The old boat continued to support the artemisia at the bottom of the river, and the ferry was like a fish swimming straight downstream, rushing at lightning. ☆ Pineapple*small☆

In the turbid water in the eyes of ordinary masters, Lao Zhouzi is as insightful as seeing fire, and the essence of the water transportation is even more pleasing.

On this waterway to the River God Temple, occasionally there will be lonely ghosts wandering by. When they see the old boat, they will kneel down and kowtow.

The water flow of the Wave River is rich, and the river god has not taken it heavily, and it has been all taken to the temple, which makes the drowning souls drowned here much less likely to become evil spirits who have lost their intelligence, and is also a merit. However, the price paid by the Wave River Temple is to slow down the birth rate of incense essence. Over time, one pound this year is lost, and eight taels are missing next year. The incense essence that should have been used to shape and temper the golden body rank, and the share is quite considerable. In the eyes of the Jiangshui Jingshen, it is probably the only thing that the river god has really gotten into the brain.

A mountain and river god who relies on the incense of the world is not a Taoist practitioner. The key is that the sacred temple only recognizes bones and beaches as the foundation, and is not among the genealogies of any dynasty. For this reason, the dynasty emperors who sway the upper reaches of the river are vassals. The attitude of the temple built outside the jurisdiction is very subtle. They are not allowed to be sealed or righteous, and do not support the people to go south to burn incense, and do not block the passes along the way. Therefore, the river god Xue Yuansheng, also a lewd temple god who does not belong to the orthodox ritual of the continent, actually pursues the illusory virtue of the vague virtue. Can it be kept by the bamboo basket? What is the meaning of planting trees here and blooming elsewhere?

The most merit is the most difficult thing to predict. If you enter the genealogy of the gods, it is equivalent to evidence. As long as the fortune of a mountain and river is stable, the court's rituals will follow the steps and after inspection, reward according to the rules. Many sequelae will be helped to resist and eliminate many karma. This is the benefit of ensuring income from drought and flood. But without that important identity, it is hard to say. Once a certain citizen successfully makes a wish and pray for blessings, who can guarantee that there will be no mess of causal entanglement in the future?

The goddess who walked out of the mural was in a bad mood and looked depressed.

When it comes to their respective avenues, Lao Zhouzi, the old neighbor, can't say much. The words that comfort people at this time may not be about sprinkling salt from the wound.

Eight pictures of the Goddess of the Mural City have been around for a long time, and even more historically than the Pima Sect. When the ancestors of the Pima Sect crossed the continent to Beijuluzhou, it was very difficult. They chose the site at the southernmost end of the continent, and were forced to do so. At that time, they had to get involved in several domineering sword immortals in the north and could not gain a foothold. They were considered to be far away from right and wrong, and accidentally discovered these unexplained ancient murals. Therefore, the view of the Bones Beach as a Feng Shui treasure land is also an important reason, but the hardships here are hardships and difficulties.

, not to be told by outsiders, Lao Zhouzi watched the Pima Sect establish bit by bit. Just dealing with the Yin soldiers and generals of the ancient battlefield who occupied the land as king, there were no less than twenty earth immortals who fell for this. Even the Yupu realm monks had died in battle. It can be said that if they had not been excluded, they could open up mountains in the central part of Beijuluzhou. The Pima Sect now is very likely to be among the top five sects. This is the premise that the Pima Sect cultivators have never invited the sword immortal to serve as worshipers at the mountain gate.

This was actually the first time Lao Zhouzi saw the true form of a god. Among the eight gods of heaven, there was one of the "Spring Officer", one of the goddesses, who could travel far in his dreams. The Yin Gods of the Great Cultivator left their bodies, and completely ignored many restrictions. He used this to communicate with monks on earth for a brief exchange. In the early years, the goddess visited the Yaoyehe Temple, but not long after, the goddess Chunguan, like Chang Ye, and Zhan Kan, chose the object of service he liked and left the Bones Beach. At that time, both sides made a secret agreement.

Lao Zhouzi will help them set up one or two symbolic tests. In return, they are willing to help three times in the future when the temple is in danger. After that, Baogai and Ganoderma lucidum also left the mural city one after another. After more than five hundred years, the three murals fell silent. The shaking river has now used two opportunities to overcome the difficulties, so Lao Zhouzi is so concerned. I hope that there will be new opportunities on the heads of vulgar or monks. Lao Zhouzi is happy to see it.

