In the Lianyang Temple, the old Taoist took the young Taoist to cook together. The young Taoist originally planned to help, but was dissuaded by the old Taoist. He smiled and stroked his beard and said: "It's a great thing that you made a breakthrough today.
It's time for us to congratulate you, so how can we ask you to help with the cooking at this time?"
"There is no way this makes sense."
"Fellow Taoist, please go back first and take a short rest. I will show you my master and disciple's methods for dinner tonight."
The little Taoist priest Mingxin held a wooden shovel in his hand and raised it, saying: "Methods!"
Then he was backhanded by the old Taoist priest and his brain collapsed.
"Telling you not to mess around with the guy who cooks..."
"If you don't listen, come over and help wash the rice."
"oh……"
The little Taoist priest followed the old Taoist priest obediently towards the room that served as the kitchen. Suddenly he turned around, made a face at Qi Wuzhuo, and waved his little hand. He was young and immature, but innocent and pure.
The young Taoist couldn't help but smile. After watching them go in, he opened the door and went back to the Scripture Pavilion.
The little peacock inside the sleeve robe broke away and screamed noisily.
It was really hungry and miserable.
Recently, its appetite and food intake have been increasing.
Merely eating meat seems to be no longer enough. Now I need to eat a large amount of meat every day, and then I also need to eat some spiritual materials and spiritual liquid prepared by the old scalper. Only then can I barely stop my hunger. Today is also the case.
After Hu Chihai had a good meal, he stayed comfortably on the soft cushion Qi Wuhuo had prepared for him in the Jing Pavilion.
Go to bed when you are full every day, and eat when you wake up. You have no worries, and there are still people to take care of you.
It was truly an indescribably cool day.
The young Taoist touched it lightly with his fingers, and then gently scratched the little peacock's chin.
He took the ink block, added some well water, and slowly grinded the ink. His mood was still calm. He dipped his pen in the ink and wrote a large Jing character on the white paper. His handwriting was calm and his mood gradually relaxed.
He calmed down. The previous experience was too fast and fast, like driving a small boat on the vast ocean during a thunderstorm. At this moment, he finally had to think quietly.
First pick up a pen and write down four words.
The beginning of disaster.
Qi Wuhuo did not believe that there would be sudden and unreasonable disasters. Jinzhou was originally a prosperous place, so what kind of power could cut off the rivers and wither all the plants in a state? Mr. Ao Liu just went there
After the rain, he was burned and injured, leaving traces on his face that did not disappear for seven years.
Is this disaster a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? Where does it come from?
This is the most important question.
The Mingzhen Dao Alliance is spread all over the human world, and even the Dao Alliance forces that have business dealings between the edge of the underworld and the demon kingdom are not able to find out. At this moment, the young Taoist human form is alone, and naturally there is nothing he can do. This matter
Things need to be investigated slowly and clarified slowly.
He picked up the pen again and wrote down a line of text.
The one wearing black clothes and red dragon suit.
Who is it again?
That person attracted the Demon Kingdom, one of the sources of the disaster, and the direct reason that turned the original [Drought] into [Purgatory on Earth]. This person attracted the Demon Kingdom. Who is this person? Is he the one who got it? The [Second Prince] who benefits the most? But the human emperor only wears ordinary dark-colored clothes, and he will never use [foreign] patterns like dragon patterns as his patterns.
Most of the clothes of the Human Emperor are made of things like the sun, moon, stars, mountains, lakes, seas, and even the war and rice, which are the twelve chapters of the Human Emperor.
Other than that, most of them only wear solid colored clothes.
"Red dragon suit? Is it related to the dragon clan?"
Dragon is a powerful clan.
There is the Dragon God in the Heavenly Palace, there is the Dragon King of the Four Seas in the Penglaisi, there are also the Five Lakes, the Four Dus, and the Three Waters Mansion.
The demon clan also has the great sage of the dragon clan.
It was once an ancient alien species, but it is still powerful today.
Buddhist teachings once said that Garuda can eclipse one dragon king and five hundred dragons.
But that is just a mistake in words. The dragon in Buddhist scriptures has no legs but is very poisonous. It walks on the ground with its belly, but it is just a giant python.
King Garuda, one of the eight heavenly dragons, was personally attacked by King Guangdeok, the leader of all water gods.
Within three moves, he would kill and devour the Buddha in front of him.
The world cannot tell the difference between Garuda and Peng, so this is also the reason why Tantai Xuan [Chengxian Lu] mentioned that the 'Peng'-like monsters are rare in the world today.
Gai was eaten up by the dragons.
Back then, the Human Emperor had made an agreement with the Heavenly Court to gather the fortunes of all people into one body, and it was absolutely impossible to use a foreign race as a symbol. However, the person who benefited the most from this matter was the second prince. Or rather, apart from him, there were others. Others have benefited, but they have seen too little now, so they don’t know it?
The young Taoist thought quietly.
Or should I say, someone wears this costume on purpose.
