The old man saw the white lotus flower emerging from Wuxu's fingertips, and hurriedly got up from the soft couch, staring at the lotus flower with wide eyes and carefully examining it, while muttering to himself, "The white lotus blossoms, save people." After a while, he fell to the ground and shouted to Wu Xu, "Please also ask the immortal master to save more than 100 untouchables in Gaojia Village." After that, a handful of snot and a handful of tears told him the truth. It turned out that this old man was the head of Gaojia Village, and his name was Gao Laohan. There are more than 100 people in Gaojia Village, which is located forty miles southeast of Dayan Gorge. It was originally in the middle of the poor countryside, seeking to survive and have no quarrel with the world. Unexpectedly, in recent years, natural disasters have been repeated, and after the villagers paid the imperial grain, there was almost no surplus grain. It was because he had to stay away from the village and gather herbs in exchange for food. And the young man next to Gao Laohan that day was Gao Laohan's grandson, Gao Erhan. That high school sophomore Han didn't know when he entered the White Lotus Sect, learned some spells, and was followed by a group of young people in the village. Today in Dayan Gorge, Gao Laohan saw that the lama was fierce, and in desperation, he had to signal his grandson to find an opportunity to escape, return to the village to report the news, and tell the villagers to move quickly. How do you know that the second year of high school saw that the lama behind him was not an ordinary person, so he had to use the White Lotus Sect weapon to escape, but unexpectedly, he was targeted by the third prince and Gesang Li, which caused a monstrous disaster.

Wuxu knew the ins and outs of the incident, and didn't listen to Gao Laohan's nagging too much, flew to Xuanjizi's residence, verified the location with it, and then told Xuanjizi again to deviate slightly from ten miles, and then returned to the big tent with Xuanjizi. The third prince, Balzoda, heard that Xuanjizi and Wuxu were all aware of the location of the village, thirty miles southeast of Dayan Gorge, and the magic showed that the person who was being tracked was still there, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he wanted to lead everyone to attack overnight. Fortunately, Wuxu dissuaded, "Although it has been tracked, the enemy's strength is unknown, and if you run in the middle of the night, if you encounter a secret post or trap, you may have casualties." Mo Ruo, himself, Xuan Jizi and others will check and spy first, and tell the truth, and tomorrow morning, they can steadily encircle and suppress it. The third prince thought for a moment, nodded and said good, then ordered Wuxu and Xuanji to go to spy on it, Gesang Hu Gesangli and others stayed in the camp, guarded the big tent, and deployed manpower, and when Wuxu and Xuanjizi turned the news, they killed the past.

Wuxu and Xuanjizi, in the night, flew out of the camp together. After a moment to the southeast, Wuxu said to Xuanjizi, "The scenery of Dayan Canyon is very good, why don't you and I go here, take a break, and talk under the moon?"

This Dayan Canyon stands with cliffs on both sides, leaving a line and a half-kilometer empty space in the middle, winding for ten miles. In the canyon, there are many trees, and occasionally well-known beasts howl at the moon, but it becomes more and more quiet and strange in Dayan Canyon at this moment. Wuxu and Xuanjizi chose a mountain and stopped.

The bright moon is gone, the night is like water, Wuxu stood on the edge of the cliff, shook the slightly wet monk's robe, turned to Xuanjizi and said, "This canyon is called Dayan Gorge, maybe it is to take the meaning of the wild geese going south in winter and the wild geese returning to the north in spring." The Xuanjizi held the dust whisk, more than ten meters away from Wuxu, and stood there with a shadow, hearing Wuxu open his mouth and chant a song of Zhang Yanghao's "Hillside Sheep?

The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road.

Looking at the western capital, he hesitated.

Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Ah Xing, the people suffer, and when they die, the people suffer.

This famous lyrics and song, Wuxu also read it in his previous life, and he also appreciated the deep feelings of love for the people in the sad world. nodded at the moment, and said bluntly to Xuanjizi Tong Yuchun, "Today's Yuan Dynasty is tyrannical, and the luck has declined, I don't know what the Quanzhen Sect thinks?" But seeing that Xuanjizi was carrying the Yellow Dragon Sword, he was faintly shaking the dust in the distance, and he said in a low voice, "When the ancestor saw that the Song family was unbearable, the Great Yuan was prosperous, and he entered the Mongolian big tent, saying that he did not do the Tao of immortality, and he really persuaded that Temujin to practice the art of Huang Lao and recuperate. However, the Yuan Dynasty did not think of the common people in the world, but killed the Quartet with iron horses. After that, it was divided into the number of ordinary people, etc., and so on. This is not what I want to teach. ”

Wuxu sang, "The Yuan Dynasty has a number of people, and it is a big mistake to divide and rule. He also respects and condones the disciples of this sect to blindly be arrogant and extravagant, which is a big violation of Buddhism. Isn't it the anger of heaven and the resentment of men? ”

Xuanjizi smiled, "The master is really that Mo Enye?"

