"Master..."

At this time, the middle-aged man smiled and reminded: "Since you have come to the village, you don't have to dress like this. I believe that the young and old in the village still hope to see you and get familiar with the situation as soon as possible..."

"Um?"

Qi Xiang looked down and immediately understood: "Please wait."

"Okay, okay."

The middle-aged man quickly smiled and said, "You are busy, I'll sit for a while."

The middle-aged man was waiting on the first floor, and Qi Xiang turned to the second floor bedroom. In the bedroom, his duffel bag and the blue cloth bag were placed on the table.

Qi Xiang opened the bag and took out a clean set of clothes. When he spread the clothes, it turned out to be a simple and unpretentious Taoist robe. He changed the Taoist robe and felt that it was quite fit, neither big nor small, very moderate.

He changed into a Taoist robe, then put on a crown and hat, and then put on a pair of cloth shoes. Although there was no mirror, Qi Xiang felt that she was good. She had her hands empty and felt a little uncomfortable.

His eyes turned, and he took a bracelet and added a talisman among the fragments of his bag.

One hand is perfect.

Qi Xiang waved her hand, walked slowly, came to the hall, and greeted: "Village Chief, OK!"

The village chief looked up and his eyes lit up, and then he joked: "Master Taoist, you have become a monk... It's a waste."

"Is that true?" Qi Xiang smiled: "I can return to secular life..."

"Uh...hehe, hehe."

Now, it was the village chief’s turn to laugh dryly, and then immediately changed the topic: “Master, are you used to it here? If you have anything to replace, just speak up and don’t be polite to us.”

"No need for the time being, let's talk about it if you need it."

The two of them walked to the village while chatting.

At this time, there were piles of bonfires on the open floors of the village. Some bonfires were simply illuminating. Some bonfires were made with big branches and barbecued pieces of mountain pork.

Hundreds of villagers, including men and women, old and young, gathered together. They brought tables, chairs and benches from their homes. They sat together in groups of three or three, chatting, which was very lively.

Seeing Qi Xiang wearing Taoist robe appear, the villagers' enthusiasm immediately increased by more than ten points.

A group of people gathered around, toasting and serving the barbecued pork.

The wine is rice wine made from mountain springs. It has a low degree of degree and is even a little turbid. However, the taste is good, with a soft and sweet taste, and it has a health-preserving effect.

In fact, being a Taoist priest is also good. In addition to some special meat, you need to fast. For ordinary things, you don’t need to avoid food. Whether it is wine or meat, you don’t need to avoid special taboos.

So, Qi Xiang naturally took the wine and meat.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Qi Xiang raised her glass and said, "I guess I will trouble you all the time in the coming days. Please take care of me."

"It should be that the Taoist priest should take care of him..." The village chief said with a smile: "Everyone is very happy to be here. I don't say much, everything is in the wine, cheers!"

It was really a toast. Some even held the bowl directly and drank it in big mouthfuls. The wine was fragrant and evaporated in the air and turned into a warm atmosphere.

Then, some people sang and danced, some people howled and were unrestrained.

Qi Xiang was very restrained, or no one dared to make things difficult for him, a monk, as a monk, to be unwilling to accept wine and meat, but he also tried it alone.

When the banquet was almost over, he gave the beads and amulets on his hand to the oldest old man and grandma who were present, and then he retired.

"Master, we will give you it."

Someone is enthusiastic and wants to help guide the way.

“No need.”

Qi Xiang waved his hand, his steps were very light, and he disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

He went up the mountain and reached the Taoist temple. At the top of the mountain, the grass and trees were deep. Standing in the middle, the lively sound at the foot of the mountain immediately blocked the outside, and the environment was quiet and quiet.

At this time, the moonlight was beautiful, and a clear light floated above the top of the tower. Qi Xiang entered the Taoist temple and went up to the third floor of the tower. Looking up, she saw the bright moonlight falling down, the sky was lonely, the wind blew the shadows of the trees, and it was a little lonely and cool.

"Wait, something seems wrong."

After looking at it for a while, Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed, his heart trembled, and he suddenly discovered a strange situation.

"Is there no shadow in this tower?"

Qi Xiang looked around and was surprised to find that the entire tower seemed to have no tower shadow.

If the moonlight is hanging in the middle of the sky now, the shadow of the tower condenses into a little, and it seems to have no shadows, that would be fine. But now, the moon shines slanted, and the trees next to the tower, including the mountain peaks, have slanted shadows.

But, just like this tower, there is no slanting shadow at all.

"No, definitely not."

Qi Xiang was shocked and suspicious. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately jumped down from the third floor. He stood by the tower and watched, and was even more surprised to see that the shadow of the tower was normal, so he reflected with the trees beside him and headed towards the valley together.

"What's going on? I'm seeing it wrong?"

