Chapter 34 Woniu Mountain

These people in the lower realm lost their bodies through the Double Dragon Cloud Pool of the Dragon Slaying Platform. They took dangerous moves and took shortcuts. Four of the six survived, and a 60% survival rate has created the history of the Heavenly Court for thousands of years.

These immortals did not know that the fifth princess hidden behind the scenes had been scattered by the generous Yi Tianxing's golden sword, nor did they know that the Jade Emperor's authority was suffering unprecedented challenges.

They are just middle and low-level immortal generals. They cannot be as casual as the master of the Three Altars Sea Society, and they cannot be as obedient as Erlang Shen. They can only take the risk of going down the world, be careful to lurk, and do the most shameful and dirty job of killers as a dignified immortal.

Autumn in southern China is not solemn and does not mean golden autumn. In Lin Yutang's words, it lacks the flavor of autumn.

Not suitable for travel.

But they are traveling.

Departing from Guangzhou, along the densely woven railway line in the south, pretending to be an ordinary passenger, buying tickets rusty, changing to sleeper berths, looking at all the automatic things around in a novel way, and then waiting for the destination.

The four people were divided into three routes, taking the train to Chengdu, preparing to turn around there and head to Woniu Mountain. They walked north along the railway tracks and entered the capital directly.

Only the leading black-faced immortal did not say where he would go, so naturally the other three immortals would not ask.

Two immortals went to Woniu Mountain. After getting off the train in Chengdu, they squeezed into the crowd with some discomfort and walked carefully to the square. One of them was Emperor Jiang Xiong of Jin Tian, ​​who was the buddy of Emperor Cui Ying who was killed by Yi Tianxing in the heaven. He glanced at the immortal walking beside him. He frowned in the dark.

A group of six immortals came down to the world. The black-faced immortal was Lu Yuehao Tianjun, and a few of them were his four-way travelers, all of whom were common figures in the heavenly court.

Only the immortal who was following me at this time did not know who his surname was, where the immortal palace, and what could he have. Thinking of this, Emperor Jiang Xiong coughed twice and said to the immortal, "Immortal friends, let's go here. Since we are going to hide secretly, it will be difficult to use our magical powers. On the train, I have found out clearly. Later, I will use the bank note in my bag to buy the current ticket for transportation tool. It is called a bus ticket."

The immortal beside him smiled slightly and said, "Go to the emperor, I have something else to do."

Emperor Jiang Xiong was shocked and said softly: "This trip is a secret mission in the Heavenly Court. How dare the immortal friends leave on their own?"

The immortal possessed a young man with weak eyebrows and silver threads in his black hair. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He smiled and said, "It's enough to complete the task. I'm going to go to the provincial capital to stare at that place."

Emperor Jiang Xiong turned his face dark and said, "You dare!"

The unknown immortal turned his face coldly, and a trace of bloody red color suddenly flashed in his pupils. Among the bustling crowd, the strange red color in his eyes did not attract others' attention, but was directly projected into Emperor Jiang Xiong's eyes.

Jiang Xiong suddenly felt his heart tight, as if the red smear quickly entered his eyes and then occupied his spiritual consciousness. He groaned, and his immortal skills were used quickly in his body, pinching his hands like clouds, trying to escape from this restriction, but when the two immortal powers touched, he suddenly felt a sensation of extreme discomfort and rushing to his chest, and his limbs suddenly became weak!

The unknown immortal slowly pulled away the strange redness in his pupils, and Jiang Xiong loosened his limbs. He knew that the other party had let him go. He was scared and shocked. The strength of this immortal should be far above Haotianjun, but why did he be willing to be assigned by Haotianjun?

It seemed to see the doubts in his heart, and the unknown immortal who was traveling with him said coldly: "I just monitor Haotianjun doing his business. He is so timid and dare not enter the provincial capital. The fifth princess must be very dissatisfied. But you don't have to be afraid. You can go to Woniu Mountain according to his dispatch. The two Nanhai monks are not bad at strength, especially the monk Chen from the Five Elements Tumen. You have to be careful."

