Chapter 487: In the picture

The old boat continued to hold the wormwood at the bottom of the river. The ferry sailed like a fish, and went straight to the downstream. ☆Pin Luo Small ☆ said
In the filthy water in the eyes of the vulgar disciples, in the case of the old Zhouzi, if the caves are fired, and the stars of the water transport essence are even more gratifying.
In the waterway to the Temple of the Gods of the River, there are occasional ghosts and ghosts stalking past, and when you see the old boat, you must take the initiative to bow your head.
The swaying river is rich in water, and the river gods have not taken it. They have earned a lot of income from the temple. This makes the souls who are dying here so much less likely to lose their spiritual power. It is also a merit, just swaying the temple. The price paid for this is to slow down the gestation speed of the essence of the incense, and it will accumulate a pound of money this year. It will be missing eight or two next year. It should be used to shape and quench the essence of the golden body, and the missing share is quite impressive. Falling in the eyes of Jiang Shuizheng, it is probably that the river is really in the water.
A mountain who relies on human incense to eat is not a monk. The key swaying of the river sacred temple only recognizes the sacral beach as the foundation. It is not among the dynasties of any dynasty. For this reason, the dynasty emperor of the upper reaches of the river is a monarch. The attitude of the temple built outside the jurisdiction is very subtle. It is not guaranteed. It does not support the people burning incense in the south. The customs along the way do not stop. Therefore, the river Xue Yuansheng is still not a continent. The ritual orthodox obscurity of the water god, went to pursue the illusory yin, the bamboo basket to fetch water, can you stay? Planting trees here, flowering elsewhere, what is the significance?
The merits of merits are the most unpredictable. If it is entered into the spectrum of gods, it is equivalent to evidence. As long as the mountains and rivers are stable, the court ceremonies are step by step. After the inspection, they are rewarded according to the example. Many aftereffects, the court of a country, In the invisible help to defend against many karma, this is the benefits of drought and flood protection, but without that heavy identity, it is difficult to say, once a certain person wishes to pray for success, who can guarantee that there is no messy cause and effect behind?
The goddess who walked out of the mural was in a bad mood and looked depressed.
Involving their respective avenues, the old neighbor of Lao Zhouzi, is not good to say anything. At this time, the words of comforting people may not be the salt of the wound.
The eight paintings of the goddess in the mural city have been preserved for a long time. Even the history of the Mazong is far away. It was very difficult to find the ancestors of the Mazong to come to the north of Luzhou. It is located at the southernmost tip of Yizhou. It was a last resort. At that time, it was provoked by the swordsmen in the north. It was impossible to stand on the ground. It was not far from the right and wrong. It was unintentionally excavated these ancient murals that could not be clarified. The place of Feng Shui is also an important reason. It is just the hardships and hardships here. It is not enough for the outsiders. The old Zhouzi’s eyes are to see that the Mazong is built up a little bit, just to deal with the ancient battlefields where the land is king. The sinister sect, the sect of Mazong, the fallen land fairy, no less than 20 people, even the jade monk monk, both died in battle, it can be said that if it has not been excluded, can open in the middle of Luzhou, Central Today's Ma Mazong, it is very likely to be among the top five, this is still under the premise of the Emperor Mazong from the swordless immortal, and never invited Jianxian to serve as a mountain gate.
In fact, the old Zhouzi was the first time to see the true female goddess. In the past, among the eight goddess of the gods, there was a "spring official" who was one of the goddesses. You could swim in the dream, like the big monk's yin, and completely ignore many Prohibited, this was a short-term exchange with the human monk. In the early years, the goddess visited the swaying river temple, but not long after, the girl Chunguan, like the long squat and the squatting, selected the object of his service and left the sacral beach. . At that time, the two sides secretly agreed that the old boat would help them set up one or two symbolic tests. In return, they were willing to help each other in the future when they swayed the rivers and temples. After that, Baogai and Ganoderma lucidum also left the mural city one after another, and then for five hundred years, three murals fell into silence. The swaying river has now used two opportunities to tide over the difficulties, so the old boat will be so heart-warming. I hope that there will be a new chance to fall on the head or the head of the monk. The old boat is happy to see it.
