Hearing Lu Liangsheng's words, the Taoist's face turned pale, pressed his Taoist hat back, followed him down the wooden steps, and kept making gestures.

"You are roasting this fire!"

"If you don't go, you won't go. Before the thunder was struck, I was struck by the other party!"

“…unless it’s foolproof!”

Mu Jie's feet kept moaning. Lu Liangsheng carried the tree demon away from the mat next to the pile of fire, covered her with a thin blanket, and glanced at the three apprentices who were reading books there.

The latter quickly buried his head and continued:

"It's not now, it will take some time for you to arrive at the Golden Pill."

The Taoist opened his mouth slightly, walked down the stairs, looked around, and pointed at himself.

"You must have the same path?"

Yan Chixia also came down, as if she understood what Lu Liangsheng said, put the wooden box in the corner of the wall and patted the dust on the light red robe.

"How can people who practice the Tao easily touch the thunder of tribulation? If others respond to the thunder, they will be affected by cause and effect. The Holy Fire Mingzun is an evil demon and heretic, not a saint, so they cherish their feathers even more. When they see the thunder of heaven, they will inevitably hide away from afar."

Lu Liangsheng nodded and affirmed the other party's words. Now he was just going to make the plan first. It would take some time to go by. The sky was turning red outside and the sunset shone over.

The bonfire was raised and the small pot was cooked, and five scholars were added. In two days, the corn brought from home was not enough. Taoist Yan Chixia cooked some wild game outside and bought it, which was enough for them to have a meal.

After dinner is ready, a group of people gather together, and there are not enough bowls and chopsticks. The same is true for using leaves and branches instead. It is common to sleep outside in the open air and sleep outside, and there is no shame.

The food was all done, and the ground was placed. In the blink of an eye, the afterimage of chopsticks rose and fell. The plates containing meat were instantly empty and were still shaking in place. The five scholars were also hungry, stacking slices of meat, and digging vegetables into their mouths to chew them.

"You guys are too fast."

The Taoist held the bowl, and the chopsticks were hanging in the air before they had fallen. He stared at the plate with only a few leaves left, swept over everyone and slashed the rice. He hurriedly drove the rice from the bowl into the plate, and poured the remaining oil and water of the meat into the plate, mixing it with the rice.

"No matter how I say it, I will enter the tiger's den from now on, so I don't say I will leave some for me!"

The chopsticks touched the bottom of the plate. After taking a few bites, the meaty food was eaten and then I felt a little comfortable.

After dinner, it was dark and the five scholars still needed to take care of themselves. When they went to the fire beside them, Lu Liangsheng invited the Taoist, and Yan Chixia went to the second floor of the temple to discuss the details and took the magic power to Sun Yingxiandu to speed up the thunder tribulation.

After a while, the toad Taoist who was hanging beside the fire opened one eye and saw the Taoist's face flushed and sweating down from the building. Two different magic powers gathered in his body, and the heat emitted was unbearable for ordinary people. Fortunately, Sun Yingxian is a Taoist cultivator and his physical fitness can withstand it.

The fire in the temple was swaying, and the five people snored slightly. The Taoist opened his Taoist robe and kept shaking away the steaming heat. He leaned against the wall and asked weakly:

"You know that you have never been impatient. Why are you eager to deal with the Qihuo Sect this time, so that you really don't let the other party continue to do evil?"

Taoist Toad opened his mouth and glanced at the scholar beside him with one eye.

"He's just a bad guy."

The fire reflected the handsome face of red and silent for a moment. Lu Liangsheng handed a dead branch into the fire, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

“Not all.”

The words stopped here and didn't say it anymore. Perhaps as the master said, he was really a bad person. But there was another point. Three years ago, he distributed his life span to his master. If he really calculated his life span, at most there were 30 to 40 years. It is unknown whether he could still practice diligently to increase his life span. If he could finish everything as soon as possible, he could concentrate on practicing Taoism for the rest of his time, visit famous mountains and rivers, and then wait for Hong Lian to cultivate into the Dharma body...

In quietness, he passed the time through the "Shan Hai Tu Zhi" and might also visit the places recorded in the book in the future. Maybe he could also encounter the ferocious beasts mentioned in the book.

The next morning, Lanruo Temple became lively.

"Can you not go?"

"Lu Liangsheng, what are you doing..."

"Hey, don't use ropes!"

After a while, the Taoist voice stopped abruptly, leaving only whimpers in his mouth, and his whole body was tied to the ground.

The old donkey, not far away, was finally able to go somewhere else. He was excited to carry the bookshelf and scatter his hooves and jump back and forth. The toad Taoist packed up the seasonings, took the gourd and kicked the old donkey to make it quiet. Then he climbed up the compartment along the rope and tied his waist firmly.

He lifted the knife forward, looked at the Taoist tied up on the ground, and nodded to Lu Liangsheng in front of him.

"As soon as we discussed before, Zuo took these five scholars to the small town at the foot of the mountain to settle down and recuperate. Then he rushed over!"

"It's been a labor."

Among the five scholars, Wang Feng, Ma Liu, Zhang Ti, and Zhao Tang were all kind and could not ignore it. They could only consider the ability to resettle Ningxia Town at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Liangsheng bowed to Zuo Zhengyang and gave a gift, and Yan Chixia next to him walked away with a very free and easy manner.

"I won't say that Yan is used to being alone, Ziling Mountain isn't it? Then next month, I'll wait there!"

After saying that, he jumped into the forest, tapped the branches and leaves at the toes, and as the treetops swayed, his figure disappeared into the morning light.

After leaving, Lu Liangsheng let the black-skirt tree demon turn into the spiritual tree wood he had seen before. The latter tilted his head and thought for a while, swayed his dress and rolled up a ray of black smoke.

After a moment, the black smoke dissipated. Standing there was a handsome young man who looked a bit similar to Lu Liangsheng.

"Can the spiritual root wood I mentioned... be transformed back?"

Seeing the same appearance as myself, it was quite strange. The tree demon over there flipped his eyes, and the hem of the skirt flew. The next second, the long-sleeved phoenix was rolled up, the skirt was rolled up, and the skirt was mopped, and apricot dress was tulle and white in skin. The slender waist turned, and the long sleeves slid across the cheeks. The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the pretty eyes blinked, which showed charm.

On the side, the Taoist forgot to shout, staring at him blankly, and the Adam's apple 'gulp' sounded softly swallowing saliva.

Lu Liangsheng was amused and cried, and waved his hand to make her go back. After a while of gesture, the tree demon turned into a half-armed spiritual tree.

After putting on the bookshelf, he took the Taoist to the back of the old donkey, led the reins, and walked through the foothills of the Taoist, and went to Shangyong County to inquire about the "Zi Ling Mountain" along the way.

.........

The sunlight extends south among the sky and clouds, and the golden morning sun is in the sky of Qixia Mountain, hiding behind the clouds.

In the gloomy weather, it was like a heavy rain was coming.

The forests swayed and among the fields where hay was piled up, farmers carried hoes, washed their feet in the small ditch with kettles, put on straw sandals, hummed the countryside music, and walked to the entrance of the village.
Chapter completed!