However, Aunt Shan gritted her teeth. It was obvious that both her wrists and the tiger's mouth were in extreme pain. However, she endured the pain and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of Master Fahe, I will spare you this little slave today."

"

The four sword-carrying Taoists have been standing still, neither moving to support the sword-carrying Taoist nor showing any intention of taking action. It seems that they are not a group of people.

The four of them had expressions of numbness at first, but when they heard Aunt Shan say that she was coming to find old Fahe, they immediately looked at Nangong Haotian and the others with eight evil eyes.

However, the Taoist holding the sword with a sad face and his left hand holding his right wrist changed his face when he heard it, exclaimed, and said anxiously: "You... you... why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Aunt Shan snorted and was about to say something when several loud shouts came from the front asking: "What's going on? What's going on?"

Nangong Haotian and others followed the source of the sound, turned around and saw four burly men coming in a row, all wearing Taoist attire, each carrying different weapons, including kitchen knives, rice forks, three-section whips and explosions |

Chrysanthemum long stick.

After looking at it, the old man snorted and whispered: "This is not the Tianshan Sect. It is simply a pack of dog robbers who dominate the mountain and rule the mountain."

While he was talking, fortunately, the big man with the knife was facing the four people running towards him, and said loudly and with a sad face: "Brother Debiao, come quickly, they are here to find the leader..."

Four burly men in Taoist attire arrived in front of them. Two of them glanced bitterly at the four sword-carrying Taoists standing aside silently, and then supported the trembling man with the sword holding his right wrist in his left hand.

One of them asked with concern: "Brother Pang, what's going on?"

The other two people looked at Nangong Haotian and others with angry eyes and said solemnly: "Who did it just now?"

Aunt Shan said: "It's me, grandma!"

One of them, a big man in Taoist attire holding an iron stick, yelled with cross-eyed eyes: "It's you, then you go to see Yama first..."

When the sword-carrying man known as Pang Jiu saw him, he didn't bother to answer the other two's questions. He was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his voice and said: "Brother Debiao, they are one of our own. They are here to find the palace master!"

When he said this, the four big men in Taoist costumes were startled. They all looked at Aunt Shan in amazement and said, "Oh!"

When Nangong Haotian and others heard about the palace master, they knew that the nine old Fahe people were referring to. Although they understood in their hearts, they had no time to think about what was going on, let alone look at each other.

I saw only one person in the middle. He calmed down quickly and turned to Aunt Shan who was still standing. He cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Old senior, I'm offended. I don't know what happened..."

"The person who has a sect connection with your palace master is not my old lady, but the elder of my young master's sect..." Aunt Shan saw these people turning against each other faster than turning the page in a book, and she immediately despised them.

After saying this, he turned around and pointed solemnly at Gong Haotian!

The five big men were stunned with anger. They seemed to be a little surprised. They all looked at Nangong Haotian with surprised eyes. They glanced at the four daughters of Shangguan Xiaowan and the old head.

The big man in the middle quickly calmed down, then clasped his fists to Nangong Haotian and said respectfully: "Young knight, by your honorable name, come to see my palace master..."

Nangong Haotian's expression was deep and arrogant. At this time, before the other man finished speaking, he said in a rude and solemn voice: "Don't bring up the past. Ask people carefully when you meet them. You should call me the head of Immortal Changfahe!"

When he said this, the big man in the middle was so frightened that he shouted "yes" one after another.

Nangong Haotian pointed at Pang Jiu, the big man with the sword, and said in a deep voice: "This brother just didn't ask carefully, so one of his own people beat one of his own..."

Pang Jiu, the big man holding the knife, hurriedly bowed and said in a panic: "I was just confused for a moment, I was confused for a moment..."

Nangong Haotian did not wait for the other party to finish speaking. He waved his hand suddenly and said calmly: "The matter has passed. We are still good brothers. I will not mention this little misunderstanding in front of Immortal Fahe..."

The five big men hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you, young hero, for your great tolerance!"

