Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 161 The Confucian quasi-sage of Bailu Academy, Wang Jinglong!

  Hehuan Cave is located in the valley between the Four Sacred Mountains.

   Four mountain peaks are towering and towering, surrounding it in the middle. A deep hole was exposed under a mountain wall, extending to the unknown.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, this is the place where the elders of the Hehuan Sect have retreated."

  Qu Feiyan stood in front of Hehuan Cave and introduced.

   Zhang Ming took a look, only to feel that there was a cold aura that permeated from the hole.

   Other than that, I didn't feel any danger.

   "Come on, let's go in and see!"

   he nodded and said.

  Qu Feiyan responded with a "yes", stepped into the hole first, and led the way ahead.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, the valley where Hehuan Cave is located is called Hehuan Valley. The trend in the cave is all the way down until it is 100 meters deep underground."

   As she walked, she said, "Hehuan Cave has three floors in total. We can walk inside for a tea time, and then we can reach the first floor, which is the stone room where I am waiting for retreat."

   Zhang Ming followed behind and looked at the situation inside the hole.

  This cave is very spacious, apparently developed by the Hehuan sect in successive dynasties.

  The walls of the cave are carved with simple patterns. From time to time, portraits of men and women gather together, or sit in meditation, or kneel to worship.

   They seem to be telling some old stories.

   "Elder Qu, does the mural on the mountain wall have any meaning?"

   Zhang Ming asked subconsciously.

   Qu Feiyan then set his eyes on the murals on both sides.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, I heard Master mentioned these in this palace, saying that they are telling about the history of the Hehuan Sect more than a thousand years ago."

She smiled and said, "It is said that the founders of the Hehuan Sect are two monks and two nuns. They participated in the study of the secret art of joy in the Four Sacred Mountains. As a result, they realized the Tao of One Mind, Two Yang Kaitai, and Three Yin Huihai respectively. And the technique of yin and yang acacia, so the Four Peaks inheritance was formed."

   Qu Feiyan reached out and stroked a pattern.

   There is a scene where men and women gather.

   "In the early days of the Hehuan Sect, the four peaks were of the same origin, got along well, and watched and helped each other. But gradually, they each had a difference in concept, and they went further and further, and even now they are enemies of each other."

   She was a little emotional.

   The two walked for a while, and a gray cloud pattern appeared on the mural, shrouding the mountain like a monster.

   Then, there are figures of monks and nuns confronting the black clouds in the painting.

   The stories of these murals seem to go back in time and age.

   "Elder Qu, what is this?"

   Zhang Ming asked curiously.

   Qu Feiyan glanced over and said with a slight frown: "These are not very clear to this palace. However, the content looks like a story before the establishment of the Hehuan Sect."

   "I heard that the four patriarchs of the Hehuan Sect did not come to the Four Sacred Mountains for no reason, but were ordered to suppress the evil spirits. Perhaps, this black cloud represents the evil spirits or beasts at that time."

   She is not very sure, she is just guessing based on her own cognition.

   Zhang Ming nodded and did not continue to ask.

   Soon, they came to an open cave.

  The walls on both sides of the cave spread out to the left and right, and the top of the cave arched upwards, revealing a huge circular cave.

  There are stone gates all around, chiseled into the mountain wall.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, this is the stone room where I am waiting for retreat. There are twelve rooms in total. The outermost room is the room of this palace."

   Qu Feiyan pointed to the two rows of stone chambers and explained.

   "However, going deeper, I heard that there are arrangements, and the ancestral hall leading to the second floor. I haven't been there."

   She pointed to the depths of the deep cave.

  The second floor is where the ancestral hall of the Hehuan Sect is located, and only the suzerain of each generation has permission to set foot there.

   However, since three hundred years ago, the internal contradictions of the Hehuan Sect increased, and the various peaks refused to accept each other, and there has been no new suzerain who can subdue the four peaks.

