Chapter 273 Zhaoling Mountain

Zhaoling Mountain, a long-lost mountain peak, is said to have been one of the four mythical beasts, and its fire power is much stronger than that of ordinary treasures. However, the result of the fame attracted a group of monks. A large number of monks' practice quickly exhausted the fire power of Zhaoling Mountain, which also led to the decline of Zhaoling Mountain today and the loss of the strong fire power. It no longer has a place to attract the attention of monks.

No one would have thought that this mountain summit, which has been declining for hundreds of years, once again caused a frenzy of monks. The red clouds shrouded in the top of Zhaoling Mountain made the monks rush to this Zhaoling Mountain desperately. Among them were scattered practices, disciples of various sects who secretly went down the mountain without telling their teachers, and there are more legends of good people. This time, the grandeur of Zhaoling Mountain has surpassed the war between good and evil thousands of years ago.

From the monks to the monks who have just built the foundation, countless monks have red eyes and want to come to Zhaoling Mountain to try their luck. The selection of the master of fairy weapons does not only look at the cultivation of the monks. Such immortal fate still pays attention to fate. If the blessing is profound, why not the monks in the foundation period win the first place? However, even if the monks in the foundation period get the magic weapon level, their ability to improve their cultivation in a short time is limited. It is difficult for the masters to retain the ownership of the fairy weapons and may also fold in their own lives.

As the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food. Monks are also human beings. Compared with mortals, their thirst for strength is stronger. After having a certain ability, the damage they cause will be far beyond Superman. Such a group of monks with powerful destructive power are mixed together. I'm afraid that a slight difference will cause a bloody storm. At that time, the fairy weapon will not be found. Not to mention, it may have flattened Zhaoling Mountain and involved this historic mountain in this reckless disaster.

Red clouds are auspicious and auspicious, which will certainly arouse the worship of the monks in the past to seek God's blessing. However, in the past year, too many incredible things have happened in the world, which made the monks feel much worse while their strength has improved rapidly. They can no longer maintain the state of mind. They are like anxious rabbits, eager to eat up every inch of grass on the ground.

There are only two Taoist priests located at the foot of the mountain. The Taoist priest is an old Taoist priest with the Taoist name Ling Xuzi. However, in front of this group of wolf-like monks, the old Taoist priest also lost the right to rely on the old and sell the old. Many of these people are old monsters with a hundred years of life. A 14- or five-year-old Taoist priest, people like to call him a little bell.

In the past few days, Zhaoling Mountain, which was crowded with people, also drove this Taoist temple to the tip of the storm. Almost every monk came to the Taoist temple first to sit down and ask what strange places there were in Zhaoling Mountain, and asked if there were any strange things about red clouds before they came, and they didn't know almost every small detail. Let go, the two masters and apprentices in the Taoist temple were disturbed, and they were often woken up by knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

For good, there have been many fewer people in recent days, and most of the monks have gone up the mountain, which makes the Taoist temple much quieter. It was in the evening when the sun set, the little Taoist bells were sweating and cooking, and Ling Xuzi scattered in the Taoist temple to water the plants in the temple. Unlike ordinary Taoist priests, Ling Xuzi paid special attention to the living environment. Before the appearance of Hongyun Xiangrui, the declining Zhaoling Mountain was hardly noticed, but Ling Xuzi was able to take root here for decades, which shows his extraordinary heart.

A soft knock on the door came, followed by a magnetic sound. Excuse me, is anyone there? In fact, the door of the Taoist temple was not closed. Because of the previous period of people coming and going, it was really troublesome to open the door, so Ling Xuzi decided to open the door of the Taoist temple before nightfall. In fact, this door is no different from not closing. Which of those monks is not powerful? How can a wooden door stop them?

"Someone, someone, please come in." Ling Xuzi put down the ladle in his hand and said quickly. A few days ago, most of the people who came directly broke into the Taoist temple without knocking on the door. Perhaps they didn't care about this detail, but they gave Ling Xuzi a deep impression. With the previous comparison, the politeness of the person who knocked on the door outside was particularly conspicuous, and Ling Xuzi's impression of him was a little better at first.

First of all, Ling Xuzi's sight was a tall young man, with bronze skin and an unwavering will between his eyebrows. His strong figure did not make him look too rough, but showed the unique bookish spirit of Jiangnan man. If Ling Xuzi knew that this was a person who almost didn't graduate from college, he really didn't know what kind of expression he would show.

Following the tall man into the Taoist temple was a black man who was not inferior to him. Ling Xuzi also traveled when he was young. At that time, there were no small bells around him. He went to many places and knew a lot of news that was not in the mountains. For example, the world was very big. There are extremely cold glaciers in a corner, and there are two kinds of white and dark people in exotic countries.

The black man was followed by a medium-sized and slightly thin young man with a faint smile on his face, as if he had a strong self-confidence. He really didn't know what he had to go through to make this young man have such a calm spirit at a young age.

