In the small Taoist temple outside Wanling City, no one came today.

Lu Chun has long been surprised by this matter, although Jiangnan Province has many places with good mountains and rivers, but the Taoist caves and blessed lands have long been occupied, and those places can be called the peak of incense, and there is an endless stream of good men and women, it seems that in a small place like them, it is best not to starve to death.

There are only two people in a Taoist temple.

Every day, he has to do the laundry and cook by himself.

When I first saw her, I looked like an immortal, and the master who pulled himself back from the ghost gate was only in a daze all day long, as if he was suffering from demons, and he didn't say anything when he asked her, only that he was fishing, but in this small pond, where would there be any fish?

It is not right to pretend to attract pilgrims.

This kind of bird doesn't poop in the broken place of the wilderness, where will any pilgrims come? There are just stinky bandits and robbers, and when the time comes, before the two of them finish speaking, it will be the result of a knife.

The little Taoist priest sighed, and the bed cover had to be washed again today, he was just a little boy, rubbing his clothes all morning, his arms were rubbed a little sour, and the smell of soaphorn was not pungent, but also smelled good.

He watched with some blankness as two small transparent fish swam by, and he put his hands together and gently picked up a handful of water, and the two fish only swirled in it.

Lu Chun looked at it, put the fish back into the water, watched them flee in panic, with a smile on his face, and then turned his head, and saw the master sitting on the Diaoyu Tai with blank eyes, not knowing where he was looking, so he sighed again, and frowned.

Although he is not very old, he also knows that the master probably can't look down on the small fish in this stream, saying that he wants to fish, but he never cares about these fish, but here there are only such fish that are transparent enough to see bones, and there are no grass carp, carp, and herring next to it.

A thousand years ago, Jiang Shang caught a master of the world and caught thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, what did she want to catch?

It's not like you're planning to catch a fairy, is it?

As soon as the thought in his mind came out, the little Taoist priest Lu Chun couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth pursed when he laughed, and then there were two small dimples on the sides of his cheeks, and there were two stars living in his eyes, bright.

His arms were almost rested, and he mustered up all his strength to rub his clothes.

As for the master who peeked at him just now, he immediately turned his head over, pretending to be lazy, but he didn't care about her, he just pretended that he didn't see it, at most he just complained in his heart, where could there be such a lazy fairy in the world?

If the gods just eat, sleep, and are in a daze every day, it is really enviable.

When I think of this, I can't help but smile again.

The female crown sat on the big stone named Diaoyutai, looking at her nose and nose, looking at her heart, looking as if it was exactly the same as yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday, only the occasional flickering of her eyes revealed a slight difference.

When he confirmed that his apprentice had not found anything unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then a little pride rose in his heart, and a pair of eyes were shining, which made people ignore her ordinary facial features.

There is still a green bamboo in his hand, and there is a white thread hanging from the tip of the bamboo, and the white thread hangs down, dotted in the depths of the water, like a long snake fluttering and drooping down.

It was a normal day, but the female crown suddenly sighed lightly, not caring about being discovered by her apprentice, and laughed:

"Found it!"

"I haven't seen you in a long time, but are you okay?"

With a shock to his wrist, the white line suddenly stretched straight.

Although there are many famous mountains and rivers in the world, they are rarely comparable to the vast atmosphere of the Daomen ancestral court, or in other words, there is no one who can compare.

Every day at sunrise, the main peak can often be seen that there is a dragon and tiger gas steaming up, the air is bright and cloudy, it will take a moment of time to disperse, some people say that more than 100 years ago, when the Taishang Taoist people came into the world, the dragon and tiger roared, the purple gas rose more than once, which provoked the court officials to be suspicious.

However, there are no classics handed down, and it should only be that the Taoist priests on the mountain put gold on the faces of their ancestors, especially the scholars who came and went to worship, they sneered, and even looked down on the ancestral court of the Taoist sect.

Jiangdong Xie Youli and his friends came here for a study tour, found an inn to stay, and planned to go up the mountain after coming, so as to see the vast atmosphere of the so-called Daomen ancestral garden Longhu rising.

But I had only eaten and drunk today, and I was a little tired, so I simply fell asleep, and when I was groggy, I heard a noise outside.

Raising his head in a daze, he felt a sigh in his heart, most of the wine woke up at once, and he staggered down from the third floor of the restaurant, and saw that the east of the sky was located, and a cloud of purple gas rose up, covering half of the sky.

It was as if something was brewing inside, and the sky was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a muffled thunderous sound.