In the past millennium, the gods and daughters in the five murals have been killed by the masters. They chose to fight with the masters and kill them. They only have the goddess of the common name, and the spring who disappeared. The official goddess, the former candidate of the shabby scholar, is now a monk in the immortal world, is also a former sword repair to go down the hanging mountain team, not many swords and other monks.
The current goddess riding the ferry was accompanied by the colorful deer on the scroll.
Probably because of this, the murals have not faded, or the old boat has to accompany the goddess to the ground.
After a long wait, I finally selected a person who was living and dying. As a result, people didn't have a little bit of eyesight. They didn't pass the test of the size of sesame. They also smeared oil directly on their feet and ran away.
If the mural city is turned into a white scroll, isn’t it necessary to be a godless goddess like a homeless person? What is the difference between the snarling ghosts in the swaying river and the sinister ghosts in the sacred sacred valley?
As for the true roots of these eight goddesses, the old Zhouzi is still unaware of the river gods here.
No accidents, the Master of the Mazong is also known very little, it is very likely that the only remaining three old ancestors, only know a scale and half claws.
The strangest place is that the spring official goddess and the old Zhouzi had a secret meeting with the sincerity, frankly that they themselves have no memory, and I don’t know how long it has been sleeping until the monk is opened to the cave. The array of methods, they just woke up, eight murals, seemingly in the mural city according to one side, in fact, one is connected, according to the then monk, it is a broken secret, they also used the landscape architecture, flowers and trees, Books and other relics are being deduced, trying to find out the truth of their own lives, but unfortunately, there are always rumors, fog, and can not be cracked.
Near the river temple, the old boat could not help but sigh.
The goddess standing on the other side of the ferry is also sighing, especially lingering, as if it was a kind of human being.
The old boat couldn't help but blame the younger generation. In the end, it was delusional. In the past, it was secretly observed that it was a brain-like melancholy, and it was also a matter of rules. It was not like a stingy one. Why did Fuyuan come to an end and began to commit crimes? Is it true that there should be no life, and you can’t catch it? It’s not right, it’s a good way to let the goddess’ eyes grow together, and the body of Wanjin, leaving the picture, explains a lot.
The goddess turned her head and glanced. "The man who was standing on the riverside is not one of the three ancestors of Mazong?"
The old boat shook his head. "I know the three ancestors on the mountain. Even if I go down the mountain, it is not a heroic figure who likes to play tricks."
The goddess thought about it. "Looking at his temperament, it is remembered that a sister had seen a person in his early years. He was a younger foreigner Jin Dan, and almost let her move. It was just too ruthless to follow him. Being around, not suffering from anger, it will be boring."
The old boat snorted and asked about the approximate time.
After getting the answer, the old Zhouzi had some headaches and said to himself: "It will not be the color embryo of the surname Jiang, but it is a bad kind of bad pus."
I never thought that the goddess nodded. "It seems that the surname is ginger. At that time, the young people were very angry. They said that one day, the gods and sisters couldn’t get him, whether they were at home or not at home. I have to take all the eight paintings and enshrine them. He is good at eating and drinking every day. But this person’s words are contemptuous, but his mood is not bad.

The old boat wondered: "This guy was a kind of genius in the past, how can it be ruthless and boring?"
The goddess shook his head and said: "Our method of observing people is straightforward, not to say that it is very different from the monks. It seems that it is not the same as your landscape gods. This is our innate magical power. We are not actually I feel that it’s all good. At first glance, I’m looking at the muddy lake, the thoughts, or the caves full of snakes, or the enchanting things of the first demon, and many ugly pictures, which are unsightly. So we often They will deliberately sleep, and they will not be bored. As a result, if one day suddenly wakes up, it will be known that the opportunity has arrived and will open their eyes."
The old Zhouzi praised: "The world is very different."
The deer goddess suddenly turned his head and looked over the mural city. He picked up a pair of eyes and looked cold. "This is a dare to swear!"
The old boat is expressionless.
I don’t think I have to guess, it’s definitely the infamous Jiang Shangzhen.
