After taking the fanatical monk into his sect, the middle-aged man in excellent clothes said to everyone: "You can come with me too."

Immediately, the monks could not control their joy in their faces and kowtowed repeatedly.

The middle-aged man looked at the place where Xuandu was, his eyes flashed, but he did not do any other moves. He spread his sleeves and a breeze rose up, rolling everyone up and leaving.

When Xuandu saw him leaving, he couldn't help but feel relieved. Judging from his eyes that he had been in the master's alchemy room for so many years, this person is definitely not inferior to the Wannian Dan Ling.

When Xuandu thought of the terrible parts of those elixirs, his heart trembled a little.

If he takes action, he will definitely not be the opponent of this person.

I looked around again and found that the caves were empty everywhere. After this, I was afraid that he would be the only one left in Zhouza.

This is good, so as not to move again, it seems that this is a good thing.

Thinking of this in his heart, Xuandu quickly returned to the cave with a nine-headed golden lion.

It’s so dangerous outside, but if you are not careful, you will be gone. It’s still safe for the cave.

In this way, Xuandu stayed in this cave for five years, and many monks who came here to open the cave were taken to the disciples by the middle-aged man.

In the second year, Xuandu set up a gate of the escape gate in the cave and moved the entire cave away.

He couldn't sleep well if he was a neighbor of such a weird person.

...

Before we knew it, two more rounds of spring and autumn passed.

On this day, at the foot of the mountain, a cart dragged by sixteen strange beasts came in the air, and then followed a team of soldiers with a rainbow of momentum.

A young man with a feather crown and short beard sitting in the car, and a soldier came to the car and reported: "Young Master Zhou, there seems to be a monk in front of you who has built a hut here. Do you want to go around?"

Master Zhou said, "No, meeting is fate."

As he said that, he got off the car by himself, looked at the hill in front of him for a while, and walked with his followers for more than half an hour, and said, "Young Master, there is no way ahead."

When Mr. Zhou looked at him, he saw the clouds and mist in front of him, and he had some knowledge. He had seen many magic circles of cultivators in the tribe in the past, but he never had the strange feeling in front of him. After thinking about it, he bowed to the front and shouted: "Ask the absurd to bother, Ji Zhou, the young master of the Zhou tribe, is the master here?"

After a while, a cheerful voice was heard, saying, "Come to come up the mountain."

Immediately, Master Zhou saw that the clouds and mist in front of him were suddenly pushed away from both sides by an invisible big hand, revealing a mountain road.

The group walked along the mountain road. After a while, they reached the top of the mountain, turned over a large rock, and a wide hall appeared in front of them.

As soon as Mr. Zhou and his party arrived, a voice came out from inside and said, "Mr. Zhou, please come in and talk."

Mr. Zhou did not doubt that he was there. He turned around and took care of him, only one attendant followed. All the attendants remained in the outer room and then walked into the hall.

As soon as I arrived at the inner room, I couldn't help but feel a little lost. The hall was really simple and there was nothing else except a high platform at the end.

At this moment, a young monk stood on the platform, with a nine-gold lion lying beside him.

Master Zhou calmed down and stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Is it the master here?"

Xuandu made a gesture to the side and asked, "Please sit down with a guest."

His terrain is remote. Apart from the nine-headed golden lion, the rare creatures made him think that he had been sent to a remote place by the Exit Realm Sect. Although this suited him very much, he also felt too lonely.

The nine-headed golden lion has the most say in this regard. He always feels that the human with the fish lips has looked at him very wrong recently, and it is quite lukewarm and has a hint of chill.

Master Zhou thanked him, walked onto the stage, sat down on the guest seat, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the nine-headed golden lion that was close to him. I don't know if he was dazzled or had hallucinations, but he seemed to see a trace of green light in the eighteen golden pupils.

After calming down, Master Zhou dissipated the unreasonable chill in his heart. However, the followers behind him looked nervous. Facing this strange beast, they were so close to his master...

Xuandu smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this is my mount. He has a gentle temperament and never hurts people."

Master Zhou reached out and told the follower not to be too nervous, and praised him: "The Taoist master has great magical powers and subdue such strange beasts!"

