After getting that Yin Fu Gong, Yang Xiao immediately set off and returned to the new nest of the Taoist Temple, he didn't care if the banshee was dead or alive, anyway, it wasn't a good thing, he didn't care if the boy was dead or alive, and it was useless if he didn't care.

However, if he can hunt enough rats and meditate well, Yang Xiao is very interested. It was rare for him to feel the flow of breath even with an owl, and he didn't want to waste that talent.

……

Time flies quickly, after returning to the nest near the Taoist temple, in a blink of an eye, winter goes to spring, everything recovers, the forest is restored, all kinds of insects and mice on the ground have come out to feed, Yang Xiao is mature in hunting skills at the moment, catching some rats and insects every day, occasionally catching a water snake, after filling his stomach, he meditates and practices in the nest, and the days are calm and fulfilling.

However, on this day, Yang Xiao woke up from meditation and was a little confused.

According to the description of the Taishang Yin Fu Gong, if the exercise is running normally, after dozens of days, the practitioner will feel that a cyclone has been generated in the Heavenly Eye, which means that the true qi can be refined and stored in the body.

However, two months have passed, and Yang Xiao has practiced in addition to hunting, and he has been practicing diligently, and he has no intention of opening up at all.

The airflow is not hindered in the slightest, but if you want to store it in the heart of heaven, it is very difficult, and if you just dissipate your efforts, you will lose all your efforts.

When he encountered a problem with his cultivation, but there was no one to communicate with, let alone to point him out, Yang Xiao felt very difficult. This feels a bit like in his previous life, when he happily bought a set of good electrical appliances, but the electrical appliances were not given instructions, and they all relied on their own groping.

It's just that if the electrical appliance is broken, you can buy it again, but if this body is broken by chaotic cultivation and refining, you won't regret the medicine to eat.

After thinking about it, Yang Xiao felt that the old Taoist in the view might know the answer, and maybe those disciples also knew how to solve it, but Yang Xiao couldn't ask them, because he couldn't speak at all.

In fact, Yang Xiao felt that even if he could speak, he was afraid that he would not take the initiative to ask those people, and he had been observing this Taoist temple for more than a few months, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this temple was full of indescribable weirdness.

Let's not say that the boy in the view always comes out to wash clothes at night with a basin, let's just say that there are three fewer people in the view at the moment, and it is still very nothing, the daily operation, you know, he didn't see the banshee come back to lie at the mountain gate this time, and he never saw the young man return to the temple.

Yang Xiao didn't know what the person in the view thought, but if he wasn't completely prepared, he would never set foot easily.

……

This night, Yang Xiao was working hard in the lair, and suddenly, there was a sound of crockpots breaking in the temple.

Yang Xiao was very sensitive to the sound, and immediately got up and stared at the Taoist temple from the high branches.

"Ah——— kill me———"

There was a sudden terrible roar in the Taoist temple.

Yang Xiao was startled, and immediately silently recited the recipe of Rongdao. The temple quickly lit up with fire, and the screams came from the old Taoist room.

"Kill—I'm ———"

The screams were piercing and hoarse.

Yang Xiao shook his wings and stretched his neck.

The remaining two disciples and a few boys knelt in front of the lit room and shouted in panic: "Master, Master... Master...! ”

"Qingxuan——— old puppet ———!!"

There was a terrible scream from the audience.

Yang Xiao chanted constantly, looking at his nose and nose, like an old monk entering the meditation, and at the same time ready to escape at any time.

There are many weird places here, he doesn't know what is wrong with the old Taoist in that view, but the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, so if he can't practice, Yang Xiao is ready to change to other places.

Bang!!

The old man carried a wooden sword, slammed open the door, and stood at the door with his hair disheveled, his eyes rolling, and he stabbed back and forth with the wooden sword in his hand, shouting as he stabbed back.

"Old Puff - Old Puff ———!!"

He staggered like a drunken madman.

