Emperor Gao of the Great Sui Dynasty attended the Thousand Old Man Banquet. The envoy from Great Li was the Minister of Rites who came to Longquan County that year. If Chen Pingan saw it, he would definitely recognize it at a glance.
At the banquet, which was full of gray-haired people, those sitting to the left and right of Da Li's minister were Song Jixin and Xu Ruo. They both used pseudonyms, and Zhigui did not show up.
Xu Ruo was still in the knight costume with Hengjian behind him.
Probably no one except the young embroidered tiger knew how big of a thing Xu Ruo had done.
Face Mr. Fan directly and promise one of the merchants on behalf of the Song family in Da Li. They can enter this gluttonous feast that is sweeping across the continent and allow it to flourish. The Song family in Da Li will not interfere at all within thirty years.
As Xu Ruo drank, he was not thinking about these major events, but how to train Dong Shuijing, who still bought wontons every day, into a real credit card person.
Song Jixin looked at the Emperor Gao of the Sui Dynasty, and then looked around, feeling that the entire Sui Dynasty was filled with despair.
Zhigui, or Wang Zhu, stayed alone in the deserted post house.
A tall, thin, middle-aged Taoist priest used a trick to hide his true appearance. He quietly came to the post house with two monks from Zhenwu Mountain, and found him leaning on the railing under the eaves, listening to the sound of wind chimes.
of Zhigui.
The middle-aged Taoist priest removed his magic skills and revealed his true appearance, surrounded by immortal energy and with a fish-tail crown on his head. Just standing in the courtyard, there was an aura of the great road that coexists with the heaven and earth. He stood like a great mountain standing between heaven and earth.
Zhigui just glanced at the Taoist Lord of the Shen Gao Sect, Qi Zhen, the leader of the Taoist lineage of Aquarius Continent. As for the sword-bearing monk in Zhenwu Mountain, he didn't even look at it. She paid more attention to the man squatting on his shoulders.
The young man in the black cat was gentle and quiet, similar to the fool in Xinghua Lane in his memory. He was more delicate. His face was slightly pale, and he looked at her with a warm smile and a hot feeling hidden deep in his eyes.
The desire to possess.
Zhigui doesn't like this guy very much, not because she has any prejudice against him, but because Ma Kuxuan's grandmother is really disgusting to her. There are bad habits that women in the world should not have, and it seems that they are all because of that person.
The old woman has taken over all of them. Every time she goes to the iron lock well to fetch water, whenever she meets that old woman, she will inevitably hear a few sarcastic and sarcastic words. If Zhigui hadn't been so overwhelmed by the rules of Lizhu Cave,
, she had a hundred ways to make the long-tongued old woman's life worse than death. Later, Old Man Yang lost his mind and actually gave the old woman a fortune and turned into a river woman of the Longxu River in the town. Zhigui could only continue to wait for the opportunity.
, one day, she will give the old aunt, whose real name is Ma Lanhua, a taste of hell on earth.
As for what will happen to Ma Kuxuan when the time comes, does she care? She doesn't care at all.
Qi Zhen smiled and said: "Miss Zhigui, what Master Lu asked Pindao to do has been done. Now Shengaozong has just obtained a brand new broken blessed land. Pindao welcomes Miss Zhigui to enter it to seek opportunities. Pindao is willing
Protect me all the way."
Tracing back to his origins, Qi Zhen was of the same lineage as the second Taoist priest, but Lu Chen was originally one of the three masters, and now he is in charge of Bai Yujing. Qi Zhen was able to do something for Lu Chen, so he was naturally very happy and could join
Qi Zhen was convinced by Master Lu's discernment that he would reach the Ascension Realm in the future, which was no longer an extravagant hope. When Qi Zhen was young, he received a prophecy from an outsider, "Immortals also want to look at plum blossoms to quench their thirst." Before the Twelve Realms
, which is a good omen. When Qi Zhen becomes the Heavenly King, it is almost the end of his journey and he will slowly wait for death. And the headmaster Lu Chen happens to be one of the most important people in the world who likes to change the fate of people who like him.
