Taoist Master Tiemu has a good cultivation level. He observed the surrounding area with no abnormalities, so he knew that the person who came was even more than a hundred feet away.

He smiled slightly and said, "The owner of the manor waits for a moment. The old Taoist has something to do and he will go out for a while."

Ji Shan said: "The Taoist priest has something to do, so go and do it. If you want to come to me to drink tea, I will accompany you at any time."

Taoist Master Temu nodded with a smile and said, "Okay."

He shook the whisk, his toes were not lit, and when he reached mid-air, he turned into a sword light and left the hall. Without a mile, he saw a monk waiting under a cypress with a smile.

Taoist Master Tiemu has a vast relationship and never remembers seeing this monk. When he saw the other person standing under the cypress, his spirit was not at all, and he had a vague attitude of integrating with the cypress, he knew that this person was in a very good state.

He fell three feet away from the monk, and swept the dust, and the green cypress leaves on the ground rose up, like raining flowers on the sky, shooting towards the monk.

The monk had an extra kitchen knife in his hand. His wrist trembled and drew an oblique track. The knife light was born. In the blink of an eye, all the cypress leaves were broken and divided into two sections.

The wonderful use of strength, the skillful use of strength, and the accurate eyes are simply unheard of Taoist Tiemu.

Taoist Master Tiemu said in surprise: "The master has a great cultivation level."

When he saw that the monk had a trace of unfathomable depth, he wanted to test it.

The monk said, "I dare not, but I just cut vegetables on weekdays, so my knife skills are better than ordinary people. Taoist priest, I invite you out, and there is no malicious intention. I just want to pass some words to you by order and give you a piece of stuff at the same time."

Taoist Master Tiemu thought that this person was so great, but he was ordered to come. I wonder who he was ordered. Taoist Master Tiemu couldn't think of the people he knew that he could make the monk in front of him as his subordinates.

He said, "The old Taoist will listen carefully."

The monk smiled slightly, took out a thin jade book from the monk's robe, threw it gently, and the jade book slowly flew forward to Taoist Master Tiemu.

Taoist Master Tiemu was conspired by the four ghosts in western Hunan last time, so he is quite cautious now. He uses a whisk to catch the jade book and finds that there is no hidden force on it. He looked at it, his expression changed drastically, and said, "The jade liquid will return to the alchemy."

The monk smiled and said, "Yes, my master asked me to return the jade liquid to the alchemy and meridians to the original owner."

Taoist Master Temu said in surprise: "Your master is Mumako."

The monk said, "That's right."

Taoist Master Temu said angrily: "Why don't he dare to come to see me in person?"

The monk said, "My master said that the Taoist priest was afraid that he would not want to see him, so he asked me to return the things to you. He also said that he could no longer use the Jade Liquid Return to the Pill Sutra. Now there are some annotations he has made. The Taoist priest can carefully study them, and maybe he will gain something."

Taoist Master Temu couldn't help but say even more surprised: "You mean Mu Zhenzi actually practiced the jade liquid and the alchemy meridian."

He was both surprised and bitter. Practicing the Jade Liquid and Alchemy Sutra was his lifelong dream and his last wish. However, Mu Zhenzi had better qualifications than him, and he showed his extremely high sword talent when he was very young. When his master thought about the difficulty in practicing the Jade Liquid and Alchemy Sutra, he specially found a Wuwang Sword Sutra for Mu Zhenzi to practice. He did not disappoint his master's expectations. He was young and had already reached the house. At only fifty years old, he had rarely encountered an opponent among cultivators in the realm of the real person.

But just after Yizhe, Mu Zhenzi didn't know who had committed guilt and was abandoned. Therefore, Taoist Tiemu passed on the Jade Liquid Return to the Alchemy Sutra to him. After all, the Jade Liquid Return to the Alchemy Sutra is an authentic Taoist practice method. It attaches importance to the way of health and life, and can compensate for the hidden injuries left by Mu Zhenzi's body after being abandoned. However, he did not pass on the exercises in full, because he was afraid that Mu Zhenzi would be eager for quick success and instant benefits.

After all, the Jade Liquid and Alchemy Sutra is an authentic Taoist practice, and the practice progresses slowly. Taoist Master Temu wanted to wait until Mu Zhenzi understands the plain and natural way, and Ninghe Daoxin, and then hand over the complete method to him.

But because of this, Mu Zhenzi turned against him for the sake of Jade Liquid.

He thought about it and regretted it. Did he not teach Mu Zhenzi the complete jade liquid and the alchemy scripture at the beginning, which led to Mu Zhenzi's heart being bad?

But he was still quite angry. After all, for decades, how could Mumako not know that he had no idea of ​​hiding his own personalities?

But now Mu Zhenzi has practiced the Jade Liquid and Alchemy Sutra. Taoist Tiemu doesn’t know whether it is joy or sorrow, anyway, all kinds of flavors in his heart are mixed.

The monk said, "My master is now in a world of cultivation, which is more than a hundred times better than in the past. He has no resentment towards you, so he asked me to return the scriptures to you. I also hope that you will not cause trouble for him, otherwise it will be even more heartbreaking."

Taoist Master Temu said, "What kind of harmony can I have with him?"

The monk smiled and said, "As an outsider, I still want to say that the Taoist priest has not suffered any major damage in the end. Now the jade liquid has been returned to you. There is also the experience of my master's annotation, which is enough to repay the previous ones. I wonder if I can say so?"

Taoist Master Tiemu stroked his beard and said, "Yes, according to your words, I shouldn't have troubled him anymore. And what you mean, I'm definitely not his opponent now, but I still want to see him. It's okay if he takes my jade liquid and returns the alchemy scriptures, why do you still have to turn against your Taoist partner? Fellow Taoist Yu didn't dislike him for losing all his cultivation at that time. After taking care of him for a whole year, he became a heartless person, and he was really not a son of humanity."

The monk thought to himself: "It turns out that the Lord still owes a period of romantic debt."

He said, "This is my master's private matter. Why should Taoist priest ask? Since you are already under your command, I will say goodbye first."

After saying that, the monk took the step, and his blink of an eye was dozens of feet away.

Taoist Master Temu recognized this as the divine master of Nalanda Temple and said intimately: How did Mumako accept a Nalanda Temple as his subordinate?

He thought the matter was very strange, so he secretly used his escape technique to chase him.

The monk seemed to have noticed Taoist Master Tiemu was chasing him, so he took him around the dense forests between the mountains and rivers.

Finally, Taoist Master Tiemu lost the monk's tracks under a waterfall.

He secretly got angry and returned to Four Seasons Villa.

When I arrived at the village, I asked a servant, but I learned that Ji Shan was locking him in the study.

Taoist Master Temu thought that Mu Zhenzi sent someone to pass the message to him, so he might not have sent anyone to see Jishan. So he arrived at Jishan's study room and before he knocked on the door, he heard someone crying in the low voice.

Master Tiemu said: "Master, what happened to you."

Ji Shan said: "The Taoist priest is back, please come in."

His voice was choked.

Taoist Master Temu pushed the door and entered the place where Mujishan was. He was sitting upright in front of the desk, with a souvenir pressing on the inkstone on the table, which read:

The bun is loose and loose, and the dew is made of light makeup.

The green smoke and fog are covered with lightness, and the flying catkins are empty.

When we meet and fight, it is like not seeing each other, but how can we feel and be heartless?

After the music and singing, the wine is gone, and the moon slants in the deep courtyard is quiet.
Chapter completed!