Chapter 169: The furthest distance in the world

Style: Fantasy Author: The setting sun on the back of the wild gooseWords: 2860Update Time: 24/01/13 12:09:54
The locations of the Shangsi Sect and Xantian Sect each have their own characteristics.

Although it is called an island, Izumo Island in the Sentenkan is actually floating in the sky.

No one would naively think that it was the 6,400-step ladder that kept Izumo Island from falling.

The Nine-Year-Old Gate occupies a blessed land of high mountains, with five peaks towering into the clouds.

When the sect-protecting formation was activated, the brilliance from the peak burst out in thousands of wisps.

It looks like five ears of corn.

The place where the Qunying Sect is located is a piece of flat land with a big river rolling through it.

There are also many mortal towns around the sect.

It has the feeling of being hidden in the city.

Relatively speaking, Hehe Immortal Palace is more hidden.

It needs to pass through mountains, valleys, mountain streams, abyss, and nine twists and turns.

Find the place where peach blossoms bloom in all seasons, bypass the Five Elements Ecstasy Array, and then you will see a lonely mountain gate.

Once you step in, you will know that there is a different world.

The mountain gate of the Qingyun Sect is quite satisfactory, neither obscure nor attracting attention.

It has a sense of paradise.

Three thousand climbing stairs connect the immortals to the mortal world.

Under the stairs, the ordinary village is not prosperous, but a little contented with the world.

Several swords are hung in front of every house, indicating that this is the place where the Qingyun Sect protects them.

On the stairs, there is a stone pillar a hundred feet high.

The three words "Qingyun Sect" are like an unsheathed sword, which is exciting.

It is said that these three characters were carved by the Qingyun Sect's first ancestor with sword energy, and contain the Qingyun Sect's supreme sword technique.

Therefore, there are always some disciples who believe it and sit cross-legged in the square in front of the sect, meditating and meditating.

In order to achieve enlightenment and become famous all over the world.

The most talked-about thing is the Qingyun Sect's clothing. It is not like other Taoist sects who wear simple Taoist clothes, or like Xuntianjian who wears python clothes.

It looks very recognizable.

There is no shortage of collars, lapels, gussets, pleats, trains, sleeves, jackets, belts, and quills of the Qingyun School.

It's like the Hanfu in the previous life, chic and elegant.

Coupled with a magical sword carried behind the back or straddling the waist, the fairy spirit is floating.

"It looks much better than the python suit from the Patrol Prison."

Mu Nan looked at the handsome men and women of the Qingyun Sect who were sometimes wielding swords and sometimes moving around, with a look of envy on their faces.

"Brother Nan, why don't you go find your friends? We have been sitting at the gate for more than half an hour."

Xiao Zhuzi squatted next to Mu Nan, looking at the disciples of the Qingyun Sect walking back and forth, feeling bored.

"How pleasing is this pontoon with red flowers and willows and green flowers?"

Mu Nan glanced at Xiao Zhuzi with disdain: "Sure enough, even monsters have no sense of aesthetics."

Xiao Zhuzi stretched out his front legs and lay on the ground, looking lazy, and said disdainfully:

"When you see a monkey, do you still need to discuss which one is more handsome?"

Mu Nan was stunned for a moment, then nodded with deep understanding:

"It makes sense. Different varieties have different aesthetics, which is understandable."

While they were discussing whether monkeys were graceful and graceful, a Taoist priest came over, cupped his hands and said:

"The two fellow Taoists have been staying at the mountain gate for a long time. Are they looking for someone?"

Xiao Zhuzi was very happy to be called a fellow Taoist for the first time and licked his front paw proudly.

"I am here to visit my old friend He Lanque of Wuqingtang, Inspector of Heavenly Patrol, Mu Nan." Mu Nan stood up and saluted:

"It's okay to be attracted by the various fairyland of Qingyun Sect. I couldn't help but feel happy, so I looked at it a few more times. I was offended."

The Taoist, who was already in his thirties, with clear eyes and a solid foundation, reminded:

"That's it. Fellow Taoist Pastor can use the Hongyan Calligraphy Technique to notify Senior Brother Helan to pick him up."

"We were in a hurry when we parted, and we didn't even have a trace of each other's consciousness." Mu Nan said with some shame, "I feel ashamed."

Hongyan running script is based on spiritual consciousness.

Without obtaining the opponent's spiritual consciousness, Feiyan would naturally be unable to identify the opponent's location.

The Taoist is a warm-hearted person.

The helpful kind.

"It is indeed inconvenient to say this. I can use the psychic magic sword to send some messages to fellow Taoists. However, I need a spiritual stone to activate the magic sword. I went out in a hurry today and did not bring two spiritual stones with me. Mu Dao If it’s convenient, friend…”

"It's convenient, why is it not convenient? I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist."

Mu Nan took out a spirit stone and handed it over.

