The clear eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar flashed and became round, with his eyes not sharp at all. He focused on Li Zhichang, and his gentle voice sounded from the clouds, with the clear sound of the piano, one hard and one soft, explaining the graceful music of the rhythm.

"The guest is Li Wangsheng, who fought with the Nine-tailed Demon Saint?"

"Are you Mr. Leng Qin? Can you represent the Qinglong Association?" Li Zhichang asked back.

"It seems that Brother Li needs my help if he has something to do. The Qinglong Association is also happy to cooperate with an outstanding person like you." Mr. Leng Qin said slowly without hesitation.

Even when facing Li Zhichang, who could fight against the Nine-tailed Demon Saint, this lay Buddhist Leng Qin was still calm and without any sluggishness.

"I want to know where Dongji Yimu is there, can you tell me?" Li Zhichang asked directly without bending around the bush.

Mr. Leng Qin waved his hand to the maid, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, saying word by word: "As long as you can afford the price, there are few questions in the world that the Qinglong Club cannot answer. If you ask where there is Dongji Yimu, the Qinglong Club can naturally answer it, but the price is not small."

Li Zhichang suddenly laughed and finally said in a deep voice: "If you exchange your life for the answer to this question, do you think it's enough?"

His originally clear eyes suddenly became sharp, his eyes were like swords and swords. Looking at Mr. Leng Qin, the silent and silent Yuntai, as if he was under a strong pressure, began to sink inch by inch.

Mr. Leng Qin said calmly: "Brother Li has a huge magic power. If you want my life, it is indeed easy, but you can only do things. The Qinglong Society also has rules, I am afraid you will be disappointed."

His body emits bright white light, which is the manifestation of his practice of the Spring and Autumn Annals and Qigong to the extreme.

At the same time, a momentum that wealth and honor cannot be lustful, and power cannot be betrayed suddenly emerges, making people feel that he is more determined than to be broken.

In the distant outskirts of the capital, there is a mysterious villa inside, and there is a mysterious space. A huge ancient book with strings of runes appearing around the golden color, which is in the center of the space.

Not far from the ancient book, there are two golden dragons and fire dragons imprisoned in chains. The scales are clearly distinguished. The fire dragon spits out dragon flames on the mouth and lands on the ground, revealing the cloud platform where Li Zhichang and Leng Qin are located.

Fire Dragon said: "Can the Witch Master see the origin of this person?" He actually spoke, but his voice was gloomy and somewhat unspeakable.

Another golden dragon said: "Dongji Yi Wood is a must-have item for practicing Taiyi True Art. Does this person have anything to do with the Qing Emperor?"

His voice was clearer than the Fire Dragon, not as gloomy as it was.

Fire Dragon said: "The Qing Emperor had disappeared in ancient times. The divine soil that planted Dongji Yi Wood also disappeared with the Qing Emperor. Where can I find Dongji Yi Wood in this world?"

Jinlong was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "There is a place there."

Its dragon eyes suddenly shot out a column of light and fell into the mirror image of Mr. Leng Qin in the dragon flame.

Mr. Leng Qin was trembling all over at this moment, and the white light on his body instantly converged. His pupils turned golden, and he said lightly to Li Zhichang: "I can tell you the whereabouts of Dongji Yimu."

Li Zhichang felt that Mr. Leng Qin was completely different from before. His power actually had a mysterious majesty, which made people unconsciously surrender.

In addition to being like flesh and body, the whole person suddenly became another one.

Li Zhichang squinted his eyes and said softly: "Who are you?"

With his cultivation and knowledge, of course, it can be seen that Leng Qin's body was forcibly occupied by someone. However, Leng Qin's body is not an ordinary person, and he is easily taken away from the control of the body. The methods of the person coming are really extraordinary. Even if he is like the Nine-tailed Demon Saint, it may not be easy to do so, unless otherwise.

"You can call me Wu Zun. I can make the decision on the Qinglong Society. Now I can tell you the whereabouts of Dongji Yimu for free, but I'm afraid you won't dare to go."

"It seems that this is good for you."

Soon, Li Zhichang walked out of Lengqin Pavilion.

The mysterious witch master just now told him that the private seal that the current Emperor of Daxia carved with him was carved from Dongji Yi wood.

