Daomen has no quest since ancient times, advocating the nature of heaven and earth, my heart is the heart of heaven and earth, but there is a vein of deviation in three hundred years, and the mountain gate is re-established on the rivers and lakes.

But in the past few hundred years, there have never been more than a hundred disciples on the mountain gate, and there are dozens of disciples in the contemporary era, which is already a rare prosperity, and it can be called a lonely and miserable person, and the sect has reached this appearance, and there is nowhere to cry.

But even so, it is still a place that no one dares to mess with in the rivers and lakes.

The Taoist priests inside are different from the good-tempered Taoist priests of the Daomen Ancestral Court, one can fight more than the other, and when cutting people, a sword hurts more than the other, and the attack is ruthless.

In the classics of Daomen Pai Tianzi No. 1, there is a saying that it will be given to it, that it will be weak, that it will be weak, that it will be that it will be abolished, that it will be that it will be strong, that it will want to take it, and that it will be given that it is a subtle statement, which is about the cycle of heaven and earth, and the truth that prosperity must decline.

However, the patriarch of this faction suddenly realized that he would use the micro-Ming to fight in battle, and made a great name, and then it was rumored that the sect was not tolerated, and he was expelled from the ancestral court of the Daomen, wandered in the rivers and lakes, and founded a sect in Fufeng County.

For some reason, it still calls itself a branch of the Daomen.

It is for the Weiming Sect.

It refers to the fact that this door only specializes in the word Weiming.

Although there are few Taoist priests in the sect, they occupy a whole mountain with good feng shui, and there are not a few mountains in the whole Fufeng that are better than the scenery here.

There were about thirty disciples in this generation, and only a few remained in the previous generation.

There has never been a law enforcement elder in the world who personally cooks and settles accounts, and the eldest disciple went down the mountain to buy salt and ran to a sect that didn't know where to go.

The disciples in the sect only vaguely remembered that the face of the law enforcement elder at the dinner table that day was so cold that it seemed to pull out a sword to cut someone.

Up and down, including the head of the house, after the law enforcement elder spit out the word "eat", they all bowed their heads violently and devoured them.

The clear soup is so watery that it can only be swallowed dry, and the meals have become rare and delicious, and they are eaten clean and slippery in half a fragrant time, and there is nothing left. After I went back, my mouth was so light that I couldn't wait to go up the mountain and lick the bark, so there was some taste.

There is a small hall next to the Sanqing Hall dedicated to the God of Wealth of the Daomen, the Taoist priest with a jade crown and white clothes and white temples sneaked in, and saw the statue of the God of Wealth, and the junior brother who always had a dead face sat in the incense box that was almost full of ashes, and counted the expenses of the sect.

This incense box was made when they were young, and they dreamed of stuffing it with copper coins, the kind that can rattle, but they have never used it.

He'd never heard a noise from inside of this thing in his life. It seems that because of this reason, even the income of the sect during this period of time is much worse.

He saw that the cold-faced Taoist priest's light eyebrows were almost twisted into pimples, and his light brown eyes looked up at him, and he trembled in his heart, and walked out with a dry smile, saying:

"That, what."

"Senior brother, today, the weather is good today, haha, cloudless or something"

He looked up, and it was cloudy outside the Temple of Wealth, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

The jade-crowned Taoist priest cried with a sad face.

The junior brother in front of him still had a dead face, cold as a piece of ice, he vaguely remembered that his junior brother was very smiling when he was a child, but he didn't know why, the older he grew, the colder he became, and he never smiled again.

Especially after his apprentice ran down the mountain, the whole person was so cold that he seemed to be ready to draw a sword and cut people at any time, obviously he was the one who sent Mu Shanxue down the mountain at that time, but it was still like this, the dishes in the past few days have been much lighter, and the rice is not enough every day.

The head of the Wei Ming Sect touched his mouth, sat down next to his junior brother, and was about to discuss the food problem, when he saw a deficit in the account book, grinned, and said, "Senior brother, this is"

The law enforcement Taoist priest, who looked to be in his early thirties, said lightly:

"There's no money."

