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One hundred and fifty two chapters, three crow bells

An Ziyu's heart trembled, and his hands did not control the fire properly. As a result, a stream of blue smoke came out of the alchemy furnace, but the furnace of medicinal materials was destroyed.

It seemed like the voice of the master. At this time, An Ziyu didn't care about the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace. He rushed to call the strongman to open the door and looked away with his eyes, but he saw a golden light on the cliff behind the mountain, and a mountain range appeared and loomed.

But before those alarmed pilgrims looked up, all the visions disappeared, only the warmth of the sun shining on the earth.

An Ziyu and others hurried to the alchemy cave, but found that there was no one in the cave and the master was not in it.

At this time, Yang Chenyu was being controlled by a golden light to the main vein of Bashe Mountain. Countless spiritual energy swept over from all directions, but when he approached Yang Chenyu, he became extremely docile.

At this point, Yang Chenyu became the god of Bashe Mountain.

If it were in ancient times, the Bashe Mountain God could have been considered a major role in the mountains and rivers in the world. He would have been the leader of Fengming Mountain, Baiyun Mountain and other branches of mountain gods, but he would have been lower than the famous mountain.

However, in this Dharma-Ending Age, Yang Chenyu completely got rid of the threat of secular power. Even if he threw down several nuclear bombs and bombarded the Bashe Mountains, he would at most severely damage the divine position. Yang Chenyu would not have any worries about his life. Of course, if the Bashe Mountains were bombed into a flat land, the divine position would be reduced, perhaps to a large land.

But the problem is that if you want to razor the Bashe Mountains to the ground, you may have completed half of the nuclear bombs you need to explode, so Yang Chenyu doesn't have to worry about this.

In ancient times, the Bashe Mountain God was considered to be of high rank even in the Earth God. Its position was slightly lower than the provincial city god, but higher than other city gods. After all, the Bashe Mountains were not a small hill.

"It seems that I should set up a cave here! Perhaps the medicine garden should also be moved here."

Yang Chenyu stood at the highest point of Bashe Mountain and looked down at the mountains. He couldn't help feeling a little excited for a moment, but this idea was immediately dispelled. Under the Bashe Mountains, there was a real wild beast Bashe. If he set up a cave and moved to the medicine garden, he would lead the greedy Bashe out and destroy it in the hands of Bashe Mountains, it would not be wonderful.

However, since he was the god of Bashe Mountain, he was about to set up a temple here. Then Yang Chenyu did not gather in the clouds. The Bashe Mountain Talisman Tremors trembled slightly, but the person sank into the mountain. After only ten breaths, he crossed dozens of miles to return to Fengming Mountain.

This is one of the magical powers of the mountain god, the Earth escape!

However, this technique can only be used within the jurisdiction of the mountain god. When Yang Chenyu was the Fengming Mountain God before, Fengming Mountain was only a few thousand meters long. This technique was quite useless and had never been used for some reason.

When he returned to the alchemy cave, Yang Chenyu flew out of the paper crane: "You are here to see me quickly."

After a while, An Ziyu and others, who had just returned to the Taoist temple, hurriedly gathered in the clouds and saw the master all greetings: "Hello, Master."

"Forget it. I'll call you to wait for me today, but there are important things to discuss."

Yang Chenyu waved his hand and asked the disciples to sit down, summoned several Yellow Turban Strongmen, poured out tea from the immortal pot, and drank them all together. The disciples used blue and white porcelain cups, while Yang Chenyu used the immortal tea cup.

After drinking tea, An Ziyu and others couldn't help but feel light and floating, and their minds were quiet. The disciples were shocked that the tea actually had the effect of eliminating the inner demons and strengthening bloodlines.

Among them, An Ziyu had the most profound experience. After just a cup of tea, his Xiangliu bloodline was activated from 20% to 20% and it seemed that some water mist began to gather around him.

Xiangliu is an ancient god, with nine heads. Wherever he passes, floods are flooding. It is not uncommon for this strange phenomenon to appear around Anziyu.

This is naturally something Yang Chenyu thought about for a long time before he figured out one of the uses of this immortal tea set.

Use green tea into the pot, pour the morning dew, and leave it for two hours, and the tea water will open itself. This is the effect of the fire dragon soul in the pot and has the effect of eliminating the inner demons. In addition, the teapot contains the immortal energy, but it can activate various bloodlines.

If it is used together with a tea cup, the effect will be even more serious. Yang Chenyu's own dragon vein has been activated to about 80%, which depends entirely on the help of this object.

After a long time, Yang Chenyu said slowly: "I was granted the title of God and was able to control the Bashe Mountains. I should have established a cave, but the foundation of Qinglongguan Nutou should not be moved lightly. Now I am willing to set up a temple in Kushui County, the Bashe Mountains. Who would go to preside over it?"

After hearing what Yang Chenyu said, the disciples showed excitement on their faces. Master was the god of Fengming Mountain, and the disciples knew a little, but it seemed that the master was now at Gao Qi and he was willing to establish another Taoist temple in the Bashe Mountains and choose Taoist temple to preside over him and others. This is a great thing.

An Ziyu, the senior brother in the sect, remained silent. He knew that as a senior brother, he could not compete with his junior brothers for this position. Besides, the master has determined his position as the next generation of Qinglong Temple Master. Even if he applied to go, the master would not agree.

As of now, among Yang Chenyu's disciples, Zuifeng has served as the Baiyun Temple Supervisory Institute. I believe that after the old temple master goes, he will definitely take up the position of temple master. Needless to say, Senior Brother An Ziyu.

Therefore, the position of the Basheguan and Guanzhu must be selected among the remaining disciples of the true teachings. Although Yang Chenyu finally decided, Yang Chenyu's words were all carefully considered.

After all, people in the Taoist sect pay attention to a fate. If you don’t dare to take on this great task, what’s the use of asking you?

"Master, I'm willing to go!" The first disciple to stand out was Meng Ting. Meng Ting has been in charge of the chef for many years. He is kind but not without cleverness.

Yang Chenyu nodded in praise, but compared to Chen Minwu and others, Meng Ting was the first candidate in Yang Chenyu's heart.

"Well, it's right, you're the only one. Please go back first. Meng Ting, come to see you in a week, and you will have your own arrangements for you." The master spoke, and Chen Minwu and other disciples hurriedly stopped and looked at Senior Brother Meng with envious eyes.

When the master came back, he rushed back from Zui Peak, which was far away from Baiyun Temple, but when he encountered his master in seclusion, he had to temporarily stay in Qinglong Temple and wait for his master to come out of seclusion.

The spring rain continues, and the willows sprout.

A week later, Yang Chenyu called An Ziyu, Zuifeng and Meng Ting to the alchemy cave.

When Zuifeng saw his master, he was a little excited. He returned to Qinglong Temple several times, but happened to meet his master on a trip or in seclusion. This time he saw his master.

The third disciples saluted, stood beside him, waiting for the Master's instructions.

"Ziyu, come here. As the chief disciple of this sect, you must not defend yourself without heavy weapons. This soul-suppressing evil-breaking bell was re-refined by the master. It is now called the Three Crow Bell. I will send it to you for protection."

As soon as Yang Chenyu finished speaking, a small bell that emitted a clear light on his body was conveniently falling from the alchemy cave. After making a light sound, it fell on An Ziyu's palm.
Chapter completed!
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