Li Zhishui did not bring anything with identification on his body. He handed over the family tree to Hu Tuzi for safekeeping. He only took a few pieces of clothes, wrapped the sword in painting paper, put it in a painting tube and carried it on his back. He looked at the location of Qingcheng Mountain and set off in the evening.

Along the way, I took a bus, a free car, and a taxi, and arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain three days later.

Looking at the towering mountain peak, Li Zhishui thought about it and tried not to do anything to solve the troubles in Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain is divided into four mountains, front, back, left and right. The peaks are surrounded by ups and downs, the trees are green and secluded, and there are tens of thousands of elixirs, with a total of 72 peaks, nine caves, thirty-six small caves, one hundred dans and eight scenic spots.

There are hundreds of Taoist people, among the four famous mountains, the fewest.

Following the mountain path, Li Zhishui climbed up the steps.

On a platform halfway up the mountain stands a archway with four big words "Flowering Clouds and Misty" written on it.

Li Zhishui looked up and was about to pass by, two Taoists emerged from behind the archway, holding long swords and staring at Li Zhishui with fierce eyes.

"Who is trespassing in the Daomen Holy Land?"

"Cao, I really think I'm a god and my words are so polite," Li Zhishui thought to himself, but said, "My name is Li Zhishui, I'll discuss something with your leader."

Li Zhishui's name has spread all over Qingcheng Mountain, not because he accidentally killed Xuanmiao, but because of the dark martial arts aura.

Since Xu Zhiye secretly produced Qi Refining Pills, the Taoist in Qingcheng Mountain was arrogant, and even the path guarding the mountain gate had increased, with a lot of status and honor.

The way Li Zhishui went up the mountain was not the wide avenue in the front mountain, but the quiet path in the back mountain. He always walked on the main entrance and went up the mountain from behind, unless it was the robbers who cried and thieves.

"Li Zhishui? Is it Li Zhishui from Guicheng?" A Taoist was puzzled, "Junior brother, please hold him back, I'll report to the master."

Another Taoist nodded, looked at Li Zhishui, and asked, "You can rest here for a while. When my senior brother finishes reporting, I will naturally allow you to go up the mountain."

"Thank you, then." Li Zhishui followed the etiquette of ancient people and bowed, walked to the steps next to him to sit down, and rested for a while.

After about twenty minutes, I saw dozens of Taoist people huddled down the path.

The person who led the lead looked different from others. He wore a beautiful Taoist robe, while the others were all earth-gray Taoist robe.

The Taoist Jinxiu held a whisk in his hand and a high crown on his head. He stepped forward and bowed: "I am wasted my son, the head of Qingcheng Mountain, and the Master Li came from afar. He was not well received. Please forgive me. Please follow me up the mountain and talk."

Li Zhishui smiled, got up and patted his butt, but he didn't expect that the Taoist in Qingcheng Mountain was quite polite.

He looked up and saw that there was no shadow of Tingfeng or Xuehua among the crowd.

Following Xu Duzi and his group of people up the mountain, they arrived at the main hall. Everyone dispersed, leaving only Xu Duzi and Li Zhishui sitting opposite each other.

"Master Li came from afar, I wonder what it costs?" Xu Duzi's eyes flashed, signaling people in the dark to wait for arrangements.

Li Zhishui's eyes were only on Xu Duzi, and he did not notice that the Taoist holding weapons was ambushed behind the screen.

After receiving the news that Li Zhishui went up the mountain, I was so embarrassed that I was facing a great enemy. Tingfeng and Xuehua reached an agreement on the way back. In order to avoid being punished by confinement, they were defeated by Li Zhishui without mentioning a single word.

Even so, the Five Elements Formation failed to win, and the leader wasted their son and was still punished and was suspended for three months.

For Tingfeng Xuehua and the others, this is already quite kind. If the leader knew about their internal strife, he might be suspended for a year.

It is always necessary to do something about being entrusted by someone to be loyal to others. Since the Five Elements Formation was broken, Xu Duzi has been hesitating whether to send someone to assassinate Li Zhishui. The people who came back told him that Li Zhishui was an Anwu. He had to be careful. Others didn't know that he knew that there were many records about Anwu in the library in Qingcheng Mountain. Although he knew the books of Anwu, he had no chance to meet someone who truly practiced Anwu.

What he didn't expect was that Li Zhishui actually came to his door on his own initiative.

It's really easy to find a place without any effort

husband.

Xu Zhiye repeatedly urged him to take action against the Li family compound, and Qingchengshan's mind was always on Li Zhishui. Eliminating Li Zhishui can not only help Xu Zhiye to rescue him, but also continuously obtain Qi Refining Pills.

"I came this time to clarify something. Master Xuanmiao's death has nothing to do with me. It was his disciple Tingfeng who died by accident." Li Zhishui replied.

Xu Duzi's face tightened, which was completely different from what Feng Xuehua said.

Even if he heard Feng Xuehua's words falsely, Hu Duzi would not believe an outsider and doubt his disciples.

"Oh? Regarding this matter, what the two disciples said was not the case. They insisted that it was Donor Li, and they injured Xuanmiao when they took action." Xu Duzi said quickly.

"Well, I'm here to clarify this matter. Since they are inconsistent with me, let them come out and confront me."

"I'm really sorry. The two disciples left because of their reckless behavior, and they were already confined. It was too late today. I'll use some vegetarian meals. Tomorrow I'll take you to Youshan to confront them, okay?"

