Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Jiang Xundao was alone, and soon arrived at Yunqing Mountain all the way south.Just as the sky was clear in autumn and the mountains were peaceful, a few squirrels ran across the pine trees from time to time looking for stored food.

The dead branches under his feet disturbed a little gray squirrel stuffing pine cones in its mouth by the roadside. Jiang Xundao paused and looked at the little squirrel who was motionless and looking at him: "Xiao Li"

Jiang Xundao called softly, and the little squirrel hesitated for a while, then ran to Jiang Xundao's feet and sniffed.Seeing that it recognized him, Jiang Xundao squatted down and spread out his palms, and handed it a handful of peanuts.

Xiao Li Pao hurriedly took the peanuts from Jiang Xundao's hand with her paws and stuffed them into her mouth. She couldn't fit her cheeks and then stopped, but her eyes were still fixed on the two remaining peanuts in Jiang Xundao's palm. .

"Don't be so greedy." Jiang Xundao raised his hand to touch its head, but Xiaoli took two steps aside and didn't touch a single hair.Then he took a look at Jiang Xundao, took advantage of it, and quickly climbed up the pine tree beside him.

In the past, he stuck to Jiang Xundao and followed him down the mountain secretly, but now he doesn't let Jiang Xundao touch him.

Jiang Xundao stood up and took off the bag of treasures hanging from his waist. When he threw it out, he saw a large pile of fruit stones suddenly piled up on the ground, which seemed to pile up like a mountain in a blink of an eye.The mature Heichi and a few little monsters, who were sleeping with their stomachs bulging, were thrown out on their backs.

Hei Chi was woken up by the old turtle and quickly got up and looked at Jiang Xundao with a puzzled face.

It was inconvenient for Jiang Xundao to take them with him, so he prepared to leave them here: "Heichi, you can stay here in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaoli, who had been observing secretly from the tree, jumped down with a creak, and jumped excitedly on Heichi.They reunited after a long absence, but they had a great time playing together, and they played together soon.

In the blink of an eye, he was led by Xiaoli all the way to play by the stream, even Jiang Xundao ignored the question just now.When Jiang Xundao saw this, he knew that they had stayed in the treasure bag for too long, and he was eager to play as soon as they came out.

Without paying attention, Jiang Xundao walked up the path up the mountain to Yunqing Temple alone, and before he got close, he saw a puff of green smoke rising from the Taoist temple.

Last time after Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou left, Qingyun Palace did send people to invite Jiang Huaishan, but Jiang Huaishan was not here when they came.

The gate of the Taoist temple was opened, and the incense that was being offered was filled with a familiar fragrance. Jiang Xundao stepped across the threshold and saw the figure sitting cross-legged in front of Sanqing in the Taoist temple.

It has only been a few months since I saw Jiang Huaishan last time, but he seems to have aged a lot, his figure is slightly hunched, his face is rough, his eyes are closed, his hands are in his sleeves, and a dust whisk is resting on his elbows .

Jiang Xundao walked slowly to his side, and did not disturb Jiang Huaishan's meditation. Instead, he familiarly lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.Just like before, he offered incense and then knelt beside Jiang Huaishan.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the originally clean ancient road suddenly became lively, and there was an endless stream of ascetics who responded to the Qingyun Palace hero post and came to discuss how to deal with the demon sect.

A dilapidated arbor was propped up on a post road not far down the mountain, and a stooped old lady was making tea.Cultivators flying around in the sky come and go in such a hurry, no one will notice this small teahouse by the roadside where people can rest.

However, this small teahouse was not unoccupied, a group of people came by the side of the road after a while, they were just a group of casual cultivators in Taoist robes, they stopped after passing by the teahouse, and greeted the old lady to serve a few pots of tea.

The old lady glanced at them, and saw an old lady with gray hair and a silver-headed cane, a thick man with a scar on his face and a long knife half his body on his back, and a man holding a folding fan. There was a smiling white gentleman, and a slender and slender girl with an ordinary appearance.

It was said to be drinking tea, but when the tea was served, those few people didn't take a sip. Instead, they were watching the Yujian flying in the sky.

The man with the long knife squinted his eyes at the people passing by the sky from time to time, and asked: "You said that the people from Qingyun Palace even invited us casual practitioners, so you are not afraid that there will be people from the Demon Sect among them?"

Seeing him asking such a question, Mr. Bai Jing sneered, shook his folding fan and said sarcastically, "I don't know much."

The old lady paused on her crutches, and said with a smile: "Old Wu, you can ask such questions. Don't you know that the Vermilion Bird, the spirit beast of Qingyun Palace, guards the entrance of Qingyun Palace, and it is rumored that its eyes can go straight to the underworld? , if you are really a member of the Demon Cult, it only needs to take a look at you, and you will reveal your true colors and want to sneak in."

Mr. Baijing folded his fan and walked to the old lady's side and asked in a low voice: "Old lady, do you think this Demon Sect Lord really has the ability to attack Qingyun Palace?"

