Stepping out of the Nanyue Temple, the immortal warlock stuffed the invitation card of Fukangan into Lu Yan's hand, and ordered: "Bring this invitation to Mr. Liu——"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye paused, organized the wording and continued: "This old Mr. Liu gave up the position of head of the house decades ago and drifted away, and this time he went out of the mountain, only because the money gang wanted to merge and acquire Wei Tuomen, and the false name of the world's head conference, I am afraid that it will be difficult to impress him at all." In this way, Ah Yan, you can pass on one more word to him on my behalf-"

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Liu Hezhen walked in Hengyang City, he was such a thin old man with yellow face, and he could barely see it when he was in the crowd.

Rubbing past a few pilgrims from Chaoshan, Liu Hezhen looked at the chicken feather shop in front of him, and was about to walk in, but he heard a young man's voice from behind: "Old Liu, stay behind, my teacher has something to hand over to you." ”

Liu Hezhen stopped his steps, turned around, and saw a handsome and heroic young man in Taoist costumes, who was the attendant who was serving behind the Lord of Daohai Sect Origin.

Looking at the invitation card in the young man's hand, Liu Hezhen shook his head and said: "Daoist Wei is a benevolent and chivalrous man, and he takes such good care of his own family, but in this world's head meeting, Wei Tuomen will never participate." The ancestor of this sect, the ancestor of Wuxiang, made a precept that the disciples of the Wei Tuo Sect were not allowed to become inflammatory. Not to mention making friends with powerful people in Beijing, we are rough people who learn martial arts, hillbillies, how can we make friends with the officials and masters? This invitation card was brought back by the little brother Lao, and told the commander that the great grace Shengde, Liu He of Wei Tuomen really wrote it down, and if there is a place for the old man to contribute in the future, it will be a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and he will never shirk half a word, but this invitation will never be accepted by the old man. ”

Lu Yan didn't care how much Liu Hezhen shirked, but just recited word by word according to Wei Ye's original words: "Liu Lao, Wuxiang Zen Master in Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, don't pass on the martial arts of Wei Tuomen, this is the virtue of the ancestor to pass on the law, descendants enjoy its legacy, and should also fulfill the responsibility of passing on the fire, if Liu Lao is in charge of blindly cultivating and escaping the world, Wei has a sentence to ask: 'What was the intention of the master to pass on the art back then, and what kind of intention is it to escape the world today?'"

After saying this, Lu Yan held the invitation card in both hands and sent it to Liu Hezhen, the new head of Wei Tuomen was silent for a long time, his face changed several times, and finally gritted his teeth and took the invitation.

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Seeing his apprentice go away, the immortal warlock shrugged his shoulders, then raised his hand high and rubbed Ma Chao's head.

Ma Chao turned his head and glanced at the immortal warlock in confusion.

"Meng Qi, for the teacher, you have to study on Hengshan for a few days, and after a while, your senior brother will come back, tell him, everyone is waiting in Hengyang City to return as a teacher. ”

With that, the immortal warlock flicked his sleeves, and the person had turned around and walked towards the mountain road leading to Jixian Peak in the west.

There are many pilgrims pilgrimage to the mountain, but the most important road to the mountain is from the mountain road behind the Nanyue Temple to report to the letter ridge. Since the Xinling Guanyin Hall winds up the mountain, along the incense burner peak Baosheng Temple, straight up to the cloud sucking hermitage, along the way there are Danxia, Iron Buddha, Xiangnan, Gaotai, Shangfeng Temple, the cloth and the slave preside over the Zen Temple, sit on the benefit of the incense, nearly more than 200 places.

In particular, Zhu Rongfeng is the center, between the nineteen peaks surrounded, the so-called five miles and one temple, three miles and one nunnery, the sea green and the robe are divided into two colors, the bald head and the wooden fish are all shining, the pilgrim's mountain trumpet is more and the temple in the bell knocking, the sound of chime, the sound of chanting Buddha echoes from afar, noisy and noisy, noisy and shouting.

