The sun shone brightly, passing through the thick gaps between the leaves, and amid the annoying cicadas, the woodcutter carrying firewood saw two donkeys coming up along the mountain road, squinted his eyes and looked for a while, and grinned.

"So it's Mr. Lu, and Taoist Priest, what are you doing up the mountain?"

Close to Lujia Village and Beicun, most of the local villagers go up the mountain to collect firewood and know each other well. Moreover, Lu Liangsheng is rarely known in this place, so he is naturally recognized.

"Come and take a look at the landscape."

Lu Liangsheng saw the woodcutter's appearance. It was a man from Beicun. He shook his wide sleeves and bowed casually, "Old man, I remember that there seems to be a small waterfall in this mountain, but it is still nearby?"

"Some, some, I just passed there."

The woodcutter turned sideways and pointed to the way he came. Perhaps he was worried that he would neglect the former tribute master in front of him and wanted to help lead the way. Lu Liangsheng smiled and dissuaded him. In his imperceptible movement, his sleeves gently brushed the old man's body and cast a small spell, so that he would not trip over the vine stump on the way to the hill.

He watched the woodcutter leave slowly with three bundles of firewood on his back humming a mountain song. Then Lu Liangsheng pulled the old donkey and the Taoist to continue looking forward.

This mountain is a branch of the entire Qixia Mountain. It also has a small vein called Xiaoquan Mountain. It occupies only a few miles of land, but it is like a human arm, swinging from south to east. The only road to Lujia Village is at the foot of the mountain.

Wow

As the leaves in the dense forest were stroking, Lu Liangsheng slowly pulled the old donkey through the spots of light on the ground. The Taoist followed behind, raised his face from the compass from time to time, and watched around.

"This mountain has a time to whirlpool, and it's no wonder that although there is only a small river in your Lujia Village, the land is so fertile. Fortunately, it is also connected to Qixia Mountain. If it is a single place, then the Tomb Mountain is facing you..."

When the Taoist was running around, there was a faint sound of water coming from the cicadas in his ears. Lu Liangsheng, in front, let the old donkey take a bridle and patted the head, allowing it to stroll nearby by itself.

Turning around, a small waterfall was falling down the mountain wall into the pool below, causing ripples to push to the beach.

"It's here."

Lu Liangsheng sighed. When he was a child, he had come here to play with friends in the village to play in the water. Later, his mother Zhikai was beaten up. Lu Laoshi came to persuade him, but he was cleaned up together and knelt in front of the spiritual seat of his ancestors in the hall.

It's so funny to remember it now.

However, now as a cultivator, the waterfall is clear and contains spiritual light. Although it is weak, it connects the mountain and veins, and connects with Qixia main mountain, and the spiritual energy circulates continuously.

‘No wonder those knights in the world like to stay in seclusion and practice diligently for four or five years, or even longer. This meager spiritual energy is not only improving their skills, but also greatly helping them to understand their minds and enlightenment.’

Looking at the waterfall flowing down, he was slightly ecstatic. In his sight, the Taoist reached out and waved back and forth in front of him.

"Hi, Mr. Lu, wake up!"

"Ha... I remembered some childhood memories and was fascinated."

Lu Liangsheng did not hide his embarrassment at all, and took out the scroll with a chuckled. Occasionally, the sound of wild beasts trampling on fallen leaves came from the forest. Even if it was a big insect, the scholar would not pay attention to it.

When he walked not far away on a stone and spread the scroll, the Taoist on the other side stepped on his footsteps and took strange steps. Whenever he arrived at the expected place, he would stop, pick up a stone, draw a talisman on it with cinnabar, and place it at the position where he stood at his feet.

There were seven places in total. After finishing, I flew up to the cliff and took out a magic knife from my yellow cloth pocket, and carved it on it, and the stone chips fell down.

Not far away, Lu Liangsheng was also busy on his shoulders. Taoist Toad down his arm, swayed to the edge of the pond while stepping on his flippers, looking at the clear water of the pond, sitting on the stone, closing his toad eyes comfortably, enjoying the free time of the mottled sunshine and clear water flowing.

I am more and more fond of this kind of life.

...I feel that even if I am teased and scolded, I will not get angry anymore.

In a comfortable thought, the toad mouth couldn't help but curl up into a big curve towards the sun, showing a peaceful smile.

rustle

The forest rang out, and a wild boar came out of the bush. He carefully looked at the figure in the white and blue robe over there, whispered a long nose, walked away from the small hooves and took a sip, and then suddenly jumped up.

