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Eight thousand miles of Fulong Mountain, reckless and vast, the weather is majestic. This place used to be the dojo of Hengtian Fulongmen, and now it has been changed to Kyushu. Fulong Town, a hundred miles away, is much more lively than in previous years, and the figure of Hengtian monks can be seen everywhere.

In front of a liquor shop on the street of the town, two monks talked about it.

"The huge Kyushu Gate, there is no door owner, it is so strange! I don't know if Yongyuan Daoyou has heard of it......

The person who asked was a middle-aged man with a sparse beard, delicate skin, a handful of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a look of curiosity. The cultivation in the early stage of his refining was the master of the small immortal sect of the Hengtian family. Sitting opposite him was also an old man with a half-hundred-looking appearance, with gray hair, his eyes patrolling the streets non-stop, and he said disapprerovingly: "Minghe Daoist friends have first come here, and it is inevitable that they will not know something! Although there is no master of the Kyushu Gate, there is a great elder, who is a master of the consummation of the middle stage of refining the void, and he is very shrewd, and he has a close relationship with the Hengtian Gate......

"Oh! Kyushu Gate and Hengtian Gate have a good relationship! Hehe, please ......" Yongyuan raised his glass and gestured, drank it all in one gulp, and then smiled modestly: "It is said that there is an immortal weapon in Fulong Mountain, but I don't know if it's true or not." I am curious, so I went out here to open my eyes, and I also ask Minghe Taoist friends to teach me a lot!"

The old man, known as Minghe, put down the cup in his hand, withdrew his eyes from the street, and said, "How can it be fake? I passed by here ten years ago and saw it with my own eyes...... The other party's expression shook up, and his eyes flickered for a moment, and the wrinkles on both sides were stretched out and smoothed. But he stood up, his voice sank, and he gestured a little mysteriously: "It is useless to wait here, and I will talk as I go......"

Hearing this, Yongyuan suddenly realized. He looked left and right, nodded again and again, dropped a piece of fairy crystal as a drink, and followed Minghe through the bustling streets to the outside of the town. A moment later, two figures rose from the ground and flew straight into the depths of the mountain.

On the way, Yongyuan learned the origin of the immortal weapon from Minghe's mouth.

Ten years ago, there was a dragon chanting at the foot of Fulong Mountain, and the light soared to the sky. The disciples of the Kyushu Gate and the monks near the left were alarmed, and believed that it was a sign of the advent of immortal weapons. And when everyone showed up to watch, everything disappeared without a trace.

The master of Kyushu Gate was unwilling to give up, so he went deep underground to search, but in the end he found nothing. However, rumors about immortal weapons spread far and wide, attracting monks from all over Hengtian to move. What is particularly exciting is that I heard that there is movement in Fulong Mountain again......

"Three months ago, in Fulong Mountain, there were thunderclouds rolling in the sky but not falling, and they dissipated after two days, which was very weird! Ten years later, there was a strange omen, or there was an immortal treasure coming out, and it was not known...... "Minghe is the cultivation in the early stage of refining the void, and he also came from a small immortal sect. He saw that Yongyuan was interesting, so he became a companion with the other party, and he took care of each other. After he said it, he pointed to the front and said: "That mountain peak looks at Fulong Mountain from afar, and the two are thousands of miles apart, but there is movement and movement. The two of us will stay for the time being, and wait patiently for ......."

People are in the air, and you can see the situation from far and near. Thousands of miles away, monks can be seen everywhere. The Kyushu Gate had no taboo about this, and allowed the disciples of the Hengtian families to set up camp around Fulong Mountain. And the mountain peak chosen by Minghe became independent, and there was less worry about arguing with others. Yongyuan said approvingly: "Hehe! We will occupy a favorable place, and we will have people and harmony, just wait for the arrival of heaven, and we will definitely succeed!"

Minghe's big sleeves fluttered, and he looked complacent. In a few moments, the mountain peak was already close in sight. At this moment, his face sank, his body suddenly became faster, and he shouted angrily: "Junior who doesn't open his eyes, how can he rob me of my territory......"

Yongyuan looked at the sound and smiled nonchalantly. On the top of the thousand-foot high mountain, I don't know when there was one more person, it was an old man with a gray beard. He was only a cultivator in the later stage of his transformation, dressed in coarse cloth clothes that only a peasant family had, and was busy building a straw hut between several large stones, like a rough mountain villager.

In an instant, the two of them fell one after another on the mountain peak. Ming He had already rushed to the old man's approach, stretched out his hand and scolded: "Junior, can't you be deaf, don't you get out of the way......" He has been here for more than half a month, and when he turned around, he was taken advantage of by a junior who turned into a god, how could he not be annoyed by it!

The old man fiddled with the grass hut by himself, not paying any attention to the two behind him. And when the phrase 'get out' exploded in his ears, he slowly turned around, and asked in a low and casual voice: "Who is the junior scolding?"

There were still three feet away from each other, but Minghe, who came in anger, couldn't help but take a step back. When Yongyuan came to his side, he was also slightly stunned. The old man was stout, tall, with a gray beard, a pair of eyes that were not round, and a strange smile on his face, as if he had encountered something interesting.

Minghe's expression froze, and he didn't see anything unusual about the other party. He flicked the sleeves of his robe and said domineeringly: "Hmph! Scolding you is already lifting, don't force the old man to do it and ask for hardship!"

The old man was unmoved, the smile on his face was still the same, but he held his two big hands together and pinched them so loudly that 'Gaba, Gaba' sounded......

