Shouye Shan used the light to look at the man riding a tall horse.
There were some maids and servants accompanying Shou Yeshan, and they all seemed to glance over the uncle's body as if nothing, and then quickly took it back.
After seeing a gap in the curtain, an old man riding a linjiao horse came forward and lowered his voice and asked: "What's wrong, sir?"
"without."
Shou Yeshan shook his head.
He really didn't often hear about this uncle from his parents.
Logically speaking, he should be called uncle.
Xu was a stranger and his usual impression made him only call him uncle when they met.
Nowadays, children feel that the journey is far away, and it is inevitable that they will become bored.
Kotobuki Yeshan who lowered the curtain looked at the young man sitting beside him.
Of course he knew the identity of this young man. His parents had repeatedly warned him, how could he not take it seriously.
It's just that the gap in status made him hesitant and unsure of how to get along with each other.
Li Yuanqing is closing his eyes to rest.
He could feel a little boy sizing him up, and he laughed it off, his father's instructions echoing in his mind.
Go to the temple and learn well, inheritance is second. How many skills you can learn is up to you. Whether you use it or not, it is always a way out.
"A way out?"
Li Yuanqing's little face was full of solemnity.
He didn't understand why he was looking for a way out.
The clan is a royal family and should not need a way out.
It is precisely because I don’t understand that I keep it firmly in my heart.
at dusk.
The horse-drawn carriage enters the temple.
This will make arrangements for the two children to stay.
Everything is arranged by Shou He, without Tu Shanjun's intervention.
Zhao Qingyi is also in charge of Shouhe, and he just provides more idle people.
As for learning skills, this is simpler. It happens that Yan Tianjun is free, so let him teach the children, which can also be regarded as a meritorious service to King Quan Hui in building temples.
Ghost Saint, on the other hand, started to act like a shopkeeper who waved his hands away, and moved less and less.
Sitting cross-legged on the green platform of the sacred tree all day long.
While guarding the magic medicine, Tushanjun slowly strengthened the formation that fell in the temple.
The formation will also be banned, requiring more attention and attention.
Even though Tu Shanjun can exert good combat power in the forbidden land of the gods, many monks' methods are also unable to be used.
The one that is most restricted is the external spiritual consciousness.
This can be replaced by the naked eye.
The monk's gaze is not as good as his spiritual consciousness, but it is enough to see carefully.
…
Two months passed in a flash.
The Yanjun Temple is no longer as clean as it used to be.
Very early in the morning.
Overcrowded.
The pushing pilgrims got into an argument over a quarrel.
The young man in a long gown blushed.
The two families who were arguing about the first fragrance refused to give in to each other.
Zhao Qingyi frowned suddenly and ordered the warriors of Qingyi House to control the situation. Unexpectedly, the servants of the two families struck a blow with a stick, and even the warriors of Qingyi House were unable to get close.
The tense atmosphere also made other pilgrims push and shove each other even more seriously.
There was going to be a stampede and bloodshed.
"stop!"
It was like thunder exploding from the sky.
Falling suddenly.
Everyone was just surprised.
A tall warrior walked slowly over.
The servants who blocked Qingyilou Wuren were easily moved away by him.
He stood like an iron tower.
It's exactly Shou He.
Shou He's body, which has been imprinted with twenty-three shapes, has long ceased to look like its original inconspicuous appearance.
He is now nine feet tall.
Stand up like a wild bear.
The leopard's head is ringed with eyes, its head has towering horns, and its lower jaw is like a dragon's.
Inciting Qi and blood is like a vast haze blooming in the sky.
"It turns out to be Marshal Shou."
"I will give Shou Shuai some face."
The young man from the Xu family held up his hands and motioned for all the servants around him to step back.
"How unbecoming is it to make such a noise!" Shou He reprimanded seeing the increasingly excessive situation.
It didn’t take long to tell this story. I don’t know why the news about the Liu family’s wife coming to pray to God spread, and the number of believers slowly increased. In just two months, most of the capital knew about the power of the God.
.
Every household worships God.
The most surprising thing is that His Majesty did not stop it.
Such a silent and ambiguous attitude makes the people even more unscrupulous.
Of course, the reason is because of ‘spirit’.
Whatever you ask for, as long as it is not harmful to the laws of heaven, God will grant you.
Shou He looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "If it happens again, I will never let you go lightly."
Until Shou He left, everyone was still so angry that they didn't dare to breathe.
Zhao Qingyi hurriedly directed the men.
After leaving, Shouhe did not go to the county government but stepped into the small courtyard leaning on the back mountain.
The courtyard is still impregnable, like a fairyland.
The tall ancient branches stretch out with lush leaves.
Above the staggered branches, there is a large and plump green peach, which has a reddish color.
Shou He withdrew his gaze and cupped his hands and said: "Old immortal, the county government found traces of Long Qi two days ago, so I decided to settle the matter that I left unfinished last time."
The last time Cui Jianlu said he wanted to capture Long Qi, he didn't take any action. He had to wait for them to find out on their own. Now that he had a clue, he would definitely not let it go.
And Shou He could clearly feel that he had reached his limit.
He needs Long Qi's dragon form to break through the level.
"good."
