Heaven and earth are as dark as a curtain.

In the endless thousands of miles of the Old Bear Ridge Mountain Range, there is only one fire in the Bottle Mountain.

It's like the ancient bottle outside the sky.

After a lapse of thousands of years, another immortal ignited the leyline wind and fire in the belly of the bottle and smelted the immortal golden pill.

There is an indescribable sense of mystery when you look at it.

It attracted the peeps of many mountain and wild things.

Merely.

Because of the previous phoenix roar that pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, they didn't dare to approach at all, but only dared to hide in the depths of the mountains and forests, secretly watching from afar.

Of course, there are also mountain bandits and thieves who occupy the mountain.

Why can't all the villages in Miaojiang have enough to eat, but they are all built with high walls, and they patrol day and night.

It is a warlord bandit.

As the old saying goes, bandits are like combing and soldiers are like grates.

Because of this, the mountain people hated those people to the core.

As soon as I saw the figures of those demon lords, they were either in a row of earth guns, or they rolled up their belongings and fled into the mountains.

Around Bottle Mountain.

There are several mountain bandit forces.

I have long coveted the legendary Yuan tomb.

It's just that they don't have the ability to move mountains and mountains.

After coming a few times and losing dozens of bones, he didn't dare to mention the theft of the bottle mountain treasure.

Now, there is a lot of movement on Chen Yulou's side.

Especially in the middle of the night, inside and outside the bottle mountain, it is as bright as day by the fire.

Where would they not understand what was going on.

Each scattered a few spies and tried to find out.

But.

Chen Yulou had been guarding against all this for a long time.

Before going to the tomb early in the morning, an old man of the Chen family was arranged to take the men on the mountain to guard the bottle mountain.

directly played the name of Changsheng Mountain.

In these years, the three words of Changsheng Mountain are the golden signboard.

Three Hunan and four rivers, plus the green forests of 16 provinces, who dares to mess around?

There are really those who are not afraid of death and want to fish in troubled waters, so they will be killed directly.

At this moment, in the depths of the bottle mountain.

Ma was busy with his feet not touching the ground, running back and forth.

Constantly beckoning the guys on the mountain to carry the Ming utensils.

"Cheer up, and it'll be over in another hour."

"Besides, be careful with your hands, break a lamp, damn it, you can't afford to lose ten lives."

"Get out of the way, and don't get in the way of the brothers behind."

From busy during the day to now.

His throat was hoarse.

But as the current housekeeper of Changsheng Mountain.

Looking at the extravagant, priceless Ming utensils, transported out like flowing water.

The smile on Ma Kui's face never stopped.

I was already thinking in my heart that when this batch of goods was delivered, the life of the brothers on the mountain should be much better.

In the past few years, those warlords have been like crazy, fighting for life and death for the sake of territory.

Coupled with successive natural disasters.

Grain is more than several times more expensive than in previous years.

That's it, there's no market.

More than 100,000 people on the mountain want to eat.

The pressure of the mountain was about to crush him.

OK.

This trip to Bottle Mountain, at least the next two years will be worry-free.

However, there was a question that had been hidden in his heart all the time, but he did not dare to ask.

He has been following the shopkeeper for some years.

As his right-hand man, Ma Guan can actually guess some of his thoughts.

In the past few years, Mingli surrounded strange people in the rivers and lakes, heroes in the green forest, and secretly supported three or four large and small warlord forces.

Now the chaos has arisen.

The shopkeeper also seems to want to chase the deer heads one by one.

After all, throughout the ages, there must be crape myrtle stars in troubled times.

The various planning and layout of the shopkeeper should be faintly moving closer to that aspect.

But I don't know what's going on, in the past six months, he has been like a different person, and he hasn't seen anyone all day.

I don't care about those things anymore.

and the things on the mountain are ignored.

It's completely a hands-off shopkeeper.

Even, before coming to Bottle Mountain, Luo Lao Crooked had visited Chenjiazhuang several times, but the shopkeeper avoided it.

