Chapter 305 Five Elements

The gate of the Five Elements Sect is the Five Elements Mountain.

To be exact, it is the Five Elements Mountain Range!

This mountain range is composed of dozens of peaks, winding and twisting, stretching across the earth, like the raised spine of a giant dragon.

Five of the peaks are towering into the clouds, piercing the sky, majestic and magnificent.

From a distance, it looks like five straight fingers, but they are arranged in a staggered manner.

"The Five Elements Sect is divided into five branches, each occupying a peak, namely Qinglong, Zhuque, Huanglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu."

"Mr. Li, the master of Yan Jingfeng, is from Qinglong Peak."

Fang Zhixing muttered in his heart that he had to deal with people from Qinglong Peak when he went to the Five Elements Sect to recognize his relatives.

At this time, Xigou asked in a voice transmission: "What do you mean, do you want to keep a low profile or make a brilliant appearance?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, and replied: "I just came here to ask for an identity, there is no need to make a big fuss."

Xigou understood and immediately slowed down.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain.

Fang Zhixing and Junyao jumped off the thin dog's back.

Junyao put on a cloak and covered her beautiful face.

The thin dog also shrank instantly, turning into an ordinary dog ​​with a broken tail.

The two men and the dog walked along the mountain road and soon saw a tall mountain gate.

Fang Zhixing walked forward and raised his head.

A rectangular plaque was horizontally above the head, with three powerful characters written in a flamboyant style: Five Elements Sect!

"Who are you? Quickly show your identity!"

The gatekeeper flashed out, a strong young man with a cultivation base of the Five Animals Realm.

Such strength, in a county, is definitely a big shot with a face.

But in the Five Elements Sect...

Fang Zhixing bowed his hands and said loudly: "I am An Baopu, an outer disciple, and I have come to recognize my ancestors."

The gatekeeper did not find this strange, and asked in a serious manner: "Who is your master? Do you have an identity certificate?"

Fang Zhixing immediately raised an identity token and explained in detail.

The gatekeeper looked at the token, which had a blue dragon totem on it, and nodded: "So you are from Qinglong Peak."

He turned around and shouted: "Junior Brother Wang, there are outer disciples from your Qinglong Peak visiting you, please come out to receive them."

As soon as the voice fell!

A young man in a green short-sleeved suit walked out slowly, with no expression on his face, his nose up, and a big face.

He looked at Fang Zhixing, rubbed his fingers indifferently, and said: "Do you know the rules for outer disciples to recognize their ancestors?"

Fang Zhixing said: "I know."

He took out a porcelain bottle and handed it over, which contained a third-level meat pill.

This is called "entrance ceremony".

"Oh, a third-grade top-grade meat pill!"

The young man smiled and was very satisfied. He then said enthusiastically: "My name is Wang Peng. From now on, you and I are family. Come with me."

Fang Zhixing followed closely.

Wang Peng led the way, walked to a stone platform, took out a bell and shook it a few times.

Ding-Dang-Dang~

The crisp and melodious bell sound spread.

Not long after, a thick white smoke fell from the sky, slowly condensed into a human form, and turned into a mountain ghost with red eyes and white hair.

The mountain ghost was majestic, more than six meters tall, without a trace of hostility, crawling on the ground, well-behaved and honest.

Wang Peng jumped up and jumped onto the back of the mountain ghost, waving his hand and saying: "You guys come up too."

Fang Zhixing and Junyao looked at each other and jumped up together.

The back of the mountain ghost did not have the texture of a meat pad, but it felt like stepping on sand.

The thin dog also quickly followed.

The next second, the mountain ghost climbed up, got on all fours, and ran quickly towards a peak like a cow or a horse, carrying Fang Zhixing and the others, one step of ten meters, with big strides.

The magical thing is that people on the mountain ghost's back don't feel any bumps at all, better than any car.

Xigou was amazed and said in a voice transmission: "The Five Elements Sect is quite awesome, actually controlling the mountain ghost as a means of transportation."

Fang Zhixing replied: "People in the Taoist sect can communicate yin and yang, and controlling ghosts can only be regarded as basic operations."

Xigou thought about it and looked up. A three-way intersection appeared in front of the field of vision.

The mountain ghost chose the fork on the left without hesitation and ran towards a mountain as tall as a sword.

This mountain is so tall and majestic that it seems to be connected to the sky.

At the foot of the mountain stands a stone tablet with three big characters "Qinglong Peak" engraved on it.

Fang Zhixing looked up at the top of the mountain.

There are green pines and bamboos, shady trees, and flowers. The top of the mountain is shrouded in mist, like a poem or a painting.

The mountain ghost did not stop and climbed straight up the mountain as if walking on flat ground.

