Yang Luo suddenly felt nervous and quickly answered the phone.

As soon as the call is connected.

Xiao Ziyun's voice came over.

"Xiao Luo, are you busy now?"

"You're not busy, Third Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

Yang Luo asked.

Xiao Ziyun said anxiously: "Can you come to Emei?

I have something to ask you for help with."

"Emei?"

Yang Luo looked confused, "Third Senior Sister, why did you go to Emei?"

Xiao Ziyun said: "It's hard to explain on the phone. I'll tell you when you get here."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Yang Luo agreed immediately.

After hanging up the phone.

Yang Luo said to Ling Hanshan and others: "Everyone, I have some urgent matters to deal with now, so I have to leave."

Ling Hanshan asked: "Mr. Yang, do you need help?"

"No."

Yang Luo shook his head.

Ling Hanshan nodded and said: "Okay, then we will take you to the airport now."

Afterwards, Yang Luo and his party left Medicine God Valley.

On the way to Shangdu Airport, Yang Luo bought four tickets for the fastest flight to Jiazhou, Sichuan.

After arriving at Shangdu Airport, Yang Luo and his party walked into the lobby.

Yang Luo cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, just say goodbye!"

"Mr. Yang, if you have time later, please come to our place as a guest again!"

"Mr. Yang, we will help you pay attention to the remaining twelve medicinal materials!

Once there is news, we will notify you as soon as possible!”

Ling Hanshan and others spoke out one after another.

"Thank you all, I will definitely come back again when I have time!"

Yang Luo said something, and then took Xu Ying, Bujie and Prajna into the security inspection channel.

After boarding the plane.

Yang Luo thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Mo Qingkuang.

The call was answered quickly.

"Brother Yang, why did you suddenly think of calling me? Is there something wrong?"

Mo Qingkuang's voice came over.

Yang Luodao: "Brother Mo, I would like to ask you for some help."

Mo Qing smiled wildly and said: "If you want me to help you, just ask."

Yang Luodao: "Brother Mo, I am looking for some medicinal materials now, but these medicinal materials are too difficult to find.

Therefore, I want you to go to Kunlun Ruins and have a look. Maybe you have the medicinal materials I need."

Mo Qingkuang said: "That's no problem. Send me the names of these medicinal materials. I'm going back to Kunlun Ruins in the next few days."

"Brother Mo, thank you very much!"

"We are brothers, do we still need to say thank you?"

After chatting for a few more words, Yang Luo hung up the phone.

"Brother Yang, why are we going to Sichuan and Shu? Is there something wrong?"

Bujie asked.

Xu Ying and Prajna also looked at Yang Luo doubtfully.

Yang Luodao: "Third Senior Sister called me just now and said that she is in Emei and wants my help."

"ah?!"

Bujie was stunned for a moment and said: "Why did Sister Ziyun go to Emei?

That's not right, Sister Ziyun is from the dark world, and she can't even fight with Emeiba, okay?"

Yang Luo shrugged and said, "I don't know what's going on, so I plan to go and have a look."

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

Bujie smiled and said, "The disciples in Emei are all women, and there are also many beauties. You can feast your eyes on them."

Yang Luo shook his head and said: "It is incredible to be a monk and reach your level."

Bujie rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Yang, you don't need to talk about me. Aren't there many beautiful women who have been harmed by you?"

"..."

Yang Luo was speechless. He really couldn't refute this.

Until about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Luo and his party arrived at Jiazhou Airport.

After leaving the airport, the four of them, Yang Luo, took a car to the Emeishan tourist attraction.

Yang Luodao: "Bujie, do you know the specific location of the Emei Sect?"

"Of course I know."

Bujie nodded and said: "As the third sect in the ancient martial arts world, the Emei Sect has a good relationship with our Shaolin Sect. I have been there many times before."

Yang Luodao: "Then you will lead the way."

Later, under the leadership of Bujie, Yang Luo and his group bypassed the Emeishan tourist area, passed through a jungle, and entered the mountains.

The four of them, Yang Luo, ran for an hour before finally arriving at the territory of the Emei Sect.

Look around.

The mountains are rolling up and down, towering into the clouds.

Ancient palaces and pavilions are looming among the clouds and mist.

Without ring, he looked into the distance and said, "That's the Emei Sect over there!"

"Walk!"

Yang Luo waved his hand and walked over with Xu Ying and the others.

When approaching the territory of the Emei Sect.

"Who is coming!"

"In Emei territory, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission!"

A series of clear shouts came over.

I saw many Emei disciples wearing white gowns and holding long swords rushing over.

As Bujie said, the disciples of the Emei Sect are all women.

Perhaps due to years of practicing, these female disciples all have good figures, and many of them are very beautiful.

"If you don't quit, what are you doing here? Aren't you kicked out of Shaolin?"

A female disciple recognized Bujie.

Bujie grinned and said: "Sister Luoying, I was kicked out of Shaolin, but that doesn't mean I can't come here!

Dear sisters, it’s been so long since I last saw you, do you miss me?”

"The prodigal son!"

"shameless!"

The female disciples all shouted out loudly and looked at Bujie with disdain.

Yang Luo pulled Bujie aside, cupped his hands and said, "My name is Yang Luo. I am a friend of your master. I have come here specifically to pay you a visit."

"Yang Luo? Are you Mr. Yang?"

"Oh my god, it's really Mr. Yang!"
To be continued...