A thin Taoist priest, wearing a felt hat, a well-stitched cyan cotton gown, and a pair of thick cotton shoes, walked on the road like a thin bamboo pole.

Next to him was a burly middle-aged man with a knife on his waist. The hilt of the knife was rubbed so that it became shiny. The man began to grow his beard a few months ago, and soon his face was full of beard.

The two parties walked together on the way back to their hometown. They were not far from their hometown, which was only thirty or forty miles away, and both belonged to the boundary of Wuling County.

In fact, the Taoist priest wanted the man to be more than 20 years younger, just because he looked old, but he looked at least ten years older than the latter.

The key point is that although this Taoist priest does not have an officially recognized urn, he is a private urn, but he is a genuine cultivator, and his friends around him are pure martial arts.

The two returned from a long journey together. This trip took several years, traveled a lot of places, and saw a lot of strange people and things.

It is Yuan Lu, the king of the rice thief, a martial artist in the same line as a swordsman.

A consummate cultivator in the Yupu realm, and a martial artist who is at the top of the nine realms at any time.

In this blue underworld, the Taoist priests of the rice thief line only look at the word "rice thief" and know that their situation is not so good. They are similar to the corpse jiexian, the porter, and the one-character teacher, and they will not walk on the street. The masters are screaming and beating the wrong way, but it is best not to get close to the Baiyujing realm. Once you find your whereabouts, you will probably go to the twelfth floor of the five cities as a guest.

Qi Gu asked, "Do you think I should agree to Zhu Xuan's invitation?"

During the tour, I once passed through Yongzhou, among the fourteen states of Qingming, it is one of the most abundant geomantic treasures of water transportation.

The Qingshan dynasty of Bingzhou and the Yufu dynasty of Yongzhou are the most powerful dynasties in this state, and are second to none.

Somehow, the two were discovered by the young female emperor of the Yufu Dynasty. Zhu Xuan personally showed up and invited Qi Gu to serve as a royal worship.

However, both parties know that the female emperor Zhu Xuan of the Yufu dynasty is cutting the Hu, because Qi Gu may be the "strongest" at any time and anywhere as the "strongest" martial artist. If you break through the Yufu Dynasty, you can add one A considerable amount of martial arts gifts, so Zhu Xuan not only offered an enshrined status, but also offered a very generous price. Regardless of the salary, Zhu Xuan promised to take out a weapon from the royal secret library, which could be used by Qigu. , The time limit is three hundred years, which is extremely tempting. This peerless and famous spear named "Broken Formation" has always been the treasure of the Yufu Dynasty. Become a martial artist of the end, and hold this gun again, and he will be invincible against the air trainers under the immortal.

Don't talk about winning or losing, it is estimated that it will be difficult for the opponent to run.

Anyone who can rank among the young and alternate ten, whether it is a monk or a martial artist, who has few killers?

On the other hand, on the Azure God Dynasty, it seemed that it didn't matter where the Qigu broke through. So far, even a Taoist official hasn't appeared, let alone the Emperor and Yaxiang Yao Qing.

Be very angry with you.

Lao Tzu is a martial artist of the Nine Realms, so he doesn't come into your sight?

Wang Yuanlu said: "Anyway, you can't move your legs after seeing a good-looking mother-in-law."

Qi Gu said in a bad mood: "You will only be stubborn."

Wang Yuanlu really dared to be so prosperous on his side. When he saw an outsider, he would knot his tongue, and he couldn't explain it clearly. For example, on the side of the female emperor Zhu Xuan, Wang Yuanlu kept his head down, red with ears, almost like a question and answer. Before Lutai and Yuan Ying, the Taoist priests were drinking too much, somehow. Just a few words to that young master Lu, when he drank to the point of sadness, his drink was poor, he cried so much that he didn't go crazy because of the drunkenness.

Probably the only exception is the Taoist Taoist priest Sun of the Xuande who was called cheap "ancestors" by Wang Yuanlu for many years.

Wang Yuanlu was indeed very heroic on the side of the old Guanzhu, and he dared to curse Laoguapi face to face.

The old view master is the fifth person in the world who can't be beaten by thunder, especially the mantra of "the poor people like to be kind to others, and never make overnight enemies with others", which is well-known in the Qingming world.

Therefore, Qi Gu had persuaded Wang Yuanlu privately. On the old god's side, he still had to be polite, but he couldn't persuade him.

"If I go home this time, I won't even see Liu Jing, so I won't put my hot face on my cold ass."

Qi Gu became more and more angry, cursing and grinning: "Damn, the fragrance of home flowers is not as good as the fragrance of wild flowers, so I can't blame Laozi for the fragrance of flowers outside the wall."

Wuling County, located in the Gyeonggi of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a place where rich and noble families gather and aristocratic clans lined up.

Wuling County has five counties under its jurisdiction, Changmao Junyangping. Since it is where the imperial tomb is located, it was actually a place specially used by the Qingshen Dynasty to gather and place the founding lords.

Today's county guard, Liu Jing, is a relative of the emperor, and he also has the status of a temple official. Jingcheng and Gyeonggi Taoist priests are under his control.

In addition, all the mountains and rivers of the Qingshan dynasty were set up with palaces to promote officials, which were often used by the imperial court to place idle ministers who were old, more like honorary titles.

Wang Yuanlu said, "Be careful that Yao Shoufu is staring at you."

Qi Gu asked, "Isn't it?"

Wang Yuanlu frowned slightly and said, "It's hard to tell."

Qi Gu hesitated for a moment, and still used the method of gathering sound to form a line, and whispered to a friend around him: "Fortunately, our Bingzhou is under the jurisdiction of Verdant City, otherwise we would have been taken care of by the second child of Baiyujing Road. Wuling County There will never be today's vitality."

Wang Yuanlu said: "The same source is different, and the water is different. The people live by the water. Of course, they like the flat water. Flooding occurs every three days. Individuals can't stand it. They have to complain and complain."

Qi Gu smiled and said: "Occasionally, I can still make a few words of truth."

Qi Gu remembered something and said, "I heard that Zhang Jiao Yu has recruited a new disciple."

The Taoist grinned, "Fate is good, I won't be envious."

Qi Gu joked: "Xu Jun's fate is considered good."

