The Taoist went back and stood by the mountain road and quietly looked at the two pairs of footprints not far away.

There were cries from behind. At some point, four Taoist men came in their arms with whisks. The Taoist who was leading the way was carrying a bamboo basket in his hand. The bamboo basket seemed ordinary and the ones who used it for people in the mountains to chop wood and pick medicinal every day. The only strange thing was that there was a circle of black smoke rolling on the upper edge of the bamboo basket, and he was restless.

"Miss Feng, do you want to turn back to Liujing?"

The Taoist, who was leading the way, looked at Feng Xiaoleng's back and asked.

"I said why did I feel a little strange just now? It turned out that someone was hiding on the left side of the Taoist temple." Feng Xiaoleng murmured to himself, as if he was talking to the Taoist people behind him.

Among the four Taoists, the only one who was carrying a bamboo basket dared to greet Feng Xiao Leng's words, and the other three remained silent and bowed their heads respectfully.

"Now that demons have arrived, strange people and strange people hidden in the mountains and rivers of the city are naturally appearing frequently. These two people must have seen us catching monsters here, and they don't want to show up to meet them."

Following Feng Xiaoleng's gaze, the Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.

"But I always feel something is wrong."

Feng Xiaoleng frowned, his eyes were like a cold pond, and his eyes fell to the far sky in the south. After a long time, he finally made up his mind: "Mr. Nephew, please help me set up the mirror array."

Hearing this, the Taoist who was carrying a bamboo basket sighed inwardly and turned to the other three Taoists with a bitter face: "Uncle Master has given an order, why don't you set up the mirror formation!"

Three Taoist men under 40 looked at each other, and they looked bitter, but the uncle and master ordered at the same time, how could they dare not to obey?

They were Changmen's people stationed in Liuguo, and they were disciples of Wanfa Sect with a transcendent status in Changmen. It was not difficult for them to set up a mirror formation. However, after the civil strife of Changmen, the government and the people were separated, but they suffered from the scattered Wanfa Sect disciples. The supply line was cut off, and both Taoist talismans and magic weapons became rare items. It was difficult to obtain them as endlessly as before. In addition, with the arrival of demons, they were responsible for slaying demons and eliminating demons. The Taoist talismans and magic weapons were used even faster, so they naturally had to cherish them.

Seeing several Taoist men reluctantly taking out the magic weapon, Feng Xiao's eyes flashed and said with a slight : "Don't worry, I have already negotiated with that person and I don't think I'll have been here for a long time. When the internal chaos in the Changmen subsides, someone will naturally send magic weapons and Taoist talismans."

Feng Xiaoleng's words were very vague. The three Taoists were skeptical. The Taoist who was carrying a bamboo basket was thinking deeply, secretly glanced at Feng Xiaoleng who was facing him, and frowned slightly.

Soon, the three junior Taoists each took out three-sided Bagua mirrors, spread them around the footprints left by An Bochen and Sima Jin, and bowed in a sacred manner. Then one of them poured talismans, one of them sacrificed fire and pinched the seals, and the last one took the essence and blood and sprinkled the nine-sided Bagua mirrors.

A pillar of flame rose from the Bagua mirror and danced lightly. The nine-sided Bagua mirror burned at the same time. A layer of fog gradually spread out from the fire. The fog gathered and dispersed, and soon condensed into a mirror. A beautiful girl and a melancholy boy appeared in the mirror.

The Taoist carrying a bamboo basket murmured, his eyes wandering between the boy and the girl, suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank: "It's him."

Feng Xiaoleng was obviously much calmer than her nephew, and nodded, "The Crazy Dragon General An Bochen, but he didn't expect that he would also return to Liuguo."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three junior Taoists who arranged the mirror array trembled at the same time, and fear appeared on their faces.

They are cultivators, but in Dakuang, ordinary people who practice Taoism are far less powerful than the legendary powers. They will die within ten steps of a heavenly general, let alone An Bochen, who has the name of the Crazy Dragon General. He was clearly hiding on the hillside just now. If he suddenly took action, no one present would survive, but he ignored it and watched Feng Xiaoleng leave without moving.

