Chapter 1320 Meeting Mo Feng Huang and Shen Ruolan in Fuxian Pond of Osmanthus Mountain~
Hao Shuai, who ran away, didn't know that he was being remembered.
Even if he knew about it, he wouldn't take it to heart anyway. With Zen Master Xiaoyue's strength, he wouldn't pose any threat to him at all.
After leaving Ciyun Temple, Hao Shuai wanted to return to Yinfeng Cave in Baiman Mountain and take Dongfang Bai and the others to find a good place to practice again.
Just when Hao Shuai was about to arrive at Baiman Mountain, he seemed to remember something, and then changed his route and flew towards the territory of Yunnan Province.
Speeding along the way for tens of thousands of miles.
Not long after, a green mountain appeared in Hao Shuai's eyes.
On the top of the mountain, hundreds of giant osmanthus trees that have grown for who knows how many years surround a deep pool that is shaped like an alms bowl, high on the top of the mountain, and about a mile wide.
The water in the deep pool is as dark as a pool of ink, its depth is unknown, and all around the deep pool is shrouded in smoke and purple mist.
"This is it!" After confirming that he had found the right place, Hao Shuai fell like a meteor and slowly landed on the top of a nearby mountain.
As soon as he landed, Hao Shuai sensed someone nearby coming towards him.
"Yes, I'm here." Before Fuxiantan finished speaking, an old voice came back, and then an eight-inch little boy flew back from it, his whole body was red, and he looked like a baby.
A man with red lights all over his body.
You didn't doubt me either. You followed Master's instructions and arrived far away from here, but you happened to find Pan Zhu falling from the sky and landing there.
All this time, I only dared to wander around and poach the Emei sect because I didn't have the Chaos Bead to hide my secrets.
After all, the man in white, not Pan Zhuyan, looked at Hao Shuai secretly, his eyes full of evil curiosity.
After a while, a woman dressed in black appeared in front of Hao Shuai.
This Emei sect should come here to get medicine like in the plot.
Pan Zhudang followed Pan Zhuyan, and after crossing two mountain peaks, he saw a small forest behind, surrounded by towering osmanthus trees.
"The younger generation is joking. Those who are masters are teachers. The younger generation's cultivation far exceeds that of my elders. It is appropriate to call me younger generation." Granny Honghua insisted.
Thinking of that, Hao Shuai secretly became wary and said cautiously: "Your honorable master is Grandma Honghua, how did you know you were coming?"
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In line with the principle of disgusting the Emei Sect, Hao Shuai planned to catch up with the Emei Sect and kill all Shen Ruolan, and at the same time abduct Mo Fenghuang Fuxiantan who was about to switch to the Emei Sect.
TNND! The ostentation of an earthly fairy is so small!
The Fuxian Pond led me to a small osmanthus tree that could be hugged in four arms, and I stopped.
What if the Emei sect delayed and ambush Hao Shuai at his destination? Would Pan Zhu have a burial place?!
I once thought that I had just arrived at the end of the field and no one had figured out my whereabouts and purpose.
"As for who that noble man is? What he looks like, we all know after he died."
Hao Shuai was surprised and asked, "So he can figure out your whereabouts?"
"The younger generation is joking. How can I predict the younger generation with my meager skills?" Honghua saw Hao Shuai's expression and hurriedly explained: "When I was calculating the arrival of my disciple, I figured that you would not be worthy, so I asked you to
Go here and wait."
"The master is Grandma Honghua." Fuxiantan nodded and said, "As for how to know that the distinguished guest is coming, the big man knows it. I just ordered you to wait here."
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Just when I was about to go back to Baiman Mountain, I remembered that in the original plot, before the small battle at Ciyun Temple, Qi Lingyun and others came to the Osmanthus Tree and Black Wind Grass to ask Shen Ruolan for Zhu Wen and Nushi who were poisoned by the Four Sons' Shadow Soul Sword.
The little master detoxifies.
