Zhao Linfeng rejected Mao Shanjun's invitation.

Although Baiyun Temple is related to the upright Taoist dynasty, there is still some cooperation in many things.

But after all, the two of them had limited time to know each other, so it was not a wise choice to rashly go to the territory of the disciples of Maoshan to rest.

From this point of view, as a disciple of Baiyun Temple, he is a little silly in his style, but he still has the basic qualities of his birth practice.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, there are few fellow practitioners.

When disciples of the practitioners who have no enemies meet, they often verify their spiritual insights with each other, which is called "discussing the Tao".

Although it will never involve the fundamental practice of practicing, it is also an important way to express goodwill and enhance understanding.

Zhao Linfeng had some understanding of Maoshan's martial arts during his words and talked about them, and he tried them from time to time during the process of discussing Taoism.

However, for the Maoshan family, how to disguise themselves as Maoshan disciples has become an ancestral art...

As we all know in the world of cultivation, Maoshan has low requirements for qualifications for recruiting disciples, and various outer branches are numerous, with varying quality.

Some branches even allow mortals to offer treasures and wealth, teach some tricks and other minor tricks such as tricks and transport.

"It turns out that fellow Taoist masters from Maoshan Chongxi Wanshou Palace!"

The front is Tanxi Town. After entering the city, Du Zhenren said goodbye immediately, not wanting to endure the awkwardness of being unable to speak for a moment.

As soon as he left, Zhao Linfeng started talking about his master-education relationship with Mao Shanjun as if he had driven away the annoying flies.

"At the beginning of the year, Wanshou Palace celebrated the success of Taoist Li Huaqing's foundation building and held the Tianshi Conference. I had the honor to have followed my elders. The scenery of Maoshan makes people linger."

Mao Shanjun curled his lips and said:

"I'm not as good as Brother Dao!"

"As the elders are away all year round, it is rare to go back to the mountain gate celebration. However, Master Li transferred to Wanning Palace ten years ago and Ren Dianzheng, the Tianshi Conference was also held in Wanning Palace!"

I want to cheat me!

"Haha! Maybe I remembered it wrong!"

Zhao Linfeng blew up, perhaps to relieve the embarrassment, and seemed to say a topic that young people liked.

"These miscellaneous things can never be stopped in my heart for me. However, the younger sister who prayed for Li Tianshi at the ceremony is as beautiful as a fairy and pure as a simplicity, making it unforgettable for me!"

Mao Shanjun revealed a smile that men understand:

"Brother Dao asked elder Baiyunguan to Maoshan to mention it another day. This fairy is worthy of being as handsome as Dao!"

"Hahaha, I'll give you a good word from my brother, but Junior Sister Xiaofeng said that I can't be a master of heaven and a partner of Taoism, I'm still anxious!"

Zhao Linfeng took out objects from his arms from time to time, and did not avoid Mao Shanjun, as if he was exploring various spirits.

"Junior Sister Xiaofeng?"

Mao Shanjun was stunned when he heard this.

"Yes! Mao Xiaofeng, the junior sister who is praised by Maoshan youth, is the first generation of Maoshan youth."

impossible!

In my memory, Mao Shanfeng, a young girl who followed her home to catch insects and went into the water to catch fish?

The pure and innocent fairy in the description of Zhao Linfeng is absolutely unmatched!

Zhao Linfeng held a copper Bagua compass the size of a palm in his hand, followed the compass pointer and buried his head forward, not paying attention to the strange color on Mao Shanjun's face.

"The aura fluctuations in Tanxi Town are really strange. Judging from the damage to the house, it seems like hundreds of zombies have rushed into, but the remaining zombie concentration is minimal."

"Even if most of the zombies return to Huailin, there should be some zombies."

"I'm afraid that the corpse's body will spread plague, so I burned all the corpses last night."

Mao Shanjun spoke and explained.

Zhao Linfeng showed a look of being destroyed by a fool at the crime scene.

"The constable who sent the message was frightened and exaggerated the severity of the demon-stricken disaster in Tanxi several times."

"This is why I don't want mortals to participate in dealing with demon disasters..."

