Jiang Bai was also moved by their ambition and said: "You must remember what you said today. Once you become discouraged and follow the wrong path in cultivating immortality, you will never be able to return to the right path."
The two men and three others said in unison: "Of course."
Li Chuan vaguely heard something, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he talked about Lord Goose on Tianju Mountain.
Wu Kong and Cen Tiejiang were both filled with emotion after hearing this. On the contrary, Jiang Bai opened his mouth several times to say something, but did not make any sound. Li Chuan noticed his expression and asked directly: "Brother Jiang, is this Mr. Goose the one who has
What's wrong?"
Jiang Bai did not answer, but said: "Show me your iron pot again."
Li Chuan took out the pot and handed it to Jiang Bai.
Jiang Bai looked carefully inside and out this time, and said doubtfully: "This is just an ordinary spirit-gathering pot, how could it be..."
"What's going on? Brother Jiang, you are not a sell-out," Blacksmith Cen said.
Jiang Bai smiled bitterly and said, "I've heard about that secret method. That secret method is true, but using this secret method, Mrs. Goose probably won't survive."
Everyone present was shocked.
Then, Jiang Bai started and continued, "This secret method is nothing more than using the mother's bone, blood and spiritual power to nurture the fetus."
Li Chuan recalled the first time he met Mrs. Goose, with her drooping neck and dry feathers, she indeed looked like she would not live long.
Jiang Bai added: "This secret technique is also forbidden in Qingzong. So I suspect that he did not get it from a disciple of Qingzong. He probably transferred it a few times... Fortunately, he came across this spiritual cauldron, otherwise he would have to
We organized weddings and funerals together."
Blacksmith Cen asked: "What about your Qing Sect? Isn't it the same?"
"Don't ask, don't ask," Jiang Bai waved his hands, "Don't treat me as a member of the Qing Sect, just treat me as an ordinary cultivator."
"Okay, okay, let's have a drink," Tiejiang Cen immediately changed the subject and asked Li Chuan: "Brother Li, we seemed to have seen you packing your luggage just now. Are you leaving?"
Li Chuan said: "Well, my work here is over, and I plan to go to the Xuantai Spiritual Light Meeting."
"Xantai Spiritual Light Society? Where is it?" Wu Kong asked.
Li Chuan replied: "It's in Yanqing Mountain. I plan to see the scenery along the way and travel there slowly."
"Did you get the Taoist card?" Jiang Bai asked.
"Daomenpai?" Li Chuan heard this name for the first time.
"How can you enter Yanqing Mountain without a door sign?" Jiang Bai was surprised.
Li Chuan was silent.
Neither Wen Guying nor anyone else mentioned the door number in the hallway to him.
Jiang Bai asked: "Who told you that you can go to Xuantai Lingguang Society?"
"Wen Guying, Wen Daozhang." Li Chuan said.
"He? He can't possibly not know." After hearing Wen Guying's name, Jiang Bai changed his attitude and said, "Since he said you can go, I guess he will arrange for someone to pick you up when you arrive at Yanqing Mountain.
You."
Li Chuan was greatly surprised. It was enough that the disciples of the Four Gods Palace praised Wen Guying. Why did Jiang Bai trust Wen Guying so unreasonably?
He asked the question.
Jiang Bai said: "Wen Gu should be kind to the entire Xuanmen. After the Shuangye Sect incident twenty years ago, the Immortal appeared in the world and wanted to kill everyone related to it. No one dared to resist the leaders and elders of the various factions. Senior Brother Wen stepped forward.
, argued with the immortal for seven days and seven nights, and finally the immortal agreed to let Xuanmen handle the matter on its own."
"Although many monks still died, many people survived compared to the immortals who took action personally."
Wukong Cen, the blacksmith, listened to the other three, all yearning for it.
Li Chuan looked at Jiang Bai and asked, "Were you involved in what happened twenty years ago?"
"I am not qualified to go to the Xuantai Lingguang Society." Jiang Bai curled his lips and said: "And we, the Qing Sect, don't need the Shuangye Sect's practice methods."
Monk Wukong understood the meaning and finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Jiang...how old are you?"
Jiang Bai did the math and said, "I'm just two hundred and twenty or thirty years old."
Wu Kong and Cen Tiejiang always felt that he was still young because of his appearance and his cultivation level. As a result...
Jiang Bai added: "Retreat and meditation have taken place here for more than two hundred years. According to ordinary people, I am only seventeen or eighty years old now."
