Chapter 974: Family reunion

Bai Yujing, the highest point.
The young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown, lying on the railing, squinted and smiled. Anyway, I am idle. It’s better to sit back and watch the world. The sisters and sisters on the twelfth floor of the Fifth City can still follow Xianqier touched the edge.
Lu Chen looked at a palace in the high city. Someone over there had received a teaching decree. He had just set off and was ordered to Yufeng to come to the Shangqing Pavilion to see Lu Chen. The immortal monarch was already keenly aware of this person’s "rising" trajectory. I am quite envious of this person's fate. After all, being able to board the Shangqing Pavilion and overlook the entire Twelfth Floor of the Five Cities is a kind of privilege. Lu Chen waved towards the cyan figure, and said with a smile, "Jun Yang Xiaotian, this way."
The young Taoist priest landed gently, stood in the corridor, respectfully, and hit Lu Chen with the chief inspector, "Lingbao City Yang Ningxing, pay homage to Master Lu."
Lu Chen squinted and waved his hand: "I don't want to be free of courtesy or courtesy, just call me the uncle. Since you and Chen Ping'an are good friends who are good brothers, then you are close friends with me, and there are no outsiders here. , Who is polite to show, isn't it the reason?"
This Yang Ningxing, born in the Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Office of Luzhou, Beiju, went down to the Qingming world through the colorful sky, and finally reached the sky in one step, and then entered Bai Yujing. He became the named disciple of Brother Yu, and Lingbao City was also Brother Yu. It’s a place of proving the Tao, so Yang Ningxing is now practicing in Lingbao City.
Yang Ningxing still bowed his head, "Don't dare."
Lu Chen raised his face and said, "Senior nephew, don't do this. It will be boring. It's the student in black who has calculated Chen Ping'an twice, more cute."
Yang Ningxing raised his head and hesitated, "I wonder if Master Lu summoned the younger generation today?"
Lu Chen smiled and said: "There is nothing serious about you, I just want to take you to see the scenery together and do my best as an uncle master."
Although Yang Ningxing was at a loss, he did not dare to ask more questions.
Lu Chen stretched his fingers together and flicked his fingers at the center of Yang Ning's brows. In a short time, the latter's eyes turned golden yellow, and only felt that Yang Ning's dizziness, even if he tried his best to suppress the ripples of Dao Xin and the small world of the human body. With the shocking weather, he still couldn't help but shook his head slightly, put the back of his hand against his forehead, and then held the railing with one hand, finally stabilized his figure, Lu Chen smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I opened your eyes temporarily. , Can borrow a little vision with Bai Yujing, you will see what I see."
Sure enough, as Lu Zhangjiao said, Yang Ningxing found that what he saw right now was "Yang Ningxing."
Lu Chen turned around and looked at a tall building. Bai Yujing has the reputation of "leaning against the clouds and planting green peaches". A group of green lunars soars in the clouds and the Taoist officials are in the forest, with a blue face.
Lu Chen wanted to see the scenery of the world, in fact, it couldn't be simpler. With his own realm and the location of Bai Yujing, he could have a panoramic view of the people and scenes of the world, even the details, as if they were close at hand. However, it is necessary to find someone specifically to accurately find out the whereabouts of the other person, especially those who are proficient in hiding the secrets of the sky. It is not to say that it is a needle in a haystack. It is not easy to take the initiative, but it is quite difficult and extremely laborious. It's notoriously lazy, and Bai Yujing has a looking up tower, which is dedicated to staring at the movements of a monk on the top of the world. It's just that it's not without omissions. The blindness of the law committee under the world is indeed endless, and mysterious.
Lu Chen first took a trip to the Lizhu Cave and set up a stall in the town for more than ten years. Not long ago, he took a trip to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the wild world. It seemed to be just a nap, plus a blink of an eye. It's becoming more and more ridiculous.
After that, Yang Ning "followed" Lu Chen’s sight, as fast as an arrow, looking down through the layers of clouds, like a swift bird, overlooking the earth, seeing the outline of a continent, then the mountains and rivers winding like dragons and snakes, and then a tower The majestic city full of dragon luck is ultimately a Qingwu Temple built by a royal order...
"The world, combined with the state, Qingshen Dynasty, Qingwuguan. The world is getting smaller and bigger."
Lu Chen's sight shifted slightly, and he smiled and said, "The boy from Wuling is here, Jinyu Daochang Daozhong Cave, you must visit this place in the future, the king of rice thief Yuanlu, Wu Fu Qigu They all walked out from here. However, Yaxiang Yao Qing is not in the capital now, and has gone to protect the two gods and Taoists, Chaoge and Xu Jun. The Qingshen Dynasty is also one of the few places where temples are built, and one of them is hidden. The purple-clothed monk who is very powerful in swordsmanship, that is Jiang Xiu who is now famous. Jiang Xiu's swordsmanship is so high that he can break his wrist with your master. Jiang Xiu appeared this time. Bai Yujing asked for an explanation."
"This is Ruzhou, Chijin Dynasty, Yashan."
"This Chijin Dynasty has a ‘Lin Master’ and a Crow Mountain, and its martial arts are prosperous, and it is the best in the world. Lin Jiangxian came to our Qingming World as a guest, and he didn’t know what he wanted to ask for."
Hearing this, Yang Ning asked curiously: "Master Lu, is this Master Lin, is this an air trainer?"
After coming to Qingming World, even in Lingbao City where the Taoist officials are quite arrogant, as long as they talk about Lin Jiangxian, they are respected.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Just to say that in this life, Lin Jiangxian is not a qi practitioner, let alone a sword repairman, but is... a swordsman?"
