Chapter nine hundred and seventy fourth family reunion
Bai Yujing, the highest place.
The young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head was lying on the railing, squinting and smiling. After all, idleness is idle, so why not sit quietly and watch the world? In the eyes of the sisters on the 12th floor of the five cities below, at least they can still follow him.
A little bit of fairy spirit.
Lu Chen looked at a high city palace. There was someone there who had received a teaching decree. He had just set off and came to Shangqing Pavilion to meet with Lu Chen. Immortal Lords were already keenly aware of this person's "ascension" track.
I am quite envious of this person's fortune. After all, it is a privilege to be able to climb up to the twelfth floor of the Shangqing Pavilion and overlook the entire Five Cities. It shows that you have entered the sect's Dharma Eyes, and the path is promising. Lu Chen waved to the cyan figure,
He smiled and said: "Yang Xiaotianjun, this way, this way."
The young Taoist priest landed lightly and stood in the corridor. He bowed respectfully to Lu Chen and said, "Yang Ningxing of Lingbao City, pay your respects to Master Lu."
Lu Chen smiled, waved his hand and said: "No gifts, no gifts, I have told you so many times, just call me uncle. Since you and Chen Ping'an are good friends who are brothers, then you and I are close friends. There are no outsiders here."
, I am being polite to whom, is this the right thing to do?"
This Yang Ningxing was born in the Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department in Luzhou, Beiju. He came to Qingming World through Wucai Tianxia, and finally reached the sky in one step. He entered Baiyujing and became the registered disciple of Senior Brother Yu, and Senior Brother Yu in Lingbao City.
The place of enlightenment, so Yang Ningxing is now practicing in Lingbao City. Although he is young, his seniority cannot be higher.
Yang Ningxing still lowered his head, "I don't dare."
Lu Chen made a serious face and lectured: "Master nephew, don't be like this, it's boring. The scholar in black who plotted against Chen Pingan again and again is cuter."
Yang Ningxing raised her head and hesitated, "I wonder if Headmaster Lu will summon the juniors today?"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing serious as you think. I just want to take you to see the scenery and fulfill my duties as a junior uncle."
Although Yang Ningxing was confused, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Lu Chen stretched out his two fingers and flicked them towards Yang Ningxing's eyebrows. In an instant, the latter's eyes turned golden. Yang Ningxing felt dizzy, even if he tried his best to suppress the ripples in his heart and the whole human world.
Although the weather was shaken, he still couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He put the back of his hand against his forehead and pressed the railing with another hand. Finally, he managed to stabilize his body. Lu Chen said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I'll help you temporarily open your eyes."
, if you can borrow a little bit of eyesight from Bai Yujing, you can see what I see."
Sure enough, as Master Lu said, Yang Ningxing found that what he was seeing was "Yang Ningxing".
Lu Chen turned around and looked at a high-rise building. In Baiyujing, it has the reputation of "planting green peaches against the clouds on the horizon". A group of blue luan's soared in the clouds and mist, and the Taoist official was in the forest, his face as green as blue.
It couldn't be easier for Lu Chen to see the world's scenery. With his own realm and the location of Bai Yujing, he can see all the people and scenes in the world, even to the smallest detail, as if they are close at hand. But he has to find a specific person.
Individuals can accurately find out the whereabouts of the opponent, especially those who are proficient in concealing secrets. It is not like looking for a needle in a haystack. Taking the initiative is futile, but it is not easy and extremely laborious. And Lu Chen is notoriously lazy.
, Furthermore, there is a Yangguan Tower in Bai Yujing, which is responsible for keeping an eye on the movements of the monks on the top of a mountain in the world. However, it is not without flaws. There are really endless ways to deceive people in the world, and they are mysterious and mysterious.
Lu Chen first took a trip to Lizhu Cave, where he had set up a stall in the town for more than ten years. Not long ago, he took a trip to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Savage World. It seemed that he just took a nap, and in the blink of an eye, Qingming World was
Things are becoming more and more different.
After that, Yang Ningxing "followed" Lu Chen's gaze, as fast as an arrow, through the sea of clouds, looking down at the earth like a flying bird, and saw the outline of a continent, then mountains and rivers stretching like dragons and snakes, and then a
The majestic city with strong dragon luck is finally a Qingwu Temple built by the royal family...
"The world, Bingzhou, Qingshen Dynasty, Qingwu Temple. The world is getting smaller and the people are getting bigger."
Lu Chen shifted his gaze slightly and said with a smile: "The group of Wuling boys are right here, the Golden Jade Dojo Taoist Cave. You must visit this place when you travel in the future. The rice thief Wang Yuanlu and the martial artist Qi Gu
They all walked out from here. However, Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, is not in the capital now. He has gone to guard Chaoge and Xu Jun, the immortal Taoist couple. The Qingshen Dynasty is also one of the few places where temples were built, and there is a hidden one among them.
The purple-robed monk who is very good at swordsmanship is the Jiang Xiu who is now famous. Jiang Xiu’s swordsmanship is so high that he can compete with your master. Jiang Xiu’s appearance this time is a lucky coincidence. He probably wants to help us with Buddhism in the world.
Bai Yujing wants an explanation."
"This is Ruzhou, the Chijin Dynasty, Yashan."
"Because of the 'Master Lin', this Red Gold Dynasty has a Yashan Mountain, prosperous martial arts, and is the best in the world. Lin Jiangxian came to our Qingming world as a guest, and I don't know what he wants to ask for."
Hearing this, Yang Ningxing asked curiously: "Master Lu, is this Master Lin a qi practitioner?"
After coming to Qingming Tianxia, even in Lingbao City where the Taoist officials were quite conceited, whenever they talked about Lin Jiangxian, they all respected him.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "Let's just say that in this life, Lin Jiangxian is not a Qi practitioner, let alone a sword cultivator, but... a swordsman?"
"The reason why Taoist Master Guan Sun of Xuandu is said to be 'ashamed to be ranked before Master Lin' is not only a kind of sympathy, but also not a compliment. It is because Lin Jiangxian is really capable of fighting, very good! The other worlds,
Together with the female Martial God Pei Bei of Haoran Tianxia, these three number one in the world have different meanings from Lin Jiangxian's number one. Master Lin's number one in the Qingming world can really only be number one in the world.
