Path to Heaven

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Chapter 818 Brother Ma

A small valley less than ten miles away, surrounded by white spirit fog, white

There is a mountain path extending from the white mist in Gukou. At the end of the path are a few fields of reeds and a small house made of reeds

The spirit fields are filled with various spirits, with different colors and strange shapes. The fog rises like a haze, and a clear spring flows from the rocks on one side and forms next to several fields of spirit. A small pool

"Brother Ma, remember to help me take care of the two cold-scented ice plums in Condensed Valley. Last time you promised me. I have to go out for a few days to come back. It's all up to you."

Here in front of the reed hut in Kotani, a middle-aged man in his forties who looks like he is talking with two young people

The three are all wearing the same style of cyan shirts. The middle-aged man looks very honest. It looks like a promise. At first glance, it is a honest man who has no claim. The two young people are more chunky. It looks smart, while the other has a long figure, a fair complexion, and a clear eyebrow.

At this moment, it is this young man with a clear eye that is not worrying about the middle-aged man.

"Okay, Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will pass by later." The middle-aged man very honestly promised

"Relax, when Brother Ma has forgotten something, he promised that there will be nothing wrong." The young man with an eye-catching eye was a little uneasy, and he wanted to say something. Pat him on the shoulder and say so to him

"Thank you, Brother Ma." Hearing the chunky young man saying this, the young man with clear eyes and eyes think about it too. After a smile, he left and walked out of the valley with the chunky young man.

"You really are, he hasn't made any mistakes for thirty years, and he didn't break a spirit yao because he forgot something. You still don't worry." The two young men walked out of the valley, but outside was a mountain with clouds, this The position of the valley is halfway up the mountain. The two walked on the mountain road. The clouds between the roads were automatically separated, and the chunky young man couldn't help but talk about the young man with clear eyes.

"I also know that the cold-scented ice plum is the main material used by Liu Shishulian Yao. In case something goes wrong, I can't afford it." The young man in Mei Qingmuxiu said a little embarrassedly

"Then you still ask Brother Ma to take care of you... I said that you have asked Brother Ma to do a lot of things for you over the years, you have more time to practice and earn spirit stones..."

"I'm not the one who asked him to help... Besides, Brother Ma's talent is mediocre, and he still has such cultivation practice, and there will be no great achievements in cultivation. In case I have great achievements in the future, help him. To compensate him is..."

"That's not necessarily. Did Brother Ma get the qualification to listen to Zen this time, if he got any chance, it would be different. The Master Yuanheng didn't just look at the disciples in the garden. Did you get a chance?"

"..."

The two young men spoke while walking, and soon disappeared into the misty mountain road

Just a moment after the two disappeared on the mountain road, a slender old man came out of another mountain road

"Hey..." The old man's head was white and his face was thin, but his eyebrows were very kind. Looking at the direction of the disappearance of the two young men, the old man sighed softly and shook his head, as if he had just heard the two. People's excited talk

Then, the old man walked into the small valley less than ten miles away

"Uncle Zhang", when the old man walked into the valley, the middle-aged man who was honestly agitated was taking care of one of the Lingyao before a piece of Lingtian. He carefully sprinkled some 1u beads on the leaves of the Lingyao. Seeing the old man walk into the valley, the middle-aged man immediately wiped his hands, stood up, and paid a respectful gesture towards the old man.

"No more gifts," the old man was kind-hearted and sat down on a bamboo chair in front of the small house. He greeted the middle-aged man over. "Did Ma, Xiaojiang, and Xiaosong make excuses for you to do things for them?" "

"It was Brother Jiang who said he had something to go out for a few days. Let me help him take care of the two cold-scented ice plums in Condensed Valley." The middle-aged man stood under the old man and answered honestly.

The old man shook his head slightly, but he didn't say much, but just agitated: "Then you have to be very careful these days, don't go out of the way, you're disqualified from listening to Zen, and Yanhuo Valley. Two plants have grown badly in two days. I have told you Uncle Sun that I will take care of Yanhuo Valley these days.

"Thank you Uncle Zhang" the middle-aged man who honestly agitated ao seems to be reticent, just said so

"This thing is for you. After you have seen it, destroy it." The old man nodded, took something out of his arms, and handed it to the middle-aged man

"Uncle Zhang, what is this?" The middle-aged man was a little stunned. The old man gave him a yellow scroll with a simple picture on it, which seemed to be hand-painted by a low-yellow linden tree. There is a rough, toad-like blue mountain rock below

"This is left with a good brother who is very private to me." The old man looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes dizzy, and he seemed to remember the old man, "This records a place in the seven treasures..."

