Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 64 The Eight-handed Pretty Yaksha Gan Lingyao
Liang Mengxia looked at the passenger ship, which gradually sank into the heart of the river, and said: "

In this way, you can be safe and sound. "

Yan Xi thought in his heart: "This is a catastrophe that cannot be avoided! Later, we have to meet the three great Dharma kings of the Longdu Sect, and we also need to be careful of the eight-handed Qiao Yacha, Gan Lingyao's mother and daughter. It's a big deal!"

But he couldn't explain these words clearly to the teacher, and it was useless to explain clearly, the story line would be revised repeatedly, just like his lifespan, which never passed the age of fifteen.

Without the passenger ship, even the burdens sank into the river, and the master and apprentice became empty-handed again.

Liang Mengxia looked at the river for a while, and suddenly remembered something, and regretfully said: "Something was forgotten, and it also sank in the river, which is a pity."

Yan Xi asked, "What is it?"

Liang Mengxia replied: "It's the Taoist scripture that was discovered together with the Sword Jue. But that Taoist scripture is insignificant, and if you lose it, you lose it. It's just for thinking about it as a teacher."

Yan Xi's heart was beating wildly, and he secretly shouted: "I have a backup here!"

Liang Mengxia didn't know that the big apprentice still had such a secret, so she identified the direction and said: "Disciples, if you don't have a boat, you have to work harder. Let's go on the road with me."

Liang Mengxia led the way first, and the three younger ones followed closely.

In order to avoid the Longdu Sect, Liang Mengxia deliberately walked some remote mountain roads, and there were no people in sight for several days.

Fortunately, he also has a magic treasure bag, which stores some food, Yan Xi and Yuechi, and can hunt some wild animals. The four masters and apprentices are not too hard.

Every day, Yan Xi was forced by his teacher to practice Cold Mountain Strength, so he could only practice Snow Mountain Breathing Technique secretly, and his progress was a little slow, but when the master and apprentice walked out of the mountainous area between the banks of the Lingjiang River, the Snow Mountain Breathing Technique had still arrived. Layer 99: [-]%".

Next, the entry of the Snow Mountain Breathing Technique was stuck at this number. With daily hard work, only the changes after the decimal point could be seen.

Unconsciously, Yuechi broke through the fourth layer with the breathing technique of the Snow Mountain School, refining the original grain of Guyang Pill.

Yan Xi was not stingy either, and secretly gave him another small pendant, and secretly gave him two cans of Coke every day to let Yuechi soak Guyang Dan.

He and Yuechi share the same spirit, share weal and woe, the higher the martial arts of the small pendant, the greater the help it will give him, and a few grains of Guyang Dan are not worth being stingy.

A few days had passed since the attack and killing of Heisheng Luohan Fayuan, and they fled the scene of the crime again. The four masters and apprentices relaxed a lot.

After leaving the mountain, after walking for half a day, I saw a small town.

Liang Mengxia said with a smile: "Let's go to the town, rest for a day, and wash up."

Although Yan Xi was vigilant, he really couldn't remind him that the story line was very rough, and he didn't know the specific circumstances under which he would meet the three Dharma kings taught by Longdu.

Maybe avoiding the town, but just crashing into the encirclement of fate?
Liang Mengxia booked three rooms at the only inn in the town, one for herself and Gu Xixi, and one for Yan Xi and Yuechi.

He also ordered the staff to boil water, and the master and apprentice took a bath one after another, and changed into dry clothes.

Although Liang Mengxia is not a monk, but he was born in Hanshan Temple, the Taoist robes of the two disciples were not pleasing to the eye, so he took two sets of his own clothes and asked the disciples to change into the clothes of ordinary gangsters.

The Taoist priest Yanxi is tall and tall, and Liang Mengxia is also a burly man. The ancient clothes are all one-size-fits-all, and they fit well.

Yuechi's stature is much smaller, Liang Mengxia can only use the flying sword to cut the clothes shorter, and as for the wider ones, he can only make do with it.

Fortunately, small pendants are not picky people.

After tidying up, the four masters and apprentices ordered a banquet in the inn, eating and drinking, very happy.

Yan Xi was brewing a pot of tea bought in the supermarket for his master. The Tieguanyin was placed in the burden last time, and it had already sunk in the river. This is the newly bought Taiping Houkui that he took time to travel back.

Inferring that it was bought on the street just now, Liang Mengxia never doubted it.

He turned his head by chance, and saw a beautiful woman in plain clothes with flowers on her temples, leading an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, walking slowly from the corner of the street.

This woman was in her thirties, but she didn't have the weather-beaten look of ordinary women in the Jiayin world. She was similar to women of the same age in the outside world. Although she didn't use makeup on her face, there were obvious traces of skin care products.

The little girl she was holding was born in pink and jade, she was a perfect little beauty, she had the unique innocence and livelyness of the natives of the Jiayin world, and she was asking questions about the beautiful woman.

To be honest, Yan Xi wouldn't be able to see this if he hadn't been accompanied by a small pendant.

Liang Mengxia also saw this pair of "mother and daughter". He was a gentleman of sincerity, so he didn't look at it too much, turned his head, and continued to talk about all kinds of trivial matters in the world with a few disciples.

These rivers and lakes experience are very important, he is afraid that if there are fewer instructions, the apprentices will suffer losses in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Yuechi and Gu Xixi were only focused on eating, and didn't pay attention to the woman and little girl at all.

But Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out inwardly: "Yes! This must be the mother and daughter of Eight-handed Pretty Yasha Gan Lingyao. That little girl has a similar temperament to Yuechi, so she should be a local, but that mother, [-]% Ten is a traveler."

Yan Xi was furious at the thought of his master and apprentice being about to die at the hands of these two women, but he still had reason and knew that he could not kill people just because of future events, so he pondered for a while.

But I saw the mother and daughter also walked into the inn, and asked the waiter, "Do you have a room?"

The clerk at the inn looked distressed, and said: "There are three more rooms this morning, all booked for the four guests over there, and now none of them are available."

The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled at the four masters and apprentices, walked over lightly with lotus steps, parted her cherry lips, and said, "I wonder if the four heroes of the rivers and lakes can give one to our mother and daughter?"

Yan Xi glanced at the master and said: "It's okay to let you have one room, but there is only one bed in each of the three rooms. Originally, we brothers and sisters can squeeze together, but if the three of us are together, we can sleep together." Can't sleep anymore."

"My junior sister doesn't live together."

The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled and said: "This matter is easy to talk about. Let my daughter and your sister be together. The little lady can just make a bed on the floor."

"Going out, there are many inconveniences for women and Taoists, and I hope the four heroes will make it easier."

Liang Mengxia has been around the rivers and lakes for a long time, but he knows quite a few people, he frowned slightly, and asked: "There are not many famous mothers and daughters in the rivers and lakes, and the only ones active in the Shenji Mansion are eight-handed pretty Yasha Gan Lingyao and her daughter Gan Fenghuang. "

The middle-aged beautiful woman chuckled and said, "I can't hide it from the Jianghu experts. They are indeed our mother and daughter. But forgive Gan Lingyao for his poor eyesight. I don't know the name of this good man?"

Liang Mengxia smiled slightly, and replied: "Hanshan Temple, Lying Yunqiaozi!"

Gan Lingyao's pretty face was slightly startled, and she said: "It turned out that Mr. Liang was in front of you, and the little girl is indeed blind."

Yan Xi saw the master talking with the middle-aged beautiful woman, full of quackery, and had the urge to record it and use it in future novels.

After all, he is an online writer in his profession, and traveler is just a part-time job.

(End of this chapter)