This is hard to tell the truth. Even if it is true, does he still have to take the private seal from the emperor?

Moreover, this mysterious witch master is always in it with the intention of using his mind.

It can be seen that Mr. Leng Qin was just the person who was pushed to the front desk by the mysterious witch, and there may be something shameful about it.

Judging from the current situation, it is very necessary for him to condense the true body of the wonderful Tao.

Perhaps the Nine-tailed Demon Saint may not be able to kill him, but the Black Mountain Old Demon should have the means to completely make him die. Even if the Black Mountain Old Demon will not cause trouble for him, placing his own destiny on luck is not something a real strong person should do.

No matter what the witch said, whether it is true or false, he must go to the capital to determine whether it is true or false.

At the same time, he is at the center of the world. Even if the Nine-tailed Demon Saint is found after a while, he may not be able to do his best. He has some concerns, which increases Li Zhichang's confidence in confronting the Nine-tailed Demon Saint.

Moreover, the struggle with the Nine-tailed Demon Saint did have a considerable effect on his state of mind. Even if Li Zhichang knew that he could hand over Qingfeng, he could resolve the misunderstanding between the two, and was unwilling to do so.

After all, it is hard to find the next one with such a suitable whetstone as the Nine-tailed Demon Saint.

The world of Emei is beautiful and the world of Qingcheng is quiet.

The mountains and rivers in Shu are clear and strange. Not only are there sword immortals often appearing, but there are also many powerful dragons, snakes and grass hidden in the Qingcheng Mountains that stretch for more than a few miles.

Such monsters, such as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, are absorbed by the essence of the sun and the moon, and do not poison the creatures. They just need to obtain the Taoist priests of previous generations, and can use this fish to leap into dragons and enter the great path of cultivation, which is much stronger than the thousand-year-old tree monster.

And deep in Qingcheng Mountain, in the vast clouds and mist, surrounded by several mountains, there is a lake covered with clouds and smoke.

Under the clouds and mist, the lake waves were quiet, and a white python suddenly exposed the snake's head to the water surface, spitting out a white inner elixir with bright light, which was bright and round, and the inner elixir was as big as a human fist.

A lightning flashed down from the sky and fell on the inner elixir without any damage.

There was no rain in the sky, the clouds were rolling, and lightning was slashing down one by one, and there were nine strokes. Once it didn't fall, it all hit the inner elixir.

The inner elixir became smaller and smaller, but became more and more solid. After the last lightning fell, the white python spitted out and rolled the inner elixir back into his mouth.

Then suddenly, the snake skin of the white python suddenly faded away in the clear lake water, revealing a wonderful body.

The snake skin fell on the jade man's hand and turned into a white silk dress with gold edges.

The delicate ankles were exposed on the water surface, and I saw a white-clothed priest standing quietly by the lake. His appearance was unparalleled, elegant and elegant, with a golden white dress and silk. His gorgeous face, bright eyes and favored, his skin as white as cream, smooth as crisp. He was pure and charming, and his pure and beautiful. He was as beautiful as a fairy, and his face was as beautiful as a flower. He was extremely handsome, and he had a touch of beauty, beautiful, and softer than that flower.

She was quite satisfied with her face, with a flushing glow on her face and looking at her. She showed a happy and joyful look, like a flower blooming, and was infinitely beautiful, like a heavenly being. The charming and beautiful charm in her behavior is truly a rare extremely beautiful woman in heaven and earth.

Even the heaven and earth held their breath and were amazed by it. It was incredible that fate was so good.

She was transformed by the white python. She accidentally obtained the legacy of the mother of Lishan a thousand years ago and entered the path of cultivation. After practicing Taoism for thousands of years, she finally survived three heavenly tribulations. She lacked a little opportunity to practice perfectly.

The mother of Lishan is an ancient immortal, and the legacy left by her is extraordinary. Not only does she have profound magic power, but she has few people in the world who can achieve it even if she is in the Taoist world.

The heart and soul are coming, and I know that Guanyin Master will show his sage in Lingying Temple on Putuo Mountain soon.

Although there is endless mountains and rivers to go to Putuo Mountain this time, it is not out of reach for her.

With the opportunity to achieve enlightenment, you can ask Guanyin Master at that time.

