A thin Taoist priest, wearing a felt hat, a heavily mended blue cotton robe, and a pair of thick cotton shoes, walked on the road like a thin bamboo pole dangling.
Next to him was a burly middle-aged man, carrying a knife at his waist. The handle of the knife was rubbed until it was shiny. The man started growing a beard a few months ago, and soon his face was full of beards.
The two parties were walking back to their hometowns together. Their hometowns were not far away, only thirty or forty miles away, and both fell within the boundaries of Wuling County.
In fact, the Taoist priest wanted the man to be more than twenty years younger, but because of his older appearance, he looked at least ten years older than the latter.
The key point is that although this Taoist priest does not have an officially recognized oracle and is a private practitioner, he is a genuine Taoist and his close friends are pure martial artists.
The two of them returned from a long trip together. This trip took several years. They traveled to many places and met many strange people and strange things.
It was none other than Yuan Lu, the rice thief king, and Qi Gu, a warrior in the line of swordsmen.
A perfect monk at the Jade Pu Realm, and a peak martial artist at the Nine Realms who may break through at any time.
In this world of Qingming, the Taoist priests of the rice thief lineage only look at the word "rice thief" and know that their situation is not that good. They are similar to the corpse-solving immortal, the porter and the one-word master, and they will not be walking on the street.
Everyone is shouting about the evil ways, but it is best not to get close to the boundary of Baiyujing. Once you find out where you are, you will probably go to the 12th floor of the Five Cities as a guest.
Qi Gu asked: "Do you think I should agree to Zhu Xuan's invitation?"
During my travels, I once passed by Yongzhou. Among the fourteen Qingming states, it is a Feng Shui treasure land with the most abundant water transportation.
The Qingshan Dynasty in Bingzhou and the Yufu Dynasty in Yongzhou were both the most powerful dynasties in the state and the leading behemoths.
Somehow, the whereabouts of the two were discovered by the young empress of the Yufu Dynasty. Zhu Xuan showed up in person and invited Qi Gu to serve as a royal minister.
However, both parties knew very well that Zhu Xuan, the empress of the Yufu Dynasty, was cutting off the truth, because Qi Gu could become the "strongest" warrior at any time and anywhere. If he broke through in the Yufu Dynasty, he could gain an additional share.
A considerable amount of martial arts gifts, so Zhu Xuan not only offered a worship status, but also offered an extremely generous price. Not to mention the salary, Zhu Xuan just promised to take out a weapon from the royal treasury for Qi Gu to use.
, the deadline is three hundred years, which is extremely tempting. This peerless gun called "Broken Formation" has always been the national treasure of the Yufu Dynasty. It can innately restrain the formations of Qi practitioners. If Qi Gu
Become a martial artist at the end of the world, and then hold this gun, and you will be invincible against the Qi practitioners under the immortals.
Let alone deciding the outcome, it would be difficult for the opponent to escape.
Anyone who can be ranked among the ten young and candidates, whether a monk or a warrior, who doesn't have a few killer skills?
On the other hand, the Qingshen Dynasty seems to be completely indifferent to where Qi Gu breaks the situation. So far, not even a Taoist official has shown up, let alone His Majesty the Emperor and Yao Qing.
Qi was very angry.
After all, I am a martial artist in the Nine Realms, but why am I so out of your sight?
Wang Yuanlu said: "Anyway, you won't be able to move your legs when you see your pretty aunt."
Qi Gu said angrily: "You're just going to be a gangster."
It is true that Wang Yuanlu dared to be so arrogant on his side. When meeting outsiders, he would be tongue-tied and could not speak clearly. For example, with the empress Zhu Xuan, Wang Yuanlu kept his head down and his ears turned red.
, it was almost a matter of asking three questions and answering one sentence. Previously, at Lu Tai and Yuan Ying's place, the Taoist priest was even more drunk. For some reason, he gave Mr. Lu a few words. He drank to the point of sadness, and his drinking capacity was poor, so he cried.
I was in an uproar, but luckily I didn't go crazy with alcohol.
Perhaps the only exception is Taoist Master Guan Sun of Xuandu, whom Wang Yuanlu has called his "ancestor" for many years.
Wang Yuanlu is indeed quite heroic to the old patron, and he even dares to scold Lao Guapi in front of him.
The old temple master is the unbeatable fifth person in the world, especially his catchphrase of "I am a poor Taoist who likes to be kind to others and never makes enemies with others", which makes him famous in the world of Qingming.
Therefore, Qi Gu privately advised Wang Yuanlu to be more polite when speaking to the old immortal, but he couldn't be persuaded.
"If I don't even see Liu Jing when I go home this time, I won't put my hot face against my cold butt."
The more Qi Gu talked, the angrier he became. He cursed and said, "Damn it, it's true that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, so why don't you blame me for the flowers blooming inside the wall?"
Wuling County, located in the capital of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a place where wealthy and noble families gather together and there are many aristocratic families. The ancestral Yin Yin virtue is the most prosperous in any state.
Wuling County has five counties under its jurisdiction, including Changmao Junyangping. Since it is the location of the imperial mausoleum, it was originally used by the Qingshen Dynasty to gather and place the founding heroes.
The current county governor, Liu Jing, is a relative of the emperor, and he also has the status of a palace watcher. The capital city and the Taoist priests in the capital are all under his control.
In addition, all major mountains and rivers in the Qingshan Dynasty had palaces and palaces to promote officials, which were often used by the court to place idle ministers who were aging, and it was more like an honorary title.
Wang Yuanlu said: "Be careful, Chief Yao is staring at you."
Qi Gu asked: "Isn't that the case?"
Wang Yuanlu frowned slightly and said, "It's hard to say."
Qi Gu hesitated for a moment, but still used the method of gathering voices into a line, and whispered to his friends: "Fortunately, our Bingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Qingcui City, otherwise the second son of Baiyu Jingdao would have dealt with it miserably. Wuling County
It would never be as vibrant as it is today.”
Wang Yuanlu said: "The nature of water is different if it flows from the same source. People live by water, and of course they like gentle water. Floods occur every three days. No one can stand it, and they have to complain."
Qi Gu smiled and said: "Occasionally, I can still come up with a few words of truth."
Qi Gu remembered something and said, "I heard that Master Yu has accepted a new disciple."
The Taoist priest grinned and said, "You have a good life, I can't help but envy you."
Qi Gu joked: "Xu Jun's life is considered good."
