Talk about the world of mortals in detail

When Taoist Xue used the blind method to walk out of the palace, the people from the Yin Division had also arrived. They saw the pair of Yin servants and observed their clothes and walking movements with some curiosity.

It turns out that the messenger from the underworld is indeed very similar to the portrait in the temple. It turns out that the emperor died just like this, and was taken away by an underworld messenger.

Naturally, the team of undercover men also felt Taoist Xue's gaze and realized that this Taoist could actually see them.

It's just that the two sides just looked at each other and saluted each other as they passed by, and left without any greeting. One side stayed away from the palace, and the other side was close to the other side, shouting and crying.

The palace and even the entire government and the public were in chaos because of the emperor's death.

However, one thing is still gratifying for Mr. Xue. Although there will definitely be open and secret fights, at least in the midst of the chaos, the court still announced the death of the emperor and at the same time declared the Four Dragon Kings Sect to be a cult.

And the blame for the emperor's death was blamed on the evil cult of the Four Dragon Kings.

As long as there is this imperial notice, the already shaky Four Dragon Kings Sect will lose its orthodoxy and collapse soon.

Even though there are still some stubborn diseases, the local government will take action, and the various Taoist circles also have reasons to take action. Even from the perspective of practitioners, it will be more convenient for the earthly gods to deal with demons.

To Xue Daoren's expectation, the power struggle in the court ended much faster than he imagined.

It was not because Taoist Xue saw it, but because the imperial court had a new notice, and this notice was issued only for him, Xue Yuan. Yes, the imperial court wanted to invite this national master to return to his position.

After the palace coup that led to the death of the emperor, Daoren Xue did not leave the capital for more than a month. Instead, he bought some medicinal materials in the capital for his own healing and cultivation.

However, when Daoren Xue felt that his body had almost recovered and was about to leave the city, he saw a notice about him at the city gate. He stood there like everyone else, watching or listening to the content read.

"Who is this Master Xue?" "The superiors said that it was Master Xue who broke the evil sect of the Four Dragon Kings."

"It's a pity that Master Xue was still a step too late. His Majesty was harmed by a cult."

"You are really a master, don't you covet the position of national master?"

"What do you know? Master Xue has achieved immortality and is no longer a mortal. Do you value this?"

"I see."

Taoist Xue did not stand out in the crowd at all. He was not wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe. Although he had a bun on his head, his hair looked a little sloppy and he looked a little sloppy.

"Hey, that's ridiculous."

After muttering to himself in a low voice, Taoist Xue went straight out of the city gate without any soldiers blocking him.

There is no face of Taoist Xue on the notice. Who can recognize the real face?

Xue Daoren, who is not a national teacher, does not admit it at all. Naturally, it is nonsense, but he knows that only when the power struggle determines the winner, the prince who has not yet ascended the throne will have the energy to do such a thing.

All the way out of the capital, the pedestrians on the official road gradually distanced themselves from each other, and the flow of people gradually became sparse.

"Have some tea. If you're passing by, stop and have some tea."

There is a tea shed on the roadside. There are waiters shouting outside the tea shed. People are sitting at two of the five tables in the shed.

Taoist Xue had only been out of the city for less than two hours, and his legs did not feel tired at all, so he just glanced at the tea shed and continued forward, with no intention of staying for a rest.

However, the waiter in the tea shed over there was very persistent. When he saw Taoist Xue walking over, he even ran to the back and shouted.

"This guest, this Taoist priest~~~Although the shop is small, the tea is fragrant~~~"

Taoist Xue paused for a moment and looked at the tea shed over there with slight surprise. With his current appearance, how could this young man call out the title "Taoist Master"?

Looking over there carefully, I noticed that the aura of the tea shed man was clear and clear, and he didn't have any bad aura at all. I just felt that he was an exceptionally smart person, which was very rare!

Maybe it was fate. After thinking about it, Taoist Xue actually turned around and went back to the tea shed.

He found an empty table and sat down. When the waiter came to clean the table, Xue Daoren asked curiously.

"Little brother, how do you know that I am a Taoist?"

The so-called Taoist bun is actually not a Taoist bun. In fact, it is very common. Some people, including old farmers and even Confucian scholars, will do it this way.

"Oh, well, isn't this identifiable at a glance? We are just a small shop and don't have so many famous teas to choose from. Does the Taoist priest mind?"

"I don't mind, I'll do whatever I want!"

After Taoist Xue finished speaking, he smelled a particularly fresh aroma of tea. Just by smelling it, he felt as if he was in a quiet environment of mountains and forests, with the breeze blowing and the vegetation swaying.

The waiter put a teapot on the table, opened a tea cup and poured a pot of tea for Mr. Xue. The fragrance was even more obvious, making Mr. Xue almost intoxicated.

"You can tell it's good tea just by smelling its aroma. Isn't this a famous tea? May I ask, little brother, what kind of tea is this?"

