Chapter 691: A white-clothed monk came from the mountain

Moganshan

An Zheng sat down cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and sat for twenty-four hours. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWatch the sunrise and sunset, watch the clouds roll up. During this period of quiet cultivation, An Zheng's cultivation realm was more consolidated, and he was looking for an opportunity to break through. Although Mogan Mountain is not very high, the top of the mountain is like a sharp sword inserted upside down, overlooking the bottom of the mountain, there is a magnificent feeling.

An Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and after meditating, all the hidden diseases after the vicious battle with Zuo Jiantang were finally cleared. The two forces have been completely fused in the body, and there are no more hidden dangers. Now that his body has been adjusted to its peak, and all the powers accumulated by swallowing pills before have also been fused into the power of cultivation, An Zheng has a vague feeling that he may not be able to improve his realm again anytime and anywhere.

When he reaches the strength of the Great Manchu Realm, he can already walk freely in the world. An Zheng may soon break through to the realm of the Eight Grades of the Great Manchu Realm, for a person of his age, there is no one before or after.

Although in ancient times, in ancient times, there was no doubt that the cultivators at that time were powerful. The main reason was that at that time, the vitality of heaven and earth was strong, and the speed of cultivation was much faster than now. But even in that period, the speed at which An Zheng's current cultivation entered the realm was extremely rare.

Meditating down from the top of the mountain, An Zheng walked while looking at the nerves of the mountains and seas. There are a lot of demon beasts in there that An Zheng hasn't memorized yet, as long as he has time, he will combine this book with Tongtian Demon Beast Break.

When he was about to reach the temple, he saw Jingdie standing in the distance waiting for him. An Zheng frowned slightly, that girl was too heavy.

"Immortal Chief. ”

After Jing Die saw An Zheng come to her, she bowed down.

An Zheng asked, "What are you looking for me?"

Jingdie said solemnly: "I don't want to give up, please take me as an apprentice." ”

An Zheng shook his head: "You are unstable and in a hurry, I can't teach you now." Otherwise, with your current nature, it will only be a moment to go mad. ”

He walked down the mountain, not because he didn't want to teach Jingdie, the poor girl. It's just that this girl's heart is really too unstable now. The purpose of her cultivation was to go home to save her mother, and it was precisely because of this that An Zheng decided to teach her, and she was also An Zheng's nominal first disciple. However, once she starts to practice, if she can't control her mentality, then not only will she not achieve anything, but she will also destroy herself.

"Immortal Chief, when will you be able to teach me to cultivate?"

"You go to the top of the mountain, sit for three days and three nights, watch the sun rise and set, and watch the moon rise and set. Come back to me in three days. ”

After finishing speaking, An Zheng entered the Taoist temple, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw that Da Jiba was teaching those students to practice in the courtyard, and the skills of breathing and breathing were right, these introductory things, all sects were the same. When Da Jiba saw An Zheng coming back, he hurriedly greeted him: "Dao Chief, where have you been in the past two days?"

An Zheng pointed to the top of the mountain, and Da Jiba paused: "It's heaven." ”

Anzheng: "......"

Maybe it's because Tajiba himself practiced physical skills for a while in the morning, so he looks like he's steaming on his body. He took the counsel off, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body. An Zheng noticed that he had a tiger tattooed on his left chest and on his right shoulder, with an uphill tiger on his chest and a downhill tiger on his shoulder.

"Fierce, isn't it?"

Da Jiba shook his chest muscles, and looked proud: "This is my eighteen-year-old cultivation Xiaocheng, and my master personally tattooed it on my body in order to warn me about something. Not to mention how my master taught me in cultivation, just to say that this tattoo technique is unparalleled in the world......"

"Your master tattooed you a tiger to tell you to have the courage of a tiger?"

"No, he said that the two tigers ran fast. ”

An Zhengleng for a moment, and then picked a thumbs up: "Your master has really seen through some things......

Da Jiba chased after An Zheng and said, "Dao Chief, I know that my little cultivation is nothing in your eyes. But Dao Chief, I can't mislead people's children. Yesterday, Jingdie talked to me seriously, but I didn't know that her physique was so special. This child can be cultivated, I can't, but the Taoist can. Dao Chief, this is an opportunity to change her life, please don't give up on her. ”

An Zheng said: "You are her master." ”

Da Jiba pouted: "I'm just a fart...... Bah, although I am a man who stands up to the sky, I am not suitable to be her master. ”

He looked at An Zheng and said seriously: "And from the beginning, I made it very clear to them. I'm not their master, I'm just leading them to find a way out. But these children know how to be grateful, so they all call me Master. I said at the beginning that if they met someone more suitable to teach them, they would not have to follow any rules, because with me, there are no rules. ”

An Zheng snorted: "I will teach her in the future, but the time is not right now." She's on top of the mountain, so you can take care of it. The night dew on the top of the mountain is very heavy, and the cold temperature and the torment of waiting will gradually make her emotions gradually lose control and explode. Keep an eye on her, and if she doesn't break down after three days, I'll teach her. But there is one thing, you are not allowed to tell her these words, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted. ”

Da Ji Ba said happily: "Don't worry, Dao Chief!"

He ran out with his jacket and came back not long after, carrying two jugs of wine, and leaving with a smile. An Zheng walked into the courtyard, and when the students saw him all possessing him, An Zheng smiled and nodded. It is actually not easy for these people to teach such a rough man as Da Jiba like this.

