Yi Chen's letter traveled on the road for four days before being stuffed into a large green parcel.

As in many villages in China today, letterheads are piled up at the post office for those with letters to pick up by themselves, or an unlucky postman is sent to deliver them to their destination every other week or half a month on a green permanent truck. Yi Chen didn't know these actual situations, so he simply sent the letter. But Yi Chen's luck has always been good, a postman was about to go to Yang Village, and the letter was delivered into the mail package at the last moment.

Walking cautiously along the rugged roads of the countryside, this postman in his forties, a typical traditional Chinese man, an honest local, would never know what kind of bloody storm would be set off in the middle of the letter he was about to send.

On the way, the chain of the bicycle broke once, but fortunately the postman had already gained experience, and the bag had his own tools, and after a little repair, he was on the road again half an hour later. If it's in the car repair shop in the town, it costs two yuan, he can't bear it, well, the little doll at home is clamoring to buy a fountain pen, isn't there only the money for a fountain pen left?

Yang Village, a small village with 27 households, would not have received letters here for a year and a half, but recently there have been more than a dozen young people in the village who have gone out to work, and they often have letterheads back, and the post office will simply save up two months' letterheads and send them once. Anyway, there are a few villages near Yang Village, and it just so happened that this piece of letter was delivered together. The postman worked harder, and had to travel more than 60 miles at a time, but there was a bonus of ten yuan, which was a lot.

It is easy to recognize Yang Village, in the middle of Yang Village, there is a huge, so to speak, frighteningly large old poplar tree, at least three adults can be surrounded by thickness, and it is struck by lightning several times a year, but strangely, it can't hurt a single leaf.

The postman had already divided the letterhead delivered to Yang Village, and stood on the earthen bag under the big poplar tree and shouted, "Received the letter...... I'm here to receive the letter. So he put a stack of letterheads under the tree and pressed them with a stone...... He just took the air express and didn't know what to do, 'Mr. Yang, No. 6, No. 5 Road, Yang Village, Town, Sichuan Province, China', isn't this, this address a joke?

Yang Village is called Yang Village because of this poplar tree, at least he doesn't remember that there is a surname Yang. I was in too much of a hurry when I left the post office just now, and I didn't check the address, otherwise I would have sent it back directly......

A lean old man walked by with a wooden cane and smiled at the postman: "Here you go again?"

The postman nodded and smiled: "Yes, you are still ......in good spirits" The postman suddenly reacted: "Isn't this old man surnamed Yang? Huh? Why didn't you think of him just now?...... Yes, who would pay attention to such an old man who is dying? Moreover, it is rare for him to live alone in a small house on the mountain. ”

He hurriedly stopped him: "Old man Yang, your letter is from abroad." ”

Old man Yang laughed: "My old man, a letter from abroad, I have never been out of Qingcheng Mountain in my life...... Take a look at ......."

The postman walked up a few steps towards him and pulled out the letter, Old Man Yang's face had changed a little, and he didn't look at the envelope, nodded and said, "Well, it's for me, an old friend I haven't seen for a long time...... What did he go to?Strange, strange......" He almost snatched the letter and walked towards the village without touching the ground.

The postman laughed, "Well, it looks like he's missing you." He didn't think much about whether something was wrong.

Old man Yang staggered out of the distance, and when he saw that there was no one nearby, he went straight up the back mountain, his eyes flashed with an inhuman green light, and his body attached to a giant tree, and disappeared like this, and the mountain was suddenly empty, as if no one had passed by at all just now-

Dunjia Sect is different from Tianxing Sect, Tianxing Sect simply used the formation method to occupy the mountains within a radius of more than 100 miles, and closed the door to enjoy it, while Dunjia Sect has seven or eight small Taoist temples in the deep mountains of Qingcheng Mountain, which have more than 200 disciples and monks who live under the door, and other disciples are walking the world, looking for raw materials for making Dunjia utensils and honing their practice. The closest Taoist temple to each other is about ten miles away, often on the mountainside of the two peaks, shouting to each other can be heard, but ordinary people just have to climb for a long time.

