Chapter 86 Taoism

After Bai Lang received the task, he just told Song Weifeng and went back to listen to Yu Xiaozhu to continue the retreat. Three days was not long, but it could not be wasted.

The night is light, and the moonlight as soft as water falls little by little. In the swaying bamboo forest, it is ethereal and quiet.

Bai Lang's hands kept scratching the mysterious trajectory, and the light flashed faintly. The moonlight was like water, forming layers of hazy light curtains around him. His whole body looked particularly elegant. The remnants of the Tao Te Ching, the ancient scriptures of the Hinayana Qingxin Sutra, the eight sufferings of floating life, and the formulas are like ethereal scrolls in his brain. Exhibition. The left hand is imprinted, and the right hand pinched the secret, which attracts the essence of heaven and earth and turns it into its own use...

For three days, it flowed away like water. On this day, Bai Lang took a sleepy beast and galloped straight to the Yunxiao Hall.

Entering the hall, Bai Lang saw three male practitioners standing at the place where they received the task. They were all looked like jade and very handsome. The three seemed to notice Bai Lang's eyes and looked this way together. Their eyes were full of glory, and Bai Lang's heart was awept. The strength of these three seemed to be quite good.

"Brother Wang!" Bai Lang walked over and looked surprised, "Are you on mission No. 5?"

Someone of the three came out. It was Wang Qinggu. He was also slightly surprised. For a moment, he didn't know what he thought of. His face was a little strange. He nodded and then said, "Bai Lang, why is it you?"

"Qinggu, who is this?" One of the male Xiu was very long and his black hair was scattered. Seeing this, he came forward and asked.

Bai Lang smiled and said, "I'm with you!"

Wang Qinggu reacted and said with a faint smile, "This is Bai Lang, an elder of Li Changfeng, but he is a genius who has been in the limelight recently!"

When the two heard the words, they looked at Bai Lang in a blink of an eye, and their eyes flashed, as if they didn't care about Wang Qinggu's words.

Bai Lang was also stunned when he heard Wang Qinggu's words and always felt that his words seemed to have meaning, but this idea also flashed by. Wang Qinggu is the apprentice of Elder Xiao, which he knows, so Bai Lang has been keeping a certain distance from him. Even if he goes on a mission together now, he does not plan to Wang Qinggu is deliberately close, and everything is casual.

When Wang Qinggu saw that everyone was silent, he quickly pointed to the two monks and said, "Bai Lang, on the left is Meng Changhao, the cultivation of the eight-story pagoda of Daozong, and this is Yang Baiting on the eighth-layer cultivation of the Qizong pagoda!" Bai Lang knew that they all knew each other, so he saluted them with a faint smile.

The two were very arrogant, just staring at Bai Lang. Wang Qinggu was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, this is Bai Lang's younger brother!" Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at Bai Lang with some doubt. Seeing this, Bai Lang smiled and said, "The cultivation of the eight-story sword tower!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Changhao and Yang Baiting both showed surprise and looked at Bai Lang. Obviously, they couldn't believe it. Only Wang Qinggu's face flashed a strange color and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect Brother Bai to enter the country so quickly!"

Bai Lang knew that they still couldn't believe it, and just pretended not to know. He changed the topic and said, "Three brothers, we are going to Kunwu Mountain 3,000 miles away this time. It's a long way. Do you want to leave now?"

Wang Qinggu and the three have also been in the beginning, and have not carried out missions once or twice. They looked at Bai Lang again and seemed to be still doubtful about his strength, but in the end, no one said anything. They nodded, and the four of them turned into a streamer, soared to the sky and flew straight to the east. !"

Three thousand miles is not far away. It takes about three or four days to cross the ground. On the way, Wang Qinggu and the three of them formed their own group, but Bai Lang vaguely felt like an outsider, but his trip was only for the task. As for the attitude of these three, he didn't care. Although Wang Qinggu was polite to Bai Lang along the way, he was always estranged. Bai Lang knew this and never broke it. In fact, in the final analysis, Bai Lang has never had a good impression on Wang Qinggu!

In the evening of this day, the group finally arrived at Goryeo, the capital of the Western Hua Dynasty. They saw the towering wall and the lights in the city. Looking from afar, the lights were everywhere, like a sea, which was extremely spectacular.

However, people soon found something wrong. In this large city, the city was empty and quiet, and there was no sign of people. If it hadn't been for the starry lights, people would have thought that this cold and strange atmosphere of the city would have been empty!

The four people were surprised, but in mid-air, they never fell, and looked at it strangely.

The cold moon is like frost, and the long streets are silent. The cold wind passes through the streets and alleys, making bursts of sobs and sobbing, adding a little bleakness!

"It's strange that I've been here in the past. It's full of people and prosperity at night. Why is there a curfew so early now!" Meng Changhao frowned.

"It must be because of the beast tide attack on the Eastern Kunwu Mountain, but there are still hundreds of miles away from here, and there is a Chicheng Gate in the middle. It won't be so serious!" Wang Qinggu also looked solemn.

At this time, the night was getting darker, and the cold streets below became more and more empty and gloomy.

The cold light flashed, faintly, and a sound came, neat and uniform, and the four people were shocked again. I don't know when a team of garriage soldiers wore cold armor and patrolled out, and the cold light on the halberd, exuding a cold breath.

"Why is it so strict? Has the situation deteriorated to such a point!" Yang Baiting frowned, pondered for a long time, and said, "Let's go to the road of Chicheng Gate in the city first!" After saying that, the light flashed and rushed out first.

Yang Baiting was a disciple of Qizong. In three days, Bai Lang also noticed that this person was extremely powerful. Meng Changhao and Wang Qinggu were a little afraid of him. This mission was vaguely led by him. He had rushed out, and the remaining three did not dare to neglect and followed closely.

A moment later, a Taoist temple appeared below, covering an extremely wide area, resplendent, glazed golden tiles, looming in the ancient trees, next to the palace, which seems to be the Taoist altar of Chicheng Gate in Xihua.

Chicheng Gate is also a gate of cultivation, but its strength is not strong. It is attached to Luoxia Cave. They are respected by the Xihua Dynasty and led to the state religion. There are elders in the gate sitting here!

"Brush!"

The light dissipated, and the four images fell like ghosts, but no one found them!

The four people of Bai Lang are all disciples of Luoxia. Some senior disciples came out, and the leaders of those small sects had to be courteous. What's more, this time they came to ask for help, and they didn't bother to take into any etiquette, so they broke in directly.

"Who broke into my land?" With a loud shout, then more than a dozen figures flashed from every corner. They were wearing Taoist robes and holding various weapons in their hands. They were all monks in this Taoist temple.

"Wo!"

At the same time, a red beam of light rose into the sky and exploded in mid-air, like a huge fireworks. The red light was dazzling and lasted for a long time. Obviously, it was a warning everywhere.

"Take down these four people quickly!"

Seeing the four people's bare hands, a 40-year-old Taoist priest's face was gloomy and shouted coldly. At the same time, he waved the dust in his hand. The silver light was like water, roaring with a sharp broken air, and swept over to the four people.