After catching a glimpse of Hu Long's terrifying strength, Shi Bao and Deng Yuanjue gave up their thoughts of continuing to test, and honestly fulfilled the responsibilities of welcoming guests arranged by the leader, leading Hu Long through the twelve treacherous towers along the way. Village.
Hu Yuan saw these twelve seemingly ordinary villages, but in fact they hid mysteries and all the people were soldiers. He secretly compared them with the seven peaks and thirteen cliffs of Guangmingding in the previous life, but he felt that they were becoming more harmonious. Based on the natural dangers, it is difficult to say which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
The three of them came to a high mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge cave entrance that could accommodate seven or eight carriages traveling parallel to each other. Just above the cave entrance, there was a large piece of rock that had been trimmed as smooth as a mirror. On it were the four inscriptions of "Bright Holy Land" from left to right. There are large characters with a radius of three feet, and the characters are deeply embedded in the stone wall. Each stroke has the vigorous brushwork of iron painting and silver hook, and also reveals the majestic atmosphere of swallowing up the world.
"Taoist Priest, please!"
Shi Bao on the side said hello, and he and Deng Yuanjue walked into the cave entrance with Hu Long on the left and right.
The cave is very vast when you first enter, but gradually narrows as you walk in, and no light from the outside world can penetrate. Finally, at regular intervals, an ever-lasting oil lamp with a stone base was placed on the cave wall.
It's just that the light emitted by these oil lamps can only illuminate a radius of more than ten steps. A little further away is darkness, which is incompatible with the so-called "Bright Holy Land".
This cave is extremely deep and winding, with many forks. If an outsider enters the cave, they will not be able to go very far before they get lost, or even risk being trapped in it.
Shi Bao and Deng Yuanjue accompanied Hu Long around the cave, but the further they walked, the more horrified they became. It turned out that Hu Yuan had unknowingly surpassed the two of them by half a body, and he had locked the correct route in the dark and complicated cave without their guidance, and there was absolutely no mistake in taking half a step.
They didn't know the miraculous power of Hu Long's "Heaven Seeing and Earth Hearing", but they felt more and more that this Taoist was unfathomable.
The three of them walked lightly, feeling the wind blowing under their feet. After walking for a while, their eyes suddenly opened up and became bright.
They took one step forward and found themselves in a huge space that was extremely vast from top to bottom and in all directions.
On the top of this huge cave, which was completely opened in the heart of the mountain by the miraculous work of nature, there are countless huge stalactites hanging upside down like a forest of spears and halberds, and the surface of the rock scatters soft white light. The radiance of tens of thousands of stalactites gather together, illuminating this space as bright as day. The name "Bright Holy Land" is consistent with the name of this prescription.
With his keen eyesight, Hu Long could clearly see that it was not the stalactite itself that was glowing, but an unknown layer of moss covering its surface.
In the middle of this space, there stands a palace made entirely of huge stones. It is grand, vast, simple and thick, and it is located in the heart of the mountain, which is doubly breathtaking.
"Taoist Master," Shi Bao said solemnly from one side, "The leader of my family is waiting in the hall, please!"
Hu Long smiled and nodded, and the two of them walked into the hall.
Because it is hidden deep inside the mountain, there is no fear of wind and rain. There are no walls around this hall, only a circle of huge stone pillars supporting the roof. The top of the hall is also hollowed out, allowing the white light from the top of the cave to shine in.
Hu Long raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that there were only six people sitting sparsely in the hall, which could accommodate thousands of people. One person sat in the middle at the top, one person at the bottom accompanied him, and the remaining four people sat on the left and right facing each other.
Seeing the three people coming in, the twelve eyes of the six people fell on Hu Long.
The gaze may be indifferent, or sharp, or may imply contempt, or may reveal anger.
Hu Long looked calm and walked forward leisurely. He bowed his head to the middle-aged man who was sitting in the middle and looked like a simple farmer. He said with a smile: "Hu Long, a poor man, has met Master Fang! "
This person is naturally Fang La, the contemporary leader of Mingjiao. He had been observing Hu Long carefully, and saw that he was deep in the heart of the sect and surrounded by the best masters in the world, but he still showed a calm and carefree attitude from the inside out. He did not seem to be wary or fearful at all. Unconsciously, a ray of light flashed across his face, but a smile appeared on his face. He stood up and returned the salute, saying, "I don't dare. Taoist priest Hu Yuan is famous in Tokyo, and everyone praises him as a first-class figure among immortals and gods in the world. Today, I have come to visit you, and I teach you Pengpi." Hui."
Then he very diligently introduced everyone around him to Hu Long one by one.
Sitting next to Fang La was a Taoist man named Bao Daoyi with slender eyebrows and bright eyes and a long beard. He was a guest invited by the Ming Cult with great courtesy, and his status was only lower than that of the leader.
Hu Long vaguely felt that his cultivation of humane law was definitely not as good as that of Lin Lingsu at the time. It was no wonder that his status was so transcendent.
The remaining people are the four great Dharma Kings of the Mingjiao generation, Si Xingfang, Li Tianrun, Pang Wanchun, and Fang Jie. Their martial arts cultivation is all in the innate realm.
Hu Long noticed that there were four empty seats for the four Dharma Kings, two of which naturally belonged to the two light messengers Shi Bao and Deng Yuanjue.
As for the other two, he had already known about them and knew that they belonged to Wang Yin and Lu Shinang, the two deputy leaders who were still above the light messengers. If the information he knows is correct, these two people are both martial arts masters who have reached a very low level of cultivation.
Only with such a profound foundation can the Mingjiao fight with Liangshan in its heyday and achieve a tragic outcome in which both sides will suffer losses. According to Hu Long's speculation, Liangshan must have several great masters and double-digit innate masters by then.
After everyone greeted each other and exchanged greetings, Fang La asked Hu Yun to take a seat at the first seat on the right, which belonged to Wang Yin or Lu Shinang.
"Taoist master is really not slow to come. I just received a letter from my roommate in the form of a thousand-mile falcon." Fang La said with a smile, but the change of the conversation added a bit of sarcasm, "Just for a mere person. The notorious dandy made the Taoist priest brave enough to travel thousands of miles, and Captain Gao, who got lucky by just kicking a ball, is so proud!"
Hearing that the other party was looking down on him for fawning over the powerful regardless of his appearance, Hu Long was not embarrassed at all. He just laughed and said, "Don't you hear, Master Fang, that 'a drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to care about the mountains and rivers'?" Pindao This time I took the liberty to visit you, I really have something else to ask for.”
Fang Layuan also expected that Hu Yuan's purpose of coming here was not simple. He did not show any surprise when he heard this. He just asked lightly: "I don't know what I have to say. I am all ears."
Hu Yuan sat still, the power of the soul in the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows and the pure energy in the sea of dantian qi blended together and slowly dispersed, instantly covering the entire hall.
At the same time, everyone in the Ming Cult felt as if they were in a sea area covered with dense undercurrents. Countless forces were pushing horizontally, rewinding, surging, or flowing horizontally... from all directions, with ever-changing light, heavy, soft, and unpredictable gathering and dispersion. unpredictable.
Except for Shi Bao, Deng Yuanjue and Bao Daoyi who were not direct descendants of the Mingjiao who had already contacted Hu Yuan in advance, the expressions of the others all changed suddenly because the other party used the Mingjiao's magic power of suppressing the religion, the "Great Shift of the Universe".
Hu Long still had a smile like the warm spring breeze on his face: "Pindao and Mingjiao are closely related. This visit is just to renew our friendship with you."
