The sky is light and the dawn is just beginning to dew.

Through the hazy light, you can vaguely see a small temple in the west of Luotian Town. The glazed tiles on the top of the temple are half new and half old. The pink walls on both sides of the mountain gate have been peeled off. The green paint on the temple gate has also fallen off. Entering the temple, you can see a main hall with carved painted wooden brackets, bluestone dragon pillars, stone carved round drums on both sides, carved window frames, and a stone statue of a young woman in the center, with auspicious cloud covers on her head, dignified and lifelike appearance, with a flying fairy bun on her head, wearing a long skirt of Liuxian, barefoot, and holding a huge snail in her hands, with no snail inside (Note: the round cover on the outside of the snail). Staring in front, there are golden boys and jade girls standing on the left and right, wearing ribbons, floating and dancing. There is an incense burner in front of the hall, with a few packs of incense and candles piled up next to it, which seems that there has been no incense for a long time.

There were three people sitting on the ground in the main hall, bathing in the morning light. It was Feng Shuzhu, Master Dakini and Jingchenzi. Master Dakini was in the middle, facing the fairy stone statue and meditating. Feng Shuzhu and Jingchenzi lived on both sides and sat facing away.

Feng Shuzhu and the Divine Walker Master closed their eyes slightly, calmed their breath, and their face was as deep as water.

Jingchenzi frowned, his eyes turned from time to time, suddenly opened his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Feng Shuzhu and Kongxing without any reaction. After thinking for a while, he simply stood up, looked up at the sky outside the hall, turned around and glanced at the two of them, and said, "Two fellow Taoists, the sky is already dawn. I want to go around Luotian Mountain for a walk, and maybe other discoveries will be found."

Upon hearing this, Master Khashang slowly opened his eyes, recited the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha, I am here to wait for my junior brother Kongming to wait for the master to fulfill the important Dharma orders of my master."

Feng Shuzhu also slowly opened her eyes, looked at Jingchenzi, and said lightly: "Master Jingchenzi's suggestion is feasible, but I want to know what I think as soon as possible."

When Jingchenzi heard Feng Shuzhu agree with his proposal, he smiled and said, "It is better for the Dakini Master to stay here. Feng Shaoxia and I will go out to find out the news again, what?"

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and turned her gaze to the Divine Walker Master sitting aside.

Master Knight looked at Feng Shuzhu, then looked at Jingchenzi, and said lightly: "Amitabha, I have no objection to you, so I will have two fellow Taoists."

Jingchenzi was happy on his face, and immediately took a step and was about to leave, but Feng Shuzhu said behind him: "The two of them are too silly to walk together. Taoist Master Jingchenzi, why not act separately?

Jingchenzi was stunned, stopped his steps, turned around, thought for a while, then woke up, and said, "Young Master Feng is still meticulous, so I should go to the front mountain, how about Young Master Feng going to the back mountain?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled and nodded, "I'm just about to go to the back mountain to explore."

Master Dakini had already stood up at this time, walked to Feng Shuzhu's side, and said softly: "If you find out, I hope the two fellow Taoists will come here to inform me in time."

Feng Shuzhu and Jingchenzi looked at Master Dakini and nodded at the same time, both agreeing.

The two of them said goodbye to the empty journey and left the main gate of the small temple. Next to the pink eight-character wall, Jingchenzi bowed and said, "Young Master Feng, I have gone to the front mountain from here. The road behind the mountain is far and has been a lot of trouble. You might as well drive the sword."

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said, "There are very few swords flying next, let alone the sun is in the sky. Don't be too silly to avoid alerting the snake and causing unnecessary trouble."

Jingchenzi was stunned again and immediately said, "If it makes sense, then thank you Young Master Feng." After saying that, he did not stop for a moment and turned around and walked towards the road ahead of the mountain.

Feng Shuzhu stood there, waiting for Jingchenzi's figure to disappear on the mountain road before turning around and walking slowly towards the back mountain.

The back mountain of Luotian Mountain is very different from the front mountain. The front mountain is probably because it is close to the town. In addition to the lush grass and trees, there are also stone paths up the mountain, but the back mountain is filled with trees covering the sky and sun. The grass and trees are extremely lush and rarely visited. The vines are wrapped around thorns, and there is no path to find.

The wind and sparse bamboos pass slowly through the forest. I heard the sound of gurgling water. I walked over and saw a stream flowing slowly from the mountain outside the forest. The stream water was clear and the two sides were filled with round pebbles. It was smooth and clean by the stream water. When I looked at the river bank, it was wide, and it was not suitable for a good place to go.

