Zhang Yi ran around the jungle of Mount Emei for a night, but he found nothing except finding a few dilapidated houses.

Although he had the intention and was running fast enough in the mountains, he was really looking for the opposite direction, the back mountain of Emei. If he looked for the opposite direction, how could he find it?

Early the next morning, he was already hungry and had no choice but to walk to a temple where he could see.

From a distance, there are also big Buddhas in the temple. At first glance, it is a Buddhist holy land. Emei is like Mount Wutai, with many temples.

After walking through the jungle, I finally arrived at the mountain stairs. There were a few young monks cleaning the fallen leaves on the stairs. When Zhang Yi walked by, they didn't say hello. The temples are now open to the public, and selling tickets can be used as incense money.

Zhang Yi walked to the mountain gate and saw the name of the temple, called Hongye Temple. He really had to buy tickets to enter the temple, which was not expensive, only five yuan.

Zhang Yi paid five dollars to buy the tickets and asked, "I want to have vegetarian food, is it sold?"

"Yes, fifty-one." The person who charged was not the monk, but the staff of the Religious Administration Bureau. Zhang Yi paid another fifty, and the staff also told Zhang Yi how to leave. After arriving at the canteen, he could just use the ticket.

Just as the staff member told Zhang Yi how to leave, Zhang Yi also used his mind to look over.

"Huh?" It didn't matter if this exploration was not a big deal. Zhang Yi actually saw an acquaintance in the temple, Master Zhikong, and the monk Zhikong introduced to him by Zhang Shang.

Although this monk has some knowledge of Taoism and even has the idea, this monk is also a snobbish monk. Zhang Yi has no good impression of this monk. At the time, this monk had never helped him on the mountain in Guizhou and had never said a fair word. On the contrary, he talked and laughed with those who wanted to kill him.

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows. Zhikongzhi had all his thoughts because he had been washed by a master. Only those who had washed their spirits had thoughts. However, Zhikong could only release his thoughts at most ten meters, which was the difference between his own thoughts and heaven and earth.

"Haha, since you are here, then ask you!" When Zhang Yi used his mind to sweep over Zhikong, Zhikong did not find it, which means that Zhikong was still in his original state, and he had developed rapidly, so it was normal that Zhikong could not sense his mind.

Instead of going to the cafeteria, Zhang Yi walked quickly across the steps, passed the Main Hall, and then passed another incense hall, and entered the yard where Zhikong was.

The yard is very large, and the gates and hall doors are all open, as if they are doing morning classes. Several elderly monks are sitting in the hall reciting and meditating.

As soon as Zhang Yi entered the yard, before others found him, he burst into laughter and made a sound on purpose.

"Master Zhikong, we seem to be really destined to be!"

The old monks in the hall were not surprised. Even if these people were not truly enlightened monks, they were monks after all, and they had long reached the state of not showing their emotions.

Zhikong stood up suddenly and walked out quickly. The other old monks also opened their eyes and turned around and looked back.

"Master Zhang, Zhikong is polite." Seeing Zhang Yi again, Zhikong was polite. Although the monks were transcendent, Zhikong belonged to a snobbish monk.

"Master, I am worshiping immortals and looking for friends. When I walked here, I was hungry. When I came in, I found that the master was actually here. The master was an old friend, so I came to meet him. But Master, I am really hungry. Can I make a fortune?"

"Yandao, prepare vegetarian food immediately. There are many distinguished guests. This is the blessing of my Hongye Temple." Zhikong turned around and ordered.

"Yes, uncle." An old monk actually called Zhikong as uncle, and at the same time hurried out.

Zhang Yi was invited to the hall by Zhikong, while the others retreated on their own. It seemed that Zhikong was the attendant here and had great power.

"Can Mr. Zhang find his fairy friend?" Zhikong asked with a smile.

"I haven't found it yet, but I have something to ask you for inquiries." Zhang Yi thought for a while and said, "Do you know where the Emei Sect's meeting is? Also, where is the Taoist temple in this Emei Mountain? I searched for it for a night but I couldn't find it, but someone told me that there is a Taoist temple here. What is the reason?"

"You are looking for the Emei Main Route? Amitabha." Zhikong chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Not far, I went down the mountain, walked twenty miles along the road, then turned right, and went straight up the mountain. There was a mountain path, and there was a Ziyun Temple on the mountain, and there was the Emei Main Route."

"Ah? It's across the mountain?" Zhang Yi opened his mouth. He was wrong. He had been walking around the back mountain of Emei before, but he didn't go to the front mountain. Moreover, the front mountain was not high, not like a blessed land.

"That's right, that's right." Zhikong nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, then I won't disturb the master's meditation anymore, let's go." After finding out the location, Zhang Yi didn't want to stay, so he got up and walked out.

"The donor will not eat vegetarian food?" Zhikong also stood up and said to him.

"Eat it, just take two steamed buns." As Zhang Yi walked, a monk had already entered the yard with a tray. There were steamed buns, tofu, bean curd, potatoes and the like on the tray, all of which were vegetarian.

Zhang Yi took two steamed buns at any time, ate them while walking, and waved to Zhikong.

"Master Zhang please stay, I have something to tell you." Zhikong walked to Zhang Yi and said.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yi asked back.

"Recently, many sects in many places such as central Sichuan, northern Shaanxi, Yunnan and Guizhou, border and Mongolia, Guangdong and Guangxi, and the three eastern provinces, have had accidents. The contemporary head of Emei in central Sichuan was also killed. As far as I know, the five major tribes of Emei, Huangling, Dianyi, Qingcheng, Iron Buddha, and Qingniu have joined a mysterious person and were integrated by the mysterious person."

"When did it happen?" Zhang Yi said in surprise.

Zhikong replied: "Half a month ago."

"Do you know who it is?" Zhang Yi nodded. Ren Yueling hadn't come over half a month ago.

"I don't know who it is, but this person in Sichuan is the supreme person who has already fasted half a foot in the late stage of Peak Zhen. His origin is unknown, and he seems to jump out of thin air. He killed the head of Emei with a speedless momentum. Later, he chose five major tribes, and the five major tribes were defeated and had to surrender!"

"What do people in the martial arts world do this? Don't they call the police?" Zhang Yi asked back.

"The consequence of calling the police may be that the whole family will be killed. Besides, this is a man from the martial arts world, so the officials will not be allowed to participate in the martial arts world!"

"Also, if I guess correctly, that person and the heads of the five major tribes should be opposite each other, so the donor is careful."

"Thank you, Master!" This time Zhikong showed kindness to himself and said so much, so Zhang Yi immediately bowed and thanked him.

"I heard that Donor Zhang's flying sword was given by Senior Huang. Senior Huang also felt a little merciful to me back then. The donor goes south when he travels, be careful."

"I understand, thank you. You know I'm in the capital, so if you have anything to do in the future, come to the capital to find me." Zhang Yi clasped his fists at Zhikong, then strode away.

Zhikong clasped his hands in the direction where Zhang Yi left, and chanted the Buddha's name again.

At this time, Zhang Yi was surprised. Zhikong meant that something happened in many places across the country, and it was similar to Sichuan.

People in the martial arts world do things? So why does that person of unknown origin make such a big fuss? What does it have to do with Ren Yueling? Could it be that the leader of the current sect is killed and she will come back to avenge the current sect?
Chapter completed!