Puff...

The aroma of porridge was filled with fragrance. Lu Liangsheng scooped two bowls of porridge, walked over and handed it to Yan Chixia, Zuo Zhengyang, came back and scooped another bowl, blew it, sat next to the master, and looked around him.

"What did the master think of?"

"Do you remember the magical medicines and Dharma books that my master took away by the Fire Prayer Sect?"

The toad Taoist was calm, his white belly bulged, narrowed his toad eyes, stared at the tree demon's long tongues flying and spinning, and carried the frog's webbing, with a serious expression.

"This demon was sealed by the people of the Prayer Cult. Even if he is not clear about his mind, he should have memories."

The scholar who was carrying the heat off stopped, and some bad memories were traced back in his mind. In the pavilions on Yingshi Mountain in Huaiyizhou, the scene of the women and children being sealed in the pottery jar, now they regained their thoughts.

If it weren't for the treasures that the master had stolen, the children and women would have been given to the other party for sacrifice.

The flames burned quietly, and the temple was quiet. Zuo Zhengyang and Yan Chixia looked over while eating, and even the four scholars lying on the ground did not moan.

Lu Liangsheng put the slightly cool porridge in front of his master, threw a dead branch into the fire, and bounced up some sparks to rise.

"As Master said, this is feasible. It is indeed necessary to settle the matter of the Fire Prayer Sect and let them continue. I wonder how many people will be killed."

Leaning against the wall, the scholar closed his eyes and remembered the night in Tianzhi City three years ago, the ability of the Holy Fire Mingzun to fly in the air was probably still above his current Nascent Soul Realm.

In my thoughts, I took the bookshelf magic books and flipped through them in the swaying fire, but couldn't find an effective solution.

"......The Holy Fire Master has a high level of cultivation. I have such magic power as I am now. Even if I find another station in the other party, it will be difficult to shake it. I will be picked in at that time."

"snort......"

Taoist Toad sat on the ground, humming, instinctively shot out the moth that was rolling through the fire, took a sip of porridge and licked his mouth.

".........A stealing person, if he hadn't been greatly reduced in his master's strength, wouldn't it make Liangsheng difficult? You know, how strong his master was at the beginning? I thought in the past, several sects surrounded the master on the top of the mountain, which was a magic weapon covering the sun and crowded with people..."

The temple was quiet, and soon a light snoring came from people.

Sitting on the ground, the toad waving the frog webbing.

"...... I forced my master to fight a bloody way out. If I hadn't met an old monk, by the way, it would be the junior brother of the old bald donkey last time, fortunately, my master could fight..."

As he turned to the toad face, the tired people around him had fallen asleep, and even the apprentice over there leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and breathed gently.

"Can't I let me say a few more words?"

Taoist Toad muttered, quickly poured the cold porridge into his mouth, walked to the bookshelf compartment, closed the small door with a loud bang, and got into the bed.

The night was deep and quiet. In the swaying firelight, five scholars were muttering their teeth in their dreams, their hands and feet were crossed and hugging each other. Yan Chixia in the corner of the wall held the wine bag and woke up occasionally. She looked around and saw the tree demon grandma leaning against the donkey and sleeping soundly, so she closed her eyes with confidence.

Zuo Zhengyang, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep, sorting out his experiences during this period. Then, more than half a month of fatigue finally surged over, and his head leaned against the wall and became blank.

The next morning, the sun shone through the forest, birds danced on the treetops and sang happily, and the dust was flying at the temple gate. Lu Liangsheng woke up early, raised the fire to cook, and took advantage of his idleness to surround the walls around Lanruo Temple, looking at the murals left in the past.

The Buddha was gloomy and the goddess was hated. It was probably what he drew when he received bad news from his mentor that day. When he saw the bad news from his teacher, he was in a very bad mood. Now he looked at it again and couldn't help but feel a little too resentful.

When he went back to the temple, he took the ink inkstone from the bookshelf, started to grind the ink, and added details on the original basis. The Buddha's eyes were outlined and raised, and the gloomy eyes turned into a hint of joy. The Nine Heavens Goddess wiped off several lines at the corners of his mouth and added a curve, as if he was smiling.

