Chapter 937： I am the host (7)

On the Fenhe Shrine, Chen Ping'an and Qingtong looked at the sceneries with their own emphasis, so they looked at each one and separated them in order.

When Qingtong finished visiting many halls and pavilions, it was discovered that Chen Ping'an was no longer in this Hebo Temple.

Walking out of the temple gate, Qing Tong saw a green shirt, sitting on a small bamboo chair in the shade of the willow by the big pond, and began to throw a rod and go fishing.

Qingtong walked over and asked, "Are there any bamboo chairs?"

Chen Pingan stretched out his finger to his mouth, motioned to make a small sound, and then twisted his wrist to create a small green bamboo chair and handed it to Qing Tong.

Qingtong sat aside, lowered his voice, and asked in confusion: "This is?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Just wait for the weather."

Seeing Qing's confusion, Chen Ping'an lifted his chin and reminded: "Temporarily as a water view."

Qingtong stared at the water, the pool water was like a mirror, and a dilapidated mansion appeared in the mirror.

It's not a very clever way to see the magical powers of the mountains and rivers.

After parting from the children in the village, the young Taoist priest with bulging arms stood up from the ground, hovered in the air, on tiptoe, and glanced towards the inside of the city. Hey, there are some signs of filthy evil spirits and immortal fighting? Could it be a ghost house? I don’t know if today’s poor Dao is called Xu Wugui, well, if you discuss it well, you can keep the well water from the river. If you don’t even want to borrow a kitchen room from the poor Dao, then it’s no wonder that the poor Dao will do Tian Xing Dao once. .

Lu Chen turned his head and glanced at the child surnamed Ye. He was about to come to the Divine God Sect. Maybe he could be a companion with the little Taoist named Ayou in Qiu Haoguan, practice and grow together, and after a long time, he would be a friend.

Bimonthly friends are so rare in this vast world where there is only one bright moon, so you should cherish your true friends more and more.

Lu Chen stepped out and went directly to the street outside the door of a haunted haunted house. After pinching his fingers, he knew that the nearby land was called Wuzhenfang. The temple’s incense was broken long ago. In history, it was demolished and rebuilt into a private residence. Afterwards, it was repeatedly changed. Many ghosts were causing trouble. In the end, most of the beams and timbers of the house were moved to the Fenhe Shrine outside the city. There is only one stone lion, and on the neck, there is a series of tiny potholes, like bead imprints.

This place turned out to be the former site of the temple dedicated to the pure sun Taoist, which was unexpected and reasonable.

Lu Chen sighed, "Chunyang Daoyou, ah Chunyang Daoyou, I used to be in Bai Yujing. We were both from hometown and we were in different places. Now you haven’t been in Haoran’s hometown for a long time, and it’s hard to have an ancestral temple. Unexpectedly, I have fallen to this point. Fortunately, I will do my best to add a little incense to your temple."

I just don't know where Lu Yan is now, and there has been no news from Lu Yan in the Qingming world for a long time.

Lu Chen took out a talisman made of Huangxi from his sleeve, and muttered "Heavenly Spirit and Earth Spiritual Spirit, I can do it if the gods show their spirits", stepped back, shook his dantian posture with one hand, gave a light drink, and walked forward like flying forward. Go, one toe hit the ground and jumped high, but it just happened to step on the top of the wall. I couldn't stand up after shaking it a few times. One fell back and landed on the street again. The street was deserted at the moment. No one can see this funny scene.

I saw the young Taoist priest holding a yellow talisman, tried twice, and finally squatted on the wall, got up and walked along the wall, tiptoe, climbed over a ridge, stretched his neck, and saw After a fierce fight, several wild Xiu who seemed to be from the same school, each showing their magical powers, were fighting a pale-faced woman in a red dress. It was vaguely visible that there was a piece of rope tied to her neck, which was probably a hanged ghost. , Babbling, black smoke billowing, and being broken up one by one by the elders who came to slay demons and slaying demons by means of ingenious techniques. Generally speaking, one party throws out the magic fairy magic. With sneaky tricks, it is wonderful, it can be regarded as the opponent will meet Liangcai.

Lu Chen sat quietly on the ridge of the roof, looking away. There was a peony in the backyard, which was transplanted from another place. After several dynasties, after it became a refined shape, he was not young. He was about half the owner of this place. Helping the unjust dead, terrorizing the people in the sun, occupying this large mansion, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, at most it is to abduct the young and strong wine clubs and watchmen who do not return at night, and bring them here. After a cloud and rain, steal some yang energy, and then throw it out of the house at dawn.