"Xuanduguan Sun Daochang, the reason for the saying that'ashamed to live before Master Lin" is not only a kind of sympathy, but not a word of beauty, but Lin Jiangxian, who can indeed fight, very well! The rest of the world, together with the woman's martial Pei Cup in the Haoran world, the first in the three worlds, and Lin Jiangxian's first, the meaning is not the same, the Qingming world's first forest teacher, really can only be First, the gap between the second under Heaven and Lin Jiangxian is as big as the Ascension Realm and the Fifteenth Realm. The gap between Zhang Tiaoxia and Pei Cup is far less exaggerated. "
Yang Ning asked in doubt, "Swordsman?"
Lu Chen nodded, "Because with or without a long sword in hand, there are two Lin Jiangxians."
"It's a pity that there are thousands of martial arts practitioners in the Qingming world. No one has the right to let Lin Jiangxian use a sword."
"Look at this Youzhou again. Every time it snows here, it is always exceptionally heavy. This year is no exception. Snowflakes are almost as big as a fist. The ruins of the ancient battlefield, see it, are you so angry? If it weren’t for the Huayang Palace in Difeishan Mountain, and the Hongnong Yang family, each of them had superiors and guarded one side, they would not hesitate to kill one ascended monk every thousand years, and there would have been a turmoil of millions of Yin Soldiers. A few years ago, the Yang family came out of a peerless beauty who was all over the country, and she was at the age of her 28th birthday. You see, combing her hair under the curtain of water, her lazy sitting posture, beautiful, so beautiful, look at the post again. The full curvature of the spring stool... and how white the arm that holds the state, hey, why can't you not really look at her face, Hongnong Yang's doing things really is not authentic, this is anti-thief!"
Yang Ningxing couldn't do such a thing, he closed his eyes, but found it was useless at all. He could see what Lu Chen saw.
"Senior Nephew Yang, after listening to the teachings of Uncle Uncle as someone who came over, the Taoism will be advanced in the future. Don't do more of this kind of activity. It's too damaging. It's a great taboo in Taoism."
"Let’s take a look at Yongzhou. This is the smallest state in the Qingming world. It is similar to the Aquarius Island in the Haoran World. Isn’t that interesting? It was once a Taoist place in our continent in the early years, and now there is another fish symbol. In the dynasty, the young female emperor Zhu Xuan is building a Putian Taijiu. On the top of the mountain in the water, there is a long-standing lotus root temple. The temple is enshrined in the temple, and an old camphor tree outside the temple can be used for divination. The state is lucky and bad."
"This Zhu Xuan is a fickle woman. When she was young, she had hanged herself on a hook with Pang Dao for a hundred years. She said that she would marry brother Lu when she grew up. Hey, isn't it a good-looking woman who likes to talk like this is not a big deal?"
"Yongzhou, Bingjieshan, there is a great patriarch Long Xinpu who likes to spread ballads and prophecies the most, but the king and grandson who always likes Xuan Duguan, so infatuated, he is not at all like a spiritual trainer who proves longevity. This Yongzhou used to be the birthplace of the rice thief’s line, but the Taoist officials who were awarded at that time will not be belittled. Why did the rice thief be at its peak when the Taoist officials and those who were able to proceed step by step were destined to teach The number of alternate Taoist officials in the urn is as many as one million, and this is only on the table, Yang Ningxing, do you know what this number means?"
There are many feathers in Zhuzhou.
Qizhou, Xuanduguan. It is also a state that Lu Chen visits most often, a Taoist temple.
Yinzhou, Liangjingshan and Dachaozong were married in this way. The Chaoge sister who was re-examined by the Taoist name is really a good match. She has become a wedding dress for others to such a point. She is willing to be alone in Taoism, and she does not hesitate to let herself fall forever, just for the possibility of allowing ghosts to cultivate their lives. Taoist companion Xu Jun can hopefully take the lead in occupying a place among the fourteen realm monks.
At the entrance of a heavily forbidden cave in the Dachao Sect, Yao Qing suddenly raised his head with a smile on his face and shook his head, as if to remind Master Lu not to peep here.
Lu Chen was stunned, suddenly frustrated, jumped and yelled: "There are so many strange people and strangers in the world, is it possible that only the poor Dao will eat and support!"
In Youzhou, there is a purple-clothed monk who walks in the snow without a trace, chanting loudly, "Talk about Xuanxuan in the Cao Nu, talk about morality on the futon, and don't mention everything."
It seemed that the monk had noticed the clues, turned his head and smiled, and looked at Bai Yujing. The monk swiped his hand, the sword light between the sky and the earth exploded, cutting off the line of sight on the spot.
Lu Chen said in amazement: "Nephew, see you, Jiang Xiu's swordsmanship is very good, isn't it a well-deserved reputation? Poor way depends on people's eyes, has always been very accurate! Believe it or not, if Jiang Xiu is doing his best, a sword light can go straight. Bai Yujing?"
Yang Ning was speechless.
A secluded hill with snow pressed green bamboos. A handsome young man left the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace. He chose this place. He was eating a pot of winter bamboo shoots stewed with bacon. Two women were sitting at the table, one of them had dark skin. Don't wear wooden hairpins and straw sandals on your head, the other one is more in line with the appearance of a fairy in the general sense. He wears a green robe and is full of energy.
Lu Chen smiled and introduced the identities of the three to Yang Ningxing. "The little head teaches Zhang Fenghai, Lu Bixia, and of course it can be said that it is Sanxian Nie Bixia, and there is also a teacher's line."
Zhang Fenghai suddenly put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Teacher Lu, it has not been seen for many years."
After a while, Zhang Fenghai picked up the chopsticks again, obviously that line of sight had been withdrawn.
The last scene that Yang Ning saw in his field of vision was Sui Chu Gong, Guanquelou.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "A'literary' Gao Ping, scholars talk about military affairs on paper, and the defeated generals dare not speak bravely."
Lu Chen sighed, and with a touch of his hand, he removed the supernatural power that temporarily borrowed Yang Ning's nature.
Breathing water and drinking Shanlu, soldiers are sold in the sun and moonlight.
Cai Daohuang, who was hailed as the "moon-old man", used to be in charge of a marriage book.
