In the early morning on Jinshi Mountain, layers of mist filled the forest, and the leaves, flowers, and grass were covered with dew.
A green and thin figure was walking staggeringly in the slippery mountain forest, holding a bamboo pole. Looking at his stumbling steps, he obviously did not look like someone who often climbed mountains and waded in rivers.
In addition to the sound of "click...click" in the forest, the sound of feet stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves, there was also the sound of the emaciated figure muttering in a hurry and panic.
"Jinshi Mountain...it's unmistakable, it's right here, but there are no stairs and the roads are completely like a barren mountain. It doesn't look like there are Taoist temples or palaces..."
"Could it be that those two immortals live in cave dwellings?"
As we walked up the mountain and passed through a dark pine forest with difficulty, our eyes became slightly brighter, and the face of this man was vaguely revealed.
He is seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly childish look on his face, red lips and white teeth, making him look like he belongs to a wealthy family.
Seeing that it was a little brighter in front of him, the handsome young man tentatively shouted: "Liu Xianchang! Liu Xianchang..."
"Chang Xian Chang!!" A clear voice echoed in the deep mountains, shaking Lin Yue.
However, what responded to him was a tiger's roar that resounded through the sky and spread for dozens of miles.
"Ouch!!"
Hearing the roar of the tiger, the young and handsome boy turned pale with fright. He quickly paused and did not dare to shout any more.
"What's wrong! What's wrong! The immortal was not found, but a big insect was summoned instead. What should I do..." the young man thought timidly.
"Crack...click" sounded like the sound of trampling on dead branches, getting closer and closer from the gloomy pine forest on the side.
"It's over, the big bug is indeed here..." The young man's legs trembled and his back felt cold.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, the young man picked up a dead branch as thick as his wrist on the ground and held it, squatting in the grass, thinking that even if it was bitten to death by the tiger, he would have to poke its eyes out.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the grass in front of me, and my eyes lit up, as if something had walked in front of me and pushed aside the cover of the grass.
"Ah!" The young man screamed. He closed his eyes and didn't dare to open them. He just used the branch to poke in front of him. Then a strong force came from his hand. He couldn't hold it at all, and the dead branch was pulled away.
In the midst of panic, I suddenly heard a rich voice laughing and scolding: "Boy, you still want to hit me because you have no strength to tie a chicken?"
"Ah...is it Taoist Chang?" Hearing this familiar voice, the young man felt as if he were listening to the sounds of nature, and he quickly opened his eyes in surprise.
Sure enough, there was a tall figure standing in front of him, two feet tall.
The figure is as majestic as a wall, with an indigo face, long fangs, a golden hoop with lotus seeds, loose hair and thin feet, and is dressed in a thin blue shirt. Isn't it Chang Long?
Chang Long asked in confusion: "Zhou Lang, if you don't study at home, why are you here in the mountains?"
It turned out that this young man was none other than Zhou Qing, the third son of Grand Duke Zhou when Master Liu Qiao and his disciples stayed at Zhoujiazhuang last time.
Zhou Qing's handsome face turned bitter when he heard this, and he said with a mournful face: "It's a long story, so I'd like to ask the two immortals to help me. By the way, where's Liu Xianchang?"
Chang Long asked with a smile: "Want to see my master?"
As soon as Zhou Qing nodded, he felt a sense of weightlessness, which was followed by an exclamation of surprise.
"Ah..." A big hand pinched his shoulder, and the wind blew past his ears. The trees under his feet quickly became smaller, and in the blink of an eye they reached a height of 100 feet.
Before he could recover, he landed firmly on the ground again. When he realized what he was doing, he was already on a cliff.
There seems to be an abyss below, with no bottom visible, only wisps of clouds and mist lingering, as if you are in a fairyland. On the top of the cliff, on a ten-foot-wide rock, sits a Taoist priest in yellow.
Zhou Qing came back to his senses slightly, saw the Taoist looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly bowed and said: "I have seen Immortal Liu, please ask Immortal for help!!"
"Slow down..." Liu Qiao raised his hand to stop him and said slowly: "Don't be in a hurry. Please tell me clearly what's going on first..."
However, he had just taken Dangui the day before yesterday, which increased his power for three hundred years, but his magic power was empty and the fire nature was too strong. Master Liu Qiao and his disciples sat in meditation on the golden top of the cliff in order to calm down the fire energy in their magic power.
This kind of skill was later said to be faced with the wall for nine years, waiting for the imperial edict to ascend.
