When Meiqiang was reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 10

Su Yunzhou went back to his room and drank two cups of herbal tea first, the sweet smell still remained in his throat on the tip of his tongue.

In my memory, every time my father went to Liangdang Mountain to visit him, he would bring a bag of candies, and he would often leave only one and eat the rest in one go.Only after the age of 17, there is no more.

And those memories are too long for him, so far away that they can only be dusty in his heart.

Su Yunzhou spread out his palm, and carefully wrapped the handkerchief that was quietly left behind.He dug out the ancient books that he hadn't read before, removed the jade crown on his head, took off his coat, and prepared to take a bath and rest.

At this time, the door of the house was knocked "dong dong".

"Master, I forgot to put an incense burner in your house, as well as incense tablets for bathing."

Shi Qing just found out from the storage bag, all the things that Su Yunzhou is used to, he took all the trivial things with him.

The door opened with a "squeak", and he walked in.He didn't want to raise his head, but saw the master with his long hair loose, looking down at the ancient book in his hand.

A few strands of messy black silk hang down on his chest, and his long hair hangs loosely behind him. His hair is of good quality and looks soft and smooth.Pressed against the thin coat, the layer of gauze was loosened a little, revealing a section of her fair collarbone.

Shi Qing was used to Master's meticulous appearance, even if he was sick, he had never been so messy.He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look again, but the nameless wildfire in his heart quickly rushed to the flesh, almost roasting him.

Su Yunzhou finally noticed something strange in the long silence. He turned his head and saw that Shi Qing was holding the incense burner and two crushed incense sticks tightly in his hand.

"Is something wrong?"

Su Yunzhou has never experienced the heartbeat of a young man, and he is a little dull about feelings, not to mention that he is more than 100 years younger than him, and there are differences between master and apprentice.So he could only see the crushed incense slices in his eyes, but he couldn't notice the boy's flushed face.

"That... Master, rest early." Shi Qing put down the incense burner, only to find that the incense slices had already melted in his hand.

Su Yunzhou felt a little uncomfortable seeing the sticky thing, so he threw a face towel over, "Let's go at Mao tomorrow morning, don't be late."

"En." Shi lightly nodded in agreement, and fled quickly as if he had been caught doing something wrong.

Nanshan is not far from Lanxi City. The two set off early in the morning and arrived at the foot of the mountain not long after.

The spiritual energy in the mortal world is weaker than that in the world of cultivating immortals, but there are also some treasures of geomantic omen, where the energy of heaven and earth gathers to produce many spiritual things, which are also beneficial for improving cultivation.

Just like the Nanshan in front of you, it hides wind and gathers energy, and is surrounded by three rivers.Although the peak is not high, it is shrouded in fairy mist.

"The place chosen by the Taoist priest is really good." Shi Qing looked up, "But why did the Taoist temple be built on the mountainside?"

"Let's go up and have a look."

Su Yunzhou's cultivation base is lighter than before, and his insight and perception are several times stronger.

According to Feng Shui, building a Taoist temple on the top of a mountain is naturally a top-notch treasure.But if it is built on the mountainside in the west, and the terrain is slightly lowered, it will become a place for gathering yin.

This mountain does not look high, but the higher you go, the heavier the cold.

Shi Qing took out a cloak and handed it to Su Yunzhou, "It's cold on the mountain, Master, please wear some."

Su Yunzhou received it in his hand and grabbed him, "There is an enchantment ahead."

Shi Qing opened her eyes wide and looked around, and there were people passing by beside her, she didn't see who was stopped. "Could it be an enchantment to detect spiritual power? But why didn't I find it?"

Su Yunzhou simply cast a curse on himself and Shi Qing, and then pointed at Shi Qing's eyes.

There seemed to be a layer of mist floating in the air, and a thin barrier shone like a veil of blue light.

