What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

Several days passed.

Lin Fan's behavior was the same as before. He walked around the map and eliminated demons and villains when he encountered them. However, it was indeed difficult to encounter demons, but there were quite a few villains.

Strange to say, these villains really had no self-awareness and actually asked him why they wanted to kill him. It seemed that from the beginning to the end they did not think that he was the target in Xuan Dian's eyes.

When I came to the county town, I found a roadside beef noodle stall. As soon as I sat down and took a few bites, I heard a sound in my ears.

"Taoist Master Xuandian?"

Hearing this tone, it was clear that he was very sure, but he was still asking tentatively.

Lin Fan looked at the other person, he was an ordinary middle-aged man, but when he saw the box he was carrying behind him, he looked like a storyteller, and he was immediately overjoyed, as if he had met a confidant he hadn't seen for many years.

"Storyteller?"

"Yes, I make a living by telling stories."

"Pindao is Xuan Dian. If you don't have anything urgent at the moment, Pindao will treat you to a bowl of beef noodles." Lin Fan was hospitable and would definitely pass on all his enthusiasm to the storyteller whenever he met him.

In addition to relying on his superb Taoist skills, a large part of his current reputation is due to the storytellers. How could he have achieved this level without their propaganda.

"Thank you, Taoist Master." The storyteller wanted to sit down, but saw that the table was full of four people. The green-haired rat moved its buttocks to make way for the empty seat. The storyteller said thank you and sat down, and then stared at Taoist Xuandian intently.

His eyes were like looking at some kind of rare treasure.

Lin Fan smiled and said: "The world is much better now than before."

"It's much better. It's all because of the Taoist priest. We storytellers are the most well-informed. We often hear that there are demons causing trouble, but now we rarely hear about it." Mr. Storyteller still finds it incredible. Very, as if in a dream.

If ever, who told them that the world would definitely get better.

He must have kicked the other person awake and told him not to daydream on his horse.

But now that it has really happened, he can only say, what does it mean to make a dream come true, and how can it come true without a dream.

Hu Daji on the side said: "Taoist Master, it's too hard. We followed the Taoist Master and saw that the Taoist Master spared no effort to slay demons and demons, but we were always unable to help. It's really sad."

"How could it be possible? You have also been of great help to Pindao." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Miao Miao said while eating noodles: "Now I can help the Taoist priest destroy the body and eliminate traces... No, it is a demon that purifies filth."

After saying this, Miaomiao always felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, she suddenly realized, how could I, Miaomiao, forget my sister's contribution? Then she continued: "Sister is also very hard-working, and she will tell us what to do, so that we can Make it easier for the Taoist priest.”

Seeing the satisfied look in her sister's eyes, Miaomiao was secretly happy. She really made her sister happy. It seemed that her request to ask her sister to let her hold the Taoist Master's hand in the illusion tonight would definitely come true.

The green-haired rat watched helplessly. He also wanted to say something, but he was just racking his brains and couldn't think of what to say. In the end, he didn't think much and continued to eat noodles.

The storyteller finished the noodles, thanked the Taoist priest, and opened the wooden box behind him under their puzzled eyes. He took out a homing pigeon from it, then took out a pen and paper and wrote something, rolled it up and put it in a letter folder. , tied to the pigeon's feet, tossed with both hands, and the pigeon soared away.

Lin Fan asked, "What are you doing?"

The storyteller said: "Master Guiwu was looking for the Taoist priest and found our storyteller. I just informed the nearby colleagues of the Taoist priest's whereabouts, and then passed it on to each other and finally to the master, so I asked the Taoist priest to be here. Stay for a while, and the master will come soon."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment and called him awesome. He was also looking for Master Guiwu, but he just wanted to walk around and meet him naturally. However, Master Guiwu had a good idea and looked for help from a storyteller. This is indeed quicker to find than anyone else.

He wondered, what did Master Guiwu have to do with him?

Aren’t you walking around the temple?

I didn’t want to understand it, but it doesn’t matter, I will know everything when I meet the master.

A few days later, Lin Fan and the others had been waiting here for three days. They were drinking tea on the first floor of the inn, when two figures appeared at the door.

