Chapter 143 Kunlun

After a few days and nights in control of the wind, with the help of the two rich Yuanying late masters, there was no need to worry about the consumption of Zhenyuan along the way. Finally, when the sun came out of the valley and the afterglow shone on the earth, the three of them came to Kunlun, the most famous fairy mountain in the world.

Shu Mountain is an unshakable solid green mountain, rooted as a stubborn stone. Kunlun prefers the ethereal meaning of Xianshan Mountain. Every peak of Kunlun Mountain group rises high into the clouds, and it can't be seen at a glance. If you just look up, you will be impressed by its spirit that goes straight to the sky.

In contrast, every mountain in Shu Mountain seems to be composed of bluestone, looking at a green primitive vitality and an unbreakable solid mountain group. Kunlun's flowers and plants, mountains and rivers seem to be smeared with a layer of milky white. In addition to the primitive vitality, it is more sacred and inviolable.

This tall and large fairy mountain stands in the center of the mountains, but it is surrounded by mountains, but it is beyond the whole picture scroll, as abrupt as a crane standing in a flock of chickens. Looking at 100 meters away, you can clearly feel the strong aura in Kunlun Mountain, nourishing countless Kunlun people and cultivating countless spiritual grass and beasts. At this moment, it is standing quietly, as if waiting for the visit of distinguished guests.

Like Shushan, when Lin He entered the sphere of influence of Kunlun Mountain, he obviously felt that his body had passed through a weak but dense net, which was Kunlun's mountain protection array. There are blue-shirted disciples flying around the sword, and it can be seen that the recent series of signs of troubled times have made gate schools like Kunlun also strengthen the protection in the door.

As soon as Lin He and the three entered Kunlun, several swords flew towards them. Except for Lin He, the other two did not hide their powerful aura at all. In their opinion, this was completely a move. Although there are some hidden shady things between all factions, they can show their sharpness to the greatest extent and deter those unfaithful guys around them while getting enough treatment.

Those mountain patrol disciples may not know Lin He and Han Pingqiu, but they are familiar with Qiao Sanping's famous bad temper, even new disciples under Kunlun. Although in charge of the operation of foreign affairs, Qiao Sanping still runs back to Kunlun from time to time and teaches new disciples. In the eyes of others, this elder Qiao has a perverted hobby and is happy to discipline people.

"Eader Joe." The lowest cultivation of these disciples is in the later stage of Qi practice, and the highest is only in the early stage of foundation building, which is definitely a scene that can never be seen in peace. The responsibility of mountain patrol can be large or small. Generally, disciples who have been successful in building foundations will be sent. Otherwise, they will not even have the ability to protect themselves in danger, let alone notify the elders on duty to warn the mountain gate.

Shushan and Kunlun, as the two most popular factions today, naturally have to exert their greatest strength to eliminate demons. The elites in the door came out, or three or five people formed a team to walk for heaven. This also makes the backbone of the teacher weak. Except for some hidden elders, they are all disciples who lack cultivation.

Qiao Sanping waved his hand absent-mindedly and reprimanded these panicked disciples. If it were normal, Qiao Sanping would not give up so simply. At least, he would have to teach him a lesson from his reckless disciples. But it's just different from the past. Qiao Sanping is worried about it, and he doesn't pay much attention to these little things.

"Come with me. I'll take you to see the leader. I believe that people from all factions have gathered at the main peak and waited." Qiao Sanping led the way. Along the way, the three stopped talking, and Lin He was also happy. The beautiful scenery of Kunlun was rare in his life. Since he came, he took it as a public trip and enjoyed it. Since Xiuzhen, Lin He's preference for beautiful scenery has become more and more important. Gradually, he also understands why practitioners like to find a quiet and elegant place to practice.

The nine peaks of Kunlun, the main peaks are Tongtian, and the other eight peaks are Xiaoyue, Yilan, Tianjue, Xichuan, Yaquan, Liuhai, Duoyuan and Zhixiao. Kunlun is in charge of the main peak Tongtian, and the remaining eight peaks are each managed by an elder.

"That boy took these two distinguished guests to the Tianfeng Hall and neglected the distinguished guests and punished you for three months." At the foot of Tongtian Peak, Qiao Sanping called a disciple and asked him to take Han Pingqiu and Qiao Sanping up the mountain. Normally, Qiao Sanping, who peeped at the secrets of Linhe along the way, should follow them up the mountain and wait for the opportunity to hear some privacy. Who would have thought that he would not move forward when he arrived at the foot of the mountain? It seemed that there was something else, with a sad face.

"Brother Lao Qiao led the way. I will take Linhe up the mountain first and see you when I have a chance." Han Pingqiu, who had seen through Qiao Sanping's mind for a long time, was also very puzzled about this, but no matter how puzzled it was, it was not easy to ask directly. Therefore, Han Pingqiu thanked Qiao Sanping according to the courtesy and followed the Kunlun disciple who led the way up the mountain and no longer thought much about it.

