Chapter 102 Residual Fear
When it was almost time to reach Wuxin Lake, the sky was already full of golden light. Zhang Shiping relied on the spiritual shield on the flying boat, flew slowly, and carefully sorted out his clothes that had just been blown away by the wind.
After finishing the clothes and hats on the flying boat, Zhang Shiping shouted "Qi" with this trick. The Qingling Ancient Boat flew over the sky at Wuxin Lake until it stopped outside the Wuming Mountain Formation where Xu Youdan was.
The Qingling Ancient Boat stopped dozens of feet away from the lake, so he didn't dare to get too close to the lake.
The underground spiritual veins gushed out, creating the third-level spiritual mountain of Wuming Mountain. Although most of the spiritual energy was gathered by Wuming Mountain formations, some of them were scattered into the lake. The terrain of some places at the bottom of Wuxin Lake was strange, like a naturally formed formation, and had the function of gathering spiritual energy. Over the years, the concentration of spiritual energy in those places was no lower than that of ordinary second-level spiritual mountains.
Wuxin Lake has bred a lot of monsters and monsters. I heard that there are two-level top-grade fish monsters among them. I don’t know if there are any ones, but he is still careful. Uncle Xu, the Jindan monk, does not take these second-level fish monsters seriously. Zhang Shiping has no confidence, so he is a little higher and safer.
Zhang Shiping touched it in his storage bag and took out the sound transmission notes, but did not send it directly into the formation. Instead, he was wondering whether he should have troubled Uncle Xu, the Golden Pill Cultivator for the sake of a mere Feng Peng wing refining method.
Although Mr. Xu said that the ancestors of the Zhang family had given him a kindness, hundreds of years have passed. Even if the relationship between the ancestors and Mr. Xu was good at that time, after so long, only remembrance was left.
Besides, Uncle Xu also gave him this Qingling Ancient Boat. If it was Zhang Shiping's character, it would be a repayment of kindness and a terror.
Just as Zhang Shiping was in a state of contemplation, the formation of Wuming Mountain cracked a hole, and a monk in blue-shirted shirt flew out, flew towards Zhang Shiping, and stopped about five feet away.
Zhang Shiping seems to have a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but his temples are gray and he is quite old. He is a monk at the third level of foundation building.
"Can fellow Taoist be called Zhang Shiping and Junior Brother Zhang?" He clasped his fists.
"I am Zhang Shiping. What do you call senior brother?" Zhang Shiping had never seen this foundation-building senior brother in the sect. After all, he did not know many foundation-building cultivators.
"My husband's surname is Tai and Yan. Uncle Xu is summoning Junior Brother Zhang to come in." Tai Yan pointed to the closed hole in the formation behind and smiled.
Tai Yan had just returned from the mission. Because it was released by Xu Youdan, he came directly to Wuxin Lake and reported to him.
After he finished replying to the task, Xu Youdan asked him to retreat and called Zhang Shiping outside in. After Taiyan built the foundation, he is now over 100 years old. His cultivation is only relying on water grinding skills. When he reaches the third level of foundation building, he may not be able to break through the middle stage of foundation building, let alone the late stage of foundation building or even form elixirs.
So over the years, he has been taking on sect tasks and making some plans for the younger generations of his family. He has lived for so long, and his eyes are very accurate. A cultivator like Zhang Shiping, who looks young and has already built a second-level foundation, will definitely have a higher cultivation level than him in the future.
If you don’t have a relationship or become familiar with each other, then when will you have to wait for it?
"If junior brother has time in the future, welcome to me often. Senior brother will definitely sweep the bed to welcome him."
Wuhua Mountain, Zhang Shiping had a little impression of this place. Perhaps it was the second-level spiritual mountain where the Senior Brother Tai was located. Zhang Shiping was kind to the point. In order not to let Mr. Xu wait for a long time, Zhang Shiping did not chat with the Senior Brother Tai. After saying goodbye to Taiyan, he passed the entrance of the formation.
The Qingling Ancient Boat flew towards the foot of the mountain. Zhang Shiping jumped down when he was about a foot away from the ground. The flying boat shone brightly and slowly became smaller and fell on his palm. He raised his hand and put it in the storage bag.
Then he followed the puppet attendant waiting at the foot of the mountain and went up the stone steps of the mountain road. When he passed by the pavilion where he met Mr. Xu for the first time, Zhang Shiping followed the puppet for a while, turned a corner, and walked towards a small path on his left.
Bamboo planted on both sides of the trail, with rustling bamboo leaves, golden and beautiful bamboo poles, elegant and elegant bamboo posture. Zhang Shiping looked at these golden silk bamboos that were standing tall, but he didn't expect that Uncle Xu had such an elegant taste.
The puppet took Zhang Shiping slowly for half a cup of tea. After reaching the end of the path, Zhang Shiping saw a strange red stone wall in front of him. There was an entrance, and the stone door had been opened. He stepped on several stone steps and walked into the stone door.
