Chapter 909： Getaway

Above the sea, not long after the sword fairy dragged the moon together, a mountain ferry hovered in the air, and there were two large sword boats escorted nearby.

is huge, covering the sky and sun, just drifting over Osmanthus Island.

All Xianjia ferry boats that can travel across continents in Baopingzhou have long been requisitioned and seconded by the Confucian Temple and the Dayi court. The Osmanthus Island belonging to the Fan clan of Laolongcheng is no exception.

However, not long after the Confucian Temple discussions ended, the old Longcheng Ying’s family leased a new ferry boat with Aiaizhou and Liuxiazhou to maintain trade routes.

This kind of thing, although it is suspected of opportunism, is allowed by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, and it is not prohibited. This makes the few Zongzi Xianjia who can build the cross-continent ferry by themselves, earning a lot of money.

On Osmanthus Island, there is a private house called Guimai Xiaoyuan.

Mrs. Gui rubbed her eyebrows. She was really annoyed by that fairy chase recently.

Jin Su held back his laugh, which was harder.

It turned out to be the previous reunion at the Middle-Earth Confucian Temple. Xiancha said some heart-wrenching remarks. Mrs. Gui, seeing him sincerely, gave in a little bit and said a kind word so that he could go to Osmanthus Island to sit occasionally. .

At that time, she had her own considerations. As Nanyue Dashan Monarch, Fan Junmao fell all the way from Yupu Stage to Longmen Stage. Therefore, the Fan family urgently needed an enshrinement from the upper five realms, and the one who escorted the intercontinental ferry safely past Jiaolong for many years. The old boat of Gou happened to be a disciple of Xiancha, and Mrs. Gui hoped that Xiancha could give more guidance to his disciples in their cultivation.

But Mrs. Gui never expected that what she called "occasionally" was totally different from what Xiancha thought of occasionally.

In her expectation, she received an apology letter written by the young hermit.

At first, Mrs. Gui felt that Chen Pingan was too worried, but now she began to feel that if Chen Pingan dared to come to Osmanthus Island, she would dare to drive people directly.

The small courtyard knocked on the door, no more, no less, just three times.

Mrs. Gui frowned slightly, she didn't even notice someone approaching the courtyard gate.

Jin Su was about to get up and open the door. Mrs. Gui waved her hand to let the disciple stay where she was. She waved her sleeve again and opened the courtyard door.

A young Taoist priest stood at the door with a bright smile, and waved to the two masters and apprentices in the courtyard.

This Fan family ferry did not accept guests who boarded halfway. Jin Su glanced at the young Taoist Taoist crown, which was a lotus crown, and she was regarded as a traveling Taoist priest from the gods.

Only the Taoist priests of the gods, who wear the Taoist crown on their heads, will have both a fishtail crown and a lotus crown.

It is reasonable to say that Guihua Island followed the road to the market this time and returned from the wild world to Aquarius Island. There were no passengers on the island, let alone Taoist priests.

Ms. Gui was silent, she just said a blessing when she got up.

Jin Su quickly followed the master to get up.

The young Taoist priest hurriedly bends over to pay the courtesy, and sighs after standing up, “Fortunately, Mrs. Gui’s appearance remains unchanged for thousands of years, making people forget the vulgarity.”

Mrs. Gui smiled without saying a word.

The young Taoist priest swaggered into the yard, "This is the girl Jinsu. It is a match made in heaven for Sun Jiashu to marry the girl Jinsu."

The golden osmanthus tree in Aquarius Island was regarded as the orthodox moon palace species by many monks on the mountain in later generations. It was this Taoist priest who went on a boat trip in the early years and encountered Osmanthus osmanthus island on the way. Traveling ashore in Zhouzhou, passing by Jingui Temple, a hand-made "fairy man" handwriting, and Wang Po selling melons and boasting.

Xian is really idle.

It’s just that Mrs. Gui didn’t think of anything. Lu Chen went to the Qingming world. At the beginning, he really had a little disciple of the Taoist ancestor, Bai Yujing, the third head teacher.

In fact, during that journey, Lu Chen also met the then-lord of the gods, and gave some advice to a Taoist boy who had just gone up the mountain to practice.

And that little Taoist boy, whose surname is Qi, is Zhen.

Jin Su naturally failed to recognize the identity of the young Taoist master.

Even if the other party had identified her identity, she probably wouldn’t believe it.

Before the young Taoist took a seat, he looked around and asked with a smile: "It's not a coincidence, Old Gu is not on the ferry?"

It turned out that it was Lu Chen who had left the Great Wall of Jianqi. He did not rush to return to the Qingming world, but strictly followed the agreement with Lord Hermit, and must take a trip to Yunxia Mountain in Aquarius.

And Bai Yujing's three masters' wind speed is so fast, it is simply... the tortoise crawls.

Ms. Gui reluctantly said: "Why should Master Lu ask knowingly."

Isn’t it because he is not here that you, Bai Yujing, the third head teacher, are willing to show up?

After Lu settled down, he tapped his finger on the tabletop, the meaning was obvious, what about the wine.

Jin Su asked Master with his own heart, whether he should take out a few jars of sweet-scented osmanthus to treat the guests. Of course Mrs. Gui did not agree. She did not want to have too much overlap between Guihua Island and the three palms.

The fairy chase, Gu Qingsong, who is famous in the entire awe-inspiring world, was it not Lu Chen who brought it to Osmanthus Island back then?

"Looking at the mountains upstairs, the snow on the top of the hill, the moon in the snow, and the beauty under the moon are all different situations.

Lu Shen's five fingers tapped on the stone table in turn, and said to himself: "Fifteen is a stunner in astronomy, Liu Qici is a stunner in the text, and Osmanthus Island is a stunner in the landscape."

Ms. Gui reminded: "Teacher Lu, if you have something to say, I won’t see you off if it’s okay."

Lu Shen laughed and said, "Whoever is poor is not poor, Mrs. Gui forgive me."

Jin Su was puzzled. Master called this Taoist priest Lu Zhangjiao?

Mountain Immortal Mansion, but there is no such thing as a "sect leader", even if it is the founder of the mountain, at most it is the suzerain, the leader of the mountain, etc. After all, who can do it, who dares to do it?

The Jianghu sect under the mountain does not lack the suffix of the word "教", but it is the leader, and there is no saying that it is a master.

Unless it is the three Bai Yujing who are far away and out of reach, of course, they are now the four descendants of Taoist ancestors, they are eligible to be honored as "a certain master teacher."

Could it be that the young Taoist priest in front of you, who is scornful, is that... Lu Chen?

How could it be possible? I must have thought too much. A Bai Yujing teacher, how high above the sky, would knock on the door, enter the courtyard, sit here peacefully without saying anything, and even cheekily ask the master for a drink.

For Jin Su, the only time in his life that he barely got in touch with Lu Chen was when Chen Ping'an had personally painted a horrifying talisman in the battle of Jiaolonggou, "What do you do, Lu Chenzhi ordered."