The Taoist thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Sect Master Xu is not only good for fate...No, Sect Master Xu's fate is actually not good, hard fate is the real ability."

Qi Gu said: "One day, I will marry that white lotus root as my daughter-in-law.

Taoist priests habitually lowered their heads and sleeves, their stature rickety, "Auntie Spicy, I really want to marry, just chew chili peppers every day."

Qi Gu's eyes gleamed, he shook his wrists, and grinned: "As long as I win her one game, get married, and lose to her a hundred or a thousand games, it's all a problem!"

There are two types of fights.

The Taoist whispered and complained: "Why do you speak so nasty?"

Qi Gu said, "Do you understand this?"

In the last hundred years, as the crops are on New Year's Eve, a large number of proud children of the heavens have emerged in Wuling County. There are only two of the ten young candidates in the world.

In addition, one of the ancestors of the Fulu School, Difeishan Huayang Palace, has a young monk with a leisurely Taoist name, and Caishoushan has a female Taoist official with the Taoist name Nanshan. Two recognized heavenly fairy embryos are now young people. Baby monk.

At this moment, these two on the road are both young generations from Wuling County. Youran and Nanshan are also one of the three thousand Taoists who rushed to the colorful world. Although the two came from rival sects, they were in the same year. Born in the same month and on the same day, even the hour is the same. This is a match made in heaven, so that the two Dao officials of Difei Mountain and Caishou Mountain now have some subtle changes in their hearts.

In fact, Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu wanted to travel to the colorful world together, but the rules set by the Haoran Tianwen Temple were over there, and the realm of both sides exceeded the threshold, and they couldn't go there.

In the eyes of Taoist officials on the mountain, Wuling County is a cornucopia, a nest of gods.

In the eyes of several worlds, it is a golden and jade dojo that can be compared to the Lizhu Cave of the Haoran World.

There are dandies who are lying on the ancestors’ merit books and waiting to die, and there are also children from Wuling who are "a young man who is full of energy and work hard at his own time." Young ranger.

Anyway, they are all Wuling teenagers who are famous all over the world.

But in the eyes of Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu, it was just hometown.

The rich are very rich, and the poor are too poor to open the pot and live their own lives.

Liliyuan went to the grass, fresh clothes and angry horses on the official road, dusty, and a group of rich and distinguished guests came.

These horses are all young men and women, with sabers bowed back, riding horses to find flowers, romantic and heroic, full of spirits, and full of fierce spirit.

The Taoist priest was just the opposite, cowering, scornful, full of trivial matters.

Wang Yuanlu hurriedly moved, did not fight with the other side, took the initiative to avoid those extremely powerful and mysterious high-headed horses, Qi Gu had to follow the road, and waited for the grandson to ride the horse away, Qi Gu raised his hand and waved. Waving the dust, one hand habitually digs out the crotch, and smiles: "Just talk about the appearance of the skin. It really depends on whether the seed is good or not. Both of us will not help, and we will suffer a big loss. Therefore, in the future, we must find a good-looking wife. of."

Wang Yuanlu didn't talk, and was silent for a moment, and said, "The habit of digging out the crotch can be changed if it can be changed. When the woman sees it, at least the goodwill will be halved."

Qi Gu smiled and said, "The guy is too big to be in the right position."

Wang Yuanlu said: "Why do you lift the belt of your pants every time you release the water."

Qi Gu was speechless. How do you compare this with me?

The two passed by a pavilion by the side of the road. Inside, a group of gambling ghosts were throwing dice, rubbing their hands together, and Wang Yuanlu glanced sideways.

Qi Gu laughed, "Don't worry, the old rules, since I have promised you, I will definitely do what I say. Let's forget it today, I will send you home first."

Qi Gu had a problem when he was young, and he was addicted to gambling.

Later, I met Wang Yuanlu and became friends.

As a result, Qi Gu had suffered two big losses in the capital of the Qingshen Dynasty and Luzhou because of gambling.

On both occasions, Wang Yuanlu hurried to hear the news to help settle the situation. The so-called "settlement" is very simple. It is the matter of Wang Yuanlu who took the money to settle the problem.

Rescued Qigu twice and blazed a trail of blood.

It can even be said that the reason why Wang Yuanlu became a Taoist priest in the line of rice thief was given by Qigu.

However, in those years, Wang Yuanlu complained to Qi Gu at most, and was hungry for nine meals with his eldest brother in three days.

Wang Yuanlu's idea is very simple and simple. It is my own choice to agree to be a friend with you. Since I am a friend, I have to be like a friend.

Friends don't treat me as a friend. It's a problem with my eyesight. There is nothing to complain about. After a few hardships, I feel that I can't stand it anymore and I just parted ways.

Afterwards, Wang Yuanlu set a rule for Qi Gu.

As long as you are at the gambling table and don't want to make money, you can gamble on it. Hundreds and thousands of taels, even the fairy money is fine. If you have no money, you can borrow money from me to gamble.

But as long as you want to make money, even if it's just a few pennies, don't bet. Otherwise, we won't be friends in the future.

Wang Yuanlu's only purpose in making friends is not to be stingy, to have a few close friends, this kind of talent is worth making.

Qi Gu asked, "I still don't plan to pierce the window paper? You don't want to show your identity to your brother?"

Wang Yuanlu said helplessly: "I'm afraid."

Qi Gu muffled and said: "I have to blame me."

If Wang Yuanlu was not a side-door Taoist in the line of the Mi Thieves and received the urn at the court of the Qingshen Dynasty, his brother's family would be regarded as a "fighting way, immortals and chickens and dogs", don't talk about splashing the sky and wealth, Set up a door in this Wuling County, open the branches and scattered leaves, and then pass on the incense for several generations. It can't be said that it is the family of the prefecture in the same place. Now that he hasn't become it, he is involved, Wang Yuanlu has too many enemies on the mountain.

Wang Yuanlu shook his head, "It's not like that. Little days have the stability of small days, and my elder brother also has his own life."

Qi Gu can only treat himself as a friend comforting himself.

