"Huang Chuling is dead!"

Binh Duong Provincial Palace, Daode Yuan.

Lotus pondside.

The people of Fuyun Dao held the floating dust in their hands, looked at the koi in the pond and said lightly:

"This is different from what we expected at the beginning~"

"Huang Yun Daoyou, what do you think?"

Huang Yundao's eyes flashed slightly:

"When?"

"Just last night, in the woods south of the city, someone was nailed to the ground with a sword, and his throat was cut and he died" Fuyun Daoren's voice was faint:

"I asked people to check the surrounding hotels, and the people of Chongming Dao lived nearby last night"

The wind blew and the pool wrinkled, and both of them calmed down for a while.

After a long time, Huang Yundao shook his head and sighed:

"A new generation is better than the old~"

"Let's report on the faction, it's a pity that Huang Chuling's decades of cultivation have come to naught!"

The people of Fuyun Dao shook off the floating dust and said:

"I have persuaded him beforehand, but he still bumped into it, and he can't complain about others" shook his head:

"It's all a catastrophe!"

Huang Yundao said softly:

"Cause and effect are involved! I wait for the monks to become a great way, and we are still in the middle of the Hu after all!"

Alas~ How difficult it is to cultivate!

Purple Mountain View.

Ma Ping stood at the gate, wearing a pale cyan robe and a small silver crown.

This world has its own rules of dress, and the silver crown must be worn by the name of Jinshi.

For monks, it must be a Taoist priest.

At this time, a beautiful young man of twelve or thirteen walked over, wearing a silk robe with silver thread, and a pearl on his forehead, like a prince.

I saw him take two steps forward, bow his hand and say:

"Dao Chief, the signal has been released, when someone comes later"

Ma Ping nodded lightly and said:

"Rokuro has worked hard"

This young man was Hu Liulang, and when he heard this, he respectfully saluted and said:

"Don't dare to be a Taoist, it's all Rokuro should do!"

Ma Ping smiled and waved his hand.

The Qingyun Mountain Divine Grace is a mountain range, and a vast area including the Purple Mountain is under its jurisdiction.

Ma Ping had already planned to get acquainted.

However, the blessed land of the gods is not something that can be entered and exited at will, so it needs to be led by people.

Just now, Hu Liulang released a signal, which made it clear that Ma Ping wanted to visit, and he was waiting for a reply from there.

Soon, a white male deer appeared under the big tree in front of the gate.

Hu Liulang was overjoyed when he saw it, pointed to the white deer and said:

"Dao Chief, this white deer is Grandma's messenger"

"As long as you follow it, you can enter the blessed land"

Ma Ping turned his head to look, and a bit of mana spread in his eyes.

I saw a little golden light flashing on the top of Bailu's head, and it carried the heavy meaning of the mountains.

Light jaw head:

"What a white deer," he said, turning his head and commanding:

"Rokuro, you go talk to it"

"Rokuro obeys!"

Hu Liulang is also happy, all the way from Wangjiazhuang, he has already understood that this Purple Mountain Master wants to get to know his grandmother through himself.

For the sake of his life, he naturally didn't dare to refuse, but he was worried that his grandmother would be in trouble if he didn't want to see him~

Fortunately, what I feared didn't happen!

Two or three steps ran in front of the white deer, the white deer had twelve big horns on his head, and the fur on his body was shiny.

The body is strong and the limbs are athletic.

Hu Liulang gave a salute before asking:

"Your Excellency, but Grandma granted her grandson's request?"

Bailu's cheeks were slender and long, and he nodded lightly when he heard this:

"Ranye~ Six boys can follow me to see the Lord" Then he looked up at the door:

"The little Taoist priest can also come, and the Lord said that he would like to see him."

Hu Liulang bowed his head:

"Yes, thank you, messenger"

After receiving Hu Liulang's report, Ma Ping instructed Lao He to take care of Guanli, so he and Hu Liulang followed behind Bailu and walked towards the mountain.

It is bound to become a strange man standing in the sky, and the ground is connected to Kunlun Town Yunzhou!

This is Qingyun Mountain.

