Until Anyang threw the copied magic tricks to her, Xiaochan still felt like she was in a dream, holding this extremely exquisite notebook in this era, and the two words Anyang said to her for a long time in her mind.

"This is the cultivation method of the Six Immortal Demons. Use it. I know you have coveted it for a long time!"

"Practice well and don't embarrass me."

...

The carriage swayed all the way, and after about ten days, it finally arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

During this period, Anyang's biggest gain was to learn the summoning technique of the stone giant and the river giant named "Scenery of Spirituality" by him. Although he is not yet proficient and his cultivation is not enough, he can only summon a stone giant and a river giant of the same size, but he is also very satisfied. As long as he practices diligently, his ability will definitely increase greatly.

In battle, the effect of the mountain and water psychic art is greater than that of the evil ghost puppet technique. After all, the stone giant is greater than that of the paper yaksha in terms of power and defense. However, there are also advantages and disadvantages. The IQ of the giant summoned by the mountain and water psychic art is much worse than that of the puppet. It can only perform simple combat tasks and cannot be too far away, or it is directly controlled by the caster in real time.

The puppet is much better in this regard. It can be a temple guarding evil spirit, can find something, perform assassination missions, and can also pursue a certain target. Just like the original demon monk, he only explained to the puppet that he wanted to kill Anyang. With his birth date attached to the puppet, it will automatically find the deep mountains and forests. Later, the relevant information in the biochip database was enriched and the analysis of the spells was more thorough. He could even change the "spell program" on the puppet so that he could do more.

Xiaochan's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Scholar, there is a small town in front of you."

Anyang quickly put down the spell that had been cast in his hand, lifted the curtain and saw an ancient town.

Green tiles and white walls, wooden attics, continuous bungalows, endlessly visible. Behind the town is a mountain that cannot be seen. It may have just rained a little, and there is also a lot of fog at the foot of the mountain, covering the town with a hazy veil, looking like a fairyland in the legend of the East.

In front is the entrance to the town, a disrepaired wooden door plaque stands on the road. It looks like a little time has passed, but it stands in the wind and rain.

An Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and pronounced the words on it.

"Kunlun Town!"

He only knew about Kunlun Mountain, but he didn't know about Kunlun Town. But this was just right. He was worried that he was in Kunlun and didn't know where to find a place to rest. This town really appeared just right.

Xiaochan turned around and asked timidly: "Scholar, are we going in?"

Anyang nodded: "Get in."

Xiaochan stopped talking, drove the carriage and walked along the official road, passing under the wooden door plaque, and drove into Kunlun Town.

Anyang immediately frowned. Through more than a month of contact with Taoism, he was no longer the naughty who knew nothing about practicing Taoism except Kunlun Jue. Although he was still halfway through, he also found some ways to sense monsters and ghosts and people who practice Taoism. So as soon as he stepped into Kunlun Town, he felt-

Strong breath of magic power.

This feeling is so mysterious, but it obviously tells him that most of the people living in this ancient town are probably not ordinary people.

Either a monster who has achieved success in cultivation or a person who has some ability to practice Taoism.

The vixen has the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck. With this, she can use Xiaochan as an early warning device. She is also quite sensible in this regard, so she tried her best to play her role along the way, such as washing clothes and cooking, catching cars and asking for directions. If she really feels danger, she will definitely say it, but since she hasn't said it, there shouldn't be much problem.

The carriage drove not far away, and I met a pedestrian on the road. Sure enough, he was a practitioner of Taoism.

Later, I met a woman dressed in a simple and beautiful appearance. She walked by the carriage with an umbrella as if no one was around. She turned out to be a monster. However, Anyang could not feel the evil spirit from her. She should be a serious creature who had practiced. She had never harmed people and had caused trouble. Otherwise, the evil spirit on her body would not be so light, nor would it have the smell of evil spirit and blood.

Most people who practice Taoism are very friendly to this kind of true monster. Only when they encounter evil people, they will practice the way for heaven. However, it is not limited to creatures like "non-class" such as monsters and ghosts. Even if people who practice Taoism do evil, they will uphold the righteousness to eradicate them. There is not much racial discrimination at this point.

Gradually, there were more pedestrians on the street and there was a little noisy in my ears.

Anyang kept lifting the curtain and looked at the people in front of him. These people were not ordinary people.

There are Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, monks holding vajras and bowls, monsters who don’t know what they are, and more are ordinary people who dress up in Taoism, old and young, luxuriously dressed, simple dressed, and even men and women holding hands, reflecting the Taoist priests as they please.

Xiaochan felt a little guilty, especially when she saw the monk, she almost suppressed the fear in her heart and pinched her small fist tightly.

Obviously, the demon monk caused a psychological shadow on her.

But Anyang gradually frowned and became more and more confused.

