The third time (above) Zhao Qianzi folded his life and peeked into the sky, and Shi Nianyuan decided to go to Lieyang

Shi Nianyuan hugged the little fox and climbed the steps, the underground secret room of Wuhou Mansion was divided into two floors, and the two sides of the corridor were mostly lit by night pearls, and occasionally there were oily wood braziers set up for detection and ventilation. Just when Shi Nianyuan was about to walk out of the tunnel by pushing the bed board up with one hand, he was startled by Li Cripple's horse face that was very close.

"Li Shutu, people are scared to death. Shi Nianyuan asked as he walked out of the tunnel, "What are you looking for me?"

Li Cripple said with tears in his eyes: "Young Master, I can be regarded as catching you." It's not easy for me to be lame!"

Shi Nianyuan silently calculated the time in his heart, estimating that Li Cripple should have just walked back from the western suburbs at this time, and he was a little indebted in his heart, and was about to say that he was about to say that he was hard, when Mao Caishen approached from the hall next door, held on to the door frame and said: "Cripple Li, the gate and room under your hand have been sitting at the door for a long time." ”

"It's not impossible. The old Taoist priest of the Lieyang Temple wants to see the owner of the mansion, the lord is far away in the western frontier, isn't it just waiting for the young master to finish his work?"

"Old Taoist, Lieyang Guan?" Shi Nianyuan was a little surprised.

The current emperor of the Minglei Empire is a Taoist immortal, so Taoism in the Minglei Empire is prosperous, and Huang Lao's status is respected.

In the rivers and lakes market, I don't know when it began, groups of fake cow noses wearing yellow and purple robes were born, swaying in the streets and alleys all day long, talking about wanting to get married, but in fact, they changed their ways to cheat money.

Interestingly, all of them who do this business have vicious eyes and sharp teeth, and they are generally aimed at people who do not worry about food and clothing. As a result, some down-and-out scholars often took the initiative to find this group of people, spent a little money, and listened to this group of fake Taoist priests speak good words.

Shi Nianyuan has some understanding of the Lieyang Temple, and knows that it is located at the foot of the Lieyang Mountain in Shaxi County, Minglei Empire, and is a well-deserved bull-eared person of the Huanglao Sect of the Minglei Empire.

According to Shi Nianyuan, this world should belong to the martial arts style.

"Li Shutu, help me hug my dog. Concierge, lead the way. Shi Nianyuan handed the little fox to Li Cripple, but when Li Cripple stretched out his hand, the little fox grabbed Shi Nianyuan tightly, and his round eyes were full of grievances.

Shi Nianyuan shook his head, and walked with the little fox in his arms, and Li Shutu limped behind.

"Li Shutu, you really ignore ...... dog," Shi Nianyuan teased.

After all, the Lieyang Temple is the ancestral court of Taoism in the Ming Empire, and those charlatans who pretend to be Taoist priests really don't dare to use the Lieyang Temple as a cover on weekdays.

Therefore, after the visit of Zhao Qianzi, an old Taoist priest who claimed to be from the Lieyang Temple, was reported to Li Cripple's ears at the gatehouse level, Li Cripple solemnly personally led the old Taoist priest to the guest room to sit and rest, and prepared tea, cakes, and fruits to wait.

The old Taoist priest had already waited for three teas, and the maid walked forward again with the teapot from the tea table on the side of the house to pour tea.

Shi Nianyuan walked into the house at this time, took the teapot from the maidservant, walked to the old Taoist, carried the teapot and poured it, poured tea into the old Taoist's cup at three o'clock.

"Dao has been waiting for a long time, and it just so happens that the affairs in the house are busy, so I didn't go out in time to greet him, and I hope that the Dao chief will forgive me. Shi Nianyuan tapped the table with his right hand and fingers to ask for tea, and then sat opposite the old Taoist priest.

The little layman was serious. The old Taoist priest has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, always with a warm smile, his long black and white hair is tied with a square scarf, his snow-folded temples hang down from the side of his ears, and his azure robe is faded and old, but it is especially neat and clean, and the cuffs, neckline, and trim are meticulously arranged.

