In the midst of the storm, Luo Shen Sect made a different choice and did not abandon Elder Shen who was far away in Qifan Temple. In order to show his consistent attitude, Master Liu sent his disciples to personally escort a batch of practice materials and traveled a long distance to deliver them. Qi Fanguan, his words are sincere and his etiquette is thoughtful. He did not see those disciples who were born in the Luo Shen Sect and later turned to Elder Shen's sect. He did not even ask about them. Not seeing and not asking was to convey the determination of the sect master. They were born as Qi Fan Guan's people and died as Qi Fan Guan's. Ghost, if they have any second thoughts, Luo Shenzong will not let them go.
Among the gifts sent by the Luo Shen Sect, there was a box of plasters and a box of talisman papers, which were Liuye Yang's gifts to Elder Shen. The courtesy was light but the affection was heavy, all without words. The plaster has the effect of calming the soul and calming the mind. Shen Yuanqiong left it to Tan Yuzi to deal with, but the box of talisman paper was a timely help, a benefit at no cost. After leaving Qifan Temple, Shen Yuanqiong picked out two pieces of talisman paper, activated the runes with his magic power, and turned into a pair of paper horses on the ground. The bamboo ears are sharp, the wind blows in the four hooves, and the horses are extraordinary. The two of them galloped astride their horses, wading through mountains and rivers as if they were walking on flat ground, without any bumps or bumps. Unfortunately, the talisman paper did not last long. After half a day of running, it turned into torn paper and could not be repaired.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Shen Yuanqiong was not in a hurry. He picked out the talismans, activated his magic power, and erected a paper house on the ground. It was fully equipped with chairs and beds, providing protection from wind and rain, and warmth. Like spring. Li Qixian took out wine and food from his sleeves and served the master of the temple. Shen Yuanqiong pulled her to sit down together and drank a few more glasses of snake wine. Snake wine was made by Shuima'er He Xi'er. Originally, a hundred barrels were prepared. However, during Shen Yuan's Qiong spring trip to the valley, he only picked thirty or forty venomous snakes, picked and matched them, and actually soaked them for three times. There were ten barrels. It was a festival in the temple, so I drank a lot one after another. The remaining three barrels had the most ingredients and the heat was sufficient. He Xi'er filled a "tin pot with a handle" and handed it to Li Qixian to take with him.
Li Qixian didn't know how to refuse. He drank until the glass was dry and he drank hastily. The energy of the snake wine came to him, his face turned red and his ears felt hot, and his eyebrows became a little more charming. Shen Yuanqiong was not interested in the little girl, so he touched her smooth little face and asked her to rest first. Li Qixian felt his heart beating so hard that he stood up unsteadily, leaned on the couch and curled up into a ball, and soon fell into a deep sleep. Go to sleep.
Shen Yuanqiong opened the window, the evening breeze was cool, the moonlight was like water, the grass and insects in the mountains and fields were humming, and the outline of the city was faintly visible in the distance. The lights were on and off, barely noticeable. Just as he was quietly thinking about his thoughts, an inexplicable feeling of disgust surged into his heart. Shen Yuanqiong frowned unconsciously, with yellow light flashing in his eyes. He looked towards the forest and saw a black shadow falling under the tree. A desperate moan came from his throat, unable to get up. His curiosity aroused, he opened the door to the wild, went closer to check, and saw a vicious wolf lying on the ground, its tail had been chopped off, a leg was broken, its body was covered in bruises and filth, the smell of blood was mixed with rotten stench, and it didn't know how to escape. After walking a long way, the lamp ran out of fuel and I finally couldn't run anymore.
There were messy footsteps not far away, torches swaying, and several Taoist monks were following him. The leader was tall and had two claw marks on his right cheek. They were only a hair away from the eyeballs and penetrated deep into the bones and beyond the skin. He turned over, adding a third degree of ferocity, and shouted in a deep voice: "That evil beast can't escape far, it's nearby!"
