Chapter 18: The Golden Light of Death

In the golden autumn season of red leaves, Huangdang Mountain, which is not too majestic and dangerous, has this other beautiful scenery that makes people linger. The already quiet and elegant mountain www.biquge.info is decorated with fiery red makeup, making people reluctant to leave.

As a result, the waterfalls and clear streams dotted in the mountains have become an excellent place for countless literati and artists to drink, write poems, and display their talents. Therefore, it also attracted the Qingqi and Hongling who were all over the city under the mountain, twisting their delicate bodies, and all came here to go to the meeting of the wind and moon.

Although they are only here for money, and they are not interested in the scenery they have been used to, they are also in love. This is a rare gathering of Kaizi once a year, how can you be willing to return easily without a full stomach? It's a pity that this rare autumn scenic spot has become a bustling vanity fair.

However, this is not the case everywhere in Huangdang Mountain. Although the Kite Ming Valley located in the back mountain is as clear as wine, the valley is hidden and light, and the scenery is better than other places in this mountain. But no scholar dares to set foot in it easily, and even in conversation, few people mention this place.

It's just because that place with a beautiful scenery is a place for immortals to cultivate their truth. Even His Majesty the Emperor of Dashun Kingdom came to worship and worship once a year, and he was able to enter only once. Mortals, without that blessing, it's better not to say more!

It has always been very quiet and mysterious, but since Xiao Yun came here with the little girl named Wu Huan on his back, there has been a little less silence and a little more joy. As the little girl gradually recovered, there was a rare sound of silver bell-like laughter from time to time in this quiet valley.

Unconsciously, Xiao Yun had been in Kite Ming Valley for a week. He and his master Lei Yuanzi agreed on the latest reunion time is not much left, but so far there is still no news from Shizun. When he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, although Xiao Yun missed Lei Yuanzi very much, he also had a complicated psychology of being afraid of seeing his master.

It's just because Xiao Yun really doesn't want to think of the reluctance and unclear entanglement between the Xiao clan and the Blood Spirit Sect and the Shenxiao Dao Sect. This also made him very confused, so the only blood pig who knew these hidden secrets became Xiao Yun's best confidant in the dead of night, but what kind of good mentor could that demon be?

As a result, Xiao Yun's personality became more and more withdrawn, extreme, and even occasionally resembled neuroticism. Huang Ying and another outer disciple who was on duty here on a rotating basis, after seeing Xiao Yun personally execute a few splashes who robbed Wu Huan's silver that day a few days ago, they also began to respect him.

Fortunately, the senior brother Meng Gang is very concerned about this poor little junior brother, and the little girl Wu Huan, who came with Xiao Yun, also fell in love with this brother more and more, and the two children get along like brothers and sisters. This also made Xiao Yun, who was miserable in his heart, feel a little energetic and frolicked with Wu Huan, who was very much like his little sister, when he really looked like a child.

Time passed quietly. Xiao Yun, who was either cultivating with all his strength every day, or thinking crankily alone, finally successfully advanced to the eighth layer of the Qi cultivation period when winter came. It's just that after all this time, Master Lei Yuanzi still hasn't arrived.

During this period, Meng Gang also sent a book back to the door to inquire, but only got the news that Lei Yuanzi's ancestor had never returned. As a result, Xiao Yun's mood became more and more depressed, and even his favorite thing to frolic and play with Wu Huan in the past was now out of interest and looked a little listless.

Meng Gang looked at the little junior brother who was becoming more and more depressed like this coming winter, and felt very pity in his heart. In the early morning of this day, he made a special trip to take Xiao Yun and Wu Huan, who was already at the first level of Qi cultivation, to take the sword out of the valley, and went to a hidden fang city more than two hundred miles away to scatter his mind and gain a long insight.

Although Meng Gang had just built the foundation, he only used a flying sword that barely reached the spiritual weapon and was not considered good. But it was only more than 200 miles, and it was not a moment before it came. Xiao Yun and Wu Huan, the two children who experienced such a galloping feeling for the first time, were so surprised that their jaws almost dropped.

Looking at the two junior brothers and sisters who admired him very much, Meng Gang grinned: "Little junior brother, little junior sister, let's go! I'll take you around today, I'm going to go back to the sect in the spring, and I don't know when I'm going to come next time." ”

"Okay, good, big brother, it's the best, Xiao Huan likes to go shopping the most, I haven't been out for a long time!" The little girl heard Meng Gang's words, and took Xiao Yun's hand and jumped up, and her big eyes suddenly smiled into crescent moons.

