In the early morning, the sky is bright, after a rooster crow in the villages around Wuzhuang Temple, the Qingyue morning bell on the drum tower of the Taoist Temple rings, and the people in the Taoist Temple are all out of the door of the meditation room, meditating in the courtyard, and spitting and practicing.

Zhenyuan Daxian, who was wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk, was walking casually on the side, urging the cultivation of the group.

At this moment, a man with a tattered blue shirt, one foot wearing boots, one foot dewed, carrying a flower basket, a big clapper hanging from his waist, and a bulging bag in his arms walked into Wuzhuang Guanzhong.

After hearing that someone had come to the Taoist temple, many scattered immortals in the courtyard who were meditating couldn't help but glance at each other, while Zhen Yuanzi looked at the east where the morning light was slightly dewed, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the people who came.

The man in the torn blue shirt jumped up and walked straight to Zhenyuan Daxian, and he made a joke with Zhenyuan Daxian with a respectful face.

"Meet the Zhenyuan Immortal Chief!"

Zhenyuan Daxian said in a flat tone: "Lan Caihe, don't be polite, why did you come here this time!"

Lan Caihe took out a jar of fine wine from his arms and muttered: "I recently brewed a jar of bamboo leaf green, and I came to give it to Immortal Chang to taste!"

Zhenyuan Daxian said with a gloomy gaze: "Since you have come all the way to send me wine, then I will accept this wine, I haven't played with anyone for many days, can you play a game with me!"

"Of course I can't ask for it!" Lan Caihe said with a smile.

Zhenyuan Daxian motioned to the breeze and bright moon beside him, asked him to bring some vegetarian food, and then sat down with Lan Caihe in front of a chessboard outlined by a stone table in the temple.

Lan Caihe looked at the people meditating in the temple, and said in a clear tone: "Immortal Chief, this is another apprentice, I don't know what the strength of this group of disciples is!"

Zhenyuan Daxian pinched out one from the sandalwood jar and placed it in the middle of the chessboard, and said quietly: "I only look at Huigen, not cultivation, nor physiognomy and background, is there a so-called education without class!"

Lan Caihe casually put a chess piece next to the chess piece of Zhenyuan Daxian, he took out two large blue and white porcelain bowls from his arms, pulled out the red cloth stopper on the wine jar and poured wine.

Zhenyuan Daxian took a sip of the porcelain bowl, he suddenly felt that his mouth was full of words, and a crisp aroma of wine surged up his throat, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good wine, it's really good wine!"

Lan Caihe smiled at his praise, and then took a few sips of the wine in the bowl, and after he and Zhenyuan Daxian played more than a dozen hands, Qingfeng Mingyue brought some vegetables such as fish tofu, bean curd, cauliflower, lotus root and soybean sprouts on a wooden plate.

At this time, Zhenyuan Daxian didn't go to the sandalwood jar to pinch the chess pieces, looked at Lan Caihe and said, "Let's eat vegetables, there is no need to play this game of chess, you have already lost!"

Lan Caihe smiled a little embarrassedly, picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip of wine and said: "The immortal chief has a superb number of chess, and he can often take one step and see three moves, I am just stubborn, and I am definitely not the opponent of the immortal chief!"

Zhenyuan Daxian turned his head to look at Qingfeng Mingyue who was holding a wooden plate, and motioned for them to serve the dishes on the stone table.

Qingfeng, Mingyue and the two boys seemed to feel that it was a little inappropriate to directly put the dishes on the stone table to make a chessboard, so they couldn't help but look at each other, but they still brought the dishes on the wooden plate to the stone table one by one.

Zhenyuan Daxian picked up the chopsticks and ate directly, Lan Caihe knew that Zhenyuan Daxian had always been a quiet and indifferent character, and he was not restrained, he poured wine for Zhenyuan Daxian, and the two began to eat the dishes on the table.

At this time, the scattered immortals who were meditating in the morning light on the side did not hear that Zhenyuan Daxian asked them to get up, so naturally none of them moved, and they sat quietly like pots, their faces were quiet and leisurely.

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After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhenyuan Daxian blushed on his cheeks, and Lan Caihe, who was drunk and misty, said: "Caihe, don't you know how to beat the board and sing songs, and now you are singing a song with the strength of wine, helping me test the concentration of this group of disciples!"

Lan Caihe picked up the big porcelain bowl on the stone table and drank it all, looked at Zhenyuan Daxian with a pair of bright and clear eyes, and said, "Okay, I'll give them a try!"

While speaking, Lan Caihe took out the big clapper from his waist, and he paced into the courtyard of the Taoist temple, while staggering, playing the big clapper, lightly opening his lips, and starting a rap.

"Singing and drinking blue wine, the world can be geometric. The red face of the three spring trees, the passing years are a shuttle. The ancients went and never returned, but today people are coming to ......"

The scattered immortals who meditated in the courtyard were more or less influenced by Lan Caihe's drunken improvisation, and they would catch a glance at Lan Caihe from time to time during the process of meditation, and some even gave up meditation practice directly, and looked at Lan Caihe's body, watching the rap performance with a focused expression.

With Lan Cai's harmonious voice and impromptu rapping, most of the people in the Taoist temple stopped meditating, and turned their eyes to him with messy steps, clapping, and movements, with a self-absorbed face.

There were only three people in the Taoist temple courtyard who were unmoved, one was a woman wearing red and blue clothes, silver ornaments, and a graceful figure, and the other was a man in a green shirt with an elegant face, and the other was Yang Huaiping, who was silent and cultivating a metallic primordial spirit.

After a long time, Lan Caihe sang a cappella song, put away the clapper, moved small steps to Zhenyuan Daxian's side, tidied up the long hair that fell down his cheeks, looked at Zhenyuan Daxian and said, "Shangxian, how about it, I'm okay with this performance!"

Zhenyuan Daxian put down his chopsticks, he nodded at Lan Caihe, and walked leisurely to the scattered immortals who were meditating in the Taoist temple.

Seeing Zhenyuan Daxian coming, the scattered immortals who watched Lan Cai and the performance all seemed to suddenly understand something, and they sat upright one by one, pretending to meditate cross-legged.

At this time, Zhenyuan Daxian smiled faintly, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the woman in red and blue clothes, the man with an elegant face, and Yang Huaiping and said: "Bai Ziyu, Duan Qingyu, Xie Daowen, the three of you can go back and rest, and the others meditate here until dusk!"

Hearing this, Bai Ziyu, who had a graceful figure, and Duan Qingyu, who had an elegant face, both stood up, and Yang Huaiping still sat in place as if he hadn't heard Zhenyuan Daxian's words.

There are a few people in the Taoist Temple who are scattered among the immortals, and the corners of their mouths began to outline a light smile with a hint of aftertaste, and they thought to themselves that this Xie Daowen was planted this time, and he didn't listen to the master's words, but he was going to be expelled from Wuzhuang Temple, and he really couldn't live by himself.

At this moment, a scene that stunned everyone in the Taoist temple appeared, and a ball of golden true qi slowly overflowed from the top of his head, gradually transforming into a figure exactly like him.