Chapter 64 The Eight-handed Pretty Yaksha Gan Lingyao
Liang Mengxia looked at the passenger ship slowly sinking into the middle of the river and said: "
This way, you will be safe and sound."
Yan Xi thought to himself: "This is an unavoidable disaster! We will have to meet the three great Dharma Kings of Longdu Sect later, and we need to be careful of the eight-handed Qiao Yaksha Gan Lingyao and her daughter. It's a big deal!"
But he couldn't explain these words clearly to the teacher, and even if he did, it would be useless. The story line would be revised repeatedly, just like his longevity, which would never reach the age of fifteen.
Without the passenger ship, even the burdens sank into the river, and the master and apprentice were left empty-handed.
Liang Mengxia looked at the river for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said regretfully: "I forgot something, and it also sank into the river. It's a pity."
Yan Xi asked: "What is it?"
Liang Mengxia replied: "It is the Taoist scripture that was discovered together with Jianjue. However, the Taoist scripture is of no importance. If it is lost, it will be lost. It is just a thought that I keep it with me as a teacher."
Yan Xi's heart was pounding and he shouted secretly: "I have a backup here!"
Liang Mengxia didn't know that his eldest disciple had such a secret. He identified the direction and said, "Disciples, if you don't have a boat, you have to work harder. Come on the journey with me."
Liang Mengxia took the lead and the three little ones followed closely.
In order to avoid Longdu Cult, Liang Mengxia deliberately took some remote mountain roads and saw no one for several days.
Fortunately, he also had a magic bag to store some food, Yan Xi and Yuechi, and he could also hunt some wild animals, so it was not too hard for the four masters and disciples.
Yan Xi was forced by his teacher to practice Hanshan Jin every day, so he could only secretly practice the Snow Mountain Breathing Technique. His progress was a little slow, but when the master and the disciples walked out of the mountainous area on the banks of the Lingjiang River, the Snow Mountain Breathing Technique was still at its peak.
Second layer: 99%”.
Next, the advancement of Snow Mountain Breathing Technique will be stuck on this number. If you practice hard every day, you can only see the changes after the decimal point.
However, Yuechi didn't know it, and the Snow Mountain Sect's Breathing Technique broke through to the fourth level and refined all the original Guyang Pills.
Yan Xi was not stingy either. He secretly gave him another small pendant, and secretly gave him two cans of Coke every day to let Yuechi soak up Gu Yang Dan.
He and Yuechi share the same spirit and share weal and woe. The higher the martial arts of the small pendant, the greater the help it will have for him. A few grains of Guyang Pill are not worth being stingy about.
Several days had passed since the attack on the black man Arhat Fa Yuan, and they had fled the scene of the crime. The four masters and disciples had become much more relaxed.
After leaving the mountainous area and walking for half a day, we saw a small town.
Liang Mengxia smiled and said: "Let's go to the town, rest for a day, and wash up."
Although Yan Xi was vigilant, he really couldn't remind him. The story line was very rough, and he didn't know the specific circumstances under which he would encounter the three great Dharma Kings of Longdu Sect.
Maybe you avoid the town, but just happen to be surrounded by fate?
Liang Mengxia booked three guest rooms at the only inn in the town, one for herself and Gu Xixi, and one for Yan Xi and Yuechi.
He also ordered the waiter to boil water, and the master and apprentice took a bath one after another and changed into dry clothes.
Although Liang Mengxia was not a monk, he was born in Hanshan Temple. He found the robes of his two disciples distasteful, so he took two sets of his own clothes and asked his disciples to dress like ordinary wealthy people.
The Taoist priest Yanxi is tall, and Liang Mengxia is also a burly man. The ancient clothes are all one size fits all.
Yuechi was much smaller in stature, so Liang Mengxia could only use the flying sword to cut her clothes shorter, and as for making them wider, she could only make do with them.
Fortunately, I am not picky about small pendants.
After a new look, the four masters and apprentices ordered a banquet in the inn, ate and drank, and were very happy.
Yan Xi was brewing a pot of tea bought in the supermarket for his master. The Tieguanyin he put in the burden last time had already sunk into the river. This is the new Taiping Houkui he bought after he took the time to travel back in time.
He presumed that he had just bought it on the street, and Liang Mengxia did not doubt it.
He accidentally turned around and saw a beautiful woman dressed simply, with a hairpin on her temples, walking from the corner of the street with a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.
This woman is in her thirties, but she does not have the weathered appearance of ordinary women in the Jiayin world. She has a temperament similar to that of women of the same age in the outside world. Although she does not apply makeup or makeup on her face, there are obvious traces of the use of skin care products.
The little girl she was holding was a pretty little girl, with the unique innocence of the natives of the Jiayin world. She was very lively and was asking questions about the beautiful woman.
To be honest, Yan Xi wouldn't have been able to tell this if there wasn't a small pendant next to him.
Liang Mengxia also saw the "mother and daughter". He was a sincere gentleman, so he didn't look much at them. He turned his head and continued to talk to his disciples about various trivial matters in the world.
These experiences in the arena were very important, and he was afraid that if he didn't give enough instructions, his disciples would suffer losses in the future.
Yuechi and Gu Xixi were only focused on eating and didn't even notice the woman and the little girl.
However, Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly shouted: "Yes! This must be the mother and daughter of Qiao Yaksha Gan Lingyao. The little girl has a similar temperament to Yuechi, so she should be a local, but that mother is 100%
Ten is a time traveler."
Yan Xi was furious when he thought that his master and apprentice were going to die in the hands of these two women, but he still had sense and knew that he could not kill people just because of what would happen in the future. He thought for a while.
But I saw the mother and daughter also walked into the inn and asked the waiter: "Do you want to go to the hotel?"
The waiter at the inn looked troubled and said: "There are three more rooms this morning, and they have all been reserved for the four guests over there. Now there are no rooms available."
The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled brightly at the four masters and apprentices, walked over with gentle steps, lightly parted her lips, and said, "I wonder if you, the four heroes of the world, can you give one to us, mother and daughter?"
Yan Xi glanced at his master and said: "It's okay to give you a room, but there is only one bed in these three rooms. Originally, our brothers and sisters could still squeeze in, but if the three of us, master and apprentice, are together,
Can't sleep anymore."
"My junior sister doesn't live with us."
The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about this. Let my daughter stay with your junior sister, and I can just make a bunk on the floor."
"Women have a lot of inconveniences when they go out. I hope these four heroes will make it easier for them."
Liang Mengxia had been walking around the world for a long time and knew a lot of people. He frowned slightly and asked: "There are not many famous mothers and daughters in the world. The only ones active in the Shenji Mansion are the Eight-Handed Pretty Yaksha Gan Lingyao and his daughter Gan Fenghuang.
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The beautiful middle-aged woman chuckled and said, "I can't hide it from the experts in the world. They are indeed our mother and daughter. However, Gan Lingyao is blind, and I don't know what this hero's name is?"
Liang Mengxia smiled slightly and replied: "Hanshan Temple, Woyun Woodcutter!"
Gan Lingyao's pretty face was slightly startled and she said, "It turns out it was Mr. Liang who was in front of me. The little girl is indeed blind."
Yan Xi saw the conversation between his master and a beautiful middle-aged woman, which was full of quackery, and he had the urge to record it and use it in writing novels in the future.
After all, he is an online writer by trade, and being a time traveler is just a part-time job.