Finally, a tall and thin young man came in. His facial features were correct and handsome, some of which were similar to the champion in ancient times. Unfortunately, his inadvertent sadness destroyed the overall feeling and gave people a feeling of a depressed scholar. Under a black gown, the young man's slender limbs showed a little elegance.

The four people who entered were Linhe, George & Hanks, Huji and Black Sickle. The four people finally arrived at Zhaoling Mountain in the evening of the third day and night. Although the chaos in various places has made people realize that there are still many things in the world that they don't know, Lin He and others still dare not fly away with great fanfare. The situation has just stabilized. If it causes another panic because of their swaggering through the market, it is really not worth the loss.

"Excuse me, the four of us first arrived at Zhaoling Mountain, and there is nowhere to go tonight. I don't know if we can disturb the Taoist priest for a night?" Walking in front of Ling Xuzi, Lin He said respectfully. He originally wanted to make a unique gesture of Taoism, but suddenly remembered that he could not do it at all. He had seen it on TV before, but he had forgotten the specific details for a long time. If he did something wrong, it would cause misunderstanding, so he still half bowed honestly.

"Didn't the four of you come to look for treasure?" Ling Xuzi asked in surprise that perhaps Lin He and others looked kind, and they were also very polite, otherwise he would not dare to ask more by taking Ling Xuzi's ambition and courage. Rumor has it that those monks have the ability to turn their hands over for clouds and rain. It is not easy to flatten his little Taoism.

"Yes or no, if there is a treasure, we will join in this excitement, but who can guarantee that a foreign treasure will be unearthed in Zhaoling Mountain? Even if there is, is it definitely a fairy weapon? There are too many unknown factors, so static braking is more suitable for us than running around. Look, those people on the mountain have been busy for days and nights, and they haven't found anything. Lin He said with a smile, looking at the sword light that flashed from time to time on Zhaoling Mountain.

Ling Xuzi was shocked. Obviously, he was shocked by Lin He's calmness. His young appearance could have such a calm state of mind one by one. Lin He and others were a little impressed by Ling Xuzi. If you don't think it's simple, let's stay here tonight. There are just a few empty rooms. I'll ask the little bell to clean up and open the window for ventilation.

"Don't bother the Taoist priest. I'm sorry to bother you all night here tonight. How can I continue to bother you? Hu Ji, only a few of us can cook. Let's help cook. Just leave it to the three of us to clean the room, and I won't bother you."

While speaking, Lin He was assigned a task. Among the four people, Lin He had already opened the valley. If there was dinner, it was also done by his mother or Zhuo Xuaner. Not to mention the black sickle, he was also dispensable to eat like an instrument. I'm afraid that Hanks' Western-style method is also half-baked. Lin He thought about it for a long time and Hu Ji was the most suitable.

Ling Xuzi is no longer polite to Lin He. Although he has lived in the mountains for a long time, he is confident that his ability to look at people is still good. The humility shown by these young people cannot be disguised. Except for the man in a black gown with sadness in his eyes, the other three people's eyes are clear even if they have been looking for a hundred years in the world. It's hard to see. On the contrary, they seem to be polite. If they can feel at ease, Ling Xuzi is willing to ask the other party to help a little favor.

The night came soon, and the hot meal was served. After Ling Xuzi, the second member of the Taoist temple also appeared in front of Lin He and others, a beautiful little Taoist priest. When he smiled, he was as crisp as a bell, and people couldn't help but want to smile sincerely. He was as clean as the stones that had been washed away for decades in the river without any impurities.

"Are you cooking all these dishes? That's amazing." Lin He looked at the table full of food, opened his mouth and said exaggeratedly, full of surprise. Although there is only vegetarian food in the Taoist temple, it is really enough to win the admiration of Lin He.

"No, it's not all. It's mainly Brother Hu Ji's help." Under Lin He's gaze, the little bell looked a little nervous and staddered when he began to speak, but fortunately, Hu Ji patted him on the shoulder and spoke much more smoothly.

"Don't be modest. If you can make this good dish at a young age, you should accept it modestly when others praise you. It's not good to excuse yourself too much." Hu Ji saw the shadow of his childhood on the little bell. He was shy, shy and introverted, so that he couldn't help but want to help the little Taoist priest find the right direction for the future.

"Yes, Brother Huji." Under Hu Ji's insistence, the little bell could already call him Brother Hu Ji very smoothly, and his red smile once again attracted a burst of laughter from everyone.

At night, a group of five people are quickly approaching Zhaoling Mountain. The wind has been mixed with a bloody smell in advance.

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First update, I'm trying to create ** repeated plots, moving forward in frustration and indifference. Isn't life like this? Although this life has only been more than 20 years, and it is a little early to talk about life, I think the direction I know is generally correct. Hold on!