   Therefore, Qu Feiyan is also not clear about the situation in this ancestral hall.

   Zhang Ming nodded and walked towards the stone room in turn, intending to check if there were any living elders of the Hehuan Sect inside.

   Qu Feiyan's heart also rose.

  …

   At the same time, outside the Four Holy Mountains.

  A scholar with a book basket appeared on the mountain road in a hurry.

   He is none other than Wang Jinglong, a Confucian quasi-sage who came from afar from Nanchang County!

   Actually, according to his cultivation realm and speed, he should have reached the Four Sacred Mountains a day ago.

   However, in the process of traveling, he noticed that a strange change of aura was taking place in the sky above the Four Sacred Mountains in the distance, so he was surprised, so he slowed down his journey and kept observing the changes.

   In this way, more than a day was wasted.

   Now that the aura of the Four Sacred Mountains has completely stabilized, he can also tell that it is an aura that resembles the Heavenly Palace in the Immortal Realm.

   "Could it be that there are some heavenly blessings or genius treasures that exist in the Four Sacred Mountains?"

   He thought to himself, "If that's the case, it just happens to be cheaper for Wang."

   He didn't know that it was the change in Qi caused by Zhang Ming's manifestation of Pan Taoyuan.

   And the pure aura emanating from the peach tree has also continuously changed the aura structure of the Four Sacred Mountains in more than a day, making it more suitable for cultivating spiritual plants and more suitable for cultivation.

   "Hehe, Tai Xuzi... Wang is here!"

   He stepped out in one step and had already appeared above the Four Sacred Mountains.

   Even though this was the site of the Hehuan Sect, one of the four major demon sects, he was not afraid at all.

   Because he is Wang Jinglong of White Deer Academy!

   The first person under the Confucian sage!

  Only, when he looked down from above, he realized that something was wrong.

   "Huh? Why are these three peaks empty? Could it be that the people of the Hehuan Sect are all gathered in this peak?"

   His eyes fell on Taiyin Peak.

   "The aura of more than 300 people is not like the size of the disciples of the Four Great Demon Sects..."

   He frowned slightly, and immediately began to search for the breath of the Taoist priests in Lingshu Guan, "Strange, there are no Taoists, have they left this place? Or were they killed by the people of the Hehuan Sect?"

   The more Wang Jinglong observed, the more strange he felt.

   "Also, why is the aura of these Hehuan Sect disciples a bit strange? It doesn't look like they are practicing magic, but they have the aura of Xuanmen Taoism? Could it be that they abandoned the devil and cultivated the Tao and changed their evil ways?"

   He has always had a fiery temper, and soon ran out of patience.

   "Forget it, Wang has arrested a few people, and you'll know when you ask!"

   As soon as he moved, he flew to the position where the breath was most abundant.

"who!?"

  The disciples who were patrolling the mountain on Taiyin Peak finally found his trail and shouted coldly.

   The others were also alarmed and looked at the flying scholar in white.

   This person is a man. At first glance, he is not a disciple of their Taiyin Peak, and he came directly from the sky, not like an invited guest.

   "Who is it? Sign up! My Lingshu Guan Taiyin Peak will not tolerate your presumptuousness!"

   Qing Yu appeared on the mountain and asked.

   "Huh? Lingshu Temple, Taiyin Peak!?"

  Wang Jinglong was slightly stunned, and then he seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "So you have already taken refuge in the Lingshu Temple! That's very good, quickly call that Taixuzi out to die!"

   Qing Yu's eyes froze.

  Tai Xuzi... That is the master of the Taoist priest Qing Hui of Lingshu Guan!

   This person even called Taixuzi by his name, and called him to come out and die!

   "Arrogant! How dare you offend the Master Taixuzi!"

   Qing Yu couldn't bear it any longer, and with a wave of his hand, a green and red bottle flew out of his palm.

   "The world is boundless, enter my bottle!"

   She drank softly, and the Sihai Bottle gave off a terrifying attraction, trying to put Wang Jinglong into the bottle.

