Chapter 12 Zhang Yu's Old Friend
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Dongyue Taishan, known as Taishan in ancient times, big mountain. ćć
The five mountains are the head of the mountains, and Mount Tai is the chief of the five mountains, also known as Daizong. It is located in the central part of Shandong.
Walking along the vast plain of more than 1,000 miles, walking here, I suddenly saw that the mountains overlapped and rose, the closer and higher they were, the peaks were majestic and magnificent, the peaks connected to the sky, and looking back on the vast wilderness behind them and left and right, people couldn't help but fall to the ground and bow down to the heart.
It is rumored that Mount Tai leads directly to the throne of the emperor, and those who have inspiration can listen to the whispers of the heavens at the peak, so this mountain has been a sacred mountain for thousands of years to be worshiped by the people and sacrificed by the emperor.
Penglai, Kunlun, Abbot, Yingzhou, are immortal mountains.
Putuo, Emei, Wutai, Jiuhua, is for Foshan.
However, the only thing that can be called "Sacred Mountain" in the world is the Mount Tai in front of Cen Qing's eyes, even if the Daomen and the Buddha Gate never hesitate to praise their words, calling it "Immortal Mountain Buddha Country".
Mount Tai is a sacred mountain, although the Taoist gate and the Buddhist gate have built many Taoist temples and Buddhist temples in the mountains, but there has never been a monk to practice here, even if it is the Chongyang Road of the Jin Kingdom, it is far away from Ninghai County by the sea.
The only reason for this is because Tarzan has a true God in his place.
Cen Qing took Zhang Yu to fly close and felt a heavy pressure, so he had to lower the cloud head and ask loudly: "Who stopped me from going?"
"Little snake demon, but after a few years of cultivation, you dare to be presumptuous?"
The majestic peak is majestic, and there is a heavenly voice that scolds the soul directly: "Don't kneel down yet!"
Between the words, the coercion came like a mountain covering the top.
Although Cen Qing lifted ten thousand jun of river water, he couldn't resist the phantom of this mountain, he snorted, his body fell like a meteor, and the vast land rushed towards him.
"I can't help myself!"
The voice snorted coldly, but after a moment, it became silent, and a woman's voice whispered "Huh".
When he was three feet above the ground, Cen Qing smiled and slowly fell, his body was misty and surrounded by clouds, which was the magic method for washing the three souls.
"You little demon can resist divine power, what kind of spell are you?" The woman's voice was three points of surprise and seven points of curiosity.
Cen Qing ignored her, tried to run the Yuan Spirit Qi, and found that there was no obstacle, but there was no way to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around - this so-called divine power not only contained abundant faith power, but was also somewhat similar to his "silence".
The energy of the Yuan Spirit could not be replenished, Cen Qing naturally did not need to waste it, put down the frightened Zhang Yu from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Don't waste spiritual power, let's go up." ā
"Master, what are you doing in Mount Tai?"
"Nothing. Cen Qing responded vaguely, and climbed straight from the southern foot of Mount Tai to the top of the mountain, this Mount Tai has been sealed a few years ago, and the mountain road has long been wide and straight, and the steps are paved up one by one, straight into the clouds.
Zhang Yu didn't know what he meant, followed and climbed hundreds of steps, looked back, and saw the sunset shining on the city, and the rivers and mountains in the distance were picturesque, so he couldn't help but exclaim.
Cen Qing didn't look back, but just admonished: "You don't have to come with me, just wait for me at the bottom of the mountain." ā
"Oh. ā
Zhang Yu didn't know why, looking at this mountain, he felt some inexplicable fear in his heart, and when he heard Cen Qing say this, he stopped, and when he looked up, Cen Qing's figure had disappeared from a high place.
"Master, Master......"
She panicked, not knowing whether to catch up or go down the mountain to wait, was hesitating, suddenly a girl in a long skirt dressed in yellow and red clothes walked down the mountain, tilted her head to look at Zhang Yu, and suddenly laughed: "It turned out to be you again, what are you doing here? Who was that just now? Why did you call her Master?"
The girl's tone seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Yu, but it startled Zhang Yu.
"You...... You ......" Zhang Yu jumped up, took a few steps back, and leaned against the mountain wall, "Are you a fairy or a monster?"
"Of course I'm an immortal, I'm Bixia Yuanjun here, you don't know me...... Oh, I see, you haven't cleared the mystery of the womb yet. The girl showed a look of sudden realization, saluted Zhang Yu, and said, "Since you are here, why don't you come to my place as a guest." ā
"Uh......"
Zhang Yu groaned, she had heard of the Heavenly Fairy Jade Maiden Bixia Yuanjun of Dongyue Taishan, and the appearance of this girl was indeed very strange, but when did she meet her?
She was originally also smart and intelligent, and for a moment she thought of Cen Qing's continuous questioning of "Who are you" yesterday, she was the reincarnation of a celestial, could it be that she had known this Bixia Yuanjun when she was in the Heavenly Court?
Thinking of this, she let down her vigilance, but still said apologetically: "Fairy Bixia, Zhang Yu is rude, just because my master asked me to wait at the bottom of the mountain, I am afraid that I will miss the time when I go to be a guest, and my master will not be able to find me." ā
However, Bixia Yuanjun still showed a curious look, and continued to ask Zhang Yu: "Oh, it turns out that your name is Zhang Yu in this life, so how can you recognize a demon fairy as a master?"
"Who the hell am I?" Zhang Yu's words were almost about to blurt out, but the scene where Cen Qing deprived her of her five senses last night appeared in front of her again, she smiled reluctantly, and said to Bixia Yuanjun, "She saved my life and taught me to cultivate, so she is naturally my master." ā
Then Bixia Yuanjun's pretty face showed a surprised and funny expression.
"It's really ......," she said helplessly, "what kind of way do you learn, fight and kill." ā
Zhang Yu pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
"It's not good, I know you, but you don't know who you are, and you don't know how many times we've met. Bixia Yuanjun said, "That's it, you go to me, I ask my father for a cup of Qingming tea for you to drink, and you will know who you are." ā
Bixia Yuanjun's tone was very casual, just like the daughters of those high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, Zhang Yu had also been so arrogant, so she understood that the other party meant that she would not allow herself to refuse anymore.
"Master, what do you mean?"
Zhang Yu suddenly wanted to rush forward and ask Cen Qing what he thought, she knew that there were Dongyue Emperor and Bixia Yuanjun here, but she ran into it headlong, and after being beaten down, she was surprisingly not angry, but climbed up the mountain, what was she going to do?
However, Cen Qing's back has long since disappeared, and she should have let herself choose if she left herself here.
But what Cen Qing said before appeared in her mind again: your behavior pattern can be predicted, and what you think is your choice has actually been arranged a long time ago.
"Master, she had expected this a long time ago?"
Since she was taken to Mount Emei by Cen Qing to practice and build the foundation for half a month, in the past three years, her cultivation has not increased much, and she seems very immature in terms of combat awareness and combat skills. It's okay to punish some evil shapeshifting monsters or qi cultivators, but when you encounter an opponent of the same level, you will have no bottom in your heart.
Unlike her, Master's cultivation has long been mysterious to the point of being impossible to guess, whether it is the spell that covers a city at every turn, or the momentum of lifting the water of the thirty zhang river, she is so shocked that she can't be more stunned.
Cen Qing's cultivation is not at all a path that slowly accumulates like demons.
It's a way that is more sophisticated than the monks. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.