"Master Yang, are you okay?" Chen Wangting helped Yang Fan and hurried towards the inn. Yang Fan's face turned pale, as if he had just consumed a lot of energy. He closed his eyes and remembered the frenzy with which he looked at the dice as they were peeled away and swept through layer by layer, and then turned into a small whirlwind that wrenched the dice into crumbs.

Yang Fan is only now gradually understanding that the weird dice just now was smashed by his own handiwork. "Today's events, you just don't see it, don't say it." Yang Fan knew that Chen Wangting must have seen it, such a strange thing happened in the gambling house, which would definitely arouse people's vigilance, and such a method was undoubtedly against the sky, so it was necessary to let people know that Yang Fan did it.

"Well, Master Yang. Let's go back. Chen Wangting helped Yang Fan into a carriage and hurried to the inn.

Yang Fan held his head and muttered in the carriage, "What the hell is this?" His head was now groggy, and even though the carriage was a little jolted, he fell asleep.

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The gambling house gradually fell silent. The old man of the eagle stood in front of the gambling bowl, picked up his withered hand and looked at it carefully, then slowly put it down, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Have you seen anyone make a move?" ”

"Lord Eagle, who made a move, we watched the nine bowls opened, and then, and then the dice collapsed. It must be a gamble and a move in the dice. ”

"Yes, it must be a bet nine!" Someone on the other side chimed in.

"I didn't ask you! Bone wolf, bet nine, you two said, have you ever seen anyone do it? ”

The bone wolf frowned and said, "No." ”

On the other hand, he was already panicked and shook his head. He knew that this day was over, and stammered, "Lord Ying, I'...... I really didn't ...... ", he did something with this dice." But he just made a small hole in one side and poured mercury into it, and even if he tried harder, it would crack at best. How can it be shaken into sawdust.

The old man of the Sky Eagle put down the bowl, clenched his fists around, and said, "Everyone, whether there is a certain master present today, or whether it is a gamble. I, Aquila, apologize with a fist here. Today's village, we all lose. Wait! ”

"Good! Eagle Lord is heroic! When these gamblers heard that they were all compensated, they suddenly burst into joy, and they greeted each other with compliments and smiles. Sky Eagle lowered his voice and said, "Let me in!" ”

Bone Wolf, Gamble Nine and Brute Tiger followed the old man to the house.

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Longhu Mountain*******

Longhu Mountain is the "ancestral garden" of Taoism is a heavenly master, Zhang Daoling in Longhu Mountain after the cultivation of alchemy, from the end of the Han Dynasty the fourth generation of heavenly master Zhang Shengshi, the past generations of heavenly masters live here. Shoulong Tiger Mountain to find immortals, sit in the Qing Palace to perform and teach, live in the Heavenly Master's Mansion self-cultivation, worship and canonization of the feudal dynasties of the past dynasties, the official to the first grade, the most popular minister, the formation of the Chinese cultural history of the hereditary "South Zhang North Confucius" two families. The Shangqing Palace and the Han Dynasty Heavenly Master's Mansion have been given silver countless times by the previous dynasties, and have been expanded and repaired countless times, and the construction area, scale, layout, quantity, and specifications of the palace have created the most in the history of Taoist architecture. In its heyday, Longhu Mountain was a veritable "Taoist capital". It is the world kingdom of Taoist priests.

However, in the Ming Dynasty, although the title of the Heavenly Master was canceled, he was still called the Great True Man. Supported by the Ming Court. Zhu Qi took the little prince and stood in front of the Shangqing Palace. Zhu Qi stood with his hands in his hands, in the dark night, the white robe, only faintly could be seen, it turned out that there was still a person standing here.

The door of the Shangqing Palace was not opened. The Celestial Master's Mansion on the top of the mountain can vaguely see the dim lights.

"Grandpa Huang, I'm hungry." The little prince is really hungry. It's been a whole day without eating. He was so hungry that he was cooing at noon, still in the mountains, and he didn't dare to speak, but now he was really hungry and panicked, so he dared to beg Zhu Qiyang in a small voice like a mosquito.

"Soon, soon there will be something to eat." Zhu Qi glanced down at this nephew, being able to hold back a day without saying a single hungry word is already rare for a seven-year-old child.

If we talk about Quanzhenjiao, it is the Taoism of the world. Then Zhengyi is more like the Zhang family's own Taoism. Lasting for more than 1,000 years, it can be continued, and it can indeed be used as a great family called the world by "South Zhang and North Kong". From the Heavenly Master's Mansion on the mountain, two fire dragons began to stretch down, rushing towards the front of the Shangqing Palace.

Zhu Qi's clothes are fluttering, in the bleak autumn wind, like a fairy.

Indeed, Zhu Qi inexplicably has an extra sword on his back. Before the long dragon finally arrived at the Shangqing Palace, they lined up on both sides. Zhu Qi glanced at Zhang Zhengyang who came out of the sedan chair. This generation of real people looks too old to walk. The bright yellow and red-edged robe on the body, the left dragon and the right tiger, in the whole world, may only be this robe, dare to use such a color, dare to embroider such a thing.

"Lord Zongling." The old Taoist priest bowed slightly.

"Zhengyang Zhenren, don't come unharmed." Zhu Qi took off the sword behind him and handed it over with one hand. Zhengyang Zhenren took the sword and said with a hearty smile: "Which dynasty's Shangfang sword is this?" ”

"The predecessor of this sword was the Han Dynasty sword that cut horses and Shang Fang. This sect ordered craftsmen to forge and temper before forging this sword. If you want to ask which dynasty, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Han Dynasty. ”

"Hehe, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, holding the Han Dynasty's Shang Fang Horse Sword, what is the so-called matter when he comes to Longhu Mountain?" Zhang Zhengyang put the sword into the scabbard and handed it back to Zhu Qi.

"Apprenticeship." Zhu Qi said lightly.

Zhang Zhengyang was naturally not stupid enough to think that Zhu Qi was going to worship Longhu Mountain, so he asked, "......Who is this?"

"Prince."

Sounds ridiculous. Once the crown prince, he actually wanted to worship a Taoist real person as a teacher. Zhu Youzhen kept saying that it was expressly forbidden to let Yang Fan not get involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but it was ridiculous that even his own son had to worship a Taoist priest as a teacher.

This kind of thing is also a supreme glory for a sect. If the crown prince ascends the throne, then the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain is a well-deserved emperor!

"What if Lao Dao wants to refuse Lord Zongling's kindness?"

The corners of Zhu Qi's mouth lifted and he smiled: "That's really a pity." The meaning of this sect is that Longhu Mountain can still last for thousands of years. But if you still want to be surrounded by dragons and tigers, then you can only use troops. After all, no matter what, this Longhu Mountain is the Longhu Mountain of the Ming Dynasty, and then it is the Longhu Mountain of the Zhang family. ”

"This is natural." Zhang Zhengyang's face was full of sadness, "But ......"

"Zhengyang Zhenren, the two hundred hanging coffins on the mountain, don't forget, how did you come here in the first place."

Zhang Zhengyang's face changed, and he exclaimed: "You...... You ......"

The fire in front of the Shangqing Palace was soaring, and Zhu Qi's smile was even more weird. (To be continued.) )