Sword of Coming

A thin Taoist priest, wearing a felt hat, a heavily mended blue cotton robe, and a pair of thick cotton shoes, walked on the road like a thin bamboo pole dangling.

Next to him was a burly middle-aged man, carrying a knife at his waist. The handle of the knife was rubbed until it was shiny. The man started growing a beard a few months ago, and soon his face was full of beards.

The two parties were walking back to their hometowns together. Their hometowns were not far away from each other, only thirty or forty miles away, and both belonged to the territory of Wuling County.

In fact, the Taoist priest wanted the man to be more than twenty years younger, but it was just because of his older appearance that he looked at least ten years older than the latter.

The key point is that although this Taoist priest does not have an officially recognized degree and is a private practitioner, he is a genuine Taoist and his close friends are pure martial artists.

The two of them returned from a long trip together. This trip took several years. They traveled to many places and met many strange people and strange things.

It was none other than Yuan Lu, the rice thief king, Qi Gu, a martial artist in the line of swordsmen.

A perfect monk in the Jade Pu Realm, and a peak martial artist in the Nine Realms who may break through at any time.

In this world of Qingming, the Taoist priests of the rice thief lineage only look at the word "rice thief" to know that their situation is not very good. They are similar to those of the corpse monk, the porter and the one-word master. They will not be walking on the street. Everyone is shouting about the evil ways, but it is best not to get close to the boundary of Baiyujing. Once the whereabouts are discovered, they will probably go to the 12th floor of the five cities as a guest.

Qi Gu asked: "Do you think I should agree to Zhu Xuan's invitation?"

During my travels, I once passed by Yongzhou. Among the fourteen Qingming states, it is a Feng Shui treasure land with the most abundant water transportation.

The Qingshan Dynasty in Bingzhou and the Yufu Dynasty in Yongzhou were both the most powerful dynasties in the state and the leading behemoths.

Somehow, the whereabouts of the two were discovered by the young empress of the Yufu Dynasty. Zhu Xuan showed up in person and invited Qi Gu to serve as a royal minister.

However, both sides knew very well that Zhu Xuan, the empress of the Yufu Dynasty, was cutting off the truth, because Qi Gu could become the "strongest" warrior at any time and anywhere. If he broke through in the Yufu Dynasty, he could gain an additional share. A considerable amount of martial arts gifts, so Zhu Xuan not only offered an enshrinement status, but also offered an extremely generous price. Not to mention the salary, Zhu Xuan promised to take out a weapon from the royal treasury for Qi Gu to use. , the deadline is three hundred years, which is extremely tempting. This peerless famous gun called "Broken Formation" has always been the national treasure of the Yufu Dynasty. It can innately restrain the formations of Qi practitioners. If Qi Gu Become a martial artist at the end of the world, and then hold this gun, and you will be invincible against the Qi practitioners under the immortals.

Let alone deciding the outcome, it would be difficult for the opponent to escape.

Anyone who can be among the ten young people and candidates, whether they are monks or warriors, who doesn't have a few killers?

On the other hand, the Qingshen Dynasty seems to be completely indifferent to where Qi Gu breaks the situation. So far, not even a Taoist official has shown up, let alone His Majesty the Emperor and Yao Qing.

Qi was very angry.

After all, I am a martial artist in the Nine Realms, so I am so out of your sight?

Wang Yuanlu said: "Anyway, you won't be able to move your legs when you see your pretty aunt."

Qi Gu said angrily: "You are just a quarrel."

It was indeed Wang Yuanlu who dared to be so arrogant on his side. When meeting outsiders, he would be tongue-tied and unable to speak clearly. For example, at Empress Zhu Xuan's side, Wang Yuanlu kept his head down, his ears flushed, and he just asked three questions and answered one. Previously, at Lu Tai and Yuan Ying's side, the Taoist priest was even drunker. I don't know why. I just gave Mr. Lu a few words, drank until I was sad, and my alcohol capacity was poor, so I cried profusely, but luckily I didn't go crazy with alcohol.

Perhaps the only exception was Taoist Master Guan Sun of Xuandu, whom Wang Yuanlu had called his "ancestor" for many years.

Wang Yuanlu is indeed quite heroic when it comes to the old patron, and he even dares to scold Lao Guapi in front of him.

The old temple master is the unbeatable fifth person in the world, especially his catchphrase "I like to be kind to others and never make enemies with others", which is famous in the world of Qingming.

So Qi Gu privately tried to persuade Wang Yuanlu to be more polite with the old immortal, but he couldn't persuade him.

"If I don't even see Liu Jing when I go home this time, I won't stick my hot face to my cold butt."

The more Qi Gu talked, the angrier he became, and he cursed and said, "Damn it, it's true that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, so why don't you blame me for the flowers blooming inside the wall?"

Wuling County, located in the capital of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a place where wealthy families gather together and there are many aristocratic families. The ancestral Yin Yin virtue is the most prosperous in any state.

Wuling County has five counties under its jurisdiction, including Changmao Junyangping. Since it is the location of the imperial mausoleum, it was actually a place used by the Qingshen Dynasty to gather and place the founders of the country.

Today's county governor, Liu Jing, is a relative of the emperor, and he also has the status of a palace watcher. The capital and Taoist priests in the capital are all under his control.

In addition, all major mountains and rivers in the Qingshan Dynasty had palaces and temples to promote officials, which were often used by the court to place idle ministers who were aging, and it was more like an honorary title.

Wang Yuanlu said: "Be careful, Chief Yao is staring at you."

Qi Gu asked: "Isn't that the case?"

Wang Yuanlu frowned slightly and said, "It's hard to say."

Qi Gu hesitated for a moment, but still used the method of gathering voices into a line, and whispered to his friends: "Thankfully, our Bingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Qingcui City, otherwise the second son of Baiyu Jingdao would have dealt with it miserably. Wuling County It would never be as vibrant as it is today.”

Wang Yuanlu said: "The nature of water is different if it flows from the same source. People live by water, and of course they like gentle water. Floods occur every three days, which is unbearable for everyone and makes them complain."

Qi Gu smiled and said: "Occasionally, I can still come up with a few words of truth."

Qi Gu remembered something and said, "I heard that Master Yu has accepted a new disciple."

The Taoist priest grinned, "My life is good, I can't envy you."

Qi Gu joked: "Xu Jun's life is considered good."

The Taoist priest thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Sect Master Xu is not only blessed with a good life... No, Master Xu's life is actually not good. A tough life is his real ability."

