The two people who walked in were both in their thirties or forties, one was tall and the other was short, and they were dressed similarly. Both were dressed in fancy clothes and carried long swords on their backs.
They spoke as if no one else was around, while scanning the people in the temple with very calm expressions.
The taller man raised his hands to the black-clothed Taoist and said with a smile: "Taoist Master, please come. I was passing by here and it suddenly rained heavily, so I came here to take shelter from the rain. Sorry to bother you."
The Taoist smiled and said: "Since it is a place dedicated to gods, it is natural to open the door to facilitate it, so that it can attract incense from all directions and raise a clay statue."
"The Taoist priest's words are mysterious and admirable." The two men, tall and short, said, and pointed at Li Dejiang. Li Chunfeng and others bowed their hands, but they did not go to the edge of the fire. Instead, they went to a corner of the temple and stood there.
Take a seat, and then use the secret method of sound transmission to communicate secretly.
"Sneaky." The woman muttered, but then she saw two people looking towards her, and then said: "My ears and eyes are so sharp, I guess I have a lot of skill."
"Of course," Li Dingji said: "The long swords on their backs are custom-made by the East Palace and are called the 'Sword of Eternal Life'. The people holding the swords are the elites of the prince's command! Everyone in the army is a powerful warrior, of course.
Clear ears and clear eyes!"
"It turns out they are soldiers of the Changsheng Army!" Li Chunfeng's eyes flashed, "I heard that this elite army has a long history, which can be traced back to the time of Emperor Wu of the Zhou Dynasty. Its predecessor was a group of Taoist soldiers. After being gathered by the Sui Lord, it moved around several times.
, and finally fell into the hands of the current prince..."
The two people looked over, and the tall man raised his hands and said, "You guys, I can't tell, but they all have their own origins. My Excellency, Xu Zhongling, would you be polite to ask, are these young masters descendants of the He family?"
The short man also raised his hands and said, "I've met a few of you, I'm Du Qingyun."
Li Dingji raised his head and said: "My name is Li Dingji, my ancestor is..."
Ding dong.
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a sound, and then the temple door suddenly opened, and a strong wind and heavy rain rushed in, bringing a gust of cold wind into the house, making Li Dingji shiver, and he immediately looked over.
What came into view was an old man with a bare head and a hunched back, and a crow standing on his shoulder.
The old man's face was covered with scars, and he limped when he walked, but he was neither slow nor slow, and his expression showed an air of calmness and dignity.
As soon as he walked in, the entire temple was immediately filled with strong pressure!
"This person is..."
As soon as she saw this person coming in, the woman surnamed Yang's face changed suddenly, she immediately shrank and subconsciously moved closer to Li Chunfeng.
Such a subtle change immediately caught Li Chunfeng's attention, and he made some guesses in his mind.
"Little Ling'er..."
Suddenly, the crow on the old man's shoulder opened its mouth and shouted in a hoarse and harsh voice: "Go home! Go home! Go home!"
Suddenly, except for the Taoist in black, the expressions of everyone in the temple changed.
"monster!"
"No." The old man smiled slightly, showing a kind smile, but when it appeared on his face full of scars, it looked particularly ferocious and terrifying, "This is a spiritual creature, and it gained spirituality through worship.
It is my companion."
As he spoke, his eyes turned and fell on the Taoist in black, and he said: "Fellow Taoist looked at me, and I wonder which Lingshan mountain he is practicing in? I am Liehou Yang of Qiujing Mountain. I have met my Taoist friend. I don't know.
Do you know if you have ever heard of me?"
"Qiu Jingshan?"
Xu Zhongling and Du Qingyun were horrified, their original casual expressions were gone, replaced by a look as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
But Liehou Yang didn't even look at them. Instead, he stared at the Taoist in black with interest, as if he was studying and investigating.
Hearing this, the others also came to their senses. The woman surnamed Yang looked at the Taoist in black, rolled her eyes, and said: "Taoist, others are very surprised when they see this bird spitting human words.
But the Taoist priest looked normal, could it be that this is not the first time I have seen him?"
The black-clothed Taoist smiled and said: "When I was young, I once saw a piglet as a god. The turtle said that there are many people in the world who talk nonsense, but there are spiritual beings like this who have pure minds and are the same on the outside. They
If so, you can listen more."
"The little pig can become a god?" The woman surnamed Yang became interested, "Can this pig also become a god?" As she said this, she subconsciously looked towards the clay sculpture in the corner of the temple.
"Of course you can."
Before the black-clothed Taoist could speak, Li Chunfeng was the first to speak: "With Tao, all things have animism. All things in the world contain infinite spirituality. They can record the past and deduce the future. As long as they can get opportunities, they have the foundation to become gods.
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"Oh? What this young master said sounds interesting." Lie Houyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Chunfeng, "I wonder which famous teacher you are a disciple of?"
Li Chunfeng shook his head and said: "I am just a casual cultivator. I am only interested in the mysteries of the way of heaven. Therefore, I have searched high and low, but I have no trace of my inheritance."
"It turns out they are casual cultivators." Lie Houyang still nodded, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes, "In this case, please don't stop me. I came here this time. Since I have received advice from an expert, I want to search in Taihua Mountain.
By chance, I was entrusted by someone to find the descendant of an old friend who ran away from home."
While he was speaking, he looked at the Taoist in black.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but focus on the woman named Yang.
"Don't listen to my nonsense!" the woman retorted loudly, "This person clearly wants to use these words to confuse you, and then kidnap me!"
"Xiao Ling'er, your grandfather is very worried about you." Lie Houyang glanced at everyone and said meaningfully: "Taihua Mountain is not an ordinary place. The real dragons of the past dynasties have treated this place with great courtesy.
Due to the catastrophe forty years ago, and because this mountain is dangerous and contains mysteries, it is said that a Taigong treasure was left here, so changes occurred. Every year during the ceremony, everyone who comes here has their own purpose.
, all have something to ask for, so there will be a lot of competition, which is extremely dangerous and dangerous, and it is not something a girl like you can handle!"
"Treasure left by the Grand Duke!?"
Li Chunfeng immediately became interested.
But before he could ask, Lie Houyang sighed and said to everyone: "I know that you all have something to ask for here. Even the young masters who were deceived by the descendants of my old friend, these young masters.
I also have my own thoughts deep in my heart, I have no intention of being an enemy of you, I just hope not to interfere in my affairs."
With that said, he limped towards the woman surnamed Yang without waiting for anyone else to respond. The crow on his shoulder flapped its wings, flew straight up, and then swooped towards the woman!
But halfway through the flight, it was caught by a hand.
Liehou Yang frowned and looked at the Taoist in black with a gloomy face.
Suddenly, the entire temple became even colder, and some ice crystals even appeared on the ground.
But the Taoist seemed unaware. He flicked the crow in his hand, and a jet-black feather fell down!
This feather was as big as an adult's arm, glowing with cold light, as if it were made of fine steel, and a faint black wind blew out of it.
"Dayu in the temple, what a coincidence."
Withdrawing his gaze, the Taoist in black no longer had a smile on his face. He looked at Liehou Yang and asked: "What is your relationship with the Black-winged Dapeng? Can the expert who directed you here make some recommendations?"
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Seeing the feather fall, Liehou Yang's expression changed, but after hearing what the other party said, he sneered again: "How dare you ask about that person? He really doesn't know how to live or die. Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a little magical power. Then
The affairs of a high-ranking person are not something you can touch. I advise you not to make mistakes! Let it go quickly!"