I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

I haven't seen him for a few years, Meng Yan's real person Feng Yi is even better than before, and the splendid mountains and rivers that seemed real and unreal are now condensed in the back of his mind and turned into the Dharma of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Xing Min, dressed in purple clothes as a true disciple, respectfully followed by the side of Daoist Meng Yan.

Feng Yuanjiu held the disciple's salute respectfully: "I have met the temple master, congratulations to the temple master for his achievement of Dongxuan."

Meng Yan nodded slightly: "There is no need to be too polite."

Feng Yuanjiu slapped Xing Minzhi again: "Brother Xing, congratulations on the successful foundation establishment."

Xing Minzhi clicked his tongue lightly, and said a little cautiously: "Junior brother congratulations."

In front of Daoist Meng Yan, Xing Minzhi is like Sun Monkey who has been cursed, and it is difficult for him.

Feng Yuanjiu curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and then stood still with his hands down and his eyebrows pleasing to the eye, without mentioning the matter of recruiting servants.

Jiuli stared at Feng Yuanjiu rather unwillingly, put away the list of servants that he had just held in his palm and wanted to show Feng Yuanjiu with his backhand, and saluted slowly: "I have seen the real man, I don't know what the real man has to say."

Meng Yan asked indifferently: "Are you in charge?"

Jiuli saluted slowly: "Yes."

Daoist Meng Yan nodded slightly, then stopped talking.

Xing Minzhi obediently pushed Daoist Meng Yan on the blue-gold wooden wheelchair to the apse, the wheels pressed against the bluestone floor, making a muffled sound.

Feng Yuanjiu held the ceremony and sent Meng Yan off respectfully.

When the two figures, one purple and one green, disappeared, Daoist Meng Yan's clear and faint voice came to my ears: "Don't be in a hurry to ask for a teacher."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned slightly, and glanced at Jiuli indiscriminately. Seeing that he had no abnormal expression, he knew that this sentence should be a voice transmission.

With the words of Daoist Meng Yan, Feng Yuanjiu was not in a hurry to ask for a teacher, and simply selected ten servants from Jiuli to take care of the cave, and then left Tianfuyuan and went to Yingri Peak.

The blessed place of Yingri Peak is not far away. It is located between Tianfu Peak and Tianlu Peak, covering Yingri Peak and Moon Lake.

There is a small crater on the mountainside at the east foot of Yingri Peak. Every noon, billowing magma gushes out, like a magnificent red ribbon embedded in the greenery, and flows into the Moon Lake at the foot of the mountain. The water is transpired, making the entire Yingri Peak look like a fairy mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that the blessings here are too mixed, which is not conducive to the cultivation of monks with a single spiritual root, it would not be here at all.

The ban on the blessed land was opened with the identity jade card. After entering the blessed land, the rich and mixed five-element inspiration rushed to the face, and there was no need to take the initiative to absorb it, the rich inspiration had already spontaneously rushed into the body.

The inspiration here is several times stronger than that in Wolongyuan. I don't know how rich the inspiration is in Yuntai Peak where the third hall is located.

Counting all the spiritual veins of Kyushu, the Taiqing Daoist Temple is really blessed, and I am afraid that it is not less coveted.

Feng Yuanjiu stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the sunset valley where red flowers beat fire in the distance, he couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion.

The mother's ashram is close at hand, but people don't know where they are. He told his second uncle Feng Xiangyu that he wanted to find her mother's traces. It was not just an excuse. nurturing.

It's just that if you want to inquire about your own mother, you need to ask the real person in charge.

Although he has become a personal heir now, meeting the real head of the sect is like a dream.

You still have to choose a good teacher and improve your practice as soon as possible.

It's just about apprenticeship...

Thinking of Meng Yan's sound transmission instructions, Feng Yuanjiu sighed softly, and quietly watched the afterglow of the setting sun submerge in the sky, then placed Qifeng Terrace on the open space on the top of the mountain, and entered it with his thoughts, I spent the night in the cave.

Early the next morning, Feng Yuanjiu took Qifeng Terrace, but kept Chiyu by his side.

Feng Yuanjiu directed Yun Zhenyuan to revise and revise the drawing according to the appearance of the sect dojo in the previous life. Chiyu turned his eyes and watched for a moment, then followed the little white fox into the lush mountain forest.

After a while, the red vixen and the snow-white little fox came back with countless spiritual fruits.

Feng Yuanjiu threw the drawing to Chiyu, and ordered: "When the servants come later, you can let them build the dojo and open up the medicine field according to this drawing."

He has Qifeng Terrace, and he has already planted all the spiritual plants that can be planted in Qifeng Terrace. He opened up medicine fields and built Taoist temples just to deceive people's eyes and ears.

However, even if he tried to deceive others, he couldn't be too sloppy. Feng Yuanjiu handed over all the spirit stones he received yesterday to Chiyu: "If you don't have enough, ask me again."

Chiyu was washing the fruit, picked up the spirit stone and threw the fruit, went to pick up the fruit again, the Qiankun bag containing the spirit stone almost fell into the water again, flustered for a while, it was too stupid to look at it.

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head: "I don't know if it's right or wrong to entrust you with the maintenance of the dojo."

Chiyu was holding seven or eight fruits, holding the Qiankun bag in his hand, and presented the fruits to Feng Yuanjiu in a somewhat embarrassed manner: "Master, don't worry, there will be no mistake in entrusting the mansion to me!"

Feng Yuanjiu didn't say yes or no, he really didn't have anyone around him right now, so he could only make do with Chiyu for the time being.

Chiyu sent the fruit forward: "Master, this spiritual fruit is full of inspiration, sweet and sour, would you like to try it?"

