Sword of Coming

On the sea, not long after the sword fairy teamed up to drag the moon, a mountain ferry flew past in the air, and there were two large Li sword boats escorting it nearby.

It is huge, blocking out the sky and the sun, and just floats over Osmanthus Island.

All the Xianjia ferries in Aquarius Island that can travel across continents have long been requisitioned and seconded by the Confucian Temple and the Dali court, and Osmanthus Island belonging to the Fan family of Old Dragon City is no exception.

However, not long after the discussion at the Confucian Temple ended, the Fu family of Laolongcheng, Aaiaizhou and Liuxiazhou each rented a new ferry to maintain trade routes.

Although this kind of thing is suspected of being opportunistic, it is allowed by the Chinese Confucian Temple and is not prohibited. This makes the Zongzitou Immortal Family who can independently build cross-continental ferries a lot of money.

On Osmanthus Island, there is a private house called Guimai Courtyard.

Mrs. Gui rubbed her eyebrows. She had been really annoyed by that Xiancha lately.

Jin Su held back her laughter, it was quite difficult.

It turned out that it was the reunion at the Zhongtu Confucian Temple. Xiancha said something heartfelt. Seeing his sincerity, Mrs. Gui gave in a little and said some polite words, allowing him to go to Guihua Island occasionally. .

She had her own considerations at that time. Fan Junmao, the great tiger of Nanyue, had fallen all the way from Yupu Realm to Longmen Realm, so the Fan family was in urgent need of someone to worship in the upper five realms, and the man who had been escorting the cross-continental ferry safely past Jiaolong for many years The old Zhouzi from Gou happened to be a disciple of Xiancha, and Mrs. Gui hoped that Xiancha could give more guidance to his disciples' practice.

But Mrs. Gui never imagined that what she called "occasionally" was completely different from what Xiancha thought was occasional.

Previously, she had unexpectedly received a handwritten letter of apology from a young hidden official.

At first, Mrs. Gui thought that Chen Pingan was worrying too much, but now she began to feel that if Chen Pingan dared to come to Osmanthus Island, she would directly expel him.

There was a knock on the door in the small courtyard, no more, no less, exactly three times.

Mrs. Gui frowned slightly. Someone was approaching the courtyard door, but she didn't notice it at all.

Jin Su was about to get up and open the door, but Madam Gui waved her hand to let the disciple stay where he was, then waved her sleeves and opened the courtyard door.

Standing at the door was a young Taoist priest with a bright smile, waving to the two masters and apprentices in the courtyard.

This Fan family ferry did not accept guests who were halfway on board. Jin Su took a look at the young Taoist priest's Taoist crown, which was a lotus crown, and she thought she was a traveling Taoist priest from Shen Gao Sect.

In Aquarius Island, only the Taoist priests of the Shen Gao Sect wore Taoist crowns with both fish tail crowns and lotus crowns on their heads.

But it stands to reason that this time Osmanthus Island followed the Return to Ruins passage and returned to Aquarius Continent from the wild world. There were no passengers on the island, let alone Taoist priests.

Mrs. Gui remained silent. After getting up, she just said a long blessing.

Jin Su quickly followed his master and stood up.

The young Taoist priest hurriedly bent down to return the courtesy. After standing up, he sighed and said, "We have been separated for thousands of years, but fortunately Mrs. Gui's appearance remains the same, which makes people forget to see her."

Mrs. Gui smiled and said nothing.

The young Taoist priest swaggered into the courtyard and said, "This must be Miss Jinsu. It is a match made in heaven for Sun Jiashu to marry Miss Jinsu."

The osmanthus tree in the Golden Osmanthus Temple in Aquarius Island was regarded as the orthodox moon palace species by many mountain monks in later generations. It was this Taoist priest who took a boat across the sea in his early years. On the way, he came across Osmanthus Island and borrowed a few branches of osmanthus here. I traveled ashore on the island and passed by Jingui Temple. I made some "immortal" works at random, and asked Po Wang to sell melons and boast about herself.

Leisure is really leisure.

However, Mrs. Gui never expected that Lu Chen would make a trip to Qingming World and find a young Taoist disciple, Headmaster Bai Yujing San.

In fact, during that trip, Lu Chen also met the then head of the Shen Gao Sect and gave some advice to a Taoist boy who had just gone up the mountain to practice.

And that little Taoist boy's surname is Qi Mingzhen.

Naturally, Jin Su failed to recognize the identity of this young Taoist priest.

Even if the other party revealed his identity, she probably wouldn't believe it.

Before sitting down, the young Taoist priest looked around and asked with a smile: "What an unlucky coincidence. Lao Gu is not on the ferry?"

It turned out that Lu Chen, who had left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, was not in a hurry to return to Qingming World, but strictly followed the agreement with Lord Yinguan that he must visit Yunxia Mountain in Aquarius Continent.

And the wind control speed taught by Bai Yujingsan is as fast as...a turtle crawling.

Mrs. Gui said helplessly: "Master Lu, why do you ask questions when you know everything?"

Isn't it just because of his absence that you, Master Baiyu Jingsan, are willing to show up?

After Lu Chen sat down, he tapped his fingers on the table. The meaning was obvious, where was the wine.

Jinsu asked the master from the bottom of his heart if he wanted to bring out a few jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine to entertain the guests. Of course, Mrs. Gui did not agree. She did not want Osmanthus Island to have too much interaction with the three masters.

That Xiancha, Gu Qingsong, who was famous throughout the world, wasn't it the one Lu Chen brought to Osmanthus Island?

"Looking at the mountains upstairs, the snow on the top of the mountains, the moon in the snow, and the beauties under the moon, each has its own unique situation.

Lu Chen tapped his five fingers on the stone table in turn and said to himself: "Fifteenth month is a beauty in astronomy, Liu Qici is a beauty in writing, and Osmanthus Island is a beauty in landscapes."

Madam Gui reminded: "Master Lu, if you have something to say, I won't see you off if nothing else happens."

Lu Chen laughed and said, "If you are poor or poor, Mrs. Gui will forgive me."

Jin Su was confused. Master called this Taoist Master Lu?

In the Immortal Mansion on the mountain, there is no such thing as a "teacher". Even if someone is the founder of a sect, he or she is at most the sect leader, the head of the mountain lord, etc. After all, who can do it and who dares to establish a sect and claim to be the ancestor?

As for the Jianghu sect at the foot of the mountain, there is no lack of the word "teaching" suffixed, but it is the leader, and there is no explanation for the leader.

Unless they are the three Bai Yujings who are far away and out of reach, and of course they are the direct descendants of the four Taoist ancestors, they are qualified to be honored as "a certain leader".

Could it be that this carefree young Taoist priest in front of me is that... Lu Chen?

How is that possible? He must be overthinking. How could a Master Bai Yujing, so high up in the sky, knock on the door, enter the courtyard, sit here peacefully, and shamelessly ask the master for a drink?

For Jin Su, the only time in his life that he had anything to do with Lu Chen was when Chen Ping'an drew a shocking talisman with his own hands during the battle of Jiaolonggou, "Whatever the task is, Lu Chen ordered it."

