Yun Qingjiao, who was walking on the stone steps, persuaded her master to take her all the way to Furong Town.
At the moment, Helian Mingyue was still twenty miles away from the town in a carriage, and he had already arrived with two female Zoroastrian disciples on horseback.
She wanted to take a look, stand in front of the master, and ask where was the so-called Buddhist temple and the girl who hurt her?
Fortunately, Xiao Die'er has been wandering around the town every day a few days ago, and almost everyone knows her.
Yun Qingjiao, who was holding the horse, just asked a fish vendor. The vendor immediately told her to go to the end of the town and follow the stone steps up the mountain to reach Yunqi Temple.
He said that he hadn't seen the little girl come down the mountain for quite some time, so he thought it was almost time to go down to buy dried fish today.
The three of them tied their horses at the edge of the woods at the bottom of the mountain and climbed up the stairs. The master hadn't arrived yet, so no one could stop Yun Qingjiao's steps.
From spring to autumn, she was filled with anger.
Right now, I just want to find the girl who hurt her before the master comes here, and the two of them have another fight, and at least they can tell the difference.
Seeing the scene in front of her, the two female disciples walking behind her couldn't help but exclaimed: "Holy girl, this place is even more beautiful than Fushan, I can't believe it."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingjiao became furious and stared at Xiao Die'er and the crow on her shoulder with cold eyes.
The avenue is invisible, but she and Crow got some lines of the avenue in the mountain forest. At the moment, she seems to be an irregular line on the stone wall, following the lines between heaven and earth.
Xiao Die'er knew that the person the master wanted to see was the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult and the queen, not the saint in front of her.
"Are you an idiot? Go to town and ask the villagers at the foot of the mountain whether my master bought this barren mountain and whether we hired someone to lay these stone steps?"
One sword energy, ten sword energy, and countless burning sword energy came towards Xiaodie'er!
One sword makes a river, ten thousand swords make a sea. Yun Qingjiao hasn't drawn her sword yet, she just slapped Xiao Die'er at the mountain gate, a palm that condensed all her power.
But until this moment, Xiao Die'er still didn't blast out the pair of dragon claws on her back.
Yun Qingjiao did not take action immediately. After all, she thought that the master would be going up the mountain soon, and it would be difficult for her as a disciple to explain what went wrong.
"Let me teach you how to entertain guests outside the mountain gate, you damn girl!"
If a fight is going to happen, the worst case scenario is asking Xiaodie'er to go fight with her down the mountain!
Crow didn't say anything, just stared at Yun Qingjiao quietly, but in his heart he was thinking about whether to call the master out.
A pair of small dragon claws on her back gradually developed some irregular lines. These lines were vivid and lively, as if they had come to life in her hands.
She even had the illusion that her little hand had turned into the talisman written by her master at that moment.
Or my own little hands? Or the real Dragon Claw?
There was still some distance between the two, and even if Xiao Die'er punched out, he might not be able to knock down the powerful saint in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan picked up the vegetable basket and replied calmly: "Go and have a look."
I just followed behind with my lips curled up, muttering softly in my heart, knowing that I couldn't get it, so I just said this was not good and that was not good.
At the moment when there were only ten stone steps left from the mountain gate, Yun Qingjiao subconsciously raised her head and looked up.
She saw a girl in a white dress with her hands behind her back, staring at her coldly, like a monster in the mountains staring at its prey, which made her very unhappy.
He shouted: "Sister, don't be afraid."
After looking at Cihang Pudu at the bottom of the mountain, Yun Qingjiao walked up to where she was facing the end.
The two women wanted to laugh but couldn't, so they could only sigh softly.
The crow thought for a while, then flapped its wings, which were not yet fully feathered, and flew out, flying towards the branches of a tree outside the temple.
Xiao Die'er didn't say a word, but just took a step forward, which shocked the two female disciples.
As a sharp shout came from Yun Qingjiao's lips, Shan Dao
The autumn wind above suddenly shrank, and then suddenly exploded like a burning flame, rushing towards Xiao Die'er.
The fallen leaves in autumn turned into countless spiritual swords at the moment they exploded, shooting out in front of Yun Qingjiao like a heavy rain!
Like the dragon in the waterfall at the foot of the mountain rising into the sky, carrying thousands of water arrows towards Xiao Die'er.
He looked at the sword energy coming towards him, looked at Yun Qingjiao who was like a dragon, and looked at her slapping him.
Xiao Die'er took a deep breath and shouted: "Junior brother, watch out!!" Then the pair of small fists behind her back instantly turned into dazzling golden dragon claws.
The crow lying on the branch just glanced at it, then covered its mouth and stopped roaring.
After thinking for a while, he said quietly: "There is an old turtle in Fushan that we have not seen. He has a mountain full of elixirs, but they are not available here."
Qingfeng sighed softly, wondering where this woman came from to break into the mountains? ?
She wanted to teach the girl a painful lesson, so painful that she would not dare to provoke her again in the future.
In the forest, when the green dragon transformed, Li Xiuyuan and the others left. Naturally, they didn't know that the woman who broke into the mountain today was the same woman who was in the mountain forest that day.
After countless painstaking efforts and spending a lot of energy, tea and wine, I was able to teach her to become the daughter of a green dragon.
In the eyes of the two female Zoroastrian disciples, Xiaodie'er and the crow on his shoulder looked too weak compared to the saint.
So she didn't say anything. She was waiting for Yun Qingjiao's palm to hit her chest.
Time only paused for a moment. Even Yun Qingjiao herself did not feel the flames in her hands. The sword energy she slashed out was still roaring towards Xiao Die'er at the mountain gate! !