Seeing this, the other female disciples around    also drew out their long swords, ready to fight at any time.

   "Hehe, you can even make an axe with your little tricks!"

  Wang Jinglong smiled slightly and waved his sleeves towards the Four Seas Bottle.

   An aura of arrogance immediately rose up in his body, forming a stormy wave, rushing towards the blue rain.

  clang——

   The Four Seas Bottle was knocked out directly.

"Oops!"

   "Senior sister be careful!"

   "Quick, send the arrow, ask the Peak Master for help!"

   A group of female disciples were shocked to realize that something was wrong, and they waved their long swords one after another, emitting a mysterious yin energy to compete with them.

boom!

   This majestic aura slammed into everyone.

   Qing Yu's face suddenly turned pale, and he and a group of female disciples were swept away and slammed into the mountain behind him from a distance.

  They...they couldn't stop the opponent's casual blow!

   Even the Four Seas Bottles did not work.

   The gap between the two sides is really too big!

   Ruan Xiu, Guo Xiang, Yin Xue and others who were meditating at the top of the peak were finally disturbed and stepped out of the Feixian Temple.

   "Who are you, you dare to attack me on Taiyin Peak?"

   Ruan Xiu stepped on the paper kite with an ugly face, flew into the air, and asked face to face.

  Guo Xiang and Yin Xue also walked to the Genting platform and looked here from a distance.

  Wang Jinglong put his hands on his back and looked at Ruan Xiu, knowing that this person was the person with the most aura he was going to look for.

   If you guessed correctly, she should be the person in charge here.

   "In Xiabailu Academy, Wang Jinglong."

   he said calmly.

   Ruan Xiu's expression changed greatly when she heard it: "Wang Jinglong! Nanchang County, you are the Confucian quasi-sage Wang Jinglong!?"

   As the leader of the first peak of the original Hehuan Sect, she naturally heard of this top powerhouse who supported half the sky in the Confucian line of the Great Jin Dynasty.

  Wang Jinglong, but the first person under the so-called Confucian Sage, is the powerhouse of the proper law and appearance realm!

   And the strongest person in Dongling County is only the pinnacle of Yangshen Realm...

   The gap between the two is really too big.

   "Yes, it's down there."

Wang Jinglong glanced at her disapprovingly and asked, "Wang is not embarrassing you, I heard that the people from Lingshu Guan are staying in your Four Sacred Mountains, and they asked them to show up. hatred!"

   Ruan Xiu's heart was half cold, he actually came to Lingshu Guan.

  However, how could he betray Daoist Qing Hui.

   "Wang Zhunsheng, your arrival is unfortunate. The people from Lingshu Temple have already left the Four Sacred Mountains early in the morning."

   she gritted her teeth and said.

   Now that Daoist Master Qing Hui and Master went to Hehuan Cave, they just didn't show their breath, and the other party might not be able to discover their existence.

   He could only hope that Wang Jinglong could not find Taoist priest Qing Hui and left on his own.

   But Wang Jinglong smiled slightly and asked, "You can't deceive me. The disciple just now revealed that you have taken refuge in the Lingshu Temple. Haha, disciples of the Demon Sect, do you think you can be whitewashed so easily?"

  He looked up over the four peaks, as if he could see an invisible qi machine.

   "The aura of Taoist priests in Lingshu Guan has appeared here and has not dissipated yet. They have not left."

  Wang Jinglong restrained his smile and looked at Ruan Xiu sternly, "Say, where are they? If you cooperate obediently, Wang can call the shots and spare the lives of your demon sect remnants!"

   Ruan Xiu's face turned pale instantly.

  The Confucian practice method, she did not understand, nor did she know any methods of finding people and observing Qi.

   And the method of Fa Xiangjing, she is also not clear.

   Therefore, she has no way of distinguishing how much truth and falsehood there is in Wang Jinglong's words.

