The Juanlian Mountain is a remote place, with thousands of miles of desolate land. A mountaintop collapsed. The movement was not too big. Hu Weiyong died silently, and did not disturb the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism. Shen Yuanqiong rushed back to Qifan Temple overnight. Jiang Youyi had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that he had returned safely after a long journey, she breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward with a smile on her face. She congratulated the temple owner with a spring breeze on her face.
The divine sword cannot be relied on. Shen Yuanqiong was exhausted both physically and mentally. He ordered Jiang Youyi to prepare a banquet and drank a few glasses of hot wine to relieve his fatigue. Under the candlelight, the beauty is as beautiful as jade, and the fragrance of fat floats. A pair of soft girls massage his stiff shoulders. The fatigue gradually subsides, and Shen Yuanqiong's mood improves. Although it took a lot of extra effort, it also confirmed his long-held suspicion. Even without the help of the Divine Sword, he is still at the pinnacle of this world. Heaven is not far away and everything is going smoothly.
He leaned against Jiang Youyi's chest, closed his eyes as if sleeping, and suddenly said, "Has Yu Jingzi replied?"
Jiang Youyi said "hmm" and said softly: "Elder Hu of the Sansheng Sect made an appointment to fight with the temple master, but he didn't dare to alarm rashly. Yu Jingzi agreed, and it was set on the seventh day of November. Spring is in the valley."
Shen Yuanqiong said: "Please come with me and give me orders to prepare a hundred barrels of spirits in advance."
Hearing the number of one hundred barrels, Jiang Youyi trembled slightly, remained silent for a moment, bit her lip and said, "I... it's not that I'm timid, or that I can't trust the master. Going to Chun Zai Valley, it's just that... my legs are really weak. ..."
Shen Yuanqiong said: "Since Yu Jingzi has come to find you, if you don't show up, you will lose the opportunity to talk. There is nothing to be afraid of in Chun Zaigu. If your legs are weak, drink a few more glasses of wine to strengthen your courage and stand up straight."
Don't lie down, don't embarrass me. "
Jiang Youyi thought for a while, and a proud smile appeared on her lips. It seemed that she still had some weight in the viewer's heart, at least no worse than that little girl Li Qixian. She straightened her chest and massaged his temples gently, thinking to herself, isn't it spring in the valley? I can stand up like a man with my fists and walk like a horse with my arms. I don't believe that I can't hold up the scene!
I silently encouraged myself, but I still missed the last half of my sentence. Chun Zai Gu is not a land of tigers and wolves. In fact, tigers and wolves dare not step beyond the Thunder Pond. It is a sacred place for the Snake Clan to worship their ancestors. Yu Jingzi sounds like a Taoist master, but in fact he is the leader of the Snake Clan. However, the demon cultivators in this world are suppressed by the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and they are not successful. Yu Jingzi rules the snake clan, which seems to be majestic, but in fact he does not have much ability. Otherwise, he will not come to Shangqifan Temple. I sincerely ask the owner of the temple to treat everyone equally. He accepted several snake demons as his disciples and taught them how to practice.
Shen Yuanqiong did not refuse. If Guiding the Fox Clan was still a little confused, Guiding the Snake Clan was good at it. After all, he was a man who ate a beauty python. He could deduce a simple martial art from Huangquan Taoism with ease. However, there is no free lunch in the world. He proposed to pick three hundred venomous snakes and soak them in snake wine. If Yu Jingzi could get them, Qi Fanguan would accept the three snake demons and gather ten inner disciples.
The number of three hundred is just a drop in the bucket for the Snake Clan. It is now mid-October, and it will take time to summon the Snake Clan to Chun Zai Valley. Yu Jingzi made a good calculation and hid the truly qualified demon cultivators, pretending. They were generous and put out tens of thousands of venomous snakes, big and small, to show the sincerity of the snake clan - want to soak them in snake wine? no problem! Mountain breeze
Flying bamboo leaves, lapis lazuli rings and silver rings on the iron tip grass are all available in five steps to dazzle the opponent.
