I survived 999 catastrophes

Chapter 21 Chicken leg rice, steamed dumplings, tea eggs and FL pickled mustard (first update at zero o'clock, please recommend votes)
On the bare old tree, gray withered vines are entangled. The gray crow shouted "Sand Sculpture" while flying across the stream with a wooden bridge, and the smoke of the house could be seen in the distance.

At dusk, with a red sun hanging in the sky as the background, a dilapidated carriage and a thin old horse were creaking forward.

Sitting on the horizontal board in front of the carriage is a man wearing the robe of the Sun, Moon, Yin and Yang Celestial Master. Although he looks ordinary, his true identity is extraordinary.

It is the head of Cangshan Taiqiong Sect, Zhen Hetu!

In the carriage, the curtains were lifted, and there was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, elegant and exquisite, with a lightness of her own, and when she was looking forward, she had an elegant and noble temperament.

It was Qingming, the only disciple of Taiqiong Sect.

Qingming was leaning on the wooden frame of the window, her fingers were wrapped around a piece of green grass, and there was a ring made of wicker on her head, she was just shaking her head slightly as the carriage moved.

"Brother Sect Leader, how did you know the location of that nest of bandits?"

He Tu replied while driving the carriage on the dirt road:

“That day when the bandits came to the village, when I handed them the herbal medicine, a spiritual energy was left on one of the bandits.

I followed the aura and found their lair. "

"Is it the same as when the head brother found Lu Ren in the Zhen Qi Ling Long Bureau?"

"Almost, but I can see through his double at a glance."

"Senior brother in charge is really powerful."

"It's okay, but Junior Sister Qingming shouldn't spread it everywhere. You need to know that there are people outside the sky, and people know that I am so good during my Qi training period. If some ancient female cultivator comes to me for three days and three nights, just Not so good."

"Do not say."

It has been two months since Hetu and Qingming left the Wulian Sword Sect, and they have arrived not far from Sha County.

They were riding in a carriage and did not drive the magic weapon. Naturally, one or two legends of immortals were inevitably left behind on this journey through the world of mortals.

The carriage continued to move forward amidst the chatter between the brothers and sisters.

Not far ahead, a slightly bleak town is at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, across the river from Sha County.

Hetu remembered that when he was young, Sha County was still very lively.

Of course, it is not as prosperous as the town at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

However, after ten years of lightning strikes, the small town at the foot of Cangshan Mountain disappeared, and even this Sha County was in dire straits, and its scale was much smaller than before.

The carriage drove to the gate of Sha County, and Hetu stopped in front of a food stall.

Although the horse is old, the old horse is very well-behaved. Even if it is not tied to the rope, it will not run around and stand quietly on the dirt road.

Hetu sat down with Qingming, looking at the name plates of the dishes hanging in the snack shop.

Since raiding the bandit's den, he is now considered a rich man.

"One serving of chicken drumstick rice, one serving of steamed dumplings, another tea egg, and a plate of mustard greens for me."

In the Hetu carriage was the treasure seized by the bandits, sitting on a wooden stool with a straight waist.

"A bowl of chicken drumstick noodles."

Sitting next to Hetu, Qingming also ordered food and said.

"Two wait a moment."

The shopkeeper responded, and it didn't take long for the two of them to order.

However, after the store put the food on the table, he did not leave in a hurry, but instead asked:

"Daoist, are you going to Sha County?"

He Tu glanced at the store and asked:

"Yes, you won't be charged tolls, will you?"

"That's not going to happen. Seeing that the Daoist priest has a face, I also kindly remind you.

Sha County is not far ahead, but we have to go through a purple bamboo forest, and it’s getting late, so I suggest that the Taoist should go through the forest with other merchants tomorrow morning. "

"Is there a big white-fronted bug in the woods?"

Hetu asked a question, and the shopkeeper smiled:

"There are no big bugs. Even if there are, the Taoist priest is a cultivator, so he shouldn't be afraid, but there are monsters in the forest."

"Demon? What demon?"

Qingming also asked a question.

In this world, people are not the only ones who can cultivate, and the path of cultivation that can be followed is not only the righteous way.

Demon, spirit, ghost, strange, evil, devil, heretic.

There will be no shortage of them.

Hetu and Qingming had only passed by here a few months ago, and they had never heard of any demons at that time.

The shopkeeper shook his head, showing a frightened expression:

"I don't know, I haven't seen it, but I heard from the elders of Longhumen that there is a demon in Shaxian County, and it is in the purple bamboo forest. If you don't gather four NO.50 people, you don't dare to go through the forest.

Only the Taoist priest of Longhumen should lead everyone to go there together to make it safe. "

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, He Tu felt something was wrong after thinking about it. The more he listened, the more he felt that this dragon and tiger gate didn't look like a normal fairy gate.

After all, the real immortal sect seldom cares about the affairs of mortals. Even if mortals change dynasties and kill the whole land of Shenzhou with blood flowing into rivers, the immortal sect seldom cares about it.

Even if they make a move, it is mostly for merit.

A cultivator who seeks immortality wholeheartedly can easily live for four to five hundred years.

How can there be so much thought to take care of mortals?

For most practitioners, it is a race against time.

