In recent days, there have been many traces of cultivators in Dusk City, although they are all hindered by the rules and do not wantonly reveal the magic method in front of ordinary people, but there is a little subtle atmosphere.

"My sister heard a little bit of the wind. ”

Hua Mei said: "It is said that it is related to the Lindong Bai clan. ”

Qingyuan was surprised: "Lindong Bai Clan?"

Hua Mei said: "It is said that the Lindong Bai clan is there, and there is a great opportunity, which is left by the ancestor of the Bai clan. ”

Qingyuan pondered: "The Bai Clan Ancestor who is rumored to have become an immortal?"

"It's him. Hua Mei's tone suddenly felt a little weird, and she said: "An immortal who is still immortal and still looks down on mortal dust in the heavenly realm. ”

When Qing Yuan heard this, he looked at the letter in his hand again, and said in a deep voice: "Those cultivators gathered in Dusk City are trying to snatch the opportunity in the hands of the Lindong Bai Clan?"

"The road of cultivation is difficult step by step, especially for scattered cultivators, all of whom are superficial in their exercises, and on the road of cultivation, there is no one to guide them, so they have to explore on their own. Hua Mei said: "It's a matter of the fate of the immortal family, don't say it's the Lindong Bai clan, even if it is to keep the right path, it may not be able to make them stop." ”

"But these cultivators are not very skilled. Qing Yuan said: "The people who sent the letter to recruit the White Emperor Cave Master, most of them will not be too high, at least not at the real level, and the White Emperor Cave Master is only a Master of the Four Heavens, why did they go to the idea of the East Bai Clan?"

"It's chaos. Hua Mei said: "The news of this matter has already leaked, so all parties are in turmoil, not to mention the Venerable Master, that is, the cultivators of the Second Heaven, have heard the news. In the chaos on the spot, perhaps someone will take advantage of the chaos and rise up...... There are many examples of this throughout the ages, such as your ......"

Kiyohara knew she was referring to Fushiyama.

In the Fuzhong Mountain, there is a six-fold heaven, four five-fold heavens, and ten four-fold heavens, and the Sun family has an ancestor, and there are two masters such as Sun Yu, and there are three scattered people, seven spiritual gates and other characters, and even the disciples of Huanhua Pavilion.

But in the end, the biggest benefit was Qingyuan.

"It's not the same. Qingyuan shook his head and said: "The relics of the Gu Immortals of Fuzhong Mountain are not known to the Righteous Dao Gate. ”

"But after all, there is still the same place, and there are not many things like fishing in troubled waters. Hua Mei said: "Cultivators are difficult step by step, and any opportunity requires hard work, even if there is little hope. If you don't have any hope of becoming a Venerable Master in this life, and you have the opportunity to become an immortal family in Dusk City, will you go?"

"Yes. Qingyuan nodded and said: "There is little hope of seizing the opportunity in the hands of the Lindong Bai clan and all the characters, and it is a fight for life, but after all, it is a fight." And after staying, you may be able to live a long life, but it is difficult to go further in this life. People are always restless, and it is better to fight for a stable life, even if they die in the present. ”

When he said these words, he couldn't help but think of many thoughts he had when he took the Immortal Crane from Zixiao Palace to the Netherworld.

"But ......"

Kiyohara took a deep breath and said, "But I have the hope of becoming a Venerable Master." ”

"It's not a small tone. Hua Mei smiled: "But your kid's background is mysterious, and my sister can't see through you, so you do have this confidence." Taking a step back, even if you are an ordinary person and have obtained the Gu Immortal Relic Treasure, you should have such a tone. ”

Kiyohara did not reply.

Hua Mei asked, "You mean, don't go into danger?"

Qingyuan nodded and said, "I really don't have a reason to take risks, now that I am quietly practicing here, my Taoism can also improve day by day, instead of standing still, isn't it a good thing to concentrate on cultivation like this?"

"Well, let it be. ”

Hua Mei said: "It's just that you now live in the White Emperor Cave, and the White Emperor Cave Master is dead, if there is anything to offend people in the future, you can borrow his name." ”

Kiyohara asked, "Why?"

"Because this White Emperor Cave Master ......"

Hua Mei smiled: "Never show your true face." ”

Kiyohara collected the bamboo tube and destroyed the letter.

Now that the road of cultivation can be described as a smooth road, he has no reason to take risks, and He Qing is also nourished by the shade here, and he is not willing to leave for no reason.

As for the White Emperor Cave Master, it may also be regarded as an identity.

"Don't show your true face?"

Qing Yuan said in his heart: "What does she mean is that if I don't show my true face, I will easily become the so-called White Emperor Cave Master?"

......

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters.

A scholar stumbled into the mountains.

The scholar looked like he was about twenty-seven or eighteen, his white face was covered with sweat, and his white shirt was stained with many dirty marks, and he gasped and looked behind him from time to time.

"Didn't chase ......"

He exhaled, gasping for breath, looking left and right, but found that this deep mountain and old forest had made him lose his way.

The scholar patted his head, his face was full of distress, and when he looked back at the road he came from, it was overgrown with weeds, and he was so busy running for his life that he didn't follow the road at all.

"When I came and went, those people wouldn't be waiting for me outside the mountain, right?"

He took a deep breath and turned to walk in the same direction.

After about half an hour, the scholar almost wanted to wail.

Because he suddenly found that he seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper, gradually going deeper into the mountains.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, inaccessible, I don't know if there are any fierce birds and beasts.

"Those people didn't chase them in, could it be because the mountains are very dangerous?"

The scholar was wheezing, sweaty, and tired, and he leaned on to the tree and walked forward.

Ahead, there was a faint moist glow, through the cracks in the trees, perhaps a lake.

When the scholar was thirsty, he went to the lake.

Suddenly, the scholar paused, and his whole body became cold.

Because among the grass and vines on his side, there is a black and yellow color.

It was a lying tiger.

And the tiger had spotted him, and stood up.

The scholar stood in place, his forehead was full of cold sweat for an instant, and his palms were shockingly cold, he just wanted to turn around and run away, but he felt as if his legs were hanging on something, extremely heavy, and he couldn't even lift his legs. Looking at the fierce appearance of the tiger, even if he can escape, he can't escape the four legs of others......

"It's over...... If you knew it earlier, you wouldn't have escaped, and Shen Jiang would be better than dying without a corpse......"

The scholar took a deep breath and saw the tiger gradually walk in.

The tiger's body is huge, its fur is yellow with black markings, its eyes are pale yellow and cold, and its mouth suddenly opens to see the tiger's whiskers, tiger's teeth, and the pink tongue inside.

The smell of fishy came to my face.

The scholar was disgusted when he heard it.

At this moment, a stream of water suddenly hit.

The tiger was hit by the current, rolled on the spot, stood up in a daze, shook its body, and splashed water. Then, as if sensing something, it hurried to the other side of the lake, and hurried away.

The scholar sat slumped on the ground, his clothes soaking wet, and he gasped and looked towards the lake.

There are rocks on the edge of the lake.

There was a man sitting on the rock.

The man was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, staring at the surface of the lake and fishing. (To be continued.) )