"All the thieves who can fight during this period of time have been swept, and the money bag is cleaner than your face."

The corners of the Jade Crown Daoist's mouth twitched slightly, and he said tentatively:

"Otherwise, ask Daomen Yuzhufeng to write a letter and borrow something?"

"When the patriarch went down the mountain to find an answer that his master couldn't explain, he said that after finding the answer, he would return to the ancestral court of the Daomen, and he didn't find it in his life."

"You said that we are now taking the ashes of the ancestor up the mountain, saying that we have figured out the problem, and we want to return to the Daomen, will the Daomen allocate some money to come down, some time ago I heard that the family of the Tianhe County Lord has returned to the ancestral court of the Daomen, and it is three thousand taels of silver into the account, and it is good to be able to share some profits for us."

The white-clothed Taoist priest sneered and said:

"So what is Twilight?"

The Jade Crown Palm Sect laughed dryly.

The white-clothed Taoist priest with a cold face retracted his gaze and sneered:

"Brother Master, don't mention this matter again."

"Be careful, I'll beat you to ashes too."

The head of the sect shuddered and then didn't dare to say anything, but the red on the ledger was really a little shocking, and after thinking about it, he said tentatively:

"Then why don't you let Senior Brother Han send some more silver back?"

The white-clothed Taoist priest looked at him coldly, and the man who didn't have the slightest bit of a sectarian spirit explained with a dry smile: "Look, he's been wandering outside for so long, isn't it very simple to get some money?" ”

"And I haven't seen Senior Brother Han for many years."

The white-clothed Taoist priest thought about it, and his face softened slightly.

The head teacher sighed: "It's just a pity, Ah Xue and Chong He are not here, otherwise I can let Senior Brother Han give me a good guide to the two of them."

The white-clothed Taoist priest said: "There is no need to advise at all, Shan Xue takes a different path than him, and Chonghe does not practice martial arts, and cultivates the innate gossip algorithm." ”

The master smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the innate gossip you asked for back then, that kid would be able to get started within a month, this ability is even more powerful than those old Taoist priests who have studied Daozang all their lives." ”

The white-clothed Taoist said in a cold voice:

"Chong He has a wisp of heaven on his body, practicing innate gossip is just a matter of following the map, as long as he is not stupid, he can get started, and the rest of the people practice, they can't even find the direction, and the left and right are in vain."

The head teacher smiled and said:

"But to be able to get started in a month, not all generations of characters can do it."

The white-clothed Taoist did not answer by default.

The head of the sect said:

"Chong and this road number is not good, too old-fashioned."

The white-clothed Taoist shook his head and said lightly:

"It's just a cover-up."

"If it weren't for the fact that she had cultivated the innate gossip and could interfere with the calculation of the heavenly machine, I wouldn't let her go down the mountain."

"On this mountain, Chonghe is just Chonghe."

"When Chonghe is not Chonghe, there won't be much left of the Weiming Sect, or if the disciples can escape alive, this sect won't be able to stay."

The master sighed twice, and suddenly said viciously:

"She should have been thrown into the snow back then, leaving her alone."

The white-clothed Taoist priest stood up, raised his foot and kicked the butt of the palm teacher next to him very unceremoniously, and said, "Get up and cook, it's your turn to wash rice today." ”

"I'm a teacher."

"Then go out and earn money."

"I'm going to go digging for rice."

"Remember to use light skills, don't let the disciples see it, after all, you are in charge, and it is not good to lose face."

The corners of the palm's mouth twitched, and he said, "Senior brother, let's hire two long-term workers, right?" ”

The white-clothed Taoist looked at him contemptuously, and a word came out of his lips.

"Poor."

The ancestral court of Daomen has always been called the first secluded place in the world, the Taoist priests on the mountain are not only thousands, the palace is in groups, and almost all generations of emperors have been sealed.

There are many cultivators in the world, but in the past thousand years, ninety percent of those who can be called Daomen Heavenly Masters have come down from this mountain.

There are many different Taoist cultivation methods in the ancestral court, but those who are really penanced are Qing monks who do not marry wives and do not enter the meat and fish, and only care about meditation and qi cultivation every day, and there are very few people who have broken the vows for thousands of years.

In the past three hundred years, there has only been one who broke the vows twenty years ago.

Seven thousand fish and dragon dance company camps, all wearing black armor and red robes.

The spear hit the ground, and the whole world sang the song of the wind.

Daqin Tianhe County stroked the qin in front of the main formation.

Daomen's contemporary world walked in white clothes to untie the sword, and went down the mountain alone.

Even though it is a well-known game of three wins and three losses, Daomen walked three games and lost, and in the past few months, he untied the Taoist bun and married the lord of Tianhe County as his wife.

After that, the county lord who had made great achievements in the war did not have the previous contempt and arrogance, and he came to the Daomen every year to visit the master, and the eldest son stayed in the Daomen for a long time to practice martial arts.

Qin Fei was wearing a Taoist robe, his figure had completely grown, his figure was quite beautiful, his appearance was full of heroism, his fists and swords were unique, and his gentle personality made him quite respected among his peers in Daomen.

At this time, he rose from the Tianzhu Peak, slashed the wind in front of him, almost stepped on the sword qi, and landed steadily below the peak of Qianzhang, and the sword in his hand was retracted into the scabbard, which was the means of the martial artist in the middle and third grades.

There was a small courtyard at the bottom of the mountain, and in the courtyard lay a giant beast half the size of an ordinary black bear, looking lazy, raising its eyes and glancing at Qin Fei, and then lying down to sleep again.

A burly white-haired old man sat in the courtyard.

Qin Fei stepped forward and saluted respectfully, Lao Dao waved his hand, his eyes still fell on the little girl who seemed to be sleeping next to him, Qin Fei followed the line of sight to see, Zhang Tingyun was dressed in a Taoist robe, breathing gently, and he was extremely cute and cute.

But in his perception, the breeze, the grass, the woods, the whole world was undulating with her breathing, Qin Fei was slightly stunned, and immediately looked at the terrifyingly big Taoist priest next to him, and said softly:

"Master Ancestor, have you taught Xiao Tingyun martial arts?"

Lao Dao rubbed his chin and said, "No." ”

"This is what she figured out herself, it is a way to sleep and breathe."

Qin Fei's heart shook and said:

"Is it the prototype of internal strength?"

Lao Dao Taishang grinned and emphasized:

"It is the prototype of the middle three products. Ordinary warriors have to accumulate internal strength to have the opportunity to jump over the dragon gate, and after that, they can only attract the vision of heaven and earth, but listening to the clouds is a natural Dao body. ”

"All she needs to do is stretch out her hand, and heaven and earth will come from all directions."

"Jealous? I'm jealous of the old Taoist, what kind of fucking talent do you say, people have to die more than people, and I want to throw away my old goods. ”

It seems that the voices of the two of them are a little louder, Zhang Tingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, perhaps just woke up, and his eyes were full of confusion.

The old Taoist Taishang threw down Qin Fei in an instant, with a smile on his old face, he stepped forward and said, "Tingyun woke up?" Would you like something to eat? ”

"Or are you going to play in the woods for a while? There is honey water here, which was just photographed by the beast, and it is the best wild mountain killer bee honey, and the taste is not bad. ”

The old Taoist priest pointed to the black bear next to him, and the black bear's eye sockets were obviously a little swollen, and then took a porcelain bowl with light amber honey water in it, and handed it to Zhang Tingyun.

The little girl first thanked her seriously, and then greeted Qin Fei who came here from the mountain, and then held the porcelain bowl, but for some reason, her wrist suddenly became weak, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Honey water is submerged in the dirt.

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