He even hid behind a giant tree to open the protective barrier of the disc magic weapon, and successfully escaped the attack of the buffalo monster.

"It's okay, it's going to be back to normal in ten days and a half!"

The Moon Saint Yi released a faint spiritual power, wrapping the injured wrist in it, and at the same time cutting off the flow of the ruptured blood vessels around it.

The sword in Yue Shengyi's hand has never dealt with his own people, not to mention that he was temporarily determined to use his own hands, the situation was critical at that time, and he was quick and ruthless, and he didn't think about many details at all, until he calmed down, he thought of checking it, could he accidentally hurt the muscles and bones connecting his fingers.

Yue Shengyi shook his wrist slightly, and his arm, which was already hot and numb due to the lack of a lot of skin and flesh, came the pain of muscle stretching again, and Yue Shengyi's brows became tighter and tighter, but he showed a look of relief, extremely contradictory but seemingly very reasonable.

"Elder Hardship Moon made a righteous move, and the younger generation remembered the five!"

Zhang Lingyun smiled and clasped his hands into fists and bowed slightly, and the corner of his eyes showed a hint of disdain when he glanced at Situ Wan's childhood, and began to wonder if this Taoist aunt in Mount Emei had emotions at all, although he would not take the words out of context to generalize, but the two people who were acting all the time in front of him were really people who lived with masks.

Zhang Lingyun released a wisp of spiritual sense into the hidden storage ring, took out two seemingly precious healing elixirs from it, took out the medicine bottle under the pretense of putting the palm into his arms, and handed the medicine bottle over with a humble and polite attitude.

Suddenly, Zhang Lingyun seemed to think of something, withdrew his outstretched hand again, and suddenly released the spiritual power around his body to block the operation of the spiritual veins of one arm, adjust the speed of his own blood veins, and temporarily turn this arm into the arm of an ordinary immortal cultivator.

"You didn't take any medicine when you went out, did you!?"

As soon as Situ Wan'er was thinking about how to save her healing medicine, someone pretended to be generous and sent to the door, although this person himself was very unwelcome, but the final result was beneficial to herself.

Situ Wan'er, who had just felt a hint of joy, saw that the duck was about to fly away, and suddenly felt like being ridiculed and ridiculed, the anger in her chest rushed to her head, and the sides of her cheeks were so red that she felt hot.

"Some things are better to try in advance, and I've been ...... Overcast!"

Zhang Lingyun stared at Situ Wan'er with a vicious gaze, until he turned his head away from the other party embarrassedly, Zhang Lingyun snorted arrogantly and continued his unfinished business.

Zhang Lingyun picked up the fast and relatively sharp stone on the ground with his other finger, and quickly slashed across his ordinary arm, the wound was very deep but the bright red blood flow was very slow, Zhang Lingyun took out the hemostatic medicine he had just prepared, and gently sprinkled some on the wound on his arm, and the wound began to scab at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This situation made Zhang Lingyun, who had seen the big scene, also inspired, I didn't expect Baicaotang to be so powerful, and it could develop such a miraculous healing medicine, it seems that those remarks slandering Baicaotang are malicious rumors, I think some peers are secretly obstructing, wanting to eliminate this powerful competitor.

Zhang Lingyun handed the medicine he had tried to Situ Wan'er, then took out another medicine bottle, poured out a few drops of the medicine inside and poured a few drops on the scabbed wound, this time Zhang Lingyun's arm did not change in any way, but he could feel the warm feeling from the flesh and bones, thinking that this potion should be to treat muscle and bone damage.

"Could it be that Zhang Daoyou misunderstood the kindness of others!"

Situ Wan'er's tone was calm and did not have any panic, but there was a vicious gaze in her eyes staring at Zhang Yun, eager to step forward immediately to tear his broken mouth apart, Shizun has an old-fashioned personality and cares most about the reputation of Mount Emei, if it is confirmed that he is still caught playing tricks, he will be punished or confined very harshly when he is waiting for him.

Situ Wan'er always had an unsolved puzzle in her heart, when she made up her mind to make a move on Zhang Yun, for fear of leaving traces and causing trouble, the medicine she used was a treasure of foreign tribute, and it stands to reason that no one would know it, let alone how to crack or treat it, how did this Zhang Yun survive the Great Blood Collapse!