After all, the Heavenly Court is a place to speak according to strength. Emperor Jiang Xiong found that his strength was far inferior to the one in front of him. Naturally, he bowed his head and thought it was just secretly speculating that this person was the confidant of the fifth princess? He asked softly: "Where is the immortal growing up?"

The unknown immortal said coldly: "I'll go to the provincial capital."

"Huh?" Emperor Jiang Xiong was slightly surprised and thought to himself that although you are above me, if you want to enter the provincial capital and face the Great Sage, you are still looking for death. But he dared not speak out, so he had to ask for advice: "Immortal Immortal Immortal I have not yet known."

The immortal smiled slightly and said, "I am a person in Qixia Palace, and I often ride white hair to escape thousands of miles."

Emperor Jiang Xiong praised in surprise: "It turns out that it is Master Zhang. I will be neglected in the next few days. Come and ask for forgiveness."

Master Zhang said lightly: "You go, I'm going to the provincial capital to keep an eye on it."

When Emperor Jiang Xiong was sent onto the bus to Wenjiang, Master Zhang frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. There was always a trace of unshakable anger and hatred in his eyes. I don’t know who he hated and why he had to go to the provincial capital. It seems that this person must have some lingering hatred in the provincial capital.

After leaving Ximen Station and walking towards Dujiangyan in the northwest for a long time. When he was about to arrive in Pi County, in a secluded valley outside, Master Zhang took out a piece of ordinary white wool paper from his arms, then tore it a few casually, then used his hand as a sword to sing the immortal skills and politely sing the faint fairy aura.

"Change!"

With a clear shout, Master Zhang threw the white paper with fairy energy into the air. A clear light appeared in the air. The white paper swayed in the wind and slowly unfolded, but it turned out to be the shape of a donkey torn into paper.

The clear light reappeared, and with the sound of "Hungry!", the paper donkey fell to the ground and turned into a donkey with white hair all over it.

"What are you hungry?" Zhang Xianshi Qiang smiled, but there was a hint of hatred in his smile. "Du'er, let me take revenge. I can't do anything to Yi Tianxing, but I want to kill the bald donkey who sells friends for honor, otherwise how can I relieve my hatred?"

Master Zhang lightened his body and rode upside down, walked slowly towards the eastern provincial capital without any haste.

Kick and tick, hoof sounds.

There are four wonders in Sichuan: the wonder of Jiuzhai, the beauty of Emei, the secludedness of Qingcheng, and the danger of Jianmen.

The first three of them have now become tourist attractions. After two thousand years, the airport in Jiuzhaigou was also under construction, but Jianmen was left. For some reason, tourism could not be developed. In the next few years, the Xiong Pass was rebuilt, and another fire was caused, which was very unlucky.

Jianmen is steep and steep, far away from the big city, and inconvenient roads, so this may be one of the reasons why tourism is not a climate. It is surrounded by mountains everywhere, and although the greenness is attractive. Although the scenery is pleasant, the farmers and villagers are only feeling obstruction and poverty.

Woniu Mountain is in the most dangerous deep mountain around Jianmen. The valley is secluded. It is surrounded by cliffs, and very few people come, but what is amazing is that under a large cliff, a gentle green slope suddenly formed, about the size of a dozen acres, just like a small green droplet suddenly appeared in a large limestone mirror, which was really a trick to achieve.

Although this hillside is small, it has been reclaimed by the hardworking Sichuan people for many years. Some of them are called "Central Liangzi". However, after the reform and opening up, people were moved and more than a dozen families who originally lived here moved out for various reasons, leaving Xiaoqingping, where transportation was extremely inconvenient.

Now, there are only two families left on the ridge of Woniu Mountain. One is surnamed Chen and the other is surnamed Liang. Two earthen houses live next to each other. Outside the house is a large green bamboo forest, and in front of the house is an old spring well shared by the two families. I don’t know how this well was drilled on the beams on the ridges on the hillside.

There was a slight smell coming from the left side, and it was thought it was a pigpen.

There is a square stone plaque in front of the earthen house. There is about 20 square meters. It seems that a whole stone is stuck in the soil. The stone surface on it just now exposed. It is really a coincidence.

On the stone plating, some dried corn kernels were scattered, and a group of yellow ducklings were fighting for food with a group of red chickens. A kind-faced woman with a somewhat fat face was maintaining order, and she kept booing her mouth, but a smile on her face seemed very happy.

At the door of the earthen house behind the stone ping, the threshold was about as high as the knee. At this time, a small table was placed on the threshold, with some boiled tender peanuts, peeled eggs divided into two petals, and a few tempting red peppers.

Next to the side dish is a corn liquor filled with an old mineral water bottle. Two old men are drinking one cup after another, and they puff their mouths from time to time, making them look extremely happy. Sometimes they pick up two peanuts and throw them into their mouths, or pick up chopsticks, dip them in the rotten eggs and melt the ginger, and then send them to their mouths to stretch their strength.

A peanut and a sip of wine, a sharp egg mud was drunk for half a day, and the sun shone from the other end of the mountain, shining on the somewhat torn clothes of Chen Sanxing and Liang Siniu. The two old farmers squinted their eyes slightly, which was so happy.

The quiet and poor life was broken by two rays of light and shadow.

Chen Sanxing narrowed his eyes slightly, took out the high threshold with his left foot, stood up, walked to the stone plaza, stood beside the solid bamboo trunk, and watched the abnormal movements in the mountains.

A shadow came from the sky, with a red color, and seemed to be competing for the sunshine. It flew closer, and then I found that the person who came had wings, which were extremely large, several meters long, much larger than a mountain eagle. Moreover, the wings did not flap, and seemed to just slide along the airflow toward this side.

Another shadow came along the cliff. The black shadow was full of cruelty, and he could feel his powerful strength from afar. The black shadow moved forward quickly on the steep cliff like a squirt of smoke, without any stagnation, and was more agile than a monkey.

Chen Sanxing's pupils shrank slightly, and he could see at a glance that the two people who came were much stronger than human cultivators.

Liang Siniu also quickly stood up, his strong chest was exposed, and he twisted his ankles gently, preparing to fight like a track and field athlete - this small mountain village hasn't had a fight for many years.

With a "suddenly!", Yi Zhu put away his red wings and landed gently on the stone plaza, complaining to Chen Sanxing: "Move early, live so far."

"It turns out it's Brother Yi." Chen Sanxing was stunned at first and rubbed his eyes. It was true that this little fat man with wings had met a little guy a few years ago. He couldn't help but be happy and greeted his fat guest. "This is Yi Tianxing's son, and he was from the photo he wrote in the last letter."

The fat guest walked up to him with some fear and cowardice and smiled. It seemed that Aunt Chen rarely saw a child.

Yi Zhu smiled and raised his eyebrows twice: "Mr. Chen, you actually remember me."

"Yes, yes." Chen Sanxing's face wrinkles were very deep. After a smile, his forehead suddenly turned into mountains and rivers. He walked forward and gently touched Yi Zhu's head. From the corner of his eyes, he stared at the black shadow rising rapidly from the bottom of the mountain.

Well, the crawling posture is indeed very similar to a dog.

Although Yi Zhu has always hated others touching his head to show affection, the human farmer and monk in front of him is a person his parents like, so he had to touch Chen Sanxing with a bitter face, stammer his neck, and keep moving.

"Here." Liang Siniu stood by the bamboo fence, staring at the black shadow at the foot of the mountain. He reminded in a silence that he took off his shoes and was about to stomp his feet.

"All the way." Xiao Yizhu quickly reminded.

Chen Shuping stood proudly on the stone plaza outside the earthen house, disdaining to deal with these monks on earth. However, his spiritual sense found that these two old farmers had a deep cultivation and were the top figures in the world. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When he thought about the scene of this peasant monk of the same clan fighting with the prince of the Western blood clan that year, he couldn't help but wonder, could a human monk in a small mountain village be so powerful?

