Xiyue Huashan is dangerous!

Sixteen-year-old Li Mengyang has been in the Zixia Cave of Chaoyang Peak in Huashan for eight years, and when he was eight years old, his master, Lin Qingqi, the real person of the fire dragon, picked up Li Mengyang, who was wandering and begging for food, on the streets of Chang'an. (Read the novel network):.

On the one hand, Lin Qingqi pitied the unfortunate experience of this child, on the other hand, he found that this child looked from afar, and there was a three-foot green qi rising endlessly on his head, as if he had a great fate, so he had always been lazy to accept apprentices, so he made an exception and brought Li Mengyang back to Huashan to cultivate the truth.

Although Xiuzhen's life is quite hard, Li Mengyang has no choice, he is an orphan, if it weren't for Lin Qingqi's occasional kindness, he would probably have starved to death on the streets of Chang'an.

Lin Qingqi, the real person of the fire dragon, was short-tempered, chasing demons and slaying demons for many years, and it was easy to have free time, so he sat outside the Zixia Cave, holding a wine gourd, closing his eyes and enjoying the breeze and bright moon, a picture of a Taoist immortal, so that he had no time to patiently teach this only apprentice, that is, he was interested by chance, and pointed and pointed at him.

Although the master had very little time to teach and explain the Dao, this did not prevent Li Mengyang from learning the Huashan School's mastery - Qingfeng Jue.

He is quite talented, and it only took him eight years to practice the Qingfeng technique to the third level of wind control, that is, to reach the realm of driving things.

This is something that others can only do after at least twenty years of hard work, and if he can have a suitable spirit sword, Li Mengyang is confident that with his Dao method, he will definitely be able to take the Dao Pills exam.

This point is of great significance, if he passes the assessment of the Dao Zong Division, obtains the degree, and becomes an official Taoist chief, then he can receive twenty taels of silver per month, which is equivalent to the income of an ordinary person for a year, which is enough to make Li Mengyang worry about food and clothing.

Lin Qingqi had long said that he would get him a suitable spirit sword, but every time the master returned to the mountain, he always brought back a lot of wine bottles, and he never brought back the spirit sword he needed, especially when he thought that he would have to conduct the triennial assessment in three months, Li Mengyang was extremely depressed.

Despite this, Li Mengyang never blamed the master, because he knew that even an ordinary low-grade spirit sword would cost at least thousands of taels of silver, and a high-grade spirit sword was even more priceless and unavailable.

Although Lin Qingqi's Taoist cultivation is high, but he has no patience, he is always in a hurry to do things, he often says: This body is not to this life, but to what life is this body? The fairy world is nothing more than an amplified human pleasure, so the immortal family has three joys, that is: drinking flower tea, tasting flower wine, and interpreting flower language.

At first, Li Mengyang didn't know the meaning of this, he had seen Lin Qingqi drink flower tea, that is, he added some dried flowers such as **, jasmine, and roses to the tea, but he didn't see Lin Qingqi adding flowers to the wine, but instead soaked some ginseng, centipedes, snake gall bladders, etc., until he and his master went to "Chang'an Yue" for the first time, they knew that drinking "flower wine" really made men very happy.

As for the language of interpreting flowers, Li Mengyang did not simply think that it was to appreciate flowers and pity flowers, and sure enough, when Lin Qingqi was accidentally drunk, he muttered, "Untie the flower clothes of the ×××, and ...... it" At this time, Li Mengyang completely understood that Lin Qingqi's fairy realm was "immortality and beauty", so he despised this old man in his heart.

On this day, before the sky dawned, Li Mengyang, as before, came to the famous worry-free ancient pine tree in the Guanri Cliff, and the master said that this is the place where the aura of Huashan gathers, so Li Mengyang always practices the Qingfeng Technique here.

Qingfeng Jue pays attention to the natural casting of spells, with clouds as food and breeze as control, there are five layers: the first layer of Qi refining, the second layer of Feiyan, the third layer of wind control, the fourth layer of submersion, and the fifth layer of intangible.

When the Qingfeng technique has reached the fourth and fifth layers, the latent and invisible realm, the power of the famous Huashan Qingfeng swordsmanship will be revealed, and the flying sword will come and go at will, although the head of a person is thousands of miles away, it is only a moment, and it is the most ruthless swordsmanship that kills people in the invisible.

On the top of the mountain, under the worry-free ancient tree, there is a little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged, silently savoring the unique quiet and loneliness of this world.

When Li Mengyang ran the Qingfeng Jue for thirty-six weeks, the heaven and earth aura in his body had become saturated, and he had completed the cultivation of the day.