Qi Gu said: "One day, I will marry that Bai Lotus as my wife, so that I can honor my ancestors!"

The Taoist priest habitually bowed his head and folded his hands, his body stooped, "Hot auntie, if you really want to get married, you just have to chew chili peppers every day."

Qi Gu's eyes sparkled, he shook his wrist and said with a grin: "As long as I win one game against her and marry her, it doesn't matter if I lose another hundred or a thousand games to her!"

There are two types of fighting.

The Taoist priest murmured in a low voice and complained: "Why do you speak so obscenely?"

Qi Gu exclaimed, "Do you understand this?"

In the past hundred years, like a good year for crops, Wuling County has emerged with a large number of talented people who are attracting attention from all states. There are two candidates among the top ten young people in the world.

In addition, in the Huayang Palace of Difei Mountain, one of the ancestral palaces of the Fulu Sect, there is a young monk with the Taoist name Lei Ran, and there is a female Taoist priest named Nanshan in the Caishui Mountain. The two recognized immortal embryos are now young monks. Infant monk.

The two people on the road at this moment are both young people from Wuling County. Youran and Nanshan are also one of the three thousand Taoist officials rushing to the colorful world. Although they are from rival sects, they are of the same age. Born on the same month and on the same day, even the time is exactly the same. Such a match made in heaven, so much so that the two groups of Taoist officials in Difei Mountain and Caizhuishan now have some subtle changes in their hearts.

In fact, Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu really wanted to go to the colorful world together, but the rules set by Haoran Tianwen Temple were there. Both of them had exceeded the threshold, so they couldn't go there if they wanted to.

In the eyes of the Taoist officials on the mountain, Wuling County is a cornucopia and a nest of gods.

In the eyes of several worlds, it is a golden and jade dojo comparable to the Lizhu Cave Heaven of Haoran Tianxia.

There are dandy children who are just lying on the merits of their ancestors and waiting to die, and there are also children of Wuling who are "young and full of ambition, and have their own time to work hard". young ranger.

Anyway, they are all Wuling boys who are famous all over the world.

But in the eyes of Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu, it is just their hometown.

Rich people are very rich, and poor people will be too poor to open up the pot, and everyone will live their own lives.

On the grass in Liliyuan, there were angry horses in bright clothes on the official road, dust was flying, and a group of rich and distinguished guests with golden saddles and jade came.

This group of people traveling on horses are all young-looking men and women, armed with swords and bows, riding horses to look for flowers. They are elegant and heroic, full of spirit, and full of fierceness.

The Taoist priest was just the opposite. He was timid, had a sinister look on his face, and was full of pettiness and incompetence.

Wang Yuanlu hurriedly moved away, not fighting with the other party, and took the initiative to avoid those extremely powerful and magical tall horses. Qi Gu had no choice but to follow and stand by the roadside. When the group of Wang Yuanlu's disciples rode away, Qi Gu raised his hand and waved. Waving the dust, he habitually took out his crotch with one hand and said with a smile: "It's just that the skin is good for appearance. It really depends on whether the seed is good or not. It won't help either of us and we will suffer a big loss. So in the future, we must find a good-looking wife." of."

Wang Yuanlu didn't say anything and was silent for a moment, then said: "If you can change this habit of picking up your crotch, change it. If a woman sees it, your favorable impression will at least be halved."

Qi Gu laughed and said, "This guy is too big and can't position himself properly."

Wang Yuanlu said: "Why do you pick up your belt first every time the water is released?"

Qi Gu was speechless. Why are you arguing with me?

The two of them passed by a roadside pavilion, where a group of gamblers were playing dice. Qi Gu rubbed his hands, and Wang Yuanlu glanced sideways.

Qi Gu chuckled, "Don't worry, as is the old rule, since I have promised you, I will definitely keep my word. Forget it for now, I will take you home first."

Qi Gu had a problem since he was a child and was addicted to gambling.

Later, I met Wang Yuanlu and became friends. I promised with confidence that if I hang out with me from now on, I guarantee that I will have everything I need.

As a result, Qi Gu once suffered two big losses due to gambling, in the capital of Qingshen Dynasty and in Luzhou.

It happened that Wang Yuanlu rushed over after hearing the news twice and helped to settle the matter. The so-called "settlement" is very simple. If I, Wang Yuanlu, can't settle the matter with money, I will settle it with my life.

He rescued Qi Gu twice and fought his way out.

It can even be said that the reason why Wang Yuanlu became a Taoist priest of Mi Thief's lineage was thanks to Qi Gu.

But in those years, Wang Yuanlu could only complain to Qi Gu, following his elder brother and starving for nine meals in three days.

Wang Yuanlu's idea is very simple and simple. It is my own choice to agree to be friends with you. Since I have become a friend, I must act like a friend.

If my friends don't treat me as a friend, that's a problem with my vision. There's nothing to complain about. I've suffered a few times and feel that I can't stand it anymore, so we just part ways.

After that, Wang Yuanlu set a rule for Qi Gu.

As long as you are at the gambling table and don't want to make money, you can gamble as much money as you want, including hundreds, thousands of taels of silver, or even the fairy money. If you run out of money, you can borrow money from me to gamble.

But as long as you want to make money, even if it's just a few pennies, don't gamble. Otherwise we will never be friends again.

Wang Yuanlu's only purpose in making friends is not to be stingy and to have a few close friends. Such people are worth making friends with.

Qi Gu asked: "Still don't want to break the window paper? Don't you want to reveal your identity to your brother?"

Wang Yuanlu said helplessly: "I'm afraid."

Qi Gu said dullly: "You have to blame me."

If Wang Yuanlu was not a side sect Taoist priest from the rice thief lineage, and was accepted by the Qingshen Dynasty, his brother's family would have been "ascended to the Tao, becoming immortals and chickens and dogs", not to mention overwhelming wealth. If you set up a family in Wuling County, spread its branches and spread its leaves, and pass on the incense for several generations, you can't say that it is the only family in the county. Now it is no longer possible. Wang Yuanlu has too many enemies on the mountain because he is implicated.

Wang Yuanlu shook his head, "That's not the case. I have the stability of a small life, and my eldest brother also has his own life."

Qi Gu could only comfort himself as a good friend.