"Seven treasures?" The middle-aged man seemed very surprised, his eyes widened.

"you

And after listening to what I said, I understood.” The old man waved his hand, so that the middle-aged man was restless. “My brother is also like you, who is responsible for planting the spirit field. As a result, he did not make any mistakes for thirty years. As an ordinary disciple

He was qualified to listen to Zen sounds in the Seven Treasures. He has a low status. When listening to Zen sounds, he is closer to the wooden fish of Zen sounds. Some places covered by the Buddha's light have been occupied by people. He can only be in the outer part. On bluestone

Listening but almost no one was inherited from the Zen sound that year. He was in this remote corner far away from the wooden sound of the Zen sound. Instead, he heard a strange chanting from the Zen sound and listened to him before his death. What he said at the time

Sitting on the blue stone, I only felt that there was a breath of fresh air on the blue stone, which made him feel strange, but the scripture was very complicated. Although he heard it, he still couldn't understand its meaning, and finally he could not understand it. Instead

Melancholy ends"

"In our Dayingfeng, there are people who have inherited Zen sounds?" The middle-aged man was extremely surprised, his eyes widened.

"Don’t tell anyone about this," the old man looked at the middle-aged man and said very seriously, "My brother did not tell anyone about the scripture, and even feared that I would be as uncomprehending as he is. In the end, even when I was dying, I didn’t even tell him that he still had a nephew in the outside. If this matter came out, I’m afraid Zongmen would pursue it, but it would affect his descendants.

"I know, I won't tell anyone." The middle-aged man nodded with certainty.

"Now

You also have the opportunity to listen to Zen sounds in the Seven Treasures. This is a great opportunity... Because it has not cultivated a bad spirit yao for thirty years, this is not only for you to be careful, but also for God’s favor I will tell you this matter, I want to The Seven Treasures

The place may have a chance. If you listen to Zen, you can’t hear the scriptures in other places, you can sit in the place where my brother got the scriptures.” The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said slowly, "As for your sex

Son... honest and honest, there is no big demand, even if the scriptures are unintended, I don’t think they will be as depressed as my brother."

"Uncle Zhang, thank you..." The middle-aged man looked at the old man and said seriously

"But it's not sure, Dazhi Ruoyu, Daoqiaoruo, no yu, no demand...maybe it will become a avenue" The old man lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly, "You remember this place in the picture Let's destroy it"

The "good" middle-aged man looked at another pattern, stretched his hand to smash the yellow film, and then buried it directly in the soil in front of Xiao She

"You have to be careful these days" After the old man agitated again, he did not stay much, stood up, and left this small valley

"miss you

Before this big Yingfeng, someone actually had inherited Zen sound... I am afraid that even Mingde didn’t think of it... This old man is really good, he took care of me, and gave me such a thing. I replaced this. People listening to Zen

The qualifications of this person are indeed not bad. This person is a little unfair. At that time, I want to give this person some benefits to make up for the past..." After the old man left, the middle-aged man's eyes were obviously smart Get up and watch

The ground where the picture is buried, brows slightly jumped, softly muttered to himself

Then the middle-aged man turned and walked into the small house behind him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After taking the door, he stretched out his hand, but took out two demon pills with the size of a child's head.

The two demon princesses gleamed with a slight white light, just like sheep fat white yu, and the water spirit was very full. Once taken out, the whole small house seemed to be very wet after the new rain.

"I don't know what kind of mystery this ancient ancient stupid demon pill is."

After taking out these two large strange monsters, the middle-aged man murmured again, and then he reached out and threw a spirit out of his head, and wrapped one of them. Inside, then a stream of water spirits rushed up continuously, but it started to refine this demon pill and cultivate it.

This middle-aged man is awesome

Seeing Wei Suo's spirit of water spirit at the moment directly scrolling the demon cultivation, it is clear that it has been repaired, but there is no special prohibition here. He dare not stretch his arms and practice hard. The washed water spirit is only about one-tenth of the usual two

After practicing for more than half an hour, I saw that he had put away the Pangu giant zhe demon which was not much smaller, his eyes flashed, he felt a moment, and then he swept out and walked towards the valley.