It turned out that a group of loose cultivators were chasing monsters and collecting their bones. They were lucky. The evil wolf happened to be a fish that slipped through the net. Now that all the monsters in Xia Tu have been wiped out, the survivors fled to the wilderness. If you come here less and less, if you miss this village, you won’t have that shop. His spiritual thoughts swept away, and he realized that they were unable to practice soul refining techniques, and their souls had not made much progress. He was too lazy to intervene in this matter, and quietly retreated into the paper house, closing the doors and windows to isolate the killing.
The shouting and commotion in the forest finally subsided. After a while, footsteps gradually came closer. Suddenly, someone said: "Hey, there is a house here!" Another person said: "Weird, in the wilderness, in front of Buba Village and behind. Without a shop, who would live in this damn place!" The third person said: "It's made of talisman paper, it can last for four or five hours at most, and it's expensive." The voice was low, but it was the scar-faced Taoist who led it, who was quite Some insights.
The fourth person chuckled and said tentatively: "The money is so generous. He is probably from a rich family. Why don't you ask for a drink and talk about a deal? If you can agree on it, you can sell it at a good price. You will be safe and save money." A lot of running around..." He said it politely, but with a wink on his face, he hinted to his companions that if they wanted to pry into the truth, they could take the opportunity to help him if there was anything they could do.
The scar-faced Taoist remained silent, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said solemnly: "It's late at night, and we meet by chance. It's better not to disturb the master, let's go!"
Everyone looked at him with immediate attention, and no longer lingered, following Scarface
The Taoist left. The group of people had very strong legs and walked as fast as flying. They drove dozens of miles under the moonlight and found a sheltered mountain col to rest, drinking wine and eating meat around a bonfire. One person couldn't help but asked: "Brother, why did you let that fat sheep go?" Everyone raised their heads and felt puzzled in their hearts. The fat sheep in the paper house didn't even dare to show its face or make a sound. Big Brother looked at it. After a while, he turned around and walked away without stopping. It didn't look like he was going to kill him. What kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd?
The scar-faced Taoist said: "That talisman comes from the Luo Shen Sect. You and I can't afford to offend you."
Everyone said "Oh" in unison, and they understood. Luoshen Sect is a major sect of immortal cultivation second only to Sansheng Sect. The sect leader Liu Yeyang is very protective of his shortcomings. They, casual cultivators, don't touch their heads with stones, even if they are lucky enough to get benefits. , and you won’t be able to enjoy it afterwards.
The scar-faced Taoist stopped talking and stared at the bonfire with his thoughts. His Taoist name was "Su Qian". He was an abandoned disciple of the Luo Shen Sect. He had been living in the world for decades. He had been ignored and suffered a lot. After accumulating money and money, he finally succeeded. After accumulating a Taoist practice, he became the leader of a group of loose cultivators. Taking advantage of the chaos in the Xia Dynasty, he went around picking chestnuts from the fire to obtain the resources for practice.
Although he left the Luo Shen Sect, he could still recognize the talisman secretly made by the sect at a glance. As far as he knew, this paper house was warm in winter and cool in summer. It was full of aura. It was a treatment only given to elders when traveling. He rashly bumped into it. If you go up there, you will most likely be kicked against the iron plate. Since the leader of the Luo Shen Sect, the elders have always had a higher level of vision. One of them said that they all have a bad temper. He will not touch this bad luck.
But why did the elders of the sect come to this wilderness? Taoist Suqian was puzzled.
The casual cultivators did not restrain their appetites, and drank all the wine and meat. Those who sat meditated, those who lay down, lay down, and each had a rest. Suddenly after an hour, Taoist Suqian suddenly raised his head, and saw the shadows of the trees dancing, the forest tops rustling as if they were being blown by the strong wind, and a flying boat suddenly arrived, directly pressing down and extinguishing the bonfire. . Those who come are not good and kind. Taoist Suqian's heart skipped a beat. He shouted loudly and woke up his companions. Looking up, he saw a gorgeous woman putting away the flying boat. She had a pair of jade arms and a little bit of red lips. She was as graceful as a girl, with makeup and powder on her face, but it couldn't cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She smiled at him and said, "Oh my, you are such a man, the scars on your face are so majestic, I will fall in love with you at first sight!"
