Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 268 On Thorn Ridge
The red sun hangs in the west, and a long ridge stretches across the land far into the sky. Although it is early winter, the mountains are still full of green covers, gloomy and gloomy, the wind is rumbling, and the sun is shining brightly.

"What a mountain of thorns! I am afraid that apart from setting fire to the mountain, it is most suitable for the second senior brother to build a road on this mountain!" Ren Qinglian looked at the road on the mountain, and the thorns were forked, and Xueluo was leading the way. Around, couldn't help murmuring.

Called Miao Yue out of the Dantian world, and said with a smile: "Just passing by Thorn Ridge, if you don't want those subordinates to lose their lives for nothing, you'd better take them away together!"

Although Ren Qinglian didn't say it clearly, but through what she said, Miao Yue knew clearly that their previous plan to gain some merits in the journey to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures must have caused endless troubles, so she nodded immediately, "My lord, please come with me!" Ren Qinglian She doesn't like having a nun in her own world. Originally, Miao Yue only admired the magic of the West. Now that she has a better choice, she naturally gave up without hesitation.

Encouraged by the strong wind, Ren Qinglian followed Miao Yue and flew towards the southwest corner.

There are countless kinds of fairy grasses and god trees along the way, and there are thousands of vicious beasts lurking in them, and the strange roars continue.

"This Thorn Ridge probably has a lot of origins?" Ren Qinglian couldn't help asking.

"To be honest, my lord, this place used to be the territory of the Spirit Race in ancient times..." Miao Yue feared that Ren Qinglian would not know about the Spirit Race, so she patiently explained to him.

Ren Qinglian waved her hand, indicating that there is no need, but she secretly said "Sure enough".

It's just that he can also see that although there are many types of vegetation on this mountain, there are not many of real value. After all, for countless years, only the few tree spirits in Muxian Nunnery can become spirits.

Just as she was thinking, Miao Yue had come to the sky above the Muxian Nunnery, and she shouted loudly: "Shiba Gong, Gu Zhi Gong, Ling Kong Zi, Fu Yun old man, Xiao Xing Xian, I'm back!"

"It's the nunnery master who's back!" Old man Fuyun, who was admiring the beauty of the sunset, jumped up from the wicker chair and ran towards the direction of the sound.

When he came out, Shiba Gong and others had already surrounded Miao Yue, looking happy.

"Why don't you see Xiao Xingxian?" Miao Yue asked casually, because both of them were female fairies, they called each other a lot more casually and intimately.

"She, she must have gone to that peach blossom forest again!" Shiba Gong smiled, looked at Ren Qinglian meaningfully and asked, "Who is this fellow Taoist?"

Before Ren Qinglian could open her mouth, she heard Miao Yue say: "Look at me, I was so busy reminiscing with you that I forgot to introduce Mr. Ren, he is my master..."

Although Ren Qinglian didn't ask her to worship herself as the master, but because of the imprint in her soul, the relationship between the two is indeed a master-servant relationship. Ren Qinglian didn't care about this at first, he didn't have so many airs, and leaving a imprint was just Just in case, he was always kind to his own people.But seeing that Miao Yue spoke naturally, he didn't bother to explain.

But the eighteen princes and others all frowned. They haven't seen each other for a few years, and the nunnery master suddenly stopped being a nun and came back with a master, so what is her purpose? !You must know that although everyone worships Miaoyue as the nunnery master, it does not mean that they can continue to worship Qinglian as the master.

When each of them frowned, Xingxian, who had never appeared, finally appeared.

"Sister came back this time, could it be that she wants us to follow this Mr. Ren together?"

Ren Qinglian was surprised, because how this Xingxian appeared, she didn't even notice it with his powerful divine sense.

But soon, he faintly felt that there was a strange fragrance on this apricot fairy, which seemed to be able to make people lose their minds. What's more, he could vaguely sense it as it spread all the way along the strange fragrance. This kind of power seems to be the power of some kind of formation, guessing that it should be something similar to the Lost Formation, it suddenly dawned on me.

Miao Yue took it for granted, nodded her head, and praised: "You don't know how good the cave is in Mr. Ren's paradise!"

This is the truth, but when it falls into the ears of everyone, it becomes a bit sour.

Xingxian frowned, "My sister's words are wrong. Although everyone elected you as the head of the nunnery, it doesn't mean that you can decide our choice."

Shibagong looked pensive, and the others nodded subconsciously. They were used to being self-sufficient. Although there was a nunnery master before, they didn't care about it. Now there is another master for nothing, but they are not happy. .

Ren Qinglian sneered in her heart, and she could see that there was a pink power from that Xingxian that was constantly floating into everyone's ears, nose, mouth and tongue. It was probably this strange power that made these self-proclaimed aloof and noble wooden immortals unknowingly worship him. Under her pomegranate skirt.

