Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 60 Dragon Elephant Hegemony Body ([-])

Heming Mountain is the birthplace of Taoism in China. It is a famous mountain of Taoism. It is located in SC Province, west of Rongcheng, about an hour's drive from Tianxian Restaurant.

Heming Mountain belongs to the Minshan Mountains, with an altitude of more than 70 meters. It is adjacent to Qingcheng Mountain in the north, Emei Mountain in the south, Wuzhong Mountain in the west, and reaches the western Sichuan Plain. It is about [-] kilometers away from Rongcheng.

It is named for its resemblance to cranes, mountain Tibetan stone cranes, and mountain dwelling cranes. It is one of the four famous mountains in ancient Jiannan.

Heming Mountain, also known as "Huming Mountain", is a branch peak on the south side of Qingcheng Mountain at the eastern foot of Qionglai Mountains.

Just after noon, Mo Changsheng brought Wen Liya here.

While climbing the mountain, Mo Changsheng was observing the scene of Heming Mountain. The pines and cypresses here are lush and green, and the mountain streams and streams are calm and sounding.

"What a rich spiritual energy!"

Mo Changsheng's heart was turbulent, because he discovered that there was actually a wealth of spiritual energy in this Heming Mountain.

Although it was not on the same level as the spiritual land in his previous life, the aura here was not weaker than the Tianshan Mountain he had been to before, even worse.

"Just set up a small spirit gathering array, the aura here is enough for me to cultivate to the golden core stage!"

Mo Changsheng's mind turned, thinking about how to open up a cave here.

"It's a pity that my current cultivation is really poor, and I can't even arrange the simplest formations. Otherwise, if I set up a few maze formations and killing formations, and directly occupy this place, who would dare to talk about it!"

"It seems that I need to find the ten-thousand-year cold jade as soon as possible. If I can't refine the spirit weapon, it is also possible to refine some magic weapons. I only need to refine a spirit-gathering magic plate, which is enough for my current cultivation."

A magic weapon is the name of a magic weapon that has some abilities of a spiritual weapon, but cannot reach the level of a spiritual weapon.

Spiritual artifacts can only be refined at least at the foundation building stage, while magical artifacts can be refined by a rookie in the Qi training stage.

There are only three grades for magic weapons, but for spiritual weapons, there are one to nine grades, and each grade is divided into four grades: low grade, middle grade, high grade, and extreme grade.

For example, in the last life, among the treasures of the senior Dujie that Mo Changsheng got, the most advanced one was an eighth-rank middle-grade tripod-shaped magic weapon. Unfortunately, his cultivation was too poor to refine it at all, and it didn't even have its functions. Know.
"Mom, there is"

When he climbed close to the Laojun Temple on the top of the mountain, Mo Changsheng suddenly discovered that among the peaks beside Heming Mountain, there was a villa that occupied a huge area, occupying a mountain by itself.

"You said that villa. I heard that it is the mansion of a certain important person in Rongcheng. It is said that it has just been repaired and is not yet inhabited."

Wen Liya followed Mo Changsheng's fingers and found the object of his curiosity.

After that, she looked around nervously again, and said in a low voice:
"I heard that this is the most expensive villa in Rongcheng, and it was paid for by the government. It was repaired as a gift and used for birthday celebrations. It took a whole year and hundreds of millions of dollars!"

Wen Liya said enviously:
"Tsk tsk, I don't know who has such a big face to ask the government to pay for such a big gift!"

Mo Changsheng's heart moved. Since others can occupy a mountain, it's possible that he can also occupy one when he cultivates diligently. It doesn't need to be too big, and enough aura is enough.

"It seems that we have to find some time to explore this place, find the place with the most spiritual energy, and open up a cave."

While talking, the two had already arrived at the gate of Laojun Temple.

Heming Mountain is not as good as Qingcheng Mountain which is not far from it. Emei Mountain is famous but rarely visited by people. Laojun Temple is also a small ancient temple.

It seems that the Laojun Temple has a history of hundreds of years. Although it is not big, it is full of antiquity.

The sense of vicissitudes of history makes people unconsciously fall into peace, and the quiet sandalwood penetrates into the heart, which makes people feel at peace, completely forgetting the troubles of the secular world.

"It's a good place to practice!" Mo Changsheng sighed secretly.

This kind of place has a long life of incense and sacrifice, but it will not be too prosperous and lose the true meaning of cultivation. It is indeed a good place for cultivators.

"Unfortunately, there is no practitioner here."

Mo Changsheng's divine sense scanned the several Taoist priests in the temple, and found that they only practiced some superficial martial arts techniques, not even a congenital warrior, so they can't be regarded as true cultivators.

"Daoist Kong Kong, I'm here to pay homage to the old gentleman. This is a small gesture, please accept it."

Because of Mo Changsheng's strange disease, Wen Liya became a devout believer.

Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, she has several places where she often goes to worship, and Laojun Temple is one of them, so most of the Taoist priests in the temple know her.

"Scholar Wen is too polite, please go ahead!"

Daoist Kong Kong gave a slap in the face, glanced at Mo Changsheng unexpectedly, and directed the two to Laojun Palace.

"Brother Changsheng!"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Laojun Palace, there was a sound of urgency, full of surprise, and then, there was a burst of footsteps like a heavy object falling to the ground.

Mo Changsheng turned around with a smile, and then the smile froze on his face.

He was horrified to see a burly man with a height of more than two meters, shirtless, showing muscles like cast iron and copper, with an immature face, but full of beards, running towards him quickly, with a childlike face. Pure smile.

"Brother Changsheng, you haven't seen me for a long time, Xiao Yu misses you, the empty old man never gives me enough to eat!"

The "big man" ran up to Mo Changsheng, picked him up like a child, and gently patted his back with his palm the size of a cattail fan, and said with a smile on his face.

Mo Changsheng is also about 1.7 meters tall, which is not short, but in front of this "strong man", he is no different from a child, he is really too tall.

Mo Changsheng smiled wryly and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Yu, let me down quickly, I'll bring you delicious food."

This kid is really strong, his arms might not have the strength of a thousand catties!

"Xiang Yu, let your brother Changsheng come down quickly, you child, it's not serious, don't hurt him."

Wen Liya also hurriedly said.

The "big man" is Mo Changsheng's best friend, Xiang Yu, who is only 17 years old this year and one year younger than Mo Changsheng!

Xiang Yu put down Mo Changsheng with a smile, foolishly touched his big bald head, and looked at Mo Changsheng cheerfully, swallowing saliva non-stop, extremely excited.

Mo Changsheng landed on the ground, looking at Xiang Yu dumbfounded, knowing that there was nothing to talk about with the rammed goods, he directly took out the big backpack that he carried on his back and handed it to him, which contained a pack full of beef jerky.

"You foodie!"

Mo Changsheng had just punched Xiang Yu's chest casually at first, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed:

"Overlord Divine Physique!"

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