The red-haired ghost saint under the ancient tree nodded. Nowadays, Shouhe is full of energy and blood, with the twenty-three spirits imprinted on him, and the three souls and seven souls are slowly approaching the divine fetus, leaving only the final step.
With this kick, you can take the second step in the forbidden land of God.
Only then can we have the ability to protect ourselves.
Send Shou He away.
There's another sneaky person.
The ghost saint's eyes moved slightly, his aura condensed into substance, and he turned into a Taoist. The Taoist bowed to the deity and strode out of the courtyard.
The young man walked towards the small courtyard as if he had a purpose.
The young man who jumped up on the wall and grabbed the eaves of the wall felt a shadow above his head.
He turned around suddenly and was so frightened that his hands and feet were unsteady.
It was not easy to fall from the ten-foot-high courtyard wall, but the young man did not feel any pain. After a closer look, he realized that he was caught by a slightly pale hand at some point.
The young man put on a smile with great reluctance.
Unable to conceal the throbbing in his eyes.
The pale monk holding the boy in his arms said: "Young people should not be so curious."
Li Yuanqing slowly landed.
Seeing that the pale monk was about to leave, he quickly said: "God, wait a minute."
The monk paused.
"Does the gods know the Chinese character Yuan in my name?"
The ghost saint's shadow laughed dumbly.
If it weren't for King Hui's efforts in building the temple, even the emperor would not let him enter the temple.
But the child still wanted to remind him.
It actually surprised Ghost Saint.
Why doesn't the emperor of the Yuan family send a smarter child over?
He stretched out a finger and tapped the young man's forehead.
Li Yuanqing hurriedly said: "The gods must know that this is not what I said. My father said that the gods must know about our Yuan and must have had contact with it, otherwise the gods would not come here."
The ghost saint's eyes suddenly flashed with light.
He always thought that the Qing Dynasty was behind the imperial court.
After all, the old Taoist master of the Shangqing Dynasty is based in Wanning County.
But the message this child brought surprised Tu Shanjun.
There was a stir in his heart, and he was even more convinced of what Tianjun said about Yuan Shengming Demon's origin, and his understanding of the current situation...
He seemed to understand a little bit.
The Forbidden Land is essentially a battle between the Dao Sect and the Ancient Immortal Tower.
When the two sides are in a stalemate, someone needs to break the situation.
"Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"
The Ghost Saint looked at this young man.
"Not afraid."
"I remember the appearance of the gods." Li Yuanqing nodded firmly.
In the past two months, he had figured it out clearly and had seen the Ghost Saint from a distance.
So when he saw that it was the Ghost Saint who caught him, he was not shocked or surprised. Instead, he was a little excited, excited that he had finally found the rightful owner.
Ghost Saint has to take back his previous thoughts.
This kid is not stupid.
On the contrary, he came with a purpose and served as a line of communication between the emperor and him.
"Your father asked you to find me?"
"Yes."
"whats the matter?"
"have no idea."
Li Yuanqing shook his head seriously: "Father said that after I say these words, if the gods understand, they understand, and if they don't understand, they don't understand."
"If you don't understand, there's no need to reveal more."
The Ghost Saint laughed, and when he was about to continue talking to the young man, his expression straightened, he squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Go back, I have a truly blind person here."
Before Li Yuanqing could react, the tall ghost saint in front of him had turned into a black and red ghost wind that flew away.
Coming in a moment.
Right at the closed door.
The door is thick and tall.
You can reach the back mountain through the gate.
"Why are fellow Taoists so sneaky? I have already told you that I would like to invite fellow Taoists to come to the temple for a visit." The pale monk standing on the wall sneered.
Watching the young man who sneaked in disguised as a pilgrim.
The divine light in his eyes locked firmly on the opponent, as if he would take action without hesitation if he dared to make the slightest move.
The young man wiped the beard on his lips and said with a smile: "What do you mean?"
Ghost Saint said calmly: "It's a good method. If my fellow Taoist hadn't used means to tear apart the formation I set up, I wouldn't have reacted yet."
It can be regarded as a coincidence.
This time, when the ghostly shadow came out, he could feel the opponent's movements more clearly.
Seeing that he could no longer pretend, the young man simply dispelled his magical powers and disguised himself. It was Cui Jianlu who said last time that things would not end so easily.
Cui Jianlu looked out, as if he wanted to see through this hazy formation and the existence inside the formation.
He smiled and tentatively said: "If you are so guarded and guarded, I'm afraid there is some treasure."
The Ghost Saint sneered: "Guess what it is."
"I couldn't guess it, so I came to see it myself."
"That depends on what you are capable of."
"I don't have much ability, just enough."
"It's you..."
Cui Jianlu's voice paused and continued: "The means and magical powers are very good, but how much strength can be used when 'Shou He' is transferred away by the news of Long Qi?"
"I think you can't even exert 30% to 20% of your combat power!"
Ghost Saint's eyes darkened, but he still said calmly: "I guess you already know my whereabouts."
Cui Jianlu nodded while staring at the Ghost Saint.
"Yes, I checked a lot of files."
"You think it's only more than two months, but to me it's more than twenty years."
"I spent more than twenty years tracing the files and exploring the origins of your heels, and finally found a similarity."