The old man communicated with Yu Dao, and also asked Yu Dao about his origin, but Yu Dao prevaricated at will, so he didn't ask anymore.

"Daoyou, are you going to Jiuxiang Village to see and learn?"

Yu Dao bowed his head and said, "Naturally." Listening to what the seniors said was so interesting, the juniors naturally wanted to see it. ”

The old man glanced at Yu Dao's dress, shook his head and said, "Then I'll follow, but if you want to participate in the 'son-in-law selection conference', it's better to dispel this idea as soon as possible." ”

When Yu Dao heard it, he didn't care, but just asked, "Why did the senior talk like this?"

The old man just said that any monk can participate in the son-in-law selection conference, no matter how big or low the shemale is, no matter how high or low the cultivation is, as long as your blood and qi are not exhausted, you can go up and try your luck, so Yu Dao has this question.

When the old man heard his question, he smiled, showed half of his yellowed front teeth, and said in a pretended manner: "If you follow, you will know when the time comes." ”

He paused, and then said, "Forget it, I had such a good time talking with Daoyou, I still want to mention Daoyou." ”

Yu Dao listened attentively.

"Do you remember what I just said, Lady Jiuxiang is a monk in the Enlightenment Period, and she knows magic?"

"Naturally. Yu Dao nodded.

The old man stroked his gray beard and said, "If you can marry Mrs. Jiuxiang, Mrs. Jiuxiang will take out one or two surgical methods as a dowry for her daughter." ”

"If you are elected, not only will you have a fox as your wife, but you can also learn magic, what do you say about this conference?" the old man looked at Yu Dao with a smile.

Yu Dao nodded, "It must be a gathering of comers, and it is extremely dangerous." ”

The old man sighed: "That is, if my young master does not have a magic weapon in his hand, he will have no score in his heart." ”

After the monk completes the cultivation of the first layer of qi refining, he will enter the second layer of the incubation period, and only then can he practice the spell, because of this, the mana in the monk's body can support the consumption of the spell.

However, although there are thousands of kinds of magic and infinite uses, how can it be easily found.

The law is not passed on lightly.

This method refers not only to the fundamental method of cultivation, the Dao Method, but also to the method of protecting the Dao of cultivation.

The latter can really improve the strength of the monks because it can be killed and gained, so it is more valued by the low-level monks.

After all, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, if you don't even have some means to protect the path, the monks whose realm is far lower than you can still kill you.

And the magic is actually related to the monk's cultivation in the realm of enlightenment, not a side path.

When Yu Dao heard the news, although he didn't show any performance on his face, his heart suddenly jumped. Although the steps of the "Taiyin Rectification Law" are detailed and there is a chance to become enlightened, there is no record of the technique, and it is completely necessary for Yu Dao to find it by himself.

It's a pity that Yu Dao has never obtained it before. He entered this Miao Territory, in addition to taking refuge, in order to seek magic and gain Taoism.

Now it's time to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get them!

In the rain, Yu Dao wore a coat and hat, and bowed: "The seniors are warm, and the younger generations are really grateful." Although he has a cold temperament, he has a clear distinction between good and evil, and the people in front of him are willing to form good fate, and he should be grateful.

The old man smiled and accepted, "Daoyou is quite self-aware. He thought it was his admonition that had done its job and saved the man's life.

Without mentioning the follow-up conversation, the group walked in the mud, and their coats seemed to be brushed with mud, which was very embarrassing. Only the young master in the old man's mouth has been sitting upright on the sliding pole, and has not been stained with mud and rain.

The team is not an ordinary team, from morning to night, and it has not stopped for a moment. At dusk, after walking for dozens of miles, I finally arrived at Jiuxiang Village.

From a distance, this village is no different from ordinary cottages. But when I looked closer, I found a difference.

There is a big tree two or three zhang wide in this village, the crown of the tree is towering, rising from the ground for tens of meters, similar to the locust wood demon that Yu Dao has seen in Nanruo Temple. But when I looked closely, I found that this tree did not have a demonic aura, it was just an ordinary big tree.

