After getting a promise from the old Taoists of Longhu Mountain that if Wei Yuan 'accidentally' kills a few of the so-called eight million gods, it would not bring any negotiation problems to the supernatural world of China, Wei Yuan died.

Phone call, continue to lie dead.

In his lucid dream at this moment.

Xing Tian put his hand on his head and twisted his neck left and right, making a clicking sound.

Then he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

This time, the tea was not poured directly onto the table.

After a friendly and enthusiastic negotiation, God of War Xingtian successfully obtained the room card of Wei Yuan's dreamland.

He became the third frequent visitor to Wei Yuan's dreamland after Wuzhi Qi and Zhu Jiuyin.

But to be honest, even if Xing Tian is not a god who is good at controlling authority, with his strength, it is not difficult to find Wei Yuan's dream after he visited it once. But of course, this does not represent Wei Yuan's dream.

It has become an unprotected place where people can come and go. Rather, for other beings who plan to enter Weiyuan's dream, these regular visitors to his dream will definitely be the worst nightmare.

For example, if there are still dream monsters like Birch entering Wei Yuan's dream.

With supreme expectation and joy.

open the door.

If it was unlucky enough not to see Zhu Jiuyin eating, then he would probably see the extremely tall Xing Tian laughing heartily while carrying the big ax and smashing it down, and after a moment,

He was dragged back to the dreamland by Xing Tian, ​​who was holding his thigh with one hand and a battle ax with the other, leaving deep nail marks on the ground and Xing Tian's hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha, you've already come, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Come in you!"

But even in this situation, Xing Tian still sought Wei Yuan's opinion.

His demeanor and tone were both refined and gentle.

Of course, Wei Yuan had no way to refuse. The most important reason was that the current head was created by Zhu Jiuyin in a dream. Once Xing Tian wakes up, he will become that irritable and brainless temper again. Then follow the instructions

Mountains, seas and human beings are coming to kill him, and Wei Yuan's head will hurt to death.

Therefore, in response to Xing Tianshen’s application for long-term residence in the dreamland, the owner of the Wei Hall warmly welcomed it and gave it a high degree of affirmation, saying that my dream is your home.

Stay as long as you like.

do not mention it.

Come often in my dreams, dear.

Xing Tian expressed his extreme gratitude.

He spoke sincerely, and sincerely stated that he would use all his strength and effort to train the leader of the guard hall, so that the leader of the guard hall could quickly achieve the fighting qualities that the Gods should have, and would not embarrass the Yanhuang tribe.

Standard of the Yanhuang Gods?

Wei Yuan suddenly realized what this meant, was silent for a moment, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said:

"……No."

"Are you too anxious?"

"Don't be in a hurry, it's very slow." Xing Tian smiled brightly and clapped his fingers and said: "Look, you are a minister of King Yu, Yu is the successor of Xuanyuan, and the Yandi tribe later merged into the Huangdi tribe, and

As a descendant of the Huangdi tribe, if you are bullied by the gods of that small place, it will mean that you have lost the Xuanyuan tribe."

"And losing the face of the Xuanyuan tribe means losing the face of my Yandi tribe."

"As a subject of Emperor Yan, I naturally have enough reasons to maintain Emperor Yan's face."

Wei Yuan: “…………”

Your logic is so sound that I can't refute it.

He looked at Zhu Jiuyin, who was facing away from all living beings and had an ancient temperament, drinking tea.

Zhu Jiuyin, otherwise I might as well take off Xing Tian’s brain.

I think he is still a tough guy now...

A reckless man with brains is more than a hundred times scarier than a reckless man without brains. And if this reckless man stares at you with enthusiasm, Wei Yuan feels his scalp is numb. He twitches the corner of his mouth and tries to explain whether this training is difficult.

He pulled it up a little too high and said, "But, Xing Tian, ​​I am actually a civil servant."

Xing Tian nodded and said, "Don't worry, I've considered this."

"I will train you according to Emperor Yan's civil service standards."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Xing Tian said confidently: "I am a civil servant, so I know this standard very well."

"I'm not very familiar with generals."

"Don't worry, I fully met the standards of civil servants back then."

Wei Yuan: “…………”

After a moment of silence, he said: "Civil official?"

Xing Tian looked at him doubtfully and affirmed: "Yes, civil servant."