Lu Chen personally determined one thing in the Lizhu Cave. The marriage book that "said useful and useless, said useless is extremely useful" has long since been in the hands of the old man who opened the wedding shop in the small town. Not surprisingly, this matter was once again behind the scenes of Old Man Yang, the drugstore.
Half of the marriage book had long been in the hands of Liu Qi. The reason why the latter traveled to a foreign land with his friend Cao Zu and came to Qingming from Haoran. It is very likely that he came to the remaining half of the marriage book. . Is that Chaoge? After all, the household registration of this female crown is that of the goddess.
Liu Qi's actions in this way are not considered a helpless act for nothing.
The most distinctive feature of Liu Qi Ci is the complaint of all lovers in the world who never became their relatives.
So trying to use the "whole marriage book" to draw red lines for lovers in the world, indeed fits Liu Qi's avenue.
Luopo Mountain Bamboo House, Aquarius Wufu Cui Cheng, the old man claimed to be a scholar all his life, and eventually only accepted two disciples, both of whom were anonymous. As a result, he accidentally taught boxing and taught him to a limit.
Lu Chen sighed.
It's not that Wufu is not free, and Cui Cheng has long been standing up.
The sun rises and the moon sets are all swordsmanship.
Lin Jiangxian, his old name is Xie Xinen, but he is also a pseudonym with a hidden head and tail.
The real name is probably written on the secret file of the Summer Palace of the Great Wall of Jianqi.
The old hermit official Xiao Deng, the new hermit official Chen Pingan. The old criminal officer Haosu, the new criminal officer Qi Shou.
For thousands of years on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, among the three sword repairmen with official titles, only the sacrificial officials who are still missing and unaware of life and death have always been old and never changed.
Seeing that Master Lu was in deep thought, Yang Ning stepped back three steps, hit the chief, and whispered, "Master Lu, will the juniors leave this place?"
Lu Chen returned to his senses and smiled: "Together."
Holding the railing with one hand, Lu Chen went to the side of Shenxiao City.
The current lord of Shenxiao City is already Jiang Yunsheng who looks like a little Taoist boy.
The former city lord, Yao Kejiu, was named "Near Ancient", but he finally failed to return to his hometown.
A good flower is like an old man, and a cup is empty without drinking, but unfortunately an old man is not like a flower.
On the head of the city in his hometown, there was a young Jianxiu named Fang Ai who picked up the whisked wooden handle left by Yao Kejiu.
Only he and Dong Huafu chose to stay in the Shenxiao City on the twelfth floor of the Five Cities. The other seven sword repairmen scattered into the remaining towers of Bai Yujing, and soon became official Taoists, each with their own ancestors.
This wooden handle is Yao Kejiu's only relic.
Lu Chen sees old things as he sees old people. So I often come to Shenxiao City to find the young man to drink.
Today, Fang Ai pours the wine on the wine table, insisting that Master Lu, who had a blushing face, drink an extra bowl.
Master Lu held the wine glass in both hands, turned his head, and kept saying don't pour the wine, you can't drink it, you will be drunk if you drink it again, don't don't, it's enough...
Come on, come and go, no matter how slow you pour the wine, it will be full.
Dong Huafu came here today to have a drink, Lu Chen's drink is worth some money.
As for Fang Ai and Lu Chen's pouring and blocking of wine, Dong Huafu is not surprised, and the two often show such virtues.
Probably like Chen Ping'an said back then, not persuading you to drink, it's so boring and not lively.
Of course, this is because the wine shop was opened by Chen Pingan and Die Zhang, and the wine table is not too much to persuade wine, so how can the sales of wine be good?
Lu Chen looked down at the full wine bowl, sighed, raised his head and complained: "Look, it's full again, don't do this next time, or I won't come next time."
Fang Ai nodded and smiled: "Let's not take this as an example."
When he first arrived at Shenxiao City, Fang Ai was still a genuine young man.
Lu Chen took a sip of his drink, shivered, and squinted quickly, "Good wine, good wine."
Lu Chen tilted Erlang's legs, leaned against the stone table, and asked, "Fang Ai, do you want to sit on the top spot in Shenxiao City in the future?"
Fang Ai said, "Become the Deputy City Lord first."
The implication is that of course I want to be the lord of the city.
As a city lord, there must be no shortage of immortal money. Sword cultivation is generally regarded as a bottomless pit, and all the treasures that are consumed can pile up into mountains.
However, Jiang Yunsheng has only become the lord of Shenxiao City for a few years. Generally speaking, according to Bai Yujing’s old example, this means that the lord of the city will not be changed for hundreds of years and thousands of years, but he is the deputy lord. Still a little hopeful, there is not such a Luo as the lord of the city.
Bu a hole, not to mention that as long as the reason is sufficient, the two head teachers can nod at the same time, it is not impossible to temporarily purchase.
Lu Chen liked Fang Ai's point. He wanted to say what he wanted, not hypocritical, and asked with a smile: "Pan Dao has a trick, do you want to listen?"
Fang Ai hurried to toast and walked one by himself.
Lu Chen had a mysterious face, gritted his teeth, only one word popped out: "Boil!"
Fang Ai twitched the corners of his mouth, Zhang Lu teaches you that this is not nonsense.
If I can survive a Taoist age of three to five thousand years, Bai Yujing's fifth city on the twelfth floor, how can I not be the city lord or the landlord.
If you really want to be sincere, let me go to the South China City where Zhang Lu teaches you and become a deputy city lord.
Lu Chen asked, "Will you miss your hometown?"
Fang Ai said truthfully: "Occasionally."
Lu Chen seemed to be surprised, and smiled: "Is it only occasionally?"
Young Jianxiu nodded and said, "It's only occasionally."
I don't miss it often, but every time I think about it occasionally, I miss it very much.
Lu Chen patted the desk lightly with his palm, "Yes, this kind of miss is called homesickness."
