Li Ye's eyes were solemn. Even if Cui Keli did not succeed to the head of the family, with his Confucian scholar's realm, if he was willing to help him in the future, it would be of great benefit to him in governing Pinglu Prefecture and County. Let's not talk about anything else, and just talking about educating the people of Pinglu, it would be of great help to improve his cultivation.

Cui Hucheng left in shame. Although he was dissatisfied with many dissatisfactions, he could not beat others. Wenbi lost so much that he had no room for struggle.

The elders in the room all retreated. Cui Shulin walked in alone, praised Cui Keli's article, and asked, "Who is Li, where did you invite him?"

Cui Keli replied: "Mr. Li was not invited by the waiter, but by Taoist Su and his friends. I heard that they met on the way to Qingzhou."

Cui Shulin thought for a moment before looking at Cui Keli and said meaningfully: "Did you notice that this Little Friend Li is a little special?"

"special?"

"Don't you think it's very close?"

"Close? There is...right? It seems that there is really."

"For my father, I always feel that this Li Xiaoyou seems to have some fate with our family."

"Of course I have fate, but I can appear in our family if I don't have fate?"

“…”

Cui Shulin waved his hand, stopped the topic, and said, "During the years, have you been helping the Taoist temple in Boqishan?"

Cui Keli nodded and said, "Twenty years ago, when the waiter returned from Chang'an, he accidentally passed by near Boqi Mountain and met the master of the Zhuqi Mountain Taoist Temple. He was moved by his righteous act of helping the people. He also learned that the Zhuqi Mountain Taoist Temple was not rich, so he secretly helped him... However, the waiter had limited ability and did not provide much."

Cui Shulin nodded without saying much.

In fact, there were countless waves in his heart.

The Taoist Temple of Boqi Mountain... Why did that expert accept the help of the waiter?

This time he sent two disciples down the mountain. Knowing that their cultivation was not strong and they could not effectively help the waiter solve the problem, why did he send them here?

This master is still acting like this, so you can't think about it according to common sense...

Cui Shulin shook his head and walked out of the house, not daring to think about it any more.

The world of Pinglu has been peaceful for decades, and everyone has gradually forgotten that thirty years ago, there was a sloppy Taoist who acted madly and used a peach wood sword in his hand to overturn the world of Pinglu’s five prefectures in five days.

That year, the crazy and sloppy Taoist jumped out as the waves on the coast of Dengzhou and went up to Penglai Fairy Island. He stood at the highest peak of Penglai Fairy Island, and slashed the peach wood sword in his hand casually, breaking the mountain protection formation of the Penglai Dao Sect, forcing the entire Penglai Dao Sect and all the masters out...

However, half a day later, the Taoist appeared on the coast of Dengzhou again.

It still looks sloppy, and the peach wood sword is still a peach wood sword.

But no longer crazy.

Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang both thought that their master was so old that he had only two front teeth left.

In fact, from that day on, the master had only two front teeth left.

......

Dengzhou is surrounded by sea, and there is an immortal island to the east of the sea, which is called Penglai.

Thousands of years ago, someone said that there were immortals in Penglai.

Immortals cannot be found, and fairy islands cannot be found. If an ordinary person takes a boat to sea, even if he travels thousands of miles, he will not be able to see the true appearance of Penglai Fairy Island.

For many years, there have been endless people going to sea to visit immortals, and there are very few who can really see the true appearance of Penglai Immortal Island.

Penglai has this legend of immortal Tao, and there are hundreds of monks in the Taoist temple and many masters, which makes it even more extraordinary.

Among the five great places of Taoist sect, Penglai has always been at the top.

It’s no wonder that Pinglu Jianghu and Penglai Dao Sect are respectful to Gods.

Penglai Fairy Island shrouded in fairy mist, with beautiful mountains and rivers, trees and pavement ridges, and green bricks and green tiles are located among them.

There is a high cliff behind the main hall. The high cliff is covered with clouds and mist all year round, and there is no true appearance of plants and trees.

All the disciples of the Taoist temple know that the high cliff is called Wangxian Cliff.

It is rumored that when practicing on this high cliff, you can see the immortals in the clouds when the rising sun rises and the purple air comes from the east, which is of great benefit to the cultivation, and you also have the opportunity to get guidance from the immortals, so it is a blessed land in Penglai.

Among the hundreds of disciples of the Penglai Dao Sect, only two can practice on Wangxian Cliff.

The rest shall not step onto the Wangxian Cliff, and those who violate the order shall die!

At Penglai Daomen, Wangxian Cliff is a holy land and a forbidden land.

In the early morning, the cool breeze blew, and in the clouds and mist of the Xian Cliff, three people stood in front and two behind.

Today is cloudy, there is no rising sun, and no purple air comes from the east.

The first person was a childish man, wearing a white robe and holding a whisk, and was unable to tell his appearance in the clouds and mist.

But there was only one person in Penglai dressed up like this, and that was the head of Penglai!

The two of them had a good figure and greeted the young man with a crane's hair. One of the slightly taller people asked, "What are the instructions of Master?"

The voice is mature and gentle, but the voice is slightly thin, and it is clearly a woman.

"The Immortal Way Conference is coming soon, but some people in Pinglu are trying not to respond to Penglai's call. This is not a good thing for Penglai." The man with a long hair and a young face said.

The slightly taller woman replied, "Disciple understands."

A man with a long hair and a young face waved his sleeves gently, and the woman added a small note in her hand.

