Chapter 991 Xiaoya, Saint

Chapter 991 Xiaoya and Saint

A few days later, in a lush mountain range, Zhang Xiaohua and Meng were rushing to take in the scenery. Meng laughed and said, "I only thought the mountains in our Xiang Sect were beautiful. Now it seems that I am just a frog in the well." Well, the scenery in each place in this great river and mountain is very different, each has its own characteristics, each has its own beauty, and every place is no worse than Chuanxiang Sect!"

"No, even in the place where Dalin Temple is located, the entire mountain range may not be smaller than that of Chuanxiang Sect. The huge Guiyuan Pagoda feels no worse than Huanxu!"

"Fortunately, the portal of our Incense Sect has been opened. There will be many opportunities in the future. Maybe after the martial arts conference, we can ask the leader for a job and walk all the surrounding mountains!"

Zhang Xiaohua stroked her palms and said: "Exactly, that's called Swordsman! It's not like now, where it will turn around just a few days after it comes out!"

"I don't know the name of this mountain. We are just wandering around. If we want to come here in the future, we will be in trouble!"

"Isn't that easy? Just ask someone!"

While she was talking, Zhang Xiaohua was suddenly startled and looked thoughtfully into the distance. Seeing this, she also turned her head. Before she could see clearly, there was a sound of weapons clashing over there!

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaohua was even more surprised and blurted out: "Why is he here?"

"Who?" Meng looked at the shadowy figure in the distance and said, "You can actually see it?"

"Well, yes, a familiar person, so it seems easy to tell them apart!"

"Did you meet him in the martial arts world before?" Meng asked curiously.

"That's right. Let's go and have a look. The person I know... seems to be unable to resist!"

With that said, the two of them galloped forward along the mountain road.

In just half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at the top of the mountain. At the top, they saw more than ten people holding weapons and surrounding the two carriages. In front of the carriage, there were a large group of people and a small one. The two of them, the younger one, about five or six years old, holding a small toy sword in his hand, were fighting with a thin man, about twenty years old, who had a long sword in his hand casually. Parry, it's obviously a joke!

The big man next to him had his upper body bare, showing his bulging arms, and was holding a simple knife in his hand. He was fighting with another tall and fat man. The man also had a knife in his hand, but this knife was smaller than usual. The knife is much thicker and wider,

The two men's knives touched each other, causing countless sparks to explode.

On the mountain road, Zhang Xiaohua looked at it with her spiritual consciousness and shook her head unconsciously.

As early as at the foot of the mountain, he had seen that this man was unfamiliar with swordsmanship and only relied on his arms to gain some strength. His opponent seemed to be willing to give in. He only fought with him and did not take the opportunity to use his killing moves. Therefore, he followed Meng. Go up the mountain road!

Sure enough, the man shook the simple knife away with force, and said a little impatiently: "Qu Zhigao, do you think it's interesting? A certain family has given you hundreds of moves, don't you know that you are not a certain family at all? My opponent? Why bother struggling anymore?”

The person who wielded the Pu Dao was the busker Zhang Xiaohua had rescued in the Lu Town Square in his early years, and the recipe for his Bone-Condensing Pill was also obtained from this man named Qu Zhigao.

Naqu Zhigao said angrily: "Of course I know I'm not your opponent, but... you destroyed my home and burned down my house. Is it possible that I still have to grovel and beg you for mercy?"

"You man, you really don't know what's good or bad. I just took a fancy to your prescription at Lijing Villa. To give you face, I asked you to donate this prescription. The owner of the village persuaded you again and again. Why did you Can’t you just listen to it? Is it true that your advice is offensive?”

"Bah!" Qu Zhigao almost sprayed his saliva on the man's face and shouted: "I'm so shameless. This plaster of Qu's is passed down from ancestors. Where can you exchange it for only ten taels of silver from Jingshan Villa? Now it's so shameful." You are bullying me, how can I... give it to you?"

"Haha, Qu Zhigao, do you think your Qiulong Mountain is still the same Qiulong Mountain decades ago? You have already gone to the arena to perform arts and sell plasters, how can you talk about being noble? These ten taels of silver are also the kindness of the owner of the village. If it is the intention of a certain family , just grab it!”

"Bah, if Senior Qu hadn't left early and left behind his martial arts skills, how could I... How could I, Qiulongshan, be afraid of you leaving Jingshan Villa?"

"Li Er, don't talk nonsense to him, just take it. The owner of this village has run out of patience!"

"Yes, Master, my subordinates will take action now!"

While he was talking, the man who was fighting with the child next to him moved his sword more quickly. When the child panicked, someone knocked the sword away, and then he was easily caught in his hand!

"Qu Zhigao, your son is already in my hands. Do you want to stop or not?"

Seeing this, Qu Zhigao let out a long sigh and threw the knife on the ground. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, another yellow figure flew out of a carriage and flew straight into the face of the man holding the child. …

In the Tianlong Sect, there was no one in the huge and abnormal hall. Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps coming from outside the hall. When they reached the door of the hall, the footsteps stopped. After a while, there was no trace. Suddenly, a strange black figure appeared above the main hall, and then flew to the tall chair in the hall. Then a voice came from the bamboo hat: "Is there something urgent? It's unexpected. Do you want to disturb our practice?"