The Taoist collected the spirit stone, took out a small wooden sword from his sleeve, gestured for a long time, and then the word "Edict!" left his mouth.

A flash of light flashed.

"Fellow Taoist, just wait here."

Looking at the Taoist's slightly light steps, Mu Nan felt quite emotional: This is much more conscientious than the two guys at Jiuyimen.

The Taoist made gestures for a long time, but in fact, nothing was more useful than the moment of "edict" casting.

The reason why it took so long was to make him feel that this spiritual stone was worth the money.

At least it's decent.

The service has kept up and the prices are very reasonable.

Lean slightly.

He Lanque received the news and came with his sword.

"Brother Mu!"

"Brother Helan, your cultivation has improved a lot over the years!"

Mu Nan cupped his hands towards He Lanque.

Since the last time we said goodbye, He Lanque has reached the perfect state of forming the elixir.

Presumably the baby will be born soon.

"Brother Mu's cultivation has also become much more solid."

What He Lanque said was purely for the occasion.

Mu Nan's cultivation is still at the early stage of pill formation, without any improvement.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the basin is scarce, making it impossible to practice.

After returning, I spent most of the time on the road, and it only took a few hours to get the Soul Gathering Hairpin.

"Brother Mu is lucky. Where did you find such a breed? It actually has the realm of forming pills. Is it a branch of the hell dog?"

He Lanque looked at the small bamboo, tutted his tongue, and raised his hands casually.

As spiritual pets, there are not many monsters in the realm of cultivation.

Monsters are inherently unruly and untamed, and monsters that are willing to become other people's spiritual pets are even rarer.

If you are lucky and you get a spiritual pet, it will be rare in the world of cultivation.

After all, half of the spiritual power that the master practices daily must be passed on to the spirit pet, but the spiritual pet's practice will not feed back to the owner. From this point of view, the gain is more than the loss.

"Roar!"

Xiao Zhuzi roared in protest, pretending not to speak, and tilted his head away.

"It is indeed the hellhound that has left its seed in the mortal world."

Mu Nan was noncommittal and nodded in agreement.

Xiaozhuzi was of Chaotianhuan's bloodline, and his identity was unusual and could not be seen by outsiders. Naturally, he would not have to introduce himself to anyone he met.

A gentleman is not guilty of carrying a jade.

Such a bloodline was known by the sect with evil intentions and snatched it away.

Refined into a sect guardian beast.

This is by no means an alarmist statement.

"Brother Mu has come a long way to talk to the sect."

Helanque led the little bamboo up the stairs, and while introducing the five halls of Zhengyi, Sanqing, Wuyun, Danqi, and Law, the functions of each hall, and the scenery along the way, he took his master and servant to appreciate the blue clouds. Send scenery.

Not long after, they came to a separate courtyard.

Listen to the wind.

According to He Lanque, if you want to have such a villa in Qingyun Sect, you need to spend a lot of spiritual stones.

And there are residence time restrictions.

The lease term is ten years.

After ten years, you need to spend the corresponding spiritual stones to renew the lease.

But his villa is a freehold property.

Gein Twenty years ago, his father He Lanrou was traveling and accidentally found a spiritual vein.

He fought against the giant monster guarding the spiritual veins for a day and a night, and finally won by luck.

He returned home wounded and died.

In order to reward his father's bravery and the spiritual energy he brought to the sect, the Qingyun Sect rewarded He Lanque with Tingfeng Villa for permanent residence.

Don't underestimate this small courtyard, there are branches of spiritual veins flowing through it.

It is of great benefit to practice.

Mu Nan joked: "With a courtyard like this, Brother Helan's threshold may be broken by the matchmaker who proposes marriage, right?"

In his opinion, this was much more valuable than the villa in the core area of ​​his previous life.

"Hey!" He Lanque sighed: "Not one! I often ask myself, so much so that I can't sleep for a long time, reflecting on what went wrong."

"oh?"

Mu Nan was equally puzzled.

He Lanque's body proportions and even appearance were not inferior. He also had fixed property rights and his cultivation was outstanding among his kind.

Can't you find a Taoist companion with these conditions?

"Could it be that your expectations are too high?"

"Hey!" He Lanque lamented repeatedly, leaning against the ancient tree in the courtyard, watching the people coming and going outside the courtyard, and then changed the topic:

"Brother Mu, do you know what the farthest distance in the world is?"

Mu Nan didn't know what he meant and asked doubtfully: "Brother Helan, why do you ask this?"

"Hey, the farthest distance in the world is not separation between life and death, but when someone else's wife is dangling in front of you and you are helpless!"

Mu Nan's body was unstable, and Xiao Zhuzi somersaulted to the ground.

"Brother Helan, have you checked your family tree?"

"Oh? Brother Mu means..."

"I remember that Mr. Cao liked other people's wives. He and Brother Helan are of the same origin!"