These are all cultivators that are difficult to see in the outside world. Perhaps many of them can be called "Immortal Master" in the outside world, but they are all gathered in Kunlun Town at this time, and they live in peace, not knowing what is going on.

The carriage was driving all the way. No matter how well the pedestrians on the street were in cultivation, they would mostly rely on the side of the road to get out of the way. At most, people with bad tempers glared at Xiaochan and Anyang, but would not curse.

However, it is true that most of the ancient town are practitioners. These people cannot see their background clearly and probably dare not cause trouble rashly.

At the same time, no one had any strange expressions about the combination of Anyang and Xiaochan. It seems that it is not uncommon for practitioners to subdue spiritual objects to be spiritual pets or boys. Just think about it and understand that many gods in the myths and legends of this world have immortal pets and spirit beasts. As long as the practitioners do not carry any evil things, they are quite sparse and ordinary.

The carriage kept walking slowly for a long time before stopping at the entrance of an inn.

Anyang got out of the car and took Xiaochan to the inn, but found that the lobby was full, which made him frown.

This is a bit bad.

"Woman, do you still have a room?"

"Sorry, guest, you two came a little late, and the rooms have been booked."

Anyang's expression was a little bad, staring at the waiter who had no service attitude and said, "You are such a big shop, and there is no room left?"

The waiter raised his eyes and glanced at him, and flipped the notes in his hand: "According to the old rules of previous years, there is one Shushan School, one Zangxiu Immortal Palace, one Zhushuijue, one Chunyang Gate, two Piaomiao Peak, two Tianshan Twelve Caves, and two Changge Caves. These are all holy places for practicing Taoism that have been exchanged with Kunlun for generations, and the rest have been booked by major sects. You are indeed a little late."

Anyang's eyes were slightly condensed, and he heard the waiter's words. Kunlun Town was inevitably related to the Kunlun Sect, and there should be any major accidents recently, otherwise there would not be so many scattered Taoist practitioners and large forces gathered here.

At this time, a young man next to him dressed in a handsome young man in a martial arts novel said, "We arrived a month in advance, it's still too late. I only have one room, don't even have a room?"

The waiter replied impatiently: "You are only one month ahead of time. Look at other customers, some of them came half a year in advance."

Anyang raised his eyebrows again. It sounded like this was not an accident. It should be a grand event that would be held every once in a while, or a gathering that would spread news to those who practice Taoism in the world in advance. This can be seen from the fact that many people arrived early. The possibility of the former was obviously higher, because the world's communication was not developed, so it was not easy to notify the whole world of something in advance.

The young man looked a little darker: "I don't make money, but I still have a stern face. Are you doing business like this? Could it be that I have to teach you a lesson so that you can know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

The waiter ignored his anger and said, "Kunlun Town is a place where the disciples of Kunlun Sect are supplied. It is a thousand-year-old ancient town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. We represent the face of Kunlun Sect. Do you want to try out what the consequences of hitting Kunlun Sect's face at the foot of Kunlun Mountain? Also, Guest Officer, I would like to remind you that there is only this inn in Kunlun Town, but many people provide accommodation. You can ask, but if you go late, there is no place to blame me for not reminding you. Well, this small attitude is calculated, right?"

The young man was stunned, his face flushed red, and there were indeed few people who dared to cause trouble at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"Hmph, is this how people from Kunlun Mountain entertain guests?"

The young man was also frustrated. He was warned by the waiter for a while, and then choked. Now he didn't know how to reply, so he had to just give up a word of accusation and leave.

Anyang glanced at his back. This young man was not easy to mess with. At that moment, he clearly felt the magic fluctuations in the young man's hands, but it was just a flash. I think he was also a smart person. Knowing that in this sensitive period, it was not good for him to make trouble here, he restrained his impulse.

It seems that not all of these practitioners are as peaceful as they imagined.

Anyang thought for a while and then pulled Xiaochan out to see if there was still a place to live.

However, the result was disappointing. They asked from beginning to end, and all the places where they could stay were booked by others, which meant that they would continue to sleep in the mountains and forests as most of the time this month. However, during the process of asking about accommodation, he also received a lot of information.

It turns out that the reason why so many Taoist forces gather here is because a grand event called "Kunlun Banquet". Once in ten years, they happened to be caught up by them. At that time, there will be a "outside hall". It was a grand event held by the Kunlun School to follow the example of the sages and preach the Taoist sages and Taoist rituals held by the Kunlun School to tell the people of the world about the Taoist craftsmanship. Therefore, it attracted countless monks and dedication to the free and easy world.

Who doesn’t want to learn some "Immortal Arts" from these famous schools, who doesn’t want to improve their cultivation level, and who doesn’t want to listen to higher mysteries of Taoism? There was no chance in the past, but now it happens to meet a grand banquet every ten years, and I think no one will miss it easily.

Even more so in Anyang.

This opportunity was almost tailored for him.

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