Wang Yuanlu's brother, named Wang Yuanfu, is a local butcher. Today, holding a pair of large intestines and a pound of loose wine from a roadside wine shop, he wandered to the door of his son-in-law’s Huangni hut, smelling With a face, I met my daughter and son-in-law who went out to greet me, and complained: "I fell the stove and lost my luck, and married a daughter who was supposed to marry a rich man as a wife, and marry you, a poor devil who is a treasure in this world. Over the years, I don’t know how much I’ve been tired, but now I don’t know what virtues accumulated in my ancestors, which led you to become a Taoist boy, and there will be more reasons not to do business in the future. My heart is fat and I don’t know how much hardship I will spend in the future. Silver, could it not be owed to you in the previous life, and the debt is collected in this life, if there is another life, please remember to pay it back to me."

Wang Yuanfu bent down and lowered his head, how dare he return his mouth, glanced at the hip flask, swallowed, and he was indeed greedy.

Not surprisingly, a jug filled with a catty of loose wine, the old man still had to take it home after drinking the wine.

The identity of the Taoist boy who was said by the old husband to be "lifted" by him is actually a candidate for Taoist priests, similar to Haoran's Tongsheng fame. With this identity, he will participate in the county government examination once every three years. Opportunity, after passing the exam, you can get the status of an orthodox Taoist recognized by the imperial court. However, it is still one step away from the real "Master of Taoism", and you have to wait to fill the vacancy. When there is a real vacancy, whether it is an official errand or a temple, can you be regarded as a serious Taoist official.

The big and round Tuzi said to the daughter who seemed to throw water out: "Go, boil the intestines, and then boil a pot of wine to eat."

Wang Yuanfu led the old man into the house and walked a little later. The old man was very loud and spitting. Wang Yuanfu secretly raised his sleeve and wiped his face.

When the old man sat down, Wang Yuanfu shook his robe and took a seat lightly. Tu Zi took a look from the corner of his eye. He was very careful and really regarded himself as a Taoist official, just for the sake of that Taoist boy. Then he resisted not saying anything, and asked, "Where is your brother who hasn't lived all the year round?"

Wang Yuanfu smiled bitterly: "It's been a long time since I heard from you."

The old man sneered: "I don't know how to send a letter from my family. I raised a younger brother for nothing. Fortunately, Wang Yuanlu is still a literate man who has read a book. These years he has been so pitiful to be outside, so he won't even get a copy. I can't bear to spend the money for the letter."

According to the genealogy of the ancestral hall in the village, it is the original character, and the name needs to be embedded with the word "Yuan". In fact, Wang Yuanlu's real name is Wang Yuanlu.

Wang Yuanfu still didn't dare to talk back.

In the world of Qingming, Taoist officials have a wide range of identities and titles. It is not only Qi practitioners who can become Taoists. Ordinary masters without the qualifications to practice can also obtain Taoist salutes as long as they pass the government examination, but they will be given different methods. In addition to those issued by the imperial court, there are also those that have been passed on from generation to generation. There are also some masters who have gained the Taoism and Zhenzheng, secretly taught Talismans, and opened the door to the wind.

Like this Wang Yuanfu, who was looked down upon by the old man, even if he was lucky enough to become a Taoist official in the future, most of it would still be like that turbulent subordinate official. If he does not enter the Qingliu rank, his future promotion path will be relatively narrow, and he is most likely to be transferred. Go to a remote small Taoist temple, or work as a errand in some Qingshui Yamen like the county government office and the brewing bureau. But for Wang Yuanfu, who was born in poverty and had no shoes, if there is such a day, it is already a matter of glorious lintel, he can go to the village ancestral hall to burn incense and worship the ancestors.

Just like the younger brother Wang Yuanlu, who has studied Taoism law for 20 years, he has applied for many times and failed to get an official Taoist official, mainly in Wuling County. The number of Taoist priests is limited. There are many typical monks and few congee. Those wealthy children who studied at a young age and had masters preaching and teaching careers, of course, have inherent advantages and are good at arranging questions. After all, the examiner and Taoist who have the title of lawyer, how to make questions is also a matter of learning. Besides, I blame my younger brother Wang Yuanlu for being too high-spirited. He was so eager to get the prestigious master of the largest Taoist temple in his hometown. He passed the exam. After several years of "walking" experience, he hopes to be responsible for the abbot of Taoist science and technology. The rail, instructs the officials to sit as the prestige of advance and retreat.

It's just that the prestigious masters in the largest Taoist temple in Wuling County, how easy it is to pass the exam, let alone Wang Yuanlu, are those who have been overwhelmed by their ancestors, and now there is no such thing as a fall in the family.

The old man said: "Your brother is just a thing that can't be helped. It's best if you don't return it. It's a matter of multiple pairs of chopsticks, but it's actually not a problem."

When my daughter begged himself to help her uncle, he helped find a silver shop apprentice in the county seat. How good is it to make a living, otherwise there would be the old saying "A thief is not a silversmith"? Never thought that the kid didn't know what was good or bad, he couldn't live or die, and had to stay on the mountain.

Coincidentally, Weng and son-in-law were talking about Wang Yuanlu.

Wang Yuanlu returned to his hometown, stood outside the threshold at this moment, and shouted "Brother".

Seeing his younger brother who hadn't seen him for several years outside the door, Wang Yuanfu was very happy, but he was still stern, just about to stand up, but just raised his butt, he quickly sat back on the bench, just nodded, and said, "Go to the stove. Over there, say hello to your sister-in-law."

Wang Yuanlu gave a hum, turned around and left.

Tu Zi slapped the table, and said with an aura: "I didn't know how to say hello to me when I saw each other, something that I didn't understand."

Wang Yuanfu smiled and said: "This is how Yuanlu was when he was a child. He is a little more withdrawn, and he is not close to anyone."

Tu Zi sneered and sneered: "As far as his ethics is concerned, someone needs to be willing to get close to whomever he wants to be close to. People in their 30s are already in their 30s. You can't even find an ugly aunt on the bed. Putting your face on the grave to worship your ancestors is counted, one head is killed, the incense is burned, and the next life is a good fetus, at least don't look so stubborn, walk at night, let alone scare people, ghosts will be scared to death by him."

Wang Yuanfu's face was embarrassed. After all, it's the old man, not easy to get angry.

After a meal, Tu Zi and Wang Yuanfu were sitting on the table. Wang Yuanlu was reluctant to eat at the table, so he picked up a few chopsticks and vegetables and squatted at the door holding a bowl.