Brother Yu is like Chen Pingan who has been to Shujian Lake but never stayed in Shujian Lake.
No quagmire of people's hearts can hold Yu Dou. It used to be so, and it must be in the future.
Lu Chen used to be the younger brother of the Taoist name Shanqing, drawing on the gourd and learning how to embroider tigers, and set up a questioning situation similar to that of Shujianhu.
It's a pity that Shan Qing gave the answer sheet, in Lu Chen's eyes, it looked unconscionable. It was neither like Brother Yu nor Chen Ping'an.
This made Lu Chen disappointed, but after all he personally led Bai Yujing into the gate of Bai Yujing. If he didn't, he just let it go, so Shan Qing, the little junior, was thrown into the colorful world by Lu Chen.
Lu Chen put down the wine bowl, put one hand on the table, stretched his legs, and knocked on each other lightly with his shoes, looking extremely bored.
Dong Huafu asked: "Jiao Zhang, in the city, everyone said that the real white bone person who entered the candidate is one of your clones?"
Lu Chen immediately sat upright, shaking his clothes, with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Isn't it."
Dong Huafu said, "Then can you beat Yu Dou?"
Lu Chen hurriedly took a sip of the wine, and waved his hand quickly, "I can't beat it, I can't beat it. Brother Yu is really invincible, and it's not a name. Everyone is in the middle of the rivers and lakes. Since they are in the rivers and lakes, they can only take it. Wrong name, never give the wrong nickname."
Dong Huafu asked, "Is Master Lu a sword repairer?"
Lu Chen thought for a while. He was half of his own family, and he frankly told him, reaching out his hand to block his lips, "Pan Dao swordsmanship is not pure enough, it can't be regarded as a real sword repair."
Dong Huafu asked again: "In addition to the real man, among the twenty or so candidates, is there a clone of Lu Zhangjiao?"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Guess."
His mother, Pang Dao really can't answer any more questions.
If Dong Heitan continues to question him like this, he will completely expose himself.
At this moment, a woman in a palace costume came over, smiling, her eyes filled with tears, and she muttered, "Heartless man, heartbroken, okay?"
Lu Chen glanced at the woman, jumped up, and started yelling at the other party for being too wicked, with his hands on his hips, spitting, and the drink was considered for nothing.
It's just that Lu Chen's curse words are some old sayings that Dong Huafu and Fang Ai can't understand.
The woman stopped and stretched out her hand towards Lu Chen, her face full of sorrow, "Lu Lang, I have nothing to ask for, I just want to return my heart."
Lu Chen waved his sleeves, "Stop making trouble."
The woman changed body shape accordingly, which was described by an old Taoist priest.
Fang Ai was taken aback, as if it was... Dao Zu? !
Inside the Patriarch Hall of Shenxiao City, there are statues on the wall that I have seen.
Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know whether to live or die."
So the old Taoist became a middle-aged Taoist again.
Lu Chen sighed, "If you want to fight, it's up to you."
It’s just that Lu Chen quickly added another sentence, "Poverty Dao will pull Senior Brother Yu again."
In the end "this person" turned into a dull youth, wanted to get a drink, but it walked beyond the abbot of the stone table, and it seemed to have encountered an invisible wall. It bends its fingers, knocked on the barrier, and nodded. Said: "Lu Chen really is proficient in Buddhism."
Lu Chen reminded: "Don't get into an inch."
It nodded and said, "It's easy to say."
A cultivator wants to maintain his original mind, just as a ghost maintains a little truthfulness and aura.
People, ghosts, or immortals are just like a flat boat sailing across the sea. There must be a ballast stone, which serves as a dao-centered pin on the sea. In layman's terms, it is a kind of obsession. , And in accordance with the mental method handed down by the first "Taoist" in the world, the "natural nature" is maintained, and several Dao veins of the same origin and different flow are extended.
And this Transformation Heavenly Demon, the roots and feet of the Great Dao, to a certain extent, is that Taoist, or some kind of..."shadow" put together by all the Taoists!
Wannian dark room, a fuel-efficient lamp.
It smiled and said, "You guys are talking about you."
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Let's continue."
Fang Ai's heartstrings tightened, or Dong Huafu's heart was big, and continued to ask: "There is a catch and release pavilion on the upside-down mountain, and the upside-down mountain is the mark of Yu Dou's mountain. It's only a few steps away, why don't you take the sword? Great Wall of Qi?"
Hearing this question, Fang Ai also pricked his ears, waiting for Lu Shen's answer.
The implication of Dong Huafu's words is very simple. Since it is really invincible, why don't you go to the Great Wall of Jianqi and find the old sword fairy to fight, if you win, who dares to deny your nickname?
Lu Chen hurriedly poured himself a bowl of wine, he had to be shocked first, this question was difficult to answer.
How does Dong Heitan always ask such tricky problems?
Lu Chen sips the wine slowly, feeling that one sip can be drunk for a day.
Dong Huafu said: "Since I don't want to answer, just drink."
Lu Chen sighed and said, "It's embarrassing for the boss to join Dao Jianqi Great Wall."
Fang Ai interrupted and asked, "Master Yu thinks that if you ask the sword over there, it won't take advantage of the land and you will suffer?"
Lu Chen shook his head, "It's not a matter that you don't suffer. Brother Yu can't beat him, he will definitely lose."
"But Brother Yu is not afraid of losing, so he doesn't go to the Great Wall of Jianqi. If you misunderstand this way, then you will be underestimating Senior Brother Yu."
"Senior Brother Yu, in this life, all he asks for is to lose a word. Have a good fight, and I will accept a loser."
"It's just that once Senior Brother Yu lets go of his hands and feet, and really asks the sword with the boss, the consequences will be too great and the implications are too wide."
Dong Huafu asked: "Could Yu Dou be able to cut through the city wall with one sword?"
Lu Chen shook his head, "I can't do it."
