The green-shirted guest, who missed the blow, was shocked by the cultivation of Ba Sipa, and on the other hand, he was afraid of the two real monks with uncertain faces, slowly withdrew his hand, followed Yang Yingrong, and entered the attic again, and never showed up again.

Master Ba Si Pa seemed to have secretly locked on Lu Yeqing, and after that, he walked to a random place and sat cross-legged under an old tree with a crooked neck, as if he was undecided. Wu Xu, sitting aside, meditating for a moment, still had no clue, then he also put it aside, his divine consciousness entered the Dharma realm again, looking at the silent transmission jade talisman, frowning and chanting the Buddha, hesitating.

"Amitabha", a delicate woman, roared out a strong Buddha horn, and came out of nowhere. This woman looks like a flower, and vaguely, the two shallow dimples on her cheeks still hide a charming smile.

Wuxu couldn't help but show a lewd smile: This mirage of clouds is really interesting. The person in front of him should obviously be a male Buddhist monk, but at this moment, he is a weak little lady.

But when he saw this woman, he walked closer, clasped his hands together, and said loudly, "I have seen two masters in Guangji Temple in western Sichuan. ”

Fang Cai Wuxu and Master Pasipa have made a move, and those who know the goods naturally know that they are at least real monks. This person, with his expression and tone, is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is obviously also a real monk.

Guangji Temple in western Sichuan can be enlightened and have no impression after thinking about it. Slightly sideways, but saw Master Pasipa clasping his palms in return, "It turned out to be Master Nengjue, in the lower treasure seal (in the lower enlightenment)"

Master Nengjue, waiting for Wuxu and Master Ba Si Pa to return the salute in unison, thought for a while, and suddenly "Hua Rong slightly lost color", stared at Wu Xuan and Ba Si Pa, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately I will be lucky!" Then, pointing to the open space next to Wu Xu, "Poor monk is cheeky, can you disturb the two of you here?"

Master Phags-pa groaned slightly, nodded silently, and Wu Xuan saw the same thing. Na Nengjue whispered the Buddha's name again, sat down quietly beside Wuxu, and then put his hands together, and also went to meditation.

After a while, another monk came over, recited the Buddha's name, and claimed to be true in Taihu Ji'an Temple. In this case, within an hour, seven or eight monks, claiming to be monks from such and such a temple, came to greet each other, and then sat down around Wuxu and Master Phags-pa.

Well, we can make a temporary dojo......

Wu Xuzheng was secretly thinking, and suddenly, in the distance opposite, there was a faint commotion. But seeing that some people retreated, some people entered, and after a while, there were more than ten people, sitting around the two green-robed old men. These two old men have simple faces and faint evil in their eyes. Wu Xuan was shocked in his heart, these two people were clearly the true spiritual cultivators of the East China Sea Dragon Clan. That demonic aura was slowly released, but it had already rushed to the sky, but it had already shocked the audience.

Subsequently, on a meadow, there were several people who showed their momentum, turned into Confucian appearances, chanted in unison, and for a while, their voices were loud and dancing.

Wu Xu, lowered his head, but raised his head, but in the Dharma Realm, through the jade talisman, he summoned Liu Bowen, "Brother Qingtian, are you reciting the Analects there?"

After a while, Liu Bowen replied with a smile, "Master Wuxu, are you only allowed to have a golden lotus in the tongue of people in the Buddhist Sect, and you are not allowed to be like us scholars?"

Wu Xu, smiled slightly, but he heard the voice of Xuanjizi sound, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, you, a golden lotus with a bright tongue, and a person who cares, do you have any plans for what the poor Dao just said?" he didn't know where to hide.

Wuxu, pondered for a moment, and replied, "Earlier, Yang Yingrong found you and wanted to go with you to intercept and kill Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru. In that case, why should I wait for a move?"

Xuanjizi replied suddenly, "Master Wuxu, why do you have to pretend to be confused like this?"

Xuan Jizi, and Yang Yingrong, have always been at odds, fighting openly and secretly. Yang Yingrong wanted to join forces with him to deal with Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru, and captured Xingyun Bamboo. How could Xuan Jizi not have the heart to take precautions? He wanted to unite Wuxu and Liu Bowen and lay down his back.

Wuxu and Liu Bowen also know this. But that's not the point, the point is really to start? Once you enter the sect, it's as deep as the sea, and it's hard to turn back after a day of practice! How can you say that you're not drunk, and how can you remember the residual warmth? When can you put down the butcher's knife when you raise it?

Wuxu and Liu Bowen were silent again. Xuanjizi, hehe laughed twice, and said no more......

Li Mingshan held Han Shuang's hand, his palms were full of sweat, and his whole body was hot, like a fish in warm water. As soon as they entered this mirage, he and Han Shuang changed into a different appearance. I have become a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and the clothes on my body have also changed, just like Xiao Luo's floral skirt when she was not married.

