I responded with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "I want to go, I want to go, but Tianhong and I are both **mortals, unlike you who can go up and down to heaven and earth, with the speed of me and Tianhong, when I really rush over, it is estimated that the daylily is cold." ”

Mo Chen smiled, and Mao Sui recommended himself: "Since you have the heart to guide us back to the right path, how can we be missing a share of the bad guys." ”

"Why don't our third brothers take you and Deng Xiaotianshi over together, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

Xian'er nodded in satisfaction, stretched out her left hand and pulled me to her side, and whispered softly to me, "Let's go." ”

After finishing speaking, he grabbed me and jumped into the air, and suddenly felt the wind under his feet, and flew out of the distance for miles in an instant.

And the snow goose carried the mixed yin and evil spirit, and followed us like the wind under his feet, and did not lag behind at all.

Unexpectedly, Snow Goose's strength has reached a point where it can compete with a five-hundred-year-old snake demon, which is really incredible.

As for Tianhong, he was naturally caught between the cat demon, the demon and the roe deer spirit, and flew towards the direction of the Qingyun Mountain Temple.

After about five minutes, Liu Xian'er stopped by a small stream on the mountain, and Xue Yan, Mochen and others also landed in the rocky bushes by the stream.

The cat spirit glanced around, lowered his voice and called softly: "Huang Xian, you come out quickly!" ”

As soon as the shouting fell, there was a ripple on the side of the stream upstream, and even the sound of something running in the water fluttered over.

Immediately afterwards, a large weasel with four small weasels rushed down from upstream.

After getting a little closer, the big weasel immediately jumped into the air and stood on the stone in the form of an old man, while the four little weasels were still crouching under the stone in the form of animals, staring at the old man quietly.

The moonlight among the pines gently sprinkled on the old man's body, the stream quietly crossed his feet, and the faint mountain breeze stirred the long sleeves of his clothes, and his tranquil posture was like that of an immortal.

Tianhong, who saw this yellow immortal for the first time, couldn't help but whisper beside me: "Wow, is this weasel an immortal?" ”

The cat spirit next to him quipped: "His cultivation and I are between the best, how can I become an immortal, it's just that their yellow skin is more psychic than ordinary animals, so you see that his appearance is more immortal, don't you folk worship the five immortals?" ”

"He's the Yellow Immortal of the Five Great Immortals, you should know, right?"

Tianhong nodded silently and said: "Of course I know, there is also a yellow immortal enshrined in the law hall in our hometown, and I almost ate Yiyang when I was a child." ”

Saying that, Tianhong squeezed his eyebrows and glanced at me again, so scared that I got goosebumps when I landed, the faceless yellow fairy in his house was definitely a nightmare of my childhood, and there was no one.

The old man on the stone spoke at this point.

"The head descending master hid in Qingyun Temple, we were afraid of startling the snake, so we haven't gone in, if you want to catch him, now is the best time, you guys hurry up."

I glanced at the old man gratefully, and said with a little guilt: "Thank you Huang Xian for your righteous help, I really can't help but think about being an enemy of you before." ”

Liu Xian'er also sighed: "Huang Xian, I'm really sorry, I fought with you without asking questions some time ago, I am really ashamed of you." ”

Huang Xian smiled at the two of us and replied, "It's all in the past, why bother talking about it." ”

"Our demon clan has been practicing for hundreds of years at every turn, although it is said that the mind is not comparable to that of humans, but hundreds of years of cultivation career is enough to polish our sharpness, and many things are taken lightly, why not smile at these past events?"

Everyone nodded their heads when they heard this.

Without further ado, I glanced around at everyone present and ordered in an orderly manner: "Next, I will transfer troops to some generals, since you have all followed, then you must cooperate unconditionally, understand?" ”

When the demons heard this, they immediately nodded yes.

I smiled with satisfaction, and immediately ordered: "Liu Xian'er, Long Xueyan, Mo Chen, Deng Tianhong, the four of you go into the temple with me to catch demons, Huang Xian, cat spirit, roe deer spirit, the three of you are responsible for catching on the periphery, if you let this descending master escape from the temple, you must stop him, understand?" ”

No problem!

Everyone agreed in unison, and the three demons who were in charge of the periphery scattered and hid.

Tianhong and I walked gently to the temple.

Qingyun Temple, located in the lofty mountain of Qingyun Mountain, is a big temple built during the Ming Dynasty, according to legend, the earliest is the dojo of worshipping the medicine fairy Lu Dongbin, for hundreds of years has been the peak of incense, and later with the pace of reform and opening up, people gradually no longer believe in the gods and ghosts, this temple is also dilapidated.

Until the death of the last master more than ten years ago, the temple was no longer taken care of, and gradually became a deserted temple.

If it weren't for the round-up of the head descender Azanson today, I don't think we would have run to this deserted place in the middle of the night.

When everyone approached the main entrance of the temple, Mochen immediately made a silent gesture of "shhh

Then he lowered his voice and said, "There are indeed people in there, and it's the smell of the head lowerer."

I nodded happily at him and led the group into the dark.

There is a crumbling old plaque on the main entrance of the temple, which reads "Chunyang Palace" in three big characters, which should indeed be related to the medicine fairy Lu Chunyang.

Two huge vermilion lacquered wooden doors stand in front of you, and it is not difficult to see from the mottled traces on them that this place has indeed had a very glorious history.

A little further inside, there is a small corridor, which looks about seven or eight meters long.

On the left and right sides of the corridor are enshrined four gods with angry eyes, which look very majestic, and they should be the four heavenly kings in mythology.

They are the four gods of "growth", "holding the country", "wide eyes" and "more information", and they also represent the four directions of the world.

Looking at these statues that are not angry and arrogant, I feel a little sad.

These statues in front of me are the essence of Chinese cultural inheritance, but now these clay and wood sculptures are lying quietly in the barren mountains, and there is not even a person who came to worship, can it be regarded as a loss of faith?

Although Shakyamuni had long predicted that people in the end of the Dharma era would no longer believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, would it be ridiculous to compare a little comparison with the celestial and human sensing culture of the past and present?

I wonder if they, the so-called heavenly gods, who are high up in the sky, will feel sad for the arrival of this era of the end of the Dharma when they see this scene in the world today?

After walking through this narrow corridor, you can see that there is a relatively empty flat land behind, and at this time there is still a raging fire burning on it, which is still obvious in the deserted temple in the dark night, but there is no figure of the head descender. For mobile phone users, please browse and read,