In front of Chaoyin Temple, Meng Qiuyu hugged the bewitching young man, followed by Zhao Feng, who was sweating profusely. The car couldn't enter the peak where the temple was located, and the two of them rushed all the way from the foot of the mountain, with Meng Qiuyu's physique, they naturally didn't feel tired, but Zhao Feng was sweating hot and panting.

Although the temple is also open to tourists, it is only open to the public on weekends, and the temple doors are closed on weekdays.

Zhao Feng stepped forward and knocked on the door for a moment, the temple door opened, and a young monk in a gray monk's robe walked out.

"What do the two donors do?" The young monk looked at the two and asked, his eyes glancing at the demonic youth in Meng Qiuyu's arms, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This friend was sick and he sent us here." Meng Qiuyu said.

"Wait a minute, you two, I'll report to the abbot at once." The young monk nodded, turned around and closed the temple door again.

A moment later, the sound of chaotic footsteps came, and the temple door opened, and there was an old monk in his sixties, wearing a red robe, with kind eyebrows, and behind him there were four middle-aged monks in addition to the young monks. As for the other person, Meng Qiuyu looked at it twice, with a medium stature, short black hair, and a large crimson birthmark on the left side of his face, which looked very terrifying and a little hideous.

Meng Qiuyu nodded secretly in his heart, presumably this person was the ghost face in the mouth of the demonic young man.

"The two donors, Lao Qu is the abbot of this temple, Qingchen, can you let Lao Qu check the donor's condition first?" The old monk glanced at the unconscious demonic youth, looked at Meng Qiuyu with gentle eyes and said.

"Yes." Meng Qiuyu nodded, and handed the demonic youth to the two middle-aged monks who stepped forward.

"Can you tell the old man that you met this benefactor there?" The old monk continued to ask.

"My name is Meng Qiuyu, and the friend behind you must know me." Meng Qiuyu didn't talk nonsense, his eyes fell on the birthmark man, and he smiled faintly.

The birthmark man's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the old monk, and then the old monk smiled: "Since it is the master of Meng Shi, you might as well enter the temple for a while, this temple is simple, but there is also good oolong tea." ”

"It's disrespectful, and I'm just a little thirsty." Meng Qiuyu smiled slightly.

Subsequently, Meng Qiuyu and the two entered the temple with a group of monks, bypassed the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and came to a row of meditation rooms.

Abbot Qingchen motioned to the two middle-aged monks to bring the demonic young man into the meditation room in the middle, turned to look at Meng Qiuyu and said, "Master Meng, please go to the guest room and wait, the old man will take a look at the donor's condition first, and then accompany the donor to drink tea." ”

Meng Qiuyu nodded, and followed the little monk into another meditation room, while Monk Qingchen and his party entered the meditation room in the middle.

"Boss, it's weird here, the person with the birthmark on his face looks a little hateful." After the little monk left, Zhao Feng looked at Meng Qiuyu and whispered.

"Wait a minute, no matter what happens, don't interfere, the monks here are all masters, and with your strength, you can't beat the little monk." Meng Qiuyu said with a smile.

"Ahh Boss, listening to you, I feel that there is a strange panic here, I have been here with friends before, I didn't expect this temple to be so evil, it won't be all martial arts masters here, right? Zhao Feng wiped a cold sweat, a little lacking in confidence.

Meng Qiuyu smiled faintly and didn't explain too much. I was also puzzled in my heart, this Chaoyin Temple was by no means unusual, the abbot of Qingchen was a top master, and he was the strongest person Meng Qiuyu had encountered after returning to Huaxia, and the strength realm of the Xuanjie High Stage was only one realm lower than himself. And that birthmark man also has the strength of the middle stage of the Xuan Rank, such a combination of strength, I am afraid that some big families may not be able to have it.

After waiting for about half an hour, Meng Qiuyu looked at the door of the guest room, and then, the door opened, and the birthmark man walked into the guest room alone.

Staring at Meng Qiuyu, the birthmark man spoke: "You can call me Ghost Face, you seem to be very interested in the black token in Jin Ye's hand, tell me, what do you know?" ”

"I just think that token is a little familiar, because I've seen a piece of the same thing before, but it's a golden token." Meng Qiuyu chuckled.

Ghost Face's face changed in shock, and he stepped forward and asked urgently, "Where have you seen it?" In whose hands is that token? ”

"If you tell me where the token came from and who you are, then I'll tell you everything I know."

"I heard Long Feng say that Meng Gongzi is extraordinary, then I'll learn first." The ghost face was slightly stunned, and instantly burst out with a powerful momentum, and before the words fell, the momentum in the middle of the Xuan Rank was overshadowed by Meng Qiuyu.