Wang Yuanlu's biological brother is named Wang Yuanfu, and his father-in-law is a local butcher. Today, with a pair of large intestines and a pound of loose wine bought from a roadside wine shop, he wandered to the door of his son-in-law's yellow mud house, smelling bad. With a face, when he saw his daughter and son-in-law who were going out to greet him, he complained: "I made a mistake and got bad luck. I married a daughter who should have been married to a wealthy family as a wife to you, a rotten poor man who is a treasure in this world. Over the years, I don’t know how much I have been tired. Now I don’t know what kind of virtue my ancestors have accumulated, which has led you to become a Taoist boy. In the future, you will have more reasons not to do serious things, and your heart will be fat. I don’t know how much hard work it will cost me in the future. I owe you money in my previous life. I am here to collect debts in this life. If there is a next life, please remember to pay me back."

Wang Yuanfu bent down and lowered his head, not daring to talk back. He glanced at the wine bottle and swallowed, he was really greedy.

As expected, the wine flask contained a pound of loose wine. After finishing the wine, my father-in-law still had to take it home.

The identity of the Taoist boy who was said to be "promoted" by his father-in-law is actually a candidate for a Taoist priest, similar to the fame of a child born in the world. With this status, one can take part in the county government examination every three years. Chances are, if you pass the exam and participate in the imperial examination, you can obtain the status of an orthodox Taoist priest recognized by the imperial court. However, there is still one step away from being a real "Taoist official". You have to wait for the vacancy to be filled. When there is a real vacancy, whether you are working as an errand in the Yamen or going to the palace, you can be considered a serious Taoist official.

The butcher, who was big and round, said to his daughter who was splashing out the water: "Go, boil the intestines, and boil a pot of wine to eat."

Wang Yuanfu led his father-in-law into the house and walked behind him. His father-in-law spoke loudly and spitted everywhere. Wang Yuanfu secretly raised his sleeves and wiped his face.

When his father-in-law sat down, Wang Yuanfu shook his robe and gently sat down. Tuzi looked at him from the corner of his eye. He was very careful. He really thought that he was a Taoist official. He was just thinking about that Taoist boy. He couldn't hold back his words and asked, "Where is your younger brother who has been away from home all year round?"

Wang Yuanfu smiled bitterly and said, "No news for a long time."

The father-in-law sneered and said: "I don't even know how to send a letter to my family. I raised a younger brother for nothing. Fortunately, Wang Yuanlu is a well-educated and literate man. How miserable he has been living outside these years, so he can't even send a letter." I can’t bear to spend money on letters.”

According to the genealogy of the ancestral hall in the village, the character "Yuan" belongs to the generation, and the name must have the character "Yuan" embedded in it. In fact, Wang Yuanlu's real name is Wang Yuanlu.

Wang Yuanfu still didn't dare to talk back.

In the world of Qingming, Taoist officials have various identities and titles. Not only Qi practitioners can become Taoist officials. Ordinary masters without cultivation qualifications can also obtain Taoist certificates as long as they pass the official assessment, but they will be granted different laws. In addition to those promulgated by the imperial court, there are also those passed down from generation to generation, and there are also some high-level disciples who are simply selected to teach secret talismans and spread the style of the gate.

Like Wang Yuanfu, who is looked down upon by his father-in-law, even if he is lucky enough to become a Taoist official in the future, he will probably still be like a minor official. If he does not enter the Qingliu rank, his future promotion path will be relatively narrow, and he will most likely be transferred. Go to a remote Taoist temple, or work as an errand in some Qingshui Yamen such as the County Yamen Baogao Division or the Brewing Bureau. But for Wang Yuanfu, who was born in a poor family and has neither heels nor feet, if one day it would be considered a matter of honor for his family, he could go to the village ancestral hall to burn incense and worship his ancestors.

Just like his younger brother Wang Yuanlu, he has been studying Taoist scriptures for 20 years. He applied for the exam many times, but failed to get a formal Taoist official. The main problem is in Wuling County. The number of Taoist priests is limited, and the typical situation is that there are too many monks and too few rice porridge. Those wealthy children who have studied since childhood and have masters to teach and teach them, of course have innate advantages and are good at answering questions. After all, the Taoist priest who has the title of lawyer and the examiner, how to answer questions is also a piece of knowledge. Furthermore, it’s also my fault that my younger brother Wang Yuanlu was too ambitious. He went too far and focused on getting the exam to become the ritual master of the largest Taoist temple in his hometown. After passing the exam, after a few years of “walking” experience, he hoped to be in charge of the ritual rituals of the Taoist temple. The rails indicate the majesty of the Taoist officials' sitting postures of advancing and retreating.

It's just that it's not so easy for the master of ceremonies in the largest Taoist temple in Wuling County to pass the exam. Let alone Wang Yuanlu, even those descendants of the elders who have a rich ancestors and have no family fortunes nowadays are fighting for the top spot?

The father-in-law said: "Your brother is just a thing that you can't help. It's best not to reply. It's just a matter of having too many pairs of chopsticks, but in fact it's not the same thing."

Back then, my daughter asked me to help her brother-in-law, so he helped her find a job as a silver shop apprentice in the county. What a good job, otherwise there is the old saying "A thief cannot beat a silversmith"? I never thought that that kid didn't know what was good or bad, and he refused to leave and insisted on staying in the mountain.

What a coincidence, Weng and son-in-law were chatting about Wang Yuanlu.

Wang Yuanlu returned to his hometown and now stood outside the threshold, calling "Brother".

Seeing his brother who he hadn't seen for several years outside the door, Wang Yuanfu was happy, but he still kept a straight face. He was about to stand up, but as soon as he raised his buttocks, he quickly sat back on the bench, just nodded and said: "Go to the stove." Over there, say hello to your sister-in-law."

Wang Yuanlu hummed, turned around and left.

Tuzi slapped the table and said angrily: "When we met, you didn't even know how to say hello to me. You don't understand the rules at all."

Wang Yuanfu said with a smile: "That's what I was like when I was a kid. I'm a bit withdrawn and don't get close to anyone."

Tuzi said sarcastically: "With his cowardly behavior, if he wants to get close to anyone, he has to be willing to do so. He is already in his thirties, and he can't even find an ugly aunt to warm his bed. If you leave me alone, how can I be there?" He has the nerve to go to the grave to worship his ancestors, to count his death if he is killed, to burn high incense, and to give birth to a good child in his next life. At least he will not look so arrogant. When walking at night, he will scare not only people to death, but also ghosts."

Wang Yuanfu looked embarrassed. After all, I am my father-in-law, so it is not easy to get angry.