On the other side of the mural city, a large number of secret lanterns on the mountain suddenly went out. It was supposed that the lanterns that had been brightly lit and had to be replaced in a hundred years had a problem, which naturally caused panic. Once the monks tried to fight, they could hurt the ramie. The roots of the Zongshan Water Array method, the mural painting city collapsed, the consequences were unimaginable. Therefore, several rumors of the ancestral temples of the ancestors who were responsible for the care of the three murals, volleyed in the air, looked at the turmoil and tried to find the culprits. The culprit, once it is determined that there are monks destroying the mural city, waiting for the machine to steal the painting, they have the right to sing the local Fa-rectification.
In the vicinity of one of the walls of the goddess, when the guardian of the Mazong guards was distracted, there was a blue smoke that first climbed the wall, such as the snake snake, and then instantly broke into the mural, I did not know what means to use, directly broke The opening of the mural itself is banned, and it flashes away. If the rain drops into the lake, it is still subtle, but it still makes the nearby monk who is in the vicinity of the sacred sacred brow frown, and turns around and looks at the clue. I am still not at ease, with the mural goddess swearing, the wind is walking, coming to the murals, running the unique magical power of the Mazong, a pair of eyelids showing a pale gold, gazing through the whole mural, so as not to miss Any clues can be viewed twice, and no abnormalities can be found in the end.
In front of this mural city, there are only three ancient murals left in Fuyuan. It is one of the most important figures in the eight female court figures. In the secret file of the Mazong, the painted goddess in the painting, riding the colorful deer, carrying One side of the sword is a wooden sword with a "quick hurricane". The status is respected and ranked second, but the importance is still in the name of "the fairy stick", but in fact it is named as "the survey" by the Mazong. Above the goddess, so the Mazong will make a Jindan Dixian who is expected to squat on the five sides of the body, here to supervise.
The middle-aged monk couldn't find the answer, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly. Hesitated. He looked at the shop on the side of the mural girl in the mural city. He told the boy with the sound of the heart of the lake, let him return to the ramie immediately. Zong Zushan, telling the Zu Shitang to ride the deer goddess is a bit strange. Please ask an ancestor to come here for inspection.
Although the teenager had previously gone down the mountain to help the young girl to do business, she did not open up, but when she encountered a major event, her mood was extremely stable. She and the girl said with a sigh of relief. After walking out of the shop, she looked solemn, double-fingered, gently crippled, and immediately had a The land in the territory of the Mazong sect was broken out. It was actually a bitter girl with a bean sprout. She saw her arms raised and she had a swordless sword without a scabbard, but she left the depths of the ruins. The Yamaguchi Palace, to the toe sword appeared, Bi Gong Bi Jing will pass the ancient sword that must be grounded in the ground all year round, this pretty "land woman" has cast a blind eye, under the fairy, no one is visible.
The teenager said a thank you, the close together, a touch of light, the ancient sword trembled, broke away, the young man stepped on the sword, the tip of the sword pointed to the top of the mural city, it was almost straight and rushed to the line, the landscape method The thick soil layer of the blessings did not stop the juvenile sword. One person and one sword rushed to the ground. The drums broke open like a cloud of white jade belts in the Mazu Zongzu Mountain, and quickly went to the Zushitang.
The middle-aged monk fell back to the ground and smiled. The little teacher, although he was not in the same place as his own, was attached to the ancestral hall.
There are many rules on the Ma Mazong. For example, in addition to a handful of people, the rest of the monks must start hiking on the side of the hanging sword pavilion at the middle of the mountain, letting you fall down and walk. And this young boy who had been secretly confessed to the half celestial soldier since childhood was one of the exceptions. The middle-aged monk is not allowed to fly back to the ancestral hall, but here, the insider is heavy, even if the teenager himself is unaware of it, this is also the mysterious part of the mountain monasticism, "knowing it is not known", others are broken, themselves Seemingly knowing, the chance that I might have arrived is also running.
Therefore, it is best to let the juvenile go to report the matter and let it bear some cause and effect. It may not be sure, but it is at least not a bad thing.