The great ancestor Tuoyueshan was able to do this because Chen Qing had to hand out that sword to help Feishengcheng go to Wucai World.
Just by looking at several sword celestial beings migrating together for a round of bright moon and bright colors, you know how difficult this kind of move across the world is.
Chen Qing did this under the eyelids of the wild demon race. It was not that Jiazi account didn't consider and deduced it. After all, it was the same result and couldn't stop it.
Whoever stopped and died was probably the only exception to the great ancestor Tuo Yueshan, who was careful with Wen Hai.
But these two each have a longer-term plan. Impossible to shoot, and Chen Qing directly head-on.
Just like the swordsman in the world, the highest swordsman in swordsmanship, standing on tiptoes, can only reach Chen Qingdu's shoulders, how to fight this, and how to ask the sword.
Dong Huafu hesitated, as if guessing what Dong Huafu was thinking, Lu Chen smiled and said, "That person, this is a good question."
Among the ten thousand years ago, there was a sword repairman.
In the past, this man's long swordsmanship, high swordsmanship, great lethality, strong defense, many and good ranks of flying swords in his life, are all "most" characters!
Lu Chen turned his lips toward the outer transformation demon who was pestering outside the restriction, indicating that the servant had witnessed the sword style of the one with his own eyes.
There were three main routes in the battle of ascending to the sky that year, and this sword repairer was responsible for leading one road.
It smiled and said, "It's still dead."
Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, hey, be careful, speak more politely."
It smiled and asked, "Do you want to see that picture scroll?"
Lu Chen stood up, "Walk together."
It shook its head, its figure gradually dissipated, and sarcastically said, "Lu Chen, the mud bodhisattva crosses the river, so let's do it yourself."
In the remote area of ​​Youzhou, there is a small Taoist temple named Zhuxuguan in the county seat.
With a breeze, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown appeared out of thin air on the street. The unknown Taoist temple in front of him was naturally gone, leaving only an empty shelf as a display. Lu Chen looked up at the small Taoist temple. The plaque, the surplus and the vacancy, take the excess to make up for the deficiencies, ah, not bad, a bit of knowledge, at first glance, it is the handwriting of "oneself", holding the way of surplus, and damaging it, so as to avoid the regret of the dragon and the sorrow of the universe. . Good meaning, good omen...
Lu Chen laughed at himself: "It's just a step slower."
With a stomped foot, Lu Chen shook his sleeves, raised his hand, pinched his fingers, and began to curse, "Old Gao, old Gao, a lot of age, why bother to swim in the muddy water? I'm really not afraid of the late festival. You wait. , It’s best to hide in Huayang Palace as a head-shrinking tortoise. Don’t be found out of the mountain by the trail, otherwise you have to spray your face with spitting stars... Hey, you’re really out of the mountain, old Gao, you are high enough, I really look down on the trails, good guys, one by one. You bully the trails and have a good temper. If you have the ability to fight with Brother Yu, just pick up the soft persimmons, what a hero!"
Mao Zhui, Taoist official of Zhuxu Guan, has no dao name for the time being, and once served as a patron of Xiaoguanguan's food. Just a cook, um, still a master chef.
In fact, the twenty-odd figures in the Taoist temple, and even the Taoist temple itself, were made by this true white bone man.
In this way, it is possible to cross the sea without hiding the sky and pass the customs in a foolish manner.
So now the county government is noisy, and the county city dare not conceal the slightest. It has already been reported to the court. I believe that it will not be long before Bai Yujing will receive a "purple mud seal" secret letter. There is such a big event in the jurisdiction, and it is necessary to stab Louzi if it is handled carelessly. The Daoist master who had a formal Taoist statement just disappeared. How could there be such a strange thing?
Lu Chen glanced sideways. The book stalls on the street outside the Taoist Temple had no time to take them away. As for the books, they were all emptied, probably belonging to the children.
It's like leaving a letter deliberately, or a letter sent to you by yourself?
Anyway, it was full of some kind of unfriendly sarcasm.
Master Lu was annoyed, and he was mad at himself, and there was no way to find outsiders to him off.
In the heavy snow season, a flat boat stopped in the middle of the slow water, and someone on the bow was wearing a hat and cloth.
The angler was a handsome young Taoist priest. He wore a turban with a hard-brimmed round hat and ran a bun with a boxwood hairpin.
Someone fell from the sky, but the speed of the fall was extremely slow, like snowflakes swaying, just falling by the bow of the ship, spreading his palm, wrapped in oil paper with sauce and a few garlic cloves.
The uninvited guest dropped a garlic clove in his mouth, moved a little bit, and walked behind the angler, raised his foot and pointed it at the back of the fisherman's head, as if he was about to give him a kick.
It's just that the leg swayed for a long time and didn't dare to get out of the foot. He took another piece of sauce and threw it into his mouth. The leg fell gently and vaguely said, "Lao Gao, this is not suitable, right?"
The Taoist priest, who had been staring at that fishing line, said calmly, "Why did Master Lu say this?"
Lu Chen angrily said, "Ask you knowingly, I like to pretend to be stupid and play rogues with the poor road, right? Adopt a teacher first!"
The young Taoist twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Lu Chen's most annoying expression on this guy was that he had to be respected and approachable, but he didn't see many of them all over the world.
Xuantu Guansun is like that, after all, it is rare, and the old man in front of him is not good. He has a stinky face all year round.
Lu Chen squatted down and moved his palm.
The man said, "No, I'm afraid of poisoning."
Lu Chen said angrily: "Why don't you say that you got the aphrodisiac?!"
The guy simply pretended to be deaf and dumb.
Lu Chen asked, "Did that guy hide in your Huayang Palace ancestor cave?"
"I don't understand what Master Lu is saying."
"It's too wicked to do this kind of business secretly."
"Well, why does Master Lu want to scold Daozu."
"What do you mean?"
