Feeling the familiar energy coming from afar, Yu Feihong, one of the few Juling Mansion disciples guarding the road to the north of West Kunlun, turned around and looked at the ox cart approaching from afar at the end of the road. His expression was stunned for a moment, and he quickly took out the yellow
The talisman is lit between the fingers to convey the message.
Immediately, he brought his left and right people with him, and they held up their hands to greet each other even though they were far apart.
"Yu Feihong of Juling Mansion, pays homage to the true king."
Squeak...squeak...
The bones of the axle turned and the wheels made a twisted groan. Above Saha's painful expression, the old cow pulled the carriage and chewed the grass happily until it stopped in front of a few people who were greeting each other.
On the way to the car, Chen Yuan also heard the call to greet him. He collected the books early and got out of the car, handing over his hands in return: "We haven't seen you for a few months. Young Master Yu has improved his cultivation."
The last time we left at Feiyan Pass, this young disciple of the Juling Mansion had obviously made breakthroughs in his cultivation in the following months, and it was not difficult to see from the energy he exuded that he had touched the threshold of the golden elixir.
If you don't have any opportunities, if you continue to cultivate in such a mediocre way, it will probably take a few years or even ten years to achieve a breakthrough.
"The true king is a genius." Yu Feihong was praised a lot, his face was calm, but his heart was actually very happy. After complimenting him, he quickly turned aside and stretched out his hand, "Please, true king, Qingxu, Yuchen
The two Taoist priests are already waiting in front."
"Haha, stop flattering each other, let's go, let's go there together."
Chen Yuan stretched out his hand to make the same movement, and then called the master who was lagging behind and digging for scorpions in the sand with the Nezha wood carving. Within a moment, he heard the crazy old man's screams, with black nails hanging on his fingers.
The big scorpion winked in pain and ran towards this side, while Nezha sat on the old man's shoulder, patting his thigh and laughing heartlessly.
When everyone in the Juling Mansion saw this scene, they all knew the crazy old man. Due to the presence of the True Lord, no one dared to laugh. They puffed their cheeks vigorously and tried their best to suppress the raised corners of their lips.
"Zhenjun, please come this way." Yu Feihong coughed dryly and walked forward to lead the way with a smile. Chen Yuan nodded and took off the shoes caught on the master's fingers as he walked.
"Apprentice." The crazy old man rubbed his red fingertips and ignored Nezha who was chattering on his shoulder. He put his finger to his apprentice's mouth and said, "Blow me up, master."
"good."
Seeing the aggrieved expression of the crazy old man, Chen Yuan smiled and blew out a breath, and the red and swollen fingertips immediately subsided and returned to their original appearance. The disciples of Juling Mansion who looked around him smiled kindly, almost all of them knew this.
A true king is very kind to his master.
"Zhenjun, where is the Zhenhai monk?"
Yu Feihong stopped and started talking to make the atmosphere more relaxed. Then he heard a shocking answer.
Chen Yuan said with a smile: "I stopped following me halfway. I said I wanted to give alms and preach the gospel, and subjugate demons all the way. When I returned to the Central Plains, I guess I still don't know where to go. I couldn't possibly get lost, even if I went to Egypt."
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"Egypt? What kind of place is that?"
"I just said it casually, I don't know."
Chen Yuan did not dare to say that it was just in the southeast of the Mediterranean. What if the world was different and there was no Egypt? However, Yu Feihong was young and energetic, so he was naturally curious at his age. As he walked, he asked Chen Yuan and others about what they had gained from going west, and what they had gained along the way.
How is the customs and customs different from those in the Central Plains?
However, Chen Yuan still left this matter to Fat Taoist. He took his master and Nezha, who was looking around curiously, to the front. From a distance, he saw two Taoist priests coming this way.
He must have received the summons before, so he didn't look surprised. Qingxu stepped forward with a smile and bowed, "Fellow Taoist, it will take several months to go. If it weren't for the heavy snow, and the things in Tianshi Mansion are complicated, I would have no choice but to go with fellow Taoist."
Look to the Western world."
"How much have you gained along the way, Fellow Daoist Chen?"
Yuchen stretched out his hand and invited Chen Yuan to go to the place where he was stationed. When asked about the harvest, Chen Yuan naturally understood the meaning of his words and pointed to the bullock cart following behind.
"inside."
Qingxu, Yuchen, who were accompanying him on the left and right, as well as the few Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion who were following them, were all stunned for a moment. Qingxu didn't believe his ears, "What...is it inside? Could it be that fellow Taoist people put that concubine in the house?"
Talk about moving?"
Afraid that they would misunderstand, Chen Yuan naturally told the truth.
"I didn't even try to persuade him to do anything, I just caught him and threw him in the car."
Everyone who was originally stunned suddenly looked at each other. In their opinion, Yan Renshen was shocked enough in the car. The last thing they heard was that he was captured and left here. Looking at Chen Yuan's plain and gentle expression, it didn't look like that.
Joking aside, the horror at this moment is unimaginable.
Along the way, the group was silent for a long time, and Qingxu suddenly spoke.
"Really in the car?"
Chen Yuan didn't expect to hold it in for so long. He just asked for confirmation. He nodded with a smile and said, "It is indeed inside, but all his divine power has been sealed. Apart from beating her to death, he is no different from a normal person."
Then he told the two Taoist priests what he had seen along the way. He hoped that after reversing time and space in the future, they would also be able to go to the west and not just limit themselves to the Central Plains, Jiangnan, and the North.
"When you go outside, you can not only broaden your horizons, but you can also see different customs, customs, and various aspects of the world, which are of great help to the journey of cultivating Taoism. The two Taoist priests should understand this.
That was the case with the little master from Zhenhai. He made a great wish when he stepped into the Western world, to return to the Central Plains step by step, spread Buddhism along the way, and save the confused Western people."
When it came to monks, Chen Yuan didn't believe him. He probably wanted to understand what the Western demons looked like and how they behaved. Of course, it was not appropriate to say these words in front of the two Taoist priests, lest they damage the image of a monk.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Chen, I want to ask you something."
Qing Xu suddenly heard Yu Chen say these words, and frowned slightly. He knew what his junior brother wanted to ask, and he even wanted to know urgently, but it was really not the most suitable time at the moment, so he quickly gave Yu Chen a wink.
, but the latter didn't seem to see it. He passed Chen Yuan with a flick of his fly whisk, came to the front and turned around.
"What do you want to ask, Taoist Master?" Chen Yuan was also stunned by Yuchen's serious expression.
"About the Kunlun Mirror."
Yuchen didn't give in. He looked at West Kunlun, where the clouds were lingering and the top of the mountain was covered with snow all year round. "After reversing time and space, will we still be the same as we are now?"
"meeting."
Chen Yuan nodded. Wen Zhong had told him this at the beginning, but if there were overlaps, he could only be reincarnated as a new person, with a new name and a new identity, to distinguish the original people.
Hearing this answer, Yuchen's face did not relax. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Then how do you prove that a poor person is still a poor person, and you are still you?"
Well……
This put Chen Yuan in a bit of a dilemma. This question was indeed quite deep, and...he didn't even know how to tell the Taoist priest in front of him.