Dao Fruit

"Who is here? Dare to come to Fenglingdao Mountain Gate and act recklessly!"

The sound was like thunder, the sword light flashed, and in an instant, half of the sky was illuminated with colorful lights.

In the village at the foot of the mountain, there are many Jianghu people staying here. Some of them have heard rumors and know that there are immortals here, so they come here to try their luck and seek immortality. Some of them want to meet at famous mountains. , to compete in martial arts.

However, at this moment, looking at the shining light on the mountain, many people in the martial arts world were fascinated, unable to control themselves, and determined to find out.

You know, many well-known immortal seekers have gone up to the mountain, hoping to explore the path of immortality and find the fate of immortality. They have even explored some of the most dangerous places in the mountain, but most of them have not found anything. Some traces also disappeared in a moment.

Over time, many people thought it was just rumors and couldn't find them, so they decided to leave. However, some people remained infatuated and stayed, hoping that one day the immortals on the mountain would favor them for their sincerity.

During this period, strange scenes occasionally appeared, but they were fleeting. Many people disappeared for no reason. Some were said to have been taken away by immortals, but more people would appear in a few days or even months later. Bones were found somewhere in the mountains.

It can be said that for this fairy fate in the mountains, people in the world have really paid a lot and lost a lot, but there are almost no traces of real immortals.

However, at this moment, without warning, the earth shook, the mountains shook, and the swords flashed like rain. Such a grand and extraordinary scene was unfolding in front of them. How could they remain calm? Naturally, everyone showed their talents at the first opportunity and left, unwilling to miss this opportunity.

Compared with these outsiders, the people who have lived here for generations immediately knew that it was the immortal master on the mountain who was doing it, and they stopped working one after another. Under the leadership of the village elders, we worshiped towards the mountain peak.

When they kowtowed, they even chanted ancient prayer words.

This kind of speech is different from Darui's current speech. At first glance, it sounds like a buzzing sound, but you can distinguish it carefully and hear the charm inside.

It's just a complex and changeable voice. It should not be mastered by villagers who make a living by farming, because their voices cannot be recorded on paper, so if they want to be passed down, they can only rely on word of mouth. However, this is undoubtedly one of the most easily distorted and distorted inheritances. Law.

In the sound of prayer, the villagers' thoughts floated up together with the sound, swaying straight into the sky, and then they were pulled by a force and gathered towards the top of the mountain!

Around the top of the mountain. Surrounded by rays of sword light, various colors of brilliance and magical power fluctuations are blooming. Some are imprisoning, some are piercing, and some are cutting...

Magical powers vary in the power they can display. There are traces of what goes back and forth, various methods of control and destruction.

In the center surrounded by sword light, there are flames beating endlessly and spreading the aftermath. The sword formation formed by forcing many monks was difficult to truly gather.

The scene in the fire changes, as if there is a world hidden inside. You can often see human figures passing through the streets, cities, and farmlands. As the flames expand, the large space on the top of the mountain is infested with turbidity, as if it is coming to the world.

But often when the sword light flashes, a flame is about to burst, and the people, buildings, scenery, and ground in the fire are also shattered. But the next moment, the flames are added, and they are still strangled by the sword light.

Generally speaking, monks who can control sword light are in the third realm.

The souls of monks in the third realm of sexual cultivation can travel during the day, remotely sense gains and losses, and attach themselves to non-spiritual foreign objects to drive them out; and those who cultivate life in the third realm can even take the form of seven souls. It can be transformed into illusory objects with ghost shadows, or it can be tempered outside and move by thoughts.

However, this third-level monk is not a soldier in Donghua Darui. If he is placed on the border of Jiannan, he is enough to become the overlord of a party. Naturally, he is not a simple person. But the person who is driving the sword light on the mountain now, at a glance , there are also hundreds of people.

If there are really a hundred monks in the third realm, what is the concept?

It’s enough to subvert the dragon vein of a small country!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out from the surging firelight——

"Stop! Stop! I told you! I am your uncle. What are you doing with the sword formation? This sword formation will consume the spiritual energy of the mountain guarding formation. If you are not careful, the foundation of the formation will be shaken. , let the filth below come out a little, what should we do?”

The sound beat with the flames, as loud as a bell, and even caused waves of ripples in the flames! Spreading around, forming a heat wave and strong wind!

"Huh? Do you even know the secrets in the mountains? Who are you?" A chubby middle-aged man in the sword array was stunned and asked sharply.

The voice deep in the flame said: "Didn't I tell you, Taoist priest? Let you hold back the light of the sword for the time being so that I can show you my true body. My true body is very fragile. If it is not protected by the bronze furnace, They might be scattered by the wind, let alone strangled by this spirit sword formation!"

