At this time, the golden bottle had already turned into a purple light and disappeared into the night sky.

"The sound is still the most proficient in the golden bottle..."

Zhang Liang glanced at the starry sky in the distance, then shook his head, and fell his gaze on Li Xun, who was already dead, although the other party was a little arrogant, but the Taoism was indeed quite profound.

After leaving the hill, Zhang Liang returned to the direction of Tianshui Village, and saw a blue light in the direction of Tianshui Ruined Village from a distance, and then quickly disappeared.

"Amitabha, since ancient times, love debts have been the most difficult to repay..."

Zhang Liang muttered in a low voice, and did not stay any longer later, returning to the Tianshui Inn to rest.

The next day, Zhang Liang simply went to Qilitong with Ghost Li and others, although the latter was a little resistant, but he didn't really stop it, and even Xiaobai didn't know what he was thinking.

After walking along the trail for a while, a high mountain shaped like a horse's head appeared in front of several people, and after Xiaobai led the way through a narrow mountain road that only allowed one person to walk, the group finally came to Qilitong, where the Miao people lived.

Surrounded by mountains, but there is a flat and open land, a number of houses with the flavor of the Miao people rise from the ground, or built by the mountains, or closely connected, and there is a clear stream, originating from the deep mountains in the distance, from this piece of paradise-like land, meandering through, many Miao houses, built on both sides of the stream.

Zhang Liang and the others walked forward, and the crowd gradually increased, and it became more and more lively, but most of the conversations were prophecies of the Miao people themselves, and they couldn't understand them at all.

Through Xiaobai, Ghost Li learned that the person who could use the technique of resurrection was actually the great wizard of the Miao people, and the great wizard lived on the altar halfway up the mountain.

The altar has a high status among the tribes in the southern Xinjiang region, and the great wizard is the highest authority in the tribe, like a god, and is deeply loved by the clansmen.

Before heading to the altar, Ghost Li stopped Zhang Liang's figure and asked with an indifferent expression, "What are you here for, are you here to stop me?"

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "The ghost is too careful, the poor monk just wants to visit the great wizard of the Miao people, and he will never hinder you from saving people... Since ancient times, there has been a lot of hatred, and this hatred is endless, and I hope that the donor can get what he wants!"

Ghost Li snorted coldly, but he no longer stopped Zhang Liang, and walked towards the altar halfway up the mountain with Xiaobai and Xiaoshen.

They were stopped by Miao soldiers stationed at the foot of the mountain, dressed in the normal Miao clothes, except that they had a wooden armor made of tough wooden rattan on their chests and held long-handled spears in their hands.

The Miao soldiers glanced at the three of them, especially Xiao Bai and Zhang Liang for a long time, after all, a beauty and a monk naturally attracted people's attention, and then the two chattered a lot of words.

Ghost Li glanced at Xiaobai, and the other party couldn't help but shake his head, saying that he had been locked up for so many years, and he didn't know what these words meant.

A lot of Miao people gathered around, and just as it was getting more and more noisy, a thick and majestic voice sounded, suppressing the noise around them.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Liang saw a group of Miao people walking down the mountain, seven or eight strong Miao warriors, and an old man who looked to be in his early fifties walked down.

"The patriarch of the Miao people, Tu Ma Gu!" Zhang Liang groaned in his heart, and then watched the old man slowly walk down with a calm expression.

Fortunately, the old man knew the language of Middle-earth, and although he was not very fluent, after some conversation, he finally understood the purpose of the ghost, and went up the mountain to ask the great wizard what he meant.

As a result, a dramatic scene took place at the foot of the mountain.

Xiaobai competed with many strong Miao men for drinking power, causing a commotion, and even the monkey Xiao Gray also liked the things in this cup.

Zhang Liang even tasted the homemade liquor of the Miao people under the gaze of the ghost in surprise, and found that it was indeed extremely spicy.

Miao Ren didn't seem to expect that the monk would actually drink, and they coaxed one after another, but Xiaobai alone had already solved everyone, but she also fell drunk on the ghost Li's body, and it seemed that she had drunk a lot.

The patriarch Tu Ma Gu came back from the altar at this time, and when he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but look ugly, but he didn't have a seizure, but came to Zhang Liang and the others, passed down the words of the great wizard, and let them go up.

Ghost Li glanced at the drunk Xiaobai and the calm Zhang Liang, frowned slightly, and then didn't say anything, and slowly walked towards the altar.

Zhang Liang looked at the drunken Miao warriors around him, couldn't help but call a Buddha horn, and then followed the ghost Li and walked to the altar.

As soon as he entered the altar, a dark feeling enveloped him, completely different from the sunny world outside, on the walls of the altar, there was a faint red color, which looked like it was smeared with blood, which made Ash feel a little uneasy and squeaked twice.

In the deepest part of the altar, there was a stone room, and the patriarch Tu Ma Gu led the three of them into the stone room, and they saw at a glance the figure of a rickety sitting in front of the fire with his back to the mouth of the stone room.

Zhang Liang took a deep look at the rickety figure, and said silently in his heart: This is the Great Wizard? After all, that figure looked extremely old from behind, but from Tu Magu's respectful gaze, he affirmed his thoughts.

After Tu Ma Gu said goodbye and left, Ghost Li slowly came to the side of the great wizard, sat down according to the words, his expression was obviously a little nervous, Zhang Liang naturally knew why he was nervous, after all, it was about whether Baguio could be resurrected.

Due to Xiaobai's drowsiness, the great wizard did not agree to Ghost Li's request this time, Ghost Li sighed helplessly, his expression was a little lost, and he helped Xiaobai to leave slowly, but he didn't care about Zhang Liang who stayed.

The elder voice of the Great Wizard sounded: "Young man, you haven't left for a long time, isn't there something wrong with you?"

Zhang Liang clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the little monk does have a question and wants to ask for advice, and I hope the great wizard can solve his doubts." ”

When the Great Wizard heard Zhang Liang's voice, he was slightly stunned, then turned around and looked at him curiously.

At this time, Zhang Liang saw the appearance of the great wizard clearly, and the fire shone on his wrinkles, as if the deep rings carved by the years, but from his eyes, the light of wisdom could occasionally be seen.

"Young man, what's wrong with you?"

The Great Wizard looked at Zhang Liang curiously, such a young monk who came out of the dust, he thought that he should be a senior monk in the Tianyin Temple in Middle Earth.

Zhang Liang arched his hand at the Great Wizard, and asked calmly: "The little monk wants to know, about the specific situation of the beast demon, I hope the Great Wizard can explain it in detail." ”

"Beast Demon!"

The Great Wizard was shocked, and looked at Zhang Liang with a shocked expression, obviously not expecting that this young monk would ask such a question.