It is not a top-notch mountain sect, nor is it a secular dynasty, nor is it a martial arts sect.
Instead, there is a newly built fairy gate on the mountain called "Dragon Beard Palace". The owner is an ordinary swordsman. This is the first time in Dongzhou.
It's just that the people worshiping in the gate are not ordinary people. Qi Zhen from Yunmeng City, Wang Li, the gatekeeper at Yuchikou, and Bai Lu, the leader of the clan, are all famous people on the martial arts list.
If there were only these ordinary warriors, they would not be called an Immortal sect, but there was one who was worshiped in the palace. Although he was not well-known in Dongzhou, he was a real member of the Cave Realm.
It sounds very ordinary, but there is no sect with any Mahayana monks or above, but it cannot be underestimated by any first-class mountain sect.
Bai Lu and Qi Zhen can both reach the level of a Dongxu realm, or even go beyond it. Together with the monk who is a Dongxu realm, they are three combat powers equivalent to the Dongxu realm. If this force is
Think, you can join the Immortal sect with the prefix Zong at any time.
However, although Qi Zhen agreed to serve as the enshrinement minister of Longxu Palace, he did so in name only. After holding the opening ceremony, he would return to Yunmeng City. Except for discussions at the Patriarch Hall, or when there was trouble in the palace, he did not plan to come back.
As for the Dongxu Realm monk whose name he has never heard of, his whereabouts are even more elusive.
For a time, the news that Bai Lu and Qi Zhen jointly opened a sect became a hot topic among people in the world.
The most discussed topic is who is the worshiper named Liu Bai. Most people guess that it is a pseudonym. Otherwise, it is impossible for a Dongzhou native Dongxu Realm monk to have no reputation at all.
It is also very unexpected that Qi Zhen can join forces with Bai Lu. After all, both of them are arrogant masters of the world, and no one wants to rely on others.
The Longxu Palace is quite a work of art. There are masters from the Yin and Yang family who can understand the feng shui, and several military monks have joined forces to build a palace protection formation. Even the feuding Mohists and Gongshu family have their own people coming to organize their own positions.
Techniques to build palaces and cities.
From the time the site was selected to the time the sect was built, it only took ten years.
With this kind of handwriting, when it came to the opening ceremony, it was extremely low-key. Except for the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and some martial arts sects that were friendly with the sect leader, no other sects were invited. Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor of Jin Pan Kingdom,
Attending the opening ceremony in person clearly showed his recognition of this emerging mountain sect.
Soon, the news of the establishment of a sect in Longxu Palace overshadowed the incident at Yuchikou.
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Broken Soul Cliff is located deep in the Great Xia Kingdom, on a certain mountain in the mountains, far away from the fireworks of the world.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a small town, isolated from the world.
The people in this small town have a simple and honest life, and they are all ordinary people who have taken refuge here. After the unification of the Xia Dynasty, officials were stationed in this small town, and it was named "Taolin Town".
There is a wine shop in the small town. The business is not very good, but the number of drinkers is constant.
The shopkeeper's surname is Liu, who is hospitable and has a good reputation in the town. In addition, there is also a young man who is a helper. There are only two of them in the entire wine shop.
A pair of moiré white boots crossed the threshold, and a young man in a green shirt with his hair tied up, dressed as a scholar, walked into the wine shop.
He found a seat by the window and sat down, took off the wine gourd from his waist, placed it on the table, and called out: "Waiter, serve the wine."
The waiter who was greeting the customers looked towards the person. When he saw that it was this person, he quickly finished what he was doing and ran to the young man's side with a particularly sincere smile.
"Sir, you are here." The waiter put the wine bowl in front of the young man, poured a bowl of wine, filled the gourd, and then sat down opposite the young man.
He was similar in age to this young man, but his awe came from the bottom of his heart.
This gentleman surnamed Shi has been in town not long ago, but he is quite famous. In the waiter's mind, the knowledge in his head is almost the same as that of the old masters in the school.
"Where's the shopkeeper?" Shi Yu looked at the waiter.
"I'm going to the opera. This is what the shopkeeper likes, sir. You know that." The waiter sat opposite Shi Yu with no intention of leaving.
Shi Yu smiled and said, "The shopkeeper has always been very elegant."
But the waiter curled his lips and said: "What's so good about the play? I don't think it can compare to Mr.'s ghost stories at all."
Shi Yu looked out the window and smiled: "It's all good."
The waiter lay on the table and looked at this 'knowledgeable' gentleman. They were the same age, but they always felt that this gentleman was much older than him.
"Sir, what happened to the story about the ghost in red that you told me? The shop was busy, so I couldn't finish it last time."
"Perfect."
Shi Yu only answered with two words, then turned to look out the window and stopped talking.
Another person entered the wine shop and asked the waiter to bring him wine.
The waiter responded and ran to greet the guests. As he left, he said to Shi Yu, "I'll talk to you later."
Shi Yu just nodded.
Outside the window, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and it was not at all comparable to Qingcheng Town.
Shi Yu had a lot of thoughts.
He has been here for ten years.
He spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship at Duanhun Cliff. In his spare time, he would go to the town to drink a pot of wine. When he returned to the mountain, he would share half of it with Li Xiao. Two people could drink a pot of wine for three days, and Shi Yu also went down the mountain every three days.