Lin He doesn't care what Qiao Sanping's idea is. With the heart lotus sword that Lin He has now realized, it can't be said that Qiao Sanping, even Lin He, a monk in the out-body period, also has the strength to fight. At the time of separation, Lin He inadvertently glanced at Qiao Sanping. At this unintentional glance, he was surprised by Lin He. Qiao Sanping's face was as black as if there were no trace.

I have seen a similar explanation in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities. One is that this person's life is not long ago, and he will enter the earth, so he has a black gas symbolizing death. The other is that this person has been poisoned, a powerful poison from Miaojiang. The book does not mention the method of detoxification. It seems that this poison is still a thorny problem.

Lin He guessed that Qiao Sanping's situation belonged to the latter. Originally, he wanted to remind this slightly greedy monk, but when he thought that there were many masters in Kunlun, there was no need to worry about it at all. When he came to his mouth, Lin He swallowed it again. However, when he looked at Qiao Sanping, his eyes changed a lot, and a feeling that made him breathless was heavy in his heart.

"What's wrong with Linhe? If it's okay, go up the mountain quickly. I think all the leaders are a little impatient. Han Pingqiu only noticed that Lin He was a little strange and did not notice that his eyes had changed when he saw Qiao Sanping. Although he was a cultivation in the later stage of Yuanying, he will never lose to this Yuanying's old monster.

He restrained his abnormality, and Lin He smiled sorryly. Nothing. The beautiful scenery of Kunlun is too attractive. It is inevitable to be fascinated by it for the first time. I was a little addicted to it just now, which made Elder Han laugh.

This reason is also over. Han Pingqiu nodded and recognized Lin He's answer. I still remember that when he was a child, the first time he followed his master to Kunlun to participate in the grand event was also more confused and fascinated by the ethereal fairy mountain in Kunlun. There are only a few people in the world that can compare with it, especially the rare dense aura under the sky, which adds a little enchanting to this magnificent picture scroll.

Under the leadership of Kunlun disciples, Lin He and Han Pingqiu quickly found the magnificent Tongtianfeng Hall. Several golden glazed columns supported the whole hall. The material used on the ground is rare orchid rock, which is not only crystal clear, but also resistant to water and fire. Several mythical stories are carved on the wall, in which the characters are lifelike, as if they can jump off the wall to talk and laugh with people the next moment. At a glance, you will know that they are written by the master.

"I was lucky enough to come to the hall of Tianfeng once, and that time was blessed by the master's hometown. This time I see such a magnificent scene, but it's thanks to your little brother, and I want to thank the little brother here. With that, Han Pingqiu smiled and made a hand salute, which was the most common and visible courtesy, expressing his respect and gratitude to the other party.

Lin He hurriedly picked up Han Pingqiu's right hand and said in a panic. It is impossible. Elder Han is a senior, and there is no reason for the senior to salute the younger generation. This hall of Tongtianfeng is extraordinary, but the senior's cultivation is amazing, and he will not be confused by the clouds in front of him.

Han Pingqiu smiled and said no, but he fell in love with Lin He more and more in his heart. Such a young man has become very rare. He is not only a rare opportunity, but also a rare insight and mind. If he can be included in the door of the heavenly master, he must be a hundred years later.

"Is it Han Daoyou and Lin Xiaodaoyou? Please come into the inner hall for a chat. Hongliang's abnormal voice came out of the inner hall. Although it seemed that the sound sounded in his ear at a distance. It seemed that the speaker was also a rare master, and the method of entering the room could still be broadcast remotely without passing the sound. In particular, this person's words on the title seem to be particularly attentive. In order not to make Lin He and Han Pingqiu sound like the same generation, he deliberately added a small word to Lin He's name, so that Lin He, who was originally a junior, could only honestly accept it.

Han Pingqiu smiled bitterly and walked to the inner hall with Linhe. Kunlun was really too careful when doing things, and the hall was afraid of being heard, so he had to choose the mysterious inner hall further. However, this inner hall has always been open to the public, and even if you can't receive disciples this time, it's a worthwhile trip.

Lin He followed Han Pingqiu and stepped into the inner hall. He did not imagine the majestic momentum of the hall, but was replaced by an endless soft picture of Jiangnan. On the mural, a man sat on the edge of the cliff, the blue clouds gurgling horizontally, and the water waves were endless. On the other side, the old man leaned on the river tower and looked at the blue sky from afar. When his head turned white, the thousands of sails were not what he wanted.

A man sitting in the middle is a red-faced old man. Not surprisingly, the deafening sound just now came from the old man's mouth. There are three people sitting on the left and right, two vacancies.

A kind-looking little monk looks more than half the height of Lin He. This is the representative sent by Buddhism, the Zen master Kongle, who belongs to Zen Buddhism and is highly valued in the three sects of Buddhism.

A strange Taoist with eagle's eyes and hooked nose looks particularly cold in a Taoist robe painted with eagles competing for food. As soon as Lin He appeared, he felt that the Taoist had looked at him three times, and every time he seemed to be swept away by a poisonous snake and shuddered.

The last one is a kind and fat Taoist priest with a round head and round brain, and his eyes are immediately small when he smiles. In this slightly cold early morning, the fat Taoist priest still exposed his fat belly, which made people feel funny at first sight.

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