From the outside, Ciyun Temple looks like a blessed place for Qingxiu.
Xu Lang followed Mrs. Mao all the way to Ciyun Temple. The palaces here are winding and elegantly decorated. On the way here, Mrs. Mao and Xu Lang also had many exchanges. Xu Langyan said that he was the second immortal.
The people in Ling got an ancient book and learned a skill. After leaving the cave, the mountains and rivers have changed, and now they have no fixed place to live. When Mrs. Mao heard this, she patted her chest and said, "When you come to Ciyun Temple, you will definitely
Make you feel at home!”
Seeing Xu Lang's disbelief, Mrs. Mao approached Xu Lang and shared a little thing about herself with Xu Lang.
"Abbot Zhitong here is a Yada man."
Mrs. Mao said: "On the first day I came to this temple, Abbot Zhitong gave me his wife."
"...So elegant?"
Xu Lang was very surprised.
"of course."
Mrs. Mao patted her chest and said, "I will take you to meet Yang Hua first."
The Yang Hua Mrs. Mao mentioned was the wife of Abbot Zhitong. She was originally a thief who fell into the hands of Ciyun Temple. After Abbot Zhitong caught him, he planned to go up and down the Ciyun Temple. But after trying it, he couldn't put it down and directly
Received as a private prison.
Mrs. Mao was already very familiar with this side of Ciyun Temple. She didn’t need to be led by the guest monk. Mrs. Mao led Xu Lang into the inner room. Before he could knock on the door, he heard a chirping sound in the room.
The sound was like a cat licking water, which made Mao Tai immediately embarrassed on the spot.
Looking inside through the window, it was Yang Hua and Zhitong who were meditating on the Zen of Joy.
"..."
Xu Lang reached out and patted Mao Tai on the shoulder, just watching the excitement.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Mrs. Mao's face turned purple, but she turned around and explained to Xu Lang: "I see that Abbot Zhitong has always been reluctant to let go of Yang Hua, and Abbot Zhitong gave me two beauties, so now we work in shifts, and he has a day
, I have a day, it should be me today, but for this kind of thing, it’s not a big deal if he steals it.”
Why doesn't Mrs. Mao have an open mind?
Xu Lang nodded, just look away.
"It's all your fault. It's all your fault. You insist on being a bastard. That Mrs. Mao's skills are ordinary. Look at his hands. Have the fingers been cut off?"
Yang Hua was angry at Monk Zhitong.
This made Mrs. Mao's blood pressure suddenly increase. She usually has a deep friendship with me, but you are just pretending? You actually look down on me like this behind your back?
"Bitch, take your life!"
Mao Tai drew his sword and rushed directly into the Zen room. The sword light swayed and killed Yang Hua.
Monk Zhitong fell in love with Yang Hua and quickly protected him. The two of them showed off their swordsmanship and fought for several rounds. Yang Hua seized the opportunity and fled directly to a secret room nearby. Monk Zhitong used his magic weapon to shock the opponent with one blow.
Mao Tai's flying sword swept towards Mao Tai.
After a fight, a high-level decision was made. Monk Zhitong was a disciple of Patriarch Taiyi Hunyuan and had profound magic power, while Mrs. Mao was a beginner in the immortal way and had shallow skills. Zhitong naturally crushed him with his true skills.
Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch is an indispensable figure in the Shu Mountains. He fought with Emei twice. The first time he had an arm cut off by Master Miaoyi, and the second time he spent ten years of hard work refining the Five Poison Sword. He was about to die.
When he won, he was directly beaten by the crowd and died seven days after returning. His disciples had a deep hatred for Emei, so they naturally wanted to take revenge on Emei.
Zhitong gave his forbidden wife to Mao Tai in order to win over Mao Tai and jointly deal with Emei.
"I came here specially to visit you, why are you hiding aside to fight swords instead of entertaining me?"
Suddenly there was a sword light outside the door, binding the magic weapons of the two people in mid-air, and then a monk with a big head, a round face, a tall body, wearing a bright red cassock came from outside, looked at the two people and said: "Everyone is on their own."
People, why should you hurt your harmony? If there is anything that cannot be resolved, let me mediate."
The person who came here was called Yu De, and he was once a disciple of Fa Yuan. Later, Venerable Poison Dragon took Fa Yuan's disciple away because his disciple died at the hands of Master Miao Yi.
A middleman mediates the relationship between two people.
"It's a small thing, it's not worth it."
Monk Zhitong knows Li Qu.
Mrs. Mao also felt ashamed.
"It was because the distribution of their public wives was unfair, so the two of them started fighting."
Xu Lang told the story from the side.
Monk Zhitong and Mrs. Mao were blushing and looked at Xu Lang with a faint look in their eyes: There is no need to say this kind of thing...
"Who is this……"
"A certain Xu Lang."
Xu Lang looked at Yu De's inquiry, raised his hands and said, "I met Mrs. Mao on the road. Mrs. Mao wanted to take me to Ciyun Temple to play, so I came."
Yu De and Zhitong looked at Mrs. Mao.
"This young master is an amazing person!"
Mrs. Mao hurriedly walked to Xu Lang and introduced: "My disciple Zhang Liang was killed by Zhou Laosan. I took him out and was about to bury him. Mr. Xu came to me and saw a divine seal.
The disciple will be able to speak, and he will tell me everything about his death. When Mr. Xu releases the divine seal, my disciple will be as stable as a dead corpse..."
Speaking of this matter, Mrs. Mao suddenly thought that his disciple seemed not to be buried, but just exposed his body in the wilderness.
"Communication between life and death?"
"Access to the underworld?"
Yu De and Monk Zhitong looked at Xu Lang, and they were all surprised.
Of course they know that people can be reincarnated after death, just like the Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi Zhenren. He has gone through several reconstructions before he can achieve this level of achievement. However, communicating with the dead does not involve absorbing souls, which makes them feel strange.
"Not worth mentioning."
Xu Lang waved his hand and recounted his fabricated experience again.
Hearing this, Yu De frowned, looked at Xu Lang and asked seriously: "Mr. Xu, are you sure that there is no teacher for the method you practice?"
"I'm sure"
Xu Lang nodded, very sure.
Monk Zhitong and Mrs. Mao looked at Yu De, wondering why he asked like this.
"Maybe I'm worrying too much."
Yu De said: "At this point in time, it is the time when the Emei Sect and those who are on the right path are recruiting disciples. Every thirty or fifty years, they have to come to recruit disciples on a large scale to cultivate their abilities, just like
Your enemy Zhou Chun has a daughter named Zhou Qingyun, who is very beautiful, so she became a disciple of Master Fengxia, and her attainments are already extraordinary."
Yu De has the source of information and is very clear about many things about the righteous path.
"Zhou Qingyun?"
When Mrs. Mao heard the name, she said, "Is she really Zhou Chun's daughter? Humph, it would be a good thing to catch her and make her happy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, heading straight towards Mrs. Mao.
And the person holding the long sword is the target of discussion, Zhou Qingyun!
"not good!"
When Mrs. Mao saw this, she was shocked and was about to dodge to the left. But at this moment, Xu Lang took action and reached out to grab the woman.
"Go!"
As soon as Mrs. Mao and Xu Lang collided, Mrs. Mao lost her chance to dodge and pierced her chest with her sword, killing her instantly!