Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Recently, monsters have haunted Le Town and injured several people.

Mu Chang and his party were invited by the townspeople to get rid of the demons.

Because the ghost escaped temporarily, Mu Chang and the others saw that Jiang Xundao went down the mountain and there was no place to live. The people in the town were dispersed by them during the day, and Jiang Xundao couldn't find a place to live for a while.

So he invited her to settle down in the dwelling that the people had prepared for them.

The next morning.

The handsome Taoist priest in white, holding a long sword, stood on the steps of the government office in the center of the town, with a gentle smile on his face and a dignified voice.

"Fathers and elders of Changle Town, last night, our brothers and sisters subdued the ghost that harassed the townspeople. Please rest assured, folks and elders, it will definitely not appear in Changle Town in the future."

Almost all the townspeople of Changle Town crowded into this small government office space. They were smiling, looked at Liu Wen on the steps respectfully and adoringly, and all grinned and praised happily.

"Oh, you really deserve to be an immortal from Qingyun Palace, even that monster that looks like a ghost has surrendered so easily."

"Yes, yes, the mayor is still amazing, and he was able to invite these immortals here."

"Thank you to the immortals of Qingyun Palace."

The townspeople cheered, and the Taoist priest thanked them for removing the monsters, so he wanted to give Liu Wen the peanuts, corn, and hen's eggs he grew at home as a gift of thanks.

Liu Wen looked at the crowded townspeople who were desperately pushing forward, and took a half step back in embarrassment, thanking and refusing.

The little Taoist nun Changling who stood aside snorted dissatisfiedly, and muttered in a low voice with her lips pursed.

"Hmph, brother is lying. We didn't catch that ghost at all, but he actually said he caught it. Isn't that lying to those townspeople?"

The little Taoist priest Changlin, who was about the same age as the little Taoist nun, also frowned and said angrily.

"That's right, we Qingyun Palace disciples, how can we deceive people. If we are not caught, we are not caught, so we can't tell the truth. If we let Master know that we are deceiving, we will not be fined to confine us to the Sword Discourse Arena for three days. "

Chang Qi, who had a dark complexion and a simple and honest face, sighed, turned his head to look at Jiang Xundao who was standing aside in embarrassment, and said in a low voice to the two people who had been muttering.

"The two of you should talk less. Senior sister went east to capture the ghost last night. If she catches the ghost in a while, what senior brother said is not a lie."

Jiang Xundao lowered his head with guilt, if it wasn't because of her sudden appearance, she held back Senior Sister Mu Shang and delayed her from starting the formation.

Presumably these fellow Taoists must have captured the ghost.

Don't bother Senior Sister Mushang to work hard, and go east to chase the escaped ghost.

If Senior Sister Mu Chang comes back in a while, she will definitely go to apologize and admit her mistake.

The enthusiasm of the common people made Liu Wen somewhat unexpected. While laughing with him, he refused the gifts from the common people. Some common people dragged their children and knelt down on the ground, begging Liu Wen to take them to Qingyun Palace to learn from them. art.

If you can become a fairy, you can live a long life and honor your ancestors.

The adults wiped away their tears, boasting about their children's talents, complaining that the family couldn't afford another mouth, and secretly pinching the bewildered children to cry.

Some people even climbed up the steps of the government office, climbed to the side of Changlin Changling, dragged the crying child, knelt down and kowtowed.

Even Jiang Xundao was not spared.

An old woman who was over half a century old, with a babbling baby on her back, and a crying half-sized girl was dragged by her hand, and she knelt down in front of Jiang Xundao.

While crying, he tugged at Jiang Xundao's Taoist robe and pulled it down.

Jiang Xundao comforted the old woman not to cry, while still grabbing his collar to prevent his Taoist robe from being pulled off.

"Old man, old man, I am not a Taoist with them, I am not a disciple of Qingyun Palace, please don't do this."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little girl kneeling on the ground crying, her big black eyes rolling nimbly, howling and pretending, while secretly wiping her nose while grabbing Jiang Xundao's Taoist robe.

In a moment of confusion, a white light flashed across the sky.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking through the air, a woman in flying clothes slowly descended from the sky.

It was a holy and beautiful woman like a fairy, her face was delicate and fair, her expression was indifferent, and she slowly fell from the sky with her hands gently holding the palms.

She was dressed in a pure white Taoist robe, with a red-crowned crane embroidered on the front of the chest, like a princess in the Heavenly Palace, holy and not to be profaned.

Everyone looked up at her, all the voices disappeared in an instant, they forgot to cry, and forgot to pull.

Jiang Xundao also stood there dumbfounded. She looked at Mu Chang who was a few steps away, and her heart started beating wildly.

Senior sister Mu Chang is really like a fairy.

When Liu heard that Changqi and the others saw Mu Chang coming, they lowered their heads slightly and said respectfully in unison.

"I've seen my sister."

Mu Chang stepped on the solid stone steps, she glanced around indifferently, slightly parted her red lips, and her voice was like the ding-dong of spring water, or like a silver bell ringing softly in the wind.

"Qingyun Palace accepts disciples, always look at spiritual roots. If you have spiritual roots, you don't need to ask a teacher, we will take them away, but if you don't have spiritual roots, even if you practice until death, it is only the lifespan of a mortal. I have a spirit sword here, and now I put it here, if someone can pull it out, then it is someone who is destined, and we will bring him back to the teacher."

