He just helped Third Auntie take out a grass clipping from her hair.

Of course, from an angle that no one could see, He Qingfeng also flicked his fingers.

ah!!

A scream that could not be heard by humans suddenly sounded.

And the black ball of air clinging to the third aunt's grandma's shoulder was shattered by a transparent spiritual power and completely turned into ashes.

[What a trick! This Master Qingfeng’s cultivation is so high, he is slightly better than me!]

In another corner of the Taoist temple, there was a young man wearing light-colored casual clothes.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, quietly watching the commotion in this corner.

Originally, he was thinking that if Guiyuan Guan was in trouble, he could come forward to help solve it.

This can be regarded as forming a good relationship with Guiyuan Guan.

Unexpectedly, Guiyuan Guan could solve the problem by himself without taking any action himself, let alone using official power.

If these superstitious old people were left alone at other times and on other occasions, young people would definitely feel sad and angry with "sorrow for their misfortune and angry for their inability to fight".

But at this moment, seeing them protecting He Qingfeng so actively, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Because young people know that He Qingfeng is not a magician, but a real cultivator.

"Uncle Junior, why don't you go in! Hey, it's so lively in front, what happened?"

Just as the young man was thinking to himself, a familiar noise sounded behind him.

The young man, that is, the junior uncle Xuan Mo, curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a signature smile.

He turned his head and said softly to his nephew, "What? Did you find something abnormal?"

Yesterday evening, Xuan Mo rushed to City B and met Su Wenbo at the hotel.

That night, for most of the night, Su Wenbo kept talking about his experience in Guiyuan Temple.

What about the mountain-protecting formation, what about casting spells out of thin air, what about the hoopoe bird and the white fox that have opened up their spiritual wisdom...

In Su Wenbo's words, Guiyuan Guan suddenly became a mysterious and reclusive sect.

And the masters of Guiyuan Guan are even more elusive and strange people with profound cultivation.

"Uncle Junior Master, how about we go to Guiyuan Temple early tomorrow morning. I think the expert from Guiyuan Temple can help you with your trouble!"

Su Wenbo said a lot, with only one purpose.

Xuan Mo was a little surprised, "My trouble?"

I never revealed to Su Wenbo that I was poisoned by corpse poison.

In this world, except for his senior brother and the Valley Master of Immortal Medicine Valley, no one else knows about it.

And those two are very strict people, and they will never reveal his secrets without his permission.

How did this child Su Wenbo find out?

Or maybe he was too concerned about himself and noticed some abnormalities in him, and then deduced that he was in trouble.

Yes, that should be it!

Otherwise, Su Wenbo would have directly said "your disease" instead of "your trouble"!

Alas, this kid is a little bit arrogant, but he is also so considerate!

Only Su Wenbo who truly cared about Xuan Mo would pay such attention to him.

Xuan Mo has always been cold and cold, but he always cares a little more about Su Wenbo.

Feeling Su Wenbo's thoughtfulness, Xuan Mo increasingly regarded Su Wenbo as his closest relative.

"Yes, little uncle. If you don't want to say anything, my dad seems to have turned into a gourd, refusing to reveal a single word."

"Oh, no, not only did he not tell me, but he always looked at me with a look of hatred, as if I had caused some terrible disaster!"

"Uncle Junior, I thought about it carefully. I haven't caused any trouble recently, except for the southwest ancient tomb..."

"So, Junior Uncle, did you get into trouble in the ancient tomb, and is that trouble still bothering you?"

When Su Wenbo talked about this, his eyes became cautious.

When speaking, there was even more guilt and worry.

He was afraid that he would hear an answer from his junior uncle that would make him hate himself.

Seeing Su Wenbo's performance, Xuan Mo twitched his lips, "It's indeed a bit troublesome, but it has nothing to do with you!"

It was because he wasn't good at studying and didn't have enough cultivation that he was hit hard by that flying zombie!

"..." Su Wenbo didn't believe what the junior uncle said at all.

But the junior uncle refused to tell the truth, so he had no choice.

In the end, he could only suggest this, "Uncle Master, let's go to Guiyuan Temple tomorrow morning!"

Since that mysterious master was able to arrange such a powerful formation and also regarded the spirit hoopoe bird and white fox as his spiritual pets, he must have a very high level of cultivation.

She can definitely help little uncle!

As for whether he would encounter danger when he arrived at Guiyuan Temple, Su Wenbo couldn't care less!

Of course, in addition to caring about chaos, Su Wenbo also has the confidence to trust his junior uncle——

As long as my junior uncle is here, I will be fine.

Sure enough, early the next morning, the uncle and nephew came to the mountain gate of Guiyuan Temple. Before Su Wenbo could remind him, Xuan Mo stopped.

"Well, that's interesting! It's actually a protective formation made of talismans!"

"...I can try to break it, but——"

He came here to seek help, not to compete.

Just when Xuan Mo was thinking about how to communicate with the expert, Su Wenbo, who noticed his subtle reaction, shouted at the top of his voice: "Senior! Senior! It's me, it's me!"

"I injured your spiritual bird a few days ago. Although I paid compensation, my elders still feel it is inappropriate!"

"Today, my uncle has come with me to apologize to you, and please allow us to come in!"

The sound echoed in the forest.

The tourists and believers who came and went couldn't help but cast strange looks at the uncle and nephew.

However, they looked sideways, but did not ask questions or stop to watch.

This is Guiyuan Temple. Some believers always have various practices in order to make wishes or pray for blessings.

For example, some people will start from the foot of the mountain and make three prostrations and nine bows all the way up the mountain.

For another example, some people would recite in the main hall, or prostrate themselves on the ground crying.

They have only one idea, and as long as they are sincere, they can achieve their wishes.

Even if they can't, they have made their last effort and have no regrets or guilt in their hearts.

... Standing at the mountain gate and shouting may be an alternative way of praying.

Everyone expressed their understanding and did not stop to watch.

Su Wenbo & Xuan Mo:......

Okay, let’s just misunderstand it.

Anyway, as long as you express your meaning clearly and don't arouse the resentment of the seniors or even anger the other party!

Whoosh!

As soon as Su Wenbo finished shouting, Xuan Mo was keenly aware that the transparent barrier in front of them disappeared.
Chapter completed!