The son-in-law of the stunning president

The companion that Zhang Daoxing sent to Tong Zixin was a young Taoist priest, around twenty years old, with a slightly youthful appearance.

When facing such a young and beautiful beauty like Tong Zixin, she seemed very reserved and stuttered.

Tong Zixin didn't pay much attention to this little Taoist priest named Huanqin, she was now carefully drilling into Sanqing Mountain from the back mountain gate.

This is a technical job.

Nowadays, there are people around the Quanzhen Gate of Sanqing Mountain, including tourists and countless self-media.

They were all taking pictures with their mobile phones, God knows where the countless cameras were aiming.

If she is not careful, 100% will be photographed by someone entering the mountain.

Once that happens, I am afraid that many people will make a fuss and enter the mountain.

Fortunately, today is going well. The little Taoist Huanqin is worthy of being a Quanzhen Taoist. He is very familiar with the surrounding environment, so he easily led Tong Zixin to avoid all eyes and ears, and the two quietly entered the deep mountain. .

Once you enter the real deep mountains, there are countless trees covering them, and if you want to see them and take pictures of them, it will be difficult.

The minds of the two of them relaxed slightly.

Tong Zixin took a deep breath of the mountain air, and immediately felt a burst of comfort all over her body.

No wonder there are so many Taoist priests who like to stay here to practice, among other things, the air in Sanqing Mountain is really good, it is indescribably thorough.

This is a thorough breath that is very rare in today's industrial society.

Today is a cloudy day, even if it is dry and cloudy, it will not rain.

The sun hid behind thick dark clouds and refused to show its face, and the surroundings were gray and foggy again.

There is fog in the mountains, the fog is low, and it is so completely pressed in the Sanqing Mountain. The trees, rocks, streams and grass are all dotted with unreal fog.

Not to mention, looking at it this way, Mount Sanqing really has such an ethereal aura.

Seeing that Tong Zixin seemed to be very interested in the fog, Huanqin explained: "The fog in Sanqing Mountain is like this. Most of the time, it is short and directly lying in the forest. It is very magical. We all say that there is a way in this deep mountain."

Tong Zixin nodded slightly, and said provocatively, "Then, have you heard the legend about the immortals in Sanqing Mountain?"

In fact, she had already asked this topic all over the Quanzhen sect, but she didn't get anything out of it.

Anyway, going to the mountain today is also idle, why don't you say a few more words to this little Taoist priest who seems to have no scheming, in case the Quanzhen sect really has something secret from them.

Huanqin really didn't have much scheming, and answered any question he heard.

However, what was said was still some legends that were not true at first glance.

Tong Zixin lost interest after listening to it for a while.

"Agent Tong, haven't you heard of it? There is actually a legend about the white dragon in Sanqing Mountain."

Huanqin obviously wanted to have a few more words with Tong Zixin, so he brought up another topic.

Tong Zixin raised her eyebrows. She really hadn't heard anyone from Quanzhen's sect say this before, so she said immediately, "Tell me about it."

She and the little Taoist Huanqin are both warriors, Tong Zixin has a good cultivation, and even the little Taoist Huanqin is a beginner martial artist, so you don't have to be too careful when walking this mountain road, chatting and walking will have no effect.

When Huanqin heard her question, he said excitedly: "This is not a legend in our school, but a legend in a nearby village. My family is in a small mountain village outside the mountain gate, so I have heard of it."

At that moment, Huanqin began to talk about it in a frothy manner.

However, folk legends are not all exaggerated versions. This story is just another story about the white dragon who violated the rules of heaven and was imprisoned in Sanqing Mountain.

The more Tong Zixin listened, the less interested she became, and her eyes and attention gradually shifted to the road into the mountain.

After watching for a while, she suddenly squatted down and observed carefully a small shallow pit on the rock.

"What's the matter, Detective Tong?" Huanqin didn't know, so he squatted down together.

Tong Zixin frowned: "Someone has entered the mountain, it seems that the outside has not been able to stop everyone."

Huanqin said, "Warrior?"

Tong Zixin shook her head: "Definitely not, this small pit should be the imprint left by the climbing pick. Judging by strength and skills, it should be just an ordinary person."

Huanqin said: "Then there is nothing to worry about."

But Tong Zixin shook her head: "No, this is already a very deep mountain. For ordinary people, there is no way to enter the mountain. They have to climb to get in, which is very dangerous."

Huanqin nodded: "Oh, no, then we have to find them quickly and take them out."

The two of them followed the traces all the way forward, and after a while, they really saw three people resting in a valley.

The four are blond and blue-eyed, obviously not Chinese.

Tong Zixin grabbed Huanqin who was about to strike up a conversation, and said in a low voice, "At this time, a foreigner sneaked into the mountain, most likely a spy!"

Huanqin was taken aback when he heard this. Although he is a Taoist priest, in the Internet age, even the Quanzhen sect has access to the Internet.

He has watched a lot of movies, such as spies, isn't that a very dangerous and mysterious guy?
Immediately, the two cats went aside to observe quietly.

"Lawrence, as I said, don't sneak into the mountains like this. You just refused to listen to me. It's better now. Anna is injured. How can we get out?"

A rather tall young man complained in a low voice.

This is a man with a very standard Western European appearance.

Beside him is a young man who also has Caucasian features, but this one is still holding a very professional camera to shoot around.

The camera is very small, but it looks like it is a professional product.

There is also a young woman who is leaning against a big tree and staring at her feet in a daze.

Her expression was slightly distorted, as if she was in pain.

The young man named Lawrence who was filming said impatiently: "You've got Hand, you know how to complain and complain. We're here to grab the news. If you're so afraid of accidents, why go into the mountains?"

Hande said angrily, "What news are you grabbing? We've been in the mountain for so long, and we haven't seen half of the gods. What news value is there if we only take photos of this mountain? It's just a waste of time."

Lawrence waved his hand: "You know what a fart, any news about the Chinese Immortal and the Great Devil of the United States or the Knight of the Holy See is big news now, don't look at we just photographed some seemingly worthless vegetation rocks, just go back and make A little touch-up during the show, and it will still be full of suspense!"

"You all shut up, my feet are hurting more and more, whoops, who will carry me on my back, let's go down the mountain together." Anna interrupted their bickering, complaining in a weak voice.