Although Wei Ye did not climb the mountain from Baoxinling, but turned to Jixian Peak in the west, there were still pilgrims pilgrims in twos and twos along the way, carrying yellow cloth incense bags and bowing with incense.

These pilgrims are taking the Yunju Temple, ascending the Nantai Temple of Ruiying Peak, turning to the Fuyan Temple of the Bowl Peak, and then going around the Tianzhu Peak to the Fangguang Temple, and detouring the Zhurong Peak from the Tibetan Scripture Hall to the left near the mountains.

On this mountain road, although there are not as many famous monasteries as near Zhurong Peak, most of them are the Garan built by the famous Zen Buddhism, and they are all famous for their magnificent palaces and abundant temple properties.

The immortal warlock walked along the mountain road, and the pilgrims along the way saw him dressed in brocade and jade belt, carrying a bamboo sheath and an ancient sword, which was completely different from the Taoist people who had seen the alms in Su Rili, and they were all a little suspicious, and they were careful to get out of the way.

The immortal warlock didn't care about the perception of these pilgrims, and every time he took a step, the wind and tiger escaped naturally, and the mountain wind merged, and the sound of the tiger roared for several miles, shaking the forest gully.

When praising the wonder of Gengxin's wind and tiger escape in "Lingji Inner Chapter", there are a few words of praise for Ziyun: "Wind mother water child, Liezi's last chapter." Gather and scatter as you wish, and go back and forth to the cave. Spirits are strange and incompetent. Zhengyang is angry, and the earth is present. ”

At this moment, the wind and tiger retreat are urging, and the place where the essence of the earth qi spirit is everywhere in Hengshan Mountain is faintly like the knocking of a bell, corresponding to the sound of the tiger's roar, and the spirit of Hengyue Mountain has been cultivated for thousands of years, and it is faintly revealing a trace of joy.

When the pilgrims heard the roar of the tiger in the mountain, they were startled, and they stopped their steps, knelt on the ground and muttered the Buddha's name.

Only Wei Ye's figure did not move, and it seemed that he had stepped out in one step, but in the blink of an eye, he had traveled several miles away.

The pilgrims who were left behind by him disappeared in a blink of an eye when they saw the bamboo crown Taoist, only that it was the manifestation of the Nanyue Holy Emperor, and they all shouted "Nanyue Holy Emperor Grandpa bless" non-stop.

The Wind Tiger Escape Technique gradually prompted, and the figure of the immortal warlock gradually rose, and the white tiger faintly appeared under his feet.

It is the wind that becomes the tiger, the cloud that becomes the tiger, the tiger that follows the cloud, and the tiger that follows the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the white tiger crossed the mountain road, crossed the forest sea, and landed directly in front of a Taoist courtyard in the middle of the mountain.

On the banner in front of the view, the three words "Huang Tingguan" still have the ancient meaning of the Song people, but there is a green air rising in the view, and the green clouds are covered, and the shadows of the clouds and mist and the graceful posture can be faintly seen, and the smile is fleeting.

Wei Ye bowed and returned the salute, the white tiger seemed to know people's intentions, and walked around the Huang Tingguan three turns, before he bowed and held the immortal warlock to jump towards the higher place of Jixian Peak.

In the Huang Tingguan, the Taoist who served the incense was cutting off the wick in the hall, but he felt that the heating in the whole hall was like steam, he only said that there was a fire there, and hurriedly ran out to take a look, but only saw that the sky above the Huang Tingguan, I don't know when a crimson light cloud rose up, reflecting this thousand-year-old view of the bright light.

The Taoist who has been burning and cultivating here for many years does not know why, but naturally he is happy, and he kneels on his knees and bows his head.

Such a vision, not only happened in the Huang Tingguan place, with the white tiger leaping, everywhere the place where the spirit of the body gathered, they all responded to the sound of the tiger's roar, in the blink of an eye, between the Xian Peak, Ruiying Peak, and the bowl peak, the crimson light clouds are like Ganoderma lucidum, like a canopy, and the flowers are rising, just like the Yue God feasting, and the immortals are coming.