Zhao Yun and Zhang Miao were still reluctant to part, but Lingsu urged them to go on their way. She had no choice but to harden her heart and break free from Zhang Miao's warm embrace. She said, "Sister Miao, take care!" She did not dare to look at her sad expression. She closed her eyes and stepped into the circle of light.
As soon as she entered the circle, she felt dizzy and there seemed to be the sound of galloping horses in her ears. When Zhao Yun opened her eyes, Sister Miao was nowhere to be seen! There was no longer a jade face, no longer a delicate fragrance. There was only a vast expanse of chaotic clouds in his eyes.
Zhao Yun did not know where she was and did not know where the Lingyun Temple was. She was like a lonely boat that was being manipulated by the wind.
About four hours later, Zhao Yun suddenly felt her body tremble. It was as if she had regained control of her body. Her body fell rapidly and fell to the ground.
Zhao Yun shouted, "Ah!" All the blood in her body immediately gathered in her head. She lost her balance and felt indescribably uncomfortable. His body fell faster and faster. Just as he was about to fall to the ground and shatter into pieces, an auspicious cloud suddenly caught him at the right time and firmly supported him.
Zhao Yun calmed herself down and saw that she was already standing on the ground. The circle of light under her feet shrank rapidly until it disappeared. She heard the sound of reading and could not help but wonder, "This is the Lingyun Temple?"
She was on a flat ground. Plants grew around her and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. It must be a famous mountain. After taking a few steps, she raised her head slightly and saw a large hall in the sky that was surrounded by clouds.
It was majestic and magnificent. It looked down on the world and looked down on thousands of sects. After the large hall, there were several small halls. They were like stars surrounding the moon. They were all ingenious and difficult to be created by humans.
"Is this the Lingyun Temple?" Zhao Yun quickened her pace and went to the top of the mountain. The Snow Abalone Pill and the Ruo Wood Pill, these two great spiritual medicines circulated throughout his body. Although his right arm was broken, his body was already fine, and even his strength had been restored.
About an hour later, Zhao Yun arrived at the top of the mountain. Seeing the majestic palace hall, which was simple and unadorned, she knew it must be a place with profound skills. There was hope for her to learn martial arts, so she was overjoyed and walked towards the main hall.
'Clang clang!' The treasured sword was unsheathed. The receptionist reprimanded, "Who are you? How dare you barge into the Lingyun Temple? "
Zhao Yun didn't know etiquette, so she couldn't help but be stunned. However, she saw the two Daoist priests waving their swords to block her path. She said angrily, "Why are you stopping me!? I want to see Taoist Ziwei. Get out of my way. "
The two Daoists looked at each other and smiled. One of them laughed and said, "What an ignorant brat! So be it. Seeing that you're just a child, I'll forgive you. " He stretched out a fat hand and raised it slightly. He winked at Zhao Yun and said with a smile, "The abbot is still in seclusion. We'll report to him later."
Zhao Yun didn't know what he meant, but he made her wait. She was irritated and said angrily, "I want to see Taoist Ziwei immediately." She was about to rush forward.
Zhao Yun had never begged anyone in his life. His parents satisfied all his desires, so why would he have to beg?
Therefore, he didn't understand the principle of 'if you have a request, you have to be polite to others'. He was full of anger and didn't know when to advance or retreat. Instead, he acted as if others had a request for him. This was also because of the environment. Even if he suffered thoroughly, it was difficult to change.
The receptionist saw that the person who came didn't know how to behave. Not only did he not know how to behave, but he was also overbearing. He was furious. Many rich and powerful sects didn't dare to be impudent to them. This ignorant brat actually dared to act like this. He really didn't want to live anymore.
He also saw that Zhao Yun was travel-worn and had a broken arm. He didn't have any upbringing, so he assumed that he didn't have any background. He was at ease and dared to stab with his sword.
Zhao Yun's body leaned forward. Two green swords rushed at her from her left and right. She hurriedly dodged and the two swords immediately missed. Zhao Yun was furious and roared, "Good boy, you dare to sneak attack me!" She didn't hold back. She exerted force with one hand and poured her strength into it, attacking the person on the left.
