After nearly twenty years of construction, reclamation, and transplantation, Guizailing, where the cold atmosphere has disappeared, looks lush and green from a distance. Various palaces and pavilions are built on the mountain, towering, dotted with pavilions and winding corridors, and the layout is ingenious. Unique.
Surrounded by clear gurgling streams, lush trees, birds singing and flowers fragrant.
Yun Qiuhe, Yue Anyan and the mountain chief accompanied Zhao Zhuer, who was about to return to the Western Continent. They saw the main peak hall and various side halls, and walked towards the bluestone path paved along the side peaks in the west.
Zhao Zhuer looked at the familiar scenery of mountains and mountains below, and said: "Looking at the changes in the barren hills back then, and the scale they are now, I really can't bear to leave. You must not try to stay. I am a soft-hearted person. I have three good words for you. Maybe he will stay for another ten or twenty years."
Yun Qiuhe rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I've said a lot of good things, but you still haven't counted in your heart? You're teasing us again, and I won't keep you this time."
Yue Anyan smiled and said, "Yes, you have done all the hard work and we won't have any guests."
"You two heartless people can't burn bridges across rivers as quickly as you, right?"
Zhao Zhuer smiled and scolded: "The shopkeeper is a big liar. He promised to sit down and discuss things with me, but he hid in seclusion and used me as a coolie to work. You and the shopkeeper are the same."
Then he turned back to the mountain leader who was admiring the scenery calmly and said: "Shan Zhang, I didn't tell you, don't take it to your heart."
"Little Junior Sister, you'd better go back to the Western Continent as soon as possible. The Fairy Spirit Temple can't accommodate you anymore." The mountain chief counterattacked with a smile.
It caused a chorus of laughter and echoes in the valley.
There was a sword light flashing in the air in the distance, and soon it was nearby, falling towards Fang Bailan, who was silent at the back.
Zhao Zhuer stopped and looked at Fang Bailan, who had received the flying sword of communication. After a moment, she had learned the content of the communication through Fang Bailan's exploration, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ni'er and three fifth-level monks from Nanyuan Continent are in the big city. There was a conflict in the sea, and she and Kame Fudo took advantage of the characteristics of the sea water to launch a surprise attack, injuring three people, dragging one of them under the sea water, and almost killing them."
Of course, fifth-level monks will not die so easily. Unless the difference in strength is too great, or the opponent has a restrained treasure, generally fifth-level monks will have life-saving means. Even if they suffer a big loss, they can still escape.
Yun Qiuhe said in surprise: "Xiao Ni'er is so powerful. Together with Gui Fudo, we can deal with three fifth-level masters."
Yue Anyan asked: "Who sent the message? Is Xiao Ni'er injured?"
"Xiao Ni'er was not injured. It was sent by a monk named Wei Ran. The three of them were newly promoted to the fifth level in the past thirty years. They were attacked by Xiao Ni'er and Gu Fudang. After they regrouped, they were summoned. After calling for help, Xiao Ni'er was so slippery that she and the old turtle disappeared without a trace. It was impossible to find two fifth-level water monsters in the sea.
"Later, they inquired about Xiao Ni'er's appearance and found out Xiao Ni'er's whereabouts. Wei Ran quickly summoned him to apologize, for fear that Fang Bailan would blame him."
Zhao Zhuer smiled and explained simply.
Ask Fang Bailan to reply with three words: "I understand."
It's all domineering and majestic, there's no need to be too polite with those guys.
Zhao Zhu'er looked around the main peak and asked the three female disciples she had accepted to take care of the Shadow Bamboo Palace. Then she said goodbye to the mountain chief, Yun and Yue, and flew to the northwest with Fang Bailan. .
Yue Anyan was a little worried about Xiao Ni'er and sent a Feijian summons to inquire about the situation.
"It's been ten years since Lu Zijin followed Chen Qingqiao to explore some secret place. No news has come back, and I can't send them a message. I don't know what the situation is now?" Yun Qiuhe asked the mountain leader in his last sentence.
"A few days ago, I went to Qingshui Temple to inquire about Master Chen's life lantern. The Lu Supervisor replied that it was normal. I have done the calculations for Lu Zi. The divination is rather vague, so his life should be worry-free. , they are probably trapped somewhere in the secret realm."
The mountain chief said helplessly: "Before they left, Chen Guanzhu refused to disclose the specific location of the secret realm. He only gave the name 'Yanyuan Secret Realm.' heard about it."
"Let's wait until the temple master comes out of seclusion. Maybe the temple master will have some ideas."
Yue Anyan said with relief.
It seems that there is never any trouble that can stump the Guanzhu. They have more confidence in the Guanzhu than themselves.
"We can only wait until the temple master comes out of seclusion. There is no point in worrying."
The mountain chief glanced at Yun Qiuhe and said.
The transformation of Guizailing in more than ten years is indispensable to the efforts of the three little sprites Hu Qiang'er who often travel here, as well as the flower and plant spirits from Baihuling, who flew in in groups to help in the past few years.
The red leaves have fallen and the vegetation has withered.
The cold wind blew through the branches, and the old attic that seemed to have been forgotten was beyond recognition. There was blue mist overflowing from the broken window lattice and eaves, but it was not blown away by the strong wind. The strands wrapped around the top of the attic.
After a long time, the shabby attic became more ethereal and fairy-like.
Yun Qiuhe and two personal maids stood in the distance and watched.
For the first time in many years, there was such an obvious phenomenon of clouds and fog covering the attic. They were waiting for the viewer to come out.
In the evening, snow fell from the leaden sky, making the fallen leaves crackle on the ground. "Miss, look, the fog has been blown away and the attic has become clear."
The maid named Wei'er pointed into the forest and shouted.
Yun Qiuhe had a smile on his face.
In the attic, Zhang Wenfeng had opened his eyes and looked around. The dilapidated attic made him smile bitterly to himself. Cultivation has no time. I don't know how much time has passed this time. The traces of time are too obvious.
He did not rush out of the attic. He moved his left hand and held the bronze lamp in his palm. A black shadow fell to the ground.
You Mengchang, who transformed into a human form, looked at Taoist Zhang who had advanced greatly in cultivation and advanced to the late stage of Guiyi Realm. He smiled and handed over his hands: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for understanding the rules of the Dead Wood Sword Intent and comprehending a trace of Taoist intention. Breaking through to the sixth level is just around the corner." !」
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and returned the greeting: "Good luck!"
He knew that it was not so fast, and everyone liked his good words, so he added, "You, Mr. You, are recovering very quickly. You are almost ready to advance to the fifth level."
"It's still far away. It will take at least ten years of training. Now that you are out of seclusion, I will go back to Houshan Cave Mansion to practice. I haven't gone out for several years. I feel that it is more comfortable to stay in the human world. There is not even a talking ghost in the small world. No, it’s boring, so tight.”
You Mengchang is still very satisfied with the recovery speed this time. If there is a demon soul devouring it, he will not lack energy, but he just needs to spend time to get rid of the demon soul and refine it.
Floating to the window, You Mengchang turned around and said, "When you have no opponent in the lower realm, the entire world will be your opponent."
After saying a meaningless and incomprehensible sentence, Zhang Wenfeng disappeared into the room and disappeared in an instant. Zhang Wenfeng was slightly surprised, then smiled and shook his head. The old man was alarmist again. He did not admit that he was invincible in the lower world.
Facing Fang Bailan's sword attack, he couldn't catch it no matter what.