, According to legend, Master Lu liked to do the four most important things, including carving rotten wood.
Ma Kuxuan only had eyes for her. Looking at the girl he had liked for a long time, he smiled and said, "Don't bother Tianjun, I can do it."
Zhi Guili ignored the Taoist Heavenly Lord and didn't even sit straight. He still tilted his head lazily and looked at Ma Kuxuan, "You are the blessing that Lu Chen promised to give me? Is it the future?"
Are you all taking orders from me?"
Back then, Lu Chen was running a fortune-telling stall and after meeting Emperor Da Li and Song Ji Xin, he went to Mubo Alley alone and found her. He said that with a little calculation, he got Song Zhengchun's words that suited Lu Chen's heart: "Let her go."
"Ma", so he was able to take advantage of the opportunity to take Ma Kuxuan into his pocket. Lu Chen planned to give Ma Kuxuan to Zhigui.
Zhigui didn't care about the ins and outs, and he didn't pay too much attention at first, because he didn't think Ma Kuxuan could do much good. Later, Ma Kuxuan became famous in Zhenwu Mountain, and he was unstoppable twice, breaking through the realm one after another.
She then felt that although Ma Kuxuan was not one of the five, there might be another secret. Zhigui was too lazy to think about it. An extra knife in his hand was not a bad thing anyway. Now she had nothing to be free except the Fu family in Laolongcheng.
Called by the minions.
Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "It's all up to you. Whoever you want to kill, just tell me. As long as it's not an old bastard from the upper five realms, I promise to bring his head back. As for those from the upper five realms, wait and see.
It’s still possible, and it shouldn’t take too long.”
Because of his fondness for Zhigui, Ma Kuxuan was frequently complained and nagged by his grandmother at his ancestral home on Xinghua Lane.
Only in this matter would his grandma, who dotes on him the most, say a few words about him.
Zhigui asked: "Then can you kill Chen Ping'an?"
The Zhenwu Mountain Taoist Protector's heart tightened and he said in a deep voice: "No."
Zhigui just stared at Ma Kuxuan.
Ma Kuxuan said with a smile: "There are saints sitting in Shanya Academy, so I can't kill Chen Ping'an. But you can give me a time limit, such as one year, three years, etc. But to be honest, if the rumors are true,
Chen Pingan is not easy to kill now, unless..."
Zhigui yelled and interrupted Ma Kuxuan's words, "Forget it. It seems that you are not that good. Lu Chen was not very kind and gave it to Tianjun Xie Shi's descendant, that silly long eyebrow.
My son, once I took action, it was an exquisite pagoda comparable to an immortal weapon. When it was my turn, I became so petty."
The military monk from Zhenwu Mountain was afraid that Ma Kuxuan would be angry after hearing these words. He never thought that when he used the secret method to look at the lake in his heart, he would actually find it as calm as a mirror, and there was even some radiance symbolizing joy in the mirror.
Ma Kuxuan smiled brightly and said: "Wang Zhu, just wait. One day, you will know that I am the best. No matter how valuable the immortal soldiers are, or what kind of favored sons are blessed by nature, when the time comes to look back, they will all be forgotten.
It’s just rags and ants.”
Zhigui was a little strange, "What do you like about me? I didn't have much contact with you in the small town. I don't remember clearly. Maybe we haven't even spoken."
Being ignored and left out in this way, Ma Kuxuan still performed well enough to make all the ancestors of Zhenwu Mountain stare. He was a little shy for the first time, but he did not give an answer.
Zhi Gui suddenly laughed and pointed at Ma Kuxuan, "Aren't you, Ma Kuxuan, the most famous and proud man in Aquarius Continent today?"
The corner of Ma Kuxuan's mouth curled up, and in an instant, he returned to the domineering monk that the world was familiar with. His extraordinary talents made people of his age despair, and made the old monk feel that hundreds of years had been lived on a dog's body. The key was Ma Kuxuan's number.