Even in the ancient times, there were no such complicated immortals, but with three hundred years of practice, most of them could train Yin Shen, and they were considered to be middle-to-lower level Qi practitioners.
However, as soon as he sat down on the cliff in the morning, Liu Qiao's skill increased greatly and his mental perception was sensitive, he realized that someone was coming from the bottom of the mountain.
Fearing that Zhou Qing might be eaten by tigers and leopards in the mountains, Chang Long went down to pick him up.
It's strange to say that a few days ago Liu Qiao ran to Qingfeng Mountain with a scared look on his face and asked True Lord Daode for help.
In the blink of an eye, another person also ran to Jinshi Mountain, begging for help. This change was simply too fast.
"Since the Heavenly Immortal left a few days ago, people in the village have been dying one after another, and funerals have been held every two days..."
Zhou Qing said with a horrified look: "There were also deaths in my family the day before yesterday. First, the strong woman of Zhuang Ke suddenly died suddenly. My father thought that there was still a goblin causing trouble, so he asked me to take a few young men to Luoyang to find an immortal to save his life..."
"I beg the immortal to be merciful and help me save my life!" Zhou Qing said, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.
Liu Qiao waved his hand, and Chang Long stepped forward to help him up, preventing him from bowing again.
He asked doubtfully: "Didn't I say that a few strong men came here? Where are the people?"
"I encountered some things on the road, and they all... got lost, and I was the only one..." Zhou Qing said with a low expression.
It turned out that the day before yesterday, he had left Zhoujiazhuang with four young men from his hometown. They traveled day and night, asking for directions from people they met, borrowing roads from villages, and headed towards Luoyang.
But Zhou Qing felt weird along the way. From time to time, there was a cold and creepy feeling behind him, as if there was an invisible ghost following behind him.
After saying this, Zhou Qing showed a look of fear, as if he remembered something extremely terrifying.
Liu Qiao took a closer look at Zhou Qing's appearance, feeling a little confused and exclaiming: "That's weird, that's weird, I have never seen such a weird appearance like yours..."
Chang Long and Zhou Qing were both confused and asked puzzledly: "What's so weird?"
"You clearly know that the sky is covered with dark clouds. This is a sign of death. It is said that if you can't survive a night, you are already dead..." Liu Qiao also looked a little puzzled.
He was a little surprised and said: "Logically speaking, you should have died violently two days ago, but now you are full of energy, strong energy, and the death energy between your eyebrows is still there, but you are still alive and well..."
Liu Qiao's fortune-telling skills were learned from Jiang Shang. Although he cannot be said to be as sophisticated as Jiang Shang, ordinary people who have not practiced it can still see extremely accurately.
It can also be regarded as a judgment of yin and yang with one word, and can observe the misfortunes, blessings, life and death of mortals.
But Zhou Qing's face is really weird. When I saw it for the first time, I just felt that the heaven was full, the ground pavilion was round, pure red teeth, white teeth, and long earlobes. This was the appearance of wealth and beauty, and the family of Fu Yuanxian, beautiful jade
capital.
All in all, he has the aura of a protagonist.
When I saw him this time, his basic blessings had not changed, but his vitality had greatly increased, and the energy of death was approaching, and he was still alive and kicking. This was really weird.
Could it be that there are still some errors in the physiognomy taught by Jiang Shang?
It's also impossible. In later generations, Jiang Shang was the pure founder of the five magical arts of Shan, medicine, fortune, fortune telling, and fortune telling.
Liu Qiao knew everything about his true biography, so how could he not see it accurately? That’s why I felt strange.
He looked at it carefully again, pondered in his mind, made some guesses, and asked: "Tell me more about what happened when you came here, especially what strange and good things you did!"
"A strange good thing?" Zhou Qing was a little confused. It seemed that he had not done anything good, but when the immortal asked, he did not dare to neglect it. He immediately thought hard about what happened.
"The night before yesterday, when we were crossing Qingliu Stream in Lintong, there was no bridge across the four-to-five-foot-wide river. We carried seven large stones, barely built a bridge, and waded across the river, but two people were lost..."
"Besides, the three of us stayed in a ruined temple in the northern suburbs of Dengzhou last night, and two more people got lost..." Zhou Qing said ignorantly.
Liu Qiao said thoughtfully: "It rained last night. What did you do in the ruined temple?"
"That temple is the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor Temple. It has a broken roof. There is a big hole on the tile roof. It started raining as soon as we entered. I saw that the clay statue of the Holy Emperor was soaked by the rain..."
