In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

"Senior Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yan, who was quick-witted, immediately noticed the change in Zhang Liang's expression and couldn't help but ask softly.

"In the Taoist temple, there is only one oil lamp that is shining. It is the most common bronze oil lamp. The wick is still there, and it should have been lit half an hour ago." Zhang Liang spoke slowly, his eyes deep!

Mu Yan gazed slightly and lightly clasped her five fingers together.

The silver-frost long sword as smooth as autumn water fell into her palm.

The young man also understood what he meant. He raised his hand slightly, and the ancient jade ring on his fingertips burst into light.

The shadow of the blue dragon appears, and the sense of wind and thunder lingers.

"Bang bang bang-"

Zhang Liang knocked gently on the door and said softly, "We are merchants passing by at night. We missed the inn because we were in a hurry. Therefore, we beg the Taoist priest to open the door and allow us to stay overnight in the Taoist temple to get through the darkness."

As the words rang out, the Taoist temple remained extremely quiet.

creak-

As if because of the remaining strength, the mottled and old bronze door slowly opened.

What caught Zhang Liang's eyes was the collapsed mountain gate.

He walked through the ruins and slowly entered the hall.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment he walked into the dim light, Zhang Liang felt an inexplicable warmth and harmony in his heart, as if he was walking from darkness into the bright day.

All the coldness and gloom suddenly disappeared.

The lights in the Taoist temple were not bright, and were so dim in the dark wilderness.

Even when stepping into the Taoist temple, everything I saw was still so dim and blurry.

But for Zhang Liang, compared to the pitch-black and eerie night, the flickering light in the Taoist temple made him feel extremely warm.

That tranquility and that brightness dissipated some of the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

"I don't know which brother is staying here overnight. We are merchants passing through. We hope we can meet a few of us to facilitate our trip." Zhang Liang said loudly.

His words echoed in the Taoist temple, but no one responded.

The heavy and long bell sound also stopped abruptly at this moment.

At this time, footsteps were heard, coming from far away.

Zhang Liang looked up and saw a Taoist priest in a grey robe.

His face was haggard, his eyes were dull, and it was difficult to tell his age.

He looks young, about thirty years old, but he exudes the air of vicissitudes and time.

Mu Yan looked at the Taoist in front of him.

The Taoist priest looked haggard, with a gaunt and pale face.

  But upon closer inspection, one can still see his outstanding facial features. I guess he must have been a handsome man when he was young, right?

It's a pity that he is now like a dead tree, his spirit is rotten, just like a walking corpse.

In those clear eyes, there was fatigue and weariness that was difficult to conceal.

It's like a clear spring covered by mud and sand.

"Blessings and blessings to the Lord, you can do as you please, don't worry about me." The Taoist priest in gray robes returned the greeting lightly, his words were indifferent, without any sadness or joy. "This Taoist priest must have been an extraordinary person before."

The young man spoke in a low voice with a firm tone, "This Taoist priest seems to be exhausted and as old as a rotten tree in the mountains. However, I can get a glimpse of his past from his behavior. The way he saluted is not the etiquette of a Taoist priest, but the pure etiquette of the underworld."

"More importantly, he is treating us with courtesy as an equal."

"This is an ancient etiquette. When the status gap is too big, people forget their status and only use age to determine the order of turns. Usually, those who perform the ceremony are people of high status and power!"

This is a judgment at a glance.

The young man was able to enter the seventh level of the Free and Easy Heaven Realm at around twenty years old, so he was definitely not a shallow person.

Mu Yan clasped her hands together, and her words were as clear as a stream, and extremely gentle: "Master, please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night. We came here so late at night, fearing that something unexpected might happen in the mountains, and we saw the light shining in your temple, so we came to ask for shelter. Master, please be merciful and allow us to stay for one night."

"The old temple is dilapidated. Please feel free to do as you please." The Taoist remained indifferent.

After Zhang Liang sat down, he took a few breaths, and the paleness on his face faded a little.

He said softly: "Thank you both for your help, otherwise, I would have fallen into the hands of that evil demon."

"Senior Zhang, you are the true disciple of Taoism, why do you appear in the Mandala Heaven?" Mu Yan blinked and asked curiously.

"I followed the orders of my master to travel through the various realms, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. Suddenly I set foot in this realm, and accidentally discovered the plan of the Nine Netherworld Demon Gods, and was hunted down by them." Zhang Liang spoke with a wry smile, and there seemed to be some emotion in his words.

He looked back at the Taoist and said with a faint smile: "Sir, I am also a Taoist. I am sorry for bothering you today. I hope you can forgive me. I don't know your name, but I will definitely repay you generously one day."

"May you be blessed with infinite happiness, there is no need to worry about it. As for me, my Taoist name is Life and Death." The Taoist in gray robe spoke concisely, still as indifferent.

"Thank you, Master Shengsi, for taking us in." Mu Yan said with a playful smile, with a girlish heart.

The young man from the Li family also returned the gift to express his gratitude.

Only Zhang Liang was stunned.

After a long time, he smiled with difficulty and said apologetically: "I hope that the Taoist priest will forgive my previous offense. Your Dharma name is very interesting. It reminds me of a senior in the Taoist history. His story is fascinating, and his ending is sad. I can't help but feel a little more touched. I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me."

"Which Taoist senior? How come I don't know you?" Mu Yan opened his eyes wide, distinguishing black and white clearly.

The young man from the Li family was also quite curious and asked, "To be respected by Senior Zhang Liang so much, he must be no ordinary person, right?"

hehe--

Zhang Liang smiled and said slowly, "That senior achieved the status of a celestial being within a hundred years, and personally killed the rebellious Buddha disciples of Buddhism, changing the existence of the prophecy. It's a pity that after achieving the status of a celestial being, that senior disappeared without a trace in the mortal world, which is really a pity."

"Achieve celestial immortality within a hundred years?" Mu Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.

“Shocking, right? That senior is actually the direct disciple of Tianzun Patriarch.” Zhang Liang said with emotion.

At this time, a hoarse voice sounded:

"May I ask, sir, what era is it now? Who is the current ruler of Yuxu Palace?"

After these words were spoken, the three people present were all stunned.

Zhang Liang looked at the figure and said slowly: "Now, it is the reign of the Human Emperor. The current Human Emperor is the former ruler of the Tang Dynasty."

"As for the person who is in charge of Yuxu Palace now, it is of course Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"What I'm asking is, what was the secular name of Yuanshi Tianzun?" The hoarse voice sounded again, and Zhang Liang could feel the extreme emotion and excitement contained in these short words.

He said slowly: "Chen Xiu!" (End of this chapter)