The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

"Have you really reached this point?"

"If it weren't for the critical moment of the world's dragon struggle, then you don't need to sacrifice like this, but now is the world's great war, if we don't do our best, I'm afraid we will lose the wind, and even never recover from it. For the sect to continue , I have to wrong my junior sister."

That Liuli obviously didn't want this kind of arrangement, she thought for a while, and then said: "Senior brother, why don't we learn from the Xuantian sect and close ourselves, I don't believe that other sects in the world can break into our mountain guard formation? "

"We are different from the Xuantian sect. Although the ancestor of the Xuantian sect is only an earth immortal, his cultivation level looks similar to ours, but they have a fairy sword in their hands to suppress luck. If someone with a high level comes to attack, they won't be harmed in any way."

"But our Laoshan sect is different. We don't have that kind of magic weapon. We can have our current status thanks to generation after generation of ancestors. The Pai will quickly lower their status, and I am afraid that the luck will change, and we will not be able to let us Laoshan Pai."

In fact, Tianning had another sentence, which he didn't say to his junior sister.

That is to participate in the dragon battle, one purpose is to assist Qianlong, and finally use Qianlong's luck to develop the sect and itself.

The other is to weaken other sects as much as possible, so that even if the opponent wins the dragon battle, they will not be able to take care of other sects.

That's why at the last moment of the dragon battle, when the overall situation has been decided, other factions will unite to launch a large-scale surprise attack on the sect that has won the dragon battle.

Although it is impossible to kill the opponent on a large scale due to the rules, it can also weaken the opponent's strength and prevent the opponent from recovering for decades.

Chapter 444 Small Temple

Besides, when Yang Heng left Laoshan, the sky had already begun to brighten, and at this time he was flying in the sky in a fire phoenix.

Yesterday's incident made Yang Heng feel a little headache. He had just become the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the Great Zhou Dynasty's luck declined, and the world began to fight for dragons again. This is exactly the same as joining the Fruit Party in [-].

But things have reached this point, and he can't recover. He can only try his best to keep the Great Zhou Dynasty from declining so quickly.

As for whether it will succeed in the end, it can only depend on God's will.

But this matter is also a good thing, it can let me see the masters of various factions in the world.

Yang Heng now regrets accepting the position of the great national teacher. It seems that King Rong and the old eunuch had expected it a long time ago, and this is dragging himself into the water.

Just when Yang Heng was very depressed, he suddenly saw that his fire phoenix's light decreased, and turned into a crested hairpin again, and then fell to the ground.

This time, Yang Heng flickered. Fortunately, Yang Heng reacted quickly and immediately used his magic power, and his body stopped in mid-air.

But after he stopped, when he looked for Fengtou Chai again, he found that Bao Chai had disappeared, which made Yang Heng a little anxious.

This crested head is not Yang Heng's property, it's just in his temporary custody now.

When the meritorious deeds are complete, it will be returned to the fox fairy.

Therefore, Yang Heng couldn't let the phoenix head be lost. Seeing his body move, he immediately ran straight to the ground under his feet.

After Yang Heng's text fell to the ground, he immediately used the Yin-Yang Dharma Eye and began to contemplate on the nearby ground.

But no matter how Yang Heng searched, there was no sign of Fengtou Chai.

This made Yang Heng a little anxious, and at the same time a little angry. This should be some junior who took his treasure out of nowhere.

When Yang Heng was extremely anxious, two scholars suddenly walked by the side of the road.

These two scholars are handsome and suave, and they seem to be sons of rich families.

Seeing Yang Heng, these two people walked anxiously on the side of the road, glanced at one of them, stepped forward and said, "What is this Taoist priest looking for?"

Yang Heng looked up at the person in front of him, and said annoyedly, "Pindao has lost a very important treasure."

After the young man finished listening, he smiled.

"Daozhang, do you need our brothers to help you find it together?"

"No need, Pindao can find it by himself, the two of you should take care of yourself first."

The two young men nodded and continued to walk forward.

Yang Heng continued to search around here, but still did not find the shadow of Fengtou Chai, and finally became a little discouraged. It seems that the treasure was really taken by others.

The most important thing is that the person who has to go to his own treasure may still have some skills, and he can even block his own feelings and summons.

Yang Heng stomped his feet and made a vow in his heart. When he finds out who took his treasure next time, he must let him know that he is good. Not only him, but also his relatives and friends will be punished, otherwise Everyone in the world is like this, what face can I save.

After losing his temper, Yang Heng saw that the weather had already brightened, and because Yang Heng drank a lot of wine when he was in Laoshan, he was fine at the beginning, but now he felt a little overwhelmed, so he didn't want to fly with the sword, in case First, what if I hit a mountain in a daze?

So he could only walk in a car, and walked forward for a while, trying to find an inn and sleep temporarily.

