Elder Yan's cave house is called "Zuojianglu", after Zhang Yan stepped into here, he found that the abundance of spiritual energy could almost be called a "small cave", he thought about it, smiled slightly, and made up his mind to delay it for a while before going out.

Although as long as he nodded, Elder Yan was willing to tell the news of the "Jiazi Four Waiting Water", but that place is now known to Xiao Han, in this way, he will inevitably have a conflict with that Xiao Han at that time, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer, so if Elder Yan wants him to admit his feelings, it is far from enough to just sell the news, and he also needs to take something weighty.

But he couldn't say anything about it, otherwise he would have fallen behind, and he might as well ignore it on the grounds of retreat.

He believed that his actions, such as Elder Yan, who were as old and deep as him, would definitely be able to see the intention.

And two months later, he needs to go to the Wutong Agarwood Sect to fulfill the contract, and go to the Styx River to find the magic treasure, this time is just to take this opportunity to seize the time and see if he can improve his strength a little more.

After making up his mind, he closed the cave with a lock door stone, and unfolded the map of mountains and rivers to settle down.

In this retreat, in addition to refining the golden fire Xuanguang every day, he took out an hour to warm up the jade plaque obtained from the demon carp Quchang.

Now Zhang Yan can already perceive that there are still two months at most, and he will be able to successfully refine this mysterious artifact.

It's just a pity that he wanted to take this gap to take a good look at the trick given to him by the head of Qin, but that trick was obviously wandering in the sea of knowledge, and every time he wanted to take a closer look, it was always vague.

He knew that this was probably an opportunity, and he didn't feel depressed about it, so he turned his head and put the matter aside.

After meditating for a month without being in a hurry, he felt that his practice had improved, so he opened the door of the cave and Shi Shiran went out.

He just stepped out of the cave, looked up, and was surprised: "It's raining a lot." ”

Do not go out of the pass for many days, the heavy rain in the sky is pouring, like covering the sea and unloading the waterfall, the mountain spring washes down and actually produces a fierce sound like waves hitting the reef, according to the water vapor that is wet into the bone marrow, this heavy rain has been falling for at least more than 20 days.

At this time, two Dao boys stepped forward, and Zhang Yan recognized that these two people were the boys who were standing behind Elder Yan that day.

At first, a boy held an uncovered jade box in his hand, and there was a book of Taoism in the middle, and he stepped forward to look at it, and said in a young but crisp voice: "The patriarch ordered us to present this book to the honored guest. ”

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, he didn't shy away from these two children, he flipped through the book with his hand, looked at it a few times, and couldn't help but get into a trance.

What is recorded in this book is not the secret method of Xuangong, but the experience of all the Huadan monks of the Beichen Sect for thousands of years, and what kind of foreign medicine they used, where they got it, what the quality is, and the level of the Dan products after Ning Dan are all recorded in detail.

He exhaled lightly, this gift was not insignificant, Elder Yan was right.

To say that there is no shortage of this in the Mingcang faction, but it has been recorded in such an orderly manner from useless words.

The master and apprentice are all taught by mouth, as for the Xuanmen family, the disciples in the clan Ning Dan and foreign medicines are all found by the family, except for the descendants of the disciples, the rest are all the same, and the practice of Xuangong is not far behind, and the level of the Dan product only depends on the level of personal qualifications, and there is no need for the monks to think too much about it.

Zhang Yan thought to himself, the Beichen Sect's Taoist book can be passed down, and it is only possible for the patriarch of the Kaichen Sect to list this move as a door rule, and you need to know how precious the experience of cultivators when they step through the realm is? If there is no reason to do it, who would be willing to give it up?

With this alone, it can be seen that the Beichen faction has great ambitions and big plans, but seeing this, Zhang Yan can see Elder Yan's true thoughts clearly.

The other party is not optimistic about himself alone, but wants to make friends with the entire Mingcang faction, or further, he is optimistic that the future master and apprentice will be in control of the overall situation in the Mingcang faction, so he does not hesitate to get along with him in advance.

After about half of the volume, Zhang Yan put the book away and said to the two boys who were waiting beside him: "Go back and tell Elder Yan that I have fulfilled what he said, and I can complete this matter in two years at the latest." ”

The so-called matter of asking him to bring back Yan Xiyue and Song Hong was just an excuse, so there was no need to be too anxious about the time, he believed that Elder Yan had his own way to explain to Lin Qingguan and Bi Yuxuan, and it was not his turn to worry about what to do. ..., this matter, he didn't stay longer, got up, turned into a sword rainbow and broke through the air, under the agitation of the sword qi, let the beads rain like a waterfall, and his body was not wet for half a minute.

Just after flying away for a day, he felt that something was wrong, he passed through the vast lake and water, no one farmland, looking far away, seeing the water rolling from the north, as if endless, couldn't help sighing, said: "It turned out that the Long River burst the embankment." ”

This Long River comes from the North Underworld, traverses Donghuazhou from northwest to southeast, and finally joins the East China Sea, but the middle reaches of the river need to pass through a boundary for the Pancamel Palace, where the water potential will rise and fall, and may even break out of the mountain, so the successive dynasties have built dams here to block, but under the real natural disaster, how can it be resisted by manpower.

