Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Brother Li, what's the matter with you? Seeing that Li Huowang's expression was a little off, Ling Miao subconsciously clenched Li Huowang's hand.

Li Huowang shook his head with a smile, It's nothing, I think I'm going to leave the customs soon, and I'm a little worried about the boundaries outside, let's go, let's go together to help the Lu family dismantle the table, and leave as soon as possible.

Li Huowang said so, but his eyes were cold, and his temper was becoming more and more like Dan Yangzi.

This change sent chills down Li Huowang's spine, and after contacting that Dan Yangzi seen by others was himself, the conjecture at that time was no longer just a conjecture, but gradually becoming a reality.

If it's just a personality, that's all. Li Huowang is even more worried that he will change over time and completely become Dan Yangzi himself.

If this is the case, everything before makes sense. Dan Yangzi is not protecting me, but protecting himself!

Thinking of this possibility, Li Huowang's heart began to feel a little irritable. If there was anyone he hated the most in this world, then the old lunatic Dan Yangzi would definitely rank first.

He didn't want to become Dan Yangzi, if so, he would rather die!

Li Huowang even had a sudden impulse in his heart to turn around and go back to Zhengde Temple immediately. No matter what hardships he will encounter later, let those monks hold the Pudu Lent first, and deal with Danyangzi first.

But this is just thinking about it. It’s okay to say that you didn’t tear your face before. There is still hope for the two sides to make peace, but when the seven Buddhas were killed by him, I believe that the first time those monks saw him, they might have to be on the spot. to reimburse.

Those monks are not real monks who eat fast and chant Buddha, they can do everything.

Fortunately, according to the previous abbot's description, besides Zhengde Temple, there are other sects, and now I can only find a way from them. What Zhengde Temple can do, other sects can certainly do.

Li Huowang walked to the donkey cart, opened the map and observed carefully.

He hadn't planned to contact those people before, because Zhengde Temple made a bad start.

But now it's impossible not to contact him. Since Zhengde Temple has a way to solve Danyangzi, other sects can do the same.

Although they don't know what they want, it can be seen from their actions that they covet something for themselves.

Is it the heavenly book left by Dan Yangzi? Li Huowang thought to himself.

If I don't want to become Dan Yangzi, I have to find a way from them.

If it doesn't work, just take out that heavenly book and exchange it with them. Li Huowang secretly made this decision in his heart, and this is the only bargaining chip he can offer at the moment.

In Li Huowang's uneasy mood, they finally came to Guankou Town.

This small town is full of businessmen coming and going, some people with different styles of clothing, these are all entering the customs to do business.

Looking at the pass in the distance, Li Huowang looked at Lu Zhuangyuan beside him, Master Lu, it looks like we are going to separate.

Lu Zhuangyuan also bowed his hands to Li Huowang with emotion, Master Xiaodao, you have worked hard. If you were not on this journey, we might not have suffered much.

Naturally, it was impossible for Lu Jiaban to leave the pass. When they reached the pass, they should go back by another road and return to their village.

It is the fate of small theater troupes like them to go back and forth after repairing at home. If they want to get rid of this kind of life of eating and sleeping in the open, the only way is to buy a theater and settle down completely.

Bon voyage, I don't know what Master Xiaodao is going to do, but I will help you succeed immediately! Here are some homemade salted duck eggs, take them to eat on the road.

Lu Xiucai held the jar of salted duck eggs and put it on the donkey cart with a reluctant face.

Let me borrow your good words. If there is a chance in the future, we will watch Lu Jiaban's play again. Let alone, I am really addicted to watching it after watching it over and over again.

After the two sides bid farewell to each other, the donkey cart slowly approached the pass with the newly replenished grain.

Seeing their backs going away, Lu Zhuangyuan puffed on his dry cigarette, lifted it up and hit the head of his little son who was reluctant to part with him.

Don't worry about that girl with white hair. Our small family can't afford to provoke you. Go home and find a matchmaker to tell you about your relatives.

Father, what are you talking about, I don't, I really don't. Under Lu Xiucai's frantic denial, the horse turned and walked towards the bustling street.

Father, why are you so stingy and willing to give him a can of salted duck eggs? Lu Juren, who was holding his daughter, asked curiously.

What kind of nonsense is this? Don't think your father is a stingy person. Remember, you can't save time when you should be picky and generous. This little Daoist is not an ordinary person. If you make friends with him, then our Lu family will also be considered rich. I have a network.

Going around and going around finally came to a critical point. Although the dirt road was still surrounded by forests, Li Huowang felt a little different.

There were not only their group on the road, but also many other carriages, and other people carrying poles.

It is also very easy to distinguish their identities. Looking at the style of clothes, the inside of the pass is the left lapel, and the outside of the pass is the right lapel.

Li Huowang thought for a while, opened Lu Zhuangyuan's jar, and found that it was full of salted duck eggs.

Gouwa on the side leaned over and said in surprise: Duck eggs are valuable these days, and salt is also valuable. The old man Lu Zhuangyuan is really rich.

Li Huowang covered the jar, and his impression of the old man changed a lot.

Don't talk about those useless things, any of you are in the Siqi Kingdom, and you are ready to go home.

Everyone looked at each other, and Xiao Man, who was covered in black hair, raised his right hand and said with a trembling voice, My family is in all directions.

Hearing her say this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone else knew the grievances between her and her parents, and also knew what she planned to do when she returned home.

Miss Xiaoman, how about... Bai Lingmiao was about to persuade her with a troubled face, but was interrupted directly by Li Huowang.

Okay, then you should be familiar with this place. Tell me, what kind of place is this Siqi? Is there any sect like Zhengde Temple?

Xiaoman, whose face was covered by a black bamboo hat, took a deep breath. I don't know. Although I live here, I have never been out of the village once in more than ten years. When I was nine years old, I saw a great dancer at the head of the village.

God of jumping... When the word God was mentioned, Li Huowang felt a little apprehensive for some reason, the God of Joy cast a great shadow over him.

Is there any place where the great dancing gods live together?

No, I heard that the great jumping gods live in their own homes and worship the immortals at home.

Xianjia? Does it have a name? All kinds of weird things in this world flashed through Li Huowang's mind.

Red, yellow, and white Liu Bei, I've heard that there are five different fairy families, but I don't know what they are.