The outstanding people of the younger generation in the Youxian Club are all out of the elite. Yin Gaocen, Xuan Miaoyan and Long Xiaopeng themselves all have real people behind them. Counting the dwarf Lei Gong, the gourd Taoist priest and others, almost all the rising stars, the next generation of elites are trapped in the poisonous dragon stream, even if the old man with a dry heart comes in person, it is not surprising.

"The others don't say it, but if Master knew, he would definitely come looking for me. If...... When Tang Tang and Liuren get the news, most of them will come immediately. ”

There has been a great change in Changshan, and the cultivators of the five factions and six countries in the Longshan Region, the surrounding Liuhua River, Gasha Shamen Mountain, and even the Python Poison Mountain and other farther places will rush to come when they get the news.

When the time comes, it will be mixed.

Not to mention these people, even if he bumps into other people, he may not be able to protect Zhang Yanzhou.

The great disciple of the Mountain Sect sounds majestic. But with his identity, there are many people who want to kill him when they have the opportunity.

Except in the direction of Changshan, there are no high mountains nearby, only plains and some low hills.

Long Xiaopeng circled the sky and found a cave on a shrub-covered hill. Reach out and unleash the flames and clear the cave.

Then put down the sleeping Zhang Yan, let him lie flat on the ground, carved a line of text next to him, looked at Zhang Yan, and prayed in his mouth: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, I hope you have God's blessing in the dark and help me meet someone who can help me as soon as possible." Otherwise, the little brother can't help it!"

After saying that, he was still not at ease, and several talismans flew out of his hands, hit the ground, and laid down simple protective and concealment formations. I also made some cover for the entrance of the cave, and used weeds and shrubs to cover the narrow hole entrance, so that I could fly into the sky with confidence.

The clear sky was full of brilliance, and from time to time, the light of a flying sword streaked across the sky. Let the residents on the ground enjoy the originally rare scene of flying swords in the clear sky.

Groups of monks rushed to the direction of Changshan.

As soon as he made a cup of tea, Long Xiaopeng met more than ten cultivators who rushed to Changshan to hunt for treasures and join in the fun. However, most of them are scattered cultivators, as well as offerings to Sankun and Sangqing. There are no masters of the five factions of Longshan, and there are no talents who can help.

Looking back, there was black smoke and white gas in the direction of Changshan, and the flames were soaring into the sky. Black, white, and red exploded one after another, filling the lower half of the sky.

On the upper heavenly dome, the four Jindan legal domains reflect each other, competing with each other. For the time being, there is not enough weight to intervene in the four-person battle.

"There are already a lot of monks nearby, but where should I find someone?"

Long Xiaopeng looked around, the first group of cultivators to arrive, no one dared to approach within a hundred miles of Changshan, close to the battle circle of Jindan Zhenren, and they were all far away from the legal domain where the four of them interfered with each other.

"The masters of the Longshan Region are coming, and they must be from the direction of Fuhua and Shanyang. Making a judgment in his heart, Long Xiaopeng turned his flying sword and flew in the direction of Shanyang Prefecture City, which was closer to the center of the Longshan region.

More than half an hour passed, and the cultivators who arrived saw a lot of him, knew him, or knew a lot of him. But they are all monks who happen to be nearby, see the changes in Changshan, think that a treasure will be born, or want to pick up corpses and take the opportunity to make a profit, and fish in troubled waters.

Most of them are trash fish that do not enter the stream.

There are not many cultivators who are stronger than his own, let alone be able to help Zhang Yan's injuries.

"I'm afraid Brother Zhang's situation won't last long!" The injuries on his body are not enough, and the sequelae of using the "Never-Ending Sword" must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Long Xiaopeng was born and grew up in Longshan, and he was familiar with the five sects of Longshan except for the secret and unrevealed mastery, and he also knew a little about the desperate tricks of the Mountain Sect.

Because I know, I am anxious.

"I really can't care about it, so I can only go to the local government of Shanyang Prefecture!"