The old lady nodded and said with a long sigh: "Last time in the war between righteousness and demons, the righteous way suffered a disastrous defeat, and even the head of Fenghua Valley died tragically. Now the righteous monks are all terrified, the Lord of the Demon Sect will definitely take the opportunity to attack Qingyun Palace, Xuan Qingzi Why do you spread the hero post so widely that even us little casual cultivators are summoned to Qingyun Palace. You think he is asking us to help deal with the Demon Cult, but he is clearly asking us to die."

The man curled his lips: "Since we are sent to die, why should we go, we just go back home."

The young master looked disdainful: "If the devil's religion is not eradicated, do you think we will have a good life in the future? Besides, going to Qingyun doesn't necessarily mean going to death, maybe we will have a chance at that time."

The old lady smiled when she heard the words, turned her head to look at the girl who had been silent all the time, and asked, "Girl, why didn't you talk all the way?"

The man picked up the tea on the table and sniffed it, then interjected, "You haven't gotten used to it yet? Ever since we met her, has she ever said a word?"

The three of them met this girl not long ago. She happened to save the three who were entangled by the leopard spirit when passing by. Since then, they met and walked together together, and the three of them treated her with respect.

Holding the long sword, the girl stood up and said, "It's time to go."

The fifth child stood up and touched the long knife behind him, and said with some dissatisfaction: "It's cold."

"Miss from Jiangnan, wait for Xiaosheng." The young man who was obsessed with the paper fan hurriedly lifted up his clothes and followed the girl.

The old lady also got up hastily, and slapped Lao Wu with her walking stick, urging, "Shut your mouth and follow Miss Jiang quickly."

The group of four did not use their swords, but instead walked to the foot of Qingyun Palace Mountain.

When they got to the bottom of the mountain, they saw the disciples of Qingyun Palace who had been guarding the bottom of the mountain all the time, and behind them stood a half-human-high bird that was transformed into red. The feathers on its body seemed to be on fire, and its eyes were like abysses. It was pitch black, and from a distance it looked like a moving fire.

Suzaku jumped up and down the stone steps with its head held high, as if it was playing.Beside him was a disciple wearing Qingyun Palace costume, holding a bunch of blue grapes in his hand.

The bunch of grapes in the hands of the Qingyun Palace disciple exuded a burst of spiritual light, which looked extremely attractive.Every time Suzaku jumped two steps on the stone steps, it chirped and then turned around and opened its mouth, tilting its head to look at the man, who picked a grape and put it in its mouth tremblingly.

The fifth child looked at the seemingly ordinary Suzaku, scratched his head, and poked the young master in front of him with a puzzled expression: "I said fourth, is that the legendary Qingyun Palace's spirit beast Suzaku? See It’s nothing out of the ordinary.”

The young master shook the folding fan and nodded: "It should be. It is rumored that Suzaku has lived in the back mountain of Qingyun Peak for a long time, and Suzaku will only come out when Qingyun Palace is in danger. Except for the disciples of Qingyun Palace, not many people have seen it."

The fifth child stared at Suzaku for a long time. It didn't look like a mountain guardian spirit beast, it was clearly like a naughty and greedy bird: "No matter how you look at it, you can't tell how powerful it is."

The old lady snorted coldly and said, "Don't judge people by their appearance."

Just as a few people were saying this, there was a sudden commotion ahead, and they fixed their eyes.I saw that the Suzaku, which had been walking leisurely, suddenly flew in front of an old monk wearing a monk's robe.

The old monk's complexion changed drastically, and he hastily stretched out his hand to grab a Qingyun Palace disciple beside him: "Senior brother, this...what's going on?"

Suzaku leaned in front of the old monk and looked around, blinking curiously, and everyone was immediately relieved.The old monk took a deep breath, looked at Suzaku who was about to put his head on his face, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I saw the Suzaku staring at the old monk for a long time, then suddenly spread its wings, its eyes rolled around, its throat bulged, and it spit out a grape seed at the old monk.Then he chirped twice, turned around and walked back with his head held high.

"This bird..." Lao Wu chuckled, but his words were suddenly interrupted by a scream.

The old monk who was not far away suddenly burst out a burst of violent flames from the inside to the outside. The old monk only had time to scream before turning into a pool of ashes and blowing them to the ground.

The group of people standing beside him were startled, and hurriedly dispersed, fearing that the flying black ash would fall on them.

"This fire is so powerful." The young man in white folded his fan, his face pale, and asked the old lady beside him: "Old lady, this Suzaku only vomited a grape seed, why did that person get burned to death?"

The old lady let out a long breath: "The grape seeds spit out by Suzaku are stained with its saliva, that is the most terrifying karmic fire in the world. It can't be extinguished, and it can't be extinguished. It burned the old monk to death. , I'm afraid I found something wrong with him."

The fifth child squeezed away the young man in white, pulled the old lady's sleeve and said, "Then let's be careful, it won't spit on anyone who is unhappy."

The young master glanced at him, with disdain on his face, "Don't talk nonsense, as long as we behave properly, how can Suzaku be hostile to us for no reason?"

Jiangnan, who was standing next to the old lady with his head bowed in silence, suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at Suzaku, and then frowned slightly.