Yang Lao flashed out of a willow tree in the courtyard of the 'Escape to the World', and hit the buttocks of the little Taoist boy who was cleaning the courtyard with a cane: "Hey, are you Qingfeng or Qingyun?"

Xiao Daotong hurriedly threw away the broom: "Uncle Shi, the head is playing chess with Huo Zhenren in the backyard." ”

Yang Lao touched his head: "You people, don't take a Dao name seriously, look, Qingfeng Fuyun, these cheesy names, the subordinates of various sects call them casually, at least twenty small paths are this name, isn't it bothering my old man?"

Xiao Daotong almost laughed, but Yang Lao didn't bother to perform the escape technique, and walked quickly towards the backyard with a cane.

The current head of the Dunjia Sect, the head of the Sky Heavenly Dao, is a five-wisp willow beard, usually said to be gentle and warm, and the general character of warm boiled water, but from the fact that he likes to make friends with Huo Zhenren, a character whose temper can knock the sky out of a hole, he knows that he is really a hot and hot old Taoist who wants people's lives. Even Tian Leizi of the Heavenly Star Sect was also his drinking friend, if it weren't for the identity of the head of the sect to suppress him, the old Dao of the sky would have patted his ass and caused trouble everywhere.

Seeing that Yang Lao entered, his body was thin and shriveled, wrapped in a green sermon robe, his body was shrouded in a layer of red smoke, and the fire real person who was hit by the heat wave within three feet of his body clapped his hands and laughed: "Old Yangshu, are you here?" Okay, good, good, the monkeys on Qingcheng Mountain, you can find them, go and steal a thousand catties of monkey wine for me." ”

Yang Lao was so angry that he swept over with a cane: "You yourself are a big monkey, a thousand catties? You have hollowed out Qingcheng and Emei, and you can take out two hundred catties, and I will now knock my head into the Five Elements Sect to worship you as a master...... Master, this is a letter from the Heavenly Star Sect, indicating that it is for you. ”

Kongtian Lao Dao was stunned for a moment: "Huh, Tianxing Sect is not far away, what is there to run over and say, and send a letter, eh, as soon as Tianxinzi Daoist brother is in retreat, Tianxianzi Daoist friends are also facing the wall, just a few Tianfengzi Daoists, Tianxing Sect has become unremarkable...... Ping said that he laughed and scolded us and played the piano indiscriminately, and now he has learned to play these false etiquette, between our several sects, do we need this?"

Yang Lao sat on the ground with his buttocks, hammered his old legs and said, "Alas, it's still from abroad...... Didn't they go to England or something? Maybe something they sent me. He handed over the envelope casually, and then watched happily as Huo Zhenren quietly changed the position of the chess pieces on the chessboard, and forcibly blocked a small dragon in the sky.

Kong Tian Lao Dao took the envelope and was stunned for a moment: "It's not Yiyangzi, but ...... Do you two still remember the one who the Heavenly Star Sect drove away five years ago?"

Elder Yang stretched his neck: "That one who claimed to be the most talented in the Heavenly Star Sect for thousands of years, and was later forced away by a few miscellaneous hairs of the Daode Sect who were disrespectful to the old man?"

Kong Tian Lao Dao nodded, and with a finger of his hand, the envelope turned into shreds, revealing the silver shimmering letter paper, reading it slowly, and muttering to himself: "Yichenzi still has such a strong True Yuan now, it seems that they are much purer than Yiyangzi, what is the reason for this?"

Yang Lao and Huo Zhenren looked at the old man of Kongtian with blank eyes, one was eager to do something to make a big fuss, and the other was full of joy waiting to continue playing chess, and when he killed the old man of Kongtian, he could brag about it when he went back, who called a few brothers and sisters whose chess strength was not as good as that of the old man of Kongtian, and he was humiliated three or five times a day? It has been more than two hundred years, but I have seen enough of his arrogant face.

