The two of them were overjoyed and glanced at each other with a sharp heart.

Then Bai Yun hurriedly turned around and approached the sword Taoist priest.

", the Daoists are not in the mood to deal with you. Before Bai Yun could speak, a tall and thin Taoist priest scolded.

"What? Good dog doesn't get in the way, and he is reluctant to go away? Don't think that with a broken sword, you feel that you are a god descending to earth, and you have a dead mouse in your waist and pretend to be hunting. Eh, your broken sword is still wrapped in cloth, can you use it? Get out of the way, don't get in the way of the Taoists. The tall and thin Taoist priest was unforgiving, full of bitter and vicious words.

"Fellow Daoists, I am also a disciple of the Taoist family, and the person you said with a gold-plated folding fan is my fellow disciple, may I ask where they are?" Facing the evil words of the tall and thin Taoist priest, Bai Yun asked calmly.

But as soon as these words came out, except for the tall and thin Taoist priests, the rest of the Taoist priests laughed.

The tall and thin Taoist priest mistakenly thought that Bai Yun was deliberately scratching his sore spot, gritted his teeth with hatred, and said angrily: "Oh, you kid, do you believe that I will whip you?"

Between the words, the tall and thin Taoist priest Yu Guang wandered, and found that there was a cold and dusty woman in white behind Bai Yun, so he suddenly changed his face, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a trace of arc and said: "Hey, this girl is also your fellow disciple?"

"Not bad. Bai Yun nodded, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Oh, you're separated from your fellow disciples?" the tall and thin Taoist priest's tone was almost the same as before.

Bai Yun nodded again, his brows flushed with joy and said, "Brother Dao knows their whereabouts?"

"I want to know where they are? The tall and thin Taoist priest put his hands on his shoulders and paced back and forth in front of Bai Yun, but his eyes fell on the woman in white.

"Thank you, Brother Dao. Bai Yun was overjoyed and bowed his hand.

"Eh, wait. The tall and thin Taoist priest cleared his throat and said, "It's okay to tell you their whereabouts, but how can there be a good thing about pie in the sky, and Lao Tzu is not a bodhisattva worshiped by ten thousand people." ”

"You let your fellow disciple drink wine and eat meat with us, and let the Daoist brothers open the meat, and the Daoist brother will tell you their whereabouts, how about it, this business is not a loss, right? The tall and thin Taoist priest changed his lewd face and laughed meaningfully, and the Taoist priests behind him also laughed loudly.

Before the words fell, the tall and thin Taoist priest's face changed abruptly, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body was like a pond shrimp bent, and then he was kicked out with a sword.

One is as white as snow, one hand holds an oil umbrella, and the other hand holds three feet and three waters, and the cold and ethereal landing.

There was a muffled sound, and the tall and thin Taoist priest hit a stone wall like a chicken.

When the Taoist priests of the accomplice saw this scene, they didn't come back to their senses at all, and they all looked at each other in a daze.

The white-clothed air was awe-inspiring, and the hand holding the sword was close to his back, and suddenly swept towards the rest of the Taoist priests.

In an instant, the terrifying Taoist priest was like a goddess scattering flowers, scattering out with the woman in white as the center.

As if stroking the strings, the leaves are not sticky, the woman in white is like a jade person who has entered the world, Xiao Ran opened the oil umbrella, like a blooming narcissus standing quietly in the rain, the raindrops slowly slipped down in her hair bun, hooked on the white cheeks, and then ticked down on the stone road paved with mountains and rivers.

The Taoist priests who spoke wildly collapsed to the ground, rubbed their painful chests, pulled out their iron swords one after another, and rushed to the woman in white.

The woman in white kept her sword close to her back in her left hand, but her left hand quietly put away the oil umbrella.

Zhang Yuruo used the umbrella as a sword, overturned the river and the sea, several long swords were thrown into the air one by one, the human swords were separated, and then screamed again and again, and in a blink of an eye, this group of dog-mouthed filthy Taoist priests who couldn't spit out ivory fell under Zhang Yuruo's oil umbrella.

In the alley of a long street across from Zifeng Tower, a yellow-robed monk poked his head out from time to time, laughed and then was very melancholy, and said depressedly: "Eh, why is Zifeng Lou closed the door and stopped doing business today? ”

"Hahaha, that's it, anyway, I bought wine and chopped meat, and I will see the big show. ”

The yellow-robed monk squatted down at the entrance of the alley, nibbling on chicken legs and drinking wine, enjoying this "big war" with great disparity in strength.

"Hahaha, hey, this turtle grandson can still get up. ”

"Haha, good fall! Why didn't your ass break in two?"

The tall and thin Taoist priest who fell on the side of the alley got up, and happened to hear the monk's sneer, and suddenly became angry, although he is not the opponent of the fairy in white, but it is no problem to clean up a Laipi monk again, right?

"Stinky monk, you give the Taoist master and me to stop, your mouth is full of nonsense, drinking and eating meat, and the Buddha will not keep you, go to death!" said the tall and thin Taoist priest angrily.

The yellow-robed monk was unmoved, he didn't even look at the angry tall and thin Taoist priest, and he gnawed on the chicken leg and laughed wildly.

The tall and thin Taoist priest has always regarded himself very highly, where can he endure the arrogant posture of the monk.

"Hmph, stinky monk, still pretending to be a martial arts master?

The sword wind was facing him, and there was still less than half a foot away, and the yellow-robed monk was about to die in a tragic situation.

In an intervening gap, I saw the yellow-robed monk quietly stretching out two greasy fingers and accurately clamping the menacing sword body.

The tall and thin Taoist priest was stunned, but the mountain man had his own clever plan, and hurriedly flipped his wrist, wanting to take advantage of the momentum to take the monk's

Two fingers stir together.