It’s no wonder that the God of Water at Fenhe Shrine chose to turn a blind eye to everything that happened in this mansion with a lot of history. For one thing, he didn’t make any unreasonable actions. If you want to defeat this "ghost house", you have to mobilize troops and condemn the generals. When the two sides completely tear their faces and let go of their hands and feet, at least the county town will not be able to keep it. In addition, the nearby city **** temple and the gods of the mountains and rivers can be used. , And the soldiers and horses under their command, it is estimated that they are really going to be more vigorous, and they will only come raging and questioning, and they will go back to the house with a gray head and face.

In the courtyard, one of the two parties, one of whom had sharp eyes, saw the sneaky young Taoist priest over the roof, and suddenly cursed: "The little bull nose, how dare you come here to grab business with the uncle?! Get away!"

I saw the righteousness of the young Taoist priest and said awe-inspiringly: "Since ancient times, the Taoist people have a share of the demon and evil spirits. What's more, the poor Dao is born with a strong iron bone and a chivalrous heart..."

The man shouted, "Noisy!"

A dart flicked out of the sleeve. It was as fast as a shooting star, but the tail of the dart hit the mother-in-law Taoist’s forehead. Hearing a pain, the young Taoist was caught and fell back on the ground. Rolling all the way on the roof ridge, disappeared.

The female ghost with a rope around her neck in the courtyard turned over and over again to the ghost tricks, but the other party was crowded and powerful, and the man who was cultivating the Taoist body was also a man. She was full of yang, gathered together, and her momentum appeared. Quite majestic, she gradually lost the wind, and immediately turned her head and shouted: "Sister, come and help me!"

Soon there was another blue smoke floating in, condensed into the figure of a female ghost, and she was also a woman, covered in blue silks in a bun, wandering like water weeds, presumably a poor man who was drowned.

Lu Chen had already found the stove and kicked the door open, preparing to start a fire and cooking. He can't treat himself badly. He had to have a good New Year's Eve dinner here before going to Qingming World. Bai Yujing didn't pay attention to this. There was too much wind in Xianqi Dao and too little human touch. Seeing that the chopping board and everything were ready, Lu Chen took out the fire fold from his sleeve and found the bamboo tube that was blowing the fire. Sitting on a bench, Lu Chen muttered, "This is still the daytime scene. The lord hasn’t even appeared yet. If you don’t have the help of the poor road, how can you fight, even if you kneel on the ground and shout for help, you will have to see that the poor road has not eaten enough and has no energy."

Just bend around. On the way, Lu Chen noticed that there were two big locust trees in the backyard with very thick shades of green. Not far from the stove, there was a small building with a foot deep. There were a few coffins inside, and the coffin panels were all open. They were all withered bones that had no place to be buried. Lu Chen didn't shy away from these anyway, otherwise, among the seven minds of the Three Palms, how could there be a real man with white bones?

Someone leaned against the door of the stove. She was a pretty girl, blushing and charming.

The girl pursed her red lips, clapped her palms lightly, and gave a feed to remind the young Daoist that someone is coming, and then squinted and smiled: "You little Daoist, you are not considered a master of art, and you dare Come here to open a stove and cook. You say that you want to find a good place to die. What do you think? It's those strange, strange and **** novels that cheat money.

"This girl came here without knowing it. She almost scared a person to death. I really thought that scaring a person would not pay for my life. Fortunately, I am a fairy and courageous."

Lu Chen smiled and spoke, sitting on the small bench, turning around, lifting the bamboo tube in his hand, pointing to the yellow paper talisman sticking to the door of the stove, and looking at the young girl with refined peony. With a chance and her eight or nine hundred years of cultivation, she is considered invincible in the nearby counties and counties. She is not considered a prestige here, just helping those female ghosts to continue their lives. Keep things a bit, otherwise those female ghost sisters who just need to be a little bit cruel, just have a mouth or twist a few waists. Those young and strong men who are happy and happy here, I am afraid they will only There was a skin bag with an empty inside and a loose yang. Even if it was thrown out of the ghost house, it would be dead soon.

The girl stretched out her hand and wanted to take off the talisman of ordinary material, but the talisman was touched by her fingertips, and she felt a distressed burning feeling. She struck a spirit, immediately stopped her hand, and weighed it. Adhering to the tenet of carefully sailing the ship for ten thousand years, Yan Ran smiled: "As long as you don’t be nosy today and stay as you please. Those in the courtyard, I didn’t provoke them, they broke into the dojo and asked me for trouble, obviously it’s not. The kind of people who give up and give up, since they are anxious to reincarnate one by one, I can't blame me for sending them off the boat."

When the young Taoist priest saw this, he looked smug and laughed: "How, do you know that it's amazing? This talisman is a masterpiece of the trail! One of the tricks! Just ask if you are afraid."

The girl twitched her lips, "Dare to ask this immortal long, what is his name? How old is it?"

