Look around.
All that could be seen were the flying boats and towers of each Xuanmen sect, stationed outside the mountain gate of the Xuanzhen sect, illuminated by colorful lights and mist.
Baihe Cave, Huanhua Sword Sect, Lianyan Mountain, Shuihuo Tower...
Layers of precious light soared into the sky, shimmering and brilliant, until the color of the sky on Xiaogan Mountain turned like glass, blurred and hazy.
Judging from the styles of those flying boats and ships, these should all be missions sent by various sects. There seemed to be quite a few figures on them, vaguely visible.
However, the Xuanzhen Sect has always been at odds with the surrounding Xuanmen, and there have been blood feuds.
Even though Ai Jian later suppressed all the cultivators from the Six Kingdoms with a sword, they were unable to resist at all.
It's also fear and fear that outweighs admiration.
What's more, it's not just one thought.
It's just that on the occasion of annual celebrations, various sects will randomly send one or two disciples to offer filial piety in a hurry.
After expressing his intention to surrender, he turned around and left, not wanting to stay even for a moment.
But there is such a big fanfare like this, in the name of one's own sect, riding on a flying boat, and solemnly coming to invite people to pay homage to the mountain.
Not to mention seeing it with your own eyes.
This is the first time I have heard of it.
If not, I saw a few Taoist priests dressed in the costumes of Xuanzhen sect disciples in the distance, driving the escape light, talking and laughing in and out of the buildings of other sects.
He was surrounded by smiling faces of disciples from other sects who were shouting in front of him and surrounded by others, who seemed to be treated with great courtesy.
Chen Heng almost suspected that the nearby Xuanmen could not bear Ai Jian's power, so they finally joined forces and came to Xiaogan Mountain to destroy all Xuanzhen sects.
but.
A scene like this.
Except for the reason for the Yuchen Sect's Dao Meridian School Examination.
Chen Heng could not think of any other reason that could make these Xuanmen put down their shame and be arrogant at first and respectful at the end.
It can’t be that Ai Jian’s elixir has reached the first level, or that he has cultivated the Dharma-Xian Yuan Shen?
…
Chen Heng watched for a moment, with a hint of doubt on his face, but he stopped thinking about it and just avoided those other sects' flying chariots and boats, circled in the air a few times, and then landed at the mountain gate.
When they reached the peak, several disciples from the deacon's room jumped into the air. After verifying his identity, they waved to let him go.
Chen Heng was already known to everyone in the Xuanzhen Sect, and when he saw the talisman in Fuyupo Wanli, his reputation became even more widespread.
When several Taoist priests in the deacon's room saw him flying in the cloud chariot, they looked hesitant in their eyes. They waited until he took off his mask, glanced at them briefly, and then waved their hands to let him in.
They all looked like they couldn't hold back their curiosity and were hesitant to speak.
"Chen...senior brother Chen."
A pretty girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old suddenly spoke, taking a few steps forward regardless of the astonishment of her fellow apprentices behind her.
He quickly glanced at Chen Heng, then quickly lowered his head and said coquettishly:
"Senior brother is really famous for slaying demons and protecting the Tao in Fuyu Po. Several senior sisters are -"
"Jingle!"
A young man with a broad nose and deep eyes, wearing yellow clothes, stared at the words and shouted angrily, interrupting the girl's unfinished words.
"Senior Brother Yan Ping has completed the second level of foundation building - the realm of great and small wishes. Elder Yan also gave him his fire crow pot. I heard that Yan Ping had promised to stay in the abyss of the earth after a banquet. I will skin and debone you and send you underground to accompany Master Yan Zhen!
The fire crow essence in the fire crow pot is extremely yang and strong. Unless it is subdued by force, it can only be broken by the yin and turbid aura.
Senior Brother Chen must be careful of Senior Brother Yan Ping. He has always been shallow-minded and most cunning. When Senior Brother Chen is in Diyuan, he must be more careful and avoid scheming! "
The girl named Ling'er glanced sideways at the young man and raised the corners of her mouth.