Lu Chen raised his head to look at the sky, and sighed for no reason: "Hu Zuertian, Hu Zuerian."

Literally, it describes the beauty of a woman's appearance and dress as a god.

Mrs. Gui looked solemn.

Lu Shen looked at Mrs. Gui blankly, but smiled suddenly, "Just kidding, you can't take it seriously."

Ms. Gui said indifferently: "Why tell the joke if you are not serious."

Lu Chen's little chicken pecked at the rice, nodded and said yes. After eating hanging at Mrs. Gui's side, he turned his head to look at the suspicious Jin Su, and exclaimed: "Good name, Jin Susheng, Cangfushi, Zecheng Gao Guoqiang The old dragon city is really drenched in the Sun family's light."

Jin Su cautiously said: "Mr. Lu, my father's surname is Jin, so the master gave me this name. It's just another name for Osmanthus, which has the same meaning as that of Osmanthus and Guanghanxian."

Lu Shen had a sincere expression thirsty for knowledge, and asked, "What's the solution?"

Jin Su smiled and said, "Just because the sweet-scented osmanthus is yellow like gold and the flowers are as small as millets, this is the alias."

Lu Shen once again stroked his palm and said in admiration: "I have learned, I have learned, the world has no boundaries, and I really live to learn."

Mrs. Gui couldn't stand the nonsense of Master Lu, and said directly to her disciples: "This Master Lu is the Baiyu Jinglu Shen of the Qingming world. How would he know that'Jinsu' is an osmanthus alias."

Jin Su was shocked, and quickly got up, gave a blessing, and said with a trembled: "Osmanthus Island Jinsu, I have seen Master Lu."

Lu Shen rolled his eyes.

This is boring.

Reading an unseen book is like meeting good friends. Seeing books that have been read is like meeting old friends.

Mrs. Gui’s move was a terrible sight, just like helping Girl Jin Su, turning to the last page of a book about talents and beautiful ladies that she had just read.

Lu Chen lifted a palm, shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "Lady Jin Su will have to change her temper of looking at people in the future, or she will only let Jin Su slip away. Many of them could have been held firmly in the palm of the hand. Of course, if the son is not a godfather, the teaching is not strict. Naturally, the teacher is lazy. In addition to the inheritance of the magic technique, Mrs. Gui will also carefully carve the jade on the matter of the disciple’s Taoism."

"If it is said that the world is like this, I am just following the crowd, am I sure to be right? Surely it must be good? Pang Dao does not seem to be necessary."

"Just to say that, here is the real gain and loss, who dares to make a conclusion. It can't be that Jin Su and the people of the world are right, but the poor way is wrong?"

Lu Chenxu babbled, stood up, his figure disappeared in a flash, and left Osmanthus Island.

Only a book of Taoism made of gold and jade was left on the table, glowing with purple and green spirit.

After shrinking one step across the sea, Lu Chen stopped abruptly, staggering forward, almost fell a dog to eat shit, raised his hand to support the crown of the road, stood on his toes, craned his neck and glanced down at the mountain and river, "Almost walked the wrong door. ."

It turned out that the Confucian Temple only gave Lu Zhangjiao the share of landing on two continents, and then he was about to send out Bai Yujing’s three-head teaching ceremony.

However, when Lu Chen returned to the world of Haoran next time, there would be no such restrictions. After all, a Yaoguang blessed land was sent out, and there was someone who did the real credit.

Lu Chen stood on the sea of ​​clouds, at the border of the sea and land under his feet, and hit a flyover-style boxing road. The two crackling sleeves of the Taoist robe could barely be regarded as the flowing water. Suddenly a golden rooster was independent, **** pinched, and full of nonsense After a spell of Dao Jue, he came to the sky over the old dragon city of Aquarius Island in an instant, but unfortunately the sea of ​​clouds that was created by his own hands in the past is gone, a sideways volley rolls, and when his feet fall, Lu Chen has already arrived. At the boundary of Yunxia Mountain, he bent his fingers and tapped the crown of the crown on his head lightly, casting a blind eye.

Lu Shen neither went to find the contemporary female ancestor of Yunxia Mountain, nor did he go to Lvhuifeng to find Cai Jinjian, and he was not in a hurry to buy or sell.

Lu Chen glanced at the scenic Yunxia peaks, and finally fell on the side of Gengyun Peak. In the vast sea of ​​clouds, a mountain top suddenly appeared like an isolated island on the sea, and there was a man wearing that old "Cailuan" robe. The immortal man, sitting on the white jade railing and drinking alone, stared blankly at somewhere, unable to shift his eyes for a long time. The bachelor man drank and drank instead of drinking the woman's brows and words.

Huang Zhonghou frowned, and another visitor who didn't follow the rules to walk through the gate?

Really, Yunxia Mountain is a place where anyone can come and walk?

Last time, I was a Qingshan guest who claimed to be Chen Ping’an in the Luopo Mountain. This time he was replaced by a Taoist priest who did not know his roots and feet.

It turned out that in Huang Zhonghou’s field of vision, there was a young Taoist priest who could not see the Dao lineage. Above the sea of ​​clouds, he bypassed Gengyun Peak and swept away. It was not the straight line of imperial wind, but a big step. The kind of moving forward and dangling sleeves, but at the same time as Yufeng, did not forget to look at the left and right, it seemed that the eyebrows and the eyes were not intent.

Huang Zhonghou stood up, put away his hip flask, and performed a unique secret technique of cultivating Yunfeng. His figure was instantly submerged in a sea of ​​white clouds like a cloud, and he quietly followed.

Only listen to the young-looking Taoist priest from the outside country, and he has a lot of words, and it is my generation to form a golden alchemy. What kind of haze, a golden pill, azure moon and white, high mountains and fast winds, unlimited clouds and water.

Then I saw that Taoist priest reached a mountain called Fufufeng, and started climbing up the cliff from the middle of the mountain. He lifted his body lightly, but he was a little bit airy, his posture was as strong as an ape in a mountain. Huang Zhonghou has always been in hiding, to see what this sneaky guy wants to do.

The young Taoist seems to be a natural stubbornness. When there is no one around here, he also likes to talk to himself. He stretched out his hand to grab a lily vine. The Taoist leaned against the cliff, shook the sleeve of the Taoist robe, and shook out a big pie. He stretched out his hand to catch it, chewed it, and said vaguely: "The clouds are misty with a few peaks, and the green hills are piled up with green buns, lush and lush. Good poetry and poetry, taking advantage of the prosperous poetry, the talent is like a spring, the momentum is unstoppable, come again, I once talked to the fairy monarch, my mountain ancient spiritual soil, higher than Xumi Mountain, the cave house hangs from the sun and the moon, thousands of miles of clouds and water wash my eyes, I can only climb the danger without help, dare to ask the guest officials, why is this, I was shocked Tang Mu, it turned out that he was wearing a true figure of the five mountains."

Huang Zhonghou, who heard it in the dark, had a headache.

