Light a fire in the Taoist temple and roast chicken, if the Sanqing Taoist Ancestor has a spirit in the sky, he will definitely be angry.

But looking at the appearance of the young man, he was not embarrassed at all.

"Almost." The young man kept rolling the roast chicken on the flame, and only after the chicken skin was golden and the drops of grease were dripping down, he took the roast chicken from the bonfire with satisfaction and said with a smile.

Tear and pull!

A chicken leg was torn off, and the boy began to taste his meal.

However, at this moment, from the outside world, in the ice and snow, there was a sudden faint sound, and two voices blew along the cold wind.

"Miss Lin, you and I have no chance, why do you want to hold me so hard?" The first voice to sound was a middle-aged man's voice.

In the voice, there was also a magnetism, which clearly fell on the young man's ears along the cold wind.

The middle-aged man's voice just fell, and another voice sounded, this time it was a cold and beautiful female voice that was more beautiful than Zhi Hanmei:

"Wang Chongyang, since you don't want to marry this girl, then why did you want to be with this girl in the first place! Today, if you don't give this girl an explanation, this girl will never let you go! ”

Cracking sound!

The voices of the two men and women rose and fell, constantly echoing in the ice and snow, and there was a crisp sound intertwined.

In the boundless snowflakes, two blurred figures gradually fell into the eyes of the young man in the Taoist temple.

The young man looked at it, only to see two elegant figures shuttling through the snow, one was a middle-aged man, although he was not young, but he had a mature charm, and the other was a cold and peerless woman.

Dressed in green clothes, he is beautiful, but in his demeanor, there is an indescribable coldness, which is three points better than ice and snow.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

The two of them were extremely fast, and each time they clashed, they brought about an unimaginable fluctuation, knocking out all the snowflakes around them, and not a single snowflake could fall on them.

The woman's moves are extremely graceful, and when her fists dance, her fists and palms are like a beautiful woman dancing.

The man's moves are much more plain, not alarming, and the tricks are not the slightest fancy, but they are extraordinary, and all his skills are condensed in his palm.

Although the two are fighting, they are obviously not enemies of life and death.

When making moves, they all deliberately reserved three or four points of leeway.

Boom!

Another muffled sound sounded, and the woman's posture danced, and a punch hit the middle-aged man, wrapping up countless snowflakes.

The man's figure flickered, and his slender body shook as he avoided the woman's pink fist.

Let this move hit the void with a powder punch.

In an instant, he broke away from the battle group and rushed towards the young man's Taoist temple, the speed was extremely fast, and in a few breaths, he had already landed on the courtyard wall of the Taoist temple.

"Wang Chongyang, you don't want to escape." The woman let out a coquettish shout, and her figure flickered, chasing after her.

Her light skills are also extremely good, and she catches up after a short time.

Sou! Sou!

The two of them landed in the courtyard of the Taoist temple almost in equal order, and the heavy soles of their feet fell in the snow-covered courtyard, but they only left four very shallow footprints.

Syllable!

The woman made another move, the jade palm flipped over, and countless snowflakes fell on her snow-white and delicate jade palm, the white snow condensed, and quickly turned into a three-foot-long, sword-shining long sword, and the long sword turned into snow slashed out, and a sword slashed towards the man.

The sword blade formed by the condensation of snowflakes should have no power at all, but in the hands of this woman, it was like a heirloom weapon.

A sword slashed down, and when he landed, he smashed all the thin snowflakes in front of him and fell towards the man.

If this sword is implemented, even if it will not be fatal, it will probably leave a clearly visible red mark on the man's extremely attractive face.

Alas! Facing the woman's sword blade, the man known as Wang Chongyang sighed heavily in his heart and pushed his hands flat.

A simple push, but it contained a taste of great ingenuity, and he flipped his palms and swiped towards the snow sword in the woman's hand.

Syllable!

A crisp sound sounded, shaking the snowflakes that had been falling above the sky.

The woman's snow sword fell into the man's palm, and the two sides stirred each other with internal forces through this long sword turned into snow.

Boom!

Gradually, the woman's snow-white face turned red, and a hint of blush surged on the man's fair face.

Eventually, a long sword made of snow in his hand snapped and turned into snow again.

However, the two figures trembled and took three steps back.

"Wang Chongyang, suffer death!" The woman screamed and wanted to strike again. The man smiled wryly, ready to take the call.

"Hey, I said two, do you really think this is your home?" A somewhat helpless voice sounded, echoing in the ears of the man and woman, stopping their tense atmosphere.

"This is my home, it belongs to me, if you want to flirt and scold, you can go home and fight, if you want to fight to the death, you can also go out and fight slowly, but don't fight on my territory!"

"Is that okay?"

When the two of them heard this, they remembered that there was another person here, and they couldn't help but be a little embarrassed for a while.

Turning his head, he saw that the little Taoist priest caught in the corner of his eye just now had raised his head at some point, and was looking at them helplessly.

"Haha," the man let out a burst of laughter, "Little brother, Wang has offended, and I hope that little brother will not care." ”

As he spoke, he strode towards the main hall.

The woman heard the master of the place speak, and also walked towards the main hall.

After a short time, the men and women who had just fought on the other side sat down in front of the bonfire lit by the young man and began to roast the fire.

But there is still some embarrassment between each other.

"Little brother is the owner of this Taoist temple?" The man passed his name, "In Xia Wang Chongyang, I bothered today." ”

"Lin Chaoying." The woman in the green dress said coldly.

The young man smiled and said, "This Taoist temple was passed on to me by my father, and I guess I will pass it on to my son or something in the future!" ”

"Can a Taoist priest get married?" Lin Chaoying's beautiful eyes showed a hint of suspicion, and asked thoughtfully.

The young man nodded with a smile and said: "Of course Taoist priests can get married, what can't be married is the Quanzhen Dao that has absorbed some of the teachings of Buddhism, our family is from the same family, and we don't need to be bound by the rules and precepts, as long as there is a Tao in our hearts, it is enough." ”

"I see." Wang Chongyang, the future founding patriarch of the Quanzhen Sect, heard these words and nodded thoughtfully.

"You don't need to be bound by the rules and precepts, so you can also make a fire in the Taoist temple?"

The young man laughed and said, "It is enough to have the Tao in your heart, and what the Tao is, the Tao is nothing!" In that case, why should I care what these clay and wood sculptures think? ”