At the top of the mountain, Mirror Butterfly sat cross-legged on a large flat rock and watched the clouds roll in the distance. She told herself over and over again that she couldn't be anxious, she must not be anxious, the opportunity was in front of her, and she would lose it if she was anxious. She knows where her weaknesses lie, so she's already trying her best to adjust.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the clouds in the distance suddenly roll violently, and a white dragon-like thing rolled in the clouds. Her face changed, and she said to herself, did she see the dragon? But in this world, does there really exist a dragon? The thing is white, and the clouds are also white, so she rubbed her eyes vigorously, wondering if she had seen it wrong.

Then there was a trance, and suddenly something came to her in the clouds, and in an instant it was in front of her. Jingdie was startled and tried to dodge, but the cloud suddenly stopped in front of her and stopped abruptly.

Then the clouds opened, and a person stepped down from inside. When Jingdie saw this person, her eyes lit up.

It was really a beautiful man who made women jealous, wearing a snow-white monk's robe. There is a string of beads hanging from the neck, which is bright red. The beads and the monk's robe are red and white, and they look so otherworldly. Although it was a bald monk, he was so beautiful and so beautiful, the beauty was suffocating, and it made people feel that the perfect face was a little fake.

Monk?

Jingdie suddenly reacted, this is Daxi, and it is the northwest of Daxi, how can there be a monk. Daxi has a branch of Buddhism, but it is in the south of the Yangtze River. This place is close to the Buddha country, can it be said that this monk is a spy sent by the Buddha country? Now that Daxi and the Buddha country are so-for-tat, it is obviously not a good thing for this monk to appear here.

"Huh?"

The monk glanced at Jingdie: "What a delicate girl." ”

Jingdie was stunned by his praise, and subconsciously said thank you.

The white-clothed monk folded his hands: "Hello, I am from the west, and I want to go to Daxi Jinling City to see the Holy Emperor of Daxi, but I have not been here, is this the right way?"

Hearing him say this, Jing Die's heart relaxed a little: "I don't know where the master came from, so I don't know if the path you said is right or not." But it's not wrong to go all the way to the southeast. ”

"Thank you. ”

The white-clothed monk said, "In addition, there is one more thing I want to ask you. ”

"Master, you say. ”

"There is a demon in the Buddha country, turned into a demon fish, fled from the Buddha country, I chased him all the way to try to transform it, but it was too cunning, so it escaped several times. If this demon fish is murderous, I am afraid that it will cause a disaster. If you see it, please let me know. ”

"I haven't seen any demon fish, and this place is only inhabited by a few of us. ”

"That's naturally good, but this demon fish is the best at turning into a human form, and its cultivation is even more powerful. In order to hide, it likes to turn into a young Taoist in a black robe. This person has handsome eyebrows and looks quite handsome, so he can deceive women's hearts the most. It is extremely sinful, and after deceiving women, it will suck women's brains, and over time, it will truly become a human being. I sensed that the aura of this youkai was here, so I came here to take a look. ”

Jing Die's face changed suddenly, and an appearance of An Zheng involuntarily appeared in her mind. But what kind of monster could that Taoist chief really be? It doesn't look like a monster at all, but the monk is serious and serious, and it doesn't look like he's lying. And he has never been to Moganshan, can he tell the appearance of the Taoist chief, is it true?

Thinking that her master and those companions were all at the bottom of the mountain, Jingdie suddenly became nervous.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I'm a monk, haven't you heard the saying that monks don't speak to me? Besides, I'm from the Western Regions, and I'm in a hurry to go to Jinling to meet the Holy Emperor of Daxi. If it weren't for the fact that this evil is so harmful, I wouldn't have stayed. ”

"That'...... I'll take you down and have a look. ”

Jingdie stood up and led the white-clothed monk down, saying as she walked, "There are a few of my fellow disciples and brothers at the bottom of the mountain, and they ...... They may have seen it. I, I, I can't guarantee it. ”

"It's okay, you are doing this for the sake of heaven and for the people. Whether you have seen it or not, I have to mention those ordinary people and thank you. ”

As he was talking, Da Jiba, who was carrying clothes, came up from the bottom of the mountain, and when he saw Jingdie and a white-clothed monk together, his face suddenly changed: "Jingdie, you come here, how can you be with strangers casually!

Jingdie hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "Master, it's not like this, that's because ......"

"Huh?"

The white-clothed monk glanced at Da Jiba: "Female donor, do you call him master?"

Da Jiba's face changed: "You demon monk, what nonsense!"

The white-clothed monk smiled: "I have a discerning eye, I can see through your skin, I say you are a monster, you are a monster." ”

As soon as he beckoned, a long sword appeared in his hand somehow, and then he hugged Mirror Butterfly from behind, and grabbed Mirror Butterfly's two hands with both hands, and then the long sword was in Mirror Butterfly's hand. He said a fixed word softly, and Da Jiba was fixed at that point and couldn't move.

"Look, it's a youkai, and my spell only works against youkai. You have come and killed him with your own hands, and you will do no harm to the people. ”

The white-clothed saint grabbed Mirror Butterfly's hand and walked forward, pushing her. Jingdie struggled hard, but to no avail. She cried and shouted for Master to get out of the way, but Da Jiba was fixed there and couldn't move at all.

The long sword slowly stabbed past, heading straight for Da Jiba's heart.