There has always been no Fulufeng where the monks of Yunxia Mountain lived and cultivated the way. It was a secret forbidden area. Even the ancestors of the ancestor temple do not know the historical origin of this peak. They only know that Dixian chose the top of the mountain as the open peak dojo, and this peak will never be selected.

The crux of Yunxia Mountain’s current embarrassing situation happened to be on this mountain.

It is rumored that the founder of Yunxia Mountain, before the establishment of the mountain in Ao Pingzhou, found the ancient water control amulet and the undead prescription. Therefore, in the secret fairyland of Fu Temple Peak, there is the Yinfang stone room and Baizhi Ziquan, which is Yunxia Mountain. The origin of aura.

Near the top of the mountain, there is an ancient Xianfu site with many obstacles to the mountains and rivers. There are two round stones at the door, natural stone drum-shaped, and the monks buckle it when the monks buckle. The seals are engraved with "shenzhen" and "yungen".

Huang Zhonghou was vigilant, because the Taoist priest came here by coincidence.

Lu Chen looked at the stone drum at the door, sighed, and the seal was still fresh, but the old things of the gods and the immortal family's relics were gone.

Farewell to the old and welcome the new year at the foot of the mountain, which is the New Year, while the farewell to the old and welcome the new on the mountain, is the heart.

I forgot who said it.

Probably the poor self.

Lu Chen turned his head and smiled: "Father of the Taoist Cultivation Yunfeng, sneakyly following the poor road all the way, in this place where the earth should not be called every day, is the Taoist intending to rob money?"

Huang Zhonghou appeared in figure and said, "This fellow Taoist, why don't you let me go to Yunxia Zu Mountain and see my master?"

Yunxia Mountain Zhanglu Wei Li is the preacher of Huang Zhonghou.

Lu Shen waved his hand, "Forget it, your ancestor Yunxia is not on the mountain now, so the poor people can reminisce for no reason."

Huang Zhonghou choked for a while.

Yunxia Old Immortal is the originator of Yunxia Mountain. Naturally, he has long since passed away. Through the opening of branches and leaves, several direct disciples have achieved the good situation of the Sixteen Peaks of Yunxia in Aquarius.

And the reason why Yunxia Mountain is close to the Dharma involves a long history of insider, because it is said that the old ancestor Yunxia was actually born in the Xuankong Temple in China, but he was not a monk, but a certain kind of magic.

Lu Chen Zuoxu shook hands and poked lightly in the shape of a stick, smiled and said, "Mu Shangzuo, isn't it?"

Huang Zhonghou didn’t understand whether this Taoist priest was playing mystery, or whether it was true.

Lu Chen tut: "Looking at the confusion of your second monk Zhang Er's head, it doesn't seem to be a fake. It seems that the old friend Yunxia, ​​who is poor, was embarrassed to leak her roots and feet with a few prose, in fact, what is there? It’s hard to tell, it should be in the preface above your Yunxia Mountain Patriarch’s Genealogy.

Before Yunxia's ancestor left Xuankong Temple, Lu Chen had never taken a boat out to sea, and had met with the monk Kuangran. Taoism and Buddhism, each said his own words, but in Lu Chen's words, "The Taoist real person does not demean the Buddha. The Buddha's dragon elephant also knows", a talk, two cups of tea, and a happy conversation.

The true body of the ancestor Yunxia was the walking stick in the hands of the abbot of Xuankong Temple in her early years.

Knowledge, the monk held the "wooden seat" and once lightly tapped Lu Chen on the shoulder.

Lu Shen didn't evade, he gave the "Mu Shangzuo" a fate for enlightenment in vain.

Then there was the Buddhism case of Haoran's future generations who "beat Lu Chen out with one stick".

Lu Chen raised his hand and made a gesture of raising his head and drinking.

Huang Zhonghou hesitated, but threw a pot of Chunkun wine secretly brewed from Yunxia Mountain.

Lu Shen lifted the mud seal, sniffed, his face was intoxicated, and he squinted and smiled, "It's a good drink."

Huang Zhonghou said: "After drinking, I still have to bother the real person to visit the Patriarch's Hall."

The outsider who trespassed at the mountain gate last time, he really went to find Cai Jinjian of Lvhuifeng, and Huang Zhonghou didn't let him be reluctant.

Lu Shen nodded, “That’s right, Pang Dao really wants to talk to your mountain master and uncle about something business. Someone will help lead the way, lest Pang Dao hits like a headless fly.”

Huang Zhonghou said: "I hope that the real person will do what he says so as not to hurt his peace."

Lu Shen smiled and said, pointing to the mansion gate, and asked: "This is the most suitable place for feng shui to be used as a dojo. It’s a pity that the gate has been kept closed all the time?"

Huang Zhonghou explained: "The door closed by the second generation Patriarch, the mountain master himself, also passed a decree before his death. In the future, if we monks of Yunxia Mountain, if no one is in the five realms, we will not be allowed to open this door, and no one will be allowed to enter. Practice in the secret mansion."

This matter is not a teacher

The secrets of the door are known to all monks in the whole continent. Many mountain forces who have a wrong relationship with Yunxia Mountain like to make fun of Yunxia Mountain with this matter. They ridiculed and deliberately said that there is a fairy-like town in the mansion. Zhibao, as soon as you open the door, you will be invincible. Punching and kicking the gods are not a problem.

Hearing this, Lu Chen was choked by the wine, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's really a master who pits his master and his grandchildren. It's a good intention. It's hard work. It is nothing but hope that you younger monks can continue to work hard , Practice well, no matter how you should cultivate a jade puddle, when the door is opened and occupy this mansion with great concentration, you may be able to create more immortals along the way."

Huang Zhonghou was silent.

Lu pondered for a moment, holding the pot in one hand and pinching the trick with the other, "Since the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell, then the person who closes the door is necessary to open the door."

Huang Zhonghou shook his head and said: "After the ancestor master soldier was disbanded, he did find the reincarnated person outside the mountain, but unfortunately, the ancestor master was still unable to open his body. He stopped at the Dragon Gate realm, and he was relieved again. There will be no news after that. Up."

Lu Shen nodded, and stopped deducing the "way and way out" of the second-generation ancestor of Yunxia Mountain. He shook his hand and said, "The mud cow enters the sea, how can I find it."

The most fear of monasticism is that there is no way out, and it is best to have a way to be a man.

There are some old sayings that have been passed on from mouth to mouth. It is of course reasonable to be older than the elderly. For example, if one’s ancestors accumulate virtue, they can benefit their descendants.

Huang Zhonghou began to believe that the "young" Taoist in front of him was probably an extraordinary man with profound Taoism and a great connection with Yunxia Mountain.

Lu Chen turned and looked at the surging sea of ​​clouds at Geng Yunfeng, drank the wine silently, he was full of poems and songs, and he had accumulated too much. For a moment, he didn't know which passages and sentences to turn out, and he shook his arms around the daoist friend next to him. Long experience.

