Until An Yang threw the copied recipe to her, Xiaochan was still holding this extremely delicate notebook in this era as if in a dream, and the two sentences that An Yang said when she gave it to her echoed in her mind for a long time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This is the cultivation method of the Six Filthy Demons, take it and use it, I know you have coveted it for a long time!"

"Cultivate well, don't embarrass me."

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The carriage swayed all the way, and after more than ten days, it finally arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

And during this period, Anyang's biggest gain is to learn the summoning technique of the stone giant and the river giant that he named "the art of landscape psychic", although he is not proficient now, and his cultivation is not enough, he can only summon a stone giant and a river giant of the same size, but he is also very satisfied, as long as he practices diligently, his ability will definitely increase greatly.

In battle, the effect of the Landscape Psychic Technique is greater than that of the Demon Puppet Technique, after all, the Golem is greater than the Paper Yaksha in terms of strength and defense. However, there are also pros and cons, the IQ of the giant summoned by the Landscape Psychic Technique is much inferior to that of the puppet, and it can only perform simple combat missions, and it can't be too far away, or it is directly controlled by the caster in real time.

Puppets are much better at this, they can be the guardians of the temple, they can search for something, they can carry out assassination missions, and they can hunt down certain targets. Just like the original demon monk, he only explained to the puppet that he wanted to kill Anyang, and attached his birthday to the puppet, and it automatically found it in the deep mountains and old forests. Later, the biochip database was enriched with relevant information, and the analysis of spells was more thorough, and he could even change the "spell program" on the puppet so that it could do more things.

Xiaochan's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Scholar, there's a small town ahead."

An Yang hurriedly put down the spell that had been half-cast in his hand, opened the curtain and looked, and sure enough, he saw an antique ancient town.

Blue tiles and white walls, wooden attics, continuous bungalows, at a glance, the town leans on a mountain that cannot be seen, it may have just rained, and there is a lot of fog at the foot of the mountain, which casts a hazy veil over the town, looking like a fairyland in oriental legends.

Ahead is the entrance to the town, where a wooden plaque in disrepair stands on the road, which looks like it has been around for some years, but it has stood tall in the wind and rain.

An Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he read out the words on it.

"Kunlun Town!"

He only knows a Kunlun Mountain, but he doesn't know that there is a Kunlun town, but this is just right, he is worried about Kunlun and doesn't know where to find a place to rest, this town really appeared just right.

Xiaochan turned her head and asked with a wince, "Scholar, are we going in?" ”

An Yang nodded: "Go in." ”

Xiaochan stopped talking, and drove the carriage along the official road, passing under the wooden door plaque, and driving into Kunlun Town.

An Yang immediately frowned, through more than a month of contact with Taoism, he is no longer the stunned young man who knows nothing about cultivation except Kunlun Due, although he is still halfway down, but he has also figured out a little way to sense demons and monsters and cultivators, so as soon as he stepped into this Kunlun Town, he felt-

A strong mana aura.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, but it clearly tells him that most of the people living in this ancient town are probably not ordinary people.

It's not a monster who has achieved cultivation, or a cultivator who has some ability.

The fox spirit has the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and by taking advantage of this, Xiaochan can be used as an early warning device. She is also quite sensible in this regard, so she tries her best to play her part along the way, such as washing and cooking, driving a car and asking for directions, etc., if she really feels danger, she will definitely say it, but since she didn't say it, it shouldn't be much of a problem.

The carriage drove a short distance away, and on the way it met a pedestrian, and sure enough, it was a cultivator.

Later, I met a woman who was dressed plainly, but her appearance was very beautiful, she passed in front of the carriage with an umbrella as if no one was around, and she was a monster, but Anyang couldn't feel the evil aura from her, she should be a creature who was cultivating the Eight Classics, and she hadn't harmed anyone or made trouble, otherwise the demonic aura on her body wouldn't be so light, and it wouldn't have been without the smell of yin and blood.

Most cultivators are very friendly to this kind of monster, and only when they encounter evil will they do the way for heaven. However, it is not limited to "non-me" creatures such as goblins and spirits, even if the cultivators do evil, they will uphold the righteousness to eradicate them, and there is not much racial discrimination in this regard.

Gradually, there were more pedestrians on the street, and there was a bit of noise in my ears.

An Yang maintained the posture of lifting the curtain, and looked at the people in front of him, these people were not ordinary people.

There are Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, monks holding vajra and holding bowls, and monsters who don't know what the body is, and more people who are dressed as ordinary monks, some old and young, some dressed luxuriously, some dressed plainly, and even men and women holding hands, which fully reflect the freewheeling of cultivators.

Xiaochan was a little weak-hearted, especially when she saw the monk, she almost endured the fear in her heart and squeezed her little fists tightly.

Obviously, the demon monk caused a psychological shadow to her.

An Yang gradually frowned, and his heart became more and more confused.

