Qiuyi is getting stronger.

Taixing City, at the foot of Zhongnan.

A straight, straight man walks at the foot of the mountain in a single suit, holding a white baby fox in his arms.

Zheng Dong lifted his head and took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling refreshed.

Xi Zhongnan is a Taoist holy land. The legendary Xiuxian asks people incessantly, but Zheng Dong knows that in a spiritual place like Earth, Xiuxian is nothing but delusion.

Even if it is a Taoist holy land, Zhongnan Mountain.

This place is inaccessible. Zheng Dong took the last bus and walked dozens of miles to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing no one left or right, Zheng Dong changed his mind.

He saw a golden flying sword condensing in front of him out of nowhere, Zheng Dong stretched his finger a little, and Yun Shuo's sword grew rapidly.

Ruyi size ban.

It didn't stop until Yunshuo sword became the size of a single bed.

Leaped slightly, Zheng Dong stepped on Yun Shuo's sword.

"Get up!"

I saw Yun Shuo sword slowly lift off, carrying Zheng Dong forward quickly.

东 Zheng Dongpan sat on the flying sword, holding the little white fox in his arms, and the flying sword sometimes penetrated into the clouds and mist, and sometimes came out.

第 一次 For the first time in real life, Zheng Dong did not go too fast.

He doesn't worry about satellites in the sky. In fact, in this dense fog-filled mountain, the satellites in the sky are basically blind.

On the flying sword, a layer of aura enveloped Zheng Dong and the little fox.

Zheng Dong only felt the breeze, and did not feel the huge wind pressure brought by the high-speed flight.

"The North Sea was travelling in the dusk, and the serpent in his sleeve was bold. The three drunk Yueyang did not know him, and Lang Yin flew over Dongting Lake."

Xun flew into interest, and Zheng Dong couldn't help but sing, "Although I don't have a green snake in my sleeve, it's not bad to have you as a little guy."

"啾啾!"

Bai Linger was born and flew into the sky for the first time. The little paws couldn't help holding Zheng Dong's clothes tightly.

"Mo fear, Mo fear."

Pouting, Zheng Dong lowered the flight height and slowed down again.

"You little guy is not as bold as Lu Dongbin's green snake."

How fast the Wu Yujian flew, only a moment, a distant Taoist temple standing in the mountains was faintly visible.

"Go down."

Jin Yunshuo sword landed not far from Taoist Temple.

Zheng Dong took Bai Linger and walked towards Taoist Temple.

The size of the martyrdom temple is not large. Zheng Dong estimates that there are only a few hundred square meters. Except for the Sanqing ancestor dedicated to the front yard, there are only a few living rooms in the back yard.

I walked to the door of Daoguan, and a plaque hung above it, with the words "Chenfengguan" written on it.

The handwriting showed a smell of flowing dust.

Zheng Dong doesn't understand calligraphy, but thinks these words are well written.

"咚咚咚."

He knocked on the door.

"Squeak."

The door of the Taoist Temple opened, and a seven- or eight-year-old boy held out his head and looked curiously at Zheng Dong.

Later, the boy slowly opened the door. He seemed to rarely see strangers. He was a little scared to see Zheng Dong, and he was afraid to say, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your master, Ning Daoxuan."

Xiao Daotong was surprised when he heard the layman calling out his master ’s name, and said, "Dare to ask the layman's name?"

"Zheng Dong."

"Just a moment, I will sue Master."

Seeing that the boy was gone, Zheng Dong waited quietly.

For a moment, Ning Daoxuan, wearing a navy blue robe, led his apprentice and came over with a smile.

"I thought Brother Zheng was just a joke, I didn't expect it to really come."

怎么 "What? Not welcome?"

"Welcome to the extreme."

Suining Dao Xuan rushed Zheng Dong into Taoism.

The two had practiced together at Xiao Huifeng in the flood for more than a month, and they were already very familiar.

Su Ning Dao Xuan didn't evade, and asked, "Why did you suddenly want to come to this mountain?"

"Hey, it's troublesome in the world." Zheng Dong shook his head.

When He heard this, Ning Daoxuan laughed: "Master used to teach me that after entering the world, it was all spiritual practice. The sadness in the mountains is spiritual practice. The red dust is also spiritual practice.

"In the past, Xiandao was unpredictable, and spiritual cultivation is spiritual practice. Now Xiandao is in front of you, and you and I have a limited life. Rolling in that dust is like a waste of time."

Zheng Dong paused, "You are also in the gas refining period in the flood, and you should know that gas refining is only one hundred years old, and the gas refining period has nine layers.

若 If we can't get enough cultivation resources from the floods before the Shouyuan period, in the end, it will be empty. "

Xun Wenyan, Ning Daoxuan nodded in sigh.

"Although the cultivation of floods is difficult, anyway, there are reikis and resources for practice. But in reality, without reikis and resources, it is ten times more difficult to cultivate immortals than floods."

I heard this ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Zheng Dong was silent.

For a long while, he slowly said, "The road to the Immortal Road was originally going against the sky. It is difficult to be normal."

No one, Zheng Dong knows how difficult it is because of the fact that there is no road ahead. If you want to continue to practice, you have to rely on everyone to open up the way.

After spending three days in the conception, Zheng Dong resigned from Ning Daoxuan.

怎么 "Why? Can't stand the pain in the mountains and want to return to the dust?"

Rare, Ning Daoxuan and Zheng Dong made a joke.

Zheng Dong shook his head with a smile: "I think this is a good place."

I didn't give much explanation, Zheng Dong left Taoism with a smile.

Until a few miles away, Zheng Dong walked again with the sword, and flew into the mountains with the little fox.

"That's it."

Jin Yunshuo sword slowly landed on an unknown mountain.

The end of the southern boundary has been out here, but it is in the depths of the Qinling Mountains. There are no people in the area.

But Zheng Dong, as a gas-refining monk, can fly out of the mountains in a blink of an eye under full-speed Royal Sword flying, which is very convenient.

Next, Zheng Dong controlled Yunshuo Sword, and the wood was felled while the sword light was flashing. Then, he built a wooden house with his own hands.

After a few hours, he looked at the humble wooden house in front of him and laughed.

"I'm also a penancer now?"

That being said, Zheng Dong moved all the furniture in the storage ring.

With a few layouts, there is a bit of modernity in the wooden house.

东 Zheng Dong's storage or ring space is not small, one hundred cubic meters in total, in addition to some of the furniture supplies he brought, it is the fox's rations.

After all, Bai Ling'er is just a young weaning fox, not his gas monk.