Ten Directions Scroll

Lin Daoxuan's stature is just a bit bigger, and his dress is a bit unique, and he usually doesn't talk or smile, giving people a feeling that he is difficult to get close to.But Shen Yanqiu thinks that he is like a combination of Huanyu and Canghui. He usually pretends to be cold, but in fact he is carefree.

Lin Daoxuan's mind is relatively simple, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a big joke with Shen Yanqiu as soon as they met.

Niao Shanming and Xu Mubai are inseparable, Ronal, Yuguanlou and Xu Suyao often accompany Xu Mubai to visit Jinji Ridge, occasionally staying for a few days.The few of them are very close to Lin Daoxuan, and Lin Daoxuan is as obedient as his little brother in front of Xu Suyao.

It's just that after all, the three of Ronald and the others are hundreds of thousands of years old, and the age gap between them and Lin Daoxuan is too large. People who can be regarded as old-fashioned people always have some restraints that they cannot let go of.

The brothers and sisters on the mountain get along day and night, and Lin Daoxuan has never been down the mountain before he became a Taoist foundation, so he has nothing new for his brothers and sisters.

It's rare to meet such a "young man" as Shen Yanqiu, and there is a feeling of hating seeing each other immediately. In addition, Shen Yanqiu is practicing the Guixin Sword, and unconsciously sticking to Xu Mu and Baiyun's breezy demeanor, which makes Lin Dao Xuan agrees in his heart, he has already treated him as a close friend, quite a bit of confiding, otherwise he would not have volunteered to recommend him to his uncle in a few words.

Jinjiling is one of the Twelve Schools of Heavenly Dao. It is well known that Taoism is so powerful that one can practice Taoism. Lin Daoxuan's ears can hear some words of praise.But Shen Yanqiu's words of admiration did not seem fake at all to him, on the contrary, he felt that his words were sincere and came from the heart.

The two of them felt that it was too late to meet each other, Shen Yanqiu talked about ordinary things, and Lin Daoxuan told him anecdotes about cultivating the Tao, and they chatted until the day was over, and their interest did not diminish.

If it weren't for the deer who really came over and called the two of them to eat, I'm afraid we'd have to chat until evening this day.

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Ma Yuan Palace.

Zhao Zhengyang was still sitting on the cloud bed, and there were a few futons in front of the cloud bed.

Kneeling on the futon on the left is a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, about 40 years old. The robe on his body is woven with countless colorful feathers, which gives him a sense of incongruity and disorder.

Like a clown in folk juggling, the bloggers laugh.

With hanging eyes, a flat nose, a pointed chin and a few mouse whiskers, it's like putting an old shoe sole on his face that has been worn for many years.

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