Today is the fifteenth day, and Lingxian Mountain is particularly lively today. Many people come to offer incense and pray. This is one of the reasons, and the other reason is that a letter also came from Longhu Mountain, sincerely inviting Wu Linghou to visit Longhu Mountain, become a foreign guest of Longhu Mountain, and study thunder methods together. This is also the reason why the Dalan Dynasty personally sent an order to Wu Linghou to go to the palace and walk around more.
Wu Linghou was stabilizing his cultivation in his yard. Since that battle with Zhou Yiyun, his state of mind has changed slightly. He has been in seclusion for many days. Just a few days ago, dark clouds covered Wuling Mountain and thunder alternated. , I saw that purple thunder breaking through the clouds, reaching Wu Linghou's residence, I saw Wu Linghou also facing that purple thunder, under the refinement of purple thunder, he directly broke through from the seventh realm to Eight realms of cultivation.
Wu Linghou pushed open the courtyard door, tiptoed lightly, and flew from his residence to the front of the temple. This was great. When many people saw Lord Wu Shan floating down, they all swarmed up, hoping that Lord Wu would personally unravel the fortune for them. However, Wu Linghou declined them one by one. As long as you burn incense religiously, follow the right path, do good deeds, and accumulate good deeds, the gods will bless you.
Wu Linghou walked around them and walked to the temple gate. He saw an old man laying out his goods and sitting under the shade of a tree. Wu Linghou walked up to him, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and handed it to the old man.
"I personally wrote, folded, and opened this peace amulet myself. Take it."
The old man was not polite and took the talisman from Wu Linghou's hand with a smile.
"Then I would also like to congratulate the mountain master on your breakthrough to the eighth level of cultivation, and at the same time gaining the favor of His Majesty and Longhu Mountain." The old man also took out a box of osmanthus cakes and a bowl of tea from his goods, and handed them over.
"Oh, you old man, you can't even drink a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus water? Just use this crappy tea to deal with me. At any rate, every step of the talisman I gave you was done personally."
"Ah ha, that is for sale, and my tea is not for sale. I will give you the tea that is not for sale. Looking at it this way, do you think this tea is much better than osmanthus water?" The old man smiled. said.
When the old man said this, Wu Linghou also felt that it made sense, so he took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and tea from the old man's hand. He looked at the old man and said that it was true that he hadn't seen the old man for a long time. He originally wanted to try his luck when he was out of seclusion today, but he didn't expect that the old man actually came.
The old man didn't sell sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus water before, but he specifically picked people up at the foot of the mountain. The height of Lingxian Mountain is not high, but it is very rugged, so many people are not willing to go up the mountain themselves, but find someone to carry them up the mountain.
The old man retired two years ago. He was old and could no longer carry people. He could only carry some things from the mountain gate to the temple gate to sell them. This back and forth made him become a friend of the mountain owner. The two got to know each other so well, and Wu Linghou occasionally helped the old man move goods to the mountain.
"Old man, have another bowl." Wu Linghou handed over the empty bowl, but the old man pushed it back.
The old man shook his head and said: "One bowl is free, but the second bowl will be charged."
"Okay, okay, give me money, give me money." Wu Linghou stood up and went to fill the tea bowl himself. Anyway, apart from the old man, he is the most familiar with the things here. He wants to take away a penny from me, Wu Linghou. , don’t even think about you, except that I give it to you voluntarily.
Ling Fenglan came to the mountain gate and looked at a large plaque - Wuling Mountain Mountain Gate. There was a group of people squatting nearby, and those people also looked at Ling Fenglan. Seeing that the young man was young and strong, they probably didn't need to be carried up the mountain. Such young people like to go up alone the most. For no reason, it is more pious to go up by themselves. A little, it will be easier to impress the immortal master.
Ling Fenglan walked up to a young man and asked him how much it cost to go up the mountain. When he asked, other colleagues were stunned for a moment. Business is something that must be snatched back. A large number of people lowered their prices at the same time. Now it's cheaper than anyone else. .
As soon as Ling Fenglan's sword was unsheathed, the whole place immediately fell silent and quickly returned to their place.
"Twenty coppers." The young man said timidly.
Ling Fenglan had no reaction. The young man thought he thought it was too expensive, so he continued: "Sir, this is the price we have here, and I also give you a bottle of osmanthus water. If you don't have that much money, you won't have to pay for it." Come on, or you can find someone else."
Who knew that Ling Fenglan looked at the young man for a while, then put the twenty copper coins in his hand and said softly: "Let's go up with me."
The young man almost dropped the coin he had just received. He was about to return the money to the young hero, but the young hero's sword began to unsheath again. The look in his eyes was like saying, either take my money or give me your life. The young man immediately turned around and accompanied the young hero up the mountain.
"How old are you?" Ling Fenglan asked lightly.
"I am already twenty-five years old and have just gotten married. My mother and wife make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus water at home, and my father and I sell them on the street. Today happens to be the fifteenth day, which is a good day. Many people They all go to burn incense and pray and make wishes. Oh, by the way, young hero, since you don’t need me to carry you, why don’t I give you a pot of osmanthus water and two boxes of osmanthus cakes. My mother and my wife made them, and they are very fragrant. ”
The young man took out two boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and two bottles of sweet-scented osmanthus water from the basket and handed them to Ling Fenglan. Ling Fenglan only took one bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus water, and asked the young man to put the rest back into the basket first, and then give them to him when he reached the mountain. Not too late.
