As soon as he heard the word "master", Fang Zijie couldn't hide the joy on his face: "Brother Wang is worthy of having heavenly spiritual roots. He is so powerful. Hurry up and go to the temple to see Uncle Long!"

Qi Yuhui saw Fang Zijie's expression and smiled: "Look, you are about to meet your sweetheart. You are smiling like a rotten orange!"

Fang Zijie scratched his head, grinning from ear to ear with joy.

Wang Shuo suddenly asked: "Uncle Long? According to this surname, are you from Longjiabao?"

Fang Zijie nodded: "Exactly, many sects in the Demonic Way have people from the Long Family Fort, and basically all of them are named Long! As for this Uncle Long, he is the cousin of the Master Long and the Second Master Long, who have been together for hundreds of years.

I have been a disciple at Jiuling Peak before!"

Wang Shuo nodded: "That's it!"

He killed Uncle Long's two cousins. I wonder if she would be able to settle down if she found out. Of course, all this is just Wang Shuo's imagination and there is absolutely no way it will be exposed.

As they were talking, the three of them walked along the stone bridge and arrived in front of the first hall. It was from this hall that bursts of chanting came from.

I saw a very beautiful woman sitting in front of the hall. She was dressed in white clothes and a white skirt, with long hair spread loosely, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, and her eyes closed tightly. She should be the Uncle Long mentioned by Fang Zijie.

On each side of him sat a female disciple, equally beautiful in appearance, but a little less divine.

There were hundreds of female disciples in white sitting down, all sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Fang Zijie's eyes immediately locked on the female disciple on Master Long's left. His heart tightened immediately and he elbowed Gong Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo looked at him in confusion. Fang Zijie raised his eyebrows and whispered in Wang Shuo's ear: "The one on the left!"

After hearing this, Wang Shuo smiled and looked towards the front of the hall, but his eyes were attracted by Uncle Long, and he sighed in his heart: "You are as beautiful as a living Bodhisattva!"

Qi Yuhui also looked towards the front of the hall: "Uncle Long is more beautiful, why don't you like him?"

Fang Zijie shook his head: "I am a senior, how dare I! How could you have such a thought? You are so bold, you are not afraid of being laughed at by the world!"

Wang Shuo touched Qi Yuhui's head: "Although she looks cute on the outside, she has a lot of bad ideas in her heart!"

The three of them waited outside the hall for a full hour before the chanting stopped. A group of female disciples opened their eyes, stood up, saluted Uncle Long in front of them, and then exited the hall one after another.

As they passed by the three people, the disciples just glanced at them casually and ignored them.

Fang Zijie elbowed Wang Shuo again, raised his brows and said proudly: "Brother Wang, go quickly!"

Wang Shuo frowned: "Isn't it too rash to go directly to Senior Long?"

"No, Uncle Long regards all things as normal, and he won't care no matter what your cultivation level is!"

Wang Shuo nodded, walked through countless white clothes, and arrived in front of the woman in front of the hall. The woman's eyes were still drooping, like a stone statue.

When they met Wang Shuo, the female disciples on both sides said: "Master, there is an outsider here again!"

But the woman did not respond, and Wang Shuo was not in a hurry, so he waited quietly.

Fang Zijie and Qi Yuhui stood outside the hall: "Don't we go in?"

Fang Zijie waved his hand: "No need, when the time comes the two people discussing Tao cannot be seen or heard by others, so even if we go in, we will be kicked out when the time comes!"

Qi Yuhui nodded, but there was still confusion in his eyes.

After all the female disciples had left, the woman said: "Xu Yuan, Xu Fang, you two are so good at entertaining guests!"

The two female disciples said in unison: "Yes!"

Then he walked out of the lobby and came to Fang Zijie and Qi Yuhui: "You two, please come this way!"

Qi Yuhui was stunned and looked at Wang Shuo in the lobby: "Ah! This..."

Fang Zijie looked at the person in front of him, and the Zhuge smile on his face was unmistakable: "Oh, just wait until Brother Wang comes out with his explanation, Yu Hui, don't worry!"

After saying that, he pulled Qi Yuhui and followed the two female disciples to another place. Qi Yuhui turned back three times at a step until he turned a corner and Wang Shuo disappeared from his eyes.

As Fang Zijie walked, he couldn't help but get closer to the woman in front of him: "Junior Sister Xu Fang, do you still remember me? I'm Senior Brother Fang. You and I met when we were shopping that day!"

When Fang Zijie's voice disappeared from Wang Shuo's ears, the wooden doors of the lobby closed with a clang, leaving only Wang Shuo facing the woman named Long.

"Junior Wang Yue of the Black Spirit Sect has come to ask for advice from my senior!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman named Long opened her eyes, her eyes as clear as water.

The moment she opened her eyes, branches were growing everywhere in the lobby, flowers were blooming, and birds and insects were flying.

Wang Shuo's face was expressionless, and he could see through these illusions at a glance. Although they were low-level, these flowers, birds and insects were transformed very delicately.

"Fellow Taoist has a stunning appearance, but he wants to turn into this ordinary skin to show people. He is already a golden elixir stage monk, and he still calls me senior. There is an evil energy all over his body, but there is no inner demon intrusion!" As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she

Turning Wang Shuo's disguise upside down, he almost revealed that he was a nine-tailed fox!

Wang Shuo looked at the woman with a slightly frightened expression. After hesitating for a moment, a flash of light appeared around him, revealing his original appearance and transforming into a white dress.

"Wang Shuo, do you recognize me?"

The woman smiled slightly: "Long Lan, you must be the one who started the last battle between good and evil. In the past, I only heard about it in the book, but I didn't expect that you and I would meet each other by fate! It is true that Jiuling Peak belongs to the devil's path.

Belonging to a neutral sect, although it has not participated in the battle between good and evil, the history books have never been left behind!"

"Longlan!" Wang Shuo read the name and smiled in his heart: If you knew that I killed your two cousins, how could you still sit still like this?

"Since fellow Taoist Wang Shuo is here, no matter which of my fellow disciples or sisters you are asking for advice from, I'm afraid it's because the demonic obstacles in your heart are difficult to get rid of. Why don't you come and listen!" Long Lan said softly.

Hearing this, Wang Shuo was stunned for a moment, and everything in his memory came out, and he sat down cross-legged: "On that day, during the battle between good and evil, many people thought that I was not at fault, but I can't forgive myself after all!"

Long Lan sighed: "Because of my murderous intention, I had to leave fellow Taoist Changkong and regret it?"

Wang Shuo gritted his teeth: "Yes!"

"The reason why people suffer is because they pursue the wrong thing!"

Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes and asked, "What I'm asking for is wrong?" Then his face gradually turned ferocious: "Why is what I'm asking for wrong? Why is it wrong for me and my senior sister to fall in love?"

Long Lan shook his head: "It's not that your love is wrong, but your love is the source of all the mistakes!"

Wang Shuo lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Long Lan. The two of them simultaneously released their spiritual consciousness to fight against each other.

Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness, which was comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, made Long Lan's pupils shrink, but then Wang Shuo frowned, and his powerful spiritual consciousness was actually forced back by Long Lan.

"How is that possible?" Wang Shuo said in despair.

"The spiritual consciousness reflects that the divine soul is powerful, and the divine soul is controlled by the state of mind. Fellow Taoist is confused!"
Chapter completed!