Chapter 991 Xiaoya, Saint

A few days later, among a lush mountain range, Zhang Xiaohua and Meng were rushing to look at the scenery while watching Meng laughed: "I only think that the mountains in our incense sect are handsome. Now it seems that I am just a frog in the well. The scenery in this great river and mountain are very different, each with its own characteristics and its own wonders. Each place is no worse than the incense sect!"

"No, it's the place where Dalin Temple is located. The entire mountain range may not be smaller than the incense sect. The huge Guiyuan Pagoda feels no worse than Huanxu!"

"Fortunately, the door to the incense sect has been opened now, so there are opportunities to come out in the future. Perhaps after the martial arts conference, we will ask the leader for an errand and walk the surrounding mountains!"

Zhang Xiaohua stroked her hands and said, "That's right, that's what the Smiling and Proud Wanderer is! Unlike now, it's about to turn around just a few days after coming out!"

"I don't know what the mountain is called. We are just walking around. If we want to come in the future, it will be troublesome!"

"That's not easy? Just ask someone to ask!"

As she was talking, Zhang Xiaohua was suddenly stunned. Ri looked away thoughtfully. When she saw this, she turned her head. Before she could see clearly, there was a sound of weapons hitting her over there!

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaohua became even more strange and blurted out: "How could he be here?"

"Who?" Meng looked at the shadowy figure in the distance and said, "Can you actually see it?"

"Well, yes, a familiar person, so it looks easy to tell!"

"You met in the world before?" Meng said curiously.

"Yes, go and have a look. The person I know... seems to be unable to resist it!"

As they said that, the two of them rushed forward along the mountain road.

In just half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at the top of the mountain. At the top, there were more than a dozen people holding weapons and surrounding two carriages. In front of the carriage, there were two people, one big and one small, who looked about five or six years old. He was holding a toy sword in his hand and was fighting with a thin, young man who was about twenty years old. The sword in his hand was randomly striking, which was obviously really funny!

The big one next to him had a naked upper body, revealing his bulging arms, holding a Park knife in his hand, and was fighting another tall and fat man. The man also had a knife in his hand, but the knife was much thicker and wider than usual. When the swords of the two men touched one place, it exploded with countless sparks.

Zhang Xiaohua was on the mountain road and saw it with her spiritual sense, but she shook her head without realizing it.

He had already seen this man who was unfamiliar with sword skills, but he only relied on his arms to have some strength. His opponent seemed to be willing to give in and only face him with his sword, and did not take the opportunity to use killing moves. Therefore, he followed Meng along the mountain road!

Sure enough, the man shook Park's knife away with force, a little impatient, and said, "Qu Zhigao, do you think it's interesting? Some family has already given you hundreds of tricks. Don't you know that you are no match for some family at all? Why do you have to struggle unnecessary?"

The one who used Pu Dao was the artist who Zhang Xiaohua saved on the Luzhen Square in the early years, and his bone-condensing pill recipe was also obtained from the hands of this man named Qu Zhigao.

Qu Zhigao said angrily: "I naturally know that it is not your opponent, but... if you destroy my home and burn my house, can I still bow my knees and beg you for mercy?"

"You guy, you are so ungrateful. I just left Jingshan Villa and I just like your prescription, giving you face, and letting you deliver the prescription. The owner of the manor repeatedly persuaded him. Why can't you listen to it? Could it be that it was really a good word?"

"Ph" Qu Zhigao almost squirted on the man's face, shouting: "I'm so shameless. Qu's plaster is inherited by the ancestral tradition. How could you exchange it for ten taels of silver from Jingshan Villa? Now that I'm bullying me again, how can I... give it to you?"

"Haha, Qu Zhigao, do you think your Qiulong Mountain is still the Qiulong Mountain decades ago? You have already sold arts and plasters in the world, so why are you talking about being noble? These ten taels of silver are also kind to the owner of the manor. If it means something, just grab it!"

"Bah, if it weren't for the fact that Senior Qu had left early and had never left his martial arts, I... How could I be afraid that you would leave Jingshan Villa?"

"Li Er, don't talk nonsense to him, just take it down. This owner's patience has come to an end!"

"Yes, the owner of the manor, let's start now!"

While talking, the man who was fighting with the child next to him was anxious. In a panic, the child was knocked away by someone and then easily captured in his hand!

"Qu Zhigao, your son is already in my hands. Are you stopping or not?"

Seeing this, Qu Zhigao sighed and threw Park Dao to the ground. He was about to speak, but suddenly, another yellow figure flew out of a carriage and rushed straight to the face of the man holding the child...

In the Tianlong Sect, there was no one empty in the huge and unusual hall. Suddenly, a rapid footstep sound came from outside the hall. When we arrived at the door of the hall, the footsteps stopped. After a moment, there was no movement. A strange black figure appeared above the hall, and then flew to the tall chair in the hall as if it was floating. Then a voice came from the hat: "What's the urgent matter? You actually want to disturb the practice of this sect?"

