Chapter 1750: Taoist Master Yimei

The third floor of the temple.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Two rays of light flashed, and the figures of Qingxuan and Wenyong appeared on a plain.

"We were just in danger. Fortunately, the entrance was closed in time, otherwise we would have fallen into the hands of the guardian beast."

Qingxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, with a look of fear on her face.

"How come the follower next to Master Yuan is with the guardian beast?"

A look of confusion flashed across Wen Yong's face and he spoke.

"When I was escaping before, Jin Chan escaped from his shell and stopped the guardian beast with the help of a group of Buddhists. They both started fighting."

Qingxuan said.

"The guardian beast did not kill the follower, but walked with him. It seems that the two parties have reached an agreement!"

Wen Yong affirmed.

"Being able to cooperate with each other, it seems that it is exactly what you guessed, Master Wen. The follower of Master Yuan is probably a hidden strongman!"

Qingxuan nodded.

“It’s not a good time to stay here for a long time, we’d better leave here first!”

Wen Yong suggested.

"Um."

Just as Qingxuan nodded, two figures flew over, blocked in front of them, and shouted coldly:

"Who are you and why are you trespassing on our Grand Skylight!"

"Grand Skylight?"

Wen Yong was startled and looked up, only to see two Taoists carrying whisks on their backs and holding cold swords in their hands, looking at them warily with cold faces.

"Master Wen, there is no need to be surprised. The Holy Lord has told us that the third floor of the temple is another place of cultivation outside the world, with the same name as my Grand Skylight."

Qingxuan comforted Wen Yong, smiled and saluted the two Taoists:

"Two senior brothers, Xiao Dao Qingxuan, are disciples of Taoist Daoxuan."

"Oh, are you Junior Sister Qingxuan? The Holy Lord has been waiting for you for a long time, come with us quickly!"

When they heard Qingxuan announcing her home, the two Taoists' eyes lit up.

"Good work."

Qingxuan smiled gratefully and followed the two Taoists. Wen Yong walked with doubts in her heart.

After the four of them traveled a hundred miles, a spectacular group of Taoist temples appeared in their field of vision, with smoke rising from the kitchen, surrounded by cranes, green pines, and clear springs. It was a quiet and peerless landscape painting-like scene that made people feel relaxed and happy. My mood calmed down involuntarily.

"Junior Sister Qingxuan, ahead is where the Holy Lord practices. You wait here for a moment while I go in and report."

A Taoist said.

"good!"

Qingxuan nodded.

The Taoist quickly entered the Taoist temple, turned back a few minutes later, smiled and pointed inside:

"Junior Sister Qingxuan, please come in. The Holy Lord has been waiting for you."

Qingxuan smiled gratefully at the Taoist and walked into the Taoist temple.

Wen Yong was about to go with him, but was stopped by two Taoists:

"This is the place where the Holy Lord cleanses his body. Except for those authorized by the Holy Lord, no other people are allowed to enter!"

"I am the formation master who is traveling with little master Qingxuan. If I am not an expert, I don't trust her to go in alone!"

Wen Yong had a look of displeasure on his face.

"In this important place of the Taoist family, no one can enter! As for the safety of Junior Sister Qingxuan, you don't have to worry about it. No one in our Grand Cloud Sky can be an enemy of the Holy Lord!"

The two Taoists said coldly without any intention of giving in.

"I'll be fine. Please ask Master Wen to wait for me here for a while."

Qingxuan smiled apologetically.

"The more elegant the place is on the surface, the more likely it is to hide dirt. Little Master Qingxuan must be more careful when he comes here for the first time!"

Wen Yong deliberately raised his voice to remind Qing Xuan, then glanced at the two Taoists whose faces turned cold, turned his back, and ignored them.

A Taoist led Qingxuan through several long corridors in the Taoist temple, and came to a spacious main hall. A faint scent of fresh smoke escaped from the main hall, refreshing the heart and lungs.

"Holy Lord, bring Junior Sister Qingxuan here!"

The Taoist said respectfully.

"Well, you go down."

The long and profound voice came out, which seemed to be far away at first, but it seemed to be whispering in the ear:

"Qingxuan, come into the main hall!"

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

The Taoist took the order and left, while Qingxuan took a deep breath and walked cautiously into the hall.

The hall is extremely spacious, surrounded by flowers of different colors. Two long incense sticks as tall as a person are burning on both sides, but there is nothing else.

A thin Taoist priest sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall with his back to the door, his breath vague, as if he didn't exist at all.

Seeing the Taoist's back, Qingxuan's beautiful eyes flashed with respect. She knew that the person in front of her looked harmless, but in fact he was as powerful as her saint!

"Xiao Dao Qingxuan, pay homage to the Holy Lord."

Qingxuan said cautiously and respectfully.

When the Taoist heard this, he didn't get up, but he slowly turned around.

His facial features are as thin as his body, and the bridge of his nose is long and straight. However, what is strange is that only one side of his eyes has eyebrows, and the other side is empty.

The Taoist had a kind face, his eyes fell on Qingxuan, and he said with a smile:

"I'm a poor Taoist, 'Yimei', you don't have to be polite. Being able to come here, I guess you have already completed all the things that your holy master told you to do?"

Although the Taoist smiled extremely kindly, for some reason Qingxuan always felt that he was smiling but not smiling. Her heart tightened and she said respectfully:

"I did get the companion treasure of the guardian beast in the Holy Fire Valley, but some accidents happened before. It exceeded the Holy Lord's estimate. Someone completed the holy path of the formation that was more difficult than me."

"What? The most difficult Holy Path of Formation was completed by someone else?"

The Taoist narrowed his eyes suddenly, a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, and invisible cold air dissipated. Qingxuan instinctively shuddered, her heart was beating fast.

Her Saint had told her not to be afraid of the Taoist Saint on the third floor of the temple, and the latter would not fight with a junior like her, but the aura he accidentally exuded made Qingxuan feel terrified and nervous.

Fortunately, the coldness on the Taoist was only a flash, and he soon returned to his previous kind appearance, as if he had never been angry:

"It doesn't matter if you haven't completed the most difficult formation road, as long as someone has completed it. I just don't know who completed the most difficult formation road?"

"It's not someone from my Taoist family, but a little Buddhist nun."

Qingxuan answered.

"People from the Buddhist sect?"

The thin Taoist frowned:

"This is troublesome. I promised the Buddhist Saint that I would not personally take action against the Buddhist disciples who came in here. If this happens, the important matter that I discussed with your Saint may not be easy to handle."

"There are strong people accompanying that little nun. If I rely on my strength alone, I am afraid I will not be their opponent at all."

Qingxuan said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. Although I can't do it myself, at most I can let my men come forward."

The thin Taoist quickly changed the subject and spoke.