"This person's cultivation level is not shallow, but you shouldn't be aware of it." Su Yunzhou's tone was stern, "If you are not allowed to use your spiritual power, you should not regress."

Shi Qing looked at the back of the angrily leaving, and hurried to catch up, "It's the disciple who has been tired recently, Master, please don't get angry."

Su Yunzhou ignored him, and walked up the mountain like the wind blowing under his feet.

The sound of chanting came from the Taoist temple. Jia's family is a big family in Lanxi City, so it is normal to ask Taoist priests for salvation, but the chanting of scriptures is by no means a sacrifice to relieve grievances and cleanse karma.

"Shi Qing, do you feel any difference when you hear this?"

"The power in the body began to stir again, but the disciple was able to suppress it."

There is indeed a problem with this Taoist temple. Su Yunzhou jumped up and said lightly to Shi, "Be careful yourself, if you think it's wrong, don't come closer."

Su Yunzhou landed on the top of the Taoist temple, condescending.

The funeral is over, and a group of Taoist priests are surrounding the coffin in the backyard of the Taoist temple.But what was painted on the ground was the Yin Gathering Formation, with the dead soul of Mrs. Jia as the eye of the formation, and the gathered Yin Qi was slowly pouring into an old Taoist in the formation.

Kneeling beside him were a group of people dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, all of whom had fallen into a coma at this moment.

"The way of the demon!" Su Yunzhou was not polite, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the gap turned into a guqin. His long and slender fingers fiddled with the strings, and countless golden arrows fell from the sky, piercing through the light blue barrier, and went straight to the formation. go in.

With a loud noise, the upper coffin was bounced open.The magic circle was suddenly destroyed, and more than a dozen young Taoist priests in the circle spurted blood and fell backwards straight.

The old Taoist looked sideways, just now the magic circle used the corpse as bait to gather Yin Qi for him to heal his wounds, but now it was broken by an expert, he would inevitably suffer backlash.

"Who is here?" The old Taoist stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted at the man in white at the top of the Taoist temple.

How could Su Yunzhou talk to him more?Yingque turned into a sword in an instant, and he flew down holding the sword, pointing directly at the Taoist priest's face with the sharp edge of the sword.

The Taoist priest picked up the whisk in his hand, not daring to slack off.The blow just now not only shattered the barrier he set up, but also destroyed the magic circle. Although he couldn't sense the other party's spiritual power, it was obviously cultivated to a high level.

He swung the whisk vigorously, and the hurricane brought up the roof tiles, mixed with sand and gravel, and flew towards Su Yunzhou.

Su Yunzhou flipped his palm, and the wind from his palm split the rubble and flying rocks, and hit the old Taoist priest's chest hard from the air.It's just that when the two confronted each other, the aroused spiritual power toppled the veiled cap on his head.

"Pfft..." The old Taoist was severely wounded in the chest, and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

At this time, Shi Qing also rushed over, seeing that his master had completely gained the upper hand, he prepared to watch the fun from the sidelines.

The sleeping members of the Jia family woke up one after another because the formation was broken.

Master Jia was stunned for a moment, and then saw his wife's coffin being knocked aside, and another man in white pointed a sword at Chen Daochang, "You! What are you doing? Let Chen Daochang go!"

Su Yunzhou looked sideways slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as nine days of frost. "Shi Qing, take them out."

The Taoist stared fixedly at the young man standing in the corner, his eyes trembling unconsciously.He grabbed the whisk from the ground, and the stag tail (three beeps, the white hair behind the whisk) sprinted past like a swimming snake.

"Cut, it's a small skill." Shi Qing tilted his mouth and smiled, turned around with his arms folded, and dodged away at an extremely fast speed.The tail of the stag slammed into the wall with a "boom", creating a big hole.

"What's going on?" Miss Jia shrank behind Master Jia in fright, and quietly glanced at the man in white who was holding a sword.Isn't that the young master of the Shi family that I met on the street the day before yesterday?How could you make a fuss about your mother's funeral?

