Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Black Mountain Rises
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Wuzhou City is hundreds of miles away.
On the periphery of Montenegro, where there are countless strange rocks and countless beasts and birds, there is a small abandoned village halfway up the mountain.
More than 20 years ago, since the old demon of Montenegro appeared here, people disappeared one after another, and this small village was quickly abandoned.
After 20 years, the village is once again populated.
The smoke rises and sways in the wind, and the birds in the mountains and forests chirp softly and chirp incessantly.
In the village, there are cultivators dressed strangely, either in Taoist robes or monk's robes, and it is early in the morning, burying pots and cooking, and from time to time there are cheers, chats and laughter.
"Sir, I don't know what is so powerful about that monster that makes the current Kyushu cultivation sect so nervous?"
In a room, a handsome young man in a Confucian robe sat opposite an old man, the young man had bright eyes and bright teeth, extremely delicate, and exuded a soft air, which was even more beautiful than a woman.
The old man on the opposite side was about sixty years old, with his eyes closed, cross-legged, and meditating to recuperate.
The old man was dressed in a black robe, wearing a gold ornament hosta, a wide robe and Confucian clothes, with a majestic expression, an old-fashioned face, and no smiles.
But it was Li Tang's servant Zhang Daoyuan.
"The old demon of Montenegro has been entrenched here for many years, it is a laurel tree that fell from the sky, twenty years ago, turned into a divine soul, and caused disaster in all directions, but at that time, the Sui Dynasty was in decline, and the Turks and barbarians attacked the Central Plains one after another, and the demons and demons were in turmoil, and the cultivators of the world did not have time to pay attention to it, so that the old demon of Montenegro became the climate. ”
Zhang Daoyuan opened his eyes, his face was wrinkled, full of vicissitudes, his eyes were deep-set, his deep gaze seemed to see through everything, he paused, and then said: "The demon clan cultivates, and after forming a demon pill, it can be transformed into a human form, except for the demon qi on the body, it is no different from a human, but the old demon of Montenegro is recognized by the spirit of the Guishu, his body is extremely strong, rooted in Montenegro, even the old demon of Montenegro cannot be refined, but once it is refined, it can immediately achieve the position of Taiyi Scattered Immortals." ”
"Sir, ......" The young man in the Confucian robe looked at Zhang Daoyuan with concern and eagerness, and immediately realized that he was rude, and lowered his head in shame.
Zhang Daoyuan shook his head slightly, his face was full of waves, as if nothing could surprise him anymore.
"It is not so easy for the old demon of Montenegro to refine the body, but not long ago, Yan Chixia, the disciple of the Xuanxin Daomen, took away a female ghost, which is the body of Xuanyin, and the old demon of Montenegro caught the female ghost, and it should be ready to be closed on the 14th of July, when the ghost gate is closed, and when the yin and evil qi is strong, Yin and Yang are united and forcibly refined. ”
The young man in the Confucian robe raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was worried, "Then can't we kill the old demon of Montenegro before July 14?
"They are waiting for the old demon of Montenegro to break through, at that time, the old demon of Montenegro is the most powerful and the weakest, at that time, they can completely kill the old demon of Montenegro, let him scatter, not only can he get a demon pill of a big demon, but also a trace of immortality!"
"Then what the saint wants is this silk of immortal fate, so he joined forces with those people?"
This time, Zhang Daoyuan did not speak, his eyes were closed, and he meditated.
The young man in the Confucian robe was thoughtful, got up and bowed to Zhang Daoyuan, and walked out of the room.
"Brother Xiao!"
Ruoliufeng, who was carrying a long sword, saw the young man in the Confucian robe walking on the village road, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted and strode over.
"En?" The young man in the Confucian robe looked back and saw that it was Ruo Liufeng, smiled slightly, and bowed modestly, "Brother Liufeng!"
"Aha, I haven't seen you for a few years, my little face is getting more and more handsome, Xiao Yixuan, what did you eat?"