You can't expect a little vixen who has been refined into a weapon spirit to be able to cook well. Feng Yuanjiu casually squeezed two purple-black fruits from the top, and set up a roast chicken with human fireworks to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple. Then I found a quiet place to practice.

After entering Fengtai last night, he found that there were more and more black grass and tree elves, presumably because he used Kang Xuanyi to compensate him for the black mud ape.

Feng Yuanjiu knew that the beads that Kang Xuan made into the eyes of the mud ape were extraordinary, and at that time he only thought it was the Trapped Demon Orb of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but he never expected that fellow to be so generous that he used the most precious Emperor Xuanzhu of the Heavenly Demon Sect!

If it wasn't for the time to seize the seat, just in case he used the mud ape, he might use the pearl as a fish eye for a long time!

After the sacrifice, the whole body of the mud ape was shiny black, which made the bead on its forehead even more mysterious.

Feng Yuanjiu once saw the introduction of Emperor Xuanzhu in his mother's handbook, saying that it was born in the heart of the magic eye and grew on the double lotus. The red and green beads are twins, the red one is the emperor pearl, and the blue one is the emperor's pearl. It is Xuanzhu, collectively known as Emperor Xuanzhu.The emperor pearl can capture the soul, raise the head of the devil, and avoid the devil's energy; the mysterious pearl can fix the soul, destroy the demon, and avoid the devil's energy. film.

The shiny black mud monkey lay firmly on the jade-like palm, occupying the position of the white turtle's scute.

Feng Yuanjiu stared down at the "eyes" between the foreheads of the mud monkey, from the first sunrise to the full moon in the sky, finally made up his mind to inject real essence into the "eyes", intending to test the legendary The ability to transmit sound and shadow.

With the infusion of true essence, the green beads on the forehead of the mud monkey here gradually burst into a warm light.

Thousands of miles away, Kang Xuan stood in the air above the vast expanse of water surrounded by spiritual mist, and picked out a male cultivator with fine scales around his neck with a single halberd.

The blue demon blood slid down the water along the cold halberd, and lush green flowers emerged.

As soon as Kang Xuan raised his hand and touched Xuanfeng who was holding the red bead on his shoulder, Xuanfeng instantly turned into the size of a palm and fell into Kang Xuanyi's palm. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the blazing red bead in an incomprehensible way. With a sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his lips, he threw the Xuanfeng into the depths of the universe bag with his backhand.

One after another, the deep water monsters gathered in groups, as if they would not give up without dragging Kang Xuanyi into the boundless deep water.

Kang Xuan sneered, and with a long halberd in his hand, he walked on the waves, killing all the way along the way, quite like killing a monster in ten steps.

When it reached the eye of the turbulent water, the blue demon blood seemed to have dyed half of Wuling Lake green.

Without hesitation, Kang Xuan raised his halberd and cut the water eye in half.

The green demon blood surged from the lake, but Kang Xuan ignored it, and looked up at the looming pavilions in the center of Wuling Lake, with indifference and sarcasm in his fierce and public eyes.

Having been gutted by him, no more monsters dared to disturb his cleanliness, Kang Xuan stopped and stared at the pavilions in the middle of the lake for a long time.

The equestrian crown belt, wide-sleeved robe flutters with the breeze on the water, as if blowing away the gloom between the eyes of a fairy, like a fairy who has been patrolling the world since nine days.

As soon as Kang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and let out a sneer, he withdrew his posture and walked towards the pavilion as if nothing had happened.

On Yingri Peak, Feng Yuanjiu waited for half an hour for the black mud monkey, but the light on the Xuanzhu had already been exhausted, but there was no response from there.

Feng Yuanjiu frowned, and tried again, but still to no avail.

Even when Kang Xuanyi had already returned to the Beiming Continent, the Emperor Xuanzhu was not as miraculous as in the legend.

He didn't think that Kang Xuan would ignore him for a while.

Putting the mud monkey back into the Qiankun bag, Feng Yuanjiu silently recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" to calm down, and then comprehended "Taiyi Guiyuanxuanlu".

The years of practice are long, and it is three months at the flick of a finger.

Although "Taiyi Guiyuan Xuanlu" is a top-level practice method, it lacks a lot in terms of supernatural powers.

Although Feng Yuanjiu has "Nine Chapters of Yuling", "Secret Book of Immemorial Tianyin" and "Lianshanyi", they cannot complement "Taiyi Guiyuanxuanlu", and can only be used as secret skills. By surprise.

Therefore, after thoroughly comprehending the new level of formulas in "Taiyi Guiyuanxuanlu", Feng Yuanjiu wanted to go to Tianluyuan to see if he could find a suitable supernatural power there.

Sensing that Feng Yuanjiu was leaving the customs, Chiyu immediately found Feng Yuanjiu according to the contract induction: "Master, the dojo has been repaired according to your instructions, do you want to go and have a look?"

Feng Yuanjiu nodded, and flew to the top of the mountain on a flying shuttle. As far as the eye could see, there were many pavilions, terraces, pavilions, red bricks and green tiles, water plank roads, covered bridges, and pavilions.

The green mountains and clear waters are connected with each other.

The group of spirit beasts that Feng Xiaobai tamed from the forest ran in the forest and wandered among the pavilions, adding a bit of fairyland to Yingri Peak.

Looking at the overall scene from a distance, Feng Yuanjiu was quite satisfied, but looking at the towering wall on the top of the mountain up close, Feng Yuanjiu was just about to overlook the scenery of Yingri Peak from the sky, when he heard someone knocking on the door outside the magic circle to invite See.