Chapter 420 The solemn body with the same longevity as the sky, the Great Master of Mingxin
Xiniu Hezhou Lingwu land, Lingtai square inch mountain.
The sun reflects the haze and locks the emerald screen, the rain is collected, the color is blue, and the dew is green. At noon, the rainstorm gradually subsides, and there are faintly colorful rays of light jumping happily between the mountains and rivers, splashing a magnificent scene on the screen after the rain. Brilliant rainbow.
"Juemu, don't be in a daze, hurry up and fetch water with me, if you delay, you and my senior brother will inevitably be reprimanded and punished!"
Jueqing tugged on Juemu's sleeve, seeing that he was still a little distracted, he couldn't help being a little annoyed, and raised his voice, saying: "In the evening Shenshi, there is a master uncle of the Yuanzi generation who is giving a lecture at Luohong Terrace. , you don't like to hear it, but I can't make a mistake! Come with me!"
After saying this, Jueqing stretched out one hand to pick up the two wooden barrels, and with the other hand, he took Juemu and walked down the mountain stream.
Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai is located in Hezhou, Xiniu. It is a place that jumps out of the five elements. The great mage of Mingxin who has endured many calamities."
This master of Mingxin who has lived through the calamities is known as immortal, has the same longevity as the sky, and has incredible supernatural powers.
No matter it is Yaochi Sacred Realm, Kunlun Sacred Realm, Four Seas Dragon Palace, Thirty-Three Heavenly Courts, and the Thirty-Six Upper Spiritual Caves, Heavenly Blessed Land, and Six Paths of Reincarnation, once there is any fairy feast or emperor's birthday, it will be indispensable. Invitation card of Immortal Cloud in Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai.
Jue Mu was pulled by Jue Qing's robe sleeves, but at this moment, he had already calmed down a little, and countless memories poured into the depths of his soul.
Whether it is human, ghost, ghost, fairy, god or demon spirit, as long as you can glimpse Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, you will have the predestined way to seek immortality.
There are forty-nine disciples of Jue's generation, which coincides with the truth of the Dao, and they are unwilling to accept any more. Although these juniors will never see the rumored Great Master Mingxin, they can still cultivate many spiritual platforms Fangcunshan's profound incantations, after he has successfully left the mountain, all others will take a high look at them.
"Juemu, don't blame senior brother for annoying you, you are too tired, you just..."
Before Jueqing finished his sentence, he saw that Juemu took the wooden barrel in his hand, squatted down to fill the mountain spring water, and the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat.
While drinking the spring water, Juemu raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother Jueqing, isn't there a senior uncle in Shenshi who preaches the sermon? Let's move quickly, don't delay the hour."
"Why did you suddenly change your temper today?" Jue Qing looked at Jue Mu carefully, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.
Almost all the living beings who can enter Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai to practice have profound backgrounds, the direct disciples of many holy places, the descendants of the gods of the Shenfu, the blood of the ancient demon gods, the blood of the real dragon of the Dragon Palace...
This Jueqing is within the Thirty-Three Heavens Falling Gutian Realm, a direct bloodline of the god ruler in charge of the Upper Divine Mansion Domain.
His mind was extremely intelligent, and he noticed Juemu's abnormality at a glance.
Although the power of the Fangcun Mountain's veins has been terrifying to an unimaginable level, and even almost bound the souls of these creatures into ordinary people, it did not affect their minds and minds at all.
Juemu filled the two heavy wooden barrels, stood up and said with a smile, "Senior brother Jueqing, why did you say that?"
Jueqing looked a little weird, pointed to Juemu's robe sleeve, and said, "You don't want your clothes anymore?"
It turned out that when Juemu was playing with the wooden barrel just now, he accidentally spilled some water and soaked a corner of his clothes.
This water is not ordinary water, but Tianhe True Water, which is heavier than Xuanming True Water. Its source is located in the Zhenshui Tianhe across the heaven. Every drop of Tianhe True Water weighs more than 10,000 jun. It is made of Lingwu immortal wood from Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai.
Juemu and Jueqing came to carry water from the tributary of the Tianhe River in this mountain stream, but they repeated this boring homework day after day, and the reason was to polish their souls and temper their minds.
"I missed it for a while, but I hope my brother will not blame me."
Juemu placed the wooden barrel steadily, his face was a little unnatural, but deep in his mind were thousands of thoughts flowing, trying his best to stimulate the still somewhat stagnant power of the gods, and finally wiped out the water stains on the sleeves of his robes. erased.
His cultivation base of immortal power is actually the real realm of the Three Calamities Taiyi Realm.
It's just that he has just woken up, and has not yet integrated all the memories of the soul, so it is still difficult to operate the immortal power of this "jue wood".
Jueqing's eyes were full of doubts, but he didn't say much, instead he directly picked up a wooden bucket and said, "Hurry up and bring the water back, if it delays my going to Luohong Terrace to listen to the sermon, I will definitely not spare you!"
Juemu responded, and using his immortal power, he picked up a bucket of Tianhe real water, followed Jueqing, and walked up the mountain along the stone steps.
The terrain of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai is extremely mysterious, and the rest of the caves and blessed places are vast and boundless. They are often tens of thousands of fairy palaces and pavilions, Qiongxiao Yuyu, but Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai is completely different from it. different.
Any living beings who come here will be terribly bound by the power of the earth's veins, which is why those younger generations of gods, buddhas, and saints flock to this place.
If one can practice Taoism here, after leaving Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, no matter the foundation of the true spirit or the foundation of the soul, it will far surpass the creatures of the same level. One hundred is one against a thousand.
"Stay with the Taoist boy, which school do you two belong to?"
The thick voice came to his ears, Jueqing obviously recognized this person, his face was bitter, and he turned a deaf ear to his words, holding a bucket in his hand, his steps were actually faster.
Jue Mu stopped, and looked towards the tall creature on the left side of the mountain path.
It was a monster with a bird's beak and a human body, but judging by the cloud-patterned robe it was wearing, it was an uncle of the "round" generation.
The monster chuckled, and stretched out its sharp claws to grab it lightly. Jueqing couldn't help but backed up a few steps, and was photographed by him.
Juemu saluted, his eyes were a little dark, and he said: "Uncle Shi, the two of us belong to the 'Liu' sect, and are disciples of Juezi's generation who have not long entered the mountain."
The bird-beaked monster blinked and said, "Uncle Master has an urgent matter here, can you two help?"
Jueqing put down the bucket, forced a smile and said, "Uncle Shi is really serious. How can I help Uncle Shi with my humble cultivation?"
It's not that he's timid, but that this bird-beaked monster is too difficult to deal with. Relying on his "Yuan" seniority, he bullies the juniors of the "Yuan" generation from time to time. Among the nineteen Juezi disciples, he was already notorious.
The bird-beaked monster smiled and said: "The word 'Liu' is best at integrating Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Mohism, etc., and it just fits what I want to do. I'm afraid the two of you can't avoid it." .”
After finishing his words, he flicked his sleeve robe, put Jueqing and Juemu away, and walked towards his ashram.