Zhang Lei greeted, and his fist went straight to the door of the little Taoist.

Seeing this, the other gangsters were not far behind, and they stepped forward one after another.

"Mercy, mercy!"

Just when Su Yi was about to go up to help the little Taoist priest break the siege, he saw his left hand pinching the seal standing on his chest, and his right hand was palmed into a palm and waved diagonally down at Zhang Lei's feet.

With a muffled sound, Zhang Lei was bounced back and hit Gu Qingming at a faster speed than when he rushed up.

"Well played!"

Seeing that Zhang Lei was beaten, the lively crowd suddenly burst into applause.

Everyone thought that Zhang Lei was slapped away by the little Taoist priest, but Su Yi saw it really.

The little Taoist priest shook people away with his true qi with a volley palm, and his hand didn't touch Zhang Lei at all.

Immediately afterwards, the gangsters who rushed up were shocked by the little Taoist priests one after another.

The little Taoist priest turned around and bowed to the thugs who were lying on the ground, and the words of mercy and compassion were still in his mouth.

"What a handsome kung fu!"

Su Yi smiled in surprise.

Looking at his subordinates lying on the ground and the crowd around him who kept applauding, Gu Qingming was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

"Let's go!"

With a pale face, he greeted him, and regardless of whether his subordinates heard it or not, he squeezed into the crowd one step ahead.

Seeing this, the thugs also quickly got up from the ground and chased him away amid the laughter of the crowd.

"The Taoist is very grateful for his help!"

After everyone dispersed, Su Yi came to the little Taoist priest and saluted.

Only then did he have the time to take a serious look at his surroundings.

The spacious commercial street is lined with shops and dense crowds.

And this small Taoist temple actually stands in the middle of the whole street, and people who walk here can only pass by the courtyard wall on both sides of it.

There are not as many Taoist temples in the north as in the south, and it is even more rare to see them in the downtown area.

But this existence gives a very natural feeling, as if it should exist here.

Looking at the little Taoist priest Su Yi, he couldn't help but think, is this what people often say about the big hidden in the city?

"Little brother, please come and sit in the temple for a while!"

The little Taoist priest made a gesture of invitation to sit inside.

Su Yi was stunned, he didn't expect the little Taoist priest to invite him in.

"The Taoist chief invites you, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!

Su Yi is not a hypocritical person, he turned around and waved his hand to beckon the two girls over and entered the Taoist temple together.

The little Taoist priest saluted behind Xiao Yao, and then led people into the Taoist temple.

His gift made everyone baffled, but it made Su Yi understand.

As soon as the door of the Taoist temple was closed, the courtyard suddenly fell silent, as if abandoning the prosperity and hustle and bustle, and became a world of its own.

Although the temple is small but well-equipped, it also has a small courtyard that looks like a decent.

The little Taoist priest led Su Yi and the others into the quiet room, and everyone sat down as guests and hosts.

The quiet room is very simple, except for the daily utensils, on the wall on both sides hangs a brush and ink landscape, and on the other side hangs a wooden sword and a whisk.

When Su Yi's gaze touched the wooden sword and the dust, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

Although the two things hung on the wall, they were spotless, and there was still a faint treasure light on them.

You must know that the artifacts that can emit precious light are generally used by cultivators, and the lowest is also the level of Dharma weapons.

"Dao Chief, I don't know what it means to let me wait to take a look?"

After looking at it, Su Yi asked meaningfully.

This temple is obviously the private residence of the little Taoist priest, and they don't seem to have much friendship.

"Poor Dao Dao No. Ziyan!

Has this benefactor been in a trance lately and depressed and unable to sleep peacefully?"

The little Taoist priest introduced himself first, and then looked at Xiao Yao with a slight frown.

"Can you tell?"

Without waiting for Su Yi to speak, Shen Xiaoyun asked in surprise.

His words made Su Yi both curious and surprised.

What is curious is that a little Taoist priest who lives alone in the downtown area is not only skilled, but also can see the difference between Xiao Yao.

Surprisingly, the age of the little Taoist priest was really a little unexpected.

"With a smile and practicing with the master for many years, this thing can still be seen!"

Daoist Ziyan nodded calmly, not affecting his emotions at all because of Shen Xiaoyun's surprise.

"Is there a way to crack it?"

Su Yi currently does not have the ability to resolve the abnormality on Xiao Yao's body, and seeing Daoist Ziyan's relaxed expression, he should have a way.

"There is a way, but it's better not to do such a thing!"

Ziyan Daoist shook his head and looked at Xiao Yao lightly.

Being stared at by him, Xiao Yao once again realized how Su Yi felt when she looked at her.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on his body.

"If you see a problem and don't solve it, do you want money?

Say, how much do you want?"

Shen Xiaoyun's beautiful big eyes rolled and said proudly.

"Xiao Yun, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing this, Su Yi hurriedly interrupted Shen Xiaoyun.

How could Daoist Ziyan be a person who asks for money indiscriminately?

"What's the matter, he's obviously a little money fan and he wants money and refuses to say it clearly, so he uses Yaoyao to scare us!"

Shen Xiaoyun muttered quietly.

"This female benefactor, it's not that Xiaodao doesn't want to help you!

It's that if I make a move, it will definitely hurt the heavens and peace, so you better find someone who can psychic to help you!"

Daoist Ziyan gave Xiao Yao an expressionless salute and stopped talking.

"Psychic?"

Jin Liang and the others looked at each other.

They may have heard of this term, but they have the impression that such people only exist in legends.

"The little girl's family speaks recklessly, and the Taoist is not strange! I don't know what the psychic person he is talking about ......?"

Su Yi bowed slightly and apologized to Daoist Ziyan.

"It's okay!"

Daoist Ziyan waved his hand disapprovingly, took a sip of tea, and continued.

"I wonder if the little brother has heard the phrase Nanmao and Beima?"

"Nanmao and North Horse?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone present looked at each other for a while.

They are all people living in modern society, how can they know these things?

Su Yi frowned slightly.

Although his previous life was monotonous and boring, he just walked around those neighborhoods every day.

But he had heard more or less about Nanmao and Beima.

Chinese folk have long had the saying of South Mao and North Horse.

With Changguan as the boundary, the so-called South Mao Pan Guide Fang Maoshan faction, and the North Ma refers to the sect of the disciples of the horse.

The Maoshan faction has been inherited for thousands of years and has its own system, while this northern horse has escaped from the countless branches of Gusa witchcraft and has uneven strength.

As far as Su Yi knew, most of the current disciples of the Northern Malaysia faction were not allowed to inherit the law.

There are very few people who can affect Qiyang's life like before.

"Then I don't know if the psychic person mentioned by the chief is Guide Mao or Beima?"

Su Yi took over and asked.

"Xiaodao lives in the north all year round, and the psychic person he says naturally refers to the northern horse!"

Daoist Ziyan raised his eyes and measured Su Yi for a while, and said with a smile.

Seeing him like this, Su Yi's heart couldn't help but move.

The two had never met, but for some reason this little Taoist priest gave him a very cordial feeling.

"In this way, the Taoist must have someone who knows each other, and I hope that the Taoist will not hesitate to give advice!"

After Su Yi finished speaking, the little Taoist priest was silent for a while, got up and took out a small box from the drawer.

The box is pitch black, and there are faint patterns engraved on it.

"Meeting is fate, Xiaodao will naturally not stand idly by!

There is a familiar person in Xiaodao who lives at the western foot of Taibai Mountain, and the little brother can take this girl to ask him to help!"

"Taibai Mountain?"

Su Yi didn't expect that the acquaintance of the little Taoist priest would be so far away.