The Taoist priest thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Sect Master Xu is not only blessed with a good life... No, Master Xu's life is actually not good. A tough life is his real ability."
Qi Gu said: "One day, I will marry that Bai Ou as my wife, so that I can honor my ancestors!"
The Taoist priest habitually bowed his head and folded his hands, his body stooped, "Hot aunt, if you really want to get married, you just have to chew chili peppers every day."
Qi Gu's eyes sparkled, he shook his wrist and said with a grin: "As long as I win one game against her and marry her, it doesn't matter if I lose another hundred or a thousand games to her!"
There are two types of fighting.
The Taoist priest murmured in a low voice and complained: "Why do you speak so obscenely?"
Qi Gu exclaimed, "Do you understand this?"
In the past hundred years, like a good year for crops, Wuling County has emerged with a large number of talented people who have attracted the attention of various states. There are two candidates among the top ten young people in the world.
In addition, in the Huayang Palace of Difei Mountain, one of the ancestral palaces of the Fulu Sect, there is a young monk with the Taoist name Lei Ran, and there is a female Taoist priest named Nanshan in Caishuoshan Mountain. The two recognized immortal embryos are now young monks.
Infant monk.
The two people on the road at this moment are both young people from Wuling County. Youran and Nanshan are also one of the three thousand Taoist officials rushing to the colorful world. Although they are from rival sects, they are of the same age.
Born in the same month and on the same day, even the time is exactly the same. This is such a perfect match that the two groups of Taoist officials in Difei Mountain and Caizhuishan now have some subtle changes in their hearts.
In fact, Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu really wanted to go to the colorful world together, but the rules set by Haoran Tianwen Temple were there, and both of them had exceeded the threshold, so they couldn't go there if they wanted to.
In the eyes of the Taoist officials on the mountain, Wuling County is a cornucopia and a nest of gods.
In the eyes of several worlds, it is a golden and jade dojo comparable to the Lizhu Cave Heaven of Haoran Tianxia.
There are dandy kids who are just waiting to die on the merits of their ancestors, and there are kids from Wuling who are "young and full of energy, and have their own time to work hard".
young ranger.
Anyway, they are all Wuling boys who are famous all over the world.
But in the eyes of Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu, it is just their hometown.
Rich people are very rich, and poor people will be too poor to open up the pot, and everyone will live their own lives.
Li Liyuan was on the grass, brightly dressed and angry horses were on the official road, dust was flying, and a group of rich and distinguished guests with golden saddles and jade came.
This group of people traveling on horses are all young-faced men and women, armed with swords and bows, riding horses to look for flowers. They are bold and heroic, full of spirit, and full of fierceness.
The Taoist priest was just the opposite. He was timid, had a sinister look on his face, and was full of pettiness and confusion.
Wang Yuanlu hurriedly moved away, not fighting with the other party, and took the initiative to avoid those extremely powerful and magical tall horses. Qi Gu had no choice but to follow and stand by the road. After the group of Wang Yuanlu's disciples rode away, Qi Gu raised his hand and waved.
Waving the dust, he habitually took out his crotch with one hand and said with a smile: "It's just that the skin is good for appearance. It really depends on whether the seed is good or not. It won't help either of us and we will suffer a big loss. So in the future, we must find a good-looking wife."
of."
Wang Yuanlu didn't say anything and was silent for a moment, then said: "If you can change this habit of picking up your crotch, change it. If a woman sees it, your favorable impression will at least be halved."
Qi Gu laughed and said: "This guy is too big and can't position himself properly."
Wang Yuanlu said: "Why do you lift your belt first every time the water is released?"
Qi Gu was speechless. Why are you arguing with me?
The two of them passed by a roadside pavilion, where a group of gamblers were playing dice, Qi Gu rubbed his hands, and Wang Yuanlu glanced sideways.
Qi Gu chuckled, "Don't worry, as is the old rule, since I have promised you, I will definitely keep my word. Forget it for now, I will send you home first."
Qi Gu had a problem since he was a child, he was addicted to gambling.
Later, I met Wang Yuanlu and became friends. I promised with all my heart that if I hang out with me from now on, I guarantee that whatever I need will be provided.
As a result, Qi Gu once suffered big losses twice in Qingshen Dynasty's capital and in Luzhou because of gambling.
It happened that Wang Yuanlu rushed over after hearing the news twice and helped to settle the matter. The so-called "settlement" is very simple. If I, Wang Yuanlu, can't settle the matter with money, I will settle it with my life.
He rescued Qi Gu twice and fought a bloody path.
It can even be said that the reason why Wang Yuanlu became a Taoist priest of Mi Thief's lineage was thanks to Qi Gu.
But in those years, Wang Yuanlu could only complain to Qi Gu, following his elder brother and starving for nine meals in three days.
Wang Yuanlu's idea is very simple and simple. It is my own choice to agree to be friends with you. Since I have become a friend, I must act like a friend.
If a friend doesn't treat me as a friend, that's a problem with my vision. There's nothing to complain about. I've suffered a few times and feel that I can't stand it anymore, so we just part ways.
After that, Wang Yuanlu set a rule for Qi Gu.
As long as you are at the gambling table and don't want to make money, you can gamble as much money as you want, including hundreds, thousands of taels of silver, or even the fairy money. If you run out of money, you can borrow money from me to gamble.
But as long as you are thinking about making money, even if it is just for a few pennies, don't bet. Otherwise, we won't be friends in the future.
Wang Yuanlu's only purpose in making friends is not to be stingy and to have a few close friends. Such people are worth making friends with.
Qi Gu asked: "You still don't want to break the window paper? Don't you want to show your identity to your brother?"
Wang Yuanlu said helplessly: "I'm afraid."
Qi Gu said dullly: "You have to blame me."
If Wang Yuanlu was not a side-sect Taoist priest from the rice thief lineage, and was accepted by the Qingshen Dynasty, his brother's family would have been "ascended to the Tao, becoming immortals and chickens and dogs", not to mention the wealth and honor.
If you set up a family in Wuling County, spread the branches and pass on the incense for several generations, you can't say that you are the king of the county. Now it is no longer possible. Wang Yuanlu has too many enemies on the mountain because he is implicated.
Wang Yuanlu shook his head, "That's not the case. I have the stability of a small life, and my eldest brother also has his own life."
Qi Gu only regarded him as a good friend to comfort him.
Wang Yuanlu's brother, named Wang Yuanfu, whose father-in-law was a local butcher, took a pair of large intestines and a pound of loose wine bought from a roadside wine shop and wandered to the door of his son-in-law's yellow mud house, smelling bad.