Every time he goes down the mountain to hone his skills, or confronts others in the arena of Zhenwu Mountain, he kills decisively, cruelly and bloodyly, deciding between life and death in an instant. He also likes to cut the grass and root out the roots, and never forgives others regardless of whether they are justified or not.
Ma Kuxuan said slowly: "I am not a proud man of heaven."
The black cat squatting on his shoulder curled up, raised its paws and licked it, looking particularly docile.
Zhigui looked at him and curled his lips, "It's up to you."
Ma Kuxuan asked: "If I kill Song Jixin one day, will you be angry?"
Zhigui seemed a little annoyed and glared: "Ma Kuxuan, please stop talking big before you have no ability, otherwise it will be very annoying."
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "I listen to you."
The protector of Zhenwu Mountain, who watched Ma Kuxuan grow up step by step, had mixed emotions.
Tianjun Qizhen was indifferent to these.
It was only out of respect for Master Lu who had returned to Bai Yujing that I had the patience to stand here and watch these juniors chatting away like housemates.
Regardless of their respective identities, Zhigui and Ma Kuxuan are just two pieces of fine porcelain that can be easily broken as long as they do not reach the upper five realms.
Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I will go to the Zhu Ying Dynasty soon and kill a few Earth Immortal Sword Cultivators as an opportunity to break through."
Zhigui said casually: "I don't care where you go."
Ma Kuxuan laughed loudly, turned to Qi Zhen and said, "Then please ask the Lord of Heaven to take us out of the city."
Qi Zhen nodded and said to Zhi Gui that we would meet later, and the three figures disappeared.
The great formation in the capital of the Sui Dynasty did not notice anything unusual.
It's like going in and out of an uninhabited area.
The entire Aquarius Continent's worldly world, and perhaps only Da Li Jing City, would make this Heavenly Lord a little afraid.
Zhigui lay on the railing, feeling a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and scratched the railing with the nail of a slender finger, making a squeaking sound.
She turned around, leaned her back against the railing, tilted her head back, and her whole body was curvy.
She bent her fingers and played them again and again, causing the string of wind chimes under the eaves to jingle.
In the twilight.
She opened her golden eyes with erect pupils.
The vision dissipated.
She stood up, stood tall and graceful, and looked towards the courtyard door with a smile.
Song Jixin walked into the courtyard smelling faintly of alcohol.
She asked: "Is the Qiansou Banquet fun?"
Song Jixin shook his sleeves and lamented: "Those old guys at the banquet wanted to twitch and skin the three of us present, eat our flesh, and drink our blood. I was scared to death."
Zhigui asked curiously: "Didn't we conclude a hundred-year covenant? We have no grievances with the young master, but we, the Li cavalry, went straight south without passing their door. Why are they so unfriendly?"
Song Jixin leaned against the railing, thought for a while, and replied: "I'm used to living a good life, and I can't bear the slightest grievance."
Zhigui said with a sudden look on his face: "Well, that slave has a much better temper than them."
Song Jixin mistakenly thought she was talking about the bullshit that happened in several nearby streets back then.
Qing, smiled and said: "When the young master comes out, I will definitely help you vent your anger."
Zhigui hummed and asked, "Young master, haven't you been able to figure out the secret of those three books?"
Song Jixin was a little tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks with his hands. "Maybe it's just some ordinary books that made me suspicious for so long."
Song Jixin suddenly reached into his sleeve, took out an khaki four-legged snake that looked like a common sight in the countryside, and threw it on the ground, "During the Qiansou Banquet, it was always ready to move. If Xu Ruo hadn't used his sword to suppress it, it would have probably died.
I'm going to attack the Sui Emperor and eat his head off as a midnight snack."
The maidservant knelt down, took out a Grain Rain coin, and placed it in the palm of her hand.
The four-legged snake shrank back, not daring to swallow the food in one bite.
