Then this Xiaoru Zen master told Wang Zhe how he met the fox demon.

The master and apprentice went down the mountain this time at the request of the layman who said that every night in the family, a woman would appear in his son's room and be happy with him every night.

In just ten days, his son was skinny.

But he was addicted to it, couldn't extricate himself, didn't listen to what he said, and scolded his parents, as if he had changed a person.

After the two of them descended the mountain, they arrived at the house.

As soon as the woman appeared, she saw the two of them turn and run.

The master and apprentice chased out, the woman disappeared, they searched in the nearby mountains, but found the fox demon just now, so they chased after it.

And then there was what had just happened.

"Master, the man has been buried, the dust will return to dust, and the earth will return to the earth." The monk entered the temple.

"Okay." Monk Xiaoru nodded.

"I also found some things from that evil cultivator, and brought them with me by the way, Master, take a look."

Monk Yixin took out a white bone knife, a small black triangular flag, and a bottle of elixir.

"This is the magic weapon of the Nine Shadows Sect, the White Bone Knife, the Nine Shadows Banner, this person is really from the Nine Shadows Sect." Looking at these magic weapons, Monk Xiaoru's face was solemn.

"Lately, they've been getting more and more presumptuous."

"Nine Shadows Sect?" This name is very familiar to Wang Zhe.

"The donor has seen them too?"

"I have indeed seen them, I have seen them in Yangzhou and Qingzhou, but I don't know where they come from?" Wang Zhe asked curiously.

"Oh, have they gone that far? I thought they were only making waves in this part of southern Yunnan?

It is not known where these Nine Shadow Sects originated from the poor monks, but they have existed for a long time, and they believe in the Netherworld Emperor.

Those who practice evil methods have harmed many innocent people in southern Yunnan over the years. ”

At the mention of this Nine Shadows Sect, Monk Xiaoru looked angry.

"These evil people should be sent to the Netherworld, and let them go to their Nether Emperor."

"Donor, do you eat steamed buns?" They stopped talking, and the monk took out a steamed bun from the cloth bag and handed it to Wang Zhe.

"No more, thank you." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

There were no more accidents in the second half of the night.

Wang Zhe asked the master and apprentice about the location of the two spiritual mountains and beautiful rivers in Emei and Qingcheng, as well as the news of the two sects.

"Emei is the righteous path Lingxiu of the generation in southern Yunnan, and in recent years, he has often sent disciples to walk down the mountain, kill demons, and support the right path.

It's Qingcheng, and it's almost impossible to see them go down the mountain over the years. ”

The Jianyuan Temple where Xiaoru is located is not particularly far from Qingcheng Mountain.

"If the donor goes to Qingcheng Mountain, he will not let the poor monks practice as a guest at the Jianyuan Temple."

"Okay." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

After dawn, the master and apprentice said goodbye to Wang Zhe and prepared to go back. And Wang Zhe took Laifu and Tuanzi to continue north, preparing to go to Emei first.

"Master, just now the donor's cultivation was so profound, last night when you were poisoned and unconscious, I carried you to the broken temple, I only saw Guanghua, and then the evil cultivator was killed."

"Well, the cultivation is indeed very high." Monk Xiaoru nodded. "It's not your average high."

On the other side, Wang Zhe brought Fu and Tuanzi to stop and go all the way, hurrying during the day and finding a place to stay at night.

It can also be in the city, but also in the mountains and forests.

After two days, I saw a mountain range in the distance, and there was a colorful glow shining in the sun, which was majestic and beautiful, and it was very extraordinary.

Emei, the blessed land.

The Emei faction is also a righteous Lingxiu in the southwest.

"I don't know if there will be purple and blue swords and Haotian Mirror in the mountain." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

In fact, Emei is also regarded as Shu Mountain, and the so-called Shu Mountain is not a mountain, but a collective name for the mountains of Shu.

The "Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan" written by the owner of the Huanzhu Mansion is also based on Emei.

Approaching Emei, it is much more peaceful than some places that Wang Zhe passed by.

There are no robbers, no demons, and it is estimated that some will soon be subdued by the Emei disciples.

After eating something in a town at the bottom of the mountain, he took Laifu up the mountain with him.

It's a pity that he was stopped by Emei's disciples halfway through.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what you have to do with my Emei Mountain?" The monk was very polite.

"I've heard the name of Emei for a long time, come and take a look." Wang Zhe said with a smile, he came here purely to see, the kind of sightseeing.

"I don't know where Daoist friends practice?"

"Loose cultivation in the mountains."