   However, since the other party already knew that Taiyin Peak had taken refuge in Lingshuguan, and the other party had hatred with Lingshuguan, he and others could not get rid of it!

   "Wang Zhunsheng, I and I were originally disciples of the Sanyin Peak of the Hehuan Sect, but now we have indeed abandoned the devil to cultivate Taoism and attached ourselves to the sect of Lingshu Guan. In the past few days, we have ordered our disciples to travel all over the world and inform the world."

   Ruan Xiu raised her eyes and said resolutely: "If you insist on attacking Lingshuguan, since Daoist Qinghui is not there, then all the cause and effect will be taken over by this palace, regardless of life or death!"

   She intends to take over this feud.

   As long as he can hold Wang Jinglong for a while, he might be able to wait until Daoist Qing Hui comes back and take action to suppress the opponent.

   And if Wang Jinglong is too strong, maybe after slaughtering himself and others, he can't find any trace of Daoist Qing Hui, and he may leave on his own.

   This may be the only way to survive.

   As soon as these words came out, Wang Jinglong immediately narrowed his eyes.

   "What a remnant of the Hehuan sect, who would not hesitate to die, but also to protect the people who are in Lingshu! Now, Wang believes that you are sincerely abandoning the devil to cultivate the Tao. It's just, it's a pity..."

   He stretched out his hand behind his back, pointed at the huge mountain, and said sternly, "Since you are obsessed, don't blame Wang for leveling your entire mountain!"

   As he spoke, he gestured with his fingers in the air and wrote the word "benevolence".

   "Husbands who are benevolent, they want to stand up and establish others, and they want to reach and reach others. Now you are not benevolent, so I will suppress them with the word 'benevolence'!"

   He reached out and handed it forward.

  The word "benevolence" immediately flew into the air, and while spinning, it became the size of the sky, and it firmly enveloped the entire mountain.

   A huge Reiatsu emanates from it.

  There was a female disciple with a low level of cultivation, but she felt a heavy weight on her body, and she was crushed to the ground.

   Others stumbled, facing down directly and being crushed to the ground.

  The mountain road is not smooth, and they can only rely on the meat shields on their chests to block violent collisions.

   "Yin Xue, be careful!"

  Guo Xiang felt bad, pulled the Tianhe hairpin in his hand and waved it around.

  The space was immediately under the influence of the hairpin, forming an invisible barrier, blocking the pressure on the word "ren".

   The two of them avoided being crushed to their knees.

   "Hey, this treasure is a bit interesting!"

  Wang Jinglong noticed their abnormality in an instant, and looked over in surprise.

   However, when he saw a Taoist priest who was not Lingshuguan, he quickly averted his eyes and continued to scan the situation in the mountain without hesitation.

   However, I didn't see Taixuzi or people from Lingshu Temple appear.

   The only female disciples in the mountain were suppressed by the word "benevolence".

   And Qing Yu and the others were inevitably suppressed one by one.

Only Ruan Xiu was supported by her cultivation in the Yang Divine Realm. She raised her head and shouted unwillingly: "Wang Jinglong, you are deceiving people too much! You are in vain for being a Confucian quasi-sage! Even if this palace dies, it will never yield to you. !"

   She reached out and touched her chest, took out a small flag, and threw it in the air.

   "Plain color cloud world, innate five flags! The universe in the palm of your hand, all laws retreat!"

   With a soft thought, the small flag instantly burst into colorful light, dispelling the word "benevolence" covering the mountain into nothingness.

   Then, the flag was slightly raised, and an endless colorful light fell, suppressing Wang Jinglong, who was standing in the air.

   "Huh? Heavenly Magic Treasure!?"

   Wang Jinglong's face changed, and the next second, he appeared in a world of nothingness.

   Ruan Xiu, who was outside, sat cross-legged and continued to recite the mantra.

   "I don't know how long this gathering of immortal flags can trap him..."

   (end of this chapter)