He was caught in the middle.

The two ends are not human.

However, Ma Gui is not complaining.

Purely incomprehensible.

Such a good opportunity, with the strength of the Chen family.

I don't dare to say that I am fighting for a big position.

There is still a chance for the total scoop of Sanxiang and Sishui, right?

But this kind of thing has always been tacit, who will say it on the surface?

Even if he is old enough, he only dares to slander a few words in his heart.

Really ask face to face, isn't that a brain soaked in water?

Spat out a turbid breath.

The mist in Ma's eyes slowly dissipated.

Anyway, he's just an errand runner, and whatever the shopkeeper says, what he does, it's over.

"Hey, be careful."

"This thing is the shopkeeper's own name, and it's broken, you can do it yourself."

He took out the kettle from his waist and was about to open it to quench his thirst.

Out of the corner of his eye, I saw from afar that a dozen people were pushing wheels over.

There was a big tripod on the car.

Dozens of ropes were heavily wound around it.

But the road is not easy to walk, the road is bumpy and undulating, as if it will fall at any time, and the corners of his eyes can't help but jump wildly.

Ma Guan didn't care about drinking water, and hurriedly reminded loudly.

"Yes."

When the group of thieves heard it, it was the roll call of the shopkeeper.

How dare you hesitate.

Immediately, two more people were separated and carefully protected on the left and right sides.

Seeing this, Ma Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't understand it, what was the use of getting it back from afar.

But the shopkeeper seems to be particularly interested in it.

When he left Danjing before, he specially gave him a few words.

The bronze tripod is actually a tricky thing to put at any time.

Those who have money don't want it.

Those who don't have money can't afford it.

What's more, the prosperity of antique gold in troubled times.

In these years, no bright weapon is as valuable as gold and jade.

To put it mildly, he felt that instead of spending a lot of effort to transport this big ding back to Xiangyin, it was better to get a few good coffins to go back.

Golden silk nanmu, small-leaved red sandalwood, and mahogany lacquer coffin.

It's all good stuff to tear down.

But since the shopkeeper said it, of course he didn't dare to have an opinion.

Seeing the group escorting Danding away, he retracted his gaze and poured a few sips of cold water to quench his thirst.

Then, it seems that something came to mind.

Ma turned and looked at the side of the Immeasurable Temple.

The fog is flowing.

Two figures were faintly reflected.

One holds a large bow and stands like a spear.

The other is sitting cross-legged on a rock.

It is the two brothers who move the mountain gate.

The two of them suddenly went and returned, looking hurried.

He's still a little weird.

I thought something had fallen.

But they only said that they came down to practice.

Ma Guijie has a white body, although he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, where do he understand these secret methods.

After saying hello in a sneer.

So he let the two of them go.

At this moment, I saw that the partridge whistle was just sitting cross-legged on the ground.

It's not like the brothers on the mountain, who either stand on the stump or practice boxing, opening and closing, and the momentum is amazing, how can he be so quiet.

I pondered it.

Ma Guan is still confused.

He simply shook his head, put away his thoughts, and continued to beckon the guys to carry the Ming utensils.

Compared to those ethereal cultivation methods.

He still thinks it's more important to have a full stomach.

One side of the main hall.

The old foreigner's heart was tense, and his gray-brown eyes were even more solemn.

Fingers clasped tightly on the bowstring.

His eyes surged around like a knife.

He knew that the next step would definitely be one of the most important moments in his life for the elder brother.

Although when he came down all the way, the senior brother always said that it was a small matter, so he should not be overly nervous.

But swallow the golden pill.

With the help of the majestic medicinal power, the cultivation entered the country in one fell swoop.

Which of these things is smaller?

There can be no accidents at all.

So what he has to do is to protect the formation for the senior brother, even if the mountain collapses, he has to hold on.

It's quiet enough.

The mountain poison was also besieged and killed before.

