Chapter 941: West out of Hangu, the tradition is spread!

Put away the remaining two volumes of scriptures, Lao Tan just took a step forward, and the green cow who had been sleeping outside the cave slowly stood up.
After stroking the bull's head, the old man slowly sat on the back of the green bull and was carried by the green bull to the west. There is no sense of nostalgia at all.
Although Qing Niu's pace is slow, if someone who has practiced sees it, it will be shocked.
Because the green bull can travel for several miles in just a cup of tea, and no matter how rugged the mountain path is under the bull's hoof, it is like walking on the ground.
Hangu Pass, above the tower.
A middle-aged man in official uniform looked up to the sky and saw the purple gas coming from the east. His heart was shocked. He hurriedly lowered his head and pinched his fingers to make a calculation. After a while, the expression on his face suddenly became happy.
"A saint is coming!?"
After a low cry, the middle-aged man hurriedly walked down the tower and ordered the defenders to open the gate. Then he stood alone on the official road and looked east, his eyes full of expectations.
This person is Hangu Guan Guan Ling, Yin Xi.
Since he was a child, Yin Xi was naturally excited about the purple air coming from the sky. The saint is not an existence that he can calculate, but just now he can calculate that there is a saint coming from the east, then it shows that he has a lot of relationship with this saint.
It was the sage who pointed out that he was able to figure out this opportunity. For him, this was an opportunity.
At this time, standing on the official road and looking at it, it was naturally anxious.
After not knowing how long, Yin Xi watched a green bull appeared at the end of the official road in the distance, and there was an old man sitting on it.
Looking up towards the sky, I saw that the purple qi became more and more dense, and there was no purple qi flow in the sky behind the green cow.
Knowing that the saint in front of him is afraid of waiting, Yin Xi is naturally excited.
He hurriedly tidied up the clothes on his body, and then he bowed a big gift in the direction where Lao Tan came, and licked his head on the ground without moving.
Above the green cow, Lao Tan just glanced at Yin Xi who was kneeling on the official road in the distance, his mouth slightly raised.
When the blue cow walked to Yin Xi's side, I saw that Yin Xi raised his head and bowed again and said loudly, "Guan Ling Yinxi, I have seen a saint!"
Hearing the other party calling his saint directly, Lao Tan smiled slightly and said, "Why do you call me like this?"
"Return to the saint, the disciple has learned the classics since childhood, and can only watch the stars. I saw the purple gas coming from the east at the top of the tower, and I knew that the saint came from the east. I hope the saint will forgive me!
Shaking his head and letting out a laugh, Lao Tan's gaze fell on Yin Xi's body, and then he said: "You have made no mistakes, why should Pang Dao forgive you."
Hearing this, Yin Xi was delighted, and then respectfully invited: "Can the saint condescend to enter the customs and stay for a while under the disciple's house?"
"Lead the way." Old Tan said lightly.
Yin Xi was overjoyed, and hurriedly stood up, holding the reins of the green cow in her hand, and personally led the green cow into the pass and went straight to the mansion.
As soon as the two of them entered the house and took their seats, Yin Xi arranged Lao Tan on the main seat, sat north and south, and bowed to Lao Tan.
"The saint is here. The disciple knows that the saint will not stay far in the earthly world. I beg the saint to give the book, and the disciple will promote the world and benefit future generations!"
Yin Xi was also helpless. When the saint came to Hangu Pass from the east, he knew that the saint would not stay for too long when he calculated, and there must be important things to do in the west. Naturally, he dare not let the saint stay for too long.
But orthodoxy is not easy. Nowadays, the classics are scarce. Now that the saints are coming, of course they have to ask about it, but there are classics left.
I saw that old man looked at Yin Xi quietly, with golden light in his eyes, and he was already deducing in his heart whether Yin Xi was someone he could trust.
Now that I have seen my true face, I am full of luck, which is a good choice.
He made up his mind, and saw the old man cough slightly and said: "The gift of the book is nothing, but there is one thing that needs to be explained."
"But please show me the saint." Yin Xi was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed.
"Although you and I have the fate of mentoring and apprenticeship, but it is only the fate of giving books, you can't leave with the poor Dao."
As soon as the voice fell, Yin Xi was taken aback, then frowned, and said, "The disciple understands."
The old man nodded slightly, and then said: "This time the poor road goes west, you and I will meet each other, and the poor road has given you five thousand words. You should pass down the Taoist tradition. The place of opportunity is Qingyangsi in Shudi."
"The disciple will follow the words of the saint!"
"Then prepare for it. Pang Dao will start teaching today." Lao Tan said softly.
Then Yin Xi was overjoyed, and hurriedly led Lao Tan towards the lectern in his house.
On that day, the old man taught 5,000 words at Hangu Pass, and Guan Ling Yinxi recorded them one by one. It took hundreds of days to write hundreds of books and eventually became a classic.
Outside Hangu Pass, Lao Tan sat on top of the green cow, smiled and looked at Yin Xi with a sad expression, and said, "There will be a difference, just look away."
Yin Xi nodded lightly, then bowed and said, "Master, go slowly."
"Having you in this mortal world has saved Poor Dao a lot of effort. Donghai has his Guiguzi, Poor Dao has enough Yin Xi for you. Poor Dao will go!"
After a few laughs, the old man called the green bull under his seat, and the green bull carried him away from the west. The purple gas condensed in the sky and disappeared on the official road along with the old man.
Only Lao Tan's chanting remained in the sky.
"Road to Road, very Avenue……"
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The land of Wuyue has been attacked by each other after decades of war, which can be called a land of hundreds of battles.
In the countryside, there are many loneliness, widows, and young due to years of fighting. Even if there are young and strong people, most of them are disabled.
In a farmhouse, an old man in his fifties sits under the hayloft in a commoner, looking towards the east with slightly old eyes, and then begins to concentrate on engraving.
This person is the general of the State of Wu, Sun Wu. After his friend Wu Zixu was killed, Sun Wu, who served in the State of Wu, confided himself in his military power, returned to the countryside, and began to concentrate on revising his early military books.
After all the battles of his life made him a little tired, not asking about world affairs for a time, it made him a little relaxed.
On the rural road, three figures slowly walked over, a man, a woman and a cute little girl.
"Mother, why don't we use spells, but instead go all the way?"
The woman lowered her head and glanced at the daughter next to her, and chuckled lightly: "It's rare that you can hold back all the way until you get to the place to ask this sentence."
"The saint ordered your father to transform this person, so naturally I have to follow some rules."
The man on the other side is dressed in a strong suit, with fierce aura between his eyebrows, which gives people a posture not to enter.
The three of them belonged to Ou Yezi's family who made swords in Zhanlu Mountain. After the seventh sword was cast, only the last magic sword remained unfinished.
Zhanlu Mountain is no longer suitable. Ou Yezi needs to find another place to forge his sword, but in the meantime, he needs to follow the decree and come to this countryside to return a saint.
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