Take refuge in no master and everything is empty.

When he saw Master Guiwu, Lin Fan felt that the master's aura seemed to have changed and was slightly different from before. It seemed that the master had gained something during his visit to the temple.

But when he saw the sky, Lin Fan squinted slightly.

The bench under my butt seemed to be roaring with excitement, asking the Taoist priest to pick me up and beat this damn bald donkey hard.

"Master." Lin Fan stood up, smiled and waved.

Miaomiao got up and gave up her seat to sit with her sister. The green-haired mouse also wanted to get up and give up her seat, but Miaomiao stopped her and muttered in a low voice, "I'm giving the seat to the master. Whoever you give it to is not going to give it to me." You must be a bald donkey who has been beaten by you.

The green-haired rat, whose butt had just left the stool, thought carefully, yes, who should I let sit, and then sat down again,

"Fellow Taoist Xuandian, long time no see." Master Guiwu said.

"Yes, as the saying goes, one day is like three autumns." Lin Fan motioned for the master to sit down.

Jiakong looked for an empty seat and found that there was no place for him to sit. Then he looked at the green-haired rat. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning in his eyes was very clear, as if he was saying that a mere little demon wouldn't make room for a little monk.

But the green-haired rat didn't even look at him and just ignored him.

At this time, Lin Fan cast his gaze on Jie Kong, "Master, why did he follow you?"

I didn't know that my Taoist friend had beaten him several times, and sometimes I couldn't help but laugh when I thought about it. For an ordinary practitioner, there really would be nothing he could do about it.

But there are really weird people like Xuan Dian in the world. They are very high-minded, but they want to do whatever they want. If anyone is uncomfortable, they will never tolerate it and teach them a lesson immediately.

It can be regarded as the nemesis of the sky.

"I met the poor monk when he was walking to the temple, and he followed him all the time. I don't know why." Gui Wu said.

Jiakong, who had no place to sit, quickly said: "Master, the monk is following you because he found that something is wrong with you and that your demonic nature is showing signs of emerging, so the monk wants to save the master's demonic nature."

A pair of eyes fell on Jie Kong.

Lin Fan looked at him in vain, "Good guy, it's enough to say that Pindao has a demonic nature. Seeing that Pindao is not easy to bully, he targeted Master Guiwu."

He looked at Master Gui Wu and seemed to be smiling.

"Amitabha." Master Guimu sighed.

Jiakong said: "Alas, today's world is too dangerous. For practitioners, the turbid and evil air in the sky is too annoying. The master's Dharma was once profound and could stabilize the demonic nature in the heart. But since the master and Taoist Master Xuan Dian got together, There is an attraction between demonic nature and demonic nature, so that's why..."

"Shut up." Guiwu scolded.

He was retorting, but he was hoping to avoid a violent beating for Jiu Kong.

Can you blame Taoist Master Xuan Dian for not beating you?

If it weren't for the poor monk who cultivated his character very well and was a monk, he would have already taken action, and there would be no chance for you to complain in front of me.

Jiukong did not shut up because of Guiwu's rebuke, "Master, you have really changed. Even if it offends everyone, the monk should say that the demonic nature must be eliminated, otherwise there will be endless troubles. You must stay away from Xuandian. Never meet him before his demonic nature has been eradicated.”

Guiwu stood up, frowned slightly, covered his abdomen, and said with a strange expression, "If the poor monk feels slightly unwell, just go and come."

Without giving everyone a chance to speak, he turned around and left.

Seeing that the master had left temporarily, Jun Kong sat down at the master's seat without any courtesy. He poured himself some tea, took a sip, opened his mouth and said, "Good tea."

Bang!

Quickly speaking, just when Jie Kong was praising the tea, a bench came from nowhere and swept across the side of his face. Jie Kong's facial features were distorted and he fell to the ground.

Lin Fan picked up the bench and greeted Jie Kong.

"You bald donkey, you don't remember anything that Pindao has said to you. It doesn't matter if you offend Pindao, but you still want to be okay if you offend Master? Pindao thinks you're just looking for a beating."

