Deep in the universe, a majestic star is fixed in the void.
There are wisps of fairy mist surrounding it, and it changes nine colors from time to time. It is really strange and magnificent.
If a monk could look at it from afar from the starry sky outside the territory, its image would be as bright and radiant as a divine bead.
At this time, it is above this ancient star.
As the night falls, the Taiyin sheds its soft and clear light on the world.
Two figures, one large and one small, were traveling through the deserted mountains.
Both of them had lightning flashes on their bodies, and they were extremely fast.
It is difficult for the human eye to catch it, and those two people are often a thousand miles away in one step.
The leader was a fat Taoist priest with a bloated body and a red face, holding something like a compass and muttering something in his mouth.
Next to him was a little Taoist priest about ten years old with red lips and white teeth. He clutched the corners of the fat Taoist priest's clothes tightly and couldn't help but tremble.
Finally, the fat Taoist priest stopped and stood on a cliff.
He immediately opened his eyes and looked around the valley in front of him, with a faint light overflowing from his eyes.
"It's really amazing!" The fat Taoist priest said excitedly, as if he had been given a shot of blood.
"Look! This ancient ridge stretches for tens of thousands of miles, but here it seems to have been cut off and turned into a decapitated dragon."
The fat Taoist priest seemed to want to point out the little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth, and even deliberately used his magic power to illuminate the mountains here.
However, perhaps for the sake of not attracting attention, the light was slightly weak and only illuminated the surrounding area for a few hundred miles.
The little Taoist priest didn't seem to be used to this kind of battle. His face turned pale at this time, his two legs were fighting, and his voice trembled:
"Ugh, the decapitated dragon is so scary. Uncle Duan, let's go back and rest first, and then dig again during the day."
Hearing this, Taoist Duan opened his eyes like bells and reprimanded dissatisfiedly:
"Did you not carefully read the funeral scriptures I passed on to you? Huh?"
The little Taoist priest lowered his head feeling guilty.
Taoist Duan showed an expression of "I knew it":
"Don't waste time on that incomplete technique your master passed on to you!"
"If you want to revive the sect, it's useless if you don't improve your cultivation level!"
"Harmful! Both of you, master and disciple, are stupid..."
Obviously this is not the first time that the young Taoist priest has been "passive and sabotaging" like this, and Taoist priest Duan seems to be quite helpless.
So he simply sat down on the ground and started to mess around, while Taoist Duan muttered something:
"Brother Zhong, you entrust this boy to me because you respect your brother. It's a pity that brother is useless! He doesn't listen to me no matter how much I teach him. How can I still have the honor to see you again in the future?"
Hearing that Taoist Duan carried out his dead master, the little Taoist suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly:
"Uncle, I was wrong! I will definitely learn from it!"
"Really?" Taoist Duan narrowed his eyes, a cunning light flashed in his eyes.
"Really, really!" The little Taoist priest nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Hey! I'm just waiting for your words!" Taoist Duan jumped up, held the little Taoist under his arm with his backhand, and jumped down from the cliff.
"Oh, uncle, I'm afraid of heights..."
Broken sobs came from the hunting cold wind.
In the pitch-black darkness, the fat Taoist lit a candle made of unknown grease, and a strange fragrance suddenly filled the air.
The little Taoist priest tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, not daring to express his anger, and begged in a low voice:
"Ugh, Uncle Master, it's too dark here. Let's come back during the day."
Hearing this, the fat Taoist glanced at him, and his tone suddenly became serious:
"It's best if the night is dark and the wind is high."
However, he seemed to trust the fat Taoist priest and the little Taoist priest was not frightened.
Of course, it is also possible that he is used to being scared.
"Come here, let me teach you again."
When he mentioned his major, Taoist Duan seemed to be a different person, with a serious look on his face.
He led the little Taoist priest and pointed to the surrounding mountains. They all looked like they had been cut off. There were no more or no less, exactly nine.
"This kind of terrain is definitely incomprehensible to outsiders. And those who only know a little bit about it will only think of it as a dangerous place like 'Decapitated Dragon', but experts like us are different - "
Having said this, Taoist Duan puffed up his chest proudly:
"If you look carefully, the nine dragons were not actually beheaded, they were just submerged underground."
"The earth dragons gather together. This is the legendary terrain where dragons and immortals fly. It is definitely a treasure land that conquers the heaven and earth!"
Speaking of the latter part, Taoist Duan became more and more excited and couldn't help but slap his thigh hard.
The little Taoist priest heard it in confusion, but he understood a little bit and started digging again...
Thinking of this, the little Taoist priest's face suddenly fell down and he pouted, completely unhappy.
Taoist Duan pretended not to see it, and while using the divine candle to illuminate the haze, he used the compass to confirm the exact location where the earth dragons gathered.
Finally, the fat Taoist priest stopped somewhere overgrown with weeds.
He lay down and looked at the surface carefully, picking up a handful of soil and sniffing it from time to time. Finally, his eyes lit up and his mouth almost reached his ears:
"Hey, that's good, no colleagues have been here."
After the words fell, the fat Taoist priest threw out a shovel made of some kind of black iron, and his eyes signaled the little Taoist priest to dig!
When dealing with this rare terrain, one must be cautious and not rely too much on magic power, otherwise one will definitely die in an ugly way.
The latter seemed to accept his fate, holding a shovel and digging at the place designated by the fat Taoist priest.
Strange to say, the little Taoist priest looked weak, but when he picked up the shovel, he was very energetic and a big hole was opened in an instant.
Don’t underestimate this. Digging is actually a delicate job. Both the dug things and the soil need to be classified and organized.
At this young Taoist age, to be able to do what he is seeing in front of him can really be said to be a gift.
Taoist Duan rested leisurely on an old tree nearby, squinting his eyes.
He can see things that ordinary people can't.
There seems to be a black sun in the body of the little Taoist priest, absorbing the energy of the netherworld and deterring the evil spirits, so he can go all the way unimpeded.
Not bad, not bad. He is a rare talent. He was born to do our job.
With the little Taoist priest doing the work for him, Taoist Duan couldn't help but think happily as he was able to rest assured.
At the same time, the voice of the little Taoist priest came from the pit:
"Uncle Master, I heard them say that tomb robbers will be punished by God."
Hearing this, Taoist Duan suddenly had black lines on his face:
"Bah! We are not robbing tombs, this is archeology. Do you understand archeology!"
The more Taoist Duan thought about it, the angrier he became and shouted:
"You unlucky kid, stop listening to outsiders' gossip and dig it out for me!"
"when--"
Accompanied by the crisp sound of the shovel, the nine-color fairy light soared into the sky, reflecting the barren mountains in the middle of the night like a fairyland.
Duan Taoist priest was so shocked that he fell from the tree and landed on his head.
The little Taoist priest collapsed on the ground with a "pop" sound and said in a trembling voice:
“Uncle Master, we won’t get any rice dumplings, right?!”
"What zongzi! Where did you hear all this nonsense?!"
Taoist Duan muttered, turned into a rainbow light, and fell into the pit.
Seeing the thing in it, Taoist Duan couldn't help being shocked and blurted out:
"Here I go, you are really an old rice dumpling!"
I saw that it was a huge source, with nine-color fairy lights flashing on it, and the aura of eternity filled the air.
A young man who looked no older than a little Taoist priest had his eyes closed tightly, as if he was sleeping.
And he was wearing clothes that were obviously from the previous era.
