Chapter 2001 Mr. Hong

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A carriage was driving slowly on the official road. The carriage was not big, and could only seat three or four people. It was pulled by a rare pair of horses.

There were other pedestrians on the official road, and they were all attracted by this special carriage.

The carriage had no luxurious decorations, but it had a special texture.

The two horses were not simple either, they were tall and strong, with blood-red fur, like the finest brocade under the scorching sun.

The coachman had a straight spine. Although he was a coachman, he looked at the pedestrians with a sense of arrogance that looked down on all living beings. The coachmen of the dignitaries in the city did not have such temperament.

The two horses walked briskly, and a small town appeared in front of the official road.

“Master, look, the town of Hanwan is ahead…”

The coachman bowed slightly and spoke to the people in the carriage, his demeanor unconsciously becoming more respectful.

“Stop the car.”

A plain voice came from the carriage.

The coachman responded, gently pulled the reins, and the two horses raised their front hooves at the same time, stomped heavily on the ground, and stopped steadily with the carriage in an instant. The carriage body did not shake at all, which made the passers-by stare at them.

The door opened, and a Taoist priest walked out, squinting at the town ahead.

The coachman smiled and served carefully. He looked in the direction of the Taoist priest, and was secretly surprised.

This man was obviously a master. I don’t know why he came to this town that is not even worth mentioning in the mortal world.

He asked for directions before he found the place.

The Taoist priest nodded slightly, threw a small bag to the coachman, and said, "You go back."

The coachman opened the bag and smiled, "Hey! Taoist priest, take care. I am in Sanqi Island all year round. If I need you in the future, just say hello."

Knowing the temper of this master, the coachman did not drag his feet, let alone ask more questions. He immediately turned the car around and rode back.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a deserted area. The driver's wrist shook slightly, and the whip "snapped". It didn't hit the two horses, but broke into a cloud of water mist, and the horses and the carriage gradually faded away.

The fur on the ribs of the two horses trembled, and a pair of blood wings were spread out, flapping gently, leaving the ground and flying into the air, walking on the clouds, as fast as an eagle, and disappeared in the sky in an instant.

The Taoist who got off the car just now was naturally Qin Sang.

He walked into Hanwan Town, listened to the hawking along the street, and felt the fireworks of the world.

After Tianmu Butterfly successfully passed the tribulation, Qin Sang first helped Taiyi control the Thunder Altar, and then passed the sword to Yulang. Calculating that the time was almost right, he chose a good time to set off.

On this trip, Qin Sang brought Gui Hou and Luo Hou with him. On the day of departure, the people who saw him off were Taiyi, Yulang, Lingshi and Hongmei Eryao, the core disciples of Qingyang Temple, and the only outsider was Gu Yunsou.

Qin Sang deliberately created an identity for Gu Yunsou that he was the descendant of a powerful force traveling abroad, so there was no need to hide it, and being open and honest would be more credible.

He announced to the outside world that he would be in seclusion for a long time, practicing hard, and never ask about worldly affairs again.

When Master Yue sent the yellow leaf token, he kindly reminded Qin Sang that there were some restless places on the road to Jitian Peak.

Qin Sang avoided these places, and although he took a long detour, he really had a smooth journey and arrived at Jitian Peak.

Jitian Peak's cultivation world is similar to Yuedu Bay, both of which are centered on a giant island, with the vast sea and countless small islands around it.

However, when local cultivators talk about Jitian Peak, they are referring to a mountain.

This peak is the highest peak on the island. Legend has it that it reaches the nine heavens and is unfathomable, and the mountain is extremely majestic.

The reason for this legend is that the largest force here, Jitian Palace, occupies the top of the mountain, majestic and mysterious.

Unlike the Yueduwan Xiuxian world, the top sects here are all gathered in one place, and the mountain gates are all built on the Jitian Peak. Countless sects are arranged according to the mountain terrain, and you can see them if you look up or down.

This shows how majestic the Jitian Peak is. The east side of the island, which occupies more than 30% of the island, can be regarded as the mountain base of the Jitian Peak.

This place gathers the spirit of the whole island, and the mountain ridges are stacked layer by layer, accumulating a soaring momentum, and the solitary peak directly pierces the sky.

The Lianxu cultivators are also unable to make such a big change. I don’t know if it is the work of the combined cultivators, or it may really be the magic of nature.

The unique terrain creates this pattern.

After landing on the island, Qin Sang did not go to Jitian Peak. He rented a flying horse carriage and ordered the driver to find a place called Hanwan Town.

Mr. Hong lives in this mortal town.

Passing through the town, the hustle and bustle gradually faded away. There was a mountain to the north of the town. The other party did not deliberately cover it up. Qin Sang sensed the breath of the formation from a distance. This mountain is definitely a treasure land.

Qin Sang walked to the foot of the mountain and saw a village with a few wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys. He couldn't help but think of Qipai Village and the days when he lived in seclusion in Qingyang Temple.

