When Yang Zhao woke up, she felt pain all over her body. She moved a little and vaguely heard someone calling her.

"Master, Master, are you awake?"

She recognized Yang Mai's voice, opened her eyes with difficulty, and glanced around. It was her dormitory, and her schoolbag was placed next to her pillow.

Little girl Yang Mai sat on the stool beside the bed and looked at her in surprise.

"Master, are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

"I want to drink water." Yang Zhao struggled to sit up, took the water and drank two large bowls of it.

Passing the bowl to Yang Mai, she asked about the situation outside: "How is it outside?"

"It's been stopped a long time ago. I heard that someone will come over in two days to deal with it. Master, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Yang Zhao shook her head. She was dizzy now and had no appetite.

"Okay, you've been busy for a long time. Go back and take a rest. I want to sleep a little longer."

Yang Mai came over to help her lie down, smiled and said: "This is not a busy thing. It is natural for an apprentice to serve his master. Besides, we sisters take turns, so we are not tired at all. Master, you can take a nap if you want."

I'll wait outside."

She tucked Yang Zhao into bed, turned around and went out to close the door.

Yang Zhao reached out and opened her schoolbag. The power bank looked fine, but the screen of her phone was cracked. She tried to turn it on, but luckily, it still worked!

A big stone fell from my heart, and I turned off my phone again.

Her head felt dizzy and painful, and she fell asleep again after a while.

She was so confused that she felt someone was coming, but she couldn't open her eyes. She slept for three days before she could get out of bed.

Now that I can get up, I naturally do some formality first. I can clearly feel the spiritual energy swimming happily in my body, and it is constantly strengthening. My body is indeed much more comfortable.

Looking at his arms again, sure enough, the clothes were soaked with muddy sweat again.

"Hey, are you still practicing?"

Yang Zhao turned around and saw that it was shopkeeper Rong who was here.

"You seem to be recovering well!"

"It's pretty good. I don't feel like I was seriously injured."

Yang Zhao smiled awkwardly and took a few steps back. She was covered in stinky sweat and was really embarrassed to be too close to others.

Shopkeeper Rong didn't want to expose him and said: "Laiyuan Mansion Lord is here and wants to see you. Please prepare quickly and I will take you there."

Yang Zhao quickly went into the house to tidy up, then followed shopkeeper Rong with his schoolbag on his back.

The two of them got on the beast cart and left Shandefang. Along the way, she asked shopkeeper Rong about the Fang family's affairs.

"The Fang family is really in decline. In the past few hundred years, no member of the clan has been able to hold an important position to gather incense. The family lacks incense and has failed in cultivation. So they took advantage of your Taoist tree and wanted to steal some

The incense of your Yunyang Temple, but no disciples have come to Yunyang Temple for four to five hundred years."

"So Fang Shuli, the most talented person in their family, invaded your Taoist tree and switched to the Demonic Tao, hoping to use the Taoist tree's talent to reach a higher level."

"Who would have thought? You would have such an unreasonable rule of heaven and trap him."

As he said this, shopkeeper Rong couldn't help but laugh.

"I have been waiting for more than 80 years to find you. Naturally, Fang Shuli will not let go of this opportunity."

"But these days, the Fang family and his have different ideas. They actually want to go to Chi County, China, pretend to be gods, and gather the incense in your place like gods."

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment. Are these things as simple as the Fang family thinks?

Seeing the confusion in Yang Zhao's eyes, shopkeeper Rong explained.

"Mainly because of that heavenly rule, this heavenly rule is unreasonable. All living beings hope that no alien will become a spirit. It is probably because there are very few people who can subdue the alien that becomes a spirit. When the alien has just become a spirit,

Animal nature is greater than human nature, and they often cause trouble. If no one can control them, the damage they will cause will be too great."

"This Tiantiao also shows from the side that there are no cultivators in Chixian China now, and Tiantiao can only be used to suppress the aliens."

"And when you first came here, you didn't have your pulse open yet, which confirms their thinking."

Yang Zhao was very confused and asked: "Is incense really important?"

Shopkeeper Rong: "You have just started cultivating and have not experienced the benefits of incense. The higher your cultivation level, the more important incense will become. You will naturally know it in the future."

"Shop Manager Rong, there is still something that has bothered me for a long time. More than a month ago, when I had just officially started practicing, Fang Shuli, the back leg, came to trouble me. How did he know?"

Shopkeeper Rong looked at her funny and said: "Because he is a Taoist tree! Under his nose, you use Yunyang Guan's cultivation method to stir up the spiritual energy, and he will naturally feel it. You are the only Yunyang Guan in the whole city.

Disciple!"

"Okay, we've arrived at the City Lord's Mansion. You can get off the bus with me."

Yang Zhao followed her out of the car. The city lord's palace did not look so majestic. There were two rows of soldiers standing at the door. Shopkeeper Rong said a few words to the people. A soldier trotted in. After a while, he came out and personally led the two of them in.

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After bypassing the screen wall, the group walked directly into a hall without turning around.

There were many people sitting in the hall. Yang Zhao took a quick glance and only recognized Master Shen, City Lord Zheng, the ancestor of the Rong family, and Fang Boyang, who looked livid.

"Rong Rong has met Fu Jun. The person next to me is Yang Zhao from Yunyang Temple."

Yang Zhao also saluted with shopkeeper Rong.

Mr. Fu, who was sitting at the top of the hall, said, "No need to be polite. I actually called Yang Zhao here because I have important matters to discuss."

Yang Zhao looked at the person sitting in disbelief. Could he have anything important to do with her?

The Lord of the Palace smiled and directly ordered: "Come and bring us two chairs for you two to sit down and serve tea."

The two people stood at the end of the table and listened to Fu Jun speak: "I came to you this time to discuss with you where to put the Yunyang Temple's moving formation."

Yang Zhao: "Master Fujun, I don't understand what it means. Wasn't the moving formation destroyed by Fang Shuli?"

Palace Master: "Although the formation is destroyed, the positioning of Sinan is intact. It is very simple to lay another moving formation. The question now is whether you, Yunyang Guan, still want to stay in Cangcheng."

Yang Zhao was still a little confused: "Master Fujun, I am just a junior, you should ask Shen Daozu about this matter."

Lord Laiyuanfu glanced at Shen Ruoyu with a smile.

Shen Ruoyu nodded and said, "Because I am dead, and dead people cannot express their opinions!"

Although Yang Zhao always heard him say that he was dead, he didn't really feel it. After all, his behavior didn't look like a ghost in the traditional sense.
Chapter completed!