Zhou Qing paused and then said: "I thought that the golden body of the Holy Emperor was exposed to the rain, and I couldn't bear it, so I covered the top of the clay statue with a bamboo hat.
When I woke up this morning, my two companions were gone and I was the only one. I got lost this morning. It was an old uncle with a cane who showed me the way..."
Liu Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he smiled without stroking his hands: "Good boy, you are truly blessed!"
"good fortune?"
Chang Long and Zhou Qing were both shocked, but they were confused and didn't know what they meant.
"Hmm... that's right. There is a dragon at the source of the clear stream. Water often floods when the weather is cloudy. The people in the mountain are miserable. You put down seven stones to correspond to the seven stars.
Therefore, by mistake, I suppressed the Dragon Vein, claiming that I not only built a bridge for the mountain people to pass by, but also prevented the dragon from causing trouble. This is a meritorious deed..."
Liu Qiao twisted his beard and said, the more I look at Zhou Qing, the more extraordinary I feel. He is like the halo of the protagonist.
He stood up again and said: "The one who shows you the way is not an old uncle, but God Xuanyuan..."
After saying this, Liu Qiao straightened his sleeves, looked solemnly in the direction of Dengzhou, and bowed his head.
"Holy Emperor Xuanyuan!" Zhou Qing and Chang Long were both surprised, with disbelief on their faces.
To be honest, Liu Qiao couldn't believe it, but all these signs showed that this "big brother" had indeed manifested his sage, and he also directed Zhou Qing to come over. Could it be God's will?
When Zhou Qing came, he must have been followed by evil gods and demons who wanted to kill him. Several of his companions were obviously buried in the demon's belly.
However, he was really blessed with profound blessings. First, he filled up the rocks to build a bridge, and placed seven stars on it to suppress the evil dragons. Suddenly, his fortune greatly increased, his merits were restored, and the demons did not dare to harm him.
Another moment of kindness, he couldn't bear the rain on the golden body of the Holy Emperor, so he covered the statue with a bamboo hat and soaked himself in the rain.
Because of this, Holy Emperor Xuanyuan favored him and actually manifested himself to show Zhou Qing the path to find him.
Of course, these are Liu Qiao's speculations and may not be accurate. They may also be manifestations of other gods. But no matter what, Zhou Qing is considered a person of great fortune and is protected by ghosts and gods.
After Liu Qiao bowed to the north, he turned around with his hands behind his hands, feeling a little unsure in his heart.
Originally Liu Qiao didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but if the Holy Emperor really descended and directed Zhou Lang to come to him to save his life, then he would have to do it.
"The sky is hanging like an elephant, so that's how it is..." Liu Qiao seemed to have some realization as he watched the clouds and mist billowing under the cliff.
Just now, Liu Qiao secretly divined money divination and asked the founder of the Yuan Dynasty for guidance, but still got no response and gained nothing.
But when I thought about parting, True Lord Daode once said: "Qi refiners should follow the will of heaven and follow the signs of heaven, and they will never go wrong..."
At that time, Liu Qiao was still puzzled by its meaning and had no idea what it meant, but now he has some understanding.
The leaders of the three religions, Huang Tian Hou Tu, God Wa Huang, aren’t the meanings of these people the will of God?
If you act according to the will of these people, you will not go wrong.
Unless you really offend one of the big guys and they will trick you to death, in other words, you will become an outcast.
But if you don't act according to his will, it's even worse. You may have to retaliate on the spot and lose the chance of becoming a pawn.
If this matter was indeed directed by the Holy Emperor, then Liu Qiao would have to take action no matter what.
Even if Wan Zhi is not good enough, Liu Qiao's backing is still the three ancestors of the Taoist sect. The three leaders are the leaders in Taoism and are also people who play chess. They should not let his disciples be tricked by other "big guys".
Liu Qiao did not dare to violate the will of the Patriarch, nor did he dare to disrespect the will of Holy Emperor Xuanyuan.
If you offend any of these saints, you will have a "bad future" in the future.
Since the patriarch would not respond, it meant acquiescence, and Liu Qiao could only act according to the wishes of Holy Emperor Xuanyuan.
Having made up his mind, Liu Qiao turned around with a flick of his sleeves, helped Zhou Qing up, and said boldly: "Good boy, don't panic, tell me everything you know about this matter, if there are any monsters causing trouble, I will make the decision for you..."
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"Papa will take care of this matter!"
Looking at the ambiguous look in the Immortal Chief's eyes, which looked like "a strange thing", Zhou Qing couldn't help but shudder.