The geese return to the valley.

At the Red Stone Fort ruins, many unusable debris were cleared into a corner, and the wood, bricks and stones that could still be used were collected and stacked in categories for later use.

As the originally messy site gradually became tidy, the sun's shadow slanted westward.

In the evening, the afterglow passed through the reeds and fell on the hot field, casting long shadows.

A row of chest-high wooden fences have been installed around the entire camp. Outside the fences, there are some temporary excavations and traps, traps and the like.

In the southeast corner, on a small sunny hillside, the temple of Qing Daxian is under construction in full swing.

The pond at the door and the tree pit behind the house have begun to take shape.

The prototype of the foundation of the main building of the temple was also dug out.

Not far away, in a newly built tent, the three heads returned from a patrol and were discussing matters.

There was a piece of rough white paper placed in front of the headmaster, on which some crude lines, circles, etc. were drawn with charcoal. He looked at the white paper and said: "This is the location of many colleagues in Yanhui Valley.

"

"We are here now."

He pointed at one of the circles, and then moved his finger to another circle not far away, "As for this place, it is one of the largest forces in Yanhui Valley, Luhua Village."

"The boss of Luhua Village has the best reputation."

"When we were able to win over the territory of Red Stone Castle, apart from my own strength as a Qingzhai owner, we only had to do what he wanted. We flattered him a few words and gained his support."

"Now that we have just arrived, our foundation is not stable, so we still have to try our best to build a good relationship with these landless tigers."

"In this case, I will ask someone to bring a gift to Luhua Village later to worship the mountain."

"As for other comrades, don't pay attention to them for the time being."

"On the one hand, our top priority is to build a temple for the Dangqing Immortal, and we have no time to make excuses with them for the time being; on the other hand, this move can also make the head of Luhua Village feel more comfortable, and we may be able to gain some benefits.

"

The second master and the third master listened and nodded: "Okay!"

The leader added: "Although the name Luhuazhai is chosen casually, its strength is very strong."

"Especially their boss. He is someone who can exchange greetings with each other when meeting the chief escort of Fuyuan Escort Bureau. At least for now, we must not offend Luhua Village."

"The people we send must not only be smart and sensible and know how to speak, but they must also not be too weak."

"Otherwise, I will be underestimated by the other side."

Hearing this, the Third Master immediately said: "Brother, if that's the case, then I'll go there myself."

Hearing this, the first master and the second master nodded slightly and warned, "Be careful during this trip!"

...At the same time, on a hill not far from the camp, the figures of Pei Ling, Li Lieyue, and Yan Minghua slowly emerged.

Yan Minghua, her colorful skirt fluttering, was saying: "...the several forces nearby have all been investigated."

"They are Luhuazhai, Zhaojiazhuang, and Heroes' Fort..."

"The ones they worship are the Great Immortal of Luhua, the Great Immortal of the Zhao Family, and the Great Immortal of Heroes..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. He had just returned to Yanhui Valley. After waiting for a few hours, Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua also rushed over.

It took a group of bandits three days to walk from the lonely grave in the wilderness to the Yanhui Valley. But as monks, it didn't take that long at all.

Therefore, before this meeting, after Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua arrived, they also investigated the distribution of various forces in the valley.

After thinking for a while, Pei Ling said: "We have to find a way to get the portraits of those ghosts and gods."

"I need to know the specific appearance of those ghosts and gods before I can take action."

"However, in this matter, Senior Sister and Fellow Daoist Yan do not have to put their lives in danger."

"I will leave it to 'Xi' to do it."

Anyway, even if "Xi" is killed again, he can still revive in his solitary grave. He only has to wait three days at most.

This creation lasts for a full year, and three days is nothing.

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Lieyue said immediately: "No need to go to such trouble, I already know the specific appearance of those ghosts and gods."

Afterwards, she took out a blank jade slip from her storage bag, placed it between her eyebrows, closed her eyes slightly, and quickly entered the contents into it.

Li Lieyue handed the jade slip to Pei Ling and added, "In addition to the appearances of those ghosts and gods, there are also the worship sites of those ghosts and gods, as well as some little-known rumors, which are all included."

Hearing this, Pei Ling's expression changed. He had already reminded Senior Sister Li not to get close to any ghosts and gods... Wait!

It’s Soul Searching!

Pei Ling immediately realized that the clues that Senior Sister Li had obtained these few times were all extremely detailed, and there were many things that Yan Minghua could not determine, but Senior Sister Li had very clear results.

He originally thought that Senior Sister Li was better at gathering information than Yan Minghua, but now it seems...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling frowned slightly, then quickly took the jade slip and began to examine it.

Soon, he read the contents of the jade slip and said: "The one closest to here is the Great Immortal of Luhua Village in Luhua Village."

"Tonight, I will take action against the Great Immortal Luhua!"

Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua both nodded slightly: "Okay!"

Pei Ling turned around and looked at the temple that was still under construction, and then said: "Let's arrange it first and then take action after dark."

"Lest there be too much noise."

Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua said: "I understand."

Before he finished speaking, the three figures quietly disappeared at the same time.

...Ruins of Red Stone Castle.

Large areas of smoky ruins disappeared, and traces of Dangzhai began to appear unscrupulously on this land.

On the small slope in the southeast corner, a group of strong bandits were uncovering their upper bodies, waving various tools, and were diligently digging the foundation.

The craftsman holds an ink fountain and a curved ruler, measuring, explaining and arranging everywhere.

Everyone was busy running around when suddenly, a strong and cold wind blew by.

The surrounding vegetation was torn and broken, the branches and leaves were undulating and swaying, and fallen leaves and flowers were flying in the air.

This gust of wind came very unexpectedly, and at the blink of an eye, the originally clear and clear dusk was filled with flying sand and rocks.

All the bandits closed their eyes involuntarily.

Soon, the wind stopped, the sand and gravel fell, and the surroundings returned to calm.

They opened their eyes again, only to see that they had been moved to the flat ground down the slope, and on the small slope they chose, a small temple with a single courtyard had been built directly.

This temple has yellow walls and red pillars, and a bronze ring with animal heads on the red painted door.
Chapter completed!