After grinning, he spat out these words in rapid succession.
After saying that, she quickly shrank her neck and retreated behind everyone, hiding further away from the young man.
"Okay, Senior Brother Sun Xiu, I'm done."
She stuck out her tongue and spread her hands with an innocent face:
"If it's okay, we won't stay any longer. It's time to go back?"
"you--"
The man with the broad nose and deep eyes, who was called Sun Xiu, turned pale and rolled up his sleeves angrily, as if he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a few steps forward, he was blocked by a group of Taoists in the deacon's room, and he was stopped in a panic.
When he finally broke free, he looked around and saw that the girl had already disappeared without a trace!
"Beauty can mislead people! Beauty can mislead people! If Yan Ping fights with him, what does it have to do with you?
If this word were to spread out now, not to mention Yan Feichen and Yan Ping, who were small-bellied, the punishment from my mentor alone would be enough for me to drink a pot! "
Sun Xiu was so angry that her chest felt tight, and she secretly scolded the girl hundreds of times.
When I think of the temperament of my teacher, Master Yuanji, my eyes darken even more.
"I heard from my mentor that Elder Yan Feichen seems to have received some news and wants to make peace with his junior brother."
After thinking about it, I realized that I was doing a bad job anyway.
After a moment of silence.
Chen Heng suddenly heard a secret message.
Look sideways.
Sun Xiu still had a look of great annoyance on his face, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and even rolled up his remaining sleeve angrily.
The quiet transmission continued, saying:
"But the Fire Crow Pot is real, and Yan Ping's hatred for you to the core must also be real. This man and Uncle Yan Zhen back then...ahem!
Junior brother has been with Uncle Yan Zhen for many times. Naturally, he knows more about this matter than me, an outsider. So, senior brother, I won't show off any more.
In short, when he goes to the abyss, be careful and guard against him! "
The voice stopped ringing after he finished speaking.
Chen Heng took a deep look at Sun Xiu's position.
There was no expression on this person's face at all, and he concealed himself very well.
After thinking for a moment, he took his fetal breath and continued to drive the clouds towards Xiaogan Mountain.
…
The stream flows back and forth, the peaks reach their peaks, the clouds are chaotic and do not fly, and the waterfalls are dangerous and unable to fall.
Xiaogan Mountain has eleven peaks, nine cliffs, and twenty waterfalls.
In such a large southern region, it has also been selected as one of the four hundred famous mountains. It is more or less a place where the earth's vitality flourishes.
Otherwise, Ai Jian would not have chosen this place as the location of the mountain gate after much selection.
Several nearby Xuan Mo Taoist clans had disputes with Ai Jian because of the ownership of the mountain, and finally gave up after being killed until their heads were rolling.
As soon as Chen Heng entered the hinterland of the mountain, he felt that there was a spiritual force rising up from the mountains and valleys, flying into the air and crashing into his body.
But using Qi training method will eliminate it.
The fetal breath has only increased by an imperceptible amount, which is better than nothing...
“It seems that it is a foregone conclusion that the Southern Territory’s lack of inspiration will be a foregone conclusion… Even here, we cannot follow the rules.
No wonder that although big sects such as Wuguang Sect and Huashen Mansion are major local sects in the Southern Territory, their mountain gates are far away from the heart of the Southern Territory. Could it be that the deeper you go into the Southern Territory, the less inspiration you get? "
He thought to himself.
Not long after, when he reached Luoxia Peak, Chen Heng pressed down his escape light and landed in front of a cave wall and rock house.
"It's already dusk. It's too much trouble to visit now. It's better to go look for Senior Brother Xu Zhi tomorrow."
He looked up at the dark red clouds above his head.
He took out a flying talisman from his sleeve, whispered a few words, raised his hand, the flying talisman whistled, and headed straight for Xu Zhi's cave.