Song Jixin bent down, looked at the little guy with horns on his forehead, and said helplessly: "Look at how cowardly you are, and look at your water dragon in Shujian Lake, it's really a world of difference."
Song Jixin ignored it, yawned, and went to sleep in the house.
Zhigui shook his palm, but the four-legged snake still did not dare to step forward.
"You know what you're interested in."
Zhigui smiled and threw the Guyu money in his hand into his mouth. The little guy seemed a little aggrieved and neighed softly.
Zhigui clenched his fist and punched it on the head, "You don't open for three years, you open for three years. You don't understand this?"
She stood up and kicked the four-legged snake flying into the courtyard, "You have no skills at all, how dare you expect the ancient relics of the Imperial Master, just secretly drooling, and you were caught red-handed."
, how come you are showing off such a thing that has little success but more than failure."
Zhigui sat on the steps, took off an embroidered shoe and waved to it.
The little guy came to her feet obediently. Still angry, she picked up the embroidered shoes and slapped the little guy.
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Linlu Academy was newly built on Piyun Mountain in Longquan County. Prince Gao Xuan of the Great Sui Dynasty studied here. Neither the Great Sui Dynasty nor the Great Li Dynasty deliberately concealed this fact.
This is Gao Xuan's second time entering Longquan County, but once in the sky, he had to walk through the Li Zhu Cave Sky on a sky-reaching ladder, and this time on the ground, on the real Da Li territory.
Piyun Mountain is now Dali Beiyue. The mountain is new, and the academy is also new. From the masters who preach and teach, to the young scholars who are studying and learning, it is also new.
Linlu Academy was organized by the Great Li imperial court. It does not have the title of one of the seventy-two academies. The mountain master and deputy mountain chiefs are not very famous. There is also an old minister of Huang Tingguo who belonged to the Great Sui Dynasty in the past. But everyone knows that Lin Lu
The Academy must be heading for "Seventy-Two", and the Song family of Dali is determined to win it.
At first, Gao Xuan thought that there would be many conflicts when he was in the academy. At least there would be some indifference, or else there would be temptations with ulterior motives, just like when Li Baoping and Yu Lu arrived at the Cliff Academy in Donghua Mountain. Why?
They all suffered from being bullied. But after Gao Xuan stayed in Linlu Academy for a few months, he felt a little disappointed, because it seemed that from master to student, he, a student or classmate of the prince of an enemy country, did not pay much attention to him.
Almost no one showed any overt hostility.
Gao Xuan wondered about this for a long time, and was later awakened by the words of the ancestor of the Geyang Gao family who practiced in Jie Mao, Piyun Mountain.
In just a few hundred years, the Dali Dynasty grew from a vassal state of the Lu Dynasty, from a muddy pond where eunuchs were involved in politics and relatives had exclusive power, to today's northern hegemon of Aquarius Continent. During this period, there were constant wars and wars.
In the Dead Man, they have been annexing the surrounding neighboring countries. Even the people of the Great Li Capital come from all directions. They do not have the same status and status that many people have in the Sui Dynasty. How are they now? Their ancestors two or three hundred years ago,
This is also true.
A little high heat will make it transparent, running water will not rot, and door hinges will not be beetrooted.
However, the ancestor of the Gao family, who once lived in the market as a storyteller in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, sighed, "Flowing water? It's only right to bleed."
Whenever Gao Xuan has free time, he will carry his bookcase and travel alone to the mountains in the west of Longquan County, or go to the small town to walk around, or go to the newly built county in the north, and even make a special trip to visit it.
We took a detour to eat a bowl of wontons on the incense road with a mountain temple in the north. The shop owner’s surname was Dong. He was a tall young man who was friendly and friendly. Gao Xuan went back and forth and became friends with him. If Dong Shuijing was not busy, he would still
I will cook two home-cooked dishes myself, and the two of us will have some drinks.
Gao Xuan occasionally goes to an uninhabited house. It is said that the owner is a man named Li Er, and it is now occupied by his wife's family. He is thinking about how to sell it for a high price, but it seems that it is in the county government office.