Lu Chen raised his head and looked at the sky, sighing for no reason: "It's like the sky, it's like the emperor."

Literally, it describes a woman's appearance and clothing as beautiful as a god, and it is the perfect word to describe the beauty of a woman.

Mrs. Gui looked solemn.

Lu Chen stared blankly at Madam Gui, then smiled suddenly, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Mrs. Gui said calmly: "Why say it if it's not a serious joke."

Lu Chen pecked at the rice, nodded in agreement, and after eating at Mrs. Gui's side, he turned to look at the doubtful Jinsu, stroking his palms and exclaiming: "What a good name, Jinsu is born, and the Cangfu is strong, the city will be high and the country will be strong." .Old Longcheng really took advantage of the Sun family."

Jin Su said cautiously: "Master Lu, my father's surname is Jin, so Master gave me this name. It is just another name for Osmanthus fragrans. It has the same meaning as Muxian and Guanghanxian."

With a sincere expression of thirsty for knowledge, Lu Chen asked, "What's the explanation?"

Jin Su smiled and said: "Just because the osmanthus flower is as yellow as gold and the flowers are as small as millet, it has this nickname."

Lu Chen touched his palms again and praised: "I have learned it, I have learned it. There is no limit to the knowledge in the world. It is true that we live and learn."

Mrs. Gui really couldn't stand the nonsense of this Master Lu, and said directly to her disciple: "This Master Lu is Lu Chen, the White Jade King in the Qingming world. How could he not know that 'Golden Millet' is the alias of Osmanthus fragrans."

Jinsu was shocked and turned pale. He quickly stood up, gave a blessing and said in a trembling voice: "Jinsu of Osmanthus Island has met Master Lu."

Lu Chen rolled his eyes.

This is boring.

Reading an unseen book is like meeting a good friend. Seeing a book I have read is like meeting an old friend.

Mrs. Gui's move was like helping Miss Jinsu to directly turn to the last page of a book of talents and beauties that she had just started to read, and saw the same old story about beautiful flowers, full moon, and longevity.

Lu Chen raised one of his palms, shook it gently, and said with a smile: "Miss Jinsu's temperament of looking at other people's dishes must be changed in the future, otherwise she will only let Miss Jinsu slip away in vain. Many things that could be firmly grasped in the palm of his hand will be lost. The opportunity. Of course, it is the fault of a son not to teach his father, and if he is not strict in teaching, it is naturally the teacher's laziness. Madam Gui should also, in addition to passing on the techniques, carve out the Taoist heart of the disciples. "

"If you say that the world is like this and I'm just following the trend, then it must be right? It must be good? It seems that this is not necessarily the case for Pindao."

"But having said that, no one dares to draw a final conclusion on the real gains and losses here. Can't it be that Jin Su and everyone in the world are right, but Pindao is the only one who is wrong?"

Lu Chen babbled, stood up, and left Osmanthus Island in a flash.

Only a Taoist book made of gold and jade was left on the table, glowing with purple-green Taoism.

Crossing the sea in one step, Lu Chen suddenly stopped and staggered forward, almost falling. He raised his hand to support the Taoist crown on his head, stood on tiptoes, stretched his neck and glanced at the mountains and rivers below him, "I almost walked into the wrong door. .”

It turns out that the Confucian Temple only gave Headmaster Lu a share of landing on two continents, and then the gift of Headmaster Baiyu Jingsan was about to be sent out of the country.

However, when Lu Chen returns to Haoran World next time, there will be no such restrictions. After all, he has given away a Yaoguang Blessed Land, and there is someone who has made real contributions to it.

Lu Chen stood on the sea of ​​clouds, with the land and sea bordering at his feet, doing a set of overpass-style boxing moves. The two crackling Taoist robe sleeves could barely be regarded as flowing clouds and flowing water. Suddenly, a golden rooster stood alone, making secrets with two fingers, and talking nonsense. After casting a spell, he arrived at the sky above the Old Dragon City in Aquarius Continent in an instant. Unfortunately, the sea of ​​clouds he had created back then had disappeared. He rolled sideways in the air, and when his feet landed, Lu Chen had already arrived. At the boundary of Yunxia Mountain, he bent his fingers and lightly tapped the Taoist crown on his head, using a blinding technique.

Lu Chen neither went to find the contemporary female ancestor in Yunxia Mountain, nor did he go to Green Hinoki Peak to find Cai Jinjian. He was not in a hurry about the business.

Lu Chen glanced at the beautiful Yunxia peaks, and finally his eyes fell on Gengyun Peak. In the vast sea of ​​clouds, a mountain suddenly stood out like an island on the sea. There was a man wearing the old "Cai Luan" robe. The Earthly Immortal man was sitting on the white jade railing, drinking alone, staring blankly at something, unable to move away for a long time. The bachelor man was drinking dull wine, drinking back and forth, and he was not drinking the woman's eyebrows, eyes, or words.

Huang Zhonghou frowned. Another visitor came who didn't follow the rules and walked through the gate?

Do you really think that Yunxia Mountain is a place where anyone can come and go?

Last time, it was a green-shirted guest who called himself Chen Ping'an from Luopo Mountain. This time, he was replaced by a Taoist priest who didn't know his roots.

It turned out that in Huang Zhonghou's field of vision, there was a young Taoist priest who could not see the legal lineage of the Taoism. Above the sea of ​​clouds, he bypassed Gengyun Peak far away and swept away. It was not a straight line to control the wind, but a long stride. The kind of person who walks forward with his sleeves swaying, but while riding the wind, does not forget to look around a few times, which shows that he has evil intentions.

Huang Zhonghou then stood up, put away the wine bottle, and used a secret escape technique unique to Geng Yun Peak. His figure instantly disappeared into the white sea of ​​clouds like mist, and quietly followed him away.

I just listened to the young-looking foreign Taoist priest mumbling something about how to form a golden elixir and become a person of my generation. There are thousands of mist, one golden elixir, the sky is blue and the moon is white, the mountains are high, the wind is fast, the clouds are infinite and the life is good.

Then I saw the Taoist priest reaching the top of a mountain called Fulian Peak and starting to climb up the cliff from halfway up the mountain. His body was light and his posture was somewhat airy, and his posture was as strong as an ape in the mountain. Huang Zhonghou always kept his figure hidden, trying to see what kind of shameful deeds this sneaky guy wanted to do.

The young Taoist priest seems to be a natural chatterbox. He likes to talk to himself when there is no one around. He reaches out and grabs a sage vine. The Taoist priest leans against the cliff, shakes the sleeves of his robe, and shakes out a piece of cake. He stretched out his hand to catch it, chewed it, and said vaguely: "Several peaks are looming in the clouds, and the green hills are green and green. It's so lush and beautiful. Good poems, good poems, taking advantage of the popularity of poetry, talents and passions surge like springs, unstoppable, come again, come again, I once said to the Immortal Lord that the ancient spiritual soil of my mountain is higher than Mount Sumeru. The sun and moon hang from the cave. Thousands of miles of clouds and water wash my eyes. I can climb the secluded place alone without support. I dare to ask you, guests, why this is like this. Hear my surprise. Tangmu, it turns out that he is wearing the true form of the Five Mountains."

