The Qing River is a river in the territory of the Great Chu Dynasty, and there is a river god in the river, called the Qing River God.

On weekdays, although the Qinghe River God is rampant, killing or snatching some loose cultivators, as well as the treasures of the demon clan monks, it rarely affects mortals in the world, let alone the disciples of the Mountain and River Sword Sect.

"Who is it? Who killed Heiyun!" said a scholar with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes in Qingheshui's mansion.

Although the Qinghe River God has the position of the River God, there are mountains and rivers Sword Sect, and there is the royal family of the Great Chu Dynasty, and his life is very poor, otherwise, he will not do the business of killing people and goods, and the Black Cloud Dao people are the only guest chatter under the seat of the Qinghe River God, and they are no less than the right-hand man of the Qinghe River God.

With the death of the Black Cloud Dao people, the Qinghe River God became a lonely person, and no one could take on the great use, so he couldn't help but be angry, took his own magic weapon, stepped on a mist of water, and headed towards the capital of the Great Chu King.

"No matter who it is, this god will never die with you!"

At this time, Chen Xuan and the housekeeper in the house said goodbye and left, Su Qing also released the real lady in the house, and after a while, the two walked quickly into the city together, and they breathed a sigh of relief, there are disciples of the Mountain and River Sword Sect in the city, and the Qinghe River God never dared to come to make trouble.

As for the mortals in the house, the river god of the Qingqing River did not dare to do anything, otherwise, the Great Chu Dynasty and the Mountain and River Sword Sect would definitely track it down, and they would not want to escape if they said that a river god was a real person in Jindan.

On both sides of Qinglong Street, there are many shops, and from time to time there are shops specializing in selling Taoist robes and floating dust.

Before leaving, the housekeeper gave Chen Xuan a bag of gold, which was thirty or forty taels, and wanted to buy a few Taoist robes to go back, first, to please the sloppy Taoist, and secondly, to thank the Guan Master and the two little Taoist priests for taking care of them.

Chen Xuan turned his head to Su Qing and said, walked into a shop, bought eight pale cyan robes, pointed to the floating dust hanging on the wall, and asked, "There is a high-quality floating dust here!"

In a secular ordinary store, Chen Xuan naturally would not have the luxury of having magic weapons for sale, but there are still high-grade floating dust.

Hearing this, the guys in the store were overjoyed, and immediately took out a wooden box from the counter, and the box was surrounded by rosewood materials, faintly wafting out a fragrance, which made people feel refreshed for a while.

"Childe, this floating dust is the thing of the town store of the store, the floating dust pole is carved from thousands of years of peach wood, and the silver whiskers are taken from the fur of the spirit beast killed by the monks. The man carefully opened the rosewood box and said proudly with a hint of pride on his face.

Su Qing, who was on the side, chuckled, stretched out his hand to pick up the floating dust, and said: "It's carved from peach wood, but it's not a thousand-year-old peach tree, but a branch of a hundred-year-old peach tree. ”

As soon as these words came out, the guy's face suddenly turned red, and he never thought that the young lady in front of him would recognize the origin of the floating dust rod and silver wire at a glance, and couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, and said: "This young lady is really knowledgeable, but this floating dust is a high-grade floating dust, and it is not sold for ten taels of gold." ”

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's face darkened, if it weren't for Su Qing's well-informed, he was only afraid that he would be harmed by this guy, so he looked displeased, and said: "Five taels of gold, if it is not sold, I will immediately change stores." ”

Five taels of gold!

The guy's face was happy, and he hurriedly nodded and agreed, wrapped the Bingfu dust and handed it to Chen Xuan, and said secretly: "This young lady is extraordinary, but this son is unlearned." ”

Seeing that Chen Xuan spent five taels of gold to buy this floating dust, Su Qingying smiled and did not say anything to stop it.

For monks, gold and silver are just things outside the body, useless in their cultivation, so naturally they don't care.

At this time, the man's heart moved, and he said: "The little one sees that the Gongzi instrument is extraordinary, and he must like the Daomen magic weapon, and it just so happens that the store just received a magic weapon a few days ago, and the son might as well take a look at whether he likes it!"

Magic Weapon!

Hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but glance at Su Qing, showing a slight smile, Hugh said that an ordinary shop, that is, in the market, there are few magic weapons appearing, and it is an object to fool the secular people.

