Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 467: Hidden Sect, Immortal Pointing the Way

Chapter 468 Hidden Sect, Immortal Guides the Way

Leiyin Dazhou has many mountains, water and islands.

This small city is also surrounded by mountains and rivers. Although the city is not big, it is quite prosperous.

Li Yuan found a seat by the window. There was an old man telling stories on a high platform in the restaurant. In the private room on the sixth floor, there was a faint sound of singing.

There is not much entertainment these days. From Hengshan City to Leiyin Dazhou, the restaurants along the way are pretty much the same. They all follow the same pattern. There is really nothing new.

Only delicacies, the taste may be very different due to the different spiritual beasts and spices produced in different places.

As usual, Monk Kong ordered two tables of dishes. Although he was addicted to gambling, he also abided by all the precepts taught by Xinyi. At least he did not touch any meat on this journey.

"Come, Junior Brother Li, try this braised red-browed spirit fish. This is our specialty spirit fish from Leiyin Province. It tastes delicious."

Monk Lokong greeted.

Although he is a vegetarian, he never cares about others eating meat and even knows a lot about various delicacies.

“Really delicious.”

Li Yuan took a few bites and found that it was delicious but not very good at evaluating it. However, he did not stop using his chopsticks. After a while, a fish was eaten.

Master and disciple Wan Chuan each held a pot of Baicao Nong, which was the drink they brought from Longhu Temple.

Li Yuan chewed slowly. He took a Bigu Pill yesterday and was not very hungry at the end of the day. He just had a toothpaste.

In the restaurant, the storyteller's voice was high and low, and he was still talking about the popular "Yuan Qing Biography". Although he had heard it many times, Li Yuan still listened with gusto.

The deeds of Yuanqing Zhenren are the same thing. Individual interpretations are different, and naturally they have different interests.

"Master Yuan Qing's reputation is really great."

Wan Chuan put down his chopsticks and felt a little emotional when he saw Li Yuan listening in rapt attention. He had met Yuan Qing in person.

"It is said that Master Yuan Qing did not come to the martial arts performance this time because he was blocked by his former confidante?"

Qiao Tianhe talked about the gossip he had heard, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Wan Chuan stared at him.

There are some things that ordinary people in the world can talk about, but they cannot mention.

Qiao Tianhe hurriedly lowered his head to cook, while Li Yuan was attracted by the chatter of several drinkers not far away.

"Just now, the Yamen posted a notice saying that King Zhenwu is going to hold a grand ceremony and invites all the people from all walks of life to come to Beijing to watch it?"

"I heard it is related to the Bafang Temple?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's the Bafang Temple or the Bafang Temple. I heard that the imperial court wanted to take the opportunity to recruit guests. It is said that the treatment given is excellent."

What those charlatans were discussing was actually the Bafang Temple Festival.

In fact, it was not just these two people. Li Yuan listened attentively. At least 30% of the hundreds of people on the six floors above and below were mentioning this matter.

This ratio is quite high.

"Bafang Temple."

Monk Lukong put down his tea cup and concentrated for a moment. He also heard the discussion. His expression moved slightly and he said through the voice:

"Junior Brother Li, please tell me, little monk, are you ordered to go to the capital of gods to observe the sacrifice this time when you come down the mountain?"

"Um?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly: "Senior brother Lekong, why did you say this?"

"There are similar rumors in the world. It is said that you and Brother Xinglie came down from the mountain this time to go to the court to observe the ceremony. Not only you, I heard that the other family's true disciples have not returned to the mountain either."

Monk Lukong sent a message to ask, and he held it in for a while. He always felt that these five families were secretly communicating with each other to exclude their Mind Sect.

"This is indeed not the case."

Li Yuan shook his head.

He was very interested in the Bafang Temple Festival, but he was not interested in going to the Divine Capital.

"Yeah?"

Monk Lokong was in a daze and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I bet the Taoist masters will definitely go!"

"..."

Master and disciple Wan Chuan looked up at him. Li Yuan was also a little bit dumbfounded. Along the way, Monk Lingkong also gambled a lot.

Three sentences can't convey a word about gambling. From rumors in the world to three meals a day, there is nothing he doesn't gamble on.

"Bet or not?"

Monk Lukong coughed lightly.

"No gambling."

Li Yuan waved his hand, unless it was a bet that was sure to win, he would not place a bet at all.

"Huh?"

While a few people were talking, there was a sudden commotion downstairs. Li Yuan's heart moved slightly. His ears were very good and he had already heard the source of the commotion.

