"Whoosh" A fiery red python flew out and caught Li Qingchen who was falling under the boulder. The moment he landed on the back of the giant python, Li Qingchen was startled, opened his eyes, and recognized the giant python as the Lihuo in the Sword Pavilion.

"Xiaoli, why are you here?" asked Li Qingchen.

"You and Brother Ji Yao are not here these days, I was really bored in the Sword Pavilion, so I ran out to play by myself, I just felt your breath, and I followed. ”

"Brother Qingchen, why are you here? Don't go to play with me......"

"I'm drinking ginjo here with a few senior brothers......

Li Qingchen was sent to the ground, and then turned into a human form, and he asked curiously: "Brother Qingchen, what is the mixed Yinzhu?"

"Wine ......" Li Qingchen thought about it, then flew up to the boulder, took the wine jar, and beckoned to the fire on the ground: "Come on, Xiaoli, this is mixed wine, there is still some left, give you a taste." ”

One of the people from the fire also got on the boulder, sat side by side with Li Qingchen, and took over the wine jar in Li Qingchen's hand. He held the jar and sniffed it carefully, and smelled a thick, strange smell.

"Brother Qingchen, this ...... Can I drink it? Why do I think it doesn't taste as good as mountain spring water? Lihuo asked, tilting his head.

"Haha, you can taste it, and slowly you will like it. Li Qingchen said with a smile.

The fire general suspiciously picked up the wine jar and took a sip. In an instant, flames erupted all around the fire, and the boulder he was sitting on began to heat up.

"Xiaoli, what's wrong with you?" Li Qingchen hurriedly stepped forward to pull the curled up Lihuo, but as soon as he touched Lihuo's body, Li Qingchen was forced to shrink back by a burst of heat.

"Ahhhhh Brother Qingchen, I'm ...... I'm so hot......" kept writhing from the fire, and his body slowly showed the appearance of the original python.

The fire kept twisting, the manic python tail slapped the boulder, the entire mountain top shook, and the sweeping python tail almost swept Li Qingchen away.

Just when Li Qingchen was at a loss, the light of the full moon brightened a little more, and at the same time, there was a trace of cool air coming from the boulder, Li Qingchen felt it, and the restless fire also felt it, and the movement of the python tail he was slapping gradually decreased, until there was no movement, and the huge python body gradually shrank and shrank. Turned into a human form.

"Huh......" Li Qingchen let out a long breath, knowing that drinking and mixing brew from the fire would be like this, he would not give him anything to drink.

"Xiaoli, are you better?" Li Qingchen touched Lihuo's head.

"Brother Qingchen, I'm much better, I just felt so hot, ......as if my body was about to be torn apart," Lihuo said weakly, panting.

"What the hell is going on...... Da Leng Face is not there, so I have time to ask him. Xiaoli, you just lie here, I think the mixed element here will also help you recover. Li Qingchen said that he also lay down.

"Brother Qingchen, what did you just mean by the Mixed Yuan Integration?" asked after a moment of recovery from the fire.

"It's this pillar of light, I guess. Li Qingchen pillowed his head on his arm, looked at the full moon that was close at hand, and said: "Actually, I don't know, the senior brothers said that they took me to see the mixed yuan one, but as a result, they were drunk and unconscious first." They didn't wake up after you made such a big move just now, alas, don't talk about it, these senior brothers of mine...... It's just that based on my feelings, this pillar of light looks weird, probably a mixed element......"

Lihuo nodded as if he didn't understand, then squinted, and gradually fell asleep in this pillar of light. Li Qingchen lost his hazy drunkenness at this time, and he did not have the slightest sleepiness. He quietly looked at the full moon, a little distracted.

Unconsciously, it has been more than a few months since I came to Qianqing Mountain. Li Qingchen had gradually become accustomed to life on the mountain, and although most of his time was spent in the Void Pole Palace, he suddenly felt that this kind of life was quite good. Every day is no longer idle, after eating, just like in the town, the east and west are running, and a group of children are everywhere to make trouble. Every day in Qianqing Mountain was fulfilling, although it was nerve-wracking to read the Taoist readings of Tianjimen at the beginning, but when he persevered, he felt that it was more interesting.

Looking back now, the months of hard work in the past few months have really changed him a lot. made him go from a child who only knew how to mess around and show off all day long, to an ignorant teenager who didn't want to mess around anymore.

In the course of several months, he came into contact with the Tao, learned about demons, met demons, and learned about ghosts. Everything he thought existed only in his imagination actually existed, and always has been. In addition to being shocked, he was more curious about this unknown world, which prompted him to keep wanting to explore.

The moonlight was hazy, and there was also a wind on the mountain, the wind passed through the bamboo forest, through the mountain stream, making bursts of sounds, and the light, leisurely sound reached the top of the mountain, and reached Li Qingchen's ears, he found that his sense of hearing had become sharper, oh no, his six senses had become more acute than before. Perhaps, this is the reason for monasticism.

Master said on weekdays that cultivation is for the common people. He knows in his heart that he also takes it as his responsibility, but what is the common life?

"How long is the road of cultivation...... Li Qingchen couldn't help but sigh.

"The path of cultivation is still long for you!" a deep voice sounded in Li Qingchen's ears.

"Who, who's talking?" Li Qingchen sat up suddenly, looking around vigilantly. But he immediately found that there was no one around him except for the three senior brothers who were lying away from the fire and lying in the distance......

Li Qingchen's hair stood on end, and he leaned nervously towards Lihuo, grabbing Lihuo's arm with one hand, and pinching the sword technique of swordsmanship with the other.

