Yue Jianhong, the lord of Nanyang Temple, turned over from the couch, beside him there were two little Taoist priests who were waiting for the dishes, and they were staggered by him, and the spars healed in the jade plate, and the delicious fruits were all overturned, rolling all over the ground, and the two Taoist children were inexplicably frightened, bowed down, and kowtowed to apologize.

"What are you talking about! Xu Feng didn't hide, he was trapped in the Immortal Prison Formation by the Daomen seniors, haha...... Dao Ancestor Shengming, sure enough, the wicked have their own heavenly retribution. ”

In the dormitory, the long-standing and jade master of Yuemen, wearing only a pure white shirt, swayed, with the spirit of a young man, in front of him stood a middle-aged Taoist priest who reported the news.

"You, go and inform the disciples of the hall, at any cost, inquire carefully about me, see how that guy offended the saint in the door, the more carefully the better, we have to add firewood to him, so that he will never be able to live beyond his life, haha......"

Seeing that Tsing Yi's trial was imminent, Yue Jianhong didn't want to make any mistakes and met this enemy in the battle of Taixu Palace. In order to find Xu Feng, Nanyang Guan has sent a large number of disciples for several days, and now there is finally news, which is still unexpected good news.

Yue Jianhong was in a good mood, and he didn't blame the two Taoist boys, and with a wave of his white sleeves, a spar on the ground flew into his palm. Yue Jianhong urged the true yuan, and the spar in his hand instantly turned into green smoke, and the pure vitality collected from the Tianfeng Mountain Range, not a drop of it leaked, penetrated the meridians, and injected into the secluded mansion.

The injury is almost healed, if nothing else, as a rising star in the key cultivation of the Daomen, it should be a sure thing to be shortlisted for the Taixu Palace.

Also got this disappearance, there is also a sect from Lingnan, these sword-wielding disciples are quite resentful in their hearts, because they can't kill the enemy, but they can only sigh and put this matter down. Because in front of the Prison Immortal Array, they are also powerless, and being able to achieve the ideal ranking in the Tsing Yi test and occupy a place in the cultivation world where countless geniuses have risen is the most important thing at present.

Yingdu Six Avenue View, in addition to the Sanqing General Altar and Nanyang View, the Huanglong View is the most special.

There are not many disciples in Huanglongguan, and the area is not too wide, but the Taoist priests in the temple practice runes one by one, and the gods are even more numerous, and more importantly, there is a true god in Huanglongguan, that is, the Taoist Heavenly Master who has been practicing for hundreds of years, Wu Ming.

Yue Jianhong led several disciples of Guanzhong, prepared a generous gift, and according to the news obtained in advance, he came to Huanglong Guan to ask Xun.

"Has the news been released?" asked the Yuemen Lord coldly.

"Senior brother, rest assured, Xu Feng's evil deeds in Lingnan have been known to the entire capital, and the slander of the Daomen in Tianhuoyu has aroused the hatred of the disciples of the Six Great Dao Sects. The young Taoist priest who replied shook his head a little helplessly and said: "It's really cheap, you can enjoy your old age in the Immortal Prison Array, if he reappears in Yingdu at this moment, this is called a good show, without our Nanyang Guan hands, the saliva of the Daomen can drown him." ”

A light smile flashed on Yue Jianhong's face, the position of the master of the Sixth Great Dao of Yingdu can not be shaken by a Yunmeng cultivator, don't blame Dao Ye for being ruthless, just blame you Xu Feng's life is not good.

When the group left, Zhu Zhi and Zhong Er were already standing quietly on the street dozens of zhang away, and they could have followed directly, but Zhong Er's realm was limited, and it was easy for them to find out.

According to the direction of travel, Zhu Zhi found that the target turned out to be the Huanglongguan, which had always been indisputable with the world.

"Let's go, nothing good will come of them out. Zhu Zhi turned around and walked back in the direction of the Sanqing General Altar.

Zhong Er said, "Can't find any news?"

Zhu Zhi's resolute square face actually showed a hint of a smile, maybe he hadn't smiled for a long time, it seemed a bit far-fetched, and in addition, it was also ugly.

"Stealing chickens doesn't make rice. Zhu Zhi said.

Looking at the strange expression of the Great Dao Shi, Zhong Er was puzzled.

"It's okay if you want to watch the play, but you can only follow it from a distance, I'm going back to meditate and practice. Dao Shi said, walked a few steps, and then turned back and said: "It is said that with your heart, cultivation should be able to go further, and I will send you a few sentences of law when I go back." ”

Zhong Er nodded again and again, and sure enough, he followed the few arrogant Taoist priests and walked towards the vicinity of Huanglongguan.

The gatekeeper disciples of Huanglongguan saw that in recent years, the Taoist Gate was in the limelight, and hurriedly greeted him, respectfully bowed, asked Senior Brother Yue about his intentions, and at the same time beckoned people to report to the master.

Yue Jianhong is the master of Nanyang Temple, dressed in gray, so he naturally deserves this kind of courtesy, nods slightly, and enters the view.

The mountain gate of Huanglongguan, not as majestic as Nanyang Temple, there are Shinto, there are Huabiao, and there is a towering gatehouse, full of majesty, there is only a simple high platform built up of bluestone here, a square attic on the high platform, it looks a little dilapidated, but it seems like a real place of Qing cultivation.

Zhong Er watched those people enter the Taoist temple from a distance, and wanted to continue to explore along the stone steps, but thinking that Senior Brother Yue and those fierce and vicious fellow disciples, he really didn't want to see their faces, so he stood in the forest under the stone steps and waited for news.

