Chapter 127: Underground

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Qianzi Lingshan is only at the bottom of the four huge spiritual mountains of Zhanghuankou, Heaven, Earth, Qian, and Kun, and most of the caves can also meet the cultivation of monks in the foundation building period, and even the caves of Jindan monks are rare. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, just like the poor country has rich people, there is a piece of spiritual land at the top of the Qianzi Lingshan that gives birth to four spiritual points, and the daily spiritual energy is so much that it will form a small spiritual cyclone in the spiritual land, if the general monk practices here, I am afraid that the cultivation will not only not be diligent, but will be disrupted by the rich spiritual energy, naturally this feng shui treasure can only be occupied by the Yuanying monk, and the occupancy of this place is not someone else, it is the fourth Yuanying elder Mu Kun of the Chahar tribe.

Mu Kun was born in the Chahar tribe of cultivating immortals, and the "Ten Thousand Wood True Method" practiced is said to be the top practice handed down from ancient times, and the power of several secret techniques attached to it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, which is also the main reason why this person has only been married for 100 years, but he is firmly in the fourth position of the Elders.

With such cultivation and power, it stands to reason that no one would dare to spread wild in front of the Mukun Cave Mansion, but today, somehow, there was a Jindan early monk who was engaged in a fierce quarrel with his housekeeper who was in charge of the affairs of the Cave Mansion in the open space in front of his Cave Mansion.

"Vulture vulture, you are so bold, don't think that you are also from a tribal clan and dare to be presumptuous here, this is not the Jinxia Mountain of your vulture family!" As the saying goes, the prime minister's seven-rank official in front of the door, as the housekeeper of the Mukun Cave Mansion, although the old man with a goatee is only a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, he has full confidence to compete with the Jindan monks.

"Mu Guanjia, please let me know, I am by no means a person who doesn't know what to do, I really have something important to ask to see the four elders, and it will be too late!" said the peach-eyed monk with an anxious face, if it weren't for Mu Kun, he would have been eager to slap the old thing in front of him to death.

The old man with the goatee didn't listen to the vulture's explanation at all, and he was able to stand out among the guests and become Mu Kun's housekeeper, the old man is not just lucky, he has his own set of ways to deal with people, that is, everything is only responsible for the master, and the interests of the master are the most important, as long as Mu Kun trusts him, even if he offends more people, it doesn't matter, and once he loses the trust of the master, then everything will be over!

Mu Kun has been in retreat for two years, and before the retreat, he specially explained that this retreat was to comprehend a powerful secret technique, and to comprehend this secret technique, it was necessary to go down in one go, and the most taboo was to be disturbed halfway, so he let the vulture say that he would not go to tell him.

"You ......" The vulture's face turned purple by the stubborn old man's anger, and he really wanted to rush in regardless of it, but after hesitating for a while, he finally sighed and gave up his plan to break in, because he was not sure if the news he had just gotten was true, once the news was not true, Mu Kun, who was disturbed, would never spare him.

"Hehe, no wonder those Jian people want to rebel, they are all selfish and corrupted like this, there is no reason not to rebel!" Looking at the cave where the aura shone again, the vultures couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Somewhere under the mountain, I don't know when a two-zhang cave was hollowed out, such a narrow cave, at this time, there were more than forty Jindan monks sitting densely seated, these Jindan monks were all dressed in uniform black power suits, wearing hideous wolf head masks, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

The expressions in these eyes are different, and most of them are excited to try, these people have taken out their magic weapons, and even sighed towards them like mortals fiddling with weapons, and then gently wiped them with cloth, and a few people wiped their magic weapons with too excited and their hands trembled faintly.

The look in the eyes of the other half of the people is much more complicated, some people seem to be scared, some people seem to be indifferent, and many more people show a look of helplessness, as if they are forced to do something.

There are also a few people in this group of people who learn from another group of people to wipe the magic weapon, one of them wipes more than ten slender needles, these thin needles look like a shrunken handleless broken sword up close, but this handleless broken sword is too small, from beginning to end is only an inch in size, the cloth in his hand can wipe these more than ten fine needles clean, but this person has to wipe one by one, I don't know if he is killing time, or to ease the tension before the outbreak of some major event.

So many Jindan monks are hiding in the Yuanyuan Mountain, and the breath on their bodies is only constricted by ordinary breathing techniques, it stands to reason that they should have been discovered earlier, you must know that there is more than one Yuanying monk on the mountain at this time, but these people are still sitting here without damage, which is really weird.

If there are outsiders here, they will find that although this group of Jindan monks are sitting very scattered, but none of them are outside the light emitted by the cyan bead above their heads, then, these people can be safe here, presumably relying on this bead.

After grinding and grinding, he finally rubbed the fine needle twice, and the man with the small eyes of mung beans was about to wipe it a third time, when suddenly a dull roar sounded in the small cavern, and then the plopping earth fell like rain.

Hearing this roar, everyone seemed to hear a signal, and immediately grabbed their respective magic weapons in their hands, and at the same time straightened up, like a cheetah ready to attack.

A tall man's eyes flashed, and the axe he was carrying in his hand threw it towards the top of his head without thinking about it.

I don't know what material it is made of, the axe is quite sharp, the moment it is thrown, I listen to the sound of "click", the hard rock is like butter meets a hot knife, and it is split one after another, and in just four breaths, the rock layer that is two feet thick is broken into a big hole, and the dazzling sunlight shines down instantly.

"Brother of the Heavenly Wolf Alliance, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, seven hundred years of preparation, just today! Kill me!" the man shouted, and jumped out of the cave first, followed by the others.

The monk with the small eyes of mung beans fell to the end as if he had just rubbed a needle, and glanced at the cyan bead, his eyes full of greed.

However, at this moment, I heard a woman's chuckle coming from behind: "Wan Daoyou, everyone has already gone, let's not be careful?"

The person with small eyes could naturally hear the sarcasm in the woman's words, although he didn't know whether the woman was ridiculing him for being timid and afraid of death or wanting to covet treasures, but he still laughed dryly: "There is no need to be reminded by the Golden Brake Daoist, Wan Mou has long been eager to go out immediately and kill the noble monks, but the exit is too crowded, and Wan Mou is just squeezed aside!"

As he spoke, he arched his hand towards the woman, and the blue light flashed on his body, and he immediately escaped from the cave.