"Yes, Senior Sister Princess." Ying Feiyang called out nondescriptly, secretly feeling that not all members of the royal family were superior.

At this time, Ying Feiyang naturally didn't know that this was all because of his master Gu Jiansheng.

Gu Jiansheng was once a well-known figure in both cities. At that time, he was fresh and handsome, with a distinguished bearing, thoughtful and knowledgeable conversation, and he seemed to be an independent Taoist master. His reputation as a double show was not obtained by chance, let alone an ordinary woman.

Princess Yuzhen, who was in her youth at that time, fell in love with him at first sight. Gu Jiansheng and Sima Chengzhen were discussing swordsmanship. In order to get closer to him, Princess Yuzhen became Sima Chengzhen's disciple. However, Gu Jiansheng had no intention of doing this, and neither did Princess Yuzhen.

For a person who has been in love for a long time, the love will eventually come to an end.

Princess Yuzhen's time has passed, and she has read all kinds of things in the world. This relationship was supposed to be an ignorant joke in her youth, but when she saw the familiar gourd on Ying Feiyang's waist this morning, the past events swept into her heart again, and she was swept away.

The indifferent heart polished by the world is filled with a long-lost sweetness. Therefore, the thoughts of Aiwujiwu are flying. Otherwise, if someone else shows up to sleep in her carriage for no reason, how can Princess Yuzhen let him live?

The three of them found Lu Zhixuan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. After briefly treating the injury, they drove the broken carriage into Luoyang City.

"Surrounded by mountains, six rivers flowing together, eight cities and towns, and thoroughfares of ten provinces", these short sixteen words describe the importance of Luoyang City. Luoyang is located in the world, in the hinterland of Kyushu. When Empress Wu was in power, the name of Luoyang was

From the Eastern Capital to the Divine Capital, Luoyang also became the de facto capital, and its popularity temporarily overshadowed Chang'an. When Zhongzong came to the throne, although Luoyang was restored to the Eastern Capital, its popularity remained unabated and it was still the heart of the Tang Dynasty.

The key point. Even the current emperor had an inseparable affection for the city where he was born and raised. Now it is the fifth time that he has moved to Luoyang with hundreds of officials. Since he succeeded to the throne, he has spent ten years in Luoyang.

Spent in Luoyang.

Now, the city of Luoyang is displaying its prosperity and splendor unreservedly in front of Ying Feiyang. When he enters through the top door, he feels that Luoyang is as radiant as a noble lady dressed in red, purple, gold and silver.

Green bricks, gold tiles, and white stones pave the way.

Red lights, green flags, orange beams.

The colorful colors unscrupulously flaunt the wealth and splendor of Luoyang City. It seems that only this city in the world, known as the granary and cornucopia of the Tang Dynasty, is worthy of such complex colors.

When Emperor Taizong invaded Luoyang from Chang'an, he was also intoxicated by the dazzling prosperity. What's more, Ying Feiyang, a country man who had never seen the world, was stunned at just one glance.

Although the street is wide enough for eight cars to go abreast, the huge crowds of people and the busy traffic still block the journey. Jin Wuwei recognized Princess Yuzhen's carriage and cleared the way for her, and then a road was vacated. The carriage turned around several times, and the number of people gradually became less and less.

, drove to a Taoist temple. Although the Taiqing sect was located on Wangwu Mountain near Luoyang, Sima Chengzhen, as the emperor's master, often had to accompany the emperor, so a Taoist temple was also built in the city.

Although the door wall of the Taoist temple is nearly four feet away, if you look beyond the door wall and through the towering green trees, you can vaguely see the halls and palaces inside, but you can see the carved corridors and painted buildings, and the arched cornices reflect the golden color in the sunlight, making it a beautiful sight.

The interior is like the Lingxiao Palace, with the majesty of the Immortal Family and the royal style.

When they arrived at the door, Ying Feiyang and Li Hanguang each got out of the car with one injured person. A short and fat Taoist greeted the door. He first gave a brief salute to Princess Yuzhen, then looked at the seriously injured Zhang Shouzhi and Lu Zhixuan with horror on his face, and asked:

"What happened to the two of them? Why were they injured so badly?"

