Chapter 192: Tokyo's Last Dream 14

Wang Xiu didn't know about the intrigue of Yanfu Palace about his stay, and he was not interested in knowing, but he received an uninvited guest, a Taoist from Longde Taiyi Palace, and Zhang Xubai, a waiter in Chonghe Palace, was also a Jinmen Yuke. 『』

Zhang Xubai didn't have any politeness, let alone pretentiousness, his attitude was very modest, and he really talked to Wang Xiu.

"Dao Chief, is there really a fairy" Wang Xiu took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

This question is too level, if you ask people if there are any immortals in front of the Taoist Gate, you will be beaten if you put it in the Taoist temple. Don't think that the Taoist sect is pure and won't beat people, I didn't see the tragic situation of the monks in the Buddhist sect being bullied by the Taoist priests

Zhang Xubai didn't mind Wang Xiu's light picking, he smiled faintly, gently stroked his long beard, and said playfully: "Zhige is the reincarnation of Taichu Zhenjun, even if he doesn't care about Shenxiao Mansion, but saying this will anger Daojun." ”

"My immortals are different from the Taoist, just like the Taoist eats wine, and I taste tea, each with its own meaning." Wang Xiu grinned his teeth and smiled, Nine Heavens and Thirty-three Days are two systems, and even two important branches of Taoism, and the contradiction is not small

"If you are true, it is true, if it is not true, it is false, the way of heaven is ethereal, mortals are only dozens of cold and summer, who can understand the reality that is not as good as the things in the cup." Zhang Xubai said, raised his head and drank a full glass, and his tone exuded infinite emotion.

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes and said: "The Taoist chief told the truth, the immortal means to resist the sword for thousands of miles, and cut the head of the murderer, what a pleasure, Li Taibai holds the sword in his right hand and the lamp in his left hand, and fishes the bright moon at the bottom of the lake." ”

"Hehe, Zhenjun is really a wonderful person" Zhang Xubai laughed loudly, and said playfully: "Immortals seek to be at ease, how can they be compared to those who cultivate truth, and the sword immortal is a small way, how can it be compared with Xuanmen Zhenxiu." ”

Wang Xiu laughed, it was a bit of nonsense to get the sword immortal, he poured a big cup for Zhang Xubai, and said: "That Dao Chang and Mr. Yuan Miao, are they immortals or mortals."

"If you say it's an immortal, it's an immortal, and if you say it's a mortal, it's just idealism." Zhang Xubai stared at Wang Xiu playfully, he refuted Wang Xiu's doctrine, and it was so appropriate and good that it was impossible to refute.

Wang Xiu rolled his eyes, noncommittal, he couldn't say no, it wasn't to deny his academics, he slapped himself in the face before he groaned a little: "It's pointless to argue about immortals, since it's ethereal, then follow the way of heaven and establish a fairyland on earth." ”

"There is some truth, but how difficult it is to restore the fairyland on earth, and it is not easy to restore the rule of the three generations of antiquity. is still the same as the poor road, a big scoop of white every day, and I look at Luofu for half my life. Zhang Xubai squinted and shook his head, and there was a narrow smile on his cheeks, but his eyes were shining, as if he had seen through the world.

Wang Xiu had a toothache for a while, and if everyone wanted to be idle for half their lives, then don't play anything, everyone hurriedly washed their necks, and waited for the northern alien steel knife to fall, he pouted and said: "Dao Chief, there are some things that someone must do." ”

"It's almost impossible to do."

"As long as you are willing to do it, if you can't do it in one generation, you will have two generations, and if you can't do it in two generations, you will have three generations, and your life will be only a hundred years, but the race will continue to multiply, and one day you will do it."

Zhang Xubai looked at Wang Xiu's eyes seriously, regained his idle demeanor, and said lightly: "Although there are people who say that they are dead, the true monarch is really a stranger. ”

Wang Xiu couldn't help but roll his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh: "Dao Chief, I really am not the Taichu True Monarch in Xia, maybe the Dao Chief has recognized the wrong person." ”

Zhang Xubai shook his head, suddenly laughed loudly, and said, "I can see other people's fortunes, but I can't see through your future, it's ridiculous." ”

Wang Xiugang took a sip of tea, and when he heard Zhang Xubai's words, he suddenly touched his heart, coughed and almost spit out the tea, he put down the celadon cup, and smiled a little weakly: "I haven't seen it yet, I'm so mysterious, even the gods can't count their future." ”

"The future is limitless, as for which step, it depends on the difference of one thought"

Wang Xiu gritted his teeth, with a painful expression, he was really a great god stick, no wonder he had such a great reputation in history, and was sought after by the Jurchens who broke into Tokyo.

You can also get the worship of the Emperor of the Jin State, it is simply the treatment of the national teacher, after the feather ascension, many people do not believe that he died, and he was also searched everywhere by the Jin army who attacked Zhao Gou in the south, Daomen was almost not impacted in the killing of the Jin army in the south, but was courteous by the Jin army, all of them were Zhang Xubai's fame, he should be a capable guy, at least people will be born and easy to count.

However, Zhang Xubai suddenly visited today, in addition to starting to exchange some Taoist theories, how he looked at Zhang Xubai's words, they were like those fortune tellers said that they were calling, you can understand it, people guide you to make up for it.

It made him confused again, and Zhang Xubai became unpredictable.

"The Taoist chief said that I can be a supreme minister"

"Yes."

"Why did the chief say that he couldn't see my future, isn't it the end of his life to be a very human minister?" Wang Xiu used his debating skills.

"For a lot of people." Zhang Xubai said lightly, he didn't follow Wang Xiu's train of thought at all.

Wang Xiu took a breath, his eyes were suddenly vigilant, what did Zhang Xubai mean that the extremely human minister is not the end of his life for him, in other words, it is above the human minister, isn't that the Son of Heaven At this moment, he was scared into a cold sweat.

Fear, not because you don't dare, but because you don't have the strength to be afraid.

He glanced at Zhang Xubai, and found that this guy was fine, drinking a full glass of wine and pouring it himself, as if he didn't say such a crime, he thought about it and said cautiously: "What the Taoist chief said is that it is enough to be able to enter the two mansions in this life."

Zhang Xubai's eyelids didn't move, he drank three glasses in a row, and got rid of a drunkard, then he let out a long breath, twisted his beard and said: "Happy, happy, why don't people be satisfied, there is nothing to force in life, but sometimes there is an idiot in life, it is better to be drunk and lie on the high couch, and see the flowers in the fog." ”

The vigilance in Wang Xiu's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he believed that as a person with nearly a thousand years of thinking, he knew his huge advantages, and this was not a lie or a fool. If he wants to be above the people, although he bears a lot of risks, he has a great chance of success, not ordinarily big.

This idea is just an idea, he didn't make a final decision, this era is not the best year above the people, the risk and the gain don't seem to be proportional to Zhang Xubai's implicit let him have a strong shock, and he was afraid for the first time in this era, some people seemed to see through him, or for the Taoist who was called the immortal, he even raised a killing machine. "Heaven is not benevolent, and I hope that Zhenjun can be sympathetic to the people in the world" Zhang Xubai said while pouring wine, his eyes were full of the vicissitudes of nothingness