The white jade disk flies in the blue clouds.
Heaven and man are pure and peaceful.
Perhaps Xiao Mo's sword light was too eye-catching and his sword control speed was too fast. A great swordsman must have appeared, so there were many monks flying in the wind in their respective dojos in various states, wanting to come here to find out.
, after all, there are countless famous sword immortals in the world of Qing Ming. When it comes to sword immortals, Naturally, he still takes the first place.
There are often monks riding the wind in the bright moon here in the Qingming world, and the old bright moon that is now hanging in the sky with Haocai is used as a tourist attraction. Bai Yujing is not too restrictive about this, but the monks cannot be in the moonlight.
After a long stay, it’s okay to bring the utensils and delicacies on the mountain to display and enjoy the scenery of the fourteen states. It can be used as a plate of food and drinks.
The old patron glanced sideways, hating that they were disturbing his enjoyment of drinking with Xiao Mo, so he put his fingers together and flicked them this way and that, bang bang bang.
It made a sound like a fan hitting a fly, knocking those Qingming Taoist priests who started out as immortals back to the ground. The one who was in the Ascension Realm was fine, but with a flicker of his body, he retreated, looking a little disgraced. Some immortals were not in the Immortal Realm.
Being so relaxed, it was like being hit by a solid sap in the head. After finally stopping themselves, stars appeared in their eyes, and they stabilized their hearts. They didn't dare to curse, they could only curse incessantly.
One of them, Yufengqi, came from the Yupu realm in Zhuzhou. His realm was not high, but he had a wind-controlling treasure that was extremely fast. His figure was like a golden snake soaring into the sky and winding towards the bright moon.
If he had collided with the old temple master's "finger-flicking magical power", he would probably be seriously injured, at least the treasure would not be saved.
Xiao Mo glanced at the female crown, then bent her fingers and flicked out a ray of sword light. The sword energy did not go straight, but floated like a gossamer, spreading thousands of miles in an instant.
In the end, the sword energy wrapped around the flying shuttle treasure boat controlled by the monk, and with a gentle tug, she was dragged back to a mountain top with her treasures together with her body.
The frightened young lady hurriedly put away the talisman boat that was the treasure of the mountain. She looked at the bright moon and bowed her head in the distance as a thank you.
Seeing Xiao Mo take action, the old patron picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of the home-brewed water named Qianqiu.
In ancient times, Xiaomo had always been relatively tolerant towards female qigong practitioners in the world.
The old temple leader nodded and said, "It's a pity that you woke up late, Xiaomo, and the Xuandu Temple took the lead."
Xiao Mo said with a smile: "According to the concept of venation knowledge proposed by fellow Taoist Bixiao at Luobaotan, if I woke up too early, I might not be able to see the young master, and I wouldn't be able to accompany him on such a journey.
In the Demon Tower of Baopingzhou Town, I couldn’t think of the previous path that suited me.”
The old temple master smiled and said, "That's the truth."
I haven’t seen him for ten thousand years. Xiaomo’s personality remains unchanged, but his speech has improved a lot.
Xiao Mo's superb swordsmanship is like flying kites in spring, a line of blue sky.
With such a commotion, a Baiyu Jing Tianxian who lived in seclusion in Haocai and practiced Taoism could not sit still.
Before going out, the old Taoist priest habitually counted with his fingers. Strangely enough, unlike in the past, it was finally time to go out today. So he immediately came here to visit the master of Bixiao Cave.
In Mingyue Haocai, in addition to the temporary alchemy dojo of the Bixiao Cave Master, there is also a neighbor, a white jade Taoist palace with spiritual energy as thick as water visible to the naked eye.
The owner is the Celestial Taoist official of the Yushu City in Baiyujing. He had previously received a decree from Yu Dou, the second master, that he could practice here and deduct a large number of merits from a book in the Shangqing Pavilion, the highest building in Baiyujing, in exchange for a shortcut.
Break the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm. In the Mingyue Taoist Temple far away from the human world, you can travel many roads to achieve enlightenment and soar.
