The Taoist priest smiled coldly and said: "Taiyuan Mokun Temple is famous in the rivers and lakes, and the monk who destroyed the pharaoh is even more famous. However, the empty disciples are bullying the weak and doing nonsense outside, but they are also taught by the Pharaoh monks?" Chasing Feng heard that he insulted his master, he couldn't bear it anymore, took a step forward, and said: "The Taoist chief has repeatedly questioned him, arrogant and rude, and he must also be a senior in the rivers and lakes. Poor monks don't know how to learn, but want to ask for advice. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to grab the teacup in front of him, this time the shot was incoherent, the Taoist priest was caught off guard, chasing the wind had already grabbed the teacup, he smiled slightly: "This cup of tea is bitter, don't drink it." Dao Chief, offended. Saying that, he turned over the teacup, wanted to splash it on the ground, but the tea was like lacquer sticky, not poured out at all, chasing the wind knew that he had performed Taoism, smiled slightly, and secretly performed the gong in his hand, only to see the teacup gradually dripping water, the Taoist priest was slightly surprised, but there were no waves on his face, and he silently recited the mantra in his mouth, although the tea dripped out much slower, but it still did not stop. The Taoist priest knew that he was not a vulgar hand, and seeing that the other party was crowded, it was not appropriate to make a fuss, so he took the mantra and said with a smile: "I have heard that the master of Mokun Temple is like a cloud, and when I see it today, it is true." The world's interpretation of the Tao is a family, and the poor Tao also has a clumsy skill, please advise the senior brother. With that, he took out a piccolo from his bosom and blew it quietly. Chasing the wind stared at the static qi, secretly guarded, and suddenly saw all the heavenly wolf guards covering their ears tightly, their faces were hideous, as if they were in great pain, chasing the wind and his heart moved, and suddenly remembered that the master once said that there is a kind of martial arts in the world that can take people's hearts, and those who are recruited will be unbearable, and the heart will be broken and die. He hurriedly gathered his breath and resisted, the flute was sometimes melodious and tactful, sometimes high-pitched and agitated, and after a while, all the heavenly wolf guards were stunned, their eyes rolled white, and they saw that they would be crazy and stupid in a few moments, and they chased the wind and hurriedly saluted, and said: "The Taoist chief has profound skills, please raise your noble hand and let these subordinates go." The Taoist priest stopped leisurely, saw that Chasing the wind had a ruddy complexion, and he seemed to be fine, and he secretly admired it in his heart, and said: "The sound of the flute of the poor road can destroy the heart and lungs, and ordinary people can either die or be injured when they hear it, and the senior brother can be safe and sound, and it can be known that the internal strength is also very good." I don't know if Senior Brother can recognize the song of Poor Dao?" Chasing the wind said: "The Taoist chief has won the gist of the thirteen branches of Zhu You, which is respectable and admirable. Is it okay to respect the master and pick up the stars?" The Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed and said: "Senior Brother Cheng Jiyan, the family teacher is an old man in good spirits, and now Penglai Island is enjoying Qingfu and recuperating in his old age." "This Taoist priest is Huang Youdao.

It turned out that he had gone all the way south since he left the Yanwang Mansion, and came to Zhongshan to visit Murong Chui on the order of Murong Hao. He traveled day and night, and finally arrived at the Zhongshan realm on this day, after a long journey, he was hungry and thirsty, and saw an inn on the side of the road, so he came in to rest, but he met Chasing Wind and others.

Huang Youdao glanced at the Heavenly Wolf Guards and said, "King Zhao will actually send a close servant to the Heavenly Wolf Guard, and it must be very important to think that the senior brother wants to do something." I don't know where you are going, but if you are on the same road, you can also go with you. He was just curious, and asked casually. One day, the wolf guard said angrily: "We are going to Dragon City to do something big, and we don't have the time to talk to you." He had a splitting headache because of the sound of the flute, and he was disgusted with Huang Youdao and wanted to show off with this statement. Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, Chasing the wind hurriedly stopped, but it was too late, Huang Youdao was thoughtful, and he knew that something was wrong, so he turned his face and smiled: "Since this is the case, then don't disturb all friends." The poor road also has to hurry, and we will have a period later. With that, he stood up, bowed to Chasing Wind and the Heavenly Wolf Guards, and left.

