Blood slowly flowed down the ancient sword, dripping into a pool of blood on the ground.

Qi Zihuan looked at Huang Yifeng's immobile corpse, and did not feel guilty or self-blame, but was a little depressed.

That's not how the plan is.

Originally, he just wanted to find the ghost quietly, kill the ghost, call the police, and then wait leisurely to return to reality and have breakfast.

So after two hours of money, he didn't stop after changing into a layman's uniform, saying that he wanted to visit the monuments, and began to wander around the temple.

Huang Yifeng and Lin Daosheng have made a lot of money, repaired fake immortals, and moved a Taoist monk from Nuoda to the center of Taipei, and it is impossible for two fools to let a stranger run around in his old nest, so he specially arranged for two disciples, a man and a woman, to stay with them and follow them, and to do some explanation work by the way while monitoring.

Qi Zihuan was not in a hurry, sometimes asking about the meaning of the inscription on the back of the stone turtle, sometimes carefully looking at the couplets on the pillars of the temple, although he couldn't say anything to the two tour guides, his words were polite and alienated, which was also in line with his son's brother's personality.

There was no movement in several halls.

I didn't find anything strange in the room.

Male and female restrooms...... Well, at least everything is fine in the men's bathroom.

Qi Zihuan took the eighth master's step, observed and walked slowly all the way, and secretly searched carefully with the solar mirror, but never found the trace of the ghost fairy.

He quietly went to the Sanqing Hall to find a futon to sit down, and he didn't pay attention to his posture, but only said that he wanted to practice breathing exercises, so that people should not disturb.

There were not many people in the temple, and occasionally someone walked through the temple, and they only glanced at him curiously, and then returned to indifference to do their own thing.

Only the pair of male and female disciples shouldered the mission, and they didn't dare to leave, so they had to poke not far away and accompany them quietly.

No one paid attention to it, in the toilet cubicle where Qi Zihuan had just been, two small paper figures flashed out and acted separately.

Each room was inspected one by one, except for one room where two women were playing with an antique with the scientific name of a two-headed dragon, the rest were still unusual.

It didn't take long for almost all of the entire True Immortal Temple to be checked, but there was someone in the warehouse who couldn't check it carefully.

After the little paper man probed at the door, he found that the warehouse area was very large, and there were some miscellaneous items such as rice oil and pure water piled up against the wall around it, and the number was not too much, and a large space was vacant in the middle.

In the middle of the room, there are two oblong stone tablets, next to which there are tables and chairs, and a yellow-robed Taoist priest is sitting upright reading the scriptures.

Qi Zihuan knew in his heart that Xie Yali was here, but he didn't know if her sister was also there.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, but still felt that it was very possible to hide here, so he stood up lazily, brushed his clothes with a little disgust, and walked to the back of the hall.

The two disciples hurriedly followed, watching the young man stare around in a daze, but when he passed by the storeroom, he stopped, turned around and knocked on the door.

Even their junior disciples were strictly forbidden to enter the treasury of Guanzhong, and the male disciple hurriedly stepped forward to stop it: "Qi Jushi, this is the treasury of this Guanzhong, it is all piled up with some sundries, and there is nothing to visit. ”

"Ah, I just wanted to go into the warehouse and see if you have any clothes here. This sackcloth is uncomfortable! Qi Zihuan said a little unreasonably, raised his hand and knocked twice.

"Qi Jushi, outsiders are not allowed to enter this warehouse, please respect yourself." The male disciple's attitude hardened.

"Alright......"

Qi Zihuan snorted, and before he finished speaking, suddenly the door opened.

"Who are you?" The door was only opened by a crack, and a Taoist priest inside saw that he didn't know the person who came, and asked coldly.

The female disciple was afraid of punishment, so she hurriedly spoke: "This Qi Jushi was invited by Master Huang and Master Lin to stay in the meditation center. He was just looking around, and he didn't know the rules of the view, so he knocked on the door by mistake, and we left. ”

"This is not the place you should have come from, get out of here." The Taoist priest was expressionless and was about to close the door.

A shoe reached the crack in the door, and the door could not be closed.

Qi Zihuan smiled lightly and whispered, "I really want to go in and have a look." ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, took out a small wooden tower, and slapped his left hand three times at the tower.

Three bolts of lightning struck inside and outside the door.

The Taoist priest and the two disciples had never seen such a method, and they watched the golden-purple thunder light swim into their bodies and disappear, and then their eyes turned black and fell to the ground softly.

Qi Zihuan moved the three people who were in a state of paralysis into the warehouse, threw them in the corner, and walked to the stone tablet in the middle while clapping his hands.

The two steles are both one person high, one is engraved with dense ancient texts, and the other is engraved with a mess of circles and lines.

It is the content that Huang Huotu copied back from Academician Sheng Zuchang.

There are several small circular holes in the floor tiles pressed by the stone stele, and when you look down, you can only see darkness, which should be hollow.

Qi Zihuan frowned, although the floor tiles were pressed by the stone tablet and could not be uncovered at once, but at such a close distance, there was nothing he was looking for underground, which was still clearly certain.

It may be that the hollow floor echoes loudly, Xie Yali heard the sound of approaching footsteps, waited for a long time but no one spoke, so he asked, "Which disciple is it?" What's the matter? ”

"Immortal" is not in the true immortal view, which is a bit tricky.

I had to bait it again and wait for the fish to take the bait.

"I heard that the cultivation method of your True Immortal Concept can become a true immortal?" Qi Zihuan's tone was cold.

Xie Yali was in the darkness underground, unable to see the situation on the ground, when he suddenly heard the voice of a strange man and was startled.

"Who the hell are you?" She shouted, only to provoke a cough of her own.

"Qi Zihuan."

"Qi Zihuan?" Xie Yali doesn't like to see the supernatural, saying that he has never heard of this name, "How did you get in?" What about my disciples? ”

"Humph!" Qi Zihuan snorted heavily, "I, Qi Zihuan, have acted all my life, so why do I have to explain it to others!" ”

Xie Yali was forced to choke by this sentence, but he also estimated that the disciple who was on duty at the top must have been solved by this man.

Her brain tumor has grown extremely fast in the past six months, making her almost a waste person who needs the help of others to feed and scrub. The only thing I can do now is to delay as much time as possible, so that my two apprentices from my previous life can notice the abnormality and come in time.

She and her sister have cultivated for two lives, although they have all some fragmentary cultivation methods obtained from everywhere, but at least they still left the disciples with the art of refining the body and some hallucinogenic pills.

She believed that this man could not solve all of them silently.

"Are you also interested in cultivating and becoming an immortal?" Xie Yali said slowly, "My True Immortal View has no teachings, as long as you are sincere to the Tao, you can enter my view and practice with me." ”

"Can you really become an immortal?"

"I have already produced true immortals in my view, as long as you are willing to meditate and cultivate, you will know in the future."

"A great man once said that cultivating immortals should come from practice and go to practice." Qi Zihuan said seriously.

"So, I think it's better to take the true immortal out for a walk first."