The mountain breeze blew slightly, and the mist gradually dissipated. Master Yuanhui, wearing a gray coarse monk's robe, stood at the foot of the mountain, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, as if waiting for someone, or as if he was meditating, his eyes were calm and his spirit was calm and his spirit was calm.

"Luofeng has met Master Yuanhui." Chu Qingyan stepped forward respectfully and saluted, "I met Master Yuanhui today, but Luofeng had important things in his mind. He could not talk to the master several games. It was a pity that Luofeng would."

Master Yuanhui naturally has a good impression of Qingzhuo Zhenren. Among the younger generation, this young Qingzhuo Zhenren is the most responsible and capable.

A few years ago, he only narrowly defeated the Blaozhi Qingshang Sword in the hands of Zhenren Qingzhuo with one move. Now, I find that the young Zhenren Qingzhuo seems more steady than a few years ago. I think his cultivation has improved a lot.

"I haven't seen you for several years. Donor Chu is fine." Master Yuanhui stood up on his chest with one hand, replied with a bow, and looked at him kindly, "In the past six years, Donor Chu has traveled all over the country. Every time he goes, he not only not only the local evil spirits, but also develops corresponding prescriptions for removing corpses and poisons based on the specific conditions of the local area. This move has benefited many people, which is a great merit."

Chu Qingyan looked peaceful and had a humble attitude: "This is the responsibility that our generation of practitioners should bear. The word "merit" is not dared to express the word "merit" in the fall of wind."

After a moment of saliva, he asked, "Master is here this time, I don't know why?"

"The head of the sect invited him to invite him, but for the reason he kept silent, he only said that he would invite me to interview him."

Master Yuanhui did tell him frankly, but he did not lie, but did not say the whole story.

Xiao Fengqin deliberately invited Chu Qingyan to come after he went down the mountain, and asked the two to meet at the foot of the mountain. Master Yuanhui guessed that this matter must be related to Zhenren Qingzhuo. Master Yuanhui was pitying for talents. Since it was related to Zhenren Qingzhuo, he was even more concerned about this matter. He had already regarded people through his speaking skills.

It’s not like being entangled with ghosts, but there is indeed something that can be caused by evil spirits.

With the current cultivation level of Master Qingzhuo, ordinary evil spirits will not be affected by it. Thinking of this, Master Yuanhui felt a little more cautious.

Chu Qingyan thought that it should be because of the Yin Formation that hurt people. Without thinking too much, she said to Master Yuanhui: "Lu Feng has something to do, so we have to take one step first. Master Yuanhui, Luo Feng is rude."

Chu Qingyan did not doubt anything else. After taking Qin Siqi to the foot of the mountain to meet with the people from the fallen flowers and light rain palace, he went directly to the village where all the villagers were slaughtered by Yinzhen not long ago.

Li Huayue had a leg disease and could not go there in person. She sent her first disciple, Bai Nishang, the eldest disciple of Luohua Weiyu Palace, and several female disciples with very good cultivation.

When walking with a group of women, Chu Qingyan didn't think anything was wrong. After all, regardless of gender, he would not speak or talk, and he would look at the mouth and the heart. However, Qin Siqi looked at the women without hesitation.

The female disciples of the Falling Flowers and Light Rain Palace were led by Bai Nishang. Although the female disciples were all young girls, they did not lose their composure and followed them in a regular manner.

Bai Nishang, the girl Qin Meiyu said, "Although she doesn't look so beautiful, she has a clear and gentle face, a slightly plump cheek, and a slightly plump figure. She looks like a good wife and mother who is easy to give birth to. After two or three years of marriage, she will definitely give birth to a bunch of soft and glutinous stutters."

After passing this town, we arrived at the evil village. After rushing for a long time, the group found a teahouse to rest.

Bai Nishang knew the cold and taciturn nature of this Qingzhuo Zhenren. Compared with each other, she followed her not far or near, keeping a distance without any politeness. Sitting in the teahouse, Bai Nishang arranged a table by the window for Chu Qingyan to sit alone, and she sat at the same table with several junior sisters. Qin Siqi naturally sat opposite Chu Qingyan, serving her very appropriately.

Chu Qingyan didn't like being served, and Qin Siqi's attentiveness made him very uncomfortable. He didn't want to say much about his disciples present. At the moment, the two of them were kind and filial, and others looked extremely warm and harmonious.

There are two lively people in the Falling Flowers and Weiyu Palace. They want to add icing on the cake to say something nice. They were so scared by Qin Siqi's cold smile that they dared not speak. The atmosphere was solemn. Bai Nishang disconnected the topic so that the atmosphere would not be too awkward.

Chu Qingyan didn't notice the little girls' eyes. He was thinking about the Yin Formation just now, and Master Yuanhui who suddenly appeared in the land of no regrets...

When the atmosphere became lively, Chu Qingyan found that Bai Nishang had not rested, but went to the owner of the teahouse to ask about some local customs and customs.

I don't know whether this is beneficial to this trip, but it's always impossible to know more about it.

Chu Qingyan felt that this great disciple who was so beautiful, was very steadily speaking and doing things. There was nothing wrong with it all the way. Chu Qingyan noticed these things, and the coldness that kept people thousands of miles away was a little calmer, but Qin Meiyu always flashed his description of Bai Nishang. When he met Bai Nishang, he didn't know how to speak.

Qin Meiyu is not here. If he talks to Bai Nishang, he will always feel like he will be caught. But if Qin Meiyu is there, I guess he doesn't know how to hold his cheek and watch a joke at this time...

Thinking of this, Chu Qingyan felt that Qin Meiyu seemed to be sitting next to him at this time, smiling meaningfully at him, with his eyebrows and eyes as picturesque as flowers.

She is here, and thousands of things have color and become vivid and interesting.

Bai Nishang found that Qingzhuo Zhenren was sitting upright at the table and was actually in a daze!

She had never seen Master Qingzhuo so close, and she couldn't help but look at him.

Qingzhuo Zhenren dressed very simply, with a dark gray robe with no pattern modifications, and even the belt was extremely simple.

Bai Nishang often met Master Qingzhuo on a regular occasion when he attended meetings at major sects with his master. He often saw him having wide-sleeved robes and a high bun. No matter what color of robes it was, his cold and arrogant temperament was always unchanged. The younger generation admired his name but did not dare to come forward, and his awe even more.

The fallen flowers and light rain palaces are mostly female disciples, and the one they talk about most is Qingzhuo Zhenren who does not hate the bitter land.

He became famous at a young age, had a strong cultivation level, and was invincible with a long sword, which made the evil spirits in the ghost world frightened. The most important thing is that people are still good-looking. Life is beautiful, and it is enough to be a young girl who is just about to fall in love, especially her cold and beautiful appearance that is not as cold as a worldly fireworks...
Chapter completed!