The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, as if they were about to shake up the quiet town.

"These guys came too slowly."

Xiaoyao Fudao said indifferently.

The fat shopkeeper who was still lying on the ground was secretly shocked: It seemed that he had underestimated the courage and means of this Taoist master, and he did not take the people on the mountain at all.

But it's strange, how could so many knights be dispatched on the mountain at this time? Could it be that something happened? Or, they were coming for scholars and Taoists.

There are two possibilities, but the latter is closer to the facts.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: The other party had already had a fight outside, and it was ridiculous that he wanted to use despicable means to seek money and kill him. He was really seeking death...

"Scholar, sit here for a moment, and then go back."

The Taoist priest said, and stepped forward, stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain, and walked out.

Chen Sanlang believed that his kung fu was fine and had no problem dealing with the knight outside, so he sat down and tapped his fingers on the table.

"Dong!"

This sound seemed to hit the fat shopkeeper's heart, which made him get up, pour tea and water quickly, and smiled with a smile on his face. He must show his diligence. If the scholar is unhappy, his head will be lost at any time. Open a black shop in Sishui Town, and spring and autumn come, he and the two of them will be drugged and beaten with sticks, and their hands are stained with blood. If the judgment is based on the law, it will be enough to kill the head several times.

The tea is pretty good. It seems that the fat shopkeeper "dedicated" his treasured tea.

As soon as he took the first sip, Chen Sanlang heard an angry shout outside the door: "Who are you?"

Without an answer, it was obvious that Xiaoyao Fudao had already taken action at the first time. In an instant, the horse sounded and life screamed. The waves of weapons were swung together, and they were mixed together. They were in chaos.

"Laoshan Taoist priest, you are actually Laoshan Taoist priest!"

Xiaoyao will inevitably use the talisman when he takes action. In this way, a discerning person will know at a glance that he will naturally see through his origins.

These people occupying Laoshan are not ordinary bandits who gather in the mountains and forests. Xiaoyao has already said a little bit on the way, so Chen Sanlang understands the inside story:

The Laoshan lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, but in fact it showed signs of a slight decline a hundred years ago. At this time, the master Xiaoyao was in charge of the Shanmen Taoist temple. He was nearly 150 years old.

Although cultivators say that longevity does not represent longevity. Longevity is the ultimate pursuit of the realm and is also the most difficult goal to achieve. There are many Taoist traditions in the world, and Taoist interpretations are in harmony, and there are countless classic scriptures, but there are very few that can truly explain the mystery of longevity.

Taoist alchemy and Buddhist family cultivate the golden body are all inherited from the same Taoist unification. The two major cultivation routes have been continuously summarized and summarized. The most recognized principle of cultivation is that if you want to live forever, you must have a pure yang magic weapon. Temper it and be consistent with your own body. It can be immortal.

This is simple, but the rareness of magic weapons destined to be difficult for immortality.

Less gossip. Go back to the point, different Taoist traditions naturally have their own advantages and disadvantages. The essence of Laoshan inheritance is above the talismans, and it is not thorough to study immortality. Therefore, the lifespan of several generations of inheritors is only longer than that of ordinary people, but compared with other orthodox inheritances, it seems not enough to read.

For example, in Kunlun, Shushan, and even Qingcheng, many people who have attained enlightenment live for more than 500 years. In Laoshan, three hundred years of life is a major record.

Laoshan has declined and deserted people, which naturally attracted the covetousness of outsiders. Over the past century, it has suffered an attack or impact, either open or secretly.

This aggravated the decline of Taoism. When it was passed down to Xiaoyao's generation, it was already at the end of its strength. It was under such a background that Xiaoyao had to leave Laoshan. The temple was occupied by foreign enemies and many of its savings were looted. However, those cultivators did not stay on Laoshan to open up a new temple, but chose to leave. This is because Laoshan is lacking in origin and outs, and it is not a real blessing in the world.