Huang Zhonghou heard this in the dark and felt a headache.

Fuyan Peak, where no monks from Yunxia Mountain have ever lived on the mountain to practice Taoism, is a secret forbidden place. Even the direct monks of the Patriarch Hall are not very clear about the historical origin of this peak. They only know that the Earth Immortal chose the top of the mountain as the opening of the dojo, and this peak will never be included in the selection.

The crux of the current embarrassing situation in Yunxia Mountain happens to be on this mountain peak.

It is said that the founder of Yunxia Mountain, before establishing the sect in Aopingzhou, had found the ancient water-control talisman and the immortal formula. Therefore, in the secret fairy house of Fuyan Peak, there is the silver room, stone chamber and white zhizhi and purple spring, which is the symbol of Yunxia Mountain. The foundation of spiritual energy.

Near the top of the mountain, there is an ancient immortal mansion ruins with numerous mountain and water obstacles. There are two round stones at the door, which are natural stone drum-shaped.

Huang Zhonghou was wary, because the Taoist priest came here by chance.

Lu Chen looked at the stone drum at the door and sighed. The seal carvings were still fresh, but the old stories of gods and immortals and the miraculous miracles of the immortal family were gone.

Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new at the foot of the mountain is the end of the year, and saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new on the mountain is the close of the heart.

I forgot which genius said it.

Probably Pindao himself.

Lu Chen turned around and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Geng Yun Peak, you have been following Pindao sneakily all the way. In this place where the sky and the earth are not working, are you planning to steal money?"

Huang Zhonghou appeared and said, "Fellow Taoist, why don't you follow me to Yunxia Ancestral Mountain to meet my master?"

Wei Li, the governor of Yunxia Mountain, was the preacher of Huang Zhonghou.

Lu Chen waved his hand, "Forget it, your ancestor Yunxia is not on the mountain now, so I have no old friends to talk to about the past."

Huang Zhonghou was choked for words.

Old Immortal Yunxia, ​​the founder of Yunxia Mountain, naturally passed away long ago. Several direct disciples, through their own efforts, have achieved the great situation of Yunxia Sixteen Peaks in Aquarius Continent today.

The reason why Yunxia Mountain is close to the Buddhist dharma involves a long-standing secret, because it is said that the Yunxia Patriarch was actually born in the Xuankong Temple in China, but he was not a monk, but some kind of miraculous person.

Lu Chen shook his hand softly and poked the ground like a stick, and said with a smile: "You are on the wooden throne, right?"

Huang Zhonghou didn't know whether the Taoist priest was making a fool of himself or whether he really did this.

Lu Chen clicked his tongue and said: "Looking at the confused look on your face, Monk Zhang Er, it doesn't look like you are faking it. It seems that Yunxia, ​​my old friend from the poor Taoist community, was too embarrassed to reveal his Taoist roots to several direct descendants. What's the point of this? What is so unspeakable should be written in a thick and colorful preface in the preface to the genealogy of your Yunxia Mountain Patriarch Hall."

Before Patriarch Yunxia left Xuankong Temple, Lu Chen had never gone out to sea in a boat. He once met Monk Mingran. They talked about Taoism and Buddhism, but in Lu Chen's words, "Taoists do not disparage Buddha. Buddhist dragons and elephants also know it." One sermon, two cups of tea, and a happy conversation.

The true form of Patriarch Yunxia was the cane in the hands of the abbot of Xuankong Temple in his early years.

Monk Mingran held the "Wooden Seat" and once lightly tapped Lu Chen's shoulder.

Lu Chen didn't hide or evade, so he gave that "Wooden Seat" a blessing of enlightenment.

This is how the Buddhist koan of "beating Lu Chen out with a stick" came into being.

Lu Chen raised his hand and raised his head to drink.

Huang Zhonghou hesitated for a moment, then threw over a pot of Yunxia Mountain's secretly brewed Spring Sleeping Wine.

Lu Chen opened the mud seal and took a sniff, with an intoxicated look on his face, squinting and smiling, "It's really good wine."

Huang Zhonghou said: "After drinking, I still have to bother the real person to go to the Patriarch Hall."

The foreigner who broke into the mountain gate without authorization last time actually went to find Cai Jinjian of Green Hinoki Peak, so Huang Zhonghou did not treat him unmercifully.

Lu Chen nodded, "It's just right. I really want to have a serious discussion with your mountain master uncle. Someone can help lead the way, so that I won't be like a headless fly."

Huang Zhonghou said: "I hope that the real person will do what he says, so as not to hurt the harmony."

Lu Chen laughed it off, pointed at the door of the mansion, and asked, "Isn't it a pity that such a treasured Feng Shui land, which is most suitable for use as a dojo, has always been closed?"

Huang Zhonghou explained: "The second-generation Patriarch Mountain Master personally closed the door. Before his death, he also passed down a decree. In the future, if no one among us Yunxia Mountain monks reaches the upper five realms, we will not be allowed to open this door and no one will be allowed to enter." Practice in the secret palace."

This matter is not a sect secret. It is known to all the monks in the continent. Many forces on the mountain who have a wrong relationship with Yunxia Mountain like to tease Yunxia Mountain about this matter, sarcastically, and deliberately say that there is something immortal in the mansion. The mountain-holding treasure of military rank is invincible as soon as it opens the door. Otherwise, it would be strange to say that in fact, the founder of your Yunxia Mountain has long been the Ascension Realm great monk of our Aquarius Continent. He has been in seclusion on purpose. As long as The ancestor is willing to come out of seclusion, punching and kicking Shen Gaozong is not a problem.

When Lu Chen heard this, he immediately choked on his wine, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "He is really a master who cheats both his master and his disciples. His intentions are good, and it can be said that he is kind. I just hope that you junior monks can continue to work hard." , practice hard, and you should cultivate a Jade Pu, no matter what, when the time comes, open the door, occupy this mansion and concentrate on cultivating, maybe you can take advantage of the situation to create more immortals."

Huang Zhonghou was silent.

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, holding the pot in one hand and making secrets in the other hand, "Since the person who unties the bell needs to tie the bell, then the person who opens the door needs to close the door."

Huang Zhonghou shook his head and said: "After the Patriarch Bingji passed away, he did find the reincarnated person outside the mountain. Unfortunately, the Patriarch was still unable to gain enlightenment. His cultivation stopped at the Dragon Gate realm. He was disbanded again, and there has been no news since. ”

Lu Chen nodded and stopped deducing the "origin and exit" of the second-generation founder of Yunxia Mountain. He waved his hand and said, "How can we find a cow in the sea?"

The most fearful thing about cultivating Taoism is that there will be no way out, but it is best to have a way out as a human being.

It certainly makes sense that some old sayings passed down by word of mouth can live longer than the elderly. For example, the virtues accumulated by ancestors can bless their descendants.

At this moment, Huang Zhonghou began to believe that the "young" Taoist priest in front of him was probably an outsider with profound Taoism and a deep connection with Yunxia Mountain.