Seeing this, Yongyuan hurriedly stretched out his hand and stopped him. There are monks of various sects all around, and it will be inconvenient to start moving. And this old man has no fear, maybe there are seniors behind him. "And ...... angry" He persuaded Minghe, then turned to the other party and smiled: "You junior is so unreasonable! This place is already owned by the two of us, how can the dove occupy the magpie's nest......"

"Fart!" The old man suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Lao Tzu still occupies this broken place, less fucking verbosity! If you dare to behave well, Lao Tzu will beat people, hum ......" There was no smile on his face, and there was a little more inexplicable arrogance and arrogance. After snorting in his eyes, he shook his stout body, and then walked to the front of the grass hut, and said to himself: "Lao Tzu can't stand the sun's exposure, it's really fucking weird......"

Minghe was already furious, and his face was like purple sauce. I have never been insulted like this, it is unbearable! Not to mention that I am only facing a junior, so why put up with it......

Yongyuan was also stunned, but secretly felt that something was wrong. The sun was dazzling and shining, but it was not so hot that it was unbearable. The old man had already slept on his back in the grass hut, and it was so close that it was difficult to see the human figure.

Seeing this situation, Yongyuan didn't dare to be careless, hurriedly stopped in front of Minghe, and persuaded quite generously: "This place is enough to accommodate three people, why bother to fight for nothing......"

Minghe still wanted to have a seizure, but the thought flashed, and then he saw the clues, only to feel that a bucket of ice water was poured down, and the anger gradually faded. His face changed and he looked at Yongyuan. The other party nodded vaguely and walked to the side. He hesitated, then followed......

The two came to the edge of the mountain and looked at each other. After a while, Yongyuan sat down solemnly.

Minghe glanced back, and the situation in the grass shed more than ten zhang away was still the same. He shook his head in disbelief, and said: "Such a strange and arrogant person, is it a master from the Kyushu Gate? I might as well wait to go somewhere else...... "Here the monks gathered, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, he was a little uneasy about Fang Cai's recklessness.

Yongyuan waved his hand, signaling his companion to be calm. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed into a pinch again, and he muttered for a moment, and then replied in a telephonic voice: "How can a monk be afraid of the sun? That person didn't want to miss the treasure of Fulong Mountain, so he deliberately used the grass hut to cast a forbidden method to hide his form. There is no doubt that only the masters of Hengtianmen, or the predecessors from elsewhere, will be like this. Since we are at peace with each other, we must not act rashly. so as not to provoke right and wrong!"

"What the Taoist friends said is very true! and wait and see how it changes...... Minghe thought deeply.

At this time, the snoring sound was remembered in the grass hut......

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In a small town 100,000 miles away from Fulong Mountain, five people walked out of a wine shop one after another. The leader was a young man in a gray robe, carrying a wine jar in his hand and pouring it as he walked, with a free and uninhibited expression. Walking side by side with him was a woman in white with a stunningly beautiful face. Behind the two of them, there are three middle-aged men who are exactly the same, each with a wine jar, which is very relaxed and comfortable!

The five people in this line are Lin Yi's apprentices and Tong brothers, who left Hengtianmen not long ago.

"Master has to buy a jar of wine whenever he is in a different place, and he is not happy if he is not fierce. The apricot blossom wine brewed by the slave in the coming day is light, I'm afraid it won't be pleasing......" Xu is because of his return to Hengtian, Lin Yi's expression gradually became clearer, and he raised his hands and feet to be a little more calm and calm, which made the fairy slave happy, and the master and apprentice talked a lot more casually.

Lin Yi paced square steps, looked at the street scenes on both sides, and said with a slight smile: "The slave has a heart! How can you not like the fine wine you brew...... "Every time you stay in a different place for a while, buying jar wine to taste has become a constant hobby for many years. There is no harm in this move, and sometimes it can save lives! However, he just wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation in Kyushumen today. And the rumors in the market are surprising and expected......

"Hehe! The wine brewed by the fairy must be a jade liquid, I wonder if my brother has this mouth......

The pair of masters and apprentices were in a good mood, and Tong Li took the opportunity to put on a close. At the beginning of his brother's arrival in the realm, he tried his skills a little, and took the opportunity to vent his frustration of being forced to be a servant. And some people are happy, and naturally some people are unlucky! Cheng Yuanzi was seriously injured, and those two juniors lost half their lives.

The fairy slave remembered that the brothers were meritorious, and did not hesitate to reward them. As long as the master drinks alcohol, those who see it will have a share, and promise to have another immortal crystal to serve.

Therefore, in the eyes of the eldest child, the situation is not as unbearable as imagined. There is wine to drink, and there are fairy crystals, this day is really to be obtained. What's the harm of being a servant? What about being imprisoned for a thousand years? From now on, my brother will run rampant in the realm......

Tongli drank wine and strutted with his head held high. Seeing that the eldest brother was so open-minded, his two brothers also put down their thoughts and hugged the wine jar for a while......

The fairy slave didn't pay attention to the brothers at all, and said to herself: "The slave only makes wine for the master alone...... she suddenly thought about something again, and then said: "It is rumored that there are immortal weapons in Fulong Mountain. And the Kyushu Gate, where it is located, is exactly where we are going......"

In the blink of an eye, it was outside the town. Lin Yi dropped the empty wine jar, stepped into the air, and laughed loudly: "Since the immortal weapon has come out, how can you not join in the fun......