"That's nonsense. If you have such means, how fragile will your real body be? You're just hiding your face, so why speak like that!" The fat middle-aged man spoke again, and he himself noticed the voice and tone coming from the flames. Similar to Taoist Master Fei Bao, but someone had infiltrated the sect not long ago, which already made him alert, and he did not dare to take it lightly again.

"What a good Qin Nianzi, I've already said this and you still want to use provocation to make me show up. Why don't you just do it like you did when you were a child, catch me first and then spank you! Don't think I'm really afraid. With this sword formation, if you weren't worried about the mountain gate, hum..." The voice in the fire changed, showing a little anger.

As the angry words came out, the entire flame suddenly rose up, and the turbid world inside it suddenly became clear, and a strange light burst out, which was actually similar to the sword light around it!

Boom!

At this moment, the top of the mountain was turbulent, and the entire Jinding Mountain seemed to collapse, but at this moment...

"Feibao, you're going to tear down the mountain gate! Have you forgotten the lesson thirty years ago? What did my brother tell you at that time?" A low, slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the sky that day.

Then, there was a loud dragon roar, the sound was like waves, like substance, rolling in, whether it was the light of the sword or the light of fire, it would collapse if it touched it!

"No! It's the second senior brother!" Then, a cry came from the flames, exuding an aura of frustration.

Many monks in the surrounding sword light also felt something in their hearts. They followed the sound and looked up to the sky. What they saw was a Taoist priest with a dragon on his feet!

This Taoist priest has a face with Chinese characters, bright eyes, and a mustache. He comes riding a dragon, his clothes are blown by the strong wind, as if he has banished an immortal to the earth, and his momentum is extraordinary.

When this person spoke, he was still deep in the sky. Then there was a sound of wind and the dragon had arrived in front of the mountain! Only then could we see that the Taoist priest was actually holding a person in his hands. He looked quite old and well-dressed, with a white lotus printed on his chest.

"I've seen Uncle Feilong!" The fat middle-aged man looked happy when he saw the visitor, "You are back, old man!"

"I've seen my uncle..." As his voice fell, the other sword lights also stopped, and he saw a famous monk performing a clasping fist salute on the flying sword. He actually stopped besieging the place he came from, as if there was no trace of him. Don't worry.

However, most of the monks were swaying on the flying sword, rising and falling with the flying sword. Instead of controlling the flying sword, they seemed to be supported by the flying sword.

"Okay, everyone, get up. You don't need to besiege him. That person in the furnace is not the accomplice of the person from the past few days. It is indeed Feibao. Somehow he became like this." As the Dragon-Taoist priest spoke, he put the accomplice in his hand. He threw the person forward and handed it over to the nearest monk. "The person who was spying on the Soul Sealing Land that day was quite vigilant and failed to catch it. However, if this person contacts that person, we may be able to interrogate something."

The fat middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this and said subconsciously: "Is this really Master Fei Bao? But I heard..."

"Okay, no need to say so much. You are making such a fuss here. The mortals under the mountain have long been in chaos. If you continue to stay, you will violate the agreement of the year. It is inevitable to leave people behind. They are all like a mountain."

Hearing this, the cultivators looked back and noticed that in the mountains not far away, figures could be seen rising and falling. They were obviously masters in the mortal martial arts world and had come nearby.

On the other side, the Feilong Taoist priest raised his sleeves and waved, and a gust of wind passed by. The sword light in the sky and the copper furnace on the top of the mountain disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Feilong glanced at the approaching figures not far away, and pondered for a moment.

"Well, this is also fate. Since I can see this scene, whether it is a long-term wait or a coincidence, it is destined. If I forcefully reverse it and end up in a lower position, I will leave something behind." The thought fell. , the flying dragon raised its foot and stepped on it, and the scales fell down from the dragon's body.

Then, the dragon shook, and he disappeared.

The next moment, in the empty mountain cave in Jinding Mountain, the dragon appeared and flew towards the depths of the dark cave. The flying dragon Taoist priest took off and flew to one side of the cave, where there were continuous pavilions hanging in the air. , clinging to the rock wall.

The Taoist priest fell lightly and came to a high platform. On the platform was a copper furnace. Smoke billowed from the furnace mouth and gradually condensed into a human shape, exactly like a flying leopard.

This flying leopard with a leopard head and ringed eyes immediately showed fear when he saw Taoist Feilong, but he did not dare to escape.

"Tell me, how did you end up like this? What are your plans for coming back this time?" Fei Long saw Fei Bao's appearance, shook his head, sighed, and asked.

When Fei Bao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said: "Second Senior Brother, my matter is a long story, so I'm not too busy discussing it. Junior Brother came back this time to actually seal the Spiritual Path with us. Find a way out."

"Looking for a way out?" Feilong's eyes flashed, "Looking for a way out? I, Feng Lingdao, lead the Shu region. It is the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. How can I retreat?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for more novels. Good update faster!

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