As soon as the words were finished, a simple wooden sword appeared out of thin air in Mu Chang's hand. With a light wave of her hand, the wooden sword floated in the air and rose slowly, then fell rapidly, and pierced into the stone slab beside it. Half of the blade pierced into the stone.

The people froze for a moment, then rushed towards the wooden sword with their eyes shining.

"Whoever can pull out that sword will become a fairy."

The common people who had surrounded several people flocked to the sword and started to draw it.

The common people looked around the wooden sword, but no one paid attention to them.

Mu Chang turned his head and said softly.

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Xundao was startled, and she asked with some doubts.

"Let's go, don't wait for someone to draw the sword."

Chang Ling chuckled, pointed at Jiang Xundao and said with a smile.

"Pfft, what a silly little nun, even ten of them can't pull out that sword at the same time. Don't bully them like that, can we go now?"

When Jiang Xundao heard the words, his ears turned red, and he felt a little shy.

Mu Chang looked at Jiang Xundao, whose ears were red again, with a smile in her eyes, she asked.

"Junior Sister Xundao can go to Penglai Palace to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference."

Jiang Xundao frowned slightly.

"What discussion conference?"

Chang Ling grinned at the side again, and pointed at Jiang Xundao while covering his waist.

"You don't even know about the Dao Discussion Conference, so what kind of Taoist priest do you still practice?"

Mu Chang frowned slightly, and looked at Chang Ling reproachfully.

"Elder Spirit, don't be rude."

Chang Ling's smile immediately subsided, and she coughed twice and looked away.

Seeing this, Chang Qi on the side began to introduce Jiang Xundao.

"This fellow Taoist, the Dao Discussion Conference is held every five years. It is all righteous colleagues in the world, who gather together to discuss Dao and fight. Qingyun Palace, Fenghua Valley, Zen Temple, the three sects will take out from this sect. One of the treasures, given to the winner."

"Thank you for the introduction, brother, I understand."

As soon as Chang Qi said, Jiang Xundao knew it. This is like what the master said about martial arts contests to recruit relatives. The winner will get the bride. .

Seeing that Jiang Xundao understood, Mu Chang said.

"Junior Sister Xundao, we set off from Changle Town and went all the way to Penglai Palace to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference. If you want to go, you can go with us so that we can take care of each other."

Jiang Xundao bowed his hands.

"Well, then there are a few senior sisters and brothers."

At the Dao Discussion Conference, you will definitely meet many people with superb Taoism, so you should go to see the excitement and gain insights, and she should also go.

As soon as the words were finished, the few of them summoned their own swords and wanted to fly with them.

"Okay, then let's go."

Jiang Xundao froze in place, she licked her dry lips, embarrassed and flustered.

She, she doesn't know how to use a sword.

The master told her about controlling the sword, and also said that her cultivation base can control the sword, but he never taught her the formula of controlling the sword.

However, his thoughts drifted for a moment, and the people who were by his side all flew to the sky with their swords, waiting for Jiang Xundao in the sky.

Jiang Xundao hesitated for a moment, looked up at the waiting people in the sky, lowered his head shyly and said softly.

"I...I don't know how to control a sword."

Although her voice was low, Mu Chang seemed to hear it. She descended with the sword and landed beside Jiang Xundao.

"Come on, I'll take you."

Although Mu Chang's face was cold, his tone was exceptionally gentle.

Jiang Xundao was overjoyed, and she quickly thanked her.

"Thank you, Sister."

Then, with red ears, he climbed onto Mu Chang's sword.

Mu Shang's sword is beautifully tight, the blade is thin and transparent, sharp and restrained, with a white tassel tied to the hilt, and the whole body glows with silver light.

The moment he flew up, Jiang Xundao tilted his body and almost fell.

Fortunately, Mu Shang reached out and grabbed her in time.

Her voice drifted in the wind and fell in Jiang Xundao's ears.

"Don't be afraid, hold me."

Standing behind Mu Chang, Jiang Xundao stretched out his hand and hesitantly grabbed the corners of Mu Chang's waist. She had never been so close to anyone since she was a child, so she was inevitably a little embarrassed and shy.

Seeing that she didn't dare to put her arms around him, Mu Chang smiled slightly with the corners of her lips twitched, and the clear voice like a silver bell was very pleasant.

"Don't be shy, hold me tight, or you'll fall down in a while."

Jiang Xundao nodded, she took a deep breath and slowly stretched out her hands, encircling Mu Chang's slender waist.

Mu Chang's waist is soft and slender, and there is a faint cold fragrance on his body, like the fragrance of plum blossoms blooming in winter, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally when they smell it, and immerse themselves in it.

Jiang Xundao didn't dare to move, he was stiff with his arms around Mu Chang, and he didn't dare to look down with his eyes closed.

Mu Chang suddenly asked softly.

"You are practicing in a Taoist temple, hasn't your master taught you the art of controlling the sword?"

Jiang Xundao nodded.

"My master, he never taught me, maybe he forgot."

Mu Chang was silent for a while, and then her voice drifted over thinly and loosely.

"Actually, controlling the sword is not difficult. As long as you have enough spiritual power and a spiritual weapon, you can learn it very quickly. If you don't mind, I can teach you on the way to Penglai."

Jiang Xundao was overjoyed and opened his eyes.

"In this case, I will thank Senior Sister Mu Chang for Xun Dao."