Huang Zhonghou mistakenly thought that this foreign minister who had a good face and returned to the original, was returning to his old home sadly and not seeing his acquaintance.

Lu Chen threw the empty hip flask away from the cliff and raised his hand again. Huang Zhonghou was also looking at the magnificent sea of ​​clouds over the mountains by his farming cloud peak. Hearing the Tao Chang coughing several times, he realized that the other party kept that lift. With the hand gesture, Huang Zhonghou had to toss another pot of Chunkun wine. Didn't he really meet a liar who was drinking?

Lu Shen said: “Many people don’t drink, just because they don’t like to drink. Many people don’t drink because they can’t drink.”

Huang Zhonghou nodded in agreement.

The previous tragic battle that caused the mountains and rivers of the continent to sink, so many people who did not drink began to drink, and it also made more people who like to drink stop drinking.

Lu Chen nodded and shook the jug in his hand. He was indeed a good drinker.

Sir Hidden Officer has a picking eye, which has always been good.

It’s not a waste of money to walk through Yunxia Mountain after untold hardships.

Huang Zhonghou carefully brewed his words, and asked: "Really people visit this place to solve our problems and solve problems in Yunxia Mountain?"

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Of course, Poor Dao has an old relationship with Yunxia Mountain. Poor Dao is a famous nostalgia on the mountain. Secondly, someone asked Poor Dao to get out of the mountain to help Yunxia Mountain tide over the difficulties. I have to come."

Huang Zhonghou asked tentatively: "If this is the case, why doesn't the real person go directly to our mountain lord?"

Lu Shen chuckled, "A worldly expert with a state of impoverished Dao that towers above the clouds, with a turquoise temperament and a pale heart, how can he do things with common sense?"

Already regarded the other party as a land fairy in the game world, but when the other party said so, Huang Zhonghou was a little bit confused.

Lu Chen felt that the fire was almost over, so he picked up the hip flask and randomly clicked on the mansion door behind him. With a word, it was a leak of the secret for Huang Zhonghou, "This mansion, for you Yunxia Mountain, is actually a'guard and steal'. As long as you open the door, Yunxia Mountain will not only solve your worries, but also get a rich inheritance gift, year after year of accumulation of luck, this opening, Huang Zhonghou, imagine yourself, you have to be What a lot of luck? The only thing Yunxia Mountain has to do next is to lay a large formation to take good care of this abundant aura that bursts like a flood, otherwise it will be instantly stunned by the tide of the aura. What a big joke."

Huang Zhonghou looked unbelievable, can't believe it, is it really so...simple? !

According to the previous avenues of my own Patriarch Hall, to solve this huge dilemma, it is nothing more than to start from three aspects, at least two of them.

First, a monk of the upper five realms is needed, which is why the mountain lord has been in retreat in recent years, seeking a way to break the bottleneck.

Secondly, Yunxia Mountain can become a sect and become a sect, and it can be "approved" by the Confucian Temple, which can give more luck. Although it still treats the symptoms and not the root cause, it can delay the deterioration of the situation.

Finally, we need a heavy treasure of at least a semi-fairy rank, which can gather and stabilize the aura of heaven and earth.

Humanity, time, and location, if the three can be combined, of course it is the best, but from the current point of view, Yunxia Mountain is doomed to achieve nothing in the short term.

Just to say that after a great war, the half-xian soldiers are now almost selling at the sky-high price that was once equal to the immortal soldiers, especially the "Zhenshan" treasures other than this type of offensive. The relative price was low in the past, but now it is even more expensive in Haoran. Rare and precious.

Yunxia Mountain went around to ask about the relationship, went to other continents to inquire about this, but ended up hitting a wall everywhere, almost always the same answer, there is no sale!

This is also the reason why Yunxiashan has not been able to make a move for a long time. Otherwise, it is possible to buy a half-celestial soldier by smashing the pot and selling the iron to collect money and borrow money.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Someone actually passed that Cai Jinjian a long time ago and reminded you of the way to break the game in Yunxia Mountain, but Cai Jinjian was kept in the dark and probably heard some hints, but she never understood it, you guys. The spectators were also unaware of what they were doing, so they couldn’t get in. They ended up sitting on Jinshan Yinshan but almost starved to death. It’s not that the person deliberately watched your jokes, but your Yunxia Mountain’s Taoism is fundamental. It’s close to Zen, and of course he can’t do it too much. Otherwise, it’s just superfluous, which is equal to unbuckling and buckling, procrastinating, and paying off debts, but it’s not beautiful."

Huang Zhonghou Zuo Yi said: "I implore the real person to speak clearly!"

He still didn't believe that opening a door on this Fuyufeng would make the entire Yunxia Mountain worry-free.

Furthermore, the monk's violation of the ancestral precepts is not a trivial matter on the mountain.

Lu Shen sighed, this Huang Daoyou has a cheerful temperament, and he will give him wine when he asks for it, and he will give two pots as soon as he asks for it. Unfortunately, this mind is a bit...bewildered by the drinking.

Lu Chen had to patiently explain: "Cai Jinjian didn't have a deep blessing in his early years. Didn't he get an expert saying that "break and stand, like the help of the gods"? What is broken? Who is God talking about? It's nothing more than the simplest break in. The person who is'like the help of the gods' is of course Mr. Qi, the Confucian sage of Lizhu Dongtian. The reason why he said this idiom in his early years is who he can be if it is not Zou Zi. The puzzle and the answer are given. Do you still expect Zou Zi to hold your head and speak loudly in your ears?"

Huang Zhonghou always bends down while listening to the man’s words.

Wait until the Taoist stopped speaking, Huang Zhonghou straightened up this time, took a deep breath, made up his mind, and went back to talk to the mountain lord about the matter. The mountain chief did not dare to open the door, he came!

In the dark, Huang Zhonghou believes that this Taoist's words are not jokes, nor is it a sinister act to harm Yunxia Mountain.

Even if both the mountain lord and the master are opposed, Huang Zhonghou will only look for a lucky day, bathe and change clothes, go to the ancestor hall to worship the incense, make an oath of the heart, and frankly confess the matter with the ancestors of the past. If it is wrong, just ask for any consequences. , Let me Huang Zhonghou be able to bear it alone.

Lu Shen nodded, and started boasting again, “I am a good alcoholic. No wonder that half of the poor students who are not named want to have another drink with you.”

Huang Zhonghou smiled and said: "Even so, the younger generation is grateful to the real person, but the rules are there. You still need to ask a real person to visit the Patriarch Hall.

Lu Shen tut and said: "Good boy, the monkey is good, you must have a good road, and the poor way will put the words here today, one spit and one nail!"

Huang Zhonghou inevitably feels a little guilty. This real person treats each other so frankly, but he wants to treat the gentleman's belly with a villain, and asks the mountain lord to personally check the identity of the other party, seeking a so-called foolproof.