Meng Qiuyu's expression did not move, and the momentum of the middle stage of the same Xuan Rank faced the ghost face, the two momentum clashed, and under the strong recoil force, Meng Qiuyu took half a step back, and the ghost face took a step back.

With a loud shout, the ghost face bounced up on the spot, his arms swinged into fists, and the sharp fist wind had already blasted towards Meng Qiuyu's face, leaving no room for the same and attacking with all his might.

Meng Qiuyu didn't move at all, the Thunder Divine Fist turned into a heavy fist shadow, and the sound of thunder exploded, and he took all the attacks of the ghost face, shaking the ghost face and retreating, and his body shook a few times before he stood firm.

The shock on his face gradually turned into surprise, and the ghost took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of Meng Qiuyu, looked at Meng Qiuyu with burning eyes, and said excitedly: "Presumably you must be the young master?" The Twelve Evil Lords of the Shadow Clan welcome the return of the young master. ”

Meng Qiuyu looked at the excited ghost face with a puzzled expression, and said with a wry smile: "Are you mistaken?" I'm not the Young Master of the Shadow Clan. ”

"You can't be wrong, since you have learned the authentic Xuantian Nine Transformations of your clan, you must be a personal disciple personally selected by the ancestor. If the subordinates' guess is correct, that golden token is what the white-eyed ancestor let you see. Ghost Face said with a firm face.

"White-eyed Ancestor? Are you talking about an old gentleman who is not tall, somewhat hunchbacked, with white hair and white eyebrows? Meng Qiuyu asked.

Ghost Face nodded hurriedly, and respectfully clenched his fists and said: "Although my subordinates haven't seen the ancestor for almost twenty years, the ancestor is indeed white-haired and white-eyebrowed, exactly the same as described in the young master's mouth. ”

Meng Qiuyu secretly smiled bitterly, bent down to hold up the ghost face and smiled: "Actually, I don't know which old gentleman's name is at all, and he never talks to me about his identity, nor does he recognize me as an apprentice." ”

"Young master, the ancestor is unpredictable and profound, and he has never had a personal disciple, since his old man passed on the Nine Transformations of Xuantian to you, it means that his old man has acquiesced to you as an apprentice, then you are the young master of his clan."

"I'll talk about this young master later, can you tell me what happened to the Shadow Clan in your mouth?" Meng Qiuyu smiled slightly and spoke.

Ghost Face hesitated for a moment, bowed down and said, "Young Master, this matter is not a subordinate master, and you need to ask the Sect Master of Qingchen." ”

At this moment, a cough came from outside the door, and then the door of the guest room opened again, and the abbot of Qingchen walked in with a string of prayer beads in his hand. Behind him, followed by a purple-haired demonic youth, the young man's face was slightly pale, but the eyes exposed outside the purple hair flashed with excitement.

With his hands clasped together, Monk Qingchen bent down in the face of Meng Qiuyu, and said in his mouth: "The Fourth Sect Master of Shadows, Qingchen, greets the young master. ”

"The Twelve Evil Monarchs are crazy to meet the young master." The purple-haired young man knelt on one knee and spoke excitedly.

"Hurry up, two of you." Meng Qiuyu smiled slightly, no longer hypocritical, and watched the two raise their arms.

"Abbot Qingchen, you must have heard the conversation I had with Ghost Face just now, my young master's name is not right, and my words are not good, I hope the three of you can take back your name for me. Maybe I have some relationship with you, but the old man who taught me kung fu didn't take me as an apprentice. Meng Qiuyu looked at the three of them and said with a chuckle.

"The world is like chess, the sea of people is vast, since the young master and the ancestor have a fate, that is fate. Buddhism pays attention to six causes, four fates, and five fruits. Abbot Qingchen said with a smile on his face.

Meng Qiuyu nodded and smiled, and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't say more." Abbot Qingchen, if any old man who taught me kung fu is the ancestor of your Shadow Clan, I don't know where his old man is now? ”

Abbot Qingchen and Ghost Face glanced at each other, then shook their heads and sighed: "The Ancestor has not appeared for twenty years, and we are waiting for the Ancestor to return to this vast world on the orders of the Ancestor to protect the secrets of the Shadow Clan and the dragon vein inherited from Huaxia for generations. ”

Meng Qiuyu was shocked in his heart, and once again heard that a major secret was also designed to the dragon vein of the Huaxia inheritance, and he became more and more curious in his heart.

Abbot Qingchen glanced at Zhao Feng, who had been staying quietly behind Meng Qiuyu, and said, "Young Master, my subordinates will tell you these things slowly, and now my subordinates still want to ask the young master for help." ”

"Oh, let's hear it." Meng Qiuyu said.

ps: Today I actually closed the push, brothers flowers to support it.