Chapter 1005 Confrontation

Chapter 1005 Confrontation

Open the curtain.

Shou Yeshan used the light to look at the man riding a tall horse.

There were some maids and servants accompanying Shou Yeshan, and they all seemed to glance over the uncle's body as if nothing, and then quickly took it back.

After seeing a gap in the curtain, an old man riding a linjiao horse came forward and lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong, sir?"

"without."

Shou Yeshan shook his head.

He really didn't often hear about this uncle from his parents.

Logically speaking, he should be called uncle.

Xu was a stranger and his usual impression made him only call him uncle when they met.

Nowadays, children feel that the journey is far away, and they will inevitably become bored.

Shouye Shan, who lowered the curtain, looked at the young man sitting beside him.

Of course he knew the identity of this young man. How could he not take his parents' repeated instructions seriously?

It's just that the gap in status made him hesitant and unsure of how to get along with each other.

Li Yuanqing is closing his eyes to rest.

He could feel a little boy sizing him up, and he laughed it off, his father's instructions echoing in his mind.

Go to the temple and learn well, and inheritance is second. How many skills you can learn is up to you. Whether you use it or not, it is always a way out.

"A way out?"

Li Yuanqing's little face was full of solemnity.

He didn't understand why he was looking for a way out.

The clan is a royal family and shouldn't need a way out.

It is precisely because I don’t understand that I keep it firmly in my heart.

at dusk.

The carriage entered the temple.

This will arrange for the two children to stay.

Everything is arranged by Shou He, without Tu Shanjun's intervention.

Zhao Qingyi is also in charge of Shouhe, and the left and right people are just raising more idle people.

As for learning skills, this is simpler. It happens that Yan Tianjun is free, so let him teach the children, which can also be regarded as a meritorious service to King Quan Hui in building temples.

Ghost Saint, on the other hand, started to act like a shopkeeper who was throwing away his hands, and he moved less and less.

Sitting cross-legged on the green platform of the sacred tree all day long.

While guarding the magic medicine, Tushanjun slowly strengthened the formation that fell in the temple.

The formation will also be banned, requiring more attention and attention.

Even though Tu Shanjun can exert good combat power in the forbidden land of the gods, many monks cannot use their methods.

The most restricted one is the external spiritual consciousness.

This can be replaced by the naked eye.

The monk's gaze is not as good as his spiritual consciousness, but it is enough to see carefully.

…

Two months passed in a flash.

The Yanjun Temple is no longer as clean as it used to be.

Early in the morning.

Overcrowded.

The shoving pilgrims got into an argument over a verbal issue.

The young man in a long gown blushed.

The two families who were arguing about the first fragrance refused to give in to each other.

Zhao Qingyi frowned suddenly and ordered the warriors of Qingyi House to control the situation. Unexpectedly, the servants of the two families struck a blow with their sticks, and even the warriors of Qingyi House were unable to get close.

The tense atmosphere also made other pilgrims push and shove each other more seriously.

There was going to be a stampede and bloodshed.

"stop!"

It was like thunder exploding from the sky.

Falling with a crash.

Everyone was just surprised.

A tall warrior walked slowly over.

The servants who blocked Qingyilou Wuren were moved away by him easily.

He stood like an iron tower.

It's Shou He.

Shou He's body, which has been imprinted with twenty-three shapes, has long ceased to look like its original inconspicuous appearance.

He is now nine feet tall.

Stand up like a wild bear.

The leopard's head is ringed with eyes, its head has towering horns, and its lower jaw is like a dragon's.

Inspiring Qi and blood is like a vast haze blooming in the sky.

"It turns out to be Marshal Shou."

"I will give Shou Shuai some face."

The young man from the Xu family raised his hands and motioned for all the servants around him to step back.

"It's unbecoming to make a noise!" Shou He scolded him when he saw the situation becoming more and more excessive.

It didn’t take long to tell this story. I don’t know how the news about the Liu family’s wife coming to pray to God spread. The number of believers slowly increased. In just two months, most of the capital knew about the power of the Heavenly Lord. .

Every household worships God.

The most surprising thing is that His Majesty did not stop it.

Such a silent and ambiguous attitude makes the people even more unscrupulous.

Of course, the reason is because of the ‘spirit’.

Whatever you ask for, as long as it is not harmful to the laws of heaven, God will grant you.

Shou He looked gloomy and snorted coldly: "If it happens again, I will never let you go lightly."

Until Shou He left, everyone was still so angry that they didn't dare to breathe.

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly directed the men.

After leaving, Shouhe did not go to the county government but stepped into the small courtyard leaning on the back mountain.

The courtyard is still impregnable, like a fairyland.

Tall ancient branches stretch out with lush leaves.

Above the staggered branches, there is a large and plump green peach, which has turned reddish in color.

Shou He withdrew his eyes and cupped his hands and said: "Old immortal, the county government discovered Long Qi's traces two days ago, and I decided to settle the matters that were not settled last time."

The last time Cui Jianlu said he wanted to capture Long Qi, he never made any move. He had to wait for them to find out on their own. Now that he had a clue, he would definitely not let it go.

And Shou He could clearly feel that he had reached his limit.

