The wilderness path is sparsely populated, and there is a fire in the stove. The shop guy who took the firewood and handed it to the stove.

When the smoke from cooking is rising, the sound of the copper ring comes from afar.

The guy got up and looked at the shopkeeper who was dialing the abacus in the inn ahead. The latter was buzzing with his head and plucking the abacus beads, as if he didn't notice that the guy was looking at it, and just replied simply.

"Why are you standing there stupidly?"

The guy turned around without saying a word, looked at the two people who were coming over the dick, quickly pulled down the rag on his shoulder, trotted to the edge of the shed, reached out to invite the two people who came over.

"Two guests, please, please, please, please!"

After tied the quiet old donkey, Lu Liangsheng and Taoist sat down at a nearby table and chair. While shaking off the snowflakes on their bodies, they asked:

“What dishes are there in the store?”

"Don't dislike the two guests. There are no good chefs in the small mountain shops. Most of them have some wonderful mountain flavors."

The shop clerk diligently wiped the small table in front of them. After signing up the name of the dish, Lu Liangsheng ordered a few dishes casually and told him to let the kitchen hurry up.

"I am tired from a long journey and my stomach is hungry and thirsty. I hope I can get faster. I will thank my little brother here first."

Seeing the scholar being polite, the Taoist next to him didn't say a word, pinched the chopsticks and played with him, took back his light, responded with a smile, put the rag on his shoulder, and jogged back to the store. When passing by the counter, the shopkeeper wearing an ear-pressing hat raised his face, looked at the friend, and buried him to continue to keep the bookkeeping.

The brush was vaguely outlining, the shopkeeper had already brought the dishes from the kitchen and stepped out of the inn door, and came to the shed outside.

"Two guests, you have all the dishes. This is Qingban Sha Ren, red boiled pork heart, fine millet hot rice..."

Even if there were no other customers or pedestrians around, the waiter still shouted loudly and brought a few dishes and rice to the table one by one.

He handed over the chopsticks diligently, but without leaving, he stood by the table with a tray, watching the scholar and the Taoist pick up the dishes and go into his mouth.

The express delivery reached his mouth, and Lu Liangsheng suddenly stopped and looked at the waiter.

"Is there anything else for my little brother?"

The guy curled a smile on his lips and shook his head.

"It's okay, the young ones have nothing to do, so I'll just stop here." Then I added: "Che is fast to eat, the weather is cold, and the food is cold."

Behind him, in the inn paper window, there were shadows and extremely light steps. The shopkeeper behind the counter also stopped writing, turned his face slightly, and looked at the figures that were close to the window.

"The magic circle has been laid down, and these two people can't escape..."

Just as he was about to wave his hand and let his men go out, suddenly, there was a Buddhist chant from afar, accompanied by the sound of golden cymbals, suona, and wooden fish.

The shopkeeper frowned and gently lowered his hand.

"Don't panic, it seems that many people are coming."

The scholar and Taoist priest who were eating outside stopped their chopsticks and looked at the direction of the chanting of the Buddhist chant. A long line spread out from the mud path among the woods.

The maids with amulets and a staff standing in front of them, with a navy blue lattice robes walking on both sides, sprinkling white petals, floating down one after another, paving among the roads.

The guy standing outside had a strange expression and subconsciously looked at the inn, and the shopkeeper frowned.

"Where did this group of strange monks come from..."

At this moment, the strange team stopped outside the inn. A female voice came from the sedan chair with a high curtain in the crane head. Two maids came over and opened the curtain left and right. The black tilted head stepped out first and stepped on the white petals.

"Good! Good!"

Entering everyone's vision was a thin old monk wearing a yellow cassock and a long-eared monk's hat. Shan Shu looked at the inn with a expressionless face, and the Taoist didn't even look at the scholars and the Taoist.

"The world is deeply trapped in the sea of ​​suffering and suffering great disasters. It's not like this that you won't look back. Good! Good!"

The shopkeeper walked to the door and his eyelids twitched. The old monk had no humanity and no demonic energy... nothing was there, it was too strange.

"I don't know where the master came from, and what's the point of getting here?"

"The world is deeply trapped in the sea of ​​suffering and suffering great disasters. It's not like this that you won't look back. Good! Good!"

However, the answer to the shopkeeper was the repetition of the previous sentence.

Snowflakes flew and fell gently, and both sides suddenly fell into a strange stalemate.

...

A little further away, on the other side of the mud path, two rocks seemed to have a look at what happened at the inn, but they were holding chopsticks in their hands and chewing them in their mouths.

"Lao Lu, why did you find something wrong there?"

"I didn't notice it at first, I just wanted to test it. After the illusion, I obviously felt the traces of magic power on the little one."

The two stones standing by the roadside were Lu Liangsheng and Taoist who had used the tricks, while the shed outside the inn was the illusion used by Lu Liangsheng.

After realizing that something was wrong, another picture just in case also joined in, and the current scene was revealed.

"The only one who practices Taoism who has a grudge against us is Zhu Ziyi... well... they should be the only one."

