I am the leader of Huangquan

Bang bang!

Her mood was very high, even if she restrained herself, after beating her for a while, Xu Xinying's whole body flushed with excitement, and she lay on the ground calmly, unable to get up again.

"Thank you, sister." Wu Lang said.

"It's okay, Junior Brother, let's get down to business." Xing Hanhan said: "It's been a month, things outside have fermented a bit, and it's quite big, getting bigger and bigger, Jingzhou also knows about it, and probably started looking for you. "

"Oh." Wu Lang had expected it.

He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Xing Hanhan was more anxious than Wu Lang, and said: "The origin of the news is not in Jingzhou. Before that, all the ancient sects in other places tacitly blocked the news from Jingzhou. They have already crossed a continent and rushed to Jingzhou. Some local big factions found out and started searching for you."

"Originally, there are some things that you shouldn't know in advance, but now that you've reached this level, it's better to say it."

Her voice is flat.

"There is a huge difference in the degree of prosperity among the Kyushu."

"Especially in Jingzhou, where the aura is extremely thin. It can be called the continent of the end of the law. It is full of thorns and black soil, and the mountain spirits are everywhere. The people are in dire straits. There are only a few declining ancient sects lingering in it."

"And our Netherworld Holy Sect has attacked those sects before. Some of their elders from previous generations have disappeared, and they were caught by us and sent to the [-]th floor of hell."

"At this time, all the monks in the world have already guessed that you are in Jingzhou, but even if they want to go there, it will take 30 to [-] years at the fastest to cross the various restricted areas around the border of Jingzhou. The taboo mountain of the ancient temple...entered in Jingzhou."

"So, you just need to beware of the native monks in Jingzhou."

"But it's meaningless to say so much. It's meaningless to you, a monk who has just set foot in cultivation. It doesn't make any difference if you want to kill you."

Wu Lang nodded.

This good impression brush is comfortable.

If the favorability is not so high, it is impossible for Xing Hanhan to meddle so much.

But are you cowardly?

Just stick to the plan, and when they find out, the sea of ​​elves will grow exponentially, expand, and spread all over the mountains and plains, and no one can find themselves.

"Do you want to commit suicide and come back directly?" She suddenly said: "Leaving Jingzhou and going to other places, no one will know about you."

Wu Lang shook his head, would he be cowardly?

Look at the situation first.

In this kind of cultivation environment, I am not willing to give up, and wait for a while to practice.

...

Jingzhou.

Everywhere, the wind is surging.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Several compliments in a row, holding a scroll and diary in hand, I can't put it down.

"I, Jingzhou, are about to change."

In one place, the old man who was educating his disciples suddenly smiled, "Great winds start at the end of Qingping, and heroes start at the ranks. In this era, capable people emerge!"

"Unfortunately, the scholar is about to die, and now he is in the foundation building period."

"Why?" A girl next to him asked curiously: "Shouldn't such a person be a hero? Shouldn't he be protected by various sects? He solved the beast disaster in Jingzhou!"

Why is Jingzhou barren?

It's not just another geographical environment, the aura is thin.

Or because of the animal disaster, there are mountain spirits everywhere.

If the animal disaster is resolved, our Jingzhou may not be able to rise, comparable to the prosperity of several other continents, this is a great thing.

"A hero always becomes a martyr."

The old Taoist shook his head, "Unless he can skyrocket during this period of time, turning Jingzhou into the pure land of his sect and gaining great strength himself, is that possible?"

"Jingzhou is too big, we won't be the first to find him, and when we find him, we will be able to go to his grave."

The old monk supported the white beard, "I only hate that I can't meet with such heroes and sages. I sigh and drink and talk happily. It's already a world apart. Such a person needs a few more sticks of incense."

...

In a street in Jingzhou.

A middle-aged man with a coffin on his back was drinking in a restaurant, and suddenly laughed wildly: "It's saved, it's finally saved."

He stroked the coffin lightly, as if he saw his lover, "That person, who can develop exercises for mountain spirits, will also be able to develop exercises for you. You, a mortal who can't practice, can set foot on the road of practice, and we will no longer be immortals." Two intervals!"

"You finally don't have to sleep deeply anymore, suffering from Shouyuan."

"If he doesn't agree, I will beat him to death regardless of whether he is a great Confucian or a good person who lives for the common people."

...

Among a large faction in Jingzhou.

"Saint." A servant with a sword came out of the darkness.

"Elder, don't follow me anymore. The world is in great chaos. I want to visit incognito and go out for a walk." She said coldly, "I have ethereal roots, so I can come and go freely, and there will be no danger."

"Yes."

The voice gradually faded away.

...

in a village.

An ancient Buddha in a shabby cassock suddenly opened his eyes:

"Interesting, very interesting."

"I am Mahayana Buddhism, cultivate myself, build a big boat with my own strength, and ferry all living beings across the river."

