After the night when the black flames of self-immolation devoured the fish demon...
Tan Jiajia and Zi Tong were caught in an endless whirlpool. They had to temporarily put their trip to Kunlun Mountain on hold and search for traces of Fenye Black Flame on the river bank.
It's a pity, except for the first night, after seeing the black flames of Fenye. In the remaining days, they still found nothing.
A few days later, news came from Tianxu Temple that another boy was missing.
As before, there are still no living people and no dead bodies. No matter how hard you look, you can't find them.
So far, the number of missing boys has reached 62.
In addition, Zi Tong passed on the news of encountering Fenye Black Flame.
Taoist Zhengqing, who had been discussing the matter in Kunlun Mountain, could no longer sit down and asked Zi Tong to go to Kunlun Mountain to discuss countermeasures.
Ever since, after searching the entire river, the two men finally set foot on the road to Kunlun Mountain.
Kunlun Mountain is located at the southernmost end of City C and the northernmost end of City A.
On the top of the mountain, there is a majestic Taoist temple.
Different from the shabby and old Tianxu Temple, this Taoist temple is full of carved beams and painted buildings, piles of gold and jade, and is extremely luxurious.
This is the Taoist holy land known as the Taoist Association, where Taoist leaders from all over the country gather.
After an hour of traveling through the clouds and fog, Tan Jiajia and Zi Tong finally stepped onto the land of the Taoist Association.
After entering the gate, you can see a huge square.
There were a lot of people in the square. Taoists in yellow clothes came and went, all of them walking with flying feet. Their faces were serious as they walked, and no one showed any frivolity.
In the center of the square stands a statue of a woman wearing a priest's robe. The statue is five or six meters high and made of copper. There is an offering table placed under the statue.
The fruits and melons on the serving table are all very fresh. It seems that there must be someone dedicated to take care of these things.
"This statue is enshrined by the Taoist Association in memory of Ciyun Tianzun."
Zi Tong, who was walking side by side with Tan Jiajia, saw her staring at the statue intently and explained to her.
And Ciyun Tianzun is the Taoist name of the ancestor of the Tan family.
Tan Jiajia nodded, indicating that she understood. She had already heard some things about her ancestor from Zi Tong, and she was not surprised that she could be enshrined by people from the Taoist Association.
However, this was the first time she saw something related to the ancestors of the Tan family, and she couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
At this moment, a group of people walked out of the building nearby.
Each of these people had long beards, wore Taoist robes of the same style but different colors, and all held a whisk in their hands.
The same outfit actually shows different temperaments on different people.
Some people look like immortals, while others look like street fortune tellers.
Among this group of old men, Tan Jiajia only recognized Master Pingzhi and the fat Taoist Zhengqing.
She and Zi Tong walked up before they had time to say hello. Master Pingzhi screamed in surprise:
"Little friend Tan, it's really a miracle. When I first saw you, your head was still in a different place. I didn't expect that in just two years, you would be back to your original state."
Tan Jiajia smiled awkwardly, and when she was about to speak, Master Pingzhi turned his attention to Zitong again, saluted him and said, "I think this little brother is the Zitong immortal who Tianzun sat down and admired for a long time. "
Zi Tong also bowed his head slightly and returned a salute to him and the Taoist priests beside him.
Tan Jiajia also pretended to follow Zi Tong and bowed.
At this time, the long-bearded people watching them started talking:
"Is this little girl a descendant of Ciyun Tianzun?"
"She looks... really ordinary, not clever at all..."
"You are mistaken. I recognize her parents. They were famous Taoist geniuses Taoist Fengqing and Tianqing. How could the daughters of these two people be ordinary people..."
"This is wrong. As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and dragons and phoenixes make flying..."
"Najiezi is right..."
Tan Jiajia squinted at Na Jiezi, who was changing idioms randomly, and found that he was only in his early twenties, with a oily hair and pink face, which made him stand out among this group of people.
After discussing around Tan Jiajia, they reluctantly asked Tan Jiajia to release his spiritual consciousness to investigate. After confirming that the other party's spiritual consciousness was just opened, they all expressed their regrets.
Tan Jiajia said: "..."
Soon, Zi Tong went with other leaders to discuss how to deal with it.
As for Tan Jiajia, who has just opened her spiritual consciousness...
She was completely ignored.
However, she was also happy and relaxed. She found a secluded room by herself to practice her skills in drawing talisman.
After these days of hard training, Tan Jiajia's talisman cultivation has begun to bear fruit.
Now she can draw a complete talisman, but the Tao power on the talisman is really very little.
She also asked Zi Tong what was going on, but the answer he always gave her was that he was too talented.
Then she threw the newly drawn talisman to the passing mouse.
"It will definitely succeed this time, amulet!"
A confident voice sounded.
only--
The yellow paper floated away gently, but the mouse was frightened and quickly got back into the hole.
"..."
The confidence on Tan Jiajia's face froze.
At this moment, the closed door opened with a bang.
Tan Jiajia subconsciously covered up the pile of waste paper on the ground. When she looked up, she found that the person coming was Zi Tong.
She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Have you finished discussing it?"
"Yeah." Zi Tong responded.
"Something happened over there. Just wait for me here and I will pick you up later."
Tan Jiajia was startled when she heard this, quickly got up and said, "I want to go too."
Unexpectedly, Zi Tong rejected her: "No, this time is too dangerous, you can't go."
"But……"
Tan Jiajia wanted to say something more, but Zi Tong didn't give her a chance to speak again - he simply disappeared out of thin air.
"It's so annoying." Tan Jiajia suddenly felt depressed. "Are monsters great? If my treasured clothes were not taken away, would it be your turn to act wild?"
Thinking of this, she sighed again and said to herself: "It's indeed amazing. Alas, it's better not to think so much. I'll continue to draw the talisman."
After saying that, she devoted herself to her great career of painting talismans.
She became fascinated by this practice, and when she came to her senses, it was already midnight outside.
"So late? Why didn't anyone call me?"
Tan Jiajia put away her pen and neatly collected the pile of drawn talismans.
Then he put on his clothes and lay down on the wooden bed in the room, and soon fell asleep again.
The next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, she immediately took out a pen and drew symbols on the paper, without even bothering to eat.
After repeating this for a few days...
"Fixing Talisman!"
After countless experiments, this time, the mouse in the corner remained stiff after affixing the talisman.
"Hahahaha...I finally succeeded."
Tan Jiajia, who was already thin and out of shape, let out a proud laugh.
The next second, her laughter stopped suddenly, and she fell heavily to the floor.