The use of either alone is a good medicine for healing, but at the same time, due to the mutual resistance of the medicinal properties, a special strange substance is produced, which makes the blood in the human body abnormally active, and it cannot coagulate and scab when the wound appears, causing a large amount of blood loss and finally death.

"It's getting late, let's rest after being too tired today!"

After receiving the healing medicine given by Zhang Yun, the expressionless Yue Shengyi turned around and left, feeling nauseous and sick to his stomach as if he had eaten a fly, but he couldn't vomit and suffocate abnormally.

I had heard Yue Qingqing and others say that they saw Zhang Yun for the first time, out of love and trust in their apprentices, Yue Shengyi did not corroborate this matter with the parties or find witnesses, but judging from Zhang Yun's frank gentlemanly demeanor just now, Situ Wan'er should have done something in the medicine.

Yue Shengyi was in a bottleneck for a long time and couldn't improve, but this secret was carefully protected by herself, even the senior sister in charge did not tell her, just when she was at a low point in her life, her beloved apprentice Zhao Wenwen actually reported a scandal of self-destruction of the future as a monster, so that Yue Shengyi lost a proud talking point, and she couldn't raise her head at all in Mount Emei.

The masters and sisters took out this matter from time to time to make fun of it, which made the Moon Holy Clothes who had doubled their cultivation almost go mad, although the later head of the sect issued a speech to ban the gossip in the mountain gate, but it still could not solve the stagnant cultivation realm of the Moon Holy Clothes.

It wasn't until he received Situ Wan'er's transmission note and learned of the existence of the spirit stone vein that Yue Shengyi suddenly understood the true meaning of 'the Heavenly Dao cycle and all things are born', and heaven and earth would treat every immortal cultivator fairly, and would never give up their children to fend for themselves.

This spirit stone vein is a gift from heaven and earth to him with the help of Zhang Yun, but it is a pity that his identity is too special, and the Moon Saint Yi cannot use the most simple and direct method to kill people and enjoy the fruits of victory immediately.

However, the most immortal cultivator is time, even if he can't establish a win-win relationship with Zhang Yun as soon as possible, but there are still four beautiful women like flowers and jades around him, I believe that any handsome and extraordinary teenager will have a good impression of them and want to continue to develop, Moon Shengyi only needs to create more opportunities now, and the rest of the things only need to be decided by time.

............

The cool mist flowed slowly in the gaps in the trees, the rising morning sun sprinkled wisps of golden light through the gaps in the leaves, the breeze came slowly, the crystal clear dew slowly slipped down the leaves, and the green grass gradually straightened its waist under the call of the morning light, and looked more verdant against the background of the rain and dew.

After a night's rest, Yue Qingying recovered the spiritual power in his body with the help of everyone, and Yue Qingfeng's internal injuries were almost recovered after taking a variety of elixirs, Zhang Lingyun and the others took advantage of the cool air of the early morning to fly towards the southeast again.

The moon saint clothes who received favors did not make things difficult for Zhang Yun along the way, although the speed of travel was not as good as on the first day, but the atmosphere around was surprisingly comfortable, as time slowly flowed, everyone saw a city in the distance, and everyone who didn't want to sleep in the open decided to stay here tonight to have a good rest.

The people who decided to keep a low profile walked to the direction of this Qingtian Mansion City, and found that there were more and more pedestrians on the road, during which many people talked about the annual 'Hundred Flowers Festival', which made Zhang Lingyun and others curious.

Although Qingtian Mansion was far from the center of power of the Qing Dynasty, due to the clever governance methods of local officials, it has changed from a depressed place that no one cares about to the huge scale with millions of floating population.

The neat guards at the gate simply checked everyone's identity credentials, and let them go without charging any customs clearance fees, which made Zhang Lingyun, who was slaughtered, a little uncomfortable, and followed everyone into Qingtian Mansion in a daze.

Magnificent buildings can be seen everywhere, even those ordinary houses, the materials used are quite exquisite, and the city is still bustling with traffic near dusk, showing a low-key luxury.

"There are a lot of immortal cultivators in this place!"