The Taoist priest's move was nothing more than a big sword in front of Guan Gong, and he simply did not measure his strength, and how could the monk in the yellow robe be an idle person, and where would the Taoist priest's plan work! The monk's two fingers were like two mountains close to each other, and the sword body was tightly clamped without moving, and the Taoist priest could not move the sword even a little bit with all his strength.

The yellow-robed monk shook his head and laughed: "If the Buddha is reluctant to accept the old man, you also want to cut off the old man's head because of you, a bull-nosed Taoist priest with an improper heart? I'm afraid you don't even remember the Sanqing Shizun? As a Taoist disciple who walks around the kiln openly, in fact, everyone has seven emotions and six desires, you have me, your master, your master's master, and the normal feelings of people don't matter, but your heart is too insidious and vicious, if you don't wear this human skin, you are not as good as a dog. ”

The tall and thin Taoist priest was furious and spat at the monk: "Phew, you say so much, do you think you are a good bird? If you are a good bird, you won't come to squat at the door of the Qinglou, and you don't think about the appearance of those flower girls stripped naked and with big meat balls?"

The yellow-robed monk was too lazy to speak in vain, only to see his fingers slightly bent, and his straight long sword was instantly shattered, and the tall and thin Taoist priest immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, like a fallen leaf that had run out of oil and withered and flew back to the street.

The embarrassed Taoist priest didn't believe in evil, picked up the scattered iron swords and surrounded them again.

The white clothes are like a willow catkins fluttering in the wind, and the sleeves are up and down, and the Taoist priests are like residual leaves.

The group of Taoist priests had a blue nose and swollen face, lying on the ground and moaning constantly, their clothes were broken into several pieces, and even the sword flew to the clouds, they never thought that the woman in white standing in front of them turned out to be a hard stubble, originally just wanted to flirt and leave, but suffered from this catastrophe, it was really dumb to eat coptis and know that she was bitter, and her intestines were so blue that she regretted it.

"Fairy girl, the trail has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and they can't recognize the big Buddha of the fairy girl. The Taoist priests staggered to their feet, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The white clothes raised their eyebrows, their eyes showed a deep coldness, and they said coldly: "You can leave your tongue and go." ”

The Taoist priests were struck by lightning, for fear that the white clothes would not hear the sound of kowtowing, so they were so frightened that they didn't dare to raise their heads and knock them to the ground, and blood stains fell on the ground one after another.

"The trail is shameless and obscene, the trail should be beaten, and I beg the fairy girl to let her live. The young Taoist priest trembled and begged for mercy.

"It's okay to let you go, but you have to find one of you to leave your tongue. Bai Yi said.

Bai Yun is well versed in the character of the white cloth, with her strength to clean up a few small shrimp and crabs that have not been touched by the Tiancheng Realm, it is not a problem at all, recalling the encounter on Longshou Mountain, just because of a light word, even if the opponent is a master of the upper realm like the one-eyed eagle, he does not hesitate to sacrifice his life to fight, the awe-inspiring nature can be seen, but the one-eyed eagle is guilty of killing people and setting fires, and he should have died, and this group of Taoist priests who are full of dung can only be regarded as green-skinned scoundrels at most, but the white clothes said that they want to leave their tongues, and the obscurity in it is naturally self-evident.

"He... ”

"Yes! Let him leave his tongue behind. ”

"Fairy girl, he teased you first, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

"Yes, leave the tongue for him to keep. ”

The tall and thin Taoist priest who suffered a big loss on the yellow-robed monk found that everyone was pointing at him before he came back to his senses, and he was suddenly so frightened that his feet were weak, and he crawled to the feet of the white clothes with a stream of urine, and said in a trembling voice: "God... Fairy girl, little, the path is wrong, as long as the fairy girl... The girl spared the trail, small... Dao was originally done for the girl... Be a cow and a horse. ”

Zhang Yuruo, who was dressed in white, snorted coldly and did not answer.

The tall and thin Taoist priest lay on the ground and spoke incoherently, a large piece of wet between his crotch, and suddenly his mind turned and said, "God... Fairy girl, I know who you're looking for. ”

"Huh?" Bai Yi finally looked sideways slightly, and seemed to be slightly interested in the topic.

Seeing that the woman in white finally responded, the tall and thin Taoist priest said in a trembling voice in shock and fear: " A few days ago, Xiaodao did meet the person who the fairy girl was looking for in the teahouse at the east end of the city, a total of five people, including a young man who looked like a rich man, holding a fan in his hand, the fan bone was gilded, and the two sides of the fan were painted with mountain and river patterns, and there was a man who looked like a scholar in praise clothes, and the other three were equipped with different swords, although they were not dressed like us in Taoist robes, with wooden hair, and Taoist costumes all over the body, but Xiaodao has practiced in the Taoist temple on the mountain for many years, and knows the habits of the disciples of the family, this line of people neither drinks nor eats meat, and they are all their own family members under the seat of the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty, Xiaodao can smell even with his eyes closed. ”

"Just now they said that the boy with the gilded mountain and river fan kicked you away, what happened?" Bai Yun asked again.

The tall and thin Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, and replied with an embarrassed expression: "That's the case, the boy with the fan in the teahouse inadvertently touched me, causing me to spill my whole bowl of tea on the ground, so I went to reason with him angrily, originally I wanted to get some money back, but who knew that later a fight。。。。。 ”

"Then do you know where they went?" Baiyun continued.

Xiaodao heard that they were going to stay in Xiangyang for a few days, as if they were going to find some lost fellow disciples. The tall and thin Taoist priest continued: "Later, he also said that if he couldn't find them in Xiangyang, he had to go directly to the south of the Yangtze River. ”