When Fang Dou saw the old man, he knew that the other party was not simple.

Nowadays, when you go out, there are bandits, monsters, black shops, road bullies, and all kinds of dangers emerge one after another.

Generally, good families have to follow the caravan before they dare to set out. Being alone is seeking death.

Fang Dou was possessed of magic and rushed from Kuaiji to the capital. The road was full of dangers and life was dangerous several times.

It can be said that anyone who can see a person walking alone in the wild is not an ordinary person.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he had the southwest accent, well, that is, Trump.

Fang Dou's scalp was numb and his accent was in Shuzhong. Could it be that the other party was the Sword Immortal in Shuzhong?

In just a few days, before the Meishan Gong arrived in the capital, why did the Sword Immortal in Shu appear?

These gangs are too impatient to kill embryos!

He took a deep breath and pointed behind him, "There is the capital city there. It's a little uneasy recently. I dare to ask where the old man came from and is there any urgent matters when he goes to the capital?"

The little old man jumped off the donkey's back and laughed, "I came from Shuzhong. I lived in the capital for a while when I was young. Now I am revisiting the old place and I don't even recognize the road!"

Sure enough, 80% are the Sword Immortals in Shu.

The little old man seemed to have come to Tan Xing, tied the donkey to a tree, and started talking to Fang Dou.

"Young man, look at the direction. You just came out of the capital. What big thing happened recently?"

The muddy land is everywhere and the rivers in all directions are soaring. The source of such changes is the capital city, and it cannot be concealed.

Fang Dou sighed and said truthfully, "On the day of Buddha's birthday,..."

The old man listened patiently, and Fang Dou was not surprised when he talked about the thrilling and twists and turns.

"In the end, the immortal gate was closed, Concubine Jin, Prince ascended, Sword Immortal of Zhenguo, Yu Yang Gong and the head of Shao died one after another!"

Fang Dou sighed, "The capital is now a little chaotic. The old man needs to pay attention after he goes!"

The little old man looked up and saw that it was the direction of the capital.

"Young man, the red rope on your wrist is interesting, can you lend me a look?"

Fang Dou was slightly surprised. The red rope was made from the statue of the wolfberry stone in the chirping temple.

Before leaving this time, Master Ji pulled Fang Dou and insisted on him taking him with him.

As a result, there was no strange phenomenon from beginning to end, just an ordinary red rope.

However, Fang Dou and the old man had never had a lifetime and were reluctant to lend them out casually.

The little old man smiled, "Young man, lend me a look, old man, I'll do you a big favor!"

No matter whether the other party is sincere or polite, Fang Dou couldn't refuse and unbutton the red rope.

The moment the little old man took the red rope, his expression changed. He hurriedly tidied up his sleeves, his expression was rigorous, and he bowed to the red rope.

"It's not the Sword Immortal in Shu!"

Fang Dou's pupils expanded, and the old man's posture, he had seen before, was clearly the style of a famous artist.

Could it be...

Fang Dou thought about the identity of the little old man!

"Impossible, how far is Shuzhong from the capital? How..."

Fang Dou choked again, it was not impossible!

"The old man can see the remains of Qizi in this life, which is really a blessing in my three lives!"

The little old man pinched the red rope in his hand and smiled at Fang Dou, "Young man, the old man has a name, Meishan Gong, have you heard of it?"

Fang Dou's throat was dry. This was the master of the famous sect. After Yu Yanggong left, this person was the first person in charge of the famous sect.

"See senior!"

"No gifts, although you young man, although you have learned too much, you also have the foundation of my famous teachings."

"It is also your blessing to be able to win the favor of Qizi and entrust the treasure to you!"

Meishan Gong's eyes became sharp in an instant, "Hey, just a cicada with a stolen life, a little insect, will harm my husband's friend."

"This time, I'm not allowed to spare you!"

The next moment, Meishan Gong lifted the red rope and threw it towards the void.

"Awoke the red line, go!"

In Fang Dou's hands, the red rope, which had no strange phenomena, changed its appearance at this moment.

The void was rippled, and it was separated by a red rope, revealing another space.

In the space opposite, the figures are blurry and you can't see where it is, but you can hear the slight cicadas chirping!

"Stealing the Cicada!"

Meishan Gong's wrist was shaking, the red rope was straight, and he stabbed into the opposite space like a sharp arrow.

The blurred figure in the space opposite suddenly screamed, "Not good!"

The next moment, the shrill cicadas sounded.

"return!"

Meishan Gong pinched the red rope with both hands, like a thousand-pound iron ball hanging on the other end, slowly pulling it forward.

"Young man, why don't you help me!"

Fang Dou couldn't help but laugh and cry. How dare he intervene at the level of Meishan Gong?

It is no exaggeration to say that a trace of light leaked from the fingers of the other party can kill him instantly.

But the Meishan Gong ordered him to follow the order, and he was frightened and reached out to pinch the red rope.

The next moment, the huge force like a tide was used, Fang Dou couldn't help but step back a few steps and sat on the ground.

"It's done!"

Meishan Gong held the red rope, gasped for a few times, and threw it to Fang Dou.

"What?"

Fang Dou was stunned, why did he give it to him again?

"The things return to the original owner!"

Fang Dou looked down and saw that the red rope was not worn, but there was something more, it was a lifelike jade cicada.

The jade cicada looks like the cicada that stole life spanking in the Temple of Heaven.

"Senior, this..."

"Check it!"

After finishing his work, Meishan Gong turned around and untie the little donkey, "You can keep the red line of Qi Zi's alertness, so you can do it yourself!"

As he said that, the little old man jumped and jumped onto the donkey's back.

"I just said, lend me a red rope and I'll do you a big favor."

"Tell me, where are you going on this trip?"

Fang Dou didn't understand why, and replied, "Jinling County, Jiming Temple!"

Meishan Gong nodded and raised his hand to Fang Dou, "Close your eyes and think about this place."

As soon as Fang Dou closed his eyes, he heard the wind and clouds surging around him, and his feet instantly left the ground.

"Bon Voyage!"

Fang Dou couldn't help but open his eyes, but saw that he was already in a cloud of mist.

Where is this?

Fang Dou looked down and was shocked. It turned out that he was already in a high altitude.

What was even more surprising was that Fang Dou was stepping on a dragon and a tiger, roaring and flying forward.

The dragon is a cloud dragon, and the tiger is a wind tiger. They are all formed by the great powers, but they appear vividly and possess great power.

It was the dragon and tiger that were turbulent, and they were walking through the clouds with square dolls. The speed was so fast that the scenery below was pulled into countless straight lines.

"Ride dragon to control the magic!"

Fang Dou woke up and said, "Mishan Gong used this magical power to control Fengyun as his mount and sent him back to Jiming Temple.

No wonder, this famous scholar was able to come from Shu to the capital after seeing him for a few days. Not to mention riding a small donkey, it would be fine even if he walked with his feet.

"The great scholar, this is the great scholar who is as famous as the real person and the holy monk!"

Previously, Yu Yang Gong also gathered human fortune in the square of Temple of Heaven, and for a short time, he could compete with the immortals.

The methods of famous religion should not be underestimated.

This time the turbulent capital city changes, the imperial court and all schools of thought were greatly damaged, but only the Buddhist sects, Taoism and famous sects became the winners who laughed to the end.

Fang Dou felt complicated, and suddenly his feet stopped suddenly, and the clouds and dragons and winds slowly dissipated.

His body was pulled by a parachute and it floated down like a feather.

"Jiang Chou Temple!"
Chapter completed!