Flying away not far away, his sword light paused slightly, only to see that there is a hill besieged by the water in front of him, there is a Taoist temple on it, now the roof tiles are swept away by the wind, there are more than a dozen men and women trembling in it, hugging together, there is an old woman holding a baby in her arms, screaming to the sky, the scene can not help but make people feel sorry.

Zhang Yan was silent, and said secretly in his heart: "If I don't step into the fairy gate with one foot, I will definitely end up like them if I fall here, and I can only pray hard for God to save me, and life and death are not up to me." ”

He looked at it a few more times, if he hadn't bumped into it, it would have been fine, since he had encountered it, he couldn't see death without help.

He shouted loudly in the air, and a dazzling blue light more than 20 zhang long rushed out of the top door, and instantly swept away the rain clouds around him, leaned over, and rolled up the sleeves of his robe when passing by the Taoist temple, and a cloud of mist wrapped the dozen or so people, and lifted them up to the clouds.

These dozen people only felt that their feet were light, and they seemed to have fallen into a warm cotton ball, but they had not eaten for many days, and they were tired, and they didn't know what had happened to them, but they were hallucinated when they were dying, except for a young man with clear eyes, they were all confused and dazed.

The young man only felt that he was in the mist clouds as soft as cotton wool, and he couldn't help but be surprised, although he had been hungry for many days, but he didn't know where to give birth to the strength, climbed a few steps forward, raised his eyes, and saw a Taoist man with a rich god and a majestic shore in front of him to drive the wind and clouds, and walked suddenly, he knew that he had met the immortal rescue, and his heart was excited. After another half a day, the young man didn't know how far he had flown out, but he felt that the rain around him was gradually getting smaller, and he could hardly open his eyes when the hot sun was shining.

At this time, his body suddenly sank, and he felt grounded again.

"It's a densely populated place, so go and find a livelihood. ”

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and flicked it, and dozens of pills flew out, each of which entered the abdomen of more than a dozen people.

These pills can only ward off the cold and strengthen the qi, and in the Mingcang sect, they are only taken by the disciples of the lower courtyard when they are practicing in the deep mountains, which is not very rare, but they are very effective when used on ordinary people.

Those people suddenly felt a warm air flow through the eight veins of the whole body, not only exhausted, but also in the mouth of the self-generated fluid, hunger and thirst suddenly disappeared, at this time they woke up like a dream, knelt down one after another, and called "immortals" more than once.

Zhang Yan saw that he was fine, turned around and wanted to leave, the young man was anxious for some reason, and shouted with courage, "Dare to ask which immortal from heaven came down to save him?"

Zhang Yan looked sideways slightly, seeing that this young man had a magnificent head and clear eyes, he is now getting deeper and deeper, and he can see some numerology changes from ordinary people, this young man knows at a glance that it is not ordinary, his heart moved, and he secretly thought: "It depends on you whether you have a fate or not." ”

He raised his hand and waved, and a golden talisman flew out, and in the blink of an eye it sank into the young man's chest, and then he stepped on the rainbow and flew away, and a song came down from the clouds:

"I am a mortal who grinds his life, and I don't know how to worry in the detention house, and I suddenly heard that the immortal pavilion is sitting, and I am looking for the heavenly tower outside Penglai Mountain. When the young man heard this song, he was stunned at first, and after a while, he suddenly blessed his heart, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, he took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully in the direction where Zhang Yan left, and said, "Disciple Jiang Zheng, thank you for your guidance." ”

After leaving this group, Zhang Yan flew to the northwest in a light of escape.

The main altar of the Agarwood Sect is located on Wutong Mountain, which is located in the deep mountains of the Wei Dynasty frontier, and then goes forward, it is the boundary of the Rouke tribe, this tribe occupies the Fengmao water field in the northwest, and every year in the autumn it enters the boundary of the Great Wei Dynasty to plunder the wealth and silk women, so the two countries often meet each other in arms.

After traveling for thousands of miles, I saw that the clouds were high and the sky was blue, and there were several mountain peaks standing up on the vast plain, and on the highest peak, there was a palace with red top and golden tiles, which was emitting a brilliant glow under the scorching sun.

At the foot of the hill there are a series of houses, interspersed with some tents, and herds of cattle and sheep running on the meadows.

There are also tens of thousands of people here, most of them are fleeing the war, all of them live by grazing, the Agarwood Sect has only been established for hundreds of years, and the foundation is shallow, so most of the disciples in the sect are selected from here.

Simply because his ancestor was of the same clan as an elder of the Shaoqing faction, and because of the remote location, no one came to provoke him.

At this time, these herdsmen living under the peak saw that there was a light flying in the sky, so they knelt down and bowed, and their expressions were extremely pious.

It's just that Zhang Yan swam with his sword here, but he alarmed an elder who was cultivating on Wutong Mountain, and an emerald light flew out of the palace, revealing a cold-faced woman dressed in a lake-green skirt and a silk ribbon, she raised her willow eyebrows, and shouted quite unceremoniously: "Who is the Taoist here? Don't you know that this is the dojo of the Agarwood Sect?"

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