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Bai Zang took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage bag, drew a few strokes, and transformed into a paper figure exactly like himself.

"Go." He pushed lightly, and the paper figurine Baizang floated into the cave.

The strings on the ground were immediately triggered, drawing several wounds on the paper figurine.Going forward, the stalactites above also fell one after another, piercing the paper figurine.

But when the scarred paper figurine Baizang walked up to "Xi Feng", he just looked at the paper figurine without any reaction.

"What's going on?" Jiang Lanyue was puzzled.

Bai Zang manipulated the paper figurine to walk around "Xi Feng", and then reached out to touch him, only then did he realize that "Xi Feng" in front of him unexpectedly turned into a painting at some point.

Jiang Lanyue was shocked: "Didn't he still sing just now?"

"Drawing..." Bai Zang frowned.

In the next moment, he simply turned into a spirit body and transferred into the paper man's body.

Then he said: "Lanyue, come here as a paper man."

Jiang Lanyue did not doubt that he was there, and followed the same pattern, entering the cave in the form of a paper figurine.

Through the eyes of the paper man, the scene seen is actually different.

The strings on the ground have become furniture and screens made of paper, and the stalactites above the head are chandeliers of various shapes.

Under the cover of the curtain, "Xi Feng" stood by the door of the exit, his eyes had returned to a dark black color.

"The last time your brother threw us into a painting environment like this, which is full of paper figures."

Jiang Lanyue: "You mean... this maze may be related to Po Yue?"

Bai Zang only said, "It's just a guess."

They carefully walked around all the furniture and curtains, and came to that "Xi Feng".

Bai Zang stretched out his hand to touch him.

"Xi Feng" swung his arms, took out a pen from nowhere and handed it over.

Bai Zang: "..."

Jiang Lanyue: "What do you mean?"

Bai Zang shook his head, and simply took the pen first.

Then, "Xi Feng" stepped aside, revealing a white paper wall behind him.

"Pen... wall..." Jiang Lanyue thought for a while, with a look of doubt on her face, "He asked us to draw a door by ourselves?"

Sounds a bit outrageous.

Bai Zang felt that it was not impossible, so he waved his fingers and drew a big door on the white wall.

Following his handwriting, a golden streamer flashed across, and the drawn door became a paper door that could be opened.

Jiang Lanyue: "..."

When he pushed the door open, Bai Zang suddenly said, "This layout really looks like your younger brother."

Leaving the paper door, they returned to their original bodies and set foot in the dark and damp labyrinth again.

Jiang Lanyue walked and said, "Strange, we all left that cave, but the music didn't stop."

"Do you know this piece?" Bai Zang asked him.

Jiang Lanyue was stopped by the question, and she listened intently: "I don't know the rhythm...but it does sound familiar."

Bai Zang: "This is Song on the Frontier."

""Song on the Frontier"..." Jiang Lanyue quickly searched in memory, and soon got the answer: "Po Yue can play this song!"

Bai Zang smiled, noncommittal: "Let's go forward, we've reached a fork in the road again."

There are still three identical caves, surrounded by mist, and nothing can be seen.

Jiang Lanyue took the initiative to lean over to listen: "Should I still choose the one with music?"

Bai Zang nodded casually. In fact, he felt that it didn't matter which one he chose.

If this underground palace was really set up by Jiang Poyue, he should be trying to convey some message, rather than using the underground palace to trap or kill intruders.

Jiang Lanyue quickly chose the cave in the middle, and walked in first.

"Song on the Frontier" didn't stop, but the tune changed sharply and became sonorous, and at the same time, a heavy bell was added to match it.

The strong smell of incense came to the face, and a Taoist temple came into view.

There are many pilgrims, and the fairy air is lingering.

"What kind of place is this, Yunya Mountain?" Baizang asked.

Jiang Lanyue shook her head: "Yunya Mountain has always been cold, and there are not so many people watching it."

Fortunately, there were no traps set up on the road this time, so they walked around in the temple at will.

Then another "Xi Feng" was discovered.

This time it looks like a Taoist priest.

Bai Zang couldn't help laughing: "It's strange that he is like this."

Jiang Lanyue looked at it, and raised the corners of her lips: "Xi Feng has a killing spirit, so it's not suitable for Taoist robes."

But this "Xi Feng" sat there solemnly, with a lottery, gossip and other magical instruments on the table, and he made up his mind to become a Taoist priest.

"Xiao Daoist, can you make a fortune?" Baizang stepped forward and sat down opposite him.

"Xi Feng" made a serious "please" gesture.

Bai Zang picked up the stick, shook out a stick, and handed it over.

He then read out the signature: "I see a man who walks away like a basket filled with water. He will go home in one breath. There has never been anything in the basket."

"What kind of hexagram is this? The bamboo basket fetches water in vain?" Baizang pretended to be angry.

The Taoist leader "Xi Feng" had no expression, and said dryly: "It can also be explained as 'long drought meets rain'."