There was a problem with the house, because there was no title deed after all.
Inside Gao Xuan's bookcase, there is a Dragon King basket.
Every day, according to the secret technique taught by the ancestor of the Gao family, Xiaoshu Qian Xiaolian is poured into it one by one, so that the spiritual energy inside is as thick as water.
In the small bamboo fish basket, there is a golden carp swimming slowly.
That was the first time Gao Xuan met Li Er, and of course Chen Ping'an.
Gao Xuan was actually mentally prepared before coming here. Maybe one day he would need to hand over the Dragon King Basket and the Golden Carp to a powerful person in the Great Li Dynasty as the price for his stable studies at Linlu Academy.
But so far, even County Magistrate Yuan and County Sheriff Wu have not come to see him.
Gao Xuan was squatting by the stream washing his face that day. Suddenly he turned around and saw a handsome man wearing a snow-white robe with a golden earring hanging from his ear.
Gao Xuan quickly stood up, bowed and saluted, "Gao Xuan pays homage to Beiyue Zhengshen."
Wei Bo, the righteous god of North Mountain in Dali, smiled and said: "Don't be so polite. I see you walking around a lot, and it's not a problem to always carry the Dragon King basket like this. If you can trust me, you might as well open the Dragon King basket and put the golden carp in."
Enter the stream and be nourished in this living water. Using spiritual energy as water is dead nourishment. Over time, it will lose its spirituality. In a short period of time, the realm will rise quickly, but it will be blocked at the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul realm. Even if you let it go
Entering the water and absorbing spiritual energy every day will be much inferior, and the progress of cultivation will be relatively slow, but in the long run, the advantages will outweigh the disadvantages."
Wei Bo pointed to the distance, "From here to the Longxu River and then to the Tiefu River, it can swim freely. I will say hello to the two river goddesses and the River God, and will not restrict its practice."
Gao Xuan was actually a little hesitant.
He has never had any dealings with this great god of the Great Li Mountain, so how can he rest assured?
The golden carp in the fish basket was hailed by our ancestors as one that would hopefully jump over the dragon gate in Middle-earth and turn into a real dragon in the future.
On the great road, people's hearts are subtle, and all kinds of calculations emerge in endlessly.
Since Gao Xuan has been forced to take away this huge opportunity, he must recognize the general trend and his Taoist heart will become more determined. Working hard in adversity can best strengthen your character.
But if someone is plotting against him and he loses the blessing that already belongs to him, he will lose more than just a golden carp, and it will also cause flaws and gaps in Gao Xuan's path.
Wei Bo smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. When you figure it out one day, it won't be too late to let it go."
Wei Bo was about to turn around and leave.
The ancestor of the Gao family suddenly rushed from Piyun Mountain, appeared next to Gao Xuan, and said to Gao Xuan: "Just listen to Mr. Wei, there will be no harm at all."
When Gao Xuan saw his ancestor appear, he no longer hesitated, opened the bamboo box, took out the Dragon King Basket, and put the golden carp into the stream.
The golden carp swung its tail happily and flashed downstream.
Gao Xuan squatted by the water, holding an empty fish basket, and murmured: "After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature."
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When Zhao Yao left Lizhu Cave in an ox cart, he followed his grandfather's arrangement and went to practice Taoism in an immortal sect in the middle of Aquarius Continent near the sea to the west.
But on the way, he met the young man with the mole between his eyebrows, who called himself Xiuhu.
Zhao Yao finally handed over the Spring Seal presented by his husband because the other party was Cui Chan, the Grand Master of the Great Li Kingdom.
Among the people in the small town school, Zhao Yao was the one who accompanied his husband the most among his generation. Children like Li Baoping and Song Jixin, a peer who Zhao Yao greatly admired, were not as good as him in this matter.
Zhao Yao traveled all the way, relying on a secret cultivation method and two immortal artifacts given to him by Cui Chan in exchange, which could always turn disaster into good luck.