With a face, when he met his daughter and son-in-law who went out to greet him, he complained: "I made a mistake and got bad luck. I married my daughter who should have been married to a wealthy family as a wife to you, a rotten poor man who is a treasure in this world.
Over the years, I don’t know how much I have been tired. Now I don’t know what kind of virtue my ancestors have accumulated, which has led you to become a Taoist boy. In the future, you will have more reasons not to do serious things, and your heart will become fat. I don’t know how much hard work it will cost me in the future.
I owe you money in my previous life. If I come to collect debts in this life, if I have the next life, please remember to pay me back."
Wang Yuanfu bent down and lowered his head, not daring to talk back. He glanced at the wine bottle and swallowed. He was really greedy.
As expected, after finishing the wine, my father-in-law still had to take the jug home with a pound of loose wine.
The identity of the Taoist boy who was said to be "promoted" by his father-in-law is actually a candidate for a Taoist priest, similar to the fame of a child born in the world. With this status, one can take part in the county government examination every three years.
Opportunity, if you pass the exam and participate in the imperial examination, you can obtain the status of an orthodox Taoist priest recognized by the imperial court. However, you are still one step away from becoming a real "Taoist official". You have to wait for the vacancy to be filled. When there is a real vacancy,
No matter whether he is working as a yamen official or going to a palace, he is considered a serious Taoist official.
The butcher, who was big and round, said to his daughter who was splashing water: "Go, boil the intestines, and boil a pot of wine to eat."
Wang Yuanfu led his father-in-law into the house and walked behind him. The father-in-law spoke loudly and spitted everywhere. Wang Yuanfu secretly raised his sleeves and wiped his face.
When his father-in-law sat down, Wang Yuanfu shook his robe and gently sat down. Tuzi looked at him from the corner of his eye. He was very careful. He really thought that he was a Taoist official. He was just thinking about that Taoist boy.
He couldn't hold back his words and asked: "Where is your brother who is away from home all year round?"
Wang Yuanfu smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't heard from you for a long time."
The father-in-law sneered and said: "I don't even know how to send a letter to my family. I raised a younger brother for nothing. Fortunately, Wang Yuanlu is a well-educated and literate man. How miserable he has been living outside these years, so he can't even send a letter."
I can’t bear to spend money on letters.”
According to the genealogy of the ancestral hall in the village, the character "Yuan" belongs to the generation, and the name must have the character "Yuan" embedded in it. In fact, Wang Yuanlu's real name is Wang Yuanlu.
Wang Yuanfu still didn't dare to talk back.
In the world of Qingming, Taoist officials have various identities and titles. Not only Qi practitioners can become Taoist officials. Ordinary masters without cultivation qualifications can also obtain Taoist certificates as long as they pass the official assessment, but they will be granted different laws.
In addition to those promulgated by the imperial court, there are also those passed down from generation to generation, and there are also some high-achieving disciples who are simply selected to teach secret talismans and spread the style of the gate.
Like Wang Yuanfu, who is looked down upon by his father-in-law, even if he is lucky enough to become a Taoist official in the future, he will probably still be like a minor official. If he does not enter the Qingliu rank, his future promotion path will be relatively narrow, and he will most likely be transferred.
Go to a remote Taoist temple, or work as an idle clerk at the Qingshui Yamen of the County Yamen Baogao Division or the Brewing Bureau. But for Wang Yuanfu, who was born in poverty and has no legs or feet, if that day comes, it will be considered a great success.
Regarding the matter of shining the lintel, you can go to the village ancestral hall to burn incense and worship your ancestors.
Just like his younger brother Wang Yuanlu, he has been studying Taoist scriptures and codes for 20 years. He applied for the exam many times but failed to get a formal Taoist official. The main problem is in Wuling County. The number of Taoist priests is limited, and the typical situation is that there are too many monks and too little rice.
Those wealthy children who have studied since childhood and have masters to teach and teach them, of course have innate advantages and are good at answering questions. After all, Taoist priests with the title of lawyer, the examiner, how to answer questions is also a science. Moreover, it is strange.
His younger brother Wang Yuanlu was too ambitious, and he went too far. He wanted to pass the exam to be the master of ceremony at the largest Taoist temple in his hometown. He passed the exam. After a few years of "walking" experience, he hoped to be responsible for the Taoist temple's rituals and instructions.
The officers' sitting position shows the dignity of advancing and retreating.
It's just that it's so easy to pass the exam for the Master of Ceremony in the largest Taoist temple in Wuling County. Let alone Wang Yuanlu, even those descendants of the noble family whose ancestors were rich and whose family fortunes are in decline now are not fighting for the top spot?
The father-in-law said: "Your brother is just a thing that can't be helped. It's best not to say anything back. It's just a matter of having multiple pairs of chopsticks, but in fact it's not the same thing."
Back then, my daughter asked me to help her brother-in-law, so he helped him find a job as a silver shop apprentice in the county. What a good job, otherwise there is the old saying "A thief cannot beat a silversmith"? I never thought that the boy didn't know good and bad.
If you don't want to leave, you have to stay in the mountain.
What a coincidence, Weng and son-in-law were chatting about Wang Yuanlu.
Wang Yuanlu returned to his hometown and now stood outside the threshold, calling "Brother".
Seeing his brother who he hadn't seen for several years outside the door, Wang Yuanfu was happy, but he still kept a straight face. He was about to stand up, but as soon as he raised his buttocks, he quickly sat back on the bench, just nodded and said: "Go to the stove."
Over there, say hello to your sister-in-law."
Wang Yuanlu hummed, turned around and left.
Tuzi slapped the table and said angrily: "When we met, you didn't even know how to say hello to me. You don't understand the rules at all."
Wang Yuanfu said with a smile: "That's what I was like when I was a child. I'm a bit withdrawn and don't get close to anyone."
Tuzi said sarcastically: "With his cowardly character, if he wants to get close to anyone, he has to be willing to do so. He is already in his thirties, and he can't even find an ugly aunt to warm his bed. If you let me go, there will be no one."
Go to the grave to worship your ancestors, burn incense and burn incense, and give birth to a good child in your next life. At least you won’t look so mean. When you walk at night, not only people but ghosts will be scared to death by him.”
Wang Yuanfu looked embarrassed. After all, he was his father-in-law and it was not easy to get angry.
