In the evening, a team of people arrived at the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

The fat deacon clasped his hands together and greeted him with a smile.

"Amitabha, how many Tan Yue pray for blessings? Or fulfill his vow?"

Zheng Tu took the portrait from the hand of a man beside him and opened it.

"Where are these three people?"

The fat deacon was stunned and turned to laugh and said, "Amitabha, Tan Yue should be better off sautumn first, so I will tell Tan Yue slowly."

"Bang!"

Zheng Tu raised his hand and slapped the fat deacon three times, bleeding from the corner of his nose and mouth.

"Ah...Amitabha, why did Tan Yue move roughly..."

"Bang!"

The fat deacon was hit on the round belly again, and his body of more than 300 kilograms flew backwards, smashing the wooden door of the hall.

The monks in the hall heard the sound and ran out one after another.

"Why hit someone!"

"Call the police!"

The cold light flashed, the sharp sword was unsheathed and placed on the shoulder of the fat deacon, and the monks shut up one after another.

Zheng Tu said coldly: "Speak up, I will spare you if you don't die, otherwise I will cut off your pig's head and offer it to your Buddha!"

"No, no!" The fat deacon trembled like a sieve: "They are going to find the Shenyin Temple!"

"Shenyin Palace?" Zheng Tu frowned and said to the person behind him: "Go to check the Shenyin Palace!"

At this moment, Bai Fengjiu and the others were already a hundred miles away.

The further southwest you go, the more rugged the road, the winding mountain road is dangerous and gentle, and you will fall off the cliff if you are not careful and will never be reborn.

After driving along the way, Tang Xiaomi and Gu Youqing were exhausted. At Bai Fengjiu's request, they found a secluded place to rest by the wind.

A fire broke out on the ground, and Tang Xiaomi took out a blanket from the car and covered Bai Fengjiu.

"It's cold in the mountains tonight, be careful not to catch a cold."

Bai Fengjiu smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Tang Xiaomi smiled and picked up the hair in her ears. Her hair grew a lot, adding a bit of femininity.

Bai Fengjiu said: "You go and rest first, you have to drive tomorrow morning."

Tang Xiaomi nodded, took out the sleeping bag from the car, found a flat place to lay it in, and soon, a uniform and heavy breathing sound came.

She was too tired and had been running away for more than ten days. Tang Xiaomi was in a state of tension and had to spend energy on finding a way to cure Bai Fengjiu.

Now that I finally found a solution, the tight string gradually relaxed.

Looking at Tang Xiaomi who was sleeping sweetly, Bai Fengjiu sighed secretly.

The two of them have not been together for a long time and their relationship is not very deep. However, this girl actually rescued him from the fire regardless of the danger of her life, and even opposed the martial arts alliance and led him to escape.

Bai Fengjiu has lived for 100,000 years, how could she not see Tang Xiaomi’s thoughts? But Bai Fengjiu doesn’t understand why she fell in love with her?

Even because of the days of traveling together and the night of expressing your heart?

Bai Fengjiu shook her head. She couldn't protect herself now. Even if she arrived at the Divine Sound Palace, it was still a question whether she could cure her. Now she thought that these children had a love relationship was really unnecessary.

Turning his head, Bai Fengjiu looked at Gu Youqing beside him.

He still remained silent, broke the dry branches with his hands and added firewood to the fire.

Gu Youqing seemed to feel Bai Fengjiu's gaze and raised her head and smiled.

"Master, don't worry, Qin Emperor will definitely help you heal your injuries."

Bai Fengjiu smiled, Gu Youqing's tone was very firm, as if she was fully confident.

In the abandoned factory, Gu Youqing was opened to meridians and turned from a martial arts master to a cultivation master, or in the Golden Pill stage.

Bai Fengjiu has also encountered this situation. Someone has practiced Qi since childhood, but he was stuck at one level and could not break through, and then turned to practice martial arts again.

When he fought with the enemy once, his martial arts cultivation was abolished, but his cultivation level was broken through, and he then killed the enemy.

This is probably the case with Gu Youqing.

In Jiuhua Mountain, when Gu Youqing saw the three words "Divine Sound Hall" on the letter paper, his strange expression on his face flashed, but he was still captured by Bai Fengjiu.

After 100,000 years of human affairs, Bai Fengjiu saw through the fact that he had a close relationship with the Shenyin Palace at a glance. The expression on his face included anger, resentment, and homesickness.

Bai Fengjiu reached out and patted Gu Youqing on the knee.

"Xiaoqing, if you don't want to, we won't go to the Shenyin Temple."

Gu Youqing suddenly raised his head and his voice immediately increased: "No! You must go, this is the only hope to heal your wounds, and we cannot give up!"

Feeling that he was a little out of control, Gu Youqing breathed a sigh of relief and his person shrank a little in an instant.

"Master, don't worry, everything will be fine, take a break early, we still have to rush to go tomorrow."

Gu Youqing took two sleeping bags from the car and spread them, helped Bai Fengjiu get in, and zipped up the zipper.

After doing all this, Gu Youqing got into the sleeping bag himself. Although he was exhausted, he was not sleepy at all.

He raised his head, his eyes shining through the sparse leaves, the blue and ink night sky was dotted with stars, and his mind was in chaos.

I don’t know how long it took, Gu Youqing’s eyelids became heavy, slowly closed, and fell asleep.

Gu Youqing dreamed, and the dream was messy, and various characters appeared in turn, with swords and swords flying everywhere.

In the early morning, a drop of crystal dew fell from the leaves and hit Gu Youqing's eyebrows.

He opened his eyes, his face full of fatigue, as if he had experienced a century.

After breathing a long sigh, Gu Youqing came out of her sleeping bag.

Tang Xiaomi also woke up from her sleep. After a night of rest, she became much more energetic.

The three of them washed up, ate some food simply, and then drove to the southwest.

The further southwest, the mountain road became more rugged and steep, and finally the asphalt road turned into gravel roads, and the smoke from cooking was gone. They arrived at the rarely visited southern Xinjiang.

After walking for another three days, the long-distance van finally set off.

Gu Youqing opened the hood, and a thick smoke came out, and flames jumped.

Tang Xiaomi held the fire extinguisher and put out the flames from the engine. Gu Youqing cleaned the flame retardant powder, checked it, and shook his head.

“Scrapped.”

Bai Fengjiu got out of the car and looked at the vast mountains and forests.

"Let's go."

The three of them kept their luggage, sleeping bags and other things, and only brought drinking water and food. Of course, these things were carried by Gu Youqing and Tang Xiaomi. Bai Fengjiu had difficulty walking, so it was even more impossible to carry things.

From noon to dark, the three of them only walked less than ten miles. Bai Fengjiu was panting, her clothes were soaked in sweat. Every step she took was like stepping on a knife mountain, and her heart-wrenching pain came.

Gu Youqing's face was heavy. They were moving too slowly. If they continued like this, they would probably be next year when they arrived at the Shenyin Hall.

There are pursuers behind them, and the people from the Wulin League must be looking for them all over the world, and they may have even learned about their coming to the Shenyin Temple.

Gu Youqing threw his backpack to the ground.

"Master, I'll carry you."

Just then, a camel ringing sound came from behind.

The three of them turned around and saw a team of horse gangs walking on the mountain road.

All the macaque horses, carrying goods on their backs, were slowly walking towards this side under the guidance of the horse gang. The macaque horse took a step, and the brass bells on their necks shaking, making a crisp sound, echoing in the valley.

Tang Xiaomi smiled.
Chapter completed!