But in the end, Zhao Yao approached the fairy cave, and the ox cart had reached the foot of the mountain. Zhao Yao, who was haggard in appearance and spirit, suddenly changed his mind, abandoned the cart, untied the buffalo, and continued toward the sea to the west alone. Finally, he found
We took a ferry to a legendary fairy island and took a ferry to the fairy island hanging overseas. Then we changed to a ferry and continued to the direction of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. After all, there are only cross-continental ferries in the entire Aquarius Continent in the Old Dragon City.
Moreover, most of them are merchant ships hanging upside down from the mountains. Therefore, if Aquarius Continent Qi practitioners want to go to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, they can only use Zhao Yao's method and use the short and medium-distance ferries of the Sea Fairy Sect again and again.
But after more than half of the trip, the Xianjia ferry that Zhao Yao was riding encountered a catastrophe. It was covered by the sky, like some kind of flying fish from a swarm of locusts, smashing into the ferry. Zhao Yao and most of the people fell into the sea, and some of them fell into the sea.
He died on the spot. Zhao Yao escaped with the help of a protective magic weapon. However, the sea was vast and it seemed that there was still a dead end. Sooner or later, he would be buried in the belly of a fish.
Two golden elixir monks on the ferry wanted to escape against the wind. One tried to break through the flying fish formation, but died in despair and was shattered into pieces by the endless swarm of flying fish. The other saw that the opportunity was not good and was exhausted, so he had to quickly drop down and escape.
Into the sea.
Zhao Yao was sitting on a huge tree that was part of the wreckage of the ferry, with the package tightly tied to his body. He had been floating for an unknown amount of time, his appearance was withered, and he was worse off than dead.
Finally unable to hold on any longer, Zhao Yao fainted and fell from the giant tree into the sea water, drifting with the current relying on the last aura of his protective magic weapon.
When Zhao Yao opened his eyes in a daze, he found himself lying on a bed. He suddenly woke up and sat up. He saw a fairly spacious but simple thatched hut. His family was sitting on the four walls full of books. The books were full of yellowing books, which was almost overwhelming.
walk.
Zhao Yao, who had become skinny and skinny, got up and found the package on the bed.
After opening it, I found that everything inside was intact, and I felt relieved.
Along the half-human-high "Book Mountain" trail, Zhao Yao walked out of the thatched hut. After pushing the door open, the mountains suddenly opened up. He found that the hut was built on the top of a cliff. When he pushed the door open, he could view the sea.
Zhao Yao also saw an unsheathed sword stuck diagonally on the top of the mountain, which was stained with rust and dull.
Zhao Yao walked to the edge of the cliff and stared blankly at the bottomless top.
Just when Zhao Yao was about to take a step forward, a warm voice sounded beside him, "There is no end to the road, are you so disappointed in yourself?"
Zhao Yao's eyes were dim with tears. He turned his head and saw a slender man in a green shirt, overlooking the sea.
Zhao Yao, who was still a young man at that time, wiped away his tears and suddenly asked: "Sir, he must be an expert outside the world. Can you accept me as a disciple? I want to learn the magic of the immortal family!"
The man shook his head and said with a smile: "I have never become a master, and I have never accepted disciples for fear of trouble. You can recuperate your health here, and I will send you away."
Zhao Yao asked: "Where is this place?"
The man smiled and said: "Where else can this be in the human world?"
Zhao Yao was probably out of his mind, and when his mind was at its most desperate and fragile, he asked rudely: "I want to know, where in the world is this?!"
The man was not angry at all, he smiled and said: "I didn't mean to quarrel with you. This is just an ordinary place without a name. It's not a fairy mansion. The spiritual energy is thin. It's not far from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. If you're lucky, you can still get there.
You can meet fishermen or pearl divers.”
After that, Zhao Yao lived here and cultivated his health. After getting along for a long time, you will find that the man is actually very ordinary except for his strong feet.
Even though there are many books in the huts on the top of the mountain, the man usually doesn't have a word of profound language. He has to eat every day and often walks down the mountain to the seaside.
