Cultivation starts with time management

Oh!

"This time, Hell Dao will definitely send people to participate in this ceremony." Witch Jiang said suddenly.

Wei Dongliu immediately lifted his spirits.

Last time he got a rib from Mofo, it is said that he can use it to connect with hell. Could it be that the opportunity was in that puja?

Thinking about it this way, I have to go!

Besides, in the past, I lived in seclusion because on the one hand, I needed to maintain a mysterious personality, and on the other hand, my strength was really not good enough. When I met a master, I was at risk of leaking my secrets.

However, now that he has formed a first-grade golden core, his cultivation level is even stronger than many golden core monks.

Cultivator Nascent Soul is a minority in the cultivation world after all, even if he went to that ceremony, how many people have the ability to threaten him?

Besides, isn't there a flying Yaksha?

good!This time, I will take that rib and see if I can catch any clues of hell!

Thinking of this, Wei Dongliu finally nodded and agreed.

Seeing this, Witch Ginger was also relieved.

As long as old thief Wei is willing to take Feitian Yasha and accompany her to the rally, the news will definitely reach Master's ears.

In this way, you should be able to buy yourself more time.

The last time Witch Ginger explored in the giant tree secret realm with other fellow Taoists of the Demon Cult, they shared the secret medicine of the Purple Mansion for almost 30 years.

In addition, he and Wei Dongliu drank the golden pulp and jade liquid in the Jinghu Shrine for 70 years; under the Jiuyou Huangquan, he followed Wei Dongliu to eat the petals of the other shore flower, so far it has been 150 years of Huafu cultivation.

I breathe out and refine Qi daily, and I have accumulated almost 30 years of cultivation, and I am still 20 years away from forming a top-grade golden elixir.

In order to enhance self-protection ability as soon as possible, this time I go to the market, I must get the secret medicine of the Purple Mansion!

Chapter 14 Temple of the Mountain God, Infernal Hell

Mount Wutai, Gaohuai Town.

Every household in the town shut their doors and stayed out, lest they offend the cultivators and bring about a catastrophe.

There are demons dancing on the street, monks, Taoist priests, beggars, madmen... all kinds of evil spirits, walking around in arrogance, the popularity is much more lively than the last Wutaishan market.

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of monk stalls.

Of course, most of the traded goods are rubbish, and from Wei Dongliu's perspective, he doesn't even care about any of them.

Jiang Liwen was in high spirits, holding Wei Dongliu's arm, looking around.Feitian Yasha followed behind, dressed in a black robe, very low-key.

The reason why Witch Jiang is holding her arms is not because Wei Dongliu is greedy for her beauty, but because of maintaining a mysterious personality, many things that are inconvenient to say and do can be handed over to concubines—— That is to let the ginger witch disguise as his concubine.

Anyway, many members of the Devil's Cult would bring one or two concubines with them, and Wei Dongliu's doing so could be regarded as doing as the Romans do.

"Master." Witch Jiang leaned her body against his chest and said sweetly, "The stall of Lingxiu Mountain Sect is next to the well at the end of this street."

"Where is the Six Paths Ceremony going?" Wei Dongliu said that I am not interested in my apprentice's elixir, and you can buy it for me later.

What I care about is the Six Paths Ceremony and the clues to hell!

The Ginger Witch understood what he meant.He is also very helpless about the fact that he is obviously not the head of Tongxuan Sect, but is forced to take care of two apprentices.

But I need to use the old thief Wei's name to save my life, so I can only let him arrange it.

"The ceremony will be held in the open space behind the mountain temple not far away." Witch Jiang said in a low voice, "It's just that you must at least be in the Jindan state to enter."

"Take me now." Wei Dongliu ordered.

Jiang Lian was slightly taken aback, and immediately filled his mind with countless possibilities.

really!This old thief Wei really can't be a foundation-building cultivator!

Now it's finally time to stop pretending, isn't it?So in fact you are a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm?Or Nascent Soul Realm?Could it be actually a fairy rank?

The two walked towards the mountain temple, but were suddenly stopped by a stranger on the side of the road.

"Do you want to tell your fortune?" The fortune teller, holding a cloth banner, said to Wei Dongliu with a smile on his face, and suddenly his expression turned serious, "Oh, fellow daoist, I see that there is black air entangled in your heaven, which is a sign of blood! "

"Mr. Jian, what the hell are you doing?" Witch Jiang and Wei Dongliu whispered, "This Mr. Jian, although he came from the Jian family in Qingzhou, is not good at arithmetic."

"It is said that even the majority of Jian's family in Qingzhou are ashamed to admit his existence, thinking that he is always bluffing outside."

"What is unskilled? What is bluffing? Nonsense!" the fortune teller with a three-inch long beard said dissatisfied, "The old man is just used to say what people like to hear. If they understand it wrong, it means that the old man's arithmetic results are wrong. ?"

"Then you are right!" Witch Jiang sneered, "If you have the ability, do you dare to calculate on the spot, what will my future marriage be like?"

"Why don't you dare?" The fortune teller raised his right hand, tapped his knuckles a few times, and suddenly said, "Young Daoist Jiang, you will die in the future!"

"Nonsense." Jiang Liyan snorted angrily, "Who is under the door of Fairy Caimo who is not covered by death? Don't talk nonsense, just talk about the marriage."

"Marriage." The fortune teller deliberately elongated his voice, "Are you sure you want to count this?"