Lu Chen turned around and looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds at Gengyun Peak. He drank wine silently and had a lot of poems and songs. He had accumulated so many poems that he didn't even know which ones to read out and give them to the fellow Taoist next to him. Long experience.

However, Huang Zhonghou mistakenly thought that this foreign Taoist priest who had the skills to return to his original appearance was an old friend who had returned to his sad hometown.

Lu Chen casually threw the empty wine pot away from the cliff, and then raised his hand. Huang Zhonghou was also looking at the magnificent sea of ​​clouds flowing over the mountains from his Gengyun Peak. He heard the Taoist priest cough a few times, and then realized that the other man kept his raised eyebrows. With his hand gesture, Huang Zhonghou had no choice but to throw away another pot of spring sleepy wine. Did he really meet a liar who drank too much?

Lu Chen said: "Many people don't drink just because they don't like drinking. Many people don't drink because they can't drink anymore."

Huang Zhonghou nodded, deeply convinced.

The previous tragic war that destroyed half of the continent made many people who didn't drink drink start drinking, and it also made more people who like drinking stop drinking.

Lu Chen nodded and shook the wine bottle in his hand. He was indeed a good drinking buddy.

Lord Yin Guan has always had a good eye for selecting people.

It is not in vain for poor Taoist people to go through all kinds of hardships to visit Yunxia Mountain.

Huang Zhonghou carefully crafted his words and asked: "Is the real person visiting this place to solve our problems in Yunxia Mountain?"

Lu Chen nodded and said: "Of course, Pindao has an old relationship with your Yunxia Mountain. Pindao is famous for being nostalgic on the mountain. Secondly, someone asked Pindao to come out to help you Yunxia Mountain tide over the difficulties. Two and two add up. , had to come.”

Huang Zhonghou asked tentatively: "In that case, why doesn't the real person go directly to our mountain master?"

Lu Chen sneered, "How can a worldly expert like Pindao, who has a towering realm and a sky-blue mind, be able to reason with common sense when doing things?"

Huang Zhonghou had originally regarded the other party as a land god playing in the human world, but when the other party said so himself, Huang Zhonghou was a little unsure.

Lu Chen felt that the fire was almost done, so he picked up the wine pot, casually tapped the door of the mansion behind him, and revealed the secret to Huang Zhonghou with his words, "This mansion, to you Yunxia Mountain, is actually a 'guardian'." Formation, as long as you open the door, your Yunxia Mountain will not only solve your worries, but also get a rich legacy gift. With the accumulation of luck year after year, once the door is opened, Huang Zhonghou, imagine it for yourself. How big a fortune is the mountain and water? The only thing that Yunxia Mountain has to do next is to set up a large formation to capture the spiritual energy that is like a flood bursting the embankment. Otherwise, the tide of spiritual energy will instantly knock out the monks from more than ten peaks. What a big joke.”

Huang Zhonghou looked puzzled and couldn't believe it. Is it really so... simple? !

According to the previous great derivation of the Ancestral Hall, if you want to solve this huge dilemma, you can only start from three aspects, at least two of them.

First of all, a monk in the upper five realms is needed, which is why the mountain master has been in retreat in recent years, looking for ways to break the bottleneck.

Second, if Yunxia Mountain can become a sect and be "canonized" by the Confucian Temple, it will have more luck. Although it still treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, it can delay the deterioration of the situation.

Finally, a heavy treasure with at least a semi-immortal weapon rank is needed, which can gather and stabilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It would be best to have the right combination of people, weather, time, and location, but from the current point of view, Yunxia Mountain is doomed to achieve nothing in the short term.

It’s just that after a great battle, half-immortal soldiers are now almost sold for astronomical prices that were once equivalent to immortal soldiers. Especially the “mountain-holding” treasures outside of such attacks, which were relatively low in the past, are now even more expensive in the world. Rare and valuable.

Yunxiashan went to other continents to inquire about the matter through various connections, but was met with obstacles everywhere. Almost all the answers were the same, they would not sell it if they had it!

This is also the reason why Yunxiashan has been unable to take action. Otherwise, he could have bought a semi-immortal weapon by selling iron and scraping together money and borrowing money.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Someone has actually reminded you of Yunxia Mountain's method of breaking the situation through Cai Jinjian a long time ago. It's just that Cai Jinjian herself was kept in the dark. She probably heard some hints, but she still failed to understand it. You guys The onlookers are also unaware of what is going on, and therefore do not know what to do, so they cannot enter through the door, and end up sitting on a mountain of gold and silver but almost starving to death. It is not that that person deliberately laughed at you, but the Taoism of your Yunxia Mountain is fundamental. , which is close to Zen principles. Of course, he can't do it too much, otherwise it will be superfluous, which is tantamount to untying and tying knots, procrastinating and repaying debts, which will not be beautiful. "

Huang Zhonghou bowed and said: "I beg you, Master, to speak clearly!"

He still didn't believe that opening a door in Fuyan Peak would make the entire Yunxia Mountain no longer have any worries.

Furthermore, the fact that a monk violated the teachings of his ancestors was no small matter in the mountains.

Lu Chen lamented, this Huang Daoyou had a cheerful temperament, he would give him wine when he asked, and he would give him two bottles at a time. Unfortunately, his mind was a bit... confused by drinking.

Lu Chen had no choice but to explain patiently: "Didn't Cai Jinjian have a lot of good fortune in his early years? He received a prophecy from an expert that 'break and then stand, like a god's help'? What was broken? Who was the god talking about? It was just the simplest way of breaking in. The person who is 'like a divine help' is of course the Confucian saint Mr. Qi from Lizhu Cave Heaven. The reason why who said this prophecy in the early years, who could it be if it wasn't Zou Zi, is given together with the riddle and the answer. Do you still expect Zou Zi to hold your heads and speak loudly in your ears?"

When Huang Zhonghou listened to the Taoist's words, he kept bowing and getting up.

When the Taoist stopped talking, Huang Zhonghou straightened up this time, took a deep breath, made up his mind, and went back to the mountain master to talk about it. The mountain master didn't dare to open the door, he came!

Somehow, Huang Zhonghou believed that the Taoist's words were not a joke, let alone a sinister move to harm Yunxia Mountain.

Even if the mountain owner and the master are opposed, Huang Zhonghou will just find an auspicious day, take a bath and change clothes, go to the ancestor hall to offer incense, make a Taoist oath, and confess the matter to the ancestors of the past generations. If he is wrong, he will only ask for any consequences. , so that I, Huang Zhonghou, can bear it alone.

Lu Chen nodded and began to boast again, "He is a good drunkard. No wonder he can make half a poor and anonymous student want to have another drink with you."

Huang Zhonghou smiled and said: "Having said that, this junior is very grateful to the master, but the rules are there, so we still need to invite the master to go to the ancestral hall with us."

Lu Chen clicked his tongue and said: "What a good boy, you must be a monkey and a monkey, and you must be able to live up to your expectations. I will just drop my words here today, every spit and every spit will nail!"

Huang Zhonghou could not help but feel a little guilty. This real person was so frank, but he wanted to judge the gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, and asked the mountain master to personally verify the other person's identity, so as to be so-called foolproof.