The cultivator left and left such a place, but it was cheaper for the bandits. Soon a group of strong men entered and occupied the mountain as king, which was so majestic and ferocious.

Forced people to rob their families, kill people and rob people, and make the Laoshan area miserable and tragic. The people who originally lived and worked in peace could not survive. The young and strong, who were capable and able to move, migrated one after another and left their hometowns.

The bandits were fierce, and the Yongzhou side did not sit idly by. They once sent soldiers to suppress the bandits. However, when they came to Laoshan, they were either ambushed by the bandits or rushed directly. They could not resist it, but were killed and injured, with countless casualties.

From this we can see that this group of strong men is powerful and the weakness of Yongzhou's troops.

The leader of the strong man was a Taoist, whose name was "Iron Crown Taoist". It is said that he had learned swords in Shushan, but was abandoned and was abandoned as a bandit. He was good at using a sword, which was indeed amazing. He was surrounded by officers and soldiers many times, but he was killed and ran away by this sword.

The Taoist priest was almost destroyed, the Taoist temple was occupied, and Xiaoyao began his life as a family. Without understanding the situation, Chen Sanlang really didn't expect that this hippie Taoist priest would have such a tragic life experience that could not be looked back on. In the past, he had never mentioned a word.

Now, he has achieved success in his studies and has finally come back and has to come back to get back what belongs to him.

As for what it was, Xiaoyao did not say it, but only explained that it was important. At that time, because of some difficult hidden secrets, he could not take him away.

Chen Sanlang expressed his question: Did those cultivators who invaded Laoshan have not found any searches?

The Taoist priest smiled: "In addition to being proficient in talismans, I have also been very knowledgeable about formation restrictions. If I stay in a hidden formation, I can't get it if I don't know the tricks."

Chen Sanlang did not doubt that Laoshan was so radiant that those cultivators could never turn over many mountains.

The Taoist priest also said that things that can subdue the divine silkworms are also in the same place.

When Chen Sanlang heard this, he was probably a little clear: this is a treasure of Laoshan’s family! The small treasury and other things are the most loving.

Therefore, Lord Chen is quite looking forward to this trip.

When he arrived at the Laoshan area, he saw that the place where the mountains and rivers were originally beautiful and beautiful, and the bandits had already been in a state of chaos, Xiaoyao Fudao was already holding his anger in his heart. Now the fire began to be ignited. He walked out and encountered the knights who were rushing in, and immediately killed him when he met him.

These knights were a team that searched. They were all strong and powerful. However, they wanted to resist the angry Xiaoyao Fudao but they didn't think they could see enough. In just a moment, they were killed and cried and called out to their parents:

"Escape quickly, escape back to the mountain and report to the king to know..."

"God, please spare me!"

A bandit saw the Liuding Liujia Yellow Turban Soldier summoned by Xiaoyao Fudao using the talisman. He was frightened and simply knelt down and begged for mercy.

In the inn, Chen Sanlang didn't sit for long, and had not finished a cup of tea. He was so angry that the black curtain was unveiled, and the Taoist priest stepped in, full of murderous intent.

His Taoist robe was clean, not stained with dust or blood, but Chen Sanlang felt the cathartic anger and murderous aura: You know, Laoshan turned out to be his "home"!

The Taoist priest sat down, poured a pot of tea directly into his mouth, and drank it rumbled.

The fat shopkeeper was pounding his eyes when he saw it. He was not afraid of the murderous aura of the Taoist priest, but felt that this pot of so hot tea was drank into his mouth so roughly. Wouldn't it be that the real "copper teeth and iron teeth" would be safe? With such a forced mouth, he would not have to breathe in hot pot.

After drinking the tea, the Taoist priest breathed: "Soon, they will come down, let's wait."

Chen Sanlang understood what he meant. The next group of people who came would no longer be those ordinary bandits who were domineering but were actually vulnerable. (To be continued...)

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