The ancient name of Qingcheng Mountain is "Zhangren Mountain", and the famous "Chicheng Mountain" is respected as "the ancestral land of tranquility in the world". Bashu only has the danger of the sword gate, the beauty of Emei, and the male of Kuimen, these three scenery can be compared with the seclusion of Qingcheng according to their strengths. There are people who travel to describe, there are 36 peaks, 8 big holes, 72 holes in the mountain, the piles and piles are all born of the love of Binghua, each is beautiful and unspeakable, so that people linger and forget to return.

However, such a scenery is copied but has no intention of appreciating it. After he got out of Naqingxue Peak, he hurried back to the place where the people of the Qingcheng Sword Sect were, and as soon as Na Tongweizi returned, he used a spell to collect everyone in the blood light, and hurried up regardless of the consumption of mana.

Rao is body is Taiyuan blood light mana is strong and abnormal, but it can bring people a little more, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect has never flown in the air, and every time he makes a mistake in pointing the way in fright, he can be at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, so he hurriedly landed on the ground and breathed up.

Tong Wei saw that Wen Copying showed such magical powers, and said in surprise: "Originally, he thought that his mana was not as deep as mine, but now it seems that he has lost his eyes." After all, my participation in the Wild Fox Zen is not comparable to the disciple of the Immortal Family who has obtained the true transmission of the Dao system......" Glancing sideways at the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples who were still distracted after landing, he shook his head slightly, and then beckoned to the old crow who fell on Wen Zhao's shoulder and asked, "Where did you go before?" Why did the little red robe look anxious after looking for you back, and even rushed to the road without even having time to explain?"

The old crow "quacked" weakly and screamed twice, then raised his wings and buried his head, muttering: "The old crow is in trouble this time, and when the little master finishes his work, you can ask it yourself...... I don't have the face to say it. ”

At this time, the copyist also eased up. He got up and smiled bitterly at Tong Weizi as he said, "Dao Chief, wake up these stupid Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples one by one, and then follow them into the sect." I still have something to do in the mountains alone, and I'll join you later, and then I'll do all the things together. ”

When Tong Weizi heard this, he nodded in response, and when Wen Jian saw this, he arched his hand and made the blood shadow fly away into the deep mountains.

Descending in a dense forest, he called out to the Styx Ancestor, and said, "Ancestor, come out quickly!

I saw that the air shook slightly, and suddenly a cloud of black smoke appeared, and then it turned into the appearance of a Taoist, but it was the Styx Ancestor who appeared as the incarnation of the primordial god. After glancing at Wen Xuan, Yuan Tu suddenly smiled and said, "It's just that a Qi Refiner of Yuan Shen cultivation scared you like this, but your courage is a little smaller!"

"Ancestor, don't laugh at me," Wen Xuan pouted, "I'm just a Qi refining cultivator in the Qi Realm, and I can't match a finger of that black-robed old monster, how can I not be afraid of him? But you tell me, why does he want me to set up that Central Demon Sect? If I come to the door again in the future, how should I deal with it?"

Styx Ancestor rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Ancestor, I am the spirit sword conceived by the sea of blood, I was born with a primordial god, tens of thousands of years of refining qi and exhaling, and I have cultivated immeasurable mana and supreme power. As long as he is a Qi Refiner who is not in line with the Dao, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will not dare to provoke me without a spiritual treasure to protect him. If it weren't for the loss of the spirit sword body, the demon sect qi refiner in black robe would be just an ant in my opinion!"

Speaking of this, he also knew that he was not as good as he was now, so he sighed and then said: "He instigated you to establish a religion, and he wanted to cultivate in battle and calculation, just as he said. You must know that after the realm of the Yuan Shen, you will not be able to progress just by refining the qigong method, and the ancestor and I will also have an epiphany and improve after fighting with the endless creatures created in the sea of blood. Stretching out his finger and pointing at the Wen Copying Dantian, the Styx Ancestor said proudly: "The four Black God Kings you simulated in the sea of blood were the ones who fell into the hands of me and my brother Ah Bi. ”

Wen Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head with emotion, and then said: "I just hope that another unlucky person will respond to the demon's bewitchment and establish the Demon Sect, then I will be pure; I thought of starting a sect, but I had a headache, and I still hope that my ancestor will advise me. ”

"Even if there is no such person to force me, I will also let you establish a religion after you achieve the primordial spirit. Yuantu Old Ancestor said: "When Bailuzi established the Qingcheng Sword Sect, I asked him to do it. Ancestor, I have already learned something, so I will point you to it. ”

Seeing that the Styx Ancestor said this, he pinched his hands, and a dark brilliance suddenly shot in. He didn't dodge, just waited for the black light to penetrate from the center of his eyebrows, and there was an extra memory in his mind. After sinking his mind and understanding it carefully, he saw that it was a method of turning a magic talisman into a treasure light at the back of his head, and he understood it all, so he asked, "What does this method have to do with Lijiao?"