Although there is no strict correspondence between the six countries and the five factions in the Longshan region, there are still distant relatives according to the distance and the depth of feelings.

Sankun Kingdom Yu Dynasty, because Chunmingmen is in the five major factions, closest to the capital Yemaga Tower, has always been extremely flattering to Chunmingmen, and worked hard. And because the contemporary lord Yu Zhesheng once studied art in Genli Mountain, he is also quite close to Genli Mountain.

On the New Year's Festival, the tributes sent to the mountain and Genli mountain fire and earth halls are always more than those sent to the other three factions. It is also the two factions of Chunming and Genli that have the greatest influence in the Sankun Kingdom.

In a world dominated by the Immortal Cultivation Sect, it is difficult to say that one government and one county are located, and the government of a state must have a way to quickly transmit information to the imperial court. The royal families of the six countries can all contact the high-level leaders of the Five Great Immortal Sects.

Normally, with Zhang Yan's identity, once the news of his serious injury and urgent need for treatment reaches the Sankun Imperial Court, no one will dare to take it lightly. Inform the Shan Sect that within a few hours, a master will arrive, and there will be no responsibility for him at that time.

But Long Xiaopeng is not in vain in the Immortal Club.

The open and secret struggle between the five factions of Longshan and the gap between the five factions and the six countries are the foundation for the Youxian Society to gain a foothold and develop and grow. As the leader of the second generation of monks of the Wandering Immortal Society, how could he not know?

Wanshan Conference, Lotus Porridge Banquet, Zhang Yan, who had killed the ghost hand Demon Qin Yu Peiyu on Biyue Lake not long ago, had already emerged and become the de facto first person among the Jiazi cultivators!

can kill him quietly, and in the next Jiazi, the Shan Sect will suffer a serious blow after a few decades.

Will Sankun Yu take a risk?

Even if the Yu clan is not tempted, will the Chunming and Genli factions who got the news take the opportunity to attack? As long as they use the power lurking in the territory of the Sankun Kingdom, they can get rid of future competitors without knowing it. After that, it's easy to push it all away.

As a last resort, Long Xiaopeng will not choose this news channel.

He flew all the way to the sword until he approached the city of Shanyang Prefecture, and there was still no man from the Edgeworth Mountain Sect who could talk. Occasionally, I see one or two, either the outer door, or the name. Although these peripheral disciples of the previous generation who have already become teachers still have to rely on the mountain to survive, their reliability is much worse, and they may not even have a way to directly contact the sect.

Although compared to Long Xiaopeng himself and Zhang Yan and others, these disciples of the mountain have cultivated one more Jiazi, and Long Xiaopeng really doesn't look down on their cultivation skills. simply flew by, ignoring them.

There is a dense building in front, and in the center of the city gate that is almost two zhang high, the word "water ancient" is engraved, which is the ancient water city, the capital of Shanyang Prefecture in the Sankun country.

The city and the city are bustling, the cars and horses are like dragons, a prosperous scene.

Flying twice around the ancient city of water, his eyes fell on a Taoist temple on a hill on the outskirts of the western part of the city, and Long Xiaopeng was overjoyed. Among the pines and cypresses, a white wall and blue tiles, and the glass on the top of the hall reflects the sunlight and glows with a piece of gold.

From the slope of the mountain to the top of the mountain, on the path more than three miles long, there are five layers of walls and five halls. After the largest main hall, in front of the penultimate hall, a dragon head with sharp teeth held up a tall stone monument. The dragon flies and the phoenix dance on the stele, and there is a cursive "Dao" character engraved.

This word can be said to be the common symbol of all the sects of the Xuantian Sect and even the Xuantian Sect. It is said that it was still written on a mountain wall by the distant ancestor of Xuantian Sect Yaozun. It was accidentally discovered by the patriarch of the Creation School in the deep mountains, and he faced the wall for ten years, thus creating a lineage of Xuantian Sect.

Later generations of disciples, when they are independent, will rub a piece of Taoism and take it away.

