Shennong Daojun

Yang Junxiong suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then like a tiger and leopard descending the mountain, he rushed towards a person five meters away.

"Bang!" The force of the punch penetrated the shoulder, and the bones were shattered.

The opponent suddenly screamed, his body was thrown away, and the spear in his hand was released.

"Cang!" Yang Junxiong kicked the gun, and the spear spun around in the air and fell into Yang Junxiong's hand.

Seeing the spear held by Yang Junxiong, the others dispersed one after another, and the greed in their eyes disappeared.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Yang Junxiong, an advanced warrior, has considerable fighting power even if he is injured.

Moreover, his vitality continued to circulate, and his breath quickly returned to 80% to 90% before the war. From the outside, his face was rosy, as if nothing was wrong.

"If you want to die, come here!" Yang Junxiong glanced around.

"Let's go, let's go quickly."

"This man is awake again."

"A top-grade warrior is really durable."

"Huh, what are you pretending to do? You just dare to bully us. Aren't you going to lose to Zhao Xing?"

The people who coveted Yang Junxiong's treasure dispersed one after another.

Although they lost to Shanmao and Zhao Xing, Yang Junxiong was not a match for them.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Junxiong groaned and leaned on his spear to stand firm.

He was injured after all, and it was a serious injury.

The vitality in his body was rushing wildly, and the mountain cat's kick caused all his internal organs to move.

"The effort fell short." Yang Junxiong's face turned pale and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

It was already the third wave of incense. He didn't grab it anymore. After taking a short rest, he ran down the mountain.

The place he arrived at was the cliff where Zhao Xing was.

After seeing Zhao Xing riding a bamboo horse across the mountain stream, Yang Junxiong was extremely angry.

"He is indeed here!"

"You stole my bamboo horse and found this opportunity."

"But I still have a chance!"

Yang Junxiong silently hid behind the boulder and began to adjust his breathing.

He still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that Zhao Xing could not find a way to pick up the spirit show, so that after the other party gave up, he could try again.

But not long after he sat down, his heart started pounding.

This violent beating is exactly the 'whim' when encountering Lingxiu.

Stronger than ever, surpassing all the spiritual beauty he had received before!

"What? He found it?!"

Yang Junxiong's eyes widened and he looked ahead in disbelief.

I saw Zhao Xing riding a bamboo horse and jumping in the mountain stream.

There are clouds and mist above the mountain stream, and a faint golden color appears in the clouds and mist.

Zhao Xing shuttled through the clouds, and as he raised his arms, the faint golden mist was absorbed into his hands.

"That's it. When I came out of the lynx den, I always felt a strong sense of reluctance, as if I had missed a big opportunity."

Zhao Xing raised his arms, and the golden light continued to be absorbed, and finally gathered into the 'stone cup' in his hand.

"The Golden Cup of Luck, it turns out it still has this function. If I throw away this cup, I really won't be able to collect this beauty."

At this time, the stone cup became sparkling and golden again.

Yang Junxiong looked at this scene and felt extremely unwilling.

He was the first to discover the opportunity in this mountain stream.

But at the time, he wasn't sure how big of an opportunity he could get from here.

On the first day during the day, I just searched for a while and then left.

After getting the first incense that night, he did not choose the uncertain 'Top Grade Lingxiu', but chose two mid-grade Lingxiu.

Since he was the top incense, the temple master directly told them the location and how to obtain these two middle-grade and exquisite fragrances.

This stick of incense was both appreciated by him and the bamboo horse fighting spirit.

After entering the product, Yang Junxiong's sixth sense improved significantly. He came here again, felt the existence of Lingxiu, and confirmed that this was an amazing top-grade Lingxiu!

The location was already known, and after receiving the first incense on the second night, he asked for a way to obtain that beautiful place.

Yang Junxiong's guess was indeed correct. It was a top-grade spiritual beauty. If you are looking for a medium-grade spiritual beauty and a top incense worshiper, you can directly know the location and how to get it! However, even though he is the top pick, he still needs to pass the test to get the answer.

This also indirectly proves that the guess is correct.

But his speed was a little slower, and he passed the test just when the incense was about to burn out.

By the time he arrived at the lynx cave, Zhao Xing had already taken the lead and subdued the lynx. After realizing the lynx's strength, Yang Junxiong could only wait outside the cave. But at this time, Zhao Xing has also taken away the most critical item-the Luck Gold Cup!

Due to the influence of Yang Junxiong's first fragrance, Zhao Xing once threw away the stone cup. But in the end I picked it up again!

