Monk Jingyuan quickly solved the whole chicken, wiped his mouth, picked up a cup of hot tea and sipped it, and ignored the question raised by Yang Xiu.

The other party did not admit it, and Yang Xiu pretended to be the other party's accusation. When he thought of the mysterious old man, Yang Xiu's thoughts became lively again. The value of the remains of the powerful Xuan Snake Turtle is far beyond ordinary magic weapons. It is very suitable to use it to make the most powerful puppet in Yang Xiu's mind. However, with the raw materials for the puppet, two other conditions are needed to meet to truly create a precious commodity puppet.

Puppet essence and profound puppet mechanism.

Yang Xiu has been trying to search for the former, but there is no result. He doesn't have to think about getting it from Qin Emperor. Not to mention that Qincheng doesn't have such things now, even if there is one, the eldest son will never give such a treasure to Yang Xiu as a condition of exchange. As for the puppet mechanism required to make top-grade puppets, it is the most certain. Yang Xiu only needs time.

The unnamed old man's puppet is unfathomable. Since the other party showed kindness, can he further contact the other party to learn the skills of the mechanism? Thinking of the old man's previous invitation, Yang Xiu's mind became more firm.

"Master Jingyuan, I'll pay a visit to the old man later. Can you ask you to lead a way?" Yang Xiu asked with a smile.

"It's just a little effort,"

Monk Jingyuan folded his hands together, his eyes closed slightly, his expression was solemn, as if he was thinking about something big, and he slowly said: "But not everyone can enter the Lingshan Mountain, it may take some effort. Speaking of which, the incense money in my temple has been pitifully small recently, and it is really unsustainable~"

After hearing the previous sentence, Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows. He thought that the monk had changed his nature and added the second half without any ending. Yang Xiuxin said it was true.

"Just tell me the place. As for how to enter Lingshan, Master Jingyuan will not worry about it." Yang Xiu said with a smile.

Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, with a faint smile on his face. There are more than a hundred caves on Lingshan, and there are mechanical magic arrays and high-level guards everywhere. How can a stranger go if no one leads the way?

It seems that the money for incense has been settled~ Monk Jingyuan thought of this, and the smile on his face became more and more Buddha nature.

However, when he arrived at the top of Lingshan Mountain and saw Yang Xiu take out a dirty and terrible wooden sign from his arms, Monk Jingyuan's face immediately turned from sunny to dark. He cursed in a low voice, and could vaguely hear words like "Old thing" "cut my way to wealth, life and death, and death."

Yang Xiu shook his head speechlessly. He felt the wooden sign in his hand tremble slightly, so he opened his hand and let him fly slowly into the air, and led the three of them to slowly move forward on the top of Lingshan Mountain. Menglu saw the expression of monk Jingyuan stepping on his face, and smiled happily. "Hehe, some monks who have fallen into the eyes of money are so pitiful~"

"My Buddha is merciful... so kind!" Monk Jingyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, but the corners of his eyes were shaking slightly, and he was obviously extremely unhappy.

Yang Xiu came to the top of Lingshan for the first time, and was bathed in the rich spiritual energy. This place is incomparable to Fanjing Mountain, the blessed land of Cave Heaven, but it is extremely rare in the wilderness mining industry everywhere, and it can be regarded as a holy place for cultivating immortals.

The top of the mountain is spiral, and various buildings are erected beside the cliffs on both sides of the road. There are bamboo buildings with unique shapes, towers and Taoist temples built with stones, and large caves directly dug out on the mountain walls. They are all looming in the flowing sea of ​​clouds, which is quite spectacular. The black wooden signs emit soft light, leading the three of them to move forward slowly, left and right, up and down.

Yang Xiu knew that there must be many defensive formations where he could not see them. Those who practice here either great monks or members of the large family who had been passed down for a long time, with strict defenses. If you are not careful, you may trigger the formation and cause unnecessary trouble. Meng Lu no longer plays, and stands between Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan and move forward carefully.

As he went deeper, Yang Xiu's doubts became stronger and stronger. The higher the spiritual energy in the Lingshan Mountain, the stronger the spiritual energy. I wonder what identity the other party could occupy a place in such a deeper place. Could it be that this sloppy old man is still a big man?

Yang Xiu was thinking in his heart, and suddenly saw four figures flying out of the sea of ​​clouds beside him, flying straight to him, with a bad expression.

"Are you Yang Hu?" asked a young man with a spear in his arms, and his cold eyes swam around the three of them and soon fell on Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiuzheng was staring at the wooden sign in the air. Hearing this, he glanced at the other party. Seeing that the other party was not good-looking, his tone was even more rude, and frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's you, keep your life!" The young man seemed to be talking about a very ordinary little thing. The spear in his palm flew over without warning, and pierced Yang Xiu's heart with a green light!

"Dang!" The white deer sword moved with his heart, and it was out of its sheath like lightning. The two weapons drew a dazzling spark, and the spiritual power fluctuations brought about cleansing the spiritual power within a radius of several feet.

