"Also, is there any movement on your master's side?!" Su Chen said nonchalantly.

Yuan Tiangang said: "These days, they have been taking turns in Chang'an City, trying to attract compassion to Yunyuan Mountain, but unfortunately compassion is too careful, so they will delay time. ”

"Don't worry, I've taught them a few immortal arts, as long as you use them well, you can fool them."

He had already taught the three of them his invisibility and illusions, which was enough to attract the attention of the other party.

This time.

Su Chen's mind, with the beating of the golden list, he obtained a [Jiangshan Society Map].

Subsequently, he sent Yuan Tiangang away, and he himself was also thinking about this Nuwa treasure!

"This is a picture of the general trend of heaven and earth, the four images are changing, and the mystery is mysterious." What you have to think about is the mountains, what you have to think about, what you have to do, what you have to do, you will do it.

Once inside, it will change according to its own will, and different scenes will appear, such as the top of Mount Tai, such as the water in drinking water, such as mercury.

This is a very attractive artifact that can catch people.

Su Chen was playing, this thing was like the painting that Yan Liben had painted, it needed to be placed somewhere, and then it could be transformed into the picture it needed, thus blinding it.

"Refine it first and see if there is anything powerful." Su Chen said secretly in his heart.

Next, he went to his room and refined the treasure.

You must know that since he got this treasure, this treasure has been cultivated for the longest time, and even if he tempered his soul with the nine-character true technique, it took a day of effort.

The next day.

Su Chen stood up and was about to continue his work, when he suddenly saw a bird flying from the sky, and with a gesture of his hand, Li Bai's pigeon appeared in his hand.

Taking off the note on the pigeon's feet, Su Chen looked at it, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"They tricked me into being prepared."

Su Chen immediately came to his senses, "This is a peerless figure below mortals, how powerful it is, I really don't know, I have to plan early." ”

"But you can't use the demon slashing knife and the magic weapon at will, otherwise even if it is a real immortal, it will not be able to stop it, I will capture him and have a good look at the strange people in the world."

Su Chen secretly calculated in his heart that since these people were not allowed to come in, there would be no casualties.

He can't kill people here, because that would have a bad impact on his future.

Su Chen took out the map of the mountains and rivers and hung it on it.

He began to wait quietly.

That's right.

In the city of Chang'an, there was silence.

Li Bai, Sun Simiao, Yan Liben and others wandered around the Buddhist gate for several days, but they never had the opportunity to get in touch with the compassionate monks.

Moreover, their identities are also very conspicuous, and if they appear here frequently, it is easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

So.

Sun Simiao made up his mind to go to the palace to take the pulse of those princes and nobles, heal their wounds, and at the same time use spells to calm their emotions.

Yan Liben and Li Bai spread the matter.

Scripture Pavilion, Yellow Horse Temple.

A balding monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes was looking at a book, the only one in the library.

However, on the periphery of the Scripture Pavilion, there were many monks waiting.

"Master Cichen."

"Alright, open the door, I'm going in."

"The great monk is studying, no one wants to disturb him."

"I have something important to report, and I can't put it off any longer."

Just when the monks outside were in a dilemma, the words of the kind monks came from the scripture pavilion.

"Please come in." Ye Futian said.

The door opened.

A hideous-looking monk stepped forward and rushed towards Compassion, but he stopped at a distance of one meter and two.

"Senior brother, according to reliable information, today Sun Simiao, Yan Liben, and the young Grand Master Li Bai are all frequent visitors to Baiyunfang, and they are going around to inquire about the news of our Yellow Horse Temple."

"The dragon temple on Yunyuan Mountain is finally going to do something to me, hum, I just helped the same door of Jinji Temple, put on a blood-colored robe, accused him of plotting wrong, and finally took him back, but he is still stalked."

The fat monk Cichen said: "Senior brother, Sun Simiao has already entered the palace, and there is no one else outside except Li Bai and Yan Liben. ”

"Why did he enter the palace?!"

Cichen said: "After Sun Simiao entered the palace, he immediately took the pulse of those princes and nobles, and told them that the vegetarian diet in the palace is very serious, and it will make them lose their courage!" ”

"Bastard!" Chen Xiaobei roared angrily.

"Sun Simiao was ordered by that bull's nose to compete with me for the trust in the palace."

"Okay, if they want to play, I'll have a good fight with them."

With a glance of his eyes, the fat monk Cichen turned around and left with a tacit understanding, and then entered the inner room of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and opened the secret passage of the secret room.

After a while, he took out a clay pot with red scriptures written on it.

"It is said that on the mountain of the two realms, there is a Guanyin Bodhisattva, because he is about to be swallowed by a tiger, so he will be delayed. The tiger was imprisoned on this altar. ”

"According to the ancestors, this tiger is known as the protector of the Two Realms Mountain, and even immortals can swallow it, do you want to use this tiger to kill the bull's nose?!"

I once gave him the last mountain master of the Yellow Horse Temple. ”

"He's so strong, why don't you release him and let him guard the Yellow Horse Temple all the time?!"

"If he wants to kill, he will sacrifice one."

Just when he was puzzled, the Monk of Compassion opened the altar.

A yellow smoke rose up, turning into a multicolored tiger more than three meters high, standing in the air, looking at the two monks condescendingly.

The Monk of Compassion stretched out his fingers and devoured his body with a sharp slash.

"This time, what are we going to do?!"

"It's just a disciple of the Hualong Temple of Yunyuan Mountain."

Yellow Horse Temple.

The Monk of Compassion carried a kitten on his back and came out of the library.

It's just that this cat seems harmless to humans and animals, but his eyes are full of ferocity, and he walks a little unnaturally.

He is the abbot of the Yellow Horse Temple, the thirteen-stick monk of the year, the great disciple who rescued the Tang King, and his cultivation is profound, and his true qi cultivation is extremely high.

A little kitten, just lying on his shoulder, so that he could not move.

"Of course, I'm not going to swallow you."

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the compassionate monk, this tiger was not a fuel-efficient lamp, it was surrendered by the Buddha himself, and ate three mountain gods and eighteen pieces of earth at one time.

The lord of the city sent men to arrest them, but they were all defeated by him, and in the end they were still unsuccessful.