After a meal, Tu Zi and Wang Yuanfu were sitting at the table. Wang Yuanlu was unwilling to eat at the table, so he picked up a few chopsticks and squatted at the door holding a bowl.
Wang Yuanfu tried to persuade him, knowing that his younger brother was a very determined person and didn't know much about the world, so if he couldn't be persuaded, just forget it.
Wang Yuanlu was eating rice with his head down outside the door, but Qi Gu didn't come to the door and went back to his own home.
The rice in the bowl was very firm. He pressed it hard with the rice spoon. When the rice bottomed out, Wang Yuanlu held the big white bowl and stared blankly ahead.
Live a hard life without blaming others, and eat Coptis chinensis with a smile.
Wang Yuanlu turned his head, raised his head again, swallowed the mouthful of rice, and asked: "Why is the Master of Bixiao Cave here?"
The previous bright moon moved to the Qingming world. On that day, Wang Yuanlu saw this old man from a distance. He had a big air and a high level of Taoism. He was standing next to Bai Yujing, the second in command.
I heard Sun Guanzhu say that it was the cave master of Bixiao Cave in Luobaotan who lived ten thousand plus thousands of years. He liked to wrangle with Taoist ancestors. When I meet this senior in the future, I will talk to him without saying a word.
A few heads, definitely right.
The old temple owner said calmly: "Just take a stroll."
Wang Yuanlu nodded and said, "Just do whatever you want."
It seems that the higher the opponent's Taoism, the less stage fright the young Taoist priests have.
The old viewer asked: "What did you see that made you so sad?"
Wang Yuanlu replied: "The huge body of the dragon in the sky fell quietly to the ground. The body was covered with mosquitoes, flies and maggots that lingered."
"As time goes by, it may be full of flowers and plants."
"So sad."
"How to say?"
"Grass grew and flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains, but then they were gone. Of course we can wait until next time, but what if we were those flowers and grass."
When the old temple master heard this, he showed a look of approval and said with a smile: "If you don't practice Taoism, who will?"
Wang Yuanlu continued to hold the bowl and asked: "Is the world going to be in chaos?"
The old temple master asked: "Does this future matter have anything to do with you?"
Wang Yuanlu nodded, "Not yet."
He lowered his head to cook the rice, ate the last mouthful of rice, and chewed slowly. The young Taoist priest chewed the words "jiang" and "lai" together.
The old temple master stroked his beard and smiled, "It is heaven that creates destiny, and it is me who establishes destiny."
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In the capital of the Qingshen Dynasty, there was a royal palace called Changzha Palace. There was a Sanwu Temple with bright yellow cloud patterns and glazed tiles, which was the first Taoist temple in the country.
Today, Yao Qing, the Prime Minister, and Bai Ou, the Imperial Master, are here to entertain two distinguished guests. They are a pair of Taoist monks with very different ages.
Yao Qing took the Taoist couple to visit Sanwu Temple and came to an elegant house, where Bai Lotus himself made tea to entertain the guests.
The Taoist temple is so named because there are three sycamore trees planted by the founding emperor in front of the Taoist temple, named chair tung trees, sycamore trees, and jingtong trees respectively.
Plant bananas in one day, bamboo in one year, willows in ten years and pine trees in one hundred years. Plant sycamore trees in one year's time.
Qingshen Liu's family, the country stretches far and wide, and is the best in Bingzhou.
And the three sycamore trees have already been successfully formed and serve as royal offerings.
This place is also the place where the late emperor of the Qingshen Dynasty died and was left alone.
And Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, is of course the most important minister who cares about life.
In the Qingming world, there are no rules like those in the Haoran world that prohibit emperors and monarchs from practicing.
Therefore, among the fourteen states in the world, there is always an emperor who is both the founder of the country and the king of its destruction.
In the vast world, a long-lived emperor is extremely rare if he is proclaimed emperor and reigns for more than a year. But here, those who sit on the throne for less than a year are all short-lived emperors.
There is undocumented gossip on Bingzhou Mountain. It is said that before the death of the late emperor, he had a heart-to-heart conversation with his elegant minister Yao Qing.
The late emperor once said, "The master of a young country is doubtful. It is not a blessing to the country. You can take it for yourself."
Yao Qing replied, "If I have the strength to face the south, I can assist the young master to become a wise king."
As for how this private face-to-face conversation between the monarch and his ministers spread, Sun Guanzhu said with certainty that it must be our Lu Laosan who was the gentleman in Liang Shang and overheard the conversation and couldn't control his mouth.
The female crown with the Taoist name "Fu Kan" took the tea cup from Bai Lotus and asked with a smile: "Why did you think of asking that monster for a boxing match?"
She doesn't care whether it violates taboos or rubs salt into Bai Ou's wounds.
The white lotus root is extremely beautiful and charming.
She wears a very famous short halberd called "Iron Chamber" on her waist.
Together with Pei Bei of the great Daduan Dynasty in the world, they are both female masters, and they are both national masters of the same country.
Almost every ten years, Bai Lotus will have a boxing match with one of the ten martial arts practitioners who are jointly rated.
After four rounds of boxing competitions, Bai Ou won them all, three of them died, and the only one who survived also fell into disgrace.
Therefore, the number of the ten great masters in the world in Jiazi Yiping was suddenly reduced by four, and the martial arts commentary was reduced to a joke and decoration.
Although Bai Lotus is a woman, she is at the top of Qing Ming's world of martial arts, showing an upright and invincible majestic appearance.
A short halberd with unparalleled sharpness sweeps across the world.
It's just that Bai Lotus chose to have a hard time with Leyue Feng this time. In the eyes of the outside world, it was definitely not a wise move.
After all, he is a pure martial artist that even Taozu greatly admires.
Bai Ou's face had a bitter look on her face and she shook her head, unwilling to talk about this matter.
They all failed to reach the top of Leap Moon Peak. They only got halfway up the mountain and got punched.
"I suggested that Bai Lotus go to the Leap Moon Peak and try to see what he's really like."
Yao Qing said with a smile: "Lin Jiangxian made two moves before. He was too measured. It was easy for Bai Ou to misunderstand and think too highly of himself."
Bai Lotus and Leung Yue Feng worked hard, both of them were martial artists to the next level, one was second in the world, the other was third.
Yao Qing smiled and said: "The gap is not small. I still haven't been able to test the depth of my hard work in martial arts."
Bai Ou was obedient to the advice of this elegant teacher and father.
Chao Ge said: "This rice thief king Yuan Lu, his spiritual consciousness is so sharp that he has almost reached the ascension level. Doesn't the Qingshen Dynasty intend to recruit him?"
