I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 65 Not A Fairy Yet

At this time, Wang Zhe, who had descended the mountain, went directly to Kuaiji Mansion.

Flying in the air, his figure is extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, he has already gone hundreds of feet away.

In the past few months of practice, his state of mind has also been honed, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about anything.

He is still a person with flesh and blood and emotions. He is not a fairy who has practiced for thousands of years or ten thousand years in fairy tales, has seen all the vicissitudes of life, and looked down on life and death.

There are some things that he can't stand, can't bear, and wants to take care of them.

Tap, tap, the horse galloped along the official road, and the sound of the horse's hooves was exceptionally clear.

It was the three people who went up the mountain to take a Ziyuan Pill from the Songyun Temple and left. They rode their horses and galloped, without even noticing that there was an extra person on the tree next to them, and followed them closely.

"Found you!"

After following these three people, Wang Zhe did not disturb them, but followed them all the way.

He didn't fully believe the words of the head of Songfengguan, following these three people should be able to find the mastermind behind them.

"Brother, is this elixir really so miraculous that it can prolong life for decades?"

"This is just the Taoist priest's words. Whether it is so magical or not, we need to take it to know." The leader said.

"There is no poison in this panacea, right?"

"It's hard to say, but these are not things we need to worry about. All we have to do is to take the elixir back. Whether it is poisonous or not, someone will naturally identify it."

Three people and three horses galloped all the way, and arrived at a manor outside the city of Kuaiji Mansion without stopping.

In one of the rooms, a middle-aged man in his 40s was sitting on a grand teacher's chair. He was dressed in a blue robe, with a thin body and a black face. He held a book in his hand.

"Master, they are back." A servant who came in outside stopped when he was five or six steps away from him, and said softly.

"Let them in."

"Yes."

The door opened and three people came in from the outside.

"Master, the Purple Yuan Pill has been brought back." The leading man took out the box containing the Zi Yuan Pill and put it on the table.

The man put down the book in his hand, opened the box, and immediately emitted a purple-red light from the box, as well as a strange fragrance.

The green-robed man picked up the pill and looked at it carefully, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

"Well, it's a high-grade elixir, I didn't expect that Sun Ning'an could really master it, and my painstaking efforts these days are not in vain!

How many panacea did he practice? "

"According to him there is only one."

"Hmph, is he willing to give us this one? Well, you've been tired all night, go down and rest first."

"Yes, sir." The three of them withdrew.

The middle-aged man came to the back room, and there was a monk there, with a fat head and big ears, with a shiny face, eating roast chicken with big mouthfuls, holding a book in his hand, and making tsk tsk sounds in his mouth.

"Grandmaster."

"Benefactor Liu." The monk put away the scroll.

"This is the Ziyuan Pill obtained from the Songyun Temple. It is prepared for the adults. The master palms the eyes first?" The middle-aged man put the wooden box on the table.

The monk put down the chicken leg in his hand, took a rag, wiped off the oil in his hand repeatedly, then picked up the wooden box, took out the elixir inside, held it in his hand and checked it repeatedly.

"Well, it's a high-grade elixir. It's really surprising that Songyun Temple can refine such a elixir."

"I used the blood of primordial yin when refining this elixir. I mentioned this to the master. Is it possible to have a demon barrier when taking the elixir?"

"It is indeed possible. When taking the elixir, you can put a Buddha statue and magic vessel beside you. In addition, the poor monk also has a string of Buddha beads here, which are quite Buddha-nature. I also gave it to him. No worries."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Don't bother!" A voice suddenly came from outside.

"who?"

The green-robed man and the monk came to the courtyard, and saw a person standing in the courtyard, his whole body was hazy, as if wrapped in a layer of mist, not only could he not see his face clearly, he couldn't even see the clothes on his body clearly.

"Who are you, and why did you trespass on Yuliu Villa?"

"You let people arrest those children, but who are the adults you're talking about?" Wang Zhe asked coldly.

"Presumptuous, come here, take it down for me!" The green-robed man shouted, and several figures appeared in the yard in response, surrounding Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe waved his palm, but didn't use much force, just like slapping a mosquito or a fly, and saw those people flying out one by one, hitting the wall or the pillar, spitting blood , fell to the ground.

"Amitabha, this benefactor has such a high level of cultivation and such a handsome palm." The monk couldn't help sighing.

"Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you if you don't recite scriptures well in the monastery and come here to help the evildoers?"

"Amitabha, everything has a predestined relationship, this poor monk is practicing in the world of mortals!"

"Well, that's really good!" Wang Zhe slapped his palm, his palm was red, as if it was on fire, the monk felt a big wave of scorching power coming across his face, and he arrived in front of him in an instant.

He hastily pushed his palms flat, and the Buddha light in his palms was shining brightly.

With a bang, the monk stepped back five steps before standing still. Wherever he stepped, all the bluestones under his feet were shattered, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

"What a domineering palm!"

At this moment, three figures appeared in the room, they were the three people who went to Songfeng Temple last night, just took a look, and immediately rushed to Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe raised his palm out of nowhere,

blazing sun palm,
strong winds rise,

Bang bang, the three of them flew out, hit the wall, fell down, and the two of them passed out.

Only the man in the lead stood still, but his face was pale, his whole body was in severe pain, his face was full of horror, and he didn't dare to move any more.

"The benefactor used the blazing sun palm?" The monk felt the scorching breath, and his face was surprised.

"Blazing Sun Palm, Your Excellency is from Lieyang Mountain? I will be your sect master," the master said hastily.

Noisy,

Wang Zhe strikes again, using the Chi Yang Palm which he practiced the least on weekdays.
The monk's monk's robe was bulging, with a golden light, revealing a bit of solemnity. When he pushed his hands, it seemed that a golden wheel was shining and spinning in his palms.

He once blocked Wang Zhena's domineering "Blazing Sun Palm".

There was a blue light in front of the man in the green robe, blocking Wang Zhe's "blazing sun palm", holding an ancient square bronze mirror in his hand.

"What a powerful palm. I have heard for a long time that the Blazing Sun Palm is a high-grade exercise. Even in Lieyang Mountain, few people can practice it. This person is so lucky!" Tsing Yi said.

Just when he was thinking about how to open his mouth to solve the numbness in front of him, he saw a light and then heard a sound.

sword light,

Jianming,

The golden light on the monk's body dissipated all of a sudden, and with a crash, the Buddhist beads hanging on his chest broke, fell to the ground, and rolled everywhere.

The monk flew out, smashed a hole in the wall behind him, smashed the furniture in the room, and then smashed another wall, hitting the rockery in the backyard garden before stopping, blood stained the monk robe.

(End of this chapter)