"Absolutely not."
Bu Xiaotian shook his head and added:
"Although I was not very close to them at the time, I could not mishear a word they said. The mysterious man respected the old man very much and kept claiming that he was the seat of hell. I could hear him clearly."
After Bu Xiaotian finished speaking, Le Tiancai spoke again:
"Then you can't be wrong. Smiling Yama has a very high status in Holy Soul Mountain. He is responsible for the rewards of Holy Soul Mountain. Moreover, he is also half the master of the contemporary soul master. Apart from him, the people of Holy Soul Mountain will never Call the second person ‘Yan Zuo’!”
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian stopped talking after listening to his explanation, Letian asked again:
"What exactly did they say?"
Bu Xiaotian stopped thinking and said truthfully:
"From what they said, it seems that four righteous disciples will be here in two days, including two disciples from Yaowang Valley and a disciple from Jade Buddha Temple, as well as a senior sister from Yuzhu Peak of Yuxu Sect.
It seems that because they destroyed a branch of Holy Soul Mountain, these people from Holy Soul Mountain are going to be detrimental to them. "
"Oh I got it!"
Lotte understood the whole story and said:
"No wonder I feel that many people in this town carry an evil aura, and there are even a few people with high levels of cultivation. It seems that they are all here under orders, planning to set up an ambush for the Holy Spirit in advance. People from Soul Mountain.
I don’t know what those four people did? Just destroying one of their branches would definitely not cause them to launch such a large-scale battle, even a figure like Smiling Yama! "
Bu Xiaotian also shook his head, and was about to say that he didn't know either. Suddenly, an idea flashed, and he remembered some details in the words of the two people in the forest, and said quickly:
"By the way, they seem to be saying that a certain Master Yan was killed by my senior sister and the others. Could it be related to this?"
"Elder Yan?"
When Lotte heard this, he was a little surprised and said:
"Could he be some important person in Holy Soul Mountain? But apart from Yan Tiehao, the judge of life and death, there seems to be no important person named Yan in Holy Soul Mountain.
As for Yan Tiehao, it is even more impossible. As the punishment elder of Holy Soul Mountain, Yan Tiehao has extremely high cultivation and will never die easily in the hands of your senior sister and the others. "
"Then I don't know, but now that I know they want to plot against my righteous disciple, no matter what their reason is, I will never stand idly by!"
Bu Xiaotian's tone was very firm.
"Of course there is no reason to sit idly by!"
Lotte also expressed his agreement, and then continued:
“But it’s best for us not to be exposed yet, wait for the opportunity in secret, and give them a little bird behind them!
Although this mantis was a bit too big, it was better to be caught by surprise than to be caught in a swoop. "
Bu Xiaotian nodded and agreed with Letian's idea. This is indeed the best way at the moment.
"But we have been here for three days. No matter how long it takes, it won't look like we are passing by. We have to think of a reasonable reason to stay here so as not to arouse others' suspicion."
After simply deciding what to do next, Lotte thought for a while and then spoke.
Bu Xiaotian knew that with Letian's cleverness, he must have thought of a way, so he didn't bother to think about it and asked directly:
"any idea?"
"Malingering!"
"Malingering?"
Bu Xiaotian's eyes lit up. Indeed, as two travelers passing by, with no relatives or friends here, it was indeed the best way to stay here by pretending to be sick, and he said:
"It's a good idea, but who's going to pretend to be sick?"
Lotte heard this and said:
"Come on, I've been around since I was a kid and have more experience than you. It's not easy for me to be exposed when I go out."
Bu Xiaotian thought about it and realized that what Letian said did make sense. He really had no experience in pretending, so he had no objection. He nodded and said:
"Yeah, no problem."
"Then you wait here and don't go out. I'll go out and grab some medicine for treating typhoid fever and let the waiter boil it and bring it to the room. You can cough a few times and act like you've caught the cold."
Letian smiled slightly and said.
Seeing that he was thinking very carefully, Bu Xiaotian nodded without saying anything and pretended to cough a few times.
Letian looked at him and smiled, then left the room, closed the door, and went to grab some medicine.
When Letian, who looked worried, came back, Bu Xiaotian was lying on the bed, his face pale, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead.
Seeing Lotte's face full of worry, he asked:
"What's wrong? This look?"
Lotte replied:
"Aren't you sick? What are you doing?"
"I'm sick!"
After saying that, both of them couldn't help but smile.
In this way, one of the two pretended to be sick, the other pretended to be worried. Two days passed in a hurry, and the smiling Yama in the inn opposite remained silent.
It was almost noon. According to what Ribu Xiaotian heard from the smiling Yama and the man in black that day in the forest, the four righteous disciples should be here soon.
Both of them were sitting at the table by the window, paying close attention to the movements of the inn opposite.
Not long after, Smiling Yama walked out of the inn and headed straight to the south of the town.
Bu Xiaotian and Letian noticed that there seemed to be a lot more people going south today, and most of them didn't look like ordinary people.
The two looked at each other, then quietly went downstairs to pay the bill, blended into the crowd, and followed Smiling Yama from a distance.
They followed the crowd out of the town and walked south for a long time, when they suddenly noticed four distinctive figures appearing on the road ahead.
The woman on the far right is dressed in white and holding a silver sword. She is too far away to see her face clearly.
To the left of the woman is a monk wearing cassocks and with a bald head, holding a Zen staff about the same height as him.
On the left are a man and a woman, dressed in a nondescript manner. They must be the two disciples of Yaowang Valley mentioned that day.
