Longhu Mountain, Shangqing View.

The green mountains are majestic, and the treasure is majestic.

Liu Yiwen came here for the second time, and his heart was still a little excited. With Mingzhi leading the way, naturally a lot of tongues were saved, and a few people just registered with the deacon's disciples and entered the view.

Along the way, Liu Yiwen was still thinking about the dementor. Back then, Li Yuanbai was very different in the face of this beast, and he must have been extremely fierce. Should we go after him and tell him about it?" he hesitated in his mind.

The two of them should be here for the first time, and they stopped to watch from time to time along the way, with a look of admiration between their eyebrows. Mingzhi occasionally stopped to introduce him, and the three of them nodded frequently, not hesitating to praise them.

He planned to lead the two monks to the sect leader first, and then go to find Master Forget Yun to discuss the matter of the Demon Dao.

A quarter of an hour later, the four of them stood at the top of a majestic main hall and stopped. There were two young Taoist priests standing outside the gate of the hall, and when they saw Mingzhi, they hurriedly saluted. He nodded slightly, and said to the clear space: "The master is in the hall, please wait for a while." ”

Qingkong said: "I'm tired!"

Mingzhi walked up to one of the Taoist priests and said, "The two masters of the Hidden Dragon Temple have something important to ask to see the master, please pass it on." Xiao Dao respectfully responded, and hurriedly walked into the hall.

Mingzhi walked back to the side of the three of them and said with a smile: "I have other things to do with Liu Daoyou, so I won't stay here." If you two finish your business, you may be able to come to the Star Pavilion to find me. With one hand, Liu Yiwen left with Ming Zhi towards the east side of the square.

After just a moment's effort, the little Taoist priest went and returned, and invited the two monks into the hall.

Looking at the clear space while walking, there are twelve huge stone pillars in the main hall, on which auspicious clouds and cranes are carved, which are very agile. Next to them, there is a half-human-high ancient ding, green smoke curling, a faint sandalwood fragrance coming to the nose.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black and white robe sat upright on the top of the main hall, with a long beard and a courtesy smile on his face. There was also a Taoist boy standing beside him, with a round face and big eyes, childish, and a calm face.

The two of them stepped forward quickly, solemnly saluted, and said, "I've seen a real person." ”

Forget to twist the beard and say: "No need to be polite, please sit down." After Dao Tong walked down the stone steps and served tea to the two of them, he returned to his original position.

The two sat down on the wooden chairs on the side, and said clearly: "This time, on the orders of the throne, I have come to Guiguan to send a letter to the real person." "The seat in the Hidden Dragon Temple is equivalent to a position in charge of the sect, and Ping Su is mainly responsible for the affairs of the temple. The abbot of the temple, as the head of the monks, has always paid little attention to mundane affairs and devoted himself to meditation and enlightenment.

Forget to look at the slight sorrow in her heart, and said, "I don't know what the Qing master has to say?"

Jingkong looked at Jingkuan, who took out a milky white jade slip from his sleeve robe and presented it forward. Forget to raise her eyebrows slightly, reach out, and take it over.

He looked at the jade slip in his hand, paused for a moment, and put it on the center of his eyebrows.

After a while, he slowly took the jade slip away, and muttered: "I can't make an assertion about this matter yet, and I will reply to the two of you after I have bowed to the master." With that, he walked straight to the side door at the back of the main hall.

Dao Tong walked down the stairs, refilled some tea for the two, and stood aside.

Liu Yiwen followed Mingzhi through several courtyards, and then fled to a certain mountain peak in the east. A large hall stands by the mountain in the distance, and there is a pavilion more than ten zhang high standing on the side, which should be the "Star Pavilion" in the mouth of Ming Zhi.

After a cup of tea, the two were taken by a young Taoist priest to a secluded place, which seemed to be a place of pure cultivation. The door to the ashram was not closed, and the faint sound of conversation could be heard from within.

Mingzhi stood outside the door, solemnly saluted, and said loudly: "Senior nephew Mingzhi, I have seen my uncle!"

A voice said calmly, "Come in!"

Liu Yiwen stepped into the door and found two middle-aged Taoist priests sitting inside, looking at him. The one on the right has a broad forehead, a ruddy complexion, and a calm expression, looking like a fairy patriarch, and the one on the left is wearing a gray robe, with a mediocre appearance, but his eyes are hidden, and he is actually a forgetful dust man who has met many years ago.

He hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said, "Liu Yiwen, the junior of the Imperial Sword Villa, has seen two seniors. ”

Forget the dust for a moment, look at him twice, and say, "It turned out to be you!"

Forget to glance at Mingzhi and hesitated: "Senior brother, do you know this senior nephew?"

Forget Chenzi smiled dumbly: "Not bad!" He explained slightly, "Senior nephew Liu, why did you come this time?"

Liu Yiwen looked at Mingzhi, and the latter hurriedly replied: "Liu Daoyou and his nephew are here to announce an important matter. ”

Forget to move his brows lightly, and said slowly: "What's the matter?"

So, Mingzhi told the Jinyang Sect in detail. When he spoke of the Dementor Beast, the two of them finally got terrified!

After being silent for a while, he forgot to say in a deep voice: "Senior nephew Liu, how sure are you about this matter?"

Liu Yiwen's heart was slightly tight, and he was purely speculative about the matter of soul dementoring, so he was naturally not completely sure. But judging from the death of the golden horned rhinoceros, it should be that people took the beast soul with their hands and feet. All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, and he replied solemnly: "Although the younger generation is speculation, he is also six or seven points sure. ”

Forget Chenzi twisted his beard and said: "Senior brother, this matter is extraordinary, if it is true, it should be dealt with as soon as possible." I thought that the Demon Dao had been reined in for more than a year, but I didn't expect to act secretly and harbor evil intentions. ”

Forget Zhao seemed to be considering, nodded and said: "Yes, but the demon path is cunning, the hiding place is hidden, and there are more than a thousand wild mountains near Jinyang Peak, the range is extremely wide, and it is not easy to search!"

Several people talked about it for more than an hour, and decided to make a decision after consulting with the master.

Forget Chenzi said with a smile: "Senior nephew Liu might as well stay in the temple for a few days, and then make plans when there are results." ”

Liu Yiwen nodded and said, "In this way, the juniors will be bothered!" He was always relieved, and was ready to wait here for two days to take a look. The four of them left at the same time, and Mingzhi took him to the Star Pavilion.

In the evening, the two monks of Jingkong and Jingkong came to say goodbye, planning to go to Qijing the next day.

It turns out that on the Longjiang River in Qijing, although it is a reckless snowfield, there is a famous Buddhist temple - Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. The two monks have admired the name for a long time, since they have come to Shangqing Road, it is not far from the Qi realm, so they went to worship the Buddha to fulfill their wishes.

That night, the four of them chatted for a long time, talking about the mind, longevity, and Zen principles, and they all felt that they had benefited a lot. Liu Yiwen's practice of Neidan is an authentic Taoism, and although it is not as comprehensive as Mingzhi's, it occasionally tells the trick and gives people a sense of amazement.

The Zen machine of Buddhism is profound, it seems to be empty on the surface, but it is not simple to taste it carefully, Liu Yiwen is not familiar with Buddhism, but he is also secretly heartbroken.

The next day, the two monks said goodbye early, and Liu Yiwen had nothing to do, so he returned to his temporary accommodation. Yesterday, as soon as his spiritual sense moved, he couldn't help but comprehend the mystery of the Inner Dan Technique.