If he relied on that witch, he would probably cause displeasure among the Dao Palace disciples, but Yu Xian couldn't care less.
Liu Yan was ambitious and wanted to block the road out of Sichuan and cede territory to become king. Although his attack on Hanzhong was delayed again and again, his determination would never waver.
And Heming Dao Palace was the chess piece that was blocked in Hanzhong and protected him from wind and rain.
The entry of Heming Taoist Palace into the world has certainly saved many people from disasters. But it has also made these Taoist priests who are unconventional become the targets of Confucianism.
Liu Yan happily hid behind these Taoist priests, even arranged a guard of honor for the emperor, and dreamed of becoming the human emperor.
But the current turbulent situation made Yu Xian very clear. Thirty years of peace in this chaotic world are by no means so easy to have.
This piece of pure land must have been preserved by many Taoist priests who gave up their practice and shed blood in the world.
The outcome of this matter was good after all, and Yu Xian had no intention of stopping it.
However, those Taoist soldiers who had just come out of the mountains went to death ignorantly without realizing what they would face, which was something Yu Xian did not want to see.
Gui Ji's residence is not difficult to find.
Under the gossip of the people in the city, Yu Xian found a quiet deserted garden in the north of the city.
As expected here, as the people had said, the courtyard was in ruins and overgrown with weeds. Yu Xian gently pushed open the courtyard door, and immediately there was a harsh "squeak" sound.
Yu Xian didn't dare to move rashly, and waited quietly for a while. Seeing that there was no reaction inside, he boldly stepped inside.
Yu Xian had only taken three steps when he felt that the sky was dark and dim, and the surroundings were filled with black mist. He no longer knew where he was.
After Yu Xian tried it for a while, he realized that he was stuck in a trap. However, this method seemed not as good as his own "Du Men" method. Yu Xian's sense of direction was not deprived of him.
Yu Xian didn't dare to move rashly and said loudly.
"The younger disciples of Heming Taoist Palace have come to pay homage to Gui Ji."
After calling three times in a row, I heard a faint female voice ask in displeasure.
"If the disciples of Heming Taoist Palace don't go to Guanyi, why do they come to my place?"
Yu Xian had no choice but to say, "Something happened to me after I entered the Taoist Palace. Before I could enter my name book, I was captured by evil spirits. Now I came to seek refuge with the teacher, but I was blocked outside. So I came to ask Gui Ji for help."
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The ghost girl listened for a while and smiled softly, "Interesting."
Then he asked, "Whose disciple are you?"
Yu Xian said quickly, "I learn from Zhitou Dajiu Chongxuanzi."
"Chong Xuanzi?" Gui Ji was a little surprised.
She asked again, "Are you a disciple of Chongxuanzi? What's the proof?"
Zhitou held a great ceremony to offer wine to Zhongxuanzi, who was highly virtuous and respected. This time Heming Taoist Palace came to the world, and it was only thanks to Zhongxuanzi's prestige that he suppressed the young Taoist priests and prevented any embarrassing things from happening.
However, Chongxuanzi himself was deeply disgusted by Gui Ji's actions. After arriving in Zitong, he closed the door and refused to see any outsiders.
Even Liu Yan's several visits to the house hit a snag.
When Liu Yan came here a few days ago, he complained a few words to Gui Ji.
After hearing Gui Ji's question, Yu Xian quickly activated his magic power. Although his magic power was low and could not be manifested, it could be seen clearly in the eyes of masters like Gui Ji.
Gui Ji showed joy in her words, "It is indeed the way of spring to bring forth all things."
As he spoke, the black mist around Yu Xian dissipated as if under some command.
Yu Xian looked around. Although the surroundings were still desolate and dilapidated, he could already see the road clearly.
Then I heard Gui Ji's voice coming from the front.
"I'll meditate in the back, you can come find yourself."
In terms of seniority, this Gui Ji, who has an ageless appearance and an eternally youthful heart, is the ancestor of Master Yu Xian, so of course he would not dare to neglect her.
Yu Xian walked forward obediently, and when he arrived at the main hall, he saw that although the decoration in the house had an old and decaying look, it was clean and spotless.
When Yu Xian saw no one around and Gui Ji didn't say a word, he thought for a moment and went out again and walked to the back garden.
The sights along the way are all dilapidated and old, yet spotlessly clean.
Yu Xian had a strange feeling, as if he had walked into a dim and old scroll.
Although everything inside is the same as before, it is full of the vicissitudes of time.
Yu Xian walked slowly to the back garden.
I also saw a lake in the back garden, with many yellow lotus leaves floating in the lake. There was a pavilion next to the lake.
In the pavilion, two women wearing black clothes were sitting there leisurely.
The woman at the top is wearing a large robe. She has a very beautiful appearance, a long and snow-white neck, and a black jade crown on her head.
The strong contrast between jet black and snow-white made Yu Xian's eyes unable to help but stare at the white and smooth neck.
His eyes were about to follow the white moonlight, but he felt something was wrong. He quickly bowed deeply and looked at the person next to him.
The bright-eyed girl next to her seemed to have just bathed in the lake. She was soaked all over, and her black silk robe stuck to her body in several places, which was quite inelegant. Her black hair fell into strands in front of her, and some of them were naughty.
stuck on the forehead and cheeks.
She held her snow cheeks and looked at Yu Xian curiously for a while, as if she couldn't sit still, and peeked at Gui Ji from time to time. Her figure was petite, and when she was covered in a large silk robe, she not only didn't look charming, but made people feel a little...
naughty.
Yu Xian had already guessed who the two people in front of him were, and immediately said respectfully, "Disciple Yu Xian, I have met Gui Ji, and I have met my little master."
The Gui Ji looked at Yu Xian jokingly, "Aren't you afraid that your master Chong Xuanzi will be angry when you come to me?"
Without waiting for Yu Xian to answer, Gui Ji lazily stretched her waist and said, "It doesn't matter, you are his disciple and you are of some use. You can serve me from now on."
Yu Xian's heart skipped a beat. He didn't approach Gui Ji just to cause trouble for Chong Xuanzi.
Since Gui Ji was the biological mother of Zhang Lu, the leader of Heming Taoist Palace, Yu Xian could not refuse her directly.
He asked tentatively, "My disciple's skills are low, I don't know what I can do to help you?"
Gui Ji chuckled.
"Junlang wanted to visit Zhitou Daijiu Chongxuanzi several times, but unfortunately he didn't give him face. He had just governed Sichuan, and his reputation was not yet prominent. If he became the laughing stock of others, I'm afraid it would destabilize Sichuan and drag him down.
Junlang’s ambition. You are a disciple of Chongxuanzi, and if you come forward to help, maybe you can save something."
Junlang is Liu Yan's name, and Gui Ji obviously intends to use Yu Xian's special status to clean up Liu Yan's land.
Yu Xian groaned in his heart and suddenly had an idea. He pretended to be helpless and said to Gui Ji, "Although this method is clever, the disciple is not yet in the list of Heming Dao Palace. If someone exposes it in the future, I am afraid that Liu Zhoumu will be imprisoned."
People laugh at you."
Gui Ji smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
As he said that, he glanced at the weird girl next to him and said, "Qiying, accompany your junior brother back to the mountain gate and enter your name into the disciples selected this year."