Yun Qingjiao said coldly: "We have our own Buddha and don't care about other Buddhas in the world. This is what the leader warned us."
I thought to myself that I really had nothing to do, so why should I tell the saint? In front of them, whatever the saint said was right.
Although she thought this in her heart, when she said it out, it turned into: "You are not welcome here, please go back."
No one could see the scene that the senior sister showed it, even when it was on the top of Fushan Mountain and in the secret realm of Wanren Mountain, it had never been seen before.
He replied in the same cold tone: "I don't believe that this mountain belongs to your family? Call your master out, I have something to tell him!"
In the eyes of the crow, Yun Qingjiao coming from the sky suddenly became slow, as if time had stopped.
Li Xiuyuan raised his head and glanced at Gong Yangbo in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, the rain is coming in this imperial city. Who are we going to meet?"
When did this small town turn into a paradise?
At least, the last time she and her master left the mountains and passed through the small town, the back mountain was still bare. He remembered it clearly.
The crow on the tree opened its mouth wide because it found that the dragon transformed by the saint was strangely suspended in mid-air.
Before the person could reach him in the air, Yun Qingjiao's roar like a dragon woke Qingfeng who was copying scriptures, and also woke up Li Xiuyuan who was bending down to pick vegetables.
The crow on the tree finally shouted: "Sister, she is already here. Why don't you take action?"
Xiao Die'er hesitated for a moment because she thought of her master's explanation that this was a temple, not the foot of the mountain, nor the original Fushan Mountain or the Wanren Mountain on the road.
It was as if the lines carved by the master on the iron pillars of the pavilion came to life and were clearly displayed in her divine sea and starry sky.
Without gods and elixirs, even a fairyland would not be attractive to her.
The two women following behind widened their eyes and looked around. It's hard to imagine that such a place, even the palace, doesn't have such an environment, right?
However, the two of them did not dare to talk back to Yun Qingjiao.
Even Yun Qingjiao frowned slightly. In her memory, the mysterious mountain forest where she lived was nothing more than that.
Suddenly, it has something to look forward to.
Qingfeng walked to the gate of the temple, looked at the scene in front of him, and was speechless.
The three of them moved up silently, one in front and two behind.
He left because the two women following him didn't want to talk.
In addition, there is a waterfall flowing in front of the mountain, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairyland.
Xiaodie'er stared at Yun Qingjiao who was coming up step by step. She also wanted to fight with this woman again, but just in time, the master was not here.
The two women spoke very softly, for fear of ruining the beautiful scenery in front of them. Although there was no fragrance anymore, the ancient trees were towering, the stone steps were clean, and birds flew by from time to time.
Therefore, she deliberately disgusted Yun Qingjiao and thought to herself, what can you do? ? Take action!
Sure enough, Yun Qingjiao was furious when she heard this and roared: "I am a saint of the Holy Cult. I came to this mountain to represent the leader of the Holy Cult. Get back here and call your master out."
"Oh, I see." The two women looked at each other and immediately stopped talking.
After meeting on Fukuyama, she knew that the girl in front of her was not as weak as she thought, so she didn't hold back at all and used all her strength.
One of them, a slightly taller woman wearing a blue silk skirt, replied: "The Buddhist temple here is a little different from ours, but the leader seems to have said so."
So it resisted the urge to roar in excitement and stared intently at Yun Qingjiao, who was already flying up in mid-air and slapped Xiaodie'er like a dragon.
In her eyes, the girl under the tall building sign at the mountain gate was so frightened that she could not speak, but she still did not stop.
"After living for so many years, I still
In the eyes of the two female disciples, the Saint was majestic and terrifying, like a dragon appearing in the world, wanting to destroy everything in the world.
For a moment, the old man was speechless and could only smile bitterly and said: "Well, let's go and take a look. There should be only Xiao Die'er and Crow at the mountain gate at this time."
After thinking for a while, he decided that it was up to him and his senior sister to deal with the woman in front of him. After all, the leader was not here, and a saint was not worthy of meeting the master.
The old man felt bad in his heart because he heard Yun Qingjiao's voice.
After a long while, Yun Qingjiao found a reason for herself. In the eyes of the monks, only chance was the most important.
When the dragon soared into the sky, the flames shot out like thousands of arrows and struck directly under the two men at the mountain gate.
Feeling bad and about to start a fight, the two hurriedly hid in the trees on both sides of the mountain road. They didn't want to be affected by the saint's fight.
Another woman in a red dress replied: "It means that as long as you change your mind, you can reach the other side and achieve salvation."
Xiaodie'er took a step forward and said, "Everything on this mountain was built by the master's craftsmen. Zoroastrian saints are not welcome here."
This is a pure place for Buddhism, and it is not a worldly academy. How can it be compared with a sect that transcends this world and practice in the mountains? So he planned to walk out of the temple and take a look, who was coming?
Helian Ruoxue in the pavilion was currently immersed in the world of Buddha and swords, and could not hear Yun Qingjiao's roar.
Just like the saint using the sacred method of Zoroastrianism, time stopped for a moment, so that her falling palm could hit the senior sister's chest hard.
Looking at the stone tablets in front of me, I couldn't help but ask the two women behind me: "Tell me, what does the owner of this place mean by erecting two stone tablets on these stone steps?"
Li Xiuyuan, who was carrying a vegetable basket, had already walked with the old man to the back door of the temple. The scene at the mountain gate happened in just a blink of an eye.
The lines in Xiaodie'er's hands came to life, like drawing some horizontal and vertical golden lines on the claws of a small golden dragon.
Xiaodie'er looked at the palm that hit her chest and the sword energy in front of her, and smiled lightly.
Then he punched forward.