The gap between the second and Lin Jiangxian is probably as big as the Ascension Realm and the Fifteenth Realm, but the gap between Zhang Tiaoxia and Pei Bei is far less exaggerated."
Yang Ningxing asked in confusion: "Swordsman?"
Lu Chen nodded: "Because with or without the long sword in hand, there are two Lin Jiangxian."
"It's a pity that there are thousands of people practicing martial arts in Qingming, and no one is qualified to let Lin Jiangxian use a sword."
"Look at Youzhou again. Every time it snows here, it always snows very heavily. This year is no exception. The snowflakes are almost as big as fists. Did you see that ancient battlefield site? Is the evil spirit heavy? They are all rising into the sky.
.If it weren’t for the Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain and the Hongnong Yang family, each with its own experts, guarding one side and sacrificing the Taoism of one Ascension Realm monk every thousand years, there would have been turmoil with millions of Yin soldiers rising up. It is said that there would have been chaos.
A few years ago, the Yang family gave birth to a peerless beauty who was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was in her twenties. Look, she is combing her hair under the curtain of water. She is sitting lazily. She is beautiful. She is so beautiful. Look at her post.
The plump curvature of the spring stool...and how white the arms holding the position are. Hey, why can't I see her face clearly? The Hongnong Yang family is really not authentic in doing things. This is to prevent thieves!"
Yang Ningxing couldn't do such a thing. He closed his eyes, but found that it was useless. He could see whatever Lu Chen saw.
"Master Nephew Yang, listen to what my uncle taught me as someone who has been through it. In the future, when Taoism is advanced, don't do this kind of thing too much. It's too nerve-wracking and it's a taboo in Taoism."
"Let's take a look at Yongzhou. This is the smallest state in the Qingming world. It is similar to the Aquariuszhou in the vast world. Isn't this very interesting? This was the place where Wuzhou's Taoist temple was in the early years. Now there is a fish charm.
In the dynasty, the young empress Zhu Xuan was building a large altar for universal worship. On the top of the mountain in the water, there was a long-established Lotus Root Temple. Inside the temple was a sacred weapon that could protect the country. Outside the temple, an old camphor tree could be used for divination.
Good or bad luck for the state."
"This Zhu Xuan is such a fickle woman. When she was young, she hung herself with a poor man on a hook for a hundred years. She said she would marry Brother Lu when she grew up. Now she is indeed a tall girl, but she turned her back and refused to admit it.
Alas, is it possible that all good-looking women like to talk like this without keeping their words?"
"In Yongzhou, in Bingjie Mountain, there was a Supreme Patriarch, Long Xinpu, who loved to spread songs and prophecies. However, he always liked the king and grandson of Xuandu Temple. He was so infatuated that he didn't look like a Qi practitioner who had attained immortality. That's it.
Yongzhou was once the birthplace of the rice thieves lineage, but the Taoist officials at that time were not belittled as rice thieves. When the momentum was at its peak, the Taoist officials and those who could follow the steps were destined to be rice thieves.
There are as many as one million candidates for Lu's Taoist officials, and that's just on the surface, Yang Ningxing, do you know what this number means?"
There are many travelers from Zhuzhou.
Qizhou, Xuandu Temple. It is also the state that Lu Chen often visits, a Taoist temple.
Yinzhou, Liangjingshan and Dachao Sect were married like this. Sister Chaoge, whose Taoist name was reexamined, is really a good match. She has made wedding clothes for others to the point where she is willing to give up all the Taoism and let herself fall.
The realm is endless, just for the possibility that Xu Jun, a Taoist monk who was born as a ghost cultivator, can hope to take the lead in occupying a place among the fourteenth realm monks.
At the entrance of a heavily restricted cave in the Dachao Sect, Yao Qing suddenly raised his head, smiled, and shook his head, as if to remind Master Lu not to peek into this place.
Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, then became furious and yelled: "There are so many strange people in the world, is it possible that only poor Taoists can survive after being full?"
In Youzhou, there is a purple-robed monk who has no trace of his feet on the snow. He is singing loudly, "We talk about mysteries in the thatched hut, and talk about morality on the futon. Don't mention anything else."
As if the monk noticed the clues, he turned around and smiled, looking towards Bai Yujing from a distance. The monk casually swiped his hand, and the sword light exploded between heaven and earth, cutting off the line of sight on the spot.
Lu Chen clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Master nephew, have you seen that Jiang Xiu's swordsmanship is very powerful? Isn't it well-deserved? The poor Taoist's vision of people is always very accurate! Do you believe that if Jiang Xiu attacks with all his strength, a sword light can reach him directly?
Bai Yujing?"
Yang Ningxing was speechless.
On a secluded hilltop, with white snow and green bamboos, a handsome young man came to the Yanxia Cave in Zhenyue Palace and chose this place to eat a pot of winter bamboo shoots stewed with bacon. Two women were sitting at the table, one of whom had slightly dark skin.
Wearing a wooden hairpin, linen clothes and straw sandals, the other one has an appearance that is more in line with the general sense of a fairy. He is dressed in a green robe and is full of Taoism.
Lu Chen smiled and introduced the identities of the three of them to Yang Ningxing, "Little headmaster Zhang Fenghai, Lu Bixia, and of course the Sanxian Nie Bixia, there is also a master."
Zhang Fenghai suddenly put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Master Lu, I haven't seen you for many years."
After a while, Zhang Fenghai picked up the chopsticks again, obviously the line of sight had withdrawn.
The last scene Yang Ningxing saw was the Sui Chu Palace and the Stork Tower.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "What a 'literary' Gao Ping. A scholar can talk about military affairs on paper, but a defeated general dare not speak bravely."
Lu Chen sighed, and with a flick of his hand, he removed the magical power that was temporarily borrowed from Yang Ningxing.
Breathe the water and drink the light from the mountains, sell your military energy into the light of the sun and the moon.
Cai Daohuang, the betrothal shop in the world and the matchmaking mountain in the world, known as "the old man holding the red thread" by later generations, once was in charge of a marriage book.
