Lu Sixteen suddenly exclaimed, his face was happy, and his eyes looked at Yu Wenhui.

Yu Wenhui did not participate in the siege, it still took them more than ten minutes to kill the white python, and after getting the loot, Lu Sixteen's face changed slightly, and he was full of joy.

Yu Wenhui didn't ask him what benefits he had gained, he just smiled and said, "I also got the task of apprenticeship to Qingyang Palace, but I shared it from a friend, I don't know how to hook up with those Taoist priests, I don't know if Brother Lu can teach me?"

Lu Sixteen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that Yu Wenhui was asking about this, and said: "You just need to go to the Baye Zhenren and say that you want to become a monk, don't mention the matter of learning martial arts, otherwise he will reject you." ”

Yu Wenhui arched his hands, thanked him, and turned around with a smile, he hadn't walked a few steps before he heard Lu Sixteen ask: "May I ask if the person who shares this task is Huang Tianxia?"

Yu Wenhui's feet were slightly sluggish, he smiled slightly, and said, "But it's not!"

He secretly exclaimed in his heart: "It's so hanging!" Needless to say, this task must be related to Lu Sixteen, but I don't know if he shared it with Huang Tianxia, or Huang Tianxia shared it with him, no matter who shared it with whom, Yu Wenhui had a feeling of being caught "thief", and he didn't explain much, and left in a hurry.

Lu Sixteen's face was a little ugly, and he lowered his voice and said, "Huang Tianxia's ......"

On the way back, Yu Wenhui saw Sister Xiaozhi, but he just hurriedly said hello, and then walked away, so that Sister Xiaozhi, who was going to be able to break through the pass this time and go to kill everywhere, shouted angrily: "I'm back, I'm not playing." ”

Yu Wenhui even disliked that it was too wasteful to rush to the road, so he used a thousand-mile instant card and went directly to the gate of Qingyang Palace.

It was the first time for him to go to this world-famous Taoist temple, he took a deep breath, and was about to walk inside, when a little Taoist boy blocked his way and said lightly: "Donor, go over there to buy a ticket!"

"What's that?"

Yu Wenhui was stunned, Xiaodao Tong pursed his mouth, and repeated: "Donor, go over there to buy a ticket!"

Yu Wenhui followed the outstretched fingers of this little Taoist boy, looked not far away, and sure enough, he saw a lonely pavilion at the entrance of Qingyang Palace, and there were eight young and beautiful little Taoist aunts in it, all of them were dignified and steady, but there were three big characters on the pavilion, which was extremely damaging to the atmosphere.

-- Ticket Office --

Yu Wenhui touched his face twice, made sure that the expression on his face did not reveal the shock in his heart, walked to the ticket booth, and asked: "I don't know ......"

A little Taoist aunt said crisply: "The package ticket is 8,000! The ticket price is 90, and the ticket price of various attractions is different, and you can buy it according to the picture." ”

Yu Wenhui noticed that in the ticket booth, there was a map, and the map marked the ticket prices of various pavilions and pavilions in Qingyang Palace. Of course, the package ticket is not without benefits, some attractions are marked and only open to package holders......

"This is a black-hearted Taoist temple!"

Yu Wenhui really didn't hold back this sentence, Xiao Daogu, who sold tickets, couldn't help but sneer: "You are the black heart!" Yu Wenhui didn't dare to refute, Qingyang Palace is a master here, Bajing Zhenren has just broken through the eight stars, fierce and tight, he can only laugh and say: "I am the black heart, I am the black heart, I am the black heart...... Give me a package. ”

In his full-time Martial God account, most of the funds were transferred to Zhang Yuxin, but there was still no shortage of this ticket money. The most important thing is that he doesn't know where the Yaye Zhenren is in the Taoist Temple, in case he sees that the Yaba Zhenren is not far away, but because he didn't buy a ticket, he can't stand the body of the Yaba Zhenren, but he will spend money in vain.

Yu Wenhui took out the money and bought a set of tickets, but this time Xiao Daotong did not stop him and let him enter the Qingyang Palace.

Qingyang Palace is extremely vast, as the mountain gate of the Taiyi sect of the Daomen, the top twenty major factions of the full-time martial gods, there are 18,000 disciples, and in modern society, the scale can also be comparable to an ordinary university.

With so many Taoist priests, there are not enough palaces, so naturally they can't live there.

Yu Wenhui glanced at the map of the ticket hall, but he had an impression of the building of Qingyang Palace, and after entering Qingyang Palace, he asked a few Taoist priests to inquire, where is the real person of the eight leaves to cultivate?

He asked three or five people, and finally found out that the eight leaves of the real person in the Zhenjun Palace, this Taoist lecture hall, enshrined the thirty-one true monarchs of orthodox Taoism, even the Taoist temple in reality has no such scale, such a luxurious building.

Yu Wenhui was curious, in addition to seeing the real people of the eight leaves, he also wanted to see the grandeur of the thirty-one Taoist true monarchs. He turned around seven times and eight times, relying on his foot strength, and walked for more than an hour before he saw the building complex of the True Monarch Palace.

Among them is the largest True Monarch Hall, dedicated to twenty-eight True Monarchs, and there are three smaller True Monarch Halls on both sides, dedicated to the three True Monarchs who later became gods.

Yu Wenhui entered the Zhenjun Palace, didn't care to see the Zhenjun, first found a sprinkler Taoist priest, and asked, "I don't know if the eight-leaf real person can cultivate here?"

The Taoist priest who sprinkled and swept was not young, and the Taoist robe on his body had a few patches, but he was clean, with a wisp of long hair, and some Taoist bones, but his status was not very high. He smiled slightly and said, "What are you doing looking for the real person of the eight leaves?"

Yu Wenhui replied according to what Lu Sixteen said: "I am here to learn the Tao for monks!"

When the Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "Old man, don't coax me. The palace has always been open to the public, as long as you pay 80,000 yuan, you can enter the palace to learn the Tao, and you don't need to find the real person of the eight leaves. If you want to learn martial arts, but you don't ...... At this age, I can't apprentice. ”

Only then did Yu Wenhui understand that Lu Sixteen actually deceived him, he thought about it slightly, and then he understood, forgive me that the problem must still lie with Huang Tianxia. He was not ashamed, and continued to ask: "Although I am older, why can't I learn martial arts? Even if I win in the rivers and lakes, there is no hope, and I can always prolong my life!"

The Taoist priest who sprinkled the sweep smiled and said, "If you want to learn martial arts, it's bad to come to find the real person of the eight leaves." Because of the battle in the rivers and lakes, he was secretly poisoned and abolished his martial arts. If you go to him to learn the Tao, I'm afraid that his old man is really a little possible, and he will accept you as a beginner, but it's just ...... Then you can't learn martial arts anymore. ”

Only then did Yu Wenhui understand why Lu Sixteen deliberately instructed him to find the true person of the Eight Leaves, and he had to claim to be learning the Tao, not martial arts. He secretly shouted in his heart: "It's a shame that I asked this Taoist priest who sprinkled sweeping, otherwise wouldn't he be unlucky?" This guy is too bad-hearted, and sooner or later I will give him a tribute in return." ”