Ever since Daoxuan, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, brought the fish back to Qingyun Mountain from the Gou Mountains in the south a hundred years ago, there has been a famous dish for hundreds of miles: braised fish.
This fish is tender, smooth, and sweet in the mouth. It is said that even the immortals on Qingyun Mountain come down from time to time just to take a bite of the human eye fireworks.
It's just those people who cultivate the truth and practice the Taoism, and the unfathomable gods and immortals naturally have no chance to be seen by ordinary people. However, the reputation of this stewed fish has spread thousands of miles away, and countless people come to Heyang City every day for it.
The most famous restaurant for this dish is Shanhaiyuan in Heyang City.
At this time, two figures came in a panic, heading towards where there were more people. The old man in the lead was breathing heavily and muttering: "The world is getting worse, the world is getting worse. Young people nowadays are so ruthless!"
As he spoke, Zhou Xian rubbed his red eyes and took in a breath of pain.
The original crane-bone fairy-like aura was instantly gone.
It’s such a bad time, who would have thought that he could be chased like a dog just by talking about books and earning some hard money.
Isn't it just some random talk in some places, but it won't kill anyone.
The world is really in decline!
Today's young people don't know how to respect their elders and love them.
"It's not all my fault, Grandpa, for your boasting! You don't even know about the Demon Cult, yet you still have to talk nonsense. If you hadn't run fast, I wouldn't have been punched today." The little girl following behind was angry.
blow.
"You damn girl, you really don't know what to do to grandpa. I have been doing good deeds for half my life, how could I have met you in the first place? If I had known, I would have let you cry to death on the roadside without caring about you!"
The little girl was neither scared nor angry. She had heard such words many times.
"Whatever, I already got the money anyway. Grandpa will take you to eat a famous dish today!" Seeing the Shanhaiyuan sign, Yi Xian stopped in his tracks and pulled the little girl towards the restaurant.
Fortunately, those ordinary people today have never seen the market. Listening to his nonsense, bah, how can it be nonsense? They obviously listened to his eloquent eloquence, so they also made a lot of money. Eat and drink.
enough.
As for the next meal, he, the Immortal Zhou, is short of money?
Things outside the body are readily available at a pinch.
"Xiaohuan, let's eat today." Zhou Yixian was just about to say stewed fish when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure by the window, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Xiao Huan followed Yi Xian's gaze and saw a young man wearing a purple robe and a golden bell hanging from his waist sitting by the window.
When she heard her grandfather mutter "Big fish" in a low voice, she instantly knew what he was thinking and kept winking at Yi Xian.
Zhou Yixian didn't seem to notice Xiaohuan's movements. He took a step forward and came to the young man's side. He said seriously: "Little brother, I see you are covered with dark clouds, your hall is dark, and your face is lifeless. Something is wrong!"
How about you let me do the math for you?"
The person sitting by the window is Jing Zhou.
Some time ago, the spies under the old boss received a letter saying that Monk Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, had gone to Qingyun Mountain.
Pu Zhi came here to exchange cultivation methods with Daoxuan in order to pry into the secret of immortality. However, among the various sects, which one does not value their own cultivation methods more seriously than their own lives?
Naturally, it is difficult to achieve universal wisdom, and I am afraid that I will have to come down from Qingyun Mountain soon.
Determined to obtain the bloodthirsty bead on Pu Zhi's body, Jingzhou took the wild dog to the foot of Qingyun Mountain. Unexpectedly, Pu Zhi had never seen him before, but he would meet Zhou Xian here.
Jingzhou turned around and looked at the old liar in front of him with interest. Others didn't know Zhou Xian, but he knew this old man very well. Although he was a deceiver, he was still a strange person. Among all the gods in the world,
There is almost nothing strange and magical that this old man doesn't know about.
"What did I do wrong to stump me? Why doesn't this kid ask me to tell my fortune?" Yiyi Xian secretly wondered.
In the past, when I met a young man like this who was new to the world, as long as he opened his mouth and made a few nonsense words, he would be offered money and shamelessly asked him to tell his fortune. I don’t know how many times Zhou Xian has done this kind of thing.
Very familiar.
But at this moment, the young man in front of him remained silent and just looked at him up and down, which actually made him feel uncomfortable, as if all the secrets in his body were being seen.
When Zhou Yixian was doubting himself, he heard the young man say: "What if the calculation is not accurate?"
There's drama!
Zhou Yixian looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in his hand.
I'm afraid that if this young man doesn't speak, if he does, even the so-called gods who came down from Qingyun Mountain will be fooled by him.
Immortal Zhou Yi smiled faintly and said: "To tell you the truth, little brother, I have been proficient in Tiangang Divine Calculation, Nine Numerology, and Jade Pillar Phraseology since I was a child. I have calculated no less than thousands of hexagrams, and I have never made a mistake."