Qi Xiang frowned, immediately jumped up and flew to the third floor of the tower.

At this moment, he looked at him again, and his heart was shocked. He was really frightened. Looking from the top of the tower, there was no shadow of the tower at all in the valley under the tower.

"...This tower seems... strange."

Qi Xiang's face changed slightly, and then he calmed down his mood. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that it is a wise move to come over as a Taoist priest to stay temporarily."

If he hadn't had a whim and had an idea, he would have missed an opportunity.

That's right, it's an opportunity.

Although he still doesn't know what mystery this tower has. But the unknown thing is opportunity.

Of course, opportunities are good, bad, or ordinary. However, for Qi Xiang, as long as it is an opportunity, it means accumulation of experience, with only benefits and no harm.

All in all, it is not to be missed.

Qi Xiang was moved, but she was not in a hurry to study. Instead, she walked around the tower and returned to the bedroom. He sat cross-legged in the bedroom and slowly visualized it.

"Um?"

At this moment, Qi Xiang opened her eyes and looked surprised: "What's going on? I can't leave my body?"

Qi Xiang's expression was calm. He found that when he was meditating and practicing, he had indeed successfully entered a state of concentration, but his soul did not move at all.

That feeling was as if he had lost the ability to leave his body. It was like he had never had such ability.

Qi Xiang was a little panicked and soon stabilized again: "Is it the function of the tower? The problem is that you don't feel that there is power to suppress it?"

However, the invisible suppression is even more terrifying.

For a moment, Qi Xiang also felt a little pressure. She pondered for a while, and then quietly left the tower and hid among the nearby bushes while the night was quiet.

Sitting quietly in the bushes for a moment, he easily left his body.

A faint phantom floats and moves from the sky, reflecting under the moonlight, and the virtual and real are intertwined. Looking down in the sky from the perspective of the soul is another feeling. It is easy to breed a kind of emotion that is under control.

However, when Qi Xiang adjusted his perspective and watched the tower, his soul almost dissipated. This was a situation that only happened when he was shocked to the extreme.

You should know that Qi Xiang has experienced great life and waves now, and has been wandering between life and death many times. His psychological quality is definitely no worse than that of the old world.

But this time, he really lost his composure. Because he was out of his body and looked at the top of the mountain from the sky. The entire mountain was empty and there was no tower at all.

"Empty, is it actually empty?"

Qi Xiang’s shock was hard to describe in words. If the mountain was empty and there were no towers, then what was he seeing and living in?

After a long time, Qi Xiang calmed down his mind, and then his soul moved and descended on the mountain.

His spiritual sense swept through and moved inch by inch, but he saw a lawn on the top of the mountain, with green grass, full of vitality, and even tiny crickets and grasshoppers appearing.

However, the ancient and mottled towers and the Pure Yang Palace Taoist Temple magically disappeared.

"Why is this happening?"

Qi Xiang was surprised and curious. He wandered around the mountain for a long time, but found nothing. He didn't give up and went straight to the belly of the mountain, patrolling the entire mountain, but there was no gain.

"It's strange."

Qi Xiang was puzzled. After his soul returned to his body, he immediately opened his eyes, but saw that the tower tower stood on the top of the mountain under the bright moonlight, like cold pine and plum blossoms, still moving.

At this moment, Qi Xiang didn't know what she was feeling. Anyway, she just walked back to the entrance of the tower with a sense of exploration and started from the door, squatted down, fumbled with her hands, and felt it.

The brick and wood of the tower are so realistic and the texture is very real.

"Du, dumb!"

Qi Xiang knocked, and there was no abnormality in the echo of the bricks and wood.

When you see the eyes, hear the sound, touch it again, and smell the ancient aura between bricks and wood. Everything shows that the tower is a real thing.

At least, what he sees, hears, and feels are real existences.

But why can’t the soul see it?

Qi Xiang was confused. He couldn't leave his body in the tower. He saw the scene of nothing outside the tower. What's going on?

"Strange, so mysterious..."

Qi Xiang slowly walked into the tower, and her mood gradually changed from shock and curiosity to surprise. The more mysterious the thing is, the more valuable it is to research.

He returned to the bedroom, and because he could not practice anymore, he simply lay down to rest. The future is long, and even if he studies the mystery of the tower, he doesn't have to hurry up.

After running around for several days, he was also tired. He slept very peacefully until dawn.

The next morning, Qi Xiang got up and wanted to go down to wash. When she was stunned, she saw that there was a lineup outside the tower gate, with dozens of people extending from the door to the outside, twisting like a long dragon.

"What's going on?"

Qi Xiang was stunned for a moment, a little confused about the situation.

Fortunately, the village chief emerged at this time and smiled and said, "Master, everyone is here to burn incense... Cough, some people are also feeling uncomfortable and want to have a doctor..."
Chapter completed!