There are few people coming and going on the foothills of the mountain road. The hot sun shines through the forest. Three women with different clothes over there walked through a messy mountain road.

The old monk Zhenhai opened his eyes, looked at the little dry food placed by passers-by in front of him, reached out and picked it up and put it into the monk's sleeve, supported his legs, which were still a little cold, and put it on his chest.

"The wilderness is sparsely populated, and the three girls came so by chance!"

"Oh, that master, aren't you waiting for us here?"

The woman in a black dress with spotted spots on the side curled up her eyes and showed a charming look: "I didn't expect that monks would have thoughts."

In the middle, the woman in red dress took off her long sleeves and nodded slightly.

"Old monk, let's just say a long story, how about going to the same place with the three of me?"

On the other side of the road where the sun shone, the old monk brushed his sleeve and spread his other hand. The golden bowl on the ground flew to his palm. Looking at the three girls, his voice suddenly became loud.

"Three people? Three monsters are mixed with fish eyes, and they dare to speak rudely in front of me!"

The golden bowl was thrown and flew into the air.

"Showing the true form!"

The Buddha's light flashed, and a thin light shot out to the opposite side. The moment it came into contact, the demonic aura exploded, red, purple, and colorful smoke, revealing the human figure of a red-haired fox tail. On the other side, the woman in the colorful dress turned into a spider's belly, with her eight legs spreading teeth and claws, but in the middle, there was the red dress still, and the gauze gently stroked.

"What kind of monster are you?" the old monk frowned slightly.

The woman with red lips covered her long sleeves and chuckled, her eyes showing a fascinating look.

"Old monk, is this the true form of my family? Or do you want to see more different scenery, old monk?"

His charming eyes suddenly narrowed, and a cold light appeared. The corner of his mouth was curled up with a chuckling, and he was gently laughing.

"Do it!"

With long sleeves dancing, a red silk preyed like a red snake, wandered out and shot towards the old monk, wrapping the other party around in a circle. In an instant, the spider spirits and fox demons on both sides of the woman moved in response, and the demonic aura filled with it. The woman in the middle was headed by the woman and pounced towards the monk along the red silk.

"Drink—"

The old monk in Zhenhai put his palms together and shook out. The monk's robe swelled up. The red silk hissing sounded and tore apart several times. The fragments fluttered like butterflies flying and splashed. They grabbed the spider spirit straight up, capturing a long foot. The old monk twisted his thin body, and shouted loudly, directly lifted the other party over his head and slapped the other side to the ground.

"World-Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajnapa is empty!"

He looked at the fox demon who rushed to the front with his fingers, made a magic seal, and shouted loudly: "Casso!"

The light of the robe flew away from his body, spread out with a loud bang, wrapping the red fox, arousing waves of demonic energy seeping out.

"Uh...ah...ah...The king saves me! Uh..."

"Old monk, look here!"

The woman in Hongchang suddenly turned her long sleeves and had a painting scroll in her hand. When the old monk looked over, she suddenly threw it away from the sky, spreading up and down to reveal a blank painting.

"Zhenhai!"

Suddenly, a man's words were like a ringing dusk bell, echoing in the mountains. An arm on the blank paper suddenly stretched out, stretching infinitely, stretching more than ten feet long.

"Great Powerful Tianlong!"

The old monk's beard opened angrily, and his answer was to greet the arm that was approaching. The moment he contacted, his arm passed through the palm he pushed away like nothing, strangled Zhenhai's neck. The next moment, he suddenly shrank and dragged the old monk to the sky. Along with the golden bowl floating in the sky, wrapped in the posture of the fox demon, he sank into the scroll.

In the air, the magic light flashed, the scroll shrank up and down, and fell back into the hand of the woman in red dress. She opened the scroll and took a look. The old monk on it was thin, his beard was angrily opened, holding a golden bowl in his hand, and wearing a cassock like a angrily Vajra.

Then tighten the scroll and hand it over to the red fox that came.

"Matchmaker, take this scroll back to Wusezhuang and hand it over to Master Wuyuan."

"yes."

The matchmaker was one of the two fox demons in the ruined temple outside Qixia Mountain. He also knew Lu Liangsheng, but he did a lot of evil back then, and the demon pill he had cultivated was still in the body of the scholar.

