Dan Chenzi carried the empty bottle and slowly returned to the view, and the female crowns and Taoist priests along the way respectfully shouted Senior Brother Danchenzi, which made him regain a little confidence.

It is a slow place, waiting for the bruises and bruises on the face to subside, as a top S-class, the skin trauma can recover in an instant. It's not good to look back with this kind of face, it will destroy the image of "Senior Brother Danchenzi".

"One or two, all so desperate. Dan Chenzi muttered in a low voice while responding to the greetings of his fellow doors: "What era is it, living carefree and quality is the pursuit of modern people." ”

often hovering on the edge of life and death, what is there to be proud of, and it is not the era of martial arts.

As a disciple of Taoism, we must follow the will of the heart, cultivate one's self-cultivation, unite nature and man, and live a long life is the fundamental pursuit of cultivation.

He slowly returned to his yard and pushed open the door of the house on the right, where all kinds of miscellaneous goods were piled up, and in the corner was a large vat with a rubber band wrapped in a hard plastic sheet, and the mouth of the jar was tightly sealed.

Removing the outermost sandbag, untying the rubber band, and opening the plastic sheet, Dan Chenzi scooped a spoonful of red and bright wine with a spoon, first took a sip, then drank it dry, smacking his mouth, "It's delicious." ”

Since last year, he has tried to make his own wine, which is the most common kind of farmhouse rice wine, but at first because he was a novice, his skills were not up to par, and he did not succeed.

This is the third cylinder, and after summing up the experience of the first two failures, it has finally produced a successful work.

This is to deal with the old Taoist, who is a drunkard who does not drink wine or beer, only drinks white wine and rice wine, or what he often talks about, the signature craft of the demon Tao and forgetfulness of the dust: peach blossom brewing.

Dan Chenzi thought about it and thought that instead of racking his brains to get him wine, it was better to brew it himself and do it himself. The old Taoist priest admired his idea and felt that it was feasible.

This vat of wine has not yet been brewed, and it still needs a period of fermentation, but it can't stand the sweet taste of the early stage, Danchenzi will come to drink a little every day, drink a little, and drink a little more before you know it, half of it is gone.

Dan Chenzi remembered the agreement with the old Taoist priest, stood in front of the wine vat and hesitated for a long time, and his heart was horizontal: "Whatever, what is the life of a song about wine." ”

I filled an empty bottle with red sweet wine and went out happily.

Danchenzi spends most of his time wandering around, reading at the bottom of a shady tree in summer, and curling up in the bed to sleep lazily in winter.

In a spring season like this, it is most comfortable to sit on the rocks surrounded by wildflowers and bask in the sun and drink alcohol.

As a carefree, pure-hearted Taoist priest, he doesn't spend too much time practicing qi and visualizing.

Carrying a wine bottle and fluttering sleeves, he walked out of the Taoist temple in the warm spring mountain breeze and walked to the top of the mountain, intending to drink under the big pine tree and enjoy the scenery. Spend a quiet and peaceful afternoon.

The mountain wind brings the fragrance of wildflowers and the sobriety of the earth, as well as the faint fragrance of beauty.

Under the huge pine and cypress, on the rock, stood a female crown with high hair and a Taoist robe that could not hide the plumpness.

She has a white face, a healthy flush on her cheeks, delicate facial features, and a gentle temperament.

"Senior Sister Qing Huizi," Dan Chenzi strode over and sat down beside her, "I'm really sorry, I didn't bring a cup." ”

Qing Huizi shook his head and said softly: "You can't drink alcohol in the temple." ”

"Didn't I come out. Dan Chenzi's tone of nonchalant care. He didn't want to share the sweet wine with Qing Huizi, it was just polite.

Where a woman has wine matters.

No one spoke, Dan Chenzi drank his wine, blowing the refreshing wind, basking in the sun, and looking at the beautiful scenery.

Qing Huizi was silent, looking into the distance, his moist and black eyes contained deep worry.

"You seem to have something on your mind. Dan Chenzi said.

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Huizi nodded: "The real person in charge of the sect issued an order yesterday, all the Shangqing disciples who have traveled abroad will return to the mountain immediately, and if they do not return for more than a week, they will be regarded as turning their backs on the master and clearing their names." ”

Dan Chenzi was taken aback: "What else is this? ”

Qing Huizi lowered his eyes slightly and looked at him: "Senior Brother Danchenzi is reasonable to ignore the internal affairs?"

Dan Chenzi was suddenly a little embarrassed.

He is a top S-level, and it is said that he can hold great power in the hands of the Shangqing faction, and he is a proper heir to the Shangqing faction. But he has always been outside the power circle of the Shangqing faction, ignoring affairs, and wandering around all day long.

"Before the moon goes down, you are at ease. Idle clouds and wild cranes, regardless of the passing years. Dan Chenzi said leisurely.

Qing Huizi continued: "My brother didn't respond, the phone didn't get through, the chat software didn't reply, after he went down the mountain, he never contacted the master again, he didn't contact me, it was like the world had evaporated." ”

"Dan Yunzi has only traveled down the mountain for more than a month, and he is not a child, he misses home all day long, and it doesn't mean anything if he can't be contacted for the time being. Dan Chenzi comforted.

"But if he doesn't receive news from the master, he won't be able to come within a week" Qing Huizi bit his lip, revealing a pitiful delicate posture.