I made up my mind, abandoned the jungle and walked up the river bank. But suddenly I heard a noise coming from the stream, "You are so unreasonable. I have worked hard to tell fortunes for you, and I don't pay any money, but I will take you up the mountain to do something?"

Feng Shuzhu was shocked and heard the sound a little familiar, so he looked at the sound and saw an old man wearing a gray robe with three long beards under his chin. He held a bamboo pole in his right hand, and a square flag was hung on it, with the words "Preparing things like gods". Two monks in red next to him, one tall and one short, pulled the old man's sleeves and dragged them up the mountain.

"You are talking nonsense and you want to collect money from the Buddha. I will catch you up the mountain to build a temple and work as a hard laborer." The tall monk cursed and raised his hand to beat the old man.

"What's the point of talking nonsense? The hexagram shows that you two have a bloody disaster within a day. You can only leave this place quickly to ensure safety." The old man raised his arm to face the tall monk's hand.

"Hey, I said you old man, you are stubborn, why don't you calculate for yourself? You're not going to come to Luotian Mountain for no reason? Isn't you seeking death?" The short monk said with strange eyes.

Feng Shuzhu immediately recognized that the old man was the prime minister whom he met in Shimen Town, Xia Cangqing Mountain many days ago. Why did he go to Luotian Mountain thousands of miles away? The two monks in red were the two patrolists who met in the front mountain last night.

"Lao Jiu came from searching for the hexagram. The hexagram shows that Lao Jiu will be lucky when he comes here." The old man shook his head and said seriously.

With a crisp sound, the tall monk in red dress actually slapped the old man while he was unprepared and scolded: "I said you old man, you don't know how to live or die. Don't go up the mountain with Master Buddha, and you're still noisy here."

The old man was slapped in the face, and his face suddenly became swollen and swollen. He couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Help, the monk tells fortunes and doesn't pay money, but he still hits people. Help."

The two monks in red were furious when they heard this. The tall monk in red pulled out the scimitar from his waist and shook it gently. However, when he saw the cold light, he realized that it was extremely sharp at first sight. He deliberately raised it in front of the old man and shook it viciously: "Old man, if you want to be tactful, just follow the Buddha obediently, so as not to be a ghost under the Buddha's sword."

Seeing that the scimitar was very sharp, the old man hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands and stopped the sound, and his eyes kept spinning.

Seeing this, the two monks in red laughed out loud, and their anger disappeared immediately.

"Wouldn't that be the case? Lord Laufo, I'll draw the knife." The tall monk in red said as he put the scimitar into the scabbard.

Seeing that the old man dared not resist any more, the short monk in red stepped forward and pushed him hard, shouting angrily: "Go away!"

The old man was pushed and staggered, but he looked at the scimitar again and did not dare to speak anymore, so he had to walk forward with a bamboo pole in his hand.

Seeing this, the two monks in red looked relaxed, and followed behind and talked and laughed, so happy.

Feng Shuzhu saw this and had an idea, rushed out of the forest quickly, fell down on purpose, shouting: "Ouch."

The two monks in red heard it clearly, and stopped at the same time and turned their heads. When they saw someone falling into the grass by the forest, they looked at each other. The tall monk in red pointed at the master of the photo, and whispered to the short monk in red: "Look at him, I'll go over and take a look, I can't help but catch another one back to the mountain."

The short monk in red nodded and stepped forward to pull the Master's clothes with one hand, as if he was afraid of running away. He held the snail handle at his waist with the other hand and acted as a warning. The Master turned his head when he heard the sound, squinted his eyes and looked at the edge of the forest, showing a look of surprise on his face.

After the tall monk in red finished speaking, he pulled out his scimitar and walked carefully to Feng Shuzhu, carefully observing the situation in the grass ahead while walking. When he walked about two feet away, he stopped again, raised his sword and pointed it, "Who, come out quickly, or I will slash you in the sky."

Feng Shuzhu heard the sound, so he pretended to be afraid and said in a trembling voice: "Oh..., Master Buddha, please spare me... I'm here." As he said that, he stood up from the grass, covered with dead branches and leaves, covering his legs with one hand and the other, pretending to have fallen heavily.

The tall monk in red looked up and saw that it was a weak scholar. He then curled his lips, put away his scimitar, waved his hand to Feng Shuzhu, and shouted impatiently: "Come here, come here, who are you? How could you come here in the remote mountain? You can't be a spy."

