"hehe……"

At this time, the old Taoist priest became more and more calm and smiled: "Fellow Taoist, you really like to joke. {Chinese.

｝If the things I depend on are not banyan trees, what can it be?”

“…… Just a banyan tree.”

Qi Xiang shrugged, knowing that some things are best to stop, but it is better not to say things.

The old Taoist priest smiled happily: "It must be a banyan tree. Can someone who is old enough to lie?"

"Age is lying and can't be related to it."

Qi Xiang murmured in her heart, and simply changed the topic: "Senior, I asked you to come out just to say hello to you. Thank you for your protection these days. Now, my injury is healed and it's time to leave."

"Let's go?" The old Taoist priest was stunned: "Where to go?"

Qi Xiang smiled: "Of course, it's the place to go."

"You just said that you are a casual cultivator, so why not stay here and live and work in peace and contentment, isn't it good?" The old Taoist priest sincerely said: "We can take care of each other."

"No..." Qi Xiang refused, "I have a place to practice, so I won't disturb you much."

The old Taoist priest frowned, as if he was a little anxious: "Fellow Taoist, don't you think about it anymore? The mountains and rivers here are beautiful and there is no trouble from the world. If you practice here, you will definitely be able to improve your efforts."

Qi Xiang smiled but said nothing, but her expression was firm, and she obviously had decided and would not change her mind easily.

"Why……"

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh: "Fellow Taoist, can't the simple people here keep you?"

“…I am a selfish person.”

Qi Xiang's tactful words have already shown his attitude.

He was too late to seek his own transcendence, so he had no time to care about others.

The old Taoist priest was speechless. If you want to say selfishness, who can have no selfishness? He is no exception and will never be able to do it in a selfless way. Otherwise, why should you keep Qi Xiang?

Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest smiled helplessly. Then he seemed to have figured out something, his expression became very serious, and he said solemnly: "Fellow Taoist, you and I don't have to test you anymore. Why not be honest with each other, how about it?"

"OK."

Qi Xiang had a smile in her eyes: "I want to be honest, but my seniors have been hiding something."

"Can you say that fellow Taoist is really honest and has no reservations?"

The old Taoist priest asked back, but Qi Xiang couldn't argue.

"hey-hey."

"Ha ha!"

The two of them smiled again, and there was no way. For people like them, how could they trust each other without reservation and tell them all their secrets?

After laughing, the old Taoist priest stopped his expression and his tone was a bit mysterious: "Fellow Taoist, I will give you an opportunity, how about it?"

"Um?"

Qi Xiang blinked and several thoughts flashed through her mind. But she couldn't help but ask, "What's the opportunity?"

“Great opportunity.”

The old Taoist priest was very serious: "I can have today because of the opportunity."

"Tsk?"

Qi Xiang was shocked, with a subtle expression, as if she was surprised or suspicious.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to doubt it."

The old Taoist priest said in a deep voice: "I remember that more than a hundred years ago, the current situation was turbulent. Although I was a Taoist priest from the Taoist temple in the deep mountains, I was inevitably affected."

"The incense of Taoist temples has withered, and the young and strong villages have been pulled out. No one has cultivated it, and the land has been abandoned."

The old Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "I was only eleven or twelve years old at that time. I could not hold my shoulders and my hands. I had to leave the mountains with my old and declining master and go to the middle school of the city to beg for alms."

"It's said it's begging, but it's actually no different from begging."

The old Taoist priest sighed that when he recalled the bitter past, his beard was flying and his solid soul was shaking a little. This shows that he was excited and could not suppress himself.

Qi Xiang listened quietly, with enough patience to let the old Taoist priests remember the past.

“The city back then was also very chaotic.”

The old Taoist priest was a little sad: "My master at that time had not survived for half a year, and he went silently on a very cold winter night."

"I was completely confused at that time. I lost my most important relative overnight and was also the pillar of my survival at that time. Without the support of my master, a lonely child might not live long in that troubled time."

The old Taoist priest sighed, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "At that time, I really felt a sense of sadness that was so big that I could not feel sad. So I couldn't think about it for a moment, so I just hugged my master's body and jumped into the lake..."

Qi Xiang raised her eyes, focused extremely, and knew the key things, and came.

"I sank into the lake, but I was lucky enough to die."

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly: "And, I also got an opportunity to survive in the world until today."

I hate the one who keeps it at critical moments...

Qi Xiang felt a lot of supporting actors: "This is the luck of the senior, so naturally there is such a blessing."

"Is it a blessing?"

The old Taoist priest nodded, with a sad and joy on his face: "Maybe."