We are neighbors, but if we really visit each other, it is actually like a long journey on land across several continents.
Xiao Mo still sat motionless with fellow Taoist Bixiao, while Wang Yuanlu, a junior, had already stood up under the eaves to entertain guests.
As for the young Taoist boy who was sitting on the bench refining elixirs in the house, he didn't like to be greeted and sent away the most, so he simply changed his sitting position and faced the outside of the house with the big gourd slung across his body.
The old Taoist priest is tall and has a fluttering beard. He is indeed an immortal Taoist. Even if the old Taoist priest is sitting and drinking at this moment, his height is almost the same as that of his standing disciple Wang Yuanlu.
The person who came was the third-in-command of Yushu City. The old Taoist priest named Xu Zujing held a fly whisk in his hand. His status was similar to that of the patriarch of a sect, but he was known to be soft-hearted.
The old Taoist priest is the direct disciple of the previous city lord of Yushu City. He has a long Taoist career, but unfortunately his qualifications are not outstanding. Of course, the so-called mediocrity is compared to the Taoist priests of the same generation as Bai Yujing.
Zhang Fenghai, who had read all the books in Yushu City at the age of thirty, was the old Taoist priest's only junior disciple.
When the old Taoist priest was about to speak, the old temple master said calmly: "Xu Zujing, speak the elegant words of Haoran. My fellow Taoist is from Haoran and I can't understand what Qing Ming is saying."
Of course, the old Taoist priest couldn't help it, so he said, "Xu Zujing of White Jade Capital, Yushu City, pays homage to the Master of Bixiao Cave."
The old spectator is still sitting.
Xiao Mo stood up and returned the gift with his hands, and said with a smile: "His name is Xi Zhu, his name is unfamiliar, he is a sword cultivator. I will enshrine him in Haoran Luo Po Mountain. Xu Tianjun, it's a pleasure to meet you."
The old spectator stretched out a palm.
Xu Zujing sat down at the table, and Xiao Mo deliberately picked up a pot of Long Live Wine to entertain the guests, because he heard from the young master that Yushu City and Shenxiao City were on the 12th floor of the Five Cities of Bai Yujing, which was quite good.
As for whether there is any suspicion of generosity to others, when will I and fellow Taoist Bixiao need to worry about this? If there is not enough wine, I will blame fellow Taoist Bixiao for being lazy in making wine.
Wang Yuanlu just happened to take away a white bowl from the kitchen.
As soon as the white bowl is served, the wine will follow.
Wang Yuanlu felt warm in his heart for a moment, Senior Xiaomo must fall in love with him!
These days, the skinny Taoist monk is practicing Taoism here, and he always feels anxious. He is worried that one day he will leave Mingyue Haocai and "go down the mountain" alone to practice, and someone will put him in a sack.
There is only one reason. Master, he really doesn't know how to "be a human being"!
Let’s just say that when we were “fighting mosquitoes and flies” just now, no one really came to disturb us. We were just walking on the way to Haocai, and Master slapped us back to the ground. Did it bother you?
Master, you have so many magical powers that everyone is in awe and dare not say a word. In the future, my disciple will have to travel around the world.
Xu Zujing thanked him, took a sip of wine, and put the immortal wine into his mouth. In an instant, spiritual energy poured from his throat into his liver and intestines, like a waterfall, and the acupoints along the way were refreshed.
The old Taoist priest couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"
The old patron didn't appreciate it, and just said, "After drinking a jar of wine, if you have something to say, leave as soon as possible. I still want to reminisce with Xiao Mo."
Xu Zujing smiled and said: "I just came here to pay homage to my seniors. It would be even better if I could chat a few more ancient stories with my seniors."
Hearing is always better than seeing it, and looking at the old almanac in future generations is always better than the words of those who have experienced it in the book.
The old temple owner snorted, but it was rare that he didn't directly issue an order to expel the guest.
Xu Zujing had no choice but to sit and drink in silence. Fortunately, Xiaomo saw that the Tianjun Immortal Official of Yushu City was not good at talking, so he took the initiative to chat a few words, such as who the Yufeng Taoist officials were before, what their identities were, and what mountains they came from.