Although she is a demon clan, she is the authentic mother of Lishan. When it comes to orthodoxy, even in today's world, there are few qi-cultivators from both Buddhism and Taoism who are from Buddhism and Taoism who are of her origin. Guanyin Master naturally would not make things difficult for her because of her mother of Lishan.

Out of confidence in her own numerology, she certainly knew that she would not get nothing this time.

A piece of training cut through the sky and disappeared in an instant.

It startled the dream of the dust in Donghua, and Cangzhou is home everywhere.

The mountain man planted his own three-pearl tree, and the angel rode on the August raft.

The plum blossoms are left with red elixirs as red as oranges, and the dates are sent more than melons during the holidays.

The Golden Immortal said speechlessly, the little white flowers in the secluded rocks were filled with spring.

A seven-character regulated verse chanted by Li Zhichang. It is particularly prominent among the crowded believers.

At this time, a scholar said, "Puo Mountain is a Buddhist holy place. Why did the Taoist thoughts arise from brother-in-law?"

Today is the 19th day of February, which is the birth of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who came to the world, so it is the annual event of Putuo Mountain. Therefore, today, anyone with the conditions around Zhejiang Province will come to witness this excitement.

Putuo Mountain is extremely vast, with countless temples on it.

But another person beside the scholar said, "I don't know anything about Longtan. This Putuo Mountain is also the temple of Guanyin Master. Before Guanzi Bodhisattva entered the Buddha, he was a Taoist sage, compassionate Taoist. Therefore, Putuo Mountain is a place where Buddhas and Taos flow together, and there are the mystery of the Buddhas and Taos that Bodhisattvas said back then that Buddha was originally Tao."

Li Zhichang chuckled softly and said, "This brother is really good at Taiwan."

In the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, the literati here have a broader understanding.

The scholar, known as Longtan, said, "Brother Zhu was awarded the imperial examination at the age of 20, so he is naturally very powerful."

When Li Zhichang heard this, he looked at Zhu Juren more. The place in Zhejiang Province has a strong literary style and many talents. It is much harder to pass the imperial examination here than in other places. It can be said that it is extremely cruel. Some people joke that even if you pass the imperial examination, it is much easier than if you pass the imperial examination in Zhejiang Province.

Today happened to be a Buddhist event, and the characters were full of energy. Li Zhichang had no energy. At this time, he looked at the scholar named Zhu. As expected, Wen Siquan was very extraordinary.

He originally made up his mind to go to the capital, but he happened to encounter this annual event. In addition, Putuo Mountain is a pure Buddhist place, which is quite mysterious, so he couldn't help but want to take advantage of this tour.

Unexpectedly, if you recite a poem casually, you can meet such a person.

The names on both sides are shared. Zhu Juren is called Zhu Yangping and his friends are called Meng Longtan. They are all from Yuhang. The three of them chat casually.

Li Zhichang smiled and talked about it, and every sentence was allusioned. Because the three of them talked about the overseas customs and cultures, they were even more magnificent and fantastic, which made them amazed.

Before they knew it, the three of them wandered around and arrived at a temple.

The temple is not very spacious, and there seems to be few people coming, and there is only an old monk with white hair hanging his eyebrows guarding it.

Even if today is an annual event, there is no incense here. You can imagine how deserted it is here in normal times.

Meng Longtan was a kind-hearted person, so he persuaded the two to worship the Bodhisattva in the temple, and at the same time he gave some incense and oil money to help the poor old monk.

The old monk rarely met a pilgrimage, and seemed to be very enthusiastic because of this. He sorted out his clothes to greet him and guided the three of them to visit the temple.

Finally, when I arrived in the hall, there was no statue of the Bodhisattva's golden body inside. At that time, the murals on the walls on both sides were very exquisite, and the characters on them were lifelike.

I saw the palaces and pavilions, with a wonderful scenery. There was an empty lotus platform inside, surrounded by many Buddhist children, and outside were many scattered flowers, all of which were beautiful and beautiful.

Meng Longtan said curiously: "Master, the murals here are really exquisite. Even if Wu Daozi is reborn, it is just like this, but why didn't he see the Bodhisattva?"

The old monk laughed and said, "The Bodhisattva was born today. You will see him after a while."

Meng Longtan laughed and said, "Master is confused."

At this time, a beautiful man in white came in outside, with bright eyes and white teeth, and bright eyes.
To be continued...