Gao Lan and Taoist Chonghui looked at each other. Taoist Chonghui understood and said, "Junior Sister Song has entered the realm of magical powers. Even if she has typhoid fever, it is not a big deal. It is more important for us to hurry up." But Shusheng Ling showed a embarrassed look. Taoist Chonghui sighed and said, "Well, brother Yu is not here to accompany you. Tianjiao, let's go together."

But Taoist Tianjiao looked at Chonghui and said, "Senior Brother, it is rare to see her as before. Now that his junior sister is sick, don't we stay and take care of her?" Taoist Chonghui changed his face slightly and said, "If you want to take care of her, you can take care of her on the road together, why do you have to stay here? I'm afraid that you will stay for two days and you won't want to leave."

"How can senior brother blame Senior Brother Tianjiao like this?" Ling Shusheng hurried over and persuaded him, but Gao Lan had already understood what everyone was thinking. To be honest, she also wanted to stay for two more days, so it would not delay much anyway, but Gao Lan understood that if she really lived, she would probably become lazy and would not want to leave in the end. It is true that Song Lei was sick, but she could not use this as a reason.

Just as Taoist Chonghui said, if he was sick on the road, he could take care of her. And if he was sleeping outside yesterday, Song Lei might not get sick. Thinking of this, Gao Lan and Taoist Chonghui became more and more disgusted with the Yingxianyuan. Gao Lan said: "It's better to do this. Senior Brother Chonghui and I will leave first. Those who are willing to stay and take care of the junior sister will stay."

Shusheng Ling and Tianjiao looked at each other, and the other disciples in Wuzhuang Temple also said, "It's good."

"Hmph, so Senior Sister Xiaolan and I will leave first!" Taoist Chonghui snorted coldly and left the courtyard with Gao Lan. As soon as they stepped out of the yard, the two saw many monks wandering around the palace courtyard and enjoying the scenery, as if they had forgotten everything about Xianyuan Mountain. Taoist Chonghui looked at Gao Lan and said, "Senior Sister, I hope they can leave here in two days."

"Two days..." Gao Lan looked at the monks in the palace courtyard, and saw that there were blue smoke and clear water everywhere, pavilions and towers, and some smooth stone walls, making people stop and watch. Gao Lan sighed and said, "I hope." To be honest, she also really wanted to go and see the churches and games held in various courtyards to make immortal friends; but this is not a place to make friends.

After walking for about dozens of miles, Yingxianyuan came to an end. Two servants had already greeted each other in front of the door. When they saw someone leaving, they couldn't help but show a pitiful look and went forward to worship, "Two immortals, why do you want to leave this Yingxianyuan? Are there any inappropriate receptions in the villains?" As they spoke, they were moved, and they couldn't bear to refuse. However, Gao Lan quickly spoke: "Thank you for the hospitality, but we are going to Xianyuan Mountain, so we won't stay."

"At this time, there are still several months left for the Xianyuan Mountain Conference. With the magical powers of the immortals, you can arrive in a few days. Why bother to worry about this time?" The servant hurriedly begged them to stay. Taoist Chonghui said, "Thank you for the entertainment of the friends of Yingxianyuan. But we have something urgent to do, so it is not convenient to stay for more. Please forgive me!" After he finished speaking, he and Gao Lan resolutely stepped out of the gate of the palace courtyard and left without looking back.

After leaving Yingxianyuan, the two of them did not stay for a long time. Instead, they walked through the streets and the south gate of Fuyang County. Soon after, they had already walked outside the suburbs of the city. The surrounding scenery quickly became desolate from prosperity. Compared with the scenery in Yingxianyuan, it was like falling from heaven to hell, which made people very disappointed. However, Gao Lan practiced the Reincarnation Sutra, and Chonghui was also a person with a firm mind, so he naturally would not turn back.

But in addition to them, there were many monks from Youfang who were rushing back at this time, obviously they could not stand this huge gap.

At this moment, a call came from behind the two: "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, wait for us!" Gao Lan and the Taoist Chonghui turned around and saw that it was Ling Shusheng and Tian Jiao! The one who was walking in the front was Song Lei. Although the little girl was sick, she grabbed Ling Shusheng's sleeve tightly and rushed forward. After seeing Gao Lan and the others, they all showed a knowing smile.

"Haha, you guys are indeed out!" Gao Lan felt a sense of joy. After leaving Yingxianyuan, all the faint loss was thrown outside the Jiuchi Cloud. Song Lei and everyone caught up with them and said, "I heard that everyone is not willing to delay everyone's itinerary because I stayed there. That place is good, but after living there for a long time, I have no intention of practicing. It is better to travel outside and enjoy it."

"Okay, okay, this is the style of our generation of cultivators." Taoist Chonghui sighed very much, looked up at the monks who were rushing back in groups of three or three, and said, "It seems that this year's Immortal Respect Conference has eliminated many people who have no Immortal Respect." After he finished speaking, he grabbed Ling Shusheng's hand, "Brother Dao, I release my magic weapon, you can use your magic powers, and everyone will go together!"

