Knowing that the fly-winged silkworm was actually to treat the ponytail girl who met in Pingshui outside the gate of Lingshan City and had a good conversation in Zhiwei Building, Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt a sour feeling of loss. Knowing this was the case, he risked being killed by that Zhang Taixuan, and he also had his own injuries, so he didn't let Hu Jiu take the strange worm away.

It's just that the reason for this is really a lot of too appalling misunderstandings, including the misfortune of the Xiqiao Mountain Sect itself, where can it be easily explained to this kind sect master?

That Zhang Taixuan was deliberately showing off his skills at that time, and even had the idea of bringing Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian under his command, so Ren Pingsheng still had the opportunity to make three swords. Now that the upper cultivation is still far above the white-clothed Taoist, and the Xuanzhen Guan Master who is eager to save the woman, the two of them don't even have a chance to make a move.

At this time, the old man in the robe did not paddle at all, but sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, his waist as straight as a mountain, but the boat was like an arrow from the string, breaking through the calm water and heading north.

The young man and woman sitting in the boat did not say a word, their eyes glazed over, and they looked lost and depressed.

The boat travels for about 20 miles, and the lake in front of it is no longer the low hills and mountain beams, but surrounded by the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, there is a piece of peaks and forests and mountains with beautiful peaks and mountains. There are palace pavilions on the mountain, although the distant view is not necessarily how majestic and magnificent; in the middle of the peak loop, it is ten distinctly quiet, just like the fairy palace.

A stone path climbs up the mountain from the lake, winding along the mountain, sometimes hidden in the grass and trees, and sometimes under a young pine.

The boat had stopped in front of the stone port by the lake, Cheng Mojin tied the cable, turned around, and faced Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian, who were distracted and demented, pinched a strange trick in his right hand, and said something in his mouth.

Cheng Mojin finished reciting the incantation, and shouted "Urgent as a law". Following the hand that had pinched the magic trick, he pointed to the two people in the boat, Ren Pingsheng stood up blankly, his steps swayed, and he left the boat and landed on the shore with a wooden expression. Li Xilian followed closely, her expression and posture were all the same.

I don't know what kind of magical power this Xiqiao Mountain Sect Master used, and he directly turned the two of them into walking corpses. Fortunately, the footsteps and posture of the two of them climbing the steps up the mountain are no different from ordinary people, but they don't say a word and look demented.

Because Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian's actions at this time were like marionettes, walking slower than ordinary people, and the three of them walked for more than an hour before they reached the middle of the mountain. At this time, the mountain road has bent several times, and the large lake behind him has been blocked by the mountain, but there is a pavilion on the side of the stone path, built on a huge rock protruding from the edge of the cliff. On the hanging plaque on the pavilion, there are three ancient seal stone carvings of "Qingxin Pavilion".

Two young Taoist priests in gray robes, a man and a woman, both of whom looked to be no more than twenty years old, were sitting next to each other on the stone benches in the pavilion, whispering and grinding their ears and temples. It's just that the one who speaks, it seems that it is always the male Taoist priest with a handsome face and white skin that is better than a woman, and the beautiful female crown just looks down and listens with a smile, and from time to time her face is red and her ears are red.

Thinking that the two of them are already a pair of immortal Taoist couples on the mountain, even if they openly enter and exit in the mountain road, there is no need to avoid taboos.

The Taoist couple seemed to suddenly realize that something was wrong, and suddenly raised their heads, only to find that the old man in the hat and the coat was escorting two young people who had lost their souls

The man had already walked under the steps outside the gazebo.

The two young Daoists hurriedly stood up, hurriedly sorted out their clothes, bowed and saluted, "See the sect master." ”

Cheng Mojin just nodded silently, but the young Taoist couple didn't dare to stand up straight, they just bowed their heads, and there were beads of sweat on their faces. Such a gaffe in front of the sect master is obviously a very big deal.

Cheng Mojin ignored the two of them, and let Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian enter the pavilion and sit down, only then did he turn around and say indifferently: "You two, sit down too." ”

Only then did the two Taoists straighten up, and they each found a stone bench to sit down with a worried expression, but one was east and one west, and the two faces were also very embarrassed, one facing south and the other facing north.

Cheng Mojin said with a smile: "You two, since you have already studied the path of dual cultivation with Uncle Yu and Uncle Xiao, and you are also the official Taoist companions who have been recorded in the sect, there is no need to be so twisted and pinched. It's just that on daily duty, you still can't be so careless. ”

After all, the handsome man was bolder, and after listening to the old ancestor's empathetic words, he finally stretched his brows, but he still said in a respectful tone: "It's the disciple who is obsessed with ghosts, and Senior Sister Yujin has been derelict in her duties; Senior Sister Yujin is just ......"

Cheng Mojin waved his hand and interrupted his words, "Senior Sister Yujin was just bewitched by your Zhao Yufang, and she was confused by your rhetoric, I know this." What else is there to say?"