Ruo Liufeng put his hand on the shoulder of the young man in the Confucian robe, smiled and scratched the young man's tender white face with his left hand, and exclaimed, "It's more tender than women, it's still slippery, if I were a woman, I would definitely like you like this, little white face!"
Xiao Yixuan's face was bitter, and he slapped away Ruo Liufeng's salty pig hand, "Brother Liufeng, don't make fun of me, I ate that fruit back then, and it became like this, but Brother Liufeng, I don't know if I caught up with Nalan Hongye?"
As soon as he heard this, Ruo Liufeng was like a deflated ball, "Alas, don't mention it, she was cleaned up by her junior sister Jinghui a few days ago, but it seems that Nalan Hongye is injured, and the injury is not light." ”
"Oh, who can hurt Nalan Hongye, she is the strongest of the younger generation of this generation, except for the Fayuan of the White Horse Temple, An Ye'er of Fang Xiandao, Li Daoxuan of the royal family, and Le Gucheng of Xuanxin Dao, who else can compete with her?"
"If the wind flows!"
Before Xiao Yixuan's words fell, a crisp female voice sounded from the ruins next to the village, and then a woman with a beautiful figure, plump buttocks and round hips, a slender waist, a beautiful neck, and a fluttering white group came gracefully.
The woman was wearing a veil, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she was expected to be stunning, and a pair of smart eyes fell on Ruoliufeng and Xiao Yixuan.
"Xiao Gongzi!" The woman bowed slightly towards Xiao Yixuan.
Ruoliufeng was embarrassed when he saw this woman, but the woman was the one who rolled Ruoliufeng with white silk that night, Jinghui, one of the two peers of Yuxian Dao.
"Miss Jing!" Xiao Yixuan returned the salute.
Jinghui grew up in the Yuxian Road of Mount Emei since she was a child, and she has no common name, and Nalan Hongye is known as the Yuxian Dao, known as the good name, and many young generations of cultivators have a love for the two.
Jing Hui looked at Ruo Liufeng, Ruo Liufeng's body shrunk, like a child who had done something wrong, and felt that it was inappropriate, everyone was a disciple of the sect, no one was weak, and he straightened his chest and looked directly at Jing Hui.
"Ruo Liufeng, who is the son who went to borrow the sword with you that day?" Jing Hui stared at Ruo Liufeng, but in her mind, she recalled the scene when the young man took the Mo Evil Sword that night, and secretly thought that Senior Sister's love robbery fell on him?
"He?uh, I only know that his name is Ning Zhongyuan, and I don't know anything else, he went to me to borrow a sword first, but I didn't say that he was going to you to borrow a sword, I don't know anything. ”
Ruo Liufeng shook his head vigorously, thinking that Ning Wuqian would run away by himself after borrowing the sword, Ruo Liufeng gritted his teeth, and when he thought about Ning Wuqian's serious injury, he was secretly happy.
Ruo Liufeng thought that Ning Wufeng's injury was caused by Nalan Hongye, and he laughed three times at that time, but now that he thinks about it, he is secretly relieved.
"Don't you know?" Jing Hui glanced at Ruo Liufeng.
If Liufeng has a bitter face, if others know that he took someone to seriously injure Nalan Hongye, those senior brothers who have a love for Nalan Hongye must not split themselves?
"I don't know, I really don't know, I lied to you as a puppy, if I did, I would definitely split him into seven or eight sections, and actually hurt Senior Sister Nalan. ”
Jing Hui frowned, if Liufeng likes Nalan Hongye, she still knows it, and she expects that if Liufeng will not lie to him in this kind of thing, as soon as she turned around, Jing Hui floated away.
"Brother Liufeng, who is Ning Zhongyuan? What's going on?" Xiao Yixuan watched from the sidelines, secretly surprised in his heart.
Ruo Liufeng had a gloomy look, "Alas, don't mention it, let me tell you, the night of Qixi ......"
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