Over the past thousand years, the storm has changed. One of the goddesses in the five murals has been killed for the master. They chose to fight with the master to destroy the two. Only the goddesses of the Khan Kan, commonly known as "Immortal Staff", remained, and the goddess of the Chunguan who had disappeared for some reason. Among them, the shabby scholar selected by the former is now a monk on the top of a mountain in the Immortal Realm, and one of the few Taoist monks who had achieved enlightenment in the team that had been traveling to the Overhanging Mountains before.

At this moment, the goddess who was riding on the ferry was not accompanied by the colorful deer on the scroll.

Perhaps because of this, the mural has not faded, otherwise Lao Zhouzi would have to be embarrassed with the goddess.

After a long wait, I finally chose a person who serves with life and death. As a result, the man had no eyesight and failed the test of the sesame size. He even directly applied oil to the soles of his feet and ran away.

If the mural city turns into a white-scanned scroll, wouldn’t it make this Heavenly Official Goddess seem homeless? What’s the difference between this and the drowning ghosts swimming around the swaying river and so many wandering ghosts in the ghost valley of the Skeleton Beach?

As for the true roots of these eight goddesses, Lao Zhouzi was still unaware of the river gods here.

As expected, the monks of Pima Sect knew very little, and it is very likely that the only three elderly ancestors who had achieved success only knew one scale and half claws.

The strangest thing is that the Spring Master Goddess had a secret meeting with Lao Zhouzi that year, and admitted that they had no memory and had no idea how long they had slept. It was not until the monks of Pima Sect opened up a cave and moved the formation that they woke up. The eight murals seemed to be in the mural city, but in fact they were connected. According to the monks at that time, it was a broken secret realm. They also used the mountains, rivers, buildings, flowers, plants, ancient trees, books and other relics to deduce them, trying to follow the clues and find out their own life experience. Unfortunately, there was always a natural chasing and full of fog that could not be solved.

As the River God Temple approached, Lao Zhouzi couldn't help but sigh.

The goddess standing on the other side of the ferry also sighed quietly, especially lingering, as if it was something that never existed in the world.

Lao Zhouzi couldn't help but complain about the young man. What he was thinking. He had observed secretly before, and he was very smart and valued rules. He didn't look like a stingy person. Why did he start to be confused when he was lucky? He really shouldn't have it in his destiny and couldn't even grasp it even if he got it? But it wasn't right. It was able to make the goddess's blue eyes add up, and the body of a thousand golds left the scroll, which shows a lot.

The goddess turned her head and looked, "The male monk who stood by the river before was not one of the three ancestors of the Pima Sect, right?"

Lao Zhouzi shook his head, "I recognize all the three ancestors on the mountain. Even if you show up, you are not a heroic person who likes to trick on your eyes."

The goddess thought for a while, "Observing her demeanor, I remember that a sister had taken a fancy to someone in her early years. She was a young foreigner Jindan monk, which almost moved her heart. But her nature was too ruthless. Following him, she would be bored without suffering or being angry."

Lao Zhouzi was stunned for a moment and asked about the approximate time.

After getting the answer, Lao Zhouzi had a headache and said to himself: "It's not the chromogenic embryo with the surname Jiang, it's a bad species that is so bad that it's so bad."

Unexpectedly, the goddess nodded and said, "It seems that the surname is indeed Jiang. The young man was quite angry at that time. He said that one day, even the fairy sisters looked down on him. He would take away all eight paintings and worship them well, so that he could eat and drink in front of the scroll every day. However, this person spoke frivolously, but his mood was not bad."

Lao Zhouzi asked in confusion: "This guy was a romantic man who showed mercy everywhere back then, why was he ruthless and boring?"

The goddess shook her head and said, "Our method of observing people is directly pointing to the mind and nature. It is not very different from the monks, but also from your landscape gods. This is our innate magical power. We actually don't think it's all good. At first glance, it's full of turbid heart lakes, dirty thoughts, or caves covered with snakes and scorpions, or the charming things with human heads and demons, and many ugly scenes are unbearable. Therefore, we often sleep on purpose, without seeing each other, and we will open our eyes to see if we wake up one day, and we will know that the opportunity has arrived, we will open our eyes."

Lao Zhouzi exclaimed: "The world is extraordinary and extraordinary."

The deer-riding goddess suddenly turned her head and looked at the mural city, narrowing her eyes, with a cold expression, "This guy dares to trek into the mansion!"

