Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

After three or five days of playing in Maoshan, Lingqing led the three of Lingji to bid farewell to Mao Renying and Li Changyang.

"Master, is there any relationship between Daoqing Zhenren and Daojun's vision?" Li Changyang couldn't help but ask Mao Renying, looking at the four Lingqing people who were drifting away.

"Whether it's related or not, this Daoqing person is a good person." Mao Renying stroked his beard and looked at the place where Lingqing disappeared thoughtfully.

Then he turned back to the mountain gate.

Lin Changsheng followed with a few juniors, Li Changyang and Qin Renli took another look and turned to follow.

Lingqing and the three of them left Maoshan and went all the way to the east, went to Taihu Lake to play, and stayed in Suzhou City for two or three days.

Then I went south to Hangzhou and looked at West Lake, a small but famous lake.

However, there is no Fahai of Jinshan Temple and White Lady under Leifeng Pagoda.

Lingqing also visited these two places when he left Huaiyin Mountain last time.

Although they have experienced a lot, and have even become immortals, they have never experienced the great rivers and mountains of China.

This time is also an opportunity.

After leaving Hangzhou, few people rushed all the way to Jinhua, and there was nothing worth their stay on the way.

If you are a good drinker, you may turn a corner and go to Shaoxing, but Lingqing and others have no such idea.

However, after a day's work, Lingqing was able to see the shadow of the original Huaiyin Mountains from a distance in the evening.

At this time, it is no longer called Huaiyin Mountain. Since the "God's Punishment" wiped out Huaiyin Mountain 20 years ago, there is only an open space left.

Business travelers who come and go often stop here for a while, and after a long time, an inn will rise up here.

Lingqing looked down from the hill where he had stood before he turned and left, and found that Huaiyin Mountain was indeed gone.

That time, the punishment was only because he cast a spell and set a ban to hide Huaiyin Mountain. Ordinary people looked at it as a flat ground, but the mountain was still there.

For those who have cultivation bases, they can also see the use of some means.

But now it has really become a flat ground, which surprised him for a while.

"Master, what happened?" Lingji saw Ling Qing's expression was different and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay!" Lingqing opened his eyes to investigate the truth, and then suddenly smiled: "Let's go."

As he said that, he walked towards the inn, and the three of them followed closely after hearing the words.

"You Lian Inn!" Ling Qing paused for a while while looking at the guise hanging outside the door, then flicked the dust in his hand.

At this time, a young woman walked over lightly, and Fu Yili asked, "If it's too late today, are the four priests going to rest in the small shop for the night, or?"

"Pin Dao wants to go to the backyard, please lead the way." Ling Qing bowed his hand and said.

The woman's expression changed slightly, and then smiled: "This Taoist priest, I'm really sorry, the backyard is our inn's private property and is not open to the public.

If the Taoist priest wants to rest for a night, there are not only upper, middle and lower third-class rooms in our inn, but also several elegant gardens for the Taoist priest to choose. "

"Don't be nervous." Ling Qing looked at her with her hands behind her back, made a slight but familiar wave, and smiled slightly: "Pin Dao has an old relationship with your boss, just report it."

The woman looked left and right, and seeing that she didn't attract anyone's attention, she stretched out her hand and said, "If that's the case, the Taoist priest might as well accompany the little girl to the private room for a while, and the little girl will call the shopkeeper of my house. "

"No need!"

"No need!"

As soon as the voice fell, two voices rang in her ears, and the person in front of her was very familiar.

"Sister Zhiyu!" She turned around and called to the beautiful woman dressed as a woman behind her.

It was Zhiyu who came. At this moment, she looked at Lingqing for a long time. There were thousands of words in her heart, but when she got to her mouth, she just called out softly: "Watching the Lord!"

"Yeah!" She was also very happy to see her Lingqing, especially seeing the clear light of Zhiyu's body without a trace of impurities, she nodded with a smile: "It's good, to see you like this now. Appearance, Pindao is very pleased."

"Many thanks to Guanzhu." Zhiyu listened to the next one, and was a little overwhelmed by discussing for a while, and then Fu Yi bowed: "Guangzhu, please!

Xiaoqian and the others happened to be in the mountains at this time. "

As she said that, she took the first step, took Ling Qing to the backyard, and at the same time kept saying: "After the self-contemplation master traveled and left, we gradually washed away our sins and returned to Huaiyin Mountain.

Later, in order to cover up the anomaly here, Daoist Chixia and Dao Mu Dao long waited for the spectator to return, so they decided to move Huaiyin Mountain within half a step.

In order to protect the access channel, the Suo family opened this inn after asking Daoist Chixia and Daoist Mu for instructions.

One is to wait and watch the Lord, and the other is to find something to do for some lively sisters. "

While speaking, Ling Qing had followed her to the backyard, and came to a hall in the north. When she opened the door, she saw a hill behind the door, and there was a bluestone trail leading to the top of the mountain.

This mountain is Huaiyin Mountain, and Lingqing can't help but be a little stunned when he sees the scenery in front of him.

The first small town dungeon only stayed for seven days, which did not leave him a deep impression.

The Laoshan Shangqing Palace, the second copy of Laoshan, was like a home in his heart, but unfortunately there is no way to go back now.

The hill in front of him was another small home he built with his own hands after he became independent, which made him feel very kind.

Just as he sighed, a strange movement suddenly rose from the Wudang View on the mountainside, and then a scarlet thin line rose, gradually dyeing the entire sky above the mountain top red.

The floating clouds in the air changed accordingly, piled up like petals into a bewitching red lotus, and it slowly returned to calm after a while.

However, this scene also alarmed Mu Jingrou, Xiaoqian and others who were doing chores in the watch. They got up and walked out of the watch gate and came to the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain.

Lingqing had just calmed down the change in the incarnation of Red Lotus when she saw Mu Jingrou, Xiaoqian and Zixiang, who were holding a quinoa stick, coming with an escaping light.

"Master, you really are back!" Xiaoqian, Zixiang and the other women exclaimed in surprise when they saw Lingqing's figure.

Then he fell down and stood neatly in front of Lingqing with a bow, and shouted in unison, "Welcome the return of the spectator!"

"Forget it!" Ling Qing shook the dust and whispered.

"Yes!" After everyone responded, they gathered around one after another, shouting incessantly.

Mu Jingrou, who had been watching quietly, walked slowly to Lingqing and bowed her head.

"Watcher, poor Daoist Mu Jingrou!"

"Okay!" Ling Qing shouted loudly, Jishou returned a salute.

"Ling Daoqing has met fellow Daoist Mu Jingju!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression of Demons, which is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.