Wang Yuanfu persuaded him that he knew that this younger brother was a very determined person, and he didn't understand the world, so he couldn't persuade him.

Wang Yuanlu bowed his head to pick up rice outside the door, but Qi Gu did not go to the door and went back to each house.

The rice in the bowl was very strong, and the rice spoon was pressed hard. When the rice bottomed out, Wang Yuanlu held the large white bowl and stared at the front in a daze.

Without complaining about the hardship of the world, the dumb smiled and ate coptis.

Wang Yuanlu turned his head, raised his head again, swallowed that mouthful of rice, and asked, "Why did Bixiao Cave Lord come?"

In the previous round of Mingyue's migration to the Qingming world, on that day, Wang Yuanzhen saw this old man in a distance, with a big frame and a high level of Taoism, and he stood beside the second child of Bai Yujing Dao.

I heard Sun Guanzhu said that it was the cave master of Bixiao Cave in Luobao Beach, who lived a long time of 10,000 and then increased for thousands of years, and liked to break his wrist with Dao ancestors. If I will meet this senior in the future, I will kowtow a few times without saying anything. It must be correct.

The old Guanzhu said calmly: "Wander around."

Wang Yuanlu nodded and said, "Whatever you want."

It seems that the higher the Dao Fa of the other party, the less stage fright the young Taoist priest will be.

The old master asked: "What do you see, so sad?"

Wang Yuanlu replied: "The sky is like a dragon, and the colossal body quietly fell to the ground, and the body was covered with mosquitoes, flies and maggots, lingering."

"Over time, it may be full of flowers and plants."

"So sad."

"How to say?"

"The grass grew and flowers bloomed, and the mountains and plains were all gone. Of course we can wait another time, but what if we are those flowers and plants."

Hearing this, the Master of Old View showed a look of approval, and smiled: "Who do you not practice?"

Wang Yuanlu continued to hold the bowl and asked, "Is the world going into chaos?"

Old Guanzhu asked, "Does this kind of future matter have anything to do with you?"

Wang Yuanlu nodded, "Not yet."

Lower your head and chop the rice, eat the last bite of rice, chew slowly, and the young Taoist priests chewed on the words "Jiang" and "Lai" together.

The old man smiled while stroking his beard, "The life is in the sky, and the life is in me."

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In the land of Gyeonggi of the Qingshen Dynasty, a royal palace called Changzha Palace has a three-wu temple with a bright yellow cloud pattern glazed tile, which is the first of a country's Taoist temple.

Today, Yaxiang Yao Qing and national teacher Bai Ou are here to entertain two distinguished guests. They are a pair of Taoists with different ages, the master of the Great Tide, Xu Jun, and the founder of Liangjing Mountain.

Yao Qing took the couple of Taoists around Sanwu Temple and came to a elegant house, where Bai Ou personally made tea to entertain the guests.

The Taoist temple is so named because of the three phoenix trees planted by the founding emperor before the Taoist temple, named Yitong, Wutong and Jingtong.

Plant bananas for one day, bamboo for one year, and willow for ten years and pine for a hundred years. Plan for thousands of years to plant phoenix trees.

The green **** Liu's, Guo Zuo stretches, and is the best in the state.

And the three phoenix trees had already been successfully refined and served as royal consecrations.

This place is also the place where the first emperor of the Qingshen Dynasty died and left alone.

And Yaxiang Yao Qing, of course, is the head of the Gu Ming minister who has no suspense.

In Qingming World, there is no such rule that emperors and monarchs cannot practice in Haoran World.

Therefore, in the fourteen states in the world, there is often that emperor, who is not only the founder of the country, but also the king of the subjugation.

In the Haoran world, it is extremely rare to be the emperor of longevity to claim the emperor's reign. But here, anyone who sits on the dragon chair for no more than a year belongs to the short-lived emperor.

On Bingzhou Mountain, there is an undocumented gossip. It is said that before the death of the emperor, he had a heart-to-heart dialogue with Yaxiang Yao Qing.

The first emperor once said, "It is not the blessing of the society to master the doubts of the young country, and the emperor can take it for himself."

Yao Qing replied, "If I have the strength to face south, I can help the young master to become a Mingjun."

As for how this private face-to-face conversation between the monarch and the ministers spread, Sun Guanzhu said with certainty that it must be our old man Lu, who was the gentleman of Liang Shang, who overheard the conversation and couldn't stop talking.

The female crown titled "Resurgence" took the tea cup from Bai Ou Root and asked with a smile: "Why did you think of asking that monster a punch?"

She didn't care whether she would be taboo, whether she would sprinkle salt on the wounds of the white lotus root.

White lotus appearance is extremely colorful, charming and natural.

On her waist there is a very well-known short halberd named "Iron Chamber".

The Pei Cup of the Daduan Dynasty and the Haoran are all female masters, and they are all masters of the same country.

Almost every ten years, Bai Ou will ask one of the ten martial artists who have jointly commented on it.

In four rounds of Wenquan, Bai Ou won a complete victory, and three died. The only one who survived also fell.

Therefore, the world's ten masters of Jiazi's commentary fell by four at once, and Wu's commentary was reduced to a joke and decoration.

Although Bai Ou is a woman, she presents an invincible and majestic posture at the top of martial arts in the Qingming world.

A short halberd, unmatched, sweeping the world.

It's just that Bai Ou's choice of this time and Run Yuefeng's hard questioning of fists is definitely not a wise move in the eyes of the outside world.

After all, he was a pure swordsman who even Daozu admired.

The white lotus noodles had a bitter color, and shook his head, not willing to talk about it.

They all failed to reach the top of Leap Moon Peak, but only walked halfway up the mountain and received a punch.

"It was I who suggested that Bai Ou go to Runyue Peak and try to see what I really have."

Yao Qing said with a smile: "Lin Jiangxian made two shots before. It was too measured and easily misunderstood by Bai Ou and his self-esteem was too high."

White lotus root and Runyue Peak worked hard, both of them were the gods of Wufu's limit, one was the second in the world, and the third.

Yao Qing smiled and said: "The gap is not small, and I still haven't been able to try the hard work of martial arts."

