Li Muchan maintained a distance of ten miles. This distance allowed Zhang Jinglan not to notice and could rescue him at a critical moment. This was the best distance.
He followed secretly because he was worried that the people from the Heavenly Demon Sect would catch up. He could still have some effect by hiding in the dark and turning into a strange step.
Once you encounter the Demon Sect in the open, you will be like a meat bun beating a dog, with no chance of winning.
Looking at the two senior sisters from Tianmo Sect, one knows that Tianmo Sect's mental skills are very powerful. If he meets his master, he is afraid that he will be defeated, and he cannot just walk away. It is destined to be a tragedy.
Only by following secretly and making surprise attacks at critical moments can we have a glimmer of hope.
He followed her all the way to Yulong Mountain, but didn't realize there was a tail behind her. He breathed a sigh of relief secretly, but he didn't show up in a hurry.
Jade Dragon Mountain towers 10,000 feet high, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight, like a giant dragon crouching, and its momentum is so powerful that it wants to bite people. Standing at the foot of Yulong Mountain, you feel inexplicably small.
Arriving at the foot of Yulong Mountain, Zhang Jinglan stopped in a forest. Even though it was late autumn, Yulong Mountain was still lush and lush, with green pines all over his eyes.
Li Muchan followed in.
Zhang Jinglan gently put Lan Meier down. Lan Meier's body seemed to be boneless, panting, and her bright eyes were staring at her with an inexplicable light.
Her acupuncture points were restricted, and even though she had amazing cultivation, she was still a fragile woman without the strength to restrain her hands, and she needed Zhang Jinglan to hold her.
Zhang Jinglan turned a blind eye to her gaze. After putting her down, he found some hay and piled it into a pile. Then he moved her to the haystack, sat cross-legged next to her, and took out the white jade pendant from his arms.
She held the jade talisman and meditated, her face changing, hesitating.
After a while, she sighed, and the jade pendant slowly became brighter, and the gleaming light flowed, as if it came to life, and the light became brighter and brighter.
She secretly counted ten breaths, slowly regained her inner strength, the brilliance disappeared, and the jade pendant returned to normal. She put it in her arms and began to close her eyes and regulate her breath.
Along the way, she was moving very fast, and she was carrying Lan Mei'er with her. At first, Lan Mei'er was like a piece of grass, but later on she became heavier and heavier, almost unbearable.
Junior sister is cunning and wise, and ordinary people can't see it at all, so she is uneasy and doesn't dare to stay in Tianlong City. She can only take her with her. I didn't expect it to be so tiring.
Li Muchan sat in the woods three miles away, watching with the Eye of the Void, and saw that she finally activated the jade talisman, and chose to believe in herself.
Li Muchan sighed and shook his head.
A quarter of an hour later, a blue shadow flashed, and Taoist priest Qingxuan appeared. When he saw Zhang Jinglan, he couldn't help but be startled and showed a hesitant expression.
Zhang Jinglan took out the white jade pendant from his arms and waved it up.
"You..., why is it in your hand?" Taoist Qingxuan took a step back.
Zhang Jinglan took out another letter from his arms, tossed it gently, and the letter floated in front of Taoist Qingxuan, like feathers gently rolled in the breeze.
Taoist Priest Qingxuan took the letter, opened it, read it quickly, raised his head and said, "Did Master Mingkong ask you to come here?"
"Yes." Zhang Jinglan nodded lightly.
Taoist Qingxuan's sword eyebrows were knitted together, his expression changed, he thought for a long time, and sighed: "Just follow me!"
Zhang Jinglan said calmly: "Won't you hand me over to Shangqing Temple?"
Taoist priest Qingxuan shook his head and said: "After entering our temple, Miss Zhang, your life is at risk... just follow me and find a quiet place."
"Thank you." Zhang Jinglan said.
She secretly thought that it seemed that the master had calculated Qingxuan's temper and knew that he would not hand her over to Shangqingguan, just to repay Master Mingkong for saving his life.
Before leaving, Li Muchan told Zhang Jinglan the contents of the letter, which made Zhang Jinglan anxious. Qingxuan was a dull guy and had no flexibility in his actions. Once he appeared, he would report it to Shangqing Temple.
Once Shangqing Guan knows that he will never end well, he can only wipe his neck.
Unexpectedly, Qingxuan suddenly changed this time. He did not go to report, but wanted to hide himself. Obviously, this was the result of the letter.
Thinking of the inexplicable smile on the master's face when he handed her the letter, she secretly sighed. She was indeed a monk, and her grasp of the subtle mysteries of human hearts was not as good as hers.
Li Muchan followed secretly, and Zhang Jinglan and the others came to a small valley. The mouth of the valley was hidden by woods, and they had to get closer to find it.
There are no roads here. The woods are dense and sparsely populated. If no one is there to lead the way, few people will come. It is a good place to hide.
Li Muchan followed into the valley. The valley was not deep. Once inside, there were dense woods and the faint sound of rushing water. At the end of the valley was a small pool. The mountain spring poured down into the pool, forming a small
The waterfall is very beautiful.
He hid in the woods, motionless, and blended into the woods. Taoist Qingxuan and Zhang Jinglan did not notice him despite their high cultivation.