In a short while, from the mountainside, there appeared pavilions and palaces one after another, magnificent and majestic.

The mountain ghost ran to a red wooden building and stopped outside the door.

"We are here, let's go down."

Wang Peng jumped to the door first and walked in.

Fang Zhixing and the others also landed and looked up at the plaque on the door.

"Miscellaneous Affairs Hall!"

Entering the door, there is an open hall.

It is quite deserted.

There is only an old man in a white robe playing chess alone, making silent moves, leisurely and comfortable.

Wang Peng walked forward and shouted, "Old Qin!"

The old man in white robe raised his eyelids, put his hands to his ears, and said vaguely, "What's the matter?"

Wang Peng shouted impatiently, "Here comes someone to claim his ancestry, you have to go through the motions for him."

The old man in white robe stood up, looking old and frail, trembling as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Wang Peng sat down by himself, picked up the teapot and poured himself a bowl of tea, crossed his legs with his thighs, and drank it leisurely.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing curled his lips.

The thin dog's nose twitched and he said through the voice: "This old man's smell is terrifying. He is a master!"

Fang Zhixing responded: "Wang Peng probably doesn't know that this old man is a big boss."

The old man in white robe walked to a table and sat down, opened a thick book, and waved: "Come here, who wants to recognize you?"

Fang Zhixing stepped forward, bowed casually, then handed over the letter of introduction and identity token, and said cautiously: "Junior An Baopu, my mentor is Li Qunying of Hemingshan Mountain."

The old man in white robe turned the pages of the book, and after a while, he found Li Qunying's name.

Then he carefully checked the letter of introduction and identity token, nodded and said: "Well, Li Qunying is indeed our official disciple of Qinglong Peak. He is qualified to train outer disciples. However, there are so many outer disciples that not everyone is qualified to recognize them." The ancestors return to their clan..."

Fang Zhixing understood and quickly handed over a beautiful brocade box containing an evil-proofing plant.

It was the one given to him by the Marsh King.

This is the "recognition ceremony", and there should be a "kowtow ceremony" later.

As soon as the brocade box was opened, there was a wave of evil spirits.

Wang Peng, who was drinking tea, suddenly raised his head, his eyes straightened, and he couldn't sit still.

The white-robed old man's eyes lit up, he quickly put away the brocade box, and said happily: "Haha, I see that you are a talented person, and you are also sensible. You are really a rare pillar of talent.

In this way, I think of you sincerely, so I will make an exception for you today and let you recognize your ancestors and return to the clan. "

Fang Zhixing said continuously: "Thank you, senior."

The old man in white robe registered An Baopu's name in the book, then turned and walked into a back door.

Soon, he returned, holding a set of light blue Taoist robes and a white jade pendant.

"An Baopu, you put on the Five Elements Taoist robe, take the jade plaque and kowtow in front of the statue of the Patriarch. From now on, you will be the outer sect of my Five Elements Sect."

The old man in white robe twisted his beard and smiled.

Only then will it become clear.

The white-robed old man added: "Remember, even though you are an outside sect, you still have to abide by the rules of my Five Elements Sect.

In addition, you can act outside in the name of my Five Elements Sect, but that is limited to this.

If you want to be protected by the Five Elements Sect, you must pay an additional amount of loyalty money once a year. In the next year, no matter what disaster you encounter, you can seek help from the Five Elements Sect. "

Fang Zhixing already knew this and said: "I understand."

Then, he followed Wang Peng out of the utility hall.

Wang Peng jumped directly onto the mountain ghost's back, and then Zhixing and the others also climbed up.

"Come down the mountain!"

Wang Peng gave the order, and the mountain ghost turned around and ran down the mountain.

Fang Zhixing said in surprise: "Don't you still want to kowtow in front of the statue of the ancestor?"

Wang Peng had an indifferent expression on his face, shook his head and said: "It's noon now, and the people over at the ancestral hall should have gone to eat, so it's useless for us to go.

Besides, kowtow is just a ritual. It’s okay if you don’t kowtow. You are just an outsider anyway. Do you think the Patriarch will care whether you kowtow to him or not? "

Fang Zhixing was speechless for a while.

No matter, it saves a step and a gift.

As soon as he thought about this, Wang Peng reached out and said seriously: "Even so, the kowtow ceremony must be done, otherwise the people over there at the ancestral hall will have objections."

Fang Zhixing smiled, took out a mottled long sword from his bag and handed it over, saying with a sincere expression: "Senior Brother Wang, please accept it."

Wang Peng frowned, looked at the long sword carefully, and said dissatisfied: "Is this a waste product?"

Fang Zhixing continued: "This is a genuine fourth-level low-grade weapon. Although it is damaged, with a little repair, it can regain its former glory."

"Level 4!!"