Bai Zang Buyi: "It's not good, it's not good. The little Taoist should give me another word test."

"Xi Feng" nodded dryly again: "Please write."

Bai Zang picked up the pen and wrote the word "Tao" on the white paper.

"Xi Feng" looked at it, thought for a while, and began to explain: "The word '道' is divided into two parts, 'xing' and 'shou', 'shou' is the head, and 'xing' is the road. yes……"

He paused for a moment, then twisted his neck strangely: "The head is in a different place...the final journey..."

The next moment, Bai Zang directly turned over his fortune-telling booth, Qian Jifan pointed at it, and said viciously: "Don't think that I won't dare to do anything if you hold his face in the face!"

Seeing this, Jiang Lanyue quickly drew his sword.

Everyone in the Taoist temple gathered around and stared at them with scarlet blood in their eyes.

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86. The Fairy Fate Club ([-])

"What's going on?" Jiang Lanyue didn't understand why Bai Zang was suddenly furious.

He didn't know Baizang's past, he didn't know where his head was, and he didn't know what the phrase "different way" meant to them.

"I'm too lazy to play with you, hand over Xi Feng."

A strong wind gathers under Baizang's feet, blowing his robes away.

Afterwards, Qianji Fan made a move and started fighting with that fake Xi Feng.

Jiang Lanyue dealt with those low-level monsters behind Bai Zang, and the entire Taoist temple was littered with corpses and blood flowed like rivers.

The monsters are still rushing over.

"It's too troublesome!" Jiang Lanyue suddenly roared.

Haoran Sword was thrown to the ground by him, swung away the circle of monsters around him, and cast an enchantment on himself and Baizang, sacrificed the sword formation, trapped the entire Taoist temple and all the monsters inside, strangled on the spot, No piece of armor left.

Jiang Lanyue's spiritual power was surging, and this move shook the entire Taoist temple.

Bai Zang slapped Xi Feng's phantom away with his palm, and looked down, "This cave is about to collapse."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless cracks opened on the ground where the Haoran sword had been pierced just now, extending infinitely around, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Lanyue's heart trembled, and before she could react, the ground collapsed.

They fell and fell back into the dark cavern.

This place is not as humid as the previous stone cave, and there is a little dusty smell in the air.

The sound of the music is clear and loud, and the source of "Song on the Plug" is here.

Bai Zang got up, pulled Jiang Lanyue up, and then pinched the Duo Ling torch to light up the candlestick, illuminating the whole picture of the cave.

It seems to be a person's residence, with stone beds, stone tables and stone chairs, and there are some books on the bookshelf next to it.

There is a pipa on the stone table, and no one is plucking the strings, playing "Song on the Frontier" by itself.

Jiang Lanyue recognized it at a glance: "Bingxianjiaowei, this is Elder Mingyue's pipa, I have seen it in the painting scene."

Bai Zang went to the bookshelf: "Here is a diary."

This diary is very thick, there are no words on the cover, and the inside is full of practice experience, and the words are beautiful and neat. It can be seen that the person who wrote the diary is a diligent and careful person.

But when you turn back, the content changes.

From the autumn of the Jiaxu year onwards, the diary no longer records the practice experience, but has become a daily chore, the words and sentences are chosen casually, and the handwriting has become scribbled.

"I went to Zhenxi Island today to help Yan Ruyu pick vegetables. He said he wanted to leave Mingyin and go outside to have a look."

"Today, Yan Ruyu gave me a box of dim sum made by himself. The outside is mushy, but the stuffing is not cooked."

"Today I sneaked to Zhoushan Island with Yan Ruyu to play, and was caught by the elder brother, but we were not punished."

"It's raining again today. It's been raining for several days. The fish have all swam into the underground palace. Yan Ruyu and I have been catching them for a long time."

"..."

Yan Ruyu is all over the article.

Later, the content is different.

"I heard some Daoist teachings from Master today, which is somewhat different from what I originally thought."

"I went to Master's place today and took a few panacea pills, but I don't really want to eat them, so let's put them away first."

"Today, Master asked me to play the pipa for him again. Since he is not used to my music, he always asks me to play it. I don't know what's wrong."

"When I went to the island today, I didn't see Master, and I haven't seen anyone else for more than half a month."

"Master came back today and gave me a painting, saying it was 'source'. I don't know what source it is."

"..."

"This seems to be Jiang Poyue's diary." After reading it, Bai Zang handed it to Jiang Lanyue before going to check elsewhere.

Jiang Lanyue nodded as soon as she opened it: "It's the word Po Yue."

When Jiang Poyue was in Mingyin, he should have a good relationship with Yan Ruyu.Later, Yan Ruyu left Mingyin, so there is nothing about Yan Ruyu in this diary.

Master appeared at this time, and gave Jiang Poyue a painting called 'Yuan'.

His master should be the white-haired man they had seen in Jiang Poyue's memory earlier.

"Is that white-haired man Elder Mingyue?"

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