With a few slight steps, a woman walked up and bowed: "And Lord Indra, the young man found the whereabouts of the saint!"

"What?" Indra Shitian was a little disobedient and immediately stood up from the seat and shouted, "Where is Xiaoya?"

"Report to the leader, the Saint is now in Dalin Temple..."

"What? Are the bald donkeys from Dalin Temple? They actually dare to shackle the saint of my Tianlong God Sect? People come..."

"Stop your anger, please calm your anger." The woman quickly said, "The Holy Maiden was not imprisoned by Dalin Temple, but...but as an envoy to spread the incense sect, she went to Dalin Temple to send invitations!"

"Invitation? Could it be the same as the disciples of the Incense Sect who came to me to teach me to deliver invitations a few days ago?"

"That's right, the Saint was really a messenger of the incense sect, and he went to Dalin Temple. A young and young male disciple of the incense sect was followed by a message from Dalin Temple that the male disciple was named Ren Xiaoyao, and he was the only guardian of the incense sect?"

"Ren Xiaoyao? The only Dharma protector?" Indra Shitian's expression relaxed, and he sat on a chair and said strangely: "When will the Chuanxiang Sect have a Dharma protector? Isn't this a drama with Dalin Temple? What's the situation with the saint?"

"Sir, the saint seems to have lost their memory and cannot remember the past. Even if we did it in Dalin Temple and used the secret codes in the teachings to test it, the saint did not react at all! Of course, perhaps because the saint had other arrangements, this subordinate would not know."

"Xiaozhu? How can I know the appearance of the saint in Dalin Temple?" Indra was a little angry.

"Stop the anger" the woman was very scared and whispered: "Didn't you ask your subordinates to step up last time? You only passed on some portraits of the saint. Don't worry, my subordinates know that the image of the saint will never be spread out! And... and they don't know who the person in the image belongs to!"

"Well," Indra asked again: "Is the Saint redirecting the incense sect now?"

"No~" The woman showed a strange expression on her face and said, "The Saint Maiden left Dalin Temple and went in other directions. However, the disciples have sent someone there, but they are afraid of things that affect the Saint Maiden, so they dare not get close..."

"Okay, let me inform you, this sect will go to the incense sect to preach the incense sect!"

"Sir, are you going to attend the martial arts conference?" The woman was surprised: "Didn't Lord Garula set out a few days ago?"

But then, the woman woke up and bowed and said, "Report to the leader's law and order, I will make arrangements!"

In the incense sect, on the Yixiang Peak, in a quiet room, Master Jingyi was sitting on a chair, Master Xuezhen was also sitting at the lower head with an expressionless face.

"Reported to the leader, the disciples who went out to deliver invitations have returned one after another. Although Peacock and Swallow have not returned, there is news coming... Only Zixia and Ren Xiaoyao... Since entering Dalin Temple, there has been no news coming out... Do you see?"

"It's okay... Ren Xiaoyao has some other things when he goes to Dalin Temple. He probably was kept by Changsheng and others... Moreover, Dalin Temple is far away from my incense sect, so I'm afraid that the transmission of the news will be delayed for some time. By the way, the immortals in Huichun Valley... are there any news?"

"Report to the leader, there is no, you know that the people of the immortals are coming and going. If it weren't for those who deliberately knew, who could see it? This person of the immortals has lived in the world for a long time. If we don't say that we don't know about the incense sect, our subordinates probably may not even know about the Tianlong Sect. He... suddenly had a lot of green eyes on Huichungu, which was strange."

"All people in the immortal way are pure and have few desires, and ignore the world?"

"I dare not make a guess. The leader is also the descendant of the Immortal Dao, and I don't have that feeling!"

"Oh, that's the cultivation of this sect is still shallow. After hearing the disciple's message, the immortal man can fly as high as a mountain. This is probably the legendary wind control technique. This sect can only float in the air now, but it's still far from it. This is the light body technique, let alone other things!"

"But... I still have some ideas, I don't know... I don't know whether to say it or not!"

"Haha, you and my senior sister are in the same game. Although you have not participated in the legitimate election and have not taken charge of the palace, but... you have made great contributions to the incense sect for me. Others don't know, can this sect not know? Even if you have something to say, it's okay to say it!"

"My master Xie is very clear, and my subordinates are all happy!"

"No need to do this, it's all for the foundation of preaching the incense religion and for the paradise of my Yixiang Peak!"

"It's like this, Master, as the saying goes, there will be no wind and waves. How come the immortal man Xiang doesn't appear in the world. How come he appears after Zixia arrived in Mochou City? Although... there is no necessary connection, but... the subordinates are still a little confused!"
Chapter completed!