An old lamp.

The rain is still falling.

In late autumn, rainwater from the eaves gathered and dripped on the bluestone floor in front of the Taoist temple corridor.

There is no unnecessary matter in the dim Taoist temple open space. There is a hemp rope wet by the rain, tied to two pillars and stones at both ends. It should be used to dry clothes. At this moment, the hemp rope is empty and blown by the wind.

In the Taoist temple, there is a spacious house with doors and windows closed.

The paper window was blown by the wind.

The young Taoist in white looked calm and sat in front of the table. His table was originally filled with drawings, talismans, formations... but now they were all cleared, and there was a simple wooden slip.

He had never seen anything of this texture.

It looks like an ordinary wooden sign, like an identity token cast for yourself by the mountaintop of the East Realm Buliuliu. However, if you touch it, you will find that the bamboo slip has an extremely smooth feel, cool as jade, and iron.

There is a word "mountain" engraved on it.

There was an originally wet box cage beside him. Lanruo Temple collapsed and the box cage was intact. He evaporated the water vapor with starlight and found that there were some calligraphy, paintings and things made by women. In addition, there was also a talisman that protected the peace of the four directions.

The battle at Lanruo Temple was a talisman that protected the "life" of the box cage.

What interested the young Taoist was the "Golden Seal and Jade Han" in the box. Although his dress looked like a Taoist priest and he lived in a Taoist temple... In fact, this was just his casual act. His practice, Heart Sutra, and experiences were not at all related to the Taoist sect in Xiling.

He had finished reading the book "Golden Seal and Jade Letter" overnight.

His qualifications are extremely high, and he can understand it at a glance. After reading the book "Golden Seal and Jade Letter", he had a rough understanding of the "Mountain Medical Destiny Divination" in the Five Taoist Techniques... especially the word "Shan" engraved on this bamboo slip.

"The power of convergence... Are the changes that have occurred in the East Daze these days really caused by this?"

He rubbed his eyebrows and murmured softly.

The great demons in the southern border originally fled into the eastern zodiac, but they were just a temporary plan. After escaping from the law enforcement prison, they could only come here to survive. However, due to the changes in the zodiac, the spiritual energy in the zodiac was too abundant, and their recovery speed was beyond imagination. They even established a sect here, relying on formations to block external forces, and established a short-term alliance.

The young Taoist gently twisted the bamboo slips with two fingers.

If you look carefully, it looks like a treasure.

But it doesn't look very similar.

Earlier, the Sui Dynasty had extremely rare scattered "treasures" in the world, and were born with the fortune of heaven and earth. They were more powerful and thick and harmonious than those created by artificially. They can be said to be "innate perfection" treasures. If such treasures can be obtained, their strength will be greatly enhanced... For example, a glass cup is a treasure of "innate spiritual treasure". Han Gong holding a glass cup, sitting in the East Realm, almost no one can defeat them.

The combat power of the innate spiritual treasure has increased greatly. Although there are masters like Mr. Zhao Rui, "Dongyanzi", who can create "Xiaoxue" with potential that is not inferior to that of the "innate spiritual treasure", there are too few such people.

A "fine snow" consumed Mr. Zhao Rui's great effort, and throughout his life, he only had a "fine snow".

An ordinary man is innocent and he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

Even practitioners in the realm of fate have the luck of going against the heavens and won the "innate spiritual treasure", they dare not use it, because even great figures in the realm of Nirvana of the Great Sui Dynasty may not necessarily have the "spiritual treasure" that they can match.

If the Star Lord in a normal state possesses a "innate spiritual treasure", he can cross a large combat power realm and sweep across the same level. He will not be much inferior even when facing figures like Qianshou, Jiang Yuxu, and Chujiang King.

Wherever the innate spiritual treasure is located, the surrounding environment will change.

"Is this an innate spiritual treasure?"

The lights sway.

The young Taoist looked puzzled... That night, he chopped the "big thing" of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda into pieces, and the "immortal" heart was cut to death. In the end, he took out the bamboo slip from his heart, and he could not damage it even if he tried his best.

If it is a spiritual treasure, there should be a way to use it.

Unfortunately, he had no way to drive this bamboo slip.

If the word "mountain" alone can bring endless vitality to the "ancient Buddha", why does the Taoist temple where I am located have not changed at all? It’s just that the starlight is indeed a little richer... and it is not obvious.

He was sure that the power in this bamboo slip was far more than that, but he hadn't figured out the way.

A dull sound came from behind.

...

...

pain.

It hurts a lot.

The head hurts very much.

I haven't felt this way for a long time, as if my head was hit by someone with a sledgehammer, and all my consciousness was about to be scattered... Countless images in Ning Yi's mind overlapped, broken rain, dim golden fists, and sarcastic snow...

Thousand Buddha pagoda, the dead woman with red veil...