After a meal, Tuzi and Wang Yuanfu were sitting at the table. Wang Yuanlu was unwilling to eat at the table, so he picked up a few chopsticks and squatted at the door holding a bowl.

Wang Yuanfu tried to persuade him, knowing that his younger brother was a very determined person and didn't know much about the ways of the world, so if he couldn't be persuaded, let it go.

Wang Yuanlu was eating rice with his head down outside the door, but Qi Gu didn't come to the door and went back to his own home.

The rice in the bowl was very firm. He pressed it hard with the rice spoon. When the rice bottomed out, Wang Yuanlu held the big white bowl and stared blankly ahead.

Don't blame everyone and live a hard life, the dumb man eats Coptis chinensis with a smile.

Wang Yuanlu turned his head, raised his head again, swallowed the mouthful of rice, and asked, "Why is the Master of Bixiao Cave here?"

The previous bright moon moved to the Qingming world. On that day, Wang Yuanlu had seen this old man from a distance. He had a big air and a high level of Taoism. He was standing next to the second son of Baiyu Jingdao.

I heard Sun Guanzhu say that it was the cave master of Bixiao Cave in Luobaotan who lived ten thousand plus thousands of years and liked to wrangle with Taoist ancestors. When you meet this senior in the future, you will definitely be right to kowtow a few times without saying anything.

The old temple owner said calmly: "Just take a stroll."

Wang Yuanlu nodded and said, "Just do whatever you want."

It seems that the higher the opponent's Taoism, the less stage fright the young Taoist priests have.

The old viewer asked: "What did you see that made you so sad?"

Wang Yuanlu replied: "The huge body of the dragon in the sky quietly fell to the ground. The body was covered with mosquitoes, flies and maggots that lingered."

"As time goes by, it may be full of flowers and plants."

"So sad."

"How to say?"

"The grass grew and flowers bloomed all over the mountains and fields, but then they were gone. Of course we can wait until next time, but what if we were those flowers and grass."

When the old temple master heard this, he showed a look of approval and said with a smile: "If you don't practice Taoism, who will?"

Wang Yuanlu continued to hold the bowl and asked, "Is the world going to be in chaos?"

The old temple master asked: "Does this future matter have anything to do with you?"

Wang Yuanlu nodded, "Not yet."

He lowered his head to pick up the rice, ate the last mouthful of rice, and chewed slowly. The young Taoist priest chewed the words "jiang" and "lai" together.

The old temple master stroked his beard and smiled, "It is heaven that creates destiny, and it is me who establishes destiny."

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In the capital of the Qingshen Dynasty, there was a royal palace called Changzha Palace. There was a Sanwu Temple with bright yellow cloud patterns and glazed tiles, which was the first Taoist temple in the country.

Today, Yao Qing, the Prime Minister, and Bai Ou, the Imperial Master, are here to entertain two distinguished guests. They are a pair of Taoist monks with very different ages.

Yao Qing took the Taoist couple through Sanwu Temple and came to an elegant house, where Bai Lotus himself made tea to entertain the guests.

The Taoist temple is so named because there are three sycamore trees planted by the founding emperor in front of the Taoist temple, named chair tung trees, sycamore trees, and jingtong trees respectively.

It takes one day to plant bananas, one year to plant bamboos, ten years to plant willows, and a hundred years to plant pine trees. Planting parasol trees as a plan for thousands of years.

The Qingshen Liu family has a long-lasting country and is the best in Bingzhou.

And the three sycamore trees have already been successfully formed and serve as royal offerings.

This place is also the place where the late emperor of the Qingshen Dynasty passed away and was left alone.

And Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, is of course still the top minister who cares about life without any doubt.

In the Qingming world, there are no rules in the Haoran world that emperors and monarchs cannot practice.

Therefore, there is always an emperor in the fourteen states of the world, who is both the founder of the country and the king of its destruction.

In the vast world, it is extremely rare for a long-lived emperor to be emperor and reign for more than a decade. But here, those who sit on the throne for less than a year are short-lived emperors.

There is undocumented gossip on Bingzhou Mountain. It is said that before the death of the late emperor, he had a heart-to-heart conversation with his elegant minister Yao Qing.

The late emperor once said, "You are in charge of a young country. It is not a blessing for the country. You can take it for yourself."

Yao Qing replied, "If I have the strength to face the south, I can assist the young master to become a wise king."

As for how this private face-to-face conversation between the emperor and his ministers spread, Guanzhu Sun said with certainty that it must be our Lu Laosan who was the gentleman in Liang Shang and overheard the conversation and couldn't keep his mouth shut.

The female crown with the Taoist name "Fu Kan" took the tea cup from Bai Lotus and asked with a smile: "How did you think of asking that monster for a boxing match?"

She doesn't care whether it violates taboos or rubs salt into Bai Ou's wounds.

The appearance of the white lotus root is extremely brilliant and charming.

She wears a very famous short halberd named "Iron Chamber" on her waist.

Together with Pei Bei of the great Daduan Dynasty, both are female masters, and they are both national masters of the same country.

Almost every ten years, Bai Lotus would have a boxing match with one of the ten martial arts practitioners who were jointly rated.

After four rounds of boxing competitions, Bai Lotus won them all, three of them died, and the only one who survived also fell into disgrace.

Therefore, the number of the ten great masters in the world in Jiazi Yiping was suddenly reduced by four, and the martial arts commentary was reduced to a joke and decoration.

Although Bai Lotus is a woman, she is at the top of Qing Ming's world of martial arts, showing an upright and invincible majesty.

A short halberd with unparalleled sharpness, sweeping across the world.

It's just that Bai Lotus's choice to fight with Leung Yuefeng this time was definitely not a wise move in the eyes of the outside world.

After all, he is a pure martial artist that even Dao Ancestor admires greatly.

Bai Lotus' face had a bitter look on her face and she shook her head, unwilling to talk about this matter.

They all failed to reach the top of Leap Moon Peak. They only got halfway up the mountain and got punched.

"I suggested that Bai Lotus go to Leap Moon Peak and try to see what he's really like."

Yao Qing said with a smile: "Lin Jiangxian made two moves before. He was too measured. It was easy for Bai Ou to misunderstand and think too highly of himself."

Bai Lotus and Leung Yue Feng worked hard, both of them were at the level of martial arts masters, one was second in the world, and the other was third.

Yao Qing smiled and said: "The gap is not small, and I still haven't been able to test the depth of my hard work in martial arts."

Bai Lotus obeyed the advice of this Yaxiang who was also both a teacher and a father.