Lu Chen personally confirmed one thing in Lizhu Cave. The marriage book that "says it is useful is useless, but says it is useless is extremely useful" is no longer in the hands of the old man who opened the wedding shop in the small town. No surprise.
, this matter is once again the mastermind behind the scenes of old man Yang from the drug store.
Half of the marriage book had already fallen into the hands of Liu Qi. The reason why the latter traveled to a foreign land together with his friend Cao Zu and came to Qingming from Haoran was most likely because of the remaining half of the marriage book.
.Is it that Chao Ge? After all, the household registration of this female crown is that Chao Tiannu.
What Liu Qi did was not a helpless move by Bai Yeqian.
The biggest feature of Liu Qici is that it is the complaint of all the lovers in the world who never became dependents in the end.
So trying to use the "entire marriage book" to draw red lines for lovers in the world is indeed in line with Liu Qi's path.
Cui Cheng, a martial artist from the Aquarius Continent in Luo Shan Bamboo House, has always regarded himself as a scholar. In the end, he only accepted two disciples, and they were all anonymous. As a result, he accidentally taught boxing and his martial arts reached a dead end.
Lu Chen sighed deeply.
If you are not a martial artist, you are not free. Cui Cheng has long been in charge.
The sun rises and the moon sets, all are swordsmanship.
Lin Jiangxian, whose old name is Xie Xinen, is just a pseudonym that hides the beginning and the end.
The real name is probably written on the secret door of the Summer Palace of Jianqi Great Wall.
The old hermit officer Xiao Xun, the new hermit officer Chen Ping'an. The old penal officer Hao Su, the new penal officer Qi Shou.
In the thousands of years since the Sword Qi Great Wall, among the three sword cultivators with official titles, only the priest whose whereabouts are still missing and whose life and death is unknown has always refused to be replaced by the new.
Seeing that Headmaster Lu was deep in thought, Yang Ningxing took three steps back, bowed his head, and said softly: "Headmaster Lu, will this junior leave this place now?"
Lu Chen came to his senses and said with a smile: "Let's do it together."
Holding the railing with one hand, Lu Chen climbed over and headed towards Shenxiao City.
The current city lord of Shenxiao City is Jiang Yunsheng, who looks like a little Taoist boy.
The last city lord, Yao Kejiu, whose Taoist name was "Naigu", failed to return home in the end.
Good flowers are like old friends. If you don’t drink from the cup, your cup will be empty. Unfortunately, old friends are not like flowers.
On the city wall in his hometown, a young swordsman named Fang Ai picked up the wooden handle of the whisk left by Yao Kejiu.
Only he and Dong Huafu chose to stay in Shenxiao City among the 12th floor of the Five Cities. The other seven sword cultivators dispersed into the other towers of Bai Yujing and soon became official Taoist officials, each with their own disciples.
This wooden handle is Yao Kejiu's only relic.
Lu Chen saw old things as if he were seeing an old friend, so he often came to Shenxiao City to have a drink with the young man.
Today at the wine table, Fang Ai poured wine, insisting that Headmaster Lu, who was blushing after drinking, drink one more bowl.
Master Lu held the wine glass in both hands, turned his head, and kept saying, "Stop pouring the wine. You can't drink anymore. If you drink any more, you'll get drunk. Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, that's enough..."
That's right, I went back and forth, no matter how slowly I poured the wine, it was still full.
Dong Huafu came here to have a drink today. Lu Chen's drinks are worth some money.
As for Fang Ai and Lu Chen's behavior of pouring and holding back wine, Dong Huafu was not surprised. The two often displayed this kind of behavior.
Probably like what Chen Ping'an said back then, if you don't encourage people to drink, it will be boring and lively.
Of course, this is because the wine shop is opened by Chen Ping'an and Die Zhang. There are not many wine tables to promote wine, so how can the wine sales be good?
Lu Chen lowered his head and glanced at the full wine bowl, sighed, raised his head and complained: "Look, it's filled again. Don't do this again next time, or I won't come next time."
Fang Ai nodded and smiled: "I won't do this next time."
When he first arrived at Shenxiao City, Fang Ai was still a genuine young man.
Lu Chen took a sip of the drink, shuddered, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Good wine, good wine."
Lu Chen crossed his legs, leaned against the stone table, and asked, "Fang Ai, do you want to sit on the top spot in Shenxiao City in the future?"
Fang Ai said: "First become the deputy city lord first."
The implication is that of course he wants to be the city lord.
Once you become a city lord, you will surely have no shortage of immortal money. Sword training is recognized as a bottomless pit, and the resources consumed can pile up into mountains.
But Jiang Yunsheng has only been the city lord of Shenxiao City for a few years. Generally speaking, according to Bai Yujing's old practice, this means that the city lord will not be changed for hundreds to thousands of years, but the deputy city lord,
I'm still a little hopeful, since I'm not as cool as the city lord.
It's a trap, not to mention that as long as the reason is enough and the two masters can nod at the same time, it is not impossible to add it temporarily.
Lu Chen liked this about Fang Ai. He said what he wanted without being pretentious. He smiled and asked, "I have a clever idea. Do you want to hear it?"
Fang Ai quickly toasted and left first.
Lu Chen's face was full of mystery, he gritted his teeth and only said one word: "Stay!"
Fang Ai twitched the corner of his mouth, "Master Lu, tell me, this is not nonsense."
If I could survive three to five thousand years of Taoism, I would be on the 12th floor of Baiyujing's five cities, and I wouldn't be able to become the city lord or the poster.
If you really want to be sincere, ask me to go to Nanhua City where you are taught by Master Lu and be the deputy city lord. As long as you dare to do this, you can see if I dare to do it.
Lu Chen asked: "Will you miss your hometown?"
Fang Ai said truthfully: "Occasionally."
Lu Chen seemed to be slightly surprised and said with a smile, "Just occasionally?"
The young swordsman nodded and said, "Just occasionally."
I don’t think about it often, but every time I think about it, I think about it very much.
Lu Chen lightly tapped the table with his palm, "Yes, this kind of missing is called homesickness."