Nangong Haotian snorted, nodded proudly, and then asked in a deep voice: "Is Master Fahe on the altar?"

The big man in the middle smiled bitterly, and asked respectfully with a troubled expression: "Young knight, can you tell me your surname, the purpose of your visit, and your relationship with the master?"

Nangong Haotian nodded slightly, deliberately glanced at the four sword-carrying Taoists standing around a few feet away, and then said with a troubled face: "I can only tell you that my surname is Lin. It is not convenient for me to tell you my purpose of coming to this place, but you can

Tell the Immortal..."

As he said that, he deliberately held the hilt of the Ziyin Divine Sword with his left hand, secretly channeling the power of chaos. The blade of the sword popped out a few inches with a click, and a dazzling light shot straight out, creating a dazzling flower!

The five big men were shocked. They all looked dumbfounded and narrowed their eyes. However, Nangong Haotian only appeared and pressed the sword back with a click, and they found that their eyes suddenly darkened.

Nangong Haotian smiled indifferently and said in a deep voice: "As soon as you mention my sword and my surname is Lin, the immortal will naturally understand!"

The five big men only felt a flash of golden light, and then everything went dark. Until Nangong Haotian finished speaking, Venus sparks were still flying in his eyes.

Although the five of them still couldn't see clearly the faces of the seven Nangong Haotian, they did not forget to respond respectfully, and understood that Nangong Haotian was unable to express his intention due to the inconvenience of the four Taoists.

Nangong Haotian secretly laughed in his heart. These are so cute and stupid. He believed his own words so easily, so he deliberately hummed and said calmly: "Now the five of you can guide and lead the lower class forward..."

"The master is located on Lingxiao Peak. There are more than thirty miles of mountain road away from here, and there are Zizhu Peak and Xiangbai Peak in the middle..." The big man in the middle said in embarrassment.

Xue Bing'er lost her voice and said: "There is still such a long way to go..."

The big man in the middle said: "It doesn't matter if the road is far away. I can ask the brothers from Zizhu Temple and Xiangbai Hall to continue to guide you, but..."

When Nangong Haotian heard that there was still more than thirty miles of mountain road away from the old Fahe's residence, he felt something was wrong. When he heard that the big man said it was just, he couldn't help but asked with concern: "Just what?"

The big man in the middle said respectfully: "It's just that the master is sitting in seclusion, so I'm afraid I can't greet you young heroes in person..."

"What an unlucky coincidence!" Zhao Ling'er muttered impatiently.

The old man said hurriedly: "Young master, we might as well go to Lingxiao Peak and wait until the confinement period is over before we pay our respects."

However, the old man emphasized the sentence of waiting for the period of sitting and watching to expire.

Nangong Haotian could hear it, and the old Fahe sitting in the gate could be regarded as a good opportunity to get rid of this group of madmen. After thinking about it, he nodded slightly and said: "Okay, let's go to Lingxiao Peak first to ask clearly.

We’ll decide what to do after the date!”

The big man in the middle bowed and said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, please come with me!"

After finishing his words, he turned back to look at the other three tall men in Taoist attire, as well as Pang Jiu who was holding the sword, and gave a few instructions before galloping forward.

Nangong Haotian and the other seven people also hurriedly followed. Everyone had the same feeling in their hearts, that is, today was going so smoothly.

Because according to Grandma Xuan's account, the heroes in the Tianshan area and those who came to ask for information were either dead or injured, and old Fahe was still not seen.

Now, although the seven of them have not yet seen the old Fahe, they can successfully reach Lingxiao Peak, the headquarters of the Tianshan Sect.

When they arrived at the foot of a short peak, the tall man in Taoist attire who was leading the way galloped towards the peak along a stone-stepped mountain road.

"Where are you going, Taoist Master?" Nangong Haotian asked hurriedly.

The sturdy man stopped and turned around and said, "Go see my temple master!"

"Why don't we go to Lingxiao Peak?"