Lu Chen wanted to stroke his beard and smile, but then he remembered that he was young and didn't have a beard. After all, he was not as old as Taoist Master Guan Sun of Daxuan City. He rubbed his chin and said, "Pindao is a real gentleman, right? Be careful, a gentleman is generous.”

Huang Zhonghou was speechless.

Lu Chen lightly stomped his feet and chuckled, "Don't think that building a mountain-protecting formation to block the surge of spiritual energy is a light thing. Once Fu Yanfeng opens the door of the mansion, the momentum will be huge and mighty, equivalent to a great sword. Immortal's random question of swordsmanship in Yunxia Mountain. If he is not careful, the entire Fulian Peak will be shattered on the spot. But it is equivalent to the second question of swordsmanship. Rocks are flying and swords are flying like rain. The remaining fifteen peaks of Yunxia Mountain are finally How many hills suitable for practice can be left? Rong Pindao counted them, well, not bad, most of them can be left. The spiritual energy accumulated in the cave here for many years will most likely be used to make wedding clothes for others. It is estimated that within a few years, within a radius of ten thousand miles of your Yunxia Mountain, large and small neighboring Xianjia Mountains, as well as the Huangliang Kingdom next to it, which is a pillow of yellow rice, will sincerely give you something similar to "selfless". 'A gold-lettered plaque to express our gratitude."

When Huang Zhonghou heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, it would be like a sweet dream, and he couldn't believe it was true.

"Then the question is, what's the solution to this matter?"

Lu Chen asked and answered himself, threw out the empty wine bottle in his hand, and stamped his foot again, "It's in your two bottles of wine from Huang Zhonghou."

If Huang Zhonghou only gave him a pot of wine, Yunxia Mountain would not receive this kind of treatment.

The wine bottle that was thrown into the air, and the wine bottle that had already fallen to the ground, were hanging in the sky and the other was on the ground. As Lu Chen stamped his foot, in an instant, the boundary of Yunxia Mountain was filled with wind and clouds, and the two wine bottles suddenly appeared. It is as big as a mountain, as if there is a universe in a pot, each with its own Tao Qi emerging ups and downs, and finally condensing into a yin and yang fish pattern, slowly circling, just covering the entire Yunxia Mountain, the formation pattern falls to the ground one after another, like an ink painting The long scroll spread out on the ground and then disappeared without a trace.

This vision of heaven and earth swallowing mountains and rivers is fleeting.

In a Yunxia Mountain, except for Huang Zhonghou who witnessed this magnificent scene, there were only two people who could notice something strange. One was Cai Jinjian of Green Cypress Peak, and a young child stared blankly at the sky. Moreover, neither of them relied on Realm depends on Tao Yuan.

Lu Chen pointed to a place and smiled with Huang Zhonghou: "That kid has good qualifications. He will grab Geng Yun Peak. He will be of great use in the future. You have a candidate for the next mountain master of Yunxia Mountain."

As for the next mountain master, of course he is the Jindan cultivator of Gengyun Peak.

Lu Chen moved a few steps, patted Huang Zhonghou on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "There are not many people who can ignore someone's initiative to persuade someone to drink, and then threaten someone in person to drink one pot and vomit two pots. At most, it will take another hundred years. , you can brag about it to others everywhere.”

Before Huang Zhonghou came to his senses, the Taoist priest had disappeared.

Huang Zhonghou felt disappointed that he didn't even know the name of this real person.

In the heart of the lake, the real person's voice rang out, "The poor Taoist's nickname is 'Anonymous'."

Huang Zhonghou felt helpless. How could he explain the matter to the Ancestral Master Hall afterwards? The benefactor who helped his Yunxia Mountain survive this disaster was a foreign Taoist priest with the Taoist name "Anonymous"?

In the realm of Shen Gao Sect, there are Taoist temples like forests, and in the Taoist temple, which is the ancestral palace in the mountains, a once-a-decade enshrinement ceremony is being held. However, compared to the previous Taoist rituals, there are now two more Among the "outsiders", one is an official from the Ministry of Rites of Dali who came all the way to Shengaozong, and the other is a Taoist under the Chongxu Bureau of Dali Capital. They are responsible for recording all the Taoist priests who have received the ultimatum in the book.

Lu Chen didn't have any objection to this. To put it more broadly, it was nothing more than a clear king's law, a secret Tao law, Tao law governing oneself, and king's law governing people.

To put it at a higher level, the laws of the country govern people after breaking the law, while the laws of Tao restrain people's hearts when their delusions first arise.

On a hill far away from the Shengaozong Patriarch Hall, in an inconspicuous Taoist temple with a plaque of "Qiu Hao Temple", an old Taoist priest was leading a group of Taoist boys to do the evening class. , behaved and recited a Taoist classic, the older ones memorized it by rote, the younger ones just memorized it. Lu Chen looked at the door and poked his head in the door and sighed, and walked away. Hearing that, he felt bad, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked in the Taoist temple. , I saw a little Taoist boy memorizing while sweeping the floor. His recitation was not smooth and he always made mistakes. It was like he was flipping through a book. If he memorized something wrong, he had to recite the whole page again. Lu Chen did not disturb the little Taoist boy's " "I am alone in my cultivation." Then he walked to the tree and swayed gently.

The little Taoist boy finally finished sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground. It is not easy to be a Taoist priest on the Fairy Mountain. Many trees in the mountain are evergreen all year round. The leaves fall intermittently, which is endless and uncomfortable. It is not like those Taoist temples down the mountain, which have to be cleaned. , only autumn is the most tiring. After winter, you can be lazy. As a result, when the little Taoist boy turned around and saw, what a good guy, where is the bad guy? He was full and holding the fallen leaves all over the floor. The little Taoist boy got angry, picked up the broom and rushed over. When the young Taoist priest turned around, , the little Taoist boy weighed it up and decided that he would definitely not be able to beat him, so he took advantage of the situation and landed the broom on the ground, pretending to clean the ground.

Lu Chen smiled and asked: "Little guy, have you ever passed on the teachings to the disciples? Now that the basket has been born, how many times have the baskets been added?"

The little Taoist boy snorted, it's not like the so-called family heirlooms or private treasures, which are given to people who have money, not to mention that he doesn't have any money.

Are you rich enough to sweep the floors here? Several senior brothers of the same age in the Taoist temple are not only rich at home, but also received extra care from the master. They have never washed the toilet or toilet, and they are not good at it. Now they are fine. They carry manure to the vegetable garden. Practice makes perfect. A good hand.

Lu Chen sat on the railing. Behind him was a small pond with some carps. He crossed his arms and said, "The Tao is drowning in shit, which is good."

The little Taoist boy was told something sad. He raised his head and glared, and saw the smelly Taoist priest who didn't know where he came from. He was raising his arm and bending it again and again. The little Taoist boy suddenly understood the other person's "reminder" and had to lower his head. Go and sweep the floor. As expected, the Taoist priest thought to himself and said: "This poor Taoist body is the result of hard work of planting, cutting down and replanting trees all year round. Naturally, he is very skilled. Ordinary few strong people can do it." Han people can't even get close to Pindao's body."

