"The Shangqing Daoist Sect once had a friendship with me, and several teachers will definitely not embarrass you for the sake of my affection. Besides, the Shangqing Dao Sect has always adhered to the ...... of teaching without class," he said, Zhao Qi glanced at Fang Xiaotang.

Since Fang Xiaotang's cultivation has become more and more bright, her qualifications have also improved greatly in the marrow washing, and she is naturally smarter than ordinary girls.

At this moment, she also understood what her father-in-law meant, and said slowly: "Since the Shangqing Dao Sect doesn't mind a demon like me, why not go?" ”

"Xiaotang ......" Zhao Qi felt guilty and wanted to say something comforting.

Fang Xiaotang shook his head and said unconcernedly: "Daddy, I'm fine, I've long been used to letting them scold, but I don't want to care about other people's evaluations anymore." ”

"Yes, there is no excuse for the sin you want to add!" Wu Anhou stroked his palms with relief and smiled, "You have to remember that no matter when, there is a father behind you, and your father always believes that you are the best child, not a demon." ”

When the two of them set out on the road in the early morning, they had already packed their luggage, horses and other things, sometimes on horseback, sometimes across the water, and finally came to a newly built temple at noon on the second day.

Fang Xiaotang saw the three big characters "Lanruo Temple" written on the banner at the temple gate, and they tied their horses to a big locust tree outside the temple and entered the temple, intending to beg for some food to satisfy their hunger.

The popularity of Lanruo Temple is insufficient, and the monks only have five or six people, seeing that two of them serve the frost, their faces become more and more cold, and they take two servings of vegetarian dishes and a small bucket of white rice for them to eat.

Zhao Qi and Fang Xiaotang took food and ate on a stone bench under a green cypress.

Zhao glanced at it, and under the green cypress, where the weeds were overgrown, an obelisk was exposed, and the words "Shangqing Dao Palace" were written on it.

Zhao Qi's expression was shocked, and he brushed away the cover of the weeds, and above it was a poem mentioned by Jian Fei Daoist Uncle, Shiyun: Demons are rampant, and sages do not come out? Heaven and earth can't endure, and all souls weep.

Zhao Qi read this poem, recalling the old things on the land of Qilu twenty years ago, touching the stele for a long time without saying a word, and when he thought that he would reunite with Jian Feidao, he was happy.

Fang Xiaotang rolled his dark eyes, couldn't understand it, and asked, "Daddy, what is this talking about?" ”

Zhao Qi said: "This is what your sword non-Taoist uncle mentioned, he felt that the troubled times and disasters have been going on for many years, and the people are struggling to make a living, and he longs for a saint to appear in the world, clean up the universe, and reorganize the mountains and rivers." ”

So he told the content and background of the whole poem, and said: "The cultivation of the sword is not a Taoist master, but the feelings of helping the world and saving the people are even more admirable." Your mother is Uncle Jianfei's favorite disciple. For your mother's sake, Uncle Jian Fei Dao will definitely teach you. You have worked hard and learned the road of enlightenment, and you will become a great tool in the future. ”

Fang Xiaotang couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Daddy, I don't understand one thing. ”

Zhao Qi was stunned and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Xiaotang said: "How did my mother die? ”

Zhao Qi's face suddenly turned gray, remembering the events in Qinchuan Jiuyuan City, his shoulders shook, and he was silent.

Fang Xiaotang asked, "Who killed her?" "According to Zhao Qi, my mother is a second-generation disciple of the Qing Dao Sect on the dignified Kunwu Mountain, and her cultivation is definitely not weak, how can she starve to death?

Zhao Qi still didn't answer, he was not good at words, and under the weakness of his heart, he couldn't find half a word to explain, so he had a hard time.

Fang Xiaotang saw that his face was different, and he refused to respond positively to the cause of his mother's death, besides, although his father-in-law regarded her as his own, Princess Jiang was always alienated and disgusted with her, and even jealous, although she was young, she also knew that there might be a hidden trick in it, and she couldn't help but be angry at the moment: "My mother was killed by you, right?" ”

Wu Anhou's face changed, his thunder was furious, he smashed the obelisk with one palm, and roared: "What are you talking nonsense? "How strong is his cultivation, at this moment, with a blow of hatred, the entire stone tablet suddenly turned into powder.

Fang Xiaotang saw that he was angry, and hurriedly lowered his head and said: "My daughter understands that she has lost her words, don't talk like this again, don't be angry, daddy." ”

Zhao Qiyuan liked her very much, seeing that she knew that she could change her mistakes, and her anger dissipated without a trace, he was about to appease her, but suddenly an angry word came from his ear, "You ......."

When Zhao Qi turned around, he saw three well-dressed middle-aged men emerging from under the pine and cypress, their eyes were focused on the broken stone tablet, their faces were full of grief and resentment, and the scene of him shooting the broken stone tablet must have made the three of them look at it.

The three middle-aged men looked at each other for a moment, did not speak, and left the temple. Zhao Qi looked at the three young people's elegant steps, if the wind returned to the snow, thinking that they were cultivators, he couldn't help but think that Lanruo Temple was only more than 30 miles away from the Shangqing Taoist Sect, and the three eighty percent were from the Shangqing Taoist Sect.

Seeing that their bone age is around fifty or sixty, they may still be the younger generations of the nine sons of the Shangqing Dynasty.

Wu'an Hou fought from worshipping into the Daewoo Dynasty as a general, fighting in the south and the north, and had no time to contact Shi Mingze and other contacts, so that few of the eight thousand disciples under the Shangqing Dao Sect knew, only that the Shangqing Dao Sect was becoming more and more prosperous, Shi Mingze, Jian Fei Dao, Li Tianyi, etc. have passed on thousands of Taoism, and the name has moved the eastern land, and some of the last Taoist temples respect Shangqing as the leader of the Daomen!

In addition, the Qing Dao Sect is good at doing chivalrous deeds, helping the world, punishing evil and promoting good, even if the mountain and village husbands, the ordinary people know the reputation of the Qing Dao Sect. Zhao Qi was planning to visit Uncle Jian Fei Dao, so it was better to go up the mountain with the three fellow Daoists.

So the soles of his feet were windy, and he grabbed Fang Xiaotang, crossed the temple gate, and saw three middle-aged people running rapidly, already ten zhang away, but looking back to observe them from time to time.

Zhao Qi shouted: "The three Dao brothers will wait, and Zhao has something to inquire about." His voice was like a loud bell, not inferior to the roar of a lion, and it spread throughout the four fields, and the three of them not only did not stop, but ran faster, and went to get faster.

Fang Xiaotang wondered: "Daddy, are they afraid that they are deaf?" Zhao Qi tapped his toes, and if the breeze passed through the gap, in the blink of an eye, he spanned more than ten zhang, blocking in front of them, and bowed his hand and said, "The three Daoist brothers are invited." ”

The three young men saw that he had done a great job, their faces were uneasy, and they caught a glimpse of him giving up, thinking that he was about to cast a hidden weapon, so they hurriedly flashed back and forth to the sides, and shouted: "What do you want to do? ”

Zhao Qi didn't know why, and replied: "You are Dao brothers from the Qing Dao Sect on Kunwu Mountain? ”

A slightly wealthy young man said with a calm face: "So what? Although the three of them were afraid of his strength, they would not fall into the prestige of the Shangqing Dao Sect, and they did not dare to admit their master's inheritance.

Wu Anhou was overjoyed and said: "I am familiar with your sect's sword and non-Taoist real people, and I am planning to go to each other, and I will bother a few Dao brothers to introduce one or two on my behalf." ”