Senior Brother Yu is like Chen Pingan who has been to Shujian Lake but never stayed in Shujian Lake.
No human heart can survive in a quagmire. This has been the case in the past, and it will certainly be the case in the future.
Lu Chen once set up a question-and-answer bureau similar to Shu Jian Lake for his junior disciple named Shan Qing, who followed the example of embroidering tigers.
Unfortunately, the answer sheet given by Shan Qing seemed nondescript to Lu Chen. He was neither like Senior Brother Yu nor Chen Ping'an.
This disappointed Lu Chen, but after all, he personally led him into Bai Yujing's gate, so he just let it go, so Shan Qing, his junior brother, was thrown into the colorful world by Lu Chen.
Lu Chen put down the wine bowl, put one hand on the table, stretched out his legs, and tapped his shoes against each other, looking extremely bored.
Dong Huafu asked: "Master Lu, people in the city say that the White Bone Master who is on the waiting list is one of your clones?"
Lu Chen immediately sat up straight, shook his clothes, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it true?"
Dong Huafu said: "Then can you beat Yu Dou?"
Lu Chen quickly picked up the bowl and took a sip of wine, while hurriedly waving his hands, "You can't beat me, you can't beat me. Senior Brother Yu is really invincible, and it's not just a name that is blown out. Everyone is a member of the world, and since they are people in the world, they can only take the initiative.
The wrong name, never the wrong nickname.”
Dong Huafu asked: "Is Master Lu a sword cultivator?"
Lu Chen thought for a while and realized that he was half a member of his family, so he confessed frankly and put his hand to his mouth, "Pindao's swordsmanship is not pure enough and he cannot be considered a real swordsman."
Dong Huafu asked again: "Besides Master Bai Gu, among the twenty or so candidates, are there any clones of Master Lu?"
Lu Chen chuckled and said, "Guess."
Damn it, I really can't answer all questions anymore.
If you continue to be questioned by Dong Heitan like this, you will be completely exposed.
At this moment, a woman in palace clothes came over, smiling sweetly, but her eyes were filled with tears, and she murmured: "You are a heartless man, a heartless man, how are you doing?"
Lu Chen glanced at the woman, jumped up, put his hands on his hips and began to curse the woman for being so wicked. He was spitting everywhere, and the drink he just drank was in vain.
It's just that Lu Chen's curse words were some kind of ancient language that Dong Huafu and Fang Ai couldn't understand.
The woman stopped and stretched out her hand towards Lu Chen, with a sad face, "Lu Lang, I have nothing to ask for personally, I just want to give you your heart back to me."
Lu Chen waved his sleeves and said, "Stop making trouble."
The woman changed her body shape accordingly, as described by an old Taoist priest.
Fang Ai was startled, it seemed like... Dao Ancestor?!
Inside the Patriarch Hall of Shenxiao City, I have seen a portrait hanging on the wall.
Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know whether to live or die."
So the old Taoist priest turned into a middle-aged Taoist priest.
Lu Chen sighed, "If you want to fight, that's up to you."
But Lu Chen quickly added, "Pindao drags Senior Brother Yu over again."
In the end, "this person" turned into a dull young man and wanted to get a drink. However, when he walked a few feet away from the stone table, he seemed to have encountered an invisible wall. He bent his fingers, tapped the layer of restrictions, and nodded.
Said: "Lu Chen is indeed proficient in Buddhism."
Lu Chen reminded: "Don't push yourself too far."
It nodded and said, "Easy to say."
People who practice Taoism want to maintain their true nature, just like ghosts who want to maintain a little bit of their true nature.
Whether a person, a ghost or an immortal, they are all like a small boat swimming across the sea. It must have a ballast stone, which serves as a sea-calming needle for a Taoist heart. In layman's terms, it is an obsession, which is the act of "carving a boat to find a sword"
, and according to the mental method passed down by the first "Taoist" in the world, maintaining the "nature", and extending several Tao channels with the same origin and different currents.
And this demon who transformed from the outside and has the root of the Dao is, to a certain extent, the Taoist priest, or some kind of... "shadow" put together by all those who practice the Tao!
In a dark room of ten thousand years, a fuel-saving lamp.
It smiled and said: "You guys talk about yourselves."
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Let's continue."
Fang Ai's heart was already tensed, but Dong Hua Fu's heart was still bigger, and he continued to ask: "There is a catch and release pavilion on the other side of Xuanxuan Mountain, and Xuanxuan Mountain is the seal of Yu Dou's mountain. It's only a few steps away, why don't you go to Jianxuan Mountain?"
Qi Great Wall?”
Upon hearing this question, Fang Ai also pricked up his ears, waiting for Lu Shen's answer.
The implication of Dong Hua Fu's words is very simple. Since you are truly invincible, why don't you go to our Great Sword Qi Wall and have a fight with the boss Sword Immortal? If you win, who dares not recognize your nickname?
Lu Chen quickly poured himself a bowl of wine. He had to calm down his shock first. This question was difficult to answer.
Why does this Dong Heitan always ask such tricky questions?
Lu Chen sipped the wine slowly, feeling that one sip of wine could last him a whole day.
Dong Huafu said: "Since you don't want to answer, just drink."
Lu Chen sighed: "It's very embarrassing for the boss Sword Immortal to join the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
Fang Ai interjected and asked: "Master Yu thinks that asking for swordsmanship there will not take advantage of it, but will suffer a loss?"
Lu Chen shook his head, "It's not a matter of whether you will suffer a loss or not. If Senior Brother Yu can't beat him, he will definitely lose."
"But Senior Brother Yu is not afraid of losing, so he doesn't go to the Sword Qi Great Wall. If you misunderstand him like this, then you are too underestimated."
"Senior Brother Yu, all he wants in this life is to win. Fight hard and accept defeat with all your heart."
"It's just that once Senior Brother Yu lets go and has a real sword fight with the boss swordsman, the consequences will be too big and the implications will be too wide."
Dong Huafu asked: "Is it possible that Yu Dou can cut through the city wall with one sword?"
Lu Chen shook his head, "It can't be done."