Xuandu smiled and waved his sleeves, and saw smoke rising. There were two lotus leaves on it, carrying two exquisite white porcelain tea cups. They fell before the host and guest, and said, "Please."

Master Zhou picked it up with one hand and took it lightly. At first, there was no smell, but after a moment, a trace of sweet fragrance soaked the spiritual platform, as if his soul was soaked in the fairy spring, and his whole body was relaxed for a moment.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed: "Good tea."

Xuandu said: "This is the spiritual tea that I planted in my spare time. It is not a rare thing. If the guests like it, just pick some before leaving."

Mr. Zhou thanked him and felt that Xuandu was peaceful and was not a person who was not easy to talk to, so he started talking to him. Xuandu hadn't seen anyone for a long time, so he enjoyed it.

During his conversation, Xuandu learned about Prince Zhou's identity, who was the head of the Western princes of the Shang Dynasty, the humanitarian overlord in this world. He was considered to be of noble status, but he was sent to Chaoge as his host.

A few years ago, Chaoge had a strange wind. Not only did the prince disappear, but his son fainted because of this strange wind. After waking up, he did not know his relatives, friends and parents, and did not know his own name. He still has no cure for this. For this reason, Mr. Zhou visited famous mountains and rivers, and strange people and strange things, but he was not successful in asking for help.

Today I came out to relax, but I came here accidentally.

Xuandu thought for a while, and he had a great conversation with Mr. Zhou. After thinking for a while, he said, "If the master is more trustful than me, you might as well bring the son here."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou was not very excited, probably because he had been disappointed too many times in the past few years. Now he has basically given up and just wants to make more plans for his beloved son in the future, but on the surface he still has to act like he wants, after all, this is the other party's will.

He explained the cause of his beloved son in detail, and at the end, he sighed.

Xuandu said: "What is the reason for the son? It is still difficult to tell at this moment. Only by sending the son to this place can I know after I have seen it."

Master Zhou stood up, bowed his hand, and said, "If it can be cured, Zhou should give all his strength to repay him, but if he wants, he will follow everything."

After another conversation, Mr. Zhou said goodbye to the mountain. Even though he had no hope for it, he hurriedly took out his beloved son and sent it to the mountain himself.

As they came and went, they were sent to the hall at noon the next day and carried them into the hall.

Xuandu looked at it and found that the other party was just a teenager who had just turned ten years old. Judging from his appearance, he was originally smart, but at this moment he leaned on a rattan chair with his eyes blank, his mouth was saliva from time to time, and his limbs were soft and weak, looking stupid.

Xuandu looked at it, looked again, and then looked aside, and finally couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, he still looked down on himself too highly.

When Mr. Zhou smiled at Mr. Zhou who looked "accustomed" and Xuandu took out a pill from his sleeve. It was golden and a pill fragrance filled the hall. He stretched out his fingers, and a wisp of smoke entered and turned around. After a half moments, he came to the young man, pressed the pill on his eyebrows and then went in.

If everything is not decided, you can use elixirs (note: produced by Danfang).

For Xuandu, nothing can be solved by the elixir produced by Danfang. Pills can save people, and elixirs that produce Dan Ling can not only save people, but also kill people.

Although he couldn't tell what poison or strange spell this young man had, the pills produced by the Danfang could solve the problem.

If one doesn’t work, just two, and if two doesn’t work, just three, it can always be solved.

For Mr. Zhou, he had just tried it, and he didn't give much hope. Therefore, when he saw Xuan Du's face, he was not disappointed. He had become accustomed to this situation, but... he was afraid of everything in this world, but he never expected that the Taoist priest who had just met seemed to be a little sure. Seeing the pill, hope rose in his heart for no reason.

Master Zhou asked tightly, "Master, what's wrong?"

Xuandu pondered for a moment, organized a speech, and said, "The son was blocked by a strange aura, and his mind was blinded. Now I have used the power of the pill to dissolve it, and it is no problem. Master Zhou can take him to rest in the side palace. After waking up, he will be able to restore Qingming Festival."

Prince Zhou thanked him repeatedly, and ordered people to take his beloved son down, then sat down and waited.

