After passing the Huangfeng Ridge, the next stop on the Dongyou Road is the Futu Mountain of Wuchao Zen Master. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

Futu Mountain is as peaceful and peaceful as ever: the green pines in the south of the mountain are verdant, the green cypress is fluttering, the green willows in the north of the mountain are drawn, the red peach is splendid, the flowers are thousands of colors, the grass is wonderful, the flowing water is surging, the auspicious clouds are blooming, the mountain birds are talking, and the cranes are flying together.

What a fairy scene!

Chen Xian stood in the clouds and watched from afar, and saw that in front of the cypress tree, there was a nest of firewood and grass. There are elk flowers on the side, mountain monkeys offer fruits, there are often green luan colorful phoenixes on the edge of the nest, and Xuanhe brocade chickens come and go.

"This nest is really simple!" Chen Xian smuttered, holding the restless Oolong Sword with his left hand.

The restlessness of the Oolong Sword made Chen Xian certain of one thing: the Wuchao Zen Master was indeed the orphan of the Jinwu clan!

"Whew-"

As soon as the Oolong Sword Fang trembled, Chen Xian knew that something was wrong. Sure enough, the trembling side rose, and two golden rays of light shot out from the black nest and fell on the oolong sword.

The gaze was too hot, if there was substance, like two rounds of the sun, the oolong sword was illuminated by it, the hilt immediately became hot, and the long sword suddenly moved forward, like a volcano about to erupt.

After resting on the Oolong Sword for a few breaths, it finally moved away, but it moved to Chen Xian, who immediately felt as if he was on fire.

The physical discomfort is secondary, and what makes Chen Xian uncomfortable the most is that the gaze is very penetrating, as if it can see through the human soul, and no secret can be hidden.

This feeling of being seen through is the same as running naked, which makes Chen Xian very unhappy, and more nervous - the treasure of the Donghuang Bell is hidden in the soul, if it is discovered......

"Hum ......" Chen Xian's mind moved, and the Donghuang Bell suddenly trembled slightly, shrinking ten million times at once, turning into a speck of dust, and sticking it to the soul seal with a sigh.

As soon as Donghuang Zhong finished doing this, Chen Xian felt a faint fluctuation sweep through his sea of knowledge, circling back and forth three or four times, as if searching for something.

After wandering three or four times, and finding nothing, the faint fluctuations withdrew from the sea of knowledge, and at the same time, Chen Xian found that the two staring eyes at him also withdrew.

"What a terrifying gaze, it is like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, worthy of an ancient fierce bird!" Although Wuchao Zen Master only looked at him for less than five breaths, Chen Xian felt a suffocating sense of depression, his back was sticky, and he was full of cold sweat.

"Shhhh

After leaving Futu Mountain, Chen Xian thought about it in his heart, thinking that fortunately, the treasure of the Eastern Emperor Zhong was obscured and hidden, otherwise he would have died this time.

"Wuchao Zen Master saw Taiyi's sword on me, and eighty percent felt that I had a relationship with Taiyi and would get the Donghuang Bell, so he explored my knowledge of the sea. Hehe, if such a treasure as the Eastern Emperor Bell can be detected by the quasi-saints, how can it be extinct in the Three Realms for so many years? Chen Xian sneered in his heart, sped up his speed, and quickly moved away from Futu Mountain.

After getting away from Futu Mountain, the sky was getting dark, and Chen Xian simply fell from the clouds and walked between the mountains and fields.

"Roaring ......"

"Whew......"

"Hiss......"

Thousands of miles of uninhabited mountains, no human destruction, lush vegetation, still maintain a primitive style, inhabited by poisonous snakes and beasts, Chen Xian walked all the way, alarmed countless dormant beasts, all kinds of strange cries endlessly.

For these mortal beasts, Chen Xian really couldn't muster the courage to kill them, so he released a little coercion, scared them away, and then left directly.

When it was dark, Chen Xian walked to the edge of a small stream, and after washing his face, he found a smooth stone to sit down, meditate and breathe, and recover the consumption of the journey.

The night passed quickly, and after the sun rose, Chen Xian tidied up his appearance and continued to travel east.

"The resentment is full of wilderness, the living soul is extinct, what an evil mountain, there is a big murderer entrenched on the top of the mountain!" Chen Xian flew east for half an hour, and suddenly encountered a steep mountain surrounded by black gas, and after some observation, he was very surprised.

This mountain is rocky, like dogs' teeth intertwined, the forest is sparse, the grass is full of wilderness, and it looks a little desolate. There are many desolate mountains in Xiniuhezhou, you can see them everywhere, but this mountain is different, quiet, there is no sound, under a closer look, you find that there are no living beings in this mountain, no beasts and birds, not one, not even shell lang, it is the real living soul extinct.

