Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1660

After calming down, Lintian couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "why do you think I can find the 'elder'

There was a different look in the red dress woman's face: "because the golden cicada once told me that my little friend came from Fangcun mountain."

Fangcun mountain!

Lintian's black eyes flashed and said, "go on."

It's not surprising that Jinchan can see that he has something to do with Fangcun mountain Taoism. What's strange is why he told Qianyu Jianhua?

The woman in red took a deep breath again, as if trying to calm herself. Then she said solemnly:

"The elder who taught me Taoism came from Fangcun mountain. His Taoist name is' Snow cliff ', ranking 19th among the descendants of Fangcun mountain."

"He... Should be Xiaoyou's senior brother!"

Lintian was stunned when the words fell. He opened his wisdom for Qianyu sword flower and taught Taoism. Was it his 19th senior brother?

Think about it, today's Qianyu sword flowers have become emperor!

How high should my 19th senior brother's accomplishments be?

"Elder martial brother Xuankong said that I was recognized by the Lord of Fangcun mountain as a descendant and ranked 50th, but the key is... I have only seen elder martial brother Xuankong... Not to mention the Lord of Fangcun mountain, I don't even know where Fangcun mountain is..."

Lintian was lost in thought.

Senior brother Xuankong was the Xuankong ghost king, who told Lintian something about Fangcun mountain in the futile city of "Fu Tu Buddhist land" at the top of the mountain.

However, Lintian had little contact with "Fangcun mountain" because of his practice experience in recent years.

This makes him suddenly hear about the things related to the 19th senior brother "xueya", and he can't help feeling unprepared.

But obviously, the red dress woman has identified him as the younger martial brother of "xueya" and the descendant of Fangcun mountain.

"What do you want me to do when you find senior brother xueya?"

For a long time, Lin Xun asked aloud. Whether he admitted it or not, he had an inseparable relationship with Fangcun mountain.

If the avenue in his hand has no terminal tower, it is a heavy weapon of Fangcun mountain town.

For example, the holy fighting method he practiced is one of the "nine methods" of fangcunshan town school!

The woman in red took out a bamboo sword only seven inches long and one finger wide.

The bamboo sword is yellow and old-fashioned, and two meaningful and beautiful ancient characters "listening to snow" are engraved on it.

The red dress woman held the sword in her hands and said seriously with a trace of piety between her eyebrows: "I want to return this sword to senior xueya. Senior xueya once said that I will see you again someday. This sword is a keepsake."

Listen to the snow bamboo sword!

In fact, the red dress woman is very reluctant to give up.

She still clearly remembers that 160000 years ago, she was still a weak and non intelligent plant spirit.

Timid, cowardly, lonely and helpless.

We can only hide in the crevice of the rock and secretly eat Xia and drink dew. We have to be frightened for a long time every time, because as long as there are monsters close, we will regard her as Chinese food.

After many years, on a night of thunder and rain, what worried her most happened.

A boa constrictor demon with money spots suddenly appeared, and its huge mountain like body looked so terrible and ferocious in the rainy night with lightning flashes.

She had no time to dodge, so she was stared at by the python demon.

Until now, she remembers how desperate, lost and helpless she was at that moment, as if the shadow of death had been covered.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

At that time, she vowed that if anyone could save herself this time, she would repay her kindness with her own life and never regret it!

It seems that I heard her voice, or maybe the smell of the python demon was too publicity and ferocity, which attracted the attention of a monk passing by.

It was a man in a Confucian robe with wide sleeves and a broad belt. He mastered a book and came like a scholar in the night of heavy rain and thunder.

His manner was straightforward and natural, and his eyes were gentle and clear.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that all the despair, helplessness and confusion in her heart were gone, just like seeing a touch of sunshine, tearing the torrential night rain, shining into the eternal night, bringing an unspeakable warmth and light.

Then, the demon Python was held in his hand by him, shook his head and said with a smile, "how can you set foot on the demon correction path? I advise you to pay attention to a little wisdom before you have the opportunity to prove the path."

The demon Python turned into a human, knelt down and kowtowed three times, as if to express the grace of enlightenment, and then disappeared into the night.

The young man squatted down, his eyes were soft, looked at her and said, "you little flower is really poor. What's rare is that although you have no wisdom, you have a heart to the Tao. Anyway, since I saw you, I will open your wisdom and teach you the Tao industry, so that you will no longer be afraid from now on."

That voice, like the running water of a stream, infiltrated her heart and made her unforgettable all her life. Until now, she still firmly believes that this is the warmest voice she has heard in her life.

Later, the young man left. When he left, he took out a piece of ordinary green bamboo, cut it into a sword and engraved the word "listening to snow"

This snow listening bamboo sword has also become an item that the woman in red clothes cares about most since the boundless years. It is treasured like flesh in her heart.