Feng Shuzhu showed pain on his face, limped forward, bowed and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, you misunderstood. Xiaosheng is not a spy. Xiaosheng was looking for relatives. He was robbed of the package halfway through. He was penniless and could not hire a car. In order to find a shortcut, he fell into this mountain and got lost."

When the tall monk in red heard this, he looked Feng Shuzhu up and down, and his strange eyes rolled over and continued to ask: "What's your name? Where are you? Where to look for relatives?"

Feng Shuzhu bowed and said, "Your question, Master Mengfu, Xiaosheng dare not answer truthfully. Xiaosheng's surname is Feng, the third child, lives in Shimen Town, and goes to Tingxiang Town to join his uncle in business."

After hearing this, the tall monk in red-clothed monster turned his eyes and immediately said, "Shimen Town, that's far enough. Come on, tell me how many streets are there in Shimen Town?"

"You are so careless, Master Buddha, aren't you? I grew up in Shimen Town since I was a child. There are two streets in front and back. The front street is called Jiangti Street and the back street is called Hualou Street." Feng Shuzhu replied with a half-bent back.

"Hualou Street, look at your outfit." The tall monk in red laughed out loud after he finished speaking, as if he no longer doubted anything.

Feng Shuzhu saw the situation and looked cowardly, and bowed her hands to accompany her with a smile.

The tall monk in red dress also laughed when he saw Feng Shuzhu, but his face immediately darkened and he said angrily: "Let's go, follow Master Buddha and I'll go up the mountain."

"Going the mountain? The young man talks a lot, and I don't know what the Buddha asked the young man to go up the mountain?" Feng Shuzhu pretended not to know, and asked with a pitiful look on his face.

The tall monk in red moved his mouth and his eyebrows stood up. He was about to get angry, but suddenly his eyes turned again, as if he had a plan, and he smiled and said, "Didn't you lose your silver and can't hire a carriage? A temple is being built on this mountain, and a scholar is missing to write a blessing article. I wonder if you can do it?"

Feng Shuzhu replied quietly: "You can do it, but I dare to ask the Buddha, I don't know that food is available on the mountain. The young master has been hungry for more than a day."

When the tall monk in red heard this, Yang Tian laughed and said, "Yes, follow the Buddha up the mountain and eat enough."

Feng Shuzhu glanced at the other party, nodded and smiled, "It's so good, so good."

The tall monk in red waved his hand and walked back with Feng Shuzhu, and returned to the short monk in red and the master of the photo.

The master of the court had long stretched his neck, narrowed his eyes, frowned, looked at Feng Shuzhu carefully, and suddenly pointed at Feng Shuzhu with his finger and said, "You are..., you are..., why do I see you so familiar?"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he had an idea and quickly interrupted Master Zhao and said first: "You old scammer who practices medicine, I didn't expect to meet him here. Last time I cheated me of ten taels of silver, so why don't you come back quickly." As he said that, he stepped forward and grabbed Master Zhao's clothes, raised his hand and wanted to hit him.

The master of the preface originally felt that Feng Shuzhu looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. He suddenly heard that he was asking for money. He immediately struggled to break free, and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I have never deceived you for money, but I have never seen you before, let alone I am a preface master, not a doctor." He pointed to the bamboo pole in his hand, and carried a square flag on it to "prepare things like gods."

Feng Shuzhu looked up at the flag, stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized it, and immediately bowed: "Old man, please atone for the sins. The young man was abrupt, and the young man was abrupt. Because he lost the silver, he was impatient and admitted the wrong person."

The master bounced his wrinkled collar and said, "You are so reckless."

The two monks in red next to them were gloating and wanted to stand aside to watch the fun. Seeing that it was a misunderstanding and there was no show to watch, their faces darkened and continued to urge them to go up the mountain.

A group of four walked along the stream to Luotian Mountain. Along the way, two monks in red pushed and shoved, cursing endlessly. Before they knew it, they walked closer to the red light and were about to enter, and suddenly heard a silence from the air:

"Do not go, look at the sword."

Everyone heard the sound of breaking through the air, turned around in panic, and looked into the air and saw a black sword light heading straight for the tall red-robed monk.

The tall monk in red looked horrified, but he didn't have time to look closely, so he quickly dodged to the side and avoided the sword stabbed in the air. However, before he could stand firm, the person who came was shaking his wrist, raised his sword, and slashed a little. With a "sniff", the right collar of the monk in red was tapped, his shoulders were already hung, and his body was also circled to the other side by the opponent's long sword, separated from Feng Shuzhu and others.

