Legend of the Cultivation God

"Mr. Mo is back!" Jidong frowned and was shocked. "But Mr. He..."

Yes, Mr. Mo’s footsteps on the river’s swords crossed the sky, and it was in front of them. Unfortunately, his hands were empty and he did not see anything, even the fishermen’s bodies were never seen.

"Sorry~" Mo has left, and ignored Zhu Junfeng and Mr. Taian, but before going to several fishermen, he said, "The old man has a heavy burden, not only did he not find Sun Lao Er and others, even them. The corpse has never seen it!"

"Mr. didn't look downstream?" Several fishermen asked very incredulously.

"Nature has seen it!" Mo is not afraid of the fishermen's fingertips. The faint explanation, "The old man will have seen it in the last few miles! including the bottom of the river!"

"Silver..." Several fishermen were shocked and almost trembling. "Difficult... It’s hard to be...is..."

"What old man didn't know, didn't see it, so he didn't dare to swear. But recently, I don't want to go out fishing at night!" Mo said from Wen Sheng. "The old man and others will find the reason in the vicinity of Changsheng Town. Maybe there will be any accidents! Wait until the water falls out and you wait for more..."

"But I have to make a living by fishing. Even if I don't come out at night, I have to come to Liao Jiang in the day!" A fisherman said with great courage.

"Oh..." Mo sighed and looked at Zhu Junfeng, and it was the fisherman’s road. "My longevity academy of Chongyunzong will try to protect you from the dangers. But you have to be careful!" ”

Then Mo Mo was touched by his hand and took out a silver plaque from his arms and handed it to the fisherman. Said: "This is for the wife of the second wife, please also give the poor old man to the old man!"

"Thank you, Mr.!" The fisherman took it gratefully. "Small Dai Sunshi thanked Mr., the small must bring this thing to Sun, and please rest assured."

"You wait!" Mo moved away from the hand. "The fishing boats are all back, go home!"

"Yes~ Thank you, Mr.!" Several fishermen were happy and with a lot of fear, finishing fishing gear and harvest, and hurried back.

"I have seen Mr. Separation!" Zhu Junfeng can also call a teacher uncle for a few Wensheng, and he can only call a teacher's ancestors in the face of the scribes! But in the Confucianism. Mr. is a respectable name. Regardless of his seniority, he tends to learn rather than cultivate, and most of them like to hear it. Zhu Junfeng naturally calls a gentleman.

"Well, Dean Zhu~" Mo did not see a smile on his face. It seems that there is still guilt about the matter. A faint hand confessed to the ceremony, "The old man will disturb the dean for some time!"

"Don't dare, please ask Mr. Xiaosheng Junfeng!" Zhu Junfeng hurriedly respected, "Mr. is a student's predecessor. No matter the knowledge and cultivation are the teachers of the students, the dean is a common name. The husband does not humiliate the students. !"

"Good!" Mo Mo nodded, and then yelled at Mr. Tai An. "Mr. Tai An, the students have not seen you in the past years. Today, I will see you in the same year!"

"Mr. Mo!" There was a dissatisfaction before Mr. Taian came. It can be seen that Mo is not too humble, even if it is so approachable to several low-lying fishermen. Far from being comparable, I don’t feel that I’ve been convinced in my heart, and I hurriedly prayed. “In the early years, it’s just a little confusing for Mr. Tai’an, who dare not call himself a teacher!”

"Mr. is wrong! One day for the teacher can be a father forever!" Mo is still a little faint. "Although Mr. has not been a teacher of a student, there are a few words that are also worthy of the teacher! My tradition of Confucianism, if a student does not recognize the previous teacher's grace because he is more than a husband, how can students carry forward the Confucianism inheritance?"

“Oh, Mr. Mo!” Mr. Tai’an smiled. “You call the old man a sir, but you don’t have to call yourself a student anymore! Otherwise, the old man is a Wensheng, listening to a scribe who calls his teacher, and the old man’s heart is awkward!”

"Well, Momou knows!" Mo is not dragging the water, nodded, and then to Zhu Junfeng, "Junfeng, just the words of the fishermen you can hear? Do you know what is going on?" ”

“Students have heard of it!” Zhu Junfeng replied hurriedly. “This situation is something that students have come to Changsheng Town for so many years! However, it is said that this Liao Jiang was aquarium thousands of years ago, these aquariums Sexually brutal, often eating raw mortals! Even every year, Changsheng Town will offer children and boys on time, otherwise they will flood the town of Changsheng!"

“Not bad~” Hearing here, Mr. Tai’an also nodded. “The old man also heard this! This Changsheng Town is a charcoal thing, and the people are not happy. It’s almost a family’s mourning. There are seven stops in the ten stop. Until then, a fairy from Liaojiang passed by, seeing a group of fishermen holding a pair of crying boys and girls to be thrown into Liaojiang dedicated to the aquarium, which was shot to serve the demon, fighting the aquarium for three days and three nights, the battle It was dark and dim, and the water was soaring. Finally the aquarium was smashed and the blood flowed over the river. The immortal floated away..."