Taoist priest Qingxuan said: "Miss Zhang, this place is very secret. You can stay here for a while. Although my master has a high level of cultivation, he will not come to Yulong Mountain."
Zhang Jinglan cupped her fists and said, "Thank you very much."
Taoist priest Qingxuan shook his head: "I am repaying Master Mingkong's life-saving grace...You two girls have a good rest. I will not come again, lest anyone discovers you."
Taoist Qingxuan left quickly, walking in a hurry and looking guilty. Obviously, it was the first time for him to do such a thing, and he was frightened and guilty.
Li Muchan was secretly amused. This Qingxuan Taoist priest was like a piece of white paper, pure and flawless, with perfect morals. Such a person would naturally advance very quickly in cultivation.
The fact that Shangqing Guan has such a disciple shows that it cannot be underestimated.
However, there was always a faint danger emanating from Yulong Mountain. He did not dare to move. He just lay down in the woods in the small valley and did not come out to meet Zhang Jinglan.
He entered a meditative state and practiced the Observation of Heaven, Humans and Gods, as if he was fasting without eating or drinking.
He was vague and hazy, and his mind was completely concentrated on the pictures of heaven and gods in his body. If there was danger outside, he would naturally know it. If there was no danger, he would not wake up.
He didn't want to spy on Zhang Jinglan and Lan Mei'er's every move, so he immersed himself in observing the scriptures of heaven, humans and gods. After all, there was a lot of privacy in the lives of two women.
Zhang Jinglan has built a hut, which is located in front of the water pool, three or four feet away, surrounded by slightly yellow grass, as thick and soft as grass.
Zhang Jinglan had been meditating all the time, and Lan Meier's acupuncture points had been sealed, making her like a weak woman. She was bored, so she decorated a small house and made it tidy and warm.
In the early morning of this day, Li Muchan suddenly woke up and his face changed slightly.
"Giggle..." A soft laughter floated in the small valley. Zhang Jinglan jumped up in the room, his face changed drastically: "Master!"
Lan Meier leaned lazily on the couch and showed a charming smile: "Master is finally here!"
"Junior sister, you——!" Zhang Jinglan's face sank, and he suddenly realized, his eyes were shining brightly.
Lan Meier said with a smile: "Sister, you finally understand!"
"Humph, raising tigers is a disaster, it's just because I'm too soft-hearted!" Zhang Jinglan said coldly, sitting back on the bed again, with the long sword across his knees.
Lan Meier stretched, sat up, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, you have tortured me so much these days. When Master captures you, I will repay Senior Sister well!"
Zhang Jinglan said coldly: "Master will arrive soon, are you not afraid that I will kill you with one sword?"
Lan Meier smiled and said: "Senior Sister wants to kill me, why wait until now?"
Zhang Jinglan snorted: "It's only my fault that I had good intentions and didn't kill you earlier!"
Lan Meier sat down with a smile on her face: "Sister, I have the scent of purple rosin on my body. Master can always find me, and I didn't do anything."
Zhang Jinglan sneered and said: "Master loves you so much that he gave you purple rosin incense!"
Lan Meier smiled and said: "Yes, senior sister has hurt the master's heart. The master is cruel and insists on letting me surpass you."
"Master can always make your wishes come true!" Zhang Jinglan sneered and waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense and just sit down. If you move around again, I really can't help it!"
"Yes!" Lan Meier also behaved obediently and sat back on the couch.
"Good disciple, are you finally willing to meet me as your master?" A gentle voice sounded faintly, and a woman in white suddenly appeared in the small valley, stepping on the soft grass, and wandered to the front of the cabin.
Li Muchan looked at her with his empty eyes. He saw this woman with a white gauze face and an expressionless face. Her eyes were like autumn water, with ripples of light. As she glanced at her, the brilliance flowed, captivating her soul.
She has a slender figure, graceful posture, and every step is full of charming charm. Even a man can't help it. Her whole body seems to be bathed in the clear light.
Li Muchan secretly sighed, this is another beauty. It seems that Tianmo Sect has very high requirements for the appearance of its disciples. Although she cannot see her true appearance, she must be a beauty.
"Master!" Zhang Jinglan walked out of the hut, cupped his fists and saluted, his face calm.
The woman in white stopped, looked her over, shook her head and sighed: "Jinglan, you haven't changed after so many years."
"Master's style is still the same as before." Zhang Jinglan said lightly.
Lan Meier came out from behind and prostrated on the ground: "I've seen Master!"
"You..., you're still a little young, get up!" The woman in white's eyes flickered, she glanced at her, sighed and waved her hands.
Lan Mei'er pursed her lips and said, "Master, this disciple never thought that the innocent senior sister would actually have a sweetheart, and the two of them would jointly attack her!"
"Oh——?" The woman in white was startled, then smiled faintly: "Jinglan, who can catch your eye?... Alas, my good disciple who has a higher eye than the bottom actually has a man he likes!"
Zhang Jinglan smiled lightly: "Thank you, Master, for worrying about me."
"Who is it? Let me take a look." The woman in white said with a smile.
Zhang Jinglan shook his head: "It's better not to see Master!"
"Are you still angry with Master?" The woman in white sighed and said quietly.