(The update this month is very unstable. There will be many small chapters in the future. I apologize to everyone and forgive me.)
On a stone arch bridge in a busy city, the gaps between the bluestone slabs are covered with weeds.
A royal tomb that had not been worshiped for several years was already in a bleak state, infested by foxes and rabbits.
The monsters from the mountains and rivers left the hidden caves in the mountains and rivers in groups and ran rampant in the streets at the foot of the mountains. They clamored outside the Man Mo Temple, the Town God's Temple and the Shanshui Shrine. They had no fear.
A king fell drunk into the beauty's arms and repeatedly murmured that the fault was not mine. The woman reached out and gently kneaded the cheek of the man in the dragon robe. Previously, in the main hall, the faces of the generals were pale, and the civil servants joined hands to propose and go out to the city to present the jade seal.
Previously, on the 15th day of the tenth month of the Yuan Festival, when Shui Guan was in trouble, there was a custom of burning incense sticks to cloth the fields, burning gold and silver packets, and praying for sky lanterns. This year, no one burned incense sticks and gold and silver packets to pray for blessings and make wishes.
No one has put out the sky lanterns either.
The father and son, who are respectively the prime minister and minister of a country, are discussing matters with the Immortal family in a secret room. As the gentle leader of a country, the old man keeps comforting himself, saying that there is always a way, and there is no reason to eradicate all of us. It is impossible to kill us all.
Leave nothing behind.
There is a stage in the county town, adjacent to the rural school. Originally, the old master hated the students the most to watch those rosy girls singing. In the night, the old master sat on a bench with the children of the Mongolian school, listening to the ghosts and ghosts singing.
In a small, remote country that has not yet been affected by the war, there is a Taoist temple built on a cliff, with only a winding mountain path leading to it.
A scribe in Confucian robes led a young-looking swordsman up the mountain slowly. It was like a small Taoist temple embedded in the cliff. It was once a temporary stop for a certain "Legendary of Taiping Mountain", where he collected his treasures in his early years.
An unnamed disciple, with a lingering fragrance, has been passed down in the end, but it is an unintentional and random act. The disciple is not a good disciple. As a cultivator, he is already old at more than a hundred years old. The few disciples who are passed on are even more qualified.
It's unbearable. It can be said that one generation is worse than the other. I believe that the old Taoist priest still doesn't know who the "young" master on the portrait in the ancestral hall is.
The scribe and the sword cultivator traveled here together, without much intention. The scribe came back from Tongye Sect, and the sword cultivator happened to be in a nearby military tent, so they made an appointment to come here to relax.
Previously, the three-headed demon had been planning in Tongyezhou for a long time, and among them, the "young Taoist priest" who successfully became the direct descendant of Taiping Mountain had the greatest credit. The so-called young man from the Fuji Sect exposed the plan, forcing him to take action early, which seemed to be bad.
The big thing, in the long run, is that it was an accidental strike by a god. It's a pity that he couldn't join forces with the white ape to kill Zhong Kui. Since he is missing now, he was probably tampered with by the old Taoist man from the Taoist Temple.
, then the little incense he has left in the vast world will help to gather it together.
The scribe said: "You shouldn't kill her. It doesn't matter if you kill a few Yupu realms, but this person should not be killed. You even have to protect a Yuzhi hill for her."
Jian Xiu said: "Sir, I saw that she was begging for mercy more than a beggar, so I couldn't hold it back."
The scribe laughed angrily and said, "I wouldn't be surprised if Fei Ran said this, but it would be unpleasant to say it to your minister."
Shouchen nodded and said: "It went so well in Tongyezhou, I was a little carried away."
The scribe said: "Originally, the Yuzhi Gang Incident could become a turning point in the situation of Tongye Continent, which meant that the country could gradually transform from troubled times to peaceful times. Then I could help you record your contribution to the Jiazi Account. I should have known it earlier.
If I throw you to the Taiping Mountain and help your junior brothers and sisters protect the road, they won't die. Even you, it's not that you can't die, it's just that dying too early would be too much of a waste of nature. You have learned everything, but you still
It’s too late to realize your ambition.”