"Well, this fellow Daoist, if there is nothing urgent, don't go up the mountain." The monk's words were very tactful.

That's what you're doing.

"It's okay to go down the mountain and go around somewhere else." That's what the words mean.

"Well, I have a question for you."

"Fellow Daoists, please speak."

"There are two fairy swords on Mount Emei, one Qingsuo Sword and one Ziying Sword?"

"Yes, Emei does have these two fairy swords, but they were lost hundreds of years ago, do you know the whereabouts of the fairy sword?"

"Lost?" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.

How could such treasures of Zhenshan be lost?

"Where's Haotian Mirror?"

"What is the Haotian Mirror?"

"Nanming is away from the fire?"

At the mention of this name, the monk in front of Wang Zhe frowned slightly.

"Who is this fellow Daoist?"

"I'm just asking, don't be so nervous."

"Let's go, Laifu, people won't let you go up the mountain." Wang Zhe took Laifu and walked down the mountain.

The monk behind him was still a little uneasy, and followed behind Wang Zhe, watching them go down the mountain before returning to the mountain.

"This man is so strange! Could it be that he covets Emei's treasures? ”

"Laifu, this road is not passable, let's take other roads to try, it's not easy to come again."

Mount Emei is very large, and there are many roads up the mountain.

Wang Zhe took Laifu to see a small road, and walked up slowly.

This time, no one suddenly appeared to stop them.

The sound of mountain streams and flowing water.

Halfway up the mountain, a waterfall was left behind and fell into a pool.

A man in a green robe sits cross-legged on a rock beside a waterhole.

Wang Zhe didn't bother him, and continued to walk towards the mountain with Laifu.

The man turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhe.

The higher you go, the thicker the fog becomes.

As he walked, Wang Zhe stopped.

Not far ahead, a large bluestone near the cliff lay a man. The sun just fell on his body, and he looked very lazy.

Well?

Hearing someone approaching, the man sat up and glanced at Wang Zhe.

The man was in his twenties, quite handsome, but his hair was unkempt and looked a little unkempt.

Then he lay down again, and then made a slam together, staring at Wang Zhe, and then at Laifu on the side.

"Not Emei's?"

"It's not." Wang Zhe shook his head.

"That's a good dog."

"Well, I think it's pretty good."

"What's it called?"

"Dog, called Rifle?"

"Well, a very auspicious name, what about you?"

"Wang Zhe."

"Emei, Gu Changfeng."

"Fortunately."

"Have a drink?" Gu Changfeng took out a jar of wine as if he were juggling.

"Thanks, I want to walk around."

"Uh, this is Emei, I'm afraid it's not easy to get around, anyway, I'm idle, how about taking you around?"

"Well, that's trouble."

"It's not troublesome, I'm idle and have nothing to do anyway."

Some people, looking at each other, can become friends with a few words.

Some people are naturally hospitable.

Gu Changfeng seems to belong to the kind that is naturally hospitable, and he seems to look at Wang Zhe very pleasing to the eye.

He took Wang Zhe up the mountain, met several Emei disciples along the way, and greeted him all in Zhun Dong, obviously, his status in Emei is not low.

Suddenly there was a chirping in the sky.

Looking up, it was the dumplings surrounded by two cranes.

"Could it be that the goshawk also arrived from Daoyou?"

"Exactly, I'm going to call it down." Wang Zhe shouted, and the ball flew down from the sky and landed on the tree on the side.

"And a goshawk!" Gu Changfeng exclaimed.

They continued to go up the mountain, and on the way, Gu Changfeng was still introducing some scenic spots of Mount Emei to Wang Zhe.

Ding Dong, Mount Emei suddenly remembered the melodious rhythm, which was the sound of the piano.

"Does it sound good?" Gu Changfeng stopped and turned his head to look at Wang Zhe.

"It's beautiful."

"The one who strokes the qin is also a wonderful person, by the way, in addition to Taoist friends, there is another guest on the mountain today in addition to your position." Gu Changfeng said with a smile.

Emei, near the top of the mountain, a small gazebo. The gazebo is surrounded by clouds and mist.

In the pavilion sat two people playing against each other.

One was a monk in a monk's robe, looking about seventy years old, somewhat thin, with a gray beard, and opposite him was a Taoist in his forties, wearing a light gray robe.

"I heard that the master found the Heavenly Dragon Buddha Seal?"

"It's not so much that I've found it, but that I've been sent back." The monk said.

"Oh, who is willing to send it back after getting that kind of magic weapon?"

