"It's Lao Na!"
Monk Zhigu clasped his hands together, bowed to Quan Anguo, and said.
"I wonder if General Quan can let me have a try?"
"Is the monk going too far?"
Before Quan Anguo could speak, he heard another whistle.
When he turned his head, he saw a Taoist priest carrying an ancient pine sword, holding a horsetail whisk, and wearing a crane cloak appearing in the valley at some point.
Followed by two little boys carved in pink and jade, like him, carrying swords on their backs and holding whisks in their hands.
"I've met Zixuan Zhenren!"
Quan Anguo's pupils shrank and he bowed his hands.
This person was the real person Li Zixuan who was sent by the emperor to find the magic formula and was in charge of the Taiqing Palace and presided over the royal sacrifices.
"Amitabha, it turns out to be Taoist Brother Zixuan. I'm here to pay my respects."
Seeing the visitor, Monk Zhigu smiled slightly and bowed Heshi.
"no.."
I saw Zixuan Zhenren using his hand to sweep away the sandalwood that filled the surrounding area.
Ignoring Zhigu's expression, he looked at the bluestone and said.
"You have to know that this place is the place where our Taoist ancestors came to practice. When will it be Buddhism's turn to intervene?"
"Brother Dao is in trouble."
Zhigu's face twitched, then he smiled.
"You must know that the whole world is not the king's land, this world belongs to your majesty.
You and I have come together to seek the immortal recipe under His Majesty's will, so why can I not interfere? "
Upon hearing this, Master Zixuan glanced at him and said with a hint.
"Oh? So, under the monk's temple..."
"You two, can you two listen to the young general first?"
But before he could finish speaking, Quan Anguo, who was being ignored by the two of them, suddenly spoke and interrupted him.
"Master, Master, I still don't know if the magical magic is here. No matter how much you say if you don't open it and take a look, it's useless.
How about asking the two of you to open it together? "
Unexpectedly, facing his proposal, Zixuan Zhenren, who was interrupted, looked at him meaningfully and then retreated with the two boys.
"Forget it, let the monk do it."
After saying that, he only held the fly whisk in his hands with both hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he was no longer fighting for it.
Quan Anguo glanced at him, then stepped aside and said to Zhigu.
"Then there's Master Lao."
Zhigu bowed, looked at Zixuan Zhenren, and thought for a moment.
"Then I'm being presumptuous."
He came to the bluestone and put the tin stick on the ground.
"Huiming, bring the incense burner."
"Yes, master!"
The young monk placed the incense burner in his hand in front of the stone.
Monk Zhigu sat cross-legged on the ground, pointed at the incense burner, and kept mumbling something.
As he thought, smoke curled up from the incense burner, circling around, while the tin staff beside him also jingled.
Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!
"Master, why are you giving in?"
Seeing Monk Zhigu casting a spell, a Taoist boy standing behind Li Zixuan couldn't help but ask.
"Who do you think Mr. Tongxuan is?"
Master Zixuan did not open his eyes and just spoke softly.
“If we don’t use this method, the bird that comes out first will only be captured by the formation protecting the cave.
You cannot truly enter the cave unless you go through the dangers and obstacles in it.
Let them set up a portal, and we can save some effort.
Then walk in easily from the front door. "
After saying that, he kept silent and allowed Monk Zhigu to do what he did.
On the other side, as the sound of the Buddha's voice in the mouth of Monk Zhigu and the sound of the tin staff beside him became louder and louder, the fragrance of Buddha in the furnace became stronger and stronger.
The clear mist rises and wraps the bluestone, and then continuously outlines it.
After a while, the bluestone suddenly changed and turned into a wide stone door.
There is a plaque on it with the four characters "Qinghu Beppu" written on it.
call! ! !
As soon as the Shimen appeared, it issued a strong suction force, sucking in the nearest Zhigu, Quan Anguo and others.
"snort!"
Only then did Master Zixuan open his eyes, flick the whisk in his hand, and said with a cold snort.
"How do a group of foreign monks know my Xuanmen methods?"
"Master, what should we do now?"
A boy behind him looked at the stone door with flashing green light and asked.
"Don't panic, the door is now open, just follow Pindao in!"
Master Zixuan walked towards the stone gate and bowed in front of the gate.
He swept the whisk around and saw that the door was indeed open, so he stepped in and ran in.
The two boys behind him looked at each other, bowed and then disappeared through the door.
"this……"
The group of people following behind all stepped out and looked at Shimen standing quietly, not knowing what to do.
"What should we do, everyone? Go in or not?"
"Of course you have to go in, that is the residence of the immortals.
The treasures in this cave are valued by the emperor. If we can pick up some scraps, we will be able to use them in our lifetime. "
"The key is how to get in? If you just rush in like this, who knows what dangers there are inside?"
"Wealth and honor are found in danger. How can we be afraid of any danger if we want opportunities?"
If you are afraid of death, you might as well just turn around and go back. "
One person imitated Master Zixuan, bowed to the stone door, and rushed in.
The others hesitated for a moment and rushed in after seeing this.
In the panic, Wei Zimo and Sanniang, who had changed into inconspicuous attire, also took the opportunity to blend into the crowd and rush in.
After a while, Ling Qing and Zhang Tiejian were left standing on the cliff in the valley.
"Little Taoist priest, don't you go in and take a look?"
Zhang Tiejian couldn't help but ask when he saw that Ling Qing was still motionless.
"Don't worry, the people waiting for Pindao haven't arrived yet."
Ling Qing looked at it and saw that it was already Xu Shi and the sky had already darkened.
"Calculating the time, it's almost time."
"Then the young Taoist wait here by himself. The old Taoist wants to go in and take a look. There are some good things that the old Taoist can use."
Seeing what he said, Zhang Tiejian looked at Shimen again and couldn't help but say.
Lingqing could tell some details about Zhang Tiejian, and Zhang Tiejian could naturally tell that he possessed a wonderful skill.
Otherwise, how could someone at such a young age have such powerful and upright magic power? It would be almost as good as him.
Now I heard that he had to wait for someone to come. He was afraid that he would invite the elders of the master's sect, and that he would not even be able to drink soup by then.
Not wanting to waste time with him now, I tiptoed and leaned over to fly towards the stone door.
That figure that floats like white clouds out of Xiu's head, if it weren't for the slovenly Taoist robes on his body, he would really look a bit lofty.
Lingqing saw that he had entered and didn't care. He just looked outside the mountain and sat cross-legged on the cliff, waiting for the visitor.
"Green Gourd Sword Fairy"
On a hill more than ten miles away from Longshan, there is a cave on the cliff behind the sun.
A skinny Taoist wearing a linen robe and linen shoes held a hemp flag embroidered with a black scorpion in his hand, and his eyes kept wandering.
Twisting the whiskers on his lips, he asked a skeleton sitting in the main seat who was covered in a layer of human skin and was covered in flames.
"I said Demon Lord, you said you would bring us to steal Guo Gui's throne, but is it true?"
"Brother Ma Dao, can't you trust me?"
The fire skull grabbed the skull wine glass filled with scarlet liquid and asked violently.