Bai Ou Root can be described as obedient to the elegant appearance of this master and father.

Chao Ge said: "This rice thief king Yuanlu, with his sharp sense of mind, is about to catch up with the Ascendant Realm. Didn't the Azure God Dynasty intend to recruit?"

Yao Qing smiled and said: "This guy is just a troublemaker. The more trouble he is, the more trouble he will come to find him. Our Azure God Dynasty can't stand it."

Bai Ou knows a secret matter. Before Wang Yuanlu became famous, Master Shoufu took him to Wuling County several times. He saw this young man, but did not teach any Taoism, as if just chatting. .

Chaoge asked tentatively: "Then let Wang Yuanlu go to Liangjing Mountain, I can guarantee that he can be the mountain lord in the future, how about?"

Yao Qing shook his head and said, "Neither he nor Liang Jingshan have this fate."

Bai Ou has been observing that Xu Jun, which is strange, this young ghost repairer is not surprising at all.

How can you have so many opportunities?

In the past, it was the rival Dachao Zong and Liangjingshan. Now the two are side by side, regardless of top and bottom.

Anyway, the authentic lord is Xu Jun.

It was not that Liangjingshan had no objections at the beginning, but Chaoge was the originator of the mountain, and she had no objection. What about the disciples and grandchildren?

In addition to the later wedding banquet on the mountain, which was hailed as unprecedented, four of the guests who drank the wedding wine were among the top ten in Qingming.

Yu Dou, Lu Shen, Wuzhou, Sun Huaizhong.

If you add in that there was a pure martial artist who did not reveal his identity at that time, because he was only willing to sit at the corner table, and this person was also Xu Jun's year-end friendship, then there would be five.

It is the first person in martial arts in the world, Lin Jiangxian.

Moreover, Xu Jun’s path of practice is too legendary. It is rumored that the three heads of Bai Yujing taught Lu Shen and taught Xu Jun a few talismans. The Xuandu watched Sun Huaizhong and taught young ghosts to teach swordsmanship. The sub-sage of the Confucian Temple has taught Xu Jun what he has learned, coupled with the first person in the world to make alchemy, and Lin Jiangxian's boxing skills, so that the outside world is speculating whether this Xu Jun is a true disciple of the Taoist ancestor?

It's like an examination paper. Even if you know the answer in advance, Xu Jun will have to write and write. From the beginning of becoming a ghost, in just two decades, Xu Jun wants to meet so many big people, and he is busy. NS?

Chao Ge said: "Zimi, I need to trouble Yaxiang for this visit."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "Senior, please say it."

Ya Xiang Yao Qing, the word capital beauty. Calculated according to the age on the mountain, Chao Ge is a well-deserved senior, more than a thousand years older than Yao Qing.

Chao Ge said sternly: "I need to ask you to go out of the mountain to help protect the road."

Yao Qing said straightforwardly: "Location?"

Chao Ge said: "It's in Liangjingshan."

Yao Qing asked: "Specific time?"

Chaoge was relieved, "Undecided for the time being, wait for my secret letter."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "I wish Sect Master Xu and Daoist Fellows in the restoration of the mission every wish."

Xu Jun stood up, took three steps back, respectfully bowing his head, and said in a deep voice, "The juniors are here to thank Mr. Yao."

Originally did not intend to be such a polite Chaoge, so the husband sang the woman's accompaniment, got up to say thank you to Yao Qing.

The fourteenth-level female Xiu Wuzhou with the Taoist name "Taiyin" has a very good relationship with Chaoge. After attending the wedding banquet at the beginning, before leaving, Wuzhou gave Xu Jun a refining fairy tactic, and then taught an additional one. The door has long been lost to the ghost repairing technique.

Husband Xu Jun is a ghost.

In the next few worlds, among the new fourteen realm great monks, it is no accident that there will be a ghost and immortal who can occupy a place.

Therefore, Xu Jun not only had to fight, but also had to move fast and grasp the ascendant realm to get the upper hand.

In fact, Xu Jun, who has a mantra of "already very good", did not have this idea at all, but in this matter, the Taoist couple Chaoge is extremely insistent, that is, women can only sing along with their husbands.

Now that everything is ready, I only owe a retreat.

After Xu Jun and Chao Ge left, Bai Ou and Yao Qing stood under the eaves, and she asked softly, "Wang Yuanlu, really leave it alone?"

Yao Qing smiled and said, "Beautiful jade is not carved."

Bai Ou hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask the doubt in his heart, "It looks like Qigu will be able to break the border immediately. Should we reject this martial arts gift? According to the spy, the Yufu Dynasty is there. , Zhu Xuan went out in person."

Qi Gu is not a pure martial artist in the city. On the contrary, he is slightly reckless. He likes to go straight and has a clear love and hate. If he is a little bit better here, it is not difficult to keep him in the Azure God Dynasty. of.

In fact, in the turmoil in the capital that year, Bai Ou had different opinions from Master Shoufu.

In her opinion, she could take the opportunity to attract Wang Yuanlu and Qigu, and the two would not be so stalemate with the court.

It was during that dangerous escape route that Wang Yuanlu and Qi Gu broke through their respective borders that year, and one entered the Yuanying Realm and the other into the Far Travel Realm.

Yao Qing said: "Liu Ye will always return to its roots."

Bai Ou said helplessly: "It's fallen leaves after all."

Yao Qing smiled and said, "Let's wait and see."

Not long after the pair of famous Taoists left Qingwu Temple, a man walked slowly, who turned out to be an extremely rare monk in the Qingming world.

Bald, barefoot, dressed in purple robes.

This middle-aged monk has plump cheeks, high nose and ancient appearance.

Bai Ou Root only knows this walking monk, the common name is Jiang Xiu, the word is Taoyin, and the dharma name is "danqing".

As for the face, the other party must have used blindfolding techniques, and what Bai Ou saw in his eyes was definitely not the truth.

It has been nearly ten years for monks to place orders at Waco Temple in Gyeonggi.

Whether it is Jiang Xiu whose real name is Jiang Xiu, or the name of "Danqing", there is no reputation in the Qingming world, but Yaxiang Yao Qing is very polite to him.

