Taoist Yuan Zhen happily looked at the banned books with the children.
At an innocent age, there are always many fantastic ideas and a yearning for the unknown world.
Since Qinghuang invited Taoist Yuan Zhen to serve as a lecturer for the Qiongsang tribe, the enthusiasm of the children for morning classes has been unprecedentedly high.
They are already very familiar with the geography of the Great Wilderness of the Western Sea, such as the Great Wilderness Western Classic, the Overseas Western Classic, and the Overseas Western Classic.
Of course, they are already familiar with the delicacies found in the wilderness.
As long as they succeed in cultivation, these children will open the door to their own travels in the way of "food and ancient times".
"So this child has the surname Jiang?"
In view of the little girl's persistence in excellent recipes and her familiarity with "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", Taoist Yuan Zhen figured out her life experience.
It was found that the girl's name was Jiang Yuan, and she came from the lineage of Emperor Yan Shennong.
Yuan Zhen stroked his beard and smiled: "No wonder she has extraordinary views on 'eating'."
To a certain extent, Hongyun's reincarnation, Shen Nong, was originally a "foodie".
Taste all kinds of herbs and taste all kinds of flavors.
If not, how could one write a brilliant masterpiece?
Yandi Shennong was able to embark on this path because of his destiny, his own choices, and the subtle influence of Zhen Yuanzi.
There's a reason why the two of them became close friends.
"It's really like me!"
With this relationship, Taoist Yuan Zhen, who originally thought the girl was quite compatible, now fell in love with her more and more.
"We can accept a named disciple and pass on the Taoism to the next generation." Taoist Yuan Zhen thought this way.
As the saying goes, interesting souls are only one in a million, and when two foodies meet, they will resonate.
Anyway, they are all here, so just choose one or two good seedlings. It’s time for a new resident Earth Immortal among the human race!
Taoist Yuan Zhen, who had made up his mind, was not in a hurry to accept disciples, but would chat with Jiang Yuan from time to time.
The topic between the two is very simple.
Just one word - eat!
If there is another topic to add, it would be two words - Emperor Yan.
It can be seen that Jiang Yuan has great respect for Shennong, the ancestor of the Jiang family.
"Does Mr. Yuan also know His Majesty Yandi?" The girl's eyes were bright.
After she discovered that Taoist Yuan Zhen was very familiar with Shen Nong's deeds, this gentleman's status was infinitely higher in her heart.
"That's natural!"
Taoist Yuan Zhen's chin was slightly raised, and his brows showed unparalleled confidence.
No one in this world understands Hongyun better than him!
not even one!
Recalling Emperor Yan's path to enlightenment, I thought of my close friends, and my mind wandered again.
Every otaku has a bond that allows him to travel far away.
For Zhen Yuanzi, one of these bonds is the countless delicacies from ancient times, and the other is his close friend Hongyun.
But thinking about Qinghuang's commission, Yuan Zhen stopped thinking again.
"But it's true that we haven't gotten together for a long time."
Fellow Daoist Hongyun has become more calm than ever since he returned to his post.
He went deep and simple, restraining himself in the world of Nanyue.
One is to suppress luck, and the other is to explore the avenue.
This guy Styx comes here often!
At this time, a loud noise happened to be heard outside the mountain.
A bloody light shot into the sky, and then a horrified face came into Yuan Zhen's eyes.
"Fellow Taoist Yuan Zhen, come and save me! Taoist Friend Bodhidharma is crazy!"
Styx was caught off guard and suffered a powerful blow from the mighty dragon. Then he heard Sanskrit sounds and Buddhist teachings being sung.
This melody lingering in the soul shocked the 480 million Blood God Sons of Styx to the point where they almost came out in an instant.
Western methods have a natural suppression of evil spirits.
Although it is impossible to define good and evil for something as innately sacred as the Styx, if it could be done, who would want to listen to the nagging of a Buddha?
Moreover, he is also a human Buddha transformed into a Hunyuan spirit!
"Fellow Taoist Styx, turn back and find the shore!"
Bodhidharma truly deserves to be a great master of martial arts, and with the combat prowess he has shown, he must be extremely powerful!
Although it is probably because of Hunyuan Wuji's methods, given time he may not be able to open another door to martial arts!