The branches of the giant tree are thick, the thick ones are nearly a zhang, and the thin ones are also hugged by two people. The branches and leaves on it are dense, shaped like a mushroom umbrella, and even in this early spring, it is also thick and tender green, and the rain falls on it, all of which are brushed down from both sides, and not a drop falls on the inside.

The interior of Jiuxiang Village is shrouded in this giant tree.

Yu Dao was a little surprised when he saw this tree at first glance, so he glanced at it a few more times. The old man saw it on the side and said enviously: "It is said that this tree was born by Mrs. Jiuxiang with a spell. ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed: "Look closely." ”

Yu Dao followed the prestige, and suddenly found that there seemed to be lanterns hanging on the giant tree. If you look closely, these "lanterns" are all wooden hut corner towers that have been hoisted.

At the top of the giant tree, the branches of the giant tree twisted and formed a rosette, which was incomparably luxurious and shimmered with silver light.

The group entered, and no one stopped them.

As soon as you enter the stockade, the first thing that catches Yu Dao's eyes is not such an ethereal and strange scene, but slaves in shackles.

Slaves were scattered all over the mountains, all of them withered, barefoot and naked in the mud, and they were hunched and powerless to grow herb crops. There were also overseers nearby, all of whom were armed with long whips and whipped the slaves wantonly.

The sky was dark, and the sound of the wind mixed with the sound of whips fell like raindrops.

Most of the slaves were humans, and a few were beasts, and the overseers were foxes and weasels, none of whom were half-bodyed, but they were all upright, which was very funny.

The drizzle hit the Jiuxiang Village, and a cold feeling hit the face.

The old man glanced at the situation in the village, confessed to Yu Dao, and immediately walked to the front of the team. The rest of the team saw the scene in the village, but they didn't show much, and seemed to be used to it.

Yu Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a closer look, but he didn't react.

Walking under the giant tree, the situation was completely different, the group seemed to have broken into the courtyard of the water town, and there was a gurgling stream sliding down the branches, splashing water. There are groups of flowers and plants planted all around, and several of them are glowing and fluorescent, making them look hazy and beautiful.

The rosette at the top of the giant tree is shining with a silver light, and the light shines through the canopy like a crescent moon.

"Stop! mortals go and stay down. The monster with a fox face scolded that the demon's half body had not yet completely dissolved.

The slide stopped, the oiled paper was torn open, and a man came out of it.

"Young master!" the old man waited.

Walking out was a scholar with a broad belt, white clothes and white scarves, his lips were thin, and his face had a mean look, but his face was fair, his fingers were pinched in his sleeves, and he had the demeanor of a scholar.

The scholar stepped on the slide pole and stood in front of the fox-faced monster, scanning the other party with cold eyes.

The fox-faced monster was stared at by the scholar, his body trembled, and he said flatteringly: "My lord, it's not a small man, but an ordinary man who is not qualified to go upstairs." ”

"Only two monks can climb up. ”

"Got it. The scholar snorted coldly and waved his hand: "You all stand down." The twenty or so mortals didn't say a word, they all retreated and walked out into the drizzle.

"My lord, please!" the fox-faced monster hurriedly invited the scholar.

The scholar lifted the hem of his clothes, stepped on the sloping ladder made of dead vines, and walked steadily to the giant tree, while the old man shrank his head and followed him.

When Yu Dao was about to walk up, the fox-faced monster suddenly screamed: "Wait!"

Yu Dao stopped and looked back at the fox-faced monster.

"Forget it, go over. The fox-faced monster glared and waved his hand in disdain, "A monk, but he lives like a mortal." ”

But it was Yu Dao's robe that was dirty and his face was sallow, which made the fox-faced monster mistakenly think that he was a mortal. Fortunately, it didn't feel embarrassed, just muttered a few words, "Looks like this, sloppy, and wants to try your luck, don't you know how to change your outfit......"

Yu Dao touched his sunken cheeks, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, this was the first time he was despised because of his appearance, and it was not a person who despised him.

It was inconvenient to grow branches, so Yu Dao walked towards the giant tree.