After practicing, he suddenly felt bored, so he raised his eyes and looked around, but when he saw the mountains undulating, the sky was reckless, the Yellow River and Weishui were like silk, and the desert plains were like silk, looking at the floating clouds in the sky, Li Mengyang seemed to see the loving faces of his parents again, and he unconsciously shed tears.

He will never forget, when he was seven years old during the Mid-Autumn Festival, their whole family gathered together, was admiring the moon and flowers, eating moon cakes, tasting melons and fruits, suddenly encountered a big attack by the Demon Sect, his father Li Qingfeng fought against a strong enemy and his whereabouts are unknown, his mother blew up Jin Dan and died with a strong enemy in order to protect him from escaping, he was able to escape from the pursuit of the Demon Sect, so that he wandered the streets and begged for a living. Read the novel network and remember me)

This bloody scene of the past made Li Mengyang's eyes flash with infinite hatred, and he muttered: "Demon Sect, Demon Sect ......"

Suddenly, he pulled out the iron sword on his back and danced wildly on the top of the mountain.

Huashan Qingfeng swordsmanship is really powerful, although there are only nine styles, but with the sword light in the sky, there is a fierce murderous aura dancing with the sword.

With the scorching sun in the afternoon, the sky gradually became hot and dry, at this time Li Mengyang also felt that his body was hot and sweaty, so he stopped dancing the sword, he put away the iron sword, took off the robe on his body, put on his upper body, and sat down in the shade to rest.

Li Mengyang's body is tall and thin, although it is slightly thin, but it looks very strong due to years of cultivation, and on his left forearm, there is a three-inch arrow tattoo, which is turquoise and irregularly curved.

This is when he was a child, his father Li Qingfeng took advantage of his sleep to tattoo it, according to his father, this is an arrow tattoo, but no matter how Li Mengyang looks at it, it doesn't look like an arrow, but like a hairpin on a woman's head, especially the tail of the arrow is still in the shape of a flower.

This overly feminine tattoo made Li Mengyang ashamed to see people, so he kept covering it carefully, for fear of being ridiculed.

After resting for a while, Li Mengyang, who was relieved, put on his clothes and jumped down quickly from the Huashan cactus.

This is the trick of the breeze, and the body blows like a breeze!

Soon, Li Mengyang went down to Huashan and came to the valley in the south, where it was full of colorful nameless wildflowers, and there were countless giant cypress trees and pines, which covered the sun with thick shade, the wind passed through the forest, and the pine waves surged, adding a music-like charm, which was very refreshing and quiet.

Li Mengyang just took out peanuts and millet and other food from his pocket, and before he could open his palm, there was a sound of hula in the forest, and a large group of little magpies flew over, and the little squirrels also jumped over, burying their little heads in his palms, and scrambling unceremoniously, like a group of innocent and lovely children.

Xiuzhen's career is boring and lonely, in Huashan, Li Mengyang has no partners to co-author, this is mainly because of the scary people of the fire dragon real person Lin Qingqi's high seniority, he is actually the uncle of the head Yuxi Zhenren, and he is also one of the only two remaining Taishang elders in Huashan.

Therefore, Li Mengyang's seniority is relatively rising, many young disciples have to call him uncle when they see him, and some even call him uncle ancestor, and the precepts of the Huashan faction have always been strict, and any disrespectful behavior to the master will inevitably be severely punished.

And Li Mengyang is messing around, always thinking of causing infinite turmoil, but in the end, it is always others who are punished and blamed, he is always fine, which is also an important reason why Li Mengyang is not popular in Huashan, because no one pays attention to him, so Li Mengyang poured all his love on the cute little animals.

Under Li Mengyang's careful feeding, the little squirrels and little magpies around Huashan have grown fat, and they are full of vitality around him, bringing countless laughs to his monotonous cultivation life.

While teasing the little animals, he took out his dry food and ate it, and after eating, he played with the small animals for a while, and the little animals gradually dispersed, and the sky suddenly became lonely again.

Li Mengyang used his hands as a pillow, lying on his back on the grassy slope, watching the flowers and plants swaying gently, hearing the sound of bees collecting honey returning to the house flapping their wings in the air, and some white butterflies dancing lightly among the flowers.

Verdant mountains, verdant trees, wild flowers, wild grasses, white butterflies, there is a comfortable leisure here!

At this moment, Li Mengyang suddenly felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him secretly, but when he turned his head to look into the depths of the dense forest, the feeling of being watched disappeared again.

This feeling of being watched has lasted for a long time, especially after his Qingfeng Jue entered the Wind Control Realm, his six senses are particularly sensitive, and he can clearly feel that there are a pair of eyes that are always secretly watching him.

