Zhou Dao came out of the white mist, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, and there was even an unsatisfactory smile on his face.

That expression was very much like Wang Xiaoyi who stayed in the Zuichun Tower for a whole night back then, when he left the building in the morning, he turned around and thought about it.

Last night, the lights were full of sorrow, and under the peak, I suddenly saw the cave, as if there was light, it was very narrow at first, and then drove straight in, and the clouds and rain suddenly rose, like a flood breaking a bank, and the ocean was wanton.

That kind of feeling is straight to the heavens, with a long aftertaste, which makes people feel satisfied, suddenly like a sage, regaining consciousness, and full of expectations for the future.

Zhou Dao didn't expect that he would break through after walking through the white mist once.

Yuan Wang Qi returned to Yuan Huaye, and finally, like the evil dragon Qi, they both stepped into the Yuan Yuan Realm.

Now, his strength has skyrocketed again.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao couldn't help turning his head, he had never entered the sacred tomb, but he yearned for it even more.

The strong appeal is still there, hooking his instinct, just like a drunkard seeing fine wine, a swordsman chanting the Excalibur.

Zhou Dao's thoughts were all in the Ping'an Ruins, the expression on his face was uncontrollable, the smile did not fade, and he didn't notice the expressions of everyone at all.

"He actually came out? An outsider, who set foot in the Ping'an Ruins, can retreat completely?"

"For three hundred years, only the head teacher can survive entering the sacred tomb without permission."

"He... who is he? He is not a disciple of our Longhu Mountain, why didn't he die in it?"

In front of the ancient Qingshi road, the disciples of Longhushan were completely overwhelmed. They stared at Zhou Dao with amazed and astonished eyes, as if they were examining heresy.

A hundred years ago, under the heavy pursuit of Longhu Mountain, someone forced his way into the Ping'an Ruins, and after three years, he came out alive.

That man's name is [Mijueluo], and he is the current head teacher of Longhu Mountain.

But... there was only one special case in the past three hundred years.

What is this kid?

"Miss, this person entered the sacred tomb without dying, and sent it back to Longhu Mountain, I'm afraid..."

"Shut up."

Chi Beilan looked solemn, she naturally knew the seriousness of this matter.

Outsiders are puzzled, but as a disciple of Longhu Mountain, they are well aware of the importance of this matter. If it is really reported back to Longhu Mountain, many elders who are practicing seclusion to avoid death will be alarmed.

The man who died in the tomb is still in the world, holding the supreme authority of Longhu Mountain.

Now there's another one out? What would those old monsters think?

Obviously, almost everyone was aware of this, and looked at Zhou Dao with three-point blazing and seven-point surprise.

Even top experts like Ming Donglou, Xu Weiyi, Ling Yexu, and Chi Beilan couldn't take their attention away from Zhou Dao.

"Little Thirteen, come here."

Zhou Dao beckoned, and the chubby pounced on him.

Zhou Dao hugged it and weighed it in his hand: "You can go in now."

"Am I alone?" The thirteenth prince hesitated, looking at the white mist, obviously a little scared.

"Don't be afraid, you are the heir of Emperor Qin, your ancestors once conquered this world."

Zhou Dao whispered, Yu Guang glanced at the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain intentionally or unintentionally.

After the Taizu established the country, he once visited Longhu Mountain and entered the sacred tomb alone.

At that time, the Taoist sect was suppressed for five hundred years, and Longhushan was closed to hide from the world.

How overbearing is that?

Now, Taizu's blood has returned to this place, so how can he be afraid.

"Arrogance." Xu Weiyi said coldly.

This period of time is the last thing Longhushan wants to face, because of this reason, the relationship between Longhushan and the court has always been delicate.

"You should be regarded as the only member of the royal family who can enter the ancestral tomb of Longhu Mountain after the Great Ancestor." Zhou Dao rubbed the little fat man's head.

After Taizu, there is only one person.

At this moment, no one knows what terrible impact this little chubby man will have on the world in the future when he enters the sacred tomb today.

"Master, can you go in with me?" Xiao Shisan begged.

He grew up in the palace since he was a child, and besides his mother and concubine, the person he trusted the most was Zhou Dao.

Everyone else dotes on him, respects him, and fears him.

Only Zhou Dao will not be as powerful as those people, he will beat him, scold him, and if he is unhappy, he will slap his ass.

Of course, the most thoughtful thing is to teach him.

Although most of those are the credit of the land king Shituo.

"I'll wait for you here and guard the gate for you." Zhou Dao said firmly.

Xiao Shisan hesitated for a moment, then nodded immediately.

Before this trip, the imperial concubine Chen had already urged her to enter the sacred tomb to represent his father and emperor, and she must not retreat before the battle, and she had to get involved in it despite all the difficulties and dangers.

This was a reward that his brothers couldn't ask for.

"Master, I'm going."

Xiao Shisan clenched his fists, turned his head away, and stared at the crystals in his eyes.

