He left Huangfengling and flew straight to the northeast, looking for the location of the Wuzhuang Temple.

And since passing through the Yellow Wind Ridge, most of the spiritual mountains encountered along the way are surrounded by auspicious clouds, as if there are moral true immortals living there.

Qingluo guessed that this was the effect of Zhen Yuanzi preaching the Great Dao with his own Taoism! Influence the Taoist heart, sing the praises of the Yellow Court, cultivate the Tao and cultivate virtues, and influence the monks of one side.

Along the way, although there were many poor mountains and bad waters, and places where demons and demons were chaotic, he found that there were fewer and fewer places with rich spiritual energy, which was more and more in line with the image of barren spiritual energy in the West.

But when he flew to Wanshou Mountain for several years, he maliciously guessed that it was Zhen Yuanzi who transferred all the Western spiritual veins to his Wanshou Mountain with a letter of use.

Because this Wanshou Mountain shocked Qingluo too much! Beauty, immortality, strangeness, and male are all incomparable to the mountains he has seen.

I saw that the mountains were extremely high, and the general trend was magnificent. The roots are connected to the earth veins, and the top is in the middle of the sky. Every time the white crane comes to perch on the cypress, the ape hangs the vine when it is re-hung. The sun reflects the clear forest, thousands of red mist surround each other, and the wind is gloomy, fluttering thousands of colorful clouds. ...... (If you are interested, you can read the twenty-fourth chapter of Journey to the West.) I don't like to copy all the books, so I apologize for occasional reference. ）

To put it bluntly, it is tall and majestic, and you can't see the top of the mountain, and you can't see the edge of the mountain. He felt taller than Mount Everest, and although he hadn't seen it, it was estimated to be 10,000 meters tall.

There are cranes on the mountain that sing for a long time, flying over the ancient pines, the white mist is ethereal, and the fairy spirit is full.

Moreover, the scenery on this mountain is not only beautiful, rare, simple and old, but also has a quiet and natural, casual artistic conception, and it is generous and broad, good and solemn.

In his previous life, he would not have believed in such a miracle at all. How is it possible for a mountain to exude a human-like atmosphere?

But now I really feel it! I really believe in this feeling! I can't help but value Zhen Yuanzi a little more. He once thought that Zhen Yuanzi was a person with great magical powers, but he was just escaping from the world and even a little weak.

His friend Hongyun was harmed by Kunpeng and Styx and lost the opportunity to become holy, and his companion spirit treasure was calculated by the saint to damage the root, so he didn't make any big moves.

But Qingluo had already repositioned Zhen Yuanzi at this time, and it was unfathomable! With this aura that Qingluo had never felt, he was sure.

Qingluo became more and more cautious, and his attitude became more and more respectful. When he was a hundred miles away from the mountain, he went down from the clouds and walked on foot as a sign of respect.

Although it is walking, it is already a golden immortal after all. The distance of 100 miles took only half a day to reach the front of the mountain.

However, as soon as he arrived in front of the mountain, this meeting stunned him again!

I saw that there were more than 100 monks in mixed clothes in front of the mountain gate, cultivating different heights and temperaments, sitting or standing, or talking, making Qingluo feel like a tea art conversation!

Qingluo watched in amazement as they sat on both sides of the mountain gate, making way for the Wuzhuang Temple on the mountain. But no one went up the mountain.

He looked around and found a boy from the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and after making a salute, he said: "The little Taoist is polite, the poor Dao Qing is a Daoist, I have some questions, I wonder if the little Taoist can solve my doubts?"

As soon as Dao Tong saw that Qingluo's cultivation was higher than him, he immediately replied respectfully: "Dao Chang is very polite, he is just a boy below, so he should not be called so." If you have any questions, just ask. I have been here several times with my family chief, and I have some understanding of these five villages. ”

Qingluo listened to it, and thanked the boy with some joy before raising questions. Qingluo knows that when you ask for someone, no matter the other party's status, you must leave a good impression on the other party, and the other party will be able to give you what you want, or even more.

Qingluo asked softly: "Little Daoist, do you know why there are so many Daoists sitting here, why don't you go up the mountain?"

Dao Tong said with a smile: "It's the first time for the Taoist to come to Wuzhuang Temple! Most of the people who don't know the rules of Wuzhuang Temple are outsiders, and it's the first time to come." ”

Qingluo replied with a sincere face: "The little Taoist is as wise as a torch, I am indeed the first time to come, so I also ask the little Taoist to give advice!"

Seeing Qingluo's courtesy, that Dao Tong was anxious, waved his hand and said that he didn't dare.

Then, after a pause, he slowly spoke: "This Wuzhuang Temple is the mountain gate where Zhenyuan Daxian lives, and Zhenyuan Daxian usually preaches Taoism every thousand years. I heard my family chief say, what Zixiao Palace has Zhenyuan Daxian been to, and what are the three thousand Hongchen guests. ”

Qing Luo was taken aback, when the Dao Ancestor preached, a calamity has passed, and there are very few people who know it, and this day fairy boy also knows?

And the Dao boy seemed to know that he had missed his mouth, so he suddenly stopped talking and stopped talking.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Qingluo asked, "Then I don't know which Great Immortal Elder Guishan is?"

As soon as Dao Tong heard that his own Dao Elder was mentioned, he said with admiration on his face: "My Dao Chief, whose name is Baoshan Sanren, is a powerful immortal in the famous Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm in the vicinity for millions of miles!"

As soon as Qingluo heard about Taiyi Golden Immortal, he guessed that it might be a person who had lived for a long time, after all, Taiyi Realm could live forever and live with heaven and earth!

After he was amazed, he concentrated on asking Dao Tong for advice, and finally understood the reason, but he also regretted that he couldn't come early.

Because Zhenyuan Daxian only preaches the Great Dao once every thousand years. However, the name of Zhenyuan Daxian was widely spread in the western part of the flood wilderness.

Every time more and more people come, they can't sit in the Wuzhuang Temple, so they can only sit on the mountain road leading to the Wuzhuang Temple. Later, the number of people who listened to the sermon continued to increase, and it was difficult to find one on the mountain road. Zhenyuan Daxian set up another magic array, and only those who passed the spiritual test could enter the mountain to listen to the Tao.

And most of them are people with pure hearts and pure intentions, and the formation set up by Zhenyuan Daxian is only to stop the fierce and evil, and they will naturally pass through.

Although there are fewer people, once they pass through the large array in advance, they can occupy a good seat earlier. When listening to the sermon, there is still a big gap between the front and back positions of the seats. Those in the front row are closer to the preacher, and the Tao is naturally heard clearly, and the true meaning of the Tao is pure.

Those who are seated in the back row, although they can be heard through the method of sound transmission and amplification, but after the transmission of the sound, it is affected by the external forces of heaven and earth, so naturally there is no better effect of the seat in the front!

And once the lecture is over for a hundred years, Zhenyuan Daxian will close the mountain gate and prevent outsiders from entering Wanshou Mountain.

Therefore, in order to grab a good seat when the great immortal opens the mountain, so that it is convenient to listen to the sermon, some immortals will stay at the foot of the mountain, or some immortals will not be able to come here in person because of other things, so they will send some Taoist children to replace them, and when it is time to listen to the sermon, they will come to listen to the sermon again.

Due to the power of Zhenyuan Daxian, there is no danger of killing and losing body damage within a radius of thousands of miles, and it is very suitable for some weak monks to survive, so this Wanshou Mountain is often crowded with people, and all cultivators gather.

But Qingluo feels as if he is occupying a place in the library of the university, and the cultivation has also cultivated a bit of learning!

He was very helpless, but what made him even more helpless was that at this time, Zhenyuan Daxian had just finished preaching for a hundred years, and the next sermon would take nine hundred years.

And he has no identity background, so naturally he will not be treated specially. If Qingluo wants to hear the sermon, he can only wait here for nine hundred years. But he didn't want to spend that much time here.

Qingluo left Wanshou Mountain full of disappointment and began to fly towards the eastern part of the flood wilderness, looking for a way.

He has been in this business for more than 30 years. Although his speed is not very fast, he has been flying for twenty or thirty years, and this distance can fly thousands of times around the earth's equator!

Qingluo's journey is not very dangerous, but the fortune is also much worse. I have encountered a lot of natural treasures, but most of them have owners.

The owners of those good babies are naturally extremely strong, and Qingluo doesn't dare to mess with them. And the weak, the hidden treasure he can't look down on.

Therefore, I have not gained much along the way.

But on this day, he suddenly saw a vast forest, boundless, verdant and verdant, and there must have been many spiritual things in it.

He planned to take a closer look, but before he could lower the clouds, he suddenly felt a strong law of earth coming from the east, and it was mixed with the breath of innate things.

After Qingluo sensed it, he hurriedly turned around and drove away. Innate things, but it's rare to see!

After traveling for hundreds of miles, I saw a yellow desert of sixty or seventy miles suddenly appear in the forest. On one side, the green trees are lush and dense, and the yellow sand is desolate and desert.

This piece of dry yellow desert, although it has a strong aura of earth attributes, but also has a trace of dead silence.

But Qingluo didn't care about this, his gaze was dead on a little yellow aura in the middle of the desert.

Fang Cai's innate qi came from this group of spiritual light! Looking at its spiritual rhyme, it seems that it is not like a magic weapon, but it is an extremely rare innate earth spirit in this heaven and earth. It has a strong law of the soil and the true meaning of the soil.

This innate earth spirit can be said to be a treasure that all earth-attribute cultivators crave a lot, with this thing, not only can cultivation get twice the result with half the effort, but also comprehending the law of earth or refining magic weapons is excellent!

Although Qingluo is not a cultivator of the earth genus, for him, this thing is also related to the path. If the way he cultivates is really related to the five elements, then this group of innate earth spirits is an excellent cultivation of comprehension, or a refining thing, maybe a collection of the five elements of the innate things, just like in the novel, come to the top of the three flowers, the five qi dynasty!

Qingluo held back his excitement and hurriedly fell down from the clouds, running towards the innate earth spirit.

But he had just walked a few steps, and the scene of the clam demon girl plotting against him with colored beads suddenly appeared in his heart, and he panicked in his heart, this was actually a whim!

The higher the cultivation, the more sensitive you are to things related to yourself. And this whim can be said to be one of the more accurate inductions among many inductions.

What it represents is generally either a great joy or a great disaster!

Qingluo instantly thought that this was a trap! As soon as he walked to the body not far from the desert, he quickly retreated.

However, as soon as he reached the edge of the desert, the whole desert suddenly glowed with a burst of yellow light, covering the entire desert.

And Qingluo also crashed headlong into the light mask at the edge of the desert.

He didn't care about the pain on his head, and hurriedly released the Nine Xuan Diagram and turned into nine pieces, and the light flowed to protect his whole body.

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