A long dragon covered in pure white broke through the purple qi, opened its teeth and danced its claws, only hovering on Daomen Mountain, Xie Youli's legs and feet were weak, if it weren't for the door frame, he would have already knelt on the ground.

Even so, his face was pale, his lips trembled, and he was speechless.

On the street next to it, a large number of people had already knelt down, praising the names and surnames of immortals.

Suddenly, there was another roar, and the pure white dragon slowly disappeared.

The people were shouting their praises.

Xie Youli's eyes widened, his legs were weak, and he couldn't support them anymore, so his legs were stretched out, and he sat down humiliatingly.

Just now, all the people on the street just bowed their heads and praised the name of the immortals, and he was the only one who saw a white light shooting out from Daomen Mountain, and calculated the location, and it happened to sink straight into the pure white dragon's seven-inch reverse scales.

The dragon didn't disappear by itself, but was killed directly by a person in the Dao Gate at a distance of hundreds of zhang.

Xie Youli thought of this, and couldn't stop trembling in his heart.

The saber on his waist trembled, and when he finally pulled it out, it was only a bare hilt in his hand, and the sword body made of a hundred wrought iron had been completely shattered.

What is this? Taoist priests kill immortals?

The scholar's face turned pale.

Under the main peak of the Daomen, a tall old man with a burly figure, like a general and a bandit more than a Taoist priest, stood next to a pine tree, and there was a little girl sleeping under the tree.

A figure in the distance came into the air, it was a young Taoist priest, holding a peach wood sword in both hands, the sword body was already half scorched, puff fell, the old Taoist didn't care, grabbed the peachwood sword, frowned, casually broke off half of the charred black part, and threw it on the ground.

Next to him, Qin Fei wanted to speak and stopped, but the old Taoist glanced at him and said:

"See?"

Qin Fei nodded, and the old Taoist priest said to himself:

"It's nothing to see."

"It is said that it is an incarnation outside the body, but in fact, it is not so mysterious, it is just a means similar to the Yang God of my Daomen, the basic capital of the mountain is sixty or seventy years old, and your father will too, even if the purple qi comes from the east, it can't stop the great grandmaster from a sword."

Qin Fei's heart was suddenly sudden, his heart was still a little surging, but his face was calm, and he said, "Master Tai Ancestor, who did that vision?" ”

"Since it's my Daomen's means, why did you come to my Daomen's Ancestral Court to do such things?"

Taishang shook his head and said:

"You ask me, how do I know? Can't escape those branches of the Dao, my generation cultivates and learns martial arts, but there are always some people who learn some side ways, and many means are used together, just to seek an immortal life. ”

"The Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth, the cycle of life and death is like the rising sun and the setting of the moon, it is natural."

"Seeking immortality is to act against the sky, even if it is done, it is just like a stubborn stone and ancient wood, closed thinking, not thinking about it, although the life span is slightly longer than ours, just to avoid disasters and avoid disasters, although they call themselves immortals, they are just dry bones in the tomb."

"Tianlong Yuan wants to find a unique way, practice in this life to seek a life at ease, but also touch the moon in the water, if you want me to say, it is not as good as the people in the rivers and lakes, a sword in hand, born openly, and died vigorously, there are no regrets in this life."

Qin Fei thought of the master who laid the foundation for his martial arts back then, but then watched the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers and left him, and was silent.

The old Taoist priest looked up at the clouds and mist in the sky and said to himself:

"Of course, this is just the words of my old Taoist family, you can listen to it, it's okay to laugh, but don't learn from me, it's good to be like your father."

"Your father said that all the Tao he asked for was in your mother's eyes, and he went down the mountain in white to relieve the siege of the Daomen Ancestral Court, and then he went away from seeking the Tao. I don't agree with it, but I can't say he's wrong. ”

Qin Fei's eyes widened and he said:

"Daddy never talked about it."

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "If it weren't for that, how do you think your mother would be able to tie your father back to Tianhe County?" At that time, your father was a demon in his hands, even if he was a grandmaster, he could kill it, how could he not go? With a wide range of knowledge, as long as you don't care about the soldiers, the ten Wang Tiance are not opponents when tied up. ”

"It's just that he is seeking the way and leaving, so he naturally ignores the world's infamy."

"People in the world seek longevity as the avenue, but my Taoist patriarch seeks to do nothing, the second ancestor seeks to be free, the old Taoist seeks a freedom, if you are not comfortable, immortality can also be cut off, the marriage is just a small road, in the eyes of your father, but compared to the leisurely and quiet inaction, it is strange to go up and not know how many heavens."