The tea patrons around him jumped up like monkeys and stared at the situation in front of them with their mouths open.

No one knows what happened.

How come this group of good people are beating up their own people?

Sure enough, to make friends, you still have to make friends who are emotionally stable.

Jiukong curled up his body familiarly, his whole body was soft, but his mouth was really hard, and he would not give up even if he was beaten, "Amitabha, the young monk is dedicated to the Buddha. If he can help the Taoist priest and the master eliminate the devil, the young monk is in the process of practice The merits are considered complete.”

"Okay, okay, okay."

Lin Fan said three good words in a row.

Cat Miaomiao started to get busy, and the bench was indispensable.

I don’t know how long.

The inn was very quiet. Master Gui Wu, who had returned from relieving himself, smiled and said, "I have a bad stomach and intestines recently, and I always feel a little uncomfortable."

After saying that, he glanced at Jiekong, who was standing aside looking a little embarrassed, and then saw the broken wood residue on the ground, and smiled, "Jiankong, do you want to sit down? There is still room for the poor monk here. "

"Thank you so much, Master. This young monk is asking for it." Jian Kong's face was slightly swollen, and he sat next to the Master as if nothing had happened. He picked up the teacup and took another sip, "Ah, it's really good tea."

Lin Fan:...?

Three demons:...? ? ?

Really, Lin Fan has never convinced anyone in his life, but now he is really convinced by everything.

"Master, are you looking for Pindao for something?" Lin Fan asked. From the time we met until now, he has never seen the master looking for the storyteller to look for him. It must be something big, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

"Kill the Holy Father." Gui Wu said.

Lin Fan was shocked when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed, "Master, are you going to take action with Pindao?"

"Well, now Wuwang and the southern part of the Huangtian Sect have been uprooted by fellow Taoists. The Holy Father is the black hand of the Huangtian Sect. Only by getting rid of him can the world be pure." Guiwu looked very determined. He once held a golden Buddha to fight with the Holy Father. Maybe it was Indistinguishable.

If we fight desperately, the outcome is hard to predict. The only thing that is certain is that his golden body will definitely be broken and his vitality will be severely damaged. By then, not to mention the Holy Father, even a random ancestor can easily kill him. get rid of.

If that were the case, Wu Wang still didn't know what collusion with the demon would lead to.

With him around, Wu Wang can be more restrained. When he encounters demons while walking in the world, he can also take action to get rid of them.

So this is also the reason why Guiwu cannot move around.

"Master knows that the Holy Father has lived for hundreds of years?" Lin Fan asked. Hundreds of years are too astonishing. Even Master Jiunwu cannot achieve this step. It will take more than a hundred years at most to pass away.

If there is no creation, the time left by the master is also limited.

"I know, but I don't know much. The Holy Father is very hidden, and his methods are earth-shattering. With his own conduct, the poor monk feels inferior to him." Guiwu said truthfully, without any exaggeration.

Lin Fan nodded. Although he had never seen the Holy Father with his own eyes, after talking with the Holy Father, he had some suspicions about the Holy Father's situation. He was indeed mysterious and different from other practitioners.

It doesn't seem to be on the same level.

"Master, what should we do?" Lin Fan was a little impatient. With all his Taoist skills fully activated and cooperating with the master, he would definitely have a high chance of dealing with the Holy Father.

"No hurry, I have to go to Qingzhou to get the golden Buddha first. Fellow Taoist will wait here for a few days. I will speed up my pace. It will be enough to go back and forth." Gui Wu said.

Lin Fan said: "Why use your feet? I will go with you. One day is enough for a round trip."

Gui Wu didn't want to take Xuan Dian with him. He was about to refuse, but Lin Fan would never give him a chance. He stood up and grabbed Gui Wu's wrist and asked Miao Miao and the others to wait here.

Then he pulled the master outside, waved his sleeves and magic power came out. The wooden stake condensed in the air and threw it in the direction of Qingzhou. He grabbed the master and jumped onto the wooden stake and flew away.