Yuantu Lao Zu said: "This method was created by a god and demon called Bodhi, and in the great Buddhist sect he established, everyone has a treasure light behind their heads. Your mana is weak, so I will pass on your method to add some appearance, first, it can be used to cover up the ferocity of Taiyuan's blood light mana, and secondly, it is also convenient to pretend to be a god and trick outsiders to come to the door to apprentice. ”

Wen Jian knew that this was also a rare help, and this method was easy to practice, and it was so useful, even if he closed his eyes and sat down. But in a moment, he opened his eyes, pressed his thumb to his index finger and made a handprint, and said in his mouth: "Poya returns!"

As soon as the words fell, a puff of black smoke came out of his dantian and hovered to the back of his head to form a ring of precious light. Twisting and changing the mudra, he turned the three black god kings of Vima, Rahu, and Jidu into a treasure disc and knotted the back of his head, although the color is black, but each has its own level, and the figures of the four black god kings can be vaguely seen wandering in the meantime, just like the Buddhist monks are detained in the treasure light in the eight protectors.

Seeing that Wen Jian had a vague solemn appearance against the background of that treasure light, the Styx Ancestor smiled and said: "If it is really a good way to pretend to be a god and a ghost, it is no wonder that there were many demon gods who were confused by Bodhi and fell under his teaching. He raised his hand and shot out a black light, "I will give you another method, and go to enlightenment." ”

Wen Shu was about to turn the five spell runes that the Blood God Son had evolved into treasure light to cover the back of his head, but at this time, he received the spell sent by the Styx Ancestor. He realized it in his heart, but he saw that it was the method of building a lotus platform. According to the law, he used the blood light of the Styx River to refine, and after the tea work, a red light flashed under him, turning into a red lotus with a radius of two feet and holding him up.

After taking a look at the mana and using it as a mirror, the copyist saw his current appearance, so he smiled at the River Styx: "If I cut my hair and keep a bald head, I will be snatched into the temple by the monks to be placed." ”

Styx Ancestor said: "This Qingcheng Mountain Dao and Buddha have two kinds of Qi Refining Dojos, which are just in line with your appearance of flattering these two sides." After that, he sighed for a while, "I only have the destruction of the primordial god, and because of my background, I can't take away the living creatures to cultivate, so I can only go to the sea of blood in the vast world to re-condense the local way out." In addition to some exercises that I know in my heart, I can't help you next to me, and the way out in the future is only for your own heart. ”

Wen Copyist responded: "Not to mention anything else, the ability to observe words and looks, tend to good fortune and avoid evil is exactly what people like me who are afraid of death are good at." It's just that I'm young after all, I don't know much, and I still need a lot of guidance from my ancestors when I encounter difficulties. Seeing that the Styx Ancestor nodded, he returned to business: "Ancestor, I still need to get the magic weapon left by Senior Brother Bailuzi in my hand at the moment, and I can also have an extra life-saving capital." ”

The Styx Ancestor nodded, and then sent out a black light to tell the place where the magic weapon was, and said: "Although the magic weapon is not small, it is not as good as the magic weapon, the supreme treasure, and the spiritual treasure; ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Tu hid his figure, making Wen Zhizheng choke on the answer he blurted out. He shook his head, =urging the red lotus under the seat to go towards the place where the secret room was. Walking to a mountain col, the text copied the lotus platform method and fell, walked to a stone wall, and released the Styx sword pill to slash upward. When he saw that the big stone in front of him suddenly swayed like flowing water, he closed his eyes and hit it, and his body suddenly burrowed into the stone.

When Fu opened his eyes again, Wen Jian saw that the scenery was pooping, but he had already arrived at a stone room. Looking at it, this place is only a few zhang in size, with a futon woven of cattails in the middle, and there is a faint mana coming out on the stone table standing in a corner, but there are a few magic weapons.

Wen Jian knew that Bai Luzi was dedicated to comprehending the sword qi of Yuan Tu, and had never relied on external objects, so it was not strange to see that the stone room was so simple. Walking towards the stone case, he saw that there were four magic weapons, such as a flag, a flag, a bell, and a sword, all the size of a palm.

Most of the magic weapons have the ability to change size and shape, and he doesn't distinguish between high and low by their head, so he only takes all of them away from his sleeves, and then sits down on the futon in the center of the stone room, and first takes out a small flag to use mana to refine.