Li Hanguang shook his head and said, "It's a long story. Let's take them to the master for treatment first. Can the master be there?"

"Yes, yes!" The short and fat Taoist waved his eyes and the two Taoist boys took them over. At the same time, he led Li Hanguang, Princess Yuzhen, and Ying Feiyang inside.

Follow the avenue paved with square blue bricks and walk into the main hall. The statues of the Three Purities in the hall are lifelike, leisurely enjoying the incense of the world. Under the statues of the Three Purities sits a silver-haired Taoist cross-legged, twisting the tail whisk in his hand and wearing a white robe.

, with the sun, moon and stars inlaid on the back. As the old man exhales and inhales, the stars behind him are also flowing and changing, shining with this mysterious brilliance.

The old Taoist sensed the bloody smell in the house. When he turned around, he saw Zhang Shouzhi and Lu Zhixuan who were seriously injured. His expressions froze. Without waiting for Li Hanguang to speak, he condensed his Qi with his fingers, and formed translucent invisible Qi needles on his fingers. His ten fingers moved in unison.

With flowing clouds and flowing water, it slowly and swiftly pointed at the major acupuncture points of the two people's bodies, with movements as free and elegant as those of gods.

After just a few fingers, Ying Feiyang was already amazed. Not to mention the exquisite Qi control technique of condensing the true Qi into fine needles, just looking at the speed of Taoist body technique and the magic of fingering in front of him, few people in the world can match it.

If this method of saving people were used to kill people, it would be as easy as it is now.

After a few injections, blood appeared on their faces. Seeing that they were no longer in trouble, the old Taoist calmed down and said to the short and fat Taoist: "Du Rujie, take your two junior brothers down and take the chalcedony marrow for them."

." The short and fat Taoist Du Rujie responded and stepped back.

The old Taoist glanced at Li Hanguang and the others, and finally stopped at Ying Feiyang. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked: "Hanguang, who is this?"

Ying Feiyang was the first to answer: "Disciple Ying Feiyang, I have met Master Sima." When Sima Chengzhen looked at him, he did not shy away from sizing up this famous Taoist, whose hair was like silver frost and whose skin was like jade.

, Daofeng Immortal Bone gives people a vague and uncertain feeling. The deep-set eye sockets and long drooping eyebrows make his eyes even more shining and hard to measure. Although he is standing near Ying Feiyang, it makes Ying Feiyang

Feiyang felt that the person in front of him was just a projection from the sky, and the real Sima Chengzhen had already ascended to the nine heavens.

Among the Taoist sects, when it comes to the cultivation of swordsmanship, Gu Jiansheng is undoubtedly the most benevolent in the world. When it comes to the attainments of immortal arts and spiritual arts, "Dao Fan" Wei Wushuang is also truly unparalleled in the world, but when it comes to who is the most popular.

Strong, with the greatest reputation and the highest prestige, he would not do anything other than Sima Chengzhen, the leader of the Shangqing Sect in front of him.

Sima Chengzhen was profound in Taoism, and his philosophy of "inaction" was in line with the emperor's wishes. Three generations of emperors respected him. The emperor of the current dynasty even welcomed him into the palace and honored him as the emperor's master, along with his sister Princess Yuzhen.

Together they worshiped under Sima Chengzhen's family, and everyone in the world knew him by the name of Sima Chengzhen.

Sima Chengzhen looked at Ying Feiyang for a few more times, and suddenly he heard a fly whisk flying up, turning into a dazzling sword. Hearing another dragon roar, the sword was unsheathed, and the dazzling brilliance came into Ying Feiyang's eyes. In the blink of an eye, Ying Feiyang

Already in a fantasy world.

Standing on the top of the mountain, stepping on the green grass carpet, looking around, there is a cotton-like sea of ​​clouds below. Several red birds come out of the sea of ​​clouds, shouting happily, fluttering their wings and passing overhead.

, a mountain breeze blew by, and the sound of pine waves sounded behind me. Looking back, the green color of the pine waves came into my eyes. Before I could appreciate it carefully, I saw that every pine needle was covered with golden color, and a rising sun emerged from the sea of ​​clouds.