"Well, later, in Changsheng Town, in order to commemorate this immortal, especially on the Jiangchao Ridge, a Taoist temple was built for the immortals, and the famous Jiangchao view!" Zhu Junfeng continued, "and also called this statue as a god!"

"Junfeng, did the Changsheng Town have a longevity academy thousands of years ago?" Mo Zhen was very abruptly asked.

"Nature is not!" Zhu Junfeng said, "My Chongyun sect set up a longevity academy in the transmission array, but it was only 1,200 years. At that time... was it because I am a Chongyun sect or a small sect? ”

"Well~" Mo nodded. "However, even without the Changsheng Academy of Chongyunzong, there is also a Jingzhu Academy with a simple bamboo door. So why does Changsheng Town not circulate the story of the Jingzhu Academy, but in the river tide? Does Ling build a Taoist temple?"

"This...the students don't know!" Zhu Junfeng was a bit shy. "The records in this school about this matter are not exhaustive!"

"Well, the old man didn't blame you!" Mo Li explained. "The old man also received a sect of the sect, and found it in the records of Zongmen about Changsheng Town. The old man did not know it!"

"Please ask the gentleman to solve!" Zhu Junfeng arched his hand and said.

"Without him! Because the students of Jianzhumen Jingzhu Academy are falling in the fight with the aquarium, there is no life! And the so-called immortal, but it is passing by when the aquarium is damaged, it is cheaper! Far from In the story, I saw what boy and boy were shot!" Mo is sneer, "The so-called immortal...not a Taoist monk, but a Buddhist disciple! But the disciple is not a monk who is shaved. So being treated as a monk of Taoism!"

"The Buddha disciple who has no shaving?" Zhu Junfeng was very surprised. "And...and these strange people? Which one?"

"The Zongmen record did not elaborate. The old man did not know, you should not ask more. It is estimated that the Zongmen would not leave a strong sum of the Buddha in Changsheng Town!" Mo said, "and then thousands of years later." In the middle, the Buddhist monks are gradually less, and the monks on the Tibetan continent are much more!"

"Oh..." Zhu Junfeng thought thoughtfully, and Mr. Taian frowned. "Mr. Mo, so to speak, today's business..."

"This...the old man doesn't know, maybe it's a little embarrassing!" Mo sighed and turned to look at the bright moon that had fallen, and the Liaojiang Road, which was foggy again. "There are some of my Chongyun sects. Audio, it seems that some aquariums have come to Liaojiang. As for the descendants of the aquariums thousands of years ago, is it not for the Changsheng Town? It is not the Zongmen that can be known! But for the safety of the Changsheng Academy, the old man was also ordered. coming!"

"Silk..." After listening to this, Zhu Junfeng took a sip of cold air and hurriedly said, "The aquarium is naturally a demon. They have a long life, far from being comparable to the human race. This Liaojiang is far away from the East China Sea, hundreds of years. There are no aquarium raging, if there are really aquariums coming, they must be descendants of the aquarium!"

“It’s too early to judge!” Mo’s swinging his hand, “still watching it change!”

"Right, sir!" Mr. Taian glanced at Zhu Junfeng and whispered. "The Xiaojin Temple seems to have a master too. Is this also the case?"

"Maybe!" Mo Zhen’s eyes flashed a trace of disgust. "The Buddha is now pervasive in the Tibetan Immortals. Their Dharma is the most confusing. The things that happened in the town of Changsheng for thousands of years may be able to hold the ordinary people, but not necessarily I can hold the Buddha's high-ranking people. And they are now in the Tibetan mainland, and there are many eyes and ears. The news is no less than my Confucianism! I can get the news from Chongyunzong, they will get it more! Let’s say this Xiaojin Temple these years. Actually, from the development of two or three monks' small temples to the scale of thirty or forty people, the future development is even more limitless. It cannot but cause the attention of Yunlin Temple! I just don't know which big monk Yunlin Temple came to this time!"

"And..." Zhu Junfeng suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "In the afternoon of this afternoon, there is a monster on the street of Changsheng Town..."

"Oh? What kind of monster? What is it?" Mo said from the eye, asked.

Zhu Junfeng hurriedly said what he heard, and said: "There are several early-graduated students in the academy who have seen it! If you want me to go back and ask me in detail?"

"It should be like this!" Mo Moss away from the palm of his hand, "Since the demon has a trace, the old man's heart is also a bottom! Jidong, you stay here, do not have to worry about it, even if you return to the college to confess Just!"

"Yes, Mr. Mo!" Ji Dong promised to come out from the crowd...

Ps: Yesterday, Xuan Qingdao friends birthday, this afternoon added a chapter for him, thank him for writing a lot of Shanzhai. Also thank the other friends who support...