"This is the list of those people." said the young man with crane hair, "This is your first time walking in the world. Remember, you are the cranes hidden in Penglai for many years. If the cranes don't come out, they will have to make a splash when they come out. Let everyone in the world remember you and respect Penglai!"

"Disciple understand."

"One more thing."

"Master, please give me instructions."

"This time, the Cui family in Qingzhou actually sent a Confucian scholar to attend the Immortal Taoist Conference. Confucians, fame and fortune, have no immortal fate, and are not worthy of setting foot on Penglai Immortal Island."

"yes."

After the two went down the mountain, the head of Penglai still stood at the clouds of the high cliffs, bathing in the breeze without saying a word.

He looked to the direction of the sunrise in the east and suddenly sneered: "Pinglu Jiedushi? The eldest son Siming will let the world know who is the one who is in charge of this Pinglu!"

"Pinglu?" The head of Penglai waved the whisk, and the clouds and mist of the high cliffs were dissipated. "What Penglai wants is the whole world!"

......

The stone steps in front of the Zhuqi Mountain Taoist Temple are winding and winding, and are all paved with bluestone slabs. However, the paving people are obviously lazy. Each level of stone steps is different. It is probably because there are very few people coming and going. Wild grass is everywhere around the bluestone slabs, and some even cover the stone slabs directly. However, what is strange is that the edges and corners of the bluestone slabs are very smooth, which is the kind of people who walk. After years of hardship, they have been smoothed smoothly. This situation seems a bit contradictory and is unavoidable.

The old man with only two front teeth left, hunched over, carrying a young man who was about as thin as him, with no blood on his face and was still slapped. He walked on the bluestone mountain road with a covered grass, muttering and nagging: "I have lived a lot of malaria, I have seen a lot of malaria. It is rare to be so serious that you have encountered. In the past, they are basically dead. You are lucky and can breathe.

, It's really rare, but you're not much better. You've even dug a pit at home. I guess, if I hadn't appeared in time, you would have been thrown into the pit and buried at noon. Hehe, but don't expect too much. Although I'm a big or small, I'm a big or small person, but you can see that my clothes are even shabby than you. It's hard to say whether you can pull your half foot into the Hall of Hell back."

The young man had long been confused and lay on the old Taoist back and did not move. He didn't know if he was asleep or fainted. After all, he climbed to the gate of the temple, and the old Taoist made his butt to the stone steps, removed the person behind him at will, and then opened his throat and shouted into the Taoist temple: "Advice, Master is back, carry this in quickly, serve him in the old rules, disciple..."

The old Taoist voice suddenly came. He looked back at the dilapidated and pure Taoist temple. There was no movement at all. He patted his forehead and sighed, "I'm old, so what a broken memory. When I was young, I could never forget everything at once, especially the women I had seen. Even if I just looked at her from a distance, I could recognize her daughter ten years later... Alas, I'm old!"

Holding up on the cold bluestone slab, the old brown-skinned Taoist shook his feet and walked toward the Taoist temple. When he turned around the corner, he saw a vegetable field. The old Taoist frowned and looked bitter, muttering dissatisfied: "After just a few days after leaving, the grass in the vegetable garden has grown like this, and it is still not allowed to live? Fortunately, the old Taoist is a smart person, and he knows which vegetables are and which grass are, otherwise, hehe, the new guy will have to eat grass!"

The old Taoist pulled a few handfuls in the vegetable garden, pulled a handful of dishes in his arms, returned to the door of the Taoist temple, held the back of the young man's neck, kicked the door open, and entered the Taoist temple. The poor young man who was still thumping his butt on the stone steps on the threshold, and didn't know if he had fallen or not. Fortunately, this guy was already unconscious, otherwise he would have been scared to have no confidence in the old Taoist's medical skills and ethics.

As soon as he entered the door, the chickens and ducks in the cottage next to him surrounded the fence, holding their wings and chirping, looking like they were about to fly out. The old Taoist glanced at them with a bitter look on his face. He looked down at the vegetable leaves in his arms for a while, and finally picked a few yellow ones and threw them into the chicken pen. "Eat first, wait until I have settled this kid, and then let you out for food."

The old Taoist was about to carry the young man into the door when he suddenly frowned and looked up at the two large water tanks in front of the bell tower. His face changed, and he threw the young man into the couch in the room, turned around and stepped into the water tank in two steps, leaned in and looked in.

Two water tanks can’t tell the year and month.

In the water tank, there is a small fish swimming.

The little fish is black and white, with a strange appearance, as if it were drawn, as if it were real or illusory, and is spinning in a circle in the water tank.

At this time, strands of golden mist were scattered on the black and white fish, and spiritual energy was everywhere.

The old Taoist's thin and shriveled face gradually spread out like water waves, and finally turned into a bright smile.

He put his hands together and his eyes narrowed into slits, and he was proud: "I have raised you for twenty years, and now I am finally going to grow up."

But at this moment, there were two black shadows, like two ink lines, rushing towards the black and white fish from unknown depths in the water. The two fish were frightened and ran around.

The old Taoist frowned.

He raised his head and looked at Dongfang, his eyes gradually became colder, and his fingers subconsciously stroked the only two front teeth in his mouth: "Why are you treating me Qi Changfeng like this so aggressively?"

However, he immediately stopped his sharp look and his smile was meaningful: "Once one March goes up the mountain, there will be heavy snowfall in the sky, and the peach blossoms are blooming all over the mountain, and the snowflakes set off the peach blossoms; one by one, one can empty a wine jar, and I can get my peach wood sword. I really think it's just the middle part of Qi training?"

Two black and white swimming fish in the large tank suddenly became quiet and floated in the water.
Chapter completed!