Lu Chen wanted to caress his beard and laughed. Oh, he remembered that he was young and didn't have a beard. After all, he was not as old as Daochang Sun in the Great Profound Capital, so he rubbed his chin, "Pan Dao is a real gentleman, a real man. Be careful, gentleman generous."

Huang Zhonghou was speechless.

Lu Chen lightly stomped his feet and smiled, "Don't think it is a trivial thing to build a mountain protection array that prevents the surging of spiritual energy from escaping. Once the palace gate is opened, the momentum is not small, it is mighty, and it is equivalent to a big sword. The immortal asked Jian Yunxia Mountain indiscriminately, and if he was careless, the entire Fu Temple Peak would be broken on the spot, but it was equal to the second questioning sword. The rocks were splashing, the flying sword was like rain, and the remaining Yunxia Mountain 15 peaks, and finally I can leave a few hills suitable for cultivation, and I can count on the poor road. Well, it’s not bad, but most of it can be left. It is the aura accumulated in the cave for many years. Seven or eight out of ten, you must make wedding clothes for others. Yes, it is estimated that within a few years, within a 10,000-mile radius of Yunxia Mountain, large and small, near the top of Xianjia Mountain, and the Huangliang Country with a yellow beam next to it, you will sincerely send you something similar to "the unselfishness of justice". "'S golden plaque, let’s talk to express our thanks."

Huang Zhonghou heard of this, but he was relieved, otherwise it was like a beautiful dream of yellow beams, which made him unable to believe it was true.

"Then the question is coming, what's the answer to this matter?"

Lu Shen asked and answered, throwing out the empty jug in his hand, and stomped again, "It's in your Huang Zhonghou's two jugs of wine."

If Huang Zhonghou only gave a pot of wine, Yunxia Mountain would not have this treatment.

The hip flask that was thrown into the air, and the hip flask that had already fallen to the ground, hung the sky and one on the ground, followed by Lu Shen stomping his feet, in an instant, the Yunxia mountain boundary was surging, and I saw the two hip flasks suddenly. It is as large as a mountain, as if there is a universe in the pot, each with a Dao Qi ups and downs, and finally a yin and yang fish pattern is condensed, slowly circling, just covering the entire Yunxia Mountain, and the array is falling to the ground one after another, like a painting of ink The long scroll spreads on the ground and then disappears without a trace.

This vision of heaven and earth swallowing mountains and rivers is fleeting.

In a Yunxia Mountain, apart from Huang Zhonghou’s witnessing this magnificent sight, there are only two people who can perceive the strangeness, one is the green juniper peak Cai Jinjian, and the other is a young child who is staring at the sky, and neither of them rely on them. The realm depends on Dao Fate.

Lu Shen pointed to one place, and smiled with Huang Zhonghou: "That kid, with good aptitude, will have to grab Gengyunfeng. It will be of great use in the future. You will have the next mountain owner to choose Yunxia Mountain."

As for the next mountain lord, of course it is the Golden Core Cultivator of Cultivating Cloud Peak in front of him.

Lu Chen moved a few steps, patted Huang Zhonghou on the shoulder, and smiled: "People who can ignore someone's initiative to persuade someone to drink, and then threaten someone to drink a pot and spit two pots, not many people. It will be a hundred years at most. , You can brag about it with people everywhere."

Wait for Huang Zhonghou to recover, the Taoist is no longer visible.

Huang Zhonghou feels lost, he still doesn’t know the name of this real person.

In the lake of heart, the voice of the real person resounded, "The name of the poor road is "anonymous"."

Huang Zhonghou felt helpless, how did he explain the matter to the Patriarch Hall afterwards, and the benefactor who helped his family Yunxiashan survive the catastrophe, was a foreign Taoist with the dao name "anonymous"?

The realm of the gods, the Taoist temple is like a forest, and the avenue of the ancestors in the mountain is holding a ten-year urn ceremony, but compared to the previous Taoist rituals, there are now two more rituals. "Outsiders", one is an official from the Dali Accompanying Capital Department of Ceremony who came to the Divine Envoy Sect, and the other is a Daolu under the Chongxu Bureau of Dali Capital, who is responsible for recording all the Taoist priests who have obtained the exorcism.

Lu Chen has no objection to this, but when it is bigger, it is nothing more than a clear rule of the king, a secrecy of the law, the rule of the law, and the rule of the king.

Going deeper and deeper, it is said that after the rule of law in the country violates the prohibition and violation of the law, the law of the Tao constrains people’s minds when they first move in delusional thoughts.

On the hill far away from the ancestor hall of the gods, in one of the humble little Taoist temples with the "Qiuhaoguan" plaque hanging, an old Taoist priest is leading a group of little Taoists, doing that evening class , Behavely, recite a Taoist classic, old rote, young hard to memorize, Lu Chen sighed with his head in front of the door, and walked away, listening badly, and shook his head and walked inside the Taoist temple after holding his hands. , I saw a little Dao boy, sweeping the floor and endorsing his book. He didn’t memorize smoothly. He always memorized wrong, just like turning a book. If he memorized a mistake, he had to start over and recite a whole page. Lu Chen didn’t bother the little Dao boy." "Independent cleansing", he walked under the tree and shook it lightly.

It is not easy to be a Taoist priest on the fairy mountain. Many of the trees in the mountains are always green all the year round. The fallen leaves are intermittent, and there is no stopping. It is uneasy, unlike the Taoist temples under the mountain. , Only autumn is the most tiring, after winter, you can be lazy. As a result, when the little Dao Tong looked back, the good guy, where's the bad guy, there was full of fallen leaves that swayed the ground, and the little Dao Tong rushed over with his broom when he was angry, and waited until the young Taoist turned his head. , Xiaodaotong weighed it up, and he was definitely unable to beat it, so he landed on the broom and pretended to sweep the ground.

Lu Shen asked with a smile: "Little guy, did you teach urns? Now that urns have been born, how many times have you added urns?"

Xiao Dao Tong snorted, it's not the so-called family biography or private urn, which is given if you have money, not to mention that you have no money.

If you have money, can you sweep the floor here? The brothers of the same age in the Taoist temple are not only rich in the family, but they have received extra attention from the master. They have never washed the latrine and toilet, so they can’t do it by themselves. Now it’s fine. Picking manure and going to the vegetable garden, practice makes perfect. A good hand.

Lu Shen sat on the railing, behind him was a small pond with some carps, arms around his chest and said: "The Tao is drowning in dung, it's good."

Xiao Dao Tong was said to have been sad. He raised his head and stared. Seeing that the smelly Taoist who did not know where he came from was raising his arm and bending it again and again, Xiao Dao Tong understood the other party's "reminder" and had to lower his head. Go, boring and sweeping the floor, as expected, the Taoist said to himself: "Pan Dao's tendon flesh is all the hard work of planting trees, cutting trees and replanting trees all the year round. Naturally, he has great skill and is usually strong. Han can't get close to the poor Dao's body at all."

Xiaodaotong whispered, "Master Patriarch is right. You said it was just a fart."

