Taoist students

Chapter 63
In the dense forest, towering trees rose from the ground. It was originally noon, but there were only sporadic spots of light scattered in the forest.

At this time, a figure in a blue Taoist robe shuttled past at an extremely fast speed. Not long after, the figure came to the side of a large lake.

The person who came was Dongfang Mo, who spent several days making a big circle, changing directions from time to time, to see if there was anyone chasing after him.

Until this day, he finally came to the Great Lake without any danger, and the steep cliff in the distance was clearly visible, and he immediately showed a look of joy.

But after thinking for a while, he leaped and submerged into a big tree again. The wood escape technique is very effective in hiding in this place full of wood spirit energy. He was sitting cross-legged on a tree branch, The body shape is almost integrated with the surrounding green, even if someone is close, it is absolutely difficult to find.

Sitting like this is three hours, until night time.There was still no movement, and it didn't look like someone was following, so he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he jumped down, reached out and grabbed in the storage bag, and took out a small leaf-shaped mini boat.

This is a low-level water-attribute magic weapon that he finally found in Beichuifang City after visiting the three cities in the outer gate. Although this magic weapon has no attack or defense function, it is better Being able to travel faster in the water, it cost him [-] spirit stones to get it, which is comparable to the price of an intermediate magic weapon, which made him extremely heartbroken.

At this time, I saw his mana pouring into the small boat, and the leaf-shaped boat swelled instantly, and finally turned into a length of ten feet and fell into the water.

With a light leap, he stood on the small boat. At the same time, the magic power in his body was agitated, and the small boat shot forward immediately, but in the next moment, his figure staggered, and he almost couldn't stand still.

Unexpectedly, the speed of this small boat was so fast, far beyond his expectation.

When he got up, he stepped on the bottom of his foot, and the boat suddenly dived into the water, and even spread a thin layer of stellar energy to cover it, separating the surrounding lake water, but if this is the case, the mana in his body The degree of consumption has increased by more than three times, and then it surfaced again.

Dongfang Mo was very satisfied with this, and it was not wrong to spend the thousand and five hundred spirit stones.

So he sped up his speed and headed down the cliff. With the help of the faint moonlight, he found the hole with a special mark in a short time. Looking around, there was nothing unusual, so he got into it instantly and went deep.

But in Nanchuifang City, Wubicha was looking at the stone mirror in front of him at this time, and the corners of his eyes twitched from time to time.

There is no other reason, but because the Dongfang Momu Dun technique is too fast, although it will stop from time to time, or change direction suddenly, but the Taoist robed disciple behind him is always tens of miles away, and it is difficult to catch up.

"It's really cunning."

Wu Bicha could tell that Dongfang Mo must be worried that there would be people chasing him, so he would stop from time to time and circle around deliberately, but as long as there was that blood mark, no matter how hard he ran, he would not be able to escape him. Dharma eye.

"A person with no real background, and only a C-level wood spirit root qualification. After going out for half a year to experience, not only has his cultivation base increased, but he has also spent a lot of money. I want to see what opportunities you have."

So Wu Bicha continued to look at the small red dot on the stone mirror, and only when the Taoist monk got closer and closer to the center of the lake did a sneer appear on the corner of his mouth.

In the dark river, Dongfang Mo moved the leaf-shaped boat under his feet at an extremely fast speed, and within half a cup of tea, he came to the pile of dead bones again.

When he arrived here, he could already feel bursts of spiritual energy attacking him, and he didn't need to deliberately run the magic arts, the abundant spiritual energy in his breath had already penetrated into his body.

After rounding a corner in front, a soft white light rushed towards his face again. Even though he was mentally prepared, Dongfang Mo still had a quick heartbeat and shortness of breath.

At this time, with a wave of his hand, he took off several spirit stones and put them into the storage bag on his waist, searching for them with joy.

Outside the Great Lake, after two hours, a Taoist robed monk finally arrived here. Taking advantage of the night, he still had no intention of staying, and saw his body leap into the air and fall into the water. Stepping on the surface of the water is like walking on flat ground. It is a kind of water attribute spell. After half a stick of incense, he came straight to the bottom of the cliff.

