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Chapter 41 Okay, Stop Guessing (Please collect and recommend tickets)

The four people in the woods were fighting fiercely, and the black ash from the burning forest drifted over the Tongyang Mansion, like black snow falling.

The commotion they made was too great, and finally the government was alarmed. The government soldiers and the city defense station also dispatched one after another, rushing to the scene of the incident.
However, the government also learned from the surrounding crowd that both sides of the fight are top figures who are rare in the world, and one of them is a member of the Demon Cult.
And the court's attitude towards the Demon Cult has always been to suppress it if it can, so someone reported the matter to Fan Jian, the magistrate of Tongyang Prefecture,

Fan Jian saw that it was related to the figures of the Devil's Cult, and it happened on his own land again, so he hurriedly repaired a letter and sent it to the prefect of Huangzhou Mansion on horseback, for him to make a decision.

……

Zhao's back garden,

The thick spiritual fog wrapped the entire back garden tightly, making it difficult for people to see the scene inside clearly.

Yingzhen walks in it with her hands behind her back,

He has already been outside the city, and he also sees that it is difficult for the three of them to go all out with their own minds, and Nie Wuwei has a good eye. Not at all down.

The reason why Ying Zhen came to the Zhao Mansion was also because of the strangeness in the back garden of the Zhao Mansion detected by the divine sense. One of the auras was disordered and heavy, not human-like, and the other aura was not noticed until Ying Zhen stepped into the garden.

This ancient well in the Zhao family's mansion has existed for a long time. Because it is a living well, and the water is sweet and bitter, it has been used for drinking water and watering the plants in the garden for a hundred years. All of them were removed, leaving only the mouth of the well which was made of bluestone and was as high as half a person.

At this moment, a golden-backed toad was lying on the edge of the well. It was as big as a watermelon. Its eyes were wide open and it looked angry.

In the open space with a radius of one zhang around the mouth of the well, dozens of small tokens are inserted. The tokens may be large or small, tall or short, and they are distributed around. Judging from the regularity of their arrangement, it seems like a strange formation.

An obese Taoist priest was leaning against a big tree and taking a nap. If he hadn't seen a handful of floating dust thrown around him, Ying Zhen would not have been able to tell that he was a Taoist priest.

The man was open-chested, his fat belly was shiny, and he was holding a wine jar in his arms, snoring like thunder, and the saliva flowed down into the wine jar in his arms.

At this moment, the golden toad by the well glanced at the Taoist priest, then turned its direction, kicked back with two thick legs, and jumped out with a "swish", it seemed that it wanted to leave this place ,

When it moved, the two tokens closest to him on the ground also felt a sense, and suddenly flew out of the ground, one flew into the air to intercept Jin Chan's path, and the other took a head-on shot.
With a sound of "嗙", Jin Chan hit his head on the flying token, and he was knocked out of his wits, but the token didn't move at all, while the other token had already been photographed,
With a "snap", the golden toad was slapped on the ground like a ball, and it was dizzy. It hurriedly jumped back to the well, and screamed "cuckoo cluck" at the old man again.

From the looks of it, this golden toad has tried to escape countless times, but it was trapped in the small formation of tokens without success.

At this moment, the old Taoist who was sleeping soundly raised his head suddenly, and turned his head to one side with sleepy eyes. His eyes were originally small and now they narrowed into a straight line.
Wherever he looked, there was an elegant figure standing with his hands behind his back, dressed in black, with wooden hairpins, and a handsome face nodding and smiling at him at the moment.

The Taoist priest grabbed the floating dust and shook it, sat up straight, stretched out his fingers to play with the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth, frowned and said:

"When will Your Majesty come here?"

Ying Zhen replied with a smile: "Not long after I arrived, I saw that the Taoist priest was sleeping soundly, so I didn't make a sound to disturb him."

The fat Taoist's heart skipped a beat. This kid looked to be in his twenties at most. It took me a while to realize that he seemed to be at least a level above me. When did such a young and outstanding figure appear in the world?

This fat Taoist is Master Uncle Guanglingzi, Li Chen, the younger brother of Fuchen Sect's head, he looked at Yingzhen curiously,

"Skills like your Excellency are definitely not unknown. Even if I am a veteran, I have only seen it in my life. I don't know why you are here? Could it be because of this golden toad?"

Yingzhen smiled and shook her head, "I'm not interested in Jinchan, but I heard that there is Jinchan's saliva that can open the spirit pivot, and I want to ask for some to give to friends."

After hearing this, Li Chen laughed, the fat on his belly trembled,
"It's easy to say. The old Taoist put the golden toad saliva in the cauldron to refine it. Tomorrow morning will be exactly 49 days. It's time to open the furnace to take the pill and give it to some."

Yingzhen was quite puzzled.
"I have never met the Taoist priest, and tonight is only the first time. Why is the Taoist priest so generous and willing to give it to a stranger?"

Li Chen picked up the wine jar and took a sip, and said without hesitation:
"Because Your Excellency is so strong that I can't understand your depth even if you are a veteran. Everything in this world is based on strength. If Your Excellency didn't have this strength, even a veteran would not necessarily talk to you so much."

interesting,
Yingzhen felt that the other party was quite open-minded, and she spoke straight to the point. It was indeed much easier to talk to such a person.

"Then thank you, Daoist,"

"Small meaning, small meaning," Li Chen gave away the Zhao family's belongings without feeling embarrassed at all.

Now that they are getting closer, Yingzhen also found that this old Taoist is natural in every movement and movement, speaks freely, and is well versed in the natural principles of the Tao. It is much, much stronger.

"The priest is here, is he trying to catch this little guy?"

Li Chen first glanced at the angry Jin Chan, then smiled sadly,
"That's right, I don't speak dark words in front of Ming people. The old Taoist asked Tian Tian to make divination and knew that the end was approaching. However, in the past few decades, the old Taoist has not done anything for the sect as a guardian of the sect. Now I heard that there is a golden toad here. Born in the world, this thing belongs to water, and a small deep well is not enough to raise it. The spiritual things born in the heaven and earth, like us practitioners, also need to choose a place to practice. There is a strange waterfall in my sect, which comes from the mountain and returns to the mountain. Go, get the aura of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, I want to subdue it and bring it back to the sect, firstly, it can benefit the disciples in the sect, and secondly, it can be regarded as giving this little guy a better place to practice."

"I see,"

Ying Zhen pondered for a while, and then continued, "The Taoist priest looks like he is only about sixty years old. Since he is a practitioner, why is his lifespan so short?"

"Haha, in fact, the old man is over a hundred years old this year. The longer a person lives, the more troubles he will have." After speaking, Li Chen patted the wine jar in his arms, "Wine is really a good thing, if I hadn't had it to accompany me these years. Hey, by the way, do you want to try it? This is a fine wine."

Yingzhen was taken aback when she heard the words, if she hadn't seen the other party's saliva flow in, she might really want to try it, now what?
"No, it's better for the Taoist priest to keep it for himself."

"Haha~" Li Chen picked up the wine jar and gulped down a few gulps, wiped his mouth with his sleeve,
"Actually, your identity is not difficult to guess."

Yingzhen knew that if the other party was really over 100 years old, then he would have a lot of experience, so it would not be surprising to guess her identity.

"It's hard to guess or not, the Taoist leader should not guess."

"Okay, don't guess, win the leader."

Yingzhen smiled immediately
(End of this chapter)