"Why, you're not welcome?"

"Where, where, fellow Taoist, please come in." Taoist Shouyong smiled and invited Wu Sheng into the Temple of Immortality.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat. Please take your seat."

"Come here, serve Lingcha."

"Yes, Uncle Master." A Taoist priest with fair features stepped back, and after a moment he came up with a tea tray, and placed a cup of tea on Wu Sheng's right hand side.

"Tea, please."

"Thank you." Wu Sheng nodded slightly.

Wu Sheng looked at the Taoist priest Shouyong, who also looked at him with a smile.

"I thought Taoist friend had left Lin'an City." Taoist Shouyong spoke first to break the silence.

"I was indeed away from Lin'an City a few days ago. Now I encountered something strange, and I wanted to ask the Taoist Priest for advice."

"It's a strange thing. Even fellow Taoists think it's a strange thing. It must be very strange. Fellow Taoist, you might as well talk about it." Shou Yong said after hearing this.

"Does the Taoist Master know about the Black Coffin of the Yin Division?"

"That's a magic weapon used to imprison ghosts in the underworld."

"Does the Taoist priest know why the black coffin appears in the world?"

Taoist Shouyong narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this and sat up slightly straighter.

"Where did fellow Taoist hear this?"

"I saw it with my own eyes." Wu Sheng raised his hand and pointed at his eyes.

After hearing this, Shouyong took a slight breath, and his expression suddenly became much more solemn.

He is one of the twelve peaks of Changsheng Temple. He has been gifted since he was a child. He was trained intensively, so he naturally knows more things. He knows very well that the black coffin of the underworld will never come to the earth for no reason to serve as a prison for ghosts.

The magic weapon will not come out on its own. There is only one possibility: someone in the underworld brought it out.

"There is more than one black coffin appearing in the world of the world."

"How many?"

"Dozens." Wu Sheng did not say the specific number.

"Ten tens? How is that possible!" Shouyong's squinted eyes suddenly opened, his expression showing undisguised shock.

"You'll know just by checking. With your knowledge of immortality, it shouldn't be too difficult to check this matter, right?" Wu Sheng said.

He would not be arrogant enough to think that he was the only one who could find the Underworld Envoy. Not to mention the Immortal Temple Master Xuanyuan, even the Four Pillars and Twelve Peaks under him should have their own methods to confirm the black coffin.

"If what fellow Taoist said is true, then the things involved are huge!" Shou Yong said with a solemn expression.

"I also feel that there must be someone in the underworld with a serious plot. Maybe they want to open the seals between yin and yang so that the underworld can return to the world."

"Is this what you are here for, fellow Taoist?"

"Yes, I'm here to send you a message. After all, the Temple of Immortality has many disciples. Taoist temples are spread all over the nine states. If you want to find these dozens of black coffins, you have a much better advantage than just me. Besides, the Temple of Immortality enjoys the enjoyment of all people in all nine states in the world.

The worshipers themselves have the responsibility to deal with these matters."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I will report it to the elders in the temple as soon as possible."

Shou Yong looked at Wu Sheng. He didn't know why the monk in front of him was meddling in these nosy things. Is it out of his original intention or for other purposes? If it was out of his original intention, it would be a rare true cultivator who cares about the world. Such a person deserves

Respect and admiration, if it's the latter, be careful over there.

However, judging from the affairs of the Su family, the possibility of the former seems to be higher. In addition to making the Su family burst into tears of gratitude, they also offended the two major aquatic tribes in the South China Sea and the East China Sea, and also offended a divine general from all directions.

, was indirectly concerned by the imperial court. The disadvantages were far greater than the advantages. Such behavior was unwise. If he did not have the right path in his heart, which monk would do such a thing?

"I don't know what the relationship is between fellow disciples of Changsheng Temple. It's purely a personal curiosity. If you find it inconvenient to answer, then forget it." Wu Sheng suddenly asked such a question.

"There is natural harmony among fellow students, they help each other, and they are sincerely united."

Wu Sheng smiled and nodded when he heard this.

"If there is an evil spirit that causes harm to the world, surely the Immortality View will not care about it, right?"

"Of course it is necessary to take care of it. Killing demons, protecting the people, and adhering to the right path are the duties of those who practice in my view of longevity." What Taoist Shouyong said was impassioned and awe-inspiring.

Seeing the Taoist priest next to him spitting foam and flying stars, Wu Sheng suddenly thought of his master.