Chao Ge said: "This rice thief king Yuan Lu, his spiritual consciousness is so sharp that he has almost reached the ascension level. Doesn't the Qingshen Dynasty plan to recruit him?"

Yao Qing said with a smile: "This guy is a troublemaker. The more he avoids trouble, the more trouble comes looking for him. We, the Qingshen Dynasty, can't bear it."

However, Bai Lotus knew a secret. Before Wang Yuanlu became successful, the Chief Assistant had taken him to Wuling County several times. When he met this young man, he did not teach him any Taoism. It seemed that he was just chatting. .

Chaoge asked tentatively: "Then let Wang Yuanlu go to Liangjing Mountain. I can guarantee that he can be the mountain leader in the future. How about that?"

Yao Qing shook his head and said: "Neither he nor the two Jingshans have this fate."

Bai Lotus has been observing Xu Juan. It's strange that this young ghost cultivator is nothing strange.

How can you have so many opportunities?

Dachao Sect and Liang Jingshan were bitter rivals in the past. Now there is no distinction between top and bottom, the two sects are side by side.

Anyway, the sect leader is Xu Jun.

It was not that there were no objections from the Liangjing Mountain side at first, but Chaoge was the originator and she didn't have any objections. What could her disciples and grandchildren do?

In addition to the later wedding banquet on the mountain, which was known as unprecedented and unprecedented, among the congratulatory guests drinking wedding wine, four of the top ten in Qing Ming's world came.

Yu Dou, Lu Chen, Wuzhou, Sun Huaizhong.

If we add in a certain pure martial artist who did not reveal his identity at that time because he only wanted to sit at the corner table, this person was also Xu Jun's best friend since many years, and that would be five.

It was Lin Jiangxian, the best martial artist in the world.

Moreover, Xu Jun's path of cultivation is too legendary. It is said that Lu Chen, the third master of Bai Yujing, taught Xu Jun several talismans. Guan Sun Huaizhong of Xuandu taught a young ghost a personal swordsmanship. Even the most famous master in the world The lesser sages of the Confucian Temple have all given Xu Jun some academic advice. Coupled with the world's number one alchemist and Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills, the outside world is speculating whether this Xu Jun is the true disciple of Taozu?

Just like a test paper, even if you know the answer in advance, you, Xu Juan, still have to write it down. Counting from the time he became a ghost, in just twenty years, Xu Juan has to meet so many important people, and he is very busy. ?

Chaoge said: "Zimei, during this visit, I need to trouble Yaxiang about something."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "Senior, please tell me."

Yao Qing has an elegant appearance and beautiful words. According to the Taoist age on the mountain, Chao Ge is a well-deserved senior, more than a thousand years older than Yao Qing.

Chaoge said seriously: "I need to ask you to go out to the mountain and help protect the road."

Yao Qing said bluntly: "Where?"

Chaoge said: "It's in Liangjing Mountain."

Yao Qing asked: "What is the specific time?"

Chao Ge felt relieved, "It's undecided for now, wait for my confidential message."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "I would like to wish Sect Master Xu and fellow Daoist Fu Kan that their wishes will come true."

Xu Jun stood up, took three steps back, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "I would like to thank Mr. Yao here."

I didn't originally intend to be so polite with Chao Ge, so I had to sing with the husband and the wife with him, and stood up to say thank you to Yao Qing.

Wuzhou, a fourteenth-level female cultivator named "Taiyin", has a very good relationship with Chaoge. After attending the wedding banquet and before leaving, Wuzhou gave Xu Juan an Immortal Art for Refining Things and taught him an additional one. This is a ghost cultivation technique that has been lost for a long time.

My husband, Xu Jun, is a ghost cultivator.

And among the new fourteen realms of great monks in the next few worlds, there will definitely be a ghost immortal who can occupy a place among the new fourteen realms.

Therefore, Xu Jun not only had to fight, but also had to act quickly and rush to the Ascension Realm in order to take the lead.

In fact, Xu Jun, who has a mantra of "already very good", has no such idea at all, but in this matter, the Taoist couple Chao Ge is very insistent, so the wife can only follow the husband.

Now that everything is ready, all that is left is a retreat.

After Xu Juan and Chao Ge said goodbye, Bai Ou and Yao Qing stood under the eaves. She asked softly, "Do you really want to ignore that Wang Yuanlu?"

Yao Qing smiled and said: "Beautiful jade cannot be carved."

Bai Lotus hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking the doubt in her heart, "It seems that Qi Gu will break through soon. Do we have to turn away this gift of martial arts? According to intelligence, the Yufu Dynasty , Zhu Xuan took action personally."

Qi Gu is not a pure martial artist with a strong family background. On the contrary, he is a bit reckless and likes to go straight. He has a clear distinction between love and hate. If his hometown shows some kindness, it will not be difficult to keep him in the Qingshen Dynasty. of.

In fact, during the turmoil in the capital that year, Bai Ou had different opinions from Lord Shoufu.

In her opinion, she could take the opportunity to recruit Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu, and these two people would not be so tense with the court.

It was during that dangerous escape that Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu broke through their respective realms, one reached the Nascent Soul realm, and the other reached the Far Traveling realm.

Yao Qing said: "Falling leaves will always return to their roots."

Bai Lotus said helplessly: "They are fallen leaves after all."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "We'll see."

Not long after the pair of world-famous Taoist monks left Qingwu Temple, a man slowly walked over. He turned out to be an extremely rare monk in the Qingming world.

Bald head, barefoot, wearing purple cassock.

This middle-aged monk has plump cheeks and a high nose, and has an ancient appearance.

Bai Ou only knew this traveling monk, whose common name was Jiang Xiu, whose courtesy name was Daoyin and whose Buddhist name was "Danqing".

As for the face, the other party must have used a trick to hide his face. What Bai Lotus saw in his eyes was definitely not the truth.

It has been nearly ten years since the monks stayed at Wa Coffin Temple in Gyeonggi Province.

Regardless of his real name, Jiang Xiu, or his nickname of "Danqing", he has no reputation in the world of Qing Ming, but Yao Qing, his elegant prime minister, treats him with great respect.

Bai Lotus is a pure martial artist who cannot tell the depth of the other party's Taoism. She knows nothing about Zen and Buddhism.

The fourteen states in the Qingming world have extremely strict control over Buddhist temples and Confucian academies.

