Chapter 184 Changyingyuan

Author: Hu Fujun

Chapter 184 Changyingyuan

But outside the round window, there was a roaring wind that was blowing vigorously.

Blowing up the blue sky, rising high——

Looking from a distance, it is like a long dragon occupying Cong Xiao, making the world dark and dim.

Even the clouds and mist within a hundred miles have turned into turbid chaos, swirling and flowing, and the shape and quality can no longer be distinguished——

After Chen Heng got up from the cabin, what he saw was this scene.

Although the flying boat he was currently in was an immortal talisman, it was not worth mentioning in the face of such mighty forces of heaven and earth.

It's just like a small boat bumping up and down in the huge sea, rising and falling with the wind and waves.

Insignificant.

Although there is always a risk of overturning.

"Although this spiritual energy is still far inferior to Buxiaoming Daze, it is already better than the Southern Territory by an unknown amount..."

Chen Heng saw that no matter the mountains or other objects under his feet, they were all hidden or appearing, and they were blurry.

He raised his hand to capture a ray of spiritual energy and absorbed it into his body. He could not help but raise his eyebrows in thought.

A full seven days have passed since we left Xiyi Mountain and sailed out of Xiaoming Daze.

During these seven days.

Crossing the country, crossing the river, crossing the mountains, flying across the sea——

I don’t know how much distance it covered.

Although since leaving Xiaoming Daze, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has dropped by more than a small amount, both in terms of shape and total amount, but compared with the Southern Territory, it is still like a blessed land and a cave in the sky.

But when the flying boat crashed into the realm that was enveloped by the extremely strong wind, the already abundant energy suddenly increased by several degrees.

Chen Heng stood leaning on the railing, communicating with his mind. He could only faintly notice that there seemed to be a vigorous vitality in the distant sky, which was constantly nourishing biochemistry, without any decay and decadence, and felt a little strange.

And he didn't wait for him to experience this feeling more.

Outside the cabin, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and then there were inquiries and knocks on the door.

"Please come in."

Chen Heng moved his sleeves and opened the door.

Outside the cabin, two Taoists in yellow clothes and crowns were standing, their eyes lowered and not looking up at him, their expressions were very respectful.

"I wonder what you two can teach me?"

Chen Heng smiled slightly and said.

Within the responsibilities of the four lower houses, they all regard themselves as the supervising house as the noblest and most noble.

He is the permanent leader and the master of Taoism!

Under the prison, there are three great masters and twenty-four great deacons.

As for under the Archdeacon—

Just now are these Taoist priests wearing yellow clothes and yellow crowns.

Either as a mountain patrol, or as a house number, or as a secretary, or as a comprador, or as a doorman, or as a treasury clerk, or as a clock attendant...the duties are different and the status is humble.

Chen Heng practiced in Changying courtyard as a disciple.

Although it is difficult to escape the control of the Changying Supervisor and the three great masters, it is constrained by the twenty-four great deacons.

But to these Taoist priests, his status is undoubtedly high and noble!

It's like the status of a disciple who enters the house.

If some people with an unruly and domineering temperament and a weak conscience kill the Taoist priests on the spot because of a minor displeasure, they will not be punished too severely.

Probably because he works in Changyingyuan, most of the people he sees are disciples who come from aristocratic families.

These two serving Taoists have always treated Chen Heng with utmost care and served him respectfully.

Only adhering to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, and saying more and making more mistakes, these two people were very reticent during these seven days, and they did not have a single casual conversation with Chen Heng.

But Chen Heng guessed that there must be concerns about his life experience and grudges, which made the two Taoist priests so cautious and cautious...

"Senior Brother Chen, please tell me, this is the place where the earth's veins meet, and the spiritual energy spits out into the void, which is why the strong wind is created. In fact, this strong wind is also a part of the small formation to protect the mountain... Not far ahead, there is

This is where Jinting Mountain is located.”

A Taoist priest said respectfully.

"At most, if you burn half a stick of incense, you can reach the mountain gate."

Another Taoist Taoist priest quickly responded.

Jinting Mountain——

Chen Heng's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly.

The mountain gate of Changyingyuan is located at Jinting Mountain.

It is said that this mountain was once a popular scenic spot in another state. It was majestic, majestic, vertical and horizontal, and equipped with all kinds of spiritual illusions. It was truly amazing. Later, a great man from Yuchen Shangzong passed by and took a fancy to it, and he specially carried it with him.

He returned to Dongmizhou and used it as the dojo residence of Changyingyuan.

Just now, the flying boat crashed into the strong wind, and suddenly I felt that I had a lot more inspiration.

Presumably, it is also because we are approaching Jinting Mountain...

See Chen Heng nodding.

The two Taoist priests didn't say much. They only bowed respectfully, then carefully closed the door and retreated. It was obvious that they cherished their words like gold.

Chen Heng didn't take it seriously either, he just turned his eyes and looked quietly at the sea of ​​clouds sinking outside the window.

And the whistling got louder—

The waves and clouds are like rough waves in the sea, and they are as powerful as a mountain collapse.

After half a stick of incense.

After the flying boat crossed a large lake.

Instantly.

I saw the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, everything was silent, and there was no sound for a while.

The mist dispersed, and the Tianshan Mountains became the same color——

Watch it from a distance.

All I could see was a majestic mountain standing between the sky and the earth, filling my eyes with darkness. It connected to Yunmen with morning mist at the top, and with clear smoke at the ground below.

The skyscrapers are endless and the trees are endless; the mountains are deep and rolling for hundreds of thousands of miles, making it a magnificent sight.

And around the mountain there are mist and mist lingering, the peaks and forest valleys are hidden or visible, the light and color are pure, the sky is clear, the sky is clear, the spirit and the extreme are galloping, just like looking into the fairyland of Langyuan and Penglai from afar.

As for the mountains and green mountains, with the sky rising above and the flying pavilions flowing with elixirs, and the groundless land below, it has another strange appearance.

Chen Heng looked at it with his eyes.

In the clouds and mist in the deep mountains, among the scattered palaces, you can often see cultivators riding Su Luan and riding red cranes entering and exiting.

Flying into the sky, the figure is ethereal...

He gently raised his hand, but it only rose a few inches, and then slowly lowered it, and the fingers in his big sleeves clenched tightly for a moment.

"No matter what kind of sneaky tricks you are trying to show off, how can you defeat the majestic power..."

Chen Heng felt a surge of pride in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp:

"The portal to immortality... I'm finally here!"

…

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And the flying boat Chen Heng was riding slowly broke through the smoke and landed behind Jinting Mountain.

On top of a small hill.

The middle-aged Taoist with an imposing appearance, wearing a black robe and a purple gold crown, also slowly closed his eyes, and the bright golden light in his pupils disappeared.

He put his hand on the long sword at his waist and was silent for a long time. His expression was thoughtful and seemed to be somewhat puzzled.

"Didn't my uncle bring us to see this son? How come we didn't say a word after seeing him?"

Behind the middle-aged Taoist, there is a man and a woman.

The man wears a high hat and is dressed in fine clothes. He is about 20 years old. His expression is leisurely and lazy. His eyes seem to be closed, as if he has never felt tired and sleepy, and he is yawning continuously.

But that woman is in her prime, with a beautiful face, slender teeth, elegant hair and misty hair, and a graceful appearance that is different from ordinary beauty.
To be continued...