North to south, north to north,

A golden light runs through the northwest.

There are people going to the West Mountain, and there are people gathering in the North Building.

Gather the building, climb the building, and look at the scripture building.

The golden light from the north, holding its tail, disappeared again into the sea of clouds in the north.

Luo Jue came in a hurry, and left in a hurry, leaving behind a touch of red silk and taking away a period of anger...

His coming and going was like a raging fire, driving Jin Luan all the way north and igniting the fire all the way.

In the end, it was chaotic and also on fire...

In the moment after Jin Luan left to ask the sky, the entire Yueyang City was in chaos.

First, countless people in black, riding black horses, followed by Jin Luan, ran away from the west of the city and entered the north of the city...

Immediately afterwards, countless Confucian scholars, Confucianists, Taoist priests, and Taoists, followed by the yellow dust splashed by the black horse, poured out of the Wentian Mountain.

These people who suddenly rioted, like a plague mixed with a strong wind, quickly spread in the Three Thousand Yueyang City and beyond...

"Hurry up and let the Great Golden Master come to Yueyang..."

"Talk to the people of Butcher's Knife Village, let them come quickly..."

"Send a letter to Xiangyang to ...... quickly"

"Let's go, go upstairs and see ......"

"Come to me......"

“......”

Crazy as numb,

For a time, the sky above the entire city was occupied by the letter birds, and thousands of birds scattered from Yueyang, sweeping the sky in all directions.

On the ground, thousands of horses gallop through the streets and alleys of the city. Countless monks walked out of their own courtyards, grabbed three or five friends, and rushed to the nearest towering pavilion to overlook the heights.

Among them, Yueyang Tower is the best, and the number of people gathered is also the most. Starting from the thirtieth floor and continuing to the one hundred and eighth floor, it was almost crowded with people looking west.

whereas

These people are all looking at the same place, the highest mountain in Yueyang City...

"Ask the heavens to remove one hundred and eighty Dan furnaces..."

"Report! All the great Confucians and Taoist masters have all evacuated to ask Tianshan..."

"Report! The spies replied that more than 300 strong people from neighboring cities were found within a radius of thousands of miles outside the city......

"Report! The seven deans sacrificed the seven-star sword array to blockade the heavens..."

"Report! Ask the main priest of the Heavenly Pavilion to leave the scripture building..."

"Ask the Heavenly Wise Master to step out of the bamboo house..."

"Report ......"

One letter after another, like a hammer, constantly striking everyone's fragile heart.

At this moment, in Yueyang City, all the cultivators seem to be able to feel that today's question is not simple.

Because that way represents the will of the scribes of the heavens, after twenty years of self-hiding. It's finally going to appear in front of the world again.

And the purpose of his appearance, everyone can guess some clues.

It is precisely because of these clues that the people in the city are in a bit of panic...

South of the city, Junzimen,

"It seems that this time the naïve question is really going to change his face..."

On the top of the highest building, two young men and women stood, and an old man with a simple abacus sitting.

"The heaven of this heaven and earth was originally the heaven of the emperor. Now, they asked, where could the heavens be...", the young man disdained.

The old man looked at the mountains to the west while making calculations, and replied: "At least there is a blue sky that blesses that young man, as for how far he can go in the future." Then it depends on creation..."

"Being over fourteen years old is just an out-of-body realm, even if there is a bloodline inheritance against the sky, if you can't use it yourself, then what kind of creation can you have..."

"Hehe..."

The old man pushed with his dry hand, straightened his calculations, and then smiled: "You underestimate him too much..."

"With my strategic attainments, I am far worse than that young man, let alone his grandfather. Since the ghost plot is sure that he can release him, he must have prepared countless follow-up hands for him..."

"We just can't see it..."

“......”

The old man slowly put away his abacus, looked at a few eagles flying in the distance, and stopped talking...

A whisper gradually subsided,

The noise of the city has gradually subsided,

There are birds left in the sky, surprised.

Surprised, Eagle.

The eagle came up from the water and flew into the Wentian Mountains to wander.

Ask Tianshan,

Quietly.

The thousands of Mai people outside the mountain almost stopped breathing, and their eyes were full of irrepressible excitement.

Because, the old man on the mountain, is descending the mountain...

The old man, walking neither slowly nor slowly, his feet rise and fall, as if the clouds and water are the same color as the heaven and the earth. A brand new gray and white linen robe, neatly resting on his lean body. The long gray hair that reached his waist naturally swayed with his footsteps.

Peony carefully held the bright red Nine Dragons brocade box, and followed the old man three steps...

A gentle breeze accompanied them, blowing across the mountainside......

In front of the building, on the square,

Seven Heavenly Sword Shadows, each guarding the edge of the square. The main priest of Cao Pavilion raised the "speechless question" and stood in front of the mountain crossing.

The original Hundred and Ten Dan Furnace has been removed, and only the three-zhang medicine tripod in the center remains.

Li Qingfeng stood beside the medicine tripod with a nervous expression. Within a radius of hundreds of zhang from him, there were boxes of herbs neatly placed on the ground, fragrant...

"In those years, you haven't lost anything you learned from the ghosts, right?"

The old man walked in slowly, stopped outside the medicine tripod, and looked at Li Qingfeng solemnly.