Lao Zhouzi had no expression on his face.

I thought I didn't need to guess, it must be the infamous Jiang Shangzhen.

On the other side of the mural city, a large area of ​​secret lanterns on the mountain suddenly went out. The lights should have been bright and the lanterns that only needed to be replaced for a hundred years had a problem, which naturally caused panic. Once the great monks fight here, they can hurt the root of the Pima Sect's landscape formation. The consequences of the mural city collapsed will be unimaginable. Therefore, several monks in charge of the three murals were in charge of the wind and swept the air, looking at the chaotic and chaotic culprits, trying to find out the culprit. Once it was determined that some monks destroyed the mural city and waited for an opportunity to steal the paintings, they had the right to put them on the spot and take action first and then report.

Near one of the walls, when the monk guarding the Pima Sect was distracted from looking into the distance, a wisp of blue smoke first climbed the wall, wandering like a spirit snake, and then instantly rushed into the mural. I don’t know what method I used to directly break the ban on the mural’s magic, flashed like raindrops into the lake, and the movement was subtle, but it still made the immortal monk of the Pima Sect frown and turned his head to look at it. He couldn’t see the clues, and was still worried. He accused the goddess of the mural and walked 1 meter away from the mural and used the unique magical powers of the Pima Sect. His eyes were light golden, and he patrolled the entire mural to avoid missing any clues. He could check it twice, but in the end he could not find any abnormalities.

The ancient mural in front of me, which is one of the three lucky deeds left in the city, is an extremely important picture of the eight female official pictures of the Heavenly Court. In the secret file of the Pima Sect, the goddess painted in the painting rides a colorful deer and carries a wooden sword with the seal script "Happy Wind" on the side of the sword. It has a respectable status and ranks second, but its importance is still above the goddess who is commonly known as "Immortal Staff" but is actually named "Zhenkan" by the Pima Sect. Therefore, the Pima Sect will allow a Jindan Earth Immortal who is expected to enter the fifth realm to supervise here.

The middle-aged monk could not find the answer, but hesitated for a moment. He looked at the shop on the "lightning-shooting" goddess picture in the mural city, and told the young man with the ripples of the heart lake that he asked him to return to the Ancestral Mountain of Pima Zong immediately and told the Zushi Hall that there was something strange about the deer goddess, and that an ancestor must come here to inspect in person.

Although the young man had gone down the mountain to help the childhood sweetheart do business, he was very unconscious, but when he encountered a big event, he said goodbye to the girl, and after walking out of the shop, he looked solemn, and he made a gesture with his fingers and stomped his feet gently. Immediately, a land within the jurisdiction of Pima Sect broke through the ground. It turned out to be a graceful cardamom girl. She raised her arms high and held a sheathless ancient sword with a sharp sword. However, from leaving the mountain-rooted underground palace deep in the ground of Pima Sect to appear, he respectfully handed out the ancient sword that had to sharpen the sword underground all year round. This pretty-looking "land woman" used tricks, and no one could see it under the earth immortal.

The young man thanked him, put his fingers together, and gently wiped it. The ancient sword trembled and broke through the air. The young man stepped on the sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the top of the mural city, and rushed towards the front line. The thick soil layer blessed by the mountains and river formations did not stop the young man from controlling his sword. One person and one sword rushed into the sky, and broke through the sea of ​​clouds like a "white jade belt" on the ancestral mountain of Ma Zong, and quickly headed to the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged monk fell back to the ground and smiled. Although this little nephew was not in the same place as him in the Ancestor Hall, everyone in the sect valued and liked it.

There are many rigid rules in the Pima Sect. For example, except for a handful of people, the other monks must start hiking and climbing the mountain at the Hanging Sword Pavilion halfway up the mountain. No matter if the sky is about to collapse, you have to walk obediently. This young man who has obtained the secret recognition of the half-immortal soldier since childhood is one of the exceptions. It is not that middle-aged monks cannot fly swords to send back to the Ancestral Hall, but there are many inside stories here, even the young man himself is unaware of it. This is also the mystery of the Taoist practice on the mountain. "Know it is not known." Others point it out, and they seem to know it, and the opportunity that might have been obtained will run away.

Therefore, it is best to let the young man report this matter and let him bear more cause and effect. It may not be a good thing, but at least it is not a bad thing.