The female crown known as Yu Jin had a red face again, just a pair of eyebrows and eyes, and secretly glanced at the handsome Taoist couple, becoming more and more affectionate.

Zhao Yufang smiled, and put it on the handsome face that should have been in the sun, so pure that it made people look awkward.

"Sect Master, these two people have committed those intolerable rituals again?" Zhao Yufang pointed to the two young men and women who were like puppets of corpses and asked, "I am also tired of the sect master personally using this soul-restrictive magic power to escort back to the mountain." It's better to let the disciple go on a trip, talk to Elder Tang, and let him send two senior brothers from the Dharma Protector Hall to take over. ”

Cheng Mojin twisted his beard and said: "That's not necessary, these two people have a lot to do with the robbery of the dragonfly winged silkworm." Not to mention being escorted back to the mountain, I must be interrogated myself. is to let them go and hand them over to your brothers, and if you lose my magic power, you may not be able to keep these two people. ”

Zhao Yufang nodded silently and didn't say anything more, but his eyes kept turning around Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian, and he was very unimpressed by the words of the old sect master.

The delicate female crown, when she saw the beautiful woman's face and figure, was amazed, and she couldn't feel ashamed of herself, but I felt that the woman's beauty was pitiful. On Xiqiao Mountain, I am afraid that the grandmother who met for the first time only a few days ago can be compared to the little princess who suddenly appeared.

The thoughts of the two young juniors, how could Cheng Mojin not see it. But he didn't say much more. These two young handsome people who are quite favored by the elders on the mountain, although they are not thousands of miles in a day, they are also breaking through the realm all the way, and now they both see the bottleneck of Jindan, but they are only about twenty years old. It's just that cultivating the Tao is one thing, and cultivating the mind is another. Before traveling down the mountain, it is not a bad thing to be contaminated by some red dust and tackiness.

After being restrained by Sect Master Cheng's supreme method, Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian were both in a state of total loss of cultivation, and their physical strength was no different from ordinary people. So after climbing the mountain for an hour in this afternoon sun, I was already sweating profusely. A few people rested in the pavilion for two or three pillars of incense, and only then did the two of them see that the sweat stopped and recovered a little energy. It's just that the look in his eyes is still the same sluggish and wooden.

On the Heixue Ridge, the main peak of Xiqiao Mountain, the craggy mountain rocks and towering ancient trees are particularly dark and cold in winter. Even though it was snowing all over the ground, the mountain was still dark from a distance. Nowadays, there is no snow, and walking on the stone path of the mountain road is especially deep and cool. The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more so.

It is about more than 100 zhang away from the top of the mountain, and there is a Taoist temple on the stone lawn on the edge of the cliff. There are twenty or thirty Taoist people in the open space in front of the view, or sitting on the ground, reading classics, or practicing fists and swords, and tempering their physique. Only an old man in black who was sweeping the fallen leaves under the steps of the Taoist temple wall, and a girl with a ponytail and a purple dress, looked out of place with all the Taoists.

The old man just lowered his head along the edge of the flat ground and swept the floor, occasionally meeting a young Taoist who was reading, and the Taoist only needed to stare at him expressionlessly, and the sweeping old man could only smile in return, take a detour to avoid it, and continue to sweep forward. The same is true for those Taoists who practice martial arts and sword dances.

Therefore, the old man swept the floor very slowly, and the ground that was twenty or thirty zhang square was swept for half an hour, but he still did not finish sweeping. The girl in purple had been wandering around the place where the old man had swept, and she was very busy, because after the ground was swept, there were too many ants on the ground who got lost and couldn't find the way home.

The girl in purple was mainly busy rescuing the lost ants, and her delicate face was attentive. More than that, it was boring, and it seemed that in this place, she was a little more familiar with the old man sweeping the floor, and the ants on the ground who were plagued by the old man. The others, all strange.

The girl in purple suddenly saw three people walking on the mountain road. The two young ones are the beautiful sisters who used to share a table to eat together in Lingshan City a few days ago, and the handsome brother. She quickly stood up, with a bright smile on her face, and ran towards the three of them.

It's just that the girl in purple hasn't shouted "Brother Ren Pingsheng" yet, but she stood on the ground in a daze.

The elder brother Ren Pingsheng and the sister who didn't say their names at the time seemed to have become demented fools, and their eyes went straight over the head of the girl in purple and looked straight ahead.

Cheng Mojin, who was walking behind the two, as soon as he saw the girl in purple, his face was full of tenderness, and he walked a few steps quickly to the girl in purple, and touched the ponytail on her head, "Cheng'er, why did you run out to play alone?"

Cheng Cheng didn't answer her father's words, her timid look was obviously not very familiar with the father who had just popped up recently.

"The two of them are my friends, and they were talking and laughing a few days ago. Cheng Cheng's face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, and then he suddenly asked his father, "Why did you suddenly become two nerds." ”

She doesn't seem to be used to it, and she calls the old man who is said to be her own father her father.

This situation, if Ren Pingsheng is sober-minded, he will definitely feel very familiar.