As he spoke, he shook the bamboo pole in his hand again, revealing the side with "Immortal Guiding the Way" written on it.
Xiao Huan secretly tugged on Yi Xian's sleeve. This young man was very shrewd at first glance. How could his grandfather deceive him?
She was afraid that Yi Xian would be beaten again soon.
Moreover, this young man's horoscope was extremely complicated. After just a few glances, Xiao Huan felt his head was dizzy.
Jing Zhou chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, I am also proficient in the art of divination. In my opinion, you are covered with dark clouds and your hall is dark. If you don't have noble people to help you, you may be in serious trouble."
What?
Zhou Yixian was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned strange.
In his hundred years of walking on earth, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.
As for the words about dark clouds and dark halls, they were just random nonsense on his part and were not effective, but this young man returned them unchanged.
Could it be that this young man, who looked like a boy from the family, was from the same group as him?
If you look at his clothes, and then look at himself, Yi Xian suddenly has the illusion that he will live as long as a dog.
Damn it, everyone is talking nonsense, so why is there such a huge gap?
Xiao Huan shook Yi Xian's arm, waking him up from his reverie.
Zhou Yixian laughed and was about to cover up the fortune-telling, but suddenly there was a loud bang in his ear: "Okay, you stinky old man, you dare to run away, let me find it easy for you! I won't give it to you.
Look, you stinky old man doesn’t know how powerful grandpa is!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The next moment, a tall figure rushed over from behind and grabbed the clothes around Zhou Xian's neck. Who else could it be if he wasn't a wild dog Taoist!
"How could this Taoist who looks like a dog be able to chase him here? Could it be that this Taoist's nose is as sharp as a dog? It's over, it's over, I can't escape now, I'm bound to get a beating, and I'll have to do it later
Cover your face. This dog Taoist priest can’t do anything serious." Zhou Xian was thinking wildly when the voice of a wild dog came again in his ears: "Boss, boss, you... why are you here?"
"I thought you went to Qing, I thought you went to the mountains."
As if remembering something, the wild dog said again: "Okay, you stinky old man, you dare to deceive others and get to the head of Dao Master, see if I don't break your old bones!"
The next moment, Zhou Xian's screams sounded.
"Don't, don't slap me in the face, everything I said is true, ouch...!"
"You stinky old man, you are talking nonsense, saying that the master of the Blood Refining Hall was slapped by the Poison God and almost lost half his life. Did you see it with your own eyes or something?"
"The Poison God is the person with the deepest cultivation in the Demon Sect. His moral conduct is not much worse than that of Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun Sect. He only slapped the leader of the Blood Refining Hall, which is already light."
"Fuck your mother!"
"Taoist Priest, I really didn't lie to you. Oh, don't, don't hit..."
"Didn't you lie to me? Master Tao asked you to tell your fortune, and you actually said that Master Tao will never achieve great success or establish a great cause in this life. Bah! This is not nonsense! Your wild dog, Master Tao, has always been blessed with good fortune, and he will definitely be able to do something.
A great achievement has come!"
"The three lines on your forehead were born early, but the merit lines were pushed aside, and the merit lines were never cut off. There is no follow-up power. If you don't look like a noble person, oh, goodbye, goodbye..."
"Don't slap me in the face..."
The screams came one after another.
"Big brother." Xiao Huan looked at Jing Zhou, his eyes watery.
"Forget it, this old man has learned a lesson." Jing Zhou called out to stop the wild dog.
Only then did he become convinced that this week's Immortal Guo was really of low cultivation and was not an expert in the game world.
Even so, this man's ability to escape with his escape skills is top-notch.
Wherever there is excitement in the original work, wherever the Immortal Zhou joins in, the places where good and evil are fighting are, without exception, almost always with the figure of this old liar. I don’t know how many people died in the two demon sects, but this old man who was not keen on practicing was alive.
of good.
"Huh! Old man, I will spare you this time!" The wild dog glared at Zhou Xian fiercely and got up from him.
Zhou Yixian tidied up his robes that had been torn apart by wild dogs, and murmured in a low voice that he could only hear: "Fortunately, it is not the time to eat, and there is no one in the restaurant, otherwise people would see this picture of me."
From the looks of it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deceive again in Heyang City in the future. You will have to change your clothes when you go out later, hiss, this bastard of a wild dog is really ruthless!"
Jing Zhou waved to Xiao Huan, and Xiao Huan's eyes were like crescent moons, and she jumped to the table.
"Try this fish, it tastes pretty good." Jing Zhou smiled at Xiao Huan.
"Thank you, big brother." The little girl, who had been eating and hungry after following Zhou Xian, showed her dimples and her voice was clear and sweet.
