Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

The Dao School has been passed down from ancient times, and it was established by the Dao Patriarch.

There is no need to say much about its background, it can be summed up in one sentence.

The source of thousands of Taoism.

It's just that the people on the mountain don't care about everything on the mountain. Whether it's the collapse of the dynasty or the loss of life, these people on the mountain don't care about self-cultivation. It seems that they are really outsiders who are not disturbed by the world.

Detached from the outside world, wholeheartedly dedicated to the Tao.

There will be exceptions only when the Tao is passed down from generation to generation.

The disciples who have been selected as the next Sect Leader still need to go through the last experience.

Walk the world and ask the world of mortals.

This is the world walk of Taoism.

From the downhill to the uphill, there is a way for each person to walk in the world, or to walk like a grass snake, to ride a boat with the waves, or to move mountains and fill the sea. Among them, a bucket of wind is occupied.

exactly.

Coincidentally, the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets has a new list of potential dragons, and this generation of Dao Yizong has come to the foot of the mountain again.

It hasn't been listed yet, but it's just that Dao Yizong's contemporary walks haven't shown up yet, and the Pavilion of Celestial Secrets is unknown.

When the scenery on the mountain reappears at the foot of the mountain, I wonder where it will be listed on the Qianlong list?

Whose seat is squeezed away?

"...I think the top few people on the Qianlong list are in danger. Whoever is going to become a stepping stone for Dao Yizong to become famous in the contemporary world? I don't know how much the number one Chen Muwan weighs. , Can you keep your own ranking?"

"It has been said in the capital that the eldest lady in General Chen's mansion is a banished fairy with both martial arts and martial arts. She is bragging about the hype, but no one has seen her make a move, and the few times she has done it is right. These low-level guys can't see the truth, but her brother Chen Xianhu is at least much more open."

"The Dao Yizong who came down from the mountain and the eldest lady of the Chen family who is known as the immortal in the world, I really want to see when these two people will come out."

"Oh, by the way, Brother Xu! When will you show your skills in front of the world? To be at the top of the Qianlong list, it's best to frustrate the spirit of this contemporary practice, and use your strength to tell him that the world's Taoist arrogance is amazing." Not only is there a contemporary movement, but also my brother Xu Nian of Zhang Tiantian!"

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Zhang Tiantian's interest in fearing that the world will not be chaotic is still in the excitement of the collision between a contemporary walk and a potential dragon list.

After talking about it, he even encouraged Xu Nian to compete for the ranking.

Xu Nian, who can overwhelm all the talents on the Qianlong list with Realm alone, just smiled.

Nothing to express.

The way back was different from when she came here. Zhang Tiantian took a detour and passed Anqing Street. She already knew what happened to the He family and wanted to see if she could still eat a bowl for only three Wen. In the big Yujing City, there are first-class tofu nao.

Hejia Tofu stall has reopened.

The green onion girl wrapped in a headscarf still divides the labor with her mother, managing the small tofu stall together.

A bowl of tofu nao was exchanged for three copper coins. The girls and women had polite smiles on their faces, and it was not at all obvious that they had experienced the pain of losing a loved one a few days ago.

Maybe it's because the days supported by three pennies and tofu brains are too cramped, and there is not much leisure left for sadness.

Zhang Tiantian and Xu Nian sat at the tofu stand.

"Sister Zhang, Brother Xu, you are here!"

He Xiaoyu's smile was the same as before, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Naturally, Zhang Tiantian and Xu Nian didn't dig out the bereavement that He Xiaoyu had buried deeply. They ordered a bowl of tofu nao for three Wen as usual, and chatted about irrelevant topics.

A bowl of tofu nao quickly bottomed out.

At this time, a yellow-faced man walked towards the tofu stand.

His footsteps were a little sloppy, as if he was not in good health.

Zhang Tiantian was wiping his mouth after eating the tofu nao, when he saw this yellow-faced man, he felt like he had seen a ghost in daylight.

He forgot to put his hands down after wiping his mouth.

"Who is this person?"

Xu Nian just asked a question, but before Zhang Tiantian could answer, he saw He Xiaoyu, mother and daughter walking towards the yellow-faced man.

The woman's eyes were gentle, and she was full of concern in her reproach: "What are you doing at the stall? The doctor said that you fell into the water and got some cold poison into your body. You need to take good care of it. Don't work too hard."

The smile on He Xiaoyu's face was much brighter than when he greeted the guests.

"Yes, Daddy, are you feeling better today? Are your legs still hurting?"

The yellow-faced man seemed not good at words, and he didn't know how to respond to the concern of the mother and daughter. He just smiled honestly, nodded and repeated repeatedly.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt much anymore."

"If you're not tired, just walking this short distance will tire me out."

"Are you tired or not, let me help you..."

Is this man He Xiaoyu's father?

he is not dead?

No wonder Zhang Tiantian had such an expression.

This dead person suddenly appeared in front of him, didn't he just see a ghost during the day?

"Xiaoyu, I heard that your father had some accidents... Now is this?"

Zhang Tiantian couldn't help but ask what was going on.

It's not easy to talk about people's death, and what's the point of exposing people's scars without healing them?

But since He Xiaoyu's father appeared in front of him alive.

Everything is going well in a person's life, and there are fewer taboos to speak this way.

"It was said before that my father fell into the water and was gone. My mother and I went to Qianchun County and couldn't find it. At that time, I thought it was... But it's okay. Although my father fell into the water, he was just caught It washed away, got lost after landing, and took several days to find the capital."

The joy that was lost and found again was so thick that it couldn't melt away between the girl's already opened eyebrows.

The simple and honest yellow-faced man also smiled: "Yes, yes, I was scared to death when I fell into the water, but luckily, I didn't sink to the bottom of the river, and I saved my life..."

Everyone came back alive.

This is luck, and I don't care about the rumors about stealing the owner's goods with unclean hands.

Little common people can't care about what they have and what they don't.

Live steadily.

There is food to eat when you are hungry, and clothes when you are cold. This is more important than anything else.

Before leaving, Xu Nian took another look at the yellow-faced man who was busy with He Xiaoyu's mother and daughter, and frowned slightly.

He Xiaoyu's father's state is actually a bit weird.

But soon he stretched his brows, said nothing, turned and left silently.

No matter how weird it is, this family of three is just supporting a small tofu stall.

What does it matter?

soon.

Daoist, a boy who returned from the smithy without success, came to the tofu stand with the sword of questioning that could not be melted down and labeled as Four Treasures of the Study.

He looked at the yellow-faced man.

Xu Nian just frowned, but his whole face was wrinkled together.

Originally, his face was like a crown of jade, and his facial features were also handsome. He was a young Daoist with a golden appearance, but with such a wrinkle, he turned into a bitter melon.

It seems that life is harder than this yellow-faced man.

"It's really Heavenly Devil..."

"I just went down the mountain, why did I meet you?"

"Has the Heavenly Devil under the mountain flooded to the streets of the capital and can be seen everywhere?"

"You Heavenly Devils, can you hide well, at least wait until I go back to the mountain before showing up."

"It's difficult now, should I draw my sword..."