Text Text_Chapter 1925 Immortal Residence

Qingcheng Mountain, the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Mingkong Dao Chief, old immortal, can you have time to meet us today?"

Before the Hall of Eternal Life, people came and went, but at this moment, a middle-aged man saw the owner of the Hall of Eternal Life, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a big beard.

He ran over excitedly, grabbed the middle-aged Taoist priest, and begged: "Mingkong Daoist, I have been here three times this month, please only see the old immortal, and thank him for saving his life ten years ago." If it weren't for the old fairy's action that day, my son's grave would have grown grass! Come, son, kowtow to the head of the Ming Kong Dao and beg for mercy. ”

His son, who was only a little more than ten years old, was dazed and didn't know why his father suddenly wanted to kneel on his own.

However, when Dad spoke, he had to listen, and obediently walked up to the Ming Kong Dao Chief, ready to kneel down and kowtow.

"Wang Jushi, you're welcome!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw that the child was about to kneel down and kowtow to himself, shook his head slightly, and then the floating dust waved lightly.

In an instant, the child felt a huge force, supporting himself, so that he could not kneel, and in his little head, boom, he only thought of one possibility!

He has met the gods!

In Journey to the West, the old immortals are all in this way.

"Dad, I can't kneel, as if I was supported by a layer of fairy power. ”

The child couldn't help but look at Mingkong Daoist excitedly, and said, "Daoist, are you an immortal? Can you take me as an apprentice? I want to learn a skill, ride the wind and sword, and kill demons!"

"Haha......"

Master Mingkong estimated that he often encountered this kind of child, and he couldn't help but laugh at this time.

After laughing, he shook his head and said, "No." Your father has only one son. Moreover, you are born with insufficient roots and bones, and your talent is not suitable for learning the Tao. However, you are smart by nature, and your father is kind and generous, so the so-called family of goodness will have afterglow. If you don't go astray, when you grow up, you should be able to achieve something whether you are an official or a businessman. ”

"Thank you, Chief!"

The middle-aged man was very happy to see this.

Although the Mingkong Dao Leader is not as good as an old immortal like the Cloud Dragon Dao Chief, he is also a true immortal and has great abilities.

He'd seen it a few times and was convinced of it.

At this time, the head of the Ming Kong Dao approved a proverb for his son, which was a good luck word, and he was naturally very happy.

However, after a pause, he pleaded a little more: "Mingkong Dao Chief, does the old immortal really not want to see me? I come here several times a year. Doesn't it say that sincerity is spirituality? My heart should be pious enough, right?"

After a deep sigh, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think of something, and whispered, "Or, I'll donate another 10 million sesame oil money?"

Hearing this, Mingkong Daoist couldn't help crying and laughing, shook his head and said, "Wang Jushi, this is really not a matter of money. Let me tell you the truth. Master Patriarch, I have been in retreat and cultivating for the past few months. If the ancestor can succeed, my Qingcheng Mountain's luck will be even more prosperous. Maybe it can overpower the Kunlun Mountain and become the first ancestral court in China. ”

"What? Old Immortal, this is ......"

Although the middle-aged man didn't know what level of immortal the Cloud Dragon Dao Elder was, he was definitely an immortal.

As for the Kunlun faction, it is the true blessed land of the gods in the legend, the source of countless myths and legends. It seems that the Dao Gate is supreme, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun was created.

If Qingcheng Mountain can overpower Kunlun Mountain...... Don't dare to think, don't dare to think.

"It's a good thing, it's a great thing. ”

The middle-aged man is a person from Sichuan, he has never been to Kunlun, and his feelings for Qingcheng Mountain are stronger.

However, it is not surprising that he has such respect for the Cloud Dragon Dao Chief.

At the beginning, his son had just been born, and he was found out by the hospital, and he had a strange disease, he did not cry or scream, his whole body was purple, and he had convulsions from time to time, and he was almost dying. On the hospital side, there is no way at all.

He heard that there were old immortals on Qingcheng Mountain, and immediately ignored the obstruction of his family and friends, came to Qingcheng Mountain, took three steps and kowtowed, from the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, all the way to the front of the Laojunguan steps.

Yunlong Dao Chang was over ninety years old at the time, and rarely showed up, Mingkong Dao Chang couldn't bear it, and told Yunlong Dao Chang at this time, and Yunlong Dao Chang was out of the customs for three days to save the child for him. Three days later, the child returned to normal, and without waiting for him to thank him, Daoist Yunlong returned to the ashram and continued the retreat.

Later, the Mingkong Daoist said to him that these three days had wasted the fruits of the Yunlong Daoist's three years of penance.

For ten years, this middle-aged man has been uneasy, every few months, he sends someone to send things to Qingcheng Mountain, and when he is free, he brings his son to Qingcheng Mountain.

However, for more than ten years, Daoist Yunlong had not seen him once. The gifts were also returned, and they were all ordered to be given to the disaster areas and difficult places.

For Yunlong Dao Chief, no matter what others say, the middle-aged man firmly believes that this is a real old immortal!

"Master, someone is here again, and they want to meet the patriarch......

At this time, a little Taoist boy ran to the side of Mingkong Daochang and said, "It seems that a crew from the capital said that they came to our Qingcheng Mountain to film and wanted to rent a place." In addition, they also fell in love with Senior Brother Changhe and wanted to invite Senior Brother Changhe to make a cameo. ”

When Daoist Mingkong heard this, he said speechlessly: "Tell them that the ancestor doesn't see outsiders." In addition, if you are looking for Changhe acting, don't look for me. Go find your Uncle Spiegel!"

Hearing this, the little Taoist boy said with a sad face: "Master, Uncle Mingjing will definitely not agree." This time, it's a martial arts drama starring big star Chen Xiaoqiao. We all like Chen Xiaoqiao very much, if Senior Brother Changhe knows that he missed an experience of acting with Chen Xiaoqiao, I am afraid that his heart will be unstable and he will not be able to break through the foundation building realm for the rest of his life. ”

"Fuck off! Believe it or not, I'm going to smoke you?"

When Daoist Mingkong heard his disciple's words, his eyelids jumped suddenly.

The young disciples now are far from the distracted cultivation they had when they were young.

Apprentice to Qingcheng Mountain, there is an old immortal like Yunlong Dao Chang as the ancestor, and he can cultivate the method of immortality, how many people envy this?

They are still chasing stars?

Is there a shame in it?

"Okay. I don't say it, just say it. However, I estimate that after Senior Brother Changhe knows, the monkeys in the back mountain will be unlucky. The little Taoist priest muttered, as if he was pitying the little monkeys in the back mountain.

The Mingkong Daoist was puzzled: "What does this have to do with monkeys?"

The little Taoist priest explained: "When Senior Brother Changhe was depressed, he liked to hold a wooden sword and find monkeys to learn swordsmanship! When he was ten years old, he had already fought all over the back mountains and invincible opponents, conquered a mountain forest, and became the monkey king. I have seen with my own eyes a large group of monkeys lining up to present the coke they had stolen from the tourists to Brother Changhe, just like Nagong. ”

When the head of the Ming Kong Dao heard this, he didn't know what to say.

He was considering whether to send these two disciples to the Discipline Hall to renovate them. Teach them what it means to be a cultivator!

"Ladies and gentlemen, they are really elegant, all of them are little immortals, and they actually have the leisure to domesticate spirit monkeys...... It's really enviable. ”

Daoist Mingkong felt speechless about his disciples' nonsense, but for the middle-aged people on the side, this kind of life was really a fairy residence, elegant and leisurely, which made people yearn for it.