Daoists will flirt with me if they disagree

"Shall we jump down?" Guo Sanfeng asked dryly, he is a dry ghost and doesn't know how to swim.

Ling San adjusted his clothes and shook his head elegantly: "Every time I enter the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King will lend me to avoid water drops. I wonder if the owner of the Dragon Pool has this way of waiting for guests."

Zhixin pondered for a while, then took out a spell from his bosom, bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood on it, with the force of his finger, the spell flew through the air and fell straight to the top of the Longtan, Zhixin drank: " break!"

With the talisman as the center of the circle, the surrounding air seemed to be hit hard, with air waves overflowing, and the pool water was like the air, oscillating in circles of ripples, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger.

The Ling San man stroked the hair on his cheek, and smiled approvingly: "The little Taoist's door-knocking method is very profound."

The sound of the dragon chant at the bottom of the pool was deafening. After a while, with several dragon chants soaring to the sky, several water columns rose from the pool water, increasing in number and height.

I didn't expect to travel to this unknown era and still have the opportunity to see a fountain, or a musical fountain, Guo Sanfeng thought nervously and admired.

The dense water column finally gathered together, lifted a few people from Tan Zhong, and was confronting them head-on.

There are some people among them, as well as the Xiaolong people, probably some have turned into human form, and some have not turned into human form.Standing at the front was a middle-aged man who looked like he asked, "Are you here for the Soul Gathering Nail?"

Zhixin saluted, and replied, "Exactly."

The middle-aged man took out small wooden boxes one by one from his bosom, and as soon as he raised his hand to give them away, the wooden box flew over from the air, without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to catch the wooden box firmly, opened it and took a look Passed it to Lingsan to see, Lingsan nodded.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. If you have any request, feel free to ask, I will do my best." Zhixin stood tall and straight, cupping his hands.

The middle-aged man was also very straightforward: "No need, this matter has nothing to do with you." Then he moved his feet, the water column suddenly fell, and the person disappeared, and the surface of the pool was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Give it to us so easily?" Guo Sanfeng couldn't believe it.

Zhixin put away the wooden box, turned around and said to Ling Sanren: "Please also ask the immortal to take us back to Qiutang County."

Ling Sanren pointed to the sword on his back: "Lend me your sword."

Zhixin frowned: "An immortal can make a boat out of grass and reeds to ride the clouds and fog, why should he borrow my sword?"

"Tsk, you little Taoist priest is really stubborn, that's all." Ling Sanren took off a jade pendant from his waist, threw it into the air, and then rose into the air with Zhixin and Guo Sanfeng.

This is the feeling of flying, this is the feeling of freedom, Guo Sanfeng half-closed his eyes to feel the wind and clouds, suddenly full of heroism, really wanted to shout loudly "We are back from learning the scriptures".

"Ah!" The jade pendant under their feet seemed to be bumped by something, and the Ling San people quickly flung their sleeves around Zhi Xin and Guo Sanfeng, and when they fell to the ground, the jade pendant also fell to the ground and shattered.

They were in the wilderness, and what they couldn't ignore was that standing in front of them was a boy of fifteen or six years old. This boy was wearing a water-blue robe, and his small face carved with pink jade had delicate features and was so tender that it could drip. When the water came out, the voice was crisp and clear: "I planted this tree, I opened this road, and I want to pass by here..."

This young man doesn't know if there is an adult to educate him, Guo Sanfeng was amused by him, he just thought it was very funny, and he said a joke: "What's the matter?"

The young boy raised his face and pointed at Ling Sanren: "Take me to fly together."

Pfft~ It's a good thing he didn't say the first half of the well-known sentence, otherwise Guo Sanfeng really thought that he had strayed into the magic blockbuster studio instead of time travel...

Ling San had a rare gloomy expression: "You come from the Dragon Pool of Phoenix Terrace, aren't you?"

The young boy was not at all flustered when someone pointed out his background: "So what?"