Before dying of old age or being killed by other cultivators, strive to break through the realm quickly, increase strength, prolong life, and finally attain Taoism and become immortal, free and easy.

As for the Xianmen's enthusiasm for subduing demons and eliminating demons-to be honest, it's an illusion!

Demons and ghosts are resources for them. Skin can be used to make clothes, inner alchemy can be used to refine medicine and magic weapons, and blood can be used to draw spells. Even soup made of flesh and blood is a great tonic, so it must be positive. !

I heard that there was a demon over there that didn't form a pill, but it would be a good thing. If it turns out to be a demon that has formed a pill...

The cultivator wished he could move instantly, stepping on the magic weapon with all his strength, speeding at high altitudes one by one.

If the realm is high, the speed is so fast that it will spark with the atmosphere, and it looks like a shooting star from below.

Or else, the higher the realm, the better the quality of the clothes you wear. If the quality is not good, you can't look at the clothes when you fly somewhere.

If you rush to the place and find that the demons and ghosts are preempted by other monks, you have to think about whether you want to kill people to seize the treasure, whether there is any risk, and whether there will be orioles behind.

There are so many doorways here!
Why do these monks form cliques and hold together to keep warm?
Do you really think they like to socialize?Isn't that all for taking care of me?

There are many people, there is great power, and it is applicable everywhere.

But in the eyes of mortals, it becomes——

"Wow! There are monsters! Everyone run!"

Before the heels were pulled up, a cloud of auspiciousness flew over from the sky.

Just listen to a shout:
"Monster! Where to go!"

A monk rushed over, killed the terrified monster, and then took the pill from the skin. If the monster's flesh and blood also had spiritual energy, it would naturally not be wasted.

After dealing with everything, he turned his head and left without saying a word, leaving the mortals with a handsome back and winning applause.

Probably so.

"The Taoist priests from Longhumen help to slay demons. Do they charge money?"

Hetu thought for a while and asked.

"No, the Taoists said that it is their duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

The shopkeeper said it quickly.

"Then do they want sacrifices? Boys and girls?"

Hetu asked again.

"Then how is that possible? He is a decent family and doesn't engage in these evil and heretical things."

When Hetu heard what the shopkeeper said, he nodded and understood.

This dragon and tiger sect is probably the half-baked sect that master mentioned before.

Their ancestors may have obtained the cultivation method by accident, most of these methods are incomplete, and at most they can be practiced to build a foundation.

If you live longer during the foundation building period, you can live for 200 years, and in the eyes of mortals, it can be regarded as a journey to immortality.

However, this kind of sect has no contact with the real fairy sect, or not much contact. They look at real monks the same way monks look at immortals.

Of course, it is not their turn to deal with the really powerful demons and ghosts. What they deal with is some little monsters who have just entered the Qi training period and have been practicing for decades.

Those monsters that have existed for hundreds of years and have some spiritual energy will definitely not be able to turn them around, and they will not be able to deal with them.

There are many such sects in the secular world. If they develop well, they will also attract the attention of some immortal sects.

Some fairy sects will treat them as their outer sects, helping with odd jobs, running errands and so on.

Although Xianmen doesn't care about the secular world, when some skills break through, they need to experience the world of mortals.

Cultivators generally don't bring money, so they can't go to the world of mortals to rob, right?
Harming innocent mortals is detrimental to merit.

As for hurting other monks, that's what God applauds, and I wish I could encourage them more.

Cultivating the Tao is against the sky. Do you think that the original intention of the Heavenly Tribulation is to sharpen the primordial spirit for the monks, greatly increase their cultivation base, and happily welcome the monks into the immortal class?

Set up a table of wine, pull up a celebratory banner, and find a disco band to celebrate?
That is to kill those monks who are about to become immortals!

If he was really hacked to death, then he would really set up a table of wine, pull up a celebration banner, find a disco band, and have a disco in front of the grave.

If you kill each other by yourself, you can save me from striking you with lightning, how wonderful!
However, monks who practice hereticism are another matter. They do not follow the ordinary path, and their practice methods are also different from other monks.

If you find these half-baked sects as outer sects, you don't have to worry about some material problems during the secular experience.

On the other hand, those with really good aptitude from the outer sect will be absorbed in and formally become disciples of the inner sect, cultivating immortals and becoming enlightened.

This is the difference between outer disciples and inner disciples of most sects.

Xianmen sometimes selects outer disciples and inner disciples with good aptitude.

There are various situations, it mainly depends on the mood of the head of the sect.

For example, Wulian Jianzong has a special division between inner and outer sects, and Luochenfeng is in charge of the outer sect.

However, it has been established for thousands of years, and the distinction between the inner and outer sects of Wulian Sword Sect is not as clear as that of ordinary sects.

He Tu thanked the shopkeeper for his kindness, but didn't take this matter to heart.

He didn't feel any particularly powerful aura, even if there were monsters in the purple bamboo forest, it shouldn't be a big deal.

But Qingming kept frowning and thinking, and she didn't see her eating noodles with chopsticks.

Qingming thought for a long time before asking in a low voice to Hetu:

"In the purple bamboo forest, could it be the escaped mountain guardian beast?"

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