Half an hour later, a servant came to whisper a few times. His body shook, he got up, bent down to Xuandu and bowed heavily, and said excitedly: "Zhou, here I thank Taoist Master for his life-saving grace."

Xuandu straightened his body and said, "It's just a matter of raising his hands."

Master Zhou said solemnly: "This is a great kindness. After returning, a great gift will be presented. In the future, no matter what the Taoist priest has to give, he just needs a word and Zhou will do his best and spare no cost."

at the same time.

On the land where Xuandu first came, a middle-aged man dressed in a very good manner frowned. He pointed to the calculation, his face darkened, and he sneered: "I saw that you were extraordinary and didn't want to provoke you. I didn't want to make trouble for me, so I dared not keep you!"

As he said that, he shook his body and had already reached the clouds, turning into the wind and coming to the mysterious place.

The middle-aged man came to search for his aura and instantly came to the hill where Xuandu was. However, the hill was covered by magic circles, and it looked like a fog and could not see anything clearly.

He snorted, his magic eyes spread out, and he waved all his magic power, pressing down like a sky-turning force.

The middle-aged man took action with confidence, thinking that he could flatten the land here in one fell swoop, and even restrained himself a little in order not to cause unnecessary trouble.

However, what surprised him was that his magic power was pressing on the formation, but only layers of ripples appeared, like water ripples for a long time, but in just a moment he recovered as before.

He frowned and sneered, "There are some tricks."

With his realm, he had not seen through how this formation resisted his magic power. It seemed that this son's origin was quite extraordinary. He calculated it and it would probably take some effort to remove this formation.

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and the middle-aged man began to recite scriptures from his mouth.

Immediately, countless fine seal scripts, octagonal drooping lights, and golden, evolved into magic lights, and then they ran into the formation like ferocious beasts in an extremely crazy way.

At this moment, Xuan Du was talking to Mr. Zhou, who heard the rumbling sound of the outside, as if the thunder sounded in his ears, and he looked shocked, "What happened outside?"

Xuandu was very calm and said, "Someone is attacking my cave."

"What?"

Master Zhou was shocked and stood up suddenly.

Xuandu comforted him and said, "Don't panic. I have magic circles to protect me. No matter how this person attacks, I can't get in for a while."

So, he came in a while later! Seeing Xuandu's expression calm, Master Zhou was speechless for a moment.

Xuandu said: "When foreign enemies arrive, they may not be able to greet Mr. Zhou for a while."

Master Zhou hurriedly said, "No obstacle, no obstacle."

I went to the side hall randomly and saw that my beloved son had woken up, spoke clearly, just like ordinary people, and I felt happy in my heart. I also thought that if Xuandu could not stop the foreign enemy, I might have lost my life.

But he was unable to do anything at this time. Although he was noble in Chaoge, he was just a proton and his sermon had very low cultivation, so he could only wait nervously.

Xuandu was not panicked at all about being attacked by his cave. He didn't know how many times he played with other friends in this kind of game, and he was tired of it.

After sitting down on the cushion, I pinched a seal and a light mirror appeared. In just a flash, I reflected the scene outside.

When Xuandu saw the middle-aged man's appearance, he immediately recognized him. This was the weird man who chanted scriptures and seduced monks.

Xuandu felt that he was innocent and a little aggrieved. He asked himself that there was no grudge between him and he even moved.

Unexpectedly, this person didn't let him go. It's been several years since I haven't forgotten him yet. What kind of grudge is this?

However, the urgent thing now is to deal with this matter first.

Judging from this person's posture, Xuandu, who has rich experience, can tell at a glance that the other party wanted to use it to waste the inspiration of the big array. This is also the most useful move for those cultivators with mysterious formations and low cultivation.

No matter how mysterious or even mysterious your formation is, it doesn’t require much magic power, but you have to host it yourself, and there is an article here.

However, he spent a lot of effort to set up this formation and considered it in all aspects. If it was so easy to be broken, how could he dare to gain a foothold here?

It’s not a big deal to just take it so hard. Not to mention anything else, he still has a guest here, so he can’t stay here all the time.

He thought for a moment, because the two skills were too different, and he could not go out to face the enemy.

Then, you can only use external objects.
Chapter completed!