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Stopping the cloud boat at the welcome platform, everyone went straight to the Chaoyang Palace, but along the way, it was sparsely populated, and I don't know why.

At the right time, Taijing said: "When you get to the Chaoyang Palace, you will be clear." ”

When everyone walked for a short time, they saw the Chaoyang Palace, the empty and wide square in front of the hall was crowded with people at the moment, but it was silent, and only one person scolded in a rough voice: "Boy, you practice every day, what can you cultivate, it is better to eat, drink, so uncomfortable?" Then the time for enlightenment will come, and you will be able to realize the way. ”

I saw a voice in the crowd as thin as a mosquito fly, "When will the time of enlightenment come?" ”

"Uncle Duan." Zheng Wan heard Qin Su and said in a low voice.

"Who is he?" Someone asked.

Taijing's voice was cold with a hint of admiration, "Duan Xianmu, a disciple of the previous generation of the sect master of the Chaoyun Sect, Yun Zhen Daoren, this person was a miracle in the first half of his life, he only sought the Tao for two hundred years before he got married, but unfortunately his cultivation stopped after that, and after eight hundred years, he only reached the great consummation of the baby. Until a hundred years ago, he was cultivating in the Chaoyun Sect, and then he traveled out of the Sect. When he returned a few days ago, he gave teachings to all the disciples, and this has been going on for more than three days. ”

The life span of the infant monk can reach 1,000 years, and it seems that if he can't break through, the day of his death is not far away. But seeing that Tai Jing stared at Duan Xianmu's gaze was a little hot, they may know each other, or maybe it may be related to the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect, Chaoyun Sect has few manpower, and it is also possible to summon the disciples who originally left the sect to help, Zheng Guan guessed.

Listening to Taijing talk about his teachings to others, my heart was full of admiration, no wonder I didn't see many disciples along the way.

The man who was surrounded in the crowd, with his hair scattered, half-leaning on the ground, holding a gourd and drinking, was Duan Xianmu. For monks, appearance can no longer represent age, although Duan Xianmu is nearly a thousand years old, but he looks like a man of no more than a standing age, his clothes are sloppy, and there are many damages, but his aura is magnificent, his demeanor is bold, and his body exudes a kind of affinity. He gulped down his wine, then cursed loudly, "Didn't you say you should come when you should come?" ”

Although he spoke foully, his tone was not good, but it was irritating, and he felt that this was his true nature.

The disciple who asked the question sat down with a red face, and another disciple got up again and asked, "Uncle Duan, what exactly is the Dao?" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Guan listened attentively, only to see that the immortal Mu raised his head and poured a few sips of wine, as if he was thinking deeply, and he didn't reply for a long time, in the silence, he suddenly jumped up, pointed to the direction where their group was with the wine bottle, and then easily swept in front of everyone from the gap in the crowd. He patted Qin Su on the shoulder, and there was clearly visible praise and care for his juniors in his smile, "Boy, it's good." ”

Qin Su made a big bow respectfully, and his tone was a little humble, "Uncle Duan, how are you doing?" ”

"What's so good or bad that it's not like that?" As he spoke, he threw the wine bottle to Qin Su, "How about tasting my wine?" ”

Qin Su took a small sip of the gourd mouth, his brows furrowed and relaxed, "Lie!" ”

"But I can't get drunk." That section of the immortal Mu lightly picked up, and there was a sense of depression.

The monk's physique is different from that of mortals, and after cultivating to reach the seventh level of qi refining, I am afraid that this drunkenness is an extravagant hope.

Life in the world, I want to be sober, and this uncle actually wants to get drunk, when I don't know what the difficulty is, I want to be there, Zheng Wan couldn't help but sigh, there is really no one in this world who is not worried.

Zheng Wan didn't know it, but this sigh fell into Duan Xianmu's eyes, and when she woke up, she saw him handing over the gourd, with a kind face, "Do you want to taste it?" ”

In her impression, she always thinks that wine is a good thing, and it is said that getting drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, but she really hasn't touched it, too often, she needs absolute sobriety, not only the body, but also the consciousness.

