A few people in front of the door, their faces were a little pale, as if they were very frightened, and when they saw Churchward who opened the door, they knelt on the ground, clasped their hands into fists, and said, "Mr. Church, the painting in the house has moved." ”

"How can the painting move before the cold comes?" replied Churchill with a calm face.

They said with difficulty: "There is a corner missing from the painting, and a ..... is missing from it."

"One what?" asked Churchill.

"Wind silkworms. Several people said cautiously.

The old monk in the courtyard walked out, and Li Shuishan on the side listened sideways, but he didn't hear anything. Seeing Churchill walking into the courtyard, he pulled a stone sword from the chess game with a double fish coiled around it, and said to the old monk: "Take care of Xiao Xing'er, I will go back when I go." ”

Qianshan Daoren and Li Shuishan stood in the courtyard, and when they saw Mr. Churchill looking back, they said, "You two come with me!"

He and the Qianshan Dao people looked at each other, leaving the donkey in the ground, and the old monk saw her crying on the ground very reluctantly, and was very helpless. Watching Li Shuishan and the Qianshan Dao people step on the floating dust, close behind Mr. Church. Xiao Xing'er pulled the donkey's tail tightly and said, "Old monk and grandfather, take me too." Otherwise, I'm bored here. ”

The old monk shook his head and looked at her calmly.

Xiao Xing'er walked up to him and tugged at the corner of his clothes, pouting, blinking his eyes, and the old monk half-squinted, still stubbornly shaking his head.

When she opened her eyes wide again, Xiao Xing'er slapped her ass on the donkey, pulled the reins, and pulled it to soar into the clouds. It was too difficult to rush up with a smoke, leaving the old monk who was still closing his ears and not listening, and when he felt that there was no movement around him, he saw a blue cloud in the sky, a small donkey on it, and a little girl in a jacket.

His big teeth were almost frightened, and as he spoke, he stepped on a green cloud, flew into the sky, and shouted in his mouth: "Little apricot." Don't mess around, watch out for your grandpa hitting you. ”

.........

Mr. Churchey held the stone sword in his hand, clasped his backhand behind his back, and his eyes were like two instruments, staring at the crowd underground.

The busy crowd below, seeing an elegant old man in the sky, followed by a woman and a few men, didn't particularly care, a few people sat at a table, holding a small wine jug in their hands, tasting wine together, and the old man who was still thinking about it here had two pieces of fat on his body and a very hard chassis. The people snorted and served another pot of wine, slapping the table and shouting. The old man who sold wine scolded: "There is only so little wine a year, even if you have spirit stones in your hand, I won't sell it." ”

Several people came over angrily, and saw him sitting at the table, holding a transparent spirit stone in his hand, inhaling it in his nose, and slowly exhaling a mouthful of dirty exhaust gas. This spirit stone is not very common in the world, it is generally hidden in the deep mountains, and there are many types of divisions, three points in yin and yang, and the neutral one is generally excavated out, and the aura in the world is condensed, but there are very few extremely pure, and there is no one in ten thousand pure essences. Yang stone is that all things are transformed by sunlight, and yin stone is transformed by moonlight. When the daylight is approaching, all things are revived, and when we see a light of heaven and earth, this ice water becomes qi, and all evils are avoided; when the moonlight is approaching, there are tengu eating the moon that night, and the crescent moon is smiling, and the evil spirits in the underground are rampant, devouring all things, and the evil fire is showing its minions.

Only one person came with a peachwood sword in his hand and tread water, devouring the sun stone in the wind, and the three fires were vigorous, all the way to the night sneaky.

Only the great supernatural powers in the world step on the stars, pick the moon with their bare hands, prevent the fire moon, and the evil moon shows a smiling face.

Usually in ordinary people's homes, the children's mothers are brightly lit and can't sleep all night.

Mr. Church, who was holding his sword behind his back in the sky, exuded his breath all the way, and the people below him knelt on the ground. Until the few people who were arguing saw the old man in the sky and the group behind him, the spirit stone trembled and crumbled into pieces, and the few people in the back saw the big man selling wine shaking his body, looked up, and then knelt on the ground, and muttered: "It turned out to be Church, the master of the main hall, Church, the legend is to conceal his own cultivation, Xiaodao said, stepped into the realm of Taoism, can be compared to the little boy of the underworld, in this nameless city casually pointed to kill." ”

"Who is he looking for now, or is he going to deal with something?"