The young Taoist priest had a disgusting expression on his face, "I don't understand the rules, the monk doesn't speak his name or his life, but in the name of "Xian Chang", Xiao Dao can reveal a secret for you."

The girl nodded and said, "Listen with good ears."

The young Taoist coughed a few times and moisturized his throat, and then he straightened his waist and said loudly: "Qian Kun Xu Da has no name, evacuated a husband from the world, a real hero with a strong character, a savage and solitary, living only on the top of a mountain. The morning meal, Yunxia, ​​night, drinking dew, is the most upright and refreshing. No one knows about the wall for a hundred years, the golden crow fire wrapped the golden core, formed the golden core, made the furnace, made the Yang Shenyou Yujing, learned the immortal and learned the baby, the moon is The cold pool is quiet, the bottom of the sea is breathing, and the sky is soaring. I have forgotten to prove it for thousands of years. The blue bird on the horizon can also be tied to the sky. A dream, in the ant locust..."

At first, the girl listened attentively, but soon she raised her hand and yawned, and she was telling the story.

But your sour and sour words don't seem to rhyme too much.

The young Taoist priest seemed to see her thoughts and said without embarrassment: "Girl, you only need to understand what you mean. This is called ecstasy. As for rhyming or rhyming, it is very minor and quite trivial."

The girl suddenly said sternly: "I changed my mind. I was just looking at you annoying, but it turned out to be even more annoying, so I didn't keep guests, and I left here quickly!"

"Don't change your attention, the poor surname is Xu Mingwugui. As for the dao name, the aptitude in the mountain is still low, and the experience outside the mountain has not been long, and he has not been able to accumulate three thousand merits and consummation. There is no dao name yet."

The young Taoist also looked anxiously, "In addition, there is a rule in the poor Dao line, saying that the ancestor does not speak the teacher. So if you ask about the ancestors of the Xiao Dao, there is no comment on the Dao lineage."

When the girl heard this, her anger was suppressed, and she just sneered, "That's like a teacher, and she moved out of the master name, so I can't scare people."

The young Taoist priest seemed to be annoyed and said: "Can't you scare people? Ghosts scare you to death!"

The girl glanced at the other party’s crown, waved her hand, "Let’s go, don’t join in the fun here, if you weren’t looking at the face of the road in the past, at least you would go in and go out vertically today. , I have to make you remember a little bit. Since the Taoism is not good enough and the skills are not good, don't think that you have the backing of a teacher, and you feel that there are no taboos and you can go everywhere. There are people outside, and you will suffer a lot."

The girl Qiubo turned around, pointed a finger at the crown of the young Taoist priest, and smiled with one hand. Move out of the teacher’s door quickly, so as to calm me, aunt, grandma? Then don’t you know, I and your ancestors and elders are still good friends."

"Good old friend?!"

I saw the handsome Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth. He heard the words as if he had been struck by thunder.

"How can you know that the old things happened hundreds of years ago? Leave this place and return to the Taoist temple in the mountains. The guy named Longweishanren is him. He has no conscience. He is a thief and guilty thing. I don’t think I am from a righteous background and dare not bring it back to the mountain. What if the vegetation has become the essence of life, Zhongtu Shenzhoulong There is also a Foxxian Hall in the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Hushan. She is not as good as mine."

The girl looked faint and turned it over

The old account, she was a little depressed and waved her hand, "Okay, I already knew that you came from that high gods, otherwise you wouldn’t wear this kind of crown on your head. Your status as a Taoist priest is of course. Really, but I am not those ignorant mountain spirits, the Taoist priests who know your line, and the authentic ones there, and the Qi Tianjun, are not the same Taoist priest at all, the incense is withered to a mess, and they are mixed with the gods. It’s getting bleak year by year, and I can only live by selling private condoms."

The young Taoist priest also sighed, "I was really hit by the girl. It was a bleak situation that was not as good as that year."

The girl said, "Isn't leaving yet? Really think that a broken talisman on the door can block me?"

Lu Chen smiled and said: "The old saying goes that helping others is helping oneself. Going out to rely on friends, Xiaodao is just borrowing a place to have a New Year's Eve dinner, maybe it can help you escape."

Having said this, Lu Chen said with a smile: "This'old saying' and that'common saying', no matter what is behind, we better have to listen to it."

The girl sneered and said, "Little Taoist priest, do you know what realm Auntie I am?"

Lu Chen looked shocked and said, "Couldn't it be an old **** who is introverted and concealed?"

The girl was short-tempered, because she was a golden immortal.

Only He Bo of the Fenhe Shrine outside the city, and the County Town God Temple, only mistaken her for a sea-viewing vegetation spirit, so she has not been famous.

The main reason is that Mengliang has two immortal mansions on the hills, which made her extremely jealous. If she hadn't had a hidden life-saving charm, she would have been detained by the immortal master in the mountains for a long time.

