Taoist chanting

Chapter 859

After more than ten miles, the two sides looked at each other, but Chen Qingqiao didn't continue to fly closer, and spoke first.

"Guanzhu Zhang, when we were handling the case in Xiahe Village, what kind of monster was killed? Besides you and me, who else is in charge?"

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "It was Mochiyue Yaoel who was killed, and Yun Qiuhe was in charge at that time."

Being able to ask this question, the opposite is the genuine Chen Guanzhu. At that time, Chen Guanzhu encountered bad luck every time he went out to handle a case, and getting injured and dying became commonplace.

With a relieved smile on Chen Qingqiao's face, he cupped his hands and said, "It's an extraordinary time, don't blame me if I offend you."

Zhang Wenfeng returned the courtesy with a smile: "You're welcome, as it should be."

Lu Zijin shouted in dissatisfaction: "Old Chen, you forgot that I was also involved in the case of killing the moon-watching demon eel back then, and I was the one who found the clue first."

"Don't dare to forget your great contribution, Mr. Donkey. You secretly cast spells and rescued emergencies many times. I only heard about it from Guanzhu Zhang later. I will remember it in my heart. Disrespect and disrespect."

Chen Qingqiao is a slick-faced person, very good at talking, he came up to him a few times, and jokingly shook hands with Lu Zijin.

"Haha, you're welcome!"

Lu Zijin happily cupped his hands, laughing until his eyes disappeared. He didn't care about the trivial work. For him, the sense of participation was more important.

Reunited in a dangerous place in a secret place, Chen Qingqiao expressed his solemn gratitude and shame to Zhang Guanzhu for bringing people to help.

He was trapped in the Wanzhuan Corridor for more than ten years, fighting wits and courage with the monsters in the dark, and was attacked by a donkey a few times, but he couldn't wake the donkey up. After listening to Guanzhu Zhang, he knew that the two mirages Behind him is the spirit of Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon, who can perform supernatural powers that look like real ones, and occasionally borrow the donkey's attack, but the donkey doesn't know it at all.

Fortunately, he had the supernatural power and secret method to escape, so he persevered and persevered.

Hearing from Guanzhu Zhang, the Qi Spirit chose Xiao Ni'er as the successor of Qi Spirit, and then put all the people who were trapped in the darkness into the secret realm one after another, so he understood a lot of doubts.

After meeting with Gui Fudo and You Lao, Chen Qingqiao reincarnated him as the soul of a monk hundreds of years ago, but when the remnant soul regained consciousness, his cultivation level in this life was enough to resist, and instead devoured the remnant soul. again.

As far as he knows, Yang Shuilan of Liuzhihe also awakened the remnant soul of the previous life, devouring the soul of this life to achieve the present achievement, and Gu Quan of Jinfeng Temple is also in the same situation, but the cultivation level of the previous life is different, and the practice of the later life is also different. It distinguishes between fast and slow, high and low.

Many of the magical powers and secrets he has learned, as well as the information of Yanyuan Secret Realm, are obtained from the remnant soul he devoured, but the memory of the remnant soul is lost, and he does not know the dangerous situation here, otherwise he would be so stupid that he would fall into the trap Jedi?
Zhang Guanzhu was able to go through all kinds of troubles to help his friends, if he didn't explain the reasons openly and honestly, his friends might have nothing to do, no one is a fool.

Lu Zijin curled his lips and shouted: "Old Chen, you hid it deep enough, hehe, I treat you as a close friend, that time I lied to me that the thousand-year-old elixir in the secret territory was used as spiritual grass, I only saw it everywhere. The yellow sand..."

Zhang Wenfeng interrupted the donkey's complaints with a smile, this guy is too easy to deceive, people can believe whatever they say?He said: "When we find a way to get out, we have to get out of the secret realm completely. You can go to the medicine garden of Qingshui Temple to eat for three days, and Guanzhu Chen will not stop you."

Chen Qingqiao hurriedly smiled and echoed: "Yes, Mr. Donkey, you are free to eat all of it at that time." Three wine jars appeared in front of him as if conjuring, and said, "I know that you are so good, Mr. Donkey, I am stuck in the dark." The land has been reserved for you, and the wine has not been wasted."

"Haha, Mr. Chen, you understand me very well. 'If you have wine today, you will be drunk today'. I will leave all the troubles to the temple master and you, Mr. You. I will only use brute force."

Lu Zijin hurriedly accepted this generous gift, grinning his mouth and baring his teeth, he patted the jar open. He had already finished drinking the wine prepared by Nawu Space, and there seemed to be a claw scratching his throat. He took a sip of the wine and squinted. Enjoy it with your eyes closed, without any troubles.

You Mengchang has been calculating in silence, gave the foodie donkey a look of disdain, and just throw away the three jars of wine, will he not even cheat?
Zhang Wenfeng brought the topic back to the mountainous area with a radius of more than fifty miles in front of him.