After Yang Junxiong entered the nest, he found nothing.

Therefore, on the third night, Yang Junxiong revealed his trump card. He even ignored Gu Feng and Du Jiaojiao and went straight to Zhao Xing, just for the stone cup on Zhao Xing's body.

Unexpectedly, he still failed.

"If I had decisively targeted this opportunity on the first night... maybe the outcome would have been different." Yang Junxiong felt a little unwilling.

It's a pity that there is no if, time is also fate, Yang Junxiong knew in his heart that this beautiful place had no chance for him.

"Xu~"

Zhao Xing picked up the beauty in the clouds, until after a full cup, the golden mist was so light that it was difficult to sense.

The bamboo horse jumped up and returned to its original position.

"Meow~~ha~" the lynx called first, then opened its mouth and yawned.

Uncle Cat almost fell asleep waiting!

"Look, I'm in a hurry. If I don't get stronger, how can I find food for you in the future?"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Come on, uncle, eat some candy."

Zhao Xing took out a Tianyuan pear from the asparagus box.

"Whoosh~" The lynx jumped onto the bamboo horse, hugged the Tianyuan pear and began to chew on it.

Da da da~

The bamboo horse walked forward slowly, while Zhao Xing absorbed all the luck.

The golden cup of luck found in the Bobcat Cave was only half a cup in size.

This time, it was a full cup!

After Zhao Xing absorbed this good fortune, his luck level finally changed.

From Yan 2 to Yan 3!

"It's really rare that the luck level has reached the third level right now." Zhao Xing sighed with emotion.

It is difficult to improve the luck level. Maybe the cultivation level has reached the fifth level, but the luck level is still Yan III.

It would be better if he was in the government, but if he was in the opposition, his cultivation of the third and fourth grades might only be the luck of the third level.

Especially after the end of the Qi Luck Dynasty, it became more difficult to obtain it.

"Cang! Cang!"

Suddenly a bell echoed in the mountains.

All the officials raised their heads with expressions of reluctance.

"It's time to go down the mountain." Zhao Xing glanced at the time and knew that this was the temple reminding the officials to go down the mountain.

They can fight over these three days and three nights.

Regardless of whether you have gained something or not, when the time comes, you have to go down the mountain.

"I have gained a lot this time. I don't know if I will be shocked after I go out. I guess Lao Chen and the teacher will be shocked." Zhao Xing jumped on his horse and ran away more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The officials began to go down the mountain one after another, but Lu Qian was looking for something anxiously.

Finally, he found Zong Shichang in a pavilion.

"Zong Shiba, have you seen Zhao Xing?" Lu Qian asked.

"No, what's wrong?" Zong Shichang asked doubtfully, "What happened?"

But Lu Qian refused to say anything. After looking around and seeing no one, she followed Du Jiaojiao and Liu Muqing away.

"It's weird." Zong Shichang muttered, "I don't know why Zhao Sanjia provoked her."

At the foot of the mountain, Ditan Square.

It was still dark, but many officials and family leaders were waiting here.

After hearing the bells on the mountain, I knew that the officials' climb to Lingshan was about to end today.

Xue Wenzhong looked at the viewing area with some worry in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Shijie said with relief: "Mr. Tea bar.”

Hearing this, Xue Wenzhong sat down. He didn't pick up the tea cup and sighed: "I'm afraid he is too smart. I said that if he doesn't listen to the advice, he will go up the mountain on the first day..."

Xue Wenzhong could see that Zhao Xing was indeed arrogant and not a stickler for rules. Although he repeatedly told him to accumulate enough straw men before going up the mountain, Xue Wenzhong felt uneasy without seeing him for a day.

He was afraid of hearing some bad news.

Chen Shijie said calmly: "No, I have confidence in him. Just wait. Maybe this guy can give us a surprise."

"No need for surprises, I just want him to come back safely."

Since it was the third day, the lively atmosphere of the autumn equinox had passed, and fewer ordinary people came.

However, Zhao Ruide still took his wife and children and waited at the foot of the mountain in the dark.

"Father, how long will it take for me to come out?"

Zhao Ruide said: "Come on, ring the bell at Mao hour, and you will be down the mountain before Chen hour."

He also participated in the spirit show when he was young, but Zhao Ruide only picked a low-grade spirit show and went down the mountain, but he knew the rules.

When the time comes, you will meet people in life and corpses in death.

"Mom, don't sleep. Brother is coming down soon."

"Well, Zheng'er, don't make any noise, let mother sleep for a while..." Mrs. Cai got up early and was very sleepy now. She found a stool in the viewing area and fell asleep again.

