The scream of the bone whistle alarmed Qing Jingzi. He woke up from his trance, frowned and listened for a moment, sighed, got up and came out of the back cabin, and flew across the waves under the awed eyes of the crew, heading straight for the "Sea Snake Island" . Qingjingzi was born in the "Luoyang Valley". It was originally a famous immortal cultivating sect in Daxia. It had a long tradition and a profound foundation. Unfortunately, due to differences in ideas 800 years ago, it split into two branches: the tool making and the alchemy. , although it is not "no contact with each other until old age and death", overt and covert fights are inevitable.
Although they are divided into two groups, after all, they come from the same origin and are in the same "Falling Sun Valley". They look up and see each other without looking down. They are always closer than outsiders. Moreover, whether the refining of weapons and elixirs complement each other, the disciples of the two groups frequently trade in private. , the teacher is also happy to see the success, turning a blind eye. The sound of the bone flute was a warning signal for help. Qingjingzi could have pretended not to know, but after thinking about it, he decided to go and have a look. After all, they were both monks of "Falling Sun Valley", so they should help. .
In no time, Qingjingzi set foot on the "Sea Snake Island" and met Mi and his wife in a hurry. However, he saw Taoist Mi making a sea snake as thick as a bucket and eating it with both meat and bones. He was amazed and amazed. The Qi is so strong, he must be a powerful character who has been practicing for eighteen hundred years, but he has been unlucky and has become his prey.
He sat by the bonfire, took the sea snake meat from Shen Yuanqiong, tasted the taste, took out the wine from his sleeve to share with him, and asked about the bone whistle just now, intentionally or unintentionally. Shen Yuanqiong said a few words about the fate of the future. Qingjingzi looked a little solemn. After thinking about it, he hesitated and said: "Master Lu, who is served by the three sea snakes, is probably somewhat related to the Pindao Master sect..." Read the book
Shen Yuanqiong said "Oh" and was not surprised. They met everywhere in life. They were reunited by fate. Even Jiutian Xuannv changed her appearance and walked with them. It was not unusual to meet Qingjingzi's fellow disciples by chance. Qingjingzi did not want to make a small mistake, so he told the master's misfortunes one by one. As far as he knew, there were only a few brothers with the surname "Lu" in the weapon-making branch. Most of them were Lu Wangzi who was used to giving magic weapons to summon monsters. . Lu Wangzi was an orphan who was abandoned in the mountains. He was taken care of by a female wolf and grew up. Later, he went to the "Falling Sun Valley" to practice. He had a weird personality, and his animalistic nature was unreasonable from time to time. However, he had a talent for making tools. Whenever there was a stroke of genius, the master was extremely tolerant of him and did countless things to deal with the aftermath.
Qingjingzi was not familiar with Lu Wangzi, and only heard about him because he was too different. Shen Yuanqiong didn't care. Whether Lu Wangzi came or not came, it had nothing to do with him. He just enjoyed the bones and meat of sea snakes, promoted the "eating technique" to cleanse the skin, flesh, muscles and bones. He practiced it tirelessly and spent a day and a night to eat three huge snakes. After the sea snake had finished eating, he clapped his hands and set off for the hinterland of "Sea Snake Island".
After climbing over the rugged and slippery rocks, the mountains were lush and green, undulating like waves. The three of them walked on the dangerous path and came straight to the foot of the main peak. Looking up, they saw a high cliff with cascading rocks, mottled moss, and ancient pines like horned dragons. Leaning out, you can see the various shapes and scenes. Qingjingzi squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but found nothing strange. With thoughts swirling in his stomach, he turned to Shen Yuanqiong and asked, "Fellow Taoist Mi, look at this 'Sea Snake Island, but does it hide another mystery?"
Shen Yuanqiong said: "I heard that there is a green rose fairy vine growing on this island. I don't know if it is true or not. Let's look for it."
