The fifteenth day of July in the third year of Longxing coincided with the cloudy moon of the evil moon, and early in the morning, the official road outside the city of Yuezhou was still deserted.

It's not that Tianmu Academy has sent so many heroic posts, all of them have been lost in the sea, just because most of the distant sects rushed to Tianmu Mountain a few days in advance, but it was the Yuezhou Qinglian Temple and the Ghost Hunting Seven Divisions that were all within easy reach, and they didn't leave until the last day.

Qinglian Temple has a long history, and the Seventh Division has only been open for a little more than a year, and it can come out of the south gate of Yuezhou, but the two teams show the opposite momentum and style of their respective "heritage".

There are more than 100 people in the ghost hunting seven divisions in front, the cars are sparkling, the horses are Xiaoxiao, the swords and spiritual weapons are all on the waist, and the people of Yuezhou are sending each other, and the dust is not visible to the moat.

The two Taoist priests of Qinglian Temple, an old man and a young man who followed behind, were listlessly riding two thin donkeys upside down - the reason why they rode the donkey upside down was not to pretend to be profound, but it was really the people and horses in front of them who raised a large amount of dust, and in order not to make a disgrace, they had to do it.

More than a mile out of the city, the people who saw them off gradually retreated, and Bu'an saw two Taoist priests of Qinglian Temple from a distance, so he restrained the people and horses, and waited for them to come forward.

The Seven Divisions are all from Yuezhou, and they are naturally very familiar with the only cultivation sect in the city, the Qinglian Temple, not to mention that among the people who came, the old Taoist who was nearly sixty years old was He Manzi, the master of the Qinglian Temple.

In the past, this viewer was a hermit master in Yuezhou City, and he had always been holding a shelf in front of the group of idle people in the Seven Divisions, but now the situation has changed, and the "masters" are also a little unsure of the tone - to put it bluntly, this group of people has gone to Qimin Road, no matter their spirit, strength, net worth, and cultivation, they are all incomprehensible.

At this time, I saw a young junior sitting on horseback, smiling politely, but he had a momentum that people did not dare to underestimate, and He Guan guessed that this must be the "Seven Sibu Masters" who have become famous for more than a year.

I think that at the beginning, I heard that there was a scholar in Tianmu Mountain, who wrote good poems, but he wanted to catch ghosts in Yuezhou City as a business, He Manzi also felt ridiculous, but then he suddenly realized that if he had the ability to turn stone into gold, where in the world was not a training ground?

"I have admired the name of Bu Ye for a long time, and I will finally see ...... today" He Manzi smiled all over his face, arched his hand from afar, and secretly shouted in his heart: There is a way that one person becomes an immortal, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, these waste materials that should be rotten in the corners can also have today, which shows that this Bu Ye is extraordinary.

Bu'an listened to the people calling this Taoist priest "He Guan Lord", so he looked a little longer, and asked about the whereabouts of "He Qiqiong" He Daochang.

He Manzi didn't know what to ask, but he just put gold on the face of the Seven Divisions, saying that in the past six months, even if the evil moon has become more and more prosperous, Yuezhou Mansion is much more peaceful than the surrounding boundaries, and the people have rumored that it is the ghost hunting Seven Divisions that are famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and under the protection of prestige, even ghosts and demons have to temporarily avoid the edge.

Everyone in the Seven Divisions heard the light on their faces, and they were honored one by one, but Bu An knew that this rumor was not groundless - once he rubbed the ghost spirit, he would be completely wiped out, and there was no possibility of doing evil, and he had the longest days of catching ghosts in Yuezhou, and the frequency of haunting here was naturally lower than elsewhere.

The people of Yuezhou knew it but didn't know why, but it was the prestige of the Seven Divisions that deterred the demons, and because of this, the Seven Divisions went out of the city today, and the rumors were not revealed in advance, and the people spontaneously sent them out of the city.

The people and horses went all the way south, Bu An deliberately walked slower, and He Manzi dragged them at the end of the team, and occasionally inadvertently, there was always a sentence by sentence to inquire about the news of another "He Daochang".

He Manzi is simply old and refined, no matter how Bu An asks, he always does not leak, it seems that he does not know much about He Qiqiong's life, let alone where he is now.

Bu An faintly felt a little strange. These two people have the same surname He, and they have both been Taoist priests in Qinglian Temple for decades, and it is really hard to believe that they have nothing to do with it.

Passing through Liudian Town halfway, Bu An deliberately talked about the old things, but when he saw that He Guanzhu's expression was no different, he felt that he was too careful, so he no longer dwelled on this matter.

At this time, it is getting closer and closer to Tianmu Mountain, and Bu'an is inevitably a little thoughtful, remembering the scene of going down the mountain with Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Sister Lou in April last year. Since then, he has never returned to the academy, and the academy is probably best left without him as a disciple.

It's strange to say, Bu'an has traveled so far, met Linglong Fang, Wei Seventeen, Hangzhou Song Family, Qufu Academy and even Lingyin Temple and Kaiyuan Temple, no matter which force, they all have more or less some recruitment, wooing or goodwill to him, but Tianmu Academy is afraid of him, and today the marriage contract has become a piece of waste paper, and he has to embarrass him with other things.

As soon as he thought of this, Bu An was also a little crying and laughing.

I was going to be Zhao Mingyue, but the bright moon shone in the ditch - at the beginning, he also got into the pile of old papers, hoping for the favor of the Confucian heroes, but unfortunately he copied "Fixing the Storm" outside the Star Palace, which caused the aura to fill the mountains and fields, but he didn't catch any of them...... The mood at that time was the same as it was now.

A group of more than 100 people, finally came to the town of Rudai at the foot of Tianmu Mountain, compared to the appearance of Bu'an leaving more than a year ago, the town is really lively, obviously related to today's hero conference.

The carriage and horses were temporarily sent, and the mother was left to wait in the town, and the rest of the people went up the mountain on foot. When bypassing the dense forest under the mountain, Bu An couldn't help but take a few more looks, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but think, if he returned to this bamboo forest, lay on that big bluestone, and slept again, would he return to the world without demons, ghosts, gods, and evil moons?

Qingshan was closest to him, and when he saw that his expression was different, he asked softly, "But Childe remembered a dream of yellow sorghum in the forest again?"

The allusions about the secret realm of this bamboo forest, even in Tianmu Academy, have not been taken seriously, but with the spread of the reputation of Tianmu Bu Dao talent, he has not been out of the forest for seven days, and the story of claiming to have a dream for 20 years has also spread throughout the south of the Yangtze River.

Because this story spread widely, Qingshan asked naturally, and did not deliberately avoid people, and everyone in the Seven Divisions looked at Bu'an one after another when they heard the words, and their eyes were full of curiosity that could not be hidden.

"I don't know if Zhou's dream is Hu Die's and Hu Die's dream is Zhou's?" Bu'an smiled, and regardless of everyone's surprise, he walked onto the stone steps of the mountain road.

Qingshan and Manqiu looked at each other and smiled, and followed. Although the people of the Seven Divisions did not have as much knowledge as Qingshan and Song Manqiu, after all, they were all scholars, and naturally knew the allusions of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, so they all laughed and climbed the stairs.

Turning a mountain, the eyes suddenly opened up, a blue lake across the eyes, is the mirror lake under the mountain.

And the high place is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the big hall of the eaves and arches is the Tianmu Mountain Point Star Palace.