But Yang Heng walked along the official road for a while, only to find that he was in a place where there was no village in front of him or a shop behind.

But fortunately, there is a small temple standing at the end of the road, and there are bursts of cooking smoke in the temple, there should be people in the temple.

There is no other way, today I can only spend the night in this small temple temporarily, have a good rest for a day, and it will not be too late to leave tomorrow.

So Yang Heng walked slowly towards the small temple, and when he got to the entrance of the temple, he found that the small temple seemed to be a deserted temple.

But Yang Heng was not worried, because he had seen cooking smoke in the temple just now, even if the temple was deserted, there should be people sleeping in the open.

So Yang Heng walked into the dilapidated temple gate, but when he entered the temple gate, he found that the temple looked dilapidated on the outside, but was cleaned spotlessly inside.

And the sound of Yang Heng entering the door also alarmed the people in the hall.

At this time, three people had come out of the hall, the leader was an old monk, followed by two young scholars.

Yang Heng still knew these two scholars, they were not other people, they were the two people who greeted him on the road just now, it seemed that these two people couldn't find a place to stay, so they stayed overnight in this small temple.

Seeing a Taoist priest coming in, the old monk was a little dazed at first, but in the end he still bowed to Yang Hengxing with his hands clasped together.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is being polite here."

Yang Heng also hurriedly returned the gift.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the impoverished person is reckless, please don't take offense, master."

The monk smiled calmly, "It's not strange, it's not strange."

After speaking, the two young men behind the monk also stepped forward to introduce themselves to Yang Heng.

It turned out that the young man in charge was called Meng Longtan, and he went out of the city with his friend Zhu Xiaolian to play, but he missed Sutou, so he stayed in this small temple.

Everyone exchanged a few pleasantries, and then the old monk led Yang Heng into the hall.

Yang Heng entered the main hall, looked up, and then frowned, it turned out that an unknown Buddha was enshrined in this monk temple.

Yang Heng has been in the other world for so many years, so it can be said that he has seen a lot, but this Buddha Yang Heng has never heard of it.

So Yang Heng asked the old monk next to him: "Master, I don't know which Buddha is enshrined above. Forgive me for my ignorance, but I don't know its name. Please ask Master to clarify one or two questions for me."

The old monk smiled, then shook his head and said, "You can't say it, you can't say it."

Yang Heng heard this and didn't continue to entangle, because he knew that there were many obscene sacrifices in the countryside, and the gods worshiped were not recognized by the court.

Therefore, Yang Heng did not continue to entangle.

The old monk bowed to Yang Heng and the two scholars, and then said: "It's getting late for the three of you, and I think the three of you haven't had lunch yet. I'm going to do something now, poor monk. To fill our bellies."

For Yang Heng, it doesn't matter whether he eats lunch or not, but the two scholars are already so hungry that they nod their heads.

The old monk saluted again and walked out of the hall.

As soon as the old monk left, the two scholars seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the old monk put a lot of pressure on them.

This is no wonder to them. When Yang Heng entered the door just now, he found that the old monk had a cultivation base, and his skill was not weak.

But what surprised Yang Heng was that such a powerful man with a reputation in another world, since he was hiding in this small temple, he was willing to be ordinary.

Without the old monk, the two young people began to move freely.They wandered around, pointing out the scenery.

And Yang Heng knew that there was an expert in this small temple, so he didn't run around, just closed his eyes and meditated on a futon in this big hall.

Besides, these two young men came around and around, and arrived at a fairly majestic hall.

This hall is also in disrepair for a long time. Although it is majestic, dilapidated places can be seen everywhere.

But the hall is clean and dust-free, with an unknown statue of a monk in the middle, and murals painted on the walls on both sides, which are lifelike.

On the east side of the mural, there are all celestial maidens with scattered flowers, all of whom are slender and stunning. Among them, a girl with long hair is smiling with flowers, her lips are about to move, and her eyes are flowing, which is even more beautiful.

Zhu Xiaolian stared at it for a long time, but he didn't feel distracted, his thoughts were endless, and he was dreaming.All of a sudden, his body floated like a cloud, and before he knew it, he flew to the wall and got into the painting.

But Meng Shusheng next to him didn't feel this way. He just felt that these paintings were really exquisite, and he just looked at them a few more times.

But when he turned his head, he found that Zhu Xiaolian had been staring at those paintings for a long time. He smiled slightly, went over and patted Zhu Xiaolian on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhu, why did you fall in love with the beauties in the paintings?" ?"

But Zhu Xiaolian who was standing there did not answer him, still staring at the murals tightly.

Meng Shusheng patted Zhu Xiaolian's shoulder several times in a row, seeing that he didn't respond, he became a little anxious, came to him, and waved his hand in front of his eyes, Zhu Xiaolian was staring at him now, noticing the shaking in front of his eyes. finger is indifferent.