After sweeping around and confirming that there was no danger, the old foreigner looked back at his senior brother.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and he kept exhaling and adjusting his breath.

Next to it is a jade box and a wind and cloud wrap.

The jade box was given to him by his sister before coming down.

Among them is a decades-old mountain ginseng.

Before swallowing the pill, if you take it in advance, you can maintain your vitality, not to mention, you can also temporarily suppress the old injuries and dark diseases in your body.

No, it will delay the effect of refining the golden pill.

Whew-

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I don't know how long later.

Partridge Whistle finally opened his eyes.

In those deep eyes, they were clear and peaceful, and there was no more deep murderous aura in the past.

The breath of the body is as quiet as well water.

He first glanced at his junior brother in the distance.

The old foreigner was like a loose figure, still meticulously patrolling around, not daring to relax at all.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but sigh secretly.

His stubbornness and himself are almost in the same vein.

Gently opening the jade box, a seven-leaf old ginseng with intact stems suddenly appeared in his sight.

It is simply impossible to grow to this point without decades.

Keep it outside.

It is definitely a treasure medicine that hangs and renews energy.

But now, it's only used to suppress the dark wounds.

Even he felt extravagant.

Ling was delicate and careful in doing things, and he had already cut the section with the most medicinal power of mountain ginseng into slices and put it aside.

The partridge whistle picked it up, did not dare to hesitate, and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt a majestic but gentle medicinal power slowly dissolving in the meridians.

It is a panacea.

After years of walking in the rivers and lakes, the dark wounds left in the fight were gradually suppressed under the power of medicine.

Even the ghost spell in the bloodline.

It seems to have calmed down quite a bit.

Over the years, Ling has also collected a lot of old medicines for him.

But none of them are as good as this old ginseng.

In just a few moments, he suddenly felt like he was back in his teens.

Full of blood and energy.

Comfort like never before.

"Jindan ......"

The partridge whistle was secretly speechless, but there was not much in his expression.

He knew how rare and precious such a precious medicine was.

We must take this opportunity to take the golden pill and meditate and practice quickly, otherwise we will miss the opportunity, and all these efforts will be in vain.

Pick up the golden pill wrapped in the wind and clouds.

Just get started.

He had a feeling of warmth like jade.

Compared with the mildness of the old ginseng, the medicinal power contained in the golden pill is too domineering.

And even more majestic.

If the former is a babbling stream, then the latter is a vast river.

Holding it in his hand made him feel terrified.

"It's success or failure."

"It's up to now!"

Partridge Whistle took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and raised his head to swallow the golden pill in one gulp.

Rumble!

It's almost just in the stomach.

The majestic medicinal power in the golden pill washed over the limbs and veins like a tide.

Wrong.

It's more like a raging fire.

Partridge Whistle only felt like a piece of iron ore, thrown into a furnace, swallowed by flames, tempered by a thousand tempers.

A body of meridians, flesh and blood, was repeatedly cut off and then connected.

That kind of pain is no less than the outbreak of the demon curse.

At a certain moment, he even wondered if there was something wrong with this golden pill.

But when the meridians began to gather wisps of faint aura.

This thought was instantly thrown behind him by the clouds.

Endure the pain.

Partridge Whistle closed her eyes again and meditated.

There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in his mind, turning the Taoist scriptures for him page by page.

Words come out of nowhere.

In the end, it was condensed into seven golden characters of 'Xuandao Convincing Qi Building Foundation Gong'.

Qi Shen Dantian.

Only the mind is left to practice with it.

Gradually.

The aura on his body became more calm, blending in and blending into the surroundings, becoming a part of the bottle mountain.

But if there is a person in the Daomen.

You will see it at a glance.

Wisps of subtle heaven and earth aura were slowly converging from all over the bottle mountain towards the top of his head.

Along the sword eyebrows, into his limbs and veins.

Finally returned to the depths of the sea of air.

"No...... right"

In the distance outside, the old foreigner suddenly noticed something, and his heart jumped heavily.