He needs Long Qi's dragon form to break through.

"good."

The red-haired ghost saint under the ancient tree nodded. Nowadays, Shou He is full of vitality and blood, with the twenty-three souls imprinted on him, and the three souls and seven souls are slowly approaching the divine fetus, leaving only the final touch.

This kick will allow you to take the second step in the forbidden land of the gods.

Only then can you have the ability to protect yourself.

Send Shou He away.

Another sneaky person.

The ghost saint's eyes moved slightly, and his breath condensed into substance, turning into a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest bowed to the master and strode out of the courtyard.

The boy walked towards the courtyard as if he had a purpose.

The boy who jumped on the wall and clung to the eaves felt a shadow on his head.

He turned back suddenly and was so scared that his hands and feet were unstable.

Falling down from the yard wall of a meter high is not light, but the boy did not feel any pain. When he looked closely, he found that he was grabbed by a slightly pale hand without knowing when.

The boy forced a smile.

He could not hide the throbbing in his eyes.

The pale monk who was holding the boy said: "Young people should not be so curious."

Li Yuanqing slowly landed.

Seeing that the pale monk was about to leave, he hurriedly said: "Wait for the immortal."

The monk paused.

"Do the gods know the character Yuan in my name?"

The ghost saint's shadow laughed dumbly.

If it weren't for the fact that King Hui helped build the temple, even the emperor would not let him enter the temple.

But the child still wanted to remind him.

It surprised the ghost saint.

Why didn't the emperor of the Yuan family send a smarter child over?

He stretched out a finger and was about to touch the forehead of the young man.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly said: "The gods must know that I didn't mean that. My father said that the gods must know our Yuan and must have come into contact with it, otherwise the gods would not come here."

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in the ghost saint's eyes.

He always thought that Shangqing was behind the court.

After all, the old Taoist of Shangqing was in charge of Wanning County.

But the message brought by this child surprised Tushan Jun.

His heart was stirred up, and he was more convinced of what Tianjun said about the origin of Yuan Sheng Sheng Mo from the Taoist sect, as well as the current situation...

He seemed to understand a little.

The forbidden land of the gods is essentially a struggle between the Taoist sect and the ancient fairy building.

When the two sides are in a stalemate, someone needs to break the deadlock.

"Aren't you afraid of recognizing the wrong person?"

Ghost Saint looked at the young man.

"No."

"I remember the appearance of the immortal." Li Yuanqing nodded firmly.

In the past two months, he has figured it out and has seen Ghost Saint from a distance.

So when he saw that it was Ghost Saint who caught him, he was not shocked or surprised, but was a little excited, excited that he finally found the real owner.

Ghost Saint had to take back his previous thoughts.

This child is not stupid.

On the contrary, he came with a purpose and acted as a link between the emperor and him.

"Your father asked you to find me?"

"Yes."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know."

Li Yuanqing shook his head seriously: "My father said that after I said these words, if the gods understand, then they understand, and if they don't understand, then they don't understand."

"If they don't understand, then there's no need to reveal more."

The Ghost Saint laughed, and when he was about to continue talking to the young man, his expression became serious, and he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Go back, I have a real blind person here."

Before Li Yuanqing could react, the tall Ghost Saint in front of him had turned into a black and red ghost wind that flew away.

Arrived in an instant.

Right at the door of the closed door.

The door was thick and tall.

Through the door, you can reach the back mountain.

"Why do you have to be so sneaky, fellow Taoist, I've said it long ago, please come to the temple to have a chat." The pale monk standing on the wall sneered.

Staring at the young man who sneaked in disguised as a pilgrim.

The divine light in his eyes locked the other party firmly, as if he would not hesitate to attack if he dared to make the slightest move.

The young man wiped the beard on his lips and smiled: "What do you mean?"

The Ghost Saint said lightly: "Good tricks, if it weren't for the Taoist friend who insisted on using tricks to tear open the formation I set up, I wouldn't have reacted yet."

It was a coincidence.

This time, the ghost shadow came out, but he could feel the other party's movements more clearly.

Seeing that he couldn't pretend anymore, the young man simply eliminated his magical powers and changed his appearance. It was Cui Jianlu who said last time that things would not end so easily.

Cui Jianlu looked around, as if he wanted to see through this hazy formation and the existence inside the formation.

He smiled and tried, "With such strict defense, there must be some treasure."

Ghost Saint sneered, "Guess what it is."

"I can't guess, so I came to see it myself."

"That depends on what you can do."

"Not much, just enough."

"But you..."

Cui Jianlu paused and continued, "Your methods and magical powers are not bad, but how much strength can you exert when 'Shou He' was transferred away by Long Qi's news?"

"I don't think you can even exert 30% of your combat power!"

Ghost Saint's eyes darkened, but he still said calmly, "I think you already know my background."

Cui Jianlu nodded and stared at Ghost Saint.

"Yes, I checked a lot of files."

"You think it's only more than two months, but it's more than 20 years for me."

"I spent more than 20 years tracing the files and exploring your background, and finally found a similarity."

"Isn't it?"

"Daoist from the East Wilderness."

"Tu Shanjun!"