Xiao Yun was also driven by the excited emotions of the little girl next to him at this time, a rare smile appeared on her gloomy little face, and a pair of big bloody eyes looked around curiously, as if she was very interested in this market that she had heard from her senior brothers many times and belonged to the cultivator's trade.

Meng Gang saw that taking Xiao Yun out to relax really had some effect, so he nodded with a smile, turned around and moved a few steps forward, and came to the open space in front of the three of them. Immediately, the sturdy young monk raised his hand and sent out an interrogation talisman into the void in front of him, and then used his spiritual power to slap three palms into the air.

I saw ripples in the void, and after a ripple overflowed, a voice came out: "It turned out to be Meng Daoyou of the Shenxiao Dao Sect who came, and I was disappointed, please come in!"

As soon as the voice fell, a void portal appeared out of thin air. Meng Gang turned around and said to the two children with a smile: "Senior brother, junior sister, follow me in, see how lucky we are today, if we can find some treasures, hehe!"

After speaking, Meng Gang kept laughing and strode into the portal, but Xiao Yun was forced to drag the little girl who couldn't wait, and also followed into the market.

Xiao Yun, who crossed the gate of Fang City, only felt a flower in front of him, which was originally just a wilderness, but now it has become a place where pavilions and people come and go.

Although these buildings are only a little gorgeous, they are far from the fairyland that my grandfather once described. But when he came to such a place for the first time, Xiao Yun was also a little cramped, secretly frightened, but also very cautious to look at this strange place.

After careful investigation, Xiao Yun actually found that this place was full of cultivators, and even those brokers who came to Meng Gang to collect work had at least the second level of cultivation in the Qi cultivation period. So the little child became more and more curious about this place.

However, Xiao Yun's actions were against the practice of cultivators. Using his spiritual sense to casually glance at other cultivators was a very impolite behavior, but Xiao Yun had little experience in the cultivation realm and didn't know it.

Meng Gang saw that the little junior brother was so ignorant, so he hurriedly reminded him softly, but he was still a step too late. At this moment, among the few people who noticed Xiao Yunling's detection, a very strange man immediately attacked.

"That hairy boy, don't you understand the rules? Do you want Lao Tzu to teach you!" the thin, blue-faced man in a golden robe, who didn't show any wealth, shouted loudly. The figure, which did not match the voice at all, made people look from a distance and think that it was an eight-foot-high bamboo pole carrying a piece of golden silk.

Meng Gang turned around and was about to have a seizure when he heard this, but thinking that it was indeed his little junior brother who was rude in front of him, he suppressed the anger in his heart, arched his hand and said: "This Taoist friend, today Meng Mou brought his junior brother and junior sister to go shopping. The two children are just new to the cultivation realm, and they don't know the rules very well, if there is anything to offend, please give me a few thin noodles from the Shenxiao Dao Sect, forgive the children for not being knowledgeable, Meng thanked him first. ”

Several cultivators who were originally aware of Xiao Yun's rude behavior, after hearing Meng Gang's words, also arched their hands generously, said that it was okay, and then left separately. Only the golden-robed thin bamboo pole still refused to give up, and his mouth still kept scolding.

"Yo he...!Is the Shenxiao Dao Sect amazing? Others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu is not afraid of you. Come, come, come, little miscellaneous hair, you and the master kowtow a few times, and Lao Tzu will let you go. "This arrogant weirdo is obviously sick, but Meng Gang, who is a sixth-layer cultivator in the Qi cultivation period and dares to provoke Meng Gang in the foundation building period, is estimated to be a hundred times more nervous than Xiao Yun.

With such foul language, Meng Gang can still suppress his anger, and he has never been afraid of any of his peers within the territory of millions of miles in this continent, not to mention that he is still a casual cultivator in the Qi cultivation period who does not know the origin.

So before a few brokers could persuade each other, they saw Meng Gang flash forward, and his head was a punch. Immediately, a golden-robed monster was beaten with blood flying all over his face, and the robe he was wearing became a golden plum blossom picture.

"Little Miscellaneous Hair, you... You dare to beat Lao Tzu! You wait with me... Ouch...!" The golden-robed thin bamboo pole was still stiff-mouthed, but the angry Meng Gang flew up and kicked it on the ass that didn't have four taels of meat, and then flew away. Such a funny scene immediately caused a burst of laughter around him.