Naturally, he didn't like this kind of trick, and secretly said: "Since you are in a hurry to find death, then it has nothing to do with me!" For his own use, but to be honest, it’s just a few gardeners. His dantian world is not big now, and he can come here with Boer alone. When the three little birds grow up, and Boer’s big family Some people can be gardeners.

In the dantian world, Boer, who was teasing the three little birds, couldn't help but sneezed. He didn't realize that the master was thinking about him, but if he knew, he would rather not have this kind of thinking.

Seeing Miaoyue still wanted to explain, Ren Qinglian just smiled and said: "Differences in ways are not conspiring with each other, twisted melons are not sweet, let's go!"

Miao Yue seems to have seen the scene where these former brothers and sisters suffered hardships in the future, and she struggled a little in her eyes, but she has never been the kind of person who can speak well and figure out people's hearts. She is the strongest.

"Wait! I'll go with you." Shiba Gong noticed Miao Yue's expression and stepped forward to say.

The so-called man grows old, but that's it.

Ren Qinglian had noticed the old Muxian a long time ago, although she was also affected by the aura of Xingxian, there was always some light in her eyes, and her rational judgment was not affected by it.

Miao Yue was a little overjoyed when she heard that, Shiba Gong was the oldest, she always regarded him as her elder brother, and having him with her finally made her feel better.

Ren Qinglian naturally had no objection and nodded.

Xingxian frowned, but she also knew that her strength was weak, so she forbeared it.

Shiba Gong has lived in this Thorny Ridge for a long time, so there are naturally many things, Ren Qinglian and Ren Qinglian waited for a while, when they came out, they saw the old wooden fairy with a wine gourd.

Seeing Ren Qinglian's doubts, she explained casually: "This is the fairy wine brewed by the old man when he has nothing to do. He collected more than a thousand kinds of elixir and brewed it with fairy nectar and fine nectar for several Jiazi. The cumbersome technique is far better than refining a batch of high-quality panacea."

Ren Qinglian's heart moved, "Eighteen Dukes can make alchemy?!"

Miao Yue smiled and said: "Shiba Gong is the famous master of alchemy in our Muxian Nunnery!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'm afraid I will make you laugh!" The old wooden fairy smiled all over his face, and the creases on his face were almost squeezed together.

Looks like I picked up a treasure!Ren Qinglian thought, he didn't expect the eighteen princes to have much alchemy ability. After all, the strength of this group of wood immortals is at a certain level, but even the most common alchemy is better than nothing, not to mention, In the treasury left by Wu Zhiqi back then, there were quite a few pills. As long as you have enough time to study them, you may not be able to refine some of them.

That's because alchemy is a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing after all, so he never thought of doing it by himself. Now that he has the Eighteen Dukes, it just solves the urgent need.

No wonder that Xingxian's face was a bit ugly!While joking, bringing Miaoyue and her into the dantian world until she left Muxian Nunnery, Ren Qinglian still couldn't help thinking, but when it came to that Xingxian, he was a little curious about the power of the formation on the other party. With a thought, he flew towards the place he sensed just now.

It was a small mountain depression full of peach trees. Although it was freezing outside, peach blossoms were blooming in the mountain depression.

The sky above the entire peach forest was covered with a faint layer of thin smoke, exactly the same as what he saw on Xingxian just now, with the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a faint layer of colorful light, like a muddy cloud. Rainbow, very beautiful.

At the same time, because the peach forest is in full bloom all year round, after the petals and leaves accumulated on the ground rot, a strange miasma rises. In the Poison Sutra, this miasma is also called "Peach Blossom Miasma".

This kind of miasma can both confuse people and kill people, but how exactly did that apricot fairy use the miasma in the peach forest to create a formation?

Out of curiosity, Ren Qinglian turned on her mysterious pupils and began to observe and deduce.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes: "This Xingxian also has some tricks, and even placed a part of her body in this peach forest, and became the heart of this peach blossom miasma array. To improve the strength, it can be regarded as having the power of self-protection! In this way, in the original book, the Peach Blossom Fairy is not completely dead!"

Although she didn't die, Ren Qinglian also understood that even with the help of this miasma of peach blossoms, she didn't know how long it would take for the part of her body left here to regenerate her spiritual wisdom.

Shaking his head, he didn't plan to assassinate Xingxian, but this clever use of the formation gave him a new way of thinking, and it was a worthwhile trip.

Although the incident at Thorn Ridge did not develop as he expected, it was still somewhat rewarding.

After leaving, he continued to head west.

After Xuanzang and others arrived at Thorn Ridge, it took a year to reach Xiaoleiyin Temple. Taking advantage of this time, Ren Qinglian planned to inherit the Golden Crow from Zhuogou Spring first, and went to meet the The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

(End of this chapter)