Taiping Inn

After the white mist dissipated, Li Xuandu found that he was in a forest land with towering trees. He didn't know that he could not see the canopy at first sight. It was green and trunks were thick, and dozens of people could not hug each other.

Li Xuandu stood under this tree, as small as an ant. However, the gap between trees is extremely large, so the forest will not cover the sky, and the sun will shine, forming huge spots of light on the ground.

Li Xuandu looked around. The green grass was full of flowers, which made people feel refreshed. He slowly walked forward. After walking out of the forest area, his eyes suddenly became clear. It was such a big green area, with green grasses everywhere, not half of them. The weeds sway in the wind, like blue waves, planted with all kinds of rare flowers that Li Xuan knew or did not know. They bloomed in one place, with dazzling colors and a strange fragrance.

At this time, Li Xuandu was standing on a gentle hill with a gentle slope. There was a lake not far away. Countless sunlight jumped on the lake surface, like dazzling stars, shining with seven colors of light, and instead covered the lake water. Original color. On the lakeside, there are many rare beasts walking around, either lowering their heads to drink water, or playing.

Li Xuan only felt that such a strange sight was hard to have in the world, so he walked towards the lakeside.

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As he got closer, Li Xuandu found that there was a village below the hills and between the lakes. It was just because he was just above and the village was located below the hills, so he could not see it.

Li Xuandu walked to the entrance of the village, without any stone tablets or other objects, and even no portal to be deliberately built. Looking around, this village was really strange. Not only did there be only one street from beginning to end, and this street was incompatible with the surrounding environment. It seemed that a bustling city in the imperial capital was forcibly intercepted here, and there were people coming and going on the streets, mixed with fish and dragons.

Li Xuan remembered what Xu Wugui said about "interesting people". He raised his mind and did not dare to be careless at all. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward.

As Li Xuandu stepped into the village, everything was quiet, but after a moment of silence, everything became vivid and noisy again.

A man walked towards Li Xuandu and looked him up and down, "Breaking face, new?"

Li Xuan didn't answer and asked back, "Who is your lord?"

This man was wearing a white-washed cloth and a square scarf. He looked like an unsuccessful shopkeeper and a first-class accounting room. He was shining in his eyes and was in the "Xuandu Zifu". Obviously not Ordinary people waited, and he said, "My family is a hundred miles away, and I return to the river."

Li Xuan was shocked.

Bailiu, the sect leader of Taiping Sect in the late Jin Dynasty, had few sect leaders of different surnames, so Li Xuan both remembered them deeply.

Li Xuandu was silent for a moment and replied, "Huainan Prefecture, Li Xuandu."

Hearing the three words "Huainan Prefecture", Baili Guiliu was not surprised, but said, "I see that the aura in you is indeed the inheritance of my Taiping Sect, but it has a lot to do with the Qingwei Sect. Your surname is Li , What is the relationship with the Li family of Beihai Prefecture?”

Li Xuandu said, "I am a child of the Li family, the 'ru' generation."

Baili Guiliu stroked his beard gently and shook his head and said, "It is really strange that the children of the Li family are the leaders of Qingwei and Taiping families, and are also the sect leader. Is it really strange that Taiping Taoism has been reunited?"

After saying that, he fell into deep thought and no longer paid attention to Li Xuandu. Li Xuan didn't know how he saw through his identity as the leader of the Taiping Sect, and he couldn't ask questions, so he had to continue moving forward.

He found that although people came and went on this street, his eyes were a little confused and he ignored Li Xuan. Only a very small number of people could do what they did as Baili Guiliu.

There were two people playing chess by the roadside, one of them drank, but they only occasionally glanced at the chessboard and then looked at the opponent. His opponent was holding a white chess piece with two fingers, refusing to fall down for a long time, and was frowning and thinking.

Li Xuan stopped and watched the chess without saying a word.

After a while, the man holding the white zi suddenly said, "Okay, let's do it!" He said, putting a white zi on the chessboard.

The drinking man nodded, put down the wine pot in his hand, and put a black piece. The man holding the white piece had figured out more than ten chess pieces, and then he put a white piece. The drinking man set a black piece again, and the two of them got down. After more than ten years of hard work, the man holding the white boy sighed and shook his head and said, "You won."

Seeing that the drinker was winning, he didn't see any joy on his face and said, "You have a sophisticated chess. These dozens of chess have reached an extremely high level. I just couldn't think of another step. It's a pity, it's a pity! "The regret is beyond words.

The man holding the white piece threw a piece that had not fallen back into the chess box and turned to look at Li Xuandu who was watching the chess, "There is a disaster in this game of chess, which includes both living together and immortality, or Restoring, or regaining energy, and gathering flowers, it is extremely complicated. Did you understand?”

Li Xuandu shook his head, "I never understood it."

The man holding Baizi asked, "Who are you? He actually cared about the 'Thirteen Swords of Taiyin' of my Yin-Yang Sect?"

Li Xuan was stunned. Unexpectedly, he just met a sect leader of Taiping Sect, and now he met the master of Yin and Yang Sect again.