Lu Shen asked with a smile: "Why? Isn't it all the same sentence and the same reason?"

Xiaodaotong added gravity, sweeping the fallen leaves flying around, "It can be the same, of course it is not the same. Anyway, I understand the truth, but I can't say it."

Lu Shen asked: "Is it similar to the phrase,'If the world learns from me, it is like entering the way of the devil'?"

Xiao Dao Tong raised his head, "What the hell? Which Gao Zhen said in which book?"

Lu Shen smiled and said, "It was said by a Buddhist monk."

Actually, Lu Chen already knew about Dao Tong’s "wonderful thinking", and the answer in his mind was quite interesting. It was indeed because Xiao Dao Tong couldn't say it.

Xiaodao Tong said, "You still know a lot."

Looking down at the fallen leaves on the ground, Xiao Dao Tong slandered in his heart at the same time, that he was improper.

Lu Shen asked, "What's your name?"

The little Dao Tong was listless, lowered his head and swept the fallen leaves into the dustpan, and whispered: "The chief of the road called me Ah You, it’s the You of the Youshi."

It's just that Xiaodaotong didn't say that this is the name that Master helped to choose. Talking to an outsider is not guilty of talking about this.

Lu Shen smiled and said, "I will give the urn in the future, is there anything I want to do?"

Xiao Dao Tong raised the broom in his hand and pointed to the direction of the Patriarch's Hall, but quickly put down the broom in angrily. He was disrespectful. If he was seen by the master, he would be miserable. The fine copy of the scriptures could be copied most of the night, and he stepped on the fallen leaves in the dustpan. , Stepped a little harder, and then continued to sweep the fallen leaves, Xiao Dao Tong said casually: "We Taoist temples are poor, and when I get rich in the future, I will help the statue of the **** in the Patriarch's Hall to be gilded. It is a brand-new clothes, too. Just put a layer of gold powder on it, it's fine."

Lu Chen said, "Ayou, you are so sincere, and your ancestor master hasn't been able to show up quickly to be worthy of your innocent heart? Leave me as your ancestor master, so I must show up immediately and have a good chat with you. sentence."

The little Dao Tong was so annoyed that he raised his broom and pointed at the strange Taoist who didn’t have any rules, and said angrily, “I’ve been holding you back for a long time, it’s almost enough, otherwise I’ll call my brother to come and beat you!”

Xiao Dao Tong quickly added, "Brothers!"

Lu Chen was too happy. He supported the railing with both hands, shook his legs, knocked on the railing lightly on his back heel, and asked with curiosity: "It's weird, why are you such a big mountain and so many Taoist temples? The temple of the Patriarch has such a wooden Taoist temple, which is the poorest?"

Xiaodao Tong said angrily: "It's up to you."

In fact, this problem, let alone oneself, is the brothers and sisters, and the uncles and uncles are very curious. I only heard from the master that a Taoist priest has two veins and wears different crowns, which is not common in the entire Haoran world.

For example, if the little Taoist boy really becomes a urn in the future, wearing a Taoist crown on his head will be a lotus crown. With the gods

The Taoist Crown of the Heavenly Sovereign Sovereign is different.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "I know the reason. It is because Qi Tianjun received a kind of preaching favor from your ancestor master. When he became the Sect Master, at first, he was thinking of Taoist priests with two veins, and a bowl of water was smooth. Later, it was discovered that it was impossible to do so, and there were many hidden dangers. On the contrary, the Taoism in the mountains of your line became less and less. Later, Qi Tianjun had to change a little way, only to secretly relieve the incense of your line, and found out It still didn’t work. As a result, the entire Aquarius Continent failed to do what he wanted. At any rate, there was a Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown who founded a sect outside the mountain. It was not until very later that he tried to barely understand a principle, what is the natural way of Taoism. It turned out that he did the wrong thing kindly, and then finally there is a Qingliangzong in Luzhou in Beiju."

Lu Shen pointed to the big tree, “All things are like grass and trees, with prosperity and death. The heaven and the earth can last for a long time. Because they don’t live by themselves, they can live forever.”

The little Taoist was so confused that he would not talk to each other, lest he might show his cowardice.

He suddenly asked: "Since you are a Taoist priest, why don't you call yourself a'poor Tao'?"

Lu Shen smiled and said: "The poor are not poor, the thieves have money."

Xiaodaotong is a little envious. I don't have any entanglements on my body, and I can't travel far and wide.

Lu Shen waved his hand, "You want to make a mistake, I'm saying that I am a cultivator. It just so happens that everything is a dog, and Tao is in the world."

Lu Chen raised his palm, slowly lowered, and repeated the last four words, only with a subtle pause, "The way is in the sky, down."

Xiaodao Tong said, you talk about yours, and I will sweep mine.

Lu Chen asked, "I said that the vegetation has life and death. Everyone knows that the big tree next to you is still alive. Then Ayou, I'm going to ask you, what do you think of the fallen leaves in the dustpan by your feet? Think, is it life or death?"

Xiaodao Tong shook his head.

Lu Shen raised his hands and hugged the back of his head, "Ayou, it's not a boastful thing. The most dangerous time in my life to talk to people about the Tao, tsk tsk, it's really dangerous, I almost can't be a Taoist priest."

Xiao Dao Tong raised his head and smiled.

was beaten by someone.

Lu Shen said solemnly: "Ayou, you want to make a difference again. I was asking a very old and senior Taoist priest. Guess what?"

In fact, the earliest Taoist priest in the world said it was the monk.

Xiaodao Tong hugged the broom and blinked.

Lu Chen showed a dazed expression, tilted his head back three times, and whispered: "Don't talk about this fish pond, he watched a pot of water, 88,000 insects. I and the Taoist priest have traveled together for several years in the world. During the period, I looked at the size, number, length, front and back, life and death, but I was still not convinced, and the man took me to a strange and weird world, the world is vast and profound, there is no universe and no universe, regardless of possessions There are countless small worlds, so many creatures, really like the sands of the Ganges River, and I am one of them. After a lot of hardships, spending countless hours, and successful cultivation, if I stay here, I will be there. , Just a sigh, can make thousands of stars disappear, and raise your hand, you can make hundreds of... Ascension realm cultivators all die, and finally I start to travel far, and have been to so-called Xiaoqian. In the world, I have seen countless weird creatures, and I don’t know the past thousands of years. I have chosen to sleep and sleep, and I don’t know how many thousands of years. When I wake up, the stars that seem to be unchanging in the past are gone, the last certain One day, when the sky suddenly opened up, I followed that path, as if engulfing half of the world's endless Dao Qi, spells, and magical powers, I bumped away, and finally was able to leave that place. As a result..."

At that time, Xiaodaotong heard that Mr. Shu was telling the story, so he hurriedly asked: "What happened?"

Lu Shen smiled and said: "Foresee the funeral, and listen to the next time to break down."

Xiaodaotong sighed and understood, "Just treat me as owing you three pennies, okay?"