"King Zhennan." The monk said three words.

"Him?" The Taoist was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"He personally sent back the Heavenly Dragon Buddha Seal, and he also made a special trip up the mountain, drank a few cups of tea, ate a bowl of fasting rice, and talked to me about the Dharma."

"What a pleasure!" The Taoist said with a smile after hearing this.

"I also received an invitation from the capital, inviting me to go to the capital to talk about Buddhism, and by the way, to see the eight desolate monuments."

The Taoist fell, staring at the chessboard and was silent for a moment.

"I received it too."

"Go?"

The Taoist shook his head.

"It's not like I haven't seen it." The Taoist said with a smile.

"I haven't been able to comprehend Emei's magic powers, what are the Eight Desolation Monuments to see?"

"You watched it thoroughly, I heard that many people went, even the people from the Great Bright Temple in the Western Regions went to ask for it." The old monk said.

"The Eight Desolation Monuments are indeed mysterious, but what can be realized from them varies from person to person. Some people can get out of it with no wonderful spells, and some people will sink into it, fall into demons, and lose their lives. ”

"Well, the poor monk also heard a news that the qi that wants to seize the world's blessed earth is for his own use."

"Oh?" After hearing this, the Taoist raised his head with a look of surprise on his face.

"He has already practiced the Four Elephant Divine Pill, a pill has entered the human immortal realm, and he has gained three hundred years of life, this is not enough, this news, isn't that Zhennan King telling you?"

"Exactly." The old monk nodded.

"Haha," the man smiled, "this Zhennan King ......"

"That one has already ordered that in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the kings of the world's domains will enter Beijing to face the saints, do you say that they can go back to the fiefdom again?" The old monk picked up a chess piece, looked at the chessboard, and hesitated.

"You and I are both cultivators, so we don't need to care about the trivial things in the world."

"The poor monk also thinks about it, but if what King Zhennan said is true, then can you stay out of the matter like you and me, you are still better, the sky is high and the earth is far away." The old monk fell into the son.

"It's high and the earth is far away, huh?" The man suddenly turned his head to look to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"There's a distinguished guest in the mountains."

In the mountains, Wang Zhe looked at the big bird in front of him.

Its shape is like a crane, like a peacock, but it is covered in green feathers, noble and extraordinary, standing in the forest, staring at the blessing on the ground, and the blessing looks up at it.

"Isn't this the legendary Qingluan?"

"Exactly." Gu Changfeng said with a smile.

"I didn't expect to be able to see this legendary spirit beast here, I always thought it was only in Kunlun." Wang Zhe looked at the divine bird that was taller than a human.

Wang, Laifu yelled at it twice, and Qingluan chirped in response, and his voice was clear.

The ball flying low also landed and stared at the Qingluan, looking slightly panicked.

Qingluan is a sacred bird, and its status among birds is extremely high, which is due to the suppression of blood.

"Brother Wang, I'll take you to another place."

Gu Changfeng took Wang Zhe and walked towards the back of the mountain.

Just then, a monk came to his side.

"Senior Brother Gu, the head of the sect asks you to take your distinguished guest to the Sea Viewing Hall to see him."

"Yes."

"Brother Wang, look?" Gu Changfeng didn't take Wang Zhe directly, but asked for his opinion.

"Didn't you say that there are distinguished guests on the mountain, so don't bother." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"The scenery of this Emei is indeed extraordinary, feast your eyes on it, thank you Daoyou, I want to go down the mountain and leave."

"Well, since you are willing to see my master, forget it, let's go around somewhere else."

"Thanks, it's time for me to go down."

"Okay, I'll send you." Gu Changfeng sent Wang Zhe down the mountain, and only returned to the mountain after seeing him far away.

I went to the Guanhai Pavilion and met my master.

"Master."

"What about people?"

"It's going down."

"Downhill?"

"Well, he said he didn't want to come over to disturb you and Zen Master Yansheng, so he went down the mountain."

"Interesting, what do you think of him?"

"It's good, I took him to see Qingluan, and Qingluan didn't react, it shouldn't be an evil demon." Ancient long air duct.

"That's it." The man smiled and waved his hand, and Gu Changfeng glanced at the chessboard.

"Master, you're going to lose."

"Well, really?" The Taoist glanced down at the chessboard.

"Really."

On the mountain road, Wang Zhe turned his head and glanced at Mount Emei.

"This place is really good, Laifu, we may have to change places when we go back."

Although the place where he practiced before was still a Lingxiu, it was relatively close to the city and was easy to be noticed.

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