Dragon Vein Martial God

After arriving at Weiyang village, Jiang Ting didn't rush into the village. Instead, he stood in mid air and bowed his head to ponder over the course of the three dark sons of the evil way. He realized that the people who took the initiative to leak information to him might not necessarily be the people inside the evil way?

It's just that there are too few people involved in what the truth is. For a moment, he can't be sure at all.

However, he is not a person with too much curiosity. After thinking for a while, he can't think of the answer, so he presses down his mind and doesn't think about it. He doesn't have to think too much to get to the bottom.

And below.

The little girl who inherited Chai Ying's feeling is lying by a small window. Her eyes are full of intelligence and curiosity. She obviously doesn't understand why Jiang Ting's position is clear and no one, but she feels someone.

If her intelligence is in line with her age, she may only be afraid at the moment... However, if her intelligence is not in line with her age, she doesn't know what fear is, so she just looks at Jiang Ting's position curiously, or at the sky.

After a look at the bottom, Jiang Ting pondered for a while, flashed and went towards the gate of the manor... After all, it was chaiying's family who reincarnated in this life. It was bad to take people away secretly.

When no one noticed, the flying boat disappeared, and Jiangting also appeared in the corner not far from the manor.

At the moment, it was night and there was no one around. There was no need for Jiangting to go far.

When he reached the ground, he approached the manor slowly.

At the gate of the manor, there were two people who didn't know whether they were servants or servants. Two red lanterns hung on the left and right, adding some luster to the painted night.

Just as Jiang Ting approached, the two gatekeepers drank coldly at the same time: "who!"

Then, they took out their weapons.

When Jiang Ting got close to them, they couldn't help but drop the blades in their hands. They were a little stunned... Although Jiang Ting didn't say anything, the temperament difference between the immortals and ordinary people was too big.

Even if it was just two gatekeepers, it could be seen that Jiang Ting had some ethereal smell of dust, as if he were not a man in the world.

After a while, a man dared to say, "Tao... Is the Taoist priest?"

Well, in Tianlan, except for a few people, most people dress up like Taoists, and so does Jiangting.

Jiang Ting was too lazy to explain. He smiled and whispered: "poor Jiang Ting, please inform the master here."

If they are other villagers in Weiyang village or other people they don't know, I'm afraid the two gatekeepers will be expelled, but Jiang Ting... Because the ethereal dust is not like the breath of the world, how dare they refuse?

"Taoist priest, please wait a moment. I'll inform you now..." the gatekeeper hurriedly opened the gate and entered the mansion.

Jiang Ting nodded slightly.

Then God realized that after entering the mansion, the man did not go deep into the mansion, but walked around a room and found a chubby man who looked like a housekeeper.

After informing the housekeeper, the housekeeper went deep into the mansion, and the gatekeeper came back towards the gate.

Back at the door.

The man said respectfully: "Taoist priest, the housekeeper asked the villain to take the Taoist priest to the side hall, and asked the Taoist priest to come with the villain..."

"Thank you." Jiang Ting smiled and walked into the mansion.

Perhaps because it was late at night, there were not too many people in the manor. On the way, the man led the way, except for the patrol, there were few servants and maids.

Under the guidance of the gatekeeper, Jiangting soon arrived. A place outside the manor, the side hall lobby?

The side hall lobby is not large, and there are only two or three sets of tables and chairs in it. It seems that it should be a place for guests.

"Taoist priest, please have a rest first." The doorman saluted slightly and left quickly.

After a while, another servant girl approached and began to pour tea for Jiangting?

However, Jiang Ting didn't drink it, but quietly closed his eyes and refreshed himself... It's not that he doesn't like drinking tea, but that the tea in the dust is not good for him. Instead, he needs to spend extra time to expel the chores along his skin.

Although, with his accomplishments and skills, he can discharge himself in a moment at most... But why does he drink "poisonous tea"?

Waited about half a column of incense.

"Ta TA......" with a burst of rapid footsteps, a middle-aged man with a high figure and looks like a scholar arrived at the door of the side hall with five or six people.

When the man saw Jiang Ting, his eyes lit up: "I've seen the Taoist priest under the chaizhou."

Although Jiang Ting just sat there and didn't say anything, chaizhou knew through his temperament that Jiang Ting was by no means an ordinary person.

Jiang Ting smiled and glanced at a chubby man behind chaizhou who looked like a smiling tiger and was smaller than chaizhou... Although he kept his eyes closed, chaiying's reincarnation in the manor was all mortals.

The chubby housekeeper looked at him quietly through a secret door in the side hall. It was also because he found his immortal temperament that he went to inform the chaizhou.

In his mind, Jiang Ting said, "I've seen Chai Jue before

The chaizhou approached the master: "Taoist priest, isn't it that the Qilong tea doesn't taste good?"

Qilong tea? It's a pity... He shook his head, but Jiang Ting didn't answer.

Take your seat at the throne.

The chubby man also whispered: "don't you see that the tea is cold? Don't make a cup for Taoist priest... Taoist priest, where is your fairy land?"

Jiang Ting looked unchanged: "Purple frost gate, Heming mountain."

Chaizhou and the housekeeper glanced at each other, and there were some doubts in their eyes... In short, I haven't heard of it.

Well, they've heard that it's not normal. With the strength of mortal feet, they want to reach Heming mountain and gallop with a good horse for decades and hundreds of years. Should they be able to arrive?

"Hua la..." although the servant girl was wronged, she didn't dare to say anything. Instead, she made tea for Jiangting again. The tea was steaming and fragrant.

When the servant girl retreated, Jiang tingcai said, "I'm a monk Chai. To tell you the truth, I passed by here tonight and found that someone here has a fate with me and wants to take an apprentice to Heming mountain."

Chaizhou's eyes suddenly narrowed... If he knew the famous mountains and rivers mentioned by Jiang Ting, it would be all right.

But he Mingshan... He hasn't heard of it at all.

And purple frost sect... The name sounds like a Jianghu sect!

After thinking for a while, chaizhou said again, "Taoist priest, I don't know your title? Where is the purple frost gate and the crane singing mountain?"

Honor?

Jiang Ting was stunned at first and then reacted... The title in chaizhoukou does not mean the title of the strong. The title asked in chaizhoukou is the Taoist title.

And the road sign... The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth drew slightly again.

In the immortal cultivation world, there are 100 people, maybe only half of them have road signs?

Just because nuns and Taoists dress up doesn't mean they are really Taoists... Just because Jiangting Taoist dresses up doesn't mean he is a Taoist.