“I’m looking for Daoist Lingwu.” Lin Mumu replied straightforwardly.

“You are Fellow Daoist Lin, right? Who is this?”

“I’m her friend.” Qiu Jun said casually.

“Please benefactors, my master and Daoist Lingwu are waiting for you in the main hall.”

Afterwards, Lin Mumu and Qiu Jun were welcomed into the temple.

The two young monks just welcomed them in, pointed to the direction of the main hall to Lin Mumu, then closed the door again and exited.

Hearing the clanging sound of the temple door closing again behind them, Qiu Jun was a little puzzled: “Sister-in-law, does your master have a grudge against this Jinshan Temple? Why do they treat guests like this? At least, they sent us in.”

“Abbot Jueming is deliberately testing my formation skills.” Lin Mumu smiled lightly.

“Formation? Aigoo, second sister-in-law, you are too powerful, you even know formation.” Qiu Jun didn’t feel nervous about being caught in a formation at all, he only showed the excitement that belonged to young people, excitement, so excited!

Such a sister-in-law who was strong in Taoism, had a smart mind, good grades, able to make money, and understood formations, could only be matched with his second brother who was the most handsome and strongest in the universe, right?

“You still know formations? Then you lead the way?” Seeing Qiu Jun’s excitement, Lin Mumu thought she could be lazy.

“Ah?” Qiu Jun was dumbfounded: “Sister-in-law, you should lead the way, if you have to fight then you can find me, formation, you know me, I don’t know it.”

Lin Mumu was not surprised, and threw the snow-white Baozi in her arms casually to Qiu Jun: “Hold Baozi well, and don’t let go. If we get separated, Baozi will guide you to find me.”

“I’ll follow my sister-in-law and I won’t get separated.”

Qiu Jun’s words, a few minutes later, he wanted to swallow it back.

Because instead of the Daxiong Palace that seemed to be right in front of him, Lin Mumu actually took him in a direction that was irrelevant.

Then he followed along. After walking two steps, Lin Mumu disappeared in front of Qiu Jun’s eyes.

Fortunately, he still had Baozi in his hand, Baozi was most familiar with Lin Mumu’s breath, and by looking for Lin Mumu, he quickly rescued Qiu Jun.

That’s why Lin Mumu deliberately stopped to wait for him.

“Follow closely.” Lin Mumu was afraid that Qiu Jun would get lost and waste time, so she simply grabbed his arm.

On the road ahead, Qiu Jun was a little confused, but he felt nothing else.

He just thought that the formation seemed to be quite easy to break?

His sister-in-law had only been gone for more than ten minutes, and she had already arrived.

Wasn’t it just taking some detours and twists and turns.

“Lin Daoyou taught a good apprentice.” In the treasure hall, two monks sat facing each other, each holding a chess piece.

“Acceptance, acquiescence!” Professor Lin was wearing a Taoist robe at this time, holding a whisk in his hand, with an immortal-like expression on his face, he looked just like an old immortal walking down from a painting.

Not too old, at least his hair was not grey, just middle-aged.

The old monk sitting opposite him was also dressed in cassock[1], with Cheng Liang’s bald head, and he did not give in at all.

The two really felt like they were evenly matched.

This was what Lin Mumu and Qiu Jun saw when they pushed the door open.

“Are you not injured?” Lin Mumu stared at Lin Daoyou, every time he went out to fool people, he always dressed like this!

“Who can hurt me?” The old man looked surprised.

“Not sick?”

“Where is there an apprentice like you who is cursing her master for being sick?” When Taoist Master Lingwu faced Lin Mumu, he immediately couldn’t hold the persona of an eminent monk. He couldn’t control his mouth, and couldn’t help but want to say something to Lin Mumu.

“Very well, I understand. You did it on purpose, see you later!” Lin Mumu was really pissed off by this old guy!