This place was still seventy miles away from Castlevania. The dusty monk patted the dust on his body and found an inn to sit down.
"Waiter, bring me a pot of fine Huadiao, three steamed buns, and a plate of fried vegetables." The monk shouted loudly after sitting down.
"Is this monk drinking?" someone in the inn asked in surprise.
"Why can't you drink?" the monk asked.
The person who asked the question just now said: "Don't monks have strict rules and regulations, and they cannot drink alcohol or eat meat?"
"Monks don't eat meat because they don't kill animals. Monks don't drink alcohol because getting drunk will break other precepts. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. It makes no difference whether I drink or not, so I can drink." The monk replied.
"Your master wouldn't be angry if he knew you misinterpreted the teachings like this?" A tall Taoist sat down in front of the monk.
"Your Majesty, your food and drinks." The waiter came over and placed the Huadiao wine, steamed buns, and vegetables in front of them. Mr. Gao Daodao took the Huadiao wine and poured himself a glass.
"Don't get too close and come to steal my wine." The monk stretched out his hand to grab it, but Master Gao knocked him to the ground with a wave of his hand. The Taoist raised his head and drank the wine, sighing: "
Good wine.”
The monk got up from the ground: "Stinky Taoist, who are you?"
"Damn bald donkey, who are you?" Gao Daodao drank another glass of wine.
"Go to the Lin Tiangong Criminal Court and guard against lust but not lust!" the monk said viciously.
"Oh. Jie Kong's disciple, why did you choose a five-character dharma name? It's so funny." Master Gao said quietly.
I found the right opportunity to take back the Huadiao wine, and looked at the Taoist priest in front of me curiously: "It seems that you know a lot. What is your name? Tell me your name!"
Master Gao frowned, seemed to think for a moment, and finally sighed: "I can't remember my name because no one has called it for so long. I have to go back and ask."
Jie Qing Bu Jie Se was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's true. What do you think my real name is? I have to think about it carefully, but don't you Taoists all have names? What about Huo Long Zhenren, Changchun?
Real people or something.”
"Oh, yes." Master Gao nodded, "My name is Daojun."
"Oh, Lord Dao." He raised his glass and took a sip. But after a moment, he realized the meaning behind these two words, and was so frightened that he shivered, "Master Dao? Lord Dao!" But wait.
When he came back to his senses, there was no one in front of him, only Daojun's voice echoed in the inn.
"If you have the chance, come to Qingcheng Mountain for a drink."
He opened his mouth and said, "Even Dao Lord is here... Is this trip to Castlevania too difficult? Does Xie Kanhua think too highly of me?"
"Master Dao?" A woman in red walked to the side of Jie Qing Bu JieSe, looked at the trace of purple aura left on the Huadiao wine, and murmured, "Why is he here too?"
When he saw the woman, he was surprised at first: There is such a beautiful woman in the world? Then he grabbed the Huadiao wine in front of him: No matter how beautiful you are, you can't steal my Huadiao wine!
The woman lowered her head and asked, "What is your relationship with Mr. Dao?"
"The first time we met." Jie Qing Bu Jie Se replied honestly, "He even secretly drank two glasses of wine from me."
"You want to go to Castlevania too?" the woman asked again.
He nodded without warning: "Just go and have a look..."
"It looks like you belong to the Lin Tiangong Criminal Court." The woman's tone suddenly revealed a bit of murderous intent.
"No, no, the young monk is from Tianhuo Temple." Jie Qing Bu Jie Se put his hands together and called out the Buddha's name.
"Nonsense." The woman's sleeves fluttered slightly.
Then he got a slap on the face.
But he still clasped his hands together and smiled. He didn't see clearly how the woman took action. Of course, even if he saw it clearly, he wouldn't dare to fight back because he recognized the identity of the stunning woman in front of him.
The lord of Jimo Sword City, the red-robed swordsman Jimo Huaxue.
"I'm here to help Su Baiyi!" Jie Qing Bu Jie Se said hurriedly.
"How can I help him if his martial arts skills are so poor?" Jimo Huaxue shook her head, turned around and walked out.
Jie Qing Bu Se took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's a Sword Immortal and a Dao Lord. My martial arts is so bad, it really has no effect..."
Jimo Huaxue rushed out of the inn and saw Daojun standing on the eaves opposite, nodding gently at him. Jimo Huaxue lowered his head and bowed in return. Then the two of them jumped at the same time, and several
He jumped to the outside of the city.
"The Lord of Jimo City should not come to this muddy water. Jiancheng and Shanglin Tiangong have always had a good relationship." Taojun advised.
"It's because my father has a good relationship with Grand Palace Master Su Han, not that Jiancheng has a good relationship with Shanglin Tiangong. And this time, it's not Jiancheng who comes, it's me, Jimo Huaxue, who wants to come." Jimo Huaxue replied.
"Then Jimo Huaxue stopped in this city because..." Daojun asked.
"There is a master approaching here, but he can only go so far." Jimo Huaxue replied.
"It's inappropriate for you to fight him. There is a huge gap in seniority. Even if your father sees him, he should call him uncle." Daojun shook his head, "Besides, you will probably lose to him.
But even if you win, you will pay a heavy price. Jimo Sword City may not be able to bear such a price."
Jimo Huaxue frowned slightly: "I am not someone who is easily persuaded."
"I'll stay." Daojun said with a smile, "My seniority is not bad and my martial arts skills are decent. Maybe I can stop him."
Jimo Huaxue turned to look at Daojun. Many, many years ago, when she was very young, her father told her that Daojun was one of the two most mysterious people in the world. No one knew about his martial arts.
How high, because people seem to have never seen him take action, but people just believe that as long as he takes action, he will be among the top three strongest in the world.
"Can I trust you, Mr. Dao?" Jimo Huaxue asked.
"To the extreme of emptiness, stay still and sincere. All things are working together, and I will observe them again." The Taoist Master smiled slightly, "I believe in the Great Dao."
"What is the great road?" Jimo Huaxue asked.
"At least what you go to Lin Tiangong is not the great road. Go ahead." Daojun waved his sleeves gently, "I am here."
Jimo Huaxue was lightly hit by the sleeve, and her whole body flew out. She took advantage of the situation to turn over and walked towards the Castlevania. As soon as her figure disappeared, a bright red spear appeared.
In the sky.
Rush down!
"Go back." Daojun waved his sleeve again and hit the spear back.
An old man with white beard and hair walked out of the mist, held the spear, looked at the Taoist in front of him, and said in a surprised tone: "Master Dao?"
Daojun closed his eyes and took a breath: "Mr. Spear Saint."