Chapter 291

On the verdant peak, which looks like a huge stone tablet, several slightly crude attics have been built. More than a dozen young girls in coarse cloth robes are studying mantras in front of the open space of the attic, which is very lively.

"Just a few days of practice here is enough to equal the previous years of hard work. It's really amazing."

"The master's divine eyes are like torches. It's a blessing for me to take this' sunken monument mountain 'as a Taoist temple."

Although many young girls are all cultivation in the mysterious realm, they look very relaxed. Every day, they eat wind and dew on the stone tablet peak, watch the clouds and realize the Tao, and occasionally pick some mountain spiritual fruits to satisfy their greed and thirst, but they also feel at ease.

Not long ago, the people of the Qingxiao gate mistakenly entered the newly born sunken mountain. The leading Taoist priest found this stone tablet peak engraved with the word "Sunken". Since then, it has been convenient for a new Taoist temple to be established here, occupying an underground air pulse and falling down.

Strangely enough, after the people of the Qingxiao gate settled down, a very solid translucent barrier gradually rose around the hundreds of thousands of miles of sunken mountains, which temporarily isolated all information.

"Zhang superfluous, why are you there if you don't come to help quickly?"

A strong young man walked to the edge of the cliff Valley and patted the "extra" shoulder with a look of peace.

Zhang superfluous was not called Zhang superfluous at first, but he was wooden and speechless by nature. He was the most silent among many disciples of the Taoist priest on weekdays, so he was nicknamed "superfluous".

"Senior brother Zhaoyuan."

Zhang superfluous's shoulder hurt, which made him feel refreshed, and his eyes turned red.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be surprised and said, "how did you make it like this?"

"No... nothing." Zhang Yu looked slightly gloomy and waved his hand half dead.

Zhao Yuan didn't think much. He just pulled his extra sleeved robe and walked towards the attic, saying, "master took younger martial sister Yulan as his concubine, and it needs people to decorate the bridal chamber. Don't be lazy here, come with me to help quickly!"

Hearing the words "Yulan junior sister", Zhang Yu's expression became more and more gloomy, his eyes numb, and he stumbled away from the edge of the valley with Zhao Yuan.

Yu Lan and Zhang Duyu are both people in Dushan territory. After being accepted as disciples by the old Taoist of Qingxiao sect who marched everywhere, Zhang Duyu has always admired Yu Lan, but he is timid by nature, and his deep thoughts have never been revealed.

A few hours ago, Yulan was called into the old Taoist's attic. When she came out again, she was already in a charming state with affectionate eyebrows and eyes and flushed face.

Although all the disciples were young girls who had never done anything, they also knew how to make a noise, so they clamored to build another attic as a bridal chamber for the master to be filial.

"Younger martial sister Yulan, do I have to call you Shiniang later?"

Before Zhao Yuan pulled Zhang superfluous to the attic, he saw the red skirt girl surrounded by the disciples at a glance, and laughed loudly.

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Zhang Yu's mind was shocked, and he couldn't help but look up with Zhao Yuan's eyes, but he just looked at the bright eyes of the girl in red, who looked around like Yingying autumn water.

Yulan's white face flushed a little, and she scolded softly, "what are you talking about!"

An ordinary looking girl on his side envied, "if younger martial sister Yulan became a martial mother, she would certainly get the guidance of the master at any time. I'm afraid that she will soon break into the realm of returning to the truth, prolong her life for hundreds of years, and enjoy the blessings of heaven and man."

"Master's advice at any time..." Yu Lan lowered her head slightly, as if she thought of something shameful, and couldn't help but stretch out her purplish gauze sleeve to cover her face.

If a creature falls into the realm of returning to the truth, it can add 800 years to his life.

Zhang Yu stared at the noise and bustle under the attic, and the tingling feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. It seemed that he gradually fell into silence around him, and finally only the faint and broken lights remained.

The lights are disillusioned, as if separated from the world.

"Zhang Xiangsheng."

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yu suddenly woke up, his forehead was full of cold sweat, subconsciously looked around, and said in panic, "who's calling me? How can you know my name?"

Zhang superfluous is not called Zhang superfluous. In recent years, with the old Taoist wandering abroad, his real taboo has long been forgotten.

The voice seemed to smile gently and said, "Zhang Xiangsheng, do you know where this is?"

Zhang Yu looked around, and then he was extremely frightened to find that this was no longer in front of the attic of the Qingxiao gate, but a towering Temple stretching for miles. At this time, he was standing under the door of this temple.

The gate of the temple is thousands of feet high, and four huge and unparalleled seal characters are lined on it, emitting a mysterious and weird ancient atmosphere.

Bottomless demon country.

Those who can be qualified to call it "demon country" must be ancient forces that oppress the world, such as the "vermilion demon country" by the Liusha river.

Another example is the "bottomless demon country" at this moment.

Zhang superfluous was scared by those seal characters and directly fell to the ground, stuttering, "you... Who are you...?"

The voice smiled again and said, "don't panic. The sunken mountains have long been silent in the depths of time, and the bottomless sky has long lost its former mystery. As for me... I'm the one who helps you become a Taoist."

Zhang Yu looked up at the inaccessible Palace door with a pale complexion and said in a trembling voice, "don't laugh with me. Let me go back quickly. The master and his brothers are still waiting for me. I can't..."

"It's ridiculous! Zhang Qisheng, don't deceive yourself. No one in the so-called 'Qingxiao gate' cares about you at all. I'm afraid that if you die here now, only Zhao Yuan will find you. When you can't find it, it's just a few words for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Changsheng's face became more and more pale, his lips moved slightly, and he could no longer say a complete sentence.

The voice gradually eased down and coaxed, "there's the Yulan you admire. I'm afraid she's been stripped naked by the Taoist priest and played wantonly. Don't you see the blush on her face? That's what the Taoist priest left on her..."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Yu suddenly turned over and stood up, shouting in front of the empty Palace: "shut up! Get out! Don't play tricks! Get out!!!"

A snow-white light and shadow fell from the palace gate, slowly condensing a slender figure.

The mottled light and shadow gradually dispersed, and it turned out to be a beautiful girl wearing a brocade white skirt and a cloud pattern crown.

She walked up to Zhang superfluous, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm out. How are you doing?"

The faint fragrance of the girl filled her mouth, and Zhang's superfluous momentum immediately disappeared. She didn't even dare to look up at the clear eyes of the girl in white clothes, and said calmly, "this... I..."