The same fat, the same able to talk nonsense, the same lying in broad daylight without blinking an eye.

Shameless!

"Seeing the way the Taoist Master looked like this reminded me of a certain person."

"Oh, who is that?"

"That person, I really want to..." Wu Sheng stretched out his hand and made a slap gesture.

Ah haha, Taoist Shouyong smiled awkwardly.

"If it weren't for the seal in your hand and the promise made in front of so many people, and if it weren't for your advanced cultivation, Taoist Master I would have known the consequences of speaking carelessly today!"

Taoist Shouyong just wanted to slap the guy in front of him, with a kind smile on his face.

"Taoist Master Shouyong, that's amazing!" Wu Sheng raised his thumb and praised.

"Where did you say this, fellow Taoist?" Shouyong was stunned.

"If nothing else, Taoist friend's Qi-nurturing skills are worth learning from me."

"My fellow Taoist is practicing the art of swordsmanship. It is unparalleled in sharpness. You can move forward indomitably. There is no need to nourish your energy!"

Wu Sheng smiled upon hearing this.

Those who are too strong will be easily broken, but those who are kind and gentle will never be defeated.

Being sharp is both good and bad.

When the Sword Master came down from the mountain for the first time, his sword shocked the world, its sharpness was unparalleled, and the world looked at him with side eyes, but he was safe and sound. Firstly, he had a high level of cultivation, and more importantly, he had Shushan Emei behind him. No one wanted to offend such a righteous man.

giant.

To put it bluntly, I mean I am good enough and there are people behind me to support me.

He is different, no one is supporting him from behind. Lanruo Temple itself is a big hidden danger, not a big backer.

A famous sword must be restrained by a scabbard if it is sharp.

"Fellow Taoist, are you familiar with Shuhengdao?"

"That's natural. Shouheng is a poor junior fellow student." Shouyong said.

"Your junior brother? That Taoist priest Shuu Heng has such advanced cultivation, you must be better than him as his senior brother?"

"Junior Brother Shuu Heng is extremely talented. The elders in the temple praise him, but I can't compare to him." It seems that Shou Yongshi is sincerely praising him.

This made Wu Sheng, who originally wanted to ask Priest Shouheng about his recent situation, hesitate for a moment.

What if this guy is telling the truth, doesn't mean what he means, and has some dispute with the Shou Sheng? Will it bring any trouble to the Shou Sheng?

"Fellow Taoist, do you know Junior Brother Shuu Heng?"

"I know him. I'm lucky enough to have seen his style."

"Oh, when?" Shouyong drank a cup of tea.

"It was on the bank of a big river. In order to save the people, Taoist priest Shuu Heng risked his own life to seriously injure an evil dragon that was causing trouble. His act of eradicating violence and bringing peace to the people was admirable!"

"It wasn't you, Taoist friend, who rescued Shu Sheng that day, was it?"

"Just a little help." Wu Sheng waved his hand.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Shouyong suddenly stood up and saluted Wu Sheng very solemnly.

"Well, fellow Taoist, why is this happening?" Wu Sheng was startled when he saw this.

"Fellow Taoist, to be honest, I have known each other for more than 20 years, my junior brother Shou Heng. We practiced together in the temple, lived in the same room, and practiced in the world together. Although my junior brother is very talented, he is not good at talking, but his heart is...

It's integrity and kindness." Taoist Shouyong's tone also changed, with more sincerity, instead of just dealing with an outsider.

"He respects me like an elder brother, and I regard him as a brother. You saved my brother, so of course I want to thank you."

This time it doesn't look like a fake, Wushengxindao.

"So how are you doing, Taoist Priest Shu Sheng?"

"He was practicing in the mountains and something happened." Taoist priest Shouyong said.

"What? What's going on?" Wu Sheng asked hurriedly.

Although Wu Sheng and Na Shuheng had only met a few times, they felt like they had met him late. They had already regarded him as a friend, and even told him his identity as a monk. When he heard that the other party had gone wrong in his practice,

I can't help but feel a little anxious.

"Junior brother's practice has reached a critical moment. It seems that he may be on the next floor, but for some reason, he attracted the devil from outside the territory. Although he succeeded in driving away the devil in the end, his soul was also injured."

"Is it serious?"

Injuring the soul is not a trivial matter. An injury to the soul is not like being stabbed on the body. It can be cured after applying medicine. Using some elixirs may not even leave a scar. An injury to the soul is the most difficult to heal, and it is difficult to repair.
To be continued...