Especially for monks, if they want to travel and obtain customs clearance documents, they need to report to the court at all levels, and most of the time they will be rejected. Even if they are approved, the specific itinerary still needs to be reported and documented with Bai Yujing.

Many dynasties simply banned any monks from entering. There are even two states that directly ban temples and monks from teaching the Dharma.

Bingzhou is relatively loose, but as big as the Qingshen Dynasty, there are only sixteen temples.

However, the chief minister had the power to defy public opinion, and the imperial court began to prepare for the construction of two brand-new temples in recent years.

In Qingming Tianxia, ​​it may be more difficult for monks to establish a temple than in Haoran Tianxia to establish a sect.

This matter required permission from Bai Yujing, and the Qingshen Dynasty spent a lot of merit for this. I heard that even His Majesty, who was ridiculed as the "Nodding Emperor" by other states, rarely asked the chief minister about the reason.

The purple-robed monk clasped his hands together and said softly: "Young monk, come here to say goodbye to Mr. Yao."

Yao Qing smiled and nodded, "Before the great monk leaves, remember to leave the set of Arhat murals for Wa Coffin Temple as agreed."

In a temple, not all monks can be called monks. Only the abbot and the first and most eminent monks are worthy of this honorific title, and there are only a handful of them.

Bai Lotus was slightly moved, she guessed the identity of the other party.

I remember that there was an extremely mysterious eminent monk in the world of Qing Ming. His paintings were wonderful, his appearance and identity were ever-changing, and he was arrogant. He claimed that "my heart is the Buddha" and also claimed that "the founder came to the West without any intention."

This monk is particularly good at painting Arhat statues. Every time an authentic work appears in the world, there is a rush for it. Not to mention the temples, even the Taoist temples built by emperors in various states in the world are willing to offer the authentic work. There are even rumors that every time there is a drought or natural disaster, , evil spirits are causing trouble, there is no need for the local Taoist officials to set up an altar to perform rituals, they only need to take out the Arhat statue, whether it is praying for rain or defiling, it is all effective.

The monk smiled and said: "Sixteen paintings? Eighteen paintings?"

Yao Qing smiled and said: "Of course, the more, the merrier."

The monk said: "The painting is finished."

Yao Qing didn't find it strange and asked, "Where are you going next?"

The monk said: "Let's go to Youzhou to enjoy the snow first."

Yao Qing came to say goodbye.

The monk smiled and nodded, recited aloud a piece of "Shang Shang" that was very popular in the Qing Ming world, and strode away with stunning grace. His figure dissipated, leaving no ripples in the aura of heaven and earth, and he disappeared in an instant.

Bai Lotus was silent for a moment and asked: "What is this person's cultivation level?"

"Beyond Buddhism, he has superb swordsmanship and a straight line of energy that is unparalleled in the world."

Yao Qing said: "'One Sword Frost Frost Fourteen States' is what he said, and it is also about him."

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At the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, the shopkeeper Shi Rourou and the little mute are staying up late to watch the New Year's Eve.

The Caotou shop next door is even more lively.

A pair of brothers and sisters, Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Luan. A pair of senior brothers and sisters, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiuer. A pair of master and apprentice, the white-haired boy, Yao Xiaoyan.

There is also Cui Peanut, who was abducted by the big white goose. The white-haired boy was standing on the bench, pulling two people named Zhao into fistfights, shouting loudly that the two brothers had five leaders and ten full houses.

On New Year's Eve in the small town, there is a custom of asking for dinner. Lanterns will be lit and a table of wine and food will be placed. The old people and women will guard a brazier and not go around, only waiting for the young and strong neighbors. Neighbors come to visit, and men who have a good relationship with the neighbors will sit down to drink, eat vegetables, and have fistfights. Those who have a normal relationship will mostly just have a glass of wine and then leave. Groups of children will not sit down when they enter the house, and they will compete with those who keep the house. The old women said hello and called their grandparents and aunts according to their seniority, and then filled the bags with fruits, sugar cane and the like. Only when it is late at night will every household close the door, and then early in the morning, the men, as the heads of the family, have to get up on time, because there are different times every year, and there are strict rules for opening the door and lighting firecrackers, which are used to say goodbye. The old welcomes the new. As for the specific opening time, it is often figured out by some old people in the town. It is said that the shopkeepers who opened wedding and wedding shops in the town in the early years knew this very well.

Nowadays, those young people who have moved to the prefectural city are not so particular. It is said that some of them even ask the housekeeper to do the work for them, and sleep in alone.

Although the New Year atmosphere in Huaihuang County is becoming lighter year by year, and almost no one goes door to door asking for dinner, the two shops in Qilong Lane still follow the old rules and keep their doors open. Set out the wine.

Shi Rou, who was sitting by the brazier, raised his head and looked at the door, where a distinguished guest came.

Wearing a snow-white robe.

Zhigui, the maid beside Song Jixin in Mubo Lane in the past, is now the real dragon king Zhu, and is one of the kings of the four seas in the world.

For some reason, this Lord of the East Sea seems to be in a good mood at the moment.

The inside of the New Year's Eve shop was as bright as day. Shirou plucked up the courage, considered it carefully, called the other party Miss Zhigui, and then said with a smile: "Sit down and have a drink?"

Wang Zhu nodded, crossed the threshold, and sat at the table. Shi Rou helped pour the wine. Wang Zhu picked up the chopsticks. There was a plate of smelly mandarin fish on the table. He picked up a chopstick, chewed it, and nodded: "Craftsmanship." good."

In the past, Mud Bottle Alley was a miserable place with a lot of run-down houses. Otherwise, people who had made money would have moved to wider streets elsewhere. According to the old saying in the town, this place was just a place of running water and there was no way to stay here. There are no people living there, so every New Year’s Eve, only the entrance to the alley is there. Because there is a pretty widow, the entire alley is not deserted. The two adjacent houses located roughly in the middle of the alley. In fact, no one came to ask for dinner. At most, they took a shortcut or went to the widow's house. They passed by Mud Bottle Alley without even looking at it.

One is a broom star full of bad luck, the other is an illegitimate son who has a mother but no father and is shady, plus a maid of unknown origin. They are all unrelated. Who cares to come to the door, and those two peers, They don't even visit each other.

When Song was collecting salary, every time it came to New Year's Eve, he would often get angry and ask Zhigui to simply close the door of the courtyard. Whether he comes or not, he still cares about you.

The neighbor next door is not like this. The door is always open. If there is snow in the alley, they will help collect the snow in the entire alley to the corner of the wall to make it easier for passers-by to walk.