Yue Qingying sensed the faint fluctuations of spiritual power around her, which was very similar to those little junior sisters when she first entered Mount Emei, and consciously divided them into the ranks of beginner immortal cultivators.

"It stands to reason that such an outstanding place should attract many sects to recruit disciples, but ......?"

Yue Qingfeng looked at the gorgeous but ordinary streets around her, her eyes looked into the void in the distance, and she shrugged her shoulders helplessly with her hands outstretched, expressing both her doubts and curiosity.

"I just want everything to be on the good side,"

What amazed Zhang Lingyun the most was that the city was full of the aura of a monk, but there was no place around for spiritual energy to gather, and it really couldn't explain this contradictory and embarrassing scene.

If he had to give an answer, the first thing that Zhang Lingyun thought of was the oracle mentioned in the name of Huaguang Village, these people may have some kind of transaction with the 'Amaterasu God Sect', in exchange for some special cultivation methods, but I don't know what precious things they sacrificed!

"That inn in front looks good, Elder Yue~!"

Yue Qingqing was not interested in their conversation, and finally entered the town, if she couldn't eat a good meal and take a comfortable hot bath, Yue Qingqing would feel that her life was dim and lost the prosperity it should have.

After getting the acquiescence of Yue Shengyi, everyone hugged Situ Wan'er and came to the inn, Zhang Lingyun, as the only man on this trip, consciously humbled the girls to choose the guest room first.

"Little junior sister, I haven't taken a bath for three days, can you ask for a few upper rooms!"

Yue Qingying was the youngest existence among everyone, and with all everyone's expectations, she directly grabbed her boss Tu Wan'er's arm and began to be coquettish, hoping to take a comfortable rest.

Although Mount Emei is one of the birthplaces of Buddhism, there are tens of thousands of dignitaries and nobles who worship one after another every year, and can receive inexhaustible treasures, but these resources need to be evenly distributed by the head, of which sixty percent will be distributed to the major elders in the sect and various institutions in charge of the operation of Mount Emei.

The remaining thirty percent will set up a reward system, but anyone who completes the tasks released in the sect can get the corresponding rewards, and the last percent will be allocated by the head of the sect at will, and no one has ever dared to ask how to go specifically.

Yue Qingying and the others went down the mountain this time to send a mission from the master's gate, and there was no clear reward, so there was no so-called accommodation fee or meal money, if it weren't for Elder Yue and Situ Wan'er, the three of Yue Qingying would not have entered the town in principle at all, it was really because everyone's hands were limited!

"If it's nothing on weekdays, but Wan'er just participated in a trading event a few days ago, and I ask my senior sister to be considerate,"

Situ Wan'er took out the only remaining hundred taels of silver in the Qiankun bag, revealing a trace of embarrassment, and euphemistically rejected the unreasonable request of the senior sister, Situ Wan'er paid six standard rooms for two days and sixty taels of silver, wanting the master to have a good rest here, and he could also try to contact his father and ask him to send him some silver tickets as soon as possible.

"Shop, open room...... One of the best banquets on the next table!"

Zhang Lingyun looked at the backs of everyone going upstairs, and was very happy that no one took care of him, and invisibly saved a sum of money that no one would be grateful for, and happily proposed the best service to the store.

Looking at Xiao Er's diligent busyness, Zhang Lingyun couldn't help but sigh at the power of money, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity for the mortals in front of him, many people are busy all their lives just for a mouthful of food and clothing, and many people are born without lack of food and clothing, no matter what kind of person they are, they have their own dissatisfaction, and they want to get more even if they pay any price.

"The guest officer is here to participate in the 'Hundred Flowers Festival'!" Xiao Er looked at the guest officer stunned, and did not mean to reward himself, his eyes rolled and he took the initiative to speak, "I see that the beauties you brought are all top-notch existences, and you are sure to take this opportunity to win the immortal road!"

"What do you mean by that? Tell me more about the 'Hundred Flowers Festival'!"

Xiao Er's words successfully attracted Zhang Lingyun, who was worried about how to find the 'Amaterasu God Sect', but now it took the initiative to send it to the door, Zhang Lingyun casually took out fifty taels and put them on the table, sitting upright and waiting for the other party's answer.