Qin Fei was stunned.

Taishang Lao Dao didn't mention it anymore, looked up at the purple qi Chixia, and muttered to himself:

"It's just that I don't know which cave the old immortal is, and he came out to pretend to be an immortal, and then let the old Taoist see me, so that he can not just cut off a wisp of distraction and end it."

"If you want to be an immortal, you will kill him to the point where his soul is scattered."

The peachwood sword that was cut off in half of his hand was raised, and there was a sword intent on his body, which was as vast as the sky, shattering the auspicious clouds in the sky, leaving only the pure air, but the little girl next to her woke up, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and said in a daze that she was hungry and wanted to eat honey.

Fang just raised his hand to slay the dragon, and the heroic and unruly Daomen old ancestor turned around and smiled all over his face, and sighed with a kind face, and threw the peach wood sword to Qin Fei casually, and then pulled the black bear that was scared half to death, and was about to go up the mountain to shoot the honeycomb.

What kind of heroic and fairy spirit, all of them have been left behind.

Qin Fei held the half-folded peachwood sword in his hand, smiled without saying a word, the old Taoist priest led the little girl to the mountains and forests, walked a few steps and turned around, looked at the young man in a blue and white Taoist robe, and said:

"After today, you will go down the mountain."

"Take a look, don't be in a hurry to go back to your Tianhe County, the rivers and lakes are very big, there are new things everywhere, walk slowly, look slowly."

Qin Fei was slightly stunned, and then bowed his hand and said respectfully:

"When will that disciple come back?"

Lao Dao waved his hand and said when do you think you should come back, but before Qin Fei could react from this somewhat tongue-twisting sentence, Lao Dao had already led Zhang Tingyun away.

Qin Fei looked at the wooden sword in his hand and groaned silently.

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The excited look on the face of the Dao Gu outside Wanling City only lasted for a while, and then disappeared, holding the green bamboo, looking solemn and waiting for a long time, the eyebrows and eyes shrugged down a little, put the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand beside him, frowned sadly, and muttered softly.

"Lost?"

"How could I find a lost ......?"

"Why did you lose it?"

"It shouldn't be......"

When she came back to her senses, Lu Chun was already standing in front of her, looking at her with a pair of eyes, the female crown stiffened slightly, then slowly turned around, raised her hand and grabbed the bamboo pole next to her, raised it little by little, and returned to her original fishing appearance, her eyes gradually became hollow.

The little Taoist raised his eyebrows, couldn't bear it, and grabbed the bamboo pole.

The white thread fluttered, wet and tangled around the stone.

The female crown was full of pity, and the little Taoist priest Lu Chun gritted his teeth.

"If you load it again, you won't have anything to eat!"

The female crown defended herself: "I am an immortal!" ”

Lu Chun sneered, raised his hand and brushed the yellow, orange and orange incense burner inside the Taoist temple:

"Immortals? If you are a fairy, there is a kind of don't eat, smell the fragrance! ”

The female crown opened her mouth, and then her face was full of frustration.

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Jiannan Road is in the southwest of Daqin, and the group came out of Fufeng County, because it was not those winemakers who were going to bring their own good wine to Liangzhou to participate in the drinking party, so they couldn't go out day and night, just walked normally.

At most, at noon, when the temperature is the hottest and the sun is the most poisonous, find a cool place to rest for a day or two, avoid the sun, it has rained a little recently, the weather is very hot, almost like a steamer.

Wang Anfeng and others rely on their martial arts, and they are not in the unexpected world, although the martial arts of Lin Qiaofu and Lu Baiping are poor, they are cultivating the Taiyin internal force that Qingfeng has passed on alone, and they are not afraid of the heat.

On the contrary, it was the two people in the Fei Family Martial Arts Hall and the martial artists in the Shenwu Mansion team, because they practiced foreign kung fu to polish their physique, they were full of qi and blood, and when the weather was hot, they were sweating like pulp, so they had to pour a large gulp of herbal tea to relieve the heat stroke in their abdomen.

Just as everyone stopped to relieve the heat at the herbal tea shop, on the hot roadside, there were two young warriors who didn't seem to feel the heat, holding weapons and confronting each other.

Among them, the one on the left is wearing a black suit, holding a long sword, and the one on the right looks much better, a dark blue robe, and the hand is not a sword, but a jade flute with transparent color, with a smile on his face, and a graceful bearing.

Si Kou listened to Feng put down the herbal tea in his hand and said lightly:

"Confucian disciple."

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