Laoshan Taoist Chapter 259: The lame beggar

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Lu Dongbin's cultivation level has not yet fully recovered, so Wang Yan asked him to monitor the era, by the way, recuperate the body and mind, and restore the state as soon as possible.

As for himself, on the whole, the Taoist cultivation level should be slightly higher than him, coupled with the mountain and sea map and the three-volume heavenly book, even if it is really not a rival, you can completely retreat and save your own life.

But Lu Dongbin is different. He is not yet in the immortal class. He is still only a monk in the world. It is inevitable that he will suffer a lot from the White Lotus Sect, and even the Lord of Plague. If he is not sure, he will still have his life. Worries.

The division of labor between the two was completed, and no one told the news. It was only hidden in their own hearts. The next morning, they acted according to their plan.

Mount Jiri is located in the northwest of Jingzhaofu. According to this, it is about 20 miles away. Not to mention the steep mountain, there are many poisonous insects and beasts in the mountain.

This area is almost deserted, and even birds do not shit.

Wang Yanteng clouded the fog and came to the mountain in a blink of an eye, but saw a verdant, verdant tree, overgrown weeds and shrubs, extremely barren.

Wang Yan didn't dare to be too ostentatious, and simply landed on the ground, and walked slowly along the mountain road, while at the same time concentrated on exploring the surroundings.

The mountains of Mt. Hori are steep and rugged, making it extremely difficult to navigate.

There are weeds all around, and under the breeze, it swings from side to side. On both sides and in the front, there are some trees of varying heights.

It’s strange to say that in such a barren mountain, there is a path that leads to the depths of the mountain, and there are still human footprints on the path. In addition, there are also some small pits that make this road Potholes are obviously not naturally generated, but artificially created.

Who will come to this mountain often? Before he arrived here, he had carefully observed the surrounding conditions, and there was no one within twenty miles.

Of course, if it is an Orion who lives in the mountains, it is another matter. Although this possibility is very small, it does not mean that there is no such thing.

Wang Yan paused, and did not hesitate. He walked along this small path towards the depths of the mountain. He wanted to see what secrets were hidden in this mountain that would make Bailian Sect. Of the heart.

Along the road, I came to the middle of the mountain, and there was a dense forest blocking the road ahead. The trees were extremely prosperous and the branches were luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun.

Being in it is like being in a primeval forest.

In the dense forest, because the sunlight is blocked by leaves, the atmosphere is very gloomy. With the addition of some birds and beasts, the movement made in the dark is even more terrifying. How can ordinary people dare to pass here!

However, these are not worth mentioning to Wang Yan.

You must know that he has even gone to the Yin Cao Netherworld. What a wealth of experience. For so many years, no monsters and ghosts have ever been seen. Ordinary ghosts have seen him. If they can't escape, how can they dare to go forward and die?

Continue to explore and reach the depths of the dense forest. Not far in front, a ruined temple faintly appeared, which attracted Wang Yan's attention.

"The ruined temple on the barren mountain is indeed a weird atmosphere!"

Wang Yan smiled mockingly, and walked directly towards the ruined temple.

Since I have come here, I will take a serious look. If there is a clue, I must not let it go. Maybe in this ruined temple, he will first find what the White Lotus Sect is looking for. What?

With this thought, he came to the temple gate not long after.

The scope of this ruined temple is small. The gate has been completely destroyed. Two door panels fell to the ground, covered with dust, and it has become rotten wood. Even the plaque on the temple door has been eroded by wind and rain. .

I don’t know which **** was in the temple. The square courtyard was covered with weeds, the cauldron collapsed on the ground, and the ground was very humid.

The main hall has also collapsed in half, the beams are broken, the rafters are rotten, the tiles and rubble are all over the ground, and there are even some mushrooms growing on it.

At the top of the innermost altar table, a stone statue stands upright, but the head of the stone statue has fallen off, and it fell to pieces, leaving only a body.

It is precisely because of this that people can't recognize the gods at all.

Wang Yan continued to move forward, trying to enter the hall to find out. However, when he passed by the corner of the wall, he suddenly tripped and almost fell. Fortunately, he reacted very quickly and stabilized in time. Body shape.

As a result, he was greatly surprised.

I have practiced hard for decades, hundreds of years of Taoism, dignified generations of immortals, how can I be stumbled by obstacles, and he didn't notice it beforehand? This is too unbelievable, too unbelievable!

After returning to my senses, I looked towards the corner, but saw an old man dressed as a beggar lying beside the corner. This beggar was wearing a golden hoop, his face was dark, his hair was shaggy, and he was dressed in hemp clothes. old.

Hugging a cane in his arms, with a gourd on the cane, lying on all sides, falling asleep, he stretched his waist and kicked his leg out, which made the king Yan was tripped and fell.

An old beggar almost tripped him. I'm afraid that no one can believe it. Besides, the old beggar is lying here, he is unaware and unresponsive. It's weird. !

Looking at the old beggar in front of him, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart, barren mountains, ruined temples, how can ordinary beggars dare to sleep here alone, and this person can hide from his eyes and ears.

This is obviously unusual. The old beggar in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person. Under his vigor and temptation, including the opening of the eyes, he can never see through the true identity of the old beggar, and he does not know whether he is a demon, a human, or an immortal. Is it a demon, or some other dangerous species.

No matter what, an old beggar of unknown origin appeared in the deep mountain and old forest, and he couldn't even see the reason for the way of other immortals. This in itself is a suspicious thing, but it should not be careless.

Wang Yan was hesitating in his heart~IndoMTL.com~ At this moment, the old beggar yawned, then woke up and opened his sleepy eyes.

With just a glance, he saw Wang Yan in front of him, and the two of them stared at them with big eyes. They were so stunned for a while, and in the end, it was Wang Yan who spoke first.

"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, the old man is polite."

Wang Yan shot a checker at him and said in a gentle tone.

The old beggar leaned on a cane, first leaned against the wall, stood up slowly, and then went around the joint of his right leg with the cane, prompting his right leg to wrap around it, and walked two steps with one turn. Turned out to be a lame man.

"Where does this Taoist chief come from? What is it so expensive to do?"

The old beggar smiled slightly on his face without being polite. He opened the door straight to the point and questioned his origins, and looked calm and calm.

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