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

Zi Xu asked puzzled.

Lin Laodao focused his eyes and patted Zi Xu on the head.

"There must be something strange in it, let's follow."

Zixu was taken aback when he heard the words, and blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Eh? We don't care about the uncle?"

"I can't die, otherwise there will only be a paper doll asking for help? If you are really sorry, just burn some more paper money for him later."

The corner of Zixu's mouth twitched, and he quickly followed Lin Laodao.

If the uncle really died, he must have been cursed to death by you, the master!

Master, you must go well, and I will burn paper money for you in the future, as much as you want.

There is a grievance and a debtor, all of this is what the master wants. If you are a ghost, don't look for me!

"Zixu, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Laodao turned his head and urged Zixu, who was muttering non-stop.

"Uh...it's nothing. I'll read the Sutra of Salvation to my uncle first."

Zixu said embarrassingly.

"...Don't waste that effort, he will go to hell if he thinks about it or not."

Lin Laodao and Zixu each pasted a concealment talisman, restrained their breath and followed.

On the other side, Cheng Fan quickly walked through the mountains, killing more than ten blood corpses one after another, and cleared the eastern mountains.

Most of these blood corpses maintained their previous appearance, and they were still wearing the Taoist robes of Yangxiu Temple.

Judging by their level of strength, they are probably only at the late stage of Qi training.

In Li Xiuyang's memory, his master and junior were all turned into blood corpses by him, and their strength was close to the late stage of foundation establishment.

But Cheng Fan searched for nearly half an hour, but there was no trace of them.

Just as Cheng Fan was about to expand the search range again, a streamer flew over and fell into his hand.

It is a message talisman sent from year to year, inviting Cheng Fan to come to the clouds to have a talk.

Cheng Fan put away the communication talisman and walked directly with the sword, his figure disappeared into the sky in an instant.

……

"Little friend, Benlong slaughtered 32 blood corpses, and the northern mountains have been cleaned up!"

Before Cheng Fan reached the three of them, he heard the loud voice of the old dragon from a long distance away.

Cheng Fan arched his hands and said with a smile: "The three seniors have worked hard."

"Efforts with a little effort, what's the point?"

The old dragon proudly twirled a dragon beard.

Nian Suixi smiled and said: "I also cleared the south side, and checked back and forth several times, and there are no mistakes or omissions."

"Hey! The west side has also been cleared, thanks to fellow Taoist Nian, if he hadn't helped, the old man would have lost his waist."

Lord Stove rubbed his old waist, looking tired, and the scent of incense around his body was much weaker than before.

Cheng Fan was taken aback for a moment, would the incense gods also feel tired?

The God of the Land, the God of the City God, the God of the Stove...

When Cheng Fan saw them in the past, he seemed to be full of energy and energy.

Cheng Fan suddenly remembered the first incense deity he met, the old mountain god from Wuzhen Mountain.

The old mountain god, who was dressed in plain linen and hunched over, exuded an aura of twilight from all over his body.

At that time, the scent of incense on the old mountain god was extremely weak, which meant that he had reached the end.

Tonight, Lord Stove Lord must have consumed a lot of incense and wish power.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan was immediately in awe.

The Stove Lord seemed to have noticed the change in Cheng Fan's eyes, and smiled openly, with some teasing in his tone.

"You made me laugh. My god can't refuse to accept his old age. Especially this waist strength is really not as good as before."

Cheng Fan: "...I'll roast two skewers of big kidneys for you when you go back."

"Hey! That's a good relationship! It needs to be mended."

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard the words.

After joking, Cheng Fan took the initiative to talk about the monks and Taoist priests he met.

Nian Suixi raised his eyebrows, "So many people are here to join in the fun? Do you think they have the same purpose as us?"

Cheng Fan shook his head, "It hasn't been a day or two since Li Xiuyang left the blood corpse here, and it will be a matter of time before he is discovered, so it's not surprising."

"That Taoist priest is pure-hearted and came here to investigate zombies, but the old monk's purpose is unknown, so I can't see through him."

Hearing this, the old dragon crossed his arms and said with a smile: "These guys don't come sooner or later, but they bump into us. Is it really such a coincidence?"

There is a teasing smile on the corner of Lord Stove's mouth, and he also shows a half-smile expression every year and night.

Seeing the narrow smiles on their faces, Cheng Fan didn't understand that he was being teased by them.

They must have mastered something they didn't know.

Cheng Fan pretended to be ignorant, and nodded seriously: "It's really a coincidence."

"No, how can you think that way? How can there be such a coincidence in this world?"

The old dragon scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and poked Cheng Fan secretly.

"What day do you think is today?"

Hearing this, Cheng Fan nodded thoughtfully, and the old dragon immediately looked expectantly at Cheng Fan.

Is the word on the verge of coming out?

Say it, say it!

"Kindergarten starts? No, it's still a few weeks away."

The old dragon was speechless for a while.

I don't even think about where you are now, why are you still thinking about your little padded jacket here?

