Zhu Chungang said that this will be the era when all the flowers bloom in the Feng Shui and Yin and Yang worlds will appear.
Since the three gates to the Cave Heaven and Blessing Land of Bagua City, the Snowy Plateau and the South China Sea Islands were opened, each of the Buddhist sects had strong men entering, and then they all went back to their own houses and looked for their own mothers.
Maoshan, after the head Zhao Qunshu was deposed and abdicated, his son Zhao Lijun was obsessed with the blow and could not extricate himself. After Zuo Dao temporarily presided over the overall situation, two middle-aged men in their forties suddenly came.
The ancient Taoist robe is carved with complex talismans, and its style is very age-like. In the records of Maoshan classics, this Taoist robe was written by Xu Mi, the fifth-generation leader of Maoshan, not long after its establishment, and was just a few years ago.
Later, for some reason, this robe was suddenly abandoned.
As soon as two middle-aged men came to the door, Zuo Ci, who had returned from Bagua City, learned about it and hurriedly greeted her. When one of them saw it, he asked in a little surprise: "Mr. Wujiao?"
Zuo Ci was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "It's the ancestor. I wonder how the two fellow Taoists knew?"
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zuo Ci was called Mr. Wujiao before he could enter Maoshan with alchemy in Tianzhu Mountain. This name was gradually gone after he entered Maoshan.
The two middle-aged men's faces were relaxed, and their originally tense faces became much more relaxed, and their words became eager: "Mr. Wujiao is your ancestor? OK, okay, why do we know? There is a place in my mountain gate.
A magic weapon left by Mr. Wujiao contains his immortal soul. I have used this magic weapon for many years. Now when I see you, I feel that Mr. Wujiao has the mark in your soul. I
Of course I can see it."
Zuo Ci was shocked, how could his ancestors come to someone else's house, so he asked quickly: "I don't know that the two fellow Taoists are from..."
The reason why Zuo Ci was so polite was that he could not tell the depth of these two Taoist priests at all. He probably wouldn't be much worse than himself. The whole Maoshan is now in decline and can only show off his skills.
Just a few people, Zuo Ci, who was once arrogant, had to lower his head and behave like a human being. Another thing he saw was very suspicious about the Taoist robes worn by the two of them. This was obviously the style of Taoist robes from his Maoshan School thousands of years ago.
The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "Where do you ask me where I came from? We are a family, and we all regard Sanmao Zhenjun as our ancestor."
In addition to Maoshan, Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Sect and others welcomed one or two or three people who came to visit for no reason. Then these Taoist sects suddenly became lively, and all the disciples who traveled around the world or entered the world were recalled to the mountain gate.
A few days later, the Maoshan Tianshi and Longhu and other Taoist sects jointly issued a reputation. In one month, a gathering will be held in the Taihe Palace in Wudang Mountain, the Taoist holy land, and the Taoist Taoist Sect, all big and small, were invited.
Shanghai, Ruijin Hospital, Ximen.
At around ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Kunlun came to the West Gate with a few bottles of rice wine, some peanuts and cooked food. The old man with his shoulders hunched over and watched the door with his reading glasses for a long time.
"Hey? Isn't Nong Wang Kunlun?" The old man said in surprise, and pulled two small stools from the house. Wang Kunlun took one and sat down, and opened the cooked food and rice wine in his hand.
"I happened to come to Shanghai. I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'll come and have a look."
"It's quite long? It's been three years."
The old and the young started chatting with peanuts while eating cooked food. After a long time, the topic changed to Xiang Que. The old man at the door asked, "The boy who fought with you back then did not make up with you later.
Is it? How are you two now? Did you break up later, or will you continue to contact us?”
Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que really met and then got along. They were in the west of Ruijin Hospital. Cao Qingdao was still alive at that time. The three of them were so sad that they were finally stopped by the old man, and then they shook hands and made peace.
From then on, a very difficult brotherly relationship was written.
Wang Kunlun grabbed a few peanuts with his hands and threw them into his mouth and chewed them: "He is in Shanghai too."
"Then why didn't he come? Forgot me, the old man?"
Wang Kunlun smiled and said, "Don't be wronged. He hasn't seen his wife for a year. I guess he's going to be with his wife now. After two days, I'll call him over.
If we had to say that we had been handing over, we would have been in a life-and-death state, and we would have been in a life-and-death state, and we would not have been handing over until today. Uncle, fate is quite wonderful...
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If the old man who guarded the doorman stopped Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que who were already anxious, the life trajectory of the two might have changed completely from then on. No one would have expected that they would be the same today.
What kind of state is that Wang Kunlun has died in that jungle, and Xiangque cannot survive the battle of the old tomb of Xishan without Wang Kunlun's help.
So, after Wang Kunlun met Xiang Que again and had nowhere to go in Shanghai, he came to the west gate of Ruijin Hospital to meet this old man who might have changed his life.
The two expected that in the middle of the night, they drank three or four bottles of old yellow wine. The yellow dog guard of the hospital walked out staggeringly, and then barked a few times at a dark corner not far away.
As the saying goes, ten-year-old dogs can become genitals, which is absolutely reliable. Ordinary dogs can already communicate with each other. Dogs over ten years are almost equivalent to people around seventy years old. Old people who live to this age
If you call old but don’t die, you will become a thief. At this age, you will almost be similar to becoming a sensual.
The old man at the door scolded the big yellow dog and said, "I've been yelling for more than a year when I go back, but I still don't have a memory. Go, go, go."
After a few words, the old man took out a piece of meat from the cooked food bag and threw it out. The yellow man ran away happily. Wang Kunlun tilted his head and looked at the corner where the yellow dog was barking just now. A dim shadow stood there quietly.
, with a slender figure and a hideous face, and she looks like a ghost.
After turning his head and looking at it, he said indifferently: "It was here more than a year ago. It looked quite scary, but fortunately, it never caused any trouble, and it was dedicated to restraining the dead souls."
Wang Kunlun took a look and then twisted his head. He was no longer a Taoist priest who eliminated demons and defended the way in Longhu Mountain. As long as these lonely ghosts and other ghosts did not provoke him on their own initiative, he would not bother to be a defender.
But Wang Kunlun was very strange. The strength of that guy in the corner looked like an ordinary wild ghost.
"Lingling······" Suddenly, a soul-suming ring sounded from a distance.
A faint figure suddenly appeared near the west gate of the hospital with a string of bells: "Bold monster..."
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