These are cultivators who are difficult to see in the outside world, and many of them can be worthy of the title of immortal master in the outside world, but at this time, they are all gathered in Kunlun Town, and they are still living peacefully, I don't know what is going on.

The carriage drove all the way, and most of the pedestrians on the street, no matter how cultivated they were, would get out of the way on the side of the road, and at most there were people with bad tempers who glanced at Xiaochan and An Yang angrily, but they would not scold.

However, most of the people in this ancient town are cultivators, and these people can't see their details clearly, and they probably don't dare to cause trouble rashly.

At the same time, no one has any strange expressions on the combination of Anyang and Xiaochan, it seems that it is not uncommon for cultivators to accept spiritual objects to be spiritual pets or children, and it is clear when you think about it, many immortals in the myths and legends of this world have immortal pet spirit animals, and as long as the cultivators do not bring something vicious, it is quite sparse and ordinary.

The carriage traveled slowly for a long time before it stopped at the door of an inn.

An Yang got out of the car and walked to the inn with Xiaochan, but found that the lobby was full, which made him frown.

That's not a good situation.

"Little Er, do you still have a room?"

"I'm sorry, guest officer, you two are a little late, and the rooms are all booked."

An Yang's expression was a little unsightly, staring at the shopkeeper who had no service attitude, and said, "You have such a big store, and there is not a single room?" ”

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and glanced at him, and flipped through the notebook in his hand: "According to the old rules of previous years, there is one Shushan faction, one Zangxiu Immortal Mansion, one Zhushui Residence, one Chunyang Gate, two Ethereal Peaks, two Tianshan Twelve Caves, and two Changge Cave Mansions, these are all monastic holy places that have been good friends with Kunlun for generations, and the rest have been booked by various major sects, and you are indeed a little late." ”

An Yang's eyes condensed slightly, listening to the tone of the shopkeeper, this Kunlun Town is inevitably related to the Kunlun faction, and there should be some major accidents recently, otherwise there would not be so many scattered cultivators and large forces gathered here.

At this time, a young man next to him who was dressed very well as a handsome boy in a martial arts novel spoke: "We arrived a month early, it's still late, I only need one room, and there is no room?" ”

The shopkeeper replied a little impatiently: "You are only a month in advance, you look at the other guests, some of them came half a year in advance." ”

An Yang raised his eyebrows again, it sounds like this is not a sudden accident, it should be a grand event that will be held every once in a while, or a gathering to spread the news to the cultivators of the world in advance, which can be seen from the fact that many people arrive in advance, and the possibility of the former is obviously higher, because the world of communication is not developed, and it is not easy to notify the world of something in advance.

I saw that the young man's face was a little sunk: "You don't make money, you still have a straight face, do you have such a business, I have to teach you a lesson, do you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?" ”

The shopkeeper ignored his anger and said: "Kunlun Town is a supply place for the disciples of the Kunlun Sect, a thousand-year-old town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, we represent the face of the Kunlun Sect, do you want to try what the consequences of hitting the Kunlun Sect in the face at the foot of Kunlun Mountain?" Also, guest officer, a small reminder to you, there is only this inn in Kunlun Town, but many people provide accommodation, you can ask, but in case you go late and there is no place, don't blame the small one for not reminding you, well, such a small attitude is good, right? ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and indeed few people dared to cause trouble at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. he

"Hmph, the people of Kunlun Mountain, is this how they treat guests?"

The young man was also aggrieved, first warned by the shopkeeper, and then choked, and now he didn't know how to reply, so he had to casually put down a word of accusation and walked away.

An Yang glanced at his back, this young man is not easy to mess with, at that moment he clearly felt the mana fluctuation in the young man's hand, but it was only fleeting, thinking that he was also a smart person, knowing that in this sensitive period, it was not good for him to make trouble here, so he forcibly restrained his impulse.

It seems that not every one of these cultivators is as peaceful as imagined.

An Yang thought about it for a while, then pulled Xiaochan and walked out, by the way, to see if there was still a place to live.

However, the results were disappointing, and from start to finish, all the places they could stay were booked, which meant that they would continue to sleep in the mountains and forests as they did for most of the month. However, in the process of asking about accommodation, he also got a lot of information.

It turns out that the reason why so many monastic forces gather here is because of a grand event called "Kunlun Banquet", which happens to be caught up by them once in ten years, and then there will be "Outer Hall Teachings", which is a grand event held by the Kunlun faction to follow the preaching of the sages and sages of the year, and tell the people of the world about the Taoist Taoism of the Kunlun School, so it has attracted countless cultivators and monsters who are free in the world.

Who doesn't want to learn some "immortal magic" in these famous and decent schools, who doesn't want to make their cultivation to the next level, who doesn't want to listen to the mysteries of higher Taoism, there was no opportunity before, but now it happens to meet the grand banquet every ten years, and no one will easily miss it.

Anyang will not.

This opportunity was almost tailor-made for him.

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