The sturdy man smiled and said: "Young Master Lin doesn't know something. To go to Lingxiao Peak, you have to pass through Zizhu Peak and Baixiang Peak. Only we, the temple masters, have the right to lead outsiders through, and the younger ones can't guide you there."

Nangong Haotian knew that there was another problem, because it was almost impossible for the master of Yiguan, one of the nine-headed owls, to be deceived by just a few words.

Although he thought so in his heart, he said without hesitation: "Okay, I might as well meet your conservator first!"

The burly man did not suspect anything. He responded happily with a smile, turned around and hurried towards the peak.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the surrounding fields were filled with the sound of pine trees and the occasional crisp chirping of birds.

The seven people from Nangong Haotian followed the sturdy man up the stairs and found that although the short peak was not high, it was still sixty or seventy feet tall. The cliff at the top was a stone wall painted with a layer of red paint.

Because we were walking up the bow-shaped stairs, we couldn't see the gate and the hall yet, but there were lights near the southern cliff of the peak.

In order to know something about the situation in the temple first, Nangong Haotian took a step forward and asked humbly: "Excuse me, Taoist priest, what kind of temple is this?"

The sturdy man hurriedly said humbly: "The small temple is Songsheng Temple, and the peak is called Songsheng Peak. The temple was built under the personal supervision of our temple owner..."

"The Taoist name of the noble temple master is..."

"Our patron is named Taihe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone above suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Who is down there?"

The sturdy man smiled apologetically, turned around and said, "Shi Debiao!"

Nangong Haotian looked up and saw that they had all reached the stone steps on the edge of the cliff. A big man in Taoist attire and two other Taoists carrying swords were standing there looking down.

The big man in Taoist attire glanced at Nangong Haotian's seven people in surprise and asked, "Shi Debiao, what's going on? Who are these people?"

The tall and handsome Han Shi won the bid and guided Gong Haotian and others, saying: "Young masters, Lin Shaoxia, have come to pay a visit to our leader, Taoist Master, and first come to pay a visit to our conservator!"

The big man just said "oh" and said nothing more.

Nangong Haotian and others seemed to understand one thing, that is, calling the leader Taoist refers to the old Fahe, and calling the leader refers to the former Tianshan sect Taoist Xuanxin.

When they climbed up the steps, Nangong Haotian and others first smiled and nodded to the big man, and said hello to each other, while the other two sword-carrying Taoists had cold expressions, neither nodding nor making a sound.

Nangong Haotian and others are not dissatisfied. I am afraid that these people are no longer the Tianshan Sect. They have not only occupied the Tianshan Sect's property, but also continued to expand the organization under the guise of the Tianshan Sect.

Judging from the current situation, the disciples of the Tianshan Sect are still being controlled and exploited by Old Fahe and others. As for why these Taoists are at their mercy, it is still unknown.

When the seven people from Nangong Haotian greeted the big man, they had already clearly seen the situation on the peak.

The steps where the three big men were standing was not a gate, but an inwardly curved stone archway.

The archway is about three feet high, with four stone lion bases and three hole gates. Inside the archway is an empty space with a radius of about tens of feet, and the gate is at the end of the empty space.

The gate is not big, it is a red-painted single door with a gate tower above it, while the left and right viewing walls are nearly two feet high and curve outwards, reaching directly to the left and right peaks and cliffs.

At this time, a big man in Taoist attire standing under the gate saw Nangong Haotian and others walking toward the gate. He told the two Taoists with swords who were guarding the gate, turned around and ran in.

When Nangong Haotian and others saw it, they knew that the man had gone to inform Taihe inside.

When they were about to arrive at the gate of the temple, Shi Debiao, the great Han Dynasty man who was leading the way, turned to his side and raised his hands, saying respectfully: "Young Master Lin, please, our temple master will go out to greet you in person soon!"

Nangong Haotian was not polite, nodded and said nothing, and strode towards the gate.

When they were about to arrive at the gate, they found two Taoists carrying swords, with cold expressions and hints of resentment. They all looked at the seven of them coldly.
To be continued...