Chapter 1175: Fallen descendants conquer Feng Shui master 5
Shu Ange glanced down at his outfit, white sneakers, fashionable light blue jeans with holes in his knees, and a shirt with the fabric on his shoulders torn by a mandrill.
This dress is 108,000 miles away from the Taoist priest. Shu Ange raised his head and smiled at the middle-aged Taoist priest embarrassedly but politely: "Cough... I'm sorry, I didn't have time to get dressed in a hurry."
Wearing a Taoist robe to go out was too conspicuous, Ning Haoxue wanted to hide her whereabouts, for fear of being stared at, she dressed like an ordinary young man.
Shu Ange is well aware of the danger of revealing the identity of the original owner, so after coming to the mission plane, be as cautious as she is.
The middle-aged Taoist smiled gently and made a gesture of invitation: "Benevolent believers come from a long way, why don't you take a break in the tea room."
This was to decline her request for an order. Shu Ange smiled awkwardly and struggled to say, "Master, I'm really a descendant of Yuqing Guan, can you introduce me to Guan Yuan?"
The middle-aged Daoist put away a bit of a smile, and said with a polite and distant expression: "If a good believer wants to see the Lord, it is better to wait for the Taoist discussion in five days. You can rest in the tea room for a while, and then discuss the matter of placing the order later. "
"Thank you to the Taoist priests, the juniors are often disturbed."
As Shu Ange spoke, he withdrew from the side hall, the wound on his shoulder suddenly hurt.
She sighed and stood in the hall looking at the tourists passing by, as well as the devout men and women who offered incense, feeling a little down.
Before coming here, Shu Ange had expected that the trip would not be too smooth, but he did not expect to travel thousands of miles to Longhu Mountain, and he did not even see the serious stewards of the Taoist temple.
Five days later, there will be a discussion meeting, and she can wait for five days to find an opportunity to meet with the master.
Compared with other places, Longhu Mountain is full of spiritual energy, and there are no demons and ghosts within a radius of 100 miles. It is a rare paradise.
The more Shu Ange thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good idea to stay here. He simply did not do anything, just carried his bag, left the Shangqing Palace away from the crowd, and trudged alone on the barren mountain road.
At this time, it is summer, the mountains are cool, the vegetation is lush, the mountain fruits are sweet and lovely, and there are wild game everywhere. It is not difficult to stay on the mountain for a few days.
Shu Ange wore sneakers and walked in the direction with the strongest spiritual energy. On the way, he did not forget to observe the surrounding terrain and secretly wrote down the return route.
The spiritual energy lingers outside Longhu Mountain, and there is even more spiritual energy in the deep mountain. Shu Ange can feel that there seems to be a formation in the cave where the monks of Longhu Mountain are not open to the outside world.
In order not to offend the seniors, Shu Ange avoided the location of the formation far away and found a place with beautiful scenery to settle down.
The place she picked was empty, quiet, full of spiritual energy, and rich in vegetation, and the strange rocks were piled together, just enough to keep out the wind and rain.
Dusk came quietly, and Shu Ange sat cross-legged on the rock, closing his eyes to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Before she knew it, the moon came out. She opened her eyes, took out the knife from her backpack, held it in her hand, and clenched her teeth to tear off the simple bandage on her shoulder.
The tragic green wound was festering, and the death qi left by the mandrill spread in the wound.
"hateful."
Shu Ange removed the knife from his shoulder, got up and recognized the way by the moonlight, hoping to find some herbs nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the mountains and mountains, and thoroughly treat the wound on his shoulder.
Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, how could she have imagined that one day she could not even beat a mandrill, and she would be so embarrassed.
(I will update it today if I have something to do, and predict that the male protagonist will appear tomorrow!)