Two middle-aged Taoist priests stood at the gate of the mountain, staring at Zhao Boduan, with impatience on their faces, as if they were doing something very troublesome. They looked at each other and walked towards them.

When Zhao Boduan saw that the two of them were quick and obviously had martial arts skills, he thought that this place was probably the mountain gate of the Quanzhen Sect. These two paths were mostly figures in the Chongyang Palace. Look, these two were both in their forties or disciples of the Seventh Son of Quanzhen, and their martial arts skills are not low.

Zhao Boduan whispered to Yin Hua: "You gossip with these two Taoist priests first, and I'll call others over." He turned around and called others to go.

It was very close to dozens of meters. After a while, he came to the people who were resting at the entrance of the temple and said, "Okay, everyone who wants to go to Quanzhen Sect will get up, and Yin Hua will be going to join the sect to learn martial arts. Anyone who goes too late will be responsible for the consequences."

Wan Jifei and six others who were planning to become disciples of Quanzhen Sect quickly stood up and rushed towards the direction Zhao Bo brought him. Their movements were very clean and neat, very much like a group of evil wolves who smelled the smell of meat, running towards their prey with green light in their eyes. They were also frightened by the injury not long ago, and really wanted to learn martial arts.

Zhao Boduan followed and thought: Whether these people can become disciples of Quanzhen Sect depends on their own performance. When he walked ten meters away from Yin Hua, he heard him talking to the two Taoist priests in his ears, and saw a scene that moved him slightly.

"Two real people, I really want to join the Quanzhen Sect. Please give me a chance!" Yin Hua suddenly knelt on the ground without any image, and his forehead was heavily knocked to the ground. He seemed to have not seen the small stone on the ground, and he knocked three times hard, and soon a slightly sharp stone was cut through his forehead, and bright red blood flowed out.

Seeing this, Zhao Boduan secretly admired Yin Hua's ruthlessness. Whether it was a modern person who knelt down and begged others or a bitter plan to ignore the wounds of flesh, he showed that ruthlessness. This person was a bit difficult.

With Yin Hua's demonstration, Wan Jifei and six others who had just arrived also knelt down one after another, begging the two of them to be kind, and took them into the Quanzhen Sect, and kowtowed to the ground with their foreheads. However, the strength of their kowtow was somewhat different. Some people raised their heads when they touched the ground, while others tried very hard, so that their foreheads were injured and bleeding.

The Taoist priest on the left was a little short. When he saw the seven people kowtowing, he said, "Well, you've made a mistake. We are not in charge of the affairs of taking disciples. You should get up first."

The Taoist priest on the right curled his lips and said in disdain: "You are all in your twenties and want to become a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect? You are really idiots. For such a big person, your bones and meridians are completely fixed. Even if you spend your whole life, it will be in vain. Get out! Also, don't think that you can enter the Quanzhen Sect by kneeling down and kowtowing. That's a dream!"

Yin Hua, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up silently, whispered a few words, brought the two Taoist priests into the pine forest, and called Wan Jifei and the other six people over. I don’t know what Yin Hua and the other seven said to the two Taoist priests. When they came out, the two Taoist priests were kind to the seven people, with fake smiles on their faces, and a scene of harmonious coexistence.

When Zhao Boduan saw the opposite situation, he speculated that Yin Hua and the others might have bribed the two Taoist priests with the money they gave them, but he was not interested in exploring them. After seeing them successfully joining the Quanzhen Sect, he turned around and left, followed by Qianyue and Liu Qingqing.

Qianyue saw Zhao Boduan walking a little further towards the mountain, then entered the dense woods and squatted on a bluestone without moving. She couldn't help asking, "What are we doing? The ancient tomb is not here."

Zhao Boduan reached out and pulled out a 20-centimeter-long leaf of grass, kept rolling up the leaf of grass, and said, "Do you know where the ancient tomb is? Do we want to find all the entire Zhongnan Mountain hundreds of miles?"

Qianyue soon thought of it and said, "Well, are you trying to wait for the rabbit? Catch a few people from the Quanzhen Sect to ask where the tomb is."

"Yes." Zhao Boduan passed through the gap between the pine trees, noticed whether there were pedestrians passing by on the road, and responded in a low voice.

The Quanzhen Sect was famous at this time. Taking advantage of the opportunity of being valued by Genghis Khan, it became the current Mongolian national religion and the veritable number one sect in the north. At this time, there were many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, with as many as ten thousand people, so soon some disciples passed by the road in front of Zhao Boduan and went up the mountain and down the mountain. The path was very busy.

Zhao Boduan found the right opportunity and quickly caught a fat Taoist priest who was single down the mountain. He pointed the acupoints on his body, so that he could not use force on his hands and feet, so he naturally could not escape.

The fat Taoist priest was about twenty-five or six years old, with a pale face and no beard. His small eyes were constantly turning, showing a bit of cunning. He was not panicked when he was caught in the depths of the woods. He just said proudly: "Boy, do you dare to make trouble at the Quanzhen Sect Mountain Gate and have taken the courage of ambition? Let me leave now, I will pretend that nothing has happened."

Zhao Boduan didn't want to waste time on such a little person. He pulled out his long sword with a "swish", pointed at the Taoist priest's throat, and said, "I have some questions to ask you, as long as you cooperate, it's easy to say. Otherwise..." A gentle stroke on the Taoist priest's throat, and a shallow wound suddenly appeared, with thin blood beads oozing out from it, like a red line.

