Then Zen Master Xiaoru told Wang Zhe how he met the fox demon.

The two masters and disciples went down the mountain this time in response to the request of a layman at the foot of the mountain. The layman said that a woman would appear in his son's room every night and have sex with him every night.

In just ten days, his son became emaciated.

But he was so addicted to it that he couldn't extricate himself. He wouldn't listen to anything he said, and even scolded his parents, as if he had changed into a different person.

After the master and apprentice came down the mountain, they arrived at that house.

As soon as the woman showed up, she turned around and ran away when she saw the two of them.

The two masters and apprentices chased her out, but the woman disappeared. They searched in the nearby mountains, but found the fox demon just now, so they chased her.

Then what happened just now happened.

"Master, the person has been buried. Dust will return to dust, and soil will return to earth." Monk Yixin entered the temple.

"Okay." Monk Xiaoru nodded.

"I also found something from that evil cultivator and brought it over for you to take a look at, Master."

Monk Yixin took out a bone knife, a small black triangular flag, and a bottle of elixir.

"These are the magical weapons of the Jiuyou Sect, the Bone Sword and the Jiuyou Flag. This person is indeed from the Jiuyou Sect." Looking at these magical weapons, Monk Xiaoru looked solemn.

"In recent times, they have become more and more outrageous."

"Nine Nether Sect?" This name was very familiar to Wang Zhe.

"The donor has also seen them?"

"I have indeed seen them. I have seen them in Yangzhou and Qingzhou, but I don't know where they came from?" Wang Zhe asked curiously.

"Oh, have they gone that far? I thought they only made trouble in this area of ​​southern Yunnan?

It is unknown where the Nine Nether Sect originated from, but the monks only know that they have existed for a long time, and they believe in the Netherworld Emperor.

Those who practice evil practices have killed many innocent people in southern Yunnan over the years."

When mentioning the Jiuyou Sect, Monk Xiaoru looked angry.

"Such evil people should be sent to the Netherworld to meet their Netherworld Emperor."

"Donor, do you want to eat steamed buns?" Jia and the others stopped talking. Monk Yixin took out a steamed bun from the bag and handed it to Wang Zhe.

"No, thank you." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

There were no more accidents in the rest of the night.

Wang Zhe asked the master and apprentice about the location of the two spiritual mountains and beautiful waters of Emei and Qingcheng, and the news about the two sects.

"Emei is a leader in the righteous path of this generation in southern Yunnan. In recent years, he has often sent his disciples to walk down the mountain to kill demons and strengthen the righteous path.

On the other hand, Qingcheng has hardly seen their disciples come down from the mountain in recent years."

The Jianyuan Temple where Xiaoru is located is not particularly far from Qingcheng Mountain.

"If the donor goes to Jianyuan Temple in Qingcheng Mountain where a poor monk is practicing Buddhism, he will be a guest."

"Okay." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

After dawn, the master and apprentice said goodbye to Wang Zhe and prepared to go back. Wang Zhe took Laifu and Tuanzi to continue north, planning to visit Emei first.

"Master, the benefactor just now has a very advanced cultivation level. Last night when you were poisoned and passed out, I carried you to the ruined temple. I only saw a flash of light, and then the evil cultivator was killed."

"Well, your cultivation level is indeed very high." Monk Xiaoru nodded. "It's not ordinary."

On the other side, Wang Zhe brought Fu and Tuanzi and walked all the way, traveling during the day and looking for a place to stay at night.

It can be done in the city or in the mountains and forests.

After two days, I saw a mountain range in the distance. Under the sunlight, there were colorful rays of light shining, majestic and beautiful, very extraordinary.

Emei, the blessed land of cave heaven.

The Emei Sect is also a righteous and spiritual sect in the southwest.

"I don't know if there will be purple and green swords and Haotian Mirror in that mountain." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

In fact, Emei can also be regarded as Shu Mountain. The so-called Shu Mountain is not a mountain, but a collective name for the mountains in Shu.

"The Legend of the Shushan Swordsman" written by the owner of Huanzhu Tower also focuses on Emei.

Close to Emei, this place is much peaceful than some of the places Wang Zhe passed by.

There were no robbers or demons, and they were probably quickly surrendered by the Emei disciples.

After eating something in a town at the foot of the mountain, he took Laifu up the mountain for a walk.

Unfortunately, he was stopped by Emei's disciples halfway.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder why you came to Mount Emei?" The monk was very polite.

"I've heard about Emei for a long time, so come and have a look." Wang Zhe said with a smile. He came here just to visit and enjoy the sights.

"I wonder where my Taoist friends practice?"

"Relaxing cultivation in the mountains."

"Well, fellow Taoist, if there is nothing urgent, it is better not to go up the mountain." The monk said it tactfully.

This is chasing people away.

"If you have nothing to do, hurry down the mountain and go somewhere else." This is what he meant.

"Well, I have a question I'd like to ask."

"Fellow Taoist, please speak."

"There are two immortal swords on Mount Emei, one is the Qing Suo Sword and the other is the Zi Ying Sword?"

"Yes, Emei does have these two fairy swords, but they were lost hundreds of years ago. Does fellow Taoist know the whereabouts of those fairy swords?"

"Lost?" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.

How could such a treasure from the mountain be lost?

"Where's the Haotian Mirror?"

"What is the Haotian Mirror?"

"Nan Ming Li Huo?"

At the mention of this name, the monk in front of Wang Zhe frowned slightly.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

"I'm just asking casually, don't be so nervous."

"Let's go, Laifu, we won't let you go up the mountain." Wang Zhe led Laifu down the mountain.

The monk behind him was still a little worried. He followed Wang Zhe and watched them go down the mountain before returning to the mountain.

"This man is so strange! Could it be that he covets Emei's treasures?"

"Laifu, this road is blocked, let's try another road and finally get there again."

Mount Emei is very big and there are many roads up the mountain.

Wang Zhe took Laifu to a path and walked up it slowly.

This time no one suddenly appeared to stop them.

Rushing, the sound of running water in the mountain stream.

Halfway up the mountain, a waterfall fell into a pool.

A man in green clothes sat cross-legged on a rock next to the pool.

Wang Zhe did not disturb him and continued walking towards the mountain with Laifu.

The man turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhe.

The higher you go up, the thicker the fog becomes on the mountain.

While walking, Wang Zhe stopped.

Not far ahead, there was a person lying on a large bluestone near the cliff. The sun just fell on him, making him look very lazy.

Um?

Hearing someone approaching, the man sat up and glanced at Wang Zhe.

The man was in his twenties and was quite handsome, but his hair was unkempt and he looked a little unkempt.

Then he lay down again, and then stood up suddenly, staring at Wang Zhe, and then looked at Laifu beside him.

"Not from Emei?"

"No." Wang Zhe shook his head.

"That dog is nice."

"Well, I think it's pretty good."
To be continued...