Although the Ma Mazong is very measurable, it is not the case that the accidental person takes away the eight goddess of the goddess. But the young man is the most promising person to seize the opportunity of a mural city since he opened the mountain. When Zong built a large landscape of mountains and rivers, he broke ground and dispatched hundreds of mountains and mountains, and there were more than a dozen moving hills and mountain dogs. He almost turned the murals into the next ten miles and turned over the sky. And so many monks who have been named on the ancestral ancestors of the ancestors, have failed to find the ancient sword left by the originator of the mountain, and this half sage, according to legend, is inextricably linked to the deer goddess. The implicature is implicated, so the Mazong sect is fighting for this mural, and it is necessary to fight for it.
The teenager is above the sea of ​​clouds, and the sword goes straight to the ancestral hall.
Three masters of the Mazong ancestors, one ancestor retreat, one stationed in the ghost valley, continue to open the territory.
The only ancestor who was in charge of the hills of the town stood at the gate of the Zu Shi Tang and smiled and asked: "Lanxi, so hot and burning, is the mural painting out of the city?"
The boy holding the sword will repeat the words of Jin Dan’s brother.
The old ancestor frowned. "Is that picture of a deer goddess?"
The teenager nodded.
The old ancestor grabbed the young boy's shoulders, and the mountains and rivers shrank. He immediately came to the mural city, first sent the teenager to the shop, and then went alone to the picture, the old man looked dignified.
The middle-aged Jin Dan monk realized that the situation was serious and beyond imagination.
The old ancestors sneered: "Good guys, can break the two double bans silently and break into the secret."
The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly.
The old man waved his hand. "Be careful is the way to adjust the tiger from the mountain. You should go to Lanxi to protect it. You don't have to be too nervous. After all, it is your own site. I have to go back to the Zu Shi Tang and follow the rules to burn the incense."
The middle-aged monk nodded and went to the store.
On the other side of the shop.
The girl quietly asked: "What happened?"
The teenager smiled and said: "Running the ancestral hall."
The middle-aged monk walked into the store, and the teenager wondered: "How come you Yang brother?"
The middle-aged monk smiled and said: "Let's take a look."
In front of the boy, although he is now a master of the cave, it is his younger brother, named Pang Lanxi, the young grandfather is the guest of the Mazong, the master of all the goddess in the shop, the talent of Pang Lanxi is a sword fairy embryo that has never appeared in Mazong. It is also a disciple of one of the three ancestors of Mazong. It is also a disciple of Guanmen, because this is known as the northern part of Luzhou. Ten Yu's ancestors once sweared in the ancestral hall that only one disciple was charged in this life. Therefore, the ancestors collected a young-child's Pang Lanxi as a rumor. It was supposed to be a gratifying event, but the temperament was eccentric. The old ancestors did not use the sound of Zhang Mazong, but only said a sentence that is extremely consistent with the temper of the ancestors: no need to worry, wait for me to be a child, and then entertain the party, and it will take a few years.
The middle-aged monk looked at the carefree Pang Lanxi, and his heart was a bitter smile. The younger brother, now is the key period of your avenue.
In the secret environment of a fairy palace, a middle-aged man appeared suddenly, a sly, shaking his sleeves and laughing: "I have finally got what I want, and I can come here to see the peerlessness of the fairy sisters."
He shouted softly: "Hey, is anyone there?"
He walked slowly, looked around, and admired the scenery of the fairyland. He suddenly raised his hand and covered his eyes. He said, "This is the place where the fairy sisters are in the ruins. I don't want to see if I should see it."
To the north of the skeletal beach, there is a young female crown leaving the newly-built Zongmen Mountain. As the youngest ancestor in the history of Luzhou, she is the only one of the Xianjia ferry boats presented by Tianjun’s brother. As a fairy tales to the rushing boat, the speed is still better than the cross-state ferry. It is actually able to directly in the two clouds and thousands of miles away, like a monk who is shriveling into a inch, flashing past, silent.
As for the young swordsmen wearing a brawl on the border of the Ghost Valley in the Skull Beach, they bought a thick book dedicated to the precautions of the ghosts and valleys. The book details the taboos and the dangers everywhere. He sat on the side of the sun, slowly flipping through the book, not rushing to pay a toll, then entering the ghost valley to practice, sharpening the knife without cutting the wood.
In the winter, the young man looked up and looked at the sky. The weather was really good.