Yao Qing said with a smile: "This guy is a troublemaker. The more he avoids trouble, the more trouble comes to him. We, the Qingshen Dynasty, can't bear it."
However, Bai Lotus knew a secret. Before Wang Yuanlu became successful, the chief assistant had taken him to Wuling County several times. When he met this young man, he did not teach him any Taoism. It seemed that he was just chatting.
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Chao Ge asked tentatively: "Then let Wang Yuanlu go to Liangjing Mountain. I can guarantee that he can be the mountain leader in the future. How about that?"
Yao Qing shook his head and said: "Neither he nor the two Jingshans have this fate."
Bai Lotus has been observing Xu Juan. It's strange that this young ghost cultivator is nothing strange.
How can you have so many opportunities?
In the past, the Dachao Sect and the Liangjingshan Sect were bitter rivals. Now they are neither superior nor inferior, and the two sects are side by side.
Anyway, the sect leader is Xu Jun.
It was not that there were no objections from the Liangjing Mountain side at the beginning, but Chaoge was the originator and she didn't have any objections. What could her disciples and grandchildren do?
In addition to the later wedding banquet on the mountain, which was known as unprecedented and unprecedented, among the congratulatory guests drinking wedding wine, four of the top ten in the world came from Qing Ming.
Yu Dou, Lu Chen, Wuzhou, Sun Huaizhong.
If we add in a certain pure martial artist who did not reveal his identity at that time because he would only sit at the corner table, this person was also Xu Jun's best friend, and that would be five.
It is none other than Lin Jiangxian, the best martial artist in the world.
Moreover, Xu Jun's path of cultivation is too legendary. It is said that Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing, taught Xu Jun several talismans, and Guan Sun Huaizhong of Xuandu taught a young ghost a personal swordsmanship. Even the most famous master in the world
The lesser sages of the Confucian Temple had all given Xu Jun some academic advice, and coupled with the number one alchemist in the world and Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills, the outside world was speculating whether this Xu Jun was the true disciple of Taozu?
Just like a test paper, even if you know the answer in advance, you Xu Juan still have to write down the pen. Counting from the time he became a ghost, in just twenty years, Xu Juan has to meet so many important people, and he is very busy.
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Chaoge said: "Zimei, during this visit, I need to trouble Mr. Ya about something."
Yao Qing smiled and said: "Senior, please tell me."
Yao Qing has an elegant appearance and a beautiful character. According to the Taoist age on the mountain, Chaoge is a worthy senior, being more than a thousand years older than Yao Qing.
Chaoge said seriously: "I need to ask you to go out to the mountain and help protect the road."
Yao Qing said bluntly: "Where?"
Chaoge said: "It's in Liangjing Mountain."
Yao Qing asked: "What is the specific time?"
Chao Ge felt relieved, "It's undecided for the time being. Wait for my confidential message."
Yao Qing smiled and said: "I would like to wish Sect Leader Xu that your wish will be fulfilled."
Xu Jun stood up, took three steps back, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "I would like to thank Mr. Yao here."
I didn't originally intend to perform the court song so politely, so the husband sang and the wife followed, stood up and thanked Yao Qing.
Wuzhou, a fourteenth-level female cultivator named "Taiyin", has a very good relationship with Chaoge. After attending the wedding banquet and before leaving, Wuzhou gave Xu Juan an Immortal Art for Refining Things and taught him an additional one.
This is a long-lost ghost cultivation method.
My husband, Xu Jun, is a ghost cultivator.
In the next few worlds, among the great monks of the new Fourteenth Realm, there will definitely be a ghost immortal who can occupy a place among the new fourteen realms.
Therefore, Xu Jun not only had to fight, but also had to act quickly and rush to the Ascension Realm in order to take the lead.
In fact, Xu Juan, who has a mantra of "It's already very good", has no such idea at all. However, in this matter, Taoist couple Chao Ge is very insistent, so the only option is for the wife to follow her husband.
Now that everything is ready, all that is left is a retreat.
After Xu Juan and Chao Ge said goodbye, Bai Ou and Yao Qing stood under the eaves. She asked softly: "Do you really want to ignore that Wang Yuanlu?"
Yao Qing smiled and said: "Beautiful jade cannot be carved."
Bai Lotus hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask the doubt in her heart, "It seems that Qi Gu will break through soon. Do we have to turn away this gift of martial arts? According to intelligence, the Yufu Dynasty
, Zhu Xuan even took action personally."
Qi Gu is not a pure martial artist with a strong family background. On the contrary, he is a bit reckless and likes to go straight. He has a clear distinction between love and hate. If his hometown shows some kindness, it will not be difficult to keep him in the Qingshen Dynasty.
of.
In fact, during the turmoil in the capital that year, Bai Ou had different opinions from Lord Shoufu.
In her opinion, she could take the opportunity to recruit Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu, so that these two people would not be so tense with the court.
It was during that dangerous escape that Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu broke through their respective realms, one reached the Nascent Soul realm, and the other reached the Far Traveling realm.
Yao Qing said: "Falled leaves will always return to their roots."
Bai Lotus said helplessly: "They are fallen leaves after all."
Yao Qing smiled and said, "We'll see."
Not long after the pair of world-famous Taoist monks left Qingwu Temple, a man slowly walked over. He turned out to be an extremely rare monk in the Qingming world.
Bald head, barefoot, wearing purple cassock.
This middle-aged monk has plump cheeks and a high nose, and has an ancient appearance.
Bai Ou only knew this traveling monk, whose common name was Jiang Xiu, whose courtesy name was Daoyin, and whose Buddhist name was "Danqing".
As for the face, the other party must have used a trick to hide his face. What Bai Lotus saw in his eyes was definitely not the truth.
It has been nearly ten years since the monks stayed at Wa Coffin Temple in Gyeonggi Province.
Regardless of his real name, Jiang Xiu, or his nickname of "Danqing", he has no reputation in the world of Qing Ming, but Yao Qing, his elegant prime minister, treats him with great respect.
Bai Ou is a pure martial artist and cannot tell the depth of the other party's Taoism. She is even more ignorant about Zen and Buddhism.
The fourteen states in the Qingming world have extremely strict control over Buddhist temples and Confucian academies.
Especially for monks, if they want to travel and obtain customs clearance documents, they need to report to the court at all levels, and nine times out of ten they will be rejected. Even if they are approved, the specific itinerary still needs to be reported and recorded with Bai Yujing.