The two receptionists shouted in unison, "You don't know life from death. You actually came to Lingyun Temple to be impudent!" Before they finished speaking, the Taoist on the left suddenly felt numbness in his hand. It was actually Zhao Yun who reached out and hit his wrist as fast as lightning. He was in great pain. His hand loosened and the treasured sword fell to the ground.
Zhao Yun hurriedly picked up the green sword and laughed, "You dare to block my way with such little ability."
Although the receptionist's Dao was weak, he was only caught off guard and was hit by Zhao Yun. He was ashamed and angry and shouted, "Shixiong, what are you waiting for? Use the Dragon-binding Rope! "
The person on the right came back to his senses and laughed wildly, "Even a grain of rice can shine!" He put away the treasured sword, put his palms together and said, "Immeasurable Deity." Suddenly, the golden light shone brightly and decorated the receptionist luxuriously.
Zhao Yun was still feeling proud when she saw the Taoist covered in golden light. She knew it was a magic weapon and panicked, "Oh no!" She hurriedly retreated.
"Boom!"
A ray of golden light shot out like wind and thunder. It surged like a tide and turned into an eight zhang long azure dragon. Its head was angry and the dragon roared wildly. Zhao Yun couldn't dodge in time. The azure dragon had already surrounded Zhao Yun and coiled around her tightly.
Zhao Yun's whole body was bound. She tried her best to struggle, but she felt that ten thousand jin of strength was like a stone sinking into the sea. She was dizzy and powerless. How could she break free? The azure dragon turned into a long rope and tied Zhao Yun into a big meat dumpling. It was hilarious.
The receptionist ran over and grabbed Zhao Yun's hair with one hand. He pulled her up high and laughed loudly, "Look at how arrogant you are, pretending to be an expert!"
Hair was connected to the heart. Zhao Yun was in so much pain that she wished she was dead. She glared and scolded, "Stinky Taoist, how dare you torture me! If you have the ability, don't use magic weapons. "
When the two receptionists heard her words, they were stunned. Then, they laughed wildly as if they were about to cry. "Don't use magic weapons? Did this brat eat shit? It's really fun. "They exerted strength in their hands and threw Zhao Yun fiercely. Her body split apart and her internal organs were messed up.
The person on the left said, "Senior Martial Brother, how should we deal with this brat?"
The Taoist on the right said, "This brat is so hateful. He only has one hand. Why don't we be merciful and just chop off his left hand? Hahaha. "
"Senior Martial Brother is really merciful. Forget it. I also understand the meaning of the heavens. Forgive this brat." He also laughed.
What a good receptionist. He secretly chanted an incantation, and the Dragon-binding Rope floated in front of the two people with Zhao Yun. The receptionist raised his green sword and laughed sinisterly. "Brat, you don't know what's good for you. Fortunately, I'm merciful. Otherwise, hehe." He then cut off Zhao Yun's left arm.
Zhao Yun was dizzy from the fall and was in constant pain. Seeing the green sword slashing over, she had nowhere to hide. She could only straighten her body and said angrily, "If I'm still alive, I'll definitely make you pay with your blood."
The receptionist had a look of disdain. "You? You're not even fit to carry my shoes? "The green sword did not hesitate and got closer.
Seeing that the treasured sword was about to cut off Zhao Yun's left arm, a green light flew out from nowhere. It was clear and loud, and it lifted something heavy as if it was light. It blocked the tip of the sword.
The Taoist receptionist felt his arm go numb and lost his strength. The sword could not cut down and he cursed, "Which son of a b * tch dares to stop me?" As soon as he said that, he suddenly thought of a person. He immediately woke up from a dream and hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground. He pleaded, "Changfeng didn't know that Sect Master was coming. He spoke rudely. Death! Death!"
When the receptionist at the side saw the green light, he was also frightened. He was distracted and knelt for a long time. "Sect Master, please forgive us for offending you. Changzhen is willing to accept the death penalty. "
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