When he saw the tens of thousands of densely packed holes through the moonlight, the Taoist monk frowned.

Wu Bicha, who was far away in Nanchuifang City, seemed to have sensed it. He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the stone mirror appeared, and at the same time, he could clearly see a small red dot that had not moved.

Seeing this, Wu Bicha was overjoyed, but the next moment he was slightly puzzled. According to the location shown by the stone mirror on the map, the center of the lake should be a steep cliff, but the strange thing is that the location of the red dot seems to be on the cliff internal.

Wu Bicha frowned slightly, then bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the stone mirror, crossed his index fingers with both hands, turned them again, and suddenly pressed hard on his temples.

At the same time, in the center of the lake in the Wanling Mountains, the body of the Taoist monk shook, and his eyes flashed.

In an instant, in the stone mirror in front of Wubicha, a scene clearly appeared. Looking carefully, it was the densely packed cave entrance on the cliff.

"This is……"

Wu Bicha was startled, but he realized it immediately. No wonder it showed that Dongfang Mo was inside the cliff, and he should have entered one of the caves.

But under this cliff, there are thousands of caves and their variety, which extend several miles away. It is not known which cave Dongfang Mo entered him from.

Seeing this, the corners of Wu Bicha's mouth twitched violently, his eyes flashed with hostility, but he waved his hand again to pinch out the spell. At the same time, he saw the Taoist robed monk regained his calmness in his eyes, and turned towards one of the cave entrances.

After only half a day, the Taoist robed monk finally came out of the cave, and then headed for another cave. This was repeated over and over again, ranging from a few hours to half a day. view.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo was already sitting cross-legged among the piles of dead bones, surrounded by spiritual stones, bursts of milky white spiritual energy flooded in, and just by using the spell slightly, the spiritual energy came pouring in like a flood.

With the help of the endless aura around him, in just one month, he got through the Dry Prison Technique, transplanting flowers and grafting trees, turning dead trees into spring, and all the meridians needed to operate in the middle-level spells, and practiced over and over again.

During this period, he would spend an hour every day, using the spirit imbuing technique to infuse the black mutated egg with powerful vitality.

Therefore, the dead energy in it is gradually dissipating, and a faint vitality is brewing instead.

……

At this time, it was far away in a huge palace somewhere in the northwest of the Human Race Xiuyu.

I saw a spacious hall, and there were seven or eight people seated here.

On the main seat of the main hall, a handsome man with a short beard was looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

"I don't know if Patriarch Nangong's news is reliable!"

One of the old women with a cane in her hand spoke, and saw that the old woman had a hunched body, a wrinkled face, and a pair of cloudy eyes full of evil spirits.

"Fellow Daoist Yinli, the news was delivered by my family's secret spy, so it is naturally reliable." The short-bearded man replied.

"I don't know if Patriarch Nangong thinks this time is a trick by the blood clan!"

At this time, another old man in long robes with a wide forehead and a snow-white beard frowned and spoke in the same way.

"The mere blood clan was defeated by my Nangong family a hundred years ago. Most of the strong members of the clan were killed or injured. The remaining scattered sand is nothing to fear. In the face of powerful strength, any conspiracy and tricks are just for display."

Having said this, the man with the short beard felt a faint sense of pride spontaneously.

"Then I don't know how Patriarch Nangong thinks we should deal with the blood race this time."

Among the crowd, there was a man with a height of one foot, who looked like a mountain of meat, holding a fan in his hand, and said in a loud voice at this time.

"Since Fellow Daoist Ang asked, I'll just say it straight. In my opinion, our various clans and clans will send disciples to assemble and directly march into the blood clan's cultivation domain, taking the initiative by surprise and preemptive strikes."

"what?"

As soon as the man with the short beard finished speaking, everyone in the room turned pale with shock.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Patriarch Nangong is really good at joking. A centipede is dead but not stiff. Even if the blood race is defeated, it is not so easy to deal with." The person who spoke this time was a burly man.