The Taoist inheritance of moving the mountain gate has long been lost, and only a fragment of words remains.

The partridge whistle is a genius in the sky, and he has never stepped into the Qi refining level.

Not to mention him.

Although the old foreigner kept staring around, there was always a qi machine pulling the senior brother.

is worried that in the process of swallowing the golden pill, there will be an accident.

Now......

He found out.

Senior Brother's aura suddenly disappeared.

It's just out of thin air.

He suddenly became extremely anxious, and looked back sharply.

But on the contrary, the senior brother was obviously sitting in place, and even he could clearly see the scene of the senior brother's breathing between his mouth and nose.

But when he swept it with the gas machine again.

The aura of the senior brother disappeared again without a trace.

"How so?!"

The old foreigner arched, his eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't wait to rush forward to check the situation immediately.

But...... Looking at the appearance of the senior brother, it seems to be fine.

For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into incomparable hesitation.

"If you make a mistake and interrupt your senior brother, won't your previous efforts be wasted?"

"No, let's see, right...... Look again. ”

The old foreigner muttered in a low voice, muttering to himself.

He lost the heart to look around, and his eyes were always on the partridge whistle.

Thinking about what happened to me if something went wrong.

Be sure that you can react in the shortest possible time.

The two of them sat and stood.

It's as if it's frozen.

Only the surrounding fog was slowly flowing, and the night sky above the mountain was receding.

Unconsciously.

The full moon is obscured by clouds and mist, and the stars are hidden.

The dark sky dome lit up little by little, between blue and black.

Whew-

Finally.

A slight breathing sounded.

It is like an old foreigner like a stone sculpture, but it is like a new life.

didn't care about the extremely sore body, just looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the bluestone with an expectant face.

Fortunately.

Not much.

Partridge Whistle slowly opened her eyes.

The gaze is as deep as ever.

But in the eyes of the old foreigners, it seems to be different from before.

It's just that he can't say what the difference is for a while.

"Division...... Brother? ”

"Is it done?"

After a long silence, he opened his mouth softly and asked.

Facing the worried face of the junior brother.

Partridge Whistle's mind was full of thoughts, and a sour feeling came to his heart, how many years he had waited, and finally waited for this day.

Took a deep breath.

Suppress the distractions in your heart.

A rare smile appeared on his face.

Then he nodded heavily.

"It's finished!!"

The old foreigner who didn't dare to breathe in the atmosphere only felt a buzz in his head, and it was blank.

Surprise, excitement, and all kinds of emotions are intertwined on the face.

So much so that the whole person seems to be crazy.

It's just a repetition of things like that.

It was as if Senior Brother was able to step into the cultivation process, which made him countless times more excited than when he took this step himself.

"By the way, senior brother, Ling, Ling doesn't know yet."

"Go tell her."

"She must be waiting, too."

The old foreigner suddenly remembered something, and shouted at the partridge whistle.

"Good!"

The two brothers and sisters are in an unprecedentedly warm mood at the moment.

There was no delay.

All the way out of the Red Dust Fantasy Realm, climb out of the top of the mountain, and go straight to the camp at the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, the sky outside was already bright, a ray of sunlight broke through the sky, and the mountain that had slept all night woke up.

Insects chirp and birds chirp, and everything competes.

A scene full of life.

But how could the two of them have the heart to pay attention to these, the only thought is to quickly tell the little sister the good news.

So much so that half an hour of mountain road.

It took them less than three to five minutes to arrive at the camp.

But.

I haven't had time to look for her at my sister's tent.

A figure suddenly lifted the curtain door and stood there, looking at himself with a smile.

The partridge whistle felt something in his heart and subconsciously looked back.

just met Chen Yulou's calm and gentle eyes.

"Collect the essence of the sun and the moon on the outside, and refine the breath of Xiyi on the inside."

"Congratulations to Brother Dao, you got what you wanted and stepped into the path of cultivation!"

(End of chapter)

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