Su Qing pretended to show a hint of interest and said, "If you really have a magic weapon, you might as well take it out and give it to the two of me, if you like it at all times, your gold is naturally indispensable." ”

Seeing that Su Qing was really interested, the guy immediately turned around and ran towards the back, and after a while, the guy took out a wooden whip with both hands, the style was very simple, and the black whip body had a hint of metallic luster.

"This magic weapon was sold by a down-and-out Taoist, and its name was: Whip the mountain, the whip body moves, and the mountain can be reclaimed. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile dumbly, stretched out his hand to take the mountain whip, played with it for a while, and said with a smile: "Rushing the mountain and reclamation of the sea!" This whip is just carved from the roots of an ancient tree, and the whip body is engraved with the Xuanmen Taoist talisman, which can barely be used as a town house, but for the monk, it is like a dry branch, which has no effect. ”

The magic weapon used by the monk is made of heaven and earth spiritual objects, supplemented by the monk's hard work and cultivation, so that an ordinary magic weapon can be sacrificed and practiced.

And the magic weapon is counted, it is not the treasure of heaven and earth, it cannot be sacrificed, and it is not hundreds of years of warmth, and it must not be successfully cultivated.

It is the nine major sects and the five major sword sects in the world, and there are only seven or eight magic weapons, which are already worth a lot of money.

However, the mountain whip in Chen Xuan's hand was just specially practiced by the monk for secular mortals, as long as it was put into the mansion, it could overflow with a trace of spiritual light, keep the family house safe, and no lonely souls and wild ghosts would breed.

Chen Xuan and Su Qing chuckled, returned the mountain whip to the dumbfounded guy, turned around and walked out of the store, and walked away.

It wasn't until the figures of the two disappeared that the guy reacted, with a look of remorse, and said, "There is no doubt that these two people must be monks, but I missed an opportunity to create!"

Chen Xuan led Su Qing back to the temple, first gave a few Taoist robes to the master and the two little Taoist priests, and then led Su Qing to his room to rest, before taking out the black banner and Qiankun bag of the Black Cloud Daoist and walking towards the sloppy Taoist room.

Unless the sloppy Taoist was playing chess with the master, he stayed in the room all day to meditate, and often at night, he got up and left the room and told Chen Xuan to prepare some dishes to eat

Seeing Chen Xuan's return, the sloppy Taoist didn't ask in detail, but carefully played with the dust in his hand, and said: "It's not a small ability, let you go to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but you? actually brought back a demon monk, isn't it greedy for the beauty of other girls!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan didn't dare to hide it, put the black flag and Qiankun bag in front of the sloppy Taoist, and told the story one by one, and said: "Dao Chief, can you know what the Qinghe River God has to do with the Mountain and River Sword Sect!"

When the sloppy Taoist heard the Qinghe River God, he couldn't help but sneer, and said, "What does the mere river god have to do with the Mountain and River Sword Sect? ”

Swagger!

Chen Xuan's heart was relieved, and he said: "Since the Qinghe River God dares to tarnish the reputation of the sect, the disciple will send a message to Elder Zhang Su, and he must punish the Qinghe River God, otherwise the face of the Mountain and River Sword Sect will not exist!"

The sloppy Taoist looked at Chen Xuan with a smile on his face, and quipped: "Although the Qinghe River God has nothing to do with the Mountain and River Sword Sect, it is related to some inner disciples or elders, otherwise, how dare you be so powerful!"

"What if it has anything to do with the inner disciples or elders? As long as the Qinghe River God dares to tarnish the reputation of the Mountain and River Sword Sect, the disciples will dare to speak out, and if they want to come to Elder Zhang Su, they will not tolerate the loss of face of the sect. Chen Xuan's face changed slightly, and then his eyes showed a resolute expression.

"Pursuing the avenue, not forgetting the sect, but there is a trace of true discipleship. The sloppy Taoist said with a light sigh.

What is a true disciple!

Obtain the true inheritance of one sect and learn the true scriptures of the Zhenzong, and it is expected to view the Yuanshen Avenue, which can maintain the majesty of the sect outside, and can be inherited in an orderly manner, and the sect will not be lost.

It is a gifted person, dedicated to penance and pursuit of the Yuan Shen Dao fruit, as long as he does not have the heart to maintain the sect, he cannot set foot in the ranks of true disciples.