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Chapter 242 The rhyme of Meishan(2/2)

If this happens, either the scenery here is so beautiful that everyone is fascinated by, or the people here are so experienced that no one dares to say a bad word.

But after thousands of years of change, the glory of the past has long been transformed into the mountains of weeds and rotten trees. Zuo Lingquan has never even heard of such a person in the path of cultivation.

Wu Qingwan felt similar to Zuo Lingquan. After walking a bit, she sighed:

"There is a saying in the secular world, "The dust returns to dust, the soil returns to earth." It turns out that the path of practice is the same. No matter how famous people and things are, they cannot withstand the years. If it weren't for these stone tablets as evidence, who would have known that there was such a powerful place before; I'm afraid that in a few hundred years, people in the world will never find any trace."

"yes."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and continued to walk forward until he arrived at the foot of the plum mountain, full of plum blossom trees.

Plum blossoms bloom in winter and spring. Because it is summer, you can only see the lush green mountains. Apart from the neat trees, the scenery is not very beautiful.

Zuo Lingquan came to the foot of the mountain road and found that there were more tourists here than on the road. Many new stone tablets were erected everywhere on the mountain, and the handwriting was clearly visible. It was as far away as more than a hundred years, and the nearest one might be yesterday. As for the poems and songs above, they are not as good as the Lord Fulong.

The two found a wooden building at the foot of the mountain, and there were many monks watching the fun. After asking, they learned that the sect responsible for this place had specially made these stone tablets in order to make money so that tourists could spend money to leave their handwriting. The price was extremely exaggerated, with a thousand white jade zhu, close to a spiritual weapon.

Although the food looks ugly, I have to say that my Mobao can be put together with the immortal masters such as Lord Fulong, which can make many suckers who are not short of money tempted.

Zuo Lingquan could afford the money, but it was meaningless to ask him to do something that was currently meaningless and could make people laugh at when he became famous in the future. He had no motivation and was ready to turn around and leave now.

Wu Qingwan naturally didn't have the habit of being a prodigal wife. After glanced at the young people who were paying money, she wanted to embark on the journey back. But when she saw the sect sign on the waist of the disciple who paid the money, Wu Qingwan suddenly frowned and stopped.

Zuo Lingquan thought he had seen an acquaintance, so he looked back at the crowd, but found nothing unusual, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Lingquan, look at the sign on the young man's waist, and the clan emblem on it, does it look familiar?"

The sect emblem is the symbol of major sects and will also be engraved on various produced objects. It looks familiar and normal.

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny at first, but he looked at the sucker in blue clothes and found that the Zonghui on his waist was a "two-leaf gourd". He had never seen it before when he bought something at the fairy market, but he felt it seemed familiar and had definitely observed it carefully somewhere.

"It's really...where have you seen it? We've seen it together..."

"Um……"

Wu Qingwan frowned and thought about it carefully for a long time. Suddenly, she took Zuo Lingquan's Linglong Pavilion and searched inside. She found two pages of "talisman score" in some corner. Looking at the emblem on it, she suddenly realized:

"As expected, I said I've seen it somewhere..."

When Zuo Lingquan saw the Fu Pu, he remembered that he was still collecting this thing - this was when he encountered a wild cultivator ambush in the back mountain of Qihuang Gu Valley, and he got it from the robe of Master Fu, and Junior Brother Wang Rui used the bone touching technique. Because he couldn't understand it and was difficult to sell, he kept throwing it aside.

Zuo Lingquan was full of surprise and smiled and said, "Can you remember this? I forgot it all."

"A woman is careful in her family? Besides, I must be impressed by the treasure you brought back for the first time, the baby you brought back, which made me study."

Wu Qingwan looked at the Fupu and asked, "The Fupu is a broken page, it looks like it was stolen. It's useless for us to hold it. What should we do now?"

Zuo Lingquan felt that something a Qi Refiner could steal would not be a treasure, and it would be useless for him to keep it. After a little consideration, he turned around and walked towards the wooden building next to the mountain road...

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Thank you for the reward from the boss of the [Exiled Immortal zx]!

Debt...a lot or2!

I have only finished writing last night until now, and then I have to write about it at night, so I probably won’t be able to get out of it…

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