Bu Xiaotian noticed that at the same time as the four figures appeared, most of the pedestrians around them tensed up slightly, with one hand curled up in their sleeves, as if they were grasping something.
But these people didn't look unusual at all on the surface. They talked and laughed, hurried on their way, and enjoyed the scenery.
When he got closer, Bu Xiaotian saw clearly the face of the woman in white opposite him, and his steps suddenly froze.
The snow-white dress and the silver sword hidden in the scabbard are as beautiful as a fairy who can't eat the fireworks of the world, but she lacks a bit of cold appearance that could repel people thousands of miles away.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Lan Yunxin?
At this moment, Bu Xiaotian had almost forgotten all about what he had discussed with Letian before, and was about to shout to remind her that there was danger here.
It was Letian who was well prepared when he noticed that Bu Xiaotian had a different look on his face, and hurriedly sealed several of his big holes before he spoke, so that they were not exposed in advance.
After getting along with each other for such a long time, Letian had already figured out Bu Xiaotian's temperament. He was afraid that he would ignore him when he became passionate, so he prepared for such a situation in advance. This move was also a bit helpless.
After restraining Bu Xiaotian, Letian growled at him:
"Calm down! Reminding them now will do nothing except trap us! No matter why you are so excited, calm down first!"
Bu Xiaotian was immobilized by Lotte and did not cry out after all. After listening to Lotte's words, he slowly calmed down.
Seeing that he was no longer so excited and probably less impulsive, Letian released the zhenqi that sealed the acupuncture points on his body.
Sure enough, Bu Xiaotian, who had regained his freedom, did not move rashly, but looked at the four people with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and whispered to Letian:
"I'm sorry, I was impulsive! Thank you for stopping me in time!"
"nothing."
Letian shook his head slightly and asked again:
"What? Are you familiar with that woman?"
"She is Senior Sister Lan Yunxin from Yuzhu Peak. We have met several times."
Bu Xiaotian nodded and replied.
Lotte looked at the anxiety and worry in Bu Xiaotian's eyes at this time, and knew that the relationship between him and that woman was definitely not a simple relationship, but he did not expose it.
The two of them walked slowly forward with the crowd, while secretly observing how many people from the Demon Cult were around, and thinking about how to deal with it for a while.
Finally, when Smiling Yama was about to pass by the four people walking towards him, he suddenly took action!
Smiling Yama is worthy of being the leader of the four elders of Holy Soul Mountain. A moment ago, he was a kind old man who smiled at everyone. When he made a move, his momentum was earth-shattering. The two disciples of Medicine King Valley were knocked down by his palm before they could react. , someone immediately stepped forward and captured them.
Lan Yunxin and the little monk almost dodged to the side at the same time as Smiling Yama made his move, avoiding the vital point. However, they were still brushed by the wind of his palm and were slightly injured.
The two of them stood still and immediately drew out the magic formula, using all their strength as soon as they took action.
The long sword in Lan Yunxin's hand was unsheathed and hanging in front of her. There was a strong wind all around, and it was faintly restricted within ten feet of Smiling Yama's body.
The young monk also let go of the Zen staff in his hand. The tall Zen staff hung three inches above the ground in front of him. It rotated slowly, emitting a faint golden light and protecting the two of them. The nine jade rings on it made a tinkling sound when they collided. .
Lan Yunxin strangled with both hands, and the young monk clasped his hands together. Both of them were mumbling something, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Although the old man in front had a faint smile on his face from beginning to end, the thunderous palm just made both of them feel immense pressure.
Although Smiling Yama was in the "Wind Realm" of Lan Yunxin, there was no trace of panic on his face. He stood motionless since the palm was struck, allowing the two of them to cast spells.
He even commented with a smile:
"To be able to release such a 'wind domain' in such a short period of time, it seems that your little girl's cultivation level is quite good. The little monk's body-protecting golden light also has some firepower. It's not bad. It seems that this trip of the old man is not bad. It’s all for nothing.”
Smiling Yama's voice was not loud, but it came out clearly from the 'Wind Domain'.
"Senior has profound cultivation and must be a highly respected person in Holy Soul Mountain. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by attacking us juniors like this?"
Lan Yunxin was unmoved by Smiling Yama's praise, and instead spoke sarcastically.
Smiling Yama didn't seem to care about Lan Yunxin's sarcasm. He still had a smile on his face and said matter-of-factly:
"Haha, don't you righteous people call us demon cult monsters? In your eyes, we are just a group of villains who can only use some shady conspiracy methods secretly. If we act openly and openly, wouldn't we be a little ashamed of you? Did we evaluate it?”
"Hmph! Strong words!"
Lan Yun couldn't argue with him, so he snorted and stopped talking. He used all his energy to activate his Qi, and the power in the wind domain became a little stronger.
On the other hand, the young monk who had finished reciting the mantra retorted:
"Senior, what you said is wrong! You always say that our accusations against you are all slander, but by doing something like this today, doesn't it mean these words are confirmed?"
The voice was calm, without any hint of anger or disgust.
"oh?"
Smiling Yama turned his eyes away from Lan Yunxin, looked at the young monk, and said with a smile:
"You little monk is quite interesting..."
Before the Smiling Yama finished speaking, the young monk's whole body was illuminated by golden light. A phantom of a Vajra with angry eyes, ten feet tall, suddenly appeared in front of him. He held a ten-foot-long demon-subduing pestle in his hand and smashed it towards the Smiling Yama. Door!