The last sunset in the sky is dim, and the mountains stand tall and silent in the twilight. There are no homing birds, no children playing, and even the smoke from the kitchen is weak, and the inexplicable desolation is shrouded in sadness.

"In this mountain area, I sensed the aura of the mountain gods everywhere, all of whom are third-level cultivation bases. They hid underground and did not dare to show their faces. I was waiting for you to come, so I didn't have much trouble arresting them and questioning them."

Kame Fudo told the news he learned in advance for Zhang Guanzhu's reference.

"The Shuling Mountains may be the last survival place of the entire secret realm. It's not surprising that there are many mountain gods who have lost their territory. Why don't we go around first, then go to the 'Shudun Peak' on the top of the mountain and call out the mountain gods to ask about the situation. ?”

In front of outsiders, You Mengchang didn't make his own claims, he used a discussion tone.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded in agreement, and kicked the donkey who was only interested in drinking.

Several people flew west along the mountainside.

The trees at the foot of the mountain and in the valleys were cut down heavily, and fields were opened up. The crops and vegetables did not grow well, and the weeds were cleaned up. There were also wooden sheds in the woods to cover cooking and food, and hoes, pots, etc. were placed inside. Tools, empty.

The evening wind blows away the heat and high temperature during the day, and in the dark caves or Shibao cottage houses, there are pairs of eyes peeping out, numbness, hatred, disgust, fear... There are many people crowded in each cottage and cave, without clothes. Covered body, sallow and thin.

The wells were covered with stone slabs and locked with iron chains. Without exception, dark gold, dark copper or blackened statues were enshrined in the cottages and caves, and unburned twigs were inserted in the incense burners.

Zhang Wenfeng silently glanced at the faces of mortal beings struggling to survive in the desperate situation of the doomsday.

He didn't find any old people, and there were very few children, so he immediately understood what was going on.

These people are living a desperate and precarious life. It is even a problem to fill their stomachs. The elderly and children will only become burdens...

"That's horrible."

The heartless Lu Zijin put away his wine jar and muttered.

Flying around for dozens of miles, Kame Fudo pointed out that he found two locations of the mountain god, and he could no longer detect the breath of the mountain god. He should have hidden deep underground, and everyone didn't care to continue flying.

Zhang Wenfeng stopped suddenly. They were now in the northwest of the mountain range. Pointing to the deep canyon at the foot of the mountain, he said, "There's a ghost aura over there... Good guy, it's a haunted place."

He is much more sensitive to ghost energy and yin energy than ordinary people of the same class. After careful inspection, the hidden valley below is hundreds of feet deep, and the dark ghost energy is strong, and there are many ghosts living in it.

You Mengchang showed an interested look, Yanyuan Secret Realm is separated by Yin and Yang roads, ghosts and ghosts cannot descend to the Nether Realm, and there is no place to go, but here they form a small ghost realm, saying: "Let's go down and have a look." Unconsciously, Lu Zijin said, "Master Donkey, you are full of righteousness and thunder, full of Yang Qi, and majestic, so don't go down and scare the little ghosts."

Lu Zijin scratched his hair, why did Old Man You's words sound awkward?Like scolding him.

Chen Qingqiao said with a smile: "I'm talking to fellow Taoists, so I won't join in the fun."

Like other people, how can they not listen to the old man who travels and doesn't want them to go.

The turtle stopped even if it didn't move.

Zhang Wenfeng and You Lao floated to the top of the canyon. They didn't show their momentum, but they still alarmed many ghosts at the bottom of the valley, causing a commotion. Most of the ghosts shrank back to the large and small caves at the bottom of the valley, and the remaining few ghosts with slightly solid figures were careful. Watch out for the top.

Not long after, an old man with a black air and a vague face flew from the depths of the valley, about fifty feet away, bowed his hands, and saluted respectfully:
"The tree pier valley ghost is cultivating Moshu. I pay homage to the two immortals. I don't know what orders the immortals have?"

You Meng looked at the old man, called the old man's heels, and said: "No, you are obviously a mountain god, why are you pretending to be a ghost cultivator? You are bullying the old man without knowledge?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the god's eyes are like torches, and the little old man has nowhere to hide. 800 years ago, the little old man was indeed a mountain god, but later he fell into the ghost world and lived in the world. It's not an intentional concealment."

The old man bowed his waist and explained Xiaoyi with a smile on his face.

He looks like this, why is he still recognized by the foreign monk?

But You Mengchang refused to let go of the humble Ghost Cultivator Mountain God, and continued to beat and said: "You ghost cultivator is dishonest, you obviously have a fourth-level cultivation, and you pretend to be a third-level cultivation in front of the old man, and you pretend to be like that Is it to deceive the old man that he has no eyesight?"

The old man was almost scared out of sweat, and his figure disappeared into the air in a flash, leaving behind a cloud of black air.

Can't afford to offend, he can only hide.

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(End of this chapter)