The two fell silent again. In order not to embarrass the two of them, Ling Fenglan continued to ask: "You are only twenty-five years old. Are you satisfied with your current life?"
The young man shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm not saying I'm very satisfied, nor am I dissatisfied."
"If you were given the opportunity to practice, would you choose another path?" Ling Fenglan observed the young man's expression carefully this time.
The young man looked at the position on the mountain and still shook his head: "No, if I could do it all over again, I would still choose this path. Moreover, why do people have to go back to the past to make choices? They can also make them at this moment. It’s a choice, as long as you are willing to take the first step, the rest will not be difficult.”
The young man looked at Ling Fenglan, and seeing the confused look on his face, he continued: "Young hero seems to have many questions?"
Ling Fenglan nodded.
The young man took out a notebook from the basket and handed it over: "I bought this notebook because it looked good, but after I bought it, I felt it was of no use. Why don't I give this notebook to the young hero? If there are any problems in the future , you can write it down. If you look at it later, maybe you can find the answer? "
Ling Fenglan took the notebook and nodded.
The two of them quickly reached the top of the mountain, and just then they heard an old man in black shouting loudly: "How many bowls of tea have you drank, are you so excited? After all, I am also the owner of Lingxian Mountain. Are you concerned?" "
This time, it was really better to come early than to come by chance. Didn't I meet the master of Lingxian Mountain, Wu Linghou, who had just broken through the eighth realm of cultivation in front of the door?
Ling Fenglan took a step forward, made a fist-cup salute towards Wu Linghou, and said respectfully: "Ling Fenglan of Xianxu Mountain comes to teach Wu Linghou, the master of Lingxian Mountain."
Wu Linghou looked at the young hero in front of him and asked, "Xianxu Mountain?" Xianxu Mountain is in Cangyezhou, two continents away from Youpingzhou. Could it be that the news that he had broken through the Eighth Realm had also reached Xianxu Mountain? It is not unreasonable to think like this. After all, the news came from Longhu Mountain, let alone Xianxu Mountain? However, as soon as you open your mouth, you ask yourself for advice. This is somewhat problematic, right?
"Why does my nephew want to teach me?"
"I am not asking Master Wu for advice as Xianxu Mountain, but as myself." The sword in Ling Fenglan's hand was unsheathed and a small gap was drawn on the ground.
Wu Linghou looked at the gap and saw eight points of sword energy and five points of sword intention. It can be said to be quite pure. Most of the people in Xianxu Mountain are Qi practitioners and warriors. There are also sword cultivators, but there are very few sword cultivators who can develop a certain degree of pure sword intent.
"Why can't we talk it over and have a fight? Today is the fifteenth day, so it's not a good time to fight." Wu Linghou said.
"In other words, I hope Senior Wu can hone my sword intention and state of mind." Ling Fenglan struck out with another sword, and a tree trunk fell down a hundred steps behind Wu Linghou.
Are all these boys so arrogant now? Ling Fenglan's first sword had the cultivation level of the Sixth Realm, and the second sword had at least the peak of the Sixth Realm, and most likely reached the Seventh Realm. Xianxu Mountain usually doesn't show mountains or water, so how could there be such a character.
Since the junior asked for advice so sincerely, as a senior, he would naturally not refuse. In order not to disturb others who were offering incense and praying, the two of them moved their positions and came to the back mountain.
"Re-introduce me, junior, Xianxu Mountain, Ling Fenglan, please give me some advice from Ling Xianshan and Wu Linghou." Ling Fenglan gave a fist-cup salute to Wu Linghou.
"Wu Linghou of Lingxian Mountain is willing to teach me." Wu Linghou also gave a fist-cup salute to Ling Fenglan. At this time, the relationship between elders and juniors was no longer that of opponents, but that of opponents.
Ling Fenglan made a seal with both hands, the sword in the sheath chirped slightly, and the two fingers of his right hand pointed directly at Wu Linghou.
"The sword is unsheathed."
With an order, the sword was unsheathed. The sword pierced Wu Linghou.
"Red Thunder!"
With a wave of his sleeve, the talisman came out of his sleeve. The thunder talisman faced Ling Fenglan directly.
The talisman turned into three red thunderbolts and enveloped the sword. The sword passed through the first thunderbolt, the second thunderbolt, and was struck back by the third thunderbolt and fell to the ground.
Ling Fenglan didn't panic, and followed Wu Linghou's example. He took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it forward. The talisman burned in the air. He only heard a dragon roar, and a purple thunder dragon emerged from the burned talisman. Zhichu appeared and attacked Wu Linghou.
Wu Linghou stepped back, took out three thunder talismans from his sleeves, and attacked the thunder dragon. The three talismans turned into nine yellow thunders, locking the Thunder Dragon's movements.