Many dynasties simply banned any monks from entering the country. There were even two states that directly banned temples and monks from teaching the Dharma.
Bingzhou is relatively relaxed, but as big as the Qingshen Dynasty, it only has sixteen temples.
However, the chief minister had the power to oppose the public opinion, and the imperial court began to prepare for the construction of two brand-new temples in recent years.
In Qingming Tianxia, it may be more difficult for monks to establish temples than in Haoran Tianxia to establish sects.
This matter required permission from Bai Yujing, and the Qingshen Dynasty spent a lot of merit for this. I heard that even His Majesty, who was ridiculed as the "Nodding Emperor" by other states, rarely asked the chief minister about the reason.
The purple-robed monk put his hands together and said softly: "Young monk, come here to say goodbye to Mr. Yao."
Yao Qing smiled and nodded, "Before the great monk leaves, remember to leave the set of Arhat murals for Wa Coffin Temple as agreed."
In a temple, not all monks can be called monks. Only the abbot, including the first and most eminent monks, can be called a monk, and there are only a handful of them.
Bai Lotus was slightly moved, she guessed the identity of the other party.
I remember that there was an extremely mysterious eminent monk in the world of Qing Ming. His paintings were exquisite, his appearance and identity were ever-changing, and he was pretentious. He claimed that "my heart is the Buddha" and also claimed that "the founder came to the West without any intention."
This monk is particularly good at painting Arhat statues. Every time an authentic work comes to the world, there is a rush for it. Not to mention the temples, even the Taoist palaces and temples built by emperors in various states in the world are willing to offer the authentic work. There are even rumors that every time there is a drought or natural disaster,
, evil spirits are causing trouble, there is no need for the local Taoist officials to set up an altar to perform rituals, they only need to take out the Arhat statue, whether it is to pray for rain or to sew up filth, it is all effective.
The monk smiled and said: "Sixteen paintings? Eighteen paintings?"
Yao Qing smiled and said: "Of course, the more, the merrier."
The monk said: "The painting has been finished."
Yao Qing didn't find it strange and asked, "Where are you going next?"
The monk said: "Let's go to Youzhou to enjoy the snow first."
Yao Qingji was the first to say goodbye.
The monk smiled and nodded, recited aloud a piece of "Shang Shang" that was very popular in the Qing Ming world, and strode away with a stunning grace. His figure disappeared, leaving no ripples in the aura of heaven and earth, and he disappeared in an instant.
Bai Lotus was silent for a moment and asked: "What is this person's cultivation level?"
"Besides Buddhism, his swordsmanship is superb and his straightness is unparalleled in the world."
Yao Qing said: "'One sword frost-cold fourteen states' is what he said, and it is also about him."
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At the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, the shopkeeper Shi Rourou and the little mute are staying up late to watch the New Year's Eve.
The Caotou shop next door is even more lively.
A pair of brothers and sisters, Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Luan. A pair of senior brothers and sisters, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer. A pair of master and apprentice, the white-haired boy, Yao Xiaoyan.
There is also Cui Huahua, who was abducted by the big white goose. The white-haired boy is stepping on the bench at the moment, pulling the two surnamed Zhaos to punch each other, shouting loudly that the two brothers are like five leaders and ten full halls.
On New Year's Eve in the small town, there is a custom of asking for dinner. Lanterns will be lit and a table of wine and food will be put on. The old people and women will guard a brazier and not go around, just waiting for the young neighbors.
Neighbors come to visit. Men who have a good relationship with the neighbors will sit down to drink, eat vegetables and have fistfights. Those who have a normal relationship will mostly just have a glass of wine and then leave. Groups of children will not sit down after entering the house, and those who keep a close relationship with the house.
The old women said hello, and after shouting to the grandparents according to their seniority, they put some fruits, sugar cane and the like in the bags. Only when it was late at night would every household close the door, and then early in the morning, as the head of the family,
Men have to get up on time, because there are different times every year. There are strict rules for opening the door and lighting firecrackers to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. As for the specific time to open the door, it is often figured out by some old people in the town.
Yes, it is said that the shopkeepers who opened wedding and wedding shops in the small town in the early years knew this very well.
Nowadays, those young people who have moved to Zhoucheng are not so particular. It is said that some of them even ask the housekeeper to do the door opening for them, and they sleep in on their own.
Although the New Year atmosphere here in Huaihuang County is becoming lighter year by year, and almost no one goes door to door asking for dinner, the two shops in Qilong Lane still follow the old rules and keep their doors open.
Set out the wine.
Shi Rou, who was sitting by the brazier, raised his head and looked at the door, where a distinguished guest came.
Wearing a snow-white robe.
In the past, Zhigui, the maid beside Song Jixin in Mubo Lane, is now the real dragon king Zhu, and he is one of the kings of the four seas in the world.
For some reason, this Lord of the East Sea seems to be in a good mood at the moment.
The inside of the New Year's Eve shop was as bright as day. Shi Rou plucked up the courage, carefully considered it, called her Miss Zhigui, and then said with a smile: "Sit down and have a drink?"
Wang Zhu nodded, crossed the threshold, and sat at the table. Shi Rou helped pour the wine. Wang Zhu picked up the chopsticks. There was a plate of smelly mandarin fish on the table. He picked up a chopstick, chewed it, and nodded: "Craftsmanship."
good."
In the past, Mud Bottle Alley was a miserable place with a lot of run-down houses. Otherwise, people who had made money would have moved to wider streets elsewhere. According to the old saying in the town, this place was just a place of running water and there was no way to stay here.
There are no people living there, so every New Year's Eve, only that side of the alley is there. Because there is a pretty widow, the whole alley is not deserted. The two adjacent houses located roughly in the middle of the alley.
In fact, no one came to ask for dinner. At most, they took a shortcut or went to the widow's house. They passed by Mud Bottle Alley without even looking at it.
One is a broom star full of bad luck, the other is an illegitimate son with a mother but no father, and there is also a maid of unknown origin. They are all unrelated. Who cares to come to the door, and those two peers,
They don't even visit each other.
When Song was collecting salary, every time on New Year's Eve, he would often get angry and ask Zhigui to close the door of the courtyard. Come or not, I will still care about you.
The neighbor next door is not like this. The door is always open. If there is snow in the alley, they will help collect the snow in the entire alley to the corner of the wall to make it easier for passers-by to walk.
Song Jixin was occasionally bored, so he liked to stand at the door of the house and start talking strangely. In the middle of the night, he would open the door and wait for the ghost to come.
