The reason why Wang Yuanfang and Spitter were able to agree to go to the Emei faction so happily was because the Emei faction were all female disciples, and there were a few who were good-looking. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'm going to get justice!" Wang Yuanfang said indignantly: "Last time, I went out to buy water, and I was called a prodigal son by a nun!"

"I want justice for the king!" Spitter said indignantly.

"I also want to get justice for Wang Daoyou!" Qibao touched his shiny head and said indignantly.

"Let's go! Let's go into Maoshan Mountain! Wang Yuanfang was "moved" to pat these two brothers who were so righteous, shouted, and led the way to Maoshan at night.

Outside the food stalls, the lights are on. The night market in Maoshan is not as bright as in the big cities, the night is cold and windy, there are few pedestrians on the road, and the roadside business also closes early.

Perhaps, the biggest difference between the South and the North is in the middle of the night! While the northern street markets are in the dead of night, the southern nightlife is just beginning! But Wang Yuanfang and the three of them did not observe all this carefully. As soon as they got out of the hotel, they hurried to Maoshan Mountain!

"Qibao, how do you know that there is a path into Maoshan here?" The disciples of the Emei faction stayed in the palace in Maoshan, and it was night, and the disciples of Maoshan were guarding the gate, and the scattered cultivators would definitely not be able to enter.

Just as Wang Yuan looked at the closed Maoshan gate in the distance and was worried, Qibao behind him said that he knew that there was a path to bypass the closed gate and the children on duty in Maoshan climbed over the wall into Maoshan Mountain.

"Qibao, why are you so familiar with Maoshan?" Wang Yuanfang looked at the seven treasures that Zhilu knew, and asked suspiciously.

"Amitabha, I've been to Maoshan a few times, so the poor road is a little more familiar than the two!" Qibao said with his hands folded.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Yuanfang glared at Qibao and said dissatisfiedly. After two more trips, you can be so familiar with the terrain of Maoshan Mountain, and even know such a remote path? If you hadn't found out many times beforehand, the ghost wouldn't have believed it!

"Ahem!" Qibao coughed twice, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he smiled awkwardly and said: "There are three treasures in Maoshan that are bright in the world, namely Jiuyang Dust, Seven Stars Soul Collecting Banner, and Evil Sword, which makes Poor Dao curious......"

"So you went in and stole it?" Wang Yuanfang interrupted Qibao's words and asked.

"Amitabha, sin and sin!" Qibao clasped his hands together and recited the words, and then said: "The poor monk just wants to borrow a view, and he has never thought of taking it for himself!"

"Then do you see these three treasures?" Wang Yuanfang asked curiously.

"Jiuyang Dust is the ancestor of the dust in the world, it was stolen from Maoshan by gangsters in the early years, and its whereabouts are still unknown in the world, so I am afraid that the poor monk will not have this fate in this life!" Saying this, Shippo sighed leisurely.

"Did you see the other two?" Wang Yuanfang asked with a little weakness. After all, Jiuyang Fuchen was in his hands, but he didn't dare to say it. Because, once he divulges this secret, it is guaranteed that all spell cultivators in the world will come to him!

"Nope!" Speaking of this, Qibao said very angrily: "At that time, I had just entered Maoshan and was discovered by Ye Dayang, the head of Maoshan Mountain, if I hadn't run fast and my spells were passable, I would definitely have been caught by that old Taoist priest with a bull's nose!"

"What realm is your cultivation?" To be able to escape from the head of Maoshan must have a little skill!

"Amitabha, ashamed and ashamed, only a half-step Venerable cultivator!" Qibao said very modestly.

"What the hell?" Wang looked at Qibao in confusion from afar, what kind of cultivation is Venerable Cultivation, he has never heard of spells and this realm!

"Amitabha, sin and sin! They all complained that the poor monk didn't explain it clearly! Qibao folded his hands again and waved towards the king in the distance: "The half-step Venerable cultivation is equivalent to the half-step real person cultivation of your Taoist!"

"The cultivation of our Buddhism is divided into five realms: monks, heads, arhats, venerables, and monks, corresponding to your Taoist Taoist Taoists, Taoist priests, Taoist leaders, real people, and heavenly masters!" Shippo explained.

"I see!" Wang Yuanfang nodded and asked, "Master Qibao, how old are you?"

After hearing that the wild monk Qibao had a half-step real person cultivation, Wang Yuanfang was a lot more polite. Because, Wang Yuanfang only has a Taoist cultivation, but Qibao has a half-step real person cultivation, and there is no chance of winning when it comes to fighting!

"Amitabha, it's just a little more than a year old!" Qibao said modestly.

"It's amazing to have a half-step real person cultivation in your thirties!" Wang Yuanfang sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It's really not easy for you to come this far with a casual cultivator!" Among the three here, that is, your cultivation is the highest! ”

The thin old man Wang Daozi who Wang Yuanfang knew before was only a half-step real person in his fifties, if it weren't for Wang Yuanfang pulling the line to let Wang Daozi go on a blind date with that ghost aunt, the thin old man would definitely not be able to have a quasi-real person cultivation so quickly!

"What kind of cultivation are the two of you?" Qibao glanced at Wang Yuanfang and Spitter and asked. Because Wang Yuanfang used spirit talismans to cover up his cultivation, and Spitter also used their unique Western secret techniques to cover up his cultivation, Qibao couldn't see through Wang Yuanfang and Spitter's cultivation.

"I'm a Dao Elder Cultivator!" Wang Yuanfang pointed at Spitter and said, "He is a fighter cultivator, which is equivalent to the Taoist cultivator of Huaxia!"

"I'm a knight cultivator!" Spitter corrected: "My cultivation is equivalent to the cultivation of the Dao Master of Huaxia Spell!"

"The two of you are young, and you have a Taoist cultivation, which is really amazing!" This is Qibao's heart, give them ten years, who can guess how far these two young cultivators in front of them can go! Half-step real people? Quasi-real people? It's all possible!

"Alright, we're here, we'll flip in from here in a moment!" Unconsciously, Wang Yuanfang and the three of them had already come to the bottom of the outer wall of Maoshan Mountain. Qibao, who led the way in front of his head, made a silent tidy, pointed to the wall in front of him, and then said in a suppressed voice: "After turning in from here, there are Wanfu Palace, Yin Palace, Qianyuan Temple, Huayang Cave, and Jinniu Cave!"

"According to the custom, the disciples of the Emei faction should live in Wanfu Palace, and the treasure of Maoshan is hidden in Qianyuan Temple!" Qibao pressed his hand, motioned to Wang Yuanfang and Spitter to squat down and said, "Let's go to Wanfu Palace to talk to the junior sister of the Emei faction first, and then go to Qianyuan to take a look at the Seven Star Soul Banner and the Evil Divine Sword!"

"Good!" Wang Yuanfang and Spitter nodded, agreeing with what Qibao said. There is no way, people are familiar with Maoshan, so they can only listen to him, and Qibao's suggestion is very reasonable!

"Let's go!" Wang Yuanfang held Qibao's feet and lifted it up, Qibao jumped on the wall more than one zhang high with a bang, and then Wang Yuanfang jumped up and jumped up, and then the two reached out and grabbed Spitter, who was still stunned under the wall, and the three of them climbed over the wall and entered Maoshan together!