This series of actions was so smooth that Gui Wu was shocked. He didn't expect that fellow Taoist Xuan Dian would practice the wooden stake method to such a level, and he didn't expect that fellow Taoist would use the wooden stake method as a tool to catch his feet. I'm afraid even Cui Wushuang didn't expect it.

...

Qingzhou, Xue'an Village, Xue'an Temple.

There are many nuns, all busy, some farming, some carrying water, all making a living.

As the sound of landing came, the young nuns looked at them in confusion. Since Taoist Xuandian eliminated the dangers of several states, the days are very peaceful now. The people don't have to worry about it, and their lives are gradually getting better.

And they don't have to be afraid of being caught, they can go back to their own homes, but people's words are scary. Some nuns returned home and couldn't stand the strange looks of the neighbors around them, so they went back to the mountains.

After all, in the eyes of those people, a girl who has been caught for so long can still be innocent. I'm afraid she has suffered very miserable torture. Although the neighbors are very sympathetic, there is still something strange in their sympathy.

So, it's better to go back to the mountains and practice with the nun.

"The master is coming, the master is coming." A young nun put down the bucket and ran towards the temple, shouting as she ran.

"Master is very popular here." Lin Fan said with a grin.

Gui Wudao: "I am an old friend of Master Xue. They all know me. There is no need to welcome or not welcome me."

The young nuns around came over and saluted respectfully.

There were some gossips circulating in their small Taoist circle, that is, Master and Master seemed to have some intention, but neither of them pointed it out, which made them a little anxious.

After all, in their opinion, Master was mature and steady, and had a good character. If it really worked out, it would definitely be a good match, okay?

Women all like exciting things. It is normal for ordinary men and women to love each other, but love with special identities would be earth-shattering and stirring.

Taboo love sounds very exciting.

When they all focused their eyes on the master, a nun saw Lin Fan and seemed to be thinking about something, and asked: "Excuse me, are you Taoist Master Xuan Dian?"

"I am Xuan Dian, and I meet all Taoist friends." Lin Fan smiled.

Ah!

There was an exclamation.

The young nuns all turned their eyes to Lin Fan.

"Master, we have heard about your deeds a long time ago. You killed Wuwang and beheaded the Holy Mother, and benefited the people of the world. Now the world is so peaceful, thanks to you."

"Yes, yes, when you came to Xue'an Village, I was the one who led you up the mountain."

Faced with the admiration of the young nuns, Lin Fan was very calm and just faced them with a smile.

Master Guiwu on the side was a little disappointed.

Clearly, their eyes were on him just now, how could he be robbed of the limelight.

He used to envy his fellow Taoist from the bottom of his heart that he had two demons to flatter him, and he also wanted to find a disciple to follow, but he never met a suitable one. As for keeping demons around, it was absolutely not allowed. How could a monk have a female demon following him?

Besides, it would be very bad to be seen by someone.

So, he gave up the idea, but now he looked at the situation in front of him and felt a little envious.

"Master, the nun must have been waiting for a long time. Let's go." Lin Fan saw a little problem from the expressionless face of the master, and felt that there was no need to make the master envious.

They were all family members, so there was no need to kill each other.

"Okay." Master Guiwu nodded.

After saying goodbye to many young nuns, they came to the place where the nun practiced.

Lin Fan signaled the master to speak, and it was time to notify.

Guiwu shook his head and said, "I am a poor monk..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened, and the nun had already pushed the door open impatiently, but when she saw that there was not only the master outside, but also Taoist Xuandian, she slammed the door shut again, and then a very impatient sound came from inside.

Lin Fan was stunned, his eyes widened, looking at the closed door, and then looked at Master Guiwu.

He rubbed his eyes and shook his head.

He was not wrong, he should not be wrong.

The one who just opened the door must be the blood nun, her appearance changed drastically, just like the reality he saw.

Smile like a flower, fair skin, beautiful face, round oval face.

At this time, the door opened, no one was there, but a voice came.

"Master, Taoist priest, please come in."

Lin Fan looked at Gui Wu, "Master, was it an illusion just now?"

"Amitabha."

The two walked into the scent of incense, and Master Xue sat cross-legged on the futon, looking dignified and peaceful, and her appearance was still the appearance after absorbing the evil air.