People of the same age in the house next door never talk back.
Later, Chen Ping'an met Liu Xianyang, and they would sit vigil around the stove together. Liu Xianyang often spoke loudly on purpose.
Wang Zhu turned to look at the child standing on the small bench behind the counter, "Hey, what's your name?"
The little mute who was flipping through the book raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Don't you know? My name is 'Hello'."
Wang Zhu didn't care about this child with a bad temper. It was pretty good. He was a little prick. She smiled and picked up a chopstick to go with the food and wine. It tasted good. Her trip to Aquarius Island was not in vain. My ancestors
The courtyard entrance of the house has been replaced with brand-new blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets.
Shi Rou hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "My real name is Zhou Junchen, my nickname is Ah Ma. I don't like to talk usually, so I have the nickname Little Mute. I am Pei Qian's apprentice."
Wang Zhu picked up the white porcelain wine glass, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Pei Qian's apprentice? Then don't you want to call Chen Ping'an the master?"
The little mute originally wanted to say it was none of your business, but when the shopkeeper Shi Rou winked at him, the child had to swallow the words back and pretend to be deaf and dumb.
On the other side of the door, there was a white-haired boy, leaning against the door with his arms folded across his chest, tut-tutting there.
Wang Zhu turned around and asked with a smile: "Who are you?"
You can't even see the other person's true state.
The white-haired boy sneered: "I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you."
"Try it."
"I am the handyman disciple of Luolu Mountain, my only one!"
Wang Zhu smiled and raised his wine glass, "Let me calm down."
The Immortal Palace on the mountain can generally be divided into the direct descendants of the Patriarch Hall, the outer disciples and the miscellaneous disciples. The so-called direct descendants, that is, the masters and preachers have seats in the Patriarch Hall.
In the outer sect, it is the inheritance and dharma lineage. The master cannot sit down and participate in the discussion at the ancestral hall. For example, on the Luopo Mountain side, if the current gatekeepers, Xianwei or Cen Yuanji, have entered the Jise Peak ancestral hall,
There is a golden and jade genealogy, but because there is no chair at the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, if they accept a disciple now, even if it is a direct disciple, they will still belong to the outer disciples.
As for the handymen, they are those who do not even have a teacher for the time being. They often go into the mountains and barely start mountaineering practice, but their qualifications are not good and they cannot become a teacher.
The white-haired boy swaggered into the house, stood on tiptoes, sat down on the bench next to the table, crossed his arms across his chest, and stared blankly at the young woman with a special status. She had red phoenix eyes and an oval face. She was beautiful, but cold.
Quite a bit.
Wang Zhu looked at ease, drinking and drinking by himself, and picked up a few chopsticks to accompany the wine and food.
The white-haired boy asked: "I heard that you and our Yinguan ancestor have been neighbors for many years?"
Wang Zhu hummed.
The white-haired boy laughed in his heart and asked: "Have you ever thought about it, if the wild world cannot be destroyed, what if it is replaced by the Qingming world? You can only move the dead to move the living."
Wang Zhu frowned slightly, "Is that what he meant?"
It was true that she suffered a lot of mental torture when she resisted not going to the wild world through Guixu.
Facts have proved that not taking any chances is a correct choice, otherwise I would probably have to keep company with that big demon Yangzhi and open a wine shop next to Laojun's alchemy furnace.
Or was he caught by the sneaky group of monks from the Dragon Breeder lineage who had laid a "fishing net" somewhere in the ruins?
The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, "Ancestor Yin Guan has a lot of affairs. He is busy here and there. He is busy with big things that can easily affect the trend of the world. How can he care about such trivial matters."
"I just mentioned casually that although Dragon Slayer Chen Qingliu is not a pure swordsman of the Fourteenth Realm, he is a genuine Fourteenth Realm master. When the battle is over, the world will be in trouble. With his way of harmony,
I don't want to see you. Chen Qingliu once made a great wish to teach that there is no real dragon in the world. There is a loophole to exploit here. Our Haoran world does not have it, but Qingming world can have it.
It was barely possible not to conflict with Chen Qingliu's main road. When they got there, Miss Zhigui found a few backers. Well, to be precise, they were mutual backers and allies. Let's make a good plan to move a certain big road.
As a place of support, I have reached the fourteenth realm one day. Why are I afraid of the dragon-slayers who come across the world? They say that strong dragons cannot suppress local snakes, so how can a snake crossing the river not be afraid of local dragons?"
The great monks of Haoran Tianxia and Qingming Tianxia travel back and forth between the two worlds in order to maintain their realm according to the rules established by the Lisheng of the Confucian Temple and the Grand Master of Bai Yujing.
Wang Zhu smiled and shook his head, "Even if we are also monks in the Fourteenth Realm, as long as the opponent is the Dragon Slayer, I have no chance of winning. As long as I don't run away, I will definitely die."
Even in the waters of the East China Sea, which resembled his own dojo, and reached the fourteenth realm, Wang Zhu felt that he still had no chance of fighting the dragon-slaying man.
The only advantage is that as one of the Four Sea Lords conferred by the Confucian Temple, Chen Qingliu did not dare to ask Jianshui Mansion casually.
Somewhere in the dark, Wang Zhu was determined.
Not only are there real dragons, but there are also many dragons with mixed bloodlines in the world, as well as several aquatic spirits, narcissus and the like in the world, and even Qi practitioners who specialize in water magic. As long as they face that person...
After successfully slaying the dragon, Chen Qingliu, who is blessed with some great luck, will be overwhelmed by the natural way. If there is a fight, he will simply end up hitting the tip of the sword.
To put it simply, facing these three, Chen Qingliu can be regarded as a pure swordsman of the Fourteenth Realm. Once he draws his sword, he is just like chopping melons and vegetables.
The white-haired boy frowned and said nothing, his expression became solemn.
It seems that he is considering some big problem, but in fact he is just complaining. Why is it different from the information in the intelligence report? Could it be that Xiaomili's information is wrong and he has lied about the military situation?
Didn’t everyone say that Yin Guan Patriarch’s neighbor in Mu Ping Alley has eyes above his eyebrows? Why is he so self-aware?
That's all, being a lobbyist is really not my specialty.
Xiaobai, who got rid of his uterus at the age of 18, is the kind of expert who can manipulate things freely and horizontally.
On the night boat, someone told her that it would be best if she could persuade Wang Zhu to go to the Stork Tower in Qingming World to practice Taoism. If she couldn't be persuaded, she could do whatever she wanted.
