As soon as he came out of the hall, Zhang Liao was stopped by a little monk guarding the gate, saying that there was a big man selling tofu outside the door who asked to see him. Zhang Liao knew that it must be Qiu Lin again, so he hurriedly rushed to the outer courtyard of the temple gate, and sure enough, he saw Qiu Lin pushing a small car and waving at him.

Zhang Liao stepped forward, Qiu Lin pretended to take out a handful of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it to Zhang Liao, while saying loudly:

"These days, thanks to the Buddha taking care of Xiaoke's business, a little meaning, not respect, but also hope to smile. ”

The gatekeeper monks next to him all laughed, but Qiu Lin pulled Zhang Liao's monk's robe as he spoke, stuffed a paper ball into his hand, and said in a low voice:

"In the evening, ask the monk to go to Wei's house to talk about it. ”

Zhang Liao nodded, pinched the paper ball in his hand, and pretended to be angry to rebuke Qiu Lin, and then returned to the meditation room.

Sit on the bed and open the paper ball, on which a map is drawn crookedly, which is about the route to Weijiachang. Zhang Liao memorized it by heart, and lit a fire and burned it.

Now that the day of the sword fight is only in sight, the manpower of the two factions is also roughly converged, at this time, the Emei faction called itself, it should be to confirm the current strength and characters of Ciyun Temple, so as to arrange a countermeasure.

Thinking about myself, it has been a long time since I was reborn, but I am still confined to the scope of Ciyun Temple, I have some hookup with the left side door, and I have also made some friendships with Emei Wudang, but the background of really settling down is blank.

In the eyes of the Emei faction, he is a small shrimp in Tsz Yun Temple who is trying to return to the shore, and on the side of Tsz Yun Temple, he is just an outlier who refuses to be with the light. Although with his own efforts, the pattern on both sides of Ciyun Temple has undergone some subtle changes, but whether it can really change the established ending is still a big question mark.

Thinking of these, Zhang Liao's heart was slightly confused, and at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, which was the trace of the strange dark cloud before. The strange thing is that this white light is hidden in his body, and he has to appear from time to time, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on himself, which makes Zhang Liao more and more confused, so he can only follow the previous method, sit cross-legged on the meditation bed, silently use the Emei sword technique, restrain his mind, and embrace the yuan to one.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Liao opened his eyes, it was already dark outside the house, Zhang Liao was startled, pushed the door out, and asked the hour, it turned out that Shen Shi had passed a moment, Zhang Liao remembered Qiu Lin's appointment, hurriedly sneaked to the outside of the temple, according to the map in his mind, towards Wei's house.

This place is actually a vacant land outside the evil village, and there were originally several dealers gathered, and the surname of the leader was Wei, so it was called Weijiachang. This is also the place where the two elders of Songshan chose to fight swords, in order to prevent accidental injury to mortals, shocking the world, Zhu Mei has already cleaned up this place in advance, and specially built two high platforms, blocked by clouds and mist all around, ordinary people can not enter at all, Zhang Liao followed the map, turned left and right, walked for a while, and finally came to the agreed reed shed.

In addition to the two old men, Zhu Mei and Bai Guyi, there were also the god-eyed Qiu Lin, the drunken Daoist, and an extremely beautiful and moving middle-aged bhikshuni. Seeing that Zhang Liao was late, Zhu Mei's face was uncertain, and she stretched out her hand to grab it, Zhang Liao felt a huge suction force twisting her neck, and she was dragged in front of Zhu Mei.

"Lao Zhu, why bother with a pawn!"

Bai Guyi on the side stopped Zhu Mei and said softly,

"We say it's important to get down to business. ”

Zhu Mei snorted coldly, looked at Zhang Liao and said:

"Even your dead ghost Wutai Mixed Yuan Patriarch will never dare to break an appointment with me, you are really bold!"

Zhang Liao touched his neck and coughed constantly, and finally recovered a little before he said intermittently:

"There is another Demon Sect giant in the temple, and the little monk must follow the arrangement before he can come here to meet. ”

Zhu Bai and the others glanced at each other, and hurriedly asked who was coming? Zhang Liao said:

"Listening to what the White Bone Divine Monarch said, it is the junior disciple of the Venerable Poison Dragon of Western Yunnan, the Western Wild Buddha Jacobda. ”

Hearing Jacoda's name, the second elder of Songshan didn't react much, but the four words of the white bone god monarch from before made the two of them have a touch of gloomy content on their faces.

Zhu Mei turned her head to look at the beautiful nun and asked:

"Master Yuqing, this Jacobda is your classmate in the past, I don't know what the means are?"

Only then did Zhang Liao know that this nun had reformed from the Demon Sect and returned to the right, and worshiped the Jade Rakshasa Yuqing Master under the sect of the god Ni Fentuo, only to hear her speak softly:

"When Jacoda was in the Demon Gate, he was always arrogant, he liked to be alone in everything, relying on the incomparable magic fire and a purple gold bowl to run rampant in Yunnan, and there were few opponents, but there were two seniors sitting here, and he was not afraid to come. However, the White Bone Divine Monarch mentioned by this little master, I heard that he has been cultivating in the Lushan Divine Demon Cave for hundreds of years, and his scheming is deep and his skills are exquisite, but I am afraid that it is a big opponent who is extremely difficult to deal with!"

"What Master Yuqing said is true. ”

Bai Guyi, who chased the clouds, nodded, turned to Zhang Liao's side and asked,

"Besides, besides, what other powerful people are there?"

Zhang Liao Dao:

"In addition, the one who can occupy a place at the top of the main hall is the Yin and Yang Situ Lei of the Wushan Goddess Peak. ”

Zhu Mei took a sip and said:

"The Wutai faction is really a demon, and even these demons who are neither male nor female have been summoned!"

Drunk on the side:

"It seems that this Ciyun Temple can really be said to be a group of evil people gathered, no wonder the real person in charge of the sect specially ordered the senior sister to come from the East China Sea, otherwise, with a few of us, I am afraid that the victory or defeat will be really unpredictable. ”

Zhu Mei glanced at the drunken Taoist dissatisfiedly and said:

"A few demon clowns, is it worth Mrs. Miaoyi's parent-child action, you can rest assured that as long as our brother is here, you will never lose your Emei's name!"

The drunken Taoist knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but fortunately, he had a big red face, but he couldn't see the expression clearly, and he was about to explain a few words, but he saw Master Yuqing walking up to Zhang Liao, looking at him and asking:

"Little master, the poor nun has a matter that I want to entrust to you. ”

After Zhang Liao came to the Shushan world, he had also seen many stunning beauties, such as Wudang Shi Yuzhu, Qi Lingyun of Emei, Zhou Qingyun and the nine-tailed heavenly fox Liu Yanniang in Ciyun Temple, etc., but in front of this Yuqing master, these young or bewitching faces couldn't help but be overshadowed.

Yuqing looks like he is only in his thirties, and he is dressed as a very elegant monk, but between his eyebrows and demeanor, he is full of amazing charm. At this moment, she looked at Zhang Liao tightly with a pair of bright eyes, and it turned out that this traverser who was reborn after hundreds of years became cramped for a while.

"Master...... Say yes. ”

Yuqing stretched out a palm with soft skin and spread it in front of Zhang Liao, with a purple sandalwood Buddha bead rolling in his palm, even under the lonely lamp in the dark night, he could see the faint cyan brilliance above.