He pointed at Wei Yuan, then pointed at himself, then patted Wei Yuan's head gently, and said with a hearty smile: "You write books, I compose music, we are all the same, we are all civil servants."

Xing Tian patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder and laughed.

Wei Yuan's eyes were dull and his body swayed with the beating.

A moment later, Wei Yuan in reality arrived at the Quanshi High-speed Railway Station and woke up again from this lucid dream. Such a special dream could not last too long. Xing Tian looked at Zhu Jiuyou: "Master of Zhuzhao Jiuyou, do you want me?"

Go back together?"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were dull, his face was ancient, and he shook his head lightly.

Xing Tian didn't force himself, he held up his hands and smiled, saying: "After I go out, I'm afraid I will act on instinct and emotion again. If I offend you in any way, please forgive me."

He looked in the direction of Wei Yuan and sighed: "We can't enter the human world at this moment."

"And Zhu Rong fell asleep again. What happened six hundred years ago and more than a thousand years ago can only be relied on him."

"I have to exercise a little harder."

"As a civil servant, how can you be so lax?"

He laughed again and cupped his hands, and Xingtian disappeared into the dream.

In this dream.

Zhu Jiuyin was still sitting sideways, with a distant look on his face, like a real god of ancient times. After confirming that both of them had left, Zhu Jiuyin turned his head, with one eye calm, as if it contained the mystery of time, space and time.

The other one's expression is equally plain and distant, with the nature of a god.

It would have been better if it weren't for the expressionless Zhu Jiuyin whose right eye was still shedding tears.

Xing Tian, ​​the second toughest man in the world of mountains and seas.

The other one is Chi You.

A fierce man who could beat King Yu so hard that he couldn't even dig it out.

That can was enough to catch even Zhu Jiuyin.

On this day...

It is recorded in "Jiuyou Zhi·Changsui Chapter".

The sun and moon rotated around, thunderbolts continued, and then a heavy rain that had never happened in a thousand years fell for three days and three nights.

It's just a pity that this page of records was torn up for some reason.

Later generations have no way of knowing.

The high priest, who was the only one who knew this, sighed as he lay dying:

"What a pity."

"My child, you must remember this and pass it on to the future..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he kicked off his legs, closed his eyes, and went directly to see the Lord of Nine Netherworlds.

………………

Wei Yuan opened his eyes.

The high-speed rail station has been there for a while. He packed up his things, turned around and walked out. He looked at the familiar place and calmed down for a while. He could only sigh bitterly. It was a blessing, not a curse. It was a curse that could not be avoided. It was just a dream.

Li and Xingtian had a cordial and friendly exchange of fists, but they would not die anyway.

But this time, he found that all the advertisements in the high-speed rail station were replaced by medicines.

And they are all about 'Changbai Mountain Old Man's Ginseng, the best in refining qi and strengthening bones', 'secret secrets of Jianghu, nourishing qi and building foundation pills'. When I was riding a bicycle, I heard two people next to me discussing new policies, such as banning the market.

If there is no training guidance class that has passed the assessment of the special operations team, what if the children can be worshiped in places like Wudang Mountain in the future?

It’s a pity because we want to ensure that talents from modern universities will not flow into ancient sects.

Nowadays, these sects are subject to tightened policies and supervision by special operations teams, and large-scale enrollment expansion is not allowed.

"Oh, isn't this a waste of time?"

One of the young people said with emotion: "What do you think? If you can worship in Wudang Mountain, it will definitely be better than going to a university to practice popular martial arts. However, it is said that in the future, elective courses from various schools will be offered in universities.

, it would be good if that’s the case.”

"Even if today's college students can't get into it, the universities nowadays are all about "Yang Qi Zhuang Gu"."

A taxi driver waiting for customers nearby sighed: "High school students are the ones in trouble."

"For example, my daughter and others now have to popularize Qi-nourishing articles. They didn't have much time to write test papers, and now they have to spend an evening self-study every day to cultivate Qi-sense."

"But if you practice now, Qi-nourishing elixirs are distributed free of charge by the community."

The young man licked his lips, thinking of the novel he was reading, and said, "Then I wonder if I can get an abortion by taking drugs."