"Fellow Daoist Wei, don't talk too much with this good-for-nothing..." Witch Jiang made a gesture to pull Wei Dongliu away, but the fortune-teller said quickly, "Okay, okay, I figured it out!"

He pointed at Jiang Li and said:

"I said that you have a death calamity, not without a reason. Your death calamity and your marriage complement each other."

"Once your marriage comes, your death will not be far away. But if your marriage is to come true, you have to go through that death."

"It makes sense!" Witch Jiang clapped her hands and said mockingly, "If my marriage fails, it's because I didn't survive my death; if my death doesn't come, it's because my marriage didn't come. Your statement is really impeccable. ! Talking all over the place, right?"

"I'll just say it!" The fortune teller was furious, "If you say it nicely, you will misunderstand it; if you say it badly, you won't believe it!"

He leaned the bamboo pole of the cloth banner on the ground a few times, then turned and left angrily.

"Friend Daoist Wei, let's go." Jiang Li said with a smile.

"Flying Yasha." Wei Dongliu thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "You first accompany Daoist Jiang to buy Ganlin Zhenlu."

"Yes, master." Feitian Yasha responded immediately.

Jiang Liyan opened his mouth halfway, hesitant to speak.

She couldn't guess that Wei Dongliu was going to find the fortune teller!

Wei Dongliu didn't care what she thought, he just quickly caught up with the fortune teller and said:

"Master Jane, can you do the math for me?"

"It's easy to say." The fortune teller immediately turned around and said with a smile, "What do fellow Taoists want to count?"

"Calculate fate." Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice.

"Fate..." Mr. Jian pondered for a moment, then said, "Before counting, I have to confirm with my fellow Taoist first."

"Fate, do you believe in it?"

Wei Dongliu frowned, and his heart moved:

"Believe it, but dare not believe it."

"What's the meaning of this?" Mr. Jane asked in surprise.

"If you believe in fate, you will be at its mercy." Wei Dongliu said seriously.

Mr. Jane thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"It makes sense."

After thinking for a while, he pointed to the mountain temple in the distance and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever been there?"

"Grandpa Jian is talking about the Six Paths Fa Conference?" Wei Dongliu asked in surprise.

"No, no, no." Mr. Jian shook his head, "The Six Ways Dharma Assembly is in the open space behind the temple, I mean the mountain temple."

"In the temple...is there any expert?"

Mr. Jian didn't answer, but walked away gracefully with a cloth banner, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"People in the world only love gods, and they can't escape even if they don't know their fate."

"Fellow Daoist, you can do it yourself."

He ran away directly, Wei Dongliu was silent for a moment, then turned around and strode towards the mountain temple.

Pushing open the door and entering the mountain temple, he saw that there was no one inside.

In the corner of the temple, there are a few scattered quilts, apparently homeless people once lived here temporarily.

It's just that there is the Six Paths Dharma Assembly behind the temple, how could it be possible for these people to stay in the temple, so they were kicked out early.

Wei Dong wandered around for a long time, but couldn't find any clues.

There is no way but to use wisdom.

"A mirror, scan!"

"On the back of the statue of the mountain god, there are spatial fluctuations." Kunlun Mirror reminded.

Wei Dongliu used Taoism to turn the statue of the mountain god.

I saw the gold powder paint on the back of the statue, and the damage formed a line of big characters:

"Abi Wujian."

"And then?" Wei Dongliu asked again.

"Didn't you find it?" Kunlun Mirror said in surprise, "You have been teleported!"

Wei Dongliu frowned, turned his eyes, and saw that the surroundings were still in the dilapidated environment of the mountain temple, and there was nothing unusual.

He turned and walked out of the temple gate.

Pushing open the door, where is the lively market in Gaohuai Town outside?

But it is located in an underground cave.

Chapter 15 Heart as Steel, Unwavering

"Newbie?"

"Not necessarily."

"That test again?"

"That's not a test, it's an adaptation."

"Wei Dongliu... I've heard of this person. It's very strange, I can't find any background at all, as if he just popped up out of nowhere."

"Oh."

"You don't really intend to let him join, do you? Let me tell you, this guy might be a secret worker!"

"That's even better. As long as he can survive, we hell..."

"...We need such professionals."

Wei Dongliu stood in the middle of the dark cave, silent for a long time, and asked again:

"A Jing, is there really no exit?"

"No." Kunlun Mirror replied, "Spatially speaking, this is an independent secret realm with no entrance or exit."

"The only way is to teleport."

"Teleportation." Wei Dongliu pondered, "A Jing, what do you think...they sent me here, what is their intention?"

"It should be testing you." The Kunlun Mirror replied, "They are using arithmetic to spy on you!"

"Then I can't leave instead." Wei Dongliu thought about it, "If I teleport away now, I'm afraid I'll just miss the hell path."

He simply sat down cross-legged and breathed out calmly.

"The flow of time here is wrong." Kunlun Mirror said suddenly, "The flow has slowed down. In your senses, the waiting time will be extended."

"They must have done this on purpose, wanting to torture you with prolonged claustrophobia and solitude, to see how your heart is."

"It's okay." Wei Dongliu said calmly, "As the savior, my heart is already as firm as a rock. Even if I stay here for 100 years, accompanied by darkness and silence, my face will not be moved for a moment."

After another hour, Wei Dongliu suddenly said:

"A Jing, after reading Qiu Changtian, I want to see how Junior Sister Xu is doing."