"I haven't forgotten it for many years, and it's still there. ”

Li Qingfeng seemed to be a little afraid of this old man, and his tone seemed to be unconfident.

"That's good. The old man waved behind him.

After carefully placing the brocade box next to the medicine pod, the peony medicine retreated back to the mountain road in small steps.

"Please ask your seniors for advice. ”

Li Qingfeng respectfully bowed towards the old man, bent and stretched slightly, and made an elder salute.

"Let's get started. The old man nodded.

"Click..."

Li Qingfeng didn't pretend anymore, he took out the flint and lit the firewood under the ding...

"Rustling ......"

Immediately after, he quickly picked up a few medicinal materials from a nearby box and put them into the tripod one by one.

"Boom~" Every medicinal herb falls into the top, and it is a wisp of smoke bursting out with the fragrance of medicine.

Soon...

All the herbs in Li Qingfeng's hands were thrown into Dingzhong. However, he didn't pause, he dodged directly, and in an instant, he left a few afterimages within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and then appeared next to Yaoding. It's just that at this time, he already has several medicinal herbs in his hands...

But seeing that, he rubbed his hands at will, and the medicinal herbs were immediately cut like a knife, and they were broken into more than a dozen branches of the same length, which was very magical.

He continued to raise his hands, and the hundred and ten stems were wrapped in silver mangs, and once again accurately fell into the ding...

One hundred and ten silver lights, suddenly flickering, burst out from the mouth...

"I still have this hand..."

When Pavilion Master Cao saw this scene, he couldn't help but mutter to himself anymore.

"If you don't have this hand, then he and Lao Ba will follow the hermit for a few years in vain"

Chen Suixin, who was closer to the Cao Pavilion Master, turned his head with a smile and said.

"I didn't expect it......"

“......”

The medicine pod was gradually burned red by the fierce fire...

As Li Qingfeng put in more and more medicines, the fragrance of medicine wafting through the mountains became stronger and stronger.

And the speed at which he refined the medicine was also much, much faster.

I saw that within a radius of hundreds of zhang of the medicine ding, countless afterimages were rapidly rotated. In the medicine tripod, the sound of medicinal materials entering the water is endless. The green smoke of the medicine tripod kept rising upwards, and the light changed color in turn...

Li Qingfeng picked up medicine, stride, and threw himself into the Ding, galloping, all in one go, leaving only an afterimage, without a trace of hesitation and thought.

If it is not the name of the Pure Yang Meditation Lord, it is too big. Then those people who are now focusing on Wentian will definitely mistake him for a hidden master in the apricot forest.

Wisps of green smoke slowly rose into the clouds...

Several eagles flew by, circling around the green smoke, as if visiting.

Without warning, a dark cloud gradually formed in the clouds above the green smoke...

The medicinal fragrance emitted from the medicine tripod on the ground began to brew a few traces of aura.

The surrounding mountains and forests that were swallowed by the red mangs in Xia Xun's body before are gradually gaining some vitality, and some weeds that still have seeds are breaking the ground...

And the afterimage of Li Qingfeng's refining medicine was no longer visible. The focused gaze in the distance can now only be faintly felt by virtue of the pill box that seems to be automatic, and the whirlwind around him.

"Holy medicine!The wise master is refining the holy medicine!!"

In the north of the city, the iron gate is on the top of the building.

A half-hundred-year-old woman, looking at the dark clouds on the mountain that was gradually turning gray, shouted in horror.

"If you want the wise master to take action personally, it can only be a holy medicine..."Next to the old woman, an old man of her age was much calmer.

"Didn't those heavenly treasures for refining the holy medicine have been used up twenty years ago?

"The rivers and lakes should really be gone, but it's hard to say in the court..."

"After all, it is not impossible to leave something behind thousands of years..."

The old man shook his fan and pondered for a while before replying.

“......”

In the middle of the conversation between the two, the dark clouds on the top of the Wentian Mountain had already gathered into black ink, stretching for miles, like waves churning.

There were lightning flashes in the black clouds. An extremely terrifying aura of energy is being conceived in the clouds, hidden and not emitted...

Dramatic surge...

ground floor

Yaoding, trembling sharply.

Figures, without a trace.

The body that has been burned transparently is colorful, and all kinds of colors are uncertain. More than half of the medicine in the surrounding boxes has been refined.

The strong medicinal fragrance, full of the aura of heaven and earth, covers the mountains and the bottom. In less than a stick of incense, the whole mountain is like a girl out of the bath wearing a new dress...

A piece of greenery is high-spirited,

Small bamboo shoots are sprouting.

For a while, the entire Yueyang City was deeply shocked by such a spectacle of silence and vitality.

Especially those young people who haven't experienced the bloody history of twenty years ago, where have they ever seen such a powerful method...

"Fu..."

That's it!

The old man in front of the building finally moved...

He slowly walked towards the medicine ding, and a faint purple light rose from him...

A huge figure thousands of feet tall, with thousands of feet of purple light, gradually appeared from behind him.

The shadow is very large, a total of 1,200 zhang.

Hundred-zhang bird's beak dragon head, hundred-zhang tiger claw elephant arm,

A snake's tail hung down and flicked its back, covering its back with a thousand turtle shells.

It's Xuanwu!

Xuanwu is like a mountain, completely covering half of the mountainside, crawling, motionless.

"Sacrifice Ding" the old man shouted in a deep voice.