He had gone deep into the jungle to search, but no matter how much he searched, he could not find the owner of the eye.

Although the owner of the eyes has no obvious malice towards him, he is always peeped at, which makes Li Mengyang very uncomfortable, so that he doesn't dare to defecate in the open, and he even swears that if he has the opportunity, he must teach this hateful voyeur pervert a hard lesson!

After resting for a while, it was time for Li Mengyang to practice the exercises and read the book, and every time at this time, he would take out a thick book and read it.

Although the Huashan faction has declined into a sect that does not enter the stream, after all, it has a source of more than 1,000 years, and the collection of books can be described as rich, and Li Mengyang is immersed in hard reading whenever he has time.

When Li Mengyang was completely immersed in the sea of books, his Qingfeng Technique would automatically and slowly work, and he would enter a state of cultivation again.

One heart can be used for two purposes, which is also the reason for Li Mengyang's rapid progress, so on the one hand, he is a master of the breeze, and on the other hand, he is also well-read and omniscient.

The book in his hand is the "Taoist Collection" specially instructed by the head of Yuxi Zhenren to read, which contains a large number of Taoist classics, treatises, scientific precepts, runes, spells, rituals, praises, palace view mountain chronicles, immortal genealogy and biographies of Taoist figures, etc., as well as many works on medicine and health, internal and external pills, and astronomical calendars.

"It's a pity that the Huashan faction's "Daozang" is only partially fragmented, and it would be nice if we could collect all of them. Li Mengyang thought secretly.

Unconsciously, the red sun gradually fell in the west, and the sunset on the horizon sprinkled with ripples like fish scales, dyeing the lush ancient pines with a faint red halo, and in the cry of birds sleeping in the pine branches, the twilight was vast, and the residual glow slowly disappeared.

Another day, so it passed!

Li Mengyang's days are very simple, today is a repetition of yesterday, and tomorrow will continue today's qiē!

Although Xiuzhen's career is very monotonous and boring, Li Mengyang likes this peaceful and peaceful life very much, because the thrilling experience of asking for food is indeed a nightmare for him.

The season of late spring is when the mountain flowers are blooming, there are many unknown wild flowers and wild grasses in the mountains, and occasionally the petals are blown by the mountain wind and fall on the scroll.

Suddenly, a fawn broke into his sight, standing timidly among the mountain flowers, and his eyes full of spirituality revealed a pitiful gaze.

Li Mengyang immediately found that the deer in front of him was extraordinarily beautiful, with beautiful antlers as white as jade, and the color of the fur on his body was shining, as if there were nine beautiful patterns of different colors.

Could this be the legendary nine-colored deer that can bring luck to people?!

Li Mengyang immediately wanted to capture and domesticate this lovely creature, with the strength of the third layer of his Qingfeng Jue, it can be said that it is as fast as the wind, not to mention a small deer, even if it is a flying bird, he can easily catch it, so he held his breath and quietly crept towards the nine-colored deer.

When the nine-colored deer saw someone approaching, its little feet were kicking and running uneasily, but it did not immediately turn around and run away, but watched vigilantly at the person who tried to approach it with its beautiful eyes.

When Li Mengyang's hand was about to touch the back of the nine-colored deer, the deer suddenly ran forward quickly, and after running a short distance, he stopped and looked back at Li Mengyang, but there was a trace of contempt in his beautiful eyes.

This immediately aroused Li Mengyang's competitive heart, he transferred the Qingfeng Jue with all his might, locked his eyes on the nine-colored deer, and suddenly rose into the sky, shooting towards the deer as fast as lightning, this rapid speed, and even a violent wind.

But to Li Mengyang's surprise, he actually pounced again!

The moment he rushed out, the nine-colored deer jumped lightly, swept a few meters away, easily evaded Li Mengyang's capture, and squeezed his eyebrows at him, there was actually a disdainful look from the boss, as if he was teasing and provoking this person who tried to catch it in vain.

This made Li Mengyang really embarrassed, he chased after him and scolded: "You are a broken coward, there is a kind of Lao Tzu to stop." ”

But he chased quickly, and the fawn was as fast as the wind, and he slowed down, and the nine-colored deer was only walking slowly not far in front of him, always keeping a distance not far from him.

Li Mengyang reluctantly followed the nine-colored deer for a long time, he didn't want to domesticate this fawn now, he just wanted to catch this hateful nine-colored deer and smash it to dissipate his anger.

When the bright moon hung high in the sky, Li Mengyang followed the nine-colored deer to a valley, and suddenly the nine-colored deer turned a big stone and disappeared, when he chased over, he suddenly felt that his eyes were bright, and the scenery was actually very different from what he had just seen.