The old Taoist immortal wind bones, speech and demeanor naturally have a dusty bearing, at this time stood up, rolled up his sleeves and said: "Poor Dao Tianshan Burning Sun View Zhao Qianzi." ”

"Daoist Zhao. Shi Nianyuan got up and hugged his fists in return: "Shi Nianyuan, the junior Wuhou Mansion, Zhao Daochang is highly respected, so many courtesies, it is a shame for the juniors." ”

Shi Nianyuan looked at Zhao Qianzi's demeanor and bearing, not like those charlatans.

The two sat down again, and the well-behaved maid brought a green glazed teacup with tea and placed it on the table in front of Shi Nianyuan.

Shi Nianyuan picked up the teacup, waved away the maidservant, and said straight to the point: "The younger generation heard what the porter said, the Taoist chief wanted to visit his father Wuhou, but his father was far away in the camp in Western Xinjiang and was not in the mansion, so the Taoist chief was afraid that he would be disappointed and return." ”

"No, no, it's not that Poor Dao wants to meet Wuhou. This time, I actually wanted to have a good relationship with the little layman. ”

Shi Nianyuan endured the tea in his mouth very hard, so that he did not squirt out rudely.

The old Taoist priest looked at the strange eyes of the young man in front of him, and coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment. Although it has been hidden for decades, the old Taoist priest still knows that since the revival of Taoism in the country of thunder, it has come into being in the streets.

"Although the little layman is young, he has an extraordinary bearing and is a person with great luck. I don't know if the little layman has ever understood, what is the Tao?"

Shi Nianyuan didn't like or dislike metaphysics in his previous life, ignoring the first half of the sentence that was more like polite words, Shi Nianyuan replied casually: "Tao, nature also, nature is Tao." ”

The old Taoist's eyes lit up: "Good." The sun and the moon are self-evident without anyone burning, the stars are self-ordered without being listed, the birds and beasts are self-reproduced without man-made, the plants and trees are self-generated without being planted, the wind is automatic without fanning, and the water is self-flowing without pushing, all follow the Tao, which is the Tao. I don't know if the little layman believes?"

"Letter. "Shi Nianyuan didn't want to lose the face of the old Taoist priest.

"Great goodness. The Tao is the source of all things and the foundation of change. It is immortal, formless, imageless, beginningless, endless, all-encompassing, its big is outside, its small is not inside, it changes over time, and it remains unchanged for eternity. The old Taoist priest spoke leisurely.

Shi Nianyuan kept slandering in his heart, this kind of concept created an infinite at the beginning, and then whether it was yin or yang, snails or horses, he could stuff it into it, anyway, he was not satisfied, in short, the Tao was right, if you found that the Tao was wrong, it must be your problem and not the problem of the Dao.

Why is it so difficult to move an inch in superstring theory?

Anyway, Lao Tzu is a staunch materialist, and faith is faith, which is not deceiving, but this way is not the other way, Lao Tzu believes in materialist finiteness. The sun and moon are uncombustible and self-evident, stellar nuclear fusion, electromagnetic radiation, and planetary reflection of stellar light. Whether the stars are self-ordered without a column, whether explained by Newton's law of universal gravitation or Einstein's theory of relativity, it is more reliable than these ethereal and groundless arguments. Birds and beasts are self-generated without man-made, and plants and trees are self-generated without human species, which is the survival of the fittest by natural selection, Darwin's theory of natural evolution. The wind is automatic without fanning, and the water is self-flowing without pushing, which is the atmospheric flow and gravitational traction.

Shi Nianyuan was suddenly stunned when he thought of this, as for this kind of thing...... The observer's position determines the observable universe's range, parallel universes, inflationary parallel universes, multi-world interpretations, string theory, extra-dimensional parallel universes, forget it...... If you can't figure it out, don't think about it yet......