The small wooden table was moved to the stone ping, and Liang Siniu and Aunt Chen went into the kitchen to get some food. Chen Sanxing was alone with the guest outside and invited Chen Shuping twice. Chen Shuping couldn't stand his face after all, so he sat down reluctantly, and Yi Zhu glared at him.

"Why didn't your parents come? The last letter said that they should come again in the past two years." Chen Sanxing looked at Yi Zhu gently.

Yi Zhuzheng grabbed the boiled peanuts with empty hands and ate them. After listening to the question, he quickly replied: "Dad is here to heaven, and my mother is in the provincial capital to guard the house."

This sentence scared Chen Sanxing and said quickly: "Xiao Yi has already cultivated the Great Way?"

Xiao Yizhu laughed dryly. I don’t know how to answer, could it be that his father was going to fight the “Big Road”?

Chen Shuping couldn't help but sneer.

Chen Sanxing quickly called out, "This fellow disciple, eat something casually, and it's still working in the kitchen." He could naturally see that the man named Chen Shuping in front of him was unfathomable, but he was indifferent by nature and didn't care.

Chen Shuping was a little impatient, coughed twice, and gave Xiao Yizhu a wink: "Hurry up and talk about the serious matter."

"Oh." Yi Zhu wiped his watery hands on his body, turned to Chen Sanxing and said, "Old man, someone from heaven has killed you, let's retreat quickly."

"Ah?" Chen Sanxing was indifferent again, and he was still frightened when he heard the news. His face was full of wrinkles. "What's going on? Old man, I've been doing something that is harmful to the world in the past few decades. What's going on?"

Xiao Yizhu scratched his head worriedly, thinking that this person was indeed too tragic, and explained: "You two and my father used to knock on the battlefield east of the provincial capital to kill the two elders. This elder is regarded as the direct trusted unit of the immortals in the heavenly realm on the earth, so people are coming to take revenge."

The house began to be cleaned up on Woniu Mountain and was about to go back to the provincial capital with Yi Zhu. Looking back at the old but still strong earthen house, Chen Sanxing stumbled his dry lips slightly, as if he was reluctant to let it go.

He was a fat guest, looking at the yellow ducklings and chicks in the yard, and was even more reluctant to leave. His eyes were slightly wet, and he kept wiping the lower corners of his clothes.

"We're leaving, who will feed the pigs?"

Liang Siniu put on the Nike shoes given to him by Yi Tianxing, prepared to be a tourist, and carried about 200 kilograms of bacon on his shoulders, standing next to Yi Zhu.

Yi Zhu said curiously: "Why bring so much succulent?"

Liang Siniu responded in a humming voice: "I sent it to your house two years ago. Your father said he liked this, so last year we marinated it a little more and used pine branches to taste better."

He stood by the cliff with his hands behind his back and looked at Chen Shuping below, and suddenly said quietly: "Since you are reluctant to leave, don't leave."

Xiao Yizhu walked to him, only two-thirds of his height, and he also held his hands in a proper manner, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Yes, let's just stay here and kill them and you'll get married."

On the distant mountain road at the foot of the mountain, there was a man walking alone. From such a distance, only Yi Zhu and Chen Shuping could see clearly. He was a young man who was constantly scratching his body, as if he was very itchy, and he seemed to feel something was about to come out of his body.

"I'll go."

Chen Gougou and Yi Xiaoniao said at the same time, then looked at each other and refused to give in, as if they were fighting for food.

"I want to live, so I'll go." Chen Shuping's words were very convincing. Immediately afterwards, his figure fainted and passed through the bamboo fence, along the steep cliff bare rock at an angle of 90 degrees, running downwards, turning into a black shadow.

As the shadow passed, gravel flew around, and broke a straight line on the cliff, and at the end of the line, it was directed towards the immortal in the lower realm.
Chapter completed!