There was a temporary tent in the viewing area. In one of the larger tents, a bloated middle-aged man was pacing back and forth.

"Master, please stop shaking. It makes me panic." A woman lifted the quilt from the bed and walked down. "Chang'er will be fine."

Zong Yonglong sighed: "How can I feel at ease if I don't see Chang'er?"

He has been here for three days.

Originally, Zong Yonglong wasn't so worried, but he didn't expect that on the first day, one of the four masters he asked to protect would die!

So in the past few days, Zong Yonglong had not slept well at all, always afraid of hearing bad news.

Fortunately, he did not see Zong Shichang's body appear in the next two days, but now that it was coming to an end, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"It's almost over." Two fishermen who came early with their burdens looked at the fish in the bucket casually. “I don’t know which fish will survive and which ones will soar into the sky.”

"God bless you." Another fisherman bared his yellow teeth and fiddled with his fingers in the bucket. "I hope these fish can live well so that we can sell them at a good price."

"Keep an eye on not only the fish, but also those on duty."

"I know, I know."

Qin Feng and the four of them were walking down the mountain road listlessly.

On this mountaineering trip, they could be said to have failed in vain.

It was clear that he had gained spiritual beauty many times, but all of them were taken away. Not only that, he also lost some money.

"It's all that damn Zhao Xing's fault!" Qin Feng said bitterly, "If it weren't for him, maybe we would have broken through long ago."

"And Zhou Gang and Fang Jie are also hateful!"

If you don't see the beauty from the beginning to the end, then that's it. But after going through so much hard work to get it, only to have it snatched away, I really don't want to be reconciled.

"Senior brother Qin, what are you talking about?" The seventh junior brother turned around and looked at Qin Feng in confusion, "What Zhao Xing? Who is Zhao Xing?"

"Yeah, what are you talking about?" The other two people also turned around in confusion.

"You..." Qin Feng was about to explain, but he took two more steps forward and unknowingly, he had already passed the stone monument at the foot of the mountain.

"What are you talking about? Did I just say something?" Qin Feng's eyes were a little confused.

"You seemed to be talking about Zhao just now, and you seemed to have mentioned Zhou Gang and Fang Jie."

"Is there any?" Qin Feng turned around blankly, but only saw a rolling fog. "We were on the mountain, what happened?"

After passing the Wangyou Monument, with every step they took, the four people's memories of the mountain became weaker and weaker, and everything about the mountain was fading away.

After a hundred meters away from Wangyou Monument, I couldn't remember it at all. I only knew that I walked on the mountain and found nothing.

Shaking their heads, Qin Feng and the others arrived outside Ditan Square, where a Shangguan from the Hucheng Military Division was waiting. When they saw Qin Feng and the other four people coming out, their cultivation levels had not changed much. They looked a little disappointed. They gave them a few words of encouragement and then put them aside.

Qin Feng and others left the tent and saw Fang Jie and Zhou Gang as soon as they arrived outside.

"Brother Qin, have you gained anything?" Zhou Gang asked politely.

"Nothing." Qin Feng forced a smile, "Where are Brother Zhou and Brother Fang?"

"It's strange to say that Brother Zhou and I went down the mountain yesterday for some reason. We didn't get anything, but we had an extra one hundred taels of silver notes on us," Fang Jie said.

"Huh? Is it really strange that the mountain god returned the banknote?" Qin Feng felt weird and a little envious.

One hundred taels, that's a huge fortune.

At the foot of the mountain, Zong Shichang, Uncle Cang, Uncle Hu, Uncle Yuan and others walked out of the fog together.

There were a lot of people, seventeen or eighteen people.

"Huh? I broke through!"

"Hahaha, I have reached the seventh level of Juyuan!"

"Hiss, my secret skill Ten Thousand Mountains has actually reached the ninth level?"

Three of them screamed with joy, while the others looked on with envy.

After all, those who can gain something in the mountains are the lucky few, while most people gain nothing.

"Uncle Cang, are you at the ninth level? No, I am also at the seventh level. Hey, where is my money?" Zong Shichang shouted, rummaging in the asparagus box, "Two thousand taels of silver notes , just spent it like this? No money left?”

Uncle Yuan looked around and then at Zong Shichang: "Master Zong, you have reached the seventh level of Yuan Juyuan and have improved a lot. You are going down the mountain with us again. It seems that the agreement has been completed."

Zong Shichang nodded and said: "Yes, it's done, beyond expectations! Thank you all three."