The little Taoist boy muttered in a low voice: "Master Patriarch said it right, but what you said is nonsense."

Lu Chenxiao asked: "Why is that? Aren't they all the same words and the same truth?"

The little Taoist boy increased his strength and swept the fallen leaves everywhere, "It can be the same, of course it's different. Anyway, I understand the truth, but I just don't know how to explain it."

Lu Chen asked: "Is it similar to the saying 'If people in the world learn from me, it will be like entering the devil's way'?"

The little Taoist boy raised his head, "What is this? Which high-minded person said it in which classic?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It was said by a Buddhist monk."

In fact, Lu Chen already knew about Taotong's "crazy thoughts", and the answer in his mind was quite interesting. It was indeed just because Taotong couldn't express it.

The little Taoist boy said, "You know a lot."

Looking down at the fallen leaves on the ground, the little Taotong cursed in his heart that he was not a human being.

Lu Chen asked: "What's your name?"

The little Taoist boy was listless. He lowered his head and swept the fallen leaves into the dustpan. He whispered: "The Taoist priest calls me Ah You. It's You in the You time."

It's just that the little Taoist boy didn't say that this was the name that the master helped him choose. There's no point in talking about this to an outsider.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Now that I've been given the gift of burial, is there anything you want to do?"

The little Taoist boy picked up the broom in his hand and pointed in the direction of the Patriarch's Hall, but quickly put down the broom angrily. It was very disrespectful. If Master saw it, he would be in trouble. He was punished to copy scriptures until midnight. He stepped on the fallen leaves in the dustpan. , stepped on it a little firmer, and then continued to sweep the fallen leaves. The little Taoist boy said casually: "Our Taoist temple is poor. When I get rich, I will help gild the statue in the Patriarch's Hall. It can be regarded as wearing a brand-new clothes." Just put a layer of gold powder on it and it will be fine.”

Lu Chen exclaimed, "Ayou, you are so sincere. Why don't your ancestors show up quickly to be worthy of your innocent heart? Even if I am your ancestor, I will definitely show up immediately and have a good chat with you." sentence."

The little Taoist boy was so angry that he raised his broom and pointed it at the strange Taoist priest who spoke erratically, and said angrily: "I've tolerated you for a long time, it's almost done, otherwise I will call my senior brother to come and beat you!"

The little Taoist boy quickly added, "Brothers!"

Lu Chen was so happy that he held the railing with both hands, shook his legs, tapped his heels lightly on the railing, and asked with curiosity: "It's strange, why are you the only ones with so many Taoist temples on such a big mountain like Shen Gaozong?" How can a Taoist temple with such a wooden figure in the Patriarch's Hall be the poorest?"

The little Daotong said angrily: "It's none of your business."

In fact, not only myself, but also my senior brothers and uncles are very curious about this question. I only heard Master say that it is unusual for Taoist priests in a sect to have two branches and wear different Taoist crowns in the whole world.

For example, if the little Taoist boy really becomes a monk in the future, he will wear a Taoist crown, which is a lotus crown. It is different from the Taoist crown of the leader of Shengaozong Tianjun.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "I do know the reason. It's because Qi Tianjun received a favor from your ancestor to preach. When he became the sect leader, at first, he thought about the Taoist priests of two lines, and a bowl of water was even. Later, it was discovered that this was not possible, as there were many hidden dangers, which led to fewer and fewer Taoist temples in your lineage. Later, Qi Tianjun had to change a slightly different approach, and could only secretly help your lineage of incense. As a result, he found that It still didn't work, and as a result, the entire Aquarius Continent failed to meet his expectations. At least there was a Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown who founded a sect outside the mountain. It was not until very later that he finally understood the truth, what is the natural way of Taoism? , it turned out that he did something wrong with good intentions, and finally there was a Qingliang Sect in Luzhou, Beiju."

Lu Chen pointed at the big tree, "All things are like grass and trees, they flourish and wither, and live and die. The reason why the heaven and the earth can be long-lasting is because they do not generate themselves, so they can live forever."

The little Taoist boy was confused, so he stopped talking to avoid showing his timidity.

He suddenly asked: "Since you are a Taoist priest, why don't you call yourself a 'poor Taoist'?"

Lu Chen smiled and said: "The poor are not poor, the thieves are rich."

The little Taoist boy was a little envious. I don't have any money on my body, and I can't travel far away.

Lu Chen waved his hand, "You have misunderstood. I am saying that I am a Taoist. It just so happens that all things are like dogs and Tao is in the world."

Lu Chen raised his palm, slowly lowered it, and repeated the last four words, with only a subtle pause, "The Tao is in the sky, down below."

The little Taoist boy said, "You tell me your story, and I'll scan mine."

Lu Chen asked: "I said before that grass and trees have life and death, and everyone knows that the big tree next to you is still alive. So Ayou, I'm going to ask you, what do you think of the fallen leaves in the dustpan at your feet? What do you think? Think, life or death?”

The little Taoist boy shook his head.

Lu Chen raised his hands and hugged the back of his head, "Ayou, I'm not bragging. This is the most dangerous time in my life that I have discussed Taoism with others. Gee, it's so dangerous. I almost couldn't become a Taoist priest."

The little Taoist raised his head and smiled.

He was beaten.

Lu Chen said seriously: "Ayou, you are mistaken again. I am asking a question to a very old and senior 'Taoist'. Guess what?"

In fact, the earliest Taoist priest in the world was talking about the monk.

The little Taoist boy held the broom in his arms and blinked.

Lu Chen showed a dazed look, tilted his head back three times, and said softly: "Not to mention this fish pond, he looked at a bowl of water, and there were 88,000 insects. The Taoist priest and I traveled together in the human world for several years During this period, I saw the size, quantity, length, before and after, and life and death, but I was still not convinced, so the man took me to a strange and strange world. The world was so vast and deep that it was infinite, with countless possessions. There are countless small worlds, and there are so many creatures, really just like the sand of the Ganges River, and I am one of them. I have gone through countless hardships and spent countless time to achieve success in cultivation. If I were left here, I would be in that world. , just a sigh can make thousands of stars disappear into ashes, and a raise of my hand can make hundreds of... ascension realm monks all die. In the end, I started to travel far away, and visited the so-called Xiaoqian. In the world, I have seen countless weird creatures, and I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed. I began to choose to sleep deeply, and I don’t know how many millions of years have passed. When I woke up, the seemingly eternal stars were gone, and the last certain One day, suddenly the sky opened up, and I followed that path. It seemed that half of the world's endless Taoist energy, magic, and magical powers were wrapped around me. I was able to finally leave that place. As a result..."

Little Daotong heard that Mr. Shu was telling stories and quickly asked, "What happened?"

Lu Chen said with a smile: "I know what will happen next, and I will explain it next time."

The little Taoist boy sighed and understood, "Just think that I owe you three cents, okay?"

Lu Chen then raised his arm and asked with a smile: "Ayou, if we are bitten by a mosquito, do we like to scratch it with our nails like this?"

The little Taoist boy raised a finger, as if making a cross, and said with a smile, "I like to make two strokes."

