Ye Hongyu lifted the quilt and found that she was still wearing the gray Taoist robe. The haze that had just experienced in her dream had dissipated a little. Then she gently folded the Taoist robe, tore off the broken clothes on her body and burned it. She made a gesture to call a clear stream. In the clear stream, she rubbed her body hard.

Chen Pipi sat on the stone pier in front of the seven thatched huts, holding her chubby chin with her hands, and her eyes seemed to be looking at the lake, but in fact she didn't know what was going on. He didn't understand. Yesterday, he also attended the God Kingdom Conference in the main hall of the temple. He heard the voice transmission from the head. The people in the temple were becoming more and more rampant. Taking advantage of his father and senior brother Ye Su's absence, he actually dared to slander his senior brother. How could the senior brother become possessed?

However, after he ran back to the view, and after seeing the middle-aged Taoist, he knew what was happening outside the view, he felt that he was dreaming. He ran around the lake in the view twice, sweating profusely and panting. He found that the feeling at this time could not be fake, which means it was not a dream.

"If Hao Tian really had the perception and could detect the behavior of the Demon Sect in the Kingdom of God, how could so many high-level officials in the Temple were mixed up by the Demon Sect? There must be ghosts among them!"

The little fat man stood up and roared. At this time, he could only roar. He was the son of the spectator, but he still said that he was just the son of the spectator.

Seeing that someone approached, the fat man hurriedly restrained his anger and looked back. Seeing that it was Ye Hongyu, his tone changed into complaining and said, "How can you sleep so much? Do you know something big happened?"

Of course, something big will happen. Ye Hongyu turned against her usual appearance when she faced the fat man. She lowered her head, and asked slightly tremblingly, "What's the matter?"

Chen Pipi thought it was Ye Hongyu who might have known some news about his senior brother, but he didn't realize it and told him everything he knew.

Ye Hongyu listened and his little hands huddled in his wide sleeves tightly clasped together. Because of the force, his nails pierced the skin in the palm of his palm, and the blood stained blood along the lines of his fingers.

Yesterday, she heard the low old Taoist exclaiming on the wooden bed. Now that he was being pushed into You Pavilion, it seemed that he also witnessed the truth of this matter. Being possessed by the Taoist Sect will never allow it. When entering You Pavilion, no one will ever be able to get out of it. Even if you wait for the master to come back to decide on the matter, the result will not be so good that he was locked in You Pavilion.

If there was no such old Taoist, if it was not for himself, if it was not for him to save himself, he would still be him, and he would still be the senior brother who had no reservations about himself and what he had learned.

Ye Hongyu released his tight fist and looked up at a mountain outside the gap of Qijian's thatched houses with resentment. The mountain was full of peach blossoms, which was Taoshan where the Xiling Temple was located.

...

In You Pavilion, there is no reference except for the ever-lasting lights in the corridor. Times are difficult to detect with the naked eye. I don’t know how long it takes, in short, maybe a few days, or dozens of days, the old man kept closing his eyes, Ye Qi kept looking at the fence, and the two never spoke again.

The corridor was terrible. Sometimes, the enemy who was imprisoned in other cells would not bear the darkness and loneliness and let out heart-wrenching cry. However, when they made the cry, no one responded, and no one from the temple would kill them as soon as possible. The darkness and loneliness in front of them were still there, and they could only deal with it silently.

A sound of footsteps came from the corridor, with messy steps, obviously not alone.

Soon, the footsteps became louder. After a while, two priests with food boxes appeared outside the fence and a tall and thin Taoist.

The tall and thin Taoist was wearing an extremely old Taoist robe. Several oil marks and stains could be seen on the Taoist robe. On the collar of the Taoist robe, you could see a few remaining rice grains left at some point, which were extremely dirty.

However, the old Taoist's face was clean, but the sparse long beards under his jaw and the pair of eyes with an inverted triangle made people inexplicably feel that he should be a vulgar person, which matched the oily and dilapidated Taoist robe.

The tall and thin old Taoist is named Yan Se. He is a divine talisman master contained in the world. He is the peak of the fifth realm. He was named a great priest in Xiling countless years ago. He is of the same generation as Wei Guangming in Youge. In order to demonstrate his own strength, Xiling was sent to the Tang Kingdom to serve as a great sacrifice at the South Gate of Haotian Dao.

When it comes to the South Gate of Haotian Dao, we have to say that the Tang Kingdom is the only country in the world that can compete with the Xiling Divine Kingdom.

Thousands of years ago, the founding of the Tang Dynasty rose rapidly in a very short period of time because the people of the Tang Dynasty were not convinced by the jurisdiction of Haotiandao. Under the silence of Haotiandao, seventeen countries attacked the Tang Dynasty and suffered a crushing defeat.

After this battle, the Tang Kingdom established its hegemony among the countries in the world, and the Haotian Dao, which represents Haotian to control all people, had to recognize the power of this country.

Because the people of Tang State were also surnamed Haotian, and because of this war, the South Gate of Haotian Dao appeared in Tang State.

In name, the South Gate of Haotian Dao is a subordinate sect of Haotian Dao, which is directly managed by the Xiling Temple. The heads of the South Gate and the senior management of the Xiling Dao are all practicing the Xiling Dao. However, in fact, the South Gate of Haotian Dao is rooted in the people of the Tang Dynasty. For countless years, the sword of disputes between the Tang Dynasty and Xiling, and the tendency of the South Gate has always been firmly standing on the side of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Yan Se is a great worshiper at the South Gate, everyone knows that the highest status among the South Gate is not Li Qingshan, the head of the South Gate, but him. He is naturally the one who returns to Xiling every year to describe the affairs of the South Gate.

Of course, everyone also knows where the Nanmen stance is. Yan Se is of extremely high seniority and cultivation. Who dares to listen to him telling the affairs of the Nanmen sect when he returns to the Kingdom of God? And the only master of Xiling who is qualified to listen is too familiar with the past and is too lazy to listen to this slick and old Taoist nonsense.

He returned to Xiling just to go through a formality and let the people of the Taoist sect know that the three words "Haotian Dao" were always in front of the South Gate.

"Huh?" Looking at the extra boy behind the fence, Yan Se narrowed his triangle eyes and looked at the two ruling priests accompanying him, and asked, "Why haven't you seen each other for a year? Wei Guangming has a companion?"

The two priests whispered a few words, and also knew the rules of the old Taoist in front of him when he came to Youge to visit the God of Light every year, and he consciously left.

Ye Qi didn't say anything. When Yan Se appeared in front of the fence, he kept looking at Yan Se without saying a word.

"You kid, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"I've seen this spring, I'm outside Chang'an City, and you're on the walls of Chang'an."

Yan Se slapped his head and said suddenly: "I just said, why did you enter the devil's path? Unfortunately, I lost a divine talisman master in vain."

"But look at your appearance, your aura is still as bright as that of the time, nor is it like practicing the Demon Sect's method. It's just that you have entered the wrong path and can still be corrected. Isn't it a waste to be locked in this Gu Pavilion? Alas, the Taoist sect now..."

Yan Se said, and the sarcasm in his tone became stronger and he looked at Wei Guangming, who was still autistic.

However, when Wei Guangming opened his eyes and looked at him, he swallowed the words afterwards.

(Something is something, I can only be out of context here. The typos have not been changed, and some sentences have not been sorted out. Sorry, my friends.)
Chapter completed!