I want to cultivate swordsman

It's normal for the old Taoist priest of Xuanyun Guan not to understand. After all, Xu Zhiqiu himself can't figure it out. Until now, he still doesn't know why Qi Cang Jingling chose him, let alone why he who should have died can live a new life.

He once asked in front of the bronze mirror in the cabin, but he never got an answer.

Chen Bubu saw that Xu Zhiqiu said without saying a word: "This Dao is just a random question out of curiosity. If Mr. Xu doesn't want to talk about it, then that's all. Everyone has their own chances in the journey of cultivating immortals. I wish the young master can ascend as soon as possible in the future. This can also be carried on the next journey.”

Of course Xu Zhiqiu would not tell his secrets, but he also felt that pretending to be mysterious without saying anything was not good, so he thought for a while and told a lie: "Actually, there is nothing unspeakable. Some time ago I met a yellow Pizi begged to keep his mouth shut, and seeing how pitiful he was, I agreed and fulfilled his wish. Later, the yellow leather gave me a spiritual fruit to repay me. It was amazing to say that after eating the spiritual fruit, my The body recovered, and the spiritual fruit should not be a mortal thing."

Chen didn't know how to listen carefully, and finally asked: "The yellow skin is begging for silence? Then Mr. Xu, do you know where the yellow skin came from?"

Xu Zhiqiu pretended not to know and shook his head.

Daoist Chen pondered for a while, then laughed and said: "It is often said that good people are rewarded with good things, and this saying has come true in Mr. Xu. If this matter can get out, those storytellers will surely be full of praise."

Xu Zhiqiu smiled. He looked at Chen Bubu's eyes, and he didn't know whether the old Taoist really believed it or pretended it on purpose, but it didn't matter, after all, he had already given an explanation, and whether he believed it or not was beyond his control. of.

Daoist Chen didn't ask any more questions. He shook his wide Taoist robe, took out a bamboo tube from the cuff as if juggling, and handed it to Xu Zhiqiu, saying, "The year is approaching, Mr. Xu might as well draw a lottery for himself." , if someone comes to Xuanyun Temple to ask for a lottery on weekdays, at least I will charge a few silver coins, but I feel that I have a predestined relationship with Mr. Xu, so I don't need money this time."

Xuanyun Temple is the only Taoist temple in Lin'an County. In the past, there were indeed many people who went to ask for a lottery, but most of them were wealthy and wealthy families.

Xu Zhiqiu looked at the bamboo tube and didn't refuse: "Then thank the Taoist priest."

He took the bamboo tube and shook it, then threw out a bamboo stick inside.

When the bamboo stick fell in the air, Chen Bubu held it in his hand. He glanced at it, his eyes lit up and said, "Wonderful, Mr. Xu is indeed a blessed person, this sign is the top sign."

As he said, Chen Daochang handed the bamboo stick back to Xu Zhiqiu. The latter took a quick look and found that the words "top sign" were indeed written in red pen on the lower end of the bamboo stick.

Chen Bubu continued: "This lottery holder is also extraordinary, it is handed down from the Taoist temple. In the past, people from the county came to the temple to ask for a lottery. Although there were occasional signposts, they were just ordinary people after all. Mr. Xu can also be a monk. If you get such a good lottery, you will surely be able to practice smoothly in the future, and you will have great luck."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't take it seriously in his heart, but he still cupped his hands and thanked him on the face: "If it is true what Daoist Chen said, then I will definitely add a sum of incense money to Xuanyun Temple in the next day."

Chen Daochang nodded with a smile, flicked his sleeve, and the stick tube disappeared into the cuff again, but the top stick was not taken back, and he warned: "Keep this stick with you, no matter whether Mr. Xu sincerely believes it or not, it will always be Good luck to you."

This can be regarded as the tradition of Xuanyun Temple. No matter who in the county asks for a lottery, if they encounter a good lottery, they will stay with them for good luck. Xu Zhiqiu also understands this, so he accepts the bamboo stick and puts it in his clothes .

Seeing that he accepted it, Daoist Chen asked again: "Young master Xu has recovered his cultivation, do you have any idea of ​​returning to Qingyang Sect?"

This sentence stunned Xu Zhiqiu, he really hadn't considered this matter, but now he has the answer just thinking about it in his heart, Qingyang Sect will definitely not go back.

Chen said without hesitation: "If Mr. Xu doesn't plan to return to Qingyang Sect, he can consider joining Xuanyun Temple. I still remember that Master told me before he died that I should choose some interesting ones for the temple in the future. It's a pity that I haven't met a suitable one for so many years, but now I think Mr. Xu is very good."

Xu Zhiqiu's eyelids twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he never thought that the old Taoist priest in front of him would suddenly invite him to join Xuanyun Temple, he couldn't help laughing, asking himself to be a Taoist priest, this is really true It's a little speechless.

After hesitating for a while, Xu Zhiqiu said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint Daoist Chen, I'm used to being free, and it may be difficult to adapt to joining Xuanyun Temple."

There are restrictions in Taoist temples, which everyone knows.

Chen didn't know that he declined, but he still didn't give up and said: "Hey, it's okay, there is only one person in Xuanyun Guan now, there is no restriction, as long as Mr. Xu doesn't fall into the devil's way, it doesn't matter what you want to do. A man of liberty."

Speaking of this, an imperceptible blush appeared on Chen Daochang's face, and his original aura of immortality weakened a little in an instant.

Xu Zhiqiu immediately thought of the deeds of Daoist Chen. This old Taoist is indeed a person who advocates freedom. As a Taoist priest, he often goes to Zuichunlou.

Chen didn't know that he had to give up in the end: "Since Mr. Xu has no intention of joining the Taoist temple, then the Dao will no longer force it."

The old Taoist said a few words and left.

Xu Zhiqiu looked at the back of the old Taoist leader gradually going away, shook his head and laughed, originally he didn't have a good impression of this old Taoist leader, after all, this person told his story as a story in Zuichunlou, but today he saw it again. I think the other party is a more interesting person, but the aptitude of this old Taoist priest is a bit too bad. After practicing for a lifetime, he only has the cultivation base of the fourth level of the Qi training state.

After the old Taoist leader left, Xu Zhiqiu didn't waste any more time. He bought a few buckets of rice at the store and went home. When he returned to the courtyard, his second uncle came back early. This is really rare. There is a shop on the two streets, which is rented. In the past, I have to work all day until the evening before returning home, but today I came back just after noon.

Xu Zhiqiu put down the rice bag and asked. The second uncle said that someone ordered him a repair job today, but the person told the second uncle to go to the house to repair it only at night, so the second uncle planned to go back to sleep first, so as not to worry about it. Sleepy at night.

Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling strange when he heard this, why did he have to wait until night to fix it?