In this "holy house", there are naturally female ghosts, but the evil evil that is really suppressed is actually an old golden core ghost. In addition to the extremely high level of Taoism, the intention is extremely insidious. It was the secret plan of the early years, through It was only by the hands of the Yangjian officials that Lu Gong's Temple was torn down and occupied this feng shui treasure place as a dojo, in order to become the Nascent Soul by this. Even a peony plant was deliberately transplanted here, with the fragrance of the flower, to cover up its incomparable evil spirit. The reason why the heartless man named Qian Tongxuan stopped here was because he found something wrong with the mansion. To surrender this evil ghost, first form a big formation to prevent the innocent from hurting the innocent, and then fight with the golden core ghosts, not hesitate to smash two mortal creatures, hurt the roots of the road, and suppress the ghosts deep underground. In a secret room where he was sealed up with a talisman, he said that he had returned to the gods, and he would invite the elders in the mountains to eradicate this scourge, but he never thought that there would be no day for him to meet again after he left.

For so many years, almost every few years, she would use a talisman to learn from the Taoist priest, add a talisman to the door of the secret room deep underground, layer upon layer, the old talisman dissipates, and there are new ones. Fu posted. Just because of Fulu, the threshold is too high, she only has a little talent for cultivation, and she can't really pass it on, so she can only win by quantity.

Once upon a time, before and after the flowers.

The stars in the sky revolve, and the curtains on the earth hang down. Living in the mountains does not count the year, and enjoying the flowers is the immortal.

The speaker just speaks on the lips, but the listener has to engrave it in his heart.

Lu Chen embraced the burning bamboo tube, his eyes softened, and he smiled: "The battle outside is not small. Then Bo Ye Xiu is going to win this door, and he is determined to win. The girl has also noticed it? The other party has already offered a killer, and can't ask God to surrender. True, even though they are two lingering yinci gods, it is obviously more than enough to deal with the three female ghost sisters under your hand. Besides, you, the golden pill, can protect your true body and guard it. Do you live in that blocked door? Anyway, Pang Dao finds it difficult, it's hard."

The girl's expression changed slightly and she was about to go to rescue.

Unexpectedly, the young Taoist priest just took a breath, and the yellow paper talisman on the door of the stove fell down, just falling on the girl's shoulder.

The girl seemed to have been affixed with a fixed charm, a dignified golden core immortal, no matter how the golden core was operated to control the aura, she could not move half a step.

Lu Chen put his face on the bamboo tube, looked at the anxious girl, smiled and said, "What's the hurry, just watch a good show. There are not many other people, but there are many friends on the mountain. By coincidence, there will be one today."

The two lines of cause and effect that affect the body before are one person and one thing, one thickness and the other thin. The latter is the child, and the former is an old friend.

This person was originally not in a hurry, but now he has noticed the clues, and he has begun to travel here quickly and quickly.

The girl didn't move at all, she could only watch the young Taoist priest, who was busy with a New Year's Eve dinner, her hands and feet were swift, and she was as skilled as a Taoist priest who specializes in cooking.

Being a man can't treat yourself badly.

Two jugs of wine.

Three hard vegetables were prepared, a pot of stewed old hen, a pot of winter bamboo shoots stewed with bacon, and a large plate of steamed crabs.

The young Taoist priest also drew out a set of nine famille rose flowers from his sleeve, but it was only filled with lychees, not fresh lychees, but dried lychees.

Bamboo shoots are stunners in vegetables and vegetables, litchi is stunner in fruits, crabs are stunners in aquariums, and wine is a stunner in diet.

Four stunners, one table is complete.

Outside the Fenhe Shrine, by the pool, Chen Pingan has never caught a fish.

Qingtong looked at the picture scroll in the water, and said in surprise: "It turned out to be him?"

It stands to reason that this person should never show up here.

No wonder Lu Zhang Church came here, it turned out to be a nostalgia.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Do you recognize it again?"

Qing Tong said in a bad mood: "This person is both the master of Sui's right, and her martial arts master, how could I not know him."

Besides, this person is still the "Lu Sheng" who once walked in Handan Daozuo and was being spotted by the Taoist Chunyang.

Chen Pingan asked: "Then do you know what he did after he left Ouhua Fudi and chose to hide his name in Yunku Fudi for so many years?"

Qing Tong shook his head and said, "I dare not say more about things related to the old master."

Chen Ping'an changed his question, "As for the inheritance of Taoist Louguan school of incense, as well as the ancestor clan of the surname'Shao', the name of the county hall and the migration distribution, do you have any relevant records or books on hand?"

Qing Tong said: "It's really not there."

The Taoist tradition of Jinding Temple originated from the Taoist Louguan school. Taoist priests used to call pavilions in ancient places, forming buildings with grass, and watching the stars.

