Mo Xian opened his eyes and it was completely dark outside. His stomach started to growl. He realized that he had been sitting unknowingly since the afternoon, and it was already dark outside, and he didn't know what time it was.

However, he was really hungry and Mo Xian practiced without reaching the level of fasting. He had been sitting here for several hours, but he did not bring food. What should he do?

He was thinking about something to eat, as if there was nothing to eat on his body. He could look for some plants or hunt some animals outside, but it was obviously too late and he didn't want to go out alone at night.

When he felt a move in his heart, it was not that there was a piece of lotus root. According to Songxi Zhenren, the effect of lotus root is much weaker than lotus seeds. However, it has one advantage, just a little bit is enough to prevent hunger, and it is a good food for practice.

He took out the lotus root and took a bite. It tasted very good, full of sweetness, and the fragrance remained on his teeth and cheeks. After a bite, he felt warm in his belly, as if his stomach was full.

It's so magical. Just one bite, my stomach feels full and full. This is the first time Mo Xian has encountered this phenomenon. Since he can't eat it, he put away the lotus root again.

Mo Xian didn't know that for practitioners, no one eats the lotus root of the Yin-Yang Guiyuan Lotus directly, but is refined and used as the main ingredients in the Marine Pill and the Fasting Pill. If it can be combined with the gallbladder of the four-legged fish and snake, it can be refined into the Guiyuan Pill. Since it plays a role in cutting bones and marrow cleaning on the body, it can also increase its skills without realizing it.

It can be said that if a monk who obtains Yin and Yang Guiyuan Lotus, he will use it to refine elixirs or exchange items required for practice. If he eats it in vain, he will probably only be Mo Xian.

When his stomach was full, Mo Xian was not sleepy. The sounds of various animals outside kept coming into his ears. Through the cracks of the rocks at the door, the moonlight shone in. Mo Xian simply stood up and practiced the three-body standing posture in Xingyi Liuhe Fist.

This time, the standing posture was different from before, not the different postures, but the different effects. As soon as the stand was put, Mo Xian felt that the qi was activated soon, and the qi and blood were like mercury.

Mo Xian himself didn't know that if there was someone by his side, he would not only feel a faint force within a few feet of his side, but he would also see a slightly flash of green light in his body. Unfortunately, no one was around him at all.

At the same time, in the Marquis' Mansion in Luoyi, Hei Wuchang and several others were standing respectfully bowing their heads, Bai Li Cong's back was facing them, and the candle was burning quietly.

"Bai Wuchang passed a letter saying that he had discovered the Yin-Yang Guiyuan Lotus, but the traitor Mo Xian started first. Bai Wuchang only got a lotus root and the corpse of four-legged fish and snakes. How could Mo Xian know about the Yin-Yang Guiyuan Lotus?" Bai Li Cong said coldly. He carried his hands behind his back and did not look back. His eyes looked at the "Rule and Mountain Map". Under the candlelight of the shaking, his shadow seemed to come alive.

"Your Majesty, Mo Xian may not know, but the little lady and sister should know." Hei Wuchang said with his head down.

"I forgot that my little wife Lu Yi is not an ordinary person, and it is indeed possible that they are in the depths of Luoshan Mountain." Bai Li Cong chuckled, but his subordinates did not have a smile, and they still lowered their heads and stood in the candlelight.

"Can you understand the situation where the old bald donkey in the Guhua Temple Zhitong is clearly?" Bai Li Cong said again.

"Your Majesty, the situation has been cleared. Are you going to attack Guhua Temple?"

"Who said that Zheng Guo wants to attack them? The people who attacked were just a group of robbers."

"Yes, yes, it was a group of robbers who took action." Hei Wuchang said repeatedly.

"Apply to the Ten Palaces of Yama, and ask the Peacock Mingwang tribe to send the cultivators to act together." Baili Cong pondered, "In addition, apply to the Eight Heavenly Dragons, ask them to take action, and chase the burst ghost Mo Xian. Hei Wuchang, go and check where the little lady Lu Yi is, and you can't let her wander around for a long time."

"Don't worry, you are sure that we will complete the task."

...

There have been more unknown people in Zhongguhua Temple in Bianchun Mountain recently. They have not noticed the ghosts on the trees. Even if they see them, they have never paid attention to these monkey-like creatures.

But the ghosts have already understood spirituality, especially their heads, which have long been preaching the sermons by the Intelligent Elder. They not only have their spiritual wisdom but also become spiritual spirits, but also have been cast under the seat of Guhua Temple.

Usually, Guhua Temple relies on the ghost tower, and there is a slight turbulence on the Bianchun Mountain, and the monks of Guhua Temple already know it.

In the past few days, there have been many unidentified people, so Guhua Temple certainly knows it.

Zhitong sighed deeply. He thought that Marquis Zheng would deal with Guhua Temple. Before, he thought that Baili Cong would not be so obvious. Unexpectedly, after Baili Cong succeeded to the throne, he blatantly attacked Guhua Temple.

He made preparations, on the one hand, on the other hand, in order to prevent Huihai and Huiming from leaving just in case, he would leave behind the inheritance of Guhua Temple if there was any misfortune.

