Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 59
In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

During this period, Liu Qiao's master and apprentice went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, and the bell rang at five o'clock, that is, the morning lesson of chanting scriptures.

At the moment of Chenshi, when the sky was bright, he went to Longshou Cliff and began to practice and practice Qi. Until the end of Sishi, he took sealwort, pine nuts, etc., which is Taoist food kung fu.

In the middle of the rest for a stick of incense, after a while, the bell in the temple rang, and it was a quarter of noon.

Start to practice fists and feet again, to activate the muscles, bones, qi and blood, until the end of Shen Shi (the end of five o'clock), this is the shape training kung fu.

After the evening class, there is a general benefit, that is, the Daode Zhenjun will come over for a while, explain the scriptures and teach the principles to Yang Ren and Huang Tianhua.

Although they did not specifically talk about practice, Liu Qiao and Chang Long listened to the lectures in the class, and sometimes asked questions about practice and Taoism, and Daode Zhenjun occasionally answered them.

After more than a month like this, I have benefited a lot.

……

On this day, Daodezhenjun summoned everyone here again, took a roll of drawings, and handed them to everyone: "The cold cave will open today, all of you should go. This picture shows the direction of the cold cave, so don't go astray." Out of the way, wasting time."

"Respect Master (Uncle Master)'s decree!"

Liu Qiao, Chang Long, Yang Ren, and Huang Tianhua saluted in unison, all with serious expressions.

"Yuanren, you hold my sword, Tianhua, you go get the water and spark basket." Daodezhenjun took out the treasure house talisman and said to the two.

Yang and Ren made a promise and went out with a talisman order. After a while, they entered the hall again, and they had changed their attire.

A Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves and a slanted sword bag, inside which is the Moxie sword, the first magic weapon for killing in Ziyang Cave, which can cut gold and jade in the palm.

A bun with a hair on the head, crossing water spark basket, this is also a magic weapon of Ziyang Cave.

Of these two treasures, one was in the box with a faint murderous look, and the other was shining brightly, which made Liu Qiao's master and apprentice envious.

Sure enough, the deep background is different. When I go out to get something, not only the master's soul will secretly protect it, but also a magic weapon for each person.

Just looking at the appearance of these two treasures, the restrictions are tens of layers, at least a thousand years of sacrifice, once released, the power can almost beat Liu Qiao's ghost bone banner.

Compared with them, the restricted ghost banners of only one layer have limited potential, and they are no different from rags.

Seeing the expressions on Liu Qiao's master and apprentice, the true gentleman of morality pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's not good for mediocre people to treat each other more favorably than others. You two stretch out your palms."

Hearing this, Liu Qiao's master and apprentice hurried forward and stretched out his hand eagerly.

Daodezhenjun took a brush from the altar, poured cinnabar into it, and put a calligraphy talisman in the palms of the two of them.

"Master, what is the magical effect of this talisman?" Liu Qiao asked.

"You keep your fists together all the way. If you encounter danger, spread your palms and blow your breath, you will be able to avoid the smog and qi, and you can especially guard against some smoke clouds and Xiaguang Taoism."

Daodezhenjun stroked his beard and said: "In the cold cave, there is the air of cold darkness for thousands of years. With this talisman, if you encounter a cold wave unfortunately, you can also resist it a little bit."

"Thank you uncle (uncle master)" Master and apprentice Liu Qiao bowed to thank him.

Although there is no magic weapon, having the personal seal of the Daoist Zhenjun can be regarded as a life-saving trump card.

Daodezhenjun nodded in satisfaction, and said earnestly to the four of them: "Go, the four of you must be friends, unite and cooperate, and you can't compete, fight each other, and you can't leave one behind."

Everyone solemnly agreed, turned around and wanted to leave, Daodezhenjun stared at him again and said: "If it is really dangerous and you can't get the gourd back, that's all, fate is like this, don't force it, and don't do evil, just get back with your body. "

Of course, these words were more for Yang Ren and Huang Tianhua.

The reason why the true moral king condemned Liu Qiao, Chang Long went away, is that the non-teaching non-teachers do not have to abide by the rules and precepts of the true teaching.

In other words, they were specially asked to kill people and be villains.

After some warnings, the Taoist Monarch Huahong dissipated.

"Brothers, let's go too." Yang Ren headed straight to the ground, and a group of auspicious clouds floated up, carrying everyone on board, and headed for the cold cave all the way according to the directions on the drawing.

Although the technique of soaring clouds is fast and can carry many people, it consumes mana very quickly. Generally, it takes half a year to fly for more than ten thousand miles.

Yang Ren used to travel with five-element escapism, but because everyone had different ways of soaring and escaping at different speeds, he was afraid of delaying time, so he passed the cloud. He had 300 years of practice, which is not bad for a year or so of mana.