It was a strong man with a big beard. He rushed out of the building with a knife and said, 'Here we go again.'

The commotion was not limited to the restaurant, but some pedestrians nearby also followed.

"Is there any excitement?"

Qiao Tianhe was a little curious and put his head to take a look.

Wan Chuan was very direct. He raised his hand to grab a drinker coming down from upstairs and asked.

The drinker was a little impatient. When he turned around and saw the crowd, he was shocked. They were both Taoist priests and monks. They were not easy to offend, but there were two of them here?

People who travel in the world have good eyesight. The drinker hurriedly replied:

"A few people were passing by, but they didn't know anything. A few days ago, a master came to Blackwater City. He said he came from some hidden sect and wanted to recruit disciples here..."

"Hidden Sect?"

Li Yuan and the others looked at each other.

Practicing martial arts off-the-job requires a lot of resources. Since ancient times, there has been no sect family hiding behind the scenes.

Not to mention, coming to such a small place to take on a disciple.

"What a courage."

Monk Lokong's face darkened slightly, and he immediately frightened the drinker.

"No rush."

Li Yuan stopped him and asked, "What next?"

"Then, the fairy lived in the city and would come out every few days, attracting a large number of people to watch..."

"Fairy?"

Qiao Tianhe was startled: "Still a woman?"

"Yes, she is a beauty."

The drinker couldn't help but retort.

"beauty?"

Wan Chuan frowned slightly: "What kind of fairy, did you mention what hidden sect you came from?"

"this……"

The drinker shook his head blankly.

Wan Chuan waved his hand and asked him to leave. A few people didn't pay much attention to it. There were no hidden sects in the world, but there was always a shortage of liars.

"I'll go take a look."

Qiao Tianhe was a person who loved to join in the fun, and without waiting for his master to reprimand him, he had already jumped into the crowd.

"Damn it!"

Wan Chuan scolded but did not stop him.

In Hengshan City, heroes gathered together. Their master and disciple were not very noticeable, but in such a small place, Qiao Tianhe was able to run amok.

The importance of a shape-changing warrior in such a small town is greater than that of a mountain.

Li Yuan looked out the window and suddenly said, "How about we go and have a look too?"

"Junior Brother Li also likes to watch the fun?"

Liao Kong was a little surprised. Along the way, except for every time he went into the city to eat, he almost never saw Li Yuan going out.

"Then go and have a look."

Wan Chuan responded smoothly and felt relieved, adding that this boy was a born ascetic.

It seems that after all, he is full of vitality and admires Ai at a young age.

I'm still a little interested after hearing about the beauty...

Li Yuan didn't care about the thoughts of these two people. He was slightly absent-minded, and then he took a surprised look and saw the light of the weapon.

Although it only flashed by and could not be seen clearly, he could be sure that it was at least the light of a tenth-level weapon.

Maybe even a mysterious weapon of destiny?

…

East of Blackwater City.

To the east of the city is where the rich live. The streets are wide and clean. From the entrance, the streets extend straight and divide into alleys.

Outside an alley, there is a large house with a spacious door and open terrain. There are dozens of powerful servants outside, blocking the crowds of people from the world.

In the courtyard, there is a six-story building with a wide view, and you can see the flow of people gathering outside the door.

"Fairy, everyone is here."

A middle-aged man in silk and satin knocked on the small door on the sixth floor. He sniffed the smell coming from the room, his eyes blurred.

"Um."

In the room, someone responded. With this sound, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned rosy and he went downstairs in a daze.

"Not here either..."

In the room, a woman with a charming figure but a somewhat cold face was dressing up in the mirror.

She said she was doing makeup, but in fact, she was using her fingers, dipped in an unknown red liquid, to draw on an ancient bronze mirror:

"After spending so much time on reviving my fire, could this 'immortal guide' be bound by that ruined temple?

Or did I just learn it secretly and fail? "

This woman has a graceful figure and is wearing a tight-fitting black dress. At this moment, she is looking at the mirror with her brows furrowed.

The blood on her hands was her own. Not only was it blood essence, but it also consumed a lot of energy.

"It shouldn't be. These Yuanhuo come from the Mao Shen in this world. It stands to reason that they won't be isolated by the ruined temple. Could it be that this immortal showed the way and really didn't learn it right?"

The woman in black frowned.

Immortal Guidance is a magical skill that she secretly learned from her master. As the name suggests, she can guide herself in times of extreme danger and the way out.

Buzz~

There was a faint light on the ancient mirror, and the blood lines disappeared after a flash. Immediately, blood characters appeared one by one:

"It originates from the southeast, crossing the black water."

