On the official road, a carriage was driving quickly, but surprisingly, there was no driver on the carriage. From a distance, there was a strange smell. However, the people in the carriage were extremely excited.
"Lord Daojun, what kind of skill is this? Can you teach me how to make this horse drive the cart by itself? Then I won't have to drive so hard in the future." Feng Zuojun asked eagerly while beating Daojun's back.
road.
Xie Yuling opened the curtain and looked carefully at the front of the carriage, only to feel a faint purple light shining.
Tao Lord shook his head: "This is not martial arts, this is Taoism."
"Tao method?" Feng Zuojun was stunned, "Can I learn it?"
"Learning martial arts depends on talent, learning Taoism also depends on wisdom. I think Master Feng..." Daojun turned his head and looked at Feng Zuojun carefully.
Feng Zuojun looked forward to it: "How?"
"It's still more suitable for practicing martial arts." Daojun said with a smile.
"Alas." Feng Zuojun sighed, "It's all my fault that my martial arts talent is too good."
Xie Yuling sneered: "No wonder you live so happily. You can turn any words into words of praise for you."
Feng Zuojun took a sip of water: "At least it's not as tiring as you."
"You two have a very good relationship." Daojun said with emotion.
"No, the two of us are lifelong enemies." Feng Zuojun said quietly, "I knew from the first time I met him in the school that if there is anyone in this generation of disciples who can compare with me, it must be him."
Xie Yuling also took a sip of water: "Is this a compliment?"
"This is a challenge." Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows, "By the way, Lord Daoist, does Xie Yuling have the wisdom to practice Taoism?"
The Tao Lord shook his head and said: "To practice Taoism, you have to enter the Taoist sect. Only when your heart is empty can you achieve the Tao. Mr. Xie is too preoccupied."
Xie Yuling lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Lord Daojun, for your teaching."
"There's not much I can teach you. You've been hesitant to speak along the way. If you really want to ask something, it's better to ask it directly." Daojun said calmly.
Xie Yuling hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Master Daojun stopped the Spear Saint from heading to Castlevania a few days ago. Did Master Daojun win that battle?"
Daojun nodded: "Of course I won."
"What happened to the Spear Saint?" Xie Yuling asked.
"I won and was seriously injured. If he lost, he would not be much better. He would not be able to fight again within three months, so he could only go back to Jiangnan to recuperate." Daojun replied.
"What about three months later?" Xie Yuling said solemnly.
"The Spear Saint's martial arts has become much stronger than before. From what I can see, it is close to the strength of Ning Qingcheng back then. Although he was injured in this battle with me, he is very likely to be able to climb to the top again with this battle."
First floor. Although Mr. Xie is extremely talented in martial arts and has met a famous teacher, he will not have a chance within ten years." Daojun sighed.
Xie Yuling pondered for a long time: "Ten years is too long."
"What if you add me?" Feng Zuojun asked with a smile.
"Young Master Feng has quite the charm of your father, and now he has the teachings of the Bishop of Castlevania. If you add Young Master Feng, five years will be enough." Daojun said slowly.
Feng Zuojun patted Xie Yuling on the shoulder: "If we call Su Baiyi again, then I estimate that I can lose one year. If I give Su Baiyi another dose of medicine, I estimate that I can lose another two years. Don't worry.
It’s not a big problem.”
Mr. Dao gave a thumbs up: "Master Feng, you are such a good brother."
While they were talking, another carriage drove past them.
Daojun suddenly glared angrily, stretched out a finger, and scolded: "Stop!"
There was a flash of purple light outside the carriage, and the carriage took a few steps forward and then stopped.
On the passing carriage, the coachman was already trembling with fear. He was already frightened when he saw that the carriage was unmanned, but as soon as he passed by it, the unmanned carriage suddenly stopped, and he could only
He could swing the reins wildly to make the horse in front of him run faster, but after swinging for a long time, he realized that the horse in front of him had been circling for a long time, and finally turned around and ran to the side of the unmanned carriage. The driver was frightened.
He trembled all over and murmured in a low voice: "What the hell, what the hell."
A little Taoist boy walked out of the carriage, looked at the carriage beside him, looked happy, and exclaimed: "Master!"
"Master?" Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun looked at each other.
Taojun sighed softly: "Who allowed you to secretly go down the mountain?"
"Master!" The little Taoist boy jumped onto the carriage, opened the curtain, rushed in, and threw himself directly into the arms of the Taoist master, "Master, it's great that you are okay."
"Master is Daojun, what can happen?" Daojun rubbed the little Taoist boy's head.
"This kid said he had a dream. He dreamed that something happened to you, so he took me down the mountain with him." Another kid opened the curtain and walked in. The kid looked about the same age as the little Taoist boy.
There is a sense of maturity in his words.
"It turns out he is from Qingcheng Mountain." Feng Zuojun breathed a sigh of relief.
The boy glanced at Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling, and said in a surprised tone: "Why are you here?"
"Child, do you recognize us?" Feng Zuojun stretched out his hand to scratch the child's head and looked at Xie Yuling, "Children of your four major families?"
Xie Yuling frowned slightly and whispered: "It does look familiar, but I can't remember it."
"You've betrayed me!" The boy turned Feng Zuojun's hand over directly, "I don't even recognize you as your master?"
Xie Yuling suddenly realized: "Mr. Confucian Sage!"
"Confucian... Confucian sage?" Feng Zuojun grimaced in pain, "Weren't you the same age as us last time? Why are you a child now?"
Dongfang Xiaoyue let go of her hand and said helplessly: "Can't I rejuvenate myself?"
"Good boy, will you be a baby next time I see you sir?" Feng Zuojun waved his hand.
"Crow's Mouth." Dongfang Xiaoyue knocked Feng Zuojun on the head, then looked at Daojun, "Why are you with these two boys?"
Daojun smiled and said: "I originally thought I was just strolling down the mountain, but I didn't expect to meet Wang Yi and Xing He. They fought two games in a row, and half of them stepped into the gate of hell. Your disciples are going to send me away.
Go back to Qingcheng Mountain."
"I see." Dongfang Xiaoyue stepped forward and held Daojun's wrist. After a long time, she said in a deep voice, "Fortunately you met us here, otherwise I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to hold on to Qingcheng Mountain."
Mo Chen nodded and said: "Master, I will heal your injuries now."
Daojun waved his hand: "If you don't rush, you won't die yet. Let's go to the town ahead to find an inn to rest for a while."
Dongfang Xiaoyue turned around and asked Feng Zuojun: "Where are Xi'er and Su Baiyi?"
"Mr. Hui, they are escorted by Mr. Zhou Zheng to Weilong Mountain. We have made an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain." Xie Yuling replied.
"Since you are injured, it seems that I still need to go there." Dongfang Xiaoyue frowned.
Chapter completed!