Chapter 1 Magician

Green mountains and green stones, blue smoke brushing dust, river-like waterfalls flow straight down, and there is a simple bamboo pavilion beside the flowing river. Inside the bamboo pavilion sat a white scribe, with a white face and handsome. He played with the two strings of the guqin and Shangyu in front of him with one hand. The sound of the piano wonderfully became its own rhythm and flowed out of the pavilion, in harmony with the sound of the water, attracting the crane and white pigeon to dance by the water.

The scribe didn't realize it and just stared at the waterfall thoughtfully. At this time, the sound of water was suddenly heard, and the waterfall curtain was suddenly cut open. A green figure jumped out of the waterfall, borrowed a little strength on the stones in the river, and turned a few times in the air. In a blink of an eye, he came outside the bamboo pavilion and bowed to the scribe: "Magician."

but he is a teenager who doesn't seem to be 17 or 18 years old.

The bright and deep eyes of the scribe in white nodded on him and immediately shook his head: "You have learned the scale method of Qingyun Taoist Gate well. Lan Yuejue hasn't practiced yet, otherwise how can his body be stained with water?

People's hearts complain: Although this month's decision is only the basic method of Qingyun Daomen, how can it be practiced to perfection without more than ten years of hard practice? He entered the country very quickly. At his age, he was able to practice the scale method and the moon strategy, which was already an alien to the Qingyun Daomen. But he knew that the demon senior in front of him was strange-tempered and famously moody. How dare he reveal what he wanted in his face *?

I only heard another melodious guqin, and the tone of the white scribe suddenly turned cold: "Since you are here, I think you have done your homework. This time, let the psychic white ape among the 300 monsters compare you.

He also ignored whether the teenager outside the pavilion had anything to say. As soon as he raised his left hand, a landscape picture flew out of his sleeve robe. He did not know that the picture was the fairyland of Lingshan. Among them, there were countless birds and beasts. Although it was pen and ink, it was like all gods.

It's not the first time that the teenager outside the bamboo pavilion has seen this fairy magic weapon, and he knows that it is called "the picture of rare beasts". Among them, countless monster gens were detained for driving, which was extremely powerful.

I don't know what the white scribe used, but the picture of the rare beast slowly floated up and hung in the air that day. The trance rose several times, emitting a light green glow.

The teenager quietly watched the change of the magic weapon, his breathing gradually flattened, and there was no tension in his eyes. He took a step back and then sacrificed the fairy sword and was ready. The fairy sword was cold and blue, and the ripples rippled between the dance. Even the piano sound in the pavilion paused. The white scribe stopped, and his face was slightly curious: "The flying sword of water attribute?"

Before the teenager answered, he took it by himself: "Looking at the soft and strong body of the sword, I think it is the Yaoyue spirit stone in the light smoke cold pool as the main refining material. The sword light is like fantasy and true. This is the method of using magic star sand with points when refining. Yes, it is a good sword. Although it is still a legal weapon class, it is already a very rare top product, and there is a faint spirit of competing with spiritual weapons.

Although the teenager knew that the magician was powerful, he was still secretly shocked to see him as if he had seen the manufacturing process of this fairy sword with his own eyes. He made a convincing look on his face, but thought to himself: When will he have such insight? When can we surpass this person's cultivation?

"Who gave you this flying sword? Really? Return yuan? Or around the sea?" The scribe in white said three names in one breath, all of whom were famous and old seniors in Qingyun Daomen, but his tone was extremely disdainful.

"It's my master Feiyun."

"Flying cloud real person? Feiyun...Feiyun..." The scribe in white closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and suddenly a light smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "It turned out to be the little Taoist boy who could only escape. No wonder you can't practice the moon, but the method of walking is good."

At this time, the picture of the rare beast suddenly faded, but a sound of monster hiss suddenly sounded.

"Let me see how your sword formula is doing." The white scribe's face was solemn and drove the magic weapon again. The scene in the picture was suddenly projected, and now in the sky, one of the strange beasts gradually turned from illusion to thick.

The teenager sacrificed the take-off sword and urged the determination method of holding the moon. Zhenyuan flowed in his body, and there was a faint light in a pair of pupils. At this time, an ape called, and a pair of strangely furry claws suddenly appeared in the phantom, with a strong wind and rushed to the teenager.

The teenager was not in a hurry. First, he turned sideways to avoid the simple offensive, and then rose up with the sword. The sword body trembled, and a flying sword drew three sword lights.

Only the sound of tinkling sounded one after another, and the young man's three swords fell on the arm of the strange beast without causing any damage.

This monster genit has also appeared in its true body at this time. I saw that this ape was taller than the teenager, with white hair on his body and a faint golden glow on his skin. It looks ferocious and roars repeatedly in its mouth. It looks extremely frightening. What's more shocking is the pair of arms, not to mention the strange length, and the finger joints are more gray markings, showing a sense of evil.

Seeing the monster's teeth and claws, the teenager felt relaxed - all kinds of demons and mythical beasts, the terrible thing is that those who can practice by themselves and have extremely high wisdom, like this psychic white ape, only know how to rely on the innate power, but it is not as tricky.