Two members of the same sect were killed in battle. As a senior brother, Shou Chen felt a little sad but not at all guilty.
The scribe is Zhou Mi and the swordsman is Shou Chen. The two parties are a pair of master and disciple.
Zhou Mi and his disciple Shou Chen were walking on the path, and they could already see the small Taoist temple.
People in the Taoist sect watch the stars and the moon, and Taoist temples observe the Tao. They look up at the heavenly phenomena and look down at the earth's observances, so the Taoist temple is always on the top of the mountain.
Zhou Mi was not in a hurry to enter the Taoist temple with the closed door, and took the minister to look at the mountains and rivers. Zhou Mi chuckled softly and said: "A person who has seen the sun, moon, mountains and rivers and then becomes blind will suffer more than a young blind person."
The chief minister could hear the implication of his husband's words.
A person who has lost and recovered will cherish what he has now even more. Therefore, the surviving people at the foot of Tongyezhou Mountain, as long as the wilderness world plans properly, will not be grateful to the vast world for bringing them these. Most people will only
Secretly rejoicing, grateful for the openness of the barbaric world, and then hating the Chinese Confucian Temple, which caused the entire Tongye Continent to suffer devastation, and regarded Confucianism as the culprit of all suffering, and even more so, hating all continents that were not harmed by the war.
A gatekeeper, a Taoist boy, swaggered up to the two of them, slapped his head, and then asked the scholar in his native Mandarin why he was here.
The little Taoist boy was about seven or eight years old, and his words were full of arrogance. He hit the door chief because he felt that the etiquette he had learned from his master could not be in vain, otherwise he would not be willing to be so polite with two mortal masters who were about to rot.
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My master, the old temple master, is an old immortal in the sea-viewing realm. He has few rivals in the country. He is respected as an immortal or a real person wherever he goes. I heard my master say privately that the master left the Taoist sect.
The so-called "earth immortal" in books is only two steps away.
The two people in front of me come from the world below the mountain, so what if they have some money? So what if they come from a wealthy family, aren't they still people from the bottom of the mountain who come to meet people from the mountain?
Zhou Mi glanced at the little Taoist boy again, turned around and said with a smile: "There is no place to look for after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here. Now the Tianshi Avenue in Tongyezhou is indeed on our side. Shou Chen,
Do you see any clues?"
The minister was confused and said, "Please sir, please clear me up."
Zhou Mi reached out and grabbed the little Taoist boy's arm, and then tapped the other person's wrist with two fingers. The little Taoist boy seemed to be being carried a little chicken, so he had to stand on his heels. He didn't know whether it was because of his good fortune or what, but he kept his temper and did not say anything to the Yamashita boy.
The scribe cursed loudly.
The minister looked intently and saw that after his husband used his magical power on the little Taoist boy, some wisps of light shone in the palm of the child's hand, and soon disappeared with the wind.
The little Taoist boy was like his palm dipped in ink, but it was not clean and left behind.
Zhou Mi let go of the little Taoist boy's wrist and asked: "Did your Taoist temple once have a Taoist named Liu Cai who went down the mountain to wander? When he went down the mountain, he also carried some gourds of various sizes with him?"
The little Taoist boy rubbed his wrist, took a few steps back, and said timidly: "How do you know these things? But our Taoist temple has no talent, only a bumpkin nicknamed Liu Mutou, a fisherman, hunter, and woodcutter, who can do any odd job.
, how can you make money? According to Master, if there is a nunnery on the mountain, he can sell rouge and gouache. The country bumpkin comes to our Taoist temple every now and then to cheat money. He is a pretty big boy in our temple.
Pilgrims were the first to come here with country bumpkin. My master has not had any trouble with Liu Mutou these years. The last time the country bumpkin came to Guanli, he carried a basketful of pineapple seeds and a few large herrings. He didn't want any copper coins or broken silver, so he only left them in the warehouse.
Inside, I picked up a lot of broken gourds that had been gathering dust for many years, and said I would use them to convert them into silver. At that time, I looked at them and thought it was strange. He was over there in the warehouse, holding those junk items one by one, holding them to his ears, shaking them.