This flying talisman is used for communication and can be regarded as a miscellaneous item that monks will use in daily life and travel.
And so on, there are also food-making tripods, dust-cleaning baskets, wine-making branches, beauty pens, etc.
Precisely because they are not very valuable, they are classified as sundries.
After Chen Heng bought a lot of ghost-dispelling charms, the store owner waved his hand and gave some as a gift.
After sending out the flying talisman, Chen Heng used his strength to move the sealing stone and entered his own cave wall rock house.
Unoccupied and cleared for months.
Bookshelves, bamboo curtains, tea tables and other objects have all been covered with a thick layer of gray.
Fortunately, the interior of this residence is very simple and there are no furnishings. After using a few dust-cleansing charms, it was cleaned.
Chen Heng looked around for the last time, took out an apricot futon from the Qiankun bag, sat on it, and silently meditated and adjusted his breathing.
A night of silence.
On the second day, a flying crown appeared in the sky, dyeing the pale mountain mist into a golden and reddish color. Chen Heng had already withdrawn his magic skills and set up a ray of light to look for Xu Zhi.
Among the eleven peaks of Xiaogan Mountain, the Luoxia Peak where he lived was not far from the Xiongqing Peak where Xu Zhi was, but when Chen Heng arrived at his cave, there was no response.
"There are no traces of the flying talisman remaining outside this cave. It has obviously been taken away by someone. Senior brother has always only practiced alchemy and practice in his own three-thirds of an acre of land and never left it lightly. Where can he go?"
Chen Heng frowned slightly.
When he was about to turn around, he suddenly looked down as if aware of something.
I saw a burst of laughter coming from a beam pavilion in the middle of the mountain.
There were about dozens of these beautiful women, all of them beautiful and graceful. At this time, they were surrounding a young Taoist who was carrying a long harp behind his back and refused to let go. .
In the midst of the frolicking, the young Taoist's face turned red and he was very embarrassed. He tightly protected his chest with his hands, lowered his head, and was about to rush out of Liang Pavilion.
After only a few movements, the women pushed him back.
It's like a cow with its feet stuck in the mud. No matter how hard it is, it can't get out.
Chen Heng saw that his forehead was sweating and his face was flushed. Under the teasing of the girls, he just wished he could turn around and hit the beam to death.
"Senior Brother Xu Zhi?"
Chen Heng was slightly surprised. He took a few steps forward and finally saw the young Taoist's face clearly.
And it seems that he is aware of it.
Xu Zhi, who was so ashamed and angry, raised his eyes blankly and saw a Taoist priest in white clothes and long sleeves standing in front of his cave.
He was startled for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy.
"Junior brother! Junior brother? Why are you back at the mountain gate? Isn't it still a few days before we go to the abyss?"
The group of female cultivators surrounding Xu Zhi were startled and hurriedly followed his gaze, their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Although it is still a few days away, it is not far away in the end. We must make preparations in advance."
Chen Heng nodded and said:
"It seems I came at the wrong time."
"Where! Where!"
Xu Zhi took advantage of the stunned surrounding female cultivators and used all his strength to finally squeeze out.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and said as if he was being pardoned:
"You came just in time!"
…
…
It was learned that Xu Zhi was entangled by a group of female cultivators because he had newly refined a calabash calming pill and the news leaked out of nowhere.
After several promises, the furnace will be opened a few more times so that everyone can get one.
After hearing such swearing and swearing, the female cultivators were satisfied and dispersed together.
At this point, Xu Zhi finally showed an expression as if he had escaped from death, and invited Chen Heng to the door and served him tea.
The two sat across from each other and chatted for a while, talking about some Qi training equipment, sword skills, etc.
Xu Zhi also seemed worried after hearing about Yan Ping's so-called drunken rants.
During this period, he also urged Chen Heng to resign from the mission of Diyuan, but it was difficult to explain not to mention Ai Jian. When he saw Chen Heng just smiled and said nothing, it was obvious that he had made up his mind.
