Four wine bowls touch each other.

Since today, there is an "Yuxiao" on Yuping Mountain. It sounds a bit ridiculous, but who will know what it will become in the future?

The four of them spent the night on the mountain, and Qu Donglai and Ye Qionglou left together.

"Yu Xiao, I listened to being more elegant, but I always felt that my temperament was a little bit worse. I was still domineering on Tianyilou!" Qu Donglai muttered again after leaving Yuping Mountain.

"The nine-level jade sky is closed, and the golden lock cannot be opened at night!" Ye Qionglou suddenly recited a poem.

"Well, I'm here to show off my knowledge, what does it mean?" Qu Donglai raised his eyebrows after hearing this.

"Yuxiao also means the heavenly realm, the legendary Emperor of Heaven and the place where the gods live." Ye Qionglou said slowly.

Oh, Qu Donglai was stunned after hearing this, his eyes wide open.

Yuxiao, Tianjie? He suddenly felt that this name sounds nice and grand enough!

"I didn't expect that guy still had something in his stomach!?"

On Yuping Mountain, Wusheng and Huayuan were sitting outside the broken hall, looking at the forest in front of them. The sky in the distance was silent except for the sound of wind.

"It's pretty good here." Hua Yuan whispered.

He once thought that one day he would find such a place to be a free and leisurely person in the mountains.

"If you like it, stay there. It's a land without a border anyway, it's just a little desolate."

"It's not desolate, it's very quiet." Hua Yuan said with a smile. He likes this place very much.

"The name Yuxiao is good."

Wusheng smiled. He knew that Huayuan, the "scholar in Qingyi", had not only profound cultivation, but also knowledgeable.

"Why do you need to find the Divine Fire?"

"To deal with the ghosts in the underworld."

"Divine Fire is very dangerous."

"I know, I've been in contact."

“I will pay attention to the relevant news.”

"Thanks."

The conversation between the two people is like an old friend who has known each other for many years.

Wusheng was the third one to leave, and Huayuan was still there. Wusheng could see that his friend had something to do with the "Qingyi Army", but he didn't know whether he should ask or not.

After returning to Lanruo Temple, he went to the Demon-Subduing Array and looked at the wound on the only remaining head of the Rakshasa King. Then he wanted to continue to "expand" the wound with the Buddha sword in his hand, but unfortunately the effect was not good. The head of the Rakshasa King was harder than his body and was difficult to destroy.

Sure enough, the effect of the divine fire is better.

Practice, go to the pagoda forest outside the temple, watch paintings, recite scriptures...

Wusheng has recovered the days he had begun to embark on the road of cultivation.

On the open space in front of the hall, Wusheng's palms were suitable, and suddenly he turned one hand and his palms were facing down.

Boom, there was a strange sound in the sky, as if it was about to collapse, and the earth under his feet also shook.

Alas, it still doesn't work, he sighed slightly.

"What's going on?" Monk Kongxu came out of the Zen Room and hurried to Wusheng's side.
Chapter completed!