Chen Xuan came all the way to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, and the sky was gradually getting dark.
Not to mention his familiarity with mountain roads, let’s talk about the method of contemplating the five internal organs that he comprehended, among which the liver orifices are in the eyes. After visualizing the "Three Lights of the Young Master", he was able to see at night as if it were daytime.
Following the mountain road all the way up, when we were approaching the top of the mountain, we suddenly saw firelight shining through the forest in front of us.
Chen Xuan stopped to check. That place was a small platform under Baiyun Temple, which could be used as a resting place in the past.
At this time, there was an extra thatched hut, and there was a vague abnormal aura fluctuation inside.
When he sensed the aura, the people inside also noticed him and walked out of the doorless hut.
On his bronze face, a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples, his eyes were like candlelight in the dark night, and three strands of long beard fluttered under his chin.
He was as tall as a tiger, more than eight feet long. He wore a royal blue brocade suit and carried two five-foot-long short spears in his hands.
Staring in the direction of Chen Xuan, he shouted loudly: "Friends somewhere, please come out and meet me!"
Its sound was like thunder, exploding and rolling sound waves came out of the sky, making the surrounding leaves rustle, and the birds flew up in panic, hovering in the sky for a long time.
"Innate intention?" Chen Xuan looked at the man in surprise.
Unexpectedly, a master of innate artistic conception would be nesting in this small hut, as if he were a gatekeeper.
He didn't want to start a random conflict with others without understanding the situation, so he walked out slowly. The headmaster bowed and said, "Xiaodao is a wandering Taoist priest. He heard that there is a Baiyun Temple on this mountain, so he came here to place an order."
He took out the letter written by Songbo and added: "I have a letter here. It was given by a kind-hearted old steward when I was begging for water in a brand-new mansion outside the county town."
"Songbo?" This man is the general Shengzhi that Songbo mentioned. He is also a member of the Wang family, and his name is Wang Shengzhi.
Seeing the handwriting on the letter in the darkness of the night, his aura calmed down a bit. He crossed his guns and made a gun salute, saying: "Please send the letter over, Taoist Priest."
Chen Xuan shook his hand, and a breeze blew in, carrying the letter and hovering in front of the man.
Wang Shengzhi couldn't help being surprised when he saw it. He glanced at Chen Xuan and saw that he was as tall as himself, with slender hands and feet. He was even more majestic wearing a wide robe.
Looking at his face, he is no more than 20 years old, with lacquer-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, giving him a dignified appearance.
He handed the gun to his left hand, and the right hand was covered with dense aura, faintly forming a layer of black dragon scales, and he held the letter in his hand.
At this time, a delicate woman came behind him and asked in a charming voice: "Master Sheng, what happened?"
"A Taoist priest came here to place an order. This is a letter from Songbo." Wang Shengzhi took the letter and read it. He understood the reason and collected the letter and gave it to the woman.
He bowed his hand to Chen Xuan and asked, "Have you ever asked about the name of the chief monk?"
Chen Xuan paused and said truthfully: "The name of Xiaodao is Daoxuan."
"Daoxuan..." Just as Wang Shengzhi was about to speak, he was suddenly startled and looked at Chen Xuandao: "Daoxuan?! Taoist Daoxuan of Baiyunguan? I've finally waited for you!"
He looked excited and reached out to pull Chen Xuan's arm.
Chen Xuan turned his wrist and shook his hand, pointed like a sword, and tapped his palm.
Ding~
A golden light hit a piece of black scales, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.
Chen Xuan suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips, like a knife cutting him, and his heart trembled. He waved his sleeves, and the wind and clouds surged around him, and he retreated away, opening a distance of several feet.
He asked: "Sir, what do you mean?"
He secretly put his hand on Jinyun's pocket, preparing to release the Flame Dragon Fire Spirit flag if the situation turned bad.
The opponent is a master of artistic conception who has mastered Gang Qi. If he doesn't use this spiritual weapon, he is no match.
Wang Shengzhi also felt as if needles were pricking his palms, and he retracted his palms like lightning, feeling greatly surprised.
Although he had just hurriedly gathered his energy to fight back subconsciously, the ability to make him feel pain was absolutely extraordinary.
Sure enough, someone who dares to kill dozens of people in a fit of rage and provoke a faction is truly extraordinary.
However, he didn't have time to sigh. Seeing Chen Xuan's behavior, he quickly explained: "The Taoist Master misunderstood. I just got excited when I heard the Taoist Master's name. There is absolutely no malice."
The woman who had not yet left also said excitedly: "Yes, Taoist Priest Daoxuan, my wife has been waiting for Taoist Priest for several months."
Wang Shengzhi said to him: "Xin'er, go quickly and report to aunt that Dao Xuandao Master is back."
"Alas!" Xin'er responded, turned to leave, but suddenly paused and asked, "I dare to ask, where is the Yuyang Taoist Priest now?"
Before Chen Xuan could react, Wang Shengzhi waved his hand and said, "Don't ask any more questions and go quickly."
"Yes, Mr. Sheng." Xiner responded, turning around and running up the mountain regardless of the rugged mountain road.
Wang Shengzhi put the two guns in his hands into the hut, cupped his hands and said: "Taoist Master, please wait a moment, please! Please!"
Seeing their actions, Chen Xuan thought to himself.
It seemed that Mrs. Wang came here not for the master, but for him and Yuyang. Or, in other words, the real purpose was for Yuyang?
Otherwise, the woman named Xin'er wouldn't have specifically asked where Yuyang was.
There was a vague guess in his heart, but now that the situation was unclear, he did not speak rashly, but just nodded and waited with Wang Shengzhi.
After a while, I saw several lights coming down from the mountain. Before they arrived, I heard a woman shouting anxiously: "Where is the Taoist? Where is the Taoist?"
"Ma'am, right in front."
As soon as he finished speaking, four or five women came hurriedly carrying lanterns.
The leader looked like a woman in her thirties, with a pretty face, delicate eyebrows and flushed cheeks.
At this time, his brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were filled with tears, giving him a pitiful charm.
When he saw Chen Xuan, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hands slightly, and asked expectantly: "But is it in front of Master Daoxuan?"
After asking, he looked behind him and saw a trace of disappointment in his eyes when he saw no one.
"That's right, Pindao." Chen Xuan nodded and asked, "May I ask, madam, why did you come to Baiyun Temple and wait for Pindao for several months?"
Mrs. Wang took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "It's a long story. I would like to ask the Taoist Master to review it. I have occupied the Taoist temple privately without the Taoist Priest's permission. I would like to ask the Taoist Priest for your forgiveness."
Chen Xuan looked at Wang Shengzhi, and then at the female crown following Mrs. Wang.
He has a cold face, wears a black and white gauze robe, holds a whisk in his hand, and has a jade bell hanging from his waist.
Of these two people, one is a martial arts cultivator who practices the same battle formation skills as the Black Snake General, and the other is a Dharma cultivator. There are faint qi fluctuations in the whisk in his hand and the jade ling at his waist. They are two magic weapons, both of which are formed by transformation. A master of artistic conception.
Now he is only in the Tongmai realm, and the only means to fight against the enemy are the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, the Golden Light Spell, and a few small spells obtained by studying the Five Zang God Observation Map.
There was only one of them, so he was not afraid with the Flame Dragon Fire Spirit Flag, but if two of them attacked together, he might not be able to withstand them.
Immediately said: "Then Madam, I will keep the story short."
Mrs. Wang was also a smart person. She immediately understood Chen Xuan's worries. Without saying much, she took out a jade pendant from her body and asked, "I wonder if you have ever seen this jade pendant before?"