According to that person, even if Wang Zhu went to Qing Ming Tianxia, her existence would be useless to Sui Chugong. Apart from helping to gather water transportation, she was destined to be of little help.
When he thought of Wu Shuangjiang, the white-haired boy quickly raised his wine glass and took a sip, drinking to calm down his shock.
A qi practitioner is not afraid of his own inner demons, but the external demons are afraid of this qi practitioner. If such an embarrassing thing spreads out, why should others laugh at him?
Wang Zhu suddenly asked: "I heard that over there in Qingming Tianxia, there is a large sect called Suichu Palace, and there is a stork tower by the water?"
The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, and said with a guilty conscience: "I am a monk born and raised in the Haoran world, so I am not familiar with what age the palace is removed from in the Qingming world."
Wang Zhu laughed it off.
The white-haired boy was preoccupied and asked tentatively: "You idiot, why do you ask this?"
Wang Zhu picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't talk about these troublesome things. Since we fall in love at first sight, let's drink."
The white-haired boy picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly and said, "Take one."
The white-haired boy looked at Wang Zhu with a kind of sympathy for both of us.
Wang Zhu noticed this emotion and was rarely angry. It was as if he was pitied by a handyman disciple who claimed to be Luo Po Shan. He couldn't be angry?
After Wang Zhu drank the wine, he walked out of this New Year's Eve shop and walked up the stairs on Qilong Lane.
She climbed up slowly, feeling a little nostalgic for the cold weather before she left the town. She would also get frostbite on her hands, so every time she went out to fetch water from the iron-locked well, she only carried half a bucket of water, swaying until she reached the muddy ground.
Bottle Alley, pour it into the water tank, there is almost exactly half a bucket of water left.
Later, when we met for the last time, someone once left me something like a prophecy.
The sky is vast when you climb up to the Stork Tower, and the Stork Tower below has a long history.
This person had also revealed secrets to her and taught her how to deal with the dragon-slaying man who was reviving the great battle.
It seems that whether she goes or stays, she has a choice.
And in the end, the man said with a smile that if he ever encountered a hurdle that he thought he couldn't overcome, he would go to his junior brother and say it was Senior Brother Qi's request.
Wang Zhu felt a little irritable, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the two adjacent shops down Qilong Lane.
The lights inside the house poured out of the shop, and even if there were no pedestrians passing by, they still silently illuminated the night road in the alley.
She didn't like the sound of books and someone's principles in that school, and she didn't like the kindness and kindness of the person next door to Mud Bottle Alley.
I don't like the big one and the small one. They have the same "it doesn't matter", "actually it's okay", "every today and yesterday are not wasted, every tomorrow is today's hope"...
Maybe she doesn't know how to like it, so she pretends to hate it on purpose.
Maybe you know some truths, but you just can't do them. You don't dare to hate your own weakness, so you can only hate those who can do it.
It's like a charcoal cage from someone else's house in the middle of winter. It can only warm your hands for a moment before it's returned.
Luolu Mountain, the entrance to the mountain.
The little guy who came here today to light some incense, got a little drunk with Taoist Master Xianwei, and staggered across the threshold of the house. When he arrived at the gate of the house, the little guy couldn't help but cursed and could only
Once again, it was like crawling into a dog hole, crawling on the ground, crawling through the gap in the door, and patting the dust. The white-flowered snake, who was under the tutelage of Qidun Mountain, was still waiting in the distance.
As a result, I saw an elegant-looking scholar, young, probably in his early thirties, standing at the foot of the mountain in a daze.
The boy in Zhu Yi ran all the way and blocked the middle of the mountain gate archway. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Who are you?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he felt that his neck was too tired to talk with his head raised. The boy in Zhu Yi hurriedly turned around and ran up a few steps, with his hands on his hips. The little guy reminded him seriously: "You can't break into the mountain gate without permission. Now we are in trouble.
As a guest, if you come to the mountain to find someone, you must first report to Taoist Master Xianwei."
The scholar smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Li Xisheng. I come from Fulu Street over there in the town. I am Li Baoping's brother."
The little incense man was dumbfounded and his heart was trembling. What?! He is actually the brother of our Captain Li?!
Although the other party does not hang out in the officialdom, he cannot resist the fact that there are people in the court of the other party.
Since it’s such a big deal?! Why don’t you beat gongs, drums and set off firecrackers when you go out?
As soon as the boy in Zhu Yi ran up the steps, he immediately ran down the steps and returned to the mountain gate. He made a big bow and said with great respect: "My hometown is in the Earth Temple of Mantou Mountain, and now I am in the Zhouchenghuang Temple.
I work there as an errand and make a living. Thanks to the appreciation of our Protector of the Mountain Surroundings, I am the Protector of Qilong Alley. I am here to pay my respects to Mr. Li. I am extremely honored. Sometimes I am greeted from a distance, sometimes I am not welcomed from afar..."
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Master Chen and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to disturb Taoist Master Xianwei from reading. I am quite familiar with Luolu Mountain and can climb the mountain on my own."
The boy in Zhuyi immediately made some calculations in his mind, weighed it up, and felt that since he was the elder brother of Captain Li and was an old friend with Master Chen, it didn't seem to be a violation of the rules to go up the mountain anonymously with Xianwei.
The boy in Zhu Yi asked tentatively: "Master Li, can you help me lead the way?"
Later on the way up the mountain, I have to give Mr. Li a hint and say some kind words to our Director Li. Haha, let alone the Chief Protector of Qilong Lane, I will become a small Director on an equal footing with Li Huai.
This is not an idiot's dream.
The Xianwei opened the door and walked out in his clothes. After all, he was a practitioner. The Xianwei was still aware of the movement at the mountain gate.
The boy in Zhuyi hurriedly helped Mr. Li introduce his identity to prevent the gatekeeper from being blind and flooding the Dragon King Temple.
Li Xisheng smiled and invited: "Fellow Taoist Xianwei, are you going to climb the mountain together?"
Xian Wei quickly refused and said: "Watch the night and read, I want to go back and read."
I just feel that this unfamiliar scholar is really very arrogant. He just visits us in the middle of the night. He actually wants to drag me to climb a mountain together. What is he thinking? He doesn't understand the slightest bit of human nature.
Confucian scholar Li Xisheng bowed to the young Taoist priest with a smile on his face.
The Taoist Xianwei accepted it calmly and returned the favor to the Taoist sect.