Luo Xiaofeng had met Yang Xian in the "Catalog of Gods and Ghosts" before, and he was the Taoist priest who subdued the water ghost.

With eyes facing each other, Yang Xian was completely stunned.

Luo Xiaofeng was secretly happy that this Taoist priest should have some knowledge of Taoism, otherwise it would be impossible for him to see him.

"Master Yang is fine, okay," said Luo Xiaofeng.

"Who is the monster? Why don't you show your true form quickly!"

Yang Xian said, he was about to draw his sword and kill him.

"Do I look like a demon?" Luo Xiaofeng compared two fingers to eight, putting it on his chin: "I am Luo Xiaofeng, the soul-detaining official in Fengdu City."

"Ghost mail?" Yang Xian was skeptical and put down his sword, making him extremely damaging. "What are you doing here? Is it because my life is coming?"

"No, no, no, Taoist priest, don't misunderstand this matter. This matter is a long story. Aren't you in Sanqing Temple? Why did you set up a street stall here?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Xian sighed and said, "Oh, I'm just a little late, which leads to the loss of the disciple and is in a bad mood. I came out to relax."

"Master's apprentice, is it Xu Youbao?"

Yang Xian was shocked: "How did you know?"

"It's a long story." Luo Bufeng thought to himself, you always slow down on fortune-telling. Otherwise, if you arrived early, Xu Youbao's family would not have died and rushed to Niuhe.

"The noble surname of the immortal family?"

"I just said that I don't want to be a surname Luo."

"Luo Xian Family" Yang Xian bowed and pointed to the opposite side and said, "There is a teahouse across the street. Let's go in and chat slowly."

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate. I'm not my true body now. I don't know what wonderful methods can help me transform into my body temporarily."

"This..." Yang Xianxin said, I am also worth a lot. If I have this ability, I will no longer be a Taoist priest.

Then he thought about it and said to Luo Xiaofeng: "The immortal family comes from the underworld. If you carry some immortal objects and magic weapons, you can try to possess them to show your true body."

"Immortal Artifact?" Luo Xiaofeng thought for a while, thinking that the Soul-Retention Sword and the Tiger Soul-Retention Sword are all algorithmic tools, but the Tiger Soul-Retention Sword is a very fierce thing and cannot be touched. It is possessed by the Soul-Retention Sword? It is not possible to become a swordsman.

Finally, I thought of the leg hair that Sun Wukong gave him.

Sun Wukong had boundless magic power. He used to pretend to be a Taoist priest, and he was the real body of Monkey Maoshu.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaofeng said to Yang Xian: "Wait a minute."

Pick out a leg hair from the system warehouse, secretly destroy the magic spell, transformed it into a young talent. Another hair was taken, turning the green lion monster into a jade pendant, and hanging it at your waist.

Yang Xian was very interested in Luo Xiaofeng, the Yinmao of Fengdu. Seeing that he had transformed into his true body, he took him to a nearby teahouse.

As soon as he entered the tea house, the fragrance of tea came to his nose. Looking at the dozens of tea cards hanging on the counter, Luo Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed and didn't know which one to drink.

At this time, Yang Xian came over and said to the shopkeeper directly: "Two pots of white flower tea."

After a while, the guy came up with a expressionless face, but he didn't pour it down, put down the teapot and left.

"What kind of flower is white flowers? I've never heard of it." Luo Xiaofeng picked up the teapot, lifted the lid and saw that there was not even a tea leaf, which was clearly boiled water.

"That's right, it's boiled water." Yang Xian filled the tea bowls in front of the two and said apologetically: "My detention stall has not opened yet today, so... I feel wronged the Luo Xian family first.

"No defense. Haha. It's okay."

"By the way, I haven't asked the Immortal Family yet, how could I know about my Sanqing Temple and the Xu Family?"

"Actually, I just know a little bit."

Luo Xiaofeng took a sip of water, avoided the important things he knew, and added some retouching, and said to Yang Xian to listen.

After hearing this, Yang Xian paused his head repeatedly: "So that's it. Has the immortal family ever seen my short-lived disciple again?"

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head: "The entire underworld has countless soul-detaining officials. Your disciple was probably taken away by other soul-detaining officials."

"Then does the immortal family have a way to help my disciples return their family?"

"There is no other way." Luo Xiaofeng thought to himself, don't say there is no way, even if there is a way, I won't help you, this iron rooster.

Yang Xian asked again: "How should the water ghost and spoke spirit be convicted?"

"Don't worry, the Ten Palaces of Hell will be questioned and convicted, and your disciple will not die in vain."

