From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Chapter 505

From the outside, Ciyun Temple is a blessed place for Qingxiu.

Xu Lang followed Mrs. Mao all the way to the Ciyun Temple. The halls here are winding and elegantly furnished. On the way here, Mrs. Mao and Mrs. Xu also communicated a lot. Xu Lang said that he is the second immortal The people in Lingling got an ancient book and learned a lot of skills. After leaving the cave, the mountains and rivers have changed, and now they have no fixed place to live. When Mrs. Mao heard this, she patted her chest and said: "When you come to Ciyun Temple, you must Make you feel at home!"

Seeing Xu Lang's disbelief, Mrs. Mao moved to Xu Lang's side and shared a small incident with Xu Lang.

"Abbot Zhitong here is a man of Yada."

Mrs. Mao said: "On the first day I came to this temple, Abbot Zhitong gave me his wife."

"... so Yada?"

Xu Lang was very surprised.

"of course."

Mrs. Mao patted her chest and said, "I will bring you to meet Yang Hua first."

The Yang Hua Mrs. Mao mentioned was the wife of Abbot Zhitong. She was originally a burglar, and she fell into the hands of Ciyun Temple. Received as a private confinement.

Mrs. Mao was already very familiar with the side of Ciyun Temple, and she didn't need to be guided by a monk. Mrs. Mao led Xu Lang three times and walked into the inner room. Before knocking on the door, she heard chirping in the room. The sound was like a cat licking water, making Mao Tai directly embarrassed on the spot.

Looking inside through the window, it was Yang Hua and Zhitong who were comprehending the Zen of Joy.

"..."

Xu Lang reached out and patted Mao Tai's shoulder, just watching the excitement.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Mrs. Mao's face was red, but she turned around and explained to Xu Lang: "I think Abbot Zhitong has always been reluctant to give up on Yang Hua, and Abbot Zhitong gave me two beauties, so now we work in shifts. , My day, today should be me, but for this kind of thing, it’s no big deal for him to steal it.”

Why is Mrs. Mao not open-minded?

Xu Lang nodded, as long as he could see it.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. You insist on being a bastard. That Mrs. Mao's skills are mediocre. Look at his hands and fingers, have they been cut off?"

Yang Hua blamed Monk Zhitong.

This made Mrs. Mao's blood pressure suddenly full. When I was with me, I usually had a deep friendship, but you just pretended it?How could you look down on me behind your back?
"Bitch, take your life!"

Mao Tai drew his sword and rushed directly into the meditation room, the sword light swayed and took Yang Hua's life.

Monk Zhitong fell in love with Yang Hua and hurriedly protected each other. The two showed their swords and fought each other for several rounds. Mao Taifei's sword swept towards Mao Tai.

After some fights, it is also a judgment between superiors and inferiors. Monk Zhitong is a disciple of Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch with profound magic power, while Mrs. Mao is an entry into the immortal way and has shallow skills. Zhitong has real skills, so naturally he crushed him.

Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch is an indispensable figure in Mount Shu. He fought swords twice with Emei. The first time he was cut off by the real Miaoyi. When he won, he was directly beaten by the crowd, and he died seven days after returning home, and his disciples had a deep hatred for Emei, so naturally they wanted to seek revenge on Emei.

Zhitong gave his forbidden scorpion to Mrs. Mao, also wanting to win over Mrs. Mao and deal with Emei together.

"I came here specially to visit you, why are you hiding in the sword fight and not entertaining me?"

Suddenly there was a sword light outside the door, binding the magic weapons of the two people in the air, and then there was a monk with a big head, a round face, a tall figure, wearing a bright red cassock, who came from outside, looked at the two people and said: "Everyone is yours!" People, why hurt your peace, if there is something that cannot be resolved, let me mediate."

The person who came was Yu De, who was also under Fa Yuan's sect. Later, because his apprentice died at the hands of Master Miao Yi, Venerable Du Long took away Fa Yuan's disciple and made him his apprentice. A middleman, to adjust the relationship between two people.

"A little thing is not worth it."

Monk Zhitong knows the truth.

Mrs. Mao was also ashamed.

"It's because of the unfair distribution of their husbands and wives, so the two of them started fighting."

Xu Lang told the story from the side.

Monk Zhitong and Mrs. Mao both blushed and looked at Xu Lang quietly, with some complaints in their eyes: You can not say this kind of thing...

"Who is this……"

"A certain Xu Lang."

Seeing Yu De's inquiry, Xu Lang cupped his hands and said, "I met Mrs. Mao on the left side of the road. Mrs. Mao wanted to take me to Ciyun Temple to play, so I came."

Yu De and Zhitong looked at Mrs. Mao.

"This young man is really an amazing person!"

Mrs. Mao walked up to Xu Lang in a hurry, and introduced: "My apprentice Zhang Liang was killed by Zhou Laosan. I got him out and was about to bury him. Mr. Xu came to him with a divine seal. The disciple was able to speak, he told me all about his death, and when Mr. Xu let go of the seal, my disciple was as stable as a dead body..."

Speaking of this incident, Mrs. Mao suddenly thought that his apprentice didn't seem to be buried, and his corpse was left in the wilderness.

"Communicate life and death?"

"Access to the Netherworld?"

Yu De and Monk Zhitong looked at Xu Lang in surprise.

Of course they know that people can be reincarnated after death, just like a real person with a wonderful righteousness in the universe. He has undergone several re-cultivations before he can achieve such an achievement, but communicating with dead spirits is not soul-destroying, which makes them feel strange.

"Not worth mentioning."

Xu Lang waved his hand and told his fabricated experience again.

Hearing this, Yu De frowned, looked at Xu Lang and asked seriously: "Master Xu, are you sure that there is no teacher for the method you practice?"

"I'm sure"

Xu Lang nodded, very sure.

Monk Zhitong and Mrs. Mao looked at Yu De, not knowing why he asked.

"Maybe I'm worrying too much."

Yu De said: "At this point in time, it is the time when the Emei Sect and those in the righteous way are accepting apprentices. Every three to fifty years, they will come to a large-scale apprenticeship to cultivate their abilities, just like you His enemy, Zhou Chun, has a daughter named Zhou Qingyun, who was very beautiful, and she studied under Master Fanxia, ​​and her attainments are already extraordinary."

Yu De has a source of information and is very clear about many things about Zhengdao.

"Zhou Qingyun?"

When Mrs. Mao heard the name, she said, "Is it really Zhou Chun's daughter? Hmph, it would be a beautiful thing to capture her for fun."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a flash of sword light on the gable, heading straight towards Mrs. Mao.

And the person holding the long sword is the one to talk about, Zhou Qingyun!
"not good!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Mao was startled, and was about to dodge to the left, but at this moment, Xu Lang just made a move and stretched out his hand to grab the woman.

"Go!"

As soon as Mrs. Mao and Mrs. Xu collided, Mrs. Mao lost the opportunity to dodge. The sword pierced through her chest and she was killed immediately!
(End of this chapter)