When Yang and Ren sent Master Liu Qiao back, they saw True Lord Daode appearing in the palace again.
Huang Tian took the innate gourd and handed it to Zhenjun, and said doubtfully: "Master, this sacred sand took thousands of years to be refined into a furnace, and almost all the treasures in Ziyang Cave were used up. How come..."
The True Monarch of Morality said calmly: "Without this person, you wouldn't be able to get even a small amount of the treasure. How can you still behave like this when you get an advantage?"
Huang Tianhua lowered his head and said nothing.
"Furthermore, you also divided Taiwei's most precious treasure, the Dragon Whisker Fan, and left him only a broken piece of iron. He drank and pecked it every day. Sooner or later, you will have to pay him something back. This is what you owe him..."
Zhenjun played with the gourd in his hand and said sincerely: "Master, it doesn't matter if I give him a pill of divine sand. I just hope that I can defeat your chance to avoid the cycle of days in the future..."
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Master Liu Qiao and his disciples got a pill of sacred sand and rode the wind and mist, happily heading east.
"With this pill of divine sand, this trip is guaranteed..."
Looking at the jade bottle in Chang Long's hand, Liu Qiao couldn't help but sigh: "Uncle Moral Master is still a kind person!"
Chang Long held the jade bottle and panted tiredly: "It's good, but it's just too heavy, and I don't dare to put it in the treasure bag..."
Neither the master nor the disciple dared to put this sacred sand into the bag, probably because the most powerful thing about the sacred sand is not its weight, nor is it used to hit people.
In the sacred sand, there is the Immortal Forbidden City that confuses the universe. It was created by the True Monarch of Moralism who used the magical method to refine the universe into the dust of mustard seeds.
It contains the power of the universe and collides with the power of the treasure bag to shrink objects. Once it is put in, it is very likely that the treasure bag will be shattered.
Therefore, the True King of Morality only uses gourds to hold it.
Driving through the wind and mist, we walked a short distance and left Qingfeng Mountain for more than a thousand miles.
Seeing the city below, Liu Qiao said: "Don't rush there yet, let's go down to find a place to rest and repair, and sort out the things in your bag before leaving."
Chang Long nodded and drove into a mountain valley in the outskirts of Wuluo. He restrained his fierce image, dressed up as a kind-hearted tutu, and followed Liu Qiao out.
There is a village house in front, with a slight smoke rising from the kitchen.
Chang Long turned his head and smiled: "Master, the people in this village are quite simple. When they saw us coming, they came to greet us!"
However, there were several villagers standing at the entrance of the village, far apart. When they saw two Taoists coming, they stepped forward to greet them: "Where are you two Taoists going?"
"My master and disciple are going to the city. We are tired from walking and want to borrow a precious place to rest for a while." Liu Qiao bowed his head.
"We don't welcome outsiders here, leave quickly, leave quickly!" several villagers said anxiously.
Chang Long stepped forward, took out a handful of money from his bag and said: "We are not here to make money, and we are not staying overnight. We are just looking for a clean room. My master will meditate and adjust his Qi. He will leave as soon as possible. How much does it cost? It doesn't matter.
You will be missed."
There were four or five young men in the village. They wielded a hoe and a rake and said, "That won't work. We have to go to the city. Qingzhou is dozens of miles away. It's still early. You two can't walk far after climbing over the mountain."
arrive."
"This village does not allow outsiders to enter, and no one is allowed to wander outside the village. Otherwise, we will arrest you and report you to the official..."
Liu Qiao raised his eyes, looked at a few people, and said with a smile: "Since we don't welcome outsiders, we won't bother you. As a Taoist, the sky is our bed, and we can't rest there."
After saying this, he greeted Chang Long and left.
These villagers were secretive and looked anxious, so there must be something wrong. Liu Qiao just wanted to find a clean place to sort out the treasure hunting gains from the last trip to Han Cave, and did not want to cause any trouble.
With this kind of hospitality, it is a remote mountain village. It is difficult to say that the whole village is full of young people who farm when they are busy, and work part-time as bandits in their free time, robbing homes, looting and doing business, and doing other shameful things.
Furthermore, there must be monsters in the mountains, and there are always spirits in the mountains. Now that my magic power is only less than a year old, and I am still in a hurry to go to the East China Sea, how can I have the leisure to cause such trouble?
But just as his master and disciple were about to leave, an old man with a silver beard was helped out and shouted: "Two Taoists, stay here..."
"Young people don't know etiquette. I am the best Taoist in the village. However, something has happened recently. Everyone is depressed. I have neglected Taoism. I hope you will forgive me!" Seeing Liu Qiao and others pause, the old man cupped his hands and said
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Chang Long waved his hand and said: "What do you mean by neglect? If you are paying respect to monks, why don't you invite us in for tea?"
"This is nature, this is nature, please come in, please come in..." The old man smiled and waved sideways.
Liu Qiao said nothing, but looked at the female family member who helped the old man out.
The woman looks about twenty-eight years old. She is dressed in simple cloth and can hardly conceal her enchanting figure. She has beautiful hair on her temples and fair and tender skin. She is really delicate and pretty. She is supporting the old man.
At this time, Liu Qiao's eyes were shining brightly, and the woman's jade neck and snowy cheeks were covered with red clouds. She lowered her head as if she was shy, not daring to look at him.
Chang Long saw his master's eyes fixed on him and looked at him in confusion, but his smile gradually faded and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Seeing them like this, the old man stepped out of the way to block the woman, and reminded him with an unpleasant look on his face: "You two gentlemen are rude..."
"Hmm... Haha, I was surprised when I saw this lady with a beautiful face. Monks often don't know about women. Elders, please don't blame me." Liu Qiao turned his eyes and apologized.
The old man's face brightened slightly when he heard this, and he said to the village: "Two gentlemen, please..."
Note: Taoists are respectfully called sir, and monks are respectfully called elders.
Liu Qiao thought for a moment, then looked at the young men with anxious eyes and lonely expressions. He thought for a moment and then nodded.
The old man's surname was Zhou. He was probably one of the first-class elders in Zhuangli Township. He was of high seniority and had a large house, fields, land, a brick house, and servants and maids. He was obviously a powerful person in the village.
There were probably few Taoist figures in the village, so the women, children, and girls all over the village did not care about the safety of men and women, and huddled in the streets and alleys, or in the cracks of doors.
Seeing Grandpa Taigong leading two strangely dressed people into the village, everyone rushed to see them, as if they were seeing something strange.
But at this time, Taoism was not as widespread as that of Taoism in later generations. Most people have never heard of the word Taoist, let alone seeing.
Those who can be recognized are all knowledgeable literati and wealthy people. Only those who respect immortals and Taoism know that there are masters outside.
However, compared with later generations, the monks at this time were dressed as Taoists. Not only were they first-class Qi-refining immortals, but they were also skilled and capable people who were often good at catching monsters, suppressing ghosts and exorcising demons.
Zhou Taigong led Liu Qiao home and chatted all the way. He said that he had three children. The eldest son was working as a Cangcao official in the state government, and the second daughter was married to a wealthy and noble family in Zizhou, hundreds of miles away.
Just as he was talking, a tall, thin and handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, came up to him and asked, "Dad, who are these two?"
"These two are outsiders passing by. Dressed like this, they are called Taoists, sirs, or Taoists." Zhou Taigong told the young man.
Then he introduced Liu Qiao and Liu Qiao: "I don't know the etiquette, so I'm laughing at you. This is my Sanlang, please call me Qing..."
Liu Qiao nodded with a smile. After talking about the etiquette, Zhou Taigong took the pretty woman away and only asked Zhou Qing to lead the master and apprentice to the side room to rest.
Zhou Qing personally took the master and apprentice to a clean guest room and said curiously: "Sir, I wonder what the difference is between this Taoist family and the people we have at home?"
Seeing the clear eyes of this young man, Liu Qiao smiled and said: "For those who are at home, their minds cannot come out; for those who are monks, their bodies cannot come out; for those who retreat from the world, their bodies and minds cannot come out."
If the mind cannot come out, it means that people always have troubles. When encountering difficulties, they want to avoid them as soon as possible. They often fantasize at night and work hard during the day.
If the body is out of the world and the mind is not out, it is a seclusion in the world. Although it is not stained by the secular world, it is always thinking about fame and fortune. It is famous in seclusion and then enters the court as an official.
Only when both body and mind are present can one be a true Taoist.
Zhou Qing was a little confused, shook his head and was about to exit, Liu Qiao stopped him and said: "You ask me a question, how about I ask you a question too?"
"Um, sir, just say..." Zhou Qingzheng was curious about this outsider, but he didn't know what topic to talk about, so he hurriedly replied after hearing this.
"I saw that the people in this village all looked anxious. Could there be some evil spirit causing trouble?"
Zhou Qing shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of fairies, but a few days ago there were often strangers, merchants, or hawkers who had moved to other places outside the village to sell some things. However, many children were lost in the village.
My father suspected that outsiders had abducted him, so he ordered several young men to guard the entrance of the village every day and not allow outsiders to come in."
Then he reminded: "By the way, you two gentlemen should not go out at night. Dad has sent bankers to be on duty day and night. I am afraid that you two will be caught as child kidnappers. It will be hard to explain clearly then."
After Zhou Qing left, Chang Long jumped up from the couch and walked over and said, "Master, that woman doesn't seem to be a normal human being, but she is no different at all. It's just the fishy smell on her body that can't be hidden from me!"
"Oh? Maybe the woman is having her menstruation, and you can smell it?" Liu Qiao said with a smile.
Chang Long "..."
Liu Qiao smiled and took out the broken bowl, bamboo pole and iron piece of the box from the bag. He ignored Chang Long and started studying on his own.
But he was a little distracted.
Liu Qiao was good at facial recognition, and Chang Long knew how to smell the wind. Looking at the woman, judging from her look and appearance, she really didn't look like a village girl.
But he didn't have any evil or evil spirit at all, and his eyes were clear. He even glanced at Liu Qiao shyly, which was really strange.
And Grandpa Zhou is really tough this time. At this age, he still takes a pretty woman of twenty-eight years of age as his concubine.
Chang Long saw that his master was silent, so he walked aside boredly, took out Hu Nizi's Zen staff, and started playing with it.
The master doesn't care, what kind of idle thoughts does he have, and besides, he is still anxious to go to sea to seek revenge, so he has time to deal with these shabby things of mortal intrigues.
The main reason is that the code is too slow. As people get older, their thoughts and memories are not good enough. It can only be like this. It is even slower. Please forgive me for forgetting. But today I have double monthly tickets. I still have 30 tickets left to pass the thousand. If I pass, I will Trying my best to save my life, I have to type another chapter today.