Zhao Yao would just read books every day, or he would sit on the edge of the cliff in a daze.
Only one day when Zhao Yao was so bored that he tried to pull out the sword on the ground, the man stood on the other side of his hut and reminded Zhao Yao with a smile not to touch it.
Zhao Yao asked curiously: "Does this sword have a name?"
The man in green shirt shook his head and said: "Never."
Zhao Yao asked again, "Sir, is he a person who failed in the imperial examination? Or is he running away from his enemies, so he left the land and lived in seclusion here?"
The man still shook his head: "No, it's not as complicated as you think. I just agree with one sentence: life is really difficult and there are many different roads. Since the road is difficult, just stop, be lazy, and think about it."
Zhao Yao asked tentatively: "Sir, is he really not that great person from this world? For example, is he a golden elixir or a terrestrial immortal in the Nascent Soul realm?"
The man smiled and asked: "Of course I am not an earthly immortal. Besides, what does it have to do with you, Zhao Yao, whether I am or not?"
Zhao Yao has lived here for nearly two years. The island is not too big. Zhao Yao can already visit it alone. It is true as the man said, if you are lucky, you can meet fishermen who go fishing at sea, but it is also extremely risky.
, a pearl diver who can become rich overnight.
Zhao Yao's mood stabilized, so he took the initiative and told the man that he wanted to travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
The man smiled and nodded, "Be careful on the road and remember not to be disappointed in yourself again. Maybe this is the most disappointing thing."
Zhao Yao was a little embarrassed, and finally took out the wooden chilong paperweight and said, "In order to repay the kindness of saving my life, I want to give it to sir."
The man waved his hands, seeming a little helpless, "When did it become such a moral thing in the outside world to save people to the best of our ability?"
Zhao Yao said stubbornly: "But my husband saved me without any intention of repaying me, but I can't care less about the people being saved! This is the most important thing on my body, so it's just right to repay my husband."
The man smiled and said, "That means the world has not become too bad after all."
It's just that the man didn't accept the paperweight in the end.
Zhao Yao took a homemade raft to land. Standing on the raft, Zhao Yao said goodbye to the man on the shore.
After that, the man still lived such a leisurely life.
One day, the long sword on the top of the mountain trembled slightly.
The man stood next to the long sword, looked in the direction of Aquarius Continent, smiled and said: "Old Huang Li, don't turn it over."
The trembling sound of the long sword gradually stopped.
Afterwards, two visitors appeared on the island out of thin air, an old Taoist with a rosy nose and a young Taoist. The latter quickly squatted on the ground and vomited.
Starting from the alley of the village in the southeast of Aquarius Continent, to the shore of the west sea of Aquarius Continent, to an isolated island in the sea where the Immortal Family of Zongzitou is seated, and finally to here, the young Taoist priest has vomited again and again.
The old Taoist crouched down quickly, patted his apprentice's back gently, and said guiltily: "It's okay, it's okay. After vomiting this time... I'll vomit again, uh, maybe twice, and I'll get over it."
The young Taoist priest almost vomited out bile, and asked with red eyes: "Master, you keep saying this every time, when is the end, can you give me an accurate answer?"
An old Taoist dressed in a strange Taoist robe with sleeves that looked like fire dragons slithering around, had an awkward smile.
The young Taoist priest stood up and asked: "Master, you said you wanted to take me to meet the person you admire most, but you don't want to tell me where he came from. Why?"
The old Taoist smiled and said nothing, raised his head and asked: "Open the door, our master and disciple can ask you for a cup of tea, okay?"
The man sighed and appeared on the beach, standing just a foot away from the master and the disciple, "I am a scholar, and you, a great heavenly master with the surname of Longhu Mountain, want to compete with me in the art of thunder and talismans?"
The old Taoist has already used his magical powers to prevent his disciples from hearing this person's words.
There are some things that still need to be hidden from this stupid disciple.