Can't you be clearer?

The black and silver woman slapped the ghost light away and put away the bronze mirror.

There was noise outside the building, and she frowned slightly, took a veil and put it on, then took off the black umbrella from the wall, and held it out of the attic.

‘A bunch of bastards, not to mention gods, demons, and stars, they don’t even have the talent to enter the ranks. ’

The woman in black shook her head inwardly, but then glanced into the crowd, and a faint brilliance flashed in her eyes.

This is the light of talent that has reached the second level. Unfortunately, it is only the second level.

Sighing slightly in her heart, she went downstairs.

Woo~

The moment the woman in black walked out of the gate of the house, the noise in the open space outside the house immediately disappeared.

Among the crowd, Qiao Tianhe felt his heart beating violently and could not move his eyes away.

When the woman glanced at him, he felt that all the bones in his body were numb.

"Crack!"

He slapped Qiao Tianhe on the shoulder and grabbed Qiao Tianhe who was about to step forward. Wan Chuan's old face turned dark. This kid was too spineless.

"roll!"

Wan Chuan wished he could slap him awake.

Behind the two of them, he clasped his hands in the air, with a rather solemn look on his face, and whispered:

"What an amazing magic skill, the young monk almost got hit!"

After transmitting the message, he glanced at Li Yuan with his peripheral vision and saw the latter's eyes fluctuating violently, as if he was also taken aback?

‘His state of mind is not as good as that of a young monk. ’

The great monk was suddenly in a good mood, but he still reached out and patted Li Yuan on the shoulder, and said through a message:

"Junior Brother Li, you..."

"..."

Li Yuan forced himself to suppress his desire to turn around and leave, and retreated into the crowd without leaving a trace.

Damn it!

Li Yuan's heart twitched for a moment. He hadn't seen the light of the weapon yet, but he recognized the woman holding a black umbrella who walked out of the door.

This woman was the one he saw when he was listening to the heavenly sound before, and the one who made a deal with the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva.

Poison Dragon Academy, Chi Lian!

Visitors from outer space...

Li Yuan suppressed his restlessness and had already activated the method of hiding his form and aura in the Wind, Tiger, Cloud and Dragon.

"Brother Li?"

Seeing Li Yuan disappear into the crowd, Le Kong felt that something was wrong, but before he could think about it, he felt a chill in his heart.

He looked up and saw a pair of black and white eyes.

Hiss, so beautiful...

"This monk has been tricked!"

Seeing Le Kong stretching his neck and drooling, Li Yuan felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously replaced the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer.

"Huh?"

Li Yuan hid well, but still heard the voice, and then, he also felt the real gaze falling on him.

"Level 3 talent, or two?"

It was almost dusk, and Li Yuan glanced at the black-clothed woman, and felt that her eyes were burning like a torch.

Through the crowd, her eyes were locked on him.

"There are still masters?"

The black-clothed woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and the crowds gathered around her dispersed without a word.

At this moment, even Wanchuan noticed something strange, and he looked over with horror.

I saw hundreds of people like zombies, some staggering, some retreating, and returning to where they came from as if sleepwalking.

"This..."

Wanchuan was shocked.

Li Yuan felt a slight heat in his body, and a ray of light rose from the blue dragon robes draped under his Taoist robes.

Pure white like jade, in just a turn, he had turned into a little monk about one foot long, with red lips and white teeth, wearing Taoist robes.

It was Long Xixiang.

"Master?"

Li Yuan felt relieved, as expected, the old dragon head did not give the robes for nothing.

"Master Fulong?"

Wanchuan stared, and Monk Liaokong shuddered, suddenly awakened, and retreated in shock, no longer daring to look directly at the black-clothed woman's eyes.

"Who are you?"

The faint white light dissipated, and Long Xixiang stood on Li Yuan's shoulder. He looked at the black-clothed woman in front of the door with a solemn expression.

"Protector?"

Turning the black umbrella lightly, the black-clothed woman Chi Lian looked up and down at Long Xixiang, her face a little strange.

Is such a talented disciple also worthy of such a master's protection?

She was surprised, but then she realized that although this world is not small, it is very closed, and the peerless talent is barely qualified.

"Who are you?"

Long Xixiang spoke again, and he was also looking at the woman:

"What do you want to do?"

He didn't remember much of the past forty years, but he made up for it in the past year.

There are only a few famous grandmasters in the world, where did this woman come from?

And this aura...

"My name is Chi Lian."

The black-clothed woman spoke, her voice was cold, but without the previous charm: