Cui Yuanzhou, who was raising his head curiously and looking around, was suddenly startled. He heard a smiling voice coming from his side, and then, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown stepped forward to greet him.
"That is?"
"Xu Yong." Huiyuan looked solemn: "You have never heard of his eyes with heavy pupils, right?"
"Senior Brother Shen is really well-connected."
Looking at the scene of chatting and laughing with Bai Shu and Xu Yong, Huiyuan sighed:
"I actually have friendship with such people."
"Senior brother is not a common person either."
Cui Yuanzhou shook his head:
"Look at senior brother's cloud car and his big peacock divine light. Senior brother must be a person with a history."
"Too."
Huiyuan nodded in agreement and said, "Senior Brother Shen has a bodhisattva heart. If he hadn't helped me, I don't know how long the young monk would have been in such a mess."
"You are the second level of Yang Fu, you just killed a few people and demons who practiced acuity."
Cui Yuanzhou showed disapproval on his face: "Is it difficult?"
"The Buddha observes that there are eighty-four thousand insects in a bowl of water. Although the young monk is not a Buddha, he sees the suffering of all living beings and wants to save them."
Huiyuan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice:
"Aren't humans and demons also sentient beings?"
"joke!"
Cui Yuanzhou said coldly:
"It's like an eagle chasing a rabbit. When you see this, do you care about the eagle or the rabbit?
If you let the goshawk go, the old rabbit will die; if you save the old rabbit, you will take away the food from the goshawk!"
"Perhaps..." Cui Yuanzhou shook his head lightly and said, "You can solve the problem of goshawk and old rabbit."
"But now, all living beings are suffering in oil cauldrons."
Cui Yuanzhou responded with seriousness:
"You and I are both goshawks or old rabbits. Why, you think you are the Buddha, can you imitate the story of cutting meat and feeding it to the eagle?"
Monk Huiyuan was silent for a while and did not speak for a long time.
A few dozen feet away, Bai Shu and Xu Yong looked back with different expressions.
"I have also heard of Cui Yuanzhou from Lingchi Taoist Academy, but I didn't expect that in addition to the formation method, he can also be a talker."
Xu Yong sighed softly and smiled at Bai Shu:
"As for Monk Huiyuan of Jinghai Temple, his cultivation is not bad, but he is too crazy."
"After saying goodbye to Xiao Zangshan, I have been looking forward to seeing Brother Shen again."
The purple-clothed young man said with a smile in his eyes: "Now, I finally got my wish."
"Brother Xu's double eyes." The young man in feather wearing a lotus crown also smiled.
"It also makes Xiaodao heartbroken."
Although the two of them had smiles on their faces, the souls in their respective Niwan Palaces were secretly using their own methods.
The bright black light turned into a dark sky, and with the sudden chanting of Xu Yong Yuanshen, Bai Zhu's Niwan Palace was suddenly infected.
The art of Yuan Shen Tao dyeing
This is a literary battle between the souls. Only the power of the souls of the two opposing sides is considered. If one of the generals covers the opponent's Niwan Palace, he will be the winner.
"Are you going to fight again?"
Bai Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and as soon as he thought, a majestic three-eyed shadow appeared, swallowing up all the black light.
In the boundless void, Baizhu's body is surrounded by five-color rainbow lights like dragons and pythons, like a god sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.
It is also like a big peacock swimming in the boundless sea of light. In a flash, it has leapt across a world as large as the sands of the Ganges River.
As the chanting sound of Bai Zhu Yuan Shen sounded, in Xu Yong's Niwan Palace next to him, waterfalls of five colors suddenly appeared, like a rushing river, trying to paint Xu Yong's Niwan Palace with a layer of five colors.
The water is rising higher and higher, like a world-destroying flood. Deep in the flood, a large pupa is gradually emerging.
Inside the pupa is a vaguely humanoid figure, complete with eyes, ears, mouth and nose, exactly like Atractylodes macrocephala.
"The art of Yuan Shen Dao dye!"
On a boat, an old Taoist riding an ox caught a glimpse of this scene from a distance.
His heart trembled, and before his boat landed in Hanyu Square, he hurriedly flew down.
There seems to be a yin and yang wheel in the eyes of the old Taoist, which is circling endlessly. It is obviously a profound secret technique.
He looked at the two people who were not far away and smiled honestly. There was no clue about the two people on their faces, and he couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
"Just by the divine light of the big peacock, it can overwhelm Chongtong'er."
The old Taoist clicked his tongue in admiration, with deep eyes, as if he could see through the scenes in Baizhu and Xu Yongniwan Palace.
"Our Taoist sect should be harmonious!"
While the old Taoist smiled and nodded, in the distance, another golden cloud flew out from the ship.
The golden clouds are shining brightly, and they give birth to countless splendid mountains and rivers, red sky and phoenixes, spring cold and autumn heat, seascapes and celestial phenomena and other wonderful things, which are endlessly magnificent.
"grandfather!"
The rays of light dispersed around the old Taoist, and a girl with colorful sleeves and a stunning appearance appeared.
There is quite a masculine look between her brows, but she is also very beautiful and graceful.
"Why did you fly down so early?"
The girl complained: "What's wrong?"
"Look." The old Taoist stretched out his hand and pointed.
Ahead, two young men were walking side by side, smiling warmly at each other.
She looked at them carefully for a few times and felt that these two people were really good-looking. After a while, she suddenly realized.
"That's Xu Yong from the Xu family, right?"
She pointed excitedly and said with a smile, "I've met him several times."
"It's the double pupils." The old Taoist stroked his beard.
"The Taoist priest wearing a feathered coat with a lotus crown..." the girl pondered slightly, but shook her head: "I don't know who he is."
"His name is Shen Mo. He is suspected to be a descendant of the Taoist Hidden Sect. The young Taoist priest and Xu Yong once had a fight in Xiaozang Mountain."
The old Taoist patted the scalper and looked at him lightly:
"Both of them are victorious and undefeated."
"It's interesting." The girl showed her little fangs and geared up:
"If I punch them, I don't know if I can kill them?"
The old man's smile stopped and his face turned dark.
"white!"
The old Taoist's heart tightened, and he quickly jumped off the ox's back and grabbed the eager girl.
"What are you going to do?!"
He looked at his granddaughter, blew his beard and glared.
"I……"
The girl named Bai touched her little head and said with a silly smile:
"They are fighting. I want to ask if I can be added."
"Your mother really taught you bad things."
The old Taoist sighed and broke several gray beards in distress.
He is an elder of the Daode Sect in the Dazheng Holy Land. He has always been highly virtuous and highly respected. At the end of his life, he narrowly escaped breaking through to the fifth level.
This life can be said to be a happy one, with no regrets.
The old Taoist's common name is Bai Yuan, and his Taoist name is Hanxu.
Old Taoist Hanxu was also well-known as a true Taoist in the Taoist Sect. He was also a peaceful man, and everyone in the Holy Land gave him a thumbs-down.
And now...
He grabbed his granddaughter, whose eyes were shining, beside him, and felt helpless for a while.
Taoist Hanxu had a son when he was old, so he naturally loved him very much.
And his son lived up to his high expectations and practiced all the way, even breaking through the realm of life treasures earlier than Hanxu Lao Dao.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. During a trip down the mountain, his son somehow ended up in Dachu, a neighboring country.
For six or seven years, there was no news.
Old Taoist Hanxu and his family members hugged each other and cried several times, and the tomb was erected early.
Even the grass in front of the grave grew two or three feet tall.
But one day, when Old Master Hanxu still wanted to work hard and have a few fat sons so that he could inherit the legacy.
My son, who had not heard from me for six or seven years, suddenly came back.
Not only is his son back, but somehow, Master Hanxu also has a granddaughter who looks like a porcelain doll.
Afterwards, under questioning from his family, his son reluctantly admitted that he had been traveling down the mountain and was accidentally abducted by a demon girl to the Nanhua Palace, the holy land of evil in neighboring Da Chu.
Half-heartedly, half-heartedly, his son not only got married to the demonic witch, but also gave birth to a girl.
Mr. Xi Dang's master, Hanxu, was so frightened and angry that he couldn't breathe evenly and almost died on the spot.
The raw rice has been cooked. No matter how reluctant he is, Hanxu has no choice but to hold his nose and agree to the marriage.
But he couldn't get angry anymore, so he gathered several old brothers from the Taoist Sect, mobilized troops all night, and marched thousands of miles towards Nanhua Palace to kill him.
Before his son could catch up with him, Old Dao Hanxu rolled back to the mountain gate in dejection.
He was beaten violently by the Nanhua Palace, and after he came back, he had to recover from his injuries for half a year.
If it weren't for the close relationship between them, the old bones of Taoist Hanxu would almost have been buried in the Southern Kingdom.
Although he was dissatisfied with the marriage, Mr. Hanxu loved his granddaughter very much.
Not only did he take the name Bai himself, but he also taught every detail of everything during daily practice.
Unfortunately, according to Master Hanxu, Bai had already been led astray by those demonic demons from the Southern Kingdom.
Even though Master Hanxu personally educated Bai for four or five years, Bai never learned the slightest bit about how gentle, virtuous, and humble girls are.
On weekdays, in the Tao Te Sect, they either chase away chickens and dogs, or they chase ghosts and monkeys. They strike with a pair of iron fists all over the mountain and do all kinds of evil.
This made a whole family avoid her.