"The Poor Earth Lung Mountain is not thin on Bai Yujing’s credit book. It should be several pages long. If Poor Dao is lacking in virtue, there are a few who dare to claim that they are not lacking in virtue in this Qingming world. It can be seen that your Bai Yujing’s efforts in enlightenment are worrying, so the Master Lu, who has been in charge of this world for more than 10,000 years, has taken care of what?"
"The truth can be said like this? Old Gao, you are tall."
"Zhang Lu is a strange man who speaks loudly, not knowing what to say."
It took so much to chat. Lu Chen pursed his butt, craned his neck and glanced at the fish basket. The fish basket fell into the water. Lu Chen wanted to reach out and pull the rope. However, the young Taoist warned him that he was hot and had to give up.
"Old Gao, are you fishing?"
"Hold it."
"Apart from the small fish with fine chopsticks, is there a big fish?"
"Then there will be no big fish."
"Empty bait, maybe even the fishing rod was torn off, and it hurt the angler's bones. In case the whole boat is overturned by a big fish, why bother, why bother."
"Pan Dao is willing to try it. Is the big fish invincible, or the line is tough enough? By the way, try the hook and see if it can break the skin of the big fish's mouth."
Lu Chen looked sad and whispered: "Old Gao, listen to a word of advice, don't do this, really, trust me once."
The young Taoist priest also rarely showed a strange look. He was silent for a moment, and said, "Lu Chen, when you are a friend, I waited for you on purpose here, just to chat for a few words, not to listen to your persuasion, can you next? Say something that doesn't mean anything?"
Lu Chen's legs hung out of the boat. Except for the garlic cloves in the sauce, he didn't move for a while. When he finished eating, he clapped his hands, wiped the greasy palms on the boat board, and asked, "Gao Gu, you guys, what do you think? I'm really not afraid that Senior Brother Yu would travel far away with his sword, come to the door, and drop his head on the ground with a sword?"
This Gao Gu, ascended to perfection, is recognized as the number one alchemy person in the world, and one of the ten people in the Qingming world.
He is also one of the most promising monks in the world to be among the fourteenth realms.
After that incident happened that year, this "young" Taoist official stood on the border of Bai Yujing, looking at Bai Yujing from a distance.
It’s a kind of feeling that no matter who is looking at him a little bit, it will be more permeating
Silent eyes.
Ruthless people often don't talk much. Besides, after so many years, Gao Gu is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to bring hatred into the coffin.
Sure enough, Gao Gu nodded, and said in a calm tone: "Earth lung mountain Huayang Palace, dreaming of dreams, waiting for the poor road. Waiting for this day, waiting for a long time, a long time."
Lu Chen knew that Gao Gu's true reliance was not only that his cultivation level was high enough, the hills were big enough, and his disciples and grandchildren spread all over the continent.
The biggest dependence is that the world is like a big net. All the grievances and hatreds are knots. Some knots will gradually decay and disappear with the passage of time. However, some dead knots will only become more and more tense and tough, so they are more and more able to hold one. Activating the whole body, the lotus root shrine is just one of them, so is the "youth cave" at Sui Chu Gong, and even Gao Gu is.
Now it's up to whoever will be the first to push the wall. Gao Gu? Sun Huaizhong? Wu Sanjiang?
Bai Yujing's genealogy and Taoist officials are indeed countless, they are just a thousand feet of red dust, deep in the dust, the Taoist heart is dusted, especially when the war spreads across the world, killings are everywhere, the Taoist officials take action, damage the Yin virtue, either wound or die, and lose countless.
"Pan Dao is something."
Gao Gu smiled and said, "Let's live up to the mad fame for three thousand years."
Ruthless people swear words, never have to look ferocious, it's always so calm.
Lu Chen sighed, "Lao Gao, as a friend, I have to persuade you, but you can't be angry."
Practicing in the mountains, the longer you live, the longer you are, and the fewer friends you have.
Gao Gu's young disciple, born in the Hongnong Yang family, is also Gao Gu's most respected and beloved direct descendant.
The reason why he valued it was his cultivating aptitude, literary and military strategy, of course he was very outstanding, and even more because of his temperament, in Gao Gu's eyes, he was the most "self-like".
The old palace master, who has been innocent and has no children all his life, treats this little disciple as if he were himself.
Lu Chen stretched out three fingers, "Somewhere in Bai Yujing, I have roughly calculated that you will not exceed 30%."
Gao Gu smiled and said, "So much? Surprise joy."
Lu Chen fell back and lay on the bow, with his hands as pillows, watching the flying snow in the sky.
Gao Gu said, "Lu Chen."
"Ok?"
"There must be more fighting in the world, and there must be no land in the world."
"I thank you."
"Then give the poor Dao three knocks?"
Lu Chen closed his eyes, mumbling on his mouth.
Gao Gu stretched out a hand and lightly patted Lu Chen's sleeve robe, "Don't be sad."
In the wind and snow, a group of three walked on foot.
The first person is a middle-aged female crown who can't see the dynastic lineage by dress alone, and is surrounded by a pair of young girls.
She is one of the candidates in the Qingming world, ascending realm sword repair, treasure scale, ghost fairy.
The Taoist officials in the Qingming world need to dress according to the rules every time the law is fasted. There must not be the slightest overstepping. They are just going out and traveling. Except for some strange personal preferences, they are often like treasure scales. Wearing a travel crown on the head and walking on a cloud shoe is the most common Taoist attire. This is the rule appointed by the Taoist ancestors to encourage the monks to cultivate the morality and purify all of them.
Baolin has newly acquired two direct disciples, both of which are Jian Xiu.
A pair of young girls like Biren, named Lu Yi, Qiu Yuyi.
Lu Yi asked curiously, "Master, since I'm going to ask the old man about the sword, it seems that the direction is wrong."
Baolin said, "I have to meet a monk first."
The two disciples looked at each other.
In this azure world, what would a Taoist priest ask a monk to do?
It's just that they think about it again, it doesn't matter, who the master is, even the Taoist second child and Bai Yujing don't pay attention to it.