Its mountain is strangely steep, high in the northwest and low in the southeast, and it is seen as a peak on the side of the ridge.

Standing on the highest Jietian Peak, you can see the surrounding sea of clouds tumbling, and many mountains are like white dragons undulating.

"What a sea of clouds holy realm!" Ma Ping praised:

"It is worthy of the name of Yunzhou's ancestral lineage!"

At this time, Bailu stood on a big stone next to him, raised his head proudly, and the corners of his mouth rose:

"The Taoist priest is very knowledgeable" turned his head and said:

"The Lord commanded that the six boys should go by themselves, and not go out of the mountain again for another ten years."

Hu Liulang was stunned when he heard this, and replied with a wry smile:

"Rokuro obeys", and then his body suddenly spread out and turned into real bodies - two palm-sized white-haired foxes.

stood on tiptoe and shook Ma Ping and Bailu, and then ran away with a jump.

Seeing Hu Liulang walk away, Bailu's forehead suddenly shone with golden light, and he stepped lightly under his feet.

In an instant, a cloud road was paved, and then a glittering portal appeared.

Bailu nodded and said:

"Little Taoist, follow me!" jumped onto the cloud road, and then entered the portal in two or three steps.

Ma Ping's eyes condensed mana, and he looked carefully:

The divine power of the heavy mountain range was almost condensed into substance, and one of them was dazzling, and it seemed to breathe with the entire Qingyun Mountain Range!

Suddenly knowing in his heart, Ma Ping rushed into the portal at one point under his feet:

Hoo!!

It was as if I had passed through a thick layer of soap bubbles and entered a space full of divine power.

Look up:

The golden light is full of light, and the rui qi is thousand!

Between the ups and downs of the mountains, there is a huge palace that stretches for more than ten miles!

Among them, the spirit monkey climbs, the auspicious turtle spits bubbles, the crane circles, and the dragon bows its head, which is a blessed cave!

in the palace.

Surrounded by warriors, wearing dazzling fine gold armor, holding the halberd of Longshou Zhenyue, the sound of harmony shook the sky.

There is also a jade girl serving, shouldering colorful cloud clothes, holding mountains and rivers pearls, and being angry with the mood!

I saw a woman in green clothes step forward and praised:

"Lord of the Purple Mountain, my lord invites you to meet in the main hall"

Ma Ping came back to his senses and said lightly:

"But, the fairy leads the way!"

The woman in Tsing Yi pursed her lips and smiled, twisted her waist and walked towards the palace, and Ma Ping hurriedly followed.

Following the woman in Tsing Yi, she walked more than five miles before stopping outside a large hall.

Then another woman in yellow greeted her and gave a blessing:

"Is the Purple Mountain Viewer?"

Ma Ping glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi just now, and when he saw her looking down, he arched his hand and said:

"It's the poor road, the fairy is polite~"

The woman in yellow smiled gently, and then saluted and said:

"Please come with me, don't let the Lord wait for a long time"

Ma Ping arched his hand:

"Please lead the way in front of the fairy"

There are hundreds of armor guards at the gate of the palace, solemn and solemn.

Ma Ping followed behind the woman in yellow and finally walked into the hall.

Jasper paved the floor, gold was used for the walls, coral was made of chairs and stools, and the walls were inlaid with pearls.

"I heard that there is a Taoist temple on the Purple Mountain, but I have never seen the master, and today I finally saw it, and I am very fortunate to be very lucky."

The sound is like a torrent hitting a stone, and it is like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, clear as promised!

Ma Ping looked casually:

She was a woman of about thirty years a year, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, and the phantom of the mountains flashed and changed on her body.

Knowing that this is the right master, he hurriedly handed it over:

"Chongmingzi has seen the god of Qingyun Mountain! I wish the god of honor as soon as possible, and his longevity will be with the sky!"

Hearing this, the god of Qingyun Mountain smiled slightly and pointed to the position on the left:

"Sit!"

"What is the so-called matter when the Lord comes today?"

Ma Ping sat down just now, and when he heard the words, he stood up again:

"Honorable God!"