Going around the village, a forest path led to the foot of the mountain. The winding path led to a secluded place, and Qin Sang soon saw a small fenced courtyard.

Beside the clear spring, there were three thatched cottages, and there was a garden in the courtyard, planted with various flowers, competing for beauty.

An old farmer was tending in the garden, squatting on the ground with his hands full of mud.

Several children were playing in the garden.

Qin Sang bowed across the fence, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Hong?"

The old farmer raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Sang for a while, casually patted the mud on his hands on his clothes, stood up and said, "Are you Taoist Qingfeng?"

"It's me," Qin Sang looked at the children, all of them were mortals.

"Okay, Grandpa Hong has guests at home, you should go back and eat, or you will be scolded by your parents later," Mr. Hong clapped his hands, picked a few flowers, and gave one to each child.

The children lined up to receive the flowers and waved goodbye obediently, "Goodbye, Grandpa Hong."

"Taoist Master, please come in."

Mr. Hong invited Qin Sang in and asked, "It will take ten years for Canjin City to arrive. Can Taoist Master wait?"

Qin Sang replied, "You can wait."

Mr. Hong nodded and asked again: "This place is rough, can the Taoist priest tolerate it?"

"If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, it will be spiritual if there is a dragon. How can it be so shameless?"

Qin Sang smiled slightly and asked.

"Haha, Taoist Priest is also a wonderful person," Mr. Hong laughed and raised his finger to the mountain. "The caves and caves on the mountain are all ownerless things. Taoist Priest can choose a place to rest at will."

Qin Sang thanked him and followed Master Yue's reminder not to ask any more questions.

But after entering the small courtyard, I couldn't help but look at the garden more.

There is a high probability that Mr. Hong is also a master of alchemy. I am afraid that every flower raised by such a person is a rare treasure in the world.

But the garden is full of mortal flowers.

Before coming in, he thought it was some kind of brilliant formation that even he couldn't see through. After coming in, he was sure that these flowers were really ordinary flowers, and even included the most common wild flowers in the fields.

This Mr. Hong has a deep and obscure aura. He must be an expert. Could it be that he has also entered the mortal world?

Perhaps Qin Sang's answer made Mr. Hong feel good. Noticing Qin Sang's gaze, Mr. Hong took the initiative to explain: "After walking far, when I look back, these mortal plants are not as delicate as spiritual flowers and spiritual grass." , I can do whatever I want, which is quite interesting..."

He pointed to a rice flower beside the garden, "It is said that there is a dispute between Mahayana and Hinayana outside. The Taoist priest thinks that if I cultivate a kind of good rice and solve the world's hunger, can I be conferred as a farmer saint?"

"No wonder the rice around Khanwan Town is growing particularly well."

Qin Sang said firmly, "Sir, if you can really do it, you will definitely be canonized, and it will be a saint for all races!"

But I was thinking in my heart, it seems that the so-called Mahayana way does not lie in calling yourself king and ancestor.

If we can really walk through these "paths", one thing is for sure, the great power will care about the people and benefit the world, and it will bring about earth-shaking changes to the world.

The question is whether it can work.

"So what if you can become a saint? Can you and I become immortals in one step?" Mr. Hong shook his head, waved his sleeves, and a trail appeared behind the thatched cottage, signaling Qin Sang to go up the mountain on his own.

Seeing that Mr. Hong had no desire to talk in depth, Qin Sang couldn't say much. He randomly picked a cave in the mountain, set up a formation, and meditated behind closed doors.

Look inside the sea of ​​qi.

It is already the twentieth year after the tribulation, and Tianmu Butterfly is still sleeping soundly with no sign of waking up.

However, it can be felt that Tianmu Butterfly's aura is gradually becoming calmer, presumably because it is digesting the power of thunder in the body.

After checking it, Qin Sang continued his practice.

From now on, he will focus on improving his cultivation, but he still needs to understand the Four Symbols Sword Formation.

Especially the Southern Vermilion Bird Sword Formation, after it is perfected, the four elephants can act as the second, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Every time he understood the sword formation, Qin Sang would wake up the Suzaku and ask for its help, and this time was no exception.

"Have you met Mr. Hong?" Suzaku woke up and asked immediately.

Qin Sang hummed.

"Finally, I can see the real world! After all the changes, I wonder what the world has become," Suzaku sighed, his tone full of vicissitudes, like an old man who has gone through countless years.

Qin Sang squinted, "Do you remember the past?"

"No!"

Suzaku was confident and said back, "It's not all your fault for being too slow!"

After breaking through the divine transformation stage, Suzaku's cultivation level began to improve rapidly again, and he is now not far from the late stage of divine transformation.

However, Suzaku claimed that it felt that its potential was almost exhausted. The two true feathers and its previous foundation were probably not able to support it in breaking through the Void Refining Stage.