Li Xuandu asked back, "Is it very strange that the Yin-Yang Sect's method of refining sword slaves is spread outside? If it is not spread outside, how can we refine sword slaves?"

Hearing this, the man was displeased and said, "What is the method of refining a sword slave? When did my Yin-Yang Sect do such a thing?"

Li Xuandu said: "There are no predecessors, and the future generations may not be."

The man who held Baizi looked at Li Xuan for a moment, withdrew his gaze and stopped talking.

The man holding the black pieces started drinking again, but ignored Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu collected his thoughts and was about to move forward. At this moment, another person passed by Li Xuandu, chanting a Buddhist name and saying, "The Buddha passed down the three studies of precepts, concentration, and wisdom. The Shurangama Sutra says: 'Control the mind for precepts, because of precepts, concentration, and wisdom.' If you can not have the heart of winning or losing when you make a move, you will be close to the way. The Dhammapada says: 'The winner will resent, and the loser will despise himself. Get rid of the heart of winning or losing, and be at peace without quarrels.' Daoyou Wang has too much heart of winning or losing, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to reach the highest level of chess skills."

The man holding the black pieces Hearing this, the man put down the wine pot in his hand and scolded: "You are a Buddhist monk, but you dare to enter my Taoist holy land. You can't get rid of the word 'greed'. You are still talking about the three studies of Buddha here. You are really shameless."

The monk was thick-skinned and unmoved. He said: "You are a Taoist, and this place is a Taoist holy land, but why are you and others trapped here?"

Li Xuandu listened for a while and saw that the two began to argue verbally, quoting scriptures at length, which was really boring, so he continued to move forward.

These people are the "interesting people" mentioned by Xu Wugui. They are all ancient people and servants of "Xuandu Zifu". Trapped in "Xuandu Zifu", they are forced to merge with the Tao and cannot leave. Moreover, it is difficult for them to improve their realm and cultivation. They can only stay where they are for thousands of years.

These people are not immortals, because even if immortals are trapped in the "Xuandu Purple Mansion", they still have a last resort, which is to ascend to heaven on the spot. That's why Xu Wugui said that the people here are all pseudo-immortals, who are better than those who have lost their minds, but their abilities are quite limited.

To be fair, if they were not in the "Xuandu Purple Mansion", these people might not be much better than Li Xuandu, so Li Xuandu was not afraid of them, nor did he think that these people were the gatekeepers who made Xu Wugui very afraid and think that they could compete with the saints of the School of Mind.

Not long after Li Xuandu walked, he saw the Taoist nun who had fought with Xu Wugui before. She looked depressed, the whisk in her hand had burn marks, and a colorful feather fan was pinned to her waist.

At this time, the Taoist nun was bargaining with a strange man with a sheep's head in a shop similar to a medicine shop. She felt Li Xuandu's sight, looked back, recognized Li Xuandu, and subconsciously reached out to touch the colorful feather fan on her waist, but halfway through, she seemed to think of something, stopped her hand, pursed her red lips, snorted coldly, and ignored Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu remembered that Xu Wugui said that this Taoist nun was originally an elf incarnation, and it was probably because of the "Xuandu Zifu".

No wonder "Xuandu Zifu" is called "the fairy capital on the ground", it is indeed very mysterious.

The Taoist nun quickly finished the business with the guy with a sheep's head and left in a hurry. The strange man with a sheep's head and a human body also reminded Li Xuandu of a mythical beast called "Tulu" recorded in "Shan Hai Jing", which has a sheep-like head but four horns and feeds on humans.

The earth thread looked at Li Xuandu, with undisguised greed in his eyes, but he was afraid of Li Xuandu's cultivation and the "human world" in his hand, and there seemed to be some rules in this place, so he didn't dare to move.

Li Xuandu continued to move forward, and then found that at the end of the street was a temple full of wild style, simple, rough, without too many decorative details, as if it was excavated at random.

At this moment, a "person" walked out of the temple. He was tall and burly, with a human head and a tiger body, but he walked upright strangely. The human head was a man's appearance, and there was nothing surprising.

With the appearance of this "person", Li Xuandu suddenly felt depressed. This kind of depression was invisible and intangible, just like an ordinary person encountering a tiger in the mountains. An ordinary adult man weighs at most 200 kilograms, and an adult tiger weighs more than 500 kilograms, and the palm force can reach an appalling 2,000 kilograms. You must know that a Liaodong cavalryman weighs only 2,000 kilograms when both the man and the horse are wearing armor. Therefore, ordinary people would die almost at the first touch against a mature tiger. To be able to subdue a tiger without weapons or bows and arrows, one must be a master in the martial arts world.

This is the difference in strength between Li Xuandu and the "person" in front of him.

Li Xuandu could be sure in an instant that this "person" was the gatekeeper mentioned by Xu Wugui. If he guessed correctly, this was the legendary "Luwu God".

"Classic of Mountains and Seas" says: "Four hundred miles southwest is Kunlun Hill, which is actually the capital of the emperor, and the god Luwu governs it. The god has a tiger body and nine tails, a human face and tiger claws. It is a god, in charge of the nine parts of the sky and the emperor's enclosure time."