Although he has attached magic power, he dare not put his pupils on them. Who knows if he will pop up...

"Young Master Lu is so elegant."

Under the temple eaves behind him, Zuo Zhengyang leaned against the wall with his one arm hanging down, and a smile appeared on his face full of stubbornness. After breaking his arm, he could count the number of times he smiled.

Lu Liangsheng shook the ink on the tip of the pen and put on a cover.

"When I came last time, I hadn't finished drawings yet. I looked at them early this morning and couldn't help but add a few strokes to them, which made Qianwei laugh."

When they put it in their sleeves, Zuo Zhengyang also walked out of the eaves. The two of them walked slowly around the courtyard wall, and from time to time they looked at the Buddha and the goddess paintings on the wall.

"That toad demon last night..."

"I'm going to go to the master." Lu Liangsheng did not hide it, and explained truthfully, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the master, I'm afraid I would be a farmer in the village who only cares about farming, marrying a wife and having children."

On the side, Zuo Zhengyang smiled.

"Zuo has no other intentions, just ask casually."

The scholar has a slender figure and elegant temperament. The latter is agile and powerful, and there is no distinction between one left and one right. He walked side by side through the deep well in front of him and was silent for a moment. Zuo Zhengyang asked about what he heard last night.

"Last night, Zuo heard what happened to the Fire Prayer Sect that Mr. Lu and his family master said?"

"A cult." When talking about this sect, Lu Liangsheng's smile was calm, he stopped, and looked at the broken earth spirit stone tablet in front of his feet, his voice was cold.

"I knew that he had a severe drought in Liangzhou and Qianwei were from Nanchen people."

Zuo Zhengyang nodded.

"I know, later I heard Shuhua Gong and Shangshu Min talk about the misery over there in detail in the capital."

Speaking of this, he immediately understood: "Is it the evil things done by these evil people?"

"More than that, they created a severe drought, with the purpose of plundering women and children in order to take advantage of the chaos and put them in pottery jars for human sacrifice."

"Damn these guys!"

Zuo Zhengyang growled, and the wood leaves of the straw raincoat were raised, gritting his teeth and punching the wall, and the debris splashed away, and a fist was printed.

Since leaving the capital and embarking on practice, he has lost the constraints of public office and has changed his mind.

"Mr. Lu, the Holy Fire Mingzun you mentioned last night is the person behind the sect?"

"It's him."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, and the two continued to walk forward, turned around the corner, and continued, "He also came to take away the soul of the great demon when Pudu Cihang's incident, but this person's cultivation is too high, so I don't have much chance of winning."

After walking for a while, he was about to reach the temple gate. Zuo Zhengyang, who was walking beside him, suddenly stopped. When Lu Liangsheng turned around, he clenched his fists and pressed him on his legs, meeting the scholar's sight.

He spoke:

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons, how different is this sect from demons? Including Zuo Mouyi!"

"What are you talking about?"

Yan Chixia was standing on the nearby wall section at some time, holding a struggling hare in her hand, jumping down and shaking at the two of them, with a few medicinal herbs in her pocket.

"The five scholars are too weak in their constitution, so give them some food to replenish their bodies."

While speaking, Zuo Zhengyang pointed to the man who was holding the rabbit's beard: "He can also count one."

"What do I count?"

Yan Chixia looked at the two people in front of her in a daze, but saw Lu Liangsheng nodding with a smile, and even more panicked. She caught up with Zuo Zhengyang who had left and asked what was going on.

In the sky, the morning sun shone out in a golden color, covering the forest. The toad Taoist walked out of the temple gate and yawned. The three disciples who went out with the door comfortably stretched. By the forest, the black-skirt tree demon led the old donkey and walked around, smiled sweetly at them, waved to say hello, and then was dragged by the old donkey and pulled it to the ground to go elsewhere.

Jiji~~

Birds sing, climbing off the eaves and combing their feathers, Lu Liangsheng stood under the eaves, shining on his face with a warm golden color, looking into the distance.
Chapter completed!