After being impatient and nagging for a while, I finally gave up the persuasion.
"However, since Junior Brother is determined to go to the Abyss, it is no longer possible to refuse. Senior Brother, I have something to lend you."
The two talked for a while.
Xu Zhi suddenly smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, took off a sword from the wall, held it horizontally in his palm, and handed it to Chen Heng:
"The name of this sword is Mai She, which comes from the meaning of 'the heart hides the pulse, the pulse houses the spirit, and the spirit rests in it'. Although it is a low-grade talisman, it is also at the level of the Nine Divine Treasures and the Great Forbidden, so it can be regarded as a sharp weapon! "
He passed his palm forward and said proudly:
"Let me lend this thing to my junior brother for protection. I haven't stamped it on it since I bought it. With this sharp weapon to help my junior brother, my chances of survival will definitely increase!"
Chen Heng was slightly startled, put down the tea cup, and said:
"Senior Brother, could it be that he sold the Liuyintian Ghost Banner and Five Light Pendant from Taoist Yangshan to buy this sword?"
"how do you know?"
Xu Zhi was surprised.
"I appreciate Senior Brother's kindness, but I also have a sword to give to you. Heng was lucky enough to get a fortune in Fuyu Po."
Chen Heng took out the Zhanzhu sword that was taken from Qin Xian of the Blood Lotus Sect, placed it on the table, cupped his hands and said:
"Since I started practicing, my senior brother has helped me a lot, so I would like to express my gratitude with this gift, and I hope you won't refuse."
"this--"
Xu Zhi's mind was shocked and his hands trembled.
He glanced at Chen Heng in disbelief, then looked at the Zhan Zhu Sword, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"You, can't-"
He was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly, stood up and shook his head:
"Mid-grade talismans are too valuable. I can't accept them shamelessly. And again -"
Xu Zhi paused and smiled bitterly:
"Aren't you afraid that I am an ungrateful person? I fled in a cowardly manner and killed my fellow disciples. My reputation within this sect is not good."
"Senior brother, why should I look down upon myself? My reputation in the sect is also not good."
Chen Heng also stood up and said:
"I've been bothering senior brother for a long time, so I won't stay any longer. If senior brother really feels bad about letting go of the Zhanzhu, he can just treat it as if I'm just borrowing it temporarily. I'll wait until senior brother has accomplished his cultivation and come back."
Xu Zhi didn't want to refuse again.
He smiled again:
"But then, senior brother will have to pay more interest."
Xu Zhi was silent for a moment.
He was stunned and speechless.
When Chen Heng had already walked out of the door, a voice suddenly called him slowly from inside.
"Elder Gu Jun's only son was not killed by me..."
The expression on his face was like the dense clouds before the heavy rain on the summer solstice, changing rapidly, and finally settled into a kind of pale sadness:
"Junior brother, I am not timid——"
He was breathing hard, feeling his heart pounding heavily, and every inch of his body was struggling.
The unbearable past and sorrow were like a huge tide, recalling it in his mind again, so overwhelming that it almost swallowed him up.
"I--"
"Brother, there is no need to say more."
Chen Heng's voice suddenly interrupted him.
Xu Zhi raised his head.
Chen Heng turned his face away, not looking into those red eyes, and only said:
"I believe you."
Xu Zhi slowly straightened up and looked at Chen Heng's back.
I don’t know how much time has passed until I have gone far away.
Only then did he slump down on the chair, as if he had lost all his strength and was sweating profusely.
He lowered his head, his eyes were complicated, and he covered his face with his sleeves:
"Thank you..."
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…
A few days passed by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to leave for Diyuan.
Noon.
Chen Heng was sitting on a futon practicing Qi Qi when he was suddenly startled by a heavy knock on the door. He got up, undressed and opened the door.
When he saw the person outside the door, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
"Elder Yan?"
Chen Heng said: "It's a rare visitor."
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