The first watchman of the Louguan school happened to be named Shao.

The status of this watcher is similar to that of the first Buddhist temple today, second only to the abbot.

Cui Dongshan first guessed that Ni Yuanzhan was hiding in the blessed land of the cloud cave in order to give the golden pill to the right side of Sui, one of the former disciples.

So among the four people in the picture scroll in the past years, Sui's right side gave up the martial arts future. Not long after she arrived in Haoran, she insisted on going her own way, turned her head and ran to practice the sword, and it made sense.

But facts have proved that this is not the case. Sui's right side is not the person who has been predestined to get the pill.

Afterwards, Jiang Shangzhen mistakenly thought that Ni Yuanzhan was planning to present this golden pill to the northern golden temple, which has a great relationship with the old temple. He decided to stop him and even made a ruthless word with Lao Zhouzi. As long as Shao Yuanran came to Huangheji to get the pill, he Jiang Shangzhen would let the young man of the Daquan Dynasty die under Ni Yuanzhan’s eyelids, but if the old boat dared to send the pill, he would make Shao Yuanran a fateful pill. ，Complete a pair of merits without missing the body, but did not have the life to go homeopathic and enter the Nascent Soul Realm.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "About the old master of that golden core, fellow fellow daoists, can you always talk about it?"

Qing Tong hesitated for a moment, carefully brewing his words, chose some old calendars that could be spoken, and slowly said: "This fellow Taoist, the true body is the first crane in the world, and it is said that he is still a fourteenth person who is only half a step away. Realm Great Monk, before he fell, to be precise, he took a trip to Bixiao Cave and Luobao Beach before the retreat. After the retreat failed, he left a complete golden pill. The old master looked like he was taking care of it on his behalf. ."

This is because Qingtong thinks about "Mr. Zheng" and is willing to talk more about the inside story that can't be bought with money.

Chen Ping'an corrected: "It might be more accurate to say that it is'guardian'."

Because this ancient golden pill is not in the hands of the master of Laoguan, it is located between the cliffs of Huangheji in the blessed land of Yunku, and it is far away from a Guandao temple separated by Banzhou mountains and rivers.

And this golden pill can be regarded as a great mountain treasure of the rank of fairy soldiers, and it can be regarded as a kind of extremely rare kind of fairy soldiers.

Just like the golden robe that Chen Ping’an obtained from Jiaolonggou back then, among the half-celestial soldiers, it is outstanding, and Chen Ping’s silly sword, which was later lent to the right of Sui, appears to stand out among the magic weapons. ".

The root lies in the word "growth".

Able to keep tempering, and then improve the rank. It is like the cultivation of human beings, breaking the realm one by one.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "It seems that the word'changsheng', inverted the order, is'growth'."

It's just that Qingtong now has the most headache of these empty talks, think about it, it is destined to not figure out why, don't think about it, it seems that you will miss something.

The rank of the monk's golden core, to a large extent, determines the great achievement of an immortal.

It is similar to the so-called three-year-old people.

Of course it is not absolute, there are always special cases, but the reason why common sense is common sense is that there are no exceptions.

Just like Chen Ping An himself, he was not favored before, because his life porcelain was broken, and he was “looked to death early”.

After that, he was able to get to where he is today.

Chen Pingan asked, "Why would Jiang Shangzhen borrow the sword with Ni Yuanpin?"

In Yunku Fudi, Jiang Shangzhen once said, "I want to borrow Mr.'s sword today, and I will spit light in the dark", but Ni Yuanzhan denied it, and his expression did not seem to be fake.

According to Jiang Shangzhen, the reason why he spent his time in the lotus roots was to help Lu Fang rank among the top ten people in the world. It is best to rank high, and then he can let his best friend Lu Fang. Take advantage of the opportunity to obtain a handy weapon.

Qingtong was silent.

This matter really cannot be said.

Once the secret is broken, Qing Tong is worried that he will always look at the master and turn the old account. The prudent eyes and unforgiving of the Bixiao Cave Master were once recognized by the world.

Chen Ping'an thought of Jiang Shangzhen’s comment on Ni Yuanpin’s "You are a sword", and couldn’t help but smile. His own chief of the week, just can talk...

Qingtong was silent for a long time, probably because he was also worried about being held hostage by the person next to him, and tentatively said: "I saw Lu Sheng later, ask yourself?"

Chen Ping’an said: “What’s hard to guess? Ni Yuanpin can actually be regarded as half a qi practitioner in Ouhuafudi. He has opened up a brand new path, which is ‘refining the sword with the body’.”

Jiang Shangzhen said that Ni Yuanpin is proficient in the three teaching questions ~ countless, but is suppressed by the avenues of the blessed lotus roots, so that a clear Taoist heart has only a prototype, and will eventually be accepted by the old master "please Out of "Blessed Land."

