Wang Tuzi, who provided clues before, felt the rain of spiritual energy falling on his body. At first, itchy all over his body, and then it was unspeakable.

It's like taking a bath.

Not only himself, but also his beastly pet vulture.

Originally, Wang Tuzi's animal pet was seriously injured in his early years. Not only did he not recover from his old illness, but he often had to eat carrion, so he also accumulated a lot of corpse poison in his body.

Vultures are scavengers, and it would be fine if they had not been injured, but the corpse poison could not be suppressed under the injury. There are often times in these years that there are many times of pain. Not only is his beast pet suffering, but Wang Tuzi was also implicated because of the power of the blood contract, and his appearance became so hideous and terrifying.

The toxins in the body of a person and a beast have accumulated for a long time, and it looks so strange, but at this moment they are covered in spiritual rain. The original old disease and the corpse poison in their body are gradually getting better.

Not only Wang Tuzi, but also the old turtle was trembling with his fingers. He was treated by Shang'er before. Although he succeeded by chance, his animal pet was still very weak and dry.

But under this spiritual rain, not only the old turtle felt like it was reborn, but the big turtle, whose beast pet, was now stretching its clothes on the back, tilting its head, and enjoying the rain of rebirth.

And as visible to the naked eye, the size of this turtle beast is gradually getting bigger.

It was originally only the size of a washbasin, but it grew to more than half a person in a short time, and it would be no problem to sit three or five people on their backs.

How could the old turtle not be excited to see this scene?

Mrs. Guiying came over at this time and said, "This is the curator's magical power. In my opinion, there is something that the curator can't do in the world."

The lady Guiying, the man carrying the coffin and the old turtle were both five immortals in the Nanling Mountains. They were sympathetic to brothers and sisters at that time, but later they encountered disasters. Five of them died and four were injured. Many years have passed since they were neither human nor ghosts nor ghosts. If it were not for the curator's treatment by chance, at least the man carrying the coffin would not have survived now, and the man carrying the coffin might have died.

This is the first time that Lao Bi has seen the director. He is also excited at this moment, but he thinks of an old past.

"Ghost Infant, Old Coffin, do you still remember the legend of Taoist Lord back then?"

Taoist?

Hearing these two words, the evil masters present were stunned.

As long as you are an evil master, how can you not know the Taoist master? The list of evil masters that has been circulated for hundreds of years was founded by Taoist masters. In the evil masters, Taoist master is like a ancestor, and was even listed as the number one master in the world hundreds of years ago.

"Daojun, I always showed my masks back then, and now the director is the same. Is there any connection between the two?" Lao Bi was so heartbroken that he said whatever he thought of, and asked at this moment.

After all, it happened hundreds of years ago. Even the evil masters present, even those with great reputations on the list of evil masters, actually have not seen Taoist kings.

But there are indeed many legends about Taoist lords.

"I have also heard of this. I have also seen a portrait of Daojun. He is indeed wearing a mask of Taoism, but no one has seen his true appearance." An evil master also spoke at this time.

Dao literal mask.

The white wood base and black ink are written with the word "Dao" on it. It was called Dao Jun back then because of this literal mask.

"It should be just a coincidence. The curator's mask is covered with beast patterns." Black Crow said at this time, and everyone nodded when they heard it. After all, although Daojun is very famous among the evil masters, he is a figure from hundreds of years ago. Compared with such legendary figures, the curator is more real.

"Everyone, although Wang Tuzi had a clue before, he still doesn't know whether it is true or not. The white ape is the first level of the director's disciple. Now he is missing. After we get a rain of spiritual energy, we go to help find the clues. If there is any news, we will immediately communicate whether there is any or not." Mrs. Guiying suggested at this time, and everyone responded naturally.

Seeing this, the monks of Daluo Temple were eager to do so. This group of evil masters could disperse. In addition, their monks holding seals should be with the white ape. As long as they find the white ape, they can also find the monks holding seals.

After everyone here agreed, they dispersed.

At the same time, Lin Jin had already stepped into the "Qilong Town".

This is the intersection of the three continents, and it is a very important place. It belongs to a medium-level kingdom here. However, this medium-level kingdom is not strong, and the walls of Qilong Town are also dilapidated. If it weren't for the merchants who would have passed through this place frequently, I'm afraid that even this small town would not exist.

The soldiers guarding the city were very energetic. Although their armor was old, they were also solemn, with sharp blades and long spears with cold light.

Lin Jin was wearing a mask and holding a six-tailed fox. Not to mention Dahuang, he said that he was too conspicuous now, so Lin Jin used a trick when he entered the city.

Ordinary people can't see him at all.

Qilong Town is not big, and it only takes a moment to pass through it. If you walk the entire town once, it will be more than half an hour, and if you take a shorter journey like Lin Jin.

After entering the city, Lin Jin knew that the little white ape that Wang Tuzi had said before was the white ape.

Because in my arms, I smelled the remaining demonic aura of the white ape.

Although it is weak, it is 100% certain that it is a white ape.

This made Lin Jin feel energetic and he became even more alert. According to what Wang Tuzi said, the white ape was tied to his neck by an old Taoist priest with a rope, just like a dog.

In addition, Monk Zhiyin followed behind.

There are several possibilities. One is that the old Taoist priest has great skills and has subdued the white ape and the Zhiyin and coerced them; the other is that the old Taoist priest and the Zhiyin monk are birds of a feather, and the two joined forces to abduct the white ape.

In Lin Jin's opinion, these two possibilities are the greatest. No matter which one, it means that the other party's methods are not bad. It is estimated that they are at least the first-level monk masters in Daluo Temple.

Have to be careful.

Following the smell, Shang'er guided the forest to a wine shop in the city.

There were not many drinkers in the wine shop, and there were only a few tables but most of them were free. On one of the tables, there was a piece of rice paper, pressed with a wine glass, and a pen was placed next to it.

There is the aura of a white ape on it, not to mention Shang'er, even Lin Jin can feel it.

Lin Jin walked up to take a look and frowned.

There are a few lines of words written on the paper.

This word has magic power and is not visible to ordinary people, but when Lin Jin has such cultivation, he can naturally see it clearly.

What surprised Lin Jin was not the other party's method, but the words left by the other party.

"Looking south to Guzhe Mountain, wash tea and warm cups to welcome guests, and the Taoist keeps books!"

Although he did not say who left it for, Lin Jin knew that it was left for himself.

Not only these two lines of characters, but also because of the pen placed next to it, the brush strokes are made of white ape's hair, no wonder the demonic aura of white ape is left on it.
Chapter completed!