In this way, the clouds headed swiftly, and everyone talked and laughed all the way, but in a flash, they crossed more than ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers, and arrived near Qianyuan Mountain.

This time, there were only four of them in this group. As for Nezha in Qianyuan Mountain, although they were not far away, they possessed many magic weapons, and their abilities in Taoism were extremely wide. Taoism.

"Let's go to the cold cave first, and then we'll stop by Master Taiyi when we come back," Yang Ren said.

Yang Ren has the highest magic power and is the leader. Everyone has nothing to do, so they all agree.

The head of the cloud brushed over Qianyuan Mountain, then headed north, traveled hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye, and arrived at the edge of the North Sea, and there was indeed a blue, bare mountain range.

There are countless winds and snows drifting around, cold and cold, thousands of peaks are thin, and the frozen rivers and lakes are flat.

There is only a gap in the middle of the mountain range, which is hundreds of feet wide and tens of miles long, and there is a howling white wind blowing out. From a long distance, people feel the cold air hitting people, even if they have the magic power of the immortal family, they still have chills on their backs.

The crowd was bracing the cold wind, and the cloud heads fell. In front of the ice crevasse, there was already a stranger, dressed in vulgar or Taoist fashion, in groups of three, or in groups of five, each looking for acquaintances to communicate with.

There are also those who come later, or rainbow lights of various colors, or ride the wind and fog, or even ride strange beasts to climb the wind and fog.

After a long while, no one came anymore, after a few counts, more than [-] people gathered in front of the ice crevasse, all of whom were strange people who were rare and unusual, and came from heresy ways.

Yang Ren looked at the sky, counted the time and said: "There is still half an hour until noon, when the yang energy is at its peak and the cold air weakens, so we can enter the cave."

"Master, uncle, there are a few good players among these scattered people. I have heard of their vicious reputation in the early years, so I have to be more careful." Chang Long said in a low voice.

"With the flower basket in my hand and the Mo Xie sword in my junior brother's hand, how can we measure them?" Huang Tianhua said with a light smile.

He curled his lips again, and said with a murderous look: "If it wasn't for the commandments, let a thousand of them come, and a thousand of them will die, but they are nothing more than a local chicken Wagoer."

Yang Ren also nodded confidently and said: "Later, we will drive away these scattered people first, and we will leave two people to guard the entrance of the cave, and the two of them will go in calmly to get the treasure."

During this conversation, the voices of several people were obviously very low, but there were hundreds of steps away, and there was a cold wind howling, but some strange people could hear the wind and understand the words.

In the distance, an old man with disheveled hair, tattered clothes and bare feet stood in the cold wind, not feeling the cold at all, he seemed to feel it, turned his head and looked over, with a faint golden light in his eyes, looking at everyone,

Liu Qiao and the others remained calm and were about to look back, when Chang Long hurriedly reminded: "This is a Sanren from Bai'er Mountain, named Chasing the Wind Old Man, who has been famous for many years. Don't look him in the eye."

The strange old man stared at the pair of divine eyes in Yang Ren's eye sockets for a long time.

Seeing that everyone looked at other places and did not dare to look at him, he sneered, turned his head and said to an old man dressed as a beggar beside him:
"Crazy old man, those boys are full of energy, it seems that they are all from a great teacher, how about we join hands to kill them later?"

The beggar-like old man was holding a chipped bowl, covered in dirt, not only exuded a foul smell, but his speech and expression were also insane, he said with a strange smile: "Hey, no, I want to kill you first! "

Chasing Old Man: "..."

"The others are just plain unknown people with no great Taoist skills, but there are a few of them over there who all have powerful secret skills." Chang Long has been in the demon circle for many years, and many leftists are old acquaintances.

Looking around, he pointed to another person and said: "That Toutuo's name is Hu Niezi, he doesn't know his roots, he only heard that he is a visitor from the West, and he practices a kind of joyful meditation.

Being able to spit out pink light is a secret skill practiced by the miasma of peach blossoms. Those who are in it, whether immortal or ordinary, are burning with desire and cannot control themselves. "

Liu Qiao and the others also looked over, and a hundred paces away, there was indeed a strange man with a tall nose and deep eyes, blond hair and blue eyes, full of joy, dressed in western Tutuo.

It's just that he is alone, and all the scattered people avoid him far away.

"It's said that he doesn't care about men and women, he can walk on waterways and dry roads, which male and female loose immortals who practice deep in the mountains like to sneak attack..."

Chang Long sighed in admiration: "Many immortal families have inexplicably followed his Taoism during retreat, so he has a very bad reputation. Not only are heretics detested, but even evil spirits are ashamed to be with him..."

.

(End of this chapter)