The Taoist priest couldn't scare the young man in front of him when he saw the name of Quanzhen Sect. When Zhao Boduan said that he was ruthless and said, he immediately showed panic and said in a trembling voice: "Please move the sword away, Lu Qingdu will definitely answer any questions."

Zhao Boduan moved the sword force away and asked, "Do you know the location of the tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain?" He was curious about Lu Qingdu's luck. He was caught by so many disciples of Quanzhen Sect, which was really bad luck. Lu Qingdu was no wonder that he suffered a great loss later. You must know that Yang Guo's martial arts skills in Quanzhen Sect were far worse than him.

Lu Qingdu's eyes raised and exclaimed: "This is the forbidden area for all the disciples of Quanzhen Sect! You are too bold."

Zhao Boduan pressed the sword edge against Lu Qingdu's neck and said, "It seems that you know the location of the ancient tomb. It's so good, tell me!"

He saw Lu Qingdu's face hesitation and said, "If you don't say it, do you have to give you a little bit of pain." The sword edge gently stroked through again, creating a deeper wound. Suddenly, blood flowed out of the wound and soon fell to Lu Qingdu's chest.

Lu Qingdu felt a pain in his neck, and a heat flowed down his chest. When he looked down, he found that he was really bleeding. He was shocked and begged for mercy and said, "I said! The ancient tomb is in the forest behind Chongyang Palace, I will take you there."

Zhao Boduan lifted Lu Qingdu's back collar with his left hand and said, "How can we reach the ancient tomb?"

Lu Qingdu’s eyes were turned around and said, “The ancient tomb is a forbidden area of ​​the sect. I just heard of it and have never been there before, so we had to go through Chongyang Palace to reach the back mountain.”

Zhao Boduan smiled, pointed his sword at Lu Qingdu, and said, "Then you have no value in use, go to die!" He was about to kill him with one sword.

Lu Qingdu raised his neck, avoided the approaching sword force, and screamed: "I am the disciple of Wang Chuyi, the elder of Quanzhen Sect. I can take you through Chongyang Palace with great confidence. There will be no accidents. There will definitely be no disciples of Quanzhen Sect asking about your origin."

Zhao Boduan was not very satisfied with this result. If he were alone, he could pass through Chongyang Palace with quick body skills. However, he could not do this with two people who could not do it. He also considered diving into the ancient tomb from the pool, but Zhongnan Mountain stretched for hundreds of miles, so it would be really troublesome to find an unknown pool.

"Hmph!" He pressed the tip of his sword against Lu Qingdu's neck, snorted heavily, and said, "I don't believe that there is no small road in such a large back mountain that does not need to pass through the Chongyang Palace. I'll count three times, if you don't say it..."

"one."

After hearing the sound of counting, Lu Qingdu was so anxious that he burst into tears. He immediately said, "There is a small path leading to the ancient tomb. I have seen a woman in white descending from that small path with my own eyes. I really didn't lie!"

When Zhao Boduan saw that his method worked, he really forced a path out of Lu Qingdu. He was happy and quickly asked him to show him the way, and told Qianyue and Liu Qingqing to follow him and not to fall behind.

The group of four walked towards the depths of the woods, walked for about half an hour, left the woods, and then walked in a bush for a while until Lu Qingdu called out, "Okay, it's here."

Zhao Boduan looked around and saw a stele of meter tall just fifty meters away in front of him. After cultivating internal strength, the superhuman vision clearly saw the four big words "Outsider stops" written on it. Behind the stele is a mountain bag made of a bulging huge stone. It seems that this is the ancient tomb of Mount Zhongnan.

"Okay, you go." Zhao Boduan untied Lu Qingdu's acupoints and did not kill him, intending to leave him for Yang Guo to tease him.

Lu Qingdu's face showed ecstasy, as if he had heard the most pleasant words in the world. He got up and ran towards the Chongyang Palace.

Walking to the gate of the ancient tomb, Zhao Boduan shouted at the ancient tomb: "Is Miss Long here? I have the latest news about your senior sister Li Mochou!" The roar was very loud, spreading for several miles, and echoing in the mountains and forests for a long time.

Soon, a seventeen-eight-year-old girl in white came out of the ancient tomb, staring at Zhao Boduan and the other two, and said in a calm tone: "Do you have the latest news about my senior sister? Tell me."

Zhao Boduan didn't say anything, and looked at Xiaolongnu's appearance carefully. Seeing that her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her skin was better than snow, she was wearing white clothes, and her whole body was filled with cold air, just like a delicate and transparent elves in the snow. He withdrew his gaze and said, "Miss Long, won't invite us to sit in the ancient tomb?"

After Xiaolongnu looked at Zhao Boduan quietly, she turned around and was about to return to the ancient tomb, without any drag on the mud, and was very determined.

Seeing this, Zhao Boduan thought that the little dragon's female love was really unique, and hurriedly said, "Look at the Ice Soul Silver Needle in my hand, you will know that we are not telling lies." He took out a small glass bottle, which contained five silver needles.

Xiaolongnu took the bottle, looked carefully, nodded and confirmed, and said coldly: "It's Bingpoul Silver Needle, but according to the master's rules, no outsiders can enter the tomb of the Living Dead."

Zhao Boduan smiled, trying to liven up the atmosphere, but this trick was useless to Xiaolongnu. Her face was still pale like a dead person. He thought a little depressed: It seems that she wouldn't call him, forget it, leave this ice-like Xiaolongnu for Yang Guo.

He said, "This is the last news from your senior sister, because she is dead. Don't you want to know how she died?"
Chapter completed!