"I don't know what kind of murderous thing is on this mountain, and I don't even let go of the shell. After Chen Xian muttered, he retracted his gaze and continued to move forward in the clouds, without the slightest idea of doing the right thing for heaven and punishing evil and promoting good.

The auspicious clouds under his feet slowly flew forward, carrying Chen Xian, and after a while, he passed the treacherous mountain.

"Roar!" Chen Xian had just flown over the evil mountain, when a roar came from behind him, and a fishy wind came from behind.

Chen Xian was slightly startled, and slapped a palm wind with his backhand, and quickly turned around and looked back after the thing that came to attack him.

A red-scaled python nine meters long, the thickness of a sea bowl, with a single horn on its head, was spitting scarlet snake letters, and its mouth was dripping with saliva like a mouth of a tunnel.

"The one-horned blood python of the desolate wilderness, but it is no more than three feet long, and it is obviously not long after it was born, no wonder only one mountain has been robbed. After seeing the image of the python, Chen Xian was a little surprised and relieved.

The one-horned blood python, a fierce beast that lived in the ancient flood period, was cruel and bloodthirsty, without intelligence, and where it was, the living soul was extinct. The most powerful thing is that the more bloodthirsty the one-horned blood python, the greater its strength, which can be described as famous in ancient times.

"Roar-" The one-horned blood python let out a dull roar and took a bite, as if it was about to swallow Chen Xian.

The blood python's mouth opened, and the rich smell of blood spread, making it feel nauseous and dizzy.

"What a wicked animal!" After Chen Xian praised, his figure shook, came to the head of the blood python, and slapped it with one palm.

Chen Xian's palm used three successes, and he was confident that he could slap the head of this blood python to pieces with one palm.

"Bang!" said that it was too late, it was too fast, Chen Xian slapped his palm on the huge head of the blood python, only to feel that his hand slipped, most of the strength was empty, and only a slight muffled sound was made.

Chen Xian is a mid-Taiyi period, and he can also be called a master in the world of gods and Buddhas, although most of the strength was unloaded by the scale armor of the adventure, but the blood python received this palm, and his head was also a little dizzy, and after shaking twice, he turned around and wrapped himself over, wanting to strangle Chen Xian.

Chen Xian didn't want to have close contact with this big long worm, so he soared into the sky and narrowly avoided the past before the long snake and snake demon surrounded him.

"This python's attack speed is really fast!" Chen Xian sighed when he came out of the snake's belly.

The one-horned blood python missed the blow, and immediately coiled his body, holding the python's head high, and a pair of scarlet eyes kicked Chen Xian deadly.

Chen Xian lowered his head, glanced at the blood python expressionlessly, and then pulled out the oolong sword, the sword came out half a foot, and a sword qi came out of the sky, and slashed through the neck of the one-horned blood python with a "sigh".

"Roar ......" The one-horned blood python let out a roar, and its blood-red eyes gradually became blank.

"Poof!" The one-horned blood python tilted its neck, its head rolled off, and the scarlet blood sprayed from the incision was like a blood-colored fountain.

The huge snake body of the one-horned blood python spasmed on the ground, and it only quieted down after breaking two arm-thick trees, but its body was still twisting and turning.

Chen Xian flicked his fingers, and a wisp of red-golden flame flew out and landed on the snake that was still struggling in pain.

The flames fell on the snake, and if the spark fell into the boiling oil, it exploded, and the whole snake was filled with dazzling flames, and the smell of burnt paste permeated the surroundings.

After the flames burned for more than ten breaths, Chen Xian beckoned, and a red flame flew up and burrowed into Chen Xian's palm.

As soon as the red flame was retrieved by Chen Xian, the flame on the snake's body was immediately extinguished, and only a pool of black smoke and ash remained.

Chen Xian waved his hand, and a strong wind swirled towards the pool of ash.

The wind whipped up ash and flew into the distance, leaving behind many crimson scales, a pair of shining silver snake bones, two dark red eyes the size of a ping-pong ball, a crystal snake bead, a dark golden snake tendon, and a metal piece of unknown material.

Chen Xian waved his hand, and all the things on the ground were swept into his sleeves, and with a thought, he took out the unknown metal piece again.

The metal sheet is very regular, about three inches long, one inch wide, three minutes thick, and there are some lines on it, but it is so rusted that it is not really visible.

"Oh, this can't be a talisman, right? But if it corrodes like this, I'm afraid it can't be repaired. However, it was not melted into the stomach of the true immortal-level fierce beast and his own samadhi true fire, obviously the material is good, look at what the material is!" Chen Xian thought, and separated a wisp of divine thought into the metal piece.

"Boom!" As soon as Shen Nian poked into the metal piece, before he could probe it closely, he was shattered by a thunderbolt.

"Huh?" Chen Xian immediately sensed it, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he had an intuition in his heart that he might have picked up the treasure again this time.