Bai Ou is a pure martial artist, and she can't see the depth of the other party's Taoism. She has no idea about Zen or Buddhism.

The fourteen states under Qingming have extremely strict control over Buddhist temples and Confucian academies.

Especially monks, who want to go out to travel and obtain customs clearance documents, they need to file with the court, and they will be rejected in all likelihood. Even if they are approved, the specific itinerary needs to be filed with Bai Yujing.

Many dynasties simply banned any monks from entering the country. There are even two states that directly ban temples and do not allow monks to teach the Dharma.

Bingzhou is relatively relaxed, but it is as big as the Qingshen Dynasty, with only 16 temples.

However, the first auxiliary manpower rejected the public opinion, and the imperial court has begun to prepare for the construction of two brand-new temples in recent years.

In the world of Qingming, it may be more difficult for a monk to build a temple than to build a sect in the world of Haoran.

This matter requires permission from Bai Yujing. For this reason, the Azure God Dynasty has expended a lot of merit. It is said that even the Majesty who was ridiculed by Bezhou as the "nodding emperor" rarely asked Master Shoufu why.

The purple-clothed monk folded his hands together and said softly, "The little monk is here to be alone with Mr. Yao."

Yao Qing smiled and nodded, "Before the monk leaves, remember to leave the set of Luohan murals for Waco Temple as agreed."

In a temple, not all monks can be called monks. Only the abbot, the first monk, and other eminent monks can deserve this honorific title.

Bai Ou's heart moved slightly, and she guessed the identity of the other party.

I remember that there was an extremely mysterious monk in the Qingming world. His appearance and identity were changeable, pretentious, and he claimed that "My heart is a Buddha", and he also threatened that "Patriarch came to the west without intention."

This monk is especially good at painting Luohan statues. Every time there is a real relic, it is a looting. Not to mention those temples, but the Taoist temples built by the emperors of the world. They are willing to support the real books. There are even more rumors. The evil demons do not need to set up altars by the local Taoist officials. You only need to take out the Arhat statue, whether it is praying for rain or filthy, all works.

The monk smiled and said, "Sixteen pictures? Eighteen pictures?"

Yao Qing smiled and said, "Of course, the more the better."

The monk said: "The painting is finished."

Yao Qing didn't feel surprised, and asked, "Where are you going next?"

The monk said: "First go to Youzhou to enjoy the snow."

Yao Qingji said goodbye.

The monk smiled and nodded, chanting aloud a piece of "Scrap" that was well-known in the Qingming world, and he strode away, his style was outstanding, his figure dissipated, there was no ripple in the spirit of the world, and he disappeared in a flash.

Bai Ou was silent for a moment, and asked: "This person's cultivation level?"

"Besides Buddhism, swordsmanship is exquisite and straightforward, unparalleled in the world."

Yao Qing said: "'One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States', he said, and that's his."

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At the New Year's Eve shop in Qilong Lane, the shopkeeper Shi is soft and mute, staying up late to watch for the new year.

The grass head shop next door is going to be more lively.

A pair of siblings, Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Luan. A pair of seniors, Zhao Denggao and Tian Jiu'er. A pair of apprentices, white-haired boys, Yao Xiaoyan.

Also add a Cui Peanut who was abducted by the big white goose. The white-haired boy was stepping on the bench at this moment, pulling the two surnamed Zhao punches, yelling that the two brothers are good, five leaders, ten full houses, and so on.

On the New Year’s Eve in the small town, there is the custom of asking for dinner. They will light up the lights and set up a table of wine and vegetables. The elderly and women will guard a brazier and will not stop by and just wait for the young and strong neighborhoods. Neighbors, come here as guests. The guys who have good relationships with the neighbors will sit down and drink, eat vegetables and punch. The relationship is average. Most of them will go after a glass of wine. The elderly women greeted each other, and when they called out according to their seniority, grandparents, aunts, and aunts, they filled the bags with fruits, sugar cane, and the like. It’s only late at night that every household closes the door, and then early in the morning, the men who are the heads of the family have to get up on time again, because there are different times of the year, and there are rules for opening doors and burning firecrackers. The old welcomes the new. As for the specific time to open the door, it is often determined by some old people in the small town. It is said that the few shopkeepers who opened the red and white wedding shops in the small town in the early years understood this very well.

Today, those young people who have moved to Zhoucheng are not so particular. It is said that some of them even open the door and let the housekeeper do the work for them.

Although Huaihuang County nowadays, the taste of the year is getting lighter year by year, and almost no one goes to ask for dinner, but the two shops in Qilong Lane still open the door according to the old rules. With wine.

Shi Rou, who was sitting by the brazier, raised her head and looked towards the door when a distinguished guest came.

A snow-white robe.

The maid next to Song Jixin in Ni Ping Alley in the past, Zhi Gui, now the true dragon king Zhu, is one of the four sea kings in the world.

For some reason, this Donghai Jun, seems to be in a good mood at the moment.

The inside of the shop was as bright as daylight in the New Year's Eve, Shi Rou braced, carefully weighed it, and called the other party a young girl, and then smiled: "Sit down and drink some wine?"

Wang Zhu nodded, crossed the threshold, and sat at the table. Shi Rou helped to pour the wine. Wang Zhu picked up the chopsticks. There was a plate of stinky mandarin fish on the table. good."

In the past, Niping Lane was a hard place to settle down and get together. Otherwise, you made money and moved to other wider streets early. According to the old town saying, this is a place with flowing water, and there is no way to stay. Residents, so every Chinese New Year’s Eve, there is only the alley, because there is a pretty widow, so that no one will pass by the whole alley, and the two adjacent houses are roughly located in the middle of the alley. In fact, no one came to ask for dinner. At most, it was a short cut or to the widow's house. Only then passed through Mud Bottle Alley without even looking at it.

One is a bad luck broom star, the other is an illegitimate child with a mother and no father, who is not seen, plus a maid of unknown origin, who is unrelated and unreasonable, who rarely visits the house, and those two people of the same age, Do not visit each other.

At that time, Song Jixin, every time it was the Thirtieth Eve of the New Year, he would often get angry and let Zhigui simply close the gate of the courtyard. If love comes, the uncle rarely waits on you.