The old Taoist priest continued to take care of himself: "The Tao knows what you and I don't know, and the Tao knows what you and I don't know. For example, where you come from and where you will eventually go, everything is in the Tao. ”

Shi Nianyuan's eyes were misty and wandering, and the teacup in his hand trembled and almost fell.

Zhao Qianzi looked at Shi Nian's right hand at the end of the tea, and his index finger was bandaged because of the little fox bite, so he asked with concern: "Little layman, are you feeling unwell?"

"Daochang Zhao, where am I from?" Shi Nianyuan's eyes were confused, and he muttered to the question.

Zhao Qianzi was stunned, he didn't expect Shi Nianyuan to suddenly ask such a question. Thinking of the cross hexagram, and then passing by the river to confirm with a tortoise shell, the old Taoist priest made a decision in his heart and said sincerely: "Little layman, although Poor Dao doesn't know why you have this question, but since Poor Dao wants to make a good fate, I will try to answer seriously." ”

The old Taoist priest stood up, picked up the dust from the table next to him, and suddenly stood in the courtyard.

Shi Nianyuan's pupils shrank.

Lao Tzu has always thought that this world is at most a martial arts style, but looking at the frame of this old cow's nose, is it actually a fantasy fairy style?

It's even more unscientific, okay?

Zhao Qianzi stood independently in a golden rooster posture, standing on the tip of his right foot on the rockery in the courtyard, with a wave of his wide sleeves, eight tortoise shells flew out again, the old Taoist priest's hair and robes were all windless and automatic, and the water in the pond under the rockery rippled, and the eight tortoise shells continued to accelerate between the ups and downs, paddling a strange trajectory, and the speed became faster and faster, until it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Divination is a peep into the sky, the more far-reaching cause and effect in the world, the more you want to spy in detail, the more difficult it is to divination, and the more it requires the diviner to pay a huge price.

From the perspective of hexagrams, the degree of detail generally stops at "Li Xiang", "Fu Ji", "Zhen Ji", "Miserly", etc., so on the Tianshan Mountain, in order to get the cross hexagram, the seven elders of Lieyang Temple, including Zhao Qianzi, have paid a lot of their own luck.

The divination beside the Youxi River has exhausted the residual luck on the blessing of the four nine Jiao in the tortoise shell, and Zhao Qianzi originally thought that Shi Nianyuan's quirky question was nothing more than pointing to his biological father and mother, which was a fact and a foregone conclusion. Zhao Qianzi perceived with his heavenly heart, Shi Nianyuan's bone age was only fourteen, and with the cultivation of the old Taoist transcendent realm, divination spied on the ordinary past fourteen years ago, and on the premise of knowing that Shi Nianyuan was the only son of Wuhou Shi Qinlian, this divination would hardly let the luck be lost.

In Zhao Qianzi's imagination, the hexagram must point to Shi Qinlian and his wife, and this divination is more just for "the southwest to make a good relationship", otherwise, Zhao Qianzi, who is already as lucky as Kuze, will definitely not do anything to peep at the sky.

Zhao Qianzi is good at Qimen Dunjia Technique, which is recognized as the highest level of secret art of Huang Lao Taoism, and is the first of the three secret styles of Qimen, Liuren and Taiyi. There are three odd, there are eight doors, Zhao Qianzi's eight tortoise shells correspond to the eight doors of opening, resting, life, death, shock, injury, Du, and Jing, among which opening, resting, and living are the three auspicious gates, and death, shock, and injury are the three murder gates, and the Du door and Jingmen are in the peace.

Between the ups and downs of the tortoise shell, the vermilion trajectory outlines a Qimen array, such as a cinnabar ink Xuan hanging in the void, condensed and swinging, Zhao Qianzi hugged Yuan Shouyi, the dust in his hand fluttered and rolled up, and the eight tortoise shells emitted fluorescence from the extreme speed of the gradual slowdown, and it was about to fall calmly into the palace, the hexagram position will be determined, and the hexagram phase will be revealed.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.