"In short, it was only after I got the opportunity that I realized that the original saying of gods was not an illusory and absurd imagination. On the contrary, sometimes, the path of immortals is very close to us, as if it is within reach."

The old Taoist priest was very touched: "But more often, the fairy fate that is close to you is far away in the sky, and can be seen vaguely, but can never touch it."

"Yes, yes." Qi Xiangshen agreed and was very curious, but he held back and didn't ask what Xianyuan was.

Because he knew that even if he didn't ask, the old Taoist priest would take the initiative to say it.

This is also a fact.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest spoke, but brought the topic aside: "Fellow Taoist, do you know why I wanted to build the poems of Lu Zu in the Taoist temple to make the people worship day and night?"

"Um?"

Qi Xiang's heart moved, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and was immediately shocked: "Can't that opportunity of seniors be related to Lu Zu, right?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and admitted directly: "It's true that there is something to do."

"real?"

Qi Xiang was inevitably shocked and said to himself: "Can you say that there is really Lu Dongbin in the world? And you have obtained the inheritance of Lu Dongbin's Taoism?"

Regardless of whether Lu Dongbin is an immortal or not, he must be a very powerful master from the legend. His inheritance, without thinking, must be extremely mysterious.

As for why the old Taoist priests have obtained such a powerful inheritance, but have fallen to this end now. The reason is nothing more than that time has changed. Today is different from the past. Without that kind of environment, it is difficult to achieve great things with just opportunities.

Otherwise, it is the reason for the old Taoist priest himself.

After all, the same textbook is given to those who do not give it to. Some people become top students, while others are poor students. This is naturally because of different personal qualifications, which leads to different results.

If you don’t do it yourself, you can’t blame the textbooks.

But soon, Qi Xiang knew that he had a misunderstanding.

But at this moment, the old Taoist priest smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I just said it was related to Lu Zu, and I didn't say that the opportunity I encountered was the legacy of Lu Zu."

Qi Xiang frowned, puzzled her meaning: "What do you mean?"

"This...is a long story."

The old Taoist priest was filled with emotion and fell into memories again: "At that time, I jumped into the lake and soon sank to the bottom of the lake, and my consciousness gradually became blurred, and I was about to die..."

"At this moment, a turning point appeared."

The old Taoist priest kept his word and was reluctant to reveal his meaning.

In an instant, Qi Xiang couldn't help but ask, "What's the turning point?"

"Well..." The old Taoist priest suddenly laughed and waved his hand softly: "With tea and wine, how can you be happy? Fellow Taoist, how can you listen to a song and play in the world?"

The old Taoist priest waved his wide sleeves, and a white cloud immediately floated from the sky, just blocking the bright moonlight. The white clouds were very light and light, like a thin ball of silver gauze.

No, to be precise, it is a layer of yarn like a cicada wing. Pieces of yarn, layer by layer, clustered like beautiful pleated yarns. Under the night wind, the pieces of yarn suddenly rotate.

In the rotation, the wind and clouds were waving, and among the clouds all over the sky, a beautiful girl with white skin as white as fat, very graceful figure, dancing in the air appeared out of thin air.

The girl was wearing white clothes and rolled up the silk tulle, as if beautiful flowers were blooming, and it was so beautiful.

"pretty……"

At first glance, Qi Xiang also felt a little stunning. Of course, more importantly, she was also very confused and a deep anger.

He was sold to him by keeping it in secret. Did he do it on purpose? Qi Xiang felt that the old Taoist priest was not only a open teasing, but also a humiliation.

When he was angry, the beauty in the sky suddenly waved her hand gently.

In an instant, white veils, like ripples of water, turned into spiral coiled ribbons in a blink of an eye.

The soft ribbon is very slender, like a broken thread, connected in circles, one after another.

Qi Xiang glanced slightly, but was stunned. Because he was surprised to find that the girl with the rolling ribbon had a sense of familiarity, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

But for a moment, he suddenly forgot.

It's like a very familiar person, whose name is already at the mouth, but his mind is twitching, and he can't even poke the thin barrier film.

This feeling is very stuffy and uncomfortable.

For people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is equivalent to torture.

Qi Xiang scratched his head, and his thoughts slowly floated, his mind was dazed, and he suddenly shook his eyes. However, when he calmed down and looked again, the scene in front of him had already undergone a wonderful change.

A woman in elegant white clothes sang and danced between a loft.

In addition, next to the beautiful woman in white, there is a middle-aged man with elegant appearance and elegant manners, like a literati, but elegant manners.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was wearing a long robe, with green beards floating, and his fairy-like style was a bit unruly. He seemed to have some alcoholism and did not abide by the rules and regulations of monks at all, and he actually teased the beautiful woman in white with a smile.
Chapter completed!