Chapter 284

After the thunderstorm, the sky cleared, Liu Xiaolou squeezed out from the rock crack, climbed onto the rock beside him, and looked around.

The forest was lush, and the rainbow bridge crossed the sky.

The scenery in Wuling Mountain is beautiful, but from the perspective of an array master, the feng shui is always a little bit off.

It has been more than two months since he returned to Xiangxi from Bazhong. Many large mountains and famous rivers around—Dehang Mountain, Taoyuan Mountains, Mo Mountain, Miluo River, Wuchao River, including Wuling Mountain where he is now, as long as they are ownerless, Liu Xiaolou has walked through them all. After looking at them, he finally determined that his own Ganzhu Ridge is still the best.

It's not a wasted trip. The spirit materials have all been collected, and the array key has been refined at the fire hole of Xingde Mountain. The three Sect Master's tokens have also been successfully fused together. It is time to return to the mountain.

I don't know what the situation is on Wulong Mountain after he left for three years?

Waiting until the sky turned dark, Liu Xiaolou finally stepped on the road back to the mountain and arrived at the foot of Wulong Mountain before dawn. This time he didn't disturb Uncle Tian at the foot of the mountain, but sneaked in quietly and went straight into the mountain.

At dawn, he arrived at the Ghost Dream Cliff. The cliff was piled with withered branches and fallen leaves, and the cave entrance was covered with spider webs. He also went to the secret cave in the water pool under the cliff, which was the same as before, without any traces of Wei Hongqing returning.

Walking through the quiet mountain ridge, listening to the cheerful chirping of birds, he went to Banmu Gorge again, and could see that the gorge entrance had been washed by a mountain flood and was mostly blocked.

The Dragon Horse Waterfall was still roaring, the stone pavilion beside the waterfall was covered with thick mud, and the two thatched cottages had long collapsed.

Not only these few places, Dragon Mountain, Guzhang Mountain, Jade Girl Cave, Gourd Mouth, Book Dao Ridge... the cave dwellings where the Wulong Mountain fellow practitioners practiced in the past were now all dilapidated and had no human smoke.

It seems that the siege by the Lu family of Mount Tianmu that time, while wiping out most of the Wulong Mountain heroes, also established a killing prestige. No loose cultivators dared to go up the mountain again and call themselves Wulong Mountain fellow practitioners.

It seems that the whole Wulong Mountain is empty, forgotten by heaven and earth.

Liu Xiaolou arrived at the Sky Drum Pit unknowingly. This place was already covered with dense forest. He went down to the bottom of the pit, came to the place where the monument was erected before, looked at the names one by one, wandered for a long time, and prepared to re-erect a new monument, but found that a corner had already erected many new monuments. I don't know who erected them here, engraving names one by one:

Gu Da, Gu Wu, Old Quezi, Qi Laoqi, Li Fuchen... some familiar, some unfamiliar, all were fellow practitioners who were besieged by Mount Tianmu in Huang Feng Gou at that time. It was also until this moment that he truly confirmed who had died in that battle.

He continued to search. After searching many times, he confirmed that there were no names of Longshan Sanren, Li Busan, Mu Shenyi, Hu Du Old Dao, etc. here, and his heart felt a little relieved again. Except for Tan Bazhang, Zuo Gaofeng, Hu Captain, Gu Old Six, Gu Old Seven, perhaps the Wulong Mountain fellow practitioners could still survive a few more people.

By dusk, Liu Xiaolou finally returned to Ganzhu Ridge, which he had been away from for a long time, and came to his own small courtyard.

Like other cave dwellings on Wulong Mountain, Ganzhu Ridge was also in a state of dilapidation, with weeds growing, grass houses collapsing, and spider webs heavy. Not only the small courtyard, but the road up the ridge was also covered by weeds and shrubs, and the fallen leaves had accumulated several layers, stepping on them like thick felt blankets.

Deep in the bamboo forest, the teacher's grave was intact, but the weeds had grown several feet high.

No one has been up the ridge for a long time...

Maybe Dabai and Xiaohei have left too?

Going up to the peak, the moss between the stone peaks was thick, and it was also covered by dense flowers and grass. At a glance, one could know that those two guys hadn't been up for a long time.