The white ape is tall, but its movements are extremely sensitive, and its pair of arms are terrible - more than a foot longer than the length of the young arm and the flying sword. For a moment, it only jumped up and down, waved its arms from time to time to attack from various tricky characters, as if it had completely overwhelmed the teenager.

The white scribe's voice is endless, but Yu Guang is still watching the war situation. Seeing that the teenager only dodge posture, he thought about it in his heart: "He entered the country really quickly. It seems that the ordinary monsters at the prefecture level are no longer enough to be his opponents. I'm afraid next time..."

The psychic white ape is arrogant and addicted to killing. It has been nearly a fragrant battle with the teenager in front of him, and it has not even touched a corner of the other party's clothes. At this time, it lost its nature, opened its blood basin and roared, jumped into the air and put its arms together at the same time, jumping down like an eagle fighting rabbit.

The teenager has been patiently waiting for this opportunity to come! The right sword finger raised, and the fairy sword turned into a wave of spring water, rippling beautiful ripples, shooting into the air, and the chest and abdomen was a psychic white ape with a big opening!

Seeing that the fairy sword was about to pierce the chest and abdomen of the monster, the psychic white ape in the air suddenly disappeared, as if everything before was a mirage.

Naturally, the white scribe took back the magic weapon.

"Yes, you can find out the weakness of the psychic white ape in a short time, and you can patiently lure it to reveal this flaw and put it in an unavoidable state." The scribe in white nodded: "You're fine."

"The magician praised it."

The scribe in white first smiled, and then his tone suddenly turned cold: "Mo Shoucheng, how many years have you been involved in Qingyun Taoist Gate?" This change was very abrupt. The teenager's nature was extremely calm, and he did not hide the panic in his eyes for a while: "It has been more than five years."

"Sometimes." The white scribe's eyes were cold, and the teenager named Mo Shoucheng only felt a chill pressed around his body with his cold eyes, which made him dare not even breathe.

"Since you were seven years old, I have spent countless efforts to accept you into my religion. First, leave the innocent spirit that has not yet dissipated at the time of your birth in your body with the great method of covering the sky, so that you can practice in the future, and find countless treasures of heaven and earth. With my holy teachings, I will help you wash your body again and be invulnerable.

The more the holy magician speaks, the colder his tone becomes, and his eyebrows are surly angry: "Do you know why I spend so many other efforts on practicing the truth without passing on you and my religion?"

"Yes, it is to let the disciples smoothly enter the Qingyun Taoist Gate and find out the whereabouts of the ancestors for the holy religion." When talking about the two words Lao Zu, Mo Shoucheng's face was solemn and he clenched his fist.

Seeing his answer, the magician's expression gradually eased: "In five years, you have cultivated to the late stage of your incarnation, and this talent is extremely rare, that's all. There is still a long time - the way to cultivate truth and become an immortal. The time is long. Why don't I wait for a few more five years?

"However, in addition to the whereabouts of the ancestor of Qiantian, you should pay attention to it, and you should also pay attention to the treasure book "The True Secret of the Tenglong Organ" in the practice of Qingyun Daomen. I, Fu Mingzi, have seen countless secret methods, but I have never been able to understand the true meaning of 'Heshen'.

Mo Shoucheng did not dare to answer randomly, but lowered his body and listened to him continue to say, "Today, I wanted to pass on your "The True Secret of Haoyue Chaoyang" to help you practice, so that you can go further and enter the core of Qingyun Daomen as soon as possible... But now you have entered the country very quickly. If there is another action, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Mo Shoucheng showed a slight wry smile and said in his heart: Since the beginning of his practice, he has paid more than ordinary people. Others practice three or four hours a day, more than four or five hours a day, and they have to practice at least six hours a day. How can it not be fast to enter the country?

"Go ahead, don't be in a hurry to achieve success, and lose your caution to avoid revealing your identity." The sound just sounded in Mo Shoucheng's ear, and he raised his head to say back to the Fuming magician - but the man did not know when he had disappeared.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Shoucheng's face emerged with perseverance. His pupils were full of angry flames, and the fists that had been clenched were squeezed tighter at this time: the Devil's Gate - the Ancestor of Heaven! I must find you out!

The teenager slowly walked into the bamboo pavilion, grabbed the melons and fruits on the table and ate them. These are all the rare fruits collected by the white scribes for him, which is very good for his practice.

The cave is located in a hidden place under Qingyun Mountain, full of aura, and transformed by the Fuming magic master, known as the head of the three true heavens in the magic gate, to become such a mysterious fairyland.

Mo Shoucheng carried out the moon trick, absorbed all kinds of aura swallowed into the spiritual sea of Dantian, and carried it on Sunday. After the luck, he immediately sacrificed the scale method and turned back according to the way he came.

He came out of a hidden excellent cave. The current operation forced all the wet water vapor on his body. After repeatedly checking that there was no flaws on his body, he took up the firewood placed aside and walked along the mountain road to the mountain.