The two chattering people around him were startled, and they quickly tried to dissuade them: "You are crazy. It is the medicine that is poisonous. What should I do if there is a problem with the drug-taking abortion? Moreover, people rely on the kidneys to detoxify, you young man,

You are young, are you not afraid of kidney deficiency?"

When the young man heard those two words, he shrank subconsciously.

"Is this true?"

The taxi driver clapped his hands and said, "Hey, can we still leave?"

"This is what Master Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain said!"

"puff……"

Wei Yuan was drinking water and almost sprayed it, which attracted strange looks from those people. Wei Yuan apologized repeatedly, but he still couldn't help but want to laugh and his shoulders were shaking. Of course, he couldn't take more pills, or take too much.

It's useless, the speed of transportation is limited, eating too much is equivalent to too many cars on the road, and in the end it will be directly jammed in traffic, as if constipated and not moving at all.

And transporting the qi machine also requires a lot of energy. If you are not careful, it is like a car going the wrong way.

It was originally a one-way street, but the guy stepped on the accelerator and turned directly, causing a series of serious car accidents on the spot.

Even the buildings on both sides of the road collapsed.

This is obsession.

In fact, to put it bluntly, there is nothing profound about it. When Wei Yuan proposed to write the book like this, a group of old Taoist priests looked at me and I looked at you with the same expressions as if they had eaten the same thing as Lao Ba. They never expected that the luck of cultivation would actually change.

I could also say it in this life-oriented way, and in the end I was very moved, but still didn’t agree.

Wei Yuan later heard from Ah Xuan that these old Taoist priests, who were about five hundred years old in total, were gnashing their teeth with hatred.

Why not revise it?

Back then, when old men recited the book, their scalps went numb.

What's the matter? After passing through the Jade Gate and going up to the Heavenly Court, if you make a mistake in a word, you can just stretch out your hand and smash a bamboo board down. It's not easy for the little Taoist priest to become an old Taoist priest. He can watch the little Taoist priests endorse and feel right in his heart.

It's cool, if you do this, wouldn't we have learned everything in vain?

No, I feel unbalanced.

This mentality is like crying for father and mother every year during military training, looking forward to rain, but when you are a sophomore, you will definitely be extremely happy to look at the freshman kids.

I wish I could do this and pray to the sun that my husband will take drugs every day to go to work.

Moreover, in the foreseeable future, this kind of practice will definitely be produced by college students who take the elective "Blessing Course".

After all, young people have never let down the people of China when it comes to things like making things happen.

In the end, it was Zhang Ruosu who made the decision.

Wei Yuan's metaphor is used in the current kindergarten textbooks. It is better to cultivate the foundation of this kind of practice from an early age, so the main author of the book has the name Wei Guanzhu. As for why he made this

The reason for Zhang Ruosu's decision was not that she no longer had the secret pleasure of seeing an old Taoist priest endorse her, but there was another reason.

According to the old Taoist priest:

'I'm over one hundred and forty years old, I'm done.'

'There are no such worldly desires now.'

Seeing the changes that took place in Quan City, Wei Yuan was shocked to realize that he had not paid attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.

Unknowingly, spiritual practice has become more and more popular, and China has taken the first step towards comprehensive spiritual practice.

"But, if you say so..."

The head of the guard hall was thoughtful.

The head of the guard pondered for three seconds.

The guard suddenly turned the front of his bicycle, pedaled furiously, and ran towards the street committee.

After a while, Wei Yuan came back with a small notebook, a basket of eggs, and a bottle of peanut oil, satisfied. Sure enough, at this time, the street office will definitely give you free eggs, rice, noodles, grains and oil.

Offer it directly.

Ding·The street office used free eggs for the aunt.

The effect is outstanding.

The allure of this thing is comparable to that of a middle-aged man nourishing yin and yang.

Wei Yuan sighed with emotion. When he came back with the food, he happened to see a girl opening the door of the flower shop.

Jue looked at Wei Yuan, who had eggs in one hand and oil in the other.

Wei Yuan looked at Jue who was holding the scroll habitually.

The wind is also gentle.

As if Wei Yuan had never left, the girl carefully and quietly hid the scroll she accidentally held upside down when she came out, smiling:

"Wei Yuan, welcome back."

Wei Yuan's expression softened:

"Well, I'm back."

"what's for dinner?"

"If there are eggs, custard?"

"OK……"
Chapter completed!