Song Jixin was occasionally bored, so he liked to stand at the door of the house and start talking strangely. In the middle of the night, he would open the door and wait for the ghost to come.

People of the same age in the house next door never talk back.

Later, Chen Ping'an met Liu Xianyang, and they would stay vigil around the stove together. Liu Xianyang often spoke loudly on purpose.

Wang Zhu turned to look at the child standing on the small bench behind the counter, "Hey, what's your name?"

The little mute who was flipping through the book raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Don't you know? My name is 'Hello'."

Wang Zhu didn't care about this child with a bad temper. It was pretty good, little prick. She smiled and picked up a chopstick to go with the food and wine. It tasted good. She didn't go to Aquarius Island in vain. The courtyard entrance of the house has been replaced with brand-new blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets.

Shi Rou hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "My real name is Zhou Junchen, my nickname is Ah Ma. I don't like to talk usually, so I have the nickname Little Mute. I am Pei Qian's apprentice."

Wang Zhu picked up the white porcelain wine glass, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Pei Qian's apprentice? Then don't you want to call Chen Pingan master?"

The little mute originally wanted to say it was none of your business, but when the shopkeeper Shi Rou winked at him, the child had to swallow the words back and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

On the other side of the door, there was a white-haired boy with his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the door and tut-tutting there.

Wang Zhu turned around and asked with a smile: "Who are you?"

Unable to see the other party's true state.

The white-haired boy sneered: "I might scare you to death if I tell you."

"Try it."

"I am the handyman disciple of Luolu Mountain, my only one!"

Wang Zhu smiled and raised his wine glass, "Let me calm down."

The Immortal Palace on the mountain can generally be divided into direct disciples, outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples of the ancestral hall. The so-called direct disciples are the masters and preachers who have seats in the ancestral hall.

The outer sect has the same inheritance and dharma lineage. The master was unable to sit down and participate in the discussion at the ancestral hall. For example, on the Luopo Mountain side, if the current gatekeepers, Xianwei or Cen Yuanji, had entered the Jise Peak ancestral hall, There is a golden and jade genealogy, but because there is no chair at the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall, if they accept a disciple now, even if it is a direct disciple, they will still belong to the outer disciples.

As for the handymen, they are those who do not even have a teacher for the time being. They often go into the mountains and barely start mountaineering practice, but their qualifications are not good and they cannot become a teacher.

The white-haired boy swaggered into the house, stood on tiptoes, and sat down on the bench next to the table. He crossed his arms across his chest and stared blankly at the young woman with a special status. She had red phoenix eyes and a melon-seed face. She was beautiful, but cold. Quite a bit.

Wang Zhu looked at ease, drinking and drinking by himself, and picked up a few chopsticks to accompany the wine and food.

The white-haired boy asked: "I heard that you and our Yinguan ancestor have been neighbors for many years?"

Wang Zhu hummed.

The white-haired boy laughed in his heart and asked: "Have you ever thought about it, if the wild world cannot be destroyed, what if it is replaced by the Qingming world? You can only move the dead to move the living."

Wang Zhu frowned slightly, "Is that what he meant?"

It was true that she suffered a lot of mental torture when she resisted not going to the wild world through Guixu.

Facts have proved that not taking chances is a correct choice, otherwise I would probably have to keep company with that big demon Yangzhi and open a wine shop next to Laojun's alchemy furnace.

Or was the sneaky group of monks from the Dragon Breeding lineage setting up a "fishing net" somewhere in the ruins and catching him?

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, "Ancestor Yin Guan has a lot of affairs. He is busy here and there. He is busy with big things that can easily affect the trend of the world. How can he care about such trivial matters."

"I just mentioned casually that Chen Qingliu, the dragon-slaying man, is not a pure swordsman of the Fourteenth Realm, but he is a genuine Fourteenth Realm master. When the battle is over, the world will be in trouble. With his way of harmony, I don't want to see you. Chen Qingliu once made a great wish to teach that there is no true dragon in the world. There is a loophole to exploit here. Our Haoran world does not have it, but Qingming world can have it. It was barely possible not to conflict with Chen Qingliu's main road. When she got there, Miss Zhigui found a few backers. Well, to be precise, they were each other's backers and allies. Let's make a good plan to move a certain big road. As a place of support, Du has reached the fourteenth realm one day. Why should he be afraid of the dragon-slayers who come across the world? They say that strong dragons cannot suppress local snakes, so how can a snake crossing the river not be afraid of local dragons?"

The great monks of Haoran Tianxia and Qingming Tianxia travel back and forth between the two worlds in order to maintain their realm according to the rules established by the Lisheng of the Confucian Temple and the Grand Master of Bai Yujing.

Wang Zhu smiled and shook his head, "Even if we are also monks in the Fourteenth Realm, as long as the opponent is the Dragon Slayer, I have no chance of winning. As long as I don't run away, I will definitely die."

Even in the waters of the East China Sea, which resembled his own dojo, and reached the fourteenth realm, Wang Zhu thought that he still had no chance of fighting the dragon-slaying man.

The only advantage is that as one of the Four Sea Lords conferred by the Confucian Temple, Chen Qingliu did not dare to ask Jianshui Mansion casually.

Somewhere in the dark, Wang Zhu was determined.

Not only are there real dragons, but there are also many dragons with mixed bloodlines in the world, as well as several aquatic spirits, narcissus and the like in the world, and even Qi practitioners who specialize in water magic. As long as they face that person... Chen Qingliu, who has succeeded in slaying a dragon and has some great luck, will be defeated by the natural way. If there is a fight, he will simply end up hitting the tip of the sword.

To put it simply, facing these three, Chen Qingliu can be regarded as a pure swordsman of the Fourteenth Realm. Once he uses his sword, he can chop melons and vegetables.

The white-haired boy frowned and said nothing, his expression serious.

It seems that he is considering some huge problem, but in fact he is just complaining. Why is it different from the information in the spy report? Could it be that Xiaomili's information is wrong and he has lied about military intelligence?

Didn’t everyone say that ancestor Yin Guan’s neighbor in Mu Ping Alley has eyes above his eyebrows? Why is he so self-aware?

That's all, being a lobbyist is really not my specialty.

Xiaobai, who got rid of his uterus at the age of 18, is the kind of expert who manipulates things freely and horizontally.

On the night boat, someone told her that it would be best if she could persuade Wang Zhu to go to the Stork Tower in Qingming World to practice Taoism. If she couldn't be persuaded, she could do whatever she wanted.