What's more, Lu Chen also leaked secret secrets and talked about the road to enlightenment of the female champion in our continent.

Qingtong admired him, and he deserved to be Baidicheng Zheng Zhongzhong. He really dare to think, really can think. No wonder the absurd question of "Am I a Taoist ancestor" is entangled.

Qing Tong asked: "I heard that the fishermen who like this way are still paying attention to nesting in advance?"

Chen Ping'an said, "Usually it is to catch big fish, but it's not a problem to nest in the turbulent water. Just find a pile of rocks and you can gather fish."

Qingtong asked tentatively: "Does this statement have any deep meaning?"

Chen Ping’an said, “It doesn’t mean anything to you. If you listen to Lu Chen and Ni Yuanpin, you’ll probably feel sad.”

Qingtong did not refute anything.

Chen Pingan lifted the rod again to disperse the bait, and then threw the rod into the water again.

But in the courtyard of the former Lugong Temple site, the clouds rose in an instant, and the three-headed female ghost instantly fell into the white mist. Looking around, she couldn't see her five fingers, and looked up again. It was clear that it was not dusk yet, but the moon was in the sky, and the ears were faint. They could hear the guard knocking on the clappers and the night sounds like soldiers passing by. The next moment, their vision suddenly opened up, and a deep-water long bridge appeared. On the bridge, there was a vermilion high-gate mansion and a hall.

Towering, two corridors lined with forests, the stone 猊 outside the door is angry and terrifying, and there is a line of armored soldiers, lined up under the corridor, frosty halberd is cold, and there are two purple-clothed official robes, one of whom is slender. But he was as thin as a firewood, with a white fat and tiny beard with a jade belt around his waist.

Behind the three-headed female ghost, standing far away from the mountain, one of the old men in Jinyi, and the two gods in the temple, held their fists and smiled: "You Lao and the two great immortals have taken action."

The Dali imperial court once abolished countless imperial temples on a continent, some of them were in charge, and their backgrounds were innocent. Dali often had other arrangements, but after all, there were still some who refused to obey the constraints, especially those from an improper background, and could not stand the Dali’s Ministry of Rites and Penalties. Inspecting and inspecting, they can only give up temples and statues, and find ways to find a way to steal their lives. Although the foundation is gone, not only the golden body is shaken, but it is also a lot shorter, but it is better than being a big li. The officials of the two rituals and penalties and the monks who accompanied the army overturned the old accounts and smashed the golden body on the spot. And even if it is reduced to a lonely ghost, as long as it can rebuild temples in the mountains and quiet places of those small vassal countries, and get incense, you can re-assemble the golden body. Nowadays, the Dali court has only half of the country in its heyday. That great blasphemy is the boundary, the entire southern part of Aquarius Island has been restored, and places like Mengliang Country and Qingluan Country don't dare to stay for a long time, but there are always other places that can be used as shelters.

And Yamazawa Yexiu, who started by killing people and overcoming goods, has a ghost gate, which is to collect disciples, of course the kind of disciples who enter the house. The master of the church apprentice starved to death? It may even kill the master, so I have to refrain from teaching the killer secretly, and never teach the method of suppressing the bottom of the box, and prevent the disciple from getting the truth, and then let the disciple make a promise to swear a poisonous oath, and then control it with secret techniques. . Otherwise, if there are not a few helpers around, it is easy to be weak and difficult to make a lot of money.

This is why it is easy to become a genealogical monk, but it is very difficult to become a genealogical master.

The old man in brocade clothes was not high in realm. He was just a sea-viewing monk, but he was so active that he quickly hooked up with these two "great immortals" who are really a snake and a jackal.

The two sides hit it off.

The two great immortals in Yinci needed the help of this qi trainer to help wading through mountains and rivers, re-finding the dojo, so as to avoid the Wenwu Temple and Chenghuang Temple, as well as the righteous gods of mountains and rivers that are enshrined by the courts of various places. In return, the two great immortals will help Napshan Zawayexiu solve some minor troubles. Just like today’s situation, they are still happy to take action. After catching ghosts and eating ghosts, the two great immortals can help the Taoism and temper the golden body. of.

The tall and thin immortal walked onto the long bridge, and after standing still, he said in a deep voice, "Those who dare to be undefeated, rush into the capital city."

Aside from the narration, the fat and big fairy sounded like thunder, and said angrily: "Little ghost, doing a lot of evil, don't you hurry up and kneel and kowtow?!"

A hanged ghost who hanged himself, and a drowned ghost who threw himself into the water, have lost their color. The last female ghost who appeared is the highest relative to Taoism, and her temperament is more tenacious. Knowing that the other party is from the **** of Yinci, she is still Sneered and said: "You are from this kind of background, and it is even harder to see. Whether it is known by the city **** in the county or detected by the Fenhe Shrine, you don't want to get out of this place."