Lu Chen raised his arms and asked with a smile: "Ayou, if we get a bag out of a mosquito bite, do we like to stroke our nails like this?"

Xiao Dao Tong raised a finger, like a cross, and smiled: "I like to swipe twice."

Lu Chen smiled and nodded, and pointed to himself, “That me is the redness and swelling on my arm that was bitten by a mosquito. I was crushed to death by a random finger.”

The little Dao Tong opened his mouth wide, and finally couldn’t help holding out his thumb, "Good story!"

It is really worth the three cents!

Lu Shen smiled and said, “That’s why I can’t break through. Master is the most tired and lazy, and he doesn’t want to explain to me. What can I do as a disciple, I can only find some answer myself.”

The little Dao Tong held a broom in his arms, and was speechless for a long time. He only felt that the story told by Dao Chang was not too exciting. There was no scholarly fox charm, and no real person on the scene. It was a bit weird and sounded good. I'm not too willing to tell the brothers and apprentices. After all, it took me three cents. The little Tao Tong finally couldn't help but exclaimed, "Where does the Taoist master come from?"

Lu Shen smiled and beckoned: "It's true that palmistry is a must, Ah You, come, spread your hands, and help you see your luck."

Xiaodaotong immediately became vigilant, this is a long line to catch a big fish, in the final analysis, or is it to cheat me?

Lu Shen complained: "No money!"

Xiaodao Tong asked: "Is it because you have seen bad palmistry, so you have to charge extra money so that you can lose money and eliminate disasters?"

Lu Shen took a breath of air, his own Dao pulse, how come out such a prodigy. In the future, it will be a good material for setting up a fortune-telling booth with me.

Xiao Dao Tong hesitated for a moment, and finally he looked sad, pursed his mouth, put down his broom, and said goodbye to the Daoist chief, hit a door, then bends down, lifted the dustpan with both hands, and dropped the fallen leaves in the distance.

Lu Shen sighed.

The child originally wanted to ask his surname, but the words came to his lips, and he felt that it was unnecessary.

When the child dumped the fallen leaves of a dustpan, he turned his head and looked around. The young Taoist sitting on the railing was gone.

Lu Chen had sneaked up to the threshold of the Taoist temple, and waved and waved at the old Taoist master who was shabby and endorsed in that robe. The old Taoist saw it for the first time, smiled and shook his head, continued to endorse, and for the second time he saw the young Taoist priest who was still at the threshold. Beckoning vigorously over there, the old Taoist frowned slightly, and his eyes signaled that he was temporarily unavailable. When he saw it for the third time, the old Taoist, who was the master of one view, got up with anger, strode towards the door, and was about to reprimand. In a word, I never thought that his opponent would touch his sleeve with one hand, grab his own hand with the other, and pat.

The old master doesn’t need to bow his head and weigh it up. Alas, it’s some yellow and white things under the mountain, nothing more, it’s just lighter.

The young Taoist priest took out another handful of "copper coins" and continued to pat it on the master of Laoguan. The latter lowered his head slightly, his eyes narrowed, his eyes lit up, huh?

Turned out to be snowflake money on three mountains? !

The old Guanzhu waited for a while, and saw that the other party no longer touched his sleeves, he lightly clenched his fists, twisted his wrists, and put them in the sleeves without dialogue. He pulled the other party away and asked directly: "How about fellow Daoists? Do you know that there is a private urn for this'autumn view' of the poor Dao? Do you understand the rules here?"

The implication is that this Taoist private urn is no better than the official urn of the Zongmen. Now the Dali court is strictly governed and has received a private urn. In the future, it will be okay to set up roadside stalls, but it is difficult to make it to the elegant hall. In short It is difficult to deceive the noble silver of the emperor, generals and senior officials.

The young Taoist priest smiled knowingly, “If you don’t understand, you can come? I just used it to show off those who don’t know how to do it.”

Old Guanzhu sighed, stretched out his **** and gently twisted, "Dao friends understand the rules but don't understand the market, you have to add money."

Old Guanzhu lowered his voice again and said: "I've said it, no refund!"

Lu Shen smiled and said, "Just add money, I just pave the way for Ah You."

The old Taoist was stunned, "Are you the long-lost father of Ah You?"

Lu Shen smiled and said, "Guess the subject."

The old Taoist did not want to let go of this bully, and continued to persuade him: "You know fellow Taoists, the Taoist Taoism of the poor Tao is small, but the quota of one urn student every ten years cannot be escaped. This was set by Qi Tianjun early. After all, Ah You is still young. There are a lot of uncles and brothers in the view, and it is his turn in the year of the monkey? The Zongmen Zu Shitang has strict assessments, and no one will be able to teach it. Once The recommended person fails to pass the urn, and the place will be lost in the next ten years. But in this view of Qiuhao, they are all their own family members and monks, regardless of the quality of the temperament. The ancestors set it. The rule is,'If someone has outstanding merits, those who are superior in Taoism can also be promoted to the urn.' I really want to say that we can teach urns by ourselves. It is not true compared to that of the ancestors of the ancestors, but the identity of the urns is also true. Well, when the time comes to wear a lotus crown, he will not be a real Taoist priest? These are not the idiots who came out indiscriminately with a mouth. What do you think of fellow Taoists?"

The young Taoist nodded his head under the view of the old view, but he just didn’t pay. Urgent.

Lu Chen looked at this old master who had cleaned his robes, and then looked at his heart full of thoughts to coat Grand Master with a layer of gold, and the entire Grand Master Hall must be renovated, how the scenery will be restored, how to look back, and look good. The neighboring Taoist temples came to show their presence, and in the future, they will be able to stand up a bit when offering their ancestors to their ancestors.... After a series of thoughts, Lu Chen was a little bit dumbfounded for a while.

Lu Chen patted the old Taoist on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, don't cry poorly with me. I heard my grandparents crying, so I told Qi Zhen when I turned around and asked him to open a separate one. The urn conferring ceremony gave us Ayou a real urn identity..."

Listening to this young Taoist priest's rebellious assholes, the old master was so angry that he would punch him in the chest, "Shut up!"

Lu Chen moved sideways and avoided the punch. It wasn't that he felt shameless when he was beaten by the punch. He was really worried that the punch would fall on the spot and it would be bad for the stereotypes. Lu Chen stretched out his hand and said with a hippie smile: "This is this. Tan collapsed? Give me back the money!"

Old Guanzhu's face was pale, he sighed, and he was about to find out the money that was in his pocket, and said: "The Taoist friend is stingy."

Lu Shen smiled and said, "Oh?"

The next moment, the old watcher rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The young Taoist in front of him, wearing a lotus crown.

And that lotus crown, whether it is a true Taoist or a fake Taoist priest, absolutely dare not pretend to be a Taoist priest in the world. Who dares to imitate this Taoist temple without authorization, let alone wear it on the head without permission.

What's more, Qiuhaoguan is still in the realm of the gods.