The little guy turned around and rushed into the vast white mist. It seemed that if he slowed down a little, he would hesitate a little bit, and in the end even the courage he had worked so hard to muster would be exhausted.

rumbling...

The white mist surged like a sea of ​​clouds, and the bell rang.

The huge talisman lit up on the ground, glowing with profound light, illuminating the road ahead, and also illuminating the entire Zhenlu Mountain.

…

Late at night, Longhu Mountain.

An ancient well reflects the bright moon.

An old man with white beard and hair was sitting in Gujing Bian, holding a slender purple fishing rod, fishing.

The old man was wearing a coarse sermon robe, his body was slightly tilted, and he was drowsy.

"Uncle Master!?"

At this moment, a tentative call came, and the young Taoist priest next to him looked over.

The old Taoist didn't move at all.

"Uncle Master!?"

The young Taoist couldn't help but raised his hand, reaching under the old Taoist's nose.

"Not dead yet."

The old Taoist let out a breath and tightened his grip on the fishing rod in his hand.

"Uncle Master, you are asleep."

"Nonsense, I was thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

"Emperor Ziwei star is very bright tonight, the world's kingly spirit is fluctuating, dragons and snakes are rising and falling, the sky is showing war, and the general situation in the future...is chaotic." The old Taoist murmured softly.

"Uncle Master, Emperor Qin's son has entered the Ping'an Market." The young Taoist said suddenly.

"After Qin Taizu, there are still people from their lineage." The old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

"That scoundrel is right."

"What's the meaning of Master Uncle?" The young Taoist asked, puzzled.

"Back when Qin Taizu destroyed the previous dynasty, he divided the monsters in the world into seventy-two caves, and granted ghosts and gods. They once came to our Longhu Mountain."

The old Taoist muttered, his eyes dimmed, and he mentioned a past event.

The dusty years narrated in his mouth.

"That scoundrel is an unprecedented freak. He brought a handful of incense and a handful of paper money, and laid them in front of the gate of Longhu Mountain, saying that a new dynasty was established. In order to show respect for Longhu Mountain, he wanted Enter Ping'an Ruins and pay homage to the ancestors of the past dynasties."

Having said that, the old Taoist blew his beard and stared.

"This..." The young Taoist was at a loss for words for a moment, such words were too high-sounding.

How could a place like Ping'an Ruins allow a master like Qin Taizu to set foot there! ?

"How can the ancestors let him in?"

"The ancestors naturally declined. Qin Taizu said that the guest is up to the owner. As long as someone in Longhushan can take the fragrant paper money from him, he can let Longhushan worship on his behalf."

"Using force to force people?"

"Not really." The old Taoist shook his head.

"Qin Taizu said that in order to show respect, Longhu Mountain can go up together."

"What a boldness." The young Taoist couldn't help sighing, dare to challenge the Dragon and Tiger Mountain up and down by himself, after all, only Qin Taizu.

"Then he..."

"He finally went in." The old Taoist sighed: "He can go in not because of his status as the Great Qin Taizu."

"Just because he is invincible."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist couldn't help sighing, when the most powerful man in the world has the most powerful power, the achievements he created are naturally unparalleled in all ages.

In front of Longhushan, Qin Taizu entered the Ping'an Ruins and left one thing there.

One day, he said, his descendants will come and take it away.

"After so many years, Qin Taizu's gatha has come true."

With a sigh, the fishing rod in the old Taoist's hand suddenly shook, the water rippled in the ancient well, and the sound of beast roars could be heard faintly.

The young Taoist listened, frowning slightly: "Uncle Master, there is one more thing."

"Has anyone entered the Ping'an Ruins and retreated completely?"

The old Taoist whispered: "After Mijueluo, there is such an anomaly."

"Hey, you head teacher, when you were young, you once met a drunk lunatic. This person's origin is unpredictable, and he has never shown his feet until now."

"He was able to enter the Ping'an Market without dying. It should be related to this drunk maniac. As for this young man..."

The old Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with deep meaning.

Back then, among the disciples of Longhu Mountain, Mi Jueluo was the one he valued the most.

It's a pity that Mi Jueluo was arrogant and unruly at that time, and he caused many disasters. The most important thing for the old Taoist priest was the wine lunatic who was both an enemy and a friend.

With the practice and status of the old Taoist priest at that time, he couldn't see the number and origin of the drunk maniac.

Dragons and tigers are born of Taoism in the world, and even Longhu Mountain can't see the history, which makes it very demonic.

The old Taoist has been paying attention for many years, but he has not been able to catch the clues of the drunk maniac.

Thirty-three years ago, when the previous King Yuan was born, the wine lunatic finally showed a flaw.

It's a pity that Mi Jueluo made a move. At that time, he had already assumed the position of head teacher of Longhu Mountain. If he was powerful, who in the world would dare to act rashly?

In this way, the old Taoist missed again.

"That wine lunatic... I heard from my master that the head teacher has half a gourd of fine wine, and every year on the ninth day of September, he will take it out, just look at it, and don't drink it."