It rises slowly, dyeing the sky and the earth a golden red.

Ying Feiyang looked at this vibrant and ever-changing spectacle, but slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again. His eyes were clear, and he had returned to the main hall. Seeing Ying Feiyang break free from the illusion on his own, Sima

Chengzhen showed approval, and then asked: "How many sword techniques did you see just now?"

"Six kinds, the nimble one is like a bird flying through the forest, the swift one is like the wind passing by, the majestic one is like the mountains reaching up to the sky, the gentle one is like the grass paving the ground, the majestic one is like the rising sun, the weird one is like the changing clouds and waves, no! More!

Counting the unpredictable phantom sword that put me in an illusion, there are a total of seven sword techniques!" Ying Feiyang answered confidently.

"Hahaha!" Sima Chengzhen laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of joy. Both Li Hanguang and Princess Yuzhen were surprised. Sima Chengzhen had been practicing in the Qing Dynasty for many years, and he had long been overwhelmed with joy and anger. He laughed out loud like this.

For the first time in more than ten years, he said, "You are worthy of being a disciple of Gu Jiansheng. He is truly accomplished in swordsmanship."

Ying Feiyang was stunned for a moment, then touched the wine gourd on his waist, and thought to himself: "I have been recognized again. Master really has old friends all over the world. Could this be why he asked me to go out with the gourd?"

Sima Chengzhen then motioned for the three of them to sit on the futon and said, "You can tell how Shouzhi and Zhixuan were injured."

Li Hanguang and Princess Yuzhen were only implicated in this incident, and they didn't quite understand the cause and effect, so Ying Feiyang explained it. Ying Feiyang started talking about congratulating Guqiong for bringing him down the mountain, only omitting that his master's skills were now locked.

Not to mention the secrets of Emperor Shixingtian, the rest will be told in full.

After listening to this, Sima Chengzhen couldn't help but sigh and said: "He Guqiong, a generation of masters, did not expect to end up like this. It is such a pity." He then responded to Feiyang and said: "Master Nephew Ying, what are your plans next?"

Ying Feiyang said helplessly: "Now that I have gotten rid of Uncle He, but the book has been taken away, I have to go back to apologize first."

"The Lingxiao Sword Sect has strict rules. If you lose the file, I'm afraid it will be a serious crime." Sima Chengzhen said.

"Even so, my fault will always be borne by me."

"Inappropriate." Sima Chengzhen shook his head and said: "Although He Guqiong is injured, he is still beyond your ability to deal with. Luoyang is far away from Lingxiao Sword Sect. If you get entangled with him again, it will still be troublesome. It is better to stay here temporarily.

Stay for a while. Firstly, with me here, He Guqiong may not dare to come and cause trouble for you. Secondly, I will write a letter and explain it to you, the leader of your sect, Qingyue. Maybe the leader of Qingyue will look down on me.

Forgive you for losing the scroll."

Princess Yuzhen also clapped her hands and said: "Yes, I can also write a letter to ask for some favor from the head of Qingyue. Besides, the Buddhist and Taoist conference will be held in Luoyang in two months, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect is also determined.

Wouldn't it be better if your master comes to attend the meeting and you return with him after the meeting?" Princess Yuzhen said, with a girlish blush on her face.

"This..." Ying Feiyang had no intention of staying for a long time, but after what they said and weighed it up, he also knew that what Sima Chengzhen said was reasonable and said: "Thank you Taoist Master for your kindness. In that case, then

You’re disturbing the Taoist priest.”

Sima Chengzhen said: "You're welcome. I kept you here for selfish reasons. I have one more thing to ask you."

Ying Feiyang said: "If the Taoist priest is useful and has a disciple, the disciple will naturally do his best."

Sima Chengzhen nodded and said: "It's good to have your words, Hanguang, please bring the "Shangqing Hanxiang Sword Picture" to watch with Master Nephew Ying."

"What?" Li Hanguang, who has always been well-educated and calm, shouted! "Master, do you want to pass on the Taoism of the Shangqing Sect to him?"
Chapter completed!