Baikan Mountain.

Qingyuan has lived here for a month, but the Lord of the White Emperor Cave has not made any noise yet. Later, even Qingyuan gradually suppressed this matter and focused on practicing.

In the past few days, he has practiced day and night, visualized the Nine-level Jade Tower, and used the Huangting Immortal Sutra.

Sometimes after he has achieved his merits and practices, he will study the mystery of the June Immortal Sutra and the Huangting Immortal Sutra.

Although he practiced day and night and studied it endlessly, he was only half a step into the Taoist sect. Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of the third level of heaven, he has touched that level of obstacle, and what he realized, what he saw and knows are not the same as before.

Seeing the mountains is the mountains, and seeing the water is the water.

Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water.

The same things are naturally different in the eyes of different people or from different angles.

With his current cultivation level, looking at these two techniques can help you solve many of the past doubts, but because of this, you can see more, understand more, and have more doubts and confusions.

The higher you stand and the farther you see, the more you feel that you are small.

In addition, Qingyuan occasionally practiced Taoism. Because of the ancient mirror, even if the Taoism he learned was very simple, he could use the ancient mirror to improve it many times.

As for the sub-parted chapters like Qinglong's Yuan Transformation Technique, only because Qingyuan cannot fully display it, it can only improve the part that is used, and the incomplete parts must be deduced. However, Qingyuan itself is not enough to support the deduction of the ancient mirror, so it is still a sub-parted chapter. Only after passing through the ancient mirror, the power of this sub-parted Taoist technique has been exerted to the extreme.

In addition, because of studying the June Impure View and the Huangting Immortal Sutra, my understanding of the Tao is becoming more and more profound, and the Five Elements Taoism has also risen.

The days are still calm.

The mountain breeze is cool and the green trees are swaying.

The grass is green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Until today.

...

The strong wind swept, and the wind blew the trees low.

A white light came from the north and headed straight for the tree house, with a huge momentum, as if it was about to destroy the entire tree house.

Suddenly, a golden light shone out from the tree house. When it flipped, an ancient mirror blocked the front.

The white light hit the ancient mirror and immediately sank into it, silently.

And there was one more person before the tree house.

Qingyuan was wearing light white clothes, holding an iron rod in his hand, and stretched out his hand with a move. The ancient mirror was hanging above his head. As for He Qing's true spirit, he had already put it away.

"In my realm, I have a lot of courage to establish a residence without authorization."

A man walked out of the woods, about fifty years old, holding a temple, holding a whisk in his hands, wearing a gray robe, black beard and chest, fluttering in the wind. He snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Are you Qingyuan?"

Qingyuan nodded slightly. According to the rules of the monk, he was considered a loss, so he did not take action.

The gray-robed Taoist said coldly: "You are living here without my permission."

Qingyuan bowed slightly and said, "Since the cave owner does not want outsiders to be here, then the younger generation destroyed the tree house and left Baikan Mountain."

The gray-robed Taoist sneered: "At this moment, do you still want to leave?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyuan became more and more silent. After a moment, Fang asked himself: "Does the cave owner want to compensate? Or do you want the lives of the younger generation?"

The gray-robed Taoist carried his hands on his back and said with a smile: "I took your life, and I won't you get all your affairs as compensation? I first got Baikan Mountain, and I must establish my authority. It is great to hang your head in front of the cave."

Qingyuan was not angry, but was a little disgusted and asked, "Don't you know the Taoist name of Senior?"

"Since you are going to die at my hands, it's okay to tell you."

The Taoist of Gray Robe began to step forward, walked slowly, and said slowly: "I am called Hengmo. All of you are called Yin and Yang. If you have a true spirit after you die, or you will see the underworld, you can say that I am killing you."

Qingyuan's expression became more and more strange. After a moment of passing, he suddenly said, "You are not the Lord of the White Emperor Cave!"

The gray-robed Taoist stopped for a while, swept the dust and said, "I am the master of the White Emperor Cave."

Qingyuan said in a low voice: "The Lord of the White Emperor Cave is named Meng."

When the Taoist of Gray Robe heard this, he raised his head and said, "The person named Meng is the leader of the cave, and he has been killed by me a month ago."

"I see."

Kiyohara said: "Seniors are also here to occupy Baikan Mountain?"

"It's not an invasion." said the man from Hengmo Youyou: "It's taking over."

After hearing this, Kiyohara looked directly at the other party and asked, "If I kill you here, then can I take over the White Emperor Cave?"

When Hengmo heard this, he sneered with some disdain, "Just because of you?"

He then raised his finger, pointed at Kiyohara, and said, "You try it."

"good!"

Qingyuan responded, raised the iron rod, and thunder patterns appeared on his forearm, and lightning burst out in an instant.

Hengmo saw the lightning, was suddenly shocked and quickly swept the whisk.

The whisk swept away the lightning.

But the power of lightning is great.

Hengmo took a few steps back, his face red and red, which was quite ugly.

"Thunder method?"

Hengmo felt a little surprised.

He is the master of the fourth level of heaven, and the young man opposite is just a cultivator of the third level of heaven. In theory, this layer of barrier is a world of difference, and it is precisely because of this that others are confident.

At this moment, this young man seemed really extraordinary.

Without waiting for his hesitation, Qingyuan had already rushed up, and a fire light came out of his hand, extending like a whip and throwing it over.

Hengmo welcomed the whisk forward and wrapped the fire whip.

The material of this whisk is excellent, and it is even higher than the ice silk whisk obtained from Fu Chongshan. It is even refined and is almost considered a magic weapon level.

The whisk entangled the fire whip, but the flames could not burn, so they had to be detained here.

"Change!"

At this moment, I heard Yuan shouting softly again.

The ground suddenly cracked, and golden light burst out from it.

The golden light was sharp, and even if Hengmo escaped quickly, he could not help but be hurt. Blood suddenly oozed out of the side of his clothes.

Qingyuan felt a little surprised and said to himself: "He is the same master, but Hengmo's Taoism is even worse than Sun Yu, Gan Huan and others. As for his fighting skills, he is even worse than Sun Yu... He can surpass the cultivator of the third level of heaven, but he is not as good as that of the master of the fourth level of heaven."

Thinking of this, the original solemn meaning was slightly reduced, so the action became more and more harmonious.

The ancient mirror suddenly shone, and a white light suddenly appeared, which was the Taoist technique that Hengmo had just used.

The white light came quickly. Hengmo recognized that this was the most commonly used technique in his family. He immediately showed a look of shock. He pressed his hands in front of him to eliminate the white light.

However, after the white light, there is a palm.

There are five fingers on the palm, and there is a ray of light on each of the five fingers. The light is divided into five colors, and it is based on the five elements.

"Five Elements Taoism?"

Hengmo was covered in cold weather.

When he flipped his hand, something suddenly became more, like a pile of earth.

Pressing this palm on the soil stake, the magic weapon was broken into pieces.

Dust was flying, and light was splashing everywhere.

And Hengmo has disappeared without a trace.

"Escape?"

Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and gradually noticed something strange, "Is it a change on the gray robe? It seems that the gray robe on his body... is also a treasure."

ps: There will be a next chapter, but it will be later. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!