Hao Shuai still knows about Grandma Honghua, the master of Fuxiantan. She is an old-time immortal who lives in seclusion in Wufengcao on Guihua Mountain. She uses several monsters outside the pool to spray out a small amount of poisonous mist to block the mouth of the pool.
, it was Shen Ruolan who was later harvested, and you yourself used a lot of magic to turn a cave paradise into a hell.
As for how you, an earthly immortal, could figure out my whereabouts, Hao Shuai aroused very little bad curiosity.
"The descendant?" Pan Zhu looked at Granny Honghua, who still looked old even though the Nascent Soul had left her body, and said humbly: "As long as he matches your fellow Taoist."
"My master has been living there with you since before he obtained the Heavenly Book. He also found another cave to retreat and practice hard day and night." Pan Zhuyan explained truthfully: "Then you should contact the master~~"
You were practicing in Guiwu, but suddenly you heard Grandma Honghua transmitting a message to you, asking you to come here to welcome an honored guest.
That aroused Pan Zhu's vigilance!
Hao Shuai looked at the small tree. The tree body was already hollow. There was a hole one or four feet low near the root, which served as a door, and Ruo Lan welcomed the guests.
Before leaving the house, the man got down and bowed, with a respectful look on his face. He said, "I'm a red flower, and I've met my younger generation!"
When you see Hao Shuai's face clearly, you feel no doubt in your heart. How can such a young man be the honored guest that Master calls him?
The man's words made Hao Shuai surprised for a while, and he asked curiously: "Who is he? How do you know your purpose?"
If I offend you, I will make you unhappy. If I slap you to death, I will see how you ascend.
"In that case, please lead the way from behind."
In fact, it was only Fuxiantan that was so strange. Hao Shuai was even more surprised at this moment.
"I got a Taoist book a few years after my death, and I'm just a little good at divination and fortune-telling." Grandma Honghua said truthfully.
But if no one can figure out Pan Zhu's whereabouts, I will be safe.
Guo Fuxiantan has always been a well-behaved person. Although it was strange, he still showed up and looked for Hao Shuai.
You must know that the reason why I came to the Osmanthus Tree and Black Wind Grass was completely impromptu.
As soon as the woman in black saw Hao Shuai, she asked, "Did your distinguished guest come here for the black wind grass in Fuxiantan?"
Hearing this, the man looked happy and said, "The great man Fuxian Tan is here to greet the distinguished guests on the orders of his master."
Although Zhu Wenyou was poisoned now because the green-robed ancestor took the Heavenly Escape Mirror, the stubborn young master was still hit by the Sizimu Yinhun Sword.
In the following years, I obtained another Taoist book and became more deeply involved in creation. I was about to ascend a long time ago.
When I stepped back and took a look, I saw that there were no beds, chairs, or windows outside. There was a large desk behind the window, with pens, inks, papers, and inkstones underneath. There was a cigarette in the stove, and I knew what kind of fragrance it was burning, and I smelled a strange fragrance every now and then.
It's smelly. The interior of the room is spotlessly clean and ordinary. There is no big staircase next to the door, leading directly to the bottom. There must be no other decorations below.
The woman is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She has an ape's back and a wasp's waist. She is handsome, with a duck-oval face, a nose like Qiong Yao, ears like jade, teeth like braided shells, lips like painted vermilion, two willow eyebrows flying into the temples diagonally, and a pair of beautiful eyes.
The eyes are as bright as stars, and the eyelashes are two-part long, showing a pool of autumn water, which is radiant.
Seeing Honghua's persistence, Hao Shuai let you go and then changed the subject: "How did he know that you were coming to Osmanthus Mountain?"
"Why haven't you seen his master?" Pan Zhu looked around for seven weeks and felt relieved when he saw traces of others.
Before inviting Hao Shuai to sit down and serving tea, Fuxiantan said: "This place was originally called Guguiping. Eight years later, you took a fancy to the small osmanthus tree with an empty belly and used it as a place to practice Taoism."