"Then it's vulgar. "Dan Chenzi is a pure-hearted and desireless, and it does not arouse the tenderness of men.

"However, why does the head of the sect recall the fellow disciples who have traveled abroad?" Dan Chenzi was puzzled.

Qing Huizi shook his head and guessed: "It's probably because the outside world has not been peaceful recently, and the person in charge wants to let the disciples go back to the master to avoid it." ”

The so-called not peaceful, naturally refers to the little bad thing in Baoze

Mountainside, simple earthen house.

A clearing was swept out in front of the earthen house, and an old bamboo chair was placed. The old Taoist priest was lying on the table and chair, basking in the warm afternoon sun, and the skin of his face reflected the sun, black and shiny.

Li Peiyun glanced at the old Taoist priest, went into the earthen house and took a turn, and on the left was the bedroom, a simple wooden bed and a thin quilt with sewing and patching. On the right is the kitchen, the earthen stove, and next to the stove is a large tank for water, and next to the water tank is a small tank for rice.

The old Taoist priest should rarely have meat, because although the earthen stove accumulates black ash, it does not look greasy.

This reminded Li Peiyun of the poor and backward countryside in the sixties and seventies.

The Shangqing faction is a big faction in the Taoist Buddhist Association, and it can receive generous government grants every year, and tourist attractions also have dividends, so there is no shortage of money.

There is no need to let an old man live such a poor life.

Li Peiyun left the earth house and thought for a while: "I can give tens of thousands more for the apprenticeship." ”

The old Taoist priest sneered: "What is the use of money and me?"

"You can buy alcohol. ”

"Sincerely"

Li Peiyun immediately said: "How can I cultivate the Yin God, and then refine it into the Sword of Intent, like Dan Chenzi." ”

"Dan Chenzi, that's an example. ”

"Case?"

The old Taoist priest looked at him: "Danchenzi has had split personality since he was a child, if you want to learn, you can try to split your personality first." ”

This Li Peiyun's face was dull, and he felt a strong sense of loss, cultivating to his realm, with a firm will, where could he suffer from schizophrenia.

Then he thought of a question, since he couldn't be like Danchenzi, then, what was the point of him learning from the old Taoist?

Hey, can I get my money back?

"But I can guide you in cultivating the Sword of Intent. The old Taoist priest said.

"Guide me!" Li Peiyun subconsciously raised his eyebrows, revealing a proud and withdrawn look.

The reason why he wanted to apprentice was because he wanted to learn Danchenzi's mutated and special sword of meaning. But if it's a normal version of the Sword of Will, Li Peiyun doesn't think he needs to be taught by others.

He can rely on himself to learn the three-talent swordsmanship, and step into the half-step extreme genius, the pride of the sky.

Pride is one of his greatest character traits.

"It's better to have a famous teacher to guide you than to learn by yourself. The old Taoist priest said: "The outside world calls you a demon descendant, but in fact, you have not been instructed accordingly, everything is by yourself groping, pondering by yourself." ”

"I have a lot of relationship with Wangchen, so I will point you out on his behalf. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have taught. ”

Li Peiyun said helplessly: "Senior, your spiritual power may not be as strong as mine, how to teach?"

After speaking, he saw the old Taoist priest laughing, and in the wild laughter, he raised his thin right hand, and pointed it like a sword, pressing it on his eyebrows.

This is the starting style of the Sword of Summoning Intent, and Li Peiyun is very familiar with it.

He remained silent and silently defended.

The old Taoist sword pointed at him for a moment, and after a short period of accumulation, he pointed at Li Peiyun from afar.

Thundered!

Li Peiyun heard the thunder, which reverberated with a boom, occupying the sea of knowledge, and the next moment, there were no thoughts left, and his consciousness fell into boundless darkness

In March, the night began to slow down, and after dinner, Qing Huizi did not go back to his yard, but walked on the path paved with bluestone slabs, intending to find the brother and sister's common master, Tonghai Zhenren.

In front of the Sanqing Palace, I met Hanger Langdang, Danchenzi who was wandering around.

Glancing at the rice that Danchenzi was carrying in his hand, Qing Huizi said softly: "Senior Brother Danchenzi." ”

Her gaze fell on the food box.

"I'm going to deliver food to the old-timers. Dan Chenzi said.

Qing Huizi nodded, and the two passed by.

She took advantage of the situation and entered the small courtyard of Tonghai Zhenren not far away.

chirping

The wooden door made a tooth-sour sound, and the small courtyard was quiet, Qing Huizi glanced left and right, the door was closed, and there was no light in the window.

Master is not there?

She was disappointed and about to leave, when she suddenly heard a "ho-ho" sound.

It's like someone is stuck in the thick phlegm in their throat, and it's painful and hard to breathe.

The voice came from Master's room, and Qing Huizi came to the door and shouted, "Master?"

No one answered, and the sound of "ho-ho" in the room became more intense.

Qing Huizi's heart sank, pushed open the unlocked door, and saw a disheveled Taoist with messy hair kneeling beside the bed, he clutched his throat in pain, and made a ho-ho sound.

The room was dim and disheveled, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she immediately recognized it as her master.

"Master, what's wrong with you" Qing Huizi was startled and quickly stepped forward to check.

At this time, Tonghai Zhenren raised his face, it was a face as hideous as a beast, his face was bulging with ugly veins, his skin was bright red as if he was dripping blood, his white teeth were dripping with saliva, his pupils turned scarlet, dark and murderous.