I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　Four sword repairmen and one Fuxiu, which seems to be the standard equipment for a small team.

　　 The team where Chen Dao Ren belongs has changed two people this year.

　　 Yu Qingzhu has expired ten years and can be transferred to the Taoist priest. This is the first person.

　　 There is also a nine-generation sword repair disciple who died in the wandering around by the hand of a demon. This is the second person.

　　 Xiang Baiquan's arrival made up for the vacancy in sword repair.

　　 In addition, there is a Fuxiu named Lian Xingzi to make up for Yu Qingzhu's vacancy.

　　 In this way, the team was determined.

　　The four Jianxiu people are Chendao people, Qingquanzi, Qingfeng, and Mingyue.

　　 Fu Xiu is one person, Lian Xingzi.

　　 Chen Daoist naturally does not need to say much. He is a wandering Daoist with eight years of qualifications, and the official practice time can be estimated to be about 13 years.

　　 Qingquanzi is Xiang Baiquan’s Taoist title, and his formal practice time is about five years.

Zhang Song and Zhang Bai are twins, both sword repairs among the nine generations of disciples, and they both use two-handed swords. They cooperate with each other and have a strong heart. They are like four people. Both of them are wandering Taoists with five years of experience. , The practice time is ten years.

　　 Lian Xingzi is a wandering Taoist with a one-year qualification... and she was able to be transferred here because all her previous teammates in the Wandering Squad died.

　　 died in a strange town.

　　The name of the town-Hanwu.

　　 The small town was originally a small matter, but I didn't expect that almost all of the five Taoist priests from Tai Chi Palace would be trapped there and could not return.

　　When encountering such a major event, Wudang Taiji Palace naturally has seven generations of disciples at the receiving level or even the real level to investigate.

　　 To Xiang Baiquan, those seven generations of disciples belonged to the generation of uncles and aunts.

　　 Seven generations of disciples, those with fairy fate practice in Prince Cave,

　　 If you have suffered a serious injury, ruined your mind and can no longer pursue further studies, you will start to take charge of the house affairs like a big brother.

　　 It’s just that they usually act as masters in the Taoist Temple of Wudang Taiji Palace stationed outside.

　　 Xiang Baiquan has never seen the masters, uncles, aunts, and even the masters who practiced in Taizidong.

　　 But in the special situation of Hanwu Town, they naturally went to investigate.

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　　...

　　 The day to go out and travel has finally arrived.

　　 Xiang Baiquan has a sufficiently skilled visa-free card, so naturally he does not worry about going out.

at this time...

　　 On the mountain road, many Taoist priests are watching them go away.

　　 "Wow, wooden sword~"

　　"Uncle Master actually uses a wooden sword?"

　　 "Little Shishu is so handsome... the wooden sword is the sword we Taoist priests should have."

　　 The disciples of the ninth generation watched curiously as the young master went down the mountain to practice demonization, and there were still many people sending it off, especially the little aunts who had “invested” in Xiang Baiquan.

　　 However, the use of a wooden sword by the little uncle confuses them.

The third brother walking in the crowd also felt unreliable. The main reason was that the brother was too pretending, so he approached Xiang Baiquan and whispered, "Qingquanzi, this... the mountain is different from the mountain, the monsters are all It’s not locked, or, let’s change the sword. It’s made of wood, it doesn’t look good."

　　 Xiang Baiquan said solemnly: "Brother, the iron sword is too heavy to kill, so that the wooden sword can show my Taoist priesthood. What's more, you are not me. How do you know that I can't make a good wooden sword?"

　　 Senior Brother Three snorted: "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know you can't make a good wooden sword?"

Xiang Baiquan didn’t want to play this tongue twister game. He folded his hands on his chest and raised his head in the sun. His long hair like ink and wash was draped over the loose white robe, showing a sense of airiness and dust. Next, the muscles with hardness and streamline like mountains and rivers made the junior nephews very greedy.

　　 Suddenly, a little girl ran out, took out a purse from her waist and stuffed it into Xiang Baiquan's hand, whispering: "There are many places to spend money under the mountain."

　　 Xiang Baiquan was stunned, and generously took the money from his purse. There were a dozen silver coins, which was unbelievable, but he stuffed the empty purse back and said softly, "Thank you, Yunmian."

　　 The little Taoist aunt named Yunmian pushed her purse again, in a posture of "take it together".

　　 Xiang Baiquan said: "Don't you use the purse?"

　　 Yunmian said: "Master, take it."

　　 Xiang Baiquan put away his purse unceremoniously.

　　 Take another two steps, and another pure little Taoist aunt ran up, and stood shyly in front of the little uncle, gritted his teeth.

　　 Xiang Baiquan recognizes her. The young Taoist aunt's name is Su Rong. The two have eaten sweet and sour carp together in the town of Shanxia.