"Master, how are you recently?" Lin Fan asked.

Master Xue said: "Thank you for your concern, I am fine. Since we parted in Nanbu City, you have become more sophisticated."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'd like to ask Nun Tai to help me and send me the Golden Buddha to help me suppress my inner demons. Otherwise, I really don't know what would happen."

Nun Tai Xue said, "You are killing demons for the people of the world. How can I stand by and watch?"

After a simple exchange, the main field was handed over to the master and the nun.

"Nun Tai."

"Master."

Greetings without emotions are often inextricably linked. The so-called forced disguise is often the easiest to expose.

Lin Fan and the master sat cross-legged on the futon.

Master Guiwu said, "Nun Tai, I came here this time to use the Golden Buddha and fellow Taoist Xuandian to kill the Holy Father. Now that the Five Hopes and the southern part of the Huangtian Sect have been eliminated by fellow Taoist Xuandian, the Holy Father is the only one left to harm the world."

Nun Tai Xue said, "The Golden Buddha was borrowed by the master to suppress the inner demons. Now that the master wants to use the Golden Buddha to deal with the evil demons, it should be returned."

"Amitabha, thank you, Nun Tai." Guiwu said.

Lin Fan, who was sitting on the side, felt bored. The conversation between the two sides was like a machine, without any emotion.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan said worriedly: "Master, this trip is more dangerous than good. The power of the Holy Father is so terrifying. I went to the Northern Territory some time ago and met the great demon Gu Xingyun. He said that the Holy Father is unfathomable and wants to sacrifice the lives of the living to break through the perfection of Qi Refining and reach the supreme foundation building realm."

"Therefore, the master and I have to face it. Once he takes action, it will be a disaster for the living. If the master and I die unfortunately, I hope that the master will make plans early. It is best to leave this place and go to a place where no one is. "

After speaking, Lin Fan frowned and covered his stomach, "Not good, I'm in a hurry, my stomach is churning, I'll be back soon."

He got up and left, leaving Master Guiwu in a mess in the wind. Why did this word sound so familiar and familiar?

Lin Fan took a deep breath as he walked out of the door, and couldn't help but smile. When he said this, he clearly noticed that the nun's eyes had changed.

The nun's ability to manage emotions was not as high as that of the master.

So the problem could still be seen.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts." Lin Fan deliberately made a sound, and then pressed down the footsteps, da da da... gradually disappeared from near to far, and then squatted down, pressed down the footsteps, and slowly moved closer to the door step by step, with his face sideways, his ears erect, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

He had said so much.

He didn't believe that the nun could still say something without being sincere.

No matter how high a person's Taoism is, the gossip heart must be burning.

No one can escape it.

Inside the house.

Gui Wu was really speechless about Xuan Dian. He didn't expect that fellow Taoist Xuan Dian would actually do something bad, but no matter how the nun changed, her appearance was still the appearance he had remembered.

"Master..." Gui Wu wanted to tell the truth and not listen to Xuan Dian's nonsense. Although this time was dangerous, it was not as dangerous as he said. Even if he could not kill him, he could still escape unscathed.

But it was obvious that women were all emotional. Master Xue raised her hand to interrupt Gui Wu's words, "Do you still call me Master?"

Lin Fan, who was sticking to the door, smirked, with light in his eyes.

Interesting.

Do you still call me Master?

There are many meanings in this sentence.

He continued to eavesdrop, eavesdropped hard, he wanted to peek out the ultimate secret between Gui Wu and Master Xue.

"Master, what are you doing squatting here in a sneaky way... Oh no, what's wrong with you?" A young nun passing by said.

I go...

Lin Fan stood up and said calmly: "It's okay, you go and get busy."

Creak!

The door opened.

Gui Wu looked at Xuan Dian and was really speechless. For any practitioner, how could he not know what was going on around him.

He really didn't regard the poor monk as an outsider.

"Daoyou, are you okay?" Guiwu asked.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Very well, very well, how is the conversation between the master and the nun?"

Guiwu held the golden Buddha.

"It's time to go."

"Oh."

Lin Fan was quite disappointed that the gossip was just far away.