Li Zhishui thought for a while, "Okay."

Then, the Taoist holding a sword behind the screen dispersed, walked up to two paths, and took Li Zhishui out.

I arrived at a room and soon, someone brought me vegetarian food.

After walking for a day, Li Zhishui felt sore all over. He quickly pulled off the rice from the bowl, ate and drank enough, and lay down in his microphone and fell asleep.

He still has awe of those who practice and is wasting his merciful eyes. Li Zhishui would never have thought that the people in Qingcheng Mountain were so despicable that they actually put medicine in the meal.

After going to the pit for more than ten consecutive times, Li Zhishui's legs were trembling.

Just as he was about to question Hu Duzi, there were five or six people standing at the door of the guest room, all with swords in his hands.

The head of the sect holding the whisk in his hand scolded, "Take it down."

Five or six people rushed in and put a few swords around Li Zhishui's neck.

Li Zhishui was about to verbally swear, but he was punched in the head and fainted.

When he woke up, it was already midnight, and he looked around with the faint oil lamp on the wall.

There is a dry hay all over the place and iron fences are surrounded by them. This is clearly a prison.

The two Taoists guarding him outside were actually drinking and eating meat. When they saw Li Zhishui wake up, a Taoist walked over and said, "Boy, I heard that you are practicing dark martial arts. I can't tell you that you have practiced dark martial arts. We have been practicing here for more than ten years, and we are just a Mingwu. What great virtues have you accumulated in your previous life? Once you enter ancient martial arts, you are secret martial arts. Can you talk to us brothers?"

"Brother, I think they are all bragging. Although we have never seen the power of ancient martial arts, the leader will mention it every time he gathers, and even said that the Anwu was amazing. If this kid is really Anwu, could he be locked up here?"

"Yes, I think so too, hahaha..."

The man laughed with a glass of wine. Before he could react, the glass of wine in his hand flew along the iron fence to Li Zhishui's hands.

"Qi Finger? He has reached Qi Finger?"

Seeing this strange phenomenon, the Taoist holding the wine glass shouted in shock.

"Don't be afraid, he still has iron chains tied around him and can't escape."

Li Zhishui twisted hard for a few times, looked down and was tied with thick iron chains.

Fortunately, the painting tube and backpack are there, but I don’t know if the sword inside is still there?

Li Zhishui tried to lift the energy and broke the iron chain. When he secretly lifted the energy, he found that the area of ​​the Dantian was empty.

Although the medicine has exceeded its strength, the body has not recovered.

He tried several times but failed, so he had to give up and retain some physical strength.

Seeing that Li Zhishui could not get out, the two Taoists laughed and leaned back and forth.

"I'm also a master of dark martial arts. I think it's just a fool. When the master opens the altar tomorrow and practices his dark martial arts breath, maybe we will be rewarded with the help of guarding us."

"Well, there is nothing wrong with Anwu. When you arrive in our Qingcheng Mountain, you are even a god who goes to heaven and earth, and you don't want to escape without any loss."

"Hahaha……

, go and drink."

Li Zhishui almost vomited blood. Unexpectedly, the Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain were all shameless people. If they had known that they would not have shown mercy to them.

But it's too late now, and it's useless to regret it.

Li Zhishui crushed the wine glass in his hand and kicked the paint cylinder with his feet. After the lid fell off, the Qingxin sword fell out of it.

He moved his body and wanted to use the Qingxin Sword to cut off the iron chain. Who knew that when he looked up, he saw two Taoists staring at him.

"Continue, I want to run away. Wouldn't we suffer if you run away?"

"That's right, you can wait here peacefully until dawn, and don't cause trouble for our brothers."

"Junior brother, go in and take out the sword, it looks like a good sword."

"OK."

The Taoist opened the door and took out the red Qingxin Sword, his eyes lit up.

When they sent Li Zhishui in, they thought the paint was painted in the tube, so they did not check it carefully, but they almost got confused.

Another Taoist saw that this sword was good and did not dare to take it alone, so he hurriedly sent it out and handed it over to the head.

Xu Duzi was already sleeping, and suddenly heard someone coming to report a major discovery. When he came to see the Qingxin Sword, his eyes almost collapsed.

The Taoist two magic weapons, the long sword of the whisk.

The Qingxin Sword is a treasure. I wasted my knowledge of the goods and immediately stated that I would use this sword to sacrifice to the sky tomorrow and refine Li Zhishui.

Li Zhishui struggled all night but did not break free from the chains. He had to give up and look for another opportunity when dawn.

The next day, Li Zhishui, under the escort of two Taoists, arrived at the martial arts performance field in front of Masashima Masashi.

At this time, a seven-star platform was set up in front of the martial arts stage overnight, and a wooden stake was standing on it.

He took Li Zhishui to the wooden stake and tied it up. Xu Duzi waved the Qingxin sword in his hand and went forward and asked, "Master Li, do you know your guilt?"

Li Zhishui asked with a smile: "What is my crime?"

"I'm still quibbling," Xu Duzi's face darkened. "If you kill my Taoist disciples, you don't dare to admit it, but you dare to lie and accuse my disciples of being tragic. Such a vicious heart can be punished by heaven and earth."

"A joke, I asked you to pull your apprentice out to confront you, but you didn't dare to do so. I drugged me in the middle of the night and caught me. I was still here to speak sarcastically. You are so shameless." In desperation, Li Zhishui ignored his identity and cursed.
To be continued...