This is not the case next door. The gate is always open. If there is snow in the alley, it will help gather the snow in the whole alley to the corner of the wall, making it easier for passers-by to walk.

Song Jixin was bored occasionally, and he liked to stand at the door of the house, and began to talk strangely with yin and yang. In the middle of the night, he opened the door and waited for ghosts to come.

The peers in the house next door never returned their mouths.

Later, when Chen Pingan met Liu Xianyang, he would watch the night together around the stove. Liu Xianyang often deliberately spoke in a loud voice.

Wang Zhu turned his head and looked at the child standing on the small bench behind the counter, "Hey, what's your name?"

The little mute who was flipping through the book raised his head and said blankly: "Don't you know? My name is ‘Hey’."

Wang Zhu didn’t care about anything with this grumpy child. It was pretty good. Little thorny head. She smiled and took a chopstick to serve with wine and vegetables. The taste was good. She didn’t have to go to Aquarius Island in vain, her ancestor. At the gate of the house, brand new blessing characters and spring couplets were put on.

Shi Rou hurriedly rounded up and said, "His real name is Zhou Junchen and his nickname is Aha. She doesn't like to talk at ordinary times, so she has the nickname of a little dumb, who is Pei Qian's apprentice."

Wang Zhu mentioned the white porcelain wine glass, took a sip of the drink, and smiled: "Pei Qian's apprentice? Then you want to call Chen Ping'an a master?"

The little mute wanted to say something about you, but when the shopkeeper Shi Rou winked at him, the child had to swallow the words back into his stomach, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

At the door, there is a white-haired boy with arms around his chest, leaning against the door of the house, and tut tut there.

Wang Zhu turned his head and smiled and asked, "Are you?"

Can't even see the true state of the other party.

The white-haired boy sneered: "I'm afraid to scare you to death."

"Try it."

"I am a handyman disciple of Luopo Mountain, the only one!"

Wang Zhu smiled and raised the wine glass, "Let me be shocked."

The fairy mansion on the mountain can generally be divided into the ancestors of the ancestor hall, the outer gate, and the disciples of the handyman. The so-called ancestry, that is, the master and the preacher, have seats in the ancestor hall.

In the outer door, the teacher’s inheritance and the Dharma lineage are the same. Master failed to sit down and participate in discussions at the Zushitang. Jinyu genealogy, but because there are no chairs at the Patriarch Hall of Jisefeng, if they accept disciples now, even if it is personally passed on, they still belong to outer disciples.

As for the handyman, he doesn't even have a teacher. They often enter the mountain and barely start mountaineering practice, but they are not qualified and cannot apprentice a teacher.

The white-haired boy swaggered into the house, stood on tiptoe, and sat on the bench by the table with arms around his chest, staring blankly at the young woman with a special identity, Danfeng eyes, melon face, beautiful or beautiful, but cold. A little bit.

Wang Zhu has a calm look, drinks and drinks for himself, with a few chopsticks and wine and dishes.

The white-haired boy asked: "I heard that you and our hidden official ancestor have been neighbors for many years?"

Wang Zhu said.

The white-haired boy asked with a smile in his heart: "Have you ever thought that you can't go down in the barren world, what if you change to the Qingming world?"

Wang Zhu frowned slightly, "Is that what he meant?"

Back then, she resisted not going to the barren world through Guixu, and indeed she had experienced some mental torment.

Facts have proved that it is the right choice to have no luck.

Or will the monk of the sneaky dragon breeder put a "fishing net" somewhere in the ruins and catch it right?

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, "The hidden official ancestors have a heavy workload, and they are busy with major events that can affect the trend of the world casually. How can you care about such trivial things."

"I just mentioned it casually, Chen Qingliu, the Dragon Slayer, although he is not a pure sword repair in the fourteenth realm, he is a real fourteenth realm at any rate. When a battle is over, the world is going to happen, in his cohesive way, I don’t want to see you. Chen Qingliu once made a great aspiration to teach that there is no real dragon in the world. There is a loophole here to drill. There is no such thing as the world, but Qingming can have it. She could barely conflict with Chen Qingliu’s main road. When she got there, the girl Zhigui looked for a few more patrons. Well, to be precise, they are each other’s patrons. Allies, everyone should make a good plan and make a big one. As a place of refuge, what day would you be afraid of the dragon-slashing people who crossed the world? They say that the strong dragon does not crush the snake, so it is just a snake that crosses the river. Can you not be afraid of the dragon?"

The great monks in the Haoran World and the Qingming World, traveling between the two worlds, are to suppress the realm in accordance with the rules set by the Confucian Temple Ritual Saint and the Bai Yujing Grand Master.

Wang Zhu smiled and shook his head, "Even if it is the same fourteenth-level cultivator, as long as the opponent is a dragon slayer, I have no chance of winning. As long as I don't run, I will definitely die."

Even in the East China Sea, which looked like his own dojo, and entered the fourteenth realm, Wang Zhu admitted that he could not fight against the dragon slayer.

The only advantage is that, as one of the Four Seas Lords under the edict of the Confucian Temple, Chen Qingliu did not dare to ask Jianshui Mansion casually.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhu settled on the matter.

Not only the real dragon, but also the many dragons of different bloodlines in the world, but also a few of the world’s aquatic spirits, narcissus, and even the Qi practitioners who major in water law. Chen Qingliu, who has succeeded in cutting the dragon and has some kind of great fortune, will be defeated by the natural road.

Simply put, facing these three, Chen Qingliu can be regarded as a pure sword repairman in the fourteenth realm. Once the sword is released, it is like cutting melons and vegetables.

The white-haired boy frowned silently and looked solemn.

It seems to be thinking about some big problem, but in fact it is just defamation. Why is it different from the information in the spy? Could it be that the Xiaomi grain information is wrong and the military information is falsely reported?

It's not always said that the neighbor of the Ancestor of the Hidden Officer, the neighbor of Mud Bottle Alley, has eyes on the eyebrows. Why is it so self-knowing?

Forget it, being a lobbyist is really not my good point.

Xiaobai, who is in addition to the palace, is the kind of expert who walks freely.

On the side of the night ship, someone asked her to persuade Wang Zhu to go to the Crane Tower in the Qingming World to build the road. It is the best.