"His Theravada Dharma, he cultivates all living beings, and lets them build boats with themselves and cross the river by themselves."

He kept murmuring.

The novice disciple next to him spoke slowly: "Master, do you also think that the Hinayana Buddhism is correct? This has subverted the orthodoxy foundation of our Buddhism."

The old monk said indifferently: "I just heard the rumors, I don't know the details, and I don't make any judgments, but what I want to say is that the thought of this scholar has surpassed many people in ancient and modern times. Standing on the peak of the long river of history, he grasps the truth .”

"He traveled around the world and went through hardships at the bottom. He didn't talk about it, but the unity of knowledge and action, to do it, to complete it. I saw in him the Buddha nature that I have always had."

"The spirit of helping the common people, in this unequal and chaotic world, only a few people have it."

"He has!"

Chapter 96 The Call of the Mountain

The major factions in Jingzhou, all the big and small sects that were immediately dispatched to manage, began to look for a scholar.

Many middle and low-end sects didn't know what happened.

"Looking for a mortal Confucian scholar?"

"Doesn't explain the appearance, temperament, height, and body shape?"

"How do you find this??"

One by one, the lower sects received the summons from the superior sects, and many people felt it was baffled.

This is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"It's too vague, the cultivation base is probably from the Qi refining stage to the Foundation building stage? Does it have the temperament of a sage and a Confucian? Is it related to the mountain spirit?"

"Aged between 25 and 70?"

"What secret does this person have?"

All the major sects in Jingzhou were shocked and in an uproar.

The monster clan of Yunwu Abyss attacked, and the various sects of their human race, the Immortal Sect, sent their disciples to the front line to fight against the vast evil disasters.

"Is it possible that this mortal Confucian has earth-shattering aptitude, and the major sects want to accept him as a disciple?"

"But it's ridiculous. No matter how qualified you are, you are still facing a great enemy. The evil disaster strikes, and the lives of the people are devastated. You can't change your combat power!"

"Unintelligible! Really incomprehensible!"

...

And all the heads of the Jingzhou sect, even in the face of the evil disaster, still issued this summons.

They are not stupid, but smart enough.

After all, it's pretty shocking, isn't it?A mortal scholar and great Confucianism can overthrow the existing spiritual root system and evolve a new practice system.

Even if this path of mortal cultivation is lacking, it is in its infancy, it is impossible to popularize it to mortals, and even it is only at the low level of the Qi refining stage... It is surprising enough, especially if it can be used against mountain spirits.

They can already see the future.

Everyone wants to find that scholar, control him, and even want to seize the control of his mountain spirit and become the king of this clan. Perhaps by using this power, they are expected to unify the entire Jingzhou.

All of a sudden, the whole of Jingzhou began to take action, looking for a low-level Qi Refining Stage or even Foundation Establishment stage monk like never before.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night in Jingzhou.

...

"It's so cool in autumn."

Wu Lang sat on the mountain peak and drank tea calmly, "It's been a few months since we've been down the mountain, and the weather is starting to get cold."

After Xing Hanhan told himself that he could no longer block the news, after it reached Jingzhou, he had a premonition that in Jingzhou now, all the immortal sects and all the cities in every country should be covered with his arrest warrants!

The whole Jingzhou is looking for him.

The malicious Moxiu wants to imprison himself as a slave, empty himself, and then arrest him and parade him in the streets.

A virtuous Xianxiu may invest in himself, find himself and hide himself, help him hide his growth, marry his daughter by the way, and send resources...

"They started to look for me. The evil disaster is coming. The enemy is still busy fighting among themselves. They want me to parade in the streets. They are indeed the ones."

"The greed for profit!"

"such a pity."

In the barren mountain cave, Wu Lang shook his head and said, "Opportunity, beauties, and wealth all came to me like a torrential rain, but unfortunately I escaped them all."

Hey.

Can they find me?

Can you second me?

"I do not believe."

At this time, Wu Lang's temperament was completely different.

At this time, he showed the characteristics of a demon. On top of his handsome seven or eight-year-old face, he had two spiral horns, blood-red wings on his back, and clouds slowly lingering.

He had dark circles under his eyes and looked listless.

It's like a master who knows three days and three nights in an Internet cafe.

He has already reached the Great Consummation of the qi refining period. He has let go of his hands and feet in the past few days and started to frantically study the three major fields of tattoos, formation diagrams, and acupuncture.

And working overtime like this has also increased his social life, and this final sprint has brought him very close to the true cohesion of the law.

"Master has changed his appearance, he is worthy of being Master."

Xu Xinying, who was practicing at the foot of the mountain, raised her head to look up, and began to brag about her master every day again, admiringly said:

"With such a disguise, who can find you?"

"Age? No match!"

"Race? No match!"

"The temperament is even more incompatible. There is still a faint devilish lingering all over his body. Who would have thought that it is the sage and great scholar who is a human being?"