Xiao Yufeng's seemingly sincere admonition in the end still set off a slight wave in the heart lake of the Star Picking Daoist......

Could it be that there are really immortals in the world? Looking at Xiao Yufeng's departing back, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the Star Picking Daoist......

After a while, he sighed softly, now that Yang Gucian has fallen into the hands of the other party, as for whether the other party's magical powers are true or false, whether the result is a curse or a blessing, he has no choice, so he will not ignore Yang Guchan......

The relationship between the brothers for many years is there, even if it is a mountain of swords and fires, he has to go forward bravely to save him......

After making up his mind, the Star Picking Daoist explained to the Second Mansion Lord, and floated down the Jade Dragon Mountain alone, and his body spread out and ran towards the Red Leaf Mountain.

At the beginning, Xiao Yufeng and they drove a carriage from the Red Leaf Mountain to Anyang City for three days, and the cultivation of the great master of the Star Picking Dao, the internal force and the heaven and earth are endless, and the light work is transported, and the socks are dusty, and he travels at dawn, and he has come to the foot of the Red Leaf Mountain when the sun is a little westerly.

He leisurely stepped into the Hou family's concentration, and there was still no one in the entire village, and it seemed extremely quiet, but after a few empty days, the originally lively town obviously fell.

The cracks in the eaves began to be covered with cobwebs, and the cracks in the stones were also overgrown with weeds, and from time to time there were wild dogs crossing the road with their tails between them, and wild cats lazily picking at the walls.

He went straight to the outside of the Gaosheng Inn, and found that the door of the inn was wide open at this time, and two men in Tsing Yi were sitting on the threshold, talking and laughing with a teacup in one hand.

The star-picking Daoist's gaze swept over the faces of the two, and they instantly recognized their identities. The flame-shaped emblem on their chests told him that they were Zoroastrian disciples.

At the same time that he saw the two of them, the other party also discovered the Star Picking Daoist, and also recognized the identity of the Star Picking Daoist.

They immediately stopped talking and laughing, stood up from the threshold, and greeted them with smiles on their faces.

The expressions of the two made the Star Picking Daoist stunned, the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Zoroastrian Sect had been hostile for many years, in the past, the Zoroastrian disciples he met were all hostile when they saw him, or they were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled and fled in embarrassment, but now they greeted him with a smile on their faces.

It's really weird, and for a while, the different attitudes of the two make it difficult for the Star Picking Daoist to adapt......

"You're here, the little ones have been waiting here for a long time. The two hugged their fists.

"Oh......" The Star Picker smiled, and a different color flashed in his eyes, "What do the two little friends mean by this, but it makes the old man so confused when he hears it......"

"Hehe......" The two Zoroastrian disciples glanced at each other and said with a smile: "What's so confusing about this, have you forgotten who invited you over?"

"Isn't it the Taixuan Daoist?" the Star Picking Daoist said coldly, with a hint of hatred in his tone.

"Hmm, how could the seniors be so rude, and dare to call the immortal chief by his name, it's simply unreasonable!" The two of them suddenly changed their faces, and a chill appeared in their eyes in their anger, which really confirmed the meaning of the sentence that turning their faces was as fast as turning a book.

The Star Picker immediately frowned, and glanced up and down at the two opposites, only to see a strange thing, to say that as an enemy, he knew a lot about Zoroastrianism......

Zoroastrianism** worships the true fire god, and the whole sect is very pious to the true fire god, no matter eating or drinking, they must recite the true god, which seems to have been regarded as the only spiritual sustenance in the world.

You can insult him, he may laugh it off and disapprove, but they can't allow anyone to be rude to the True Fire Venerable God they believe in, even if it's an unintentional word, it will be a great shame for them, once they hear it.

Even if it is the king of heaven, even if they know that they are hitting a stone with an egg, they have to risk their lives to fight, and even if they can't kill the enemy, they have to use their own blood to wash away the shame......

One by one, they are very devout to the true fire god, of course, this is also where the cohesion of Zoroastrianism lies.

When they said the word "Immortal Chief", a light of pious admiration appeared in their eyes, as if in their minds, Taixuan had replaced the True Fire Venerable God. The Star Picker felt very strange. What kind of demon trick did this Taixuan use on them, this brainwashing kung fu is really weird and wonderful.

"What? Do you want to do anything with the old man?" The Star Picking Daoist smiled faintly, shook the dust in his hand, and gently swept it over his body, dusting it off, whether it was his expression or his eyes, he didn't put the hostility of the two in his heart at all.

If the other party really dares to hand his claws at him, he can slap them to death with a backhand, so he seems to have no fear.

The two of them glanced at each other, took a deep breath, and calmed down to stop their anger, of course, they were not afraid of death and did not dare to do anything with the Star Picking Daoist, but after being subdued by Taixuan, they all took Taixuan's orders as the first sequence in their minds.

Taixuan's previous order to them was: let them take the Star Picker Daoist to meet him, and before Taixuan's instructions were completed, they would not dare to make any extraneous branches.

The two of them said with a straight face: "Star Picking Daoist, if you still want to see the Immortal Chief, then come with us!"

They were not happy in their hearts, so they naturally stopped being polite to the Star Picking Dao people.

The Star Picking Daoist frowned, this little Zoroastrian disciple dared to shake his face to show him, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but when he thought that Yang Gucian was still in Taixuan's hands, he had to suppress the anger in his heart, and was about to go to see where Taixuan was sacred......

The three of them went straight out of Houjiaji, and then bypassed a pine forest and came to the foot of a high mountain.

This mountain is steep, look up, the mountain is fiery red, it is a beautiful picture rendered by the red leaves trees all over the mountain, and it is also the origin of the name of the red leaf mountain, this red leaf tree is unique to this place. Its leaves are shaped like mulberry leaves, the size of a palm, and the patches are as red as fire-dyed, and the trunks are straight to the sky, and the canopies of the trees are stretched out like umbrella covers......

The three of them walked up a winding and narrow mountain road, and after the tea time, the three came to a dense forest of red leaves, and the mountain road had come to an end, and came to an abrupt end outside the forest.

The two Zoroastrian disciples did not stop, and walked into the forest, stepping on the thick and soft fallen leaves towards the forest.

The red-leaved trees in the forest are all luxuriant, and there are countless people who can be embraced, all kinds of small animals rush in and out of the forest, larks sing happily on the branches, and the orioles also unfold a crisp and tactful singing......

After half a pillar of incense, they walked out of the woods, losing the cover of the woods, and the three of them couldn't help but suddenly open up in front of them. A small stream meanders and makes a tinkling sound.

In the sound of gurgling water, the sun sets, and the sunset dyes half of the sky red, reflecting on the water surface, sparkling with broken waves...... On the other side of the stream, there stands a splendid palace, standing alone on the mountainside, and the people in front of the palace seem to be very lively......

(End of chapter)