The reason why the Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain was able to accomplish this was because Chen Qing had to hand over the sword to help Ascension City go to the colorful world.
Just look at how several sword immortals later moved together to move a bright moon, and you will know how difficult this kind of move across the world is.
Chen Qingdu did this under the eyes of the Wild Demon Clan. It was not without consideration and deduction. After all the calculations, the result was the same and it could not be stopped.
Whoever stops him will die, and perhaps only the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, who is close to Wenhai, can be considered an exception.
But these two people each have longer-term plans. It is impossible to take action and directly confront Chen Qing.
Just like the swordsman in the world, the master of swordsmanship and swordsmanship can only reach Chen Qingdu's shoulders when he stands on tiptoe.
Dong Huafu hesitated for a moment, as if he had guessed what Dong Huafu was thinking. Lu Chen smiled and said, "That man, that's a good question."
Ten thousand years ago, among the ten great men in the world, there was a sword cultivator.
In the past, this person had great swordsmanship, high swordsmanship, great killing power, strong defense, many ranks of natal flying swords, and was so good that he was the best!
Lu Chen curled his lips toward the demon outside the restriction, indicating that he had witnessed that man's sword-wielding style with his own eyes.
In the battle to reach heaven, there were three main routes, and this sword cultivator was responsible for leading one of them.
It smiled and said: "No, I'm still dead."
Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, hey, hey, be careful and speak politely."
It smiled and asked: "Do you want to see that scroll?"
Lu Chen stood up and said, "Let's take a walk."
It shook its head, its figure gradually disappeared, and said sarcastically: "Lu Chen, Ni Bodhisattva is crossing the river, you'd better go about your own business."
In the remote area of Youzhou, there is a small Taoist temple called Zhuxu Temple in the county.
With a breeze, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown appeared out of thin air on the street. The unknown Taoist temple in front of him was naturally empty, leaving only an empty shelf for decoration. Lu Chen raised his head and looked at the small Taoist temple.
On the plaque, use the excess to make up for the deficiency. Well, not bad, not bad. I have some knowledge. At first glance, it is "my own" handwriting. Only by holding on to the surplus and damaging it can you avoid the regrets of the dragon and the mistakes of the world.
.It means good things and is a good sign...
Lu Chen laughed at himself: "It's just a step too late."
Stomping his feet, Lu Chen shook his sleeves, raised his hand, counted with his fingers, and began to curse, "Old Gao, Old Gao, you are so old, why bother wading into muddy water? I'm really not afraid of not being safe in the evening, just wait.
, it’s better to hide in Huayang Palace and be a tortoise, don’t let the trail find you outside the mountain, otherwise I will spray spit on your face... Hey, you are really outside the mountain, Lao Gao, you are tall enough,
You really look down on Xiaodao at all. Good guys, one by one, they all bully Xiaodao for his good temper. If you have the ability, go and fight with Senior Brother Yu. If you just pick on the weaklings, you are not a hero!"
Zhuxuguan Taoist official Mao Zhui, who has no Taoist title yet, once served as Xiaoguan's food manager. He was a cook, well, he was also a master chef.
In fact, more than twenty figures in the Taoist temple, and even the Taoist temple itself, were transformed from this White-bone Master.
Only in this way can we hide the truth and get through the situation in a muddle.
So now there is a lot of noise in the county government, and the county does not dare to hide anything. It has been reported to the court. I believe that it will not be long before Bai Yujing's side will receive a secret letter with a "purple clay seal". Within the jurisdiction
Such a big event happened, and if it is not handled carefully, it will cause trouble. The Taoist official who had the official ultimatum just disappeared. How could there be such a strange thing?
Lu Chen glanced sideways and saw that the bookstalls on the street outside the Taoist temple had not been collected in time. As for the books, they were all emptied. They probably belonged to the children.
It's like leaving a letter on purpose, or a letter home from yourself?
Anyway, it's full of some unfriendly sarcasm.
Headmaster Lu is so angry. He has made himself angry, and there is no way he can find anyone else to blame him for.
During the heavy snow season, a small boat was parked in the middle of the slow river. There were people on the bow wearing bamboo hats and raincoats, and it was like a leisurely lone boat fishing alone.
The angler is a handsome Taoist priest with young appearance. He wears a round hat with a hard brim and a Hunyuan scarf on his head, with a boxwood hairpin running across his bun.
Someone fell from the sky, but the falling speed was extremely slow, like snowflakes, and landed just beside the bow of the ship. He opened his palms, wrapped a piece of oily paper with soy sauce meat, and sandwiched a few garlic cloves.
The uninvited guest threw a garlic clove in his mouth, moved a little, came behind the fisherman, raised his foot, and aimed it at the back of the fisherman's head, looking like he was about to kick him.
It was just that the leg swayed for a long time, but he didn't dare to move. He took another piece of sauce meat and threw it into his mouth. The leg landed lightly on the ground and said vaguely: "Old Gao, this is not appropriate, is it?"
The wooden hairpin Taoist priest who was always staring at the fishing line said calmly: "Why did Master Lu say this?"
Lu Chen said angrily: "You know what you are asking, but you like to pretend to be stupid and act like a rogue, right? Become a disciple first!"
The young Taoist priest twitched his lips.
Lu Chen is most annoyed by this guy's expression. He needs to be both highly respected and approachable, but in fact he doesn't have many people in the world.
After all, there are very few people like Brother Sun in Xuandu Guan, but this old man in front of me is not good enough. He has a stinking face all year round, and everyone is afraid of him.
Lu Chen knelt down and moved his palms.
The man said: "No, I'm afraid of being poisoned."
Lu Chen said angrily: "Why didn't you say you took an aphrodisiac?!"
The guy simply pretended to be deaf and dumb.
Lu Chen asked: "Did that guy hide in your Huayang Palace Ancestor Cave?"
"I don't understand what Master Lu is saying."
"It's a bit unethical to do this kind of thing behind the scenes."
"Okay, why does Master Lu scold Dao Ancestor?"
"What do you mean?"
"Bai Yujing's Difeishan mountain is not small in his credit book. It should be several pages long. If poor Tao is not virtuous, how many people in this Qingming world dare to claim that they are not virtuous?
