Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ling Yuxuan and Yu Chenzi are all dead in their own hands. Yuxizi must have hated himself, but from the moral point of view, he can't clearly start to himself. Moreover, there is a more important reason: because of the wind.

The wind blew out the Kunlun Daozong, and took away the treasure of the town. The shame brought by the smashing of the treasure is better than everything. If the jade scorpion hates his teeth, then the wind is not common. Dai Tian.

When I came to the vacant view, it was obviously to help the wind. For Yuzizi, it was a huge hidden danger...

Perhaps even Chen Lu is caught by him.

However, the existing evidence can not prove the truth. Ye Shaoyang decided to bite his teeth and must investigate it. If it is really a jade or other Kunlun faction, then they must pay for it.

Looked at the soaked body, it was awkward, but the things in the belt and the backpack were put into the suitcase in advance, otherwise it would be finished by the water.

"Ye Big Brother, you wipe your face."

Yuanbao took a towel from his suitcase and handed it over.

Ye Shaoyang took the towel and wiped the hair still dripping.

"Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I really don't know how to see my brother."

Yuan Baodao, "I’m right, Ye Da Ge, you really have a **** disaster today."

Drying the hair, Ye Shaoyang looked up, the ship seems to have some distance from Penglai Island, so the Yuanbao was guarded by the side, sitting on his knees and vomiting.

After going to the island, I don’t know what will happen, I still have to recover some mana.

At the end of a Sunday, Ye Shaoyang looked up and the ship was passing through the clouds, getting closer and closer to the island.

After a while, I was able to see the situation on the island. It seems that it is no different from the average island. There are many mountains. On the highest mountain, Ye Shaoyang saw a palace-like building, like a dragon. The ridge circling up.

At the highest point on the top of the mountain, that is, the end of the mountain road, it is a knife-like straight wall. A blue-brick red roof is built on the top of the mountain. The back wall is almost flush with the cliff, giving a push. I feel that I will fall into the cliff. I really don't know how it was built.

On the right side of the main hall, there is a slender exquisite pagoda, and the red outer wall is covered with golden runes, which can be seen from the distance.

"No wonder is to hang on the air!" Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized that it turned out to be a Taoist temple built in midair.

At this time the ship was docked, and the Taoist went out of the boat without saying a word, leading the way ahead.

Ye Shaoyang and Yuan Bao followed behind, along the road paved with a bluestone slab, came to the front of the mountain gate.

Looking at the building in front of him, Ye Shaoyang’s heart is also inevitably a bit sigh: the concept of hanging in the magical field is almost in the same position as the “Holy Land”. I have heard about it for more than ten years, and today I have a chance to look at it.

Standing opposite, you can see the whole trend of the hanging view. It is said to be Taoist, but it is bigger than the general Taoist. I don’t know how many times: from the beginning of the mountain, the palace wall spreads all the way. Every time there is a flat, there is a closed Building, then the palace wall turned and folded down to the mountain level.

A round of white days, hanging in the southeast, looks like it is on the edge of the mountain, the sun shines through the clouds, slanting on the pagoda and the palace wall, reflecting a purple gas that is looming over the Taoist temple. Over the sky.

Ye Shaoyang couldn't help but take out the yin and yang discs. According to the mountain and architectural pattern in front of him, the fingers kept pacing on the star plate, and finally stopped. His eyes swept over the Jiugong star plate and suddenly took a breath.

"What happened to Ye Ye, how is the feng shui here, tell me about it!"

Yuanbao is full of enthusiasm.

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism have their own strengths in the technique. Feng Shui is a skill. It is naturally that Daomen is the best at it. Buddhism is good at super-like spells. Therefore, Yuanbao can only see that the Feng Shui Bureau here is very powerful, but it is not clear.

"This is a nine-locked purple gas dragon board! It is one of the best Feng Shui bureaus. It is no wonder that Penglai has a fairy mountain. Although it is not a fairy mountain, it is definitely a good place to cultivate. It has been cultivated here for decades. It’s hard not to be a teacher!"

Yuan Bao listened to Ye Shaoyang, so exaggerated, could not help but frown and said: "Is it so powerful?"

"There is a mountain facing the sea, the wall is tens of thousands of miles, the Huiliuhe true yuan, the gathering of eight styles, is originally a good feng shui treasure, you see this..." Ye Shaoyang stretched his finger to the wall of the palace on the mountain, said:

"The shape of this dragon is called the iron back dragon. As for the house on the nine nodes, it is called 'keel pin'. It is used to lock the dragon. There are nine, so it is called 'nine lock chain'. According to the mountains and the water, the purple gas comes to the east..."

Yuanbao listened to it one by one, and did not stop nodding, looking at Ye Shaoyang with the eyes of worship. "Ye Big Brother is a cow, even Feng Shui understands this."

"I don't know much, but the Feng Shui Bureau is ready-made. You can know about it with a little bit of it."

"Ingots!"

A clear drink, uploaded from the mountain road inside the palace wall, the two turned around and saw that several monks came down from the mountain, the head of the monk looked only thirty years old, people Gao Ma Da, Yu Xuan Ang, no expression on his face, slowly walked down, followed by three monks.

The one who slammed the ingot just now was one of the 50-year-olds. A pair of eyes were smashed with copper bells and they rushed over.

Yuan Bao sighed and whispered behind Ye Shaoyang: "Thirteen rooms under the mountain are the rooms of the four treasures..."

Ye Shaoyang stunned, just to ask, the big monk has come over, looking up and down him, said: "You are Ye Shaoyang?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded, seeing the other party's attitude is not good, too lazy to salute.

The monk stepped forward to mention the collar of Yuanbao and said: "Sure enough, I was a little stunned by you. I actually colluded with the four treasures and brought Ye Shaoyang here. I didn't go back to the wall!"

Yuanbao did not distinguish, and gave a gift to the monk, saying: "Thank you for your uncle." After that, he walked around the front door.

"You go to see him!" The monk gave orders to the two young monks behind him, and the two immediately left.

There is only the big monk on the opposite side, and the cool monk of the thirties.

"You are Ye Shaoyang!" The monk stared at Ye Shaoyang and said in a bad mood.

"I am not you, yeah, so much nonsense!"

Ye Shaoyang didn't swear by him, but he was able to find a little for the ingot. In his heart, he guessed that this guy's eight achievements are the uncle who the Yuanbao said and locked the four treasures.