It's just that she inevitably feels miserable in her heart. If this dream country still belongs to the Dayi dynasty, how can these fleeing gods and goddesses show up?

After the old man in Jinyi held his hands, the old **** was there and smiled and said: "So I said that you have to set up a magic circle at the door to cover your eyes and ears. As for the master of this house, we have probed into reality and reality, and if you die, you will be in the Longmen Realm. Isn’t it true that a peony is born in the charm of flowers? Is she just daring to save you?"

At this moment, an old man in Confucian shirt walked into this ancient house on the ruins of Lu Gong Temple, frowned slightly, and casually dispersed the clouds.

As for the three female ghosts, a group of wild cultivators, and two gods, the old man just didn't see it, and traveled here on his own.

The earliest main hall of Lu Xian Temple, the statue of Lu Gong deity enshrined in it, and the colorful paintings from the gods, have long been gone.

Only through the Xieshan-style glazed roof of the main hall, it is vaguely seen that the shape of the year was not low. The main hall originally hung a plaque inscribed by the emperor's "Feng Lei Palace", but it has not been hung for many years. After it was removed, it was finally promoted from the ancestral hall to the palace, and was beaten back to its original form. In the end, even the first ancestral temple could not be maintained. Only a gossip pavilion and a dream-character monument outside the pavilion were left. The original appearance seems to be dependent on each other.

In fact, there is a hidden mystery in that piece of Mengzi stele, and there is a poem similar to Dao Jue in the hollow seal.

What's the explanation for the opening sentence, "I am born and die alone, but who knows who is false and who is true"?

Finally, the old man returned to the main hall of the old Lu Gong Temple and twisted three sticks of incense from his sleeve.

Holding the incense, worshipped for three times to pay homage to the Taoist Pure Yang who taught himself the past and had the grace of preaching.

The two warriors who were fighting at first, were surprised that no one dared to ask a question, let alone hands-on.

An old guy who blindly looked at the outside circle and Bai Wu Mi, who would dare to touch the mold?

At the stove room, Lu Chen gently shook his head.

The river goes east, the setting sun goes down, and wanderers come south.

The Taoist temple is spent, a real person asks, who knows for?

The girl at the door still stood in place, neither asking for mercy nor

Just now, there was a table and two benches, as if... either, or as if he had long legs, swayed from elsewhere and walked over to the stove.

After Lu Chen took his seat, he poured himself a bowl of wine, filled a large bowl of rice, and put a chopsticks with winter bamboo shoots, and exclaimed, "The taste is very good, it's amazing."

The old man in Confucian shirt glanced more lazily at the two groups of men and horses, as if giving orders: "All stay where they are, waiting to be sent."

Chunyang Taoist Lu Yan is his preacher. Although the two sides have no master or apprenticeship, the old scholars always regard Lu Yan as a mentor. Then Chunyang Taoist is the only Lugong Temple in this world, which has a certain meaning. This is the dojo of mentor Lu Yan.

Then he came to the door of the secret room under the ground, and looked at the dense seal of the talisman above.

The old scholar laughed dumbly, did the ghost draw talisman?

His figure dissipated, condensed again, and appeared in the secret room without breaking the prohibition of the talisman.

The ghost that had been consumed by Fu Lu slowly raised his head, grinning and said, "Looking for death?"

The old scholar asked, "Do you know how the words'Morality is not worthy" are written? You are such a sneaky person, if you don't want to hide, you dare to expect to steal Lu Gong's temple for a long time?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer anything, the old scholar had already beaten him to death with a sleeve.

On the square, the illusion remains the same. It is still the scene of the long bridge in the main hall and the densely armored ancestral temple under the corridor. The fat immortal wearing a purple official robe, like a mourning concubine, said: "Is it a gentleman from Guanhu Academy? Also, in this way, didn't our brothers hit the tip of the knife head-on."

The tall and thin big immortal looked at the old man in brocade clothes, and said angrily: "It's all good things you provoke!"

The other three vain female ghosts who are haunting the nightmare here are far more relaxed than frightened.

In the hands of a Confucian gentleman, he was only punished in accordance with the regulations of the academy. It is better to do what you should do than to be eaten by the two great immortals. That is the real immortal immortality.

The old scholar came to the stove and didn't even look at the girl who was sticking at the door as if she was a door god, but stopped at the door.

Lu Chen hurriedly put down his chopsticks, turned his head and said, "Brother Xizhou, after many years, come, let us sit down and drink and talk slowly."

In the two generations of Haoran Tianxia and Ouhuafudi, the bookish scholar in front of him was named Lu and his name was Xizhou.