The short old Taoist asked with a smile: "You are not even allowed in? What, you have agreed to compete with me in Taoism? If you can get in, I will win, and then you will lend me the sword?"
The man shook his head and said, "Do you really want to be so persistent?"
The young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng couldn't hear what the master and the man in green shirt were talking about.
In fact, Zhang Shanfeng was horrified to find that if he took one look at the face of the man in green shirt, he would forget what he had seen before.
The old Taoist laughed and said, "Oh, I'm angry. Come out and beat me if you can?"
The man twitched his lips.
Zhang Shanfeng suddenly heard his master's shameless words, and couldn't help but remind him softly: "Master, although you have always claimed to be a person who has achieved Taoism, as a Qi practitioner on the mountain, when you come to visit, you still speak.
Please pay attention to some etiquette and grace."
The old Taoist nodded in agreement, and then glared at the man, "What kind of hero can you be if you use such tricks?"
The man said: "You can't pull out that sword, so why borrow it?"
The old Taoist looked solemn, "Is this poor Taoist still unable to get out of his current state?"
The man nodded and said: "No matter how high you are, you still won't be able to control it."
The old Taoist sighed deeply.
There was a secret incident in Longhu Mountain back then.
The old Taoist promised the great heavenly master of the previous generation that only by killing the Ascension Realm demon can he return to Longhu Mountain in a legitimate and legitimate manner.
Now the outcome is 80 to 20, and he is sure of victory, but if it comes to life and death, it is only between 50 and 50.
The old Taoist glanced at the disciple around him who had the highest hopes for him, and decided to give it a try!
The man suddenly looked at the young Taoist priest, "Is this your fist intention?"
Zhang Shanfeng was carrying an ordinary peach wood sword from Longhu Mountain and a damaged ancient sword with the word "Zhenwu" engraved on his back. After hearing the question from the man in green shirt, Zhang Shanfeng was confused.
The old Taoist said proudly: "What, it's amazing, isn't it? My disciple created it himself!"
The man in green shirt showed an unprecedented look of appreciation, "Maybe he can open up a new path for martial arts in the world, and he can also develop many merits. Well, what's more rare is that he is sincere and you have accepted a good disciple."
The old Taoist smiled from ear to ear and started talking nonsense, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
Zhang Shanfeng didn't feel that his master was talking nonsense, nor was he disappointed by it. When he was practicing on the mountain, he was indeed the most mediocre person. He was far inferior to his senior brothers and sisters, and even inferior to some Taoist boys who were just his nephews.
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The man smiled and said: "I have heard some things about Longhu Mountain. If you want to take this disciple up the mountain to worship the ancestor, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. It just so happened that the demon has indeed crossed the border."
The man thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me to give you a stick of incense."
Turn around and walk to the top of the mountain.
The man in green shirt casually grabbed the long sword stuck on the top of the mountain and held it in his hand.
This outsider, who was only willing to admit that he was a scholar, did not show any high-spirited expression. Even after he pulled out the long sword that even a foreign master could not pull out, he did not cause any strange phenomena in the world.
Just like any poor scholar in the world who studies hard in a cold window, he sits in his study, picks up a pen, and wants to write an article as big as a piece of tofu.
He went to an abyss that no one dared to enter in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and with one sword, he destroyed the demon of the Thirteenth Realm entrenched at the bottom of the abyss, both physically and mentally.
Returning to the top of the mountain, he inserted the rusty sword back into the ground, walked down the mountain, and said to the old Taoist: "Now you can climb Mount Longhu."
The old Taoist said with a playful smile: "You're so embarrassed, I won't thank you for your kindness, so let's leave now and come back later."
He took the bewildered Zhang Shanfeng's arm, drew a talisman with his foot, shrank thousands of miles away, and went to a high mountain inland of the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
The man in green shirt didn't mind either, he just stood there and continued to watch the sea.
Zhao Yao was young and ignorant at the time and once asked him if he was a frustrated person.
This question is really interesting.
Because this scholar has always been known as the most proud person in the world.
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