The man from Lingsan picked up the jade pendant that had been broken into two halves on the ground and put it away carefully, with regret and anger on his face, "Why have you been following us?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then stomped his feet: "I have my own feet, you can control me."

The Lingsan seemed unwilling to chatter with him anymore, he raised his hand, picked a leaf from a distant tree, and then rose into the sky with Zhixin and Guo Sanfeng: "Let's go."

Guo Sanfeng lowered his head subconsciously, seeing the young man chasing after him for two steps in a daze, his lips opened and closed as if he was muttering to himself.

"Immortal, Daoist, wait." Guo Sanfeng was still looking back at the lonely figure of the young man, "He is from Longtan. Is it because of him that we can get the Soul Gathering Nail so easily?"

Zhixin glanced at Guo Sanfeng unexpectedly, and said, "Shangxian, what the young master said is not unreasonable, let's ask again."

"Tsk, noisy children are the most troublesome thing." Ling Sanren said, taking a strand of hair along his hair and throwing it in the direction of the boy.

A strand of hair is as thin as nothing, and it has turned into a rope before the boy flew at least a few years ago. The boy wiped his eyes and grabbed the end of the rope with a smile on his face. With a single pull from the other side, the boy flew lightly to their side , the young man hugged Guo Sanfeng's spiritual body in a vain way: "Thank you brother."

"Thank you for what I'm doing, thank you this immortal." Even though Guo Sanfeng was only a spirit body, he was quite embarrassed by being hugged.

The boy turned his face away, bit his lip and looked at Ling Sanren but remained silent.

"What's your name?" Guo Sanfeng propped his chin, looking at the boy opposite.

As expected, the young boy was still a child at heart. He ate the almond cakes until his cheeks became swollen, as if he had never eaten anything. He licked his fingers after eating the almond cakes: "I don't have a name."

"Ah? Didn't your parents pick it up for you?"

"I haven't taken it yet, so I'll go with you." The young man licked his tongue, as if he still had something to say.

OMG, Guo Sanfeng thought he was kind enough to take in homeless children. Are they abductions?

The people of Lingsan were already tired of the communication between children like them, so they beckoned the waiter to serve another plate of almond cake. He held the plate in his hand and asked the young man, "The Soul Gathering Nail is the treasure of your clan. do you know?"

The young man stared at the almond cake in his hand, and nodded: "I saw you go to the Phoenix Terrace to look for Soul Gathering Nails. Daddy said that I can give them to you, as long as I leave Longtan."

His father said he could give it, so he gave it. Most of this young man's status in Longtan is not low, and this Ichthyosaur tribe is really strange. It is really shameless to force minors to run away from home.

Since the man was "abducted" by Guo Sanfeng, both Ling Sanren and Zhixin seemed to have nothing to do with him, so he had no choice but to take the boy back to the magistrate's mansion and let him share a room with him.

Without further ado, it was night, Zhixin took out the Soul Gathering Nail from the wooden box, Guo Sanfeng asked: "Master Daoist, how do you use this thing?"

Zhixin looked solemn: "I don't know the poor, let's give it a try."

Guo Sanfeng's invisible lasagne tears were about to flow again, when he heard the young man's voice say clearly: "If you want to gather the soul, you must first engrave the name of the soul gatherer on the body of the fish dragon, and the engraved name is stained with the blood of the fish dragon. Only the soul nail can work."

"What did you say!" Guo Sanfeng yelled out in shock, let alone him, Zhixin also frowned.

Guo Sanfeng bit his lip and was about to rush out: "I'm going to find the immortal—"

"Don't look for it, I'm here." Ling Sanren suddenly appeared.

Guo Sanfeng moved forward eagerly: "Immortal, this little dragon said..."

Ling Sanren waved his hand and interrupted him: "I see, the messenger who is in charge of the rope has arrived just after we came back. The reason why he lied to us that he can't make the decision by using the soul-gathering nail is because the key point is that the fish-dragon tribe On the body, the Soul Gathering Nail is easy to borrow, but only the fish and dragons know how to use it."