The Lord of Huanglong Guan is a small old man with a beard more than a foot long, his steps are light, and his walk is trembling, which makes people worry that he will fall down at any time. Of course, this is only the surface, otherwise we would not be able to be the master of this view.

The little old man was very polite, but his eyes swept over the gifts brought by the disciples of Nanyang Guan, and said: "The so-called three treasure halls are not allowed to do anything, I don't know if Lord Yueguan is here, what is the teaching?"

Yue Jianhong said: "Senior Brother Kuxuan smiled, I asked my disciples to prepare a thin gift when the New Year is approaching, come to see you, and the same sect can learn from each other." ”

The withered old way is really well deserved, and it is really like a piece of decayed rotten wood, whether it is clothing or face, it is extremely old, like a character who has walked down from an old painting a hundred years ago.

The six major views of Yingdu, except for the Sanqing General Altar that dominates the Daomen, the Nanyang Temple has the most powerful financial resources, and the Huanglongguan cultivators have the highest realm, and the two Taoist temples compete in secret, and they look down on each other.

Nanyang can't look at the pedantic and lonely Huanglongguan, as the grand view of Yingdu, it is nameless in the hearts of ordinary believers; Huanglong can't look down on the swagger of Nanyangguan in Yingdu, the place of Taoist cultivation, and the main business is to accumulate wealth. Just like two viewers, one is old and the other is a young man, standing together, the contrast is very strong.

Yue Jianhong didn't tell the truth, Ku Xuan had time to accompany him haha, and asked unhurriedly: "I don't know what kind of bride price is offered to Sanqing during the Nanyang New Year's Festival?"

All the doors in the world have their own views, and every year they will offer a dowry to the Sanqing General Altar, and the five Taoist temples in Yingdu compete with each other to show their achievements in the past year.

Maybe it's because of the treasure that Kuxuan Lao Dao got at the end of the year, and he actually prefaced such things in Nanyang Guan, you must know that in previous years, Nanyang Guan, which had strong financial resources, ranked first, and Huanglongguan was at the bottom of all the views in Kyoto.

"It's just some mundane things, a few boxes of night pearls, and a few carts of gold leaves. Yue Jianhong cleared his throat and said casually.

Kuxuan Lao Dao really came prepared, the wrinkles on his face moved, and he said with a smile: "My Huanglongguan has always been thin, not as good as Nanyang Daguan, and the yellow and white things are loaded, and this year, I have offered a few keels." ”

The smile on Yue Jianhong's face suddenly froze there, "Dragon bone!"

The dragon bone is an extremely rare thing in the cultivation world, and it has rarely appeared in the world for 10,000 years, whether it is refined into a magic weapon, or as a Dharma protector for practice and meditation, it is the best choice, and even the saint is extremely fancy it.

Ku Xuan looked at Yue Jianhong's stiff expression, and the smile on his old face became even thicker, as if he slapped the young master of the door who was carrying a gift to fill the gentry with his own hands.

Huanglongguan, who has always been pure and self-sufficient, is indeed poor, so the gift still has to be accepted as ordered, and there seems to be no young Taoist priest in the view, a few middle-aged Taoist priests with goatees, who took the gift box in the hands of the disciples of Nanyang Guan expressionlessly, and did not look at each other.

While speaking, everyone had already arrived at the apse and sat down to eat tea. Yue Jianhong's face was quite ugly, this year, there was no suspense about the sacrifice first, I was afraid that I would be robbed of the limelight by Huanglongguan, and my trust in the Earth God Temple Pope was afraid that it would be a little lighter, Yue Jianhong secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, and planned to make up a few more carts of gold after he went back. I hated it in my heart, but I didn't dare to attack, after all, I had something to ask for others, so I had to swallow it.

The bitter tea of Huanglongguan is used in the inferior path of cooking on fire in Nanyang Temple, Yue Jianhong did not touch the tea cup, and even the chair was sitting empty, as if he was afraid of sticking something dirty and staining his silver silk robe.

"Recently, in Yingdu, I think Senior Brother Kuxuan has also heard about something, a guy from the south, named Xu Feng, insulted my Daomen, and was suppressed by the senior masters in the prison immortal array in the northern suburbs. ”

"There is such a thing! This is a strange story, a few virtuous and powerful people in the Dao Sect actually pay attention to such a few thieves. "Lao Dao also began to play haha.

Yue Jianhong took a deep breath and continued: "Senior brother has received reliable news" Across the tea table, Yue Jianhong leaned over a little, bowed his head and said, "That senior master is Wu Tianshi. ”

The dry Xuan Dao people are positive, recalling that in the forbidden land behind, in the past few days, there is indeed something abnormal.

The spiritual grass planted around the flower garden grew more vigorously, and the birds and birds that kept chirping with the morning light seemed to have stopped their sounds, and at this time, the Taoist temple in the forbidden land seemed to be vivid, not like in the past, immersed in hundreds of years of desolation.

Ku Xuan frowned, the matter of the Sanqing Heavenly Master's cultivation in the Huanglong Temple, as the master of the sect, knows about it, but in the past two hundred years, this half-step holy old immortal has not stepped out of the Huanglong Temple, could it be that the Heavenly Master is really doing this.

The withered grass said in a deep voice: "This matter is very important, and it is better for junior brother not to guess." ”

Yue Jianhong smiled slightly, and said in his heart, you guys, you old guys who only know how to sit on the futon all day long, where you know my Nanyang Guan's means of reaching the sky, of course the news is true.

"True or not, let's go and see if it's true. ”

"This ......"

"Senior Brother Kuxuan, please!"

Yue Jianhong said, You took out a silver ticket from her arms and gently pressed it on the table, the number on the silver ticket made Ku Xuan slightly startled.