Lu Yi asked, "Master, after seeing that monk, the three of our masters and apprentices are going to Bai Yujing, right?"
Baolin was noncommittal, smiling without saying a word.
Lu Yi became more and more panicked. Is it possible that the master wants to escape into the empty door? !
Baolin smiled and said, "Don't think about it, Master is just reminiscing with the old."
Qiu Yuyi asked cautiously: "Master, can you ask Bai Yujing about the sword?"
The teenager quickly coughed to remind the junior sister not to open or lift which pot.
Baolin wasn't angry, and said, "In the eyes of outsiders, of course I am asking for trouble, but in my own view, it is something I can't avoid."
The world is impermanent, and Ping Zong gathers and disperses.
There are those who get together and get together and meet again, and there are those who end up sadly.
The second head of Bai Yujing, Yu Dou, once met three close friends at the end of the day, practiced together, and climbed high together.
To share adversity and prosperity together, proving the path of longevity together. The true words of one heart, the friend of life and death.
The four best friends, within a thousand years, protected each other, and ascended one after another.
In addition to Yu Dou, there is also a great master of Fulu, a pair of Taoists, and a beautiful family of gods, namely Jian Xiu and formation master.
Liu Changzhou, once known as a filthy Taoist, is now Jiang Zhaomo in Ziqilou.
Xing Lou, Zhenshi, Taoist name Tianchi.
Baolin, Jian Xiu.
Travel with friends and travel the world. The four ascended realm great monks are so energetic, one can imagine.
In the end, only Yu Dou entered Bai Yujing.
At that time, Bai Yujing was not as large as the twelfth floor of the five cities, only the sixth floor of the three cities.
Yu Dou's "True Invincible" nickname was passed down during those years. This nickname, which is more famous than Yu Doudao, was certainly not self-proclaimed by Yu Dou, but Yu Dou was never too lazy to deny it.
From the ascension realm, I want to be a higher level, among the fourteen realms. It is not only a difficulty, but also a concern.
The great monk wanted to cross this sky, and couldn't strive for it, just look at Daoxin. It may be available at your fingertips, and it may be more difficult than reaching the sky.
In the end, both Liu Changzhou and Xing Lou died under Yu Doujian.
Therefore, every time Baolin retreats to refine his sword, and every time he leaves the customs, he will go straight to Bai Yujing, lose with Yu Douwenjian, and then go to retreat.
For thousands of years, she has asked Jian many times.
The whole world knows that she will lose without a doubt, even I am afraid she knows it well, but it seems that there is nothing else to do except this.
Just to seek revenge with Yu Dou.
She has an obsession, everyone in the world can kill Xing Lou, but you can't kill it.
Because her Taoist companion Xing Lou is a fellow villager with Yu Dou. It can even be said that Xing Lou was Yu Dou’s first leader. In the subsequent road repairs, it was for Yu Dou. Xing Lou fell twice. It hurts the fundamentals of the avenue, which made Xing Lou try to break the bottleneck of the ascension realm, and was dragged by the heart demon to the outer heaven demon, and a treasure on the mountain that originally belonged to Xing Lou had long been given to Yu Dou Dalian. If it weren't for this destiny, even if it didn't break the boundary, it would definitely not get into trouble during the retreat...It can be said that there was no Xinglou, Yu Dou would have died a long time ago, and there would be no later Bai Yujing's second master. Is really invincible.
Baolin walked slowly, reaching out to catch the snow falling on his palm.
Lost the building in the fog, the moon is lost in the sky, the past is empty, like a dream.
I'm still there, deep in the chaotic mountains. Dead wood can still be in spring, and old trees can still bloom. Where is the old man?
Wu Shuangjiang is right to do something truly meaningful.
It takes three extremely powerful fourteenth-level monks, and they don't care about life and death, and are ready to go and have no return, and then ask Jian Bai Yujing together, so that it is possible for Yu Dou to really suffer.
When Wu Shuangjiang found her back then, Baolin could only smile at that time.
Where can I find three fourteenth-level monks?
"This time I return to the end of the palace retreat, and I will do it."
"Where are the other two?"
Regardless of that obsession, Baolin didn't lack self-knowledge. Swordsmanship in the world can be viewed at a higher level, because facing other Qi Qi practitioners, they are recognized as invincible in the same realm. Even if there are occasional exceptions, they are only exceptions.
Only one Ascended Realm Swordsman can't count like this.
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "This is not something you need to be distracted."
"Baolin, don't worry about giving me an answer."
"After all, letting a pure sword repairman join hands with an outsider to ask Jian Bai Yujing, it is like a conspiracy, after all, it goes against the original heart. When you really figure it out, you will come to me again next year."
"You and Yu Dou, now the mortal enemy is the mortal enemy, the old friend is still the old friend. If you don't think about this, don't agree to it."
Bao Lin said solemnly: "Yes! That's it! When I retreat and leave, I will go to Sui Chu Gong."
Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, "I didn't think about it at first glance. Go back and think slowly."
I don't want to find an ally who will temporarily turn around on the battlefield.
At that time, Wu Shuangjiang showed a slightly sarcasm and narrow look, that kind of expression, like saying, you can be arrogant, but don't treat me as a fool.
Yongzhou border.
There is a lotus root temple at the bottom of the water in Dadu, and there is an old camphor tree outside the temple, with black foxes and black apes, and the camphor tree is used as a dojo.
"Excellent shrine!"
A young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown gave a secret praise, then bowed his head and bowed his waist sneakily, trying to sneak across Huilong Bridge.
As a result, above the old camphor tree, the black fox and the black ape stood on the branch and began to spit at the Taoist priest. They were the on the bridge back then and encouraged them to make a bet. Of course, they seemed to win and lose the bet. It does not delay their ascent of their spiritual realm, but they have not been able to successfully refine their shapes so far, which has caused them to become a big joke in the neighboring states. Obviously they are two cultivators from the Jade Pure Realm. As a result, they still dare not leave the lotus root temple boundary and travel far away. The reason is not because they are afraid of being beaten to death, but because they are afraid of being laughed at.