Qingjingzi perked up after hearing this. Although he didn't know what the Qingluo Immortal Vine was, it was a coincidence that he had a chance to see it. Fellow Taoist Mi was always generous with his actions, so it was no problem to share the benefits. Not being rewarded for his meritorious service, he took the initiative to be a pioneer and climbed the mountain to search for the whereabouts of the fairy vine. Shen Yuanqiong followed the trend and agreed. Qingjingzi was good at collecting herbs. With his help, he could save a lot of effort.
Wherever the elixir is born, there are probably insects and beasts guarding it. Qingjingzi has quite a lot of experience in this. He took out the jade box from his sleeve, awakened the green-backed silkworm, and ordered it to spit out a wisp of cocoon silk and float it in the wind. Swinging up into the sky, the threads are endless, as if they are endless. The end sticks to the top of the mountain, becoming thicker and tougher, turning into a rope that reaches the sky. He stretched out his hand and tried it to make sure it was correct. Then he chanted the incantation, and a cloud of mist rose under his feet, lifting him up and flying all the way to the top of the mountain.
Qingjingzi took his time, pressing down on the clouds from time to time, carefully searching for any clues of the fairy vines. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. There is a saying that "it is never cold at high places", and not a single blade of grass grows above the snow line. However, "Sea Snake Island" is just an isolated island floating in the sea. Although the main peak is high, it cannot be compared with the majestic peaks of the mountains. Why is it that if it rises less than ten feet, there is no life? Withering rapidly,
As far as the field of vision can be seen, there is Zhuo Tong Mountain, not even a moss growing on it.
He felt vaguely terrified in his heart, so he was very careful and climbed another seven or eight feet. Suddenly, a tree trunk was exposed in the crack of the rock. The bark was withered and buried deep in the heart of the mountain, revealing the tip of the iceberg. I don't know how thick it was. Qingjingzi approached cautiously and reached out to touch it. It was rough and hard. There was something alive hidden deep in the trunk. It was beating as powerfully as a heart, making a thumping sound. He took out a medicine hoe from his sleeve and tried to hoe it, and there was a sound of gold and stone clashing. Just as he was meditating for a moment, a huge force came out. Qingjingzi was caught off guard. The medicine hoe flew out of his hand and stepped on it under his feet. It was empty and fell down the mountain.
He was calm in the face of danger, stretched out his hand to grab the cocoon silk, swung out a few feet, found his footing, and stood firmly on the cliff. There was a crashing sound above the head, and gravel fell like rain. Qingjingzi looked up and saw that the tree trunk expanded rapidly, bursting through the cracks in the stone, and a face appeared faintly, with lifelike features, eyes, mouth, and nose. It looks a bit familiar. He recognized it for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out: "Lu Wangzi, how...how..."
"Sea Snake Island" rumbled, and the main peak continued to collapse from top to bottom. Hidden in the heart of the mountain was some kind of tree trunk. It was clearly a fairy vine that coiled like a dragon. Lu Wangzi didn't know what had happened, and it merged with the vine. In one body, he opened his big mouth and roared at the top of his lungs. His expression was ferocious, and his brain was turned into a wooden block. He couldn't recognize Qingjingzi at all, and he rushed forward waving the cane.
Qingjingzi swung the cocoon silk around the fairy vine, dodged left and right, and retreated all the way to the foot of the mountain. She spotted a steep slope, threw herself at the cliff, and rolled down into a ball. In the midst of his busy schedule, he turned around and saw a sword light rising into the sky, and the vines covering the sky were broken off one after another. Lu Wangzi roared like thunder, and his face wandered around along the fairy vines, seeming to be in chaos. At a loss for a while.
Qingjingzi stood firm, but heard Bixiazi whisper: "He was eager for success and took risks. He practiced evil magic to merge his body with the Qingluo Immortal Vine. He failed to keep his mind and became neither a human nor a ghost. If Qingjingzi hadn't alerted him, he would have been completely swallowed up by the immortal vines in more than a hundred years and would have ceased to exist in the world."
His eyelids were twitching, but there was still a trace of luck in his heart, and he asked, "Is there any hope?"
Bixiazi shook her head slightly and said: "The soul is destroyed, the body is destroyed, and there is no way to save it."
Shen Yuanqiong said calmly: "Then let's send him on his way!"