The old man of the sky took a long breath, and a smile slowly appeared on his face, and the more he smiled, the brighter he became. Yang Lao and Huo Zhenren were as if they had seen a ghost, and whispered: "Master (Brother Dao), don't scare us, what's going on?"

The lung capacity of the Sky Old Dao seemed to be a little too large, and when he inhaled it in one go, the wind and clouds above the dozen or so nearby mountains suddenly changed, and a long breath sucked into his mouth like a tornado. The clouds in the sky changed like a lantern, the mountain streams involuntarily rolled upside down, the trees shook and shook, and the hardware veins buried in the ground actually made an extremely shocking jingle sound, and the power of the five elements was driven by him alone, and it was like a crazy turmoil.

Kongtian Lao Dao punched the chess table, and Huo Zhenren watched with great regret as the chessboard and chess pieces turned to pieces in a wave of heat.

The old Dao of the sky flew up, suspended a hundred and ten zhang above the ground, and shouted loudly: "The 'Flying Heaven Dunjia Fu' made by the ancestor has summoned nine hundred and seventy-seven disciples of the four generations of the Dunjia Sect to gather in the Retreat World View. ”

The red smoke on Huo Zhenren's body was turbulent, and he said at first glance: "The old Taoist priest has lost his temper, what the hell is going on? Gather all the disciples of the Dunjia Sect, what does he want to do? Go to the mountain gate of the Daode Sect? Obediently for a long winter, this is not to say that you can break through, why do you want our Five Elements Sect to add a hand." ”

Yang Lao's crutches slapped on his buttocks: "The old monkey doesn't know the severity, rushing to the mountain gate of the Daode Sect? Do you want the monks to make a mess of the hundred sects? However, except for fighting other sects, you don't need to gather so many people, right? Master, you have a brain stroke?" The last sentence, Yang Lao shouted loudly, for fear that the empty sky old dao would not be able to hear it.

The old Dao of the sky descended, with a warm smile on his face: "Senior brother, old monkey, do you remember a thousand years ago, someone knelt down in front of the mountain gate of my Dunjia Sect for seven days and seven nights, and worshiped my Dunjia Sect?"

Purple-red flames flashed in Huo Zhenren's eyes: "That, that one colluded with outsiders to steal the human escape in your Dunjia Sect's Three Heavenly Books, as well as the miscellaneous pieces of my Five Elements Sect's 'Five Elements True Solution' introductory chapter?" fuck ...... Are you talking about him?"

The more he laughed, the happier he became: "Yes, yes, it's him, speaking of which, he is also our elder...... It turns out that he is not from our country, he is an islander on the eastern island, after stealing our classics, he actually started a sect on the eastern island, you say, this is also a matter of our Dunjia Sect and the Five Elements Sect, right? If the patriarch knew about this, I am afraid that he would also break through the boundary and return from the immortal realm, right?"

Yang Lao spit out a tongue that was more than a foot long: "Is that the person we have been chasing and killing for thousands of years?"

Kong Tian Lao Dao laughed happily, his face was full of joy: "Yichenzi said, this sect calls itself Juhua, and it is divided into Fenglin Volcano and the Five Elements Alliance with some inexplicable schools, which is now called the Protector God Sect of the country, hahahahaha, if I see Yichenzi, I will accept him to get started, Tianxing Sect doesn't want it, I didn't say that we don't want Dunjia Sect, right?"

Huo Zhenren jumped into the sky with a slick of fireworks, and went straight to the depths of Qingcheng Mountain, quickly leaving a sentence: "Kongtian Old Niubi, let me tell you, if you dare to take people to rush to the mountain gate like this, I will cut off your beard." Wait for me, I'll report back to the master...... The five elements of Dunjia have never been distinguished. ”

After a pillar of incense, more than a dozen colorful rays of light rose from the 'Retreat to the Sky' and flew towards the caves in China...... Gradually, from those caves, all kinds of brilliance shot out one after another, intertwining in the air, and it was very lively and beautiful.