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The so-called Taoist warehouse is actually a woodshed where scraps are accumulated.
Zhou Mi glanced at the small Taoist temple and said with a smile: "All of them are linked together. You are truly an expert."
The minister asked in his heart: "Sir, where did Liu Cai's two sword-raising gourds, 'Xin Shi' and 'Ji Shi', come from?"
Zhou Mi shook his head and said: "Liu Cai had the two sword-raising gourds first and then the two 'born flying swords'. Otherwise, the founder here, as a person in the upper five realms, would not have such a bad vision."
It depends on the grade of the sword gourd, not to mention his habit of collecting sword gourds, so the two weird flying swords that really make him unable to tell the difference between true and false should be the two strange flying swords."
The gentleman's next words made Shou Chen look solemn even more.
"That big pilgrim in the Taoist temple is probably Liu Cai's preacher and protector, because Liu Cai who comes to this Taoist temple is just a ghost who has left his body and traveled far away. His true body may not be in Tongyezhou."
Shou Chen asked: "Sir, if you want Qiangyue to find Liu Cai, you don't just want Liu Cai to defeat Chen Ping'an? But also to meet the 'pilgrim'?"
Zhou Mi sighed with emotion: "One person monopolizes half of the world's yin and yang evolution skills."
The ancestral mountain of Yugui Zong and Shenzhuan Peak.
The old sect leader Xun Yuan died heroically in battle, and the fragments of a great monk in the Ascension Realm disintegrated into the world and were intercepted by the great demon.
The current leader of the clan, Jiang Shangzhen, proved that he is still alive and kicking by showing up in the world at a sudden glance.
It's just that the situation is collapsing, and a fairy who has lost the protection of heaven and earth cannot support the building alone.
The Peak Master of Jiuyi Peak, Wei Ying, who was originally more hopeful than Jiang Shangzhen to inherit the position of sect leader, went to Aquarius Continent to serve as the sect leader of the next sect, temporarily serving the Great Li Song family, and was destined to be unable to return to the Yugui Sect across the continent.
The Patriarch Zhang Lu glanced at the chair opposite him, and then glanced at the two empty chairs under the hanging portrait in the Patriarch Hall.
Jiang Shangzhen moved from the seat opposite to the lower part of the hanging portrait.
It's really heart-wrenching to look at it more than once.
Then he glanced at the moonlight outside the gate.
A God of Wealth named Song Shengtang, who was in charge of the immortal money and treasures of the Jade Gui Sect, said angrily: "Why is our Sect Leader Jiang still wandering around outside? Do you want to watch the sect's people die every day?"
?If you don’t draw your sword wherever you draw it, and you don’t even help your own mountain, what’s going on?”
Calling Jiang Shangzhen the leader of the Jiang Sect is a bit redundant. It is not the "sect leader" that directly removes the surname. This is a subtle gesture.
Jiang Shangzhen did not really convince the public in the Jade Guizong Patriarch Hall.
However, an important reason why the situation is so embarrassing is that the old sect leader Xun Yuan was still alive.
In addition, the Yunku blessed land controlled by the Jiang family has always been a vassal-like separatist existence of the Yugui Sect, which is too unfriendly. Therefore, Zhao Shengtang and Jiang Shangzhen have always been at odds. As long as the Shenzhuanfeng Patriarch Hall discusses matters behind closed doors, it will be a problem.
Dogs are famous for biting dogs, and the hair is all over the ground, but Jiang Shangzhen has the upper hand every time. Jiang Shangzhen even gave him a nickname, the hair-shedding old dog Song Laotu.
A female ancestor who had a deep hatred for Jiang Shangzhen was seated near the gate, her surname was Liu Huamao. Her qualifications were not top-notch. In her early years, she was lucky enough to reach the upper five realms by spending a lot of money from gods and treasures from heaven and earth.
Every time Jiang Shangzhen discusses something, he almost always has to strike up a conversation with Liu Huamao first.
Sister Liu has a good name, she is in her prime, she is eighteen years old, and her appearance is as good as ever.
To be continued...