After returning from Miaofeng Mountain, re-examining Ganzhu Ridge from the perspective of looking for a spirit spring, Liu Xiaolou finally saw that this stone peak was the eye of the victory!

And this stone crack on the stone peak was the eye of the acupoint.

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Perhaps when he was practicing, he often "sleepwalked" here for no reason, because of this reason?

The last ray of sunset disappeared between the mountains in the west, the stars filled the sky, the mountain wind blew slowly, sending bursts of loneliness, but there was an indescribable taste in this loneliness, that familiar taste, peace of mind, harmony, tranquility, and steadiness.

This is the taste of home.

Taking out an array plate from his bosom, it was simply fused from three Sect Master's tokens, Three Mystical Sect, Ziji Sect, Xingming Sect, as if they were naturally supposed to be fused together like this.

Inserting the refined array key into it, the induction was immediately transmitted to the heart and mind.

Taking a deep breath, he set up the array plate between the stone cracks, opened the array, and the array plate contracted and spun, drilling toward the bottom of the stone crack...

He had already done such an act in many places with good feng shui such as Taoyuan Mountains, Dehang Mountain, Wuling Mountain, etc., but nothing "drilled" out. I don't know if it can work on Ganzhu Ridge.

Just hope that he was not deceived by the He family uncle and nephew, or hope that the He family uncle and nephew were not deceived by the so-called inheritance...

His heart was full of expectations and nervousness, staring at the array plate drilling down. The array plate itself was still set up on the stone crack and did not "drill" into the stone crack. What really drilled down was some kind of spiritual sense gathered from the three Sect Master's tokens, drilling into some unknown, invisible "barrier" under the stone crack.

I don't know how long it "drilled," suddenly, in the heart and mind, it seemed to be plucked by some finger, and it vibrated with a "buzz."

The tip of his nose moved involuntarily, seemingly smelling a faint fragrance?

But he soon realized that it was not his nose that smelled the fragrance, but his meridians and acupoints that sensed the faint spiritual power. This is the taste of spiritual power.

This spiritual power was very light. Liu Xiaolou made a comparison in the depths of his memory. It was roughly half of the spiritual power he felt in the Danxia Cave Heaven that year, but it was barely enough for cultivation, just like when holding a spirit stone, he could convert and absorb 30% of the spiritual power.

It was not rich, but it was completely controllable, his own spiritual power, lasting and endless.

He didn't continue to absorb the spiritual power, but let the spiritual power overflow from the stone crack, and the faint fragrance spread out, filling the top of the peak.

The top of the peak was not big, only a few zhang in radius. The spiritual power continued to spread downward, covering the small courtyard below. At this point, the spiritual power was already extremely light, unable to meet the needs of cultivation, and could only be called fragrance, but this fragrance was very suitable for opening up a spirit garden.

A few poisonous bees the size of a child's fist flew out from deep in the bamboo forest. They were precisely the Golden Ring Bees he had raised in the past. They circled around the courtyard, fluttering uncertainly, and soon sensed the source of spiritual power, and then flew upward.

There was a sudden turmoil in his meridians. The two Ghost Banyan seeds that made their home in the meridians were wandering around. They were awakened by this spiritual power and were eagerly looking for an exit, wanting to rush out of the meridians.

Liu Xiaolou's spiritual sense and them were almost connected, and he immediately understood, pondered for a moment, and found a new home for them.

To go up to Ganzhu Ridge, there are mainly two mountain roads in the front and back. Most people know the front mountain road, and there is also another small road in the northwest of the bamboo forest behind, which few people know. It is Liu Xiaolou's escape route.

One seed was planted on the mountain road directly below the small courtyard, and the other seed was planted under the diagonal path behind. One in front and one behind, blocking the two main paths up the ridge.

The two seeds took root in the soil, and Liu Xiaolou's spiritual sense suddenly had two more pairs of eyes, forever staring at the two mountain roads!

I don't know how many years the Ghost Banyan's growth period needs. When the two seeds become towering trees, what will the scene on Ganzhu Ridge be like?

Liu Xiaolou was very expectant about this.

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