The disciples on the side had the heart to help him, but he was pushed away by him, and he shouted: "Kill me——— kill me——— kill me———

Then he took a wooden sword and rushed to the outside of the Taoist temple.

"Master... Master...! ”

Several disciples and Dao Tong followed behind the old Daoist with lanterns, shouting in panic.

The old man slipped a wooden sword to the stone steps of the mountain, and without taking two steps, he stumbled under his feet and rolled down the mountain. The action can be described as unusually embarrassing.

Yang Xiao became more and more vigilant, after coming here for three months, it was the first time he saw this old man go crazy, God knows what this guy has experienced.

The old man got up from the ground and swung his wooden sword around, and after waving it for a while, he paused, and his mouth changed from a scream of exhaustion to an inexplicable whimper.

"Don't... Don't kill me... Don't kill me... Qingxuan... I was wrong... I really know wrong... Spare me... Spare me..."

The old man threw away the wooden sword, cried whining, and kept kowtowing in one direction, kowtowing until his head was swollen without noticing. He also said to himself: "Spare me... Spare me... Spare me..."

……

Yang Xiao looked at Lao Dao kowtow on the tree and muttered in his heart.

Qingxuan?

What is Qingxuan?

It also sounds like a Taoist number, could it be that there are other hostile Taoist temples around?

……

The boys and apprentices behind him finally caught up, and when they saw that the Taoist was no longer dancing with a sword, they helped the Taoist up and slapped him on top of him, trying to sober him up, but the Taoist just rolled his eyes, kicked his legs around, and repeated over and over again in his mouth: "Spare me..."

Finally, it was a clever washerboy who took the basin and ran to the nearby stream to scoop a basin of water, and poured it on the old man's head.

That old man is a clever man, and finally he is not crazy. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes from his disciple's arms, looked around, and asked in a daze, "What are you doing here?" ”

The people next to him looked at him silently, not knowing how to answer.

Lao Dao looked around and asked, "What about Wenxiong?" ”

"Master... You forgot... The elder brother was in the woods and was captured by the spirits. A muscular man said.

"Ahh Is that so? ”

Lao Dao said suspiciously, he turned his head to look around again, and said in confusion: "What, people... Fewer people? What about Mu Qing, where did she go? ”

"Master, Senior Sister Mu and Senior Brother Yao were all sent by you to find Senior Brother Wen, and they haven't been back for a long time." A dwarf disciple replied cautiously.

I sent to Fumio??

Lao Dao suddenly had a spirit, pushed away the boy behind him and stood up, he sorted out his beard, and said coldly: "What to find, what is there to find, who is to blame for sneaking out in the middle of the night and being caught by the spirit, don't damage my good apprentice again, go, get Mu Qing back for me." ”

The last two disciples looked at each other and remained silent.

The old Taoist was calm, he seemed to have returned to normal all of a sudden, only to see him tidy up his Taoist robe again, and walked towards the mountain with two boys, Shi Shiran, and it didn't take long to rebuild and drill into the Taoist temple.

Leave the two apprentices whispering under the tree.

"Shizun is crazy this time..."

"Who said it wasn't... I'm a little sick..."

"Are we going to stay here any longer..."

"Look again, look again... This old man said that he had received a fairy pot, and maybe there were some magic treasures... Our two brothers finally came out on a trip, and we can't just go back empty-handed..."

…….

Yang Xiao looked at the two people talking from the branch, one of them looked ugly, with a dwarf winter melon head, and the other looked honest, but his body was extremely strong, and his eyes were shining.

Of the five disciples in the Taoist temple, one of the color embryos died, one of the tree spirits was missing, and the life and death of a young man were unknown, and in the end, these two estimates were not happy.

Yang Xiao thought in his heart. To say that when I got the Taishang Yin Rune before, there was still a little possibility that this old way was framed by demons.

But today, I can see that the slightest possibility has disappeared without a trace.

As the saying goes, things gather like people and people are divided into groups, if they are really people of high morality, how can they be surrounded by these people.