After hearing this, Yang Xian smiled bitterly and waved his hands repeatedly: "The immortals don't know anything. The spoke spirit possessed by the water ghost is probably just a scapegoat."

"Oh? What does it mean?"

Yang Xian stroked his beard and revealed the truth.

Nowadays, ghosts and monsters are rampant and demons are rampant. Although the court recruits various monks and monks from all walks of life to eliminate demons, the results are very little.

Among them, the demon clans are the most arrogant.

The demon clan entrenched on Chunyang Mountain and was ready to move; the demon clan built a barrier to the demon world in Fengxian Mountain and once threatened to unify the three realms.

"The world is full of life, and most of the people are homeless and displaced..."

After hearing this, Luo Xiaofeng felt a question: "No, it's right, it's clear that singing and dancing are coming to peace, and the people live and work in peace, and it's simply peaceful."

"Haha, you're asking." Yang Xian looked serious, raised his eyebrows, leaned over and said to Luo Xiaofeng, "Do you know why?"

Luo Xiaofeng shook his head.

"Tell you the truth. This is the only barrier. Fortunately, it is protected by the barrier of the soul of 81 high monks. The demon clan cannot attack in large numbers, so there is a peaceful scene in your and my eyes."

After listening to Yang Xian’s statement, Luo Xiaofeng suddenly realized.

At that time, the court gathered all kinds of monks and masters, determined to compete with the demon clan, but because of the large number of enemies and the small number of us, we were unable to do anything, and we were defeated step by step.

The two demon clans are becoming increasingly powerful. Wherever they go, corpses are everywhere and no grass is growing. Eighty-one eminent monks retreat here. In order to ensure peace among the people, they sacrificed themselves and sacrificed their souls to form an exorcist barrier to prevent the invasion of demons.

Until today, the barrier is intact, and the people inside can enjoy peace.

It’s still too dangerous outside, and Luo Xiaofeng secretly thanked that it seems that I am in the underworld as a complete right choice.

This kind of major event of fighting against demons and saving the people from water and fire, I, Luo Xiaofeng, have limited levels and cannot help.

Luo Xiaofeng is now only hoping that the high-level fellow sects can contribute more to the people and capture more demons every day to go back.

When the two of them drank and chatted, and looked out, it was already evening.

It was almost time, Luo Xiaofeng said goodbye to Yang Xian and returned to Fengdu City.

This time, Luo Xiaofeng received 6 damn merits, but still had no other shore spear. He turned around and complained to the Internal Affairs Department a few words and walked towards Qin Guang Palace.

......

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Qin Guang Palace, Luo Xiaofeng felt in a daze and the clouds and mists were surging in front of him. The "Cata of Gods and Ghosts" appeared.

The light and shadow sway, and the picture flows.

...

Wuji Country

The king and the queen sat upright on the hall.

A monk in a ragged look held a bowl in his hand and saluted with one hand. When facing the king, he did not kneel down and said bluntly: "I heard for a long time that Your Majesty is kind and generous, and he vegetarian monks and worship Buddha. Today, I am in trouble. I come to ask Your Majesty for some vegetarian meal."

The king nodded and ordered people to bring them pasta and vegetarian food.

Unexpectedly, the monk only took one bite and vomited it directly on the ground: "It's hard and bitter, hard to swallow."

The king then ordered people to bring the porridge and vegetarian dishes, and the monk spit it on the ground again: "The porridge and sauerkraut are not allowed to eat."

"What does the master want to eat?" The king at this time was already showing displeasure.

The monk thought for a while, suddenly pointed to a bunch of grapes in the queen's hand and said, "I want to eat the queen's grapes."

"Bold!" The king was furious and slapped the dragon case: "How dare you blaspheme the queen, come and tied up this crazy monk for me and immersed it in the river."

Three days later, the king's aura disappeared and ordered people to release the monk.

Soon after, a severe drought began in the city, and this drought lasted for three years.

The picture flowed, and Luo Xiaofeng suddenly saw another scene.

Wutai Mountain

Under the clouds and mist, it is a Buddhist temple.

Manjushri Bodhisattva meditated and pinched his hands to make a fortune, and said, "The time has come."

The green lion on the mount immediately turned into a Taoist look and knelt in front of the Bodhisattva.

"The King of Black Chicken is insulting me first. Now, under the order of the Buddha, I will send you to the earth to overcome the tribulation for the king so that he can ascend to the Arhat position as soon as possible."

After Manjushri Bodhisattva finished speaking, he closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. The green lion on the mount said: Obey the order, and then flew away.
Chapter completed!