The gray clouds covered half of the bright moon, and the stars in the sky gradually disappeared from the night sky. In the foothills of Qingming Mountain, two paper lanterns swayed, and the light shone on their figures through the remote and barren mountain village.

Wow, wow, wow—

There are not many thatched cottages, and occasionally you can hear the yellow dogs in the yard barking a few times.

The two men carrying lanterns did not enter the village, and walked around the entrance of the village to continue walking towards the forest in front. Their steps seemed slow and slow, and they had already entered the forest in a blink of an eye. The sound of the dead branches stomped off, which shocked the crows on the branches and made a "wow" sound, flying away from the treetops, scaring one of the slightly smaller figures stopped.

"Master, why don't we go in if there is a village? We can rest at least."

"After all sleeping, how can you disturb others' dreams? People who practice Taoism cannot even suffer any pain, so why should they practice Taoism?"

"Then, where will we sleep tonight? It's almost dawn."

The dim flames shone through the paper lanterns, one old and one young, wearing Taoist buns and wearing old Taoist robes. In particular, there were several patches on the Taoist robes, and some of them were washed white.

On the side, the old Taoist priest who was also walking with a lantern looked around and found a place at will. He pulled out a long sword from behind and inserted it onto the ground. The wine gourd around his waist was also hung from the hilt of the sword. He lay down casually, raised his legs and prepared to go to bed.

"The sky is the quilt, the earth is the mat, and you can sleep happily wherever you go. Good disciple, I'm going to bed soon, and I'll have to... tomorrow morning..."

The old Taoist priest suddenly stopped speaking. His disciple was only eleven or twelve years old, so he reluctantly came over to sit down and said, "I just knew to say something fooling people..." Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest lying down sat up and reached out to cover his mouth. He waved his robe sleeve and brushed away the two lanterns. The lights inside were instantly extinguished, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

"Don't make a sound, there's evil spirit!"

The old Taoist priest who covered his apprentice's mouth lowered his voice and said, flipped his other hand, and several yellow talismans followed his movements to hit the tree body several steps away from him. The magic power of the vermilion rune flashed quietly, and a circle faintly formed in the air that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Master, what's going on? Where are there monsters?"

The apprentice who was let go of his mouth was squatting aside, looking around with his eyes. He was about to stand up, but the master pressed his head and pressed it back. The next moment, he heard the sound of the woods outside the barrier, like the sound of wind flapping its wings flying over from the not far side and landing on the ground.

"Stay here for a while and continue on the road."

When the master and disciple hiding in the grass heard this, it didn't seem like there was only one demon, which made the old Taoist dare not take action easily. Sure enough, another sharp voice sounded for a moment.

"...... Can we catch up with the event this time? What exactly are we going to do?"

The moonlight casts the gap in the forest, and a monster with wings can be seen vaguely speaking. Seeing the spread of the bat wings of the other party, the little Taoist priest was so scared that his face was pale. The master beside him frowned when he heard the word "game", leaned forward slightly, wanting to hear more clearly.

That square, like a monster with bat wings, laughed hoarsely.

"How can't it be? This time the monsters gather in the northwest, we can naturally join in the fun. I heard that the Purple Star Demon Path was repairing the injury and regaining the mountains and rivers back to the northwest. At this moment, we are almost going to Chang'an..."

The words behind gradually became smaller, but the four words "Purple Star Demon Dao" made the eavesdropping old Taoist priest twitch. When the two demons said a few more words, they rushed to the road, and disappeared with the demonic wind. The Taoist priest then got up and waved his hand to put away the magic array with hidden breath.

"Purple Star Demonic Dao..."

He murmured this name, picked up the apprentice, dragged it back, and the little Taoist turned around and picked up the lantern, carried a small bag and followed behind and asked: "Master, what happened? Who are the Zixing Demonic Dao mentioned by those two monsters?"

After asking for a few questions, the old Taoist priest didn't answer. He followed the moonlight and walked quickly to the foot of the mountain. He took out a few yellow talismans from his waist and spread them out. He bit his fingertips and wrote and painted them on them. Then he folded them into a paper crane in the eyes of his apprentice.

"go!"

With his palm spread, the still paper crane seemed to have come alive. The wings made of paper slowly flapped, flew away from the old Taoist palm, rose to the night sky, and turned into a stream of magic power towards the east side that gradually turned white.

The morning light broke through the gaps in the clouds and pushed away the darkness, shining on a mountain surrounded by clouds in the north. Birds drifted across the surging sea of ​​clouds and fell on the winding old trees on the mountain road. Blinking the bird's eyes, a large blue rock in the forest protruding in the distance, the old man with white hair and white hair sat cross-legged, and the stone steps winding up behind him, and the towering mountain gate was tall and the tree cages were raised. The two words "Chengyun".

Clouds spread everywhere, spreading over the stone steps. The floor tiles are white and black, creating huge yin and yang. Several buildings are set up nearby. The golden morning sun is extended and the mountain walls are sprinkled with huge carvings. The words "Tao" are painted from red paint of unknown material.

In the sunshine, it looks grand and solemn.

On both sides, there are dense hollows that are not connected to each other. Sometimes smoke can be seen floating out, and figures can be seen sitting cross-legged and meditating, and enlightenment can be achieved in peace and mind.

The skylight in the distance was flowing with magic power. Someone in the mountain gate below raised his head, his robe fluttered, spread his palms, and let the paper crane with magic power flowing down. After a moment, it turned into a yellow talisman in the man's hand, with two lines of handwriting on it. He took a look and hurried to the main building, bowed to the guards' brothers, stepped inside, and called respectfully.