"Don't look into his eyes again, otherwise you won't be able to keep your cultivation and collapse your cultivation. ”

"The water in the pool, as well as the creatures who have been lonely for too long, can't bear their own hearts, and want to follow that senior out of the nameless city and out of the seal. You say, one day we'll see him fight against the two stars in the sky, and we'll see that terrible axe?

Those are two things of legend. ”

"Yes. Several of them knelt on the ground, not daring to look up, until Mr. Churchill was far away, and the sharp gaze in the sky disappeared.

Behind the Qianshan Daoist took Li Shuishan to step on the floating dust, slowly followed, they were shocked, saw the ghost mansion master, and exclaimed: "A few days ago, I saw the ghost mansion change, and I thought it had changed its appearance, and the mansion owner had also changed." Unexpectedly, he was alive and well, without the slightest abnormality. I still remember that the lord of the Yang Mansion also went, holding a red tassel spear in his hand, estimated to be ......"

A few people couldn't help but sigh, as if their talents were mediocre, they would never step into them for the rest of their lives.

Squinting their eyes and seeing the shadow of a young man behind them, several people widened their eyes, "Although the nameless city lacks aura, how mortals step into it is the taste of newcomers." Did the qualifications for this step change so quickly? Didn't the old ancestor tree who wanted eyes see people? Greedily asked for a mortal's eyes. ”

He rolled his eyes and muttered, "Perhaps, what's so good about him?"

He pinched his palms, sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched his fingers, stained a little blood on the tip of his tongue, and then closed his eyes and meditated, his hair quietly puffed up, as if caused by static electricity, his hands pinched out a bloody water, pressed it on his eyebrows, he took a deep breath, and opened his eyes suddenly, "It doesn't count." But the sky and water are rampant, the underground illusory interface is about to be replaced, and this old ancestral tree is about to rain in the water. But it doesn't go down to my head, it's something. ”

He took out a few spirit stones distressedly, stuffed them into his mouth, and said with a smile: "A little mortal magic may help me take a look at what is next." Even if your mind is damaged, you are not afraid. ”

A small stream was sucked between him, and on it jumped a small fish, the size of his little fingernails, whose tail was aimed at his palm, swimming wildly, and some monks who did not accept this method. Between heaven and earth, only the half-immortals in the mortal world look at the world in their own eyes and spy on the facts of all things, but they don't say anything about it, so as not to suffer the curse of heaven and let their life plummet.

Attract wind and rain, and drive away the gods through the darkness (this is not the Yellow Spring seen by the monks, but belongs to the mortal world, there are ancient gods who have destroyed their souls, and the Yellow Spring water of the monks has irrigated their magic weapons, forming a Yellow Spring that can be reincarnated in one day; the gods are just some little monsters, mountain gods, and there is no big harm.) There will be a follow-up. ), spells please immortals (immortals refer to monks, some monks with faith provide telekinesis. Of course, some half-immortals can also build temples to absorb mental power after death, reincarnate and retain the mind), star number rune water (with the help of divine calculations, night observation of the sky; talisman casting) .......

When he closed his eyes, the little fish suddenly turned over and died.

The man didn't wake up either.

Mr. Churchey looked around a few times, and the two instruments on the stone sword turned, and as he left a few people, he stood in front of him and sniffed a few breaths, "Let's go!

Qianshan Daoist frowned and just arrived, and said a few words: "Do you want to go and see the Ethereal Hall together?"

Li Shuishan responded: "Extremely willing!"

.........

Yin and Yang ghosts and gods, the five factions of the ethereal painting school, are really a mysterious sign, ethereal and independent, and the weakest of the other four mansions is the ghost mansion. Ghost is a kind of existence of heaven and earth that is separated from the body, and it is said that people have souls and are accepted by Huangquan, and those who do not accept them become ghosts. Demon gods or not, everything depends on their own race. In the whole world, the paths are different, there are hundreds of ghosts walking at night, crying and laughing, marrying demon girls, ghost girls as wives, and falling into heaven's curse.

Some people choose to suppress ghosts and lead them to heaven, and their hearts must be right, and some people use ghosts to cultivate the Tao and destroy their souls and become immortals.

The Ethereal School of Painting is based on what Mr. Churchey said, leading his paintings to be dissatisfied and want to explore that magical power, but unfortunately the mystery is also the characteristic of that thing, all cultivators will stop pursuing the Tao because of the lack of mind, but all things are born, although people die, all things are reincarnated.

Li Shuishan was different and unconventional as the group stepped down on the delicacy in front of them.

A clear spring flows, calligraphy and painting decoration like the courtyard of the high gate, here there is the sound of golden cicadas into the ears, planted a few tall elm trees, relying on the wind, water droplets fall on the tentacles of Zen like hats, when thirsty you can take a sip. That old well is full of poems full of deep meaning:

Draw water from the well and quench your thirst.