"It has nothing to do with the little girl. Let me give you a hint, the answer has something to do with the festival."

"That's Tanabata."

"No, it's not! Guess later, it has something to do with astrology."

Cheng Fan shook his head repeatedly.

"Can't guess."

"The yin is so heavy, you don't think of anything?"

No matter how Lao Long hinted at Cheng Fan, he just guessed in the wrong place.

Nian Suixi looked at the pair of live treasures amusedly, and said with a smile: "Old Dragon, don't be fooled. Haven't you seen it yet? Xiao Cheng is teasing you!"

The old dragon slapped his head and glared at Cheng Fan.

"You kid, you've guessed it and you're still playing tricks on Ben Long!"

Cheng Fan rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "I just vaguely guessed something. Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the yin energy will indeed be stronger than usual. I just don't know what this has to do with other fellow Taoists coming here?"

Nian Suixi smiled and explained: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the moon is getting rounder at night."

"There is a big rice dumpling buried in this mountain. As it absorbs more and more moonlight, it becomes more and more restless. Counting the days, it will be almost two days today, and this is their trip. the goal of."

"So that's how it is...wait a minute, Big Zongzi?"

This zongzi is obviously not a zongzi for people to eat.

It's a man-eating zombie!

Cheng Fan narrowed his eyes and asked, "A real zombie? Not a blood corpse refined by Li Xiuyang?"

"That's right! It buried its bones in a very dark place, absorbed the moonlight to strengthen itself, and is a real zombie!"

Chapter 269 Life is not easy, Zixu sighs

"Judging from senior's tone, this big zongzi seems to be extraordinary?"

Nian Suixi said: "Yes, ordinary zombies have stiff limbs, their heads are not lowered, and their eyes are not slanted. The legs are not separated, and the corpse does not rot."

"But this one is different. This is an excellent place to raise corpses. It has absorbed moonlight for hundreds of years, and it has evolved into a flying corpse. It has impressive mana, and may even have some kind of supernatural power. It is not to be underestimated." watch for."

"And it moves swiftly, jumps like flying, sucks the essence without leaving trauma. It's not the kind of low-level zombies that only know how to bite."

Cheng Fan's face changed slightly when he heard the words, "Senior, what kind of strength is this flying corpse? Entering Taoism? Could it be that it has already surpassed Jindan?"

Nian Suixi waved his hand, "To be honest, I don't know. Zombies don't have the realm of Taoism, and they all rely on a body made of iron. You don't know its strength until you beat it."

"But you don't have to worry too much, this big rice dumpling is still trapped in the formation and won't be able to get out in a short time."

Nian Suixi smiled, "As the saying goes, if you swallow a golden elixir, your fate is up to you. Why are you so careful?"

The old dragon patted Cheng Fan's shoulder, and said boldly: "The Daoist Golden Elixir exists like a real fairy, you should learn more from me, so that you can travel all over the world in the future!"

Cheng Fan smiled mischievously, but didn't answer.

what's going on?

Do you want me to learn how you are always beaten into such a crippled body?

Cheng Fan couldn't help shivering when he thought that his old age was as miserable as that of the old dragon.

Shaking his head again and again, he said, "It's okay to be careless. Be careful and sail for ten thousand years."

Low-key is king.

No one can learn from the old dragon to provoke troubles everywhere.

God knows where a great power will come out of it?

In the past, I heard people say that there are less than a hundred people who have entered the Tao, and I thought that Jindan was the pinnacle.

Who knew that when he turned around, he would meet Nian Suixi and Laolong.

Later, I learned that there are such forces as Taiqingguan and Tianshifu.

Now another big zongzi flying into the sky and hiding from the ground appeared, Cheng Fan couldn't help but be careless.

Reminiscent of Taoist Priest with glasses and the young and old monks, Cheng Fan has already guessed in his mind that they are close to each other.

"It seems that those Taoist priests and masters are here to repair the formation. I will help them, but I can't let this big zongzi get away!"

Nian Suixi nodded, "We're not good at formations, so we won't go in to join in the fun. We'll hold the stage for you outside."

"That's right, little friend, just go ahead and do it! If something goes wrong, Benlong will take care of you!"

"Hey! Count me as a god."

Cheng Fan smiled, bowed his hands to the three seniors, and left with Yu Jian.

……

In the mountains.

Lin Laodao and Zixu followed the two monks all the way to the depths of the mountains.

I saw the two of them walking towards a cave, and the black flames at the entrance of the cave instantly engulfed the two of them, cutting off their tracks.

After a few seconds, the black flame dissipated and hid at the entrance of the cave. It was not a good place at first glance.

"The cave is dangerous. As a teacher, I can't protect you well. You stay outside and hide, don't move around."

Lin Laodao explained something to Zixu, and before Zixu could reply, he held the mahogany sword and entered the entrance of the cave vigorously and resolutely.

Hei Yan immediately rushed towards Lin Laodao, engulfing his figure.

"Ah? Master, wait..."