Jiang Youyi is naturally afraid of snakes, but since the master has called her name, she has to fight hard no matter how weak her legs are.
A few more days passed, and October was coming to an end. The weather in the mountains was getting colder, and a thin layer of snow fell. Mu Yuanxiong, the elder of Kaiyuan Sect, came alone in the snow, with an imperceptible eagerness in his steps. The bone that Shen Yuanqiong gave him had been turned into ashes. He carefully refined the Taoism in it and was surprised to find that the soul had grown stronger. Other than that, there were no drawbacks. Rebirth was no longer out of reach. He couldn't wait to come to Qifan Temple to discuss with Shen Yuanqiong what to do next.
Yes, discussion makes him feel better than asking for advice or advice. At the same time, Mu Yuanxiong also felt that he should pay more. The carloads of property sent to Qifan Temple were just personal belongings. Shen Guanzhu should ask for more to give him peace of mind. There is no effort in this world without asking for anything in return. The more you give, the heavier the reward will be. It is too heavy for him to bear. Mu Yuanxiong would rather speak openly and find out what the other party wants.
Shen Yuanqiong
He was not disappointed, and after confirming that Mu Yuanxiong had refined some of the heavenly Taoism remaining in the bones, he made his own conditions. He wanted Mu Yuanxiong's mental method that he had painstakingly worked out. In return, Shen Yuanqiong generously gave him ten bones, pale with a little ink mark, like the eyes of a devil. Mu Yuanxiong couldn't refuse. He carefully selected several demon bones from the sect's treasury, but the Taoism contained in them was too thin and could not be compared with the good ones that Guanzhu Shen had on hand.
The smallest detail can make a thousand miles difference. The need to strengthen the soul is imminent, and he cannot afford to delay.
Shen Yuanqiong's conditions are not harsh. Both sides get what they need. Mu Yuanxiong asks for the other without reservation. However, the mental method he deduced is only suitable for human cultivation. The Fox Clan and Snake Clan will eventually have to find another way. Shen Yuanqiong thought for a while and called Luo Yun, Yang Lan, and Li Qixian to the Chengxin Hall, took a test, and handed down the method of refining the Taoism of Heaven. He ordered them to memorize it by rote, without asking for a deeper explanation, but to memorize it first. mind.
Li Qixian was gifted and intelligent, and could not forget what he had heard. He recited it silently several times, every word accurate. When he saw his senior brothers and sisters frowning and reciting the words, he approached the master of the contemplation and asked what this mental method was called. Shen Yuanqiong originally wanted to say "Unnamed Kung Fu," but then he thought it was inappropriate, so he randomly named it "Kaiyuan Soul Refining Kung Fu," which sounded majestic and somewhat sophisticated.
Luo and Yang learned a little bit about "Su Nv Jing", and their minds became more enlightened. They reminded each other and memorized it several times before memorizing it. Shen Yuanqiong ordered them to study carefully after returning and gather again in Chengxin Hall ten days later to discuss and exchange their experiences and formulate a sound strategy to avoid going astray or even going astray. Hearing the words "obsessed", the three of them felt a shiver in their hearts. This "Kaiyuan Soul Refining Technique" is no small matter. It requires careful consideration, sharpening the knife and chopping wood, and not rushing to practice it.
A few days later, Xiao Yazhi, the Third Saint Sect, came all the way to pay a visit to the temple master and presented a bag of demon bones, more than a hundred pieces in size. Most of them had dark ink marks and thin Taoist techniques, so they were just right for a few apprentices to practice on. Shen Yuanqiong happily accepted it, implying that Xiao Yazhi was still far away from the number of five hundred, and the Three Saints Sect still needed to work hard.
, the inventory was insufficient, so he called on the Taoists to work together to hunt monsters and find needles in the haystack, and they would be able to gain something.
Xiao Yazhi obeyed and was secretly dumbfounded. Then she thought about it, this was something the master had promised, she was just an errand, she could just pass on the message as it was, it was not her turn to worry.
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