It's not good for Teacher He Xian.
In the enemy's battle, some old monsters who have not been born for hundreds of years have emerged.
He has been practicing for thousands of years, and he is familiar with all the masters who hide in the mountains of Mingchuan in China.
It's just that we seldom meet each other when we practice in the mountains.
It was a hundred years ago that he and his father Qishan last met.
It was 300 years ago that I met with the present Nanshan ancestor.
Yunxiao also knew that even in the end of the Dharma, there were many powerful practitioners who were hiding in the mountains outside the world and devoted themselves to the cultivation of Taoism, so it was not surprising.
She's just a little resentful.
"In the cultivation of Taoism, there should be noble and healthy spirit in the heart. If you degenerate into evil cultivation, you will be doomed sooner or later."
Yunxiao denounced these two old Taoist masters. She could see at a glance that their evil spirit was awe inspiring, and their noble spirit had already disappeared.
"The fairy girl doesn't have a pain in her back when she stands. You were born before you became a deity, and you enjoy the sky with plenty of aura. Our generation of friars are not born at the right time. If you want to make a difference in the dead world, you can only go by the side of the sword."
Nanshan Laozu sneered. At the beginning, he and Qishan Laozu also adhered to the noble and upright spirit in their hearts. But they were born in the end of the Dharma era, and the road of practice was extremely difficult. Moreover, the later they went, the more they could not find a way. As time passed, their mood was shaken.
From his words, it is not hard to understand that the reason why he and Qishan ancestors joined the temple of the underworld is that the temple of the underworld can provide them with irresistible resources.
"All kinds of excuses can't be the reason for you to attack my Taichu fairy pavilion with your help!"
Cloud face with thin anger, a simple hand wave, a flashing fluorescent ribbon, flying out.
Nanshan ancestor's face slightly changed, money seven star sword out of hand, unexpectedly in front of a seven star array.
The magic power of the Seven Star array is amazing. On every position of Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang, there are precious lights shining, and they actually hold the ribbon in the sky.
"The immortals in the age of Fengshen are just like this!"
The ancestor of Nanshan was proud and thought that Yunxiao was the best.
Cloud cloud beautiful eyes slightly coagulate, jade finger a pinch, see that glittering ribbon, in a moment turned into a flowing yellow sand.
The yellow sand is flying in the Seven Star array, sending out a kind of magical power to kill the immortal Qi.
After a few breath, the seven shining positions, like pearls and dust, lost their luster. The whole seven star array, like being buried by sand, lost its magic power.
"This..."
Seven pieces of money fell from the air. Nanshan's face changed and he quickly caught them.
"In front of my elder sister, you are a teacher."
Qiongxiao made fun of the old man.
Yunxiao plain hands raised, the flow of yellow sand, such as Earth Dragon to catch up.
Qishan ancestors and Nanshan ancestors both changed color, and quickly joined forces to resist.
But even if they join hands, the mana is hard to resist the clouds, and they are forced to retreat.
Suddenly, in the dark, three old Taoists jumped out.
These three old Taoists have experienced more and more vicissitudes one by one. At last, the rickety and blind old Taoist makes people feel that half of his old body is buried in the earth.
However, he Xianshi's scalp is numb.
"Laoshan Laozu, Huangshan Laozu, Fengshan Laozu, you are still alive!"
He Xianshi's face was hard to see.
There are folk sayings about the five mountains. In the realm of cultivation, there are not only the three fairylands of Kunlun, Emei and Penglai, but also the sayings about xiaowuxian mountain.
The xiaowuxian mountains are Qishan, Nanshan, Laoshan, Huangshan and Fengshan.
For thousands of years, in xiaowuxian mountain, there have been hermits practicing Taoism.
These five old monsters are the owners of xiaowuxian mountain. Unexpectedly, they are all here tonight.
Among them, the old monster in Fengshan is the one that he Xianshi fears most.
This old monster is a character of the pre Qin period. Up to now, he has lived at least two thousand years.
At the beginning, he studied Taoism and visited other people.
"Xiao He, you're not going along the road of light. You're partial to listening and believing, which makes me very disappointed."
Fengshan ancestor also saw he Xianshi. He was blind. There was a strange light in his terrible eyes, which made he Xianshi's heart tremble. At the same time, his heart was full of regret.
He Xianshi couldn't help but want to jump down and kneel down to the old Taoist.
"Don't be bewildered by his fairy voice!"
Fortunately, a roar from the sky woke him up.
"Fairy Magic sound!" He Xianshi's face changed dramatically, and he stepped back quickly.
Just now, he almost found the way of the old monster. It seems that the way of the monster now is deep.
Fayin forced, Fengshan ancestor pale eyes, dead staring at the sky, cold way: "fairy power heaven, the old way ugly, in the old way's view, Taichu fairy pavilion has fairy such as fairy, why to listen to a mere Luo Xianyu."
This is not only to sow discord, but also to give Yunxiao full recognition.
The five ancestors of xiaowuxian mountain have been practicing Taoism in the mountains for a long time, so they don't take luoxianyu's Legends seriously.
Seeing is believing, hearing is believing.
They only believe what they see.
Tonight, they really believe that there are gods and men in Taichu fairy Pavilion.
But this man is not Luo Xianyu, but Yunxiao.
"My master's prestige is beyond the knowledge of you who are trapped in the mortal world and do not know the mysteries of the three realms."
There are no waves in the sky. Although this person has already become an immortal, she won't pay attention to what she said just now.
"Ha ha, then the old Taoist will learn the skill of fairy."
Fengshan old ancestor Yin Ze Ze smile sound, from the pocket, escape a broken shoe.
He breathed on the broken shoes, and the shoes immediately became a dead fish.
Although it was a dead fish, it suddenly jumped into the air and sucked the yellow sand into the sky.
The dead fish who swallowed the yellow sand in the sky, with green light in their eyes, seemed to have stronger magic power.
"Youming fish!"
Yunxiao is slightly moved. This blind old Taoist has some skills.
"Let the fairy laugh. In order to feed this Youming fish, I fed it as bait."
Lao Dao's words made everyone thrilled.
It turns out that in order to feed a dead fish, someone is willing to dig out his own eyes and feed them.
"Xiangu was a great Luo immortal in the reign of God. Now she was oppressed by heaven, so she was doomed. The old Taoist knew that she would not win. But in order to repay Emperor Ming's kindness, she had to offend him."
The old Taoist not only raised a terrible dead fish, but also saw the current situation of the three sisters. He had to say that his eyesight was amazing.
In other words, he didn't show any politeness. As soon as the dead fish was thrown, the fish's mouth grew sharp teeth like a piranha and bit it into the sky.
Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao were surprised and exclaimed that there should be such an old monster in the secular world.
I'm afraid I've met my opponent this time.