Along the way, there are marks left by the ram basket. Look at this direction, it is indeed the direction of the south, towards the direction of Miaojiang.

Feng Ziyue can be regarded as chasing extremely tightly, but the other party seems to be also a starry night, chasing for seven or eight days in a row, but he still hasn't caught up.

Ziyangcheng was originally located in the southeast, this road to the south, has reached the boundary of the six states in the south of the Ming Kingdom, the clothing and architectural style of pedestrians, at this time has been very different.

After Lingnan Prefecture, it is Miaojiang.

This Lingnan Prefecture is close to Miaojiang, all ethnic groups are mixed, and the customs and characters are also very different from the Central Plains, Qi Xiaodie has never been far away, and she is very surprised to see it, if it weren't for the urgency of the situation now, she would definitely stay here for a few days to see the customs.

Lingnan Prefecture people, head wrapped in white cloth, dressed in various colors of robes, both men and women, have shining silver jewelry around their necks, but they are bold and hospitable, and the attitude towards outsiders is also excellent, Feng Ziyue stopped to inquire about the path, they are extremely enthusiastic, and the introduction is very detailed.

There is actually only one way to go to Miaojiang.

Turning over the front of a peak called Jiuzi Mountain by the locals, you will arrive in the territory of Miao Jiang, but in Jiuzi Mountain, the funeral qi is also very heavy, if there is no medicine to avoid miasma in advance, ordinary people will definitely not be able to stand the erosion, and they will be seriously ill if they do not die.

However, for martial artists, although the funeral disease is severe, it can barely withstand it, and a seventh-level demon beast like Qi Xiaodie is reincarnated, and an innate master like Feng Ziyue doesn't have to care.

Chasing here, the logo of the ram Xi is obscure, I don't know if they have crossed the Jiuzi Mountain, entered the Miao Jiang, or temporarily settled in this Lingnan City. Feng Ziyue groaned, and decided to stay overnight to find out the news.

In Miao Jiang, the road is unknown, if there is no sign of the ram Xi to guide, I am afraid that catching up is like looking for a needle in a haystack, difficult to find, although anxious, but can only be patient, wait slowly.

"Fluttershy, let's stay in Lingnan City for one night..."

In seven or eight days, the starry night was at the same time, Qi Xiaodie couldn't help but feel a little bookish, Feng Ziyue felt pity in her heart, and also wanted her to have a good night's rest.

"It's okay! What is this! It's better to hurry up and rescue Teacher Gan!"

Qi Xiaodie's head is shaking like a rattle, she is also a student of Gan Ningshuang.

After she heard Feng Ziyue talk about the Holy Maiden of the Five Immortals Sect for thousands of years, she was even more indignant, and she had to teach the people behind the scenes, and she was even more worried about the situation of Gan Ningshuang.

Feng Ziyue sighed and patted her on the shoulder, "I'm also anxious about Teacher Gan's affairs, but now the teacher has not left any clues, Miao Jiang is vast, and I am afraid that chasing after it will also be looking for a needle in a haystack, so I have to settle here first, inquire about the news and then make a decision."

Qi Xiaodie thought about it, so she followed Feng Ziyue's words and found an inn to rest in Lingnan City.

The two of them didn't have time to look for it, so they found an inn that looked clean on the side of the busiest street, and went in and asked for two upper rooms.

The shopkeeper saw that the two of them had extraordinary appearances, so he didn't dare to slack off, and came up to greet them in person.

Feng Ziyue happened to inquire about the news, so he casually rewarded him with a key of silver, and asked, "Shopkeeper, in the past two days, has anything strange happened in Lingnan City?"

Ram Xi's mark is blurred here, there must be something wrong, and the innkeepers are the most well-informed, so he asks him to see if anything strange has happened recently, and looks for clues.

"Temple affairs?"

The shopkeeper frowned, contemplating and thinking, he got the silver, so he naturally had to work hard to recall, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to be anything special.

"Today, Lingnan Prefecture City is calm and calm, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal, or seven days later, there is an incident in the Poison City, so in the past few days, the disciples of the Tantric Buddhist temples in the south have all gone here and six

"Oh?"

Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and in retrospect, he really saw many monks in the city.

"Look, two more Buddhas are here at this time!"

I saw two monks in robes stepping into the inn, the shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off, confessed to Feng Ziyue, and went to greet first, the two monks looked mighty and arrogant, and their eyes lingered on Feng Ziyue and Qi Xiaodie for a while, very rude, and then led by Xiao Er, went to the back to rest.