Han Shuang also changed his appearance, his face was full of black energy, and he dissipated without a trace, and he was heroic. He smiled and stretched out his hand, his broad palm tightly gripping Li Mingshan's boneless little hand.

The two of them didn't say anything, so they snuggled together, walking side by side, with smiles on their eyebrows and faces. Walking all the way, it is like a spring breeze. The monks who were silent, restrained, and suppressed looked sideways, their eyes flashing.

Feeling these gazes, Li Mingshan couldn't help but twitch her hands weakly, and whispered, "Shuang'er!" Han Shuang held Li Mingshan's hand tighter, lowered his head, and whispered beside Li Mingshan's pink earlobe, "Master, this mirage of clouds is unpredictable. Outsiders can't see through our identity and cultivation. ”

"Hmm. Li Mingshan hummed in a low voice, and after a moment, he raised his head with concern and looked at Han Shuang's face and eyes, "How is your injury?"

Han Shuang shook his head at Li Mingshan silently, and then, puffing up his chest, holding Li Mingshan's hand, walked briskly past stalls and attic courtyards.

Walking, walking, Li Mingshan stopped, and looked in front of him with obvious hesitation where Wuxu and Ba Si Pa were. Fang Cai, the secret contest between Wuxu, Ba Si Pa and the people in the Demon Dao, she and Han Shuang also saw it. I and Shuang'er, because of the token given by the master of Buddhism, can enter this mirage, naturally, I have a good impression of Buddhism. I wanted to go and make a bow, but I had to pass through the attic where the demonic monks gathered.

Han Shuang, who had already sensed Li Mingshan's thoughts and hesitation, thought about it, patted Li Mingshan's shoulder slightly, took her hand, and quietly turned sideways, avoiding the attic from afar.

Unbeknownst to them, as soon as the two of them turned around, a figure flew out of the attic and landed in front of them, blocking the way. This person, smiling, kept looking at Li Mingshan and Han Shuang, seemed to recognize them, and said, "What a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!"

Han Shuang, stepped forward, blocked in front of Li Mingshan, and saluted this person and said, "This senior, the two of us are just here for a visit, if there is any disturbance, look at Haihan." ”

The man flicked his cyan sleeves slightly, although he deliberately lowered his voice, but his voice was incomparably **, "I can't imagine it, you still recognize me." ”

Han Shuang's brows furrowed, his voice lowered, and he replied very respectfully, "Han Shuang doesn't dare to forget." ”

Li Mingshan on the side, even if he was a fool, knew that the demon in front of him, who looked like a man and a woman, recognized Han Shuang, was very nervous, grabbed Han Shuang's hand tightly, and at the same time quietly pressed his right hand on the sword at his waist.

Yang Yingrong, seeing it in her eyes, was overjoyed, but her tone was extremely sad, and she slowly laughed, "Shuang'er, your master wants to draw her sword and kill the slave family?"

Han Shuang, without saying a word, took Li Mingshan and retreated backwards. That Yang Yingrong, seeing this, smiled, and her figure flashed, virtual and real, overlapping, and instantly flew around Li Mingshan and Han Shuang.

At this time, in the blue sky and white day, a touch of moonlight fell from the sky and fell on Yang Yingrong's shadows. Yang Yingrong, dressed in a green robe, put away the magic shadow, stood in the air, and stared at the two beautiful girls who didn't know when they appeared.

These two beautiful girls are extremely beautiful. has appeared, it has attracted everyone's attention, and at the same time, everyone has been secretly surprised. It must be a great monk, with the help of this illusion, to make himself more beautiful with the help of this illusion.

But see, these two beautiful girls, just like Li Mingshan and Han Shuang, are holding hands and standing side by side. It's just that compared with Li Mingshan and the others, between their expectations, their bright eyes and bright teeth are bright, their light eyebrows and red lips are hidden and comfortable, standing in the air, they can be described as radiant.

Everyone saw it in their eyes, and they immediately knew. These two beautiful girls must be a pair of Taoist couples with advanced cultivation, and seeing that Li Mingshan and Han Shuang, a pair of newcomers, were forced by the witches of the Demon Peak in public, they couldn't help but come forward. I just don't know, when did this world, and even the sea of clouds in Lushan, come out with such a pair of fairy couples?

Hmph! Above this mirage of clouds, suddenly darkened, and a huge figure appeared, occupying most of the sky here, it looked vague, but the momentum was boundless, causing everyone below to raise their heads in unison, showing a look of surprise. With such a formation, it must be the True Spirit Great Monk who is presiding over the Cloud Mirage Secret City here!

As soon as this person appeared, Yang Yingrong respectfully saluted to the sky, and then flew back to the attic.

One of the two beautiful girls raised his head and glanced at the True Spirit Great Monk in the sky, and then quietly disappeared with his companions.

Wuxu could see that the True Spirit Great Cultivator who suddenly appeared in the sky was the Chu Mountain of the Hidden Moon Sect. At the same time, feeling the faintly glowing moon beads in the Dharma Realm, after a little thought, he guessed that these two beautiful girls must be Lu Miaoying and Zhang Ruoyue.