"The head teacher."

In front of the portrait of the figure in front, incense burning lingered, the old man with white hair cleaned the incense burner and paid tribute to the ancestors.

"There is such a panic in front of the ancestor." The old man moved the small furnace, turned around and wiped the ashes from his hands, and then said, "What's the matter?"

"The outer sect, the Feihe Law is transmitted, and the Purple Star Demonic Dao appears."

The old man who had just sat down stopped carrying tea and even the guards outside the door looked inside when they heard this.

Purple Star Demonic Dao...

Bang!

The teacup was heavily placed on the table. The old man closed his eyes. After a moment, he got up and walked straight past the disciple who reported the news. He walked out of the door, put his hands on his back and looked at the huge word "Tao" on the mountain wall.

"The chaotic times have just settled, and monsters are rampant again. We have never enjoyed peace, so where is the inheritance!"

In the distant mountain wall, many sounds came from the cave and mixed together.

"We are here!"

The old man waved his wide sleeves, and a magic sword flew out from the building and hung it on his back, and his voice shouted:

"Slay demons and eliminate demons with me-"

The sound of the Dharma is majestic and resounds through the mountain gate. The dense void instantly lit up a series of Dharma lights and flew out from the inside, like a meteor.

.........

The magic lights that crossed the morning sun shone into the sky, and the information was centered on it and flew towards the other Taoist gates at the same time. The news that the Zixing Demon Dao, which was in chaos, appeared again, was like a scoop of clear water poured down a hot oil pan, boiling.

In the southeast, Lihuo Gate came out one after another, followed several elders in the sect quickly down the mountain. In the central province, Juling Mansion, which was hiding in the world, was also responding to the call of his fellow disciples and rushing to Chang'an.

The news that the once-notorious toad monster appeared again was circulated among the practitioners. Those who knew and those who didn't know were all rumored or rushed to help, walking together in groups of three or three. Among the passing foothills, the burly figure with a wooden box and a big beard lying on the rocks, basking comfortably in the sun, was also invited to the list.

"What the hell is that demon that lets so many fellows go?"

"Brother, I don't know? The Purple Star Demon Dao was a disaster for the past and massacred the people of a town. After that, he ate countless people in the Taoist practice. Several major sects took a lot of effort to injure him. Now that he is out again, he naturally has to go over and help him to subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

"Who is that a demon? What kind of thing becomes a spirit?"

"I heard that it seems to be a toad."

The bearded man who was walking with them stopped and his thick eyebrows frowned even more.

"Toad...I remember there is a friend Lu who is around me, could it be..."

Several people on the same road stopped and looked back at him: "What's wrong with this fellow Taoist? Do you have any doubts?"

"Nothing happens."

The man was Yan Chixia, who was alone in a righteous manner. He shook his head: "It's okay, I just like to be alone. This place is not far from Chang'an, so I'll just go there alone. I'll say goodbye, please!"

After saying goodbye to these practitioners, Yan Chixia turned one direction and bypassed their way forward. Naturally, she needed to find Lu Liangsheng to solve the doubts in her heart.

I hope it is not the toad beside Fellow Daoist...

The steps gradually accelerated, and they passed through the mottled lines falling from the ground in the forest and headed to Chang'an.

The sun spreads through the clouds, leaving the former northern Qi territory, like the Buddha lying across the mountains, the morning bell rings in the distant and long.

Dong~~dong~~~

The bells are thick and simple, echoing among the mountains, immersed in the bells, the pilgrims and tourists come and go to the bluestone paved mountain roads in the mountains, watch, or worship countless Buddha statues piously on the cliffs.

In the Wanfo Temple where the crowd entered and exited, Monk Fajing, who was like Maitreya, guarded the closed door. At one moment, the Zen door opened, and he opened his eyes and stood up and turned around. An old monk with a thin body with a pale beard slowly walked out.

"Master...Father!" Fa Jing folded his hands and bowed.

"Fa Jing!" The old monk named Zhenhai, Shan Shu, sealed the fearless Dharma seal on his chest. He took the purple gold beggar in front of the Buddha statue with his other hand and put it in his palm. In his gentle tone, there was an irresistible majesty. Just looking at it, it was like the angrily eyed Vajra in Buddhism.

"Follow me to go out of the temple."

"yes!"

The fat monk tilted his head, followed the master for no reason, and then went to the foot of the mountain. However, he hadn't come out for a long time, and Fajing felt a little relieved. I wonder if donor Lu was still traveling. If he met, it would be nice to chat with him all night.

......Well, there is also Taoist Master Sun.

When I thought of the wonderful thing, my thick lips smirked and quickly covered it up again, followed the master and headed all the way west.

.........

At the same time, in the west gate of Chang'an, there were crowds of people, shouting loudly, and in the noisy shouting of customers, Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and Zhu Gangli all the way through the bustling long street. Min's mansion did not dare to live there, so he casually found an inn, washed up, changed his outfit, and went to Mount Li cleanly and refreshedly to visit the mother of Mount Li, and did not feel defeated.

In the shaking bookshelf, the short figure's eyelids twitched.

"Liangsheng, hurry up and go back to Qixia Mountain. My teacher's eyelids have been pounding a lot recently. I always feel that someone is thinking about my teacher."

The Toad Taoist was wrapped in bandages all over his body, and his head was wrapped around him, and he tied a bow, and looked at the green summer foothills outside with his chin.

A bad premonition appeared in my heart.

......I went out and got hurt all over my body. If I didn't go back, I would be cured, for fear that I would not be able to maintain the repair of the demon pill.
Chapter completed!