While dodging around, the young Taoist laughed loudly, "Hey, can't fight, hey, dodge again, out of breath..."
Suddenly began to curse, "Don't talk about justice, no martial arts, hidden weapons hurt people... Your uncle, what a thick sputum!"
The young Taoist priest straightened up his waist, tossed around, jumped up, handed his fists to the sky, and dispelled the spit that was as fast as an arrow.
Ruzhou is a small country.
Yingchuan County, Sui'an County, Lingjing View.
At the end of the year, it will soon be the new year, and as a result, there is another heavy snowfall of goose feathers, and the earth is covered in silver.
The small Taoist temple still has a taste of the year. The characters of blessing and the spring couplets and the painted spiritual official door gods are posted. Now the old temple has just stepped down, and the new temple has not yet taken office. The temple wish Liu Fang dare not come to the Taoist temple to show up recently. It was Chang Geng who was busy here with a few resident Taoists who were young and did not teach urns. On this day, Chang Geng boarded the Drum Tower and beat the Mu drum on time. He returned to the room adjacent to the stove, turned on the oil lamp, took out a small wooden box from under the bed, took out a cotton cloth package, placed it on the table, and opened it. It was a lot of bamboo objects. Chen Cong knocked on the door. Chang Geng said nothing. The boy opened and closed the door. He sat at the table and asked curiously, "Uncle Chang, what are these? "
Chang Geng smiled and said, "Commonly known as Junzi."
Chen Cong questioned: "What?"
Chang Geng explained: "Going up and down the bamboo, the meaning is the same as'calculate', plan to calculate. It is six inches long, counts the calendar, and the six goblets are in one grip. There are a lot of them. If you are free, you can count by yourself. Pieces."
Chen Cong was too lazy to determine the number, and just asked, "Is it the word'chip' for strategizing?"
Chang Geng smiled and nodded.
Chen Cong put his hands on the table with his hands interlaced, looked up the bamboo chips with the yellow light, and said, "Bo Chang, do you have any ideas?"
Chang Geng hummed, "Heaven and earth saints are like iron mountains and stone pillars? He replied, such as making money, although ruthless, those who are lucky are affectionate."
Chen Cong thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I still don't understand."
Chen Cong knew that Uncle Chang’s stomach was full of ink, and he knew everything, and he would inevitably get a little bit of acid in his speech. It’s just that bad luck and the family’s dysphoria have fallen into such a field. Probably this is the so-called hundred. Useless is a scholar?
It’s just a lot of things. Chen Cong wants to get to the bottom of Chang Bo, but he doesn’t just know what it is. You have to ask why, such as Chang Bo, which book do you learn from, and whether you have a chance to work in a market bookstore in the future. When I bought it, Chang Bo would occasionally report some book titles. Most of the time, he said that reading was too complicated and he was too old to remember.
Seeing Uncle Chang playing around with bamboo chips, often separating and gathering together, Chen Cong was not too interested, so he didn't bother to remember it. He just said casually: "Uncle Chang, Hong Guanzhu is actually a good person, although on weekdays There is no such thing as a good face, but it’s hard for us to treat us so badly. It’s hard to speak so well for the next observer, right? Will the new observer deny the old account, write off the old account, just write it off, and then just look for it. For the first reason, rush us to leave the Taoist temple?"
After all, in a Taoist temple, the status of a "resident Taoist" who has no Taoist slogan is still a sweet potato. I don't know how many people are greedy, a carrot and a pit, everyone wants to share a cup of soup.
In the early years, including the master Hong Miao, there were only six "resident Taoists", because Liu Fang, who was nominally a temple blessing person, did not live on the mountain.
Chang Geng smiled and said, "If you take one step and count as one step, the boat will go straight to the bridge head."
Chen Cong said helplessly, "Said it doesn't mean not saying it."
Chang Geng said: "Then add a sentence, don't ask about the harvest or the hard work, and don't stand by when things happen."
The teenager was more annoyed with these old-styled ideas, lying on the table, Chang Geng smiled and said: "Sit and not sit, stand and not stand."
Chen Cong was silent for a long time and said, "Uncle Chang, I actually like it here."
Chang Geng said: "The place is small and the scenery is good. There is a sentence in the book, which is very suitable for the scene. Cangguan Qingshi left and right the tree, and the gods and immortals planted flowers."
Chen Cong smiled and asked, "Uncle Chang, I can't remember which book it is, right? Isn't that considered old and forgetful."
Chang Geng said, "It's not big or small."
The young man laughed and said: "Then I will add one more sentence, I will always be healthy and worry-free."
Chang Geng raised his eyes slightly, looked at the young man with clear brows, and smiled, but it didn't change much.
Chen Cong asked, "Uncle Chang, are you still engraving your seal recently? If there is a new one, show me a look?"
Chang Geng shook his head and said, "Small tricks do not take proper business."
"Which one counts as a righteous career? Get fame and become an official at a yamen? Or give a censer, practice immortal law, and be a fairy master?"
"If you need to seek seals from outside India, you should seek Taoism on the road. Immortal techniques are no more than a skill in the body, only the cultivation of morality and virtue is the first juncture."
Chen Cong sighed and gave a thumbs up, "Uncle Chang, reason and empty talk, you are this!"
Chang Geng shook his head, and cursed a little brat with a smile.
Chen Cong said positively: "Uncle Chang, I'm really not joking with you. When I have money in my pocket someday, it will not be difficult to collect the seal and help you get the stamp, but I can sell a few copies. , I don’t make a guarantee."
Chang Geng asked, "Do you like seals so much?"
The young man thought for a while, nodded, and lay down on the table again, "Like it, the bottom of a seal and the words are gathered together, like a family reunion."