Yao Xiang snorted softly and said: "You know how to understand the past and the present, and know the heaven and the earth. Isn't he just a charlatan? He's talking nonsense!"
Shi Sheng also felt that this couplet was a bit too much. As far as he knew, only Long Shihe and Xiao Lanyu were worthy of the eight words "knowing the past and the present, knowing the heaven and the earth". Shi Sheng didn't think that today's
In this world, there are people who can compare with Long Shi and Xiao Lanyu.
However, since the white-browed immortal dares to claim himself as a couplet, he must have some skills. To convince such a person is probably not easy, and you must think of some special methods.
Zhong Huan is very powerful, so Tiannan Palace dares to leave it undefended, but the White-browed Immortal doesn’t have that level of strength. Yunyin Immortal Palace is heavily guarded, second to none in the entire south corner, but these defenses are not arranged by the White-browed Immortal, but by the believers.
Spontaneously organized, there were even two emperor-level masters who willingly served as the bodyguards and servants of the White-browed Immortal. In the entire Wraith Swamp, only the White-browed Immortal and Zhong Jian had such treatment.
Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the White-browed Immortal will only appear in public on his birthday, open a forum and lecture for several days, and spend the rest of the time behind closed doors to meditate. Only under special circumstances will he go out to receive guests. Normally
It can be said that it is very difficult for people to meet the white-browed immortal.
Shi Sheng was thinking about how to meet the white-browed immortal, when he suddenly saw a Taoist Taoist priest walking out of Yunyin Immortal Palace. He had his head tied up in a bun, and he was wearing a crane cloak. His whole body was spotless, although he restrained himself.
The pressure was strong, but Shi Sheng could clearly sense that this person must be an emperor-level master!
The Taoist priest in white walked up to Shi Sheng and the others, flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and draped it over his shoulders. He said, "I have been waiting for you three for more than a while. Please come with me."
Shi Sheng was stunned and said: "How long have you been waiting? How did you know we would come?" The Taoist priest in white said: "The Lord has predicted that the three of you will come today, and I have specially ordered this poor Taoist to wait here to welcome the distinguished guests."
Shi Sheng and Yao Xiang looked at each other, wondering in their hearts. Could it be that the white-browed immortal really had the ability to predict the future? He actually knew that they would come! The Taoist priest in white turned to look at Yao Xiang and said, "I don't know that the girl's surname is Yao, but she has a single name."
A word for "fragrance" [
Yao Xiang couldn't help but was startled and said: "Yes. How do you know?" The Taoist priest in white smiled slightly and said: "That's right. The three of them must be the guests predicted by the Lord. Please follow Pindao into the palace to meet you.
My lord." After saying that, he went ahead. Shi Sheng and the other three followed him, feeling a little confused.
Yunyin Immortal Palace sits on a very large area. There are pavilions, rockeries, corridors and waterside pavilions everywhere in the palace, as well as cranes and skylarks. During the game, it has the charm of a fairyland, which is extraordinary.
The group of people walked twists and turns in the palace for half an hour, and came to the edge of a lake. The surface of the lake was clear and smooth as a mirror, reflecting the rockery and pavilions. It was calm without any ripples.
There is a bamboo pavilion in the center of the lake. An old man in white clothes and white hair is sitting in the pavilion fishing, with his back to the crowd. His face cannot be seen. The Taoist priest in white said respectfully: "Your Majesty, three distinguished guests have arrived.
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The white-haired old man did not look back, but waved his hand gently. The Taoist priest in white understood and said: "Yes, Taoist slave, please retire." After saying that, he bowed and retreated, guarding outside the courtyard.
"This white-haired old man...could he be the white-browed immortal?" Shi Sheng and the others walked along the green bamboo floating bridge towards the bamboo pavilion in the middle of the lake. After a while, they walked into the pavilion and stared at the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man was like a stubborn stone, motionless, and his voice was very old: "Three distinguished guests, please take a seat. I will talk to you in detail after I catch this fish."
Shi Sheng said "Okay", but Yao Xiang secretly muttered in her heart: "When you catch this fish, who knows when you can catch it?" Before the thought was finished, the white-haired old man smiled slightly and said:
"Don't worry, Miss Yao, just count three times. When you count to 'three', I will catch it."
Yao Xiang was surprised, wondering how this white-haired old man knew what she was thinking? Yao Xiang's character was always unwilling to admit defeat. The more arrogant the white-haired old man was, the more dissatisfied she was, so she said: "Okay,
Then I’ll start counting, three!”
Yao Xiang skipped one or two and counted three directly, hoping to catch the white-haired old man off guard. But as soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly lifted the rod, and a three-inch carp was hanging at the end of the fishing line, swinging its tail.
, the white-haired old man took back the fishing rod with a smile and took out the carp.
Yao Xiang snorted softly, but she was still dissatisfied. Although she didn't know what tricks the white-haired old man was playing, he was dissatisfied anyway. The white-haired old man took off the carp, put it into the water, washed his hands in the lake, and put away the fishing rod.
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Shi Sheng saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but said: "Why catch it if you want to let it go?" The white-haired old man slowly turned around and smiled slightly: "I took the bait because I knew it would not die."
Shi Sheng and Yao Xiang recognized at a glance that this white-haired old man was indeed the hundreds of millions of followers of the Wraith Swamp. He was exactly the same as the white-browed immortal man whom Shi Sheng and others had seen in the pictures.
The white-browed immortal wears a plain white Taoist robe, has a stooped figure, and leans on a green bamboo cane. He has white hair and white eyebrows, and his eyebrows are extremely long, almost covering his eyes. His expression is very kind and kind, making people feel close to him at a glance.
The white-browed immortal man staggered and slowly walked to the bamboo chair and sat down. No matter how he looked, he was just an ordinary old man in his waning years. There was really nothing special about him. Shi Sheng couldn't help but wonder whether this person was a white-browed man.
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The white-browed immortal put down his crutch, picked up the tea cup, and said: "This is the green snail tea, a specialty of the Blue Country. It is of high quality and has excellent taste. You three can taste it while it is hot." After that, he brought the tea cup to his mouth and took a sip.
When Qingqing heard the words "excellent taste", she hurriedly raised her tea cup and took a sip. She suddenly opened her mouth and spit out the tea. She frowned and said, "It's bitter and astringent. Grandpa is lying, not at all."
It doesn’t taste good!”
The white-browed immortal smiled slightly and said: "Little girl, the way to taste tea is to end all hardships with sweetness and leave a lingering fragrance in your mouth. You are still young and don't understand the truth."
Green snail tea is a specialty of Qingluo Mountain. Shi Sheng didn’t know if the white-browed immortal had any ulterior motives in inviting him to drink green snail tea. He was silent for a while, but Yao Xiang said: “Although green snail tea is good, it is not among the best teas.
Treasure, the immortal has lived in the swamp of resentful spirits for a long time, so he is somewhat ignorant."
The white-browed immortal was noncommittal, changed the subject, and said, "What important business do you three come to do today?" Yao Xiang smiled sweetly and said, "The immortal is known as a living Bodhisattva and a living god. You can figure it out just by counting on your fingers."
?Why ask?”
The white-browed immortal smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I'll do the math." After saying that, he raised his right hand, shook his sleeve, pinched his fingers, and said, "That's it, you three came here because you want to
Please help me, persuade the seven domain masters to help three of them attack the Tomb Shadow Society." He chuckled and said, "I wonder if I made a mistake in my calculations?"