After entertaining the two monks, the shopkeeper came back with a sad face and wiped the sweat on his face.

"The Buddhist temple here is prosperous, and the status of the monk seems to be very high..."

Feng Ziyue remained silent and spoke indifferently.

"Needless to say!"

The shopkeeper was full of resentment, and when he heard him mention it, he patted his thigh fiercely and made a snapping sound, but he was startled by himself, and looked around, so he lowered his voice.

"Needless to say...... These Buddhas, you don't have to pay for staying in the hotel, we still have to laugh with us, if you don't get angry for a while, you hit the villain, it's also Bai Yi..."

Lingnan Prefecture City, the power of the local Buddhist temple is huge, not to mention that the emperor is far away, and the officials of the Ming Kingdom can't control it, and it is all the sphere of influence of the North Landa Temple.

North Landa Temple, itself is a branch of the poison city of the Great Landa Temple, in the south of the Miaojiang Lingnan area, the power is better than all the families and the government, these monks, of course, there are many moral and strict people, but there are many people, it is inevitable that the black sheep, although it is a monk, but this bullying and domination, rampant things, is also a lot.

Recently, there was an incident in the poison city, and the monks from several nearby states gathered here, and it was even more mixed, with good and bad, and these people who did small business suffered a lot of hidden losses.

"Is there such a thing?"

Feng Ziyue has been thinking about the poison city in his heart, and he has nothing to do with Gan Ningshuang being captured?

The shopkeeper is a big spit of bitterness, he is rarely listened to, and the grievances accumulated on weekdays are vented, and naturally he can't stop.

Today's Miao Jiang, as Taomu Gong said, the situation has changed greatly.

Hundreds of years ago, the power of the Five Immortals Sect gradually declined, and the medicine of the funeral disease was gradually transferred to the hands of several Buddhist temples in the body poison city, and the power of these Buddhist temples gradually expanded, especially the Dalanda Temple, which was headed by the Great Landa Temple, and became the uncrowned king.

With the increase of power, the influence of the Great Landa Temple, even out of the best in Miaojiang}} Book City Finishing, across the Jiuzi Mountain, several states near Lingnan, almost all of which are faintly under his control.

Although these places are much more remote than those in the Central Plains, in comparison, the sphere of influence of the Great Landa Temple is already comparable to that of King Fu and others similar to Jiangnan. ,

"In this way, now that Miao Jiang is in the poisonous city, it is actually this rotten person who has the final say?

"Needless to say!"

Xuejie sighed and shook his head, "I heard that the imperial court also sent official documents asking Miao Jiang to obey Wanghua, but how could those great monks listen to them...... Several angels were driven back, and they stayed in the shop for a few days, so I learned about the key... Later, the imperial court was helpless, and the presiding officer of the Dalanda Temple, the Venerable Dragon Whisker, was vaguely named the Buddha King, which was considered to be the end of the matter......"

"Buddha King?"

Feng Ziyue is funny, the disciples of Buddhism are pure and inactive, and they are connected with this secular king, which is very nondescript.

However, since this Dalanda Temple is so single-handedly covering the sky in Miaojiang, it can also be seen that the possibility of the sweet frost being related to them is not small.

He was about to go to the North Landa Temple tonight to investigate, but he heard an angry roar behind him.

"That rammer, how dare you speak ill of the Buddha behind your back?"

The voice burst like thunder, and the shopkeeper's face turned pale in an instant, and he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

He also said it for a while, seeing that the business in the store was clean, and after the two monks lived in, they were already full, so he followed Feng Ziyue to vent bitterness, not wanting to be heard...... Listening to this tone, it seems that he is a great monk again, how can he not be afraid?

According to the rules of the Great Landa Temple, there is a sin of "slandering the Buddha", and those who speak ill of the monk behind their backs can be beaten to death in front of the temple gate!

When the shopkeeper thought of this, he didn't even dare to turn his head back, shrunk into a ball, and almost fainted in fright.

Feng Ziyue raised his head, but saw that it was a tall monk carrying a water-milled steel Zen staff, this monk was charming, always a zhang Xu Lai tall, and his body was broad, standing under the hall, like a door panel.

I saw that his face was full of anger, revealing a chest of black hair, and his fingers as thick as bamboo shoots stretched out his nose, pointing at the shopkeeper viciously.

"Let's go, go to the North Landa Temple with the Buddha, do you have to be guilty of slandering the Buddha?"

He opened his big fan-like hand, like an eagle catching a chicken, and grabbed it at the shopkeeper.

