Time passed little by little, a few days of leisure time, Zhang Yixian had not been in contact with Di Yue once, although he knew that she had something on his mind, but he was afraid of meeting her, even if it was just a collision of eyes, Zhang Yixian would feel an inexplicable tingling.

The white moon hung high above the sky overhead, and wisps of silver light slanted down, hitting the ground through the trees in the courtyard, very clear.

Every place in the City God Temple is busy, and the popularity is still the same, and Zhang Yixian feels relieved when he sees such a situation.

In the quiet of the night, most of the warriors in the temple fell asleep after exhaustion, and occasionally patrolled with torches.

Zhang Yixian lay quietly on the glazed tiles and looked at the starry sky above his head, he had something on his mind.

Zhang Yixian has feelings for Di Yue in his heart, and he can feel that Di Yue is the same, which is why the two can tell the pain from the meeting of one eye.

But as a god, he still wants to find a way out for the people in the world under the gaze of this god and Buddha, and he feels that he can't drag down Di Yue.

Although Di Yue has a very strong family support behind him, this is not a reason for him to convince himself.

Looking at the place where Di Yue lived, what Zhang Yixian didn't know was that Di Yue was not sleeping at this moment, but was wandering in front of the window, with a sad and beautiful expression.

A piece of silk paper in his hand slowly opened, and the handwriting on it was revealed little by little: Looking for the princess of Tianting Moon with the gods of the world!

Perhaps, the best thing is to be able to see your sweetheart every day.

Just when Zhang Yixian was melancholy in his heart, Yuan Yi's figure appeared beside him, perhaps sensing his thoughts, a jar of wine appeared out of thin air in his hand, took the lead in taking a sip, and handed it to Zhang Yixian.

In this way, Zhang Yixian, who is not good at drinking, got drunk.

When he woke up, he was already lying on the bed, covered with a futon, and there was a steaming bowl of decanting soup on the table.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yixian's heart was warm, he knew that all this must have been done by Di Yue, although he couldn't see her, but there was still a little lingering fragrance in the air.

After drinking the decoction and thinking about it, he came to the desk again, and after a few deep thoughts, he still put down his pen.

Filled a piece of paper in one go, and dried the ink on it, then carefully folded it and put it on the table where the decoction was before, and there were a few eye-catching big characters written on it.

After doing this, Zhang Yixian felt relaxed, went out of the temple gate and ate something in front of a small stall, and did not return to the City God Temple, but walked in the opposite direction.

The two seemed to have made an appointment, and Di Yue's footsteps did not step out of the threshold of the City God Temple, but stared at Zhang Yixian's departing back, holding a piece of tissue paper in his hand, and the melancholy and joy on his face coexisted.

It's time to go to the appointment, Zhang Yixian also wants to see what the lifeless old mother behind the White Lotus Sect looks like, and the Taishan Temple Fair is known as the Pantheons, and I'm afraid most of the people who go are some pseudo-gods who are not worthy of the name.

In his opinion, only the strength of the White Lotus Sect was incomprehensible.

Out of the range of the City God Temple, came to a deserted place, Zhang Yixian's body mana flowed, kicked his feet, his body was like a breeze swept into the air, and the figure became higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the clouds.

In his estimation, it was at least several kilometers above the ground, and the feeling of free flight was really unprecedented.

There is a gust of wind blowing around him, and there are clouds around him, and his body shuttles freely through it, which is very comfortable.

On the first flight, Zhang Yixian was too addicted to the clouds, and jumping up and down could not describe him at this moment.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the clouds in the sky began to dissipate, and the scenery below gradually came into his eyes.

At this speed, Zhang Yixian estimated that the distance from Ying Tianfu to Mount Tai was about six hundred kilometers, and it would take a full day to fly, and if the mana in his body was sufficient, he would be able to reach Mount Tai within one day.

An hour later, it was estimated that one-third of the mana had been used in his body, and Zhang Yixian could only absorb the aura refining once and for all, increasing the time of flight.

Even so, after flying in mid-air for three and a half hours in a row, he had to find a hill and fall down as a shelter.

Minutes and seconds ticked by.

Two hours later, Zhang Yixian felt that the mana in his body had returned to the level of his heyday, and then he ate some dry food before continuing on his way.

The boring trail can be unbearable, and the only fun of flying in mid-air is competing against the birds flying by.

When he was bored, he would also look up at the thick clouds above his head, imagining the distance between himself and the heavenly court at this moment, and then silently hurried away.

After resting two or three times in the middle, taking advantage of the night, Zhang Yixian finally rushed to Mount Tai when the first ray of sunlight in the sky came.

As soon as he arrived, he felt an invisible pressure, which seemed to come from the top of Mount Tai.

The huge sense of oppression forced Zhang Yixian to fall from mid-air and stop in a mountain forest a few miles away from Mount Tai.

"I don't know what strange things are on Mount Tai, but I always feel that there will be some gains on this trip. Walking on the sheep intestine path, Zhang Yixian muttered in his heart.

With his current cultivation in the Mahayana realm, in addition to some old monsters lurking in the human world, the Tribulation Realm, as well as the more advanced realm, have their own heavenly dao counterbalances, and will not allow the human world to have strength beyond the immortal realm.

Once sensed by the Heavenly Dao, if you don't leave the human world, there will be endless thunder to force you to leave, or turn you into ashes, which is also a need to protect the order of the human world.

"Well, there are people! And quite a few. ”

Out of the mountains and forests, Zhang Yixian sensed that there was a group of people in front of him, and when he got closer, it was a group of pedestrians in white, everyone's faces looked hurried, and the direction of progress was the same as Zhang Yixian's, all of which were Mount Tai.

"Huh, white clothes, lotus imprints, they are members of the White Lotus Sect, but although they are armed with weapons, they have no cultivation on their bodies, and they can't even sense a trace of aura. ”

After Zhang Yixian found out, he did not act rashly, but kept a certain distance, hung far behind, and followed all the way.

This group of people walked for a long time and still didn't talk or chat, and they didn't even open their mouths when they were resting, which made Zhang Yixian even more curious, maybe it was possible to bump into some conspiracy.

After following all the way and walking for two or three miles, the group stopped under a simple tea shed at the foot of Mount Tai.