Wu Xuan clasped his palms together and said respectfully, "The Dao Leader guessed that I was no longer Moen, yes and no. In the past, Mo En has disappeared, and the person he sees today is the person who was personally given the Taoist name Huiming by the old national teacher of Ba Sipa. ”

Xuanjizi laughed, understood in his heart what Wuxu meant, and no longer entangled in Wuxu's identity, and said after a moment of silence, "The north is true and the south is the same, and the whole truth and the Lamaism are in the north, one Buddha together, crossing the world, and the south Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect is the same as the Taomen, I don't know what the old national teacher and master of Ba Si Pa think?"

Wuxu smiled slightly, "Red lotus, white lotus, green lotus leaf, the three sects turned out to be one family. Although the little monk received the teacher's order, he went to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain to show goodwill. But presumably there are also fellow disciples who have been ordered by their teachers to go to the Quanzhen Sect to teach well. The Taoist will know when he returns to the sect later. ”

Xuanjizi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "Previously, the master instructed the poor Dao to say that the location of Gaojia Village was ten miles, I don't know what the mystery is? ”

Wuxu heard Xuan Jizi ask like this, and knew that Xuan Jizi still had many doubts in his heart, and he was unwilling to cover it up for himself, so he bowed and saluted, and said loudly, "I also hope that the Taoist will help." The little monk went to the Gaojia Village to find out, and hoped that the Taoist chief would be in the middle of the town here to respond. When tomorrow night, the little monk will come here, bringing the reply letter from the Master's decree and the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master's Mansion, and talking to the Taoist chief about benevolence and righteousness. ”

When the mysterious man heard Wuxu say this, he couldn't help laughing, and the birds were so frightened that the birds were silent, and the beasts retreated. As soon as the dust was brushed away, Xuan Jizi came to a rock and said, "Poor Dao will meditate here and wait for Master Huiming to come back tomorrow night." After speaking, he pinched the formula in his hand, closed his eyes and meditated, and said no more.

Wuxu saw this scene. Without further ado, he sacrificed out of the mandala Dharma Realm and flew straight to Gaojia Village forty miles to the southeast.

As soon as he was in the air, Wuxu saw the lights in front of him and moved slowly, and there should be someone below with a torch swimming. Knowing that this was Gaojia Village, Wuxu slowly descended, and flew towards the brightest place with the lights in a hurry. When they approached the village below, they could only hear the sound of cymbals, and the torches gathered at the entrance of the village with the rapid whistle. Wuxu fell to the ground, and only a shout came. More than a dozen strong men with torches surrounded themselves, and there were even more handsome young people, holding bows and arrows, carrying swords, taking advantage of the terrain in the village, forming a killing array. Wu didn't want to think about it, and directly sacrificed the blue sea pearl, and a crystal clear white lotus appeared on his fingertips again. Immediately, someone hurried. Grab a torch and run to the village.

Seeing this situation, Wuxu couldn't help but sigh, "I can't imagine that the White Lotus Sect has infiltrated these poor and remote places to such an extent. "I just put the white lotus in my hand slightly, and someone recognized the goods and ran to tell the letter.

After a while, a man rushed from the village, stared at the white lotus flower swaying at the tips of Wuxu's fingers for a moment, stepped forward, hugged his fists, and said loudly, "Lan Yu, a disciple of the White Lotus Society, has seen an immortal master. ”

When Wuxu heard the word blue jade, he almost stumbled, stabilized his mind, flicked his fingers, and turned the previous white lotus flower into the size of a grinding plate, slowly circling around Gaojia Village. Then, with his hands folded, he said to the man who called himself Lan Yu, and the young man who was holding a torch and bending a bow and arrow, and said, "Gao Erhan's use of the White Lotus Spell has been detected by the third prince of the dynasty, Balzoda. Early tomorrow morning, the Mongols will come here to encircle and suppress the White Lotus bandits. You have to move quickly. The strong men in the village, who were holding torches and bows and arrows, were in an uproar. The strong man who called himself Lan Yu raised his hand to stop the noise of the crowd, looking very majestic, walked closer, faced Wuxu, hugged his fists and said, "Haven't you asked the immortal master for the Tao?" Wuxu looked at this strong man with five big and three thick, thought for a while, and replied, "Little monk Wuxu." The blue jade bowed again, "The Immortal Master of Wuxu is polite, but I don't know how the old village chief is now?"

Wu Xuan saw that the villagers heard that Lan Yu was so humble and not arrogant and first asked the old village chief, and they looked very nervous, and they couldn't help nodding secretly, this Ming Dynasty fierce general now seems to at least know how to gather people's hearts. The old man wrapped in a sheepskin mandala was released, and replied heavily, "Everything is fine." But you have to move as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Wuxu said again in a loud voice, he transferred as soon as possible, and without hesitation, he hugged the unconscious old man, and immediately turned around and gave orders. In a moment, the strong man who ran out to surround Wuxu just now receded like a tide. Then all the lights of the village in front of them were extinguished, and with the cry of a child, and the clamor of the woman's care, the whole village quickly disappeared into the night.

Wuxu looked at Lan Yu, who had never left, and asked half puzzled and half curious, "Why don't you leave?" The Lan Yu knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Contemptible Lan Yu, obey the dispatch of the immortal master." ”

As the so-called wild goose canyon is in a hurry at night, Tong cares about the ancient saying.

The blue jade came out under the white lotus, and the people of Gaojia Village disappeared without a trace.