Dragon Seal

After walking tens of miles to the west, they left the prosperous place. Wei Zhao and his wife bought two horses and set foot on the mountain road not long after.

The west side of the Great Zhou Dynasty was also prosperous before. The monks found a spiritual mine in the Feiyun Mountains.At that time, two middle-level sects nearby fought fiercely over this. You were the first day of junior high school and I was the fifteenth day of junior high school.The monks decided on a place, and mortals began to build cities and build roads one after another, trying to build a fairy city in the barren land.Unexpectedly, only 20 years later, the spiritual mine was dug to the bottom, and the city built next to the spiritual mine and the sect that took the spiritual mine at a high price have declined since then.

This happened nearly a hundred years ago, and now the roads are deserted and overgrown with weeds, and you can't see the road clearly when you walk deep.Wei Zhao had a novel look at first, but after walking in similar scenery for a long time, he became sleepy.

"Taoist—" He dragged his voice and shouted, "It is said that a monk can fly with a sword and travel hundreds of miles a day. Is it true?"

"That's right." Gong Liangzhi replied, he didn't raise his voice, but the voice that reached Wei Zhao's ear was very clear.

"Then can we control the sword?" Wei Zhao asked, "I squeeze with the Taoist priest, and a flying sword can probably be squeezed."

"Guess, did Pindao wear a flying sword?" Gong Liang asked.

"Bring it!" Wei Zhao cheered.

"Where does Pindao look like a sword?"

"I didn't bring it..." Wei Zhao lamented, and suddenly cheered up again, "Didn't the Taoist priest have a mustard bag? The wooden barrel can hold it, and of course the sword can also hold it!"

"That's true." Gong Liangzhi nodded and said, "Unfortunately, Pindao is not good at wielding a sword. If you don't mind falling from the blue clouds a few times, Pindao won't mind giving you a ride."

After he finished speaking slowly, You Xia's face immediately collapsed.

Wei Zhao looked at the back of Gong Liangzhi's head from behind, a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to have such a mood to ask and answer him, and his words were a bit narrow.In the past, Gong Liangzhi never talked nonsense, and he would hurry up to practice when he was on the road. If Wei Zhao didn't hold him back, he would crash into a tree a few times.The skill of controlling the sword that can hit trees is indeed not good, but fortunately Wei Zhao's skill of controlling the sword is first-class, safe and stable, and can carry people. It has never been a problem for Gong Liang to not bring a flying sword.

The Gongliang in Wei Zhao's memory was not at all taciturn—note, he was not taciturn to Wei Zhao.He had seen Gong Liangzhi get along with other people. When others said ten sentences, Gong Liangzhi could only reply a few words. That "other" was still a pretty young junior sister from the inner family.In the end, Wei Zhao couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped in and chatted with the little junior sister who was about to cry, and made fun of the cloudy and clear, and gave Gong Liangzhi a sad look.

"Why are you ignoring them?" Wei Zhao asked Gong Liangzhi afterwards.

"She said 'the weather is fine today', what does that have to do with me?" Gong Liang wondered, "I answered 'yes' or 'no', how does it affect her? With this leisure, why not think about the formation again."

Therefore, as the head disciple with a bright future and excellent qualifications, Wei Zhao has friends all over the world, but Gong Liangzhi has few friends who can talk to him except Wei Zhao. This is not a difficult result to understand.

Wei Zhao regarded himself as an ordinary person, and since he went up the mountain, there were many situations, sometimes he stopped to rest, and sometimes he dismounted to relieve himself.After procrastinating like this, they couldn't walk down the mountain road until the sun set.Wei Zhao apologized repeatedly, but Gong Liang didn't take it seriously.He calculated how far the next lodging place was from here, and simply took out the wooden barrel and medicinal materials from the mustard bag, and let Wei Zhao start to exercise.

Wei Zhao quickly picked up the firewood, set up the table, and started to cook the exercise soup.Next to it, another fire was set up for roasting dry food.Gong Liangzhi swept away the dead branches and leaves with a wind spell, and sat on the ground, watching him light the fire.Wei Zhao tore a piece of jerky for him, but he waved his hand and declined.

"I've heard that a good monk can eat wind and drink dew, but not human fireworks. It seems that this is true." Wei Zhao chewed the dry food in his mouth, "Will I be like this after I become a Taoist?"

"Foundation cultivators can fast." Gong Liangzhi replied, "You must first enter the Tao, and then cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training, and then build the foundation. After the foundation is established, the whole grains cannot enter the body."

"You can't eat after the foundation is established? Doesn't that mean that the fun of life is missing a lot!" Wei Zhao said.

"You want to live forever and be free and easy, and you don't want to let go of the pleasures of the world. How can there be such a good thing?" Gong Liangzhi laughed.

"I want to cultivate immortality in order to enjoy the joy of life forever. If the cart is turned upside down, what's the point?" Wei Zhao said.

Gong Liang laughed lowly, You Xia blinked his eyes, not knowing why he was laughing.

"I have a friend," Gong Liangzhi said, "he is just like you. Although he is talented, he treats Taoism as a game. He..."

