Taoist Huang Ting

　　 Lu Qingfeng got up and walked on Fufeng Mountain.

　　 It can be seen that the battle three thousand years ago caused a lot of damage to the foundation of Fufeng Mountain, resulting in a thin aura, which has not been recovered yet.

　　 Lu Qingfeng walked, using Fayin to sense the atmosphere of the mountains.

　　 After the war, the earth's air was so disordered that disasters continued in the Fufeng Mountain of Liubaili, and the inspiration was weak. Lu Qingfeng is in charge of the seal, exercises legal duties, and carefully adjusts the local atmosphere. This is painstaking and delicate, not only requires day and night work, but also requires great care.

　　 Ordinary mountain gods have clerks to do it, and Lu Qingfeng can only go into battle by himself.

　　 Measure Fufeng Mountain step by step, constantly adjust the earth's air, and return to the right path.

　　 As the ground temperature is smooth, the Fufeng Mountain has less disaster, the vegetation gradually grows stronger, and the wild beasts grow stronger.

　　 The heavens and the earth have animism.

　　Lu Qingfeng is a mountain **** who regulates the atmosphere of the earth and benefits all souls. Suddenly there are countless incense and wishes mixed with gratitude and longing thoughts coming across the void and being absorbed by the seal of the **** of knowledge in the sea of ​​Lu Qingfeng.

　　 slowly refining and turning into supernatural stars.

　　 After having supernatural power, Lu Qingfeng adjusted the earth Qi faster.

　　 one year.

　　 Two years.

　　 Three years.

　　Time has passed year after year.

　　 It took Lu Qingfeng three years to smoothly deal with the first obstruction.

　　 It took Lu Qingfeng five years to smoothly deal with the second obstruction.

　　 It took eight years for Lu Qingfeng to smoothly deal with the third ground air barrier.

　　……

　　 The flowers are blooming.

　　The grass grows and the warbler flies.

　　Unconsciously, it's another spring.

　　 The main peak of Fufeng Mountain.

　　 I don’t know when, brick buildings were built, and the simplicity is full of immortality. One by one, middle-aged, young, and young people in green robes greeted the sunrise, practiced swordsmanship, or performed spells.

　　 There is actually a mixture of ignorant spirits.

　　 Sit and move, practice martial arts and techniques.

　　 On the mountainside, there is a mountain temple with strong incense.

　　 There are three other temples like this in Fufeng Mountain in six hundred miles. They are located on the main peaks of the three major branches, for thousands of mountain people to worship.

　　 This day.

　　 A young Taoist man in a white Taoist robe chased and killed a monster that was a disaster in the land with a sword, and pursued it all the way to Fufeng Mountain.

　　 The demon was cunning, and went straight into the dense forest without a trace.

　　 The young Taoist raised his eyes and fixed him in one place.

　　 "Duh!"

　　The magic sword is let go, like an electric lasing.

　　 Boom!

　　 More than a hundred feet away, it exploded suddenly. Ten zhang radius turned into coke, revealing the traces of the monster.

　　 civet-like shape with red tail.

　　 is a red tail tanuki!

　　 His whole body was stained with blood, and his wounded skin was spattered by sword marks, which looked terrifying.

　　 "Damn monk!"

　　 The red-tailed civet cat hates it.

　　 Has it ever been chased and killed like this!

　　 Not to mention running away in embarrassment, but also nearly survived again and again. Had it not been for a glimmer of hope, I would have returned and shared life and death with this person.

"Soon!"

　　 "Fufeng Mountain is not far ahead. It is said that in recent years there is a mountain **** in Fufeng Mountain, who bows his head in all fields. If he can help him, he will be able to get rid of the killing!"

　　 The red-tailed civet cat is full of thoughts.

　　 was bombarded by a sword, his speed surged by three points, and he fled again.

　　 "Monster!"

　　 "Where to escape!"

　　 The young Taoist looked murderous, and the sword energy gathered under his feet, and he fell straight behind the red-tailed civet cat by virtue of the virtual wind. The magic sword was in hand, and a pair of eyes flashed with wisdom.

　　 is clearly capable of slaying the red-tailed civet cat with one blow, but he hasn't killed him for a long time.

　　 "I have to see where this monster wants to escape!"