It can be seen that your teaching achievements in Bai Yujing are worrying, so what has Master Lu, the master who has been in charge of this world for more than ten thousand years, managed?"
"Can you still say this? Lao Gao, you are so tall."
"Headmaster Lu is a strange person who speaks loudly, but I don't understand what he means."
Chatting like this was strenuous. Lu Chen raised his buttocks and stretched his neck to glance at the fish basket. The fish basket fell into the water. Lu Chen wanted to reach out and pull the rope, but the young Taoist priest warned him that it was too hot and had to stop.
"Lao Gao, are you catching fish?"
"It's caught."
"Besides Xiaodao, a small fish with thin chopsticks, are there any big fish?"
"Then there will be no big fish."
"Empty fishing bait may even break the fishing rod and injure the fisherman's muscles and bones. If a big fish capsizes the whole boat again, why bother?"
"I am willing to give it a try. Is it because the big fish is invincible or the fishing line is tough enough? By the way, I can try the fishhook to see if it can break even a little bit of the big fish's mouth."
Lu Chen looked sad and said softly: "Old Gao, I'd like to advise you, don't do this. Seriously, just trust me once."
The young Taoist priest also rarely showed a strange look. He was silent for a moment and said: "Lu Chen, I think you are a friend, so I am waiting for you here on purpose. I just want to chat for a few words. I am not listening to your advice. Can you do it next?"
Say something that doesn’t ruin the scenery?”
Lu Chen's legs were hanging out of the boat. Except for the sauced meat and garlic cloves, he did not move for a long time. After he finished eating, he clapped his hands, wiped the boat board with his greasy palms, and asked: "Gao Gu, what do you guys think?
Are you really afraid that Senior Brother Yu will travel far away with his sword, come to your door, and drop heads to the ground with a sword?"
This Gaogu, who has reached the Ascension Realm, is recognized as the number one alchemist in the world, and one of the ten people in the Qingming world.
He is also one of the most promising monks in the world to reach the Fourteenth Realm.
After the accident that year, this "young" Taoist official stood at the border of Bai Yujing and looked at Bai Yujing from a distance.
It's a kind of thing that makes anyone look at it even more charming.
’s silent eyes.
Cruel people often don't talk much. What's more, after so many years of forbearance, Gao Gu is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to carry hatred into the coffin.
As expected, Gao Gu nodded and said in a calm tone: "Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain, I have been dreaming of it. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
Lu Chen knew that Gao Gu's real support was not only that his cultivation level was high enough, that the mountain was big enough, and that his disciples and disciples spread all over the continent.
The biggest reliance is that the world is like a big net. All grudges and hatreds are just knots. Some knots will gradually decay and disappear as time goes by, but some knots will only get stronger and stronger.
The tighter and tougher it is, the more it can affect the whole body with a single move. The Lotus Root Shrine is just one of them, the same is true for the "Youth Cave" in Sui Chu Palace, and even more so Gao Gu.
Now it depends on who will be the first to push the wall. Gao Gu? Sun Huaizhong? Wu Shuangjiang?
Bai Yujing's genealogy and Taoist officials are indeed countless, but they are trapped in the world of mortals, and their Taoist hearts are dusty. Especially when the war spreads across the world and killings are everywhere, the Taoist officials take action, destroying their moral virtues, being injured or dead, and countless people fall.
"What the hell is a poor person?"
Gao Gu smiled and said: "You have lived up to your reputation for three thousand years."
When a ruthless person says ruthless words, he never has to look ferocious, he always looks so calm and relaxed.
Lu Chen sighed, "Lao Gao, as a friend, I have to give you some advice, but don't say angry words."
If you practice in the mountains, the longer you live, the longer you will be, and the fewer friends you will have.
Gao Gu's youngest disciple was born in the Yang family of Hongnong. He was also Gao Gu's most valued and favored direct descendant.
The reason why he was highly valued was because of his aptitude for cultivation, literary skills, and martial arts, which were of course extremely outstanding, but also because of his temperament, which in Gao Gu's view was the most "similar to himself."
The old palace master, who had never had a Taoist companion and had no heirs, simply regarded this young disciple as his own.
Lu Chen held out three fingers and said, "Somewhere in Bai Yujing, I have roughly calculated that you will not exceed 30%."
Gao Gu smiled and said: "So many? What an unexpected surprise."
Lu Chen fell back and lay on the bow of the boat, using his hands as a pillow and looking at the snow falling in the sky.
Gao Gu said: "Lu Chen."
"Um?"
"There must be enough room for struggle in the world, and the world must not sink without land."
"I thank you."
"Then kowtow to the poor man three times?"
Lu Chen closed his eyes and muttered dong dong dong.
Gao Gu stretched out a hand and patted Lu Chen's sleeve gently, "Don't be sad."
In a windy and snowy day, a group of three people walked on foot.
The leader was a middle-aged female crown whose Taoist lineage could not be discerned from her attire alone. She was accompanied by a pair of boys and girls.
She is one of the candidates for Qingming Tianxia, an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, Baolin, and Ghost Immortal.
Qing Ming Tianxia's Taoist priests must dress according to the rules whenever they are engaged in legal affairs and fasting. They must not deviate in the slightest. They just go out to travel, except for some weird personal preferences, often like Baolin.
Wearing a traveling crown on the head and walking on cloud shoes, this is the most common attire of a Taoist priest. This is a rule decreed by the Taoist ancestors to encourage monks to practice Taoism, establish virtue, and maintain purity.
Baolin has acquired two new direct disciples, both of whom are sword cultivators.
A pair of young and beautiful girls, whose names are Lu Yi and Qiu, respectively.
Lv Yan asked curiously: "Master, since you want to ask that Taoist second man about swordsmanship, it seems that you are going in the wrong direction."
Baolin said: "I need to see a monk first."
The two disciples looked at each other.
In this world of Qingming, what would a Taoist priest do with a monk?
But when they thought about it again, it wasn't a big deal. Who the master was was, and they didn't even pay attention to the second Taoist priest and Bai Yujing.
