In the middle of the broad river, a large boat broke through the water and moved forward rapidly.

Other small boats would come from time to time, but they would step aside early, not daring to compete with this big boat for the waterway.

On the highest attic, several figures were sitting around a round table.

It is filled with various dishes.

Most of them are meat, many of which are deliberately uncooked and have traces of blood dripping from them.

Six strong men in long coats and shiny foreheads were sitting there eating.

Drops of blood flowed from his lips, turning the clothes on his chest into a dark red.

"Master Ji, how long will it take for us to reach Mount Taixuan?" A monk put down the wine jar and asked in a rough voice.

Ji Shou sat aside, sipping tea, "It will take about three days, please don't worry, we will definitely make it in time."

He looked at the behavior of several monks who could be described as drinking blood like hair, and a little coldness and disdain flashed in his eyes.

In addition, forty years ago, this group of people had fierce battles with the warriors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they unconsciously felt a bit disgusted in their hearts.

No wonder Elder Gong would say such things.

If she was still on the ship, she might not care about Qing Lian Zuo Shi's face and just kill them all.

Ji Shou's mind turned and he sighed secretly.

Then I heard a black-faced monk suddenly twitching his nose and saying, "I seem to smell the scent of a woman. Could it be that she is the concubine kept by Master Ji in the Golden House?"

Ji Shou raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said expressionlessly, "It doesn't matter if you guys are joking with me, but there are some things you shouldn't say randomly.

You may not know that just before I picked you up on the boat, the elder of the secret law palace in the sect took a short rest here."

The black-faced monk laughed loudly, "Our family only knows Mr. Zuo Shi. After hearing what Master Ji said, we were a little curious. What kind of slim and beautiful woman is the so-called Palace Elder?"

Ji Shou's color changed slightly, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

But the next moment.

There was a muffled sound.

Without any warning, the black-faced monk who spoke hit his head on the table.

He directly smashed the pot of broth in front of him to pieces, splattering all over his head and body.

"Ba Zhuo, watch your mouth. Don't say anything you shouldn't say."

The red-robed old monk sitting next to Ji Shou retracted his arm and said in a cold tone, "The elder of the Holy Religion Palace has a profound realm and extraordinary strength. Even I can't compare to him. How many lives do you have, so you dare to speak nonsense here?"

"Yes, that's what Elder Mengchi taught me."

After receiving a slap and a scolding, the black-faced monk named Ba Zhuo did not dare to show any signs of anger. Instead, he calmed down and stood up respectfully and saluted.

The wine mixed with the broth flowed on his face, and he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it. He just stood there with his back bent, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

The red-robed old monk sighed lowly and turned to look at Ji Shou.

He clasped his hands together and said slowly, "Palace Master Ji, these idiots act rudely and speak vulgarly. They offend many of them. Please be magnanimous and don't mind them."

Ji Shouping was calm and said with a smile, "What did Elder Mengchi say? We are all working for Master Zuo, so how can we get angry over trivial matters?"

Regarding the old monk in red robe, he no longer had the mentality to face several other monks.

Even his eyes and tone are much softer.

After all, he is the Qinglian Grandmaster, and the other party is also a Tantra Grandmaster.

If we really want to compare them, we still don’t know who loses and who wins, who wins and who loses.

Looking away from the table, Ji Shou looked into the distance, his mind suddenly wandering at this moment, as if he had returned to a few days ago.

At that time, the palace elder in a long skirt liked to sit in the attic drinking tea, and would often sit there for several hours, in peace and quiet, just like a graceful lady walking out of a painting.

Unknowingly, Ji Shou's thoughts changed again, and the figure seemed to appear in front of him, sitting on the colorful lotus platform, with Xuan Qingshan behind him, and he reached out to grab his face with his palms.

At this moment, the lady turned into a divine and enlightened immortal saint.

Being so high up, overlooking all sentient beings, that one cannot have the slightest thought of resistance.

If she was really here and saw these monks.

Ji Shou's back felt inexplicably tight.

Even if he and Meng Chi join forces, they don't know if they can fight against her.

Turn your mind again and think deeply.

Ji Shou suddenly discovered that he had never seemed to understand this arcane elder, and he didn't know what she was thinking or doing.