Meng Shusheng was a little at a loss now, the two of them were good friends who went out together, if something happened to Zhu Xiaolian, how would he explain to his family.

So he hurriedly left the hall and went straight to Yang Heng, wanting to find someone to come over and see what happened to Zhu Xiaolian.

And now Yang Heng is closing his eyes and thinking about his next actions. Although the road to the dragon in the future is dispensable to Yang Heng, it is also a battle that Yang Heng will brand on this world.

As long as he becomes famous during this war, then any major event in this world will be inseparable from Yang Heng.

"Daoist Yang, Daoist Yang, come out and take a look, something serious has happened."

Yang Heng frowned, opened his eyes and looked out of the hall, only to see that Scholar Meng staggering towards the hall.

"what's going on?"

At this time, Meng Shusheng had already arrived in front of Yang Heng, he took a breath, and then said: "It's not good, Zhu Xiaolian seems to be seriously ill, and now he has no consciousness, Daoist Yang, please follow me to have a look."

Yang Heng stood up hastily when he heard this, and followed the Meng scholar out.

The two of them hurriedly came to a large hall not far away, and when they entered the door, they saw Zhu Xiaolian still standing there stiffly.

Yang Heng didn't know the situation. When he saw Zhu Xiaolian, he was standing upright, so he turned his head and said with some impoliteness: "Brother Meng, why are you joking with me? Isn't Zhu Xiaolian standing there properly?"

Chapter 445 Painting the Wall

Hearing Yang Heng's questioning, Meng Shusheng hurriedly dragged him to Zhu Xiaolian's face, and then poked Zhu Xiaolian's face with his finger.

In the end, Zhu Xiaolian still stood there stiffly, as if he didn't feel anything.

Then Meng Shusheng paralyzed his hands and gestured to Yang Heng, which meant that no matter how I moved him, he didn't respond.

Regarding this situation, Yang Heng also frowned a little. He stepped forward and looked at Zhu Xiaolian carefully, he was startled, because under Yang Heng's observation, Zhu Xiaolian's soul had already left his body, and now he was standing in front of him. What's here is just a shell.

"Did you encounter anything strange just now?"

In Yang Heng's mind, the two of them must have encountered something strange just now, so their souls were taken away.

Meng Shusheng hurriedly shook his head, "There is nothing strange, the two of us traveled here, just looked at the murals on both sides of the main hall, Zhu Xiaolian became like this."

"mural?"

After listening to Meng Shusheng's words, Yang Heng noticed that there are exquisite murals on both sides of the hall.

Yang Heng frowned, took a step forward and looked at the mural in front of Zhu Xiaolian's eyes carefully.

These murals seem to be paintings of figures in the Heavenly Palace, but in the main hall, it is not the Heavenly King in the Heavenly Palace, but a monk who is preaching scriptures there.

The characters painted in these murals are very complicated. Yang Heng has already seen a thousand or two thousand portraits of people in the murals just by looking at them.

If someone else saw so many of them, the portraits of the characters would only feel dizzy, but Yang Heng was cultivated into an immortal, and he just took a look, and he firmly imprinted all these characters in his mind.

Then Yang Heng took another step forward, came to the left side of the mural, and watched it carefully, and at this time, Meng Shusheng also came here curiously.

Meng Shusheng just glanced at it, and then screamed loudly in horror.

It turned out that among the portraits here, among several maids, the portrait of Zhu Xiaolian was actually standing among them.

Yang Heng sighed, and then said to Meng Shusheng next to him: "This painting is a bit weird, it can actually capture people's souls."

"Then Daoist Yang, what should we do?"

Yang Heng thought for a while, and then said: "To untie the bell, one must tie it. Since we have arrived at this small temple, and something like this happened, we naturally have to ask the owner to ask for clarification."

Meng Shusheng came to his senses immediately after hearing Yang Heng's words, so he hurried out of the hall and started looking for the monk.

Without a stick of incense, Meng Shusheng dragged the old monk into the hall.

When he got here, Meng Shu said angrily: "What kind of magic trick did you, thief monk, capture our soul of Zhu Xiaolian into the painting, if you are sensible, let him out, otherwise I will sue the government for your favor fruit to eat."

The old monk seemed to know what happened. He put his palms together and bowed to Yang Heng and Meng Shusheng, and then said: "You two don't have to worry. When he comes out again, he will be a Daoist virtuous person."

Hearing this, Yang Heng was slightly stunned for a moment, then looked the monk up and down, and then suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Monk, it seems that this mural is still a bit strange."

The old monk's face suddenly changed, he looked at Yang Heng, and then said: "It seems that the old monk is a bit misled, the Taoist priest should also be an expert who has attained the Tao?"

Yang Heng was noncommittal, turned his head to look at the mural again, and at this moment, the characters on the mural changed again, and now that Zhu Xiaolian had mingled into the center of the mural, listening to the old monk talking After saying.