Shi Qing glanced at the old Taoist who was sitting slumped on the ground, and turned to face the Jia family, "The Daoist Chen you are talking about is actually a demon. He didn't save his wife just now, but used his wife's corpse to set up a formation."

"Don't make false statements!" Master Jia glared at the young man angrily, "If it weren't for Daoist Chen, my little girl would have died at the ferry a few days ago."

"We'll talk about this later." Su Yunzhou pointed the long sword between the Taoist's eyebrows, and with the few moves just now, he has found out that this person is a demon, and he is cultivating the way of magic.Not going the right way.Advanced cultivation can only harm the world.

He closed his eyes slightly, and meditated on the Lingjue in his heart, and the golden light of the sword tip suddenly appeared.Under the golden light, the old Taoist's eyes twisted and his body trembled constantly.

Su Yunzhou opened his eyes suddenly, he couldn't move due to the coercion, "Now!"

With a bang, the old Taoist's yellow robe was shattered.

Su Yunzhou jumped half a step back, just now the old man turned into a yellow-edged black turtle, which was as big as half the yard.

Xuangui's eyes were red, and he stretched his neck and roared at Su Yunzhou, his sharp fangs shone with silver light, and his bloody mouth seemed to be able to swallow the entire Taoist temple.

"This this this..."

Master Jia was so frightened that he almost fell down, but luckily Shi Qing helped him up. "Don't be afraid, it's just Wang Bajing."

Miss Jia's eyes almost popped out of the frame, the son of the Shi family looked so weak and weak, but he was so powerful.

"Evil." Su Yunzhou stared coldly at the mysterious tortoise roaring at him, turned his hand into a golden whip, and slapped the black tortoise's forehead.

Xuangui screamed "Aww" from being pumped, and sprayed a few mouthfuls of water, but he didn't even wet the soles of Su Yunzhou's shoes.

Miss Jia's family was trembling with fright, Mr. Shi was too terrified, this whip whipped so hard!Almost all the big trees in the yard were felled, and a row of houses behind her were also overturned. With the whip in hand, the golden light had already turned her eyes into a blank.

Suddenly something fell from the sky and happened to fall into Miss Jia's arms. She looked down and saw that it was a piece of tortoise shell that had been smashed, with blood stars on it.

"Shangxian, please spare me!" Xuangui howled until his voice became hoarse, "The little demon knows he was wrong, please don't kill me."

Su Yunzhou stopped, pointed at Xuangui with a whip, and asked sharply: "Say, you did the matter of the ferry?"

"no!"

Su Yunzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and the golden light of the long whip in his hand gradually brightened.

"Ahhh, yes! But not all!" Xuangui was so frightened that its shell trembled wildly, shaking on the ground with a "dongdong" sound. "Little demon dares to ask, are you Guchen Immortal Venerable?"

This mysterious tortoise has been practicing for nearly 2000 years, and the magical skills are inherently more domineering than the natural aura.

Generally, those in the world of cultivating immortals are not his opponents at all, they can be crushed by the opponent to the point that they cannot use a single move, and the weapon in their hands can change shape according to the master's will.

"My master's celestial name, how can you wait for Xiao Xiaoxiao to ask?" Shi Qing stared at him ungratefully, "Say, what happened to the ferry? No matter how dishonest you are, be careful to destroy your demon pill!"

"Don't!" Xuangui trembled even more, "Three days ago, I had a fight with the river god enshrined at the ferry. He is not a fairy body at all, he just ate the people's offerings and used his devilish energy to confuse the villagers. "

The tortoise's tone was rather displeased, "I think the feng shui of the ferry is better than mine. You monster, you often fight for territory. We fought a battle three days ago, he seriously injured me, and I sealed him at the bottom of the river If the Immortal Venerable can agree to Xiao Yao's request, Xiao Yao is willing to lead the two of you to find him out."