Qingzhou.

Mountain Temple.

Zhang Yong leaned against the wall, sat down and gasped, throwing his sword beside him, and didn't even want to pick it up. Unexpectedly, they rushed from the capital to Qingzhou in two or three days. For Zhang Yong, they really opened his eyes, like a miracle.

But this miracle was achieved by overdrawing his own energy, so it would not be very wonderful.

While Sikong Jian and Wei Zhan were investigating around the mountain temple, Zhang Yong could not understand anything like "angry, momentum" and so on, he could have free time and sit on the ground regardless of that.

I don’t know what method they used, but Zhang Yong felt that he was even more tired than fighting for several days. His whole body seemed to be an empty condom, and even when he touched his finger, he felt extremely tired.

He had a little regret.

The divine doctor Xin Jiping asked him to come here, saying the reason why "guids the way to find a way". But when Zhang Yong arrived at the mountain temple, he realized that the masters of Qishi Mansion had their own rules, so why did he need to interfere with him? But if there was no need to find a way, then what was the purpose of the other party insisting on taking him with him?

Zhang Yong was unsure, but his hands and feet were sore and weak. Even if he was let go, he couldn't leave!

Wei Zhan was busy all over the mountain temple at this time.

He held a strange porcelain bottle in his hand. While searching, he sniffed around his nose. When he noticed something, he grabbed it with his hand and threw it into the bottle.

Sikong Jian also explored everywhere outside the mountain temple, but what he saw was the traces left by the Hushan Lord.

It has been a while since the first appearance of Hushan Lord, and the traces it left are still there, but the breath is very weak. In particular, other pedestrians and business travelers in the Mountain Temple have also come here to rest, and the chaotic atmosphere left behind has a great impact on the search.

After Wei Zhan looked into the courtyard, he followed the invisible breath and went out of the temple.

Sikong Jian did not follow, but just glanced at Zhang Yong inadvertently. Zhang Yong happened to be frightened and was also watching the two mysterious and powerful masters who seemed not friendly. The two looked at each other, and Zhang Yong quickly smiled in a pleasing way, and Sikong Jian sneered and ignored it.

It was just the indifference in his eyes that made Zhang Yong feel panicked.

Not long after, Wei Zhan came back.

After walking around the wilderness, he couldn't stick to dust. He was still so feminine, bright and strange. He carried the porcelain bottle and walked gently, and stopped by Sikong Jian: "My business has been done, let's see you next."

Sikong Jian took out a Bagua compass about a foot square from his pocket, and placed it flat in front of him with his palm in his hand, saying, "Can you tell the strength of the demon tiger from the breath you have collected?"

Wei Zhan's eyes rolled up and said, "I ran around the mountain temple for a few miles, and I only found such a ball of air. I wasted it casually. Do you go find it yourself next?"

Sikong Jian nodded and said nothing.

Wei Zhan pointed his finger and drew an inconspicuous gray-white aura from the porcelain bottle. It gradually gathered and formed a ball, and then threw it to Sikong Jian with his magic power.

Sikong Jian took it and threw it at the compass.

The gray and white aura instantly broke through the compass, but the flowing aura did not dissipate, but poured into the central copper spoon as if it were attracted. The copper spoon was stimulated and buzzed. Sikong Jian's conspicuous eyes widened, holding the compass with one hand, and whispering words in his mouth.

As mana is injected, the speed of the copper spoon spins gradually slows down.

Slowly, the handle began to turn back and forth towards a small area, pointing to the vast mountains behind the mountain temple.

Sikong Jian let out a breath, with a hint of joy in his eyes: "We've found it, let's go!"

"Oh," Wei Zhan called him and turned to look at Zhang Yong, "You forgot that there is someone else." Sikong Jian frowned: "We may not be able to use his words with you." Wei Zhan sneered: "Who said you want me to take care of him?"

Sikong Jian's bulging eyes showed his spirit, nodding as if he was abrupt, and said with a strange smile: "Ah~, I'm different. If this happens, I have a way, which may have an unexpected effect!"

Facing the two of them coming with a smile, Zhang Yong felt a terrified heart and quickly picked up the sword next to him, probably standing up with great perseverance.

"Two sirs, I wonder if there is still a villain to serve you?"

"Hey~!" Sikong Jian said, "You are right, we still need your help!"

Zhang Yong felt bitter in his heart, but he did not dare to have any differences on his face. He smiled dryly, "I don't know what the villain can do? - Ah, it's not a villain's rude body, but it's a villain's body, and it's not as extraordinary as the two adults. In the past two days, the villain has long been exhausted and exhausted, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for the two adults to serve them again in a short period of time."

"It's okay!"

A voice that was close to his ears shocked Zhang Yong!

He didn't even notice when Wei Zhan came behind him, so when Wei Zhan slapped him on the shoulder, Zhang Yong couldn't react. - Of course, even though he noticed Wei Zhan's actions at the beginning, he couldn't avoid it.

With that palm fell.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt the heat surge in his body. The originally empty body was now reviving. But somehow, the more the power revived, the more he was more cautious Zhang Yong was. He felt as if he had become firewood in a bonfire, and those powers were the flames he had just generated!

If the flames become stronger, where can the firewood be preserved?

Zhang Yong's mouth and tongue were dry, and his heart sank as if he had lost the temperature.

Wei Zhan looked at Zhang Yong unhappily and slapped him again, but this time he just reminded: "What are you still doing while standing there? Now you have the strength, hurry up and follow us into the mountain!"

