Wen Fei hurriedly changed his spirit and came out of the Ghost Emperor's Appearance, and as soon as he came out in three dimensions, the entire Ghost Emperor's Appearance was shrouded in endless white gas, making it more and more solemn and awe-inspiring.

Wen Fei raised his eyes and looked again, and saw countless believers who were solemn and immersed in music. There were many people looking at Wen Fei eagerly, almost melting him. The eyes of these people are filled with infinite adoration, admiration, and even faith......

Obviously, after the crazy catharsis of love just now, the people who were immersed in this solemn and brilliant music at this time have already empathized with Wen Fei. regarded Wenfei as a harbor in the depths of his heart......

Countless faith incense turned into raindrops falling on the Ghost Emperor's Dharma, and the Ghost Emperor's Dharma's Aspect continued to increase, becoming clearer and clearer, and even three-dimensional. Floating three feet in front of Wen Fei's eyes.

Of course, such a bizarre scene, except for Wen Fei himself, ordinary people naturally can't see it. But mixed in the crowd, there are always some people with ulterior motives, who can see these clearly. Just like a person who looked like just a middle-aged scribe, he stared at Wen Fei with burning eyes without blinking.

Although he couldn't see the specifics clearly, he could see the infinite light emanating from Wen Fei's side when he used the secret spell in the master's sect, and the scorching light was as bright as the sun, so that he almost didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Could it be that this person is really an immortal in the lower realm? No, it's impossible, I just saw all the things he showed out, there is no divine light, it should be just an illusion. It's just that this illusion is more clever. But how could he have such a strong divine light on his body now, this is strange!"

Zhang Xubai groaned in his heart, he was also a master of Taoism, as soon as he closed his eyes slightly, a talisman appeared in the sea of knowledge, and there was a cloud seal that was densely packed with uncountable, making people dizzy at a glance. A ray of light swam through the talisman, and a giant wearing a yellow sè dress and a yellow scarf appeared on his head.

The giant was three or five feet tall, as big as a hill. The yellow turban wrestler bowed slightly to Zhang Xubai, and flew towards Wen Fei. There were tens of thousands of people in the entire venue, but none of them could see such a huge burly, but they floated in the air like tissue paper, flying towards Wen.

Others couldn't see it, Wen Fei saw it at first sight, was taken aback, and said in his heart: Could this be the legendary Yellow Turban Lux?

was a little at a loss, reluctantly settled down, waiting for the yellow turban wrestler to approach, and the palm thunder in his hand was ready to go. Knowing that this yellow turban wrestler was far away from Wen Fei, he was illuminated by the white light.

Suddenly, the rain of light that fell like a rain of arrows pierced the yellow turban wrestler. The Yellow Turban Lux didn't feel any pain at all, and after a few more steps forward, it turned into a ball of flames and burned to ashes......

"It's really amazing!" Wen Fei was overjoyed when he saw this scene.

And when he saw this qiē Zhang Xubai on the other side, he was shocked in his heart. Although this Yellow Turban Lux is just a small spell he uses casually, it is just a temptation. But what happened was still beyond his expectations.

"How can the power of this incense be so xenophobic?" Zhang Xubai was puzzled. In the same way, he can also see that the tens of thousands of people present are now immersed in a trance religious atmosphere one by one under the guidance of the sound of music. Countless wisps of white mist were generated from above their heads, and they were connected in a thick. It turned into a huge cloud like a canopy, and the Ghost Emperor Law Picture sat on it, and between the swallows, the white gas like a long dragon was inhaled. The huge power of faith turned into a divine light and obscured it, and no one could see what was going on in it.

"Don't dare him, Poor Dao is just a good time. This kind of thing, if you don't interfere with it, you can go. People in the world like to seek their own troubles, don't you know that curiosity is the source of troubles!" Zhang Xubai said, patted his ass and left. But he felt that Wen Fei was a little strange and didn't want to deal with it.

Zhang Xubai stepped out of the crowd, although it was already dark and the city gate was closed. But how could such a thing stop such a master? He just smiled slightly, and slammed headlong into the city wall. The body shook, emitting a faint yellow light, and when he reappeared, Zhang Xubai had already appeared outside the city wall.

At this time, there happened to be a patrol soldier and horse who saw it, and his surprised eyes were about to pop out, and when he looked closely, he saw that the figure was gone in a flash. The patrolman rubbed his eyes again, but saw nothing. He muttered in his heart: Damn, I'm unlucky, didn't Lao Tzu touch something dirty, no, the next time the immortal master preaches again, I have to listen to it......

Zhang Xubai's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, looking unhappy as he walked away. But it didn't take time to make tea, and it arrived at Cuiyun Peak on Beibi Mountain.

Although the mountain is not high, the terrain is steep, the trees on the mountain are lush and green, green like clouds, and it is already the highest peak in the northern suburbs of Luoyang. But I saw a blue brick temple, which was small in size and compact and quiet.

Go to the nearest place, but see the scale is magnificent, the hall is majestic, there are stone lions and stone horses outside the door, and a plaque is hung high, and the three big characters of "Shangqing Palace" are written. All the way closer, I saw the two lines of couplets of "mountains and rivers supporting embroidered households, and riyue near carved beams".

Although Zhang Xubai has read it several times, he is still amazed: "Du Fu's poems, Su Dabeard's words can be described as a double master!"

But I heard a flat voice float in: "Zhixiang, don't you come in quickly, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xubai showed a wry smile, and went straight into the backyard, but saw two Taoist priests sitting opposite each other playing chess under a big tree in the backyard. A few plantain plants bloom around, and from time to time there are bursts of fragrance. But above the heads of the two, there was another bright moon, illuminating the two.

Zhang Xubai looked at the sky, dark clouds were thick, and there were snowflakes from time to time. This is really a banana picture under the moon in the snow. I couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, who is this fellow Daoist? Why are the two of them still fighting!"

One of them, an old Taoist with white hair and a feather crown on his head, turned his head, glanced at Zhang Xubai, and said with a smile to the Taoist priest who was playing the game: "My apprentice is back, let's play chess later, shall we?"

The Taoist priest on the opposite side was only thirty or forty years old, clear and thin, and looked quite handsome. It's just that the pair of sword eyebrows, flying obliquely into the temples, like a knife and a sword, looks like a heroic spirit. It is not much different from the faint smile on the ordinary Taoist priest. He smiled and said: "Thank you for the mercy of your predecessors, if you go any further, Lin will abandon his son and admit defeat!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Tongsu is too modest!" and began to clean up the chessboard, Zhang Xubai glanced at it a few times, only to see that the black and white chess pieces in the chessboard were glued, killing each other constantly.