According to that person, even if Wang Zhu went to Qingming Tianxia anyway, her existence would be useless to Sui Chugong. Apart from helping to gather water transportation, she was destined to be of little help.

When he thought of Wu Shuangjiang, the white-haired boy quickly raised his glass and took a sip, drinking to calm down his shock.

A Qi Practitioner is not afraid of his own inner demons, but the external demon is afraid of this Qi Practitioner. If word of this embarrassing thing spreads, why should he be laughed at?

Wang Zhu suddenly asked: "I heard that over there in Qingming Tianxia, ​​there is a large sect called Suichu Palace, and there is a stork tower by the water?"

The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment, and said with a guilty conscience: "I am a monk born and raised in the Haoran world, and I am not familiar with what age the palace is removed from in the Qingming world."

Wang Zhu laughed it off.

The white-haired boy was worried and asked tentatively: "You idiot, why do you ask this?"

Wang Zhu picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't talk about these troublesome things. Since we fall in love at first sight, let's drink."

The white-haired boy picked up the wine glass, touched it gently and said, "Take one."

The white-haired boy looked at Wang Zhu with a kind of sympathy for both of us.

Wang Zhu noticed this emotion and was rarely angry. It was as if he was being pitied by a handyman disciple who claimed to be Luo Po Shan. He couldn't be angry?

After Wang Zhu drank the wine, he walked out of this New Year's Eve shop and climbed up the stairs in Qilong Lane.

She climbed up slowly, feeling a little nostalgic for the cold weather before she left the town. She would also get frostbite on her hands, so every time she went out to fetch water from the iron lock well, she would only carry half a bucket of water, swaying until she reached the muddy ground. Bottle Alley, pour it into the water tank, and there is almost exactly half a bucket of water left.

Later, when we met for the last time, someone once left a prophecy-like remark.

The sky is vast when you climb up to the Stork Tower, and the Stork Tower below has a long history.

This person had also revealed secrets to her and taught her how to deal with the dragon-slaying man who was reviving the great battle.

It seems that whether she goes or stays, she has a choice.

And in the end, the man said with a smile that if he ever encounters a hurdle that he thinks he can't overcome, he will go to his junior brother, saying it was Senior Brother Qi's request.

Wang Zhu felt a little irritable, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the two adjacent shops down Qilong Lane.

The lights from the house poured out of the shop, and even if there were no pedestrians passing by, they still silently illuminated the night road in the alley.

She didn't like the sound of books and someone's reasoning in that school, and she didn't like the kindness and kindness of the person next door to Mud Bottle Alley.

I don't like the big one and the small one. They have the same "it doesn't matter", "actually it's okay", "every today and yesterday are not wasted, every tomorrow is today's hope"...

Maybe she doesn't know how to like it, so she pretends to hate it on purpose.

Maybe I know some truths, but I just can't do it. I don't dare to hate my own weakness, so I can only hate those who can do it.

It's like a charcoal cage from someone else's house in the middle of winter. It can only warm your hands for a moment before it's returned.

Luolu Mountain, the gate of the mountain.

The little guy who came here today to light some incense, got a little drunk with Taoist Master Xianwei, and staggered across the threshold of the house. When he arrived at the gate of the house, the little guy couldn't help but cursed and could only Once again, like crawling into a dog hole, he crawled on the ground, crawled through the gap in the door, and patted the dust. The white-flowered snake under the tutelage of Qidun Mountain was still waiting in the distance.

As a result, I saw an elegant-looking scholar, young, probably in his early thirties, standing at the foot of the mountain in a daze.

The boy in Zhu Yi ran all the way and blocked the middle of the mountain gate archway. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Who are you?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he felt that his neck was too tired to talk with his head raised. The boy in Zhu Yi hurriedly turned around and ran up a few steps. With his hands on his hips, the little guy reminded him seriously: "You can't break into the mountain gate without permission. Now we are in trouble. As a guest, if you come to the mountain to find someone, you must first report to Taoist Master Xianwei."

The scholar smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Li Xisheng. I come from Fulu Street over there in the town. I am Li Baoping's brother."

The little incense man was stunned, his heart and liver were trembling, what? ! He's actually the brother of our Director Li? !

Although the other party does not hang out in the officialdom, he cannot resist the fact that there are people in the other party's court.

Since the background is so big? ! Why don't you beat gongs, drums, and firecrackers when you go out?

As soon as the boy in Zhu Yi ran up the steps, he immediately ran down the steps and returned to the mountain gate. He made a big bow and said with great respect: "My hometown is in the Earth Temple of Mantou Mountain, and now I am in the Zhouchenghuang Temple." I work there as an errand to earn my living, and thanks to the appreciation of our Protector of the Poor Mountains, I am the Protector of Qilong Alley. I am here to pay my respects to Mr. Li. It is a great honor for me to welcome you from afar, but to welcome you from afar..."

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Master Chen and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to disturb Taoist Master Xianwei from reading. I am quite familiar with Luolu Mountain and can climb the mountain on my own."

The boy in Zhu Yi immediately considered and weighed it in his mind, and felt that since he was the elder brother of Captain Li and was an old friend with Master Chen, it didn't seem to be a violation of the rules to go up the mountain anonymously to the Xianwei.

The boy in Zhu Yi asked tentatively: "Master Li, can Xiao Rong help lead the way?"

Later on the way up the mountain, I have to give Mr. Li a hint and say some kind words to our Director Li. Haha, by then, let alone the Chief Protector of Qilong Lane, I will become a small Director on an equal footing with Li Huai. It's not just an idiot's dream.

The Xianwei opened the door and walked out in his clothes. He was a cultivator after all. The Xianwei was still aware of the movement at the mountain gate.

The boy in Zhuyi hurriedly helped Mr. Li introduce his identity, lest the gatekeeper Xianwei was blind and flooded the Dragon King Temple.

Li Xisheng smiled and invited: "Fellow Taoist Xianwei, would you like to climb the mountain together?"

Xianwei quickly refused and said: "Watch the night and read, I want to go back and read."

I just feel that this unfamiliar scholar is really very arrogant. He just visits us in the middle of the night. He actually wants to drag me to climb the mountain together. What is he thinking? He doesn't understand the slightest bit of human nature.

Confucian scholar Li Xisheng bowed and saluted the young Taoist priest with a smile on his face.

The Taoist Xianwei accepted it calmly and returned the favor as a Taoist official.