Seeing this, the short-bearded man narrowed his eyes, looked at the crowd and continued:
"Jiang Daoyou is serious. The blood clan has long existed in name only. Don't you think you are afraid? You must know that the blood clan has a lot of resources in the field of cultivation. My Nangong family has also gained a little over the years. It is based on the mentality of sharing the blessings that I called you to discuss it. "

Hearing this, everyone cursed inwardly, I'm afraid your Nangong family has grown tired of eating these years, and you even call it a little income.

As for the words of being blessed and sharing, it is even more a ghost's belief.

"That being said, it's hard to convince the public with just a few words." Another strange old man with a half-foot-long and one-foot-wide wooden box on his back said.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoists of Shu are worrying too much. If it was the blood clan in the most powerful period, I am afraid that I would need to mobilize half of my human race to deal with it. Now it is just to deal with some remnants of soldiers, so I just summoned a few fellow Daoists present. In my opinion, the forces behind you are enough to sweep the entire blood race, if you don't have the guts, I think other forces will be interested in the comparison." The short-bearded man looked a little ugly.

Seeing this, everyone nodded. Although the words were harsh, it was not unreasonable. Most of the people who dealt with the blood clan Xiaoxiao were the main force of the Nangong family.

"Then I don't know what specific plans Patriarch Nangong has for this march into the blood race."

At this time, a [-]-year-old man in a black Taoist robe spoke lightly. The figure of the old man was slightly thin, but his eyes were bright, and a sharp light flashed from time to time.

"Of course there is. This time I propose that whoever takes the territory should own it, and the resources are also included in it. What do you fellow daoists think?"

The man with the short beard continued.

As soon as the words fell, everyone was in an uproar, but after a while, they all looked thoughtful. You must know that in the past hundred years, most of the alchemy, refining materials, and various natural materials and earth treasures that flowed from the blood clan came from the Nangong family hand.In contrast, many forces have long been envious, but because of geographical reasons and the fact that the main force of the Nangong family defeated the blood clan back then, there was no chance to intervene.

Now that the opportunity is in front of us, it is really worth thinking about.

Seeing this, the short-bearded man was not in a hurry, he just held his chin with one hand, looked at everyone's thoughtful looks, and sneered in his heart.

"Okay, my brahmin agrees." But within a cup of tea, the crooked old woman spoke first.

"My Immortal Sect also took over." The old man in robes with an unusually wide forehead said the same.

"And my Gongsun family."

"The Mo family is also one."

"My Jiang family also participated"

"And I, Jiangu." The old man with the strange box on his back said the same.

"I am Taiyi Dao Palace, participate."

In the end, the old man in the Taoist robe answered carefully after thinking twice.

"Okay, then let's talk about how many people each family sends to go. After all, if you all come out, I'm afraid it's not enough for one blood clan."

Seeing this, the man with the short beard laughed out loud.

"That's right. From my point of view, let's decide the number of people to send according to the strength of each family."

At this time, the old woman in front let out a cold snort, her eyes seemed to sweep the last Taoist robed old man intentionally or unintentionally.

"Fellow Daoist Yinli's words are justified, I agree." The Roushan man nodded, his fat body trembling constantly.

But the old man in the Taoist robe seemed to have not heard it, and his face remained expressionless, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"That's very good, but there is something I want to say first."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the short-bearded man in unison.

"This time, my Nangong family will not participate. After all, if my Nangong family participates again, you will have even fewer resources." The short-bearded man said after a pause.

I don't know that the Nangong family's wishful thinking is nothing more than using other people's hands to eradicate their own troubles. This method of borrowing a knife to kill is not exclusive to the Nangong family.But when he thought that without the participation of the Nangong family, he could indeed get an extra resource, he felt relieved.

This is a conspiracy, even if everyone knows it well, they are still willing to suffer.

So they discussed the details again, and finally reached an agreement, except that there were always differences in the number of disciples sent by each sect, and it was difficult to reach an agreement.

They all want to send as many disciples as possible, with the intention of obtaining more resources.

Just when everyone was quarreling inextricably, the short-bearded man above the chief seat finally interrupted.

"Calculating the time, the Heavenly Paradise of Taiyi Dao Palace should be opened soon, why don't I take advantage of this to have a competition to determine the final number of people sent by each sect!"

Hearing this, a trace of anger finally flashed across the face of the always taciturn old Taoist priest.

(End of this chapter)