However, why did the emperor also go to the Immortal Temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as he got out of the carriage and went up again, Fu Yanwu wrote a bunch of words and asked Shi's father-in-law about the ins and outs.

"The emperor was furious this morning, and he didn't even finish the morning court. Lord Yang got the crane that stole the baby to the Jinluan Palace, and the slave took a look, isn't the crane raised in the immortal temple? The master of the immortal view is the Yuan Daoren of alchemy, and the head of the prince of Zhan recommended it first, and you have seen it once. The emperor originally said that he was going to demolish the Taoist temple, but Prince Bo and Zhenguo Gong strongly opposed it, and the other ministers did not approve of it, so the emperor said that he wanted to listen to the meaning of the divination operator. If you don't come, the emperor will go by himself. ”

After a pause, Father-in-law Shi continued: "The emperor is worried about whether there are still some ways here, so he has to go and see for himself." ”

This sentence has a deep meaning.

Fu Yanwu was a little confused when he heard this, is there anything else about Prince Zhan here? It's not like ah, the crane is obviously like a woodpecker, and it was controlled by someone and gave orders, and there is no such master around Prince Zhan. Those who can control birds and beasts in the world must understand the secret art of Bumen, except for the old monster, only Yan Huan can do it.

Yesterday in the underground palace, she asked Yan Huan if she knew the origin of the crane, and he avoided answering. With his experience, he can see at first glance that the crane is an immortal.

Then he took the woodpecker to the immortal temple, it must be to find the old monster.

Yanwu was instantly frightened by his own thoughts. Then the more I thought about it, the more sure I was, yes, the enemy Yan Huan said must be an old monster.

She has never connected Yan Huan with her previous life, which is her biggest mistake. Yan Huan is unharmed, the master is dead, and he is the only one left who knows the secret of the previous life. When he said that the enemy who killed the Master, he was actually referring to the enemy in the previous life.

In the last life, the master actually died at the hands of this old monster, the master himself didn't know. Master always thought that it was the senior brother who harmed him.

If that's the case, their brother and sister and this old monster are really going on to die. In the last life, she harmed her master, and in this life, she wanted to rob her magic weapon, and she used the lives of so many innocent people to feed the resentful spirits, and she couldn't kill it.

But now, she is worried that the old monster will kill Yan Huan, and she is also worried that the emperor will bump into Yan Huan, it is really a firecracker burning at both ends.

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Yan Huan has already arrived at the Immortal Temple.

This immortal temple is the most hidden Taoist temple in Luojing, and legend has it that a Taoist priest cultivated here to become an immortal, hence the name. Second, there are three cranes raised in the Taoist temple, but outsiders have no chance to see them, only the disciples in the temple and some Luojing long-lived people know about it. Among the cultivators, it also has a second name, the Crane Temple.

It is said to be hidden because it is next to the most famous Sanguan Temple in Luojing. Sanguan Temple belongs to the Taoist holy land, covers an area and extensively, every year in the Midyear Festival, Sanguan Temple will hold a three-day free clinic, in Luojing quite popular with the people. Even after Yuan Wangye returned to Luojing from Zhongnan Mountain, he also cultivated in Sanguan Temple. There is also Zhenguo Gong, who came back from the battlefield with an injury in the last years of Tianyou, and often listens to the Xuanmen class reciting the "Taiping Sutra" in the Sanguan Temple.

The so-called "hidden in the city, hidden in the court", there are Sanguan Temple as neighbors, the people of Luojing think that the immortal view belongs to the Sanguan Temple, but they do not know that the two are two different Taoist temples. And Yuan Daoren, the master of the immortal view, is the person who treats the people for free treatment in Sanguan Temple every Midyear Festival, and the misunderstanding will eventually become a conclusion.

There have always been few people in the Immortal Temple, and the people who pray for repentance are generally in the Sanguan Temple, and most of the Taoist priests meditate and participate in Zen or learn talismans. There was only one small Taoist priest sweeping the courtyard in the vestibule. Yan Huan walked in in broad daylight without any hindrance.

Because he was wearing a robe of the same clothes. The green robe is yellow and silky, and the feet are wrapped in white socks, which is similar to the Taoist priest in the immortal temple.

Yan Huan entered the hall and let out a strange chirp, and a moment later, a woodpecker flew in. Yan Huan confided a few words of bird language to it, and it began to walk on the ground.

Following the figure of the bird jumping and jumping, Yan Huan arrived at a side courtyard of Sanguan Temple. Only then did he know that the backyard of the Immortal Temple was connected to the Sanguan Temple.

The woodpecker finally jumped into the bell and drum tower before stopping. The bird looked at Yan Huan, as if at a loss.

Yan Huan browsed around and said loudly: "Come out, I know you're here." ”

There was no sound in the bell and drum tower.

The Sanyuan Emperor in the Sanguan Temple is enshrined in the main hall, and the other side halls are not dedicated to the gods. This bell and drum tower is dedicated to a statue of a god that Yan Huan doesn't know, a Taoist priest in Xuanguan Dharma clothes, about the size of a newborn baby.

Yan Huan showed a sneer: "Don't say that the one you are offering is your original body." If you can't be pure-hearted, don't ruin the reputation of Taoism. ”

There was a loud bang, and the mud tire that couldn't speak was waved hard by Yan Huan and fell to the ground.

"Come out, I'll let you out, don't you want my body the most?" Yan Huan suddenly seemed to be a different person, his expression was hideous, and his face was full of hatred. "It seems that you still want me to play with you."

He grabbed the tablet from the shrine and threw it at the woodpecker.

The woodpecker jumped back in fright, then leaned over and pecked tentatively, and when he saw that there was no danger, he pecked even more to his heart's content. The wooden sign with the name of the person written on it seemed to have become the tree it had inhabited in the first place, and it wanted to destroy all the moths inside.

In less than a stick of incense, the sauce-colored tablet was pecked out of thousands of small holes.

For this woodpecker, there is no difference between pecking wood, pecking at people's necks, and pecking spirit cards, the difference is who gives it instructions.

Soon, the inverted T-shaped wooden sign was about to be dismembered into pieces, and it wouldn't be long before it turned into sawdust.

A smile appeared on Yan Huan's face. "Old Dao, are you okay? You have taken away my divination and domesticated this bird, and you have tasted death on the beak of it. ”

Looking at the woodpecker's focused posture, Yan Huan's thoughts drifted far away, those past events seemed to be just yesterday, the people's pursuit, the master's advice, and the emperor's love.

He suddenly knelt on the ground and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Haha, the sky has eyes, finally let me find you." Master, Master, the apprentice will be here soon. When you get underground, Yan Huan will be your apprentice again, and this time, you will not be disappointed again. ”

Yan Huan suddenly laughed and cried, looking almost crazy.

The old monster who had been hiding in the spirit card for many days was experiencing the pain of a hundred birds pecking at his heart. This bird was domesticated by him, and he could fight a hundred, and countless people died under that bird's beak, and he swallowed countless evil spirits.

If it weren't for the destruction of his body, he would not have suffered such pain. In vain, he has hundreds of years of spiritual energy cultivation, but today he has to fly away under the beak of a bird. No, he was not reconciled. He has lived for one hundred and twenty years, and he can live another hundred years, two hundred years, five hundred years.

Perhaps it was this last of his mental power that condensed his aura that was on the verge of dissipation, and the old monster roared, causing a violent fluctuation of airflow. The ancient bell on the balcony was swept up, and a long bell rang out. (To be continued.) )