"Master, aren't you going back?"

The red fox carefully took the scroll and asked this sentence. When she answered her, she slapped her.

Bang!

The crisp sound showed five clear red marks on the red fox's face, and his body was crooked and almost fell down.

"You ask what I want to do, just take the things back."

The woman in Hongchang was painting Hongyi. She looked at the mountains in the distance, closed her eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

"Since I'm here, I have to take a look at Qixia Mountain at least."

After saying that, he called Zhu Erniang, who was thrown into trouble, and slowly walked across the mountain road. In the bright sky, his body swayed and his long sleeves fluttered. In the blink of an eye, he had already gone dozens of feet away.

......

The slightly slanted sunlight shone south along the stretching mountains, at the foot of Qixia Mountain, in the small courtyards in the village, and the cypress trees sway gently in the wind, and the mottled shines under the eaves and shake slowly.

After lunch, the family sat under the eaves and listened to Lu Liangsheng's abduct. The scholar considered that his parents would not say too dangerously, so he refused the monk's fear of being surrounded by the villagers, so he took him away and found a remote place to ask questions.

"... Actually, I didn't expect that I was taken to Fulinzhou in a blink of an eye. After resolving the misunderstanding with the master, I met Min Yuerou, who was wandering around the world alone, so I simply came back together. I didn't suffer much on the way, almost the same as when I went out."

Listening to Lu Liangsheng's story, the Taoist squatted aside, turned his face and looked at the scholar, and then looked at the woman sitting on a low stool and burying her head without saying anything. Suspicion appeared on her sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.

"What a coincidence?"

"Of course it's such a coincidence." Lu Liangsheng replied with a smile, kicked his toes quietly, signaling the Taoist to shut up.

Regardless of whether the matter is true or not, when Li Jinhua and Lu Laoshi saw their son come back safely, everything else was not important at all. They also fell into their hearts, especially Min Yuerou. The woman had loved her very much before, and now she was holding her hand and chatting about family matters.

"Fortunately I met you. Maybe my son will be lost halfway and will not be able to come back."

"By the way, can the Lingtang Lingzun be in Chang'an? If you have time, please ask them to come to Qixia Mountain to see. Haven't Fushui County been there for a few years? That's half of your hometown..."

The women in the village are the best at talking. Li Jinhua said while winking at her son. Lu Liangsheng looked around. Fortunately, Hong Lian went back to the temple to recuperate, and Mu Qiyou was not there, so she probably practiced on her body.

"Mom, Xiaoxian, you guys chat with Yuerou. I have something to do when I go back to the house."

As he said that, he pulled the Taoist back into the house. Before Zhu Gangli followed in, the scholar who had entered first suddenly took off his robe. Sun Yingxian was stunned for a moment, raised his fingers and pointed at him, and quickly retreated, crossed his arms to cover his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey... I'm very serious, it's not good to have this."

"What do you want."

Lu Liangsheng glared at him, threw his robe away from the bed, and his single robe was loose inside, revealing his back: "Look at what else is there?"

The Taoist lowered his hand with confidence, looked at the scholar's back, hurriedly walked around in front, and whispered:

"Mr. Lu, what are you trying to do? Learn those flowery arms, why do you make tattoos? You can even stab a turtle..."

"That's a black turtle!"

At this time, Zhu Gangli came in and recognized the pattern on Lu Liangsheng's back at first sight. He closed the door casually, and spoke in a muffled voice: "There is a sea in the north, and the black turtle comes out of the sea. The black turtle exudes true qi. The cold true qi can transform into divine water, and the divine water nourishes the body and produces kidney water."

etc.....

Lu Liangsheng on the other side was suddenly stunned. How could they see that it was a black turtle? He asked the Taoist to use the bronze mirror on the desk to compare his back and tilt his head to look at the picture reflected at the bottom of the mirror. It was indeed a black turtle outlined with green ink, with a bird's head and snake's tail, posing like a singing neck.

The scholar found out the scroll he had drawn before and compared it to the one he had painted.

What a strange thing, I was from the stars before.

"Lu Liangsheng, I don't know what kind of strange fate you have got, but since there is a black turtle that can produce kidney water, I have an idea that may restore your past cultivation."
Chapter completed!