Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Everything has passed, and the happiest day is nothing for myself. After all, this is the path of my choice, but for Shaoyang...

The road wind quietly looks at these little priests, they are childish, but they are full of vigor, they are the most common composition of the magic world, among them, most of them will be all in the future, but there must be some excellent people. Stand out from the crowd and march forward in the magic world.

This is how it goes from generation to generation. However, those who need to move forward in the magical world are themselves and those of Shaoyang and Sibao.

Walked past these little priests and came all the way to the back hill.

Below the row of Taoist temples, there is a tower of exquisite pagodas that reflect the cool light in the moonlight. Quiet and solemn.

On an open space behind the exquisite tower gate, Daoyuan real people are meditating on the knees, the whole body is motionless, and the wrinkles on his face make him look like an ancient statue.

The road did not rush to go, but waited quietly on one side.

After the end of a Sunday’s revelation, Dao Yuanzhen finally took a breath and stood up and said, “Is it the wind?”

This is not a martial arts novel. It is not so arrogant. If you don’t look at people, you know who is coming. Daoyuan is not a god. The road wind asked curiously: "How do you know that it is me?"

"I have no life to bring me words to find you, no one will come to me except you, I have been forgotten by the magical world." Daoyuan real people looked up at the starry sky, murmured, and some tone in the tone.

Daofengdao: "In my impression, you seem to have never been young. When I was young, you were already so old."

"What words." Daoyuan real people glanced at him. "I am not much bigger than your master, and at most twenty."

“Everyone else said that you are a few hundred years old.”

"Hundreds of years old, haha." Daoyuan smiled and licked his beard. "I am a late Qing Dynasty. It is only a hundred years old now... a few hundred years old. It is not a fairy."

"You asked me to come to you, what's the matter." Daofeng is not a person who likes to chat. He has just chatted a few words and started to cut into the topic.

Daoyuan real people threw a futon from the ground to him, let him sit opposite him, pick up a very old teapot from the side and say, "Drink?"

The wind shook his head.

Dao Yuanzhen himself poured out a milky white liquid, and the wind looked at it. "What is this?"

"milk."

"Milk? How do you drink milk?"

Daoyuan real people glanced at him with contempt. "Do you think that I am here to keep the tower, should I live a life of blue light? Milk is very nutritious, if it is not good nutrition, how can I live here? age."

"Well, you won." The wind was speechless.

Daoyuan real person took a sip of milk, wiped the milk stains on his beard, looked at the wind, and said slowly: "Where did you meet innocent, I heard that he went to Maoshan."

The road wind had to tell the experience on Maoshan again. After the Taoist real person listened, his expression did not change. He just sighed for a long time and sighed: "The person who killed the spell guild has a lot of trouble. Xingyue slave will not let you go."

"It doesn't matter if the soldiers come to block."

"Xingyuenu... How much do you know about her?"

The wind shook his head, even if he was, he did not know much about the spell guild.

"Xingyue slave, I have dealt with her, probably... um, it’s been a hundred years. At that time, I was still very young, just like you are now... She is dealing with Jinan, you may not be her opponent."

"Nothing, I am provoked, I am not afraid."

"This is your own business. I am looking for you. I want to ask you about the whereabouts of Ye Shaoyang."

Daofeng did not treat Daoyuan as a foreigner. He was also a respectful to the living fossil of this magical circle. He felt that he was very principled and pure, otherwise he would not say so much to him, so he told him the situation. It is.

"The Republic of China...1922..." For the first time on the face of Daoyuan's real person, there was a wave of silence. For a long time, he said: "I don't want you to say, I have recently dreamed, always dreaming about something when I was young. So come find you..."

"I won't solve my dreams."

Daoyuan really ignores him and continues to say: "When I was doing those things in my dreams, there was one more person around me, Ye Shaoyang."

A little glimpse of the road, vaguely thought of something, asked: "What year is your dream?"

“Probably in the early 1920s, I don’t know the year.”

The wind of the road flashed, thinking for a while, said: "I think it is very likely that Shaoyang saw you at that time in that era."

"I was at that time..." Daoyuan real people couldn't turn their minds and think about what the wind meant.

The Taoist wind himself said that he couldn’t tell, and he could only analyze it for a moment. After listening to it, Daoyuan really couldn’t speak for a long time.

"That... what should I do?" The first time I experienced this kind of thing, Dao Yuanzhen himself had no idea.

"I don't know, I can't do anything, but you can pay more attention to the experience of your dreams and try to find some useful information that can be used for analysis."

Daoyuan real person indulged in nod.

Although this incident is bizarre, but the light discussion is inconclusive, neither of them is a tempered person. After talking about it for a while, it also puts down this topic. Daoyuan's real person turned and said: "I am looking for you. It is for one thing. Recently, a disciple of Xingyue slave came to me. I hope I can stand up and have a good relationship with the spell guild. Let them intervene this time. Longhua will."

The wind looked at him and didn't speak.

"I refused." Daoyuan's real reply was in the expectation of the Tao.

"However, they told me a message, they are willing to provide Xuanyuan sword at the Longhua meeting, as a token of the winner, reward each other... Daofeng, you know what Xuanyuanjian is?"

The road nodded: "Slightly heard."

Daoyuan real people smiled mysteriously and said: "Have you heard this sentence, you have to congenital, make up five devices, open maps, too yin. Want to enter the Taiyin Mountain, you must get five swords with different attributes... ... At present, Ye Shaoyang has got three, Longquan sword is water, pine sword is wood, fish sausage is fire... This Xuanyuan sword is also one of the five great swords, the five elements belong to the soil, and there is a sword, but I don’t know What is it."

The wind brow wrinkled and said: "Wait, why the fish sausage is a fire, shouldn't it be water?"

The great artifacts have spirituality. They must find a name to name them. The five elements also have their own attributes. If you master and conform to this property, you will be able to exert greater power on the instrument. The seven-star Longquan sword is a water. The swords that control it are mostly related to water.