Yang Yingrong returned to the attic, glanced at a black-robed old man beside her, and then looked at the green-shirted guest who had previously shot at Ba Si Pa and Wu Xu, and sighed faintly, "The other sects are all in pairs, fighting side by side, there is no one in our demon gate, only the poor slave family and me, who went out alone and showed up, embarrassed." ”

The green-shirted man smiled mysteriously, but he was speechless. I quietly went up the mountain this time, if I hadn't come for the first time, I was not familiar with the place, why should I deliberately expose my identity and deal with this woman in vain.

That Yang Yingrong touched a soft nail, and suddenly faced frost, led left and right, and went upstairs. An old man in a black robe beside him stopped talking, Yang Yingrong saw it in her eyes, turned around and walked to the window, and asked casually, "It's important to get down to business." Those two, can you find out?"

The black-robed old man didn't dare to be stubborn, and hurriedly took out an object shaped like a compass. The surface of this object is as smooth as a mirror, but it is black, and it is shiny black. This thing, called the Yin Demon Disk, was given to Yang Yingrong to use in order to track Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru. According to the rules of the Demon Gate, Yang Yingrong's demon generals all have the Heavenly Demon Seal planted by him. The person with the Heavenly Demon Seal in his body, every word and deed is under the monitoring and control of the person who casts the seal. The four demon generals were killed by Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru that day, and before the Heavenly Demon Seal in their bodies was shattered, they transmitted back the scene and a trace of Li and Liang's breath. Yang Yingrong, sealed this trace of breath into the Yin Demon Disk, and after entering the cloud mirage, she ordered the black-robed old man to follow the induction and explore everywhere.

The black-robed old man raised his head slightly and glanced at Yang Yingrong's back, and said respectfully, "My subordinates have followed the instructions and instructions of the left envoy, and have already investigated the current appearance and location of those two people. "Let's say, as soon as my hands spit out the magic power, I saw the black mirror, the red light flashed, and pictures appeared. In that picture, the figures of the two monks are delicate, with the surrounding characters and scenery, and in the background, the special hall of Nami City is towering.

"I can't imagine that they actually collude with Qiankun Dao?" Yang Yingrong kept looking out the window, but seemed to have a full view of the situation behind her, "You should pay attention to their behavior again." If this matter is done well, this palace will naturally let you be happy. ”

The black-robed old man, with a gleam in his eyes, didn't say much, bowed down and hugged his fists, and retreated. He turned into a black shadow, quietly came out from behind the attic, and saw Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru from a distance, so he slowed down, put on a straight face, and walked away silently.

He thought that he was unaware of his move, but he didn't take a few steps. One of them stopped in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a big man in red, with a stubble on his face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a striking red hairpin in the thick black hair on his head.

"Who's the driver?" the black-robed old man hissed in a hoarse voice.

The red-clothed man untied the storage bag around his waist and offered treasures as if he had taken out three or four shining pearl necklaces. The black-robed old man glanced at it slightly, holding back his disdain, and his tone was indifferent and terrifying, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested." "Say, just as I was about to take a step and pass by its side.

"Hehe, Yue Daoyou, it's such a big shelf now. The big man in red, his hearty laughter, mixed with such a sentence, but like a steep spring breeze in March, actually made the old man in black robe, a spirit, stiff there.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?" After a moment, the black-robed old man's voice was lower, almost inaudible, like a snake hibernating in a deep cave.

The big man in red, with a smile on his face, took out a small black incense burner from the storage bag. When the black-robed old man saw this, his body trembled slightly, his eyes lit up, and he was about to speak.

Seeing this, the big man in red turned around instead, and as he walked, he laughed and scolded to himself, "Ge Laozi, that Tianzun is immeasurable, there are goods that no one knows! ”

The black-robed old man frowned and glanced at Qi's back coldly, and then walked towards Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru by himself.

Let's say that the big man in red, scolding, entered an attic in front, but put away the storage bag, swaggered up to the second floor, asked for a private room, asked for a pot of good tea, two cups, one looked at Erlang's legs, hummed and poured himself a drink.

In less than an hour, the door of the private room was blown open by the wind. The big man in red lowered his feet and said in a calm tone, "Come in." Here, I have placed a ban. ”

The black-robed old man floated in as if his feet were not touching the ground. First paused, then landed on the wooden board, and then took two steps forward, before facing the red-clothed man, he bowed his hand and bowed, "Junior Yue Feiyang, see Xuanji Dao Chief." ”

"No courtesy, no courtesy!" Xuan Jizi sat at the tea table, smiling, and the big red robe on his body was like a cloud.

That's right

The wind is dancing on the plain, and the East China Sea demon is angry.

There are people walking side by side, just like the companions of the king.

The magic disk locks the seal of life and death, and the incense burner is dusty.

The five yin are blazing and true and illusory, and a Buddha number is a total of tree ginseng.