In this way, the atmosphere at the wine table will not be so boring.
Naturally, Xu Zujing knew everything and talked about it in detail. The world's affairs in Qingming were Bai Yujing's own affairs. Xu Zujing was also the only three Taoist officials in Yushu City who could participate in Bai Yujing's discussions. He talked about these things like family treasures.
Xu Zujing slowly drank a jar of unknown fairy wine and stood up to leave.
Xiaomo brought two jars of Long Live Wine and two jars of Qianqiu Wine as a parting gift to the landlord.
Xu Zujing quickly thanked her and accepted it without any politeness.
The old Taoist priest was so familiar with the other party that he called him Mr. Xiaomo, even the Taoist friend was omitted.
The old Taoist priest's impression of this young-looking swordsman was that he was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, had a good temper, and was a fastidious person.
In Mingyue Haocai's White Jade Palace Taoist Hall, in addition to Xu Zujing who was in seclusion, there was also a direct disciple and a secondary disciple, both of whom were extremely qualified Taoist officials in Yushu City.
Especially the re-disciple of the old Taoist priest, who is also known as "the second Zhang Fenghai in Yushu City". Looking at the young people on the 12th floor of the entire five cities, this person's qualifications are so good that he can be ranked in the top three.
This is because among the young Taoist officials, there is one with the Taoist name "Qingshan", who is a close disciple of the Taoist ancestor. Therefore, Xu Zujing opened a dojo in the bright moon this time and made a special trip to take this disciple with him.
It’s just that the old Taoist priest knows very well that compared with the statements made by his junior brother Zhang Fenghai at that time, such as “Yu Shu City Yu Dou”, “Bai Yu Jing Yu Dou is second”, “Bai Yu Jing’s little headmaster”, etc., they are... completely incomparable.
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After Xu Zujing used the magical power of Shuodi Mountains and Rivers, the old temple master smiled and said: "Xu Zujing doesn't even know that his own dojo has been looked down upon by you."
Xiao Mo smiled and said: "The mountains and rivers have changed. It's hard to change your nature."
Although ten thousand years later, whether it is fighting or sword fighting, there will be too many restrictions and many rules compared to the free will ten thousand years ago, but when Xiao Mo left Chen Pingan's side, he was indeed more like the sword cultivator Xiao Mo he once was.
The old temple master said: "Be careful when sailing the ship that will last ten thousand years."
Thousands of years later, Taoists and ordinary people are like wearing a robe, called rules, and the magical power of the robe is the way of the world.
The old viewer smiled and said: "If it weren't for the young and vengeful last hidden official on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Bai Jing and you could have occupied each other for a day and a month, complementing each other. If you could join hands and reach the fourteenth realm, it would still be pure
Sword cultivator, the so-called immortal Taoist couple, is nothing more than this. It has been the only one for thousands of years. It is a pity."
There were three bright moons in the wilderness in the past. The one under the old viewer's feet was called the "Golden Mirror", also known as "Haocai". The bright moon in the center of the past year was not only the nominal dojo of the little girl Qiangyue, but also Xiaomo's sleeping place.
In the land of the year, it is really hard to say who is the real owner of Mingyue. If Chen Pingan and his group of sword cultivators had not worked together to move Haocai to Qingming, and assuming that Shengyue had not gone to Aquarius Continent, then when Bai Ze returned to the wild
, woke Xiao Mo up, but he never stripped his mind and became the "Mr. Xiao Mo" he is today. It is estimated that Qian Yue will change the dojo obediently. Although the jade hook has fallen into the world, there is still a moon in the sky anyway.
There is a dojo with only its foundation left, called Toad Palace. Hundreds of buildings on top of the foundation were all razed to the ground in the ancient battle to ascend to heaven.
When Xiao Mo woke up at that time, he had taken away the ruins of a moon palace, which was similar to a palace in the capital.
Chen Ping'an will give it to Liu Xianyang in Xiaomo's name as a wedding gift.
To be continued...