In the bustling streets, the teenager with an eyepatch strides a meteor, his right eye does not squint, and the left eye blocked by the blindfold lingers on some bewitching women from time to time, especially when he sees some beautiful women, Xu Yan will feel a burst of fire in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What's wrong with this?

Xu Yan felt incomprehensible about his strangeness.

He has lived in Qinglou for a year, and he has been mixed with women for so long, Xu Yan has not lost his temper as much as he does now, especially since he didn't think about anything about men and women in his heart, but his body made an unusual reaction.

Is it really too much of a false fire?

With a wry smile, Xu Yan forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, thinking about Pang Hongyue's pretty face, Xu Yan felt that other women were really nothing good.

Since the false fire is too prosperous, it would be good to eat more fruits, and it was a big deal to open some recipes for clearing the fire, and Xu Yan didn't take it too seriously.

A sound of blowing and blowing came from the alley on one side, Xu Yan stopped, looked at a family doing a funeral, and invited a Taoist priest to spend it.

That family should be a big family, and the people who came out and went in were all subordinates, and when they saw a Taoist priest, Xu Yan's eyes moved.

In the capital, large families invite Taoist priests to do things, and most of them will invite people who are too puritan.

Zangyunguan is the real nest of Taiqingjiao, Xu Yan is nothing to go there alone, anyway, he is the identity of a mage, and he is the proton of Qi, Tianmen Hou, even if the national teacher wants to play any tricks, it is impossible to do it in Zangyunguan, but since he met people from Taiqingjiao who are doing things, Xu Yan just has more opportunities to get close to Zangyunguan.

Turning into the alley, Xu Yan walked directly into the courtyard of the house.

The white flags are displayed, there is a spiritual shed in the courtyard, and on the other side of the open space, more than a dozen Taoist priests are chanting words in front of the offering table, and no one can hear what they are reading, even if they hear it, they can't hear it clearly, anyway, Xu Yan thinks that this group of Taiqing disciples is not reciting Taoist scriptures, but grinding their teeth.

Because he often grinds and grinds when he sleeps, and his mouth shape is basically the same.

"This guest, you are in mourning, the mourning shed is here. A middle-aged man came over, and as he spoke, he looked suspiciously at the strange boy who had broken into his house, and after a while, the man exclaimed, "Master!

The owner of this house turned out to be a member of the Taiqing sect, and he was overjoyed after recognizing Xu Yan, moving the stool while making a gesture, and speaking incoherently.

Hearing that the mage was coming, the Taoist priests on the side stopped grinding their teeth, and they stepped forward to greet them one after another, shouting to the mage.

"Mercy, mercy. ”

Xu Yan preached the first sermon, and a word of compassion came out, and the group of Taoist priests hurriedly played the sermon and stood behind Xu Yan one after another.

"People can't be resurrected after death, and the old people mourn outside. ”

Making an unfathomable look, Xu Yan said to the outsider: "This seat passed by here, and found that this house was quite resentful, and the relatives outside the old man should have committed suicide. ”

As soon as Xu Yan said this, the foreigner was suddenly shocked, and knelt down with a pop, snot and tears flowed, and said: "Master Mingjian, Master Mingjian! My concubine she didn't abide by women's morals, hooked up with outsiders, and beat her up after I noticed it, I didn't kill her, how Cheng thought she hanged herself at night, Master Mage, you want to save my family, dispel our family's resentment, that slut wore a red shirt when she died, this is a ghost and don't want to let me go." ”

Xu Yan was not interested in inquiring about family affairs outside the staff, he was just making an example for those disciples who were too puritan, as for why he knew that the deceased person of this family committed suicide, because Xu Yan could see it clearly.

There's a hanged ghost floating next to the shed.

"And stand aside, and let me chant excessively. ”

After a few steps to the front of the offering table, Xu Yan pretended to burn three pieces of rune paper, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, reciting words in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was reading, which was similar to what the previous group of Taiqing disciples recited.

Grinding teeth, crunching anyone can read the same.

This kind of big family, maybe it looks glamorous on weekdays, and the back house may not be as dirty as it is, Xu Yan doesn't believe that a beating can make people hang themselves, since the member didn't tell the truth, he will do something perfunctory, anyway, even if he recites the Taoist scriptures, he may not be able to drive away the hanged ghost, Xu Yan can't use his left eye here.

He was also afraid that the monster in his eyes would suck enough yin qi and pop out.

After a long time, the mage who had finished grinding his teeth got up and left, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and the group of Taiqing disciples had no choice but to pack up the guard of honor, and as the mage left the family, he didn't even ask for a reward.

Walking out of the alley, Xu Yan glanced at a Taiqing disciple led by him, and said, "After the Dharma is over, are you going back to the Taoist temple?" ”

"Master Hui, let's go back to the Taoist Temple. "The Taiqing disciple at the head is a tall and thin man, and he looks quite shrewd.

"Can the sect leader be in the audience now?" Xu Yan asked quietly, it didn't hurt to inquire more carefully.

"The sect leader has been in the Jade Dragon Dojo recently, and we sent the honor guard back, and we are also going to the dojo to help. The thin Taoist priest replied with a smiling face.

Hearing that the national teacher was in the Jade Dragon Dojo, Xu Yan was slightly curious and asked, "But the dojo is about to be completed?"

"Soon, it should be completed in less than half a year, which is also the blessing of Master Yan, Master Yan has just taken the position, and the Jade Dragon Dojo will be restored and rebuilt. "The thin Taoist priest is not only shrewd, but also obviously proficient in the way of patting horses.

"That's reasonable, hahahaha. Xu Yan smiled happily and said, "I have never been to the Zangyun Temple, since you want to go back, this seat will go with you." ”

"Mage, please, Mage, please. The thin Taoist priest hurriedly opened the way in front of him, looking extremely courteous.

The status of the mage in the Taiqing Sect is amazing, it can be called a masterpiece, how can they afford to provoke these little minions, today lead the way for the mage, do not ask for anything else, let the mage remember that his face is good.

Following a group of Taoist priests, Xu Yan left the capital and went straight to the Tibetan Cloud Temple outside the city.

The national teacher is not at the best, Xu Yan feels that the danger of this trip to the Tibetan Cloud View has been reduced a lot, and the remaining three mages are all foundation building cultivators like him, with a high-grade magic weapon, Xu Yan thinks that he should be able to match the opponents of the foundation building realm.

Of course, only if there is a sneak attack.

A group of Taoist priests welcomed Xu Yan, a mage, back to the Hidden Cloud Temple like a moon, and then was sent away by Xu Yan, leaving only the thin Taoist priest to lead the way.

Xu Yan had never been to the Tibetan Cloud Temple before, he thought it was a Taoist temple with strong incense, and when Xu Yan really stood in the Tibetan Cloud Temple, he was shocked to realize that the scale of this Taoist temple was comparable to the palace where the emperor lived.

When Xu Yan entered the Hidden Cloud Temple, in a hidden dungeon under the Taoist Temple, another mage walked towards Miss Cheng who had been swept to the Taoist Temple for a whole day and a night. (To be continued.) )