"That, that", Zhou Xian rubbed his hands and glanced back and forth on the table, hesitating to speak.
This damn girl only knows how to eat for herself and doesn't know how to take a bite of grandpa. She is really unfilial.
Is it difficult for him, Old Immortal Zhou, to save face and take the initiative to speak?
"Want to eat?" Jing Zhou glanced at Yi Xian.
The old man said "hehe", which was self-evident.
This braised fish is one of the best in the area.
Just one whiff will whet your appetite.
Everything is better except it's more expensive.
Wouldn't it save his old man a lot of money if he just had a free meal today?
"Let's sit together." Jing Zhou nodded the table with his fan.
"Hey, this is the mountain and river fan of Patriarch Fengyue!" Only then did Zhouxian Xian catch a glimpse of the fan in the young man's hand.
The folding fan is painted in gold, with a mountain, a river and an eagle painted on the fan. The brushwork is delicate and the painting style is vigorous.
The wild dog snorted: "I guess you, old man, are quite discerning."
Zhou Yixian seemed to have forgotten that he had been beaten up by a wild dog before, and said proudly: "My old man is very talented and knowledgeable. There is nothing in the world that I don't know."
Then he frowned again and murmured: "It's strange, this Fengyue Patriarch is also a giant, how could his magic weapon be in the hands of outsiders?"
In a daze, Zhou Yixian seemed to have thought of something, and was secretly surprised. Could it be that this young man was the master of the Blood Refining Hall? With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the wild dog had some aura of the Blood Refining Hall's skills.
In the past few years, the Blood Refining Hall has been in the limelight, and it can suddenly be ranked alongside the four major sects of the Demon Sect. If the Blood Refining Hall had not yet had some foundation, it would probably have returned to the situation it had eight hundred years ago.
It's just that the leader of the Blood Refining Hall has always been mysterious. Except for the Poison God who had a battle with him, no one from other sects has ever seen the true face of the leader of the Blood Refining Hall.
Zhou Yixian thought for a while and then was too lazy to think about it anymore. Instead, he sat down at the table, slammed the table, and said with great momentum: "Waiter, serve the wine!"
...
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles northwest of the big city "Heyang", there is a small village called Caomiao Village.
There are more than forty families living here, and the folk customs are simple. Most of the people in the village make a living by collecting firewood from the mountains, because it is close to Qingyun Gate, and a bundle of firewood can be exchanged for some silver with Qingyun Gate.
On this day, the sky was gloomy and the dark clouds were hanging low, making people feel breathless.
In the east end of the village, in a dilapidated small temple that had gone through many years of wind and rain, a dirty old monk wearing a worn-out cassock was sitting on the floor meditating. He was holding a string of jasper beads in his hand. The beads were crystal clear and scattered.
There was a faint clear light, but in the clear light, there was a dark purple round bead, which was dim and dull, which was very strange.
Suddenly, the old monk's face darkened and he looked outside, only to see a child swept away by a black air.
"Amitabha, it is so good that monks are compassionate. I will definitely not let my children be harmed by evil people." The old monk's skinny body rose up from the ground and plunged straight into the black air.
After a few muffled sounds, the old monk and the black man exchanged hands and snatched the child away.
"How dare the bald donkey meddle in my business!" He yelled angrily. The next moment, the wind was strong, the ghost energy was strong, and a large blood-colored flag two feet high was sacrificed.
"Poisonous Blood Banner! Evil man, you dare to lose all your conscience to refine such evil things. I will not disturb you today!" The old monk looked like a vajra with angry eyes. It is true that the poisonous blood banner is extremely poisonous when refined. It needs to be treated with human beings.
If the Essence and Blood Sacrifice wanted this poisonous blood flag to exert its power, at least hundreds of people would need to be slaughtered.
The next moment, golden light flashed, black air filled the air, and the world was filled with a sense of solemnity.
"Hahahaha, since you recognize this flag, you can go and see the Buddha with peace of mind!" The man in the black air laughed wildly, and a ferocious grimace suddenly appeared on the bloody red flag. In just a moment, all four eyes on the ghost's face suddenly opened.
Opening it, with a "roar", it turned into an entity, rushed out from the flag, and struck the old monk with an extremely bloody aura.
The old monk stretched out his five fingers, formed the Buddhist lion seal, and struck at the ghost summoned by the bloody banner.
"Bang bang bang."
There were constant explosions in the air.
Grass, trees, bricks and stones are flying in the air.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard an angry shout in the air:
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder."
"The brilliant power of heaven, lead it with the sword!"
Boom boom boom!
The sound of thunder shook the surrounding areas.
A mountain-like blue beam of light descended from the sky, and the sky and the earth changed color.