He himself didn't mind, Wu Kong and Cen Tiejiang also let go, and even deliberately included the sentence "Brother Jiang" in every word they said.
What surprised Li Chuan was not his age, but that he was also a two-hundred-year-old monk. Wherever Wen Guying went, people would call him senior brother, and this Jiang Bai might not even be able to defeat the second and third parties.
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To be able to live for more than two hundred years, Qingzong really tried his best.
……
After Jiang Bai's cleansing banquet, two days later, it was Li Chuan's farewell banquet, still at Qinglian Pavilion. Jin Rong also came, and everyone ate and drank to their heart's content.
When the sky was slightly bright, Li Chuan left the capital with Gong Er and Pang San.
When the carriage drove out of the city gate, he stuck his head out of the window and glanced in the direction of the capital.
Compared to last time, the guards were much tighter.
It is said that under the ban, no evil cultivators can enter.
Li Chuan sat back in the car, lowered the curtains, and closed his eyes. The carriage was driving too smoothly and the car was too quiet, so he couldn't sleep.
Gong Er asked him: "Brother, the monks who went to Yanqing Mountain are all very powerful, right?"
"Maybe?" Li Chuan said.
"Then if my third brother and I go, will we not be allowed in?" Gong Er said in a somewhat uneasy tone, "We are only outer disciples of the Four Gods Palace, and we are still demon cultivators."
Li Chuan stretched out his hand and flicked his cockscomb, "This matter should worry Daoist Wen. We are just traveling. If we go to the foot of Yanqing Mountain and they are not allowed in, then we will just look at the scenery and leave. If we can get in, then we will hold our heads high."
Walk in with your chest held high."
Gong Er thought about Li Chuan's words and said, "Brother is right."
The third person next to me saw it very openly: "Brother will never abandon us anyway."
Li Chuan agreed, "That's for sure. I'm not a monk. I'll go see the excitement and explain the Tianyin Pot."
"Brother." The third person suddenly called Li Chuan.
Li Chuan was a little nervous when he was shouted at, and asked: "What's wrong?"
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"In front..." The third person next to him muttered, "It seems that Lao is laughing."
?
Li Chuan stuck his head out, and pressed his shiny white head against Gao Gao's body. Who is it if it's not Lao Xiaokai?
There were several pieces of luggage placed at his feet, and it seemed as if he had been waiting for them here for a long time.
How did he escape?
While Li Chuan was thinking, he asked the other three to stop the carriage. As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Lao Xiao opened the door and was shaken by the force, causing him to fall to the ground.
Seeing Li Chuan open the door, he got up on his hands and feet and begged: "Brother Li, take me with you, please. After you leave, Gong Wuguang will definitely lock me up again..."<
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Li Chuan felt that it was really ugly for such a big man to keep the door open, so he asked him to go into the car to talk.
After Lao Xiao got into the car, he lowered his eyebrows and begged Li Chuan: "Brother Li, I have saved your life twice. I am not someone who wants to repay a favor. You have to leave.
I really can’t live anymore!”
Li Chuan asked: "How did you escape?"
Lao laughed and said: "I have a secret skill."
"Where's your spindle?" Li Chuan thought of his magic weapon.
Lao smiled and looked angry, "I was taken away by Qin Tian Jian."
"What should I do if the people from Qintian Prison come after me?" Li Chuan asked again.
Lao smiled and said: "Brother Li, I am very useful. Climbing mountains and wading in rivers to escape are all things I am good at. I also have medical skills and countless secret recipes. You can accept me as your servant. You can accept me as your servant."
, won’t the people from Qintian Prison chase me back?”
Li Chuan recognized this life-saving grace in his heart.
So he said: "No need, then just stay with me. I know what to say when you meet people from Qintian Prison. If you want to have a better place to go in the future, just tell me, that's it."
You will not be allowed to do this deceptive business again."
Lao smiled and burst into tears of gratitude, thanking him repeatedly.
You were busy laughing, and it became lively along the way.
He talked about what happened in prison: "What I was afraid of in prison was not the jailer or Gong Wuguang, but his eldest disciple. He came to the prison almost once a month. No one in the prison was afraid of him.
Not afraid of him..."
"Did he torture you?" Li Chuan was a little curious.
He looked at Lao and smiled at the state he was in when he came out of prison. He didn't look like he had been abused. He was white and fat. Although he was smelly, he didn't look like he hadn't showered in more than a year.
Lao laughed and shuddered, "It's not torture, it's more terrifying than that..."