Later, she learned that the gentle, forthright and unrestrained young man in Confucian robes was the 19th descendant of Fangcun mountain——

Snow cliff!

……

After staring at the woman in red for a moment, Lintian finally didn't refuse. He took the bamboo sword and said:

"I can't guarantee whether I can see senior brother 19 in the future, but as long as I see it, I will give it to him."

The woman in red said excitedly, "that's good, that's good!"

Today, she is already a peak existence under the realm of an emperor. Her heritage and strength are strong enough to thrill all living beings in the world.

But at this time, she jumped and rejoiced like a girl.

"Little friend, my name is Lingyu. I will repay your kindness in the future."

The woman in red took a deep breath, restrained her inner excitement and said seriously.

Lintian said, "I don't ask you to repay me. I just hope you won't have any more trouble during your stay on the Great Wall."

The red dress woman named Lingyu nodded without hesitation.

……

On that day, Mr. Shen saw Lintian off. Before leaving, he couldn't help asking, "little friend, what's your plan after you go back?"

Lintian felt a move in his heart and said, "senior, do you think I will be in danger if I go to sunset soup valley with my current strength?"

He's going to save the spirit of the mindless spirit bow!

However, the sunset soup valley was the nest of gold and black, which made Lintian dare not despise it.

Mr. Shen looked complicated. He probably guessed that Lintian's trip was destined to have nothing to do with the visit, and it was likely to be revenge.

After thinking about it, Mr. Shen said: "the quasi imperial strongmen of Jinwu, now also serve in the great wall of diguan. However, according to my speculation, there must be a sage king in the sunset soup valley. With your current strength, you may not be afraid of Jinwu unless you step on the top of the great holy land."

Lintian's black eyes flashed and nodded.

"Little friend, although the golden and black veins are notorious, they can be regarded as a force that can not be ignored in our ancient wasteland, and several imperial figures of this family have gone out. Now they are practicing on the ancient path in the starry sky. If you fight against them..."

Before Mr. Shen finished, Lintian said with a smile, "don't worry, sir, I'm just going to save a 'friend' who was suppressed in the sunset soup valley."

Mr. Shen sighed in his heart, how could he not know that with the ferocity and arrogance of gold and black, how could he obediently hand over Lintian's "friend"?

However, he didn't give much advice on this matter.

Before long, a large moving array opened in the Yangguan pass. Not only Mr. Shen, but also Shunji, Mrs. mu, lingxiaozi and other old monsters came to see Lintian off.

The spirit feather of the woman in red is also there.

"Dear predecessors, farewell!"

Lintian stood in the array and bowed.

"Take care, boy!"

"If you have a chance in the future, come and see me more."

"Little friend, I'll see you next time. Let's play chess again."

Shunji, Mrs. Mu and lingxiaozi all opened their mouths with a smile.

Buzzing~

With a strange wave, Lintian disappeared from the array.

For a time, everyone's mood fluctuated.

Lintian had only arrived at the great wall of diguan for less than three months, but it brought them too many surprises and shocks.

Everyone knows that as long as such a young man does not suffer, his future achievements on the road are destined to be above them!

"Don't worry. There are no confidants ahead. No one in the world knows you."

Mr. Shen put his hand on his back and spoke slowly.

On this day, recently, Lintian, who was already famous for the great wall of Zhendi pass, embarked on the journey back to the ancient wasteland and left.

Some people even congratulated themselves that if they sent away a plague God, there had been too much blood and turbulence since Lintian arrived at the great wall of diguan.

Qiu Laodao and other quasi emperors were killed, and even Gu Liangqu was suppressed for 10000 years. All this is really frightening.

Now, this "plague God" like young generation finally left, which made many old monsters feel relieved.

It seemed that if Lintian stayed any longer, it would be a great disaster

……

Ancient wasteland, Shenji Pavilion.

Buzzing~

With an obscure and strange wave, Lintian appeared on the altar in the secret world of Shenji Pavilion.

Lintian saw Yin Lao, who was wearing coir raincoat and hat, sitting cross legged in the distance and keeping his eyes closed.

"I've seen you, master."

Lintian walked down the altar and said respectfully.

This trip to the great wall of diguan allowed him to see the elegant demeanor of many quasi imperial figures. By such comparison, he became more and more aware of the immeasurable cultivation of Yin Lao in front of him. He was definitely an extraordinary existence!

Yin Lao didn't make a sound, his face was withered and silent, like a clay statue, without any reaction.

Lintian didn't wonder. He didn't say any more. He turned and walked away.

Until his back disappeared, old Yin, who had been sitting with his eyes closed, sighed: "this son's road is full of killing and looting. I don't know how many trials he will have to go through in the future to rise as an emperor and embark on a road unprecedented since ancient times..."

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(second later ~)