At this moment, looking at the eyes as dead as an ancient well, she suddenly felt that even if she gave the person in front of her, he would never be drunk, and when she thought of this, she actually gave birth to a touch of sympathy, and unconsciously took the gourd.

He was sloppy, but his hands were very white and clean, his nails were shiny, there was no trace of dust and sand in the cracks, the gourd was just an ordinary gourd, but it was maintained by him with spiritual power, although I don't know how many years have passed, but it still does not die, holding it, as if holding the life of its owner.

Zheng Guan raised her head and poured a large sip of wine, the gourd mouth was relatively large, and she couldn't grasp it well, and even a trace of wine overflowed from the edge along the corner of her mouth. The wine entered the stomach, extremely spicy, with a piece of prairie fire, for a long time, and then a dizziness rushed to the top of her head, she knew that it only took a moment, the spiritual power in the body, the wine would dissipate.

But at that moment, she had a kind of realization, why hadn't she touched alcohol all these years, because she knew that this feeling would make her greedy and indulge in a lifetime, if so, is it better not to have never met it?

"How?"

Zheng Guan breathed a sigh of relief, "To be honest, it's hard to drink, but I like it." ”

Intuition This immortal mu is a true temperament, so she dares to say what she really thinks in her heart.

Duan Xianmu nodded approvingly, "You are the apprentice that my senior brother wants to accept, but how did you make yourself like this?" ”

The senior brother he said was naturally a false Taoist, and the second half of the sentence was probably about the condition of her dantian. Zheng Wan noticed that when he said the second half of the time, his brows were furrowed, and there was regret on his face, but his eyes were still dead and silent, so she thought that the details in this were probably not what he wanted to know, he was just a symbolic question that he should have as a kind elder.

As a result, Zheng Guan wanted to say a few polite words, but at this time, the door of the Chaoyang Palace was wide open, and the disciples on the square got up one by one, silently retreated to both sides, and there was a gap in the road, leading straight to the Chaoyang Hall from where Zheng Wan and the others were.

For a while, Chaoyun's disciples saluted one after another.

Compared to the high-level monks of the Yan Demon Sect who fought against the high-ranking monks of the Yan Demon Sect with real swords and real guns, Zheng Guan and them dealt with those people of the Yan Demon Sect in the Qi refining period, which can really be described as pediatrics. However, even so, it is inevitable to be praised, especially in front of Chaoyun's disciples, most of the time, rewards are the driving force to move forward.

Exemplary role can sometimes lead to succession.

As the head of a sect, Xudaozi naturally understood very well, if the people of the Chaoyun Sect were summoned to express their appreciation for those who completed the task, Weitu was too pretentious, and now was the best time, so he came out at the right time.

Looking at the many Chaoyun disciples in the square, Xudaozi's face was still calm, but he couldn't stop sighing in his heart: There is no one in Chaoyun Sect!

Zheng Wan followed everyone to the front of the jade steps, stood still, and Qin Su stepped forward to report, roughly saying something like being fortunate and not dishonoring his life, and having completed the task.

Xudaozi's approving gaze swept over everyone, first lifted the spirit ban for everyone, and then praised a few words, and explained the rewards of the task in public: one bottle of Jiangxue Pill, Yunling Pill, and Qingxin Pill, fifty medium-grade spirit stones, ten one-time talismans for blessing wind, fire, water, and thunder attribute spells, and one magic weapon of your choice in the treasure house.

In the envious eyes of Chaoyun's disciples, the group bowed down again and thanked them, except for Zheng Guan.

Immediately, Xu Daozi locked his eyes on Zheng Guan. She raised her head slowly, although she felt extremely heavy, but she wanted to see what the figure that pressed on her heart like heaven and earth looked like, and taught her not to raise her eyes after the first glance.

It seemed that after a long time, he climbed up the jade steps from his eyes, passed through the corners of his gray clothes, and climbed from the bottom to the white whiskers hanging leisurely in front of him in the wind, but stopped abruptly.

It's not that she didn't dare to look at it, although the figure in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, it was no longer as desperate and fearful as before, but she felt that it was completely meaningless to look at it because of the competition, so she lowered her eyes, bowed down, and said: "The disciple has no shame to be honored." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )