Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Yes, let's use him."

Gui Lao gave him an appreciative glance and nodded in satisfaction.

After that, he took out a black jade wrench finger with extremely dark energy from his bosom, and cast out mysterious spells one after another.

At the same time, in the Yangxiu Temple, the master Li Xiuyang was preaching the Taoism.

Suddenly, there was a slight shock in his arms, and a gust of cold air gushed out.

Li Xiuyang's pupils grew bigger in an instant, and he quickly suppressed the cold air with great mana.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Li Xiuyang suddenly stopped lecturing, the disciples suddenly turned pale and sweat broke out, they couldn't help asking worriedly.

Li Xiuyang waved his hands pretending to be calm: "Today's lecture is over, I have something important to deal with for the teacher. Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, before the disciples could say goodbye, he disappeared in a flash.

In the alchemy room, Li Xiuyang looked solemnly at the black jade wrench in his hand, which was exactly the same as Guilao's, and it was the cold air that emanated from this wrench.

It was the old ghost's order to him, asking him to go to Wuzhen Mountain Dishui Temple to find out.

Let's test what kind of guy this Daoxuan is, and see if he is a major cultivator of the Golden Core Stage.

Hearing the name Dishuiguan, Li Xiuyang frowned.

Yangxiu Temple can be regarded as an old-fashioned Taoist temple in Hengcheng, and the name Dishui Temple is naturally no stranger to it.

When Guilao first arrived in Yangcheng, he didn't seem to understand the power of the Dishui Temple.

That couple is not a character to mess with!

Li Xiuyang has been staying in his Taoist temple for a long time, so the news is inevitably a bit blocked.

Li Xiuyang's eyeballs almost popped out when he saw the investigation by Old Gui's subordinates.

"What? That couple has disappeared! The power of Hengcheng's great array is out of ten, and it will be broken soon?!"

Chapter 247

Li Xiuyang read the secret letter sent by Gui Lao with a glance, and was beyond shocked.

The heavenly couple in the past are long gone?

Whose rules has he been honestly following all these years?

If it weren't for the fear of that couple, Yang Xiuguan would have grown bigger and stronger long ago!

Li Xiuyang scattered the secret letter cursing.

"The matter of Guilao cannot be delayed, we must set off immediately. But... frequent thunderstorms? Is it the weather or a catastrophe? This family must have achieved golden elixir, right?

"And this question about the way of thinking, it's probably some kind of formation for refining the mind! It's hard for people with evil intentions to take a single step..."

Li Xiuyang's eyes flickered for a while, and with the urge of mana in his palm, a gust of black air gushed out, exuding bursts of coldness.

Although it is still a lot worse than Guilao, it has reached the level of late foundation establishment.

"If this questioning is set by the couple, it will be troublesome. Do you want to take a risk?"

"...No! You can't scare the snakes, you have to bring a disciple to go with you, and invite that Daoxuan down the mountain."

Li Xiuyang's heart moved, and he returned to the main hall of Yangxiu Temple.

He walked straight past the dilapidated statue of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing, and shouted to the youngest and purest disciple in the Taoist temple: "Zhixing, come down the mountain with the teacher."

The little Taoist who was cleaning the Taoist temple was stunned for a moment, and bowed respectfully to the master.

Xi said: "Master, do you want to go down the mountain to buy materials to repair the Taoist temple? The pilgrims have complained a long time ago. Everyone said that the statues of the Sanqing masters were ruined by our Taoist temple, and they refused to come to offer incense!"

Li Xiuyang practiced evil skills secretly, so why did he care about the statue of the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqing?

Worshiping Sanqing can't improve his cultivation, he would rather spend more time practicing the evil ways in his hands than repairing the Taoist temple!

With a straight face, he shouted: "Hurry up and change into clean clothes, and go down the mountain with me, and I won't take you if you don't care anymore!"

"Don't! Master, I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time! Zhixing is going to change clothes now!"

The little Taoist Zhixing immediately threw down his broom, ran to his hut, changed into a white Taoist robe and came out.

Li Xiuyang didn't talk nonsense, and led Zhixing to use the escape method to go in the direction of Wuzhen Mountain.

The little Taoist Zhixing was held under his arm by his master, and he could only feel the whistling wind above his head.

He opened his mouth to ask where the master took him, and immediately took a mouthful of northwest wind.

About half an hour later, the two masters and apprentices came to Wenxin Road at the foot of Dishuiguan Mountain.

"Sure enough, as I expected, this way of asking the mind is exactly a mind-strengthening formation! This mysterious formation pattern and complicated restrictions seem to be exactly the same as the original Hengcheng formation! It must be the handwriting of that couple!"

Li Xiuyang carefully pondered the first few steps of Wenxin Road, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​going up the mountain in person.

Fortunately, I don't have a head iron, so I brought a stunned head over here.

Otherwise, the first test will be impossible, and how can you complete the task assigned by the old ghost without seeing each other?

"Master, where is this? Are we going up the mountain?"

The little Taoist Zhixing asked in a panic, with some inexplicable fear in his heart.

Li Xiuyang twitched a beard, said with a smile: "Zhixing, this time I am here to visit a Daoxuan Taoist priest of Dishui Temple. Now go and invite him down the mountain, and I will wait for him here in the gazebo."

Zhixing rubbed his stomach, and said weakly: "Master, it's already lunch time, why don't we find a place to fill our stomach first?"

"No!"

Li Xiuyang glared at Zhixing.

"You are the only one who doesn't know how to bigu, you are hungry! Now go and invite that Daoxuan down, please come and let me give you a full meal in that town, and let you see the meat."

Hearing that after a full meal, you can still see meat, the little Taoist Zhixing's eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay! Master, wrap it on me!"

The little Taoist patted his chest and happily walked up the mountain path.

Li Xiuyang was watching secretly in the gazebo.

I saw the little Taoist priest leaping up the mountain with vigorous strides after stepping on the road of asking his heart.

"This kid usually doesn't move so fast, it must be the effect of the formation on this road."

Li Xiuyang flickered and disappeared into the gazebo.

Around the top of the mountain where the Dishui Temple is located, it roughly turned around.

When he returned to the gazebo again, Li Xiuyang was shocked.

What a great handwriting!

An incomparably huge chain formation has been set up on the entire mountain!

There are all kinds of traps and killing battles, and there seems to be a large town of Juling!

Spiritual consciousness can only observe the formation, but it cannot penetrate the formation to see the situation in the Taoist temple.

In addition, the whole mountain seemed to be surrounded by aura, and the concentration of aura far exceeded his Yangxiu view. No wonder the air at the foot of the mountain was so fresh.

Li Xiuyang's jealousy made him tear apart.

If I have such a family business, why would I need to go any crooked ways?

If the Taoist temple is not cultivated, the incense will not flourish. Don’t I, Li Xiuyang, know that?

But cultivation requires resources!

The little incense money offered by mortals can't even buy a piece of Lingshi.

A few hundred a month, how to send beggars?

Who is willing to sacrifice their lives for such a small amount of money?

He also read Taoist scriptures from dawn to dusk every day, starving to death!

There are fewer and fewer people who believe in Taoism, and less and less incense money.

If it weren't for me, Li Xiuyang, to increase income and reduce expenditure, so that the disciples of the Quan Taoist Temple would have to spend a lot of money just for food every day.

Where is it like this dripping water view, the entire mountain is covered with formations, and there is also a huge spirit gathering formation...

Dogen, right?

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

That couple is gone, it's not up to you, a little Taoist priest, to enjoy such a good place!

It doesn't matter if you are a Jindan major repairer or not.

When Guilao breaks through Hengcheng, I, Li Xiuyang, will definitely flatten this dripping water temple!

……

In Li Xiuyang's eyes full of resentment, the little Taoist Zhixing quickly went up the mountain and out of his sight.

"call……"

Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since he knew that Master was going to take him down the mountain, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Good luck!

Fortunately, I just asked myself to invite a Taoist priest.

Fortunately, it's not like senior brother...

I don't know what this Daoxuan Taoist priest looks like or what his personality is like.

I hope that Taoist priest can go down the mountain to meet Master, Zhixing's belly can depend on you!

The little Taoist Zhixing walked into the gate of Dishui Temple nervously with a small face.

"Huh? This aura!"

As soon as the little Taoist Zhixing entered the door, he was startled by the blowing breeze and the strong aura, and stood blankly at the door.

How could there be such a rich place in the world? !

The three views of knowledge and action of the little Taoist priests have been refreshed.

In his subconscious mind, the aura of Yangxiu Temple was already very strong.

However, in fact, the aura in the Yangxiu Temple is indeed stronger than that in the city, but it is far from comparable to the Dishui Temple.

If you insist on comparing them together, it is the difference between the small stream and the Yangtze River.

Just when the little Taoist Zhixing was shocked, a faint laughter suddenly came from his ear.

"Xiao Daoist, don't be in a daze, why don't you come to the temple first?"

Chapter 248 The "Best Friend" Who Has Never Met

Hearing the words in his ear, the little Taoist Zhixing woke up instantly.

Turning his head to look, the distance from the door to the front hall was empty, and there was no one there.

That's right, a monk!

Could it be that he is the Daoxuan Daoist Master is looking for?

But his voice sounded so young...

Maybe it's the disciple of Daoxuan Daoist Priest!

Zhixing tidied up his clothes, patted the dust on the Taoist robe, and walked to the front hall with short legs.

As soon as the front foot stepped in, I couldn't help being amazed.

"Wow--"

Zhixing was used to seeing the damaged Taoist statues in his Yangxiu Temple, but now he saw the statues in the Dishui Temple, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

Although the god statue in the dripping water view is also made of clay, it looks very delicate, as if shrouded in a layer of brilliance.