Rumble~
A huge palm fell down, as if the mountain was suppressed by Kunyue. Its majesty was so majestic that the immeasurable laws were disturbed, cutting off the Styx River's retreat.
"Fellow Bodhidharma!"
When Styx saw that Bodhidharma didn't look like he was joking, he immediately exclaimed.
However, Bodhidharma didn't seem to hear it, and punched him again, like Zhong Hua, falling from the sky.
The brilliant divine power shakes the heaven and the earth!
"Fellow Taoist, is it a devil from outside the world? Let me check the details first!"
Bodhidharma's golden body was as majestic as heaven and earth. He shook his divine fist and blocked the River Styx with his unheard-of martial arts powers in order to "find out the details."
With this posture, how dare the Styx River stop?
Is he an extraterrestrial demon? As the saint who guides Hunyuan, can you tell?
Do you still need to find out the details?
Styx has ten thousand reasons to doubt Bodhidharma's true purpose!
Seeing the overwhelming magical power coming at him, Styx had to transform into thousands of people to avoid it.
As he backed away, he asked: "Fellow Taoist, are you just seeing Pindao's luck and want to invite Pindao to Lingshan as a guest?"
As soon as these words came out, Bodhidharma in the sky paused.
He looked at Styx with kind eyes, "Fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much, this poor monk is really doing it for your own good!
Luck is related to the sacred wealth and life. Your Taoist friend's luck has suddenly improved. Aren't you curious about the root cause?"
Styx: "So, you are planning to pursue poverty?"
Bodhidharma's smile did not change, "My Taoist friend is also my most powerful person in the ancient world. He has also cultivated the way of killing. When the war breaks out in the future, he will be a very powerful fighting force. I can't bear to see my Taoist friend have an accident?"
Styx nodded, "So, you plan to plot against me?"
The corner of Bodhidharma's mouth twitched slightly, and he said: "My fellow Taoist, everything has been going well lately, aren't you feeling flustered?"
Styx looked at him sideways, "So, you plan to plot against me?"
"..."
There is nothing to talk about today.
Bodhidharma sighed and said the familiar line.
"Fellow Taoist, I have a destiny in the West!"
As soon as these words came out, Styx breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of the last trace of uneasiness in his heart.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I knew that this fate was coming, and there are some things that can't stop it!" After learning the truth, Styx was not as angry as he imagined, but instead raised his eyebrows.
It looked like it had been expected.
No one cares about the declining god who is entangled in cause and effect, but the top god with rising luck is the treasure in the eyes of all parties.
Moreover, the Styx River is also one of the well-known sources of "fun" in the ancient world.
It's strange that Bodhidharma is not interested in him.
At this time, Taoist Yuan Zhen also came.
Bodhidharma took advantage of the situation and accepted the Dharma.
Taoist Yuan Zhen was also happy to learn that Ming He's luck had increased sharply recently.
At the same time, the same doubts as Bodhidharma arose in my heart, "I wonder if this change of my fellow Taoist is good or bad?"
As a comrade who besieged the Demon God Xia Geng Xingshen, Zhen Yuanzi certainly knew some inside information.
He was worried that this was a special method of the Hunyuan Demon God, which would eventually have a negative impact on the Styx.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I know in my heart that my virtuous brother may be my great opportunity?" Compared to Taoist Yuan Zhen's worries, Ming He himself is very free and easy.
After all, a surge in luck is not a bad thing.
Even if your luck drops in the future, can you still be miserable?
As a declining god of a generation, Styx has an extraordinary level of consciousness.
"As long as you know what you are doing, fellow Taoist!"
Seeing this, Taoist Yuan Zhen could not say anything else.
Bodhidharma on the side wanted to have a detailed talk with Styx, so the two went out again.
When he came back, Taoist Yuan Zhen saw a proud Ming He and a smiling Bodhidharma, both of whom looked quite harmonious.
"By the way, I've been to Changliu Mountain several times, but why haven't I seen Mingyu?" Ming He looked around, but still didn't see that familiar figure.
In fact, the main purpose of his coming to Changliu Mountain was to ask Mingyu about his situation.
After all, Mingyu is the master of fortune in the world. When it comes to understanding the path of luck, no one is better than him.
"He..." Taoist Yuan Zhen sat back under the green pine tree and continued to teach the children how to practice.