Thinking that this piece of metal might be a treasure, Chen Xian immediately became interested, took the piece of metal, and dodged to the edge of a rock.

The first thing is to look - the metal color is dark purple, and the residual lines are knotted like dragons, shining with silver light; smell--he listened carefully, as if faintly hearing the rumbling thunder from the metal sheet; ask-uh, skip; cut--the tentacles were cold, and there seemed to be a stream of air flowing, he removed the protective body, and immediately felt a weak electric current flowing in the palm of his hand, but it was very weak, and it could only make the hair stand up, and it could not bring him an electric shock-like numbness at all.

Combined with the experience of being bombarded by thunder, Chen Xian immediately knew that this was a thunder-based talisman, and the refining material should be purple thunder stone, a relatively high-grade thunder-based material.

"Even if this thunder talisman is refined, this refined purple thunder stone alone is also a good harvest. Chen Xian smiled slightly and began the next step of exploration.

A wisp of divine thought entered the talisman, obviously to deliver food, Chen Xian thought about it, and after releasing the doppelganger Bingjiao out of vigilance, he directly went out of the body and escaped into the spirit talisman.

"Boom ......" Yuan Shen is like the thunder talisman, as if caught in a violent sea of thunder, countless thunders keep exploding, and the protective cover outside the Yuan Shen keeps vibrating.

"The abundant thunder spirit power in this talisman has been condensed into liquid and turned into a sea of thunder!" Looking at the boundless purple ocean, Chen Xian was amazed.

"The talisman is badly damaged, which makes the space inside the talisman extremely unstable. Well, if you want to repair the talisman, you must first stabilize this space and restrain these thunder spirit powers. Otherwise, if you are not careful, these thunder spiritual powers will burst out at once, and Da Luo Jinxian is afraid that he will also be seriously injured. After seeing the situation in the Fu clearly, after Chen Xian Yuan Shen returned to the sheath, he raised his eyebrows and pondered.

After thinking for a long time and having a little clue, Chen Xian stretched his brows and smiled knowingly.

"This talisman should be used as the eye of a certain formation, and its main function is equivalent to a battery, accumulating thunder spiritual power for the formation to squander. Somehow it fell out, it has been accumulating but has not been released, and the thunder power is excessive, resulting in the internal unbearable and the spirit rune damaged. It's better to be blocked, as long as a part of the inner thunder spiritual power is released, it will be much easier to repair. But so much thunder spiritual power, just released like this, it's too wasteful. ”

After Chen Xian pondered for a moment, he suddenly paid attention, and said in his heart that he didn't need to deliberately let go, he could use the thunder inside to refine his body, or he could use it to fight, and he could even throw this spirit rune out as a grenade at a critical moment, this spirit rune was already unstable, and it would explode when he touched it, hey, with its amount of gunpowder, Da Luo Jinxian would have a headache if he encountered it, right?

After laughing twice, Chen Xian put away the spirit talisman, recalled Bingjiao, and continued eastward.

After this unexpected gain, after Chen Xian hit the road again, he did not fly in the clouds, but launched the technique of light body, and ran quickly in the mountains and forests.

The so-called blessing is unparalleled, Chen Xian's luck may have been exhausted after harvesting that talisman, and the day after that, there was no gain. Although he also encountered some ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, and snow lotus on the road, he couldn't see it at all.

Although there are no major adventures, Chen Xian is not disappointed and is very calm. For him, luck and luck are such mysterious things as he never expects them (because no, if you don't go unlucky, you will burn high incense).

The next sentence of Fu Wushuang is that the misfortune is not a single line, this statement is very reasonable, Chen Xian is more and more admired Lao Tzu who said such a reasonable saying. He had just escaped the investigation of the Wuchao Zen Master, and now he was attacked again, grandma, how could Lao Tzu be so unlucky!

"Who are you?" Chen Xian was very annoyed and asked very unpleasantly looking at the guy who suddenly appeared from the ground and launched a sneak attack on himself without saying hello and scratched his left leg.

As he spoke, Chen Xian was also looking at the people who attacked him. This is a guy of medium stature, with an ordinary face, wearing an ordinary gray robe, and a pair of ordinary cloth shoes, and is very ordinary from head to toe.

Chen Xian, who is strangely shaped, outrageously ugly, beautiful to ruin the country, and handsome to scum, has seen a lot, such an ordinary monk, Chen Xian has encountered it for the first time.

Cultivators, if you want to be true, you must understand your heart, show your individuality, don't have commonality, commonality means that everyone is different, such a guy who has no characteristics is definitely a difficult guy.

In the face of Chen Xian's questioning, the featureless monk who sneaked up on him didn't say anything, and stabbed out the three-edged wedge in his hand expressionlessly.

"Hey, I didn't run away if I didn't succeed in the sneak attack, so stay for me now!" Chen Xian smiled fiercely and drew his sword to kill the other party.