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Mingzhen Temple is a Taoist temple that has been around for hundreds of years. Since then, Master Mingzhen has been a Taoist priest renowned throughout Changshan County.
Mingzhen Temple occupies a large area, with walls stretching hundreds of feet on all sides. There are houses, gardens, and pavilions inside, especially the seven-story tower in the middle. It is the place where Master Mingzhen retreats and practices, and the entire Changshan The tallest building in the county.
The streets around Mingzhen Temple are full of peach trees. When the flowering season comes, the city will be filled with peach blossoms.
But now the peach blossom season has arrived, and the road is covered with bright red petals.
Su Xiuping held a smoke umbrella and walked around Mingzhen Temple, and finally came to the main entrance.
Although there are several side doors and exits around Mingzhen Temple, each one is guarded by at least three Taoist priests.
Zhang Daoling was wearing a light blue snow plain ink cloud shirt. He was pure and clean, completely losing his previous beggar appearance.
The Emperor's Sword was tightly wrapped in cloth and carried on his back. He also wore a bamboo hat on his head. The front of the bamboo hat tilted downward, covering half of his face.
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Daoling leaned against a peach tree and asked in a low voice.
Su Xiuping looked at the tightly guarded Mingzhen Temple and said: "We must find out the location of the old thief, otherwise if we go in rashly, we will only alert the enemy."
"Or, wait for him to come out on his own." Su Xiuping said: "As long as he walks out of the Taoist temple, I will take action decisively."
Zhang Daoling asked: "Then how do you know when he will leave the Taoist temple?"
Su Xiuping said: "Wait, wait here."
"Okay." Zhang Daoling nodded. If it were him, he might just go in.
But now it seems that Su Xiuping is right, because if he goes in directly, if he cannot find Mingzhen and kill him as soon as possible, there is no guarantee that something will happen.
Especially Zhang Daoling is not sure whether Mingzhen has leaked the Emperor Sword. If he wants to keep it all for himself but has not leaked it, then he must make sure to kill him at once without giving him a chance to react.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the street ahead: "Look at the sword!"
This shout immediately made Su Xiuping tighten her grip on the umbrella handle, and her expression instantly became serious.
Although Zhang Daoling was still leaning against the peach tree, his eyes, which were covered by a bamboo hat, were slightly raised.
¡®Yin¡¯
A sword roar was heard, and then a sword energy came straight towards Su Xiuping.
Su Xiuping had two choices in front of her, one was to use a smoke umbrella to block the sword energy, the other was to die under the sword energy.
Of course there is a third possibility, that is Zhang Daoling takes action to block the sword energy.
But Zhang Daoling did not take action because he had already seen that the sword energy came from the hands of a young Taoist priest, and that young Taoist priest was wearing the Taoist robe of Mingzhen Temple.
Su Xiuping looked a little dazed when facing this fierce sword energy.
If she uses the smoke umbrella to block the sword energy, she will expose herself and arouse the vigilance of Mingzhen Guan.
But if you don¡¯t block, you will die. How to choose?
But in order to take revenge, she must live. Su Xiuping gently turned the smoke umbrella with her bare hand, and was about to catch the sword energy.
But I saw a figure kicking on the flying clouds, flying up and down to Su Xiuping: "Be careful."
He grabbed Su Xiuping's slim waist and stepped back. Then he raised his right hand and pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in his hand.
¡®Zheng¡¯
There was a crash of gold and iron, the sword energy hit the sword flower, and a ball of sword light exploded instantly.
The sword light dissipated in the air, and a strong wind spread out, blowing the peach blossom petals on the ground around it into the sky.
It was like a rain of petals falling from the sky. Zhang Daoling stretched out his hand to push the bamboo hat down, letting the petals fall on the bamboo hat.
Su Xiuping, holding the Yanluo Umbrella in her right hand, was held by the young Taoist priest and flew back. The petals from the sky fell one by one, covering the surface of the Yanluo Umbrella.
After the two of them landed, the young Taoist immediately let go of Su Xiuping, then clasped his fists and saluted, "I'm sorry. I didn't notice anyone here when I was practicing my sword. Please make atonement, girl."
Su Xiuping looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him, looking at the Mingzhen Temple Taoist robe on his body, with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
But this trace of murderous intention was quickly concealed by her, and she made a blessing ceremony towards the young Taoist priest, and then said softly: "Young master, there is no need to blame yourself, the little girl is not injured."
Hearing this, the young Taoist priest raised his head. When he raised his head, both of them were slightly startled.
Su Xiuping's twenty-eighth year is the time when she is young and beautiful, and her face is as beautiful as a flower. Especially when she comes from a wealthy family, her movements are elegant and graceful, and her eyes sparkle with autumn.
Especially the virgin fragrance exuding from her body made the young Taoist priest's heart tremble.
¡°It¡¯s not like he hasn¡¯t seen beauties before. His fellow seniors and sisters are also pretty good-looking, and the daughters of wealthy families in the city are not much worse than Su Xiuping.
But the young Taoist priest saw a different kind of temperament in Su Xiuping. He couldn't describe this kind of temperament. If he really had to describe it, it would be like holding an umbrella in Su Xiuping's hand: "A piece of plain paper, Han Yanhao, counting points The lonely plum blossoms enter Qingluo."
This is an extremely elegant, pure and noble temperament, which fascinated the young Taoist priest in an instant.
Similarly, when Su Xiuping saw the face of the young Taoist priest, her heart trembled slightly.
This young Taoist priest is extremely handsome, with red lips, white teeth, a beautiful nose and handsome eyebrows. His eyes are like the bright stars and moon in the sky, and his clear eyes are as tender as water.
He is tall and handsome, with a rare talent and a calm demeanor.
"What a handsome young man, even better than the one in your dreams."
This was something Su Xiuping had never seen among the young men of his father's friends. For a moment, her heart was slightly confused and her face turned red.
"Miss, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the inn." At this time, Zhang Daoling's voice sounded from one side, which immediately pulled Su Xiuping back from her thoughts.
The young Taoist priest looked at Zhang Daoling and asked with a smile: "Who is this elder brother?"
Su Xiuping said: "He is my guard."
"Oh!" the young Taoist priest responded and looked at Su Xiuping again. At this time, a group of Taoist priests ran behind the young Taoist priest and surrounded him and said, "Senior brother is good at swordsmanship!"
"That sword was really frightening."
"No wonder Master likes you so much!"
"Especially the scene where the hero saves the beauty just now is even more amazing."
"handsome!"
However, the young Taoist priest had no intention of listening to the flattery of his junior brothers today, but kept his eyes fixed on Su Xiuping.
Su Xiuping had already turned around and left. The young Taoist priest quickly shouted: "Girl, please go slowly."
Su Xiuping stopped and asked softly: "What are your orders, Master?"
The young Taoist priest stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "I, Bai Yusheng, the third generation disciple of Ming Zhen Guan, dare to ask the girl her name."
Su Xiuping said softly: "Little girl Su Xiuping."
After saying that, Su Xiuping and Zhang Daoling left directly.
Bai Yusheng stood there, staring blankly at Su Xiuping's leaving figure, and did not regain consciousness for a long time.
"Senior Brother, you don't have a crush on her, do you?" the disciples around asked.
Bai Yusheng came back to his senses and cursed with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you done anything? Then go draw the talisman. Don't forget that you still have tasks in the evening." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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