The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 231
White Cloud View.

Zhou Lianqing frowned slightly: "Master Feng Yang, what do you mean by that? Don't you think I'm a monster?"

She can admit that she looks evil, but she cannot admit that she is an evil.

"No no no!"

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "The poor Taoist has no such intentions, I just want to confirm" Who is the person who changed your fate against the sky? "

Changing fate against the sky? !
Practitioner?
Zhou Lianqing's eyes moved slightly, and she wondered in her heart, could it be him?

Since the farewell to Hong Kong Island, she has been thinking about Xu Ping day and night in her heart. Originally, she wanted to go to Renjia Town first on this trip to find that heartbroken person.

However, there was something urgent and he had no choice but to come to Beiping first, and when he planned to go back, he would go to Renjia Town to find Xu Ping.

Now when she heard the old Taoist in front of her say that there was a practitioner who was changing her fate against the sky, she immediately thought of Xu Ping.

But facing the old Taoist in front of her, she didn't say much, just shook her head: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Xiaoyu, shall we go?"

Zhou Lianqing flicked her sleeves and prepared to leave with the maid behind her.

The old Taoist Feng Yang called her again: "Listen to me, benefactor, if you blindly protect this person, you will definitely be thrown into a place of eternal doom."

Hearing what Taoist Feng Yang said, Zhou Lianqing did not leave. She stood still and looked back at the old Taoist, and smiled contemptuously: "When I was in Hong Kong Island, I also heard that there is a white cloud temple in the motherland, which is probably extraordinary. A refined monk, but now he is greatly disappointed."

Old Taoist Feng Yang frowned.

He could see that the woman in front of him had a bit of evil spirit on her body, and she had a strange face, as if the years had never left any traces on her body.

Generally speaking.

Only a demon girl who cultivates her yin and nourishes her yang can have such a coquettish attitude, but the beautiful woman in front of her has a kind of unconventional amazement.

Daoist Feng Yang sighed, people in the world are ignorant, they are mostly bewitched by evil spirits, they don't know what to say, only practitioners like us have unique insight.

Either way!

Since she didn't listen to the teaching, it was her fate, so she should have this calamity.

"It's good to do it for yourself!" Daoist Feng Yang threw out this sentence arrogantly, then turned and entered the main hall of Baiyun Temple.

"Who is this?"

Xiaoyu spat, turned to look at Zhou Lianqing and said, "Ma'am, let's ignore him, he's just an old Taoist priest with no morals."

Zhou Lianqing would not listen to his nonsense, nodded, and walked down the mountain with Xiaoyu.

Suddenly,

She found that the paper figurine she carried with her was trembling slightly, as if she had sensed something.

And there was a little bit of evil spirit on her body, which wafted out from this paper figurine.

He changed his fate against the sky, and he was full of evil spirits.

It is the evildoer that Taoist Feng Yang thought.

Zhou Lianqing looked around in astonishment, with a bit of joy.

All around came and went, there were pious pilgrims, but there was no familiar figure deep in her heart.

"Ma'am, what are you looking at?" Xiaoyu looked left and right, then asked curiously.

Zhou Lianqing sighed: "It's nothing..."

She felt it for a while, and found nothing unusual about the paper figurine stuffed in her cuff, and said, "Maybe it's my illusion."

One master and one servant went down the mountain.

In front of the mountain gate, there was already a Lifu waiting with a sedan chair, and a car was parked at the foot of the mountain, which attracted people's attention.

……

Seeing their figures disappearing from sight, Xu Ping paused, and a ray of consciousness floated out and placed on Zhou Lianqing.

"Why did she come to Peiping?"

Xu Ping thought for a while, but he didn't understand it, so he planned to find his first-blood terminator later.

Now he needs to go to Baiyun Temple, bring Jiushu's letter, and at the same time plan a life and death situation in the practice world.

After entering the main hall, Xu Ping went straight around the main hall, came to the rear, and walked towards a small power supply group in the distance.

That is the back mountain of Baiyun Temple.

There are many pilgrims coming to worship in the front mountain, which is not a good place for practitioners. Therefore, the location of Baiyun Temple in the back mountain is the place where Baiyun Temple is really responsible for practicing Taoist priests.

That Daoist Feng Yang just now was also walking towards the back mountain, while Xu Ping followed behind him unhurriedly, and did not hide his whereabouts.

Daoist Feng Yang obviously found Xu Ping, but he seemed to be worried about something, and he never stopped.

He came to the gate of the back mountain, and then stopped.

Xu Ping went straight to his side, looking at the wide and deep ravine in front of him, like a sky tower, lying in front of him.

And there is only an iron chain as thick as a baby's arm, spanning both ends, which is the only way.

"You Baiyun Temple, you use this to test outsiders?" Xu Ping smiled contemptuously, not very happy with Taoist Feng Yang's attitude just now.

