The disciple nodded, and did not answer the villagers' questions, and took them into the path next to the farmers.

Zhang Muye looked at the formed village, the farmhouses with smoke rising from the ground, and there was a market for trading in the distance.

Although it is not prosperous, it is full of vitality, and there is no sadness on everyone's face.

Zhang Muye patted his disciples on the shoulder and asked, "Can these villagers still go out?"

"You can go out, but you need to apply to the sect's office, and the sect's disciples will take everyone out."

Wuyun Valley is hidden, and the villagers cannot go out and can't enter. They basically choose to come in and hide from the world. The relatives outside are either dead or worry-free.

There were only a few villagers out in a year, so they did not cause any trouble to the sect.

There are fewer and fewer villages on both sides of the road, and the emergence of locust trees in large numbers makes it look very quiet.

After passing through the locust tree, the vision suddenly became clear. A Taoist temple was located at the foot of the mountain, with red walls and green tiles solemn and solemn.

Zhang Muye briefly sorted out his appearance and clothes, formed Tai Chi Yin-Yang seals with both hands, and raised them to the edge of his eyebrows and bowed to the Taoist temple.

The disciple said in surprise: "It turns out that this is also a fellow Taoist, and he is rude."

Zhang Muye smiled embarrassedly. He was embarrassed to explain his identity, and he didn't know if these disciples would know him.

When he opened the door, the sound of the bell tower and drum tower came. Zhang Muye felt pious and satisfied. Everything here made him feel very comfortable.

Walking through the temple of worship and going to the backyard, the disciples took them into a room, and the entrance was a desk with four soft pads underneath.

It should be a side hall for guests, depending on the layout.

"Uncle Master wait a moment, and the valley master will come right away." The disciple said to them.

An Yunqi put Chu Zhiyin on his back on the cushion and let her head rest on her legs.

After the disciples left, Zhang Muye looked around and saw that the arrangement here was very similar to the arrangement of the previous sects.

It seems that his uncle is also a nostalgic person.

They waited for a while, and footsteps sounded outside the door, and An Yunqi and Zhang Muye stood up at the same time.

A man with fairy temperament appeared at the door, with a gentle and gentle face, and a faint smile on his lips made people feel very warm.

Zhang Muye shrank his neck. He, the uncle of his master, was once a famous gentleman with a gentle temperament and a irritable temper.

When he saw An Yunqi's eyes lit up, he then walked in front of him excitedly.

"You and Yun Niang look very similar!"

The Valley Master's voice was very restrained, but he could clearly detect his movement.

An Yunqi bowed and bowed, "Uncle Master."

Zhang Muye was stunned. Master An called his uncle also called him uncle? Why didn't he remember that he was his brother?

Moreover, those who can call Uncle Master the Uncle Master were all the things in the previous dynasty. An Yunqi looked young and could not do magic, so how could he maintain his appearance?

The valley master nodded and turned to look at Zhang Muye. His face turned significantly worse, "You are willing to come! Don't you call me?"

Zhang Muye heard the familiar voice and his body shook unconsciously. Uncle Master still remembered him.

"Uncle Master."

Mr. Gu responded reluctantly with a face, "It seems that he hasn't forgotten."

Since the uncle remembered him, why did those three disciples not know him, and they didn't know that he was also a fellow disciple.

Instead, he knew An Yunqi, and when An Yunqi was of the same generation as him.

The valley master saw his doubts and explained: "He is the son of your uncle Yao. He has been raised by his master since he was a child. You should have only seen him once or twice."

Zhang Muye was shocked and looked at An Yunqi in amazement.

Uncle Yao is the only female disciple of Master. Later, he married into the royal family and became the imperial concubine. He should have been removed from the sect, but Master loves the only female disciple.

In addition, she married into the royal family, so she continued to keep it in the sect genealogy, and the son she gave birth to was also taken care of by her master.

So... An Yunqi was the prince of the previous dynasty?

But now when Emperor Daxuan seized the throne, he had killed all the direct bloodlines of the emperors of the previous dynasty, including Yigan people who did not agree with his claim to be emperor at that time.

With the current emperor's methods, how could he let the direct bloodline fall outside?

How did he escape the catastrophe of killing? He survived now without practicing any magic?

Zhang Muye was full of doubts.

Obviously, An Yunqi did not intend to give him an answer, but said anxiously: "Uncle Master, can you help me save someone?"

The woman whose eyes fell on the cushion nodded.

He squatted down and simply checked Chu Zhiyin's face, looked at her pupils, pressed her index finger on her pulse, and concentrated and held her breath to check.

The Valley Master's face became solemn, and he closed his eyes halfway through.

An Yunqi's heartbeat was his last hope. If he couldn't solve it, he could no longer think of anyone else to save his soulmate.

The valley master used his spiritual sense to wander Chu Zhiyin's meridians, which were blocked and had no spiritual roots. He was an ordinary mortal.

While wandering in the brain, a lump blocked his visit.

In this position, it will probably affect the body's movement, and maybe he is a fool.

The valley master quietly lifted his eyelids and glanced at An Yunqi. Seeing his cares so much, he was afraid that he was a very important person.

Yunniang's son fell in love with an ordinary woman, and I don't know if it's good or bad.

He has excellent spiritual roots. As long as he untie the seal and practices diligently, with his talent, he will definitely surpass all the disciples in the current sect in more than ten years.

But Yunniang used half of her life to solve the restriction under her cultivation level, and she had to cooperate and agree to it.

He had asked An Yunqi once before, but he refused. It was a pity that the gift of God was given.

An Yunqi kept observing the valley master's expression, "Uncle Master, how about it?"

The valley master opened his eyes and said seriously: "Whether this girl is a little unclear in consciousness."

Zhang Muye reacted faster than An Yunqi. He said, "Senior is the most powerful and smartest person I have ever seen. How could he have a problem with his consciousness?"

Gu grabbed the point, "Senior?"

Zhang Muye nodded, "Yes, senior is also a Taoist practitioner, and her magic is very powerful."

The Valley Master is confused, his meridians are blocked, how can people without spiritual roots operate in the cycle of cultivation?

An Yunqi didn't know if Chu Zhiyin's body and soul were not the same person, but Master Shu said it clearly, and he was afraid that Taoism was particularly taboo.

I thought Chu Zhiyin was practicing and the evil demon was ruthlessly saying that he would not save her at that time, but if he didn't tell her, the uncle would not know the symptoms and would not be able to start.

An Yunqi said: "Uncle Master, why don't you check her soul status first? What is the reason for her coma for more than 20 days?"

The valley master nodded suspiciously. It is not easy for ordinary people to hurt their souls.

He used his spiritual power to wander around his whole body and entered Chu Zhiyin's sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness of ordinary people is basically colorful and full of distracting thoughts. A cleaner means that white is more than one day.
Chapter completed!