Hearing Styx's question, he pointed to the west: "He has been in the far west recently. He said he was going to watch swords and pay a visit to the White Tiger God."
"Visiting the White Tiger God?"
Styx rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "Which tooth of the Lord of Gods is he interested in again?"
Among the ancient saints, there are not only various kinds of fun about the saints, but also some little-known dark history.
For example, "Mingyu Gelong" and "Tiger's Mouth Pulling Teeth".
This is black information dug up from the long river of time by an unnamed saint.
The former comes from Qinglong, and the latter is related to white tiger.
These are all classics handed down from generation to generation tacitly tacitly acknowledged by the saints of the ancient world.
Taoist Yuan Zhen smiled and pointed at Ming He: "If you have the ability, go to the far west and say it!"
"How dare you!" Ming He said this, but the arrogance in his eyebrows showed a sharp edge.
He Styx is not a person who is afraid of trouble.
…
The land in the wild and far west.
There is a blood-red divine sword hidden among the majestic West Pole Tianzhu.
Wearing a green shirt, he sat in front of the Tianzhu.
When his soul entered the Immortal Sword Realm, his six senses were in chaos, as if he had fallen into the nether world.
"Uncle Master, these Four Swords of Killing Immortals are really mysterious. Even if I come in several times, I still can't completely get rid of the influence of this chaos."
In the sword world, Mingyu moves forward step by step, realizing the sword intention of trapping the immortal.
What kind of world is this?
Above and below, there is a huge amount of blood energy scattered into clouds and mist, and there are layers of blood light in the endless time and space that make people confused.
The direction is difficult to determine, and the road ahead is bleak. Even if Daluo Jinxian were to enter this place, he would sink in an instant.
"Draw out your sword!"
A cold tone sounded in this fairy sword world.
In front of Mingyu, there is a statue of a young Taoist standing with a sword.
He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his aura is not fierce, but the crimson robe makes him a bit gentle.
Even the Taoist's cold tone contained a faint smile.
Of course, it would be better if the Taoist looked at Mingyu with less teasing eyes.
Mingyu always felt that his uncle's attitude towards him was strange.
how to say?
For example, Mingyu could clearly hear the subtext of that harsh urging sound.
like this.
On the surface it's, "Draw your sword!"
In fact, it is, "My great nephew, come and be baptized by my uncle!"
"Hahahaha!"
Mingyu sighed and saluted with his sword.
"Uncle, please enlighten me!"
Without saying a word, the young Taoist raised his hand and drew his sword.
Red light is everywhere, as red as a sea of blood.
The Fairy-trapped Sword surges in the blood tide.
The murderous spirit is everywhere, the murderous intention is roaring, and the murderous intention is endless.
Under such a majestic killing attack that seemed to be real, Mingyu, who was dressed in blue, was like a solitary boat floating on the boundless sea, and could be swallowed up by the waves of blood from all directions at any time.
Beneath the peaceful appearance of Tongtian in crimson robes, there is endless wildness, like two extremely separated components mixed together, but forming a certain balance.
It is this balance that triggers the Immortal Falling Sword Intent that can sink everything into it.
Looking at Mingyu, who stood motionless amid the overwhelming murderous aura, the corners of Tongtian's mouth slightly raised, and the joking in his eyes became even stronger.
"My eldest nephew, if this is the case, it won't work!"
"Let's draw the sword!"
If you don't draw your sword, are you still asking me to abuse you?
How boring is it to abuse food?
It’s better to draw your sword!
Let you experience the care from your elders!
Tongtian's words were cold and gentle, arousing Mingyu's perseverance little by little. As long as he relaxed a little, the endless red light would break through the defenses of his mind and pull him into the endless darkness.
An unbreakable trap, encircled from all sides, extremely divisive and causing people to sink unconsciously.
This kind of trapped fairy sword world and this kind of fighting style are very different from the leader holding the Qingping Sword on Zizhi Cliff.
At this time, in Tongtian, the demon image is greater than the immortal image.
"It turns out that everyone is smart these days!"
Mingyu was quite emotional and didn't know how charming the leaders of the other three swords were.
He originally just dropped by Jixi to watch swordsmanship, but suddenly he wanted to visit some other supreme beings.