Zhang Yong laughed even worse than crying: "Hey, sir, let's go now, let's go now!"

He really regretted it.

It’s not that I regretted that I used the news of Hushan Lord to exchange for silver and money rewards, but I regret that I failed to recognize myself and rashly contacted the strange mansion that was only circulating in the past! People are jackals and slaughtered, and they are fish meat. No matter how hard the fish meat is, they will not face the fish meat, let alone take the chestnut from the fire and seek profit.

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You guys, please extend your perspective with someone and return to Meihua Ridge.

But Feng Yu saw that the female ghost body showed a strange character "媚" and if he left the cicada shed, he would use it to replace him and fight for a glimmer of hope. Then he fled without Feng Yu's observation. In order to avoid disaster, Feng Yu had no time to take care of him, so he could only use paper cranes to track him immediately and chase him in a snowy night.

But that female ghost is different from ordinary warriors, monks, monsters, etc., and she has no entity.

Once the escape technique is used, the speed does not need to be fast. It is like a single entity, and it will be difficult for Feng Yu to track it down and there are many obstacles. Moreover, the female ghost was also seriously injured by Feng Yu's sword just now, knowing that the other party's murderous intent has been eliminated. If he is caught up with him, there will be no way out!

Therefore, with the support of the desire to survive, the female ghost used all her strength to escape and finally found a way out of Feng Yu.

It's night.

The cold wind is terrifying.

Feng Yu reached out to catch the paper crane, but his spiritual power was not exhausted, but he could not find the female ghost. Standing in the strange mountains and fields, Feng Yu stood up, knowing that the other party had left the control, and someone secretly covered it. And the biggest possibility was that the female ghost had already escaped into the "superior" under the guidance!

Usually, the genus of ghosts will not rashly break into the genus.

Because the Yin Si has Yin Gods and Yin Gods in various places, and the gods of mountains, rivers and seas guard the Yin souls rashly enter, and are mostly driven, captured, or even killed, and the Yin spirits and evil ghosts cannot avoid it.

Since the Yin Si is in the middle of the world and the underworld, it is difficult for the flesh and blood to enter, but the Yin Si can easily escape into it. Therefore, the world changes drastically, immortals and Buddhas abandon the world, and the Yin God, who was once feared by the Yin Si, also collapsed. The Yin Si is gradually occupied by evil things, becoming an excellent place to hide dirt and escape and escape.

Feng Yu was in Shiyan Village and once by chance.

That was because the evil god had evil thoughts in the land, and wanted to control Feng Yu and Hongming with the special environment of the underworld, so as not to let the news leak out. Although they finally succeeded in returning to the world, they had to let Feng Yu break the isolation of the two realms and go to the underworld to track it alone, with his current cultivation level, he still could not do it.

At this point, he had no other choice but to rely on the help from his master.

Pay attention, Feng Yu did not hesitate. He took out a special incense, which was the precious "soul-condensing fragrance". Smelling the smell of the rare materials of this incense, Feng Yu's thoughts were dissipated and he said to himself: "I don't know how she is recovering now. Well, no matter what, it should be possible to help track down the female ghost?"

Feng Yu was not worried that the female ghost would always hide in the underworld.

Because as long as someone pulls him, he can easily break the barrier and chase him into the underworld. As long as he turns back as soon as possible, he will not be infected by the unique attributes of the underworld.

After adjusting his mind, Feng Yu rubbed his fingers on the incense head, and the "soul-condensing fragrance" ignited wisps of blue smoke.

He immediately used his magic power and began to use a magical Taoist technique, called "The Prophecy of the Shenxiao Law Guardian". It was a magical magic that the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, who paid incense and magic power, summoned the guardian of the sect to solve the problem in times of danger.

After Feng Yu learned this method, he had never used it.

At this time, he was also nervous, not knowing whether the magic could be achieved.

Then, the sound of chanting the mantras was clear and clear, and it echoed in the cold night. But Feng Yu said, "The Supreme Lord, I will talk to my god. The emperor called the jade girl to deter the unknown. Now there is a disciple of Shenxiao Yu who wants to eliminate all disasters for the heaven and earth. He followed the Supreme Lord Zhao Sun and Moon and called me to protect the Dharma and ask the Ghost King - hurry up and follow the law and order!"

"Shenxiao disciple Feng Yu, please invite Qingyunguan Dharma Protector Qingxuan to come! Shenxiao disciple Feng Yu, please invite Qingyunguan Dharma Protector Qingxuan to come--"

After reciting the mantra, there were calls one after another.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly broke out.

However, the cold wind, unlike the coldness of ordinary ghosts and monsters, just felt cool when they hit their faces, without the coldness of evil that invaded the soul.

As soon as the vision came, Feng Yu was overjoyed and quickly raised his voice: "Shenxiao disciple Feng Yu, please invite Qingyun Guan to protect the Dharma--"

The wind is blowing!

Suddenly, a voice was a little impatient tone and scolded: "Okay, OK, stop shouting, I've arrived!"

Before seeing the person, I heard the sound of him first.

Feng Yu suddenly noticed something, looked down and ignited the "soul-condensing fragrance" in his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one breath, the fragrance was burned away, but there was no trace of fireworks dissipated.

Feng Yu laughed, threw away the remaining incense handle in his hand, looked around and said, "Protector Qingxuan, are you here?"
Chapter completed!