Everything is unique to me, and it is a passerby.

A sentence of meditation is so exquisite, looking at the flowers, listening to the cicadas, is also one

It's so exquisite, when I saw a white-faced scholar, I really walked up to Mr. Churchill with small steps, clasped his hands and bowed, and said, "See Sun Moon Hall, Mr. Church." ”

"Tell me carefully. He didn't sit idle, looking at the scenery around him, as if he hadn't been here in a long time. There was a dragon's chant coming out of the water of the well, and an iron cable hung on it, pulling a huge foundation on the side, and wrapping it around an old locust tree. After the Qianshan Daoist took Li Shuishan to the ground, he stood on a clear stone road and said: "The place of the Ethereal Painting Institute is well chosen, why they are independent of the other four prefectures, there are many reasons.

One of them is that this place is the Ethereal Hall, and the largest natural well in Nameless City was selected, and the soul of a true water dragon was locked in it, and this iron cable locked his soul root, which was used to enhance the strength of this faction and increase its transportation capacity. At that time, they sent hundreds of people in at the same time, which could be defended and attacked.

Mr. Churchey was able to be here because of the area he chose, which was to cover the sky with one hand and eradicate a large monster. Because he likes to be alone, loves purity, and has extraordinary strength, he created his own Sun Moon Hall, and sat alone on the empty mountain like me. He is different from me, I don't cause trouble, good and evil are separated, not many people covet my things, I don't have anything I can take out except Xuanyin. And his cultivation of the Dao Transformation Realm blocked the way out of the demon clan, but I don't know why?"

Second, the Ethereal School was renamed by Churchey, originally known as Death Valley. In order to exempt those with evil intentions, he set up a mental trick and sealed many people. Demons and gods are together, and now only Mr. Churchey knows where and who it is, and this faction is a bridge to communicate with other people to walk out of this place together, so you must not be careful. ”

Li Shui has a trace of understanding.

But as soon as I talked about monsters, I remembered the old black catfish under the waterfall, and swallowed the big loach and the fallen carp with its mouth wide open.

The man said to Mr. Churchey, "In the painting there was a wind blowing and blowing open, and in it there was a woman, a barefoot and faceless man, with a stone knife in her hand, like an ancient thing. The gust of wind blew, and the wind silkworm was broken in one corner, turned into a human form and ran away. I haven't seen this painting before, but I just happened to take a look at it. ”

"Did you see?" asked Mr. Church.

He nodded.

Qianshan Daoren casually raised a spell, threw out a black chess piece in his sleeve, and as the cuff moved again, a white chess piece fell and was generously held in the palm of his hand. The black chess piece landed on the center of his eyebrows, and he raised the white chess piece and pressed it in it, and the yin and yang fish jumped in an instant. The man, who was originally fine, had bloodshot eyes and was pulled up, and a kitten jumped out of his eye, saw the fish, and licked his tongue hungrily.

The stone sword that Mr. Churchey was clasped in his back and he picked it up, and a sword light flickered, and the kitten was cut in half.

Seeing that the man's eyes returned to normal, and a mouthful of foam came out of his mouth, he stood up and bowed his head in shame at Mr. Church.

Mr. Churchey did not blame him, and said, "This thing has existed since the advent of modern people, but it has been sealed and guarded here by me and the people before me. I've sealed it so that none of you can approach it, because it's very dangerous, and if you're not careful, you can lose your life. It's better if one person dies, it's like a plague in the mortal world, an out-and-out evil thing, that will kill you all. The wind silkworm that ran out now doesn't know what the prototype is. I'll be at ease here in a few days, and I'll know if there's anything going on. ”

"But what you have to go, you have to look for. ”

The man listened and withdrew.

Qianshan Daoren came to him with Li Shuishan, and said ashamedly: "Although Mr. Churchill said that he wanted us to come together, he didn't know what to do?"

Mr. Churchey said, "I want you to guard this place with me." ”

Li Shuishan's eyes widened, and he saw the Qianshan Daoist smiling, this was like a wonderful opportunity, and it was also a great opportunity to be with Mr. Churchill, who was extremely strong in cultivating here, for a few days. Others who have stepped through the threshold and smoothed their shoes may not get such an opportunity. Qianshan Daoren himself took the initiative to say goodbye: "I will take the first step and talk to Mr. Church. ”

He walked away alone.

The sound of a donkey came, and a little girl came grinning, followed by a bald old donkey who was scolding, and said, "My aunt!"

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