Wu Linghou still did not dare to be careless and underestimate the enemy, so he continued to take a few steps back, holding the talisman in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, both hands ready.
The opponent's talisman is a fantasy beast type talisman. To possess such a high-level fantasy beast talisman, Ling Fenglan must be a direct disciple, but I don't know which mountain peak he is a direct disciple of.
Xianxu Mountain is divided into three levels, the first level is for the outer disciples, who practice at the foot of the mountain, the first level is for the inner disciples, who practice on the mountainside, and the first level is for the direct disciples, who practice at the peak.
There are four main peaks in Xianxu Mountain. To become a direct disciple of Xianxu Mountain and enter the main peak, it is not difficult to say but easy to say. Either the disciple takes the exam himself, or the master goes down to select the disciple himself. However, the latter is relatively rare. It is difficult for the master to find a direct disciple.
Seeing that the thunder dragon was about to be broken by his own nine yellow thunders, Wu Linghou had no time to think about which mountain peak Ling Fenglan belonged to. The thunder talismans in his left hand were sacrificed again, and a few Purple thunder and lightning burst out of the talisman and struck the Thunder Dragon again.
Wu Linghou cursed. At this time, he was very unhappy. This was obviously just a fantasy beast, but the purple color on its body was richer than his own thunder spells. Moreover, he was already a monk in the eighth realm. He said Going out is more or less a bit of a honor, but now, people are really competing against each other, which is really annoying.
Wu Linghou also ran towards the thunder dragon, and with a leap, three purple thunders changed their direction and condensed on the tip of Wu Linghou's sword.
Three thunders gathered at the head of the sword, shattering the turbid air of the heaven and earth.
The Thunder Dragon opened its mouth and continuously inhaled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing violent winds everywhere. If Wu Linghou had time to observe Ling Fenglan carefully at this time, he would have found that his eyes and ears began to bleed as he squeezed his hands.
This talisman paper must be controlled by the talisman master. For such a high-level talisman, Ling Fenglan can use 70% of its power, which is already considered very good. Ling Fenglan kept chanting incantations on his lips, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed in front of the Thunder Dragon's mouth slowly gathered into one. A thunder spirit bead, a dragon roar that shook the world, the thunder spirit bead blurted out, and collided with those thunder and lightning.
There was a loud noise, and everyone in Lingxian Mountain looked in the same direction. For a moment, the world became dark.
In a study in Yougui Town, a child fainted while listening to the class.
The white light dissipated, Wu Linghou supported his body with his sword, his clothes were already in tatters, and there was no trace of the mountain master's demeanor. Wu Linghou vomited a mouthful of blood, and A Qiang's words suddenly appeared in his mind: Dad will not be here in the future. By your side, take good care of yourself.
Looking at Ling Fenglan who had passed out long ago, Wu Linghou picked up his sword and carried him on his shoulders. Who is provoking whom this year? It's okay if the old one can't beat him, but the young one has made himself so miserable. It's really unlucky.
After returning to the town, Zhong Xiaofan stood up in shock. My dear mother, why did she suddenly fall asleep again? She obviously slept well last night. Oh no, my wife is eyeing me again. He looked at it. Looking around, everyone glanced at him and continued to listen to the lectures and lectures.
There's something wrong with this situation, but forget it, it's okay. Since no one cares about it, it'll be okay. Keep going to class, class.
The old man laughed heartily when he saw the tattered Master Wu Shan walking towards him, and he did not forget to serve him a large bowl of tea.
"Smile, just smile, can you give me some face?" Wu Linghou said helplessly.
"Sorry, sorry, you are really funny like this. Hahaha." The old man still couldn't help it.
"Tell me, why are the younger generation so powerful now? They are so formidable." Wu Linghou took a sip of tea and sighed.
"Isn't it good? In every era, there are people to take over and pass on." The old man said with a smile.
"Where is your son?"
"You don't have to work? You're back to the foot of the mountain to do business. No, my son said these two boxes of osmanthus cakes and a bottle of osmanthus water are for the boy who asked you for advice." The old man handed the things over.
Not long after, God came out and said: "Mountain Master, after that boy woke up, he put on the incense stick, then left with his sword. He also said that there was a boy who owed him two boxes of osmanthus cakes and a bottle of osmanthus water. And give it to Lingxian Mountain."
Flying with a sword, haha, Wu Linghou shook his head, it was only a few years ago that I learned to fly with a sword. Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains.
"Then what I asked you to pass on, did you pass it on?"
"said."
Wu Linghou nodded and said to God: "Thank you for your hard work. You can go back."
Wu Linghou picked up one of the boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Who is Chen Queqing? Is it worth pursuing by a qualified person like Ling Fenglan? In the world, you have never heard of the name Chen Queqing? What a terrifying young man. Should I accept a direct disciple?
When he was fighting the thunder dragon just now, Wu Linghou felt in his heart that there was a very secret thunder method not far away, which happened to be very consistent with the thunder method he had learned. It seemed that it was time for me to go down the mountain to find my disciples.
Ling Fenglan was walking on the road and looked at a question she had written in her notebook: Why do people have to go back in time and make choices? At this moment, right at your feet, it won't be too late to make a choice.