　　 Su Rong also took out his purse and gave him a second “investment”.

　　 Xiang Baiquan took the purse, put his hands on the shoulders of the little aunt, and said sincerely: "Cultivation hard, the future will be long!"

　　 "Next year...Next year I can also be a Taoist Taoist. I will be with you then." Su Rong raised her head, her watery eyes flashing, and then ran away.

　　 Liu Chen on the side can only see the pain of the egg for a while, is this the ostentation of the Wudang Mountain grass?

　　 He had to watch his nose and nose, and walked forward with his head up and down in a daze.

　　 It didn’t take long...

　　 There are many beautiful and cute little Taoist aunts running out, and even ten generations of little Taoist aunts also join in the fun and hand over their purses.

　　 Xiang Baiquan shouted: "Write the name, everyone writes the name on the purse, don't mess. The uncle will return it to you when he comes back."

In the crowd, Yu Qingzhu held a stack of talisman urns. These talismans were carefully drawn by her last night yesterday, and they lasted for several days, although she originally wanted to give it to her younger brother today as a practice. Line gifts.

　　 She has even figured out what to say to the younger brother.

　　 But now, she just gently squeezed the pile of yellow paper, and stood in the crowd silently watching the boy descending from the mountain.

　　 Xiang Baiquan saw her and waved and shouted: "Sister, I'm down the mountain!"

　　 Yu Qing moved his hand and hurriedly hid the talisman behind him. He raised his hand and waved, shouting: "Brother, take care."

　　 The third brother didn't speak, but when he saw the second sister move, he ran to Xiang Baiquan, put a hand on his shoulder, and smiled: "Senior sister, don't worry, the younger brother will come back safely if I am taking care of him."

　　Yu Qingzhu calmly said: "The Third Junior Brother also take care."

　　 The third brother was speechless: "Dare to love the younger brother you just called, so you only called the younger brother..."

　　 Yu Qingzhu was caught in his blind spot, staring dumbly with beautiful big eyes, but he didn't know what to say.

　　 Xiang Baiquan smiled and said, "Sister, take care, too, and see you back to the mountain."

　　 Yu Qingzhu smiled and said, "Goodbye back to the mountain."

　　 She smiled, and the two moles of tears stretched out, with an unspeakable delicacy, and the flowers bloomed suddenly in the late autumn.

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　　 "Little brother, I didn't say you, is it really okay for you to keep such a passionate debt?"

　　"Brother, debt is debt, but not emotional debt.

　　 After I come back, I will return the money to them.

　　 Besides, you think.

　　 I received the money from my nephews, and when they don’t have the money, they will lose their minds and focus on cultivation.

　　 They see me carrying a wooden sword, they think I am extremely powerful, they will definitely want to catch up with me, and then they will work harder and devote themselves to the practice.

　　 I am doing this for their good.

　　 Besides, now that the world is chaotic, the prostitious monsters love to seduce women and absorb the essence. The teachers and nephews are not deep in the way. Only if you don't have money, you won't go out and run around, and you won't encounter these things.

　　 This is to help them practice. "

　　 Senior Brother Three thought for a while and said: "Um...little brother, poor Dao actually thinks what you said makes sense. UU reading www.uukanshu.com just... can you really pay them back after you come back?"

"this..."

　　 "Brother, you may have misunderstood, we went down the mountain and wandered, we can't make any money."

　　 "Others ask us to remove the demon, don't you give me money?"

　　 "Wudang Mountain is high and beautiful, no money." The third senior smiled bitterly, "You can eat, drink, and sleep, but you are not allowed to take money."

　　 "Who made it?" Xiang Baiquan's voice trembled.

　　 "It is passed on by word of mouth and from generation to generation. I ask for the truth without asking for money, and it is only a way to seek the truth. If others are really grateful, I will come to Wudang to give more incense money."

　　 Xiang Baiquan has nothing to say, a little lost.

　　 "Every time you travel around, the palace will give money..." The third senior patted the bag, "There is a huge amount of fifty taels of silver hidden here, a total of 50,000 copper coins, enough for the five of us."

　　 Xiang Baiquan touched the bulging purse and sachets in his arms. There are a total of one hundred taels of silver here, of which twelve taels are his own private money. It will not happen that you can't afford to see fine wine.

　　 However, if you don’t charge money, it’s very difficult.

　　 Although I don’t deliberately make money, I don’t think I don’t get what I deserve, right?

　　 After this time, I won’t be lost again, right?

　　 "If someone else is too grateful, and you don't charge money, he will put himself in front of you?" Xiang Baiquan asked.

　　 Senior Brother San patted him on the shoulder, said nothing, and said earnestly: "Brother, I understand your mood...

　　 But in fact, the people outside are very poor. Even if you kill the monster, they won't have any money for you.

　　 As for the wealthy people, they all live in places like Fengshui and don't encounter any demons.

I let you down. "