Who knew that the leading strong man didn't pay attention to Fahua at all, raised his hand and dragged it on the collar of Fahua's uniform, and dragged him out of the cave like this.

His movements were rude and rude, and the group of people around him also followed suit, quite a straightforward sense of bullying.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fahua Dao people struggled desperately, "Can't you say something well!" He also knew that none of these people in this group would have anything to say to him, and he was also anxious when he dragged it out, and he held his breath and slammed his strength.

The purple light and shadow rising from the ground instantly enveloped the field of vision, and between the rise and fall of the six-pointed starlight, the imposing villagers had been overwhelmed.

"Yo, my clothes are dirty. Seeing this group of people rolling on the dirt like insects with crossed legs, Fahua lowered his eyebrows, sighed, frowned and shook his head, "Don't blame me, it's because you don't want to talk to me well." You don't like it, and I can't force you. "It's true." He let out a long sigh.

In the end, they are ordinary people with simple thoughts, ordinary people with flesh and blood, who have no cultivation at all. After Fahua's fright, where was Fang Cai's arrogance? Even without even saying a cruel word, the leading strong man and the group of people who followed in had already stumbled to their feet, and fled with two trembling waves.

But on the edge of a gravel that had just come out of the hole, he collided with a person who came in from outside. Because the leading strong man ran too quickly, and suddenly collided, his body hit Hu Xuan in place like an open cloak, and Miao Miao fell to the ground again, almost falling into a dog and eating.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The person who came was Qingyuan, and when he saw this, he hurriedly bent over to help, "This little brother, are you okay?" Compared with Fahua, Qingyuan is clearly a pink and tender white young man, with elegant manners, modest speech, and a trace of weakness in his expression and posture, but with a tenacity and a little cunning. Although it is also a dark uniform, compared with the Fahua Taoist who has some old naughty atmosphere in Canghui, it brings people two distinct perceptions.

I didn't know that the leading man was frightened and stumbled, and he didn't have time to slow down at the moment, he looked like a ghost, and without saying a word, he just crawled down and ran away.

"Uh......" only Qingyuan stood in place with his arms crossed, staring blankly at the man's embarrassed figure that was getting farther away, "Am I so scary?" I couldn't help muttering to myself, "Oh, it must be the master who is pretending to be a ghost and scaring people again......"

"Hey, what are you muttering about there as a teacher!" Fahua Daoist drank coldly, "What are you doing today, I don't know if you can't leave without permission for the teacher to protect the Fa!" sighed, "Qingyuan, you are becoming more and more disagreeable, more and more ......"

"Master, Master. Foreseeing that Fahua must have been a long and tirade one after another, Qingyuan came back to his senses, hurriedly greeted his master, and flattered the wild fruit in his arms and handed it to him, "Aren't I going to pick fruits for my master." He grinned, grimly. Well, you must not let Master know that she was tricked by a little girl and almost fell into the hands of the black shop owner, otherwise you will be ridiculed and chattered a lot!

After a lot of tossing, my mouth is a little dry. Fahua unceremoniously picked up the most ruddy wild fruit, wiped it through his sleeve, and took a big bite: "I know that my apprentice has the most conscience...... Next time, remember to pick some dates, which are not good for your teeth but are refreshing. ”

"Jujubes, where to find jujubes for you in the big spring, it's really good to have a wild." Qingyuan muttered in a low voice, and suddenly a thought flashed through his heart very quickly, and he looked sideways and asked, "By the way, Master, when you were in retreat two months ago, we unveiled the Emperor's List. He also picked up a wild fruit and took a bite to moisten his throat, "When do you think it's better to leave?"

Speaking of this emperor's list, if you want to trace the roots, you have to start with the former queen.

At the right time, the state of Chu sent a married princess to marry the queen of Eastern Liao, who knew that the queen died suddenly of illness within a few days. After that, I don't know why, the Eastern Liao Kingdom suddenly became not very peaceful, and strange things happened repeatedly, and the seasons also reversed. The monarch issued an edict and summoned strange people from all over the world to rush to the imperial palace to help the monarch find out the root of the strange thing and the source of the evil obstacles.

Fahua Daoist calculated that the aura of Qingcheng Mountain was good in recent years, so he took his apprentice to Qingcheng Mountain in the territory of Dongliao all the way, that is, at this opportunity, he had to read the list text, unveil the emperor's list, and go to the palace to meet the king of Dongliao in person about two months later.

They are idle and wandering paths, but they have quite a deep cultivation, especially Fahua, who is already a half-immortal body, and after a few years, they may be able to fly to the red dust and feather to become immortals. Therefore, for their masters and apprentices, wandering among the great rivers and mountains is not the pain of having no fixed place and being displaced, but the joy of being free and free.

"Oh, this stubble. Fahua thought for a moment, and said casually, "If you don't mention being a teacher, you're about to forget." ”

Just when Qingyuan opened his mouth, and the "ah" had not yet sounded, he heard Fahua's cold words: "Master was interrupted by someone during his retreat, and he still needs a few days of conditioning before he can calm down." Go first, don't let the king wait. ”

"Shall I go first?" Qingyuan frowned, "That, Master, there is no disciple to protect the Fa for you, you?"

"It's only been a few days of conditioning for the teacher, and it's not a big problem. Fahua knew what he wanted to say, and bowed his head to signal him to be reassured, "Oh, that's right. The divine light flickered, and it seemed that he suddenly had other thoughts, and threw the gnawed kernel into the distance, clapped his hands, and looked sideways at Qingyuan, "Master can tell you that the woman under the mountain is a tiger, and you must avoid it if you meet it!"