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On the first day he arrived in town, Shi Yu found a job to make money for himself. He was a storyteller in the small square with the most people in the town, talking about the landscapes he had seen on the way to Duanhunya.
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The first time no one listened, they were all very curious children, and of course they didn’t make much money.
But after those children went home, they told half of the 'sir' story to their elder brothers. After the sister listened to it, she told the story for the second time, and more people listened to it, including the older children.
Maybe his 'sir' was sincere in what he said, but by the third time, it was already overcrowded. The town was full of locals who knew little about the outside world. Several elderly Confucian students in the school,
They also disdained the profession of storytellers, which led to the local people being very interested in such novel stories.
Those who listened were no longer children and teenagers, but rough men, senile old people, and women with needlework in their hands.
It can be said that it is suitable for men, women, old and young.
For a time, this "storyteller" from a foreign country was in the limelight.
The local adults did not treat this young man who had seen a lot as a teenager, and gave him the reputation of "Mr."
A story about a female ghost's family feud in Kunwu Mountain was given a different face by Shi Yu, and it took three times to tell it.
After the lecture, everyone was very excited. Some people defended the female ghost in red and called the father and brother worse than animals. Some people felt that no matter what, the female ghost should not have the intention to harm others and should deserve to be taken away by the monk.
It was an advantage to her.
Regarding the dispute between the two parties, Shi Yu remained silent, as if he was an outsider and did not comment. Finally, he pushed a piece of cloth forward, and people invested money in it wisely. It didn't matter whether they gave more or less.
In fact, the last time I earned a lot, even though it was only copper coins and one or two pieces of silver, it was more valuable. I didn’t have to ask Li Xiao for the money to buy wine. After buying the wine, I still had some leftover.
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After each lecture, there were children following him asking questions. He planned to use the remaining money from last time to buy some sweets and share them with the children when he went there this time.
After drinking the wine in the bowl, Shi Yu said hello to the waiter, picked up the wine bottle, hung it on his waist, and went out.
A middle-aged man in linen clothes walked towards me with his head lowered.
"Shopkeeper Liu." Shi Yu greeted with a smile. He was the shopkeeper of this wine shop.
The middle-aged man raised his head and saw this popular storyteller, and immediately smiled.
The shopkeeper surnamed Liu walked quickly, stopped in front of Shi Yu, and asked, "Sir, are you going to tell a story?"
Shi Yu nodded with a smile and asked tentatively: "Let's go together?"
Shopkeeper Liu chuckled and said, "This is a good feeling."
The two of them were talking and laughing, and walked towards the small square.
"Uncle Liu, the 'peach blossom wine' in your shop is really good. This skill cannot be lost. I will come here often in the future." Shi Yu smiled and chatted with the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper surnamed Liu has no children, and the waiter is just a handyman, Shi Yu knows.
Shopkeeper Liu sighed and said, "Originally, I wanted to pass it on to Xiao Wang, but Xiao Wang is stupid and doesn't like to learn, so he is afraid of spoiling this craft."
Shi Yu nodded and said nothing. It was difficult for an outsider to interfere in Shopkeeper Liu's own affairs.
Near a pastry shop, Shi Yu bought some peach cakes and put them in his hands.
I took one and handed it to Shopkeeper Liu. Shopkeeper Liu didn't take it and just said: "It's so sweet. I even pointed out that I can take two bites of meat when I am old."
Shi Yu tasted a piece himself. It tasted good, but there was a bit too much icing sugar. It was really, as shopkeeper Liu said, too sweet.
"Sir, are you going to tell a story?"
A slightly childish voice came from behind.
Shi Yu turned around and saw two children, a boy and a girl, following not far away, looking at him.
He recognized both of these children. Every time they were told, he would sit at the front and listen most attentively.
"Yes, do you want to go together?" Shi Yu smiled and nodded.
"Is that okay?" the boy asked timidly.
"Can."
Shi Yu and shopkeeper Zhang were walking side by side. To Shi Yu's left was a boy in coarse clothes and cloth shoes. On the left, a smaller girl was holding the boy's hand. In the free hand of the two children, they each held a
A piece of peach cake is delicious.
It was given to me by a kind-hearted storyteller.
When they arrived at the small square, Shi Yu was still sitting against a dead tree on the side.
Without him opening his mouth, someone was already shouting, "Sir is here with a story!"
After a while, people gathered in front of the dead tree.
The two people who came with Shi Yu were still sitting at the front of the crowd.
Shopkeeper Liu squatted on the left side with a smile and muttered, "Sir, the more you watch, the more mature you become."
It turned out that Shi Yu's expression was calm and quite a bit like a true scholar, unfazed by favors and humiliations, sitting like a bell.
After the people had almost arrived, Shi Yu cleared his throat and started talking without saying hello.
"It is said that on a continent in the middle of the Nine Continents, in an Xianjia sect, there was a young man in white with outstanding talent. The young man's talent in sword practice was really good. Even the ancestors of the Xianjia sect were impressed.
He said, "He has the talent of an earthly immortal." One day, when he was traveling down the mountain, he came across a weak woman lying on her side in the grass, with a large amount of blood on her leg..."