Wang Peng's expression changed drastically, he took a deep breath, pulled out his sword and stroked it, his expression gradually became excited.

He didn't notice at all that there was a trace of black-red blood on the sword's edge, which stained his hand and seeped into his skin.

The mountain ghost ran wildly down the mountain. As he was running, he suddenly slowed down.

Then I saw a mountain ghost running up from the bottom of the mountain. It was even bigger and carried two figures on its back.

"Get out of the way!"

Wang Peng was startled and quickly scolded the mountain ghost and kicked it.

The mountain ghost moved to the roadside and crawled down.

Wang Peng lowered his head, respectfully, not daring to breathe.

The mountain ghost came galloping towards him, and the two people on his back were chatting and laughing as if no one was around.

But suddenly, one of them took another look...

Junyao!

"Hey, what a strong luck!"

With an exclamation, the mountain ghost stopped immediately.

The two people on their backs revealed their true faces, two middle-aged people, one male and one female.

The middle-aged woman was wearing a robe of yin and yang, with burning eyes, staring at Junyao as if she had found a treasure.

"Junior sister, if I read it correctly, she has the destiny of 'Seven Stars Gusha'!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest next to him had a look of surprise on his face and said, "Looking at the strength of her luck, I'm afraid she has already survived three death tribulations."

The middle-aged woman nodded and said: "A miracle! It's really amazing! Logically speaking, she should have died long ago!"

The two of them exchanged words with each other, jumped off the ghost's back, and waved: "Little girl, come down."

Junyao glanced at Fang Zhixing and ignored him.

Wang Peng was shocked and shouted: "What are you doing so stupidly? Come down quickly and meet the two elders!"

Junyao remained indifferent.

Wang Peng became anxious, stood up, and reached out to grab Junyao.

Bang!

Suddenly a foot kicked over!

Wang Peng's eyes were dazzled and he couldn't see anything clearly before he was kicked down and fell to the ground.

Fang Zhixing seemed to have not moved. He looked at the middle-aged man and woman lightly and sighed.

"Go down."

He jumped down first, followed closely by Junyao and Xigou.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Wang Peng and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

Fang Zhixing showed off his white jade pendant and said briefly: "An Baopu, a member of the outer sect, is my sister Junyao."

The middle-aged woman's eyes flashed, and she laughed and said: "The jade plaque has not been consecrated yet, so you haven't kowtowed to the statue of the ancestor, right?"

"Consecration..."

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then glanced sideways at Wang Peng, with great disgust emerging from the depths of his pupils.

Obviously, worshiping the statue of the ancestor can consecrate the jade tablet and obtain some benefits.

But this guy Wang Peng...

The middle-aged woman vaguely understood everything and said with a smile: "I am the elder Qi Huanzhen of Qinglong Peak, and this is the elder Zang Wengong."

Fang Zhixing put his hands behind his back and asked, "You two stopped my sister, what advice do you have?"

At this moment, Wang Peng got up and spit out the mud in his mouth. He saw Fang Zhixing standing in front of the two elders, calm and calm, neither humble nor arrogant. He was dumbfounded.

Qi Huanzhen said slowly: "Your sister has a very unique destiny and may face a catastrophe of life or death at any time. Did you know that?"

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is your destiny?"

Qi Huanzhen continued: "Fate is a person's fate pattern. For example, if a person's fate belongs to water, it is best to choose water to live, otherwise he may encounter unexpected events."

Fang Zhixing sounded mysterious and a bit superstitious.

Xigou couldn't help but complain: "Taoist stuff is really hard to understand."

Fang Zhixing was silent for a while and asked: "What do you think my destiny is?"

Qi Huanzhen's eyes froze and her breath froze.

She tilted her head and whispered: "Senior Brother Zang, take a look."

Zang Wengong looked solemn and made a secret gesture with his hands.

In an instant, light condensed between his eyebrows, transforming into a Dharma Eye. The light was divine and extremely majestic.

The Dharma Eye stared straight at Fang Zhixing. After a while, the Dharma Eye went out.

Zang Wengong's face was solemn, his brows were knitted into a knot, and he shook his head at Qi Huanzhen.

Qi Huanzhen took a deep breath and said: "Your destiny is even more peculiar. It should be a rare 'dark evil destiny', which is unpredictable and unobservable."

Fang Zhixing laughed and did not pursue the matter further. He just asked: "Then where does my sister's fate, such as life and death, come from?"

Qi Huanzhen continued: "No matter where she is, she will always encounter life and death crises. We can see that she has encountered three major disasters, and every time someone died because of her!"

Junyao thought for a while and said softly: "When I was a child, I was attacked by wild beasts. My brother died trying to protect me. Since then, my parents have hated me and sold me to human traffickers. Then I met you..."