This time Qingli Palace is choosing a son-in-law, and Master Hanxu specially requested to come here.
Firstly, it will give Bai Changchang some insights and broaden his horizons; secondly, young talents are gathered here, and if anyone catches his eye, he might as well get married to his granddaughter.
Qingli Palace is selecting a son-in-law. Although it is obviously a matter of selecting a son-in-law, many young talents gather here, mostly because of the venue and to exchange martial arts.
For example, Xu Yong, who was beside Bai Shu, had already made an engagement with Princess Zheng.
I came here just to verify what I have learned in martial arts.
Even Bai Shu didn't come here to marry the Dragon Girl.
Seeing that the girl beside him was about to move again, Hanxu had no choice but to drag Bai Bai back all the way.
"How can you get married if you look like this?"
Old Taoist Hanxu was extremely distressed.
Bai pursed his lips, his dark eyes darting around, but said nothing.
"Those two..."
Old Taoist Hanxu's expression changed, and he suddenly became more considerate:
"Of those two people, which one do you like?"
Old Taoist Hanxu's mind changed and he smiled at his granddaughter.
A man with beautiful eyes and a handsome young man who can compete with him. They are both good.
"I want them all!"
The girl shouted loudly, clenched her fists, and spoke to the stunned old man.
When Old Man Hanxu was speechless, Bai's voice dropped again.
"You're kidding."
The girl who was full of energy just now suddenly drooped her eyebrows, like a dejected puppy.
"What they don't like is that I am stupid, have a bad temper, am strong, can eat, and like to hit people.
My mother said that I was born to carry the Hercules, and this is God’s reward for me.”
"You listen to the witch's nonsense!"
Old Taoist Hanxu was furious: "My son is so beautiful, who wouldn't love me?"
"Then grandpa go help me propose marriage!"
Bai suddenly cheered up, put her hands pitifully in front of her heart, and blinked at Master Hanxu:
"I want the one wearing the lotus crown, he looks the most like a pretty boy!"
Old Hanxu said: "..."
Suddenly, the helpless old man Hanxu's eyes narrowed, and he turned his gaze to Bai Shu and Xu Yong, thoughtfully.
At this moment, in the battle between the two souls,
The overflowing tide of five colors almost illuminated the Xuyong Niwan Palace into a rainbow of colors.
Under the tide, the projection of the soul differentiated by Atractylodes in the big chrysalis is staring at it bit by bit, just waiting to break out of the cocoon.
When the pupa breaks out, the battle between Yuan Shen and Dao Ran will become clearer.
But above the five-color tide, Xu Yong's soul was surrounded by chaotic energy, and his face was blurred.
Only the pair of double pupils were shining brightly, like two brilliant little suns.
Xu Yong's Yuanshen is also coiled in the void, chanting the scripture orally to counter the Baishu's Yuanshen Dao dye.
Every time his lips move, a layer of the endless flood of five colors below will be peeled off.
This goes on and on, and finally, at the last moment.
Xu Yong Yuanshen, who had been sitting cross-legged, stood up straight and no longer tried to compete with the mantra.
"Brother Shen has such a strong spiritual cultivation."
He sighed in admiration, a divine light appeared in his eyes, and then he blasted the projection of the soul in the pupa to pieces.
In an instant, with Chongtong's sudden exertion, Bai Shu, who had the upper hand, was evenly matched by Xu Yongshengsheng.
And after the big chrysalis shattered, the five-color torrent that filled the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
This time in the literary fight, the two of them competed with each other using Yuan Shen Dao dye, and the outcome was also indistinguishable.
After the soul projection was shattered by the double pupil, Baizhu looked calm and didn't show any signs.
And Xu Yong also had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue him.
The two of them withdrew their will at the same time, both with pale expressions.
"Still, I haven't seen Brother Shen's roots."
Xu Yong took a step forward, his eyes flashing with chaotic light:
"Brother Shen, who exactly is he?"
"An ordinary mountain Taoist."
Bai Shu also went up, not giving up an inch. A faint golden light appeared in his eyes, resisting the pressure of the double pupils.
The two looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly broke into a smile.
"That Taoist priest looks like a pretty boy when he smiles."
In the distance, Bai whispered quietly.
The old man who was about to step forward suddenly turned dark again when he heard these words.
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When Bai Shu and Xu Yong were fighting with their souls, not only Hanxu Lao Dao, but also other people were watching.
Deep in a crystal palace, it is bright and clear, and the light shines through.
On the gorgeous dragon bed, a handsome man with a green shirt and a bamboo crown was leaning lazily on it. In front of him, the scenes in Hanyu Square were clearly reflected.
"Your Majesty."
On the side, a graceful fish-tailed beauty said with a sweet smile:
"This time I'm looking for a son-in-law, which young man can catch my eye?"
