The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Originally, I thought that the girl's clothes did not look like those of the people here, but now I am here for this matter, even if they are inseparable.

Is the girl a monk? "

Zhang Qinghe answered with narrowed eyes. He did not directly talk to Zhao Haitang about what happened in the valley, but he established himself as a mortal with extraordinary knowledge and understanding of the monks' affairs.

Although Zhao Haitang, a genius on the list, is wary, he has a lot of objects to test his cultivation, and he can still feel it even when facing the evil people in the Heavenly Palace. But Zhang Qinghe had the Dao Tianyin that was enough to conceal the aura of the Dao fetus and make even the gods and immortals lose their appetite, so he deceived her.

Just when they met him, Zhao Haitang's soul, the spiritual energy fluctuation of a certain artifact, and an indescribable inspection that seemed to come from the branches of fate, had already swept Zhang Qinghe back and forth several times.

He couldn't help but sigh, it's not easy to trick someone.

"Indeed, sir, you are very knowledgeable."

Somehow, Zhao Haitang was no longer as cold and rude as before, but his attitude became strangely friendly.

She was also curious about what kind of confidence this common man had when facing a monk, even though he knew he was a so-called "immortal".

Zhang Qinghe was certain in his mind that he came to investigate the evil spirits, and he came from Shenxia, ​​and his estimated cultivation range was also within the same range, so the person appointed by the Zhang family met.

Zhang San didn't speak and looked at his husband quietly, not only because he understood that he shouldn't speak in this situation, but also because he wanted to see his husband's intention of deliberately bringing him here as a "tool man".

"I don't know what exactly happened at Taniguchi. Please tell me everything, sir. Haitang will definitely be rewarded generously."

The words "Zhang Haitang" emerged silently in Zhang Qinghe's heart, and he remembered the name in his heart.

"Xiao San'er and I both live in this village. A few nights ago, we were witnesses to the fight between the three monks."

Zhang Qinghe cupped his hands, and a hint of reverence flashed through his eyes, but it only made the desire in Zhao Haitang's eyes even worse——

This guy is really interesting.

Her attitude towards the monks appeared to be respectful, respectful and envious in front of her, but in fact she was indifferent, treating them like insects and gravel, without any special emotions.

No...it would be better to say that this person is a little indifferent and disappointed with everything. If it is more serious, it will completely turn into despair.

Zhao Haitang always felt that the world was boring, and she could only find some pleasure in killing and torturing evil spirits. But now that she saw a similar "same kind", she felt something that she had never experienced in more than 20 years. had aroused interest.

This interest made her excited. Even when she had a fist-to-flesh fight with the evil creature in the cave after taking off the demon-suppressing iron ring, the secret, chaotic and crazy murmurs invaded her heart, causing her soul and spiritual energy to stir up endless waves. The waves of the sequence are not as strong as the desire to seek resonance at this moment.

The moment her eyes met, the moment she saw Zhang Qinghe's deep despair, the strange pleasure made her tremble.

Even if the other person is just an ordinary person.

"Three monks?"

"Yes, three monks...there were three Dharma images I saw that day."

Zhang Qinghe smiled, trying not to hide his knowledge of these common sense practices - Tianyan Pavilion has been promoting the Three Lists for nearly ten thousand years. These things do not need to be asked about Heaven and Chang'an. Even in a slightly larger city, they are also common people's after-dinner activities. Talk. The more clearly he spoke, the more magnanimous he appeared.

"What do those Dharma images look like?"

Zhao Haitang was a little confused when he heard "three monks", and then he counted something on his hands, and the doubts on his face disappeared.

"It turns out that there were three people in total that day. The residual evil aura outside does not necessarily seem to be the work of the evil people from the Heavenly Palace."

she muttered.

"Sir, do you remember the specific situation at that time?"

"That day... first there was a star, an extremely bright star rising at the mouth of the valley, just like the bright moon. I happened to be full of food and wine, and went out for a walk. Saner followed me, and I happened to see this scene. .”

Not a single word in Zhang Qinghe's words was false, but his meaning changed when he said it, as if he had lived in Zhangjia Village for a long time.

"Stars?"

"Yes, at the beginning I felt that there might be a vision in the sky, or fire flying in the sky. But it didn't feel like it, until the stars only fell at the mouth of the valley, and the energy of Jin Ge overwhelmed me far away. I was so angry that I had to lie down in the snow before I realized that it was the monk's dharma."

"Pure star dharma..."

Zhao Haitang silently kept the news in his heart.

"Yeah, yeah...it's so uncomfortable."

Zhang San immediately tugged on Zhang Qinghe's clothes and started gesticulating excitedly——

"Such a big star!"

Zhao Haitang felt at ease again - the young man Shang Shang was not very good at lying, let alone a rural child under ten years old? The words of both men are naturally believable.

"Please sir, please continue."

"Then there is a huge green-robed immortal statue, which is very similar to the Lord Fulu Xing in the temple, but there are some differences. I dare not look closely for fear of offending the gods.

As far as I know, many ordinary people have been watching monks fight for a long time, and they clashed with the gods. In the end, they went crazy and dug out their eyes, bleeding from their seven orifices and died. "

Zhang Qinghe laughed half-seriously.

"The Dharma of Fulu Xingjun's lineage?! This is wrong... Zhao Zhi clearly practiced the Dharma of the Death Sentence Officer line. Although the grade is extremely high, how could it be so different?"

Zhao Haitang suppressed the doubts in his heart and listened quietly.

"The movement didn't last long. When I raised my head, the immortal image disappeared, but the stars were still there. I shrank and planned to run back, but I felt warm for a while."

"warmth?!"

"Yes, it is sacred and peaceful, as if everything is rejuvenated, and the flying snow on the sky and earth has stopped. I can't help but turn my head... It is a male immortal king glowing with green flowers, which is several times larger than the previous statue of the immortal. "

Why does this involve the Dharma of Mu Yuan Ancient Immortal line again? From the description, it is still a destiny star, to the extent that it can influence the sky and the earth...

However, Zhao Haitang counted with his fingers and found that what the teacher in front of him said was word for word, without any errors or omissions, let alone any deception.

She couldn't figure out the origins and whereabouts of each person, so she could only use the authenticity of what Zhang Qinghe said as a reference.

"Thank you, sir. Haitang owes you a favor. I wonder if there is something you want, or... someone you want to kill?"

Although it was very uncomfortable for Zhao Haitang to act like a normal person, in order to get closer to Zhang Qinghe, she was a little over-pretentious.

"There is no one I want to kill, but there is one I want to save. After talking so much, I have lost time, and there is no way to go back to fishing.

However, I think Miss Haitang is coming here today and will live here forever. I happen to be able to lead the way for you. If you meet Muramasa, please come with me. "

Zhao Haitang followed with some confusion - No, why do I have to live here forever?