As soon as Yangtoupo arrived in the southern suburbs, I saw a group of teenagers sitting together, including men and women, each with a strong aura and looking as beautiful as a carved porcelain doll. However, one of the youngest boys gave people a quirky, thief-like and humble feeling, which was a bit surprising.

On a crooked tree branch next to him, Zui Taoist lay on it. Seeing Zhou An coming, he jumped down and walked over, smacking his mouth, and he saw that he was addicted to alcohol.

Zhou An threw a bottle of wine. When Zui Taoist saw that his eyes were lit, he quickly took it and opened the lid. He smelled the fragrance of the wine and salivated him.

A young man who looked less than ten years old said mockingly: "Uncle Drunkard, where did you trick people from this time buy you wine. Hey, brother, don't be fooled by him. Be careful not to sell you for wine and drink."

"Hello, I'm Zhou Nan." This is the name Zhou An gave himself. After all, the emperor's name cannot be used randomly, and ordinary people dare not take the emperor's name.

"You're welcome, I understand, call me Jin Xuan, the gold of gold, the spiral circle of spirals." Jin Xuan was cheerful and spoke without any scruples. Generally, in the fairy tale sect, he was very fond of seniority, and juniors could not even call the elders directly.

If you are found to tease your uncle like Jin Xuan, you will definitely be punished.

The drunk Taoist also didn't care. He sniffed in satisfaction and said, "Brother, I'm here this time to ask you to help us. The Demonic Way came to Qianjing last night. In order not to be implicated by evil karma, most of us older generations stayed in various parts of Qianjing to prevent the Demonic Way from killing. The remaining few went to investigate their hiding place.

A group of evil disciples were found in Cining Temple in Yangtoupo, occupying the temple and committing evil deeds. Many women were stolen from their erotic pleasures, and some children were treated as blood food by them, so we could not ignore them.

These juniors insist on competing for this credit. I, an old man, couldn't bear to see so many people, so fortunately I asked you to protect them. As for this, it's a reward. With your cultivation level, ordinary cultivators will definitely not hurt you at all."

Zhou An thanked him after taking it, thinking of the modified sword-control method, and suddenly asked: "Senior, I was fortunate to get a sword-control method, but the content was recorded in a small part. I wonder if I can help you take a look."

"The method of controlling swords? The method of controlling swords of each school is different, but it cannot be achieved by no means. Except for the advanced method of controlling swords, it is basically the same. OK, I can help you think about it." Zui Taoist did not refuse. This kind of thing was not difficult for him, and Zhou An had already obtained fate, so he would be fine to help him.

Zhou An was happy and handed over the handwritten copy that the queen had given to him.

The Zui Taoist looked at it for a few times and asked with a surprised expression, "Where did your sword control method come from?"

"The Taoist priest of Taizu Temple once saved an immortal priest, and the immortal priest gave it as a thank-you gift. Later, after several turns, I got it." Zhou An said half-true and half-false.

"Taizu Temple, I remembered that Zhou Nan, this is our Zhengyidao's introductory swordsman. The injured Taoist practitioner has a lot to do with me, and has been missing for nearly ten years and has been searching for it.

I'll check it out now. I'll ask the master of this sword-controlling method. If it can, I'll teach you the complete sword-making technique. If it can't work, I'll find you a replacement. Do you think it can be done?" said Zui Taoist.

"Then I'll thank you for yourselves." Zhou An showed joy. With the help of Zui Taoist, it was much better than the Purple-Yiwei's thoughts on it.

"Then I'll go, Zhou Ling'er, you are their biggest. Remember to be careful in everything and never make a rash move. Zhou Nan is already at the tenth level of cultivation in the acquired world. If you can't beat him, you can ask him for help." The Drunken Taoist set up the escape light and flew away, but the voice seemed to be coming from the side, which was very wonderful.

"Uncle Drunk Master is gone, what are we waiting for? I checked here last night. They are all acquired juniors. We are definitely fine. Let's go." Jin Xuan rubbed his hands excitedly and was the first to jump towards Cining Temple. His light skills were really extraordinary.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious, everyone should follow us." Zhou Ling'er shouted softly and hurriedly chased after him.

He is also extremely cruel to the evil way of eating children and traitors. He will naturally not let go of them when encountering them, and he will also use the Qiankun step to catch up.

These little guys are under 15 years old, but their cultivation is not low, at least they are at the seventh level of acquired nature, and their light skills are very clever, so they are not much better than his Qiankun Step.

Cining Temple is quite famous in the southern suburbs of Ganjing, and has a history of two hundred years. Its incense is quite good and is managed by dozens of monks.