"Guest officer, you are really a good person, this money is just enough for me to marry my daughter-in-law! haha, haha!"

Xiao Er put the silver ingot in his mouth and bit it down with moderate strength, and when he put it in his hand, an obvious tooth mark appeared, Xiao Er pinched his thigh in disbelief, and when he felt the sour pain, Xiao Er showed a happy smile on his face, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Lingyun three times.

Xiao Er looked at the young man's expressionless face and showed a trace of impatience in his eyes, and immediately restrained his smile and said obediently, "If you want to talk about this 'Hundred Flowers Festival', you have to start with our new county lord...... ”

Although Qingtian Mansion is backed by the mountains, it is impoverished because of the beasts in the mountains, and there will be mudslides from time to time and be poor, about six years The new county lord Gao Dezhi came to take office, this county lord was a Kunlun void immortal cultivator, this time he came to relieve the suffering of the people.

The county magistrate first led his subordinates to go up the mountain to plant trees, and used magic to make the saplings grow into towering trees in an instant, saying that this could be used to solve problems such as landslides and debris flows, and then spent a lot of money to start building and maintaining the infrastructure of Qingtian Mansion.

Under the unremitting efforts of the Gao County Prince, Qingtian Mansion began to prosper, and also ushered in the wandering Taoists who were looking for the Immortal Mansion everywhere, this 'Hundred Flowers Festival' is a way to screen disciples for the Taoist, and every year ten formal disciples and twenty outer disciples will be selected, but if they can be recognized by the Taoist, the woman's family will also get quite a generous reward.

The family of the selected woman can be opened by the Taoist master to open the spiritual vein, which can not only increase blessings and longevity but also enter the ranks of immortal cultivators, but unfortunately the identity of the Taoist master is a female cultivator, and the disciples only recognize the young girls with outstanding appearance.

"I probably understand, but I don't know where to go if I want to sign up?"

After listening to Xiao Er's introduction, Zhang Lingyun's first thought was Gao Laosan, who had a relationship with one side, after all, the name of Kunlun Xuan was too loud, and it was difficult for people not to think about it, but the identity of the female cultivator broke his guess, making this person's identity fall into the unknown again.

One thing Zhang Lingyun can be sure of is that there should be some kind of connection between this Taoist master and the 'Amaterasu God Sect', it can be seen from his own battle with the 'Water Monster', but all high-level 'Water Monsters' are women, although he doesn't know the reason for this, but no sect will recruit so many disciples at one time.

Although immortal cultivators have plenty of time, they can't be squandered at will, and only by striving for perfection will they not waste everyone's time, so as to cultivate better talents.

"Our Taoist master is humble and doesn't have so many rules, as long as you are interested in participating, you only need to take your female companion three days later and go directly to the 'Hundred Flowers View' on the mountain,"

Xiao Er looked at the boy as if he was in deep thought again, carefully recalled what he had just said, and felt that everything was clear, so he kowtowed again and got up and left, leaving the young man alone in a daze.

"Large-scale audition!"

It was the first time Zhang Lingyun had heard of such a novel activity, and looking at the empty room, there was no one to talk to, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness.

The more people get in this life, the more they are afraid of losing, but there are a few people who know how to cherish every day of the present, and endless greed has created the ugliness of human nature, which may be why the 'Amaterasu Cult' has an opportunity to erode people's good souls a little bit.

Zhang Lingyun thought about it again and again, but still felt that he had to have his own talent to rest assured, and decided to find a thousand-faced sand cat to discuss, after all, the sand cat with an advantage in appearance and figure was much more reliable than those stupid Dao aunts.

Zhang Lingyun held his breath and gradually entered the realm of selflessness, and his soul followed the spiritual power to the deepest part of his mind--- the sea of knowledge, and came to this dreamlike world again, Zhang Lingyun was still a little unable to adapt, and the ethereal feeling was like a shadow.

"Brother Lingyun, Xiaohuo misses you!"

Xiao Huo, who was joking with everyone, seemed to smell a particularly familiar smell, threw away the chicken leg in his hand and ran in the direction of Zhang Lingyun in three steps and two steps.