Lu Liangsheng put down his bowls and chopsticks and hung two paintings on a tree next to him. After all, there were too many heroes, so there was no need to put himself and the Taoist in danger.

He waved to the Taoist who secretly dropped the dishes on the table.

"Let's go."

After leading the old donkey and bypassing the inn in front, Sun Yingxian took two dishes and quickly ate a few more bites, and then followed quickly.

At this moment.

Zhu Ziyi, who also used the trick to transform into the shopkeeper, looked at the old monk in front of him for a while and could not stand still. He removed the trick and suddenly reached out his hand. The window behind him exploded with a bang, and the magic sword flew over and fell into his hands.

He slashed at the figure that was like entering a meditation on the other side with a sword, and then... the old monk, along with the long dragon parked on the side of the road, turned into spots of starlight and scattered everywhere.

"Illusion, that scholar...is terrible!"

Zhu Ziyi turned his head and slashed the scholars and Taoists at the table with a sword.

Sure enough, as he expected, the moment the light red "sword" energy touched the two of them, they all turned into broken starlight and slowly floated to the ground, and even the dishes on the table disappeared.

The two scrolls without the protection of the master's magic power were exposed in front of Zhu Ziyi. With a hissing, it was torn off. Zhu Ziyi raised his palm and pinched his fingers, and a blue color popped up.

"Come on a distance, chase!"

The scholar had previously destroyed the magic circle in Heliangzhou. He thought the other party was dead under the thunder tribulation. He had been exploring for many days. It was not until the other party left the city that he realized that not only was he not dead, but his cultivation was still improved. But if he attacked in Heliangzhou, the monk who smelled the noise would definitely come over, so he chose such a place.

And the fat monk had Wanfo Temple behind him and an old bald donkey supported him. How about it, he couldn't take the other party for the time being?

"But this scholar is different..."

Zhu Ziyi was flying in his body, and he murmured to himself softly, and his speed increased significantly again. He approached the first small realm of the Golden Elixir Stage, so he was naturally not afraid of mere foundation building.

Between the mud roads of the mountains and forests, big trees swayed one by one, and more than ten figures chasing leaped onto the branches. When the snow slammed into the ground, it had already gone further.

In the mud road ahead, the snow and wet mud spun under the old donkey's hooves. Lu Liangsheng pinched his fingers and made the ground shrink into an inch. The Taoist sat backwards, his temples swaying in the wind, holding the swaying bookshelf with one hand, and constantly pasting the talismans of magical practice on the donkey's buttocks with the other hand.

"The talisman paper is almost not enough!!!"

Lu Liangsheng drove away from the oncoming wind and took out the map and took a look.

"If you go down, you will soon reach the realm of Tianzhi in the capital. Zhu Ziyi has a tracking spell. If he doesn't break it, he will know wherever we go."

Step by step...

The donkey hooves walked away frantically, rolled up a stream of dust and smoke and rushed across the road. They chased each other one after another, and rushed south along the Liujin River.

When the magic power was exhausted at this time, the old donkey sitting down was exhausted and stuck out his tongue, and white foam splashed into the air and floated backwards.

Although he had a distance, Lu Liangsheng knew that as long as he did not break the opponent's tracking spell, no matter how far he ran, it would be useless.

"Old Sun, I have a solution."

When he thought about it, the old donkey slowed down. Lu Liangsheng touched a hard object in his sleeve, pulled it out and threw it back.

It is the centipede spirit's tentacle.

The Taoist grabbed it firmly and shouted, "How to do it?"

"Turn Zhu Ziyi's tracking spell to it."

As he spoke, the magic of shrinking to a certain extent was exhausted. The old donkey put his tongue on his tongue, and saliva dripped from his tongue. He knelt on his limbs and fell to the ground with a bang.

Lu Liangsheng slowly descended and squatted to check the donkey. He just exhausted himself, relieved himself, stroked the old donkey's mane, sat down aside and took the time to rest, and his eyes also turned to the Taoist in front of him.

“Not found yet?”

"Damn, do you think this Tao is like you can memorize all the books?"

On the side, Sun Yingxian quickly flipped through the pages of the book with his fingers. This was given to him by his master when he was dying. There were many Taoisms and methods, mostly talismans and magic arrays, which were boring and difficult to understand.

After a while, my bearded up and said with a smile:

“Find one, it should be useful.”

The Taoist drew a talisman shape on the talisman paper, folded it between his fingers, and muttered something in his mouth.

"now!"

Hearing this loud shout, Lu Liangsheng raised his face, and a light red spiraled rapidly above his head, and he couldn't help but nod.

...That Taoist book, I think it was all the lifelong learning of Master Sun.

"come over!"

When the Taoist pulled the light red fingers and the overlapping tentacles placed on the ground, Lu Liangsheng was still thinking about the Taoist master's affairs. In the aftermath, Sun Yingxian suddenly lifted up his Taoist robe, unbuttoned his belt, and pulled his pants down.
To be continued...