Therefore, at the next moment, the old view master burst into tears and excitement. He staggered back a few steps, and knelt down with a thump, and then began to kowtow for his patriarch, the old Taoist’s lips trembled, and he couldn’t say a word. Sorry, his face was full of tears, but he couldn't help it, so he started to cry.

For so many years, from the incumbent master of self-qualification, and then push all the way up, generations of masters, as if they have cultivated the Tao for a lifetime, have only cultivated a big poor character, and the days are suffering.

Lu Shen squatted down and patted the old Taoist on the shoulder. He was so poor that he could not touch the flesh. He smiled and comforted softly, "I know, I know, it's not easy for everyone."

The old Taoist cried so sad that he finally remembered that he was squatting next to his grandpa, the head teacher of Bai Yujing, and quickly wiped away his tears. As soon as he was about to get up, he looked up and found that the grandpa was sitting on the ground somehow. The old view master shrank his head and shoulders tremblingly, and sat on the ground together.

Lu Chen just stood up and said with a smile: "After leaving, remember to wait until Qi Zhen comes back from the barren world, you go and tell Qi Zhen that Ah You is now my direct disciple, let him figure it out by himself."

Old Guanzhu nodded vigorously, and once again dazzled, there was no trace of his ancestor.

Land Shen traveled across the continent, passing by the sea between the two continents, looking down.

Fish shape makes water, human shape makes Tao.

Remember that back then, it seemed that I had heard a question and answer with my own ears.

Mr. said, the road cannot float in the sea.

The student answered, why bother to study and then study.

Lu Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky, suddenly speeding up Yufeng's figure, stopped, and then dropped his figure, looking straight down at the mountains and rivers.

Coming to the outside of the Patriarch Hall of the Patriarch of Mazong Muyi Mountain, Lu Chen only changed his appearance slightly.

Soon several ancestors came here, Wei Yusong was very surprised, and asked softly: "I don't know the real person is here..."

Lu Chen coughed, and said straight to the point: "That gift magic weapon given by poor Dao back then?"

Several ancestors looked at each other, Wei Yusong was the first to notice something was wrong, and said angrily: "Cut him!"

Damn, how dare you pretend to be a real fire dragon and come to Muyi Mountain to make a ghost? !

That magic weapon, once the sect celebration was over, the previous suzerain had already returned it to the fire dragon in private. Not to mention, Zhu Quan said the general process. Her father, that is, the previous suzerain and the old real person, both of you push me. Let, I was very polite, and the old man smiled at this. One must be given, one must not be accepted, one is hard-hearted, and the other is shameless. It is probably such a picture of the kindness of the senior and the understanding of etiquette. In the end, the old real man really couldn’t get rid of it. He patted his suzerain on the shoulder, and his eyes were pleased, almost like Dao He Zongmen who can be regarded as an old real person who divides the account between three and seven. The real person promises that in the next few hundred years, the ten days of each year will be ignored elsewhere, anyway, it is not suitable for a sword repairman to come here to ask about swords.

Simply put, about Mo is just the phrase "I am familiar on the road, you Muyishan Patriarch, I am covered"?

Lu Shenliu is so lucky, he deserves to be the real fire dragon.

Shrinking the ground in one step, he came directly to the Qingliangzong of his own Dao.

It is a pity that the direct disciple is not in the mountains now.

A loft, white walls and glazed tiles, and hanging bells on the four corners under the eaves.

Besides, there are huts in the mountains, even monks’ residences.

For a Zongzi head fairy family, whether it is the size of the site or the atmosphere of the mansion, it is indeed a bit too shabby.

Fortunately, He Xiaoliang still has a small cave in his hand.

Otherwise, as a master and patriarch, I will have a handful of bitter tears.

In fact, Chen Ping’an’s success in Xiandan City is the most suitable for her female disciple.

Beautiful lady, a secluded residence in the mountains, holding a whisk in her hand, complement each other.

It’s just that Lu Chen dared to ask for it. Even if he succeeded, he didn’t dare to give it away. At that time, Chen Ping'an would definitely be chased and chopped down, and it is estimated that there is no room for discussion.

A sword light lit up in front of his eyes, not intending to hurt people, and the warning was even stronger.

Lu Chen staggered, cursing, "Good disciple, dare to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor!"

The female cultivator hurriedly retracted the flying sword, and the person swayed and almost hit her flying sword by herself. If the sword was not retracted quickly, it would cause her to change from scary to murder.

The woman said in a deep voice, "Do you know the consequences of a Taoist trespassing into the Qingliang Sect?"

I saw the young Taoist slap his head, and an ordinary lotus crown appeared, and hurriedly said: "My family, my family!"

The woman was stunned, "A fellow Taoist?"

Lu Shen answered the wrong question, and smiled: "It seems that our Sect Master He is the most important and the most distressed to you."

This young woman's crown is named Gangi. Exactly half of a citrus?

She rolled her eyes.

Is it an irony? Do you like poking your heart?

Master is the most partial, and he is least welcome.

Two senior sisters, they were a colorful elk and a nearby object at the meeting ceremony when they came to Master’s door. They came to their side, well, just a few oranges. They are the most common kind of oranges in Yamashita Market...

At the beginning, she still felt that Master had other profound meanings, but it was actually a panacea. When she chewed slowly and finished eating, there was really no mystery. The only unusual treatment was that every time Master went out and went down the mountain, he returned to the mountain. At that time, she would bring her a few oranges.

Lu Chen turned his head and looked at one place, and said with a smile: "Tian Da Fu Yuan, even me, who is his junior, would be envious."

Master is not on the mountain now, and she is going to Liuxiazhou for a long trip. She first informed her colleagues to come here quickly, and then following the sight of the young Taoist priest, Gan Ji saw the fence in the distance. There was once Mr. Li. I was invited by my teacher's father to the mountains to help them preach and teach karma. And before going down the mountain, Mr. Li personally planted some flowers and plants, including creeper, morning glory, and a bowl lotus in a small water tank. It is strange to say that it is an ordinary bowl lotus, not a fairy flower, but every When the flowers bloom, there will be green water spring waves in the small water tank, and water will come out of the standing leaves, blooming three hundred layers of beauty.

Lu Shen sat down in the corridor, stretched out his fingers, and shook it lightly, and the bell shook, ding ding dong dong, crisp and sweet.

A kind of fish love is different, some people like to fish and eat fish, some people just like to feed fish.

Except for the female champion Ganji, all the suzerains who stayed in the mountains have already rushed here.

Lu Shen lifted his cheek with one hand, startled, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "I heard that the great sword fairy in the north, Bai Chang, has ever said something to He Xiaoliang?"

It seems to mean that He Xiaoliang should not expect to be able to ascend to the ascension realm in Beiju Luzhou in this life.

Lu Chen was just about to stand up, and at this moment, he faintly saw the fence. Senior brother seemed to be standing there many years ago, smiling and shaking his head to his side, and he was clearly saying something, and he returned to Bai Yujing, be careful about the future. In a certain questioning sword, you must protect your senior brother Yu Dou and a Bai Yujing.