This old man was indeed concerned about Zhou Lianqing, but aside from the facts, the other party was trying to drive a wedge between the two of them.

Although it failed.

But Xu Ping was still not happy.

Daoist Feng Yang looked sideways at Xu Ping, a little surprised, because from his aura, he judged Xu Ping to be an expert, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so young.

"Little brother seems to be a member of the same path?" Daoist Feng Yang asked tentatively.

Xu Ping quickly waved his hands: "No, no, my way is completely different from your way. The way I walk is only me who can walk it."

"Oh~"

Daoist Feng Yang chuckled lightly: "You're not very young, but your tone is not young."

Being underestimated by this old man, Xu Ping became interested and said, "How is it, Bibi?"

Old Taoist Feng Yang asked: "How does the benefactor want to compare?"

Xu Ping looked at the iron chain in front of him, and smiled faintly: "It's very simple, whoever falls off the iron chain will lose, how about it?"

"Can!"

Old Taoist Feng Yang smiled.

He has been in Baiyun Temple since he was a child, and this iron chain has been able to walk on the ground since he was six years old.

It's just that he just agreed, but he frowned and said, "Isn't this unfair to you little brother?"

Xu Ping said: "Master Daoist, you'd better put up 12 points with me, or you'll lose badly."

Say it.

Xu Ping jumped on the iron chain first, then turned to look at Daoist Feng Yang, standing with his hands behind his back, with a provocative expression on his face.

Seeing him belittle him so much, Feng Yang also frowned slightly, jumped on the iron chain, looked Xu Ping up and down, with a serious expression on his face.

To be honest, until now, he has not seen Xu Ping's depth, let alone the reason for Xu Ping's visit.

Just seeing his provocative attitude, I feel that the visitor is not kind.

"You shoot first!" Adhering to the rule of not bullying the small with the big, Daoist Feng Yang said softly.

When he said this, the Taoist robe on his body fluttered in the wind, expressing an inexhaustible sense of being free and easy.

Coupled with his white beard and hair, he has a somewhat fairy-tale feeling.

On the other hand, standing there, Xu Ping was useless except for his fluttering clothes, a handsome man with an elegant demeanor.

Like a silver gun wax head.

Xu Ping said: "It's better for the Taoist priest to make a move first, otherwise, you won't have a chance to make a move."

When Daoist Feng Yang heard what Xu Ping said, he immediately became angry and blushed.

Good guy!
This is not taking my Fengyang seriously, and Baiyun Temple not taking it seriously. Pindao will definitely let you, a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, know how powerful Baiyun Temple is.

The thoughts in his heart were settled, and Daoist Feng Yang was no longer humble, he suddenly breathed out his luck, his dantian deflated, and a burst of icy stellar energy spewed out.

The technique he used was blowing air.

He was also the second general of Heng Ha under the command of King Wu of Zhou back then, and he became famous for his spells with infinite power.

This stellar qi is designed to overcome the soul of the human body. When cultivated to the subtle point, one blow can directly shake the soul of others out of the body.

Daoist Feng Yang used this move after consideration, if Xu Ping was shocked by his blow, he would definitely retreat in spite of the difficulties.

After all, if he really drove this ignorant kid in front of him into a bottomless ravine, his life would be lost.

Unexpectedly, Xu Ping was standing on the iron chain, facing the blowing air, he did not move a muscle.

Blowing the air was menacing, and in the blink of an eye, he was close at hand. After quick thinking, Xu Ping still turned and jumped, easily dodging.

He didn't plan to hide at first, but he was afraid that the other party's nose would come from blowing his breath.

"Master Dao, your air blowing seems a little weak."

Xu Ping shook his head.

Daoist Feng Yang was also a little surprised, although because he was afraid of hurting Xu Ping, he directly shattered his soul and scattered his soul, so he didn't use all his strength.

but……

He also hides too easily.

Even as if it had been accurately measured, it just passed the edge of the air blowing, and I was not affected at all.

"It's because I underestimated you. Next, try this trick." As soon as Daoist Feng Yang finished speaking, his figure disappeared instantly.

As if teleporting, when it reappeared, it was already on Xu Ping's left side, and it gushed out again with another gulp of air.

I don't believe you can react with my teleportation and blowing air at such a close distance.

Daoist Feng Yang has already secretly buckled the talisman, intending to take Xu Ping's spirit away before he is shaken out of his body.

Available in the next second.

He was dumbfounded to find that Xu Ping avoided blowing his breath just by turning sideways.

Even from the beginning to the end, the feet never moved a step.

"not good!"

Realizing that his attack was in vain, Daoist Feng Yang's expression changed. He was worried that Xu Ping would make trouble, so he teleported, trying to distance himself.

The teleportation was successfully launched, distanced from Xu Ping, Daoist Feng Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and stood on...

Huh? !