The tall monk in red was shocked when he saw the visitor's sword technique so exquisite, and hurriedly pulled out a scimitar to resist. The monk in red saw that his accomplices were at a disadvantage, so he also pushed Feng Shuzhu and the prime minister into the red light with one hand, and pulled out the scimitar to join the battle group.

Feng Shuzhu looked closely and saw that the person who came was wearing a green sacred robe, a Taoist scarf, and a black sword. He was Taoist Jingchenzi.

Although the pressure on the tall monk in red has been relieved by the addition of a short red monk, Jingchenzi used the Guiyun Sword Technique of Tiantai Mountain. This sword technique was created by Guiyun Master Guiyun, the ancestor of Guiyunguan. It is known as the two major sword techniques of Zhengdao together with the Water Moon Palace Shuiyue Sword Technique. This sword technique is characterized by the combination of virtual and real, the real is extreme and the virtual is extreme and the real is strong. One virtual and the real is the root of each other. It produces yin and the real is strong and the real is strong. The so-called "water comes out like a dragon, roaring and striking and flying geese" is actually an attack in the defense, and the attack is strong and the defense is strong.

After watching for a long time, Feng Shuzhu could see clearly that although Jingchenzi was the eldest disciple of Xuan Qing, the current head of Guiyunguan, had not yet practiced his sword skills to the level of perfection. His sword skills were feminine and punctual, and he had no more attacks.

The three of them fought back and for dozens of rounds. Although the two monks in red were at a disadvantage, they were always forced into danger and exclaimed in surprise, but they were also dangerous and were in danger in the end.

The three of them fought for a while, and after a long time, Jingchenzi's sword technique gradually began to be used, and he was even more at ease in dealing with the two of them. He showed his expression on his face, like a cat and a mouse, using even more strange tricks to tease the two of them.

When the two monks in red saw that the swordsmanship was profound and their tricks were endless, they were worried that their lives would not be saved. When they exchanged their eyes, they immediately understood the intention of a quick battle. So they each swung their own moves, retreated out of the circle, stood side by side, and at the same time, they thought of a magic trick, and they started to slash the scimitar. The two scimitars suddenly had a cold light, and turned around and circled, and they were white and brilliant, flying towards Jingchenzi.

Jingchenzi sneered with a snorkeling, and with a "swish", the black sword in his hand divided into two sword lights, one black and one white, circling in interaction, like two dragons entangled with each other, rushing away, and opposing the two monks in red.

The two monks in red originally thought that the person who came was an ordinary Taoist, not a sword immortal, but when they saw the two sword lights emitted by the other party, they immediately understood that the person who came was a sword immortal under Guiyunguan. They were secretly surprised. After a moment of excitement, the two spiral air slashes were immediately suppressed by the two sword auras.

Feng Shuzhu saw it clearly. Although Jingchenzi's Taoist Dharma has not reached its peak, it is still more than enough to deal with these two mountain patrol demons. If these two people died at this time, under the sword light of Jingchenzi, his plan to explore the inner mountain would be completely lost. He thought so. When he raised his eyes, he saw two monks in red sweating like slurry, his clothes were wet, and his face showed despair.

Feng Shuzhu had an idea and shouted loudly to the outside world: "This Taoist priest, do you also want to follow the Buddha to make a living?"

Jingchenzi heard Feng Shuzhu's voice. He was stunned at first and began to be surprised. How could Feng Shuzhu be caught by these two incompetent monks? He was searching for clues in the front mountain, but he had no success in half a day before he came to the back mountain to find Feng Shuzhu. He saw two monks in red pressing the two of them into the red light from afar. He thought that the mountain people were caught and wanted to rescue the person. Before he could identify them, he hurriedly took out his sword to save him. Thinking of this, he thought about it and realized that he would not get a tiger's son without entering the tiger's den. Feng Shuzhu wanted to go into the mountain to find out the truth. He was a good intention and did something wrong. Since he had seen through this true meaning, he pretended to be unable to defeat the two, and gradually weakened the sword light.

The two monks in red were gradually suppressed by their opponent's sword light, and their pressure was suddenly relieved and their faces were filled with joy.

After a moment, Jingchenzi heard the "Oh" sound, and withdrew the sword light, and did not stop for a moment, and fled in the light.

When the two monks in red saw that the other party was defeated, they were relieved and dared not chase after him. They saw that there was no one else in the sky, so they quickly put the slash and fled to the red light, sat on the grass and gasped.

After a long time, the aura of the two gradually stabilized. The short monk in red dress helped the monk in red bandage the wounds, and then continued to press Feng Shuzhu and the Xiangshi to continue to go up the mountain.
Chapter completed!