Several important figures of the Holy Religion, the Holy Dharma King and others are hiding in the place of their afterlife, studying the Holy Religion classics every day and pointing the way for the many followers below.

Meanwhile, Zuo Shi's energy was mainly focused on the Imperial Court Tour Department and the seven sects of the sect. This planning was done by him alone.

As for the other right envoy of Qinglian, he has been leading the war of the Black Turban Army in Mozhou.

The other great elders also perform their respective duties and have clear plans and purposes.

Only Elder Gong has such a terrifying level of strength, but he has always been separated from everyone. His whole person seems to be shrouded behind a mysterious veil, making it impossible for people to see his true appearance.

At this moment, Meng Chi's old voice sounded quietly, interrupting Ji Shou's reverie.

"During this period of time, I have to trouble Hall Master Ji to take care of me."

Meng Chi picked up the wine glass with a smile on his face and said, "Here, let me offer you a drink."

Ji Shou laughed and said, "Don't dare. Let's drink this cup together. Elder Mengchi invited us."

He drank the fine wine in the glass in one gulp, and then looked at the table full of rude and bold monks. Suddenly, another flame arose in his heart, and it burned for a long time.

As long as this mission can be successfully completed, and with the strong support of Mr. Zuo Shi, even if he has already broken through and become a master, there is still the possibility of promotion.

If the opportunity comes, he may not be able to reach the height that Elder Gong stands at.

It also allows him to experience what a wonderful and magnificent scenery it is.

Thinking of the plan that was about to start, Ji Shou sat still, but his mind was calm and there was no disturbance.

The three masters, Elder Meng Chi of the Esoteric Cult, Qiao Jing, the Elder of the External Affairs of the Holy Cult, and himself, were dispatched together, and their top-notch combat power would definitely sweep across the entire Taixuan Mountain.

Coupled with the elites of the holy religion who followed, it was not difficult to catch all the disciples of the seven sects participating in the competition. This would be regarded as cutting off the roots of the sect to a certain extent.

Once such a big thing is accomplished, not to mention Master Zuo, even the Holy Dharma King who lives in the land of the afterlife may be overjoyed and give him a reward beyond imagination.

Thinking about this, Ji Shou took out a breath of turbid air and raised the wine glass that he had put down a while ago again.

The autumn wind howls, but it cannot blow away the dense fog that shrouds the earth.

The palace garden moves forward slowly in the wilderness.

Although the surrounding vegetation has begun to wither, looking at her expression, she seems to be admiring a garden full of flowers.

She moved lightly with her lotus steps, leaving a straight footprint deep in the mist.

Moreover, the strides are no more than two feet apart, and there is no difference at all.

Behind him, there were two girls who were dressed exactly the same and followed him quickly.

The three of them all have peaceful postures, forming a peaceful and beautiful picture together.

Click!

The palace garden stepped on a pile of dead leaves and made a thin crisp sound.

She stopped here and looked up at the looming town in front of her, a gleam of divine light flashing in her eyes.

"The person the elder is looking for is here?"

The twin sisters spoke together and asked at the same time.

"Yes, ever since Wu Xiuxuan's mind was shaken and all his thoughts collapsed, and he sealed himself in the Worm Valley, the old man who watched him grow up found a place to live in seclusion and never appeared in the world again.

The big man is hiding in the court, the middle is hiding in the city, the small is hiding in the wild, but this old man is hiding in the middle and small, hiding in this remote town to spend the rest of his life."

When Gong Yuan said this, he sighed quietly, "I came here to disturb his tranquility, and I still feel a little guilty in my heart."

After the words fell, she continued to move forward.

With a gentle step, he crossed a distance of more than ten feet, and in the blink of an eye he was already in front of the small town.

The twin girls ran as fast as they could before they could catch up with her.

It's just that each of them is a little out of breath, it's not as good as her being as calm and calm as if nothing happened.

Although the town is located in a remote location, there are many residents coming and going, presenting a bustling and lively scene.

As the three of them walked among them, they attracted countless astonishing glances, which were flinching and focused on them.

Gongyuan didn't take it seriously at all, and just walked and walked on the somewhat dilapidated streets, turning back and adjusting the direction from time to time. Soon after, he finally stopped in front of a dusty courtyard wall.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

She took a step forward and knocked on the somewhat dilapidated courtyard door.

It was silent inside, as if there was no one around.
To be continued...