What a mess, Liu Yunxiang glared at Hongxuan and asked him not to talk nonsense.

"You'll find out when you go and see."

Liu Yunxiang followed Hongxuan to the backyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Dui, who was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, with his hands crossed, sitting quietly with his eyes closed in this posture. And next to him sat a woman in a red robe, this woman had loose hair and a red veil, although she could not see all her face, but from her closed eyes, she could see from this expression that she was definitely a beauty.

The two of them sat side by side, bathed in the sun, both looking reverent.

And Yan Dui is like a woman, with strange patterns painted with cinnabar on her forehead, just like those on the son of the old Zhang family.

"Girl, won't Your Highness also become a believer in the witch god?" Zijin asked with some incomprehension.

Liu Yunxiang frowned, took two steps forward, and shouted in a low voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

Yan Du didn't open his eyes, but only replied lightly: "Don't disturb this king Qingxiu." ”

"Have you gone mad?"

"The witch god is a god, not a demon."

Yan Du slowly opened his eyes and looked at Liu Yunxiang, those eyes with cold anger. At the same time, the woman next to her also opened her eyes, as Liu Yunxiang expected, her eyes were also beautiful, like ice blue water.

She looked at her and seemed to smile, "You're the Queen Mother, right?" ”

Liu Yunxiang squinted, "Even if you know the identity of this palace, you don't kneel down and salute!" ”

"I am the holy daughter of the witch gods, and I never bow to ordinary people."

"Heh, when the knife falls, you won't bleed or die, so you have the confidence to be so hard, right?"

The saint smiled again, "Niangniang, I see that you have a relationship with the witch god, so don't enter the cultivation with us." ”

"I don't think you're crazy or stupid, how can you say such things that make people laugh."

The holy woman sighed, "The witch god wants to save the world, but he also needs the world to enlighten itself." ”

As she spoke, she stood up and turned to nod at Yan Dusk.

"His Royal Highness the King of Zhenbei, this place is not clean enough, please follow me to the Witch God Temple to continue your cultivation."

Yan Du looked at this holy woman, and actually got up and wanted to go with her.

Seeing this scene, Hongxuan hurriedly stepped forward to stop, "Your Highness, be sober. Madame is here, if she is angry, you will not have a good life in the future. ”

Yan Du pushed him away and said impatiently: "Whoever wants to stop this king from cultivating immortals, this king will kill him!" ”

"Your Highness! How can there be any way to cultivate immortals, it's all nonsense! ”

Hearing this, Yan Duan kicked Hongxuan away, "If you dare to slander the witch god again, this king will kill you!" ”

With that, he got up and walked out, and when he passed Liu Yunxiang, he took a deep look at her, and then walked out. And the holy woman also walked out, and when she walked past Liu Yunxiang, she smiled at her.

"Male and female double cultivation, the progress will be faster, I hope the Queen Mother doesn't mind, I and the King of Zhenbei are dedicated to the witch god, this is our honor."

The corner of Liu Yunxiang's mouth twitched, "It's okay to go see the doctor." ”

The saint's eyes were cold, "Those who believe in me will have eternal life, and the Queen Mother will not have this blessing." ”

The two left one after the other, Hongxuan got up from the ground, he was so anxious that he hurriedly ordered someone to chase him, but Liu Yunxiang raised his hand to stop him.

"Let him go."

"Huh?" Hongxuan was a little confused, "His Royal Highness was so confused by this so-called saint that he lost his mind, if we don't save him, he will only fall deeper and deeper." ”

"Isn't it a beauty trick, he enjoys it."

said that it didn't matter, Liu Yunxiang first slept full, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

At dinner, Feng Zheng gulped as if he hadn't eaten a full meal for many days.

"Don't you know, His Royal Highness wants to practice, and instructs the kitchen to make white porridge and boiled vegetables every day, and he wants us to eat like this, and I will vomit when I eat it." Saying that, Feng Zheng took a mouthful of meat and put it in his mouth, "But let's really not save His Highness back?" ”

Zijin put a chopstick and green vegetables into Feng Zheng's bowl, "What to do to save him, people are happy." ”

Feng Zheng pouted, "That saint wears a veil every day, and she can't see her face at all, who knows if she looks beautiful or ugly." But even if she looks good, she can't compare to a girl. ”

Zijin bared his teeth, "The girl is good-looking, what does it matter to you." ”

Feng Zheng hurriedly said: "The girl is good-looking, it's only about His Highness." ”

Zijin narrowed his eyes, "But why didn't you lose your mind by that holy woman?" ”

"The point is, she didn't use those tricks on me...... Ouch! ”

Feng Zheng was smashed on the door of his head by Zijin with a fist, and he screamed in pain.

Liu Yunxiang shook his head helplessly when he saw that the two were making trouble while eating, and at this time, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. She looked out, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the wind rose.

"It's going to rain tonight."

Hongxuan shook his head, "No." ”

Liu Yunxiang turned his head to look at him, "How do you know that you won't?" ”

Hongxuan put down the dishes and chopsticks, stroked his beard, and looked unfathomable, "Poor Dao is well-read, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he knows astronomy and geography. This cloud in the sky is not a cloud that can rain, but just a few dry thunders. ”

"Can you still read this?"

"Poor Road can also predict the weather."

"And when is it going to rain?"

"This ......"

Hongxuan thought about it, got up and walked outside. Liu Yunxiang followed him out, and saw him standing in the courtyard, looking up at the night sky, and smelling something in the wind.

After a long time, he came back and said, "Two or three days." ”

Liu Yunxiang was a little unconvinced, "It hasn't rained in Panlong City for more than a year, you can rain if you say it so casually?" ”

Hongxuan smiled, "Of course not, I have been observing day and night since I came to Panlong City, and I expected that it should rain soon." ”

"How sure are you?"

"Fifty percent."

Liu Yunxiang almost didn't roll his eyes, "To go down or not to go, saying it is equivalent to saying it in vain." ”

Hongxuan shook his head, "After I came to Panlong City, I also inquired about it, saying that the reason why this witch god is believed by the local people is because he can control the wind, rain, thunder and snow. If you ask carefully, it turns out that these so-called witch god messengers have predicted the exact time of the rain, thunder and snow many times, and if you want to say that there are capable people among them who can predict weather changes, this is nothing, but what they preached is godly, and the people believe it. ”

"So?"

"The witch god sacrificed two days later, saying that this time as long as the people worship sincerely, the witch god will make rain. So I guess they must have observed rain two days later, so they set the festival on that day. ”

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "This analysis, Bengong agrees, and I also think it is more reliable." ”

Hongxuan snorted, "Poor Dao also has this ability. ”

Liu Yunxiang thought for a while, "Since the Taoist Master also has this ability, then you can also open the altar and recruit disciples." ”

"Huh?"

"The only one who can deal with this kind of cult is our orthodox Taoism."

After discussing with Hongxuan, Liu Yunxiang wanted to go back to rest, and when she passed by a courtyard, she saw a plaque hanging on the door, which read: Breeze and Bright Moon.

And these four words, as soon as you look at the handwriting, you can know that they are from Lu Changan's hand.

This is the courtyard where he lives.