Lu Chen nodded with a smile and pointed at himself, "That me is the red and swollen patch on my arm that was bitten by a mosquito, and was crushed to death by someone's finger."

The little Taoist boy opened his mouth wide, and finally couldn't help but stick out his thumb, "What a story!"

It’s really worth the three cents!

Lu Chen smiled and said: "That's why I have never been able to break through the situation. Master is the most lazy and unwilling to answer my questions. As a disciple, what can I do? I can only find some answer myself."

The little Taoist boy held the broom in his arms and was speechless for a long time. He just felt that the story told by the Taoist Master was not very exciting. There were no scholarly fox charms or real people on the altar to punish evil spirits. It was just a bit weird, but I heard it well. He was reluctant to tell his fellow apprentices. After all, it cost him three pennies. In the end, the little Taoist boy couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Where did the Taoist priest come from?"

Lu Chen smiled and waved: "To be honest, I am an expert in palm reading. Ayou, come here, spread your hands and help you check your fortune."

The little Taoist immediately became vigilant. Is this a long-term plan to catch a big fish? In the final analysis, is it still trying to cheat me out of my money?

Lu Chen complained: "I won't charge you!"

The little Taoist boy asked: "Have you noticed that your palmistry is bad, so you have to charge extra money so that you can lose money and eliminate disasters?"

Lu Chen gasped, how could such a genius come out of his own family? It will be a good material for setting up a fortune-telling stall with me in the future.

The little Taoist boy hesitated for a moment, but finally looked gloomy. He pursed his lips, put down the broom, said goodbye to the Taoist priest, and gave a Taoist greeting. Then he bent down, lifted the dustpan with both hands, and dumped the fallen leaves in the distance.

Lu Chen sighed.

The child originally wanted to ask about his last name, but as the words came to his lips, he still felt that it was not necessary.

When the child emptied a dustpan of fallen leaves and turned around, he saw that the young Taoist priest sitting on the railing had disappeared.

Lu Chen had sneaked up to the threshold of the Taoist temple hall and waved again and again to the old Taoist priest with a shabby robe who was leading the endorsement. The old Taoist saw it for the first time, smiled and shook his head, and continued to endorse. The second time he saw the young Taoist priest with an unfamiliar face was still at the threshold. The old Taoist waved vigorously over there, and the old Taoist frowned slightly, and his eyes indicated that he was not free for the time being. When he saw it for the third time, the old Taoist, as the master of Yiguan, stood up angrily and strode towards the door, about to scold him. In a sentence, I never thought that my opponent would touch his sleeve with one hand, grab my hand with the other, and pat it gently.

The old temple master didn't need to lower his head and weigh it, alas, it's just some yellow and white stuff from the mountain, that's all, it's just a little lighter.

The young Taoist priest took out another handful of "copper coins" and continued to pat the old temple master's hand. The latter lowered his head slightly, lowered his gaze, and his eyes lit up, huh?

It turned out to be the snow money on Sanke Mountain? !

The old temple master waited for a moment, and when he saw that the other party was no longer touching his sleeve, he lightly clenched his fist, twisted his wrist, and put it into his sleeve. Without any words, he pulled the other party away and asked directly: "What's wrong, fellow Taoist?" You know Pindao’s ‘Qiuhao Guan’, but there is still a quota for private sex? Do fellow Taoists understand the rules here?”

The implication is that this Taoist temple's private urn is no better than the sect's official urn. Nowadays, the Dali court has strict control. If you get a private urn, it will be okay to set up a roadside stall in the future, but it will be difficult to become an elegant hall. In short , it is difficult to defraud the emperors, generals, ministers and dignitaries out of their money.

The young Taoist priest smiled knowingly, "You don't know how to come? I just use it to show off to those who don't know how to do it."

The old temple leader lamented, stretched out his two fingers and gently twisted it, "Fellow Taoist knows the rules but doesn't understand the market. You have to pay more."

The old temple owner lowered his voice again and said: "We agreed, no refunds!"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Forget it if you add more money, I'm just paving the way for that Ah You."

The old Taoist was stunned, "Are you Ayou's long-lost father?"

Lu Chen chuckled and said, "Take a guess, Master."

The old Taoist was unwilling to let go of this scapegoat, and continued to persuade him: "You know, fellow Taoist, Pindao is a small Taoist temple, but it can never escape the quota of one disciple every ten years. This is what our Qi Tianjun has agreed on long ago. According to the rules, Ayou is still young after all. There are a lot of uncles and senior brothers in the temple, and it will be his turn in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse in the Year of the Monkey? The examination at the Zongmen Ancestral Hall is strict, and whoever goes there will definitely be awarded the nun. Once Those who recommend people but fail to pass the ordination will lose their place in the next ten years. However, in Qiu Hao Guan, they are all members of the family and monks. Regardless of the quality of their character, the ancestors have made the decision. There is a rule that says, 'If someone has outstanding merits and deeds, he or she can be promoted to the imperial palace.' Actually speaking, our Qiu Hao Guan can grant the imperial palace by ourselves. It is true that it is not more valuable than the sect's ancestor hall, but the identity of the imperial student is also true. Well, when the time comes to wear a lotus crown on his head, he will no longer be a real Taoist priest? These are not just random things made by a poor Taoist. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

The old man nodded when he saw the young Taoist, but he didn't pay. Urgent.

Lu Chen looked at the old temple master whose robes had been washed white, and then at his man who was thinking about how to gild the Patriarch, how the entire Patriarch Hall would be renovated, how the scenery would be restored, and how to meet him again when he came back. Several neighboring Taoist temples came to show off, so that when they offer incense to their ancestors in the future, they can straighten their backs a little more... Lu Chen felt dumbfounded for a while with a series of thoughts. In any case, Taoist temples are poor and have a good reputation.

Lu Chen patted the old Taoist on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't cry about poverty with me. It makes me, the founder, almost cry. When I turn around, I will tell Qi Zhen and let him open a solo show." The Ceremony of Ceremony will give us, Ayou, a real identity as a student of Lu..."

Listening to the young Taoist priest's rebellious words, the old monk was so angry that he was about to punch the young Taoist in the chest, "Shut up!"

Lu Chen moved to the side and dodged the punch. It was not that he felt ashamed of being hit by the punch, but he was really worried that the punch would land in the right place and be bad for the old viewer. Lu Chen stretched out his hand and said with a playful smile: "This is it. Is the deal broken? Give me the money back!"

The old temple master's face turned livid, he sighed, and was about to take out the money that had been put into his pocket. He said, "Fellow Taoist, you are stingy."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Oh?"

The next moment, the old viewer rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The young Taoist in front of him is wearing a lotus crown.

As for the lotus crown, no matter whether it is a true Taoist priest or a fake Taoist priest, they will never dare to risk the disapproval of Taoism in the world. Who dares to imitate this Taoist temple without authorization, let alone wear it on his head without authorization to show off in the market.

What's more, Qiu Hao Guan is still in the realm of Shen Gao Sect.

So the next moment, the old Taoist master's eyes filled with tears and he was so excited that he staggered back a few steps, fell to his knees, and began to kowtow to his old master. The old Taoist's lips trembled, and he was so stunned that he couldn't utter a single word, and fell to the ground. I couldn't help it, my face was full of tears, but I couldn't hold it back, so I burst into tears.