What about chains?
In the air under his feet, Daoist Feng Yang suddenly found that his teleportation position was offset by three inches from the iron chain.

I actually lost my sight and positioned myself in the wrong place, I shouldn't, Daoist Feng Yang thought he made a mistake.

In such a weightless situation, he used the teleportation again, because he was already in a cold sweat because of the connection.

The teleportation technique is extremely energy-intensive, and the load on the human body is also extremely demanding.

Taoist Feng Yang's best record is to teleport five times in a short period of time in a small area.

Finally, with a smile on his face, he stood...

wrong!

Where is my chain? !
Where are you going again.

With nothing under his feet, Daoist Feng Yang exerted all his strength again and forcibly used teleportation.

The figure disappeared on the left side of the iron chain, and then appeared on the right again. There was still no iron chain under his feet.

Is this the legendary repeated horizontal jump...Xu Ping thought maliciously.

"Master, are you alright?"

No matter how stupid Daoist Feng Yang was, he now understood that it wasn't because he couldn't find the right position, but because Xu Ping in front of him had made a move.

But I didn't even notice it.

Daoist Feng Yang showed horror, and his body was already weightless, and he began to fall towards the deep ravine.

He forcibly lifted his energy, trying to control his body, and teleported again, but in the end, the speed of his fall increased.

Immediately afterwards, the old Taoist priest discovered that his body seemed to be traveling through the void.

He has been falling for a full quarter of an hour, and his falling speed is getting faster and faster, but he has not yet bottomed out.

And the figure of Xu Ping standing on the iron chain is his only reference object, zooming in and out in the field of vision for a while.

"Little brother!"

"Senior, I admit defeat!"

Daoist Feng Yang was completely convinced, shouted loudly, and even called Xu Ping a senior.

Suddenly, he felt that he had guessed something under his feet.

It was the iron chain that he was extremely familiar with, yet somewhat unfamiliar.

The dizziness brought about by the repeated falls has not dissipated, and the old man almost fell down by himself again.

After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly woke up.

At this time, Daoist Feng Yang looked at Xu Ping with an extremely complicated expression, "Thank you for your mercy, senior. I don't know what you can do for senior to come to Baiyun Temple?"

It's okay to vent your anger on Zhou Lianqing's behalf, and Xu Ping didn't want to embarrass the old Taoist in front of him, he smiled and cupped his hands, and said humbly: "Forgive me, Daoist, I really don't dare to be called a senior, just call me Xiao Xu."

As he said that, he introduced the purpose of his visit: "This time, I came to Baiyun Temple. I was entrusted by Taoist Priest Yimei of Shoumao Mountain to deliver a letter. At the same time, there are matters related to the survival of the land of China. I want to go to Baiyun Temple to discuss with the master."

Xu Ping's sudden, calm and clear attitude made Daoist Feng Yang a little astonished, and he pondered, "The one-browed Daoist from Maoshan?"

Soon.

Daoist Feng Yang's eyes lit up.

Maoshan's one-eyed Taoist priest was not very outstanding in the past, and he was never familiar with the sect.

But these days.

Accompanied by the title of One-Browed Daoist Priest, there is a young talent who can be called a rising star in the world of practice.

Xu Ping!

From killing Shi Jian alone among the disciples of Maoshan, to seeing through the tricks of the White Lotus Sect and getting to know the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

The name Xu Ping will always be the talk of the sects.

Everyone who has seen it says that Xu Ping is an outstanding example among my generation of practitioners.

And those who haven't seen it all want to know who Xu Ping is, whether he has a false name or whether he is worthy of the name.

Now after seeing it with his own eyes, Daoist Feng Yang was furious. The rumors were indeed bullshit and unbelievable.

This young man in front of him is nothing but a senior who has practiced for an unknown number of years.

He didn't believe that Xu Ping could cultivate to such a level at such an age, it was unreasonable.

"It turned out that Senior Xu Ping was in person, Feng Yang was disrespectful, and I hope you will forgive me."

Xu Ping was speechless, and said don't call me senior.

"Daoist Feng Yang doesn't have to be like this, you should take me to see the temple master quickly, I have something important to discuss."

Impatient, Xu Ping climbed to the other side of the ravine.

Daoist Feng Yang followed closely behind, leading the way for him: "Senior Xu, please."

Being called senior by an old man with white beard and hair, Xu Ping felt uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to follow Feng Yang.

As soon as he approached the place of pure cultivation on the back mountain of Baiyun Temple, two young Taoist priests in Taoist robes stepped forward and cupped their hands: "Master Feng Yang."

In order not to be impolite, Feng Yang said in a long way: "You immediately spread the message, saying that there is a distinguished guest coming, please move forward to welcome the master."

Xu Ping was not polite this time, but when the two little Taoist priests looked at him, he maintained his demeanor and kept his eyes straight.

(End of this chapter)