Gao Lan also held Song Lei's little hand and said, "You are sick, will I take you with you?" Song Lei wrinkled her nose and said, "Don't underestimate me." After that, the group took steps, used their magic power, and drove towards Xianyuan Mountain in the south.

Although people with magic power cannot usually lead mortals to the wind, it is different if they are monks with supernatural powers. Gao Lan and Taoist Chonghui have the most cultivation, and they also complement each other with Shusheng Ling and Song Lei. Taoist Tianjiao and others were just trying their best to travel, so they actually walked nearly ten thousand miles in the day. After staying away from the luxurious palace, these monks felt as comfortable as a baptism.

After dark, everyone did not find the town again, but saw an abandoned village.

"Xiao Lei, how are you sick?" After entering the village, Shusheng Ling and Song Lei got together again. Song Lei became much more energetic and said, "I've been rushing for a day and sweating. Now I'm only hungry." Chong Hui smiled and said, "I'll just say that the real practice must be outside. But today the weather is not good, and it's going to rain. Let's go ahead to see if there is any place to stay."

However, before the group entered the village, the heavy rain of beans had already fallen. Tianjiao found a small thatched hut on the side of the road that had not collapsed too much, and opened the door to let everyone get in. Everyone dismantled some wood and piled it in the middle of the hut, lit the fire, and then took out the dry food he brought on his body to start barbecuing. The fire suddenly made everyone's wet clothes come out.

The rain was getting heavier and the wind blew the broken house, and occasionally the rain leaked into the house. There seemed to be other pedestrians outside who were rushing to shelter from the small village. This scene was completely different from Fuyang County, which was like last night when I stayed in the Immortal Palace. If it were an ordinary person, I would probably lose my mind and get madness. However, Gao Lan and the others still talked and laughed, without any intention of decadence.

The group was baking clothes around the fire, but they heard a sharp roar suddenly coming from the sound of wind and rain outside.

"King, those people just ran into this village!"

"Well, this sound doesn't sound like a person shouting. Could it be a monster?" The Chonghui Taoist immediately stood up and pulled it open in the wind and broke the door. In the wind and rain, a group of ghostly figures had already rushed over. There was a flash of fire in the room where they were, and the other party saw him more clearly, "King, it's these people who killed our brothers!"

The person who called out was a fairy with a black beast head and human body. Among the group of monsters, an old monster with black eyes and a fat face ran away from his feet, but his feet did not fall to the ground, and the wind blew. Taoist Chonghui shouted, "Be careful, this is the old blind man from Huaxiong Mountain who has come up!" Everyone was prepared as soon as the Taoist Chonghui got up. When he heard his shout, he took out his weapons and held them in his hands.

Swish!

But a white light interrupted the call of Taoist Chonghui. It was not someone else who emitted the white light, but the dark guy running beside the old demon. After suffering a loss, everyone knew that the white light was a flying sword. Taoist Chonghui swung the seven-star whip and bounced the flying sword out. At this time, the group of monsters had already forced them dozens of feet away.

Taoist Chonghui also rushed towards the little demon king who drew his sword with a whip.

Taoist Tianjiao and Ling Shusheng and others also jumped out of the small thatched hut and started fighting with the monsters in the heavy rain. Although these monks have not yet become famous, they are all supernatural figures and magical weapons. Therefore, although there are hundreds of people in the little monsters, they can't take them for a while. Seeing this, the old demon Hua Xiong snorted coldly, as if he wanted to fight quickly, but he actually roared and turned into a big bear several feet tall, black and white.

He showed the Dharma image!

"He actually practiced the Dharma image, everyone should retreat quickly!" Taoist Chonghui was shocked when he saw this. He had already practiced the magical power of the five-meeting immortal, and he knew the power of the Dharma image! Although the magical power of the Dharma image only has six times, it is basically two realms compared to the pure physical body. Moreover, after practicing the Dharma image, the physical body has truly escaped from the shackles of mortal cultivation, has the potential to continue to grow, and can always practice magical powers of one calamity.

The amount of one calamity is as much as 129,600 kilograms! Even if an old demon king like Hua Xiong Jing has not completed the amount of one calamity, it is probably not much different. Therefore, the Chonghui Taoist immediately issued an order to retreat, fearing that this fellow Taoist fellow Taoist was wiped out here. However, just when the old monster Hua Xiong wanted to start a big killing, a giant tiger three feet long slapped him in front of him.

"Well, who is the demon fairy you are?"

In the astonished eyes of the monks and monsters, Gao Lan's voice came from the mouth of the giant tiger: "I killed your little demons in Huaxiong Mountain. If you have the gut, come to me!" After the giant tiger said that, he slapped the flower bear with another palm, which shocked it backed more than ten feet and almost fell to the ground. When the Chonghui Taoist and the others saw it, they were shocked, because they could not have imagined that Gao Lan was so strong.
Chapter completed!