The old official bowed his hands to the others and said, "In that case, I will go ahead and say goodbye to Uncle Cang and Lu Hu."

"Farewell."

Seeing this, Uncle Cang and Lu Hu also bowed their hands towards Zong Shichang: "Master Zong, we will go back and resume our lives."

"Okay, my Zong family will definitely take care of your affairs." Zong Shichang said goodbye to the two of them.

"Thank you."

Zong Shichang came down the mountain. There were many people and the progress was not small, so he immediately attracted attention.

Soon Gao Linong, the agricultural supervisor, and Zong Yonglong appeared in front of Zong Shichang.

"Son, you figured it out!" The middle-aged woman immediately rushed over, holding Zong Shichang's arm and looking left and right, "Chang'er, are you injured? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Mom, I'm very fine." Zong Shichang held his mother's hand.

"Are you hungry? Look at how thin your little face is. There is food in the tent. Mom will bring it to you right now..."

Zong Yonglong frowned and said: "Okay, don't cry and cry. Master Gao is still here. You go to the tent first... Master Gao, I made you laugh."

Gao Linong smiled and said: "Mrs. Zong and Shichang's mother and son have such a deep love, how can we laugh at it."

Zong Yonglong called his son over: "Let Mr. Gao take a look."

Gao Linong held Zong Shichang's wrist and then congratulated Zong Yonglong: "Congratulations to President Zong, he has reached the seventh level of Juyuan and is in good health with no hidden injuries."

"Okay, okay." Zong Yonglong finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "This is all thanks to Mr. Gao's good teaching on weekdays. Zong will come to pay his respects another day."

Gao Linong also smiled happily: "This is a matter of duty. The president of the sect is being polite."

Then he said goodbye and gave the father and son some private space.

"Father, can Wang Dong come down the mountain?" Zong Shichang said, "I have gained a huge amount this time. I definitely cannot do it alone."

Young Master Zong’s self-understanding is very clear.

"Wang Dong is dead." Zong Yonglong said calmly.

"What?!" Zong Shichang was shocked.

"He died on the first day, but don't worry, his family will make all arrangements." Zong Yonglong said, "You don't need to worry about this matter. Just take a rest and go to Gaolinong to show yourself in front of the adults in the county." noodle."

"oh."

More and more officials are coming down the mountain, and officials from various departments of the Gucheng government are eagerly waiting for them.

The one who smiled the most happily was Gao Linong.

Because of his two favorite disciples, Zong Shichang jumped from the fourth level of Juyuan to the seventh level of Juyuan. Although there was no breakthrough in magic, this was already a great progress.

As for Li Chengfeng, it was even more exaggerated. Before going up the mountain, he reached the fifth level of Juyuan, and after going down the mountain, he actually reached the ninth level of Juyuan! And the magic has also been greatly improved!

On the other hand, looking at the other disciples and officials of Sinong, I haven't seen anything particularly amazing so far.

"Master Gao, congratulations." Tang Wanchun felt unhappy because his student Xiao Ze had made no progress at all.

Wen Nanxing of Pang Yuan Cult only broke through from the fourth level of Juyuan to the seventh level of Juyuan.

"No, no congratulations. It's all their own blessing. What does it have to do with me?" Gao Linong pretended to be humble, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

He felt proud and a little arrogant, so he deliberately asked: "It's almost time for the top officers from the last assessment to come out. I wonder if Zhao Xing from Huailiu Court has come down?"

"I haven't seen it yet." Pang Yuan replied.

"Did there be an accident?"

Chen Shijie was too lazy to pay attention to this person, but Xue Wenzhong couldn't help but scolded: "Shut that stinky mouth!"

"You..." Gao Linong was startled and was about to get angry when Tang Wanchun, who was next to him, came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Xue, why do you need to be angry..."

"Shut up!" Xue Wenzhong stood up, his beard and hair flashing with lightning.

Pang Yuan drank tea tactically, but when he saw Xue Wenzhong glance over, his movements suddenly froze.

This...I didn't say anything?

However, he slowly put his hands on his knees. With Xue Wenzhong's age and seniority, he would not be able to reason with him if he slapped him.

It was extraordinary for an honest man to get angry. This was the first time they had seen Xue Wenzhong get angry, and it was simply astonishingly powerful.

For a moment, all the ninth-grade Sinongs present were as well-behaved as quails, sitting upright and not daring to say anything.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely depressing, a burst of exclamation suddenly came from outside.

"Someone comes out again! It's an official from Gucheng!"

"Oh my God, who is that person? He has gained so much?!"

Chen Shijie's eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly and rushed out.