Monk Jingyuan had already taken Menglu out dozens of feet away and shouted at Yang Xiu from afar: "Brother Yang, be careful, this is the younger generation of the Ziyun Python clan. Three elders fell in Baipo Valley."

The young man in charge sneered and said, "Hmph, lure me to send the elders into the dangerous ground and kill them without any corpses. Today I want you to bury the elders of my clan with you!"

When Yang Xiu heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, understood the cause and effect of the matter, and said, "At that time, there were more than 200 monks in the Taoist temple. I explained that there was a dangerous place. They insisted on going, but in the end they died in Baipo Valley, would they blame me?"

"Of course, the ancient remains of the demon clan belong to the demon clan. It's not your turn to be a inferior human race. It's natural for you to hand over the secret treasures obediently. As a result, you have ulterior motives to trick everyone into it, but you hide outside the valley without any damage. It's hard tolerate the law of heaven!"

"So they rushed in and looked for death, and I should follow them to die, otherwise it would be difficult to tolerate? What a bullshit!" Yang Xiu's anger gradually arose when he heard this, and a hint of chill was already in his tone.

The young man with a gun looked arrogant and said loudly: "No need to say more, capture this thief and torture it, avenge our people, and force the whereabouts of the secret treasure!"

Yang Xiuyu sent the White Deer Sword to float quietly in front of him, and a long-lost murderous intent appeared on his body. After working on it for a long time, he was still hypocritical for the secret treasure in the cave.

As soon as the other party finished speaking, the four of them had already used their weapons to surround Yang Xiu, without any room for negotiation. Yang Xiu stood there on the spot, his face calmly, and his heart had already aroused anger - the wild monsters suppressed the human race for too long and had forgotten how to write the word respect. I will teach you well in a few days!

"kill!"

The young man in charge shouted softly, and four magic weapons shot out like lightning, attacking and killing Yang Xiu from the front, back, left and right directions at the same time. At the same time, the four of them swung together to sacrifice a Taoist talisman, and they were fully prepared in advance. The surging flames, biting ice, and several magics exerted their power at the same time, bringing a terrifying power, instantly swallowing Yang Xiu!

Seeing that Yang Xiu was standing there without movement and letting the spells swallow it, the eyes of the few people showed a look of pride. It was rumored that this son was extremely talented and was personally invited by the eldest son to teach at a young age. Today, he couldn't see this.

"Clang clang..."

Several people were confident and secretly proud. A string of crisp sounds suddenly came from the raging flames and the extreme ice peaks. The four of them changed their expressions. They actually lost contact with the magic weapon they had just sacrificed. What's going on?

It seemed to be to answer the questions of several people. The various magic lights drawn by the Taoist talisman quickly disappeared. Whether it was red flames, ice, or green poisonous fog, they had instantly shrunk to less than one-tenth of their original ones, and disappeared without a trace when they were sucked into their stomachs by some kind of giant beast.

Yang Xiu, standing in the center, showed his body without any damage. A ragged scroll was floating in front of him, silently.

"Is it my turn?" Yang Xiu smiled gloomyly, and while speaking, he had already taken big steps forward, and in an instant he had arrived in front of the dead.

So fast!

The four of them were shocked, and they didn't expect Yang Xiu to move so quickly. However, the few of them had no timid intentions. They were all cultivators of the fourth level of body tempering. If they had to retreat with four against one, they would really laugh out loud when they said it. So the four of them were just stunned, and then they did not retreat but rushed towards Yang Xiu.

The young man in the lead pulled out his sword from his waist and showed a cruel smile: he was approaching us with empty hands. Do you still want to use the method of close combat in the early stage of body tempering? There is no progress at all. However, in one breath, the two sides had already fought each other. Yang Xiu clearly saw the ridiculous and contemptuous smiles of the other party, and silently thought of a group of fools, and he reached into his arms and pulled out his right hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of silence and brittle sounds were connected into a series, and the speed was so fast that it almost made people think that there was only one sound. People who were hiding in the dark in the surrounding caves opened their mouths in unison, as if they could not believe what they saw in front of them.

The four young men from the Ziyun Python clan flew backwards as soon as they came into contact with Yang Xiufu, spitting blood in the air, reflecting a seven-color rainbow. Everyone could see clearly that Yang Xiu pulled out a large wooden stick from his chest and swept the four people away with just one stick, without any extra movement.

The wooden stick is black and shiny all over, and looks quite heavy, as thick as a bowl mouth and more than five feet long. It is actually more appropriate to describe it as a wooden stake. Moreover, the wooden stick is covered with silver barbs with a thick silvery thickness of its fingers, and there is a faint bloodstain on it, which is extremely terrifying.

Three of the four people on the ground fainted directly. The young man with guns had a slightly higher cultivation level and remained awake. However, his face was miserable and had already broken his appearance. Three deep wounds that could see bones extended from his forehead to his chin, which was extremely ferocious.
Chapter completed!