Although the Pima Sect is extremely powerful and does not mind the blessing of taking away the eight pictures of the goddesses, the young man was the one who had the most hope to seize the opportunity of a mural city since the Pima Sect founded. When the Pima Sect built a large mountain and water formation, it broke ground and dispatched hundreds of mountain-creating puppets, as well as dozens of mountain-moving apes and mountain dogs. Almost ten miles down the mural city, they turned up the mural city to the sky, and so many great monks who left their names on the Pima Sect's ancestors failed to find the ancient sword left by the ancestors of the mountain. This semi-immortal soldier is said to be closely involved with the deer-riding goddess, so the Pima Sect is going to fight for the opportunity of this mural, and Tianyu is not responsible for it.

The young man walked straight to the ancestor's hall with his sword on the sea of ​​clouds.

The three ancestors of the Pima Sect, one of the ancestors, went into seclusion, and the other stationed in the Ghost Valley, continuing to expand the territory.

The only ancestor who was responsible for the mountain was standing at the entrance of the Zushi Hall and asked with a smile: "Lanxi, is it because of such a hurry that there is something wrong with the mural city?"

The young man holding the sword repeated the words of Senior Brother Jindan.

The old ancestor frowned, "Is it the picture of the deer-riding goddess?"

The boy nodded.

The old ancestor grabbed the boy's shoulder, shrank in the mountains and rivers, and in a flash, he came to the mural city, first sent the boy to the shop, and then came to the scroll alone, with the old man's expression solemn.

The middle-aged Jindan monk then realized that the situation was serious and beyond imagination.

The old ancestor sneered: "Good guy, he can silently break the double bans of the two families and break into the secret realm."

The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly.

The old man waved his hand, "Be careful, it's the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain. You don't have to be too nervous when you go to Lanxi to protect it. After all, it's your own territory. I have to go back to the Zushi Hall again and burn incense and knock on the door according to the rules."

The middle-aged monk nodded and went to the store.

On the other side of the store.

The girl asked quietly, "What's going on?"

The young man smiled and said, "I went to the Ancestor Hall."

The middle-aged monk walked into the shop, and the boy wondered: "Senior Brother Yang, why are you here?"

The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "Look at it casually."

The young man in front of me, although he is only at the cave realm, is his junior brother, named Pang Lanxi. The young grandfather is a guest minister of Pima Sect, the main writer of all the goddess galleries in the store. Pang Lanxi, who has excellent talent, is a sword immortal embryo that has never appeared in Pima Sect before. He is also a disciple of the founding of one of the three ancestors of Pima Sect, and is also a disciple of the closed party. Because this Yupu ancestor, who is known as the top ten killing power in the south of Beijuluzhou, once vowed to collect only one disciple in this life in the Ancestor Hall, the ancestor was still a young child. As the direct descendant, it should have been a gratifying event, but the strange-tempered ancestor made the Pima Sect not speak out, and only said a very consistent word that suits the ancestor's temper: Don't worry, wait until my disciple enters the Golden Pill and then enters the world. It will not take a few years anyway.

The middle-aged monk looked at the carefree Pang Lanxi and smiled bitterly. Junior brother, now is the critical period of your great way.

In a secret realm that seemed to be a fairy palace, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, staggered, shook his sleeves, and smiled: "I finally got what I wish, and I can come here to see the peerless style of the fairy sisters."

He shouted softly, "Hey, is anyone here?"

He took a walk slowly, looked around, admired the scenery of the fairyland, suddenly raised his hand, covered his eyes, and muttered: "This is the place of the fairy sisters' boudoir, I should not see what I shouldn't have seen."

To the north of the Bones Beach, a young woman left the mountain of the sect that had just begun to take shape. As the youngest immortal sect leader in the history of Beijuluzhou, she drove a fairy ferry gifted by her senior brother of the Heavenly Lord and rushed south. As a treasure of the immortal ferry, the speed was even higher than that of a cross-continental ferry. She could directly be in the two clouds thousands of miles apart, like a monk slid into an inch, flashing by, silently.

As for the young swordsman wearing a hat on the border of the Skeleton Beach, he bought a heavy book specifically explaining the precautions of the Skeleton Valley on the Skeleton Beach. The book records many taboos and dangerous places in detail. He sat aside in the sun, slowly flipped the book without rushing to pay a toll, and then entered the Skeleton Valley to practice, sharpening his knife without delaying chopping wood.
Chapter completed!