In front of me is a huge waterhole, like an unflawed gem set in the valley, the breeze blows, and the small ripples ripple away, making people fall into a dream.

It's quiet and beautiful, birds sing joyful tunes in the hollows, the cool mountain breeze blows the colorful glow in the sky, the crystal moonlight fills the waterhole, the soft petals pass over the heads of the fish, and there are small crabs and mountain frogs, playing happily in the water.

Li Mengyang suddenly felt refreshed, this was really a good place to cultivate, and the endless aura was surging over, making him even feel that practicing here would be more than twice as fast as practicing under the worry-free ancient tree!

He secretly sighed that he had no chance, although he had been in Huashan for eight years, and he was already very familiar with the grass and trees around Huashan, but he had never been here, as if he had come to another blessed place, which made him suspicious in his heart.

Suddenly, a thought arose in his heart, thinking that the nine-colored deer that kept playing with him might be a messenger sent by God to bring him to such a paradise-like world.

In this mysterious and very seductive feeling, he looked around while slowly walking along the waterhole, he didn't know what he would encounter, and he didn't know where he would go, maybe that extraordinary nine-colored deer could really bring him luck as the legend said, right?

Suddenly, Li Mengyang's eyes lit up, and he found that on a huge bluestone on the east side of the waterhole, there was actually a green grass growing, so quiet and gentle, like a beautiful girl waiting quietly.

What's even more amazing is that at the top of this little grass, there is a small golden bud, shining with a slight golden light!

The gentle mountain breeze came out of nowhere, holding up many petals, surrounding the grass on the bluestone, circling and flying in mid-air, as if worshipping the god of flowers.

"Could this be the 'Heavenly Worm Dream Grass'? Isn't it the legendary fairy grass that only exists on the banks of the Spirit River on the banks of the Sansheng Stone?" Li Mengyang slowly walked over and observed carefully with curiosity.

According to the record of "Tasting Flowers and Treasures", only on the bank of the Sansheng Stone of the Western Spirit River, where the massive spiritual energy is the thickest, can this legendary immortal elixir be bred, how can it grow so ordinarily by the waterhole in this mortal world?

Just when Li Mengyang was amazed by the incomparable magic of the creation between heaven and earth, suddenly, he felt hot and dry all over his body, and he had a premonition that something would definitely happen, so he looked up.

Oh, I saw a silver light, penetrating the water, startling those fish, shrimp, small crabs, etc., fled one after another.

The silver light gradually rose to the surface of the water, and around the magical little flower, it was also like petals, up and down, high and low.

Through the thin mist as white as silver and light as smoke, Li Mengyang saw clearly at this time that there was a silver bead floating in the air, and the silver bead flowed brilliantly, emitting a peaceful light, which made him feel comfortable.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't think about it at the moment, he unconsciously made a move with his hand, and for a moment, he felt that the silver light flew straight towards him, and the strong silver light pierced him so much that he could hardly even open his eyes.

He didn't care about life or death, he desperately stretched out his two hands, trying to surround the silver light, but the silver light gradually became less and less, but he seemed to hold something in his hand, and if he looked closely, it was the dazzling silver bead!

This qiē is so familiar, like a hundred million years of acquaintance, and like an old love of ten thousand catastrophes, that bead is like the soul of Li Mengyang once been!

"Dragon Ball, this is really Dragon Ball!"

Li Mengyang exclaimed, he had admired the power of the dragon since he was a child, and paid special attention to the knowledge about dragons in the book, and now he finally saw a dragon ball with his own eyes.

This walnut-sized dragon ball contains pure and powerful power, which is at least the essence of the old dragon who has cultivated for thousands of years, and the pure dragon yuan power is gathered together, and it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth to form this dragon ball.

Li Mengyang watched the Dragon Ball excitedly, and at the same time nodded in appreciation, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a terrifying question came to mind: If there is a Dragon Ball, there must be a dragon, right? So where is the dragon? Immediately, his cold sweat flowed.

Before he could go to find the legendary dragon, there was a loud bang, and a huge wave of water rushed out of the pool, with a strong killing intent, and slashed at him.

Li Mengyang was shocked, instinctively felt that danger was coming, and was about to turn around and hide, but the speed of this wave was too fast and sudden, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he was pulled into the air by a huge force.

Li Mengyang, who was in mid-air, was stunned in his brain, and the hand holding the dragon ball naturally let go, and at this time, a surprising scene occurred: the silver dragon ball actually flew into Li Mengyang's mouth that was still wide open for some reason.

As the saying goes: "If you swallow a golden pill in your stomach, you will know that my life is not up to you!"