Drip, drip, drip!
The crisp sound of horse hooves was approaching, and the voice of the person speaking outside gradually became clearer.
"Hmm? So there were still people in this ruined temple!”
"Little Daoist, little nun, and…Linghu Chong?？？”
At this moment, two or three young Taoist priests of different heights, dressed in blue Taoist robes and carrying swords by their waists, approached the main hall of the ruined temple with their horses. When they saw the three people standing at the entrance, they were stunned. They even recognized Linghu Chong's identity.
"Qingcheng Sect!"
When Linghu Chong saw the three Taoist priests walking over, his expression changed slightly. In fact, although the Qingcheng Sect was known as a righteous sect, it could be said to have a notorious reputation in the Jianghu in the past decade.
Qingcheng Monastery was no longer as elegant as it used to be. Ling Huchong had traveled the Jianghu and heard many stories about how the people of Qingcheng Monastery bullied the weak and committed crimes everywhere because of their martial arts skills. Therefore, he had a particularly bad impression of Qingcheng Monastery.
Seeing that Linghu Chong didn't seem to care about them and returned to the main hall after a glance, the expressions of the blue-robed Daoists who were leading the horses changed slightly. They snorted coldly and ignored the three people who had already returned to the bonfire. They hurriedly called the other junior brothers behind them to start placing the carriage and horses.
Immediately after, a dozen Taoist priests of Qingcheng Monastery filed in and started a bonfire on the other side of the hall. They adjusted their straw raincoats. Bang! A large umbrella was opened at the side of the carriage. At this moment, a short middle-aged Taoist priest with a beard and wearing a gorgeous crown walked out of the carriage.
It was the Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai!
Yu Canghai walked into the main hall, and the disciples holding umbrellas behind him followed suit, very respectful.
After entering the main hall, Yu Canghai looked at Linghu Chong, Zhou Zhao and the others. He didn't bother to greet them and directly sat on the seats that the disciples had prepared.
"Any news from Renying?"
Yu Canghai sat on his seat and asked the disciple beside him.
"Master, I've already made an appointment with Shixiong. If nothing unexpected happens, Shixiong will rush over to meet me in a couple of hours.”
Luo Renjie's face was ordinary, but his eyes were shrewd. He was sitting in front of the bonfire and warming himself up. When he heard his master's question, he quickly got up and answered.
Yu Canghai nodded in satisfaction when he heard his disciple's reply.
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On the other side, Zhou Zhao saw that the Qingcheng Monastery did not seem to have any signs of making trouble, so he could not be bothered with them. He went out to wash up and took out some food from his bag. After giving some to Linghu Chong and the other man, he began to eat leisurely. Because Zhou Zhao did not know what kind of environment he had transmigrated to, he had prepared enough food.
Not long after, the Qingcheng Monastery also began to distribute food and chat. However, from time to time, someone would glance at the beautiful little nun Yi Lin and whisper something. Then, they would coax her and laugh. Obviously, they did not say anything good.
Linghu Chong's expression turned cold when he saw this. However, since both sides had a tacit understanding, there was no conflict.
After more than two hours, the heavy rain finally showed signs of easing. At this time, the crisp sound of hooves came from outside the temple again. Someone dismounted and quickly walked towards the main hall.
This was a young man wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat. He had a decent face, but there was a cold and murderous aura between his brows. Clearly, he was not a kind person.
"Master, urgent news, the Exorcism Sword Manual is in Yue Buqun's hands.”
Hou Renying didn't even have time to shake the water off his straw raincoat. From the angle he came in, he could only see the people of the Qingcheng Monastery, so he immediately shouted.
"What is it? The Huashan Sect's Sect Master, Yue Buqun?"
At this moment, the Qingcheng Monastery's disciple who was sitting by the bonfire suddenly stood up and looked straight at Linghu Chong on the other side of the hall. Yu Canghai also opened his eyes."Good, very good, I didn't expect that we actually made a wedding dress for Yue Buqun.”
Yu Canghai slowly stood up and looked at Linghu Chong,"Since his eldest disciple is here, I'll use his eldest disciple's life to exchange for the Evil-Warding Sword Manual.”
"How dare you!"
Linghu Chong's expression was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that something unexpected would happen after hiding from the rain.
At this moment, Hou Renying noticed that there were two men and a woman in another part of the hall. One of them was Yue Buqun's eldest disciple, Linghu Chong.
"Why wouldn't our Qingcheng Monastery dare?”
"In order to prevent the news from leaking out, kill that little Taoist and nun, and bring Linghu Chong to find Yue Buqun!”
"It's a pity that this little nun died so quickly. Why don't I use it with my senior brothers first?”
"Hahaha, that's a good idea.”
……
After hearing Yu Canghai's words, the disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery immediately drew their swords and walked over. When they heard Linghu Chong's words, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Croak!"
At this time, Zhou Zhao sat in front of the bonfire, without even lifting his eyelids, and said indifferently.
"Buzz!"
As Zhou Zhao's voice fell, a violent sound rang out. Immediately after, under the watchful eyes of everyone, three tiny black shadows floated up, as if they were alive.
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