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The next moment, the gathered crowd spread out from the middle, leaving a passage for three people to walk side by side.

Meng Zhao's eyesight was extraordinary. Although there was a distance between them and there were many passers-by blocking them, he still saw a woman in white with a veil on her face and a solemn and holy aura, as if a goddess had descended into the world. Holding a clean bottle, she said to the worshiping believers wearing something.

Around the woman, followed by a group of monks who looked like Samana Vajra, firmly guarding her in the middle, preventing people from the outside world from approaching her.

Niu Dali's expression also moved, his eyes were clear, looking at the woman who was holding the moon with stars, he said via voice transmission,

"Brother, this woman is not simple. Not only does she practice martial arts, but she is also a master, especially good at esoteric magic. Have you noticed that the closer you are to her, the more affected you will be?"

Meng Zhao nodded. When it comes to spiritual cultivation and spiritual martial arts, he is also a master. Naturally, he immediately realized that Purdue taught this woman to practice the spiritual mysteries, which can greatly reduce the vigilance of others, and make people get close and even worship her. , Of course, this is not active, but similar to a passive skill.

To put it more bluntly, this woman is charismatic, but she is not born with it, but acquired through cultivation.

However, as long as the spirit is tough and the will is strong, even if they have never practiced martial arts, they can resist this kind of mental interference.

But Meng Zhao looked at the people in Yunhua County. Most of them were like walking corpses. They had been treated indifferently by Dayong Chaotang for many years. I am afraid that their spirits are already fragile. How can they resist this woman's spiritual mystery?
It is no wonder that the Purdue Church came to Yunhua County to stir up wind and rain. It is really a unique place for people to preach and preach.

He didn't pay too much attention, and Meng Zhao didn't want to make extra troubles and provoke people from the Purdue Sect.

This place has been run by Purdue for a period of time, and it is deeply rooted, and he and Niu Dali are alone, even if they are proud of their martial arts, they may not be able to overwhelm this local snake.

Finally, and most importantly, Meng Zhao's trip was only to find out the true origin of the fat white worm in his hand.

As for the people in Yunhua County, Meng Zhao is not a saint, he has no compassion for others, and he is not a county magistrate. His duty is to let nature take its course. At most, he can raise a few words to Meng Jizu, but it probably won't be of much use.

Saying goodbye to this hot-blooded scholar, Meng Zhao and Niu Dali walked in the direction away from the Purdue Sect people, and soon found out the location of an inn.

This inn is located in the center of the North District of Yunhua County. The location is not bad. There are various markets and shops nearby. Daily life is very convenient, but the price is more expensive than inns of the same specification in other counties. More than [-]%.

Obviously, this inn rarely does business with people from the city. Those who can live here are mostly businessmen who can afford the price and don't feel sorry for it. Meng Zhao is also in the list.

Soaking in the bath, tasting good wine and food, plus step-by-step martial arts practice, the day passed like this.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Zhao and Niu Dali had breakfast, and then ran out of the county town in a hurry, heading for the deep mountains and old forests in the wild.

Compared with the barren state outside the city of Kunnan County, which has not been visited for a long time, is sparsely populated and full of rough and wild atmosphere, the countryside of Yunhua County is much more delicate, and occasionally small villages can be seen together.

There are no more than a hundred households in the big ones, and there are only about twenty households in the small villages, which can only be described as survival.

Niu Dali's friend Yuan Bin is a very eccentric and homely person, but he has a lot of money. On Baiping Mountain outside Yunhua County, he bought a large area of ​​mountain land from the government. In addition to building an insect valley and a flower valley, he also built He built a villa and named it Taoyunju. The villa is not big, and only Yuan Bin and a few servants who take care of him live in it.

The two of them were restrained in the county seat, but when they arrived outside the city, they immediately used lightness kung fu and body skills, emptied their energy, and ran towards Baiping Mountain.

Niu Dali, as a frequent visitor of Baiping Mountain Taoyun Village, is quite familiar with the relevant road conditions, so it didn't take long to get to the outside of the mountain.

Just to their surprise, at this moment, a group of monstrous-looking monks and soldiers occupied a mountain road leading to Baiping Mountain.

There were about ten monks in this group, with smooth heads, wearing the same khaki robes, brown Buddhist beads hanging on their chests, and holding knives, iron rods and other weapons in their hands.

There are two people standing at the entrance of the mountain pass, guarding the surroundings extremely cautiously, one looking up the mountain pass, the other looking down the mountain, both guarding against each other.

The two of them sat down together, whispering and talking about something bored, while the rest of them sat cross-legged on the slightly damp and cold mountain road, put their weapons by their side, folded their hands together, and chanted sutras with their eyes closed. The behavior of devout Buddhist disciples.

Because Meng Zhao and Niu Dali were walking along the path, they would be directly spotted by the monks guarding the mountain path. However, the two of them have superb skills and have stepped into the innate realm, so their eyesight is far superior to that of the monks who are not in the acquired realm. When Shi Shi saw someone guarding the mountain pass, he quickly moved to the side, using the trees on the side of the road to cover his figure.

Niu Dali's majestic and burly body stepped on a branch as thin as a finger, as light as nothing, a little confused,
"This Baiping Mountain is close to Yuan Bin's territory. Because he doesn't like outsiders to disturb him, he drove away many people earlier, and didn't allow ordinary people to go up the mountain. Where did these monks come from?"

The monk soldiers are different from the monks who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha, and also different from the monks who combine Zen and martial arts. They are a group almost army formed by temples specially selecting brave monks and teaching them the method of military training. They fight full-time to defend the way and protect the Buddha.

Therefore, it costs a lot of money to become a monk and soldier, and the requirements for background are also high, which cannot be afforded by ordinary temples, at least the temples in county-level cities.

A large county-level temple with strong incense, many fields, and the support of aristocratic families can afford it.

Martial arts holy places such as Lantuo Temple are another level. They have already surpassed ordinary Buddhist temples, and martial arts are more important than Buddhas.

Meng Zhao was wearing a tight-fitting blue shirt today, with broad shoulders and a waist. He was strong and vigorous, and the distance between him and Niu Dali was less than three meters. Seeing this, he said worriedly,
"Didn't you notice that these monks are somewhat similar to those Purdue monks we saw yesterday?"

It was fine if Meng Zhao didn't say it, but when he said it, Niu Dali immediately thought of the Purdue Sect people who caught a glimpse yesterday.

That woman certainly attracted people's attention, but the monks who guarded her were not commonplace, they were brave and strong, with terrifying vigor, they obviously practiced horizontal martial arts, with strong energy and blood, they were masters of martial arts.

Then, through the gaps between the shady branches, I looked at the monks and soldiers guarding the mountain road, and I saw that these people were somewhat similar to the Purdue monks and soldiers I saw every day.

The difference is that the monks are powerful and have a more prominent style. These monks are ordinary in individual strength, but as a whole, they have the style of sharp fighters.