Although the disciples of Wanfa Sect were transcendent to Nagato, they also knew the grudge between Nagato and Anbochen. If Nagato had not framed him and had he been given a ridiculous crime, Anbochen would not have fled thousands of miles away and was surrounded by danger.

"Isn't he eaten by the demon?

"Nothing is strange. On that day, he was alone in the forefront and was at the forefront of the storm. Only by dying could he escape. From then on, the dragon crawled into the sea." Feng Xiaoleng stared at the figure in the fire fog and smiled coldly: "If it were me, he would have been the idea of ​​pretending to be faked to death in his situation at that time. The golden cicada escaped, avoid the limelight first and then make a long-term plan. But he was not the only one who pretended to die."

Looking at Sima Jin, Feng Xiao’s cold face was strange, a little suspicious, and a little disappointed.

The Changmen Incident has not stopped. Although she is a transcendent, she is too lazy to go back to fight for power, so she continues to stay in Liuguo. Apart from this, there is another reason. A few months ago, she met a person in Liujing who made her hate her for the last life. The Wuxie lay Buddhist who pretended to be a ghost not only humiliated her, but also killed the Exian who had been with her for more than ten years. If she did not avenge this revenge, she could not continue to practice Taoism with peace of mind. But since then, Feng Xiaoleng has never seen Wuxie lay Buddhist again, nor has he found any clues related to him, but Feng Xiaoleng became more and more sure that Wuxie lay Buddhist Ding is related to An Bochen. Otherwise, why did An Bochen just leave before his feet and Wuxie lay Buddhist Ding disappear without a trace? An Bochen can survive the battle and kill the generals all the way, so there must be Wuxie lay Buddhist secretly helping him.

Therefore, other people from the Changmen were silent when they heard the name of An Bochen, and only she disdained her.

The real reason is not An Bochen, but the Wuxie lay Buddhist who hides behind him and secretly helps him.

If you want to find the mysterious Wuxie layman, you can only start from An Bochen, and An Bochen seems to be obedient to Concubine Lang. If you can get close to Concubine Lang or simply get her heart, you will definitely hold An Bochen firmly in your hand.

The mountain wind whistled, blowing up the Taoist robe with white background, flying, and a cold smile floated on the corner of the young Taoist's mouth, and his "handsome" face completely overwhelmed the stupid boy in the fire fog.

"Nephew Liu, I'll go to the south and I'll leave everything to you in the Liu Kingdom."

After finally getting the opportunity to take revenge, how could Feng Xiaoleng let go? Only by eliminating Wuxie lay Buddhist can she eliminate the inner demons, continue to move forward on the way of the Tao, and break through the current realm.

Hearing this, the Taoist who was carrying a bamboo basket opened his mouth wide, looked at Feng Xiaoleng in surprise, and shook his head repeatedly: "It's impossible, it's impossible. Miss Feng forgot that there is a giant monster lurking in Liujing. It's still not that place. If you leave, if the monster comes out to disturb the matter, without Miss Feng's curse of trapping the monster, we are not the opponent of that monster!"

"Don't worry, the giant monster has been entrenched in Liujing for three years but has never been there. He is either injured or fallen asleep. How could he come out to harm people when I leave?"

Without saying much to Liu Daoren, Feng Xiaoleng's hand-pinning method was lying in his mouth. When he was young, he opened his mouth and spit out a piece of paper-cut carp, which flew into the air like a stream of light, and turned into a big carp that grew more than a foot long. A ting carried Feng Xiaoleng to the south, leaving only four daggers who were stunned and secretly complaining.

Wars were flying in the north, and blood flowed into rivers from east to west. Although there were constant small fights in the south, it still seemed too peaceful and stable compared to the north. However, now, as the actors on the stage left the seat and walked away in dislocation, the balance gradually became tilted, the chessboard gradually became chaotic, and the undercurrents arose as the wind and clouds surging.
Chapter completed!