After they arrived here, they dressed up as pilgrims and entered, and they could see that these monks were all dressed up, with a full of hostility between their eyebrows and eyes.

There is no such thing as a monk who is peaceful and has a little profit. Although monks in Cining Temple used to care about incense and money, they were still kind to others and often helped poor families who passed by, and their reputation was quite good.

They came in and should have bought some incense and candles to worship, but these teenagers were used to the tranquility of the mountains, and this time they took the opportunity to come out to be a hero and righteous person, so they did not bring any money.

Seeing the monk selling candlelight's suspicious eyes, Jin Xuan was anxious for a moment, scratching the back of his head, secretly hating that he had made a mistake and actually left too anxious to bring the money.

Zhou An took out a ingot of silver and said, "I have it."

"Brother Nan, I will treat you to drink next time." Jin Xuan was happy and took some incense and candles and ran inside.

Zhou Ling'er nodded and smiled at him and said, "It's a waste of money for Brother Nan."

"It's okay, small money." Zhou An smiled and distributed the incense and candle to everyone, and entered it together.

There are not many pilgrims here, about ten people, each talking to the Buddha in his heart. Most of them only speak human words at this time, but when facing people, they say nonsense.

Everyone spread out and walked through all the Buddhist temples in the front yard. Zhou An also burned incense and worshiped Buddha in the main hall in the middle, so as not to have any problems, so he could support him as soon as possible.

When Jin Xuan and the little monk walked to the arch of the backyard, they were stopped by the guards here and shouted: "This is our place to rest and it is not open to the public."

The little monk beside Jin Xuan whispered: "Jin Xuan, go back first, there are many pilgrims outside."

"Okay, okay." Jin Xuan was unwilling to implicate innocent people, so he looked at the two monks guarding the gate unhappily.

As soon as the two left, Zhou Ling'er came over hurriedly. She was worried that her junior brother Hu Lai would keep staring at her.

Jin Xuan hurriedly said, "Sister Sister, I have basically figured it out. The front yard is full of ordinary people. Those guys must be in the back yard, and there are no one in the back yard. We can let go and have a big fight."

"No, we don't know if there are any innate monks. You can't do anything randomly. Don't forget to promise me and listen to me when you come out." Zhou Ling'er immediately stopped her. She knew Jin Xuan too much, and there was nothing this kid dared not do.

"Senior sister, if there are innate masters here, Uncle Drunk Master will not let us come. Why are you so stupid? And Uncle Drunk Master also invited Zhou Nan to help us. What's the point of being a master of tenth level of acquired dynasty to press the formation? What's more, Uncle Drunk Master gave him all the Doutian Talismans. Even if we really encountered the innate master, we could run away."

"Senior sister, please let Wenwen and Brother Gongsun solve the minions outside, so we three are enough to clean up the evil ways inside." Jin Xuan winked at the little monk while speaking.

The little monk understood and suddenly rushed to the backyard arch.

The two monks guarding the gate had already paid attention to the three people in the distance. They felt that there was something wrong with these three people. If they hadn't seen that they were all children, they would have arrested people long ago.

"I knew that these two kids had problems. The blood food delivered to the door was saved from us from being caught outside." Seeing the little monk rushing towards him with great momentum, the two rushed up immediately, with their hands in claws to grab the little monk.

"No, the stone is in danger, help." Jin Xuan rushed over, and Zhou Ling'er was helpless and stomped her feet in a hurry and ran over.

The little monk approached the two, suddenly squatted down and bounced out, rushed through the armpits of the two monks, hitting their stomachs with his fists, and knocked them away with one blow, hitting the wall next to the arch, and bounced to the ground, curling in pain and unable to stand up, and two cracks appeared on the walls they hit.

"Hand up."

Jin Xuan shouted happily, jumped up and jumped into the backyard. He saw the unsightly scene in the backyard hall. A group of demons dressed as monks, actually eating blood and drinking wine.

In the wing rooms on both sides, there were slight moans and crying sounds from the woman, and the man was panting with laughter.

The people inside were enjoying themselves. When they heard the movement outside, a few rushed out. Jin Xuan was furious and the golden rings in his hands flashed, turning into six golden rings on his wrists, just like iron fists.

The little monk slapped his belt and a red iron rod appeared on his hand. The two of them fought with the group without saying a word, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. These monks were almost no enemies of their unity.

Zhou Ling'er was worried that they would be safe, so she trembled her hands and had her swords in her hands, and she also followed her to protect the two of them.
Chapter completed!