　　The king's face was not moving, but he closed the red-tailed civet cat tightly. Chasing all the way, the red-tailed civet cat went straight in this direction. If you say escape, it will never be the case.

　　 After chasing and fleeing, it will soon be dozens of miles.

　　 "here——"

　　 Wang Pan looked up and saw a temple in the distance. The mountain people exchanged, the incense was quite strong.

　　 I saw the red-tailed civet cat, went straight to it, and shouted--

　　 "Master Mountain God, help me!"

　　 Sincere love, extremely sad.

"what!"

　　 "Youkai!"

　　 "Where is the monster that came to cry in front of the mountain **** master?"

　　……

　　 The mountain people who were going in and out of the mountain temple to worship the mountain **** were startled by the red-tailed civet cat and avoided. But not far away, just gathered around, whispering quietly.

　　With the blessing of the mountain gods, no matter whether it is a beast or a monster, you never want to hurt people in Fufeng Mountain!

　　 "Mountain God?!"

　　 Wang Pan looked around, his face suddenly became solemn.

　　 only after chasing and not aware of it, only then discovered that the place is lush and lush, with good spirit. Although not comparable to the fairy gate Lingshan, it is also a rare place to practice.

　　 If you remember correctly, Wang Pan remembers that this place is located in a remote place for thousands of miles, and the practice has been cut off. Very few monks have come to this very early, and the spirits and monsters are also rare.

　　 Unexpectedly, this mountain area is still hidden.

　　 "Is that the mountain god?"

　　The king plate didn't dare to be careless, pinched the sword tactics in his hand, made a sword, and took the red tail civet cat!

　　 A mountain god, at least a seventh-rank god, comparable to real cultivation. And although his kendo cultivation base is superb and can be called invincible of the same level, his cultivation base is just a realm of foundation building, far from the enemy of the seventh rank gods.

　　 Only to kill the red-tailed civet cat as soon as possible, and exit this mountain domain, it will not be too late to come back after investigation is clear.

　　At this time——

　　 I saw a flash of light in the temple, and suddenly a middle-aged man in a scribe's robe appeared. As soon as he appeared, he made a bright voice in his mouth!

　　 "Xuanshan God Decree!"

　　 "The red-tailed civet cat was full of slaughter, with malicious intent, and its sin is to blame!"

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　　 The middle-aged scribe waved his sleeve, and a strong wind went straight to the red-tailed civet cat.

"Do not!"

　　 The red tail civet cat was shocked.

　　There are scribes in front and swordsmanship in the back. There is really no way to escape up and down!

　　 It had heard about the Fufeng Mountain God earlier, and deliberately attracted the sword repair, because it wanted the young sword repairer to conflict with the Mountain God. Whether it was looking for an opportunity to escape, it would be a way to survive.

　　Whoever thinks that the mountain **** has not come out, the middle-aged scribe who popped out of the mountain temple will kill him.

　　 The red tail civet cat is frightened.

　　 However, there was a magic sword behind, and there was a strong wind in front.

　　 Boom!

　　 The red-tailed civet cat had nowhere to dodge, and the strong wind and magic sword fell, and instantly turned into fly ash and dissipated. It is the end of the crossbow, and it is still weak to deal with an attack from one side, let alone a two-sided attack.

　　 Pitiful hundreds of years of painstaking practice, and finally vanished.

　　 The red-tailed civet cat turned into fly ash, and the strong wind sword collided. The wind dissipated and the sword receded.

　　The king plate and the middle-aged scribes face each other.

　　The middle-aged scribe with a smile on his face first spoke and said, "Taoists are polite, and my family **** is coming to overcome the inconvenience of the catastrophe. If the Taoists don't dislike it, they can move to watch the catastrophe."

　　 "Cross the robbery?"

　　 Wangpan looked at the middle-aged scribes, and saw that his figure was condensed but not scattered, it should be a condensed body of wise practice of ghosts. The flick of his sleeves just now can catch up with the power of his flying sword, and his strength must be far above him.

　　 And what he said as the ‘God Monarch’ is undoubtedly the **** of this mountain.

　　 Mountain God Crossing Tribulation!

　　 I don’t know what the robbery is.

　　 thought for a moment, but Wang Pan did not decline, "Xiaodao Wangpan, thank you for your invitation, it is an honor."

"please!"

"please!"

　　 The two stood shoulder to shoulder and went deep in the mountains.