The guy smiled and replied.

"Many years ago, my master was walking quickly with others in the mountains to take shelter from the rain. When the rain gradually increased, he found a tea shed under an ancient pine tree in the mountain. Inside, there was an old man cooking tea. The tea was called Songwu, and it was an unusual tea. , but made from the special pine needles of ancient pine trees!”

"So this is Matsugiri?"

When Xue Daoren asked this question, the man smiled and nodded.

"Of course!"

When Taoist Xue saw the waiter leave, he opened the lid of the teapot and looked inside. Sure enough, he saw a few pine needles inside. Then he picked up the teacup, blew it and took a sip.

The fragrance of tea and the slightly bitter and sweet tea flavor immediately penetrated into his heart, making Taoist Xue close his eyes slowly

"You don't want to be a good national teacher?"

A familiar voice with a sense of strangeness suddenly came into his ears. Taoist Xue was slightly stunned and subconsciously clenched the teacup. He put the teacup down before opening his eyes. An old man was sitting at the table, wiping his hands with his clothes.

The person was still the same person, and the voice was still the same voice, but Taoist Xue felt as if he was in another world.

"Mr. Yu. This tea stall."

The old man nodded.

"I opened this teahouse!"

"Is it just for you?"

"Hahahahaha. I'm waiting for you, and I'm also doing a favor for passersby."

The two of them were talking here, as if the other tables in the teahouse didn't hear them. They were drinking tea or chatting quietly. No one turned around to look at them, and no one was making noise.

Taoist Xue had a lot to say to the master he hadn't seen for many years, but in the end, he first spoke about what happened recently.

"Are these evil dragons of the Four Dragon Kings the work of the old man?"

Yu Weng glanced at the other tables in the teahouse, thought about it, and answered.

"It's not my work, but it's related."

At this time, Shi Sheng, who was dressed as a waiter in the teahouse, also came over and sat down at the table naturally and asked with a smile.

"Does Taoist Xue know who the four dragons are?"

How could Taoist Xue not understand that this waiter was not an ordinary person?

"Please teach me, little brother, no, please teach me, senior!"

Shi Sheng smiled and glanced at the other tables over there.

"That's a long story. If you don't mind, I'll tell you about it!" Seeing that Taoist Xue was listening attentively, Shi Sheng smiled and talked about the past. "This story started when I was young and playful, and it started with a dragon with mixed patterns." Shi Sheng's story was like listening to a heavenly book to Taoist Xue now, and the shock in his heart was indescribable. The story lasted until the afternoon, and Taoist Xue understood many secrets. Even the Demon-Subduing Emperor, who now has some temples in Daegu, turned out to be a god in this story. When Shi Sheng finished speaking, Taoist Xue was a little bit unbelievable. This was too far away from mortals and too magical. "It turns out that this four dragon kings cult is so involved. They are really brave." Taoist Xue sighed, and someone at the table over there snorted coldly. "He's so bold, but unfortunately he can't hide it, and his courage bursts directly!"

Master Xue was shocked and turned to look at the tables over there. It turned out that they couldn't hear it? No, it's been so long, and these tea drinkers are still here?

The tea drinkers at the tables over there all turned their heads, and some even stood up.

Master Xue realized that he had actually ignored these people. They were men and women, each with extraordinary demeanor and unknown fate. Some were extraordinary and heroic, some were bright and beautiful, some had cold faces, and some were smiling, looking at him with a bit of curiosity.

"Old Yi, is this the third apprentice you want to accept?"

Jiang Lang said this, and Yan Shouyun beside Qi Zhongbin widened his eyes and looked at the master beside him, asking in a low voice.

"Master, will this be my uncle from now on?"

Du Xiaolin said with a smile.

"Just as the master said, why don't you try to be the national teacher? It's not your first time anyway!"

"Xiao Lin, stop joking."

Zhuo Qing pulled Du Xiao Lin, who smiled with her hands covering her mouth.

Master Xue just stared at these people blankly, with a sense of excitement rising in his heart.

At this moment, Hui Mian appeared on Yu Weng's shoulder and said to Master Xue.

"Xue boy, why don't you call me Master?"

The excitement and excitement in Master Xue's heart finally came out. He stood up and left his seat, and knelt down and kowtowed to Yu Weng who was sitting at the table.

"Disciple Xue Yuan greets Master, Disciple Xue Yuan, greets Master, greets Master, greets Master."

Each greeting was a kowtow, until Yu Weng stretched out his hand to hold Xue Yuan's head.

"That's enough!"

Master Xue raised his head, Yu Weng smiled, and Hui Mian jumped on his shoulder and laughed.

Shi Sheng and Qi Zhongbin looked at each other. The master's smile was strange. Yes, this junior brother seemed to be unaware of the master's changes.

When they thought of this, the brothers smiled at each other, with a bit of joking in their thoughts.