Nearly a thousand miles to the west, there is a thousand-meter-high peak, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, exuding a fairy aura.

This mountain is called Fu Zheng Mountain, one of the famous mountains of the Great Qianguo, occupies hundreds of miles in the circle.

There is an old road in the mountains, known as the Fu Dao people, because he is good at making rune spells and depicting and arranging the formation. Walking around in the mountains all year round, it is rare to see this old way out.

Early this morning, when I saw the Fu Dao people walking out of the mountain, the nearby mountain people who met this old Taoist would say hello kindly, because this old Taoist often helped the nearby mountain names to heal people, drive away demons and monsters, and keep the people of this side safe.

"What's going on, it took more than ten years to create a puppet that resembles a real person, and sealed one of my thoughts into it, how could I suddenly lose contact?" Fu Daoist pinched his fingers and calculated, his brows slowly furrowed.

"Well, what's going on? My heir will appear in the Barren Mountain? This is not very good, recently Xiaoyao Hou has set up a situation in the Barren Mountain, and wants to kill some monks who disobey him, if my heir really appears in the Barren Mountain, it will be dangerous, no, my will come out and talk about it. ”

Fu Zheng Daoist waved his sleeves, and six pieces of jade suddenly flew out of his sleeves and fell to the ground to form a Taiji figure.

The old Tao has a void and flowers, and soon there are many ghost-like symbols in the ground Taiji figures, which are all painted with cinnabar, and when the Fu Daoist finishes drawing the last stroke, a mysterious space fluctuation comes from the Taiji graphics on the ground.

One step at a time, just stepping on the yang fish eye in the yin and yang fish eye in the Tai Chi figure, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and the entire Tai Chi figure instantly sent a burst of light, covering a radius of more than ten zhang.

When the light dissipated, the old way had disappeared, and a mist slowly rose up around the Taiji diagram more than ten zhang radius, and the fog became bigger and bigger, and finally he couldn't see his five fingers.

The nearby mountain people seemed to be accustomed to seeing such a situation, and they all deliberately avoided this fog, and there was no trace of surprise on their faces.

In the sky above the place where the unscrupulous Taoist priest was killed, a distortion suddenly appeared in the calm void, and then the distorted space seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, and then, out of it, a gray-haired old Daoist was the Fu Daoist of Fu Qi Mountain.

When the Fu Daoist came out, the spatial vortex slowly disappeared, and the spatial fluctuations returned to normal.

"Well, it should be right here. ”

The Fu Daoist pinched the trick with both hands, and the void carved a spell, and then hit the ground below, and saw the ground rolling, and then it seemed to turn into a big mouth of dirt, slowly vomiting, and finally the body of the unscrupulous Taoist priest was sprayed out, and the ground returned to normal, as if it had never moved.

The Fu Daoist squatted down and stroked the wound on the top of the unscrupulous Taoist priest's head with his hand, his face flashed with a hint of surprise, and then he returned to normal, and with a wave of his big sleeve, the corpse of the unscrupulous Taoist priest in the ground disappeared.

"Hehehe, that kid shouldn't have gone far yet, and I have saved the old way I ran around, well, it turned out to be the youngest son of the prince of Daxia Guozong, hehehe, it's okay, if you are really the destined heir of the old man, then what's the harm in accepting you? Xiaoyao Hou has suppressed dissidents for more than ten years, the court is arbitrary, and many meritorious ministers have been killed because they disobeyed his orders, hehehe, how many years of luck can such a Great Qianguo have? On the other hand, the Great Xia Kingdom, although it is also said to be in the West Mountain, is full of vitality, which is much better than that of the Great Qianguo. ”

The Fu Dao people raised their eyes and looked at the path Zong Rui and the others were taking, and chased down, and every time they landed, many runes appeared on the ground, and when the feet were raised, they disappeared.

And each step has more than a dozen zhang, as if it is the legendary magic power of shrinking the ground into inches.

After a few days of research, Zong Rui finally knew another thing in the Journey to the West world, that is, the Journey to the West World not only contains the immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters in the Journey to the West, but also the characters in the Journey to the West world, and because of the mutation of the Mixed Yuan Bead, Zong Rui was able to explore a wider place, as if the scope of exploration in the Journey to the West was suddenly magnified dozens or hundreds of times.

Zong Rui took the white-clothed Xiucai layer transformed into a divine soul and explored westward, and was able to fly out of the realm of Huaguo Mountain, to the realm of human beings, and to other mountains, and saw many other monsters and cultivators.

And the newly acquired sword is also named, called Killing Immortals, which means that it is a sword that can kill the immortals, gods and Buddhas, demons and monsters. Zong Rui killed a centuries-old python again, and made a scabbard for the slasher from the python skin.

"Hehehe, boy, you and your friends should go to the old man's Fu Gong Mountain as guests. ”

Just when Zong Rui was in high spirits and wanted to try his immortal sword, he felt dizzy, time and space reversed, and the apocalyptic scene of the void shattered, and when he returned to normal, Zong Rui found that he had come to another place, and there was an old Taoist priest with gray hair standing in front of him.

"Who are you?How did I get here?Where have my subordinates and friends gone?" Zong Rui pulled out the immortal slashing and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him vigilantly.

Although he didn't sense a trace of mana fluctuation from the old Taoist in front of him, he knew that this person was extremely powerful, and he couldn't be careless.

"This sword of yours is a divine weapon, cutting gold and jade. The old Taoist priest wiped his beard and said, nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Let me introduce myself, this is Fu Qi Mountain, which is my territory for the old Taoist." Others call me a Fu Dao person, because Poor Dao is good at making talismans and depicting and arranging formations. ”

"Are you from Fu Zheng Dao? I haven't heard of it, where are my friends and subordinates?"

Fu Zheng Dao people still looked smiling, and said: "They were placed by me in the back mountain of Fu Qi Mountain, don't worry, they are fine, I brought you here to save your life, do you know who released the news that there is a book from heaven in Mang Barren Mountain?"

"Who is it? Do you know?"

"Yes, Poor Dao knows that this news was released by the Marquis of Daqianguo, he set up a bureau in the barren mountain, and wanted to kill some of the monks who did not listen to him, fortunately, I deduced a little eyebrows, and I just felt that you and I had a trace of fate, so I brought it back by the way. ”

Fu Dao originally wanted to say that you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, but he was afraid that he would lose his face, so he changed his words, and he had to let Zong Rui take the initiative to learn the art of Fu Zheng with himself.

"How far is this Fu Qi Mountain from the Barren Mountain, how did you get us here?" Zong Rui looked at the surrounding scenery, and was suddenly surprised, because he found that there was green grass everywhere, birds and flowers, and there was no cold winter at all, but a warm spring season.

"Fu Qi Mountain and the surrounding more than ten miles have been arranged by the poor road formation, this formation can isolate this place from the outside world, and can gather the aura of heaven and earth, change the heaven and earth, and control the climate within a radius of hundreds of miles, so the four seasons here are like spring. Fu Daoren smiled.

"Do you know how to make talismans? and how to set up formations?

"Of course it's true, I moved you here from thousands of miles away because of the formation and talisman technique. You see. A yellow rune paper suddenly appeared between the fingers of the Fu Daoist, chanting a spell, and then a little, the yellow rune paper turned into a red light and flew to a boulder dozens of zhang away.

"Boom"

A loud and deafening bang rang out, and the stone the size of a millstone was blown in half.

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