"......" Qingyuan thought about responding, but that word finally choked in his throat and couldn't say anything.

"Here you go, eat the fruit. Fahua paid no more attention to him, and let the wild fruit come to him, and when he saw that he did not move, he continued to nibble on the wild fruit on his own.

Qingyuan was stunned, and finally shook his head helplessly, a little crying and laughing for a while.

Master, how come your jokes about me have always been set in one set! But if you talk about women and tigers...... He suddenly remembered the little girl in red who had played him on the way down the mountain, and as soon as his throat moved, he fell silent for a moment.

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It's nightfall.

Qingyuan raised his head and glanced at the covered doors and windows, and after making sure that no one would suddenly break in and disturb him, he carefully took out a round grinding disc from his sleeve. He placed the disc firmly on the table, took three sticks of incense and lit it, and sat down at the back of his body, putting on a respectful and reverent appearance.

After a while, there was a swirling halo in the smoke, and the halo gradually expanded, thicker and brighter, and finally gathered into a dazzling light source.

It was like a hundred and ten kinds of pearls, jade, jade, pearls, and fireflies overlapping and intermingling in one place, and for a while, the small room was illuminated by this light source as if it were day. Qingyuan subconsciously raised his sleeves to block his eyes, after so long, he still couldn't learn to use this magic weapon freely.

At this moment, a purple cloud suddenly rose from the extremely bright teleportation light source, and the kind old man with black hair and white eyebrows stood peacefully in the middle of the auspicious cloud with a dust whisk, but it was just a miniature image: "Good boy, why are you in such a hurry to call for a teacher?" Fahua Daoist yawned lazily.

Hearing the master's voice in the air, Qingyuan put down his sleeves and hurriedly got up and bowed to his master: "Isn't this a good news for you! He laughed, "Oh, yes. Master, how many days have passed, and when are you coming to look for me?"

Although there has never been a shortage of cultivators in ancient and modern times, and there is no shortage of capable people among those who practice the Tao and participate in meditation, most of the people who really have the Tao do not want to pay attention to it.

Because they are well versed in the method of "water must have a source and trees must have roots", they believe that everything must have a cause and effect, so they will not go out of the mountain unless they have to, and they are afraid of disrupting the cause and effect. The rest are probably just indiscriminate and pretending to be ghosts.

Therefore, it has been a while since the monarch's edict was issued, and the emperor's list has also been posted without hitting one place, but the only one who really unveiled the edict was Qingyuan, who followed the master to hunt demons everywhere and was in charge of injustices in the world.

Qingyuan's master, Fahua Dao, is free and uninhibited, so he ignores the cycle of cause and effect and follows the natural way. As long as he sees everything in his eyes and can help, he will not refuse. Qingyuan sometimes couldn't help but wonder, is this a chivalrous and righteous master, or is his cultivation still shallow? But Master often told him that there is no right or wrong, both horizontal and vertical are cultivation, but everyone's perception and desire are different. Perhaps!

This time he went to the palace of the Eastern Liao Emperor to meet the monarch, and the Fahua Dao people were originally going to come together, but in addition to being disturbed by the last retreat and having to breathe for a few days, he was just halfway to catch up with Qingyuan, and was stumped by a group of tanuki spirits!

The curling incense mist was a little sluggish with the night breeze pouring into the small window, and the Fahua Taoist combed his long eyebrows, not in a hurry at all: "Why, for the teacher to give you a chance to practice alone, but you are scared?" he quipped, waved his hand helplessly and said, "Wait and wait, there are a group of raccoon cats who admire the temperament of the teacher, and they have been pestering the teacher for days and days to preach to them, and I am afraid that I will not ......be able to get rid of the three days and two days."

"Oh. Qingyuan couldn't help but bow his head and muttered in a low voice, "I admire you, I'm afraid there are too many of them, it's true that you can't help it alone." ”

"Hey, you stinky boy!" Although the voice was not loud, he was still listened to by the Fahua Daoist, he blew his beard and widened his eyes, "I know that the platform that is dismantled as a teacher, I feel that you are not my apprentice of Shan Chuan?

What a clever and cunning old ghost! Qingyuan thought so, and said in his heart, I said that you can't hear anything else, how can you hear the slightest "derogatory" remark about your "glorious" image erected high?

At the deep path of the three-legged celadon small ding, there was suddenly a sound of chirping feet from far and near.

"Not good!" Qingyuan was excited, thinking that someone was going to come in. If others see this scene in front of them, it would be strange not to treat him and his master as ghosts and fox fairies.

"Hey......" Fahua Daoist wanted to say something, but he was quickly snapped by Qingyuan, and the disc was overturned with a "snap". The three pillars of incense that swirled around the mist also disappeared in response, the light was scattered, the image was gone, and the sound disappeared, and the square inch of space suddenly returned to its usual tranquility.

The crystal curtain that hit the door made a clear sound, and sure enough, the deacon's father-in-law walked in from time to time, leaned over Qingyuan slightly, and made a gesture from a distance, saying that the king was bathing at the moment, and asked the Taoist chief to go and wait for the car.

For this demonic and ruthless king of Eastern Liao, Qingyuan had heard of it early on, but he had never seen it. He nodded in response, thought of something again, and raised his hand out of courtesy to straighten the slightly messy neckline and sleeve corners on his robe. Shicai left the small room with the father-in-law and hurried to the bath to meet the driver.

In the vast sky, the fine pear blossom moon hidden behind the flowing floating clouds revealed half of its face, and the faint dark red color between blood and bright yellow was very strange. The breeze swept away, the clouds swayed, and the moon shadow swayed, like a sad ghost smile with a touch of resentment......