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After getting off Yueyang Tower, Chen Sanlang's pace quickened, and he did not return to Dongting Town, but went towards Longjun Mountain on the opposite side - the previous warning of the small sword, although he was afraid, but the old man himself did not do anything unfavorable to him. It's just a chance encounter with each other, so there's no need to be overly alarmed.

In fact, before coming to Dongting Lake, he was already mentally prepared to encounter "strange people". As a **-type scholar who has seen the little dragon girl and has two demon generals under him, Chen Sanlang is very tough now, and he will never make a fuss about it.

Longjun Mountain is not very high, but it is very long, winding and stretching, all the way around the lakeside. It looks like a natural embankment, guarding Dongting Lake.

The name of Longjun Mountain comes from this.

The forests on the mountain are lush and the flowers and plants are luxuriant, and there are many precious herbs and plants growing in them, so many people come to collect them, and as for the birds and animals, they are extremely multiplying.

This section of the mountain range near Dongting Town, due to the large number of tourists, opened out, built paths, and pavilions, etc., is almost a scenic spot-like place.

Now Chen Sanlang is just stopping by to take a walk in the mountains.

At this time, there were many tourists with the same purpose as him, but most of them were in groups of three or five, all of whom were literati and rioters, who came to visit the mountains and rivers and chant poems.

Listening to those sour and rotten works for the occasion, Chen Sanlang secretly laughed. He can't listen to the mutual praise between literati, it's too fake, it's too fleshy. In the circle, as long as one person thinks of a poem and opens his mouth to chant it, it doesn't matter how long or short it is. The others immediately clapped their hands and exclaimed:

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"This sentence is like a natural one, and it is really a peerless sentence......"

And then the one who was touted was not consciously smug there. Or pretend to be modest and say: "I praised ...... falsely"

Chen Sanlang really couldn't accept it, so he simply couldn't see it. Ears do not hear, but go their own way.

Go higher and higher until you reach the top.

It is quite barren here, the path is impassable, and the tourists who come here are rare, even if they meet a person, they are either hunters or herb pickers.

Chen Sanlang sweated and saw a big bluestone on the top of the mountain. So he walked over, sat down, wiped his sweat, and then took out dry food and water from the book, and ate and drank slowly.

The main luggage, books and other items in the booklet were placed in the rooms of the town inn, and when they came out, they only carried some dry food and water, which seemed light.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. From a hill in front.

Chen Sanlang looked at it when he heard the sound, and saw a stream of dust flying up over there, and the movement seemed to be quite small.

It's too late, it's too soon. I saw a figure rushing over quickly, but it seemed to be fleeing, and the figure looked wolf-bèi.

This is a Taoist priest. Hold a bun and stick a dead branch. The face is very young, with a pair of small eyes. Always looks like he never gets enough sleep, and he looks listless. He had apparently just had a big fight, and his robe was scattered and dirty, like a beggar.

Rich and easy!

Isn't it the one who likes to dress up as a master the most, and then help people subdue demons and eliminate demons to earn silver taels to marry a beautiful girl?

According to his self-reported family, he is a disciple of the one hundred and eighth generation of Laoshan.

Chen Sanlang has long been not Wuxia Ameng, and has learned a lot of knowledge about the monk world from Ao Qingmei, so as to know that this Laoshan was a big sect a thousand years ago, and was good at spells, but today, a thousand years later, Laoshan talents are withering, the power is declining, and the inheritance is about to be cut off.

Chen Sanlang was very suspicious that this Xiaoyao Fudao was probably the only surviving heir of Laoshan Fruit. As for his cultivation strength, he is an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the monk world, it is estimated that he is a second-rate level.

At the beginning of Nanyang Mansion, he killed the corpse leader, and Chen Sanlang's sword. However, Xiaoyao Fudao thought that it was done by the Shushan Sword Immortal, and was in awe, and then ran away with a chatter, it turned out that he had come to Dongting Lake.

As a monk, there are countless reasons to go to Dongting Lake, so it's no surprise.

When Chen Sanlang saw him, he couldn't help but shout: "Master Xiaoyao Fudao, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyao Fudao obviously didn't expect to meet Chen Sanlang here, and he was stunned for a moment, but then pretended not to hear, swishing, and his body didn't stop. But when he passed by Chen Sanlang's side, he suddenly raised his hand and threw down something, and there was a sound.

Chen Saburo was wondering.

Call!

A black wind rolled up a puff of sand and dust on the flat ground, very fast.

Chen Sanlang was taken aback, he faintly saw a person clearly wrapped in the black wind, because it was too fast, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he only vaguely saw him with an explosive yellow, extremely powerful and domineering.

This person was obviously chasing and killing Xiaoyao Fudao, and he didn't even look at Chen Sanlang, and only regarded him as an ordinary scholar tourist.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, it's as fast as the wind.

Is this a retreat?

Chen Sanlang's eyes were bright and he recognized this technique.

The so-called escape technique is the technique that cultivators practice to chase after the road. After all, cultivators are not immortals, and it is difficult to truly soar through the clouds and mist, and it is really a myth to fight for 108,000 miles. However, the cultivation of the retreat technique is also extremely fast, much faster than any thousand miles and the like, and it looks like his feet are off the ground, which can be called the 6 earth immortals.

There are many types of escapes, such as wind escape, earth escape, water escape, charm escape, and so on.

Chen Sanlang's "True Dragon Water Technique" is actually a very clever water escape technique. But at the moment he didn't learn home, so he didn't get away so fast.

The monk who chased the free and wealthy path just now made the wind escape quite a climate, and the wind on the flat ground was fast and steady.

With such a degree, it is not difficult to catch up with the Rich Road.

It seems that this Laoshan descendant disciple is in trouble.

Chen Sanlang has a good impression of him, and they have cooperated with each other once, and they still owe him a fee for subduing demons and eliminating demons.

However, this level of confrontation is not something that Chen Sanlang can help with. His mind moved, remembering the things he had discarded when he passed by the Rich Road just now, and hurriedly lowered his head to look for it.

In the grass, a thing is impressive, small in size, like a baby's fist, the whole body is pitch black, showing an irregular circle, and there are some small holes like beehives on the body surface.

What is this, looks like a meteorite.

Chen Sanlang didn't know why, picked it up, and now the thing was very light, a little weird, and thought to himself: Just now, Xiaoyao Fudao pretended not to know himself, and dropped this thing, there is no doubt that this thing must be the key, and he has to take the thing and go down the mountain quickly......

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated, found a way down the mountain, and returned to Dongting Town.

About half an hour after he left, whew, the black wind whirled, and a yellow and fierce man appeared, grabbing a person with a big hand, which was Xiaoyao Fudao.

The Taoist priest was restrained and could not move.

Huang Hanzi threw it to the ground, stepped on his chest, and said viciously: "Say, where did you hide the meteorite gem?" (to be continued......)

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