On the bustling streets, the boy with a blindfold strodes, his right eye does not squint, and his left eye, which was blocked by the blindfold, lingers on some enchanting women from time to time. Especially when seeing some beautiful women, Xu Yan feels a sense of heat in his heart.

What's wrong? This is?

Xu Yan felt that he could not understand his strangeness.

He has lived in brothels for a year and has been in the crowd of women for so long, and Xu Yan has not lost his composure as he is now, especially since he has not thought about anything about men and women in his heart, but his body has made an unusual reaction.

Is it really that the virtual fire is too strong?

With a bitter smile, Xu Yan suppressed the restlessness in his heart. Thinking of Pang Hongyue's pretty face, Xu Yan felt that other women were really nothing good.

Since the virtual fire is too strong, it would be better to eat more fruits. At worst, Xu Yan didn't take it seriously.

A sound of blowing and beating came from the alley on one side. Xu Yan stopped and saw that it was a family that was holding a funeral and invited Taoist priests to salvation.

That family should be a big family, and those who come in are all servants. When they see a Taoist priest, Xu Yan's eyes moved.

In the capital, wealthy families invite Taoist priests to do rituals, and most of them will invite people from Tai Puritanism.

Zangyun Temple is the real old nest of Tai Pu Cult. It’s okay for Xu Yan to go there alone. Anyway, he is the master of the wizard and the Tianmen Marquis of Qi. Even if the national master wants to do any tricks, he will not be able to take action at Zangyun Temple. However, since he meets people from Tai Pu Cult doing rituals, Xu Yan has more opportunities to approach Zangyun Temple.

Turning into the alley, Xu Yan walked directly into the yard of the house.

White banners were waving, and there was a spirit shed in the yard. On the open space on the other side, more than a dozen Taoist priests were chanting at the altar. No one could hear anything they were chanting, and even if they heard it, they couldn't hear it clearly. Anyway, Xu Yan believed that these Tai Puritan disciples were not chanting the Taoist scriptures, but grinding their teeth.

Because he often grinds so much when he sleeps, the lips are basically the same.

"This guest, you are mourning, the spirit shed is here." A middle-aged man came over and said, while looking at the strange boy who broke into his home in confusion. After a moment, the man exclaimed: "Master! It's Master Yan!"

The owner of this family was actually a member of the Tai Puritan Church. After recognizing Xu Yan, he was overjoyed. He bowed and moved the stool, and spoke incoherently.

When they heard the arrival of the mage, the Taoist priests on the side stopped grinding their teeth and came forward to pay homage to them, shouting to the mage.

“Compassionate, compassionate.”

Xu Yan bowed his head and proclaimed the Taoist lords, and a merciful expression, the Taoist priests hurriedly bowed their heads and stood behind Xu Yan.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, and the old man is mourning."

With a mysterious look, Xu Yan said to the official waiter: "I passed by this place and found that this house was very resentful. The old official waiter's relatives should have committed suicide. People who commit suicide often have no worries. Since they have encountered this, I will help you to save them."

After Xu Yan said this, the man-wai Lang was shocked and knelt down with a thud. His nose and tears flowed, and he said, "Master, Master, Master, Master, Master,! My concubine was not a wife, and she hooked up with outsiders. After I noticed it, I beat her up. I didn't do anything to death. How could she hang herself at night? Master, you want to save my family and dispel our family's resentment. The bitch was wearing big red clothes when she died. This is a ghost and I don't want to let me go."

Xu Yan was not interested in inquiring about the family affairs of the official. He was just showing off to those disciples of the Tai Puritans. As for why he knew that the deceased people in this family committed suicide, because Xu Yan could see clearly.

There was a hanged ghost floating next to the monastery.

"Let's retreat aside and allow me to chant the sutras and let me pass away."

After a few steps to the front of the altar, Xu Yan pretended to burn three pieces of talisman paper, then sat cross-legged, muttering something in his mouth, and he himself didn't know what he was pronounced, which was similar to the ones of Tai Puritan disciples before.

Do you grind your teeth? Everyone will read the same thing.

Such a wealthy family may look glamorous on weekdays, but the back house may be so dirty. Xu Yan doesn't believe that a beating can make people hang themselves. Since the official did not tell the truth, he just perfunctorily did it. Anyway, even if he recites the Taoist scriptures, he may not be able to drive away the hanged ghosts. Xu Yan can't use his left eye here.

He was afraid that the monsters in his eyes would suck enough yin energy and jump out.

After a while, Master Yan, who had finished grinding his teeth, stood up and left, looking like a fairy-like figure. The group of disciples of the Tai Puritans had to clean up the ceremonial guards. After the master left the family, he didn't even ask for the reward.

Walking out of the alley, Xu Yan glanced at a Tai Puritan disciple led by the leader and said, "After the ritual is over, are you going to go back to the Taoist temple?"

"Go back to the master, let's go back to the Taoist temple now." The disciple of the Taiqing Sect, led by the leader, is a tall and thin man, and looks quite smart.

"Can the leader be in the observation now?" Xu Yan asked calmly, and it would be no harm to inquire carefully.

"The leader has been in the Yulong Taoist Temple recently. We have sent the ceremonial guard back and we are going to the Taoist temple to help." The thin Taoist priest replied with a smile.

When Xu Yan heard that the national master was in the Yulong Taoist Temple, he was slightly curious and asked, "But the Taoist Temple is about to be completed?"

"It's almost done. It should be completed in less than half a year. This is also a blessing for Master Yan. As soon as Master Yan took office, the Jade Dragon Dojo was restored and rebuilt." The thin Taoist priest was not only smart, but also obviously proficient in the way of playing horses.

"This statement makes sense, hahahaha." Xu Yan smiled happily and said, "I have never been to Zangyun Temple. Since you are going back, I will go with you."

"Please, mage, mage." The thin Taoist priest hurriedly opened the way in front, looking extremely attentive.

The position of the mage is in the Pure Land, and it can be called a word of nothing. These little minions can afford it. Today, they will lead the way for the mage without asking for anything else. It is good to let the mage remember his face.

Following a group of Taoist priests, Xu Yan left the capital and headed straight to the Yunguan outside the city.

The national master was not here. Xu Yan felt that the danger of this trip to Zangyun Temple was reduced a lot. The remaining three mages were all foundation-building cultivation like him. With a top-grade magic weapon, Xu Yan believed that he should be able to match his opponents in the Foundation Building Realm.

Of course, the premise is a sneak attack.

A group of Taoist priests welcomed Xu Yan, the master of Zangyun Temple like stars, and then was sent away by Xu Yan, leaving only the thin Taoist priest to lead the way.

Xu Yan had never been to Zangyun Temple before. He thought it was a Taoist temple with great incense. When Xu Yan really stood in Zangyun Temple, he realized that the scale of this Taoist temple was comparable to that of the emperor.

When Xu Yan stepped into Zangyun Temple, in a secret dungeon underground in the Taoist temple, another mage walked towards the Cheng family who was rushing to the Taoist temple with a gloomy expression.
Chapter completed!