Hey...... In the future, I will have to eat my own food, and I have to do all the work by myself, how can I live this day......" Fang Houdao looked up to the sky and sighed, and said helplessly.
The old black horse next to him snorted disdainfully, and glanced at Fang Houdao, as if he was despising the other party's cheekiness.
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A kind of Heavenly Book Pavilion disciples all stood on the side of the ship, condescending to look at the surrounding scenery while talking excitedly. The vast majority of people are experiencing flying for the first time and are excited.
"Look, that's Tianshu Peak! ”
"That's Xiaomeng Mountain, and there's there, isn't it the big river in the Book of Heaven?"
"Wow, that's our Tianshu Pavilion Mountain Gate, it's only so small from above. ”
However, Yang Xiu's attention was not on watching the scenery, but bypassed the excited disciples to the stern of the boat, carefully observing the spirit boat under his feet.
Only after a closer look found that the spirit boat was actually covered with scars, countless small ones, and some large marks were even as long as a few feet, as if they had been caught by some kind of creature.
In addition to these scars, the spirit boat is also covered with countless mottled traces of time, and I don't know how many dangers it has experienced in the past few hundred years.
Just when Yang Xiu was secretly surprised, the disciples on the other side of the Spirit Boat let out a burst of exclamations in unison.
"Look over there, there's a spirit boat there!"
"There is a mark on the tail of the boat, as if it is the spirit boat of the Immortal Ink Sect. ”
"Cut, the other party's spirit boat is much smaller than our Tianshu Pavilion, how can we be mighty. ”
Everyone spoke out one after another, and Yang Xiu also came here to look into the distance, only to find that a light green spirit boat flew out of the clouds.
The other party's spirit boat is much smaller than the Tianshu Pavilion, and there is an immortal ink sect mark on the tail, no wonder everyone is sarcastic. However, what Yang Xiu saw was that the other party's spirit boat was brand new and new, and he couldn't see any scars, it was obviously newly built.
It takes a lot of money and precious raw materials to build a spirit boat, and it costs a lot. The Immortal Ink Sect was able to build a new spirit boat, but the Heavenly Book Pavilion could only use an old spirit boat that was hundreds of years old......
Yang Xiu thought in his heart, according to this, at least in terms of sect resources and financial resources, Tianshu Pavilion had been steadily surpassed by the Immortal Mo Sect.
A hundred years ago, the Heavenly Book Pavilion inheritance method was lost, and the impact was really so big?