"Who the hell are you, why are you eavesdropping on me?" Li Qingchen asked sharply.

"Who am I?" The deep voice sounded beside Li Qingchen again.

"Yes, who are you, why are you talking around me sneakily and refusing to show up?" Li Qingchen continued to ask.

"Hehehe, then I'll show up later, don't be scared......" said in a deep voice.

"You, just let the horse come, I, I'm not afraid of you, this is a thousand-year-old snake next to me...... No, the python demon, and the three cultivators on the ground, are my senior brothers, cultivating to the heavens, let me tell you, we are very powerful!" The warning in Li Qingchen's words was obvious, but the confidence was very insufficient.

"Oh, really? You mean this little snake demon who has just turned into a human form next to you, and a few drunk Taoist priests over there?" the deep voice sounded again, and the words revealed ridicule.

"Who the hell are you? Don't blame me for being rude if you don't show up again!" Li Qingchen stood up and watched cautiously around.

"Hahaha, boy, you're still too immature, you can take care of it!" As soon as the voice fell, Li Qingchen saw a huge ...... flying out of his arm Dragon!, frightened, he took a sharp step back, nearly slipping off the boulder. The cyan dragon twisted and floated in a pillar of light between the full moon and the boulder, forming a huge shadow in front of Li Qingchen.

"You, you, you ......" Li Qingchen stammered for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

"Hehehe, what's the matter, I'm still scared......" The blue dragon said, a burst of blue light flashed, and he turned into a middle-aged scribe in green clothes, holding a feather fan in his hand, slowly shaking, and walking towards Li Qingchen.

Li Qingchen took out the dust washing sword, held it tightly in his hand, and said while retreating: "Don't come, don't come over......"

"Oh, this sword is not ordinary, it's just a pity that your cultivation is too weak to play its hundredth-two-hundredth effect. The middle-aged scribe said with a smile, and at the same time stood still. "Boy, put your sword away. I have no ill intentions, otherwise I wouldn't have been in your body for so many years, and I ask you, do you know the holy beast?" said the middle-aged scribe again.

"Holy Beast, I heard Master say that there is a Holy Beast in my arm, is that you?" Li Qingchen also took the Dust Washing Sword and asked.

"That's right, it's me, Holy Beast Qinglong. The middle-aged scribe replied lightly.

"Qinglong?" Li Qingchen wondered, what is this Qinglong?

"It's normal for you not to know me, after all, you haven't lived a long way yet. Hahaha......" The middle-aged scribe smiled and beckoned to Li Qingchen, asking him to get closer to him. Li Qingchen hesitated, not daring to move forward.

"Come here, if I wanted to take your life, how could you survive to this day. The middle-aged scribe said. He looked at Li Qingchen and still hesitated, and as soon as he grabbed the void, Li Qingchen was caught by his side. Li Qingchen stood beside the middle-aged scribe, trembling, and did not dare to speak. The middle-aged scribe didn't care about him, only shook the feather fan, and looked at the full moon gracefully. After a while, Li Qingchen spoke: "Senior Qinglong, that, I don't know what happened tonight? ”

"Oh, I've finally come to my senses, and I'm just wondering if I should remind you......" The middle-aged scribe turned his head and smiled. Li Qingchen's face turned red, he was actually just frightened, and when he came to his senses, he remembered that since Qinglong had been hiding in his body for so many years and had not appeared, there must be a reason for him to appear now.

"Qinglong's predecessors smiled, Qingchen didn't read much, and he didn't have any cultivation, so he was a little stupid. Li Qingchen turned sideways and arched his hand.

"It's okay, in fact, today is also a coincidence, if you hadn't come to this Qinglong Peak by mistake, sat on this Qinglong Stone, and been photographed by the mixed yuan for a long time, I really couldn't meet you so soon. But you are also very powerful, twenty years have passed, how can you not cultivate to the psychic realm? Seeing that your qualifications are okay, why are you so wasted in the Dao industry, who are you learning from?" The middle-aged scribe became more and more stern, and his voice became cold.

"Senior, I...... I only recently entered the Heavenly Machine Gate, and I haven't started to cultivate. Li Qingchen whispered.

"Lately, how did you get your true qi, it's still faintly familiar......," the middle-aged scribe asked.

Li Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then told him about the fact that Yuan Miao Dao had passed on the credit to him, and then told him how he came to Qianqing Mountain and how he worshiped the head of Yuankong. After hearing this, the middle-aged scribe nodded slightly: "It turned out to be a Yuan Miao boy, I know." In this way, you have obtained the true qi of Yuan Miao, worshiped under the door of the head of the Yuan Kong, only read the Taoist classics for a few months, and did not practice other techniques?" Li Qingchen nodded hurriedly, except for the swordsmanship and the psychic extraction technique of Weimo, he did not know swordsmanship, formations and the like, so it should be regarded as no cultivation of spells.

"I'm wrong about you, but you have to practice diligently. There's not much time left for you. The middle-aged scribe said lightly.

"Senior Qinglong, is there something going on? Why is there not much time left for me?" Li Qingchen hurriedly asked.

"You just said that you went up the mountain because of the demon general, right? In fact, when I just woke up, I could feel that the demonic energy in this world was much stronger than before. The middle-aged scribe said.

"It's so rich, I just feel refreshed here?" Li Qingchen wondered.

"Haha, our holy beasts have their own methods, and we have to understand and perceive demonic qi better than you cultivators. The middle-aged scribe laughed.

"What does that senior mean......" Li Qingchen looked at the middle-aged scribe who was calm and gently shook his fan, full of questions, what did this Qinglong senior want to say to him, it really made him anxious.