Three days later, the two arrived at the boundary of Youzhou.

Since ancient times, Youzhou has been a military tyrant. The city is very large and the city walls are high. There are more than 100,000 residents in the city, with shops and pedestrians passing by, which is very lively.

The two of them settled in the inn in the city and found out the path.

Going north of Youzhou for eighty miles is the location of Huguo Temple, and sixty miles west is Qilin Town.

At this time, the news that the tiger-skinned cicada was about to be born has been known to everyone. A large number of people from the world gathered in the city, including Taoist priests and green ** people.

Because he was in a hurry, there were more than ten days before June. Nanfeng mentioned the old story again, "You have to think that Pudu Cihang is more powerful than the magical skills of Prajna. If you want to learn, let's go to Huguo Temple."

"If you don't learn, don't learn." The fat man shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't you really want to learn?" Nan Feng confirmed.

"Who doesn't want to learn great kung fu, but we always steal, and I'm afraid the Buddha will blame him." The fat man grinned.

Nanfeng didn't force the fat man to eat, "Let's have a meal, go to Qilin Town after dinner."

The two had lunch in Youzhou City, set off in the afternoon, and headed west to Qilin Town.

Not far from the west, many officers and soldiers appeared on the road ahead. The officers and soldiers set up roadblocks to block the way west and conducted strict inspections of passers-by.

"Where do you go?" asked the officer and soldier. He might have said the same words many times, and the voice of the shouting soldier was filled with fatigue.

"Qilin Town." Nanfeng said.

"No, go back." The officers and soldiers waved their hands to drive them away.

On the way, Nanfeng once heard the wind. Yan Feixue, a real person from the Eastern Wei Dynasty, also intervened in the tiger-skinned heavenly cicada. These officers and soldiers set up checkpoints here to block the road. They must have been sent by her, but these officers and soldiers could not stop the powerful characters, so they could only stop some people to watch the fun.

"We live in Qilin Town." Nanfeng said.

"Your tone is clearly not my own..."

"I am a Taoist from Yuantian Palace and have just returned from a trip." Nan Feng said with great confidence. The more he lies, the more confident he should be, the more he should be, and the more he should not be erratic in his eyes.

At this time, the Taoist had a very high status. The soldier was too lazy to study it and was unwilling to offend others, so he waved his hand and let them go.

Another soldier asked from the side, "That monk, where are you going?"

The soldier who had asked before said to the man, "Forget it, let them in, what can two and a half-year-old children do?"

The two passed smoothly and continued to travel west.

While walking, the south wind looked around from time to time. Although the officers and soldiers blocked the road, they could not block the mountains and fields on both sides. When they walked west, they could see various auras rushing through the mountains and fields on both sides of the road. Most of them looked red and blue, and only one purple air was seen.

After walking dozens of miles, a burly man caught up from behind and stopped the two of them with a shout.

"Have you ever brought water?" asked the big man loudly.

Nanfeng did not answer, and the fat man shook his head.

"Damn it, it's mute." Seeing that Nan Feng was not afraid in his eyes, the man felt his mightyness, and raised his hand to slap Nan Feng in the face.

When this man started, he poured spiritual energy into his palms. Nan Feng staggered and almost fell.

"How do you hit someone?" The fat man came up to argue.

"What's the matter with you? Mom, take out the food." The big man swung his right palm and knocked the fat man to the ground.

Nanfeng could see this person's complexion. This person was blue spiritual energy, and he was third-level higher than him. He could never beat him. He could only eat food to him so as not to make him angry and harm his lives.

Nanfeng took out dry food from the fat man's bag, and the big man snatched away the fragments of money that the fat man had placed in the bag. The fat man refused to give up his money and chased him to ask for it, but he kicked him down.

The kick was very strong, and the fat man's face was pale and he had not been angry for a long time.

When Nanfeng went to Taiqing Sect alone in his early years, he encountered similar things many times, but he didn't expect that he would encounter such things at this time. Although he was angry, he could not do anything about it.

"This man has a scar at the corner of his eyes. If you practice kung fu well in the future, you will definitely seek revenge on him." The fat man covered his lower abdomen with his hands and helped him walk away by Nanfeng.

Nanfeng did not respond. Walking in the world depends on cultivation. The king's law cannot control the people in the world. Some people will not reason with you. Whoever is powerful is the eldest, whoever is weak is the grandson. Being bullied is still light, even life or death is in the mind of others.