Huihai knew this, but Huiming didn't know that he was very happy to see that he had the opportunity to go out. After all, he was a child. Although he had inherited the past life, he did not fully awaken.

Guhua Temple did not fall asleep under the night sky. The monks were doing evening classes. Outside the temple, the sound of chanting scriptures could be vaguely heard.

Countless men in black have quietly surrounded the temple and are disciplined. Behind them, the army led by Bo Hunshang is already waiting.

Bo Hunshang is a general of Zheng State. He followed Baili Cong. He was a move that the Bo Hun family invested in Baili Cong. Bo Hun, the head of the Bo Hun family, also invested in others, among which one was invested in Baili Ming. This situation is a normal behavior of the big family. In the struggle for power, there is always one that can win, and the real family will prosper for a long time.

Many families have much longer history than Da'an, and royal families often use them to form a convention, and the losers will not harm the family.

The Bohun family, the Gongyang family and the Duanmu family are the three major families of Zheng State. Legend has it that there are practitioners in their family, and Zheng Hou also wants to rely on the three families. Therefore, as long as they do not involve their interests, they will be indifferent to some small political fluctuations.

Hei Wuchang stood respectfully beside a man who looked very charming. He was wearing a charming red outfit and wearing a cloak. He was playing with several peacock tail feathers in his hands. He was the little Ming Wang Ranyue of the Peacock Mingwang Division in the Hall of Yama. This time he led the team here in person.

Hei Wuchang looked respectful and even a little servile and charming. When Bo Hunshang saw this, he snorted coldly. He had long been unable to stand Hei Wuchang hiding behind the mask all day long. When he saw Hei Wuchang again, he looked down on him even more.

Hearing this cold snorkeling, he turned his head more and more, and a cold light flashed in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes. In the dark night, Bo Hunshang felt a chill.

"Sir, don't worry about an ordinary person. I heard that the old bald donkey, who has practiced Buddhism with great success. From my perspective, the sound of the Buddhist temple is faint, and they have already set up a large formation." Hei Wuchang said.

"The native chicken, treasures, and the only formation of the eight desolate six-held formations. This is the secret formation of the upper seat. However, only Zhitong can barely launch the formation. Okay, let's try it." Ran Yue sneered.

However, as soon as Yue finished speaking, two people dressed in the throne beside him recited mantras and sent them forward. Two sparks burst out like two fire dragons, falling towards the temple, trying to ignite Guhua Temple.

Seeing that the fire was about to fall into the temple, the Buddha's name was yelled: "Namo Shakyamuni Buddha!"

With the sound of Buddha's chant, the temple suddenly became brightly lit, and two golden lights rushed out of the courtyard wall, colliding with the fire. With a bang, it was like setting off fireworks, both annihilated.

The door of the temple opened, and the monks stood in a swastika shape with sticks in front of them. There were three people in the middle, one in the middle, holding a Zen stick. It was the old monk Zhitong, an old nun on the left, with a magic name Wuzang; on the right was a middle-aged Taoist, with a sword on his back, but he was Taoist Master Zixiu from the Immortal Sect.

"Donor, I'm here at night, I don't know what to do?" Zhitong asked with a Zen stick on his right hand and a thigh on his left hand.

"It's not easy to see your Hinayana teachings. It's better to destroy them than to turn black and white!" Ran Yue said frivolously.

The monks were furious and clamored. Zhitong raised his left hand and his voice immediately became weaker: "For the first time since the founding of the Theravada Church, I have heard people say this. Are you not afraid of being cut off the tongue hell?"

"Haha, it's you who went to hell!" Ran Yue laughed.

The two heads behind him had long been unable to control themselves and shouted: "What are you talking about with these dying people? Look at the beating!"

As they said that, the two of them formed a bottle seal with their hands. With a bang, two white mist-shaped air columns came over.

Wuzang Ni said the Buddha's name, and put it together with one palm. On the palm, golden light shot out like a knife. With a loud sound, it was tangent on a pillar of air, and the pillar of air was immediately dispersed.

Taoist Zixiu took a step forward, shook his shoulders, and the sword behind him choked, but did not sheath, but only showed a three-inch long section, and did not fly at all. However, with a choked sound, a sword light was generated by the sword and was slashing on the Qi column.

Although it is just a sword light, it is very beneficial. The sword light rises, the Qi column disappears, and the sword light remains unabated. Seeing that the head Tuo is about to be injured under the sword light.

Ran Yue, who was playing with peacock tail feather, suddenly raised his head and brushed up his peacock feather in his hand. This was a red tail feather. In an instant, a red light rose like a rainbow. When a sword light touched, it made a choking sound. The sword light disappeared inexplicably, and Zixiu Zhenren moved suddenly and her face turned red.

He felt the sword on his back, the sword that he had been practicing for decades, almost flew out with the chorus, and his body involuntarily took a step forward. Then, Taoist Zixiu took another step back, and thought out, and then he calmed down the sword behind him.

He was shocked, and the sword was almost taken away by the other party. Involuntarily, his eyes fell on the peacock tail feather. He suddenly remembered a legend and screamed: "Impossible, how could there be the peacock king's tail feather in the world?"
Chapter completed!