At this point, Gong Liangzhi stopped.Wei Zhaozhi froze his ears, wanting to hear him talk about that friend, but Gongliang seemed to have lost interest, shook his head with a bit of tiredness, and said, "I hope you will always think so."

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and when they are afraid of tigers, they must have learned their lesson.Wei Zhao thought to himself, if it were a 19-year-old mortal Wei Zhao, he probably wouldn't be able to understand what Gong Liangzhi was saying.It's just that Wei Zhao still doesn't know what kind of mood Gong Liang will feel when he mentions him.

Relieved?guilt?regret?bored?Peace of mind?No matter what kind it is, when Gongliangzhi Daoist talks about him as a dead person, he must have a look of emotion and a dignified look.

A sneer sounded in his heart, and it took a little effort to suppress the sudden killing intent.Wei Zhao's Dao heart has long since collapsed into scum, and what he is cultivating now is a demon, a completely evil way.Although this road is very suitable for Wei Zhao, who is destined to be a villain, and allows him to improve his cultivation, it is unavoidably inconvenient sometimes.

Wei Zhao tore off the dry food and stuffed it into his mouth, touching the burning soup.When he pulled the bamboo stick on the dry food too quickly, he cut a bloody hole in the palm of his hand, and because of inertia, he extended it to the wooden barrel.With an "ah" sound, he hastily withdrew his hand, but unfortunately the blood beads had already dripped into the soup.

Naturally, the body-training soup contaminated by blood could no longer be used. With a distressed expression on his face, Wei Zhao took down the wooden shed and went to a distance to pour water.He raised the pot of medicinal soup and splashed it on the open space with all his strength, only to hear a splash in the air, and the medicinal soup splashed all over him.

The two horses were startled suddenly, and they broke free from the reins and ran out like crazy.Gong Liangzhi stood up suddenly. The sound just now was not the sound of water hitting the ground, but more like something being torn apart.The medicinal soup was not poured on the ground, and the dark soup hit something halfway, and either separated or bounced back. "Don't move!" Before Gong Liang finished speaking, Wei Zhao stretched out his hand.

When his hand touched something, he hissed immediately, and withdrew his hand grinning.Gong Liang went up to grab his hand, and saw that there was a black spot on You Xia's palm, which burrowed into his wrist like a bug.Gongliang pinched his fingers to form a formula, and touched his wrist, the black lines stopped abruptly, writhing like a snake being pinched seven inches, and disappeared unwillingly after a while.

Click, a stone tablet suddenly appeared in the place Wei Zhao touched just now, before they could see what was written on it, the stone tablet had already turned into a pile of stone chips.

"This, what is this?" Wei Zhao said in a daze.

Gong Liangzhi pinched his veins, and his true energy circulated in his body, but he didn't notice anything amiss.His face sank like water, his eyes swept around the stone tablet, and suddenly he found a small path.

At this time, there was still a gleam of light in the sky, and with this light, Gong Liang saw a path made by people or animals among the vegetation.Based on the memory of his foundation cultivator and formation master, he was sure that there was absolutely no such road in the bush just now.

There was a fire in the distance on the road.

It's not quite right to say Piao Piao, these fire lights are down to earth and held in the hands of a large group of people.This group of people came running towards them, dressed as villagers, with sticks or pitchforks in their hands, and some strong hounds ran in front of them.This group of people came over aggressively.

Wei Zhao withdrew his hand and stood in front of Gong Liangzhi.Gong Liangzhi put his arms around his shoulders, preventing him from rushing out.

The dogs came first, and just as these spitting beasts were about to pounce on them, they were blocked by an invisible wall.The four dogs jumped up, were thrown out, jumped again, fell again, and circled around the two of them.The group of people ran to the front, but they didn't dare to go forward after seeing the scene. The leader looked at the Taoist robe on Gong Liangzhi's body, and called out hesitantly, "Immortal Elder?"

"Pimpedao is a cultivator, his cultivation is superficial, and he dare not call him an 'immortal'." Gong Liangzhi replied.

After hearing this, the group of villagers put away their fierce expressions and looked at each other.

Immortal Taoism is prevalent in Kunhua, arty scholars and businessmen also like to wear Taoist robes, and rich people also buy some talismans that ordinary people can use for self-defense.Gong Liangzhi was not as domineering as ordinary fairy elders, and he was wearing ordinary Taoist robes. The villagers were not sure where he came from for a while.

After a while, they finally pushed out a negotiator.

"Master Daoist," the man said gruffly, "We are from Wangjia Village. You destroyed our monument just now, so we ran out as if there were thieves coming."

"I'm really sorry." Gong Liangzhi said softly, "Pindao's apprentice was too reckless and accidentally destroyed the property of your village. How can I make compensation? Pindao will do my best to compensate your village."

The man paused, as if he didn't expect Gong Liangzhi to be so eloquent.He looked back at the other villagers and said, "Please head the Taoist priest and this brother back to the village with us. The village chief knows how to make up for it."

"It's so good." Gong Liangzhi said, "Please guide me the way."

The last bit of the sun set on the mountain, and in the vast and barren mountain, only the torches remained.