He slowly opened his eyes. As he saw, there was a clean bed, with a few white veils hanging over it. His body was not muddy, as if it was evaporated by someone with starlight. The gentle light flowed on the surface of his skin, with a faint fluorescence. These lights wandered around, nourishing flesh and blood, and taking away the pain. The injuries in his body had long been healed, but his soul was still a little dazed.

Saved.

Ning Yi rubbed his forehead and felt that his mind was still very painful. He supported himself with one hand and sat up on the bed.

Then he saw a gentle smiley face.

A young Taoist priest was sitting next to the candlelight, playing with a "bamboo slip" in his hand...

Mountain word scroll!

Ning Yi's eyes stayed on the mountain scroll for a moment, and this short moment was keenly captured by the other party.

"Ning Yi... are you looking for it?"

The man blinked and raised the "Mountain Word Scroll" with a smile.

Ning Yi was silent for a moment. He had heard that there was a Bu Lao Mountain in the north of Jinhua City. There was a young Taoist priest living on the mountain. The people in the city called him a "living god". At first he didn't agree... When he saw him today, the other party was indeed a bit incredible.

After half a year of practice, the power of the soul has begun to take shape. Even when facing the ten-level cultivator, he still has the power to protect himself. However, at this moment, he stretched out a wisp to test and was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he could not see the other party's cultivation level clearly.

Such a young man with aura that is similar to himself does not have the slightest sense of age... His cultivation level exceeds the tenth level?

Or it has an extremely powerful magic method.

No matter which one it is, it should not be underestimated.

"Well..." Ning Yi rubbed his eyebrows, ready to vaguely say, "It's almost like looking for it, have you saved me?"

Where is your own sword?

There was a tingling pain in his mind, and he remembered the last moment when the huge ancient Buddha pinched his "fine snow"... Where did he finally fall?

The young man sitting at the candlelight table seemed to be able to see people's hearts. He smiled apologetically, picked up the "oil paper umbrella" at his feet, and threw it towards Ning Yi.

The oil-paper umbrella drew an arc.

Ning Yi silently took Xixue.

He frowned and looked out the direction of the paper window. Outside the mountain, there was the Thousand Buddha Pagoda.

"It's dead." The man said with a smile: "I borrowed your sword."

Ning Yi's expression was a little stunned. His fingers touched Xixue, and that scene reflected in his mind...

The scene of the young Taoist priest splitting a sword and instantly passed by.

Kill things that cannot be killed.

This means that Sexue recognized this person?

After the snow was thrown out, another slight sound came from the air.

Ning Yi put Xixue on his knees through a layer of bedding, and immediately stretched out his hands and held the bamboo slips, with a complicated look.

The "Mountain Word Scroll" I was pursuing was much smoother than I thought, and the other party had no idea of ​​competing for or taking it for himself.

He looked at the Taoist in white, and then his eyes became more and more strange, as if he was looking at a monster.

"If I'm not mistaken, the changes in the East Daze are related to this bamboo slip..."

"The bamboo slip is engraved with the word 'mountain', and I picked up your cage... Out of curiosity, I borrowed it a little. If I guessed it wrong, that word should correspond to the power of 'condensation'. Not only starlight, spiritual energy, but also the more powerful and majestic 'divine nature' can also be condensed..." Behind the Taoist in white was a swaying candlelight. His face was hidden in the darkness, with a gentle tone and slow tone: "The ancient Buddha was born because it gradually condensed enough evil spirits, and the Buddha nature to cover the golden body, but it was difficult to kill, but it was not because of this reason..."

"This seems to be a 'life' that is different from humans and demons."

"When I lived on the mountain, I had already noticed that Xinghui could not cause damage to it, and it required a lot of divine nature to kill."

"Even without bamboo slips, this kind of monster may still be born... but the birth time will be greatly extended, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, thousands of years." The Taoist in white paused and paused, looking at Ning Yi, curiously: "The only thing I can't understand is that all the powerful figures in the entire Eastern Realm are looking for this bamboo slip, and they can't find it... How did you find it?"

Ning Yi looked at the "Shanzi Scroll" and was a little silent for a moment.

Judging from this, the man didn't know the "Sword Holder".

But what he speculated about is actually not bad at all.

Is it a deduction or a simple guess?

No matter which one, it's scary.

After a brief quiet.

"Everyone has a secret...I'm just asking, don't take it to heart."

The young Taoist priest sitting next to the candlelight saw Ning Yi silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Ning Yi, it is incredible that you can kill the tree demon beyond a great realm, and it is stronger than the rumors."

Ning Yi's heart moved.

He confused, "You know me..."

The man laughed softly, "I met him not long ago."

"I just met not long ago?" Ning Yi thought carefully that he had been practicing in Shushan...

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Ning Yi thought of a possibility.
Chapter completed!