Yu Xian and Guo Jia looked at each other with lingering fears.
This Qing Qingzi... seems a bit fierce.
However, Yu Xian quickly corrected his mentality and straightened his back.
What am I afraid of? I am a Taoist from Heming Mountain and a direct descendant of Zhongxuanzi. Am I afraid that I will be killed by this uncle?
As for Guo Jia...
Yu Xian glanced at him maliciously.
It's my business not to disobey the destiny of heaven. It would be embarrassing if someone killed you.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jia glanced at Yu Xian and not only remained calm, but also straightened up confidently.
Huh?
Yu Xian was surprised.
What is this twenty-five-year-old guy so proud of?
Guo Jia smiled at him and said calmly, "Uncle, I don't know. After you recognized me as your nephew, I took everyone who witnessed it to find Zheng Jijiu. When Zheng Jijiu learned about the cause and effect, he praised me.
I am devoted to the Tao, but I have betrayed your face and already... appointed me as a Taoist boy."
Yu Xian was dumbfounded when he heard this.
That’s okay too.
Then Guo Jia said proudly, "As a boy from the mountains, I am naturally not afraid of having my hair cured and offering wine to Qing Qingzi."
Um?!
The vigilance in Yu Xian's heart was instantly heightened.
Thinking of what happened before, Yu Xian suddenly had many doubts in his heart.
Would a person who could calmly take advantage of this opportunity after being humiliated by himself do something meaningless and stupid?
There must be some unknown conspiracy here!
Yu Xian instinctively sensed something was wrong and squinted his eyes to examine Guo Jia carefully.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jia still looked indifferent and even winked at Yu Xian.
Guo Jia wanted to play with fire, but Yu Xian didn't care about anything.
He nodded to Guo Jia in a semi-threatening manner, "Haha, don't forget your previous identity."
After hearing this, Guo Jia smiled slightly and replied seriously, "Uncle, what you said is serious. Why shouldn't I put aside my preoccupation and concentrate on cultivating Taoism? Now my cultivation of ghost Tao is far superior to that of my peers. It is precisely because of my sincerity that the metal and stone are opened."
As he said this, Guo Jia called out his little ghost.
The little ghost Qing jumped out of his Niwan Palace, and his solidity was far beyond that of others.
It's just dull, I don't know what kind it is.
Bai Yunzi didn't have much prejudice against the four sects of cultivation in Heming Palace. Seeing this, he smiled happily and said, "This disciple has been able to practice this way in just a short time since he started. It's really good."
After saying that, Bai Yunzi smiled at Yu Xian and said, "You two juniors are from the same sect. In terms of status, you are older than him. If you have any grudges in the past, why not just laugh them off?"
Yu Xian simply broke up and said, "Uncle Master may not know that this Feng Xiao, whose real name is Guo Jia and whose courtesy name is Fengxiao. He is actually a disciple of Yingchuan Academy."
Even though Bai Yunzi is fat, he can't even keep Guan Hai.
But with him joining forces, it would be somewhat useful, and Yu Xian was not afraid of Guo Jia going berserk.
"Yingchuan Academy?"
Bai Yunzi frowned and looked at Guo Jia, his expression became much more serious.
Taoist priests like Bai Yunzi may not be interested in which dynasty the emperor is now, but the top Confucian celebrity "Yingchuan Academy" can definitely touch their nerves.
Guo Jia did not panic and looked back calmly, "My disciple is from Yingchuan and studied at home since childhood. When I grew up, in order to improve my knowledge, I entered Yingchuan Academy. To be honest, it is not enough for my disciple to study in Yingchuan Academy."
January."
After hearing what Guo Jia said, Bai Yunzi nodded secretly.
Yingchuan Academy is not a place where people are taught how to read and write. It is a place where people who have advanced to a certain level in Confucianism gather together to practice and communicate. It can be said that the whole family is filled with elites.
At Guo Jia's age, he was able to enter Yingchuan Academy, so he was probably the person in charge of it to gain face for the local wealthy family.
Guo Jia talked eloquently again, "My disciples already love the art of war, arithmetic, and miscellaneous knowledge. The person I really admire is not a Confucian master, but Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang, who established the Han Dynasty. After my disciples came to Bashu, they saw
The style of the Taoist sect, and recalling the incident of Liu Hou in the early Han Dynasty, made me more determined in my heart, and determined to abandon the world and practice Taoism like Zhang Liang."
After hearing these words, Bai Yunzi stroked his beard and was very satisfied.
He smiled at Yu Xian and said, "My nephew may not know that the old Taoist usually practices the art of spiritual communication and has his own sense of right and wrong. What this disciple said should be correct."
Yu Xian frowned even more when he heard this.
If we follow common sense, Bai Yunzi's judgment is not wrong.
In his twenties, how much mature thinking can he have when facing the profound and profound Confucianism? Even if he entered Yingchuan Academy, it must not be deeply involved. Now this young man is willing to follow the example of Liu Hou Zhang Liang in practicing Taoism, and he has such superior qualifications, so why bother
Rejecting people thousands of miles away?
But Yu Xian knew that Guo Jia could not be a fuel-efficient lamp.
Seeing that Yu Xian still refused to give up, Bai Yunzi immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it, this matter involves Yingchuan Academy, let the headmaster make the decision."
"Headmaster..." Yu Xian stopped talking.
Yu Xian was actually quite curious about meeting Zhang Lu.
According to the games I have played in the past, the attributes of this product are really average, and it is the kind of mediocre soy sauce.
From a historical perspective, it seems that he is not a very capable person.
After living in Hanzhong for decades, he defended himself against Uncle Cao's fierce attacks and finally surrendered.
As for this world.
Zhang Lu is the leader of the Heming Palace sect, and his magic power is profound and unpredictable.
Originally, Yu Xian admired him.
I knew directly that the mother of the master was stealing men and made him a handsome and mature stepfather like Liu Yan. In the end, the Taoist priest from Heming Taoist Palace had to go down the mountain to pay for his mother's seduction of men, and she also had to have sex with him.
The Hanzhong army fought life and death...
The image of the master in Yu Xian's heart began to collapse.
This bitch even has a dick to teach!
No wonder Wu Yan told Yu Xian not to pay attention to Zhang Lu's crazy talk.
No matter which head coach it is, it will not collapse.
Why.
It's not easy. It's not easy.
Yu Xian glanced at Guo Jia, feeling pity in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment, "Don't cause trouble to the Headmaster for such a trivial matter. He, he's pretty miserable too."
Bai Yunzi glanced at Yu Xian with relief, his eyes a little bright.
His beard trembled and he said, "My nephew really understands the general body and understands the general body."
Yu Xian glanced at Bai Yunzi and understood everything.
Why should men embarrass men?
Yu Xian simply said, "Forget it, Gui Ji asked me to go back to the mountain and listen to the master's remarks. I won't delay much, so I'll go back as soon as possible."
Bai Yunzi nodded and smiled, "Okay, let's go back to the mountain together."
Yu Xian wanted to ask Dong Bai about his expedition, but now that Guo Jia was around, he was afraid that he would notice any clues, so he had to endure it and prepare to inquire slowly later.
After walking for another half day, I saw clouds and mist ahead, covering the road.
Bai Yunzi waved his sleeves, revealing a section of the mountain.
Yu Xian felt something in his heart and was about to say something.
Next to him, he saw Guo Jia jumping off his horse, clasping his hands forward and shouting loudly, "Heming Mountain, I'm coming!"
After shouting, he burst out laughing.
Yu Xian looked sideways.
The man in green was smiling hysterically, and in his eyes was the light of hope that he could survive a desperate situation.