Seeing that he had gone far, Chasing Feng said: "The matter of going to Dragon City is extremely confidential, and it must not be leaked for half a point." If someone commits it again, it will not be spared. "Everyone said yes. Chasing Feng originally suspected that Huang Youdao would have more trouble from it, but he felt that it would not be so coincidental, so he smiled and stopped thinking about it. After everyone had eaten and drunk, they set out on their way to continue their journey.

Huang Youdao left the inn, hurriedly rushed to Zhongshan City, entered the city and asked for directions, and went straight to a village in the west of the city. The north of the village is facing south, not very grandiose, but simple and elegant, there is a different flavor, Huang Youdao came to the front of the hospital, looked up, the plaque of the courtyard door is written with "Panlongzhuang" three big characters, the copper ring on the door is rusty, it is obvious that there are few visitors. Huang Youdao dusted off his sleeves, stepped forward and lightly buttoned the door knocker, and then bowed and waited quietly. After a while, the door creaked, and a person dressed as a servant stuck his head out of the crack in the door, looked at Huang Youdao, and asked, "Who are you?" Huang Youdao said with a smile: "Poor Huang Youdao, on the order of the old Yan King, came to visit His Royal Highness." Please let us know. The man looked at him in amazement and said, "Please wait a moment." With that, he closed the door again.

After another hour the door opened again, and the servant said, "Please come in." Huang Youdao hurriedly followed in, saw the courtyard of green bamboo, one of the roads meandering, the two walked along the road, suddenly heard a sound of the piano faintly, through the bamboo forest, at the end of a pavilion, the pavilion sat one, Eguan Bo belt, eyebrows and eyes, is leisurely stroking the qin. The two walked to the bottom of the pavilion, and the servant said softly, "Master, the guest is here." Huang Youdao hurriedly stepped forward, shook it to the end, and said, "Xiaodao came to visit His Highness at the behest of the old prince." "That person is Murong Hao's fifth son, Murong Chui, the general of the Yan Hussars. Huang Youdao peeked at him, and saw that his face was like a crown of jade, feminine and handsome, and he couldn't help but be stunned, then lowered his head and said loudly: "The old prince has a secret decree, and he wants to hand over the path to His Highness." The sound of the piano paused slightly, and then sounded again and again, and after a while, Murong Chui said softly: "Xiao Kui, take the prince's secret decree and invite the guests to go down." "Then close your eyes and concentrate on the piano. The servant said, "Yes." He turned around and took the secret decree, held it in both hands and put it on the pavilion table, and then asked Huang Youdao to leave, Huang Youdao was quite surprised, and it was difficult to say anything, so he returned to the courtyard with the servant and rested in a side room.

Murong lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the secret decree, sneered silently, and continued to stroke the qin for fun.

Huang Youdao saw that the village was cold and abnormal, and his curiosity rose, and he asked the servant: "Your Highness is extremely honorable, why do you live here?" The servant said: "The master has a quiet temperament and little desire, and he is usually unwilling to flow with the laity, which is why this village is so quiet." As for why the master lives here, the villain does not know, he moved here from Dragon City with his master three years ago, and has been here. Huang Youdao secretly guessed that it might be related to the prince Murong Jun, but what it was, it was not true. Suddenly remembered something, and said hurriedly: "There is another matter in the path, and I must report it to His Highness." The stakes are very high, please introduce them on your behalf. The servant said, "The master must go to the pavilion at this time of day to play the harp, and you must not disturb it unless it is important." Please wait a moment, and the host will summon you. ”