Chapter 50 Hidden Mountain Lord

Next, Zheng Xiang went into the wooden house and invited the father and daughter of the Lu family.

The father and daughter of the Lu family are extremely in awe and worried about the immortals.

Waiting for Lu Laohan to hear that this cloud-riding fairy was going to take him away, he was extremely happy. Lu Lingxiu took a look at Ling Sheng and was very happy.

Then, Zheng waved his opponent, and everyone was picked up by the white cloud, turned into a white light, and threw it into the depths of Baihuang Mountain.

Ling Sheng intercepted Wang Yang's dark cloud on the same day. After using it for many days, he also experienced the taste of flying clouds and driving fog, but every time he took off, the dark clouds rolled like a monster demon. Now he saw Zheng Xiang's white cloud, like a fairy wind around his body, and he couldn't help but admire it.

Beyond the clouds, there is a layer of shield blocking the wind in the air and breaking through the atmosphere, but the people on the cloud were not disturbed by the strong wind.

Lu Laohan has lived in Baihuang Mountain since his ancestors and has been looking forward to meeting immortals since he was a child. Now he is so excited to do housework.

Lu Lingxiu was also blushing and very cute, but he was still a little afraid at a high altitude. At the bottom of his heart, he always felt that the young fairy who killed Liu Wenwu was very powerful, and subconsciously grasped the corner of Ling Shengyi.

Ling Sheng was slightly stunned and let her hold the hem of her clothes.

The wind roared, but in just half a quarter of an hour, the white clouds fell.

There are several people waiting in front of them. Judging from their clothes, they are thought to be Zheng Xiang's servants.

Ling Sheng thought to himself, "According to Lin Yun, there are religious sects and families of practice in the world, and many chores are handled by subordinates. A few of these servants are bought or plundered from the secular world, and a few are those who seek immortals to visit Taoism, and most of them are descendants of religious sects or families.

"If these servants have some qualifications and can break through the nourishment, it is a great opportunity. In the practice sect, they can be called formal disciples, and in the practice family, they are peripheral clans. If you can break through the imperial spirit, it will be enough to be valued.

"It's just a successful practice, after all, there are too few."

In fact, Ling Sheng went to seek immortality to visit Taoism at the beginning. He heard that Kongming Xianshan was a spiritual mountain, so he went up the mountain to study.

Kongming Xianshan is indeed a real Xianshan, but it is completely different from Ling Sheng's previous concept.

Many mountain gates in the world are known as fairy mountains, but in fact they are martial arts schools, but they have a long history and have been deified over time. Ling Sheng thought that Kongming Xianshan was the same, but after going up the mountain, he happened to see a practicing person performing the method, so he was put into the door wall as an exception.

However, Kongming Xianshan does not attach importance to these outer disciples. On weekdays, he only practices the most superficial method of vomiting. If you want to read books about the practice world, you must do a good job of carrying water and cutting firewood and other chores.

Fortunately, Ling Sheng had a good chance and got this "Jianqi Tongxuan Chapter".

Recalling the past, I can't help sighing.

Several people in front of him greeted him, which was extremely respectful.

Zheng Xiang waved his hand slightly and said, "These are guests. You can take these two back home for good living and resettlement."

The subordinate answered yes.

Lu Lingxiu bit his lower lip and looked at Ling Sheng.

Previously, Ling Sheng saved her and her father's lives, but now he has come to this completely strange world and subconsciously regards Ling Sheng as the backbone.

Ling Sheng said, "This senior Zheng Xiang is the master of Baihuang Mountain. It's also an opportunity for you to follow him."

Lu Lingxiu nodded gently and said, hum.

Old Lu was quite excited. He thanked Ling Sheng and took his daughter to Zheng Xiang's house with the leader.

Lu Lingxiu's eyes showed reluctance and turned back frequently, but finally waved his little hand and entered the battle.

Ling Sheng can probably guess that Zheng Xiang will pass on his shallow skills this time. If Lu Lingxiu's practice is successful, he can be included in Zheng Xiang's door. If not, he will treat the father and daughter well in the former city owner and his past feelings.

But since the father and daughter have entered the Hidden Mountain and met practitioners, there are also familiar people near Baihuang Mountain. If they can't practice, they can no longer contact ordinary people in the outside world.

"Little Taoist friend, I don't know if you want to go home with me, or..." Zheng Xiang looked at Ling Sheng and asked.

Since Ling Sheng practiced Jianqi Tong Xuan, he has been extremely ** about emotional fluctuations or murderous breath, so he did not question Zheng Xiang's previous words. At this time, he can naturally understand the meaning of Zheng Xiang's words.

Previously, he sent someone to take Lu Lingxiu's father and daughter back to the house, but he did not bring Ling Sheng with him. It was clear that he had the idea of refusing to leave the door. At this time, the inquiry was actually to let Ling Sheng open his mouth to leave.

Ling Sheng's previous killing of mortals was seen by many people, and his situation was worrying. Zheng Xiang did not want to be too involved with him too much.

Ling Sheng was self-aware and said lightly, "I intend to visit the hidden mountains by myself. If I get what I want, I will leave. The lord of the city doesn't have to be too polite. As the lord of a city, he is also busy, so he doesn't need to pay attention to me.

Zheng Xiang smiled and said, "I really have something to do. Please do it yourself. I have a token here. If you go with the token, some people in the hidden mountain will give me some thin noodles, and many things will be slightly cheaper.

He threw a token over, and Ling Sheng reached out and took it.

Zheng Xiang arched his hand, made a salute, and then entered the mountain. After a large array of cover, his figure disappeared in an instant.

Ling Sheng threw the token and secretly said, "This Zheng Xiang is actually a good person, and he has also given me a lot of face to a young man in the realm of imperial spirit. It's just that he is the owner of the hidden mountain city, and now that I have committed something, he can't be too involved with me.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Sheng took out a black cloth to cover the exquisite house around his waist.

The black monkey was covered, ran out of the house, and leaned out a black cloth above his head until two eyes were exposed.

As a mountain god, his long arms are over his knees, his ears are over his shoulders, and his abnormal appearance is too conspicuous. In order to avoid being coveted, the black monkey is not easy to appear. According to the black monkey himself, that is: "Mother, even mountain ghosts are coveted. Not to mention the eyebrows and mirror bones, that strong body is also good for refining medicine. As a mountain god, the old man is many levels higher than the mountain ghost. Now there is no Taoism. In case someone sees it, isn't it over? If it's not good, I'm afraid the old man will have to be played with.

So, the black monkey only showed half of its head, and its two golden pupils were also blocked by two translucent pale green leaves.

Ling Sheng looked at it carefully and suddenly found it funny.

The black monkey gave a white look and hummed, "In the hidden mountain, the uncle's vision of knowing the treasures of the world will come in handy."

Ling Sheng said, "Your eyes are blocked by leaves."

The black monkey said angrily, "Anyway, the old man can see it."