The guards of the temple retreated from the hall, looking at each other.
"Then shall we go to Lingma now?"
"That person has already left, shouldn't he come again?"
"I don't think it's necessarily. You didn't hear his tone of voice. It's as if this Diyin Mountain belongs to him, and we all came up. I think he will come up sooner or later."
"Then you have to tell Grandma Ling, or else he will come again in the future, or should we stop it? We are not that person's opponent either."
Not only is it not an opponent, it can't even stop others a few steps.
That person seemed to be able to kill them with a shot, and they were simply overwhelmed by their ability to block.
"Then go find Grandma Ling."
On the other side of the courtyard made of black stone, a deep gully seemed to have been smashed out by a giant axe. Looking down, it seemed as if it had smashed directly under the entire Diyin Mountain. The mountain walls are almost vertical, and there are no plants growing.
On this gully, a stone bridge with black stone and guardrails was built, about ten meters long.
If you look down when you walk on the bridge to the middle section, you may feel that the soles of your feet are cold and hairy. Fortunately, there are guardrails. Otherwise, if the wind is strong, you will be afraid of being blown directly down the bridge.
If this place is in the early morning of autumn and winter, there will be mist and light clouds passing under the bridge, and people walking on the bridge will be like a fairy bridge in the sky.
On the other side of the bridge, there was a courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, which looked quiet and elegant, completely different from the black stone courtyard on the other side of the bridge.
The one who lives in this blue brick courtyard is Lingma.
Grandma Ling is the little sister of the palace master. At first they thought Grandma Ling was the wife of the palace master, and they thought Grandma Ling was an old woman who looked like a good match with the palace master. After all, this name sounds like that.
Until I saw Lingma.
At this time, in the garden of the yard, a middle-aged glamorous woman in a sky-blue dress was watering the flowers. Her figure was just right and plump, her skin was white enough to glow, her face was a perfect goose face, her facial features were bright and she was a woman. She looked at a woman who remembered the word "lively and fragrant".
It looked like he was only in his forties.
But these temple guards did not dare to look at this woman with straight eyes—
She is Lingma.
"The little ones have seen Grandma Ling."
"What are you doing here?" Grandma Ling glanced at them, "Didn't I tell you that there is nothing wrong, people on your side shouldn't cross the Xianyun Bridge and come here?"
The fairy cloud bridge separates the front mountain and the back mountain.
The front mountain is the site of the Lord of the Palace, and the back mountain is the site of the Lingmao.
"Lingmao, it is the main young people of the temple who came here. Today, a person came to Diyin Mountain, which is amazing..."
These people rushed to tell the story of the matter again, and with a bang, the watering pot in Lingma's hand fell to the ground, and her beautiful eyes burst into excitement.
"It's him, it must be Mo Wuqing, it must be him back!"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Is it the little uncle of Diyin Mountain?"
Is there any connection between the young master and Lingma
But after Lingma was excited, she couldn't help but laughed up to the sky, "Great, he really came back, I know he won't die so soon, and it's not in vain for me to raise so many people, so For many years, they have not been allowed to die easily. With them, I will have the confidence to negotiate terms with Mo Wu, hahaha!"
Everyone shuddered when thinking of those "alive" people.
Those people, or are the grandmothers relying on to negotiate terms with others
In fact, what exactly is Lingma going to do all these years
"Where's the person? Do you know where he went?" Lingma asked another person immediately after being excited.
"I don't know, he seems to have something suddenly happened, and he left immediately."
"Humph." Lingma shook him away, and suddenly grabbed the void with her right hand. She had been standing in the corner like a dead person and was sucked in front of her by her technique.
"Go, check Mo Wuqing's whereabouts."