Five years ago, I was lucky enough to get Fenbao Cliff in Kunlun Ruins, and then I started my cultivation career in a daze. In the past few years, I have actually come into contact with very few monks, which also resulted in me not having much contact with the cultivation world in today's world. At this moment, when I heard Fan Guoqing talking about a series of cultivation sects like he was pouring beans from a bamboo tube, I couldn't help but sigh: "So many sects!" "Yes, so many sects!" Fan Guoqing said, looking at me from beginning to end again, He smiled and said: "You guys, it seems you have another chance. Tell me which sect you were chosen to recruit into the sect." Master Wu, do you believe it or not?" "That's bullshit!" Fan Guoqing obviously didn't believe it, and said with a nonchalant expression, "I know there are many secret sects and taboos in the spiritual world, so forget it if you don't want to talk about it." To be honest, I really don¡¯t believe it. He is like this, and so is his master, Taoist Zhongzhen. "That's right!" After thinking about it, I asked with some confusion: "With so many practicing sects far away from the world coming to Kunlun Taoist Temple with great fanfare, is it really to participate in the Christmas of Lingguan Tianjun?" If it is just for an ordinary Taoist festival , it is unreasonable for people from the spiritual world to flock here, unless they have other purposes. "Who knows!" Fan Guoqing didn't seem to know much, and said: "Today is not only the Christmas day of Lingguan Tianjun, but also Donghua Emperor of Shaoyang Sect, Guigu Immortal Master, and Ge Hong of Jindan Sect. On the Christmas day of Liu Bowen of the Xuantian sect, they probably all come together to do the ritual together. I won¡¯t say more! I don¡¯t know what my master¡¯s reasons are for not letting you show up. If it¡¯s okay, I will! I think you shouldn¡¯t show up at Kunlun Taoist Temple today to avoid any surprises. I¡¯ll go back to the temple beforehand. We¡¯ll talk about it later. Then you can show me your skills no matter what.¡± Fan warned me again. Leaving in a hurry on National Day. "As soon as he disappeared at the entrance of the village, his father, Fan Tuzi, walked over slowly. Unlike Fan Guoqing's delicate face and figure, Uncle Fan was very burly, and he walked very lightly, like a big cat. "Good morning, Uncle Fan!" "Yes!" Uncle Fan walked three meters away from me, stopped, looked at me carefully, and then said: "Tianqi, there seem to be a lot of people here today, nothing very important. , don¡¯t go to the entrance of the village to join in the fun.¡± ¡°¡¡± After thinking for a moment, I said softly: ¡°Uncle, are you worried about people from the Quanzhen Longmen Sect?¡± Five years ago, the affairs of Grandpa Mu¡¯s family were always between me and me. Only Uncle Fan knows the secret between Uncle Fan and the death of the two Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Longmen Sect in my hands. "Not only this, but those people who came today are not here to watch the ceremony!" With a sneer on his lips, Uncle Fan directly told a secret that even his son Fan Guoqing didn't know, "There are all secret treasures under the Kunlun Ruins. East Kunlun The Xiantian Wuji Sect is now the target of public criticism. It is under joint pressure from all the major factions to occupy the treasure land, but I don¡¯t know where the biggest secret treasure is, you have obtained it.¡± ¡°¡¡± Hearing this, I was shocked. Only my grandpa in the world knows what I got from Fenbaoya, but Uncle Fan has already guessed this based on what happened five years ago However, he probably doesn't understand what kind of secret treasure I got. Kill and silence! An evil thought came to my mind involuntarily. With a twitch in the corner of my eye, I calmed down the evil thought instantly. ???????????????????? Bastard! Uncle Fan is one of my best friends. Not to mention that when I was a child, I always helped my grandpa farm the land for my family. I ate his food countless times and had countless favors. How could I kill Uncle Fan for my own selfishness? ? In an instant, I felt very ashamed inside. Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness is subtle and the fluctuations in my thoughts are not obvious. Uncle Fan did not notice this evil thought. He continued: "In short, you must be careful during your time here and don't attract the attention of those people. , otherwise uncle can¡¯t help you, hey!¡± ¡°Thank you, Uncle Fan, I understand!¡± I thanked you respectfully, and said in my heart: Uncle Fan, you don¡¯t know that Wang Tianqi today is no longer the one who can only play two games five years ago. He's half grown up with flying knives. The strong body, the majestic runic powers, the fire-refined divine runes that I suddenly enlightened yesterday, all of these support my confidence that I am not afraid of anyone, not to mention the Chaos Treasure at the bottom of the box. "And!" After a pause, Uncle Fan shook his head and said helplessly: "You, I saw those rabbits in your yard above, don't let too many people know that they are monsters." After that, Uncle Fan carried his back. Hands on, turned around and disappeared into the mist that was gradually rising in the morning light.Every summer, Kunlun Village is filled with thick fog in the morning, making it look like a fairyland on earth. As far back as I can remember, this land has never experienced a major drought and has always had plenty of water vapor. ¡°It¡¯s so beautiful!¡± ¡°¡¡± Tourists from the city walked out of the village¡¯s houses in twos and threes, stretching their arms and kicking their legs. While moving, they either looked around or looked down at the steaming and misty forest below the mountain, exclaiming and praising. When I lived in the village, I rarely noticed this beautiful scenery. After living in the provincial capital for five years, it was the first time that I felt that Kunlun Village was really beautiful in the summer morning. Especially when Wu Zhaodi and Zhao Wenwen, two girls with different styles, walked out of the yard and were half-covered by a billowing mist, I felt that this scenery was even more beautiful. Not only are their attire not on the same level as the girls and wives in Kunlun Village, but even some female tourists from other cities in the province with obvious plateau red bloodshot faces cannot be compared with them. I don¡¯t know what grandpa said inside. He didn¡¯t follow Li Xuefeng and Wu Zhaodi to Li¡¯s house for breakfast at the west end of the village. Xuefeng, the boy, focused all his attention on Wu Zhaodi and Zhao Wenwen. Didn't greet me again. After staying outside for a while, the thick fog gradually changed as the sun rose in the east. When I returned home, I cooked a few eggs that Aunt Jiao gave me last night and had breakfast with my grandpa. "There are so many people, so you have to show off your skills!" After dinner, my grandfather put his hands behind his back and used a stick he found out from somewhere as a crutch. He slowly hunched his waist and puffed out a cigarette with a choking sound. Taste, stroll out. Didn¡¯t grandpa quit smoking? Why did you smoke again when you came back? Seeing this, I frowned slightly, worried about his old man's health. "Ah!" At this moment, a shrill female voice screamed, echoing throughout the small village from the west of the village. "What's going on?" "What's going on? Who's screaming?" "" This scream suddenly stirred up the little village that had not yet become noisy. The tourists were stunned, and the villagers in the village rushed to shout at the sound. They rushed to where they came from and looked at the door of each house, barking and barking. Even on the other side of the east entrance of the village, in the direction of the Kunlun Taoist Temple, there were a few weak fluctuations of spiritual consciousness spreading