Lu Yi asked: "Master, after seeing that monk, our three masters and disciples are going to Bai Yujing, right?"
Baolin was noncommittal, smiled and said nothing.
Lu Yan became even more panicked. Could it be that Master wanted to escape into Buddhism?!
Baolin smiled and said: "Don't think blindly, master is just catching up with old friends."
Qiu Yuyi asked cautiously: "Master, can you not ask Bai Yujing about swordsmanship?"
The young man coughed quickly and reminded the junior sister not to open a certain pot but not to pick up a certain pot.
Baolin was not angry and said: "In the eyes of outsiders, of course I am asking for trouble, but in my own eyes, it is something that cannot be avoided."
Things in the world are unpredictable, and people gather and disperse.
There are those things that are easy to get together, break up and meet again, and there are also those things that end sadly.
Yu Dou, the second master of Bai Yujing, once met three close friends at the end of their childhood, practiced together, and climbed high together.
We share adversity, wealth and honor, and realize immortality together. A true heart-to-heart talk, a friendship between life and death.
Four close friends, within a thousand years, protected each other and ascended one after another.
In addition to Yu Dou, there is also a great master of talismans, a pair of Taoist companions, and beautiful gods and goddesses, namely a sword cultivator and an array master.
Liu Changzhou, who once called himself Taoist Ji, is now Jiang Zhaomo of Ziqi Tower.
Xinglou, the formation master, is named Tianchi.
Bao Lin, sword repairer.
You can imagine how high-spirited and high-spirited the four Ascension Realm monks were traveling together.
In the end, only Yu Dou entered Bai Yujing.
At that time, Bai Yujing did not have the scale of today's five cities and twelve floors, but only three cities and six floors.
Yu Dou's nickname "True Invincible" was spread during those turbulent years. This nickname, which was more famous than Yu Dou's name, was certainly not something Yu Dou claimed for himself, but Yu Dou never bothered to deny it.
From the Ascension Realm, I want to reach a higher level and reach the Fourteenth Realm. It is not only a difficulty, but also a worry.
If a great monk wants to cross this natural chasm, he should not strive for it. He should only look at the Taoist heart. It may be easy to achieve, but it may be more difficult than climbing to the sky.
In the end, both Liu Changzhou and Xinglou died under Yu Doujian.
Therefore, every time Bao Lin went into seclusion to refine his sword, and every time he came out of seclusion, he would go straight to Bai Yujing, where he would lose to Yu Dou Wenjian, and then go into seclusion again.
For thousands of years, she has asked about the sword many times.
Everyone in the world knew that she would definitely lose, and perhaps even she knew it, but it seemed like there was nothing else to do except this.
Just to seek revenge against Yu Dou.
She has an obsession, everyone in the world can kill Xinglou, but you Yu Dou cannot.
Because her Taoist companion Xing Lou was from the same hometown as Yu Dou, it can even be said that Xing Lou was Yu Dou's first guide. In the subsequent road construction, it was because of Yu Dou that Xing Lou fell into trouble twice.
It hurt the foundation of the avenue, so when Xinglou tried to break the bottleneck of the Ascension Realm, he was led by his inner demons to transform into the outer demon of the outer world. However, a mountain treasure that originally belonged to Xinglou had long been given to Yu Dou Lian.
As a natal creature, if it were not so, even if he failed to break through the realm, he would never have gone crazy during the retreat... It can be said that without Xinglou, Yu Dou would have died long ago, and there would be no second leader of Bai Yujing.
It's really invincible.
Baolin walked slowly and reached out to catch the snowflakes falling on her palm.
The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the past is as empty as a dream.
The whole body is still there, deep in the chaotic mountains. The dead trees can still bloom in spring, and the old trees can still bloom. Where is the old friend?
Wu Shuangjiang is right, we need to do something truly meaningful.
It takes three extremely lethal fourteenth-level monks, all of whom have no regard for life or death, and are prepared to leave without ever returning, and then work together to ask Bai Yujing, the swordsman, to make Yu Dou really suffer.
When Wu Shuangjiang found her, Baolin could only smile bitterly when he heard this.
Where can I find three fourteenth realm monks?
"This return to Sui Chu Gong for retreat is over, and I'm done."
"Where are the other two?"
Putting aside that obsession, Bao Lin has no shortage of self-awareness. Sword cultivators in the world can definitely be regarded as a higher level, because facing other Qi practitioners, it is recognized that they are invincible at the same level. Even if there are occasional exceptions, they are just exceptions.
There is only one Ascension Realm sword cultivator who cannot count like this.
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "This is not something you need to distract yourself from."
"Baolin, don't rush to answer me."
"After all, letting a pure sword cultivator team up with outsiders to question Jian Bai Yujing is like a conspiracy, and ultimately goes against his true intentions. When you really figure it out, you can come see me next year in Chugong."
"You are fighting with Yu. Now your sworn enemy is your sworn enemy, and your old friend is still your old friend. If you haven't thought about this, don't agree to it."
Baolin said in a deep voice: "Okay! It's settled! When I come out of seclusion this time, I will be cured."
Wu Shuangjiang shook his head, "I just didn't think about it at first glance. Let's go back and think about it slowly."
I don't want to find an ally who will switch sides temporarily on the battlefield.
At that time, Wu Shuangjiang showed a slightly sarcastic and narrow-minded expression. That expression was like saying, you can act on your own initiative, but don't treat me as a fool.
Yongzhou border.
There is a lotus root temple at the bottom of Dadu Water and on the top of the mountain. There is an old camphor tree outside the temple, with black foxes and black apes on it. The camphor tree is used as a dojo.
“Excellent temple!”
A young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head secretly praised, then lowered his head and bowed his waist, trying to sneak across Huilong Bridge.
As a result, the black fox and the black ape stood on the branches of the old camphor tree and began to spit at the Taoist priest. He was the bastard on the bridge back then, and encouraged them to make a bet. Of course, it seemed that they would win, but the bet ended up losing.
It does not delay their improvement in cultivation level, but they have not been able to successfully refine their forms so far, making them a big joke in several neighboring states. They are obviously two Jade Pu realm monks, but as a result, they still dare not leave the boundary of the Lotus Root Temple.