Yangxian - Shuiyun - Iron Mountain - Jishan all retain this primitive custom. Of course, only Yangxian Pavilion can get the rubbing of the original stone wall. The Taoist stele of Shuiyun Mountain comes from the copy of the rubbing of Yangxian Pavilion, and the word "Dao" of Tieshan and Jishan is copied again from the replica of Shuiyun Mountain.

The word "Dao", which is reproduced in the Taoist temple and made people worship publicly, has been reprinted at least six or seven times.

Every time it is copied, the rhyme conveyed in the word "Dao" will be attenuated a lot. After three times, it was basically an ordinary text, which could not make people understand anything, but it became a general symbol for the lower-level sects of Xuantian Sect to open peripheral Taoist temples.

Usually, the outer Taoist temples of the Xuantian Sect will erect a stone tablet of Taoist characters outside the ancestral hall, which is regarded as the ancestral relic for people to admire.

In the territory of Longshan, the only one who will erect a Taoist monument in the Taoist temple is the Shan Sect!

"There is actually a stronghold of the Shan Sect here!" "There must be a communication circle in the stronghold of the Shan Sect that directly connects with the mountain, and it is more trustworthy than borrowing the channels of the Sankun Kingdom.

Long Xiaopeng was overjoyed in his heart, lowered the broad tiger, and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

Those who cultivate immortals are somewhat taboo. Strictly speaking, he is also a member of the Taoist lineage, and he also wants to worship the Sanqing Patriarch. It is not very necessary, how dare you leap from the top of the palace dedicated to the Three Qings, the Four Emperors, and the Three Officials?

Even the immortals of the spirit officials and the ancestors of the Xuantian lineage may not be able to manifest their spirits.

In this series of halls where incense is offered, only the ancestor of the mountain who directly founded the mountain sect can be sure that he is dead.

"Nanshan Temple?" Standing in front of the closed mountain gate of the Taoist temple, Long Xiaopeng knocked on the door knocker.

"Closed today! No pilgrims!"

After a long time, there was an angry voice, which came from afar and roared behind the door.

Long Xiaopeng frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, a pillar of light rushed out of his palm and hit the gate of Daoguan Mountain.

"Great Return to the Yuan Palm!" Although it is said that one person teaches a kind of exercise, when Gu Tongtian instructed, he never avoided others. didn't get the original cheats, from the dialogue between Gu and Xu, and repeated demonstrations, Long Xiaopeng also probably figured out this technique, and restored seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

He worships God, not a disciple of the Taoist temple.

Two heavy wooden doors flew in.

Before he made a move, he estimated that the flying wooden door was just right, and smashed it at the person who spoke, so that the person could not hide.

There was a cry of pain in the door.

Long Xiaopeng smiled, strode across the threshold, and walked into the mountain gate. I didn't look at the little monk who was still attached to the door panel with a little bit of his true yuan attached, and was overwhelmed to the ground. Walk to the front of the shrine and apologize to the door god and the land inspector who are enshrined in the mountain gate: "Two gods, don't blame for offending!"

Then he turned his head to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest who had just struggled out from under the door panel, wearing a Taoist robe.

Looking at his appearance, he is no longer young, and his cultivation has only just broken away from his strong body.

"There is still such waste material in the Mountain Sect, just with this appearance, you can't enter the door, right?" Long Xiaopeng felt strange in his heart.

The five factions such as the Shan Sect are the top immortal sects in the territory of Longshan, and every Jiazi opens the mountain gate once and recruits disciples, all of them are crowded, no less than the people who come to the court of the Six Kingdoms, and they are naturally the best of the best. Background, understanding, roots, and appearance, everything must not be bad.

The roe deer in front of him did not meet the standards for the inclusion of disciples in the Jishan Sect at first glance.

He was puzzled in his heart, and when the middle-aged Taoist priest saw him, his eyes were more like seeing a ghost, and he blurted out, "Dragon Protector?"