In the future, he may have to work hard on his own, so how can he get used to it.

"Are you sure?" Qin Sang asked.

Looking at Suzaku's previous momentum, Qin Sang originally thought that he would soon have another helper in the Void Refining Stage.

"have no idea!"

Suzaku was tough-mouthed, but a little dejected. He grabbed Qin Sang's sleeve and complained repeatedly, "How many years have passed if you still haven't hurry up!"

Qin Sang was helpless, he also hoped to refine the Qilin Source Seed as soon as possible.

Now facing monks of the same level, his spiritual consciousness has no advantage, but is restricted.

If he swallowed it at all costs, it might have been completed, but Suzaku made various demands, and the difficulty increased several times.

I had sensed the fluctuations of life before, but the critical point has not yet arrived. I don't know whether Suzaku's statement is reliable or whether a unicorn egg can be hatched.

After the Kirin egg is born, it may take time to hatch, that is, the Void Refining Monk must live long enough, otherwise he will be killed by the Kirin Source Seed.

"Let's wait until you reach the peak of spiritual transformation before we talk about this. Then we will try to help you break through the void cultivation."

Qin Sang sent a message to create a sword formation and ordered Suzaku to enter the formation.

Wait until the third year.

Qin Sang sensed a strange aura appearing in the mountain, walked out of the cave, and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat.

The bamboo hat is draped with gauze, covering the face and the entire upper body.

This man lowered his head when walking. The bamboo hat was a rare treasure. Under the cover of the bamboo hat, this person's aura was chaotic and unclear.

It seemed that there was someone in the mountain, and when he suddenly saw Qin Sang, the man in the hat suddenly stopped.

Qin Sang frowned and was about to speak when he saw the man in the bamboo hat slightly cupping his hands and without saying a word, hurriedly entered an empty monastery and closed the door.

Qin Sang secretly thought that something was strange, and he was blinded by the treasure. Without using magic to investigate, he could not determine the true cultivation level of the man in the hat.

It is not easy to investigate further in Mr. Hong's Taoist temple.

This person must also be going to Da Zhou, and I hope he will not cause trouble on the way.

Qin Sang stood at the door for a while, then returned to the cave and continued to practice.

In the second year, another person entered the mountain.

This person was much more lively than the cloaked man. When he saw Qin Sang, he immediately greeted him warmly and called himself Huai Ting, and his cultivation was equal to Qin Sang.

They met by chance, and both sides knew the limits and would not delve into each other's origins. Qin Sang only knew that Huai Ting was not a cultivator from Jitian Peak.

"Master, you are also going to Da Zhou, right? I have heard that the pattern of the cultivation world of Jitian Peak is very different from other places. I don't know when I can come back. Why don't you go and see it when you pass by this place?" Huai Ting warmly invited Qin Sang to go with him.

Qin Sang thought to himself that he was going to travel around the world and practiced at the same time, so he agreed.

The two informed Mr. Hong and flew to Jitian Peak together.

Hanwan Town is not far from Jitian Peak. The two flew slowly for two hours to reach the foot of the mountain.

In Hanwan Town, you can see the shadow of the mountain in the east. When you get close, you can feel the magnificence of this mountain.

There are layers of mountain ridges and various landforms.

There are wilderness, jungles, rivers, lakes and swamps in the mountains, as well as countless cities and flashes of strange lights, which are the locations of some immortal sects.

So many mortals, cultivators and sects gathered on a mountain, but it didn't seem crowded.

The two admired it from a distance for a while, hid their cultivation, entered the mountain in a low profile, and circled in the mountain for several days. As expected, they saw many unique features of Jitian Peak.

The immortal cultivation world of Jitian Peak is headed by Jitian Palace, and other sects are also affiliated with Jitian Palace.

These sects are called so-and-so palaces, and the masters of the sects have the right to participate in the affairs of Jitian Palace, which is equivalent to serving in Jitian Palace.

The organization is tighter than some alliances, but unlike the Taoist talisman sect, it separates the Taoist court and the palace.

A sect is a branch of Jitian Palace, exercising certain powers.

Each sect is independent and restrained from each other, forming a complex and deformed network, which has been running until now, which Qin Sang and Huai Ting marveled at.

In the end, they did not reveal their identities. They visited Jitian Palace, toured it, and returned to Hanwan Town.

Unexpectedly, no one else came later.

Until the tenth year after Qin Sang arrived.

In the morning of this day, Qin Sang was awakened by the sound of a drum.

Qin Sang pushed the door open and went out, and flashed to the top of the mountain. He saw Mr. Hong holding a bronze drum in his hand, and threw it lightly, and the bronze drum expanded.

In addition to Mr. Hong, there were only three of them.

"Please come up, the deacon of Canjin City is here."

After the three people boarded the bronze drum, Mr. Hong controlled the bronze drum to fly north and flew out of the sea. ()