"Hmph." The old Taoist snorted coldly.

"Master Uncle, who is that drunk lunatic? He actually made the Headmaster so fancy!?"

"I want to know too." The old Taoist blew his beard, and immediately smiled lightly: "But it's almost too soon, the wine lunatic still showed his flaws."

"flaw?"

"On the ninth day of September, the kid that Wang Tong made an appointment to fight... It seems that he was trained by that drunk lunatic."

"Lin Jie!?" The young Taoist was taken aback.

He didn't expect that there was such a layer of karma between that demon king and Longhushan.

"On the ninth day of September, I don't believe that drunken maniac can continue to hide." The old Taoist said, "As for the young man... entered the Ping'an Market without dying... Just fish for a while."

As he spoke, the fishing rod in the old Taoist priest's hands trembled more violently, and the roar of beasts came from the bottom of the well, and the undulating waves shattered the phantom of the bright moon.

…

In the dead of night, Zhenlu Cave Mansion.

This is the dojo of Ming Donglou, a mansion opened in the mountains, which is different from ordinary imagination.

There are spiritual grasses and strange trees in the front, and mountain springs and streams in the back. The training ground is as round as a disk, which is bigger than the courtyard where Zhou Dao lived in Yuyaosi.

In addition, there are alchemy room, talisman making room, weapon refining room, medicine storage room, treasure cabinet and so on.

Almost the entire mountain was opened up and became the dojo of Mingdonglou.

"You Longhushan is really generous, how much does it cost?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be speechless.

In the deep mountains, opening up such a cave is really a Taoist method.

"It's very easy. This is a treasure of our Longhu Mountain. It's called [Lingfu Seed]. Entering the mountain, it turns into a ready-made cave." Ming Donglou said.

The Lingfu Seed is a secret treasure made by Longhu Mountain. It is especially suitable for Taoist priests to go out to practice and open up a Taoist temple in the deep mountains. If you throw a thumb-sized seed at will, it will become the Immortal Cave Mansion.

The most convenient thing is that if you leave, you can also activate the secret talisman to condense the entire cave into a seed and carry it with you.

The [Lingfu Species] bought by Mingdonglou is only a primary version, and there are more advanced ones. It is said that there are special female spirit puppets in it, so that some male monks with special needs can comprehend the meaning of yin and yang while practicing. mystery.

In addition, there is also the Spirit Beast Garden, and the Fairy Bird Garden specializes in raising rare monsters, which is more suitable for Zhou Dao.

Even, it can be customized according to the needs, of course, the price will be higher.

However, Longhushan disciples all have discounted prices, and the higher the status, the greater the discount.

"Are you Longhushan still recruiting people?" Zhou Dao asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Ming Donglou looked suspiciously.

"I mean how do you sell this [Lingfu species]?" Zhou Dao laughed dryly.

This is really a good thing. If Zhou Dao could have this thing in his previous life, he could become a patriarch-level figure in terms of real estate. Anyone surnamed Xu, Wang, or Pan would have to stand aside.

"Essential Lingfu species only need 3,000 True Pills." Ming Donglou said.

"Really Dan!?" Zhou Dao's eyes widened, and his expression became strange.

The process of cultivating the real realm is the process of continuously improving the real energy.

Zhenzhen Dan is a great medicine for tempering true qi. It needs thousands of medicinal materials to be smelted in one furnace, so it is quite precious.

In the capital, a True True Pill requires hundreds of red gold.

Only the low-level Lingfu species need 3,000 True Pills! ?

"Brother Zhou, if you want it, I can come forward and buy it. You only need 2,100 Zhenzhen pills."

As Mingdonglou, you can get a 30% discount, as his cave is transformed by a mid-level spiritual mansion, which originally required 8,000 True Pills.

But in the end, Mingdonglou bought it for only 5,600 Zhenzhen Pills.

For the Taoist Realm, Zhenzhen Dan is hard currency.

"Two thousand one..." Zhou Dao laughed dryly twice.

"I live in the capital city all the year round, so it's not suitable for the environment in the mountains, so I don't want it... Hahaha... Thank you, Brother Ming, for your kindness."

"Brother Zhou, if you want, just come to me."

With that said, Ming Donglou arranged for everyone to live there.

There are more than 300 quiet rooms in this cave, and the floors of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com are all made of purple heart warm jade. I have to say that you get what you pay for. This kind of materials and enjoyment are indeed worthy of this price.

In the end, even Ha Shiqi, Xiao Hei Hei and Xiao Deng each got a quiet room.

"It's finally time to sacrifice."

Back in the quiet room, the urging rune can isolate everything.

Zhou Dao couldn't wait to take out the corpse of the Night Crying Mantis.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and the blood flew out and penetrated into the corpse of the Night Crying Mantis.

[Sacrifice to the Night Crying Mantis, and get rewarded with the secret method "Five Gods Collection"]

A mechanical voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind, followed by a stream of information composed of golden runes.

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