It is precisely because of the sinister world that he would use any means to help the fat man seek unique skills in order to make a living. Everyone knows that stealing is wrong, but what should he do if he doesn’t steal?

The fat man did not have enough time to travel for the longest time in Nanfeng. After being bullied, he was so angry that he kept cursing the robber.

In similar cases, Nanfeng encountered more fat people than fat people. He did not have enough cultivation and was beaten and angry. He was bullied and did not even dare to fight back. Those bandits in the world were cruel and killed, killing them when they said they would kill them and chop them when they said they would chop them.

When walking in the world, we rely on martial arts cultivation and our minds are second. Even if we are smart, we live a very embarrassing life. We have no time to steal. If we can't beat others, we dare not fight back if we get beaten.

"Do you still have money?" the fat man asked.

"Yes, don't worry." Nanfeng replied.

It was already midnight when I arrived at Qilin Town. What Nanfeng didn't expect was that Qilin Town did not have too many people in the martial arts world, and the only inn and most of the rooms were empty.

After thinking about it carefully, Nanfeng understood the whole story. Qilin Town is now a whirlpool of the storm. If it appears here, it will reveal its whereabouts. Most of the people in the world who covet the tiger-skinned cicadas are hiding in the dark.

It is not advisable to act at night at this time. After staying there, Nanfeng did not go out, but lay down and rest. In the second half of the night, the fat man had an unbearable stomachache, so he could only get up and go out to invite the doctor.

He sent the doctor away, borrowed a jar and started boiling medicine. The herbs all smelled. The other guests in the inn were also people in the martial arts world. They hated the breath and scolded loudly. Nanfeng could only move the jar to the street to cook.

The medicine was ready and it was dawn. The fat man stayed in the inn to rest. Nanfeng found out where the Yuantian Palace was and went alone.

Yuantian Palace is located in Yanglu of Qilin Mountain, and is more than twenty miles away from the back mountain. Yuantian Palace was built two hundred years ago, and its scale is naturally not comparable to the Sanqing ancestral courtyard. Yuantian Palace is only one and two courtyards. The main hall is located in the front yard and the back yard is where Taoists live. When the south wind arrives, a Taoists are gathering in the main hall to perform morning classes.

He had inquired about the situation in Yuantian Palace before. According to the Taoist priest who was walking on the feet, there were more than a hundred Taoists in the Yuantian Palace, but at this time, only some old, weak, sick and disabled people gathered in the hall, and the number was not large, only twenty or thirty.

After the morning class, the Taoist started a group. Before dinner, six or seven Taoist people carried the bucket north to the back mountain from the canteen.

Seeing this, Nanfeng knew it. Most of the Taoists in Yuantian Palace went to the back mountain and had already begun to strictly guard the hiding place of the tiger-skinned cicada.

The most important thing at the moment is to determine whether there are any additional and granted people in Yuantian Palace this year. To understand this, you must contact the Taoist people in the Taoist temple.

After the sun rose, Nanfeng entered Yuantian Palace from the main gate. The master of the guest was a dizzy old Taoist who took Nanfeng to visit and walk. The pilgrims could not go to the backyard and only walked around the front yard.

Unlike the fat man, Nanfeng is not tall. When the old Taoist sees him young, he is not very careful. There may be few outsiders here. After burning incense, the old Taoist will drink water and talk to him in the doorman.

The old Taoist talked about the history of Yuantian Palace and Taoist allusions. Nan Feng did not dare to ask about the situation of Taoists in the Taoist temple directly. He could only touch indirectly and circle around to lead him to speak actively.

The biggest function of teaching the talisman is to practice it. To bring the topic to teaching the talisman, one must show curiosity about gods and ghosts. This is what people like to listen and ask the most. The old Taoist did not take much care and quickly talked about teaching the talisman, but he did not explain the details of teaching the talisman in detail.

Nan Feng was interested in asking who has the most powerful magic in the Taoist temple, but it was not as usual at this time. If he asked this question, the other party would probably think that he was here to inquire about the situation.

Just as Nanfeng was secretly worried, a few more pilgrims came outside, and the old Taoist went out to greet them.

As soon as the old Taoist left, a small Taoist boy came in, carrying a kettle and coming to deliver water.

Nanfeng did not turn around, pretending to talk to the old Taoist, he asked directly, "Master Xiao Taoist, is there anyone who has given the talisman to your palace this year?"
Chapter completed!