In this way, the furious Meng Gang couldn't help but feel funny, and his anger dissipated a lot at the moment. From afar, he shouted at the figure whose limbs were crawling quickly on the ground and fleeing like a mad dog: "Okay, I'm waiting for you here!" Remember, I'm Meng Gang of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, don't dare to come." ”

After this farce, the three of them didn't care about the threatening words of the golden-robed strange man. It's no wonder that the three of them obviously didn't notice that the brokers who had been extremely enthusiastic about them were now far away from the three of them, as if they were hiding from some trouble.

Meng Gang took two curious children and walked around the market. Although he didn't find any treasures as he said, looking at the two happy little guys, the warm-hearted senior brother only felt refreshed. It's really right to come out for a walk this time, it's good that the little junior brother and the little junior sister are happy.

Unconsciously, the three of them had been shopping for more than two hours, and Xiao Yun, who had a smile again, was indeed very knowledgeable. And got the magic weapon hosta that Brother Yun specially bought for herself, and the little girl smiled like a little flower.

Seeing that it was past noon at this time, Meng Gang took the two children out of Fang City to prepare to return to Kite Ming Valley. Nazhi had just spit out the flying sword, but before he could fly, he heard a voice in front of him: "Ancestor, it's this little miscellaneous hair!"

Hearing this, Meng Gang and the three of them hurriedly looked forward, and saw that in the empty space just now, an old man with blond hair and a golden robe who was also covered with no flesh was carrying a thin bamboo pole that had been beaten in the Fang Market before, standing on top of the golden bone claws that had stalled out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, Meng Gang suddenly gasped and looked solemn. The spiritual pressure that escaped from the golden robe old man's whole body was at least the Jindan Patriarch, and the golden bone claw was undoubtedly a magic weapon.

Meng Gang was extremely remorseful at this time, he knew that there was such a disaster, and he should have ended the thin bamboo pole before. I didn't expect that a momentary carelessness would cause such a catastrophe. In a hurry, he hurriedly protected the two children behind him, saluted the golden-robed old man in the air, and then began to inquire about the meaning.

"Shenxiao Dao Sect Meng Gang, I have seen the seniors! I don't know what the seniors have to tell us if they block our way?"

The golden-robed old man let out a strange laugh like a child's cry when he heard this, and then he said in a strange way: "Lao Tzu is specifically coming to you, Lao Tzu's nephew is no longer successful, and it will not be your turn to teach a lesson, Shenxiao Dao Sect...... Lao Tzu has also killed a lot, and today there are three more, Ji, Ji, Ji......"

Hearing these words, Meng Gang still didn't know who was coming. This fang is the golden-robed old monster who has been wanted by the five major sects of the continent for a long time. It's just that this person's cultivation has long been at the peak of Jindan, and he is alone, without any drag, and he has been wanted for more than 20 years, and he still hasn't captured this demon sect that specializes in opposing the five major sects.

Meng Gang, who had a bad secret saying in his heart, shook his hand and sent out a thousand-mile talisman to send a message to the master. When he was about to take the flying sword in front of him and put him on full alert, he did not forget to distract the attention of the golden-robed old monster with a loud voice, so as not to intercept the flying Thousand Miles Talisman.

"You are an old monster in a golden robe! You dare to appear in the island! Kill the three of us, you old devil can't escape, he will let the elders of the sect let your soul fly away!"

The golden-robed old monster who originally wanted to tease the three of them and then slowly torture and kill them, didn't expect Meng Gang to be so fearless. was only listened to by Meng Gang's unrelenting words, and then found that the thousand-mile talisman had already flown away, and the golden-robed old monster suddenly became angry.

......I didn't expect Lao Tzu to hunt geese all day long, and today he was pecked by geese. was actually played by you, a junior, under Lao Tzu's nose. I can't leave you with anything, let's die for Lao Tzu!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't see how the golden-robed old monster in the air behaved, and the golden ghost claw instantly shot out a golden light, heading straight for Meng Gang and the others.

In such a situation, Meng Gang knew that no matter how much he escaped, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of this old demon at the peak of Jindan. What's more, there are two young junior brothers and sisters behind him, and they can only sacrifice their lives to block it for a moment, and escape into the market to plan for the future. I think that the old devil still doesn't dare to destroy the entire Fang City, and the Jindan seniors who preside over the Fang City will definitely stop it.

In the midst of his thoughts, Meng Gang mobilized all his spiritual power and concentrated on the spirit weapon flying sword, facing the golden light that shot quickly.

As soon as Meng Gang's sword with all his strength came into contact with the golden light, a crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and the flying sword was immediately broken into two. The deadly golden light still shot straight towards the three of them......