This Qingxuan Temple is really surprising in every way.

But think about Taoist Priest Zi Chen's unique and convincing aura. The rules are irregular and are only used to restrain people. If he really has Taoist Zi Chen's temperament, I am afraid that anyone can be convinced with just a glance.

It doesn't matter anymore.

If that's the case, then it's time to tell him about the abnormality on the mountain.

After all, there are so many grievances and sins gathered here. If they were to gather together, it would probably not be a trivial matter.

Qingxuan Temple is not far from Tomb Hill. No matter what happens, it will bear the brunt. It is time to ask questions.

"Let's go."

I took Qingbai and walked down the stone steps.

There were thorny eyes stuck to me behind me, but at this moment I could only force myself to endure it, so as not to scare the snake. Xiao Lian and Lantern did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing each other.

And at the moment when I couldn't see it, in the long and green cypress forest, a middle-aged Taoist figure was slowly emerging.

His face was pale, his expression was cold, and his eyes were staring in our direction:

"Xuanyang Palace..."

Then he slowly disappeared.

…

Back at the Taoist temple, Qingbai's complexion improved significantly. He couldn't wait to come to the Taoist temple and found the unruly Taoist priest Zi Chen:

"Uncle Master, something doesn't seem right about Tomb Hill."

Seeing him coming back, Taoist Priest Zi Chen quickly waved his sleeves and straightened his posture.

Qingbai was so anxious that he didn't see it, but I clearly saw that he hid a few pig's trotters - it was probably a blindfold or something.

But because he was in a hurry, he didn't do it thoroughly, and there was still a faint scent of braised food in the air, so Qingbai couldn't help sniffing: "It smells so good..."

Taoist Master Zi Chen coughed quickly, and then asked: "What could happen to Tomb Mountain? Is it possible that your uncle Qingya is not here?"

Qingbai came back to his senses and said hesitantly: "I don't know... Uncle Qingya didn't find it, but it's so cold on the mountain, my bones are so cold, and I don't feel comfortable at all - Uncle, didn't you teach me before?

If a Taoist cultivator feels bad somewhere, there must be something fishy?"

He looked at Zi Chen and subconsciously rubbed his arms: "It's really cold."

The next moment, I clearly saw Taoist Priest Zi Chen's face turn serious: "What did you say? Your bones are so cold?"

Then he stretched out his palm and patted Qingbai's wrist.

In my eyes, a burst of warm golden light filled the air from his fingertips. As his palm touched Qingbai's wrist, the golden light quickly washed away like waves, dispersing the cold air from his body.

Qingbai relaxed his tense body without even noticing it, and then solemnly nodded: "It's very cold."

Taoist Priest Zichen looked at me.

So I took a step forward and lowered my voice: "Not only is it cool, but it's also full of injustice."

"This is impossible!"

Taoist Master Zi Chen quickly stood up, and then his brows became tighter and tighter: "Father, layman, I'll take someone up the mountain to check."

As he said this, the whole person disappeared.

After Qingbai explained the matter, he had regained his childish nature and began to wander around the room: "It smells so good...what on earth is uncle eating secretly?"

But he soon came back to his senses: "By the way, layman, do you want to practice meditation in the mountains? Come, I will take you to the side courtyard for resettlement. There are also some Taoist priests who come to place orders."

As soon as he took a step forward, he turned around and looked at me carefully: "But... I heard that there are differences between men and women. It is rare to see female Taoist priests on our mountain."

I smiled: "It doesn't matter, just arrange a secluded room for me."
Chapter completed!