, the reason for going on a long trip was not the fear of being beaten to death, but the fear of being laughed to death.
While dodging around, the young Taoist laughed loudly, "Oh, I couldn't hit him. Hey, I dodged again. Are you angry..."
Suddenly he started cursing, "You don't follow the moral principles of the world, you don't have any martial ethics, and you hurt people with hidden weapons... You uncle, you have so much phlegm!"
The young Taoist priest straightened up, rolled around, jumped up, and raised his fist to the sky, scattering the spittles that were as fast as arrows.
Ruzhou is a small country.
Yingchuan County, Sui'an County, Lingjingguan.
At the end of the year, it will soon be a new year, but there is another heavy snowfall, and the earth is covered with snow.
The small Taoist temple still has a sense of the new year, with blessing characters, Spring Festival couplets and colorful paintings of Lingguan door gods. Now the old temple master has just resigned and the new temple master has not yet taken office. Temple blessing Liu Fang has not dared to come to the Taoist temple recently.
It was Chang Geng who was busy here with a few resident Taoists who were young and had not yet been ordained. On this day, Chang Geng went up to the Drum Tower and played the evening drum on time, then returned to the room adjacent to the kitchen and lit the oil lamp.
, pulled out a small wooden box from under the bed, took out a cotton package, and placed it on the table. After opening it, there was a lot of bamboo objects. Chen Cong knocked on the door. Chang Geng said and left the door unlocked. The young man pushed
Opening the door and closing it, he sat at the table and asked curiously: "Uncle Chang, what are these?"
Chang Geng smiled and said: "It is commonly known as the 筭子."
Chen Cong asked in confusion: "What?"
Chang Geng explained: "Shangzhuxianong means 'calculation', which is the calculation of calculation. It is six inches long, and it is calculated by counting. Six cups are one hand. The number is a bit too much. If you have nothing to do, you can count it yourself to see how many there are.
pieces."
Chen Cong was too lazy to confirm the number, and just asked: "Is it the word 'chi' that means strategizing?"
Chang Geng smiled and nodded.
Chen Cong crossed his hands on the table, looked at the bamboo chips under the yellow light, and said, "Uncle Chang, do you have an explanation?"
Chang Geng snorted, "The saints in heaven and earth are like iron mountains and stone pillars. The answer is, they are like raising a banquet. Although they are ruthless, those who bring luck are sentimental."
Chen Cong thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I still don't understand."
Chen Cong knew that Uncle Chang's stomach was full of ink, he knew a little bit about everything, and he would inevitably speak with a bit of vitriol. It was just bad luck and the family's fortune that made him end up like this. Probably this was the so-called Baidu.
Are you a scholar?
It's just that there are many things that Chen Cong wants to get to the bottom of with Uncle Chang. He doesn't want to just know the facts, but wants to ask why. For example, Uncle Chang, which book did you get your knowledge from? Will there be a chance for him to study in the market bookstore in the future?
When I bought it, Uncle Chang would occasionally tell me the titles of some books, but most of the time he said they were too complicated to read and he was too old to remember them.
Seeing Uncle Chang playing with the bamboo chips there, often separated and gathered together, Chen Cong was not too interested, so he didn't bother to remember it. He just said casually: "Uncle Chang, Guanzhu Hong is actually a good person. Although he is usually
We don’t have a nice face here, but we treat us well. It’s hard for the next Guanzhu to be so easy to talk to, right? Once the emperor and the courtier, will the new Guanzhu not recognize the old debt, write it off casually, and then find another person as he pleases?
Why are you driving us out of the Taoist Temple?"
After all, in a Taoist temple, the identity of a "resident Taoist" who has no Taoist certificate is still a hot commodity. I don't know how many people are greedy for it. Every carrot is a pit, and everyone wants to get a piece of the pie.
In the early years, including the temple master Hong Miao, there were only six "resident Taoists" in total, because Liu Fang, who was nominally a temple priest, did not live on the mountain.
Chang Geng said with a smile: "If you take one step at a time, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."
Chen Cong said helplessly: "Just because I said it doesn't mean I didn't say it."
Chang Geng said: "Then add one sentence, don't ask about the harvest, ask about the hard work, and don't stand still when things happen."
The young man was annoyed by these old clichés. He lay down on the table and Chang Geng said with a smile: "If you sit down, you won't look like you are sitting. If you stand, you won't look like you are standing up."
Chen Cong was silent for a long time and said, "Uncle Chang, I actually like it here."
Chang Geng said: "The place is small and the scenery is good. There is a saying in the book that fits the situation very well: there are green officials and green scholars on the left and right trees, gods, kings and immortals are high and flowers are hanging down."
Chen Cong smiled and asked: "Uncle Chang, which book is it? You can't remember it? Doesn't this mean you are so forgetful as you grow old?"
Chang Geng said: "Nothing big or small."
The young man chuckled and said, "Then let me add that I will be healthy and worry-free when I grow old."
Chang Geng raised his eyes slightly, looked at this young man with clear features, and smiled, but he didn't change much.
Chen Cong asked: "Uncle Chang, are you still engraving seals recently? If there are new ones, can you take a look at them?"
Chang Geng shook his head and said: "It's just a small skill, but it's not a real job."
"What is the right career? To get a good name and become an official in the Yamen? Or to receive the ultimatum, practice immortal magic, and become an immortal master who can fly in the clouds and mist?"
"If you need to seek seals outside the seal, you should seek the Tao on the road. The magical magic is just a skill, and the first step is to cultivate Tao and establish virtue."
Chen Cong suppressed his laughter and gave a thumbs up, "Uncle Chang, talk about truth and empty words, that's what you do!"
Chang Geng shook his head and laughed and called him a brat.
Chen Cong said seriously: "Uncle Chang, I am really not kidding you. When I have money in my pocket someday, it will not be difficult to collect the seals and help you publish a collection of seals, but I can only sell a few copies.
, I don’t make any guarantee.”
Chang Geng asked: "Do you like seals so much?"
The young man thought for a while, nodded, and lay down on the table again, "I like it. The bottom money of a seal and the words come together, like a family reunion."