Not to mention Zhang Ganzhen, the deputy head of the Qingcheng Sect... he should also be a powerful man at the Tianshi level. Although Fu Yang's combat power is unreasonable and he is against the will of heaven, his other magical powers are still retained in the realm of the Qilu Zhenren.

Therefore, the voice transmission of his close-range divine consciousness between him and Ah Huang will be discovered by the Heavenly Master!

Qing Xuanzi left for the time being and went to invite the two masters to discuss. The temple hall became quiet and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Everyone simply didn't say anything, just closed their eyes and rested or drank tea.

There is only one guy, he is not honest!

That's Mr. Xiong...

Of course, you can't blame it completely.

Because since I really entered the Qingcheng Sect, this fat cat felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that somewhere in the Qingcheng Sect, there was a breath that made it very annoyed.

At first, he could still be honest in Zhang Ye's sleeves. By the way, he listened to his verbal conversation with Qing Xuanzi, but soon he felt even more irritable.

If Mr. Xiong, who is not honest, is he still staying honestly?

So it jumped out of Zhang Ye's sleeve, followed Qing Xuanzi without knowing it, and chased him all the way...

Because he used some secret techniques, with Xiong's current strength, he did not even notice Fu Yang and A Huang except Zhang Ye!

However, as soon as the fat cat ran out, Zhang Ye immediately sent a voice to tell Fu Yang and A Huang. The two were stunned. They didn't expect that the fat cat would be so arrogant and unreliable?

But at this moment, there is nothing we can do about it.

Fu Yang can only hope that this fat cat is a little rational and not to cause any major problems!

But after Mr. Xiong ran out, he still felt very uncomfortable. He seemed to feel a little depressed in his heart...

It muttered unhappily: "There must be a problem in this Qingcheng sect! When my grandfather fell back then, some people in the Qingcheng sect couldn't escape. I must find out who was behind the scenes."

As a devil, Master Xiong followed Qing Xuanzi to Yunxiao Shangqing Palace.

It is the main hall of Qingcheng Mountain and the palace where you usually take charge of daily life. It is located on the central axis behind the entire Taoist temple complex in Qingcheng Mountain, and it is very majestic.

Qing Xuanzi arrived at the palace gate, but was stopped by two expressionless Taoist priests at the door.

Ask him sternly: "What are you doing?"

Qing Xuanzi was stunned, and then his face was also unhappy: "Don't you know me?"

Another Taoist priest replied with a smile on his face: "Of course I know you, I have met the Great Elder Qing Xuanzi. However, this is the place where the sects are the sects and the sects are the place where the sects are cultivating. Even the Great Elder Qing Xuanzi, even the deputy sects, cannot trespass when they come. You need to report to the sects and allow them to enter."

snort!

Qing Xuanzi snorted coldly from his nose, and shook his sleeves fiercely. He could only take a step back and said in a cold voice: "Then, please report to the head sect quickly. Just say that the demon-supervising envoy from Longhu Mountain has arrived in Qingxuan Temple and want to talk about the demon-supervising Festival of Heming Mountain that is once every 180 years. Please come and have a talk."

The Taoist priest who stopped Qing Xuanzi still nodded expressionlessly: "Please wait a moment for the Great Elder Qing Xuan."

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards Yunxiao Shangqing Palace...

After a few minutes, return.

Announced the oral order of the head sect.

"The head teacher of the sect is in poor health and is not convenient to see guests. Please ask the Grand Elder Qingxuan to find the deputy chief and discuss with the Grand Elder Qingshuang. After the negotiations with the demon-inspection envoy of Longhu Mountain, report it."

What?!

Qing Xuanzi was stunned, then said angrily: "Don't see the guest? I went to ask the head teacher in person."

As he said that, he wanted to break in.

Of course, I was stopped again.

The two Taoist priests shouted in unison: "What? Do the elders want to refuse to obey the orders of the head teachers? Go back quickly, otherwise they will violate the rules of the sect."

this……

Qing Xuanzi showed an angry expression on his face, but he still didn't dare to break through. He could only leave with anger and deliberately talk to himself in a voice that others could hear.

"It's really awesome! The head teacher of the sect has been in charge of the Qingcheng Sect for hundreds of years and has been living in simplicity. I have been serving as the chief elder for more than 90 years, and I can count the number of times I meet him."

"Now, even the Longhu Mountain Supervisor comes, he is unwilling to leave his bedroom. My Qingcheng Sect has been passed down for more than two thousand years. How could he have ever had such a sect? He is like the Jiajing Emperor in the ancient Ming Dynasty."

"If even the Demon-Suppressing Festival in Heming Mountain is unwilling to go, that would be incredible. I hope this will not be...just, go and meet the deputy head teacher and Qingshuang."

The two Taoist priests in the door heard these "big rebellious" words in their ears, but they were still expressionless. They just stared coldly at Qing Xuanzi's departure back.

However, Master Xiong, who was invisible in the state of secret technique, did not leave with Qing Xuanzi.

Instead, he headed towards Yunxiao Shangqing Palace!

"There are also a smell on these two stinky Taoist priests that makes me feel uncomfortable. It is very light. It must be because I have been in a certain environment for a long time. It seems that there are indeed some problems in the Shangqing Palace in Yunxiao. The fall of the sky must be related to this place. I have to go in and take a look."

The fat cat was thinking in his heart.

Others don’t feel this kind of breath, only it can perceive it. And inexplicable anxiety and irritability... it seems to be anger from the depths of memory.

Soon, Master Xiong climbed up the ninety-nine-level white jade steps in front of the Qing Palace gate of Yunxiao and officially entered the scope of the front hall.

It immediately saw that the hall seemed empty and nothing was left, but in fact the void was filled with countless formations that were invisible to the naked eye!

Like countless spider webs, they are entangled and intertwined. As long as a "prey" enters it, it will immediately wrap around and stick. Or at least it will alarm the spider in the center.

Master Xiong stood up and walked around the door of the hall with his hands behind his back, muttering and cursing: "Male Gobi! This damn Zhang Qianzhen, he is the boss of the Qingcheng Sect. He lives in the Shangqing Palace, the core of the Qingcheng Sect, and he actually has so many formations like guarding against thieves? Is it because his Qingcheng Sect's head is incorrect, so he will feel that there is always a bad guy trying to harm me? Is this guy having paranoia for being killed?"

Although the formation here is not very powerful, its structure is too complicated. If you force yourself to break through, you will definitely be discovered! That would be troublesome.

"Wait, let me think about it, is there any way to avoid these formations and sneak in..."

Mr. Xiong looked like he was thinking seriously.

Have it!

The fat cat suddenly remembered that when he was in Putuo Mountain, he learned a Buddhist magic called "Empty".

This spell is a low-end simplified version of the extremely powerful Buddhist ward technique - the "Four Essentials" and was created by a powerful abbot of Putuo Mountain.
Chapter completed!