If you report the sin of blaspheming the Buddha, this monk can still get benefits for himself, so why not do it?

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to be lifted up by him, the monk suddenly felt a pressure coming in front of him, he leaned forward, but he was unsteady on his feet, and stumbled back several steps.

"Who are you who dare to stand in the way of the Buddha?"

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, and it was naturally him who stopped this monk.

"Master, this shopkeeper is just unintentional, why bother, give face to the next one, just forget it?"

"Give you a face?" The monk's eyes widened, he took a sip, he saw that the other party was just a weak young man, with an ordinary-looking woman beside him, and sneered, "Why does the Buddha give you face?

He is actually already a face-giving, because seeing Feng Ziyue's extraordinary clothes, he thought he was a noble young man in the city, although he also couldn't afford to provoke the North Landa Temple, but he was also a local snake, he was a wild monk, and he was not too strong, so he asked Feng Ziyue to get out of the way, and the monk felt that he had already given a step.

However, Feng Ziyue looked like he didn't know each other, and smiled indifferently, "The master may not have to give me face, but one by one"

He Shi Shiran pulled out his sword, shook it slightly, and pulled a sword flower, "Brother in my hand, I hope the master will give face......"

Feng Ziyue had already made up his mind just now, and he deliberately came out, just to make a big deal and lure out the people of the North Landa Temple, and save himself the trouble of running again.

The monk was really furious, and laughed wildly: "The kid is arrogant, I don't know where to learn the swordsmanship of a three-legged cat, so I dare to learn how to fight and hug others? Dare to touch the Buddha's tiger buttocks? Quickly retreat, otherwise the Buddha will come down with a cane, but he will beat you to slag!"

He patted the water mill Zen stick, only to hear the sound of emptiness, and hit the ground, with a bang, smoke and dust, and it looked very heavy.

Feng Ziyue was about to say more, but the shopkeeper quickly grabbed him, "Childe...... No, no!"

The shopkeeper knew that Feng Ziyue was giving himself a head, but how could such a teenage boy compare with the strong monk, he knew that the monk wanted to arrest himself, it was nothing more than for money, he gritted his teeth, went to the counter and took out dozens of taels of silver, and knelt down and sent it to the monk.

"Master, the little one lost his words, please forgive me, these little hearts are not respectful, please smile and accept the master, just spare the little one...."

"Fart!"

The monk's Zen staff flicked and knocked the shopkeeper's even the silver aside.

"Do you think it's a call to Huazi, these dozens of taels of silver can atone for your sin of slandering the Buddha? If you don't have a thousand taels of silver, don't think about getting rid of your sin, and obediently follow the Buddha to Beilanda Temple to die!"

"One...... A thousand taels of silver?~

The shopkeeper barely got up, his face was pale, and the old tears were rampant, "This... How can there be so much silver in the hands of this little one?"

"Die without money!"

The monk's eyes showed a fierce light, the Zen staff was held high, and he slapped it down with a snort, looking at this posture, it was to break the shopkeeper's legs.

Bang!

Hearing only a loud noise, the monk Tengteng took three steps back, and was opened by Feng Ziyue's sword, and the water-milled Zen staff was actually bounced up, pulling him back and not stopping.

"Good boy!"

The monk was irritable and roared: "The Buddha sees that you are young, and he is afraid that you will give your life in vain, and he will not bother with you, but I can't imagine that you are coming to disturb the reward again and again... Give me death!"

He waved his Zen staff and smashed it at Feng Ziyue's head.

Feng Ziyue was not in a hurry, and with a swing of his sword, he was lured to the ground with the huge force on his shoulder.

In the roar, the monk's Zen staff smashed on the bluestone ground, smashing a huge bluestone slab into pieces, but his arms were sore, and he couldn't lift it for a long time, Feng Ziyue flew up with a kick, right between his chest and abdomen, where could the monk stabilize his body, flew out of the inn door, spurted blood, and fell to the ground!

"Go tell you those bald donkeys of the North Landa Temple, I will take care of this matter, young master! If you don't hide, just come!"

The monk struggled to get up, embarrassed, but he didn't dare to shout anymore, he knew that this kid was strong, so he only shouted at the door: "Good boy, dare to beat your Buddha!"

His face was hideous, but he didn't dare to enter the door to pick up the Zen staff, but just waved his thick arms and scolded viciously.

"You wait, I'm looking for the senior brother of the North Landa Temple, I have to tell you to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

(Octave.)