After passing a stone path about twenty feet long, Zhang Shiping found that he had come to a sinkhole. A faint light came from the entrance of the sinkhole, and pine, bamboo and vines grew on the round wall of the sinkhole. Zhang Shiping looked up and saw that there was no formation to isolate the entrance of the sinkhole, so it should have not been opened.
A huge rock lying across the middle of the sinkhole, and the surging spiritual energy surged out from under the huge rock. Xu Youdan sat on the top of the huge rock, not knowing what kind of martial arts he was practicing.
He did not meditate normally like Zhang Shiping, but instead supported his head with one hand and lying across the huge rock, gushing out from the bottom of the huge rock. The spiritual energy visible to the naked eye was sucked into his body as he breathed. This way of practicing suddenly made Zhang Shiping dumbfounded.
After a few breaths, Xu Youdan opened his eyes and did not continue to practice. Only then did the large amount of spiritual energy fill the sinkhole again.
"Shiping, what's the matter with me?" Xu Youdan did not get up, but still lay on the huge rock and asked Zhang Shiping. His voice echoed because of the stone wall of the sinkhole.
Zhang Shiping naturally wanted to ask about the method of forging the wing magic weapon in "Fengpengyu". After all, the other party was a Jindan monk. He lived for hundreds of years and was knowledgeable. Perhaps he knew how to forge this type of magic weapon. Zhang Shiping explained what he was asking concisely and clearly with a nervous mood.
After listening to it, Xu Youdan did not directly reject Zhang Shiping. After reading Zhang Shiping's "Feng Peng Yu" martial arts slip, he thought for a while and said:
"I know several methods of forging wings, but they are not matched with your skills. Such magical instruments that match the skills are often a little different, and it is almost impossible to forge them without specific forging methods. I advise you not to waste time and energy on this."
When Zhang Shiping heard Master Xu say this, he was sure that he would not be able to forge the magic wings. He also felt very disappointed and regretted that he had obtained the "Fengpeng Yu" technique. This technique gave him more chances to save his life.
Magic wings are different from flying boats. Although they consume more magic power, they are more simple and convenient to use. Unlike Qingling Ancient Boat, which requires several breaths to activate.
With a flap of wings, he instantly distances himself from others. Among the foundation-building monks with the same level of cultivation, if Zhang Shiping can take the initiative, the rhythm of the fighting will be in his hands at that time. Even in the middle stage of foundation-building, Zhang Shiping can also use the magic wings to have more chances of escape.
Zhang Shiping was really unwilling to give up, and even felt a little excited for a moment. He asked Mr. Xu if he could borrow other methods of wing forging.
When Xu Youdan heard that Zhang Shiping was still unwilling to give up and spoke indifferently, he snorted coldly and stared at Zhang Shiping, which made him feel a heavy pressure, and his shoulders seemed to be under a heavy burden.
Seeing that Mr. Xu was not happy, Zhang Shiping quickly accused him of his crime.
Uncle Xu then asked Zhang Shiping for a while, and then Zhang Shiping left. His deep eyes as deep as stars looked at Zhang Shiping's back, and he felt that with Zhang Shiping's younger personality, he should not be so reckless.
Xu Youdan sat up on the huge rock, looked at the stone, as if she understood something, and finally pondered for a moment, waving a red light.
After Zhang Shiping walked past the stone and left the stone gate, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his forehead with a wry smile. Why was he so stupid and wise just now, and he asked others about the method, or a Jindan monk.
If it were replaced by a golden elixir with a bad temper, wouldn’t I be...
Zhang Shiping thought fortunately, to remind himself not to be reckless in doing things in the future.
At the same time, Zhang Shiping's face was as calm as his mood. It seemed that Dan Jie still left a deep impression on him, so that he was inexplicably anxious and fear remained in his heart. Even though he calmed down his mind all the way, the so-called firmness was just an appearance and.
Fear is still in my heart, and it will not be completely removed in a short while.
No wonder the sect has not informed the sect monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building to watch the alchemy. It is really useless to watch more, and the disadvantages outweigh the benefits.
Fortunately, I was dozens of miles away and had not yet felt the power of the Dan Tribulation in person. Zhang Shiping rubbed his eyebrows and thought.
When the originally opened stone door rumbled slowly closed, Zhang Shiping saw Uncle Xu closing the cave directly, and realized that he was not welcome. He was dizzy for a moment and angered Uncle Xu. It was really not right. Zhang Shiping left with a heavy pace.
When there was only one crevicle left behind the stone door, a red light flew out from inside and flew out outside.
Zhang Shiping had already stepped down the stone steps and stepped onto the path. His ears moved slightly, and he heard a sound behind him. He turned around and saw a red light flying in front of him. The red light dissipated and a jade slip floated in front of him.
He took the jade slip and put it on his eyebrows. After a while, he left Wuxin Lake with an extremely strange expression.
Chapter completed!