He is the confidant of the second prince, did he do this on purpose?
This matter is equally important, but the pursuit of this person may need to be done slowly, and may even require the help of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance. This is also something that he cannot figure out immediately.
Then he picked up the pen and continued to write.
Demon country.
Perhaps the situation at that time was too chaotic, or perhaps all the energy at that time was used to focus on saving people. Even with the power of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance, the three demon kingdoms could not figure out who they were. , of course you have to investigate the affairs of the demon country yourself, you can also ask the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance to find out the characteristics of the demon clan that participated in the war.
What kind of supernatural power does he have, what is his true nature, and what methods he is good at.
Then ask Uncle Niu.
The young Taoist thought for a while. The old scalper boasted that he was also the tyrant of the demon clan. He claimed that he had occupied more than a dozen mountains and rivers and established himself as a great saint. Although he said that he was not recognized, he just talked and played to himself. But nothing happened either, Xiaoxiao is unrestrained until now, which also reflects the old scalper's methods.
"As for the demon clan, Uncle Niu should be more familiar with it."
"However, both Yun Qin and Uncle Niu seem to be busy recently, and there is no way to contact them."
The mirror was placed next to him. He had to do a lot of things recently, and Yunqin seemed to have entered a period of intensive practice by his teacher [Danhua Fu Yingyuanjun]. He did not take the initiative to contact him. The young Taoist gently brushed his fingers.
Passing through the mirror, mana flows, and the patina on the mirror is now like a trace of blue, like the stars in the night, giving it a sense of depth.
Qi Wuhuo had felt something special before when he input mana.
But the mirror is quite quiet at the moment.
The young Taoist's spirit told him that even if he input enough mana now, the mirror would not change.
He always felt that the mirror itself seemed to have a function similar to the "circular light manifestation method".
The [Method of Appearance of Round Light] will be pointed at Yunqin.
If you don't cast it, if you input mana at a special time, it will point to another existence.
I just don't know where it is pointing. This thing is not responsive all the time. Rather than just chatting at any time, it is more like a [chaohui], a channel that gathers at special times to release news.
Qi Wuhuo calmed down and continued writing.
Human Emperor.
The young man paused, then moved his wrist and erased these two words.
Then I used more force than before and wrote the word "thief" in a big word.
This thief deserves to be killed!
How to overthrow.
Which prince should you choose?
Who can love the people like their own children, and who is qualified to take on such responsibilities?
And if the person you choose also changes, what should you do?
And sir...
He survived because of his husband back then, but did his husband also survive because of the efforts of the Mingzhen Taoist Alliance?
The young Taoist started writing, and unconsciously there were white papers scattered around him. The white papers were filled with lines of words. After a little calculation, he felt as if he was touching a mountain-like dilemma. Finally, he was silent for a long time, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink.
, put pen to paper in the middle of the white paper, and carefully wrote down two big characters. He picked up the pen and looked at it carefully, and was speechless for a long time.
The little peacock seemed to have rested enough. It flapped its wings again and sat on Qi Wulu's shoulder. He noticed that the young Taoist looked at these two words for a long time.
Feeling confused, he lightly patted the young man's hair with his wings and asked, "Aqi Aqi, what is this?"
"It's the word."
"Zi? Can I eat it?"
The young Taoist said: "You can't eat it."
"oh."
The little peacock suddenly lost interest. He shook the unique feathers on his head and said, "Then how do you pronounce this?"
The young Taoist said gently: "Jinzhou."
"The brocade is full of flowers."
The little peacock screamed wildly.
He put down the pen, touched the two words gently with his palm, and paused for a while, then suddenly said:
"This is a place that used to be very beautiful and had a lot of food..."
The little peacock said happily: "Then this is a great place!"
"Oh, yes……"
The young Taoist's voice was gentle, and he suddenly said: "I have just made a breakthrough here. I have to master the innate skills well before I can be called a [Taoist] and have the ability to do what I want to do.
It will probably be after the new year, and then we should go back to Helian Mountain, and then we will go here. Even if we want to enter Beijing, it will be after this."
The little peacock was confused: "Go here?"
"Um."
"do what?"
"What should I do? I thought, I should go back and take a look."
"Either revenge, or repay a favor."
The young Taoist thought about the roar and roar that still remained on the sword, and replied:
"This is how people should walk between heaven and earth."
"Vengeance must be avenged."
"We must repay kindness."
The little peacock was confused and didn't know what to do. The young Taoist pressed his right hand on the white paper. Perhaps he was tired, but it seemed that he was exhausted. He had only reached the realm of innate energy today, but Qi Wuhuo unknowingly was in front of this desk.
When I fell asleep, there was the smell of ancient sandalwood, a faint cloud-like breath, and the sound of footsteps.
The young Taoist was half asleep and half awake. He didn't know when he saw an old man with kind facial features, white beard and hair, and a Taoist robe standing in front of him, looking at him with a gentle smile.