According to that person, anyway, even if Wang Zhu went to Qingming World, her existence was a tasteless one for Sui Chu Gong. Apart from helping gather water transport, she was destined to be of little help.

Thinking of Wu Shuangjiang, the white-haired boy hurriedly raised his wine glass, suffocated, and was shocked by the drink.

The qi practitioner is not afraid of his own inner demon, but the Huawaitian demon is afraid of the qi practitioner. If this kind of embarrassment spreads, he can't be laughed out of his teeth?

Wang Zhu suddenly asked: "I heard that there is a large gate called Sui Chu Gong in Qingming World, and there is a stork tower by the water?"

The white-haired boy was stunned, and said with a guilty conscience: "I am a monk born and raised in the world.

Wang Zhu smiled and turned it off.

The white-haired boy was very worried, and asked tentatively: "Did not mind, what are you asking about this?"

Wang Zhu raised the wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't talk about these annoying things, if you hit a match, then drink."

The white-haired boy lifted the wine glass, tapped it lightly, "Let's go."

The white-haired boy, looking at Wang Zhu's eyes, there is a kind of miserable sympathy for both of us.

When Wang Zhu was aware of this emotion, it was rare that he was not angry, as if being pitiful by a handyman disciple who claimed to be Luoposhan, couldn't he be angry?

After drinking the wine, Wang Zhu walked out of this New Year's Eve shop and climbed up the stairs on the side of Qilong Alley.

She slowly climbed up, and she missed the cold season before leaving the town. She was also full of frostbite on her hands. So every time she went out to fetch water from the iron lock well, she only carried half of the bucket of water, swaying, and reaching the mud. Pour it into the water tank in Pingxiang Alley, and there is only half a bucket of water left.

Later, when we met for the last time, someone once left a sentence similar to a prophecy.

The sky is high and the earth is wide in the Deng Crane Tower, and the Lower Crane Tower has a long history.

This person had also revealed secret secrets for her, and taught her how to deal with the dragon-slasher who renewed the dispute over the Great Dao.

It seems that whether she goes or stays, she has a choice.

And in the end, the man smiled and said that he really encountered the kind of hurdle he could not pass in the future, so he went to his junior brother, saying that it was Brother Qi's request.

Wang Zhu felt a little irritable, took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the two adjacent shops under Qilong Alley.

The lights in the house flooded out of the shop, even the pedestrians who did not pass, still silently illuminate the night road in the alley.

She didn't like the sound of books in that school and the reason of someone, and she didn't like the kindness and kindness of the person next door to Mud Bottle Alley.

I don’t like the one big and one small. They have the same "it’s okay", "in fact, it’s okay", "every yesterday never wasted today, and every tomorrow is today’s hope"...

Maybe she didn't know how to like it, so she pretended to hate it on purpose.

It may be that you know certain truths, but you just can't do it, don't dare to hate your own weakness, and have no choice but to hate those who can do it.

Just like in the winter, a charcoal cage from someone else’s house can only warm his hands for a while before returning it.

Luopo Mountain, at the gate of the mountain.

Today, the little man who came to light the incense, had a drink with Daoist Master Xianwei, and staggered across the threshold of the house. When he reached the gate of the house, the little guy couldn’t help but cursed. Once again, like drilling a dog hole, crawling on the ground, crawling through the gap in the gate, patted the dust, the white snake under the command of the Qidun Mountain Land Master is still waiting in the distance.

As a result, I saw a scholar with an elegant appearance. He was not too old. He was in his early thirties and stood in a daze at the foot of the mountain.

The boy Zhu Yi rushed all the way, blocking the middle of the mountain gate archway, and shouted, "Who are you?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he felt that talking with someone up his head and his neck was too tired. Zhu Yi boy hurriedly turned and ran up a few steps with his hands on his hips. The little guy solemnly reminded: "You can't enter the gate without permission. Guest, if you come to find someone on the mountain, you have to report to Dao Master Xianwei first."

The scholar smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Li Xisheng, I come from Fulu Street over the town, and I am Li Baoping's elder brother."

The incense villain was dumbfounded and trembling, what? ! It turned out to be the elder brother of our Chief Rudder Li? !

Although the opponent is not in officialdom, but there are people in the opponent's court.

Since the background is so big? ! Why don't you beat the gongs and drums all the way to set off firecrackers when you go out.

As soon as Zhu Yitong ran up the steps, he immediately ran down the steps and returned to the gate of the mountain. He made a big gesture and said respectfully: "The little hometown is in the Mantou Mountain Earth Temple. Now he is in the Zhouchenghuang Temple. As a errand over there, I have to eat food. Thanks to the appreciation of the guardians of the Fallen Mountain Zhou, I am the right guardian of Qilong Alley. It is an honor to see Master Li here.

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "I have old acquaintances with Chen Shanzhu, so I don't have to disturb Dao Master Xianwei reading. I am quite familiar with Luopo Mountain and can climb on my own."

Zhu Yitong immediately calculated and weighed in his heart, thinking that since he is the elder of Li Zongruo, and is an old friend with Chen Shanzhu, he went up the mountain anonymously on the side of Xianwei, which seems not to be a bad rule.

Zhu Yitong asked tentatively: "Master Li, Rong Xiao, help lead the way?"

Later on the climbing road, I have to give a hint to Master Li, and turn around to give us a good word, haha, let’s not talk about the general guardian of Qilong Alley at that time, and be a small rudder master who sits on the same level as Li Huai. It's not idiotic dreaming.

Xianwei opened the gate and walked out in his cloak. At any rate, he was a cultivator. Xianwei still noticed the movement at the gate of the mountain.

Zhu Yitong hurried to help the Master Li to introduce his identity, so that the immortal Wei who was guarding the door would be blinded, and the flood would rush into the Dragon King Temple.

Li Xisheng smiled and invited, "Father Xianwei Daoist, climb the mountain together?"

Xian Wei quickly refused and said, "Watching at night to read, I want to go back to read."

I just feel that this fresh-faced scholar is really good-natured, and I just stop by in the middle of the night, and even want to pull myself to climb the mountain together.

Li Xisheng, a Confucian student, smiled and saluted the young Taoist priest.

The Taoist Xianwei accepted it calmly, only to exchange courtesy, and then returned to a Taoist chief.