With a few soft footsteps, a woman stepped forward and saluted: "Lord Bing Emperor Shitian, I have found the whereabouts of the saint!"

"What?" Emperor Shitian lost his composure and immediately stood up from his seat and shouted, "Where is Xiaoya?"

"Reporting to the leader, the saint is currently in Dalin Temple..."

"What? The bald donkeys from Dalin Temple? They actually dare to shackle my holy daughter of the Tianlong God Sect? Someone..."

"My lord, please calm down, my lord, please calm down." The woman said quickly: "The saint is not imprisoned by Dalin Temple, but...but as an envoy of the Incense Sect, she went to Dalin Temple to send invitations!"

"Invitation? Could it be the same as the disciples of the Incense Sect who came to teach me to deliver invitations a few days ago?"

"Exactly, the Holy Lady went to Dalin Temple as an envoy of the Incense Sect, and she was accompanied by a young male disciple of the Incense Sect. News came from Dalin Temple that this male disciple's name is Ren Xiaoyao, and he is a disciple of the Incense Sect. The only disciple of the Xiang Sect?"

"Ren Xiaoyao? The only disciple to protect the Dharma?" Emperor Shitian's expression relaxed, and he just sat on the chair and asked curiously: "When did the Chuanxiang Sect have a disciple to protect the Dharma? Isn't this a performance with Dalin Temple? The saint's How's it going?"

"Sir, the saint seems to have lost her memory and cannot remember the past at all. Even if we tried our best in Dalin Temple and tried the secret code from the sect, the saint didn't have any reaction! Of course, maybe the saint has something to do with it. I don’t know about other arrangements.”

"Xi Zuo? How does Xi Zuo of Dalin Temple know the face of the saint?" Emperor Shitian was a little angry.

"Sir, calm down." The woman was very frightened and whispered: "Didn't your Majesty ask your subordinates to step up last time? I just sent some pictures of the Saint to the public. Don't worry, Sir, I know what I know. The image of the Saint is absolutely perfect." It won’t be spread! And...and they don’t know who the person in the image is!”

"Well" Emperor Shitian asked again: "Is the saint turning around and spreading the incense religion now?"

"No~" The woman had a strange look on her face and said: "The saint left Dalin Temple and went in another direction. However, the disciple has sent people there, but for fear of affecting the saint, we can't Dare to get close..."

"Okay, let me know, I will go to spread the fragrance!"

"Sir, are you going to attend a martial arts conference?" The woman was surprised: "Didn't Lord Garuda already set off a few days ago?"

But then, the woman came to her senses, bowed and said: "I will give you the instructions from the leader, and I will make arrangements now!"

In the Chuanxiang Sect, on the Yixiang Peak, in a quiet room, Master Jingyi sat on a chair, and Master Xuezhen sat at the bottom with the same expressionless expression.

"Master, the disciples who went out to send invitations have returned one after another. Although Peacock and Yuyan have not come back, there is still news... Only Zixia and Ren Xiaoyao... have not had any news since they entered Dalin Temple. Come on...you see?"

"It doesn't matter...Ren Xiaoyao went to Dalin Temple for some other matters. He was probably detained by Changsheng and others...and Dalin Temple is far away from me to preach the incense religion. I'm afraid there will be some time delay in transmitting the news. By the way, Is there any news about the immortals in the Valley of Rejuvenation?”

"Master, there is no such thing. You also know that people of the immortal way come and go. If they don't deliberately let people know, who can see it? I don't know how long this person of the immortal way has survived in the world. Let's not say that we spread the incense sect. "My subordinates probably don't even know about the Tianlong Sect. It's strange that this old man... suddenly favors the Valley of Rejuvenation."

"Are all people in the immortal way pure of heart and with few desires, ignoring the world of mortals?"

"I don't dare to speculate on my own. The leader is also a descendant of the immortal way. I don't feel that way!"

"Oh, that's because the cultivation of our sect is still shallow. I heard from my disciples that the Immortal Daoist can actually fly as high as the mountain. This is probably the legendary wind control technique. Now our sect can only float in the air. , it’s still far from enough, the light body technique is like this, let alone other things!”

"However... I still have some ideas, I don't know... I don't know if I should talk about it or not!"

"Haha, you and I, our fellow apprentices, although you did not participate in the direct election, nor did you take charge of the first palace, but... you have done a great job in spreading the Incense Sect to me. If others don't know it, how can I not know it? If you have anything to say, just say it. , but it doesn’t matter!”

"Thank you, Master, for your understanding. I am so happy that all my subordinates are so happy!"

"It doesn't have to be like this, it's all for the foundation of the Xiang Sect and for my paradise at the Relic Fragrance Peak!"

"It's like this, Lord Cult Leader, as the saying goes, there is no wind without fire. That immortal person has never appeared in this world, so why did he show up after Zixia arrived in Mochou City? Although... there is no inevitable connection, but... …The subordinates are still a little confused!”

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