Caizhou carried away her sorrow, and blew her dream to Xizhou.

Outside the temple, Qingtong only felt that Chen Ping'an was sitting here fishing. Even if he waited for Lu Shen aside, he could just sit on the ground like this.

Qing Tong couldn't help but ask, "Whether it is a cultivator or a pure martial artist, what's the point of learning that vulgar son fishing in the water?"

The point is that Chen Pingan hasn't caught a fish until now.

"For the temple blessing of Fenhe Shrine, this pond is just a pond."

Chen Pingan held a pole in one hand and pointed at the pond with one finger, and said, "But to the old master and you, what is this pond? It's Tongyezhou. So you don't care whether the few swimming fish in it are big or small. It's life or death. The fish in the pond can't escape anyway. Even if there are great monks who leap over the dragon gate, they are like the fallen leaves of the locust tree at the entrance of the temple. I believe there will be a day when the leaves will return to their roots."

Qingtong started to have a headache again, and immediately changed the subject, with a faint expression in his eyes, "How do these yinci gods who are running around, how do they return to their roots?"

Chen Pingan said: "Then what if you treat the whole world as a pond?"

Qingtong was speechless.

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "There are some questions, don't think too much, just try to stop, just like the ancients who made poetry to avoid'October Cold'."

Qing Tong understood the "October Cold" that the poet evaded, and was quite happy for a while, and finally no longer confused. It was not easy.

Chen Ping'an asked: "If there weren't that earth-shaking change ten thousand years ago, what would your ultimate pursuit be?"

Qingtong leaned on the back of his chair, took off the power fence above his head, and shook it as a fan, and said: "I still don't dare to expect to be able to climb to the top and ascend to the platform. I am afraid of death. As an ashes, if you don’t have it, you’re gone. I’m from a bad background, and it’s hard to learn how to cultivate. It’s so difficult to practice. There are barriers everywhere. Other monks may be a matter of one or two thoughts, but I have to think carefully about it. For hundreds of years, of course, they will cherish the hard-won opportunity more than Xiao Mo and Yang Zhi. They dare not do a feat, dare not even the slightest effort."

"In those long years between the world and the earth, it seemed that from the first'Taoist', the next saying began to spread. The sergeant heard the Tao and walked diligently. It was the'Ten Hao in the World' and their The'Taoist' not far behind, such as the great ancestor of Tuoyueshan, the master of Bixiaodong cave, the demon sword repair Baijing, Xiaomo, the old master of the golden core, etc. The sergeant gained the Tao and was ascended to heaven. Guan, ranks in the immortal class. It means that by walking up to the two ascending platforms that respectively control the male and female earth immortals, they become a brand-new **** of the ancient heaven. The corporal obtains the Tao, the land immortal, and the resident for many years. This is me. This kind of dull-qualified gas trainer is the ultimate pursuit in his heart."

The ancient Qi practitioners were able to practice Dao. Among the many "ascending" avenues, the rank of the monk's golden core is similar to that of the monk's golden core.

Among the earliest day ascents, there were more than a dozen species such as Xiaju, Riding a Dragon, Kuan Luan, Riding a Crane, and Huahong. After that, there were those who pulled the house and soared, and the shared house soared, and after that, there were many relics of ghosts and immortals that soared in the night.

After Qingtong finished speaking, he found that Chen Ping'an seemed to have turned a deaf ear to his mind, and his state of mind was still unwavering. Qingtong felt a little boring, not looking at the scroll, glanced at the empty fish basket on the shore, and asked: "It's just that difficult. Catch the fish? Is the bait wrong, or your fishing skills are not good?"

Chen Ping’an smiled and nodded: “I’m really not good at fishing. I’ve been better at one thing in my life. Unless I’m starving to death, I won’t eat bait or bite.”

Being in a long river of time, it's hard not to be caught as a fish by people on the shore.

Qing Tong asked again: "How are you sure that Master Lu will definitely go to the Lugong Temple site?"

Chen Pingan looked indifferent and asked, "The ruins of Lugong Temple? How did you know about it?"

Qing Tong was stunned, thinking repeatedly, still breaking his head and not understanding why Chen Ping'an had said this.

At the Fenhe Shrine behind them, there is still the imperial Fenglei Palace plaque hidden in the warehouse, and the Eight Diagrams Pavilion and the Dream Character Tablet on the side of the ghost house in the city, as well as the girl with a thousand-year-old peony, and her Qian Tongxuan, a Taoist from the side branch of the Godsect, and the Taoist name "Dragon Tail", and the golden pill ghost suppressed in the secret room by the unique talisman of the Godsect...not all prove that This mansion is where the ruins of Lu Gong’s Temple is located?

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's not only a game of waiting for the rabbit, but also catching the turtle in the urn."