The toad Taoist, who was enjoying the warmth of the sun, yawned lazily.

A black shadow jumped into the pool,

The water splashed, and the toad sitting on the stone was covered with open mouth, and the newly worn short cloud pattern jacket was instantly wet. In a pool of water stains, the toad eyes opened and stared at the water surface with a humming pig's head, its cheeks swollen, and the dense bumps behind it burst out with black purple.

Feeling the demonic aura, the wild boar suddenly became excited, swam to the edge of the pond, spread his hooves and ran away, rushed out of a cluster of shrubs, and turned around and hummed at the toad running here.

The moment the pig's head returned, the donkey's buttocks swaying its tail leisurely in the eyes.

snort?

The pig cried out and his front hooves immediately rushed to the ground.

可

Still hit it directly!

....

Wow

The water flowed to the surface of the pond, and the Taoist on the cliff put his sword down to the ground, patted the dust on his hands, and shouted at the scholar who had already prepared there.

"Old Lu, the rest depends on you."

In front of the flat stone, the scholar held a wide sleeve in one hand and used his magic power to leave the word "Qiankun" on the scroll as if he was lightly speaking. Hearing the Taoist's words, Lu Liangsheng picked up the war painting. The wind blew through the forest and threw it into the air with a loud bang. In the sleeve, he waved his two fingers together.

"go!"

The scroll is like a fish swimming in the air, passing through the branches, flying to the waterfall, and in a blink of an eye, it penetrates behind the water curtain and sticks to the mountain wall.

"The painting is used as a formation, the pen falls into yin and yang, and the method of borrowing the universe"

The breeze in the forest was gentle, and suddenly the wind was violent. The branches and leaves around and the grass shook wildly. The scholars and Taoists were robeing and roaring. In their sight, the aura of mountain spirit and water spirit were pulled from the surroundings like silk and cocoons, and drilled into the scroll behind the waterfall against the mountain wall.

"It's done?" Taoist put away the compass and asked.

"It's still three shorts, and it's still possible to form a formation. Do you think so, Master?"

Lu Liangsheng turned his head and there was a figure of a toad Taoist beside the pool. The Taoist also shouted: "Old toad", and suddenly a smell of blood came.

In the wind blowing, the grass in front of us was rustling, and Lu Liangsheng and Taoist looked solid, and they quickly walked over and opened the grass.

What was exposed was a burning bonfire, a wild boar with a broken belly skewed on a wooden stick and the dripping oil was grilled. The toad Taoist was sitting aside, with his mouth slightly open, and his sticky saliva was squirting down.

When he saw the apprentice and Taoist, he sucked his saliva back and looked at it with a serious look: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay..." Lu Liangsheng's mouth twitched.

The toad snorted and turned back with his double webbeds, picked up his short jacket and baked it by the fire.

"I'll come here to have lunch together if I'm fine. Humph, a little wild boar dares to show off in front of me."

The old donkey chewed the grass, raised his head to look at the toad, and squirted heavily like "Pho", continued to bury his head, and snatched his bald tail leisurely.

"You old donkey...swept my face..."

The fire shook, and the toad Taoist beside him looked at the old donkey over there, and the veins on his forehead bulged, and then he turned to the side.

Lu Liangsheng sat down next to him, handed over a piece of meat from the bottom and said with a smile: "Master and gods are so majestic that they are so powerful that they are so powerful that they don't get angry."

"Who is angry with an old donkey?"

The Toad Taoist was told by his disciples, and he felt that it was indeed the case. He felt a lot more relieved and waved his webbing.

"Hurry up and eat. This is roasted by the teacher. I can't finish it and take it back."

After eating this greasy lunch, Sun Yingxian shivered and ate several fruits from the tree before he improved a lot. After that, he went to three more hills with Lu Liangsheng and placed all the remaining magic circles in one breath.

From a high point, it is faintly connected from the middle line of Qixia Mountain, Xiaoquan Mountain, and Getouling, the back mountain of Qixia, forming a large circle, surrounding Lujia Village in the middle.

The sky was tilted, and the dusk was filled with red red, and the white clothes and blue robe were stroking in the wind. Lu Liangsheng stood in front of the old pine tree teacher's tomb and looked into the mountains. Soon, Hong Lian came to ask him to have a meal, and each person and ghost walked back to the village.
Chapter completed!