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Fu Daozi had seen the people up and down Yuelun Mountain in the clouds. He pressed his sword light two miles away, landed on the ground, and strode forward. He was a floating swordsman and Taoist with a swift navy blue sleeve. Fanned, there was a rectangular red sandalwood sword box behind, and a red jade sword at his waist. Although it was indifferent, Gu Pan was especially romantic when he walked.

Wearing only a simple linen gown, Lu Zhengkang stood upright, with long hair tied around his back with a cloth strip, swaying constantly with the wind, calmly and graceful.

The two looked at each other from a distance. At that time, three hundred steps away, their bodies were like beans. The closer they got, the narrower and longer the mountains and seas between them. Fu Daozi walked slowly and slowly. He was thick and sharp. The magic power of Jin Xing has flowed up and down the whole body along the qi pulses extended by the golden core, and there is a constant scream of swords in the sword box behind it, and every step it takes, it becomes higher and higher, until the human ears can no longer distinguish and can only see The qi tumbling behind him was like a rising sun of sword aura.

If Lu Zhengkang stays indifferent, he will fall into a complete passivity. Fu Daozi can explode his strongest blow at any time, and the initiative of fighting will fall into his hands.

Lu Zhengkang was just very calm, only protecting himself from the pressure of the opponent's rushing sword. The reason he didn't fan out was that he didn't want to expose his magic skills so that the situation would force the two to fight for life and death.

"Friends of Taoism are a guest from afar, I don't know what to ask for?" Lu Zhengkang gently clasped his fists and bowed, very polite.

Fu Daozi was silent for a while, slightly suppressing the tumbling mana, let go of the sword hilt clutched at his waist, and pinched the Zi Meridian Jue with his hands, but also bowed, "Chief of Qinglian Jianzong Spring Equinox Mountain, Fu Daozi."

"Jiu Yang. In the next Lu Zhengkang, the deer in the Hong case deer cart is upright and upright, and the people are healthy." Lu Zhengkang smiled with his hands on his back, kind of warmth to see an old friend.

Fu Daozi stared at him, the sword repairer's eyes were like the real sword light, forcing the eyes of the person looking at him to pierce, "This time I came here to find Master Bodhi, and to hear that she and Qing Ning Zi came to Yuelun Mountain for disaster relief, but he has not returned home. I don't know why?"

Lu Zhengkang turned sideways and made an inviting gesture, "Master Jing Bodhi is resting in the humble house. If fellow Taoists want to meet, we can go and pay respects."

Fu Daozi condensed his energy, and the tremor of the sword box on his back ceased, "Also, the poor Dao is bothering him."

The two walked side by side into the village.

Lu Zhengkang took the initiative to introduce: "At the beginning of the year, a lake in the main peak of Yuelun Mountain broke its **** under the influence of earth movement, and the eruption of mountain torrents destroyed the village house. Tens of thousands of people in this area were displaced overnight. Thousands of people were killed at that time, and countless more suffered. Hongze cannot get out of the trapped mud. If Master Jing Bodhi and fellow Taoists Qingningzi arrived in time, I don’t know how many people would die."

Fu Daozi nodded, "This is what a monk should do. It is also a merit to benefit the people and eliminate disasters. It is also a virtue to help the world."

The two talked freely, walking slowly on the rough streets of Xinyue Town, where pedestrians were like weaving, women who had come out early in coats returned, farmers with lotus hoes and plows walked to the outskirts of farmland, officials shuttled, The children are jumping for joy, and the Huafa elders lean on a stick. Everyone looks cheerful, refreshed, and has no sadness.

If you are familiar with Lu Zhengkang, he will bow and salute, and Lu Zhengkang will respond with etiquette, without being arrogant.

After chatting with Fu Daozi for a while, Lu Zhengkang said with a smile: "The chief Taoist saw that there are young people with cultivation bases, realms and knowledge. Today I asked people to prepare a table of potluck. Everyone has tea and talks about spiritual practice. How do you feel?" His tone was light and loose, as if he really regarded Fu Daozi as a fairy friend from afar.

Fu Daozi didn't dare to rashly agree. He just changed the subject, "The Daoist friend is too polite, in fact, I have something to ask next."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I wonder if you have talked with my junior sister Qing Ningzi?" Fu Daozi stopped.

Lu Zhengkang turned to look at him, "Of course, Qing Ningzi has a graceful manner and a pure heart, and is still fresh in my memory. I wonder if she came in well?"

The expression on Fu Daozi's face looked like it was printed, and it didn't change a bit, but his right hand had quietly touched the hilt of his waist, "Naturally it is good."

Lu Zhengkang was quite relieved, "That's enough. Fellow Taoists, this is the house where Master Jing Bodhi lives. Wait a moment here, and I will hit the door."

Fu Daozi looked at this eccentric cultivator, and the various abnormalities he saw along the way of Yang Guo seemed to have a thread here, and this person was related to the ultimate goal of his trip. Fu Daozi was not rushing to fight. He came, but when he saw this man from a distance, he felt cold all over, and his back felt dull as if a small ice skate was cutting. His magic weapon spirit sword took the initiative to warn him, and his energy could not help rising, as if he was a peerless person. The enemy is general.

But this person is gentle and polite, and his body is full of merits and virtues, how can he rashly shoot him?

Fu Daozi was caught in a dilemma. He stared at Lu Zhengkang's back, and the palm of his right hand holding the sword couldn't help itching.

Lu Zhengkang opened the gate of the courtyard and greeted, "Master Jing Bodhi! Some guests are here!"

A Buddha's name came from the newly built wooden house: "Amitabha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Layers, please come in. The poor nuns have already prepared fragrant tea. Don't let the guests wait outside."

Lu Zhengkang smiled and turned his head, "Brother Fu Daozi, please."

"So, it's so disturbing."

The two opened the door to enter, and in the brightly-lit room with the windows wide open, Jing Bodhi really prepared fragrant tea, set up a tea sea on the couch, and laid two reed mats for the guests.

Jing Bodhi was sitting. Seeing Lu Zhengkang and two of them came in, she just gestured to sit down. The tea stove on the side was boiling, and she started to make tea.

Lu Zhengkang and Fu Daozi knelt down side by side. It is a sunny and clear day. The light is diffuse, the white dust floating in the room is like a hundred thousand insects and flies, and the sun shines on the sea of ​​tea with a layer of light gold, pure Bodhi Wash the tea cup, take a fair cup, and serve tea to the two guests.

After receiving the tea cup, this refreshing tea soup poured into the sun, like a cup of sapphire. Lu Zhengkang sniffed the aroma first. The ascetics had delicate five senses and could even taste the fragrance of tea. He took a sip and put down the tea cup.

The atmosphere calmed down, and Lu Zhengkang became a middleman and introduced each other, "This is the chief disciple of Qinglian Jianzong on the Spring Equinox Mountain, and the immortal head of Fu Daozi. This is the master of Fuhu Mountain Chengxin Temple, the master of Jing Bodhi."

Fu Daozi politely said: "Good tea."

Jing Bodhi just shook his head, "Murano rough tea, fellow Taoists are polite."

Fu Daozi put down the tea cup and said to Jing Bodhi, "I have a question next, I wonder if the master can answer?"

"There is nothing to say."

Fu Daozi asked softly: "This time I heard that the master came to Yuelun Mountain with Qingningzi of this zong. I wonder if she encountered any problems?"

"..." Jing Bodhi was silent.

Fu Daozi turned his eyes to Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang:?

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