The children Qiao Heng saved back then, a few years have passed, and now the youngest is thirteen or fourteen years old.

Those children were all specially selected by the demon monks in order to refine the best essence and blood, according to many conditions such as Bazi Sheng and good qualifications, and everyone was a good seedling of Zhong Lingyuxiu. With such a foundation, when they grow up a few years old, it is no wonder that some people think that they all have a good appearance like a fairychild.

At first, Qiao Heng really didn't want to take in these children.

It's not that I think it's troublesome to raise children, the average life expectancy of the ancients was short, and children were generally precocious.

But the problem is that he himself is a big problem. When you are too busy to take care of yourself, how can you take in others?

As the old saying goes, if he wasn't the owner of this body now, he would have stuffed him back into his mother's womb and let him rebuild it. As always, Qiao Heng disliked the original owner of his body from beginning to end.

Now in this Taoist temple, in addition to a few Taoist children he rescued at the beginning, there are also a few graceful women about twenty years old. They were bought by the original owner of the body to prepare for the concubines who cultivated together, of course, under the banner of double cultivation, they were actually collecting yin and supplementing yang, but unfortunately before he could enjoy these women, he was replaced by Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng sat at the edge of a cold pool behind the Taoist temple, he looked at his fingers that were so white that they were almost sickly, and shook his fists a few times, and his hands were stained with a little blood.

On the edge of the cold pool, a crane stretched its wings, then lowered its slender and graceful neck and rubbed it on Qiao Heng's wrist.

Qiao Heng just stroked its neck feathers for a while.

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On the mountain road, an old man was climbing up with a sturdy young man with a black face. The old man's face was slightly rounded, and because of proper maintenance, he looked ruddy, quite like a kind rich man who was idle at home and enjoyed his grandchildren.

From time to time, the young man helped the old man, but the old man waved his hand, "I've been bored in the house all day, and it's time for me to move." ”

The tower-like young man looked puzzled, "Why did the adults come in person?"

The old man opened his mouth to speak, but finally just shook his head and said, "It's hard to say." ”

The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you just tie him down the mountain! Anyway, maybe this is another fake Taoist priest who is still cheating, and we have seen less?"

"You, you, aren't you sending a handle to the Liang thief! Okay, okay, anyway, you don't understand what I told you, you better take care of your mouth honestly first. The old man muttered in wonder, how can this guy just grow tall and not have a brain.

After a while, the two finally saw the Taoist temple built on the mountainside. The golden tile cornice, the red wall and blue brick, the clouds and mist in the mountains, the corner of the eaves of the Taoist temple looms, and there is a crane crying.

"What a great place. The old man sighed.

The young man didn't think it was much better, and he couldn't help but say, "It's not bad for this country place." "The Taoist Buddhist temples in Kyoto, Luoyang, Hangzhou and other places, which one is not more magnificent than this.

The old man explained with a smile: "It is naturally much easier to build a house on flat ground than to build a house in the mountains. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a red lacquer pillar with the thickness of two people, and said meaningfully: "You and I also saw on the way when I came, this mountain has many twisted trees, this kind of thick and straight column is not a thing of this mountain, it is not easy to transport such a pillar from the foot of the mountain to the mountain." ”

He probably didn't know that in order to transport these standing logs to the mountain, in fact, only one person was enough. Taoism has a technique in the sleeve, which can accommodate all things in yin and yang, and it is this technique that Qiao Heng uses.

While the two were talking, a Tong walked out of the Taoist temple.

This Dao Tong is between the age of a child and a young man, born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, wearing a blue robe on a white background, and walking with a belt in the wind.

When he saw two strangers outside the Taoist temple, he was first taken aback, and then bowed generously, and asked, "Two laymen, do you have any orders?"

The other party is not at all like the Taoist boys that the two of them have seen before, neither submissive, nor wooden, nor pretending to be high, his expression is frank and open, which makes people feel relaxed at first sight.

The old man sighed in his heart: The master's method of transferring/teaching the attendants here is really powerful.

He replied, "I want to see the master of this place." ”

Dao Tong said regretfully: "He doesn't see outsiders. ”

The old man had heard this from the mouths of the people in the town down the mountain, and he said patiently: "I really have something important to meet with the master. ”

Dao Tong's face showed a look of distress, he thought about it, and had to say, "The two laymen wait for a while, and wait for me to ask the Lord." ”

He took out a bright yellow blank talisman seal from his sleeve, and took out a small round and flat porcelain box, the small porcelain box was full of cinnabar, he dipped his fingers in cinnabar, and quickly drew a zigzag pattern on the talisman seal, this talisman seal spontaneously combusted without wind.

The old man and the black-faced young man behind him were stunned.

After being stunned, the old man felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, even the Taoist boy under the seat had such means, so what kind of ability should the Lord of this place have? Yes, this is the person he is looking for!

Unlike the old man's reaction, the young man pursed his lips in his heart after being stunned. So to fool around, they had seen a Taoist priest who could spit fire in his mouth and take copper coins from boiling oil, but he was not a swaggering guy.

Dao Tong seemed to say to himself: "Lord, there are two laymen who say that they have something important to see you. ”

"Youjing, let them go. An unfamiliar voice rang in the ears of the three men. The only people present were the old man, the iron-masked young man and the Taoist boy, where was the other stranger?

The Taoist boy who was called a young thorn said yes respectfully.

He glanced apologetically at the two of them, and was about to say goodbye. The old man couldn't wait to speak: "I came by the emperor's order, and I also invite the Lord to meet me!"

The black-faced young man behind him just wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth because he remembered that the old man had told him to take care of his mouth. Where did the imperial order come from? Why didn't he know.

There was silence around for a while, no one spoke first, and then only heard a creak, and the door that was originally closed not far behind Dao Tong suddenly opened slowly to the left and right.

Dao Tong looked back and smiled when he saw this, "Two laymen, please." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his hand to Dao Tong, "I'm tired of the little friend leading the way." ”

Dao Tong was the first to enter the Taoist temple, and the two followed.