During the operation when the demon star was leaving, all kinds of demons with high cultivation appeared in the world, which made the monks everywhere fall into a bitter battle, and also made the prestige of the Daomen increase day by day.

The emperor would never allow the Daomen to continue to develop like this and become an uncontrollable force for him, so he ordered the armies in various places to also send troops to deal with the demons, and also rewarded the common people to deal with the demons, and the monks to obey the command, and the situation began to calm down within a month.

Yi Chen and his party returned to the Taoist temple, and they did not encounter any difficult monsters within a month, but there were a few evil cultivators who were more difficult to deal with.

A month of almost smooth life, Yiqing and they couldn't sit still, took the apprentice to take the token, said goodbye to Yichen and followed the Taoist friends to support the Taoist temple in the next county.

Ling Mengxuan wandered around the mountains and wilderness in this month, running away dozens of monsters with good strength, stabilized the Jindan period, and named the snake demon around him Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo is now equivalent to building a foundation, and has been able to maintain her human form, and her true role can be played in time after a thousand years of cultivation, and now she can speak simple human words, but she likes to swallow and can't change her problem.

Ling Mengxuan was tired of a month of life in the wild, and she decided to go into the city to have a look.

Xiao Mo's current demonic aura has been almost worn away, and ordinary Taoist priests can no longer see that she is a snake demon, but for the sake of insurance, Xiao Mo is still given a jade bracelet engraved with a spell to cover the demonic energy, and monks above the Mahayana period can't see anything if they don't look carefully.

"Xiao Mo, take care of this bracelet, this is something that can save your life. ”

Xiao Mo nodded as if he didn't understand.

Ling Mengxuan and Xiao Mo changed into civilian clothes, she took Xiao Mo's hand and walked towards the small city.

As a small city in the central part of the Jin Kingdom, the city wall of Quwo was built very low, and Ling Mengxuan, who was close to the city wall of two zhang, could jump on it with light skills.

"I remember that there was a book in which the Jin Kingdom had Quwo as its capital. ”

Ling Mengxuan muttered after asking passers-by outside the city.

There was no moat dug outside the city, and the soldiers only guarded the city gate loosely, without the slightest sense of vigilance.

A group of masked black-clothed merchants attracted Ling Mengxuan's attention, the fairy spirits and demonic spirits on their bodies coexisted, and they didn't look like the locals, The guards simply read their paperwork and let them into the city.

Ling Mengxuan followed the black-clothed merchant all the way, and it wasn't until they entered the inn that Ling Mengxuan went to find a place to stay.

Xiao Mo was afraid of life, and waited in the room for Ling Mengxuan to come back.

Ling Mengxuan went to the Dao to see if he could meet the immortals of this heaven and earth.

After asking someone, Ling Mengxuan found the Taoist temple, and when she entered the door, she felt dizzy and oppressive, it seemed that this statue in this temple was regarded as an anomaly.

Ling Mengxuan released a trace of immortal energy, and these feelings disappeared, and there was silence around him.

The temple is basically maintained by newly recruited disciples, and the disciples who follow to seal the demons are basically practicing in retreat, so there are not many people in the Taoist temple who know Ling Mengxuan.

Yi Chen sits in the Taoist temple, and there will be something big to come out.

When I was meditating today, I felt that the atmosphere was strange, so I came out to take a look.

Unexpectedly, I saw a familiar figure walking towards the main hall dedicated to the Taoist patriarch with a little anger, and a group of new disciples didn't have the sight to see it and didn't stop it.

Yi Chen was startled and hurriedly went to stop it.

Ling Mengxuan was a little inexplicably happy when she saw Yi Chen coming.

It was Yi Chen who spoke first.

"Girl, don't come unharmed"

"It's okay, the Taoist has been doing well lately"

Yi Chen paid attention to the surroundings, but he didn't see the snake demon, and he had some certainty in his heart.

chatted with Ling Mengxuan for a few words, and found that she was also from the Daomen.

Later, he directly complimented his fellow Daoists, and said to Ling Mengxuan that this was a disciple who was messing around with the formation.

The two came to the main hall, and Yi Chen worshiped the statue of the patriarch and told Ling Mengxuan about the origin of their patriarch.

The patriarch was like a life-size ceramic statue, a middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a white robe, holding a real spear in his right hand and a Dao sword in his left hand, standing on the altar, glaring angrily, but Ling Mengxuan felt a trace of kindness in his heart.

The ancestor turned out to be an ordinary martial artist, and he had to meet the immortals to guide the immortal arts, and since then he has saved the people, subdued demons and eliminated demons, and later joined the Taoist Gate, and after ascending, the disciples built a Taoist temple, and since then they have been worshiped by incense, and they have been endlessly for hundreds of years.

The right-handed spear is the grandfather's favorite weapon, and the peerless marksmanship of the year does not know how many demons to defeat, but unfortunately no one can understand the true meaning of this marksmanship back then, and now it has become an ordinary marksmanship on the street, alas, the grandfather, the disciple is ashamed. Fortunately, the Dao Sword Technique has been passed down and is very powerful, and Yi Chen has some pride on his face.

The gun in the idol's hand suddenly flew out and stood in front of Ling Mengxuan, and Yi Chen couldn't react.

She was also a little stunned, and the seeds in the dantian were a little excited at this time.

As soon as Ling Mengxuan reached out and wanted to pick up the spear, Yi Chen shouted to stop.

The spear glowed with golden light, and a soft aura spread throughout the hall, and the disciples who rushed around also felt this breath, followed by Ling Mengxuan emitting a more dazzling golden light, and when the two lights intersected, Ling Mengxuan entered the illusion realm.

The small bridge is flowing water, the grass is green, a young man is lying on the bamboo chair and falling asleep, as if he feels Ling Mengxuan's arrival, he woke up, soft and sleepy, and saw that Ling Mengxuan was a little angry.