Over the years, starting from me, the current monastery master, who was not very qualified, and then working his way up, generations of monastery masters seemed to have practiced Taoism for a lifetime, only to achieve a big "poor character", and their lives were miserable.

Lu Chen knelt down and patted the old Taoist's shoulder. He was so poor that he couldn't even touch his flesh. He smiled and comforted softly: "I know, I know, it's not easy for everyone."

The old Taoist cried so sadly that he finally remembered that the person squatting next to him was his ancestor, Headmaster Bai Yujing. He quickly wiped away his tears and was about to get up. When he looked up, he found that the ancestor had sat on the ground at some point. The old temple leader shrank his head and shoulders fearfully and sat on the ground together.

Lu Chen then stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go. Remember, when Qi Zhen comes back from the wild world, you can tell Qi Zhen that A'you is now my direct disciple and let him take care of his own affairs."

The old temple master nodded vigorously, and with another dazzle, there was no trace of his ancestor.

Lu Chen was traveling across continents, passing by the sea between the two continents, and looked down.

The fish phase is created by water, and the human phase is created by Tao.

Thinking back to those days, I seem to have heard a question and answer session with my own ears.

The Master said, Tao cannot float on the sea on a boat.

The student replied, why study for the sake of learning.

Lu Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky. He suddenly accelerated Yu Feng's figure, stopped for a moment, then dropped his figure and looked straight down at the mountains and rivers.

Arriving outside the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect Muyi Mountain, Lu Chen only changed his appearance slightly.

Soon several ancestors came here. Wei Yusong was greatly surprised and asked softly: "I wonder if the real person is coming..."

Lu Chen coughed and said straight to the point: "That magic weapon that Pindao gave as a congratulatory gift back then?"

Several old masters looked at each other. Wei Yusong was the first to notice something was wrong and said angrily: "Kill him!"

Damn it, how dare you pretend to be a real fire dragon and come to Muyi Mountain to play tricks? !

As soon as the sect's celebration was over, the previous sect master had secretly returned that magic weapon to Master Huolong. Not to mention, I heard Zhu Quan talk about the general process. Her father, the previous sect leader, also had a relationship with the old master. After being very polite, the old man stroked his beard and smiled. One had to give, the other was determined not to accept, one was determined, and the other was rude. It was probably the scene where the seniors were kind and the juniors understood etiquette. In the end, the old master couldn't resist. He patted his sect leader on the shoulder, with a pleased look in his eyes. He was almost like the old master who congratulated the sect on the 37-30 split. He said something that he didn't know whether to take seriously or just for the occasion. The general meaning was, "Old Master." The real person promises that in the next few hundred years, those ten days of each year will not be taken care of elsewhere. Anyway, it is not appropriate for sword cultivators from any continent to come here to learn swordsmanship.

To put it simply, it's probably like "I'm familiar with the Tao, and I've covered your Muyishan Patriarch Hall"?

Lu Chen escaped with great luck, and he was worthy of being a real Huolong.

In one step, he came directly to the Qingliang Sect of his own Taoist lineage.

It's a pity that the direct disciple is not in the mountain now.

An attic with white walls and glazed tiles, and bells hanging from the four corners under the eaves.

In addition, there are some huts in the mountains, which can be regarded as monks' mansions.

For a sect-headed fairy family, whether it is the size of the site or the atmosphere of the mansion, it is indeed a bit too shabby.

Fortunately, He Xiaoliang still had a small hole in his hand.

Otherwise, as my master and ancestor, I would have to cry a lot of bitter tears.

In fact, the fly whisk that Chen Ping'an obtained in Fairy Hairpin City is the most suitable for his female disciple.

The graceful lady lives in seclusion in the mountains, holding a fly whisk in hand, complementing each other.

It's just that Lu Chen dared to ask for it, but even if he succeeded, he didn't dare to actually give it away. Chen Pingan will definitely be chased and chopped down by then, and there will probably be no room for negotiation.

A sword light flashed in front of his eyes, his intention was not to hurt anyone, but more of a warning.

Lu Chen stumbled and cursed, "What a great disciple, how dare you bully your master and destroy your ancestor!"

The female cultivator hurriedly put away the flying sword. The man shook and almost hit her flying sword. If he hadn't put away the sword quickly, she would have turned from scary to murderous.

The woman said in a deep voice: "My Taoist friend broke into the Qingliang Sect without permission. Don't you know the consequences?"

I saw the young Taoist priest pat his head, and an ordinary lotus crown appeared, and said hurriedly: "My family, my family!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, "Who is Taoist Fellow Taoist?"

Lu Chen didn't answer the question and said with a smile: "It seems that our Sect Leader He cares about you the most."

This young female crown, Taoist name Ganji. Exactly half a tangerine?

She rolled her eyes.

It's ironic, right? You like to poke holes in your heart, right?

The master is the most partial, and he is the least popular.

The two senior sisters, when they became the master's disciples, the meeting gifts were a colorful elk and a close object respectively. When they came to their side, well, it was just a few oranges, the most common oranges in the markets under the mountain...

At first, she thought that Master had some other meaning, and that it was actually some kind of panacea. But when she chewed it slowly and finished eating, there really was no mystery anymore. The only unusual treatment was that every time Master went out to travel down the mountain, he would come back to the mountain. Every time, I would bring her a few oranges.

Lu Chen turned his head to look somewhere and said with a smile: "He is so lucky that even I, his junior brother, would envy him."

The master is not on the mountain now and has gone on a long trip to Liuxiazhou. She first informed her colleagues to come here quickly. Then following the sight of the young Taoist priest, Ganji saw the fence in the distance. There once was a Mr. Li. He was invited to the mountains by his master to teach them and solve their doubts. Moreover, before going down the mountain, Mr. Li personally planted some flowers and plants, including ivy, morning glory, and a bowl lotus in a small water tank. Strangely enough, it is obviously an ordinary bowl lotus, not a fairy flower, but every time During the flower blooming season, in the small water tank, the green water will bloom with spring waves, the standing leaves will emerge from the water, and the flowers will bloom three hundred colors.

Lu Chen sat down in the corridor, stretched out his finger, and shook it gently, and the bell began to sway, tinkling, tinkling, ringing and sweet.

There are different types of fish lovers. Some people like to fish and eat fish, while others only like to raise and feed fish.

Except for Nu Guan Ganji, all the direct descendants of the sect masters who stayed in the mountain have arrived here.

Lu Chen held his chin with one hand and was lost in thought. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "I heard that the great swordsman Bai Shang from the north once made a bold statement to He Xiaoliang?"

It seems that He Xiaoliang should not expect to reach the Ascension Realm in Beiju Luzhou in this life.

Just as Lu Chen was about to stand up, at this moment, he vaguely saw the senior brother standing there on the other side of the fence, as if he had been standing there many years ago, smiling and shaking his head in his direction, and clearly saying, "When you return to Bai Yujing, be careful what happens in the future." In a certain sword battle, you must protect your senior brother Yu Dou and a white jade capital.