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I responded with a little embarrassed smile: "I want to go because I want to go, but Tianhong and I are both physical mortals. Unlike you who can go high and go to heaven and earth. At the speed of Tianhong and I, when I really rushed over, the daylily would probably be cold."

Mo Chen smiled and recommended himself: "Since you are willing to guide us back to the right path, how can we lose one of the bad guys?"

"Why would our third brother take you and Deng Xiaotianshi to come here together? Wouldn't this save you much trouble?"

Xian'er nodded with satisfaction, stretched out her left hand and pulled me to her side, and said softly to me: "Let's go."

After saying that, I grabbed me and leaped in the air. I felt the lightning speed under my feet, and instantly flew several miles away.

Xueyan wielded the evil spirit of the mixed body, and also followed our steps like a windy under her feet, and did not fall behind at all.

It is really incredible that Xue Yan's strength has reached a point where she can compete with the five hundred years of snake demon.

As for Tianhong, he was naturally sandwiched between the three demons of Cat Demon, Mo Chen and Deer Spirit, and flew towards the Qingyun Mountain Temple.

About five minutes later, Liu Xian'er stopped by a stream on the mountain, and Xueyan, Mo Chen and others also landed among the rocks by the stream.

The cat spirit glanced around and lowered his voice and called softly: "Huangxian, come out quickly!"

As soon as the call fell, a ripples suddenly appeared by the stream upstream, and even the sound of something flowing in the water came over.

Immediately afterwards, a big weasel and four little weasels ran down from the upstream.

After getting closer, the big weasel immediately jumped into the air and transformed into an old man and stood on the stone. The four little weasels were still squatting under the stone in an animal posture, staring at the old man quietly.

The moonlight in the pine tree gently fell on the old man's body, and the stream quietly passed by his feet. The faint mountain breeze blew the long sleeves of his clothes, and his peaceful posture was like an immortal.

Tianhong, who saw this Huangxian for the first time, couldn't help but whisper beside me: "Wow, has this weasel become an immortal?"

The cat next to him quipped: "His cultivation is just as good as mine, how could he become an immortal? It's just that their yellow skin is more psychic than ordinary animals, so you see that he looks more fairy-like. Don't you worship the five great immortals among the people?"

"He is the Huangxian among the five great immortals, you should know?"

Tianhong nodded silently and said, "Of course I know that there is also a Huangxian enshrined in the Dharma Hall in our hometown. When I was a child, I almost ate Yiyang."

As he said that, Tianhong looked at me again, which scared me so much that he had goose bumps. The shameless yellow fairy in his family was definitely a nightmare in my childhood, no doubt about it.

The old man on the stone spoke at this time.

"The head master hid in Qingyun Temple. We were afraid of being alerted, so we didn't go in. If we wanted to catch him, now is the best time. You can go quickly."

I looked at the old man with gratitude and said with a little guilty conscience: "Thanks to Huang Xian for his righteous help. I think I really feel sorry for being an enemy of you before."

Liu Xian'er also sighed: "Huang Xian, I'm really sorry. I fought with you some time ago without asking you. I'm really sorry."

Huang Xian smiled at me and replied, "It's all the past, why bother to talk more?"

"Our demon clan always practices for hundreds of years. Although his mind is not as good as humans, his hundreds of years of cultivation career is enough to polish our aura. Many things are taken lightly. Why not just smile through these past events?"

Everyone nodded and said ok when they heard this.

Without further ado, I looked around everyone present and ordered in an orderly manner: "Next, I will be dispatching troops to select generals. Since you all follow me, you must cooperate unconditionally. Do you understand?"

When the demons heard this, they nodded immediately.

I smiled with satisfaction and immediately ordered: "Liu Xian'er, Long Xueyan, Mo Chen, Deng Tianhong, you four follow me to the temple to catch monsters, Huang Xian, Cat Spirit, and Deer Spirit. You three are responsible for the hunting of the outside world. If this surrender escapes from the temple, you must stop him, do you understand?"

no problem!

Everyone agreed in unison, and the three easy-going demons responsible for the periphery scattered and hid themselves.

Tianhong and others walked gently into the temple.

Qingyun Temple, located in the Chongshan Mountains of Qingyun Mountain, is a large temple built during the Ming Dynasty. According to legend, it was the first temple dedicated to the Medicine Fairy Lu Dongbin. It has been incense for hundreds of years. Later, with the pace of reform and opening up, people gradually no longer believed in the sayings of gods and ghosts, and the temple became dilapidated.

Until the death of the last temple master more than ten years ago, no one took care of the temple and gradually became a deserted temple.

If we weren't going to round up the surrender Azansong today, we probably wouldn't have run to this deserted place in the middle of the night.

When everyone approached the main entrance of the temple, Mo Chen immediately "shhh" made a ban on the sound.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "There is indeed someone inside, and it's the smell of the savior.

I nodded at him happily and led everyone into the darkness.

There is a shaky old plaque on the main entrance of the temple, with three large running script characters "Chunyang Palace" written on it. It seems that it is indeed related to the Medicine Fairy Lu Chunyang.

Two huge red lacquered wooden doors are standing in front of you. It is not difficult to see from the mottled traces on it that there is indeed a very glorious history here.

Walking a little further inside, it is a small corridor, which looks about seven or eight meters long.

Four glaring gods are enshrined in the corridor, each of which is full of glaring eyes, and they look very majestic. I think they should be the four kings in mythological novels.

They are the four gods, "growth", "holding the country", "widening eyes" and "experience", and they also represent the world.

Looking at these statues that were not angry and powerful, I felt a little sad.

These statues in front of you are the essence of the inheritance of Chinese culture, but now these clay sculptures and wood sculptures are lying quietly in the barren mountains, without even a single person coming to worship. Can they be regarded as a loss of faith?

Although Shakyamuni had long predicted that people in the Dharma-Ending Age would no longer believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, would it be ridiculous to compare the induction culture of the celestial beings in the past?

I wonder if these so-called gods who are so arrogant and so-called gods who see this scene on earth now feel sad for the arrival of this Dharma-Ending Age?

After walking through this narrow corridor, you can see a relatively empty flat ground behind, with a pile of raging fire burning on it, which is still obvious in the deserted temple in the dark night, but there is no sign of the sect.

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