"There are three changes. The Dao sect's Tian Kuixing, Tiangang star, and the Demon sect's Sirius have all been replaced. Ten years ago, the Tiangu star replaced Sirius. This was a change. Just a few years ago, Tianxin Pavilion again
It has been announced successively that Tianqiong Star and Tianchen Star are also from Taoist sects, which is the true situation of the true inheritance of the current mainland constellations."
Taoist Xi bowed down to receive instruction. His sources of information were indeed limited, because he had never been in the spiritual practice circle at all. Who would want to associate with a loser who had just entered Taoism in his 70s and 80s? Therefore, no one mentioned many changes to him. What he knew
They're all just old stories from hearsay.
Seeing that grandpa was clumsy in his speech, Xilin didn't have as many scruples as he did. The so-called ignorant are fearless, so she asked softly: "Celestial Dog Star? Why does it have such a name?" Xi Daoren hurriedly stopped him, this is not something that can be joked about casually.
Anyone who is pulled out has the power of the boss behind him.
The Huang Fairy didn't care, and said with a smile: "Why are you stopping her? She didn't name her, but the name Tianxin Pavilion is quite appropriate. Isn't it just a mad dog? It bites anyone it sees, not only those outside.
Even my own family bites them the same way."
Mr. Xi did not dare to answer the question, and the little girl Xilin was also very frightened. She has been taught since she was a child to be a polite person and not to be so silent, so she tried her best to calm down, "Why did my sister say that? It was with him.
Is there any holiday?"
Huang Xianzi patted her chest, "I don't dare to have a problem with him, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to survive now; but this person did kill his fellow senior to get the position. Of course, his senior should also be killed, oh, that Sirius."
As a result, he became the Dog Star, but was kicked out of the sect."
She spoke without hesitation, and two other monks at the table stood up in a hurry, wearing robes without any wind. One of them stared at her closely, "Fellow Taoist, you must be careful about what you say, be careful of trouble coming out of your mouth."
Huang Fairy said as if nothing had happened, "Did I make a mistake? I said that in front of Senior Brother Hou, do you think he would be annoyed?" The two monks also heard something, "Do you know Senior Brother Hou?"
Huang Fairy puffed up her chest proudly, "We fought side by side in the northwest desert, what do you think?"
The two monks were in a dilemma, whether they were accusing them or letting them go. After paying off the money for the drinks, they whispered in a low voice before going out:
"Then you can't just talk nonsense! The true truth cannot be questioned by outsiders, and senior fellow apprentice Hou may not come back to the school again. Fellow Taoist, remember this!" Seeing the two of them walking away, Wang Gandang complained: "I knew it.
They are swordsmen, what do you think you did to provoke them?"
Huang Xianzi said casually, "Just because they are all Sword Cultivators of the Kemen Sect, I want to know their attitude towards Senior Brother Hou. It seems to be pretty good now? The middle and lower-level Sword Cultivators don't seem to be satisfied with the handling of the sect." She remained silent.
Yuan Shangyuan snorted, "Of course I'm not satisfied. Without Senior Brother Hou, would they be able to have the reforms that true disciples have now?"
Taoist Xi was frightened when he heard this. He was not in a position to take part in something like this. It would be better for Kemen, the leader of the Demon Sect, to hide as far away as possible. "I have had enough wine and food, but I still have to go on my way. Thank you very much."
A few Taoist brothers gave me some pointers and then I resigned."
He doesn't dare to call himself "I am old man", he just looks older, so he may not be older than the three in front of him.
Huang Xianzi and the other three looked at their grandfather and grandson leaving in amusement, not paying attention to this person's cautiousness. Ordinary casual cultivators are not like this, they have too many scruples. When the grandfather and grandson left the tavern, the little girl Celine
Quietly asked, "Grandpa, aren't you waiting here anymore?"
Mr. Xi said awkwardly: "No, let's go forward. The origins of these three people are unknown, so we don't dare to touch them."
The grandfather and grandson continued to walk forward. People were coming and going on the road, and many practitioners whizzed by, causing dust to rise.
Celine wrapped her robe and frowned. She who always loved to be clean was still a little uncomfortable with such an environment. Her body had no magic power, so of course she couldn't form a protective shield, so she could only rely on wrapping her robe tightly.
Block dust and dust.
It's not that the monks follow the rules and no longer fly in the sky, but the Shangyu Kingdom has now banned the air, so everyone can only stay on their legs, regardless of their level.
This is the vision before Yuwai Lingqing falls, just like the Poseidon Festival in the sea. It seems that there is a force outside the sky suppressing the area of Shangyu Kingdom, making it impossible for cultivators in Shangyu Kingdom to leave the ground. This is different from the realm law.
Being powerless is a kind of legal suppression.
This kind of suppression started more than half a year ago and is expected to end in less than half a year. Once the air ban begins, it means that the countdown to Yuwai Lingqing's fall will begin. It will usually last for a year. When the suppression ends, Yuwai Lingqing will fall.
The battle for green begins.
The scope is in Shangyu State, so if you want to rush to Suimo City, you still need to go some time in advance.
For example, Taoist Xi and his grandson thought they were ahead of schedule, but in fact most monks were like this. It seemed that the road was very crowded, with monks and traffic.
The monks have long been accustomed to the feeling of lightning in the sky, and they are a little impatient on the ground. Whether riding a car or riding a horse, the speed is beyond imagination. It looks thrilling, but in fact it is easy for the monks to control it. This is the dust.
It really makes people speechless.
Their ancestors and grandchildren walked relatively slowly, within the scope of mortal abilities. They were surpassed by countless monks along the way. Most of the hundreds of thousands of Tongtian monks in the entire continent would gather here during this time. The crowds can be imagined.
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"Just now we passed through Kujing Town, Shangyubian Town. If you look at the map, the next big town is Laili Town. We will rest there and wait for the grand event to start." Taoren Xi gestured on the map, quite like talking on paper.
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He is not a real cultivator. His current state is all cultivated at home. He has no travels, no exchanges, and no monk friends. It is hard to say whether he is talented? Or is he not talented?
If you don't have talent, you can't enter the Tao. If you have talent, you can't enter the Tao at a hundred years old. It's not much different from being buried in the earth.
"Grandpa is right." Xilin still has the same obedient attitude. It is actually Xi Taoist who is worried about the cruelty of the world of cultivation. He has taught her since she was a child to be low-key and tolerant and not to compete with others in order to survive in this chaotic world of cultivation.
Get a small life.
One day later, the grandfather and grandson came to the entrance of Moli Town, but they could not take another step because there were two groups of people in front of them who were far away from each other, refusing to give in to each other. A group of dozens of people, uniformly dressed, looked like they were from Taoist sects.
All of them are wearing feathers, wearing high hats, and look dignified.
The other group was also in the dozens, but they were decorated in strange shapes, with no shirts and bare feet, and short clothes.
Two groups of people are quarreling across the road. It takes considerable courage for other travelers to pass through the road. So far, a large number of idlers have gathered at Sanchakou, but no one dares to pass through the center of the quarrel!
