Speaking of these Qingcheng's polite words, they all praised how this divine bow was! Songbai was stammering and couldn't deal with it, only to hear hearty laughter coming from outside the door.

But seeing that this Qingcheng put the divine bow on the table, he turned around, bent down and waited for the man to come.

"Master, according to your instructions, this junior brother has already sent food for the meal, and also arranged the side room, and the apprentice has obeyed the master's orders!"

It turns out that this person is none other than this Qingcheng's master, the head of Xuanming Mountain, and Xuanming Zhenren!

I saw this person raise his legs and cross the threshold and enter this door, but I saw that this person was dressed in white civilian clothes, although he had white hair and white beard, but his eyes were bright, his face was ruddy and shiny, and his face was very plump and fleshy, not as thin as other masters, if it weren't for this white hair, he would have thought that he was only in the prime of life about fifty years.

I saw this white-haired old man with a spring breeze on his face, waved his right hand to welcome the pine and cypress into his seat, waved his hand and said to Qing Chengyan: "Make a pot of tea first, this nephew has been working all the way, he must be a servant of the dust, go to this dust first, and send some fruit later!"

Songbai was a little helpless, so he had to nod his head and say yes, he had an empty stomach, thinking that he could eat a big meal, and now he was called to drink tea to remove the dust, and this stomach was growling again.

The white-haired old man turned around, looked at the divine bow on the table, picked it up, and pulled the bowstring open, only to see it nodding again and again.

"What a bow, where did the nephew find this treasure? I look at the carved lines, as well as the words on it, it is estimated that it is an ancient treasure, look here......" Xuan Ming pointed to the bow handle, handed it over to Songbai, and said.

"These words have been there for a long time, and you also know that I have lived in Lingyunguan all my life, and I can't recognize a few characters in Douda, let alone this crooked text, hahaha! Come on! Uncle Shi! Drink tea! Please!" Songbai touched the back of his head, with an embarrassed face, and simply picked up the tea bowl that had just come up, holding it with both hands and said respectfully.

Xuan Ming put down the divine bow, picked up the tea bowl and uncovered the tea lid, slowly blew open the floating tea leaves, closed his eyes and felt the fragrance of the tea leaves.

"Uncle Shi, what is written on the handle of this bow, can you tell me to relieve the confusion in my heart?" Songbai's face flushed, and he finally mustered up the courage to ask shamelessly.

"The text on this is written (sunset) two words are also,Legend is the artifact of the Bow King,When the battle with the demon clan,Although it was all wiped out,But never expected,Let the demon king jaw man go,The heart has been haunted in the arms,Five hundred years later, finally regretted and died,Later generations are afraid of the resurgence of the demon king,Put its divine bow in the bow king hole,Suppress the exit of the demon king,Don't let it have a chance to come out,Of course,It's just a legend.,Hahaha!Drink tea!"'' Xuan Ming stroked his beard and talked endlessly, looking at Songbai with a blank look on his face, so he waved his hand and picked up the tea bowl and said.

"Then since this sunset divine bow is used by the bow king to suppress demons, if only this bow does not have this arrow feather, wouldn't it be a fly in the ointment!"

"As for the arrows? Of course there must be, I heard...... Forget it! Let's drink tea! Qingcheng! You should tell me to go down, the nephew of the pine and cypress master needs to recuperate for two days in the past two days, and no idle people are allowed to approach, go back for the teacher first, take good care of your junior brother!" This old Dao Xuanming stood up, and after giving some instructions, he immediately went out with his hands behind his back.

Qingcheng bent down and clenched his fists, sent away his master Xuanming, and as soon as he turned around, he almost collided with the pine and cypress behind him, so he dodged aside!

"I said junior brother, when did you come behind me, you were so silent, you almost scared my senior brother!" Songbai stretched his neck, looking at Master Xuanming, who was leaving in a hurry, and was touching his chin to think, Qingcheng next to him waved his hand and said accusatorically.

Songbai woke up like a dream, so he bent down and hugged his fists to apologize: "I was distracted for a while just now, and I hope that the senior brother will understand, as for the arrow feathers of this divine bow, the master wants to speak and stop, is it in this Taoist temple?"

I don't know anything about it, I just know that if I serve a good master and learn more scriptures on the Tao, I will ascend to heaven as soon as possible in the future, and I will not waste the spiritual hardships of this life. Qingcheng looked unhappy, sat on the stool, and complained.

"Senior brother, you said that this Divine Arrow Mountain is a forbidden place for this sect, if you ...... I'm just guessing! If there is another article on this Divine Arrow Mountain, wouldn't you be just a dog guarding the door for others!" Songbai touched his chin and muttered to himself without selfishness.

"What other people's watchdogs? You're scolding us, aren't you? Kind to greet you, I didn't expect you to be like this, it's just unreasonable, hum! Let's go!" This Qingcheng shouted angrily, and after speaking, he took his disciple and walked away.

"Alas, look at my mouth, I accidentally got angry and left my senior brother, but I shouldn't have guessed wrong! On this Divine Arrow Pavilion is the True Venerable of Feizhen, and what is the relationship between this Xuanming Temple at the foot of the mountain? Could it be......? Don't think about it, fill your stomach and get a good night's sleep!"

In the mist-shrouded Xuanming Mountain Boundary, there is no difference between day and night within a radius of 100 miles, and the little Taoist priests closed the curtains to end a busy day and fell asleep one after another.

Songbai finished eating the food, touched the swollen belly, and came out with a burp, only to see that above the window next to it, the black curtain was pulled up one after another, and the sound of snoring resounded into the courtyard door.

The pine and cypress burped, so he wandered around the flower garden outside the door, and returned to the door again, and covered the door back.

Songbai sat down at the table, only to feel that his abdomen was full, and he wanted to lie on the bed and sleep well, but he knew that his stomach was uncomfortable, so he sat up again.

The subtle reaction under the bed attracted the attention of Songbai, it turned out to be the man in black just now, who was surrounded by Qingcheng and came back, and had been hiding under this bed, and the atmosphere did not dare to grow, the legs and feet were already squatting numb, and as soon as he stretched out his legs, he unexpectedly touched the bed legs, so he covered his mouth and trembled.

Songbai pretended to fall out of bed again, turned around and pretended to sleep, only to hear this snoring sound, and the black-clothed masked man sneaked out from under the bed.

The man in black stood up, patted the cobwebs on his head, bent down to the bed, looked at the pine and cypress sleeping on the bed, and after some confirmation, he went towards the bow on the table again.

I only heard a "pop", and a white thing fell from the sky, and the man in black just turned around and was smashed out directly......