Soon, Li Xiuyuan found a group file suitable for Chen Liang's cultivation.

"Let me do this, I will pass on you a set of swordsmanship. If you learn it, go to Lingyin Temple to find me, and I will let you be my lay disciple."

Chen Liang looked happy and excited, "Thank you, Master, I will definitely learn it."

Li Xiuyuan walked up to Chen Liang, pointed his finger at his eyebrows, and gave him the set of [Phantom Sword Technique] in the group file.

This sword technique was uploaded by Ye Gucheng. Now Ye Gucheng has become a sword fool, and he mainly practices swords every day.

Don’t underestimate the [Phantom Sword Technique] he uploaded just now. He was based on the previous martial arts of the kingly power, Lu Xiaofeng and Li Xuanyuan, and combined with the martial arts of the previous ones, and it was even better than his unique move, Feixian from the Sky.

A moment passed, and Li Xiuyuan withdrew his hand.

"Chen Liang, you should pay attention that this set of sword techniques is called [Phantom Sword Technique]. There is only one priority in the move, that is, fast, ruthless and accurate. Colleague, you must have absolute control over the sword in your hand and make it your right-hand man."

"Master, you are so amazing. You actually know that I have a phantom sword, which was brought to me by Bai Ling."

......So, is this a coincidence?

"Okay, you go back first. If you can practice it, you can become my lay disciple." Li Xiuyuan waved.

In Li Xiuyuan's opinion, Chen Liang is not so easy to learn this swordsmanship.

Ye Gucheng must have spent a lot of effort and combined it to avoid countless disadvantages.

After all, Chen Liang has never practiced before, so he definitely has no advantages.

But he forgot that Chen Liang was with Bai Ling.

Even if it is just a soul, it is still contaminated with the breath of Bai Ling.

The nine-tailed Heavenly Fox has always been favored by God and is the favorite of God.

No matter how difficult the matter is, it is not too difficult in front of them.

After Chen Liang gave a greeting, he quickly left, with only three monks left in the alley.

"Uncle Daoji, I don't understand at all. Can you tell me?" Biqing asked with his head tilted.

"Oh? What's the problem with Xiao Biqing?" Li Xiuyuan touched Biqing's little bald head.

"It's just that your hand is like a fortune teller. You will know that there is a blacksmith on the East Street, and you will know that he is willing to marry Miss Chen. Why is that?" Biqing looked admiring, "Is Uncle Ji the same like those fortune tellers?"

......fortune teller?

There is no better description, such as a higher-end master?

Li Xiuyuan pursed her lips and sighed helplessly, not to be as knowledgeable as a child.

"Biqing, Master is called being able to calculate and calculate. It means standing by their side and being able to calculate the cause and effect of their past and present lives. But this is very labor-intensive, so I just calculated a little bit simple. That is, whether Chen Shishi's past has ever been connected with others."

Biqing suddenly realized, "It turns out that Uncle Master calculated that there was a cause and effect between Miss Chen and the Blacksmith Han, which led to this marriage? But isn't this what the fortune teller did?"

......

Guangliang looked disdainful, "Biqing, how could you say that your uncle is a fortune teller?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded, patted Guangliang on the shoulder, and leaned against him.

"Look, Biqing, see how good your master is to speak, you have to learn a little." As he said that, he looked at Guangliang again, "Senior brother, I can't see that you are still protecting me like this. I am really touched."

"Oh, I understand." Biqing lowered his head and said that he was wrong.

Guangliang glanced at Li Xiuyuan, pushed him away from him, and patted the dust that did not exist on his shoulder.

This is not the end. He even took several steps back, as if he didn't want to stand with Li Xiuyuan.

"Biqing, too, is it that your uncle is a fortune teller? He is obviously a liar in the world, hum."

......A scammer?

Li Xiuyuan rolled up the sleeves of the bad monk's robe and rushed to Guangliang.

Biqing hurriedly hugged Li Xiuyuan's waist, "Uncle Daoji, don't be impulsive, my temple master is joking with you. Come on, laugh, just laugh, let's laugh, it's time to go to Baima Temple."

Isn’t this what he said to comfort Biqing just now? Now Biqing returns it to him?

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, whom is bypassed by the heaven!

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan really felt that he could not talk nonsense in the future.

Look, Biqing is completely effortless to learn.

Suddenly, Li Xiuyuan felt a familiar prompt sound, and this was the system task.

System, "Please go to White Horse Temple immediately to save innocent people. Please open the live broadcast of the group during the process."

"Okay OK, let go, let go, let's go to White Horse Temple." Li Xiuyuan was helpless.

In fact, he didn't really want to beat Guangliang, he just wanted to scare him.

After all, with his current cultivation level, it is really embarrassing to bully an ordinary fat monk.

The three of them walked all the way to White Horse Temple, but they were still peaceful on the way.

When they arrived at White Horse Temple, Guangliang took out the invitation and the three of them were arranged in a small yard.

It was already dark, Li Xiuyuan was not sleepy, Guangliang and Biqing were already asleep, and he was wandering in the White Horse Temple.

White Horse Temple is an ancient temple with many pilgrims.

When Li Xiuyuan and the other two arrived in the evening, there were still many pilgrims who did not leave and knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

It looked particularly quiet and solemn under the hazy night fog, like a silhouette floating above a floating cloud.

When he came earlier, Li Xiuyuan did not observe the temple carefully.

Now, I always feel a little unexpectedly cold.

Logically speaking, such an ancient large temple should not have such a situation.

Incense is always in full bloom during the day, and there are many people coming and going. The yang energy is extremely sufficient. With the vows of sentient beings, there will never be coldness.

So there must be something wrong with this White Horse Temple.

Even if the system doesn't say anything, Li Xiuyuan can guess that the White Horse Temple is not clean.

However, the conference will be held in three days, so there is time to check what is wrong.

Li Xiuyuan walked along a path to the east of the temple.

After a whole night, Li Xiuyuan didn't find anything wrong, so he had to find a step to sit down.

The sky gradually brightens.

It happened that a tall monk passed by Li Xiuyuan.

He had a pretty face. Seeing Li Xiuyuan sitting on the steps, he stopped, looked at Li Xiuyuan, folded his hands together, looking very friendly.

But why did this tall monk stop?

I'm afraid it's inseparable from Li Xiuyuan's dress, mainly because his clothes are too alternative.

"Amitabha Buddha, the little monk's name is Mingyuan. This junior brother, I wonder which temple you are practicing in?"

"Senior brother is polite. I am practicing in Lingyin Temple."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and slowly stood up, looking at Mingyuan in front of him.

Suddenly, his face paused and the smile on his face became restrained.
Chapter completed!