"I have already turned into a human form. As long as I use the soul-gathering nail to engrave my brother's name on me, the soul-gathering nail can help my brother gather his soul." The young man seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him, and he was very serious.

"So that's it." Ling Sanren nodded, "This soul-gathering nail was originally used by Cang Jie when he created characters, and it was contaminated with the aura of countless creatures, and he was thrown into the Longtan later. open relationship."

No wonder the people of the Yulong clan gave them the soul-gathering nail without saying a word. At that time, they had a Taoist priest, a god and a ghost. The people of the Yulong clan were probably afraid that they would persecute the fish-long clan if they took the soul-gathering nail, so they used the soul-gathering nail. Keeping their family from being harassed with this young man, but why is this young man willing to take the initiative to sacrifice?

"No," Guo Sanfeng shook his head, "I'd rather just be a ghost with an incomplete soul, and I won't... I won't..."

"Brother, you saved me, and I am willing to help you use the Soul Gathering Nail." The young man looked up at Guo Sanfeng with a smile on his face.

"I..." It's an old friend again, but who knows if he admitted the wrong person, even if he didn't admit the wrong person, it should be Shi Lanting, how can he be the master, Guo Sanfeng was both moved and guilty.

"How long have you been in shape?" Ling Sanren suddenly asked the boy.

The boy stared at him without answering.

The people from Lingsan tried to be as pleasant as possible and said: "This soul-gathering nail is an extraordinary sharp weapon, I'm afraid it will hurt your primordial spirit, can you bear it?"

The young man straightened his chest: "That's natural, only our fish and dragon clan can withstand the Soul Gathering Nail."

Zhixin nodded: "You rest tonight, and practice tomorrow."

Early in the morning, Zhixin practiced his swordsmanship, and when he turned around, he saw the fish-dragon boy standing on the porch holding the umbrella of "Shi Lanting", and asked, "What about him?"

The boy said happily: "Brother said to buy almond cake for me."

Why don't you bring an umbrella when you go shopping?Zhixin made a calculation with his right hand, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and that guy actually ran away...

Guo Sanfeng sneaked into the magistrate's library in the middle of the night, and found a few books on herbal medicine after searching for several hours. Unfortunately, the hand-painted herbs on them were not very clear and would inevitably be distorted. All torn off.

He flew to Yangjiao Mountain, more than ten miles away, and searched for it from one mountain to another. The medicinal herb that has the effect of boiling grows on the sunny hillside. Fortunately, the Lingsan people gave him the soul-fixing pill, so he only needs to miss it. During the two hottest hours at noon, the rest of the time is free to move around.

He searched for two days, and he had searched Yangjiao Mountain all over, but he still found nothing. He floated down the mountain listlessly, and was about to go to a farther mountain to find it, when he found Zhixin standing at the bottom of the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Seeing him, Zhixin stretched out his hand behind his back, holding his umbrella in his hand, Guo Sanfeng took the umbrella and started to fight, whispering: "Thank you."

"What are you looking for?" Zhixin asked.

Guo Sanfeng took out the pictures from his pocket and handed them over, looked at them persistently, took out a stick of incense from the sword bag on his back and lit it, he put the picture on the incense and burned it to ashes, sprinkled it around the incense, Then he sat cross-legged and muttered something in his mouth.

Guo Sanfeng probably knew that he was trying to figure out what to do, but unfortunately he couldn't hear what the incantation was, and he just stared at Zhixin's face hopefully.

This fellow Taoist looks good, although he is not very good-looking, but he is very decent and dignified, with an inviolable detachment, just like Ling San people said that his face is not comparable to a god, if a god has a fairy face, The face of Zhixin is probably the appearance of an immortal.

Zhixin suddenly opened his eyes, and Guo Sanfeng quickly turned his eyes away in embarrassment.

Zhixin looked at the shadow cast by the smoke from the incense on the ashes, stood up and said, "I found it, follow me.".

"Yeah." Guo Sanfeng felt that he was so unscrupulous that he became a fan of obsessing over killing his enemies...