In the world, many things always have a time of luck. If Tianxinzi did not retreat, if Tianxianzi did not face the wall, and even Tianfengzi, Tianyunzi, Tiansongzi, Tiantianzi, Tiantongzi, and so on, a group of people who walked around the mountain gate a little bit that day, maybe the people who went to the UK would still have a little way to live, but they were going to die that day, Tianleizi touched his stomach and took two apprentices to watch the mountain scenery at the mountain gate, to put it bluntly, he was extremely bored, and he didn't want to meditate and practice qi, so he sat here in a daze.

Then, the fiery red Dunjia Sect Feifu arrived, and Tian Leizi took it with one hand.

Tian Leizi read the information on Feifu, hahaha laughed wildly three times, and gave the two apprentices an order: "I'll go to the mountain to buy drunk, and see if I can pick a new junior brother for you to come back...... You two are both good apprentices of the master, and you will definitely not say it, will you? If you still want to learn the Great Zhou Tianxin Method in the future, you are not allowed to say it. Huh? Remember. ”

Tian Lei Zi slipped out of the Heavenly Star Sect like a thief, leaving the two apprentices looking at each other at a loss.

Tian Leizi had just flown less than ten miles towards the side of Qingcheng Mountain, and his head fell again, and he thought on the ground: "If I go like this, I will definitely not be able to get over my face...... Our monks and hundreds of sects have always been in the same spirit, if I am the only one in my Heavenly Star Sect to run away, it will be too unreasonable. But if they go, I won't have a chance to show my face...... By the way, by the way, aren't there still beast spirits in the back mountain who have a thousand-year-old climate? Just take them to serve as a façade, just say that they are my new apprentices, and no one said that we decent cultivators are not allowed to accept spirits as disciples, right?"

These beast spirits are not the ones that Yi Chen has saved, but some good goblins who are really dedicated to the Tao, have profound cultivation, and are dedicated to taking off their fur and scale armor and achieving positive results. Tian Leizi moved this crooked idea, are there still any of these beast spirits who don't want to contribute?-

Beibi Mountain, the underground palace under the mountain, the ghost king of Beibi Mountain turned his green eyes: "Hmph, their orthodox people go to clean up the traitors, it's none of our business, let them go...... Hmph, there's nothing good, so why should we do it?"

A miserable white geist flew up quickly: "King, you can't say that. ”

The ghost king crunched and took a bite of the fresh sika deer's thigh meat, and said with a sneer: "Well, you say, if we go, they will not like us, what good is there? ”

The wandering spirit let out a sharp laugh: "Great King, if you want to come to that sect, see what kind of juhua is called on Feifu, you can escape the thousand-year-old pursuit of the Dunjia Sect and the Five Elements Sect, and naturally there is some climate." There must be a lot of disciples, and they must have some cultivation, but they are all masters of Yuanyang, and their bodies are much stronger than ordinary people...... Hehe, aren't there too few puppet warriors in our harem recently? The essence they have cultivated can also supplement the skills of our low-level ghosts, and their souls can also be used as miscellaneous servants. ”

The ghost king shook his tall body and laughed wildly: "Yes, yes, why didn't you think of it? Well, well, those decent monks, if we move their disciples, it will definitely be a big trouble, but if we move those traitors, what else do they have to say? ”

A tall skeletal warrior had a question: "Great King, what are they talking about, and where is Britain? In the Central Plains or in the southern Xinjiang?"

The ghost king and the wandering spirit were stunned, in a daze for a long time, and after racking all the remaining brains, the ghost king clapped his hands and laughed: "Stupid, we don't know, just catch a living person and ask...... Quack Quack Quack ......"

There was a sound of sycophants in the dungeon: "King Shengming...... Shengming ......" -

There is something in the wind...... Yi Chen had a good conversation with Auf and West in Manchester, not knowing at all that the Chinese sects of cultivation, demon cultivation, and demon cultivation had already made a fuss because of a letter from him......

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