He took out a blank talisman paper from his arms, used his fingers as his pen, circulated his true essence, and wrote quickly, recording all the preliminary investigations of the demon disaster in Tanxi.

"I have already sent a message to the letter hall. When a few more brothers come, I will go to Huailin to investigate. Fellow Taoists can go together at that time, so there will be more protection for multiple people!"

Zhao Linfeng took the talisman paper to his mouth, muttering something in his mouth, and then gently blew it, the talisman paper automatically folded into a paper crane, and was thrown upwards by him, shaking and flying into the distance.

Paper cranes pass on letters!

A long-distance communication spell commonly used by people in practice.

Mao Shanjun agreed with a smile. He wished that the more people came from Baiyun Temple, the better. The more forces they would fight against the mysterious masked man, the greater the probability of finding the master in troubled waters.

As for whether the old man was eaten by a cunning dog, Mao Shanjun doesn't want to consider it for the time being.

At worst, I can stew the cunning dog again and take it as a teacher to avenge me!

"I don't have to accompany me anymore. In the Dashun Dynasty, all temples with imperial certificates are under the jurisdiction of Baiyunguan. I will temporarily stay in the Land Temple in Tanxi Town these days."

Mao Shanjun grinned and said:

"Isn't this a coincidence? Let's go along!"

When he walked to the entrance of the Land Temple, Zhao Linfeng was about to speak when he heard Mao Shanjun clasping his fists and saying:

"We will part today and meet again in the future!"

When Mao Shanjun pushed open the door of the next courtyard, only Zhao Linfeng was left with a confused look on his face in the autumn wind.

The land temple is close to the house of Maoshan disciples, and it is a waste of time to meet you in the future.

...

The next day, the sun had not yet emerged, and there was only a dark purple feeling in the sky.

Zhao Linfeng went out early.

He looked around, but he couldn't help but smile on his face without seeing the little Taoist priest of Maoshan.

I am responsible for investigating the truth of the demon disaster in Baiyunguan. How could I just listen to the one-sided words of the parties involved?

The paper crane's letter was just a means of paralyzing the little Taoist priests last night.

Although he did not doubt Mao Shanjun's identity as "Maoshan", Zhao Linfeng still planned to go to the homes of the three elders and others in the town to ask about it while the support had not arrived in the past two days.

Let’s compare with what Mao Shanjun said to see if the real situation last night can be restored.

A 16 or 17-year-old disciple of the Soul-Booning Realm cannot be an unknown person in Maoshan!

Although he is a disciple of Maoshan’s outer sect, he is actually probably the seeds of cultivation cultivated by Maoshan to go down the mountain to travel!

If the little Taoist priest steals the limelight, he will not be beaten to death by his senior brothers when he returns to Baiyun Temple!

What’s more important is how could he not know Maoshan Chufeng!

This kid pretended yesterday that only he could be worthy of Junior Sister Mao.

I must have regarded me, Zhao Linfeng, as a competitor in my heart!

Hahaha!

This guy must have not discovered the hidden steady nature under his own cool disguise!

——"Good morning! Brother Zhao"

Uh uh uh...

Mao Shanjun was naked, steaming all over his body, and his tendon-like muscles seemed to shine with a bronze luster. He trotted and walked out of the intersection.

He smiled and said hello, he reached out and the Taoist robe that was very similar to the color of the stone wall automatically flew into his hand.

After putting the Taoist robe backwards, the energy around his body fluctuated, and the Taoist robe automatically changed its style and color.

In Zhao Linfeng's eyes, Mao Shanjun quickly returned to his previous appearance as an ordinary Taoist priest.

"Does Brother Dao have the habit of morning exercises? It's such a coincidence!"

Mao Shanjun said without seeming to notice the awkwardness of the atmosphere.

"Hahaha! People who practice cultivation get up early every day and visualize the purple qi coming from the east are of great benefit to the soul tempering power!"

Zhao Linfeng rubbed his face hard with his hands, squeezed out a smile and said...

"So that's it. I wonder if I can explain the reason? I'm willing to exchange a recipe for making food treasures in Maoshan secretly to Brother Dao!"

Mao Shanjun just finished speaking, and before Zhao Linfeng could respond, he started to talk to himself:
Chapter completed!