This old Taoist is a friend of the three poor Taoist chiefs, and when he saw Ding Ermiao killing ghosts here, he wanted to use his identity as a senior to admonish Ding Ermiao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but seeing the fierce light in Ding Ermiao's eyes, Lao Dao was also startled, and hurriedly put away the senior's shelf, softened his tone, talked to Ding Ermiao, and reported the name of the three poor Taoists.

Because Lao Dao knew that Ding Ermiao was eaten by evil anger at this time, and his chest was full of murderous energy, if he offended him, I was afraid that he would also suffer.

"Looking for my master?" Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't woken up from the killing, and said, "My master has wandered and disappeared. As for me killing ghosts, whether it hurts the heavens and the peace, you don't care. One person does one thing and one person is responsible, there is retribution, it is all on my head! ”

The old Taoist priest stepped forward slowly, looked at the sword in Ding Ermiao's hand, and nodded: "Good sword!" ”

"Slaying demons and killing ghosts, of course it's a good sword!" Ding Ermiao was not without pride and said lightly.

"But if the sword qi is too strong, it will backfire against its master. Daoyou is young and strong, so he is really not suitable for using this murder weapon. Lao Dao said.

"Hahaha......" Ding Ermiao laughed and said, "I don't need a murder weapon, do I use a wooden knife to kill ghosts?" ”

"Of course, the peachwood sword can also drive away ghosts and demons." The old Taoist chief said: "Most of the people in the Daomen use wooden swords, just to prevent the evil qi on the murder weapon. Dao, not to seek sharpness, but to seek peace, so the peach wood sword is more suitable for Taoist disciples......"

And there is this truth? Ding Ermiao was slightly stunned, frowning and thinking about the old words.

The old Taoist observed the words and asked with a smile: "Little Daoist, was your heart boiling with murder just now, and you wanted to kill all the things you saw?" ”

"Nope." Ding Ermiao was in a trance for a moment and said.

"Yes, you must have." The old man stared at Ding Ermiao's eyes and said, "Just now, when I stopped you from killing ghosts, you were thinking in your heart, if I dare to stop you, you will also kill me, right?" ”

"I ......" Ding Ermiao's heart was shocked, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Just now, the moment the old man appeared, Ding Ermiao really made a move!

The old man smiled slightly and said, "This is where the power of ten thousand people lies. ”

Ding Ermiao woke up at this time, took the sword, and asked, "Senior, do you know the name of this sword?" ”

"How about knowing names? The history of the beheading of 10,000 people, the story of its previous life, your master has told me. There are countless souls under the blood-devouring knife, slashing gods and spirits, and hundreds of ghosts are not close...... Later, it was your ancestor who transformed it and forged a sword into a sword, which dissolved a lot of evil qi. Otherwise, you're already in the devil right now. Lao Dao said slowly.

"You know the history of 10,000 beheadings, you really have predecessors. How do you call it? Ding Ermiao asked respectfully.

"I'm from Wudang Mountain, Dao No. Iron Tree." The old man said.

Ding Ermiao nodded, took the dying demon, and said, "Senior, my master is no longer there, you can rest in our Qiyunguan and wait for my master to come back." By the way, my name is Ding Ermiao. ”

"Okay, I have a relationship with Ding Daoyou, so let's bother for a few days." You're welcome.

"Seniors, please." Ding Ermiao also felt that the old guy was quite powerful, and he might read minds or something, and wanted to keep him for a few days, ask for a little Taoist knowledge, and listen to what he had seen.

Back at Qiyunguan, it was already late at night.

Ding Ermiao was inconvenient to disturb the chief of the iron tree, so he arranged for him to rest.

Early the next morning, when Ding Ermiao got up to sprinkle and sweep, Tie Shudao also got up and played Tai Chi in front of the door.

The ancestor of Wudang Mountain is Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng entered the Tao with martial arts, so the later disciples are very good at kung fu. Tie Shudao's Tai Chi boxing was very methodical, and Ding Ermiao watched from the side and was greatly impressed.

"The senior's Tai Chi is very good, I still don't watch it, so as not to be suspected of stealing the teacher." Ding Ermiao took retreat as advance and said deliberately.

"Hahaha...... Secret skills are a bad habit in the world's Taoist sects and martial arts schools. My opinion is that I hope you will have more exchanges. If Ding Daoyou doesn't dislike it, you can practice with me. Tieshu Dao Chang smiled.

Ding Ermiao twisted and said, "Okay, let's practice together." ”

Tie Shu Dao nodded and smiled, starting from the first style, and took Ding Ermiao to practice boxing together.

Ding Ermiao is smart, and it didn't take long for him to learn decently.

Tieshu Dao Chang retracted his momentum, nodded and said, "That's it for today, don't go too far in everything, and the same is true for practice." ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, and asked the Iron Tree Daoist about ghost hunting.

But it's very strange that the Iron Tree Dao Chief's spell Dao is almost an idiot, and he doesn't know how to catch ghosts at all.

"Senior, you're not keeping it a secret, are you?" Ding Ermiao asked.

"No, the art of ghost hunting, I've never learned it." Tieshu smiled and said, "But when it comes to scriptures, I can still do it." Or shall we sit down and talk about it? If you read the Bible on a daily basis, if you have any questions, we can communicate. ”

Ding Ermiao immediately begged for mercy, hugged his fists and said: "Senior, spare me, I don't like to read the scriptures the most......"

"Okay, well, don't talk about scriptures." The Iron Tree Daoist smiled, and he was not reluctant.

Ding Ermiao also grinned and did his own thing.

Since then, the chief of the Tieshu Road has lived in Qiyunguan, and every day, he and Ding Ermiao practice boxing and chat together.

Ding Ermiao fell in love with Tie Shudao Chang, and also treated him as a predecessor and tried to take care of him as much as possible.

However, Ding Ermiao found that when the Tieshu Daoist was chatting, he would inadvertently bring himself into the discussion of various issues in the scriptures. This kind of subtle subtlety made Ding Ermiao feel a little sudden, and when he read the scriptures again, many difficult points could be easily solved.

"Senior, you were entrusted by my master to make a special trip to enlighten me, right?" On this day, while chatting, Ding Ermiao asked.

"It's just communication, how dare you say it?" The Iron Tree Daoist smiled.

"My master's lectures are different from those of his predecessors. Master said it so dryly that I dozed off when I heard it. The seniors gave lectures, which was very interesting. Ding Ermiao thought about it and said seriously.

"What your master said was the true scriptures, and what I said was small talk. Just like those reading babies, in the classroom, the teacher talks about textbooks, and when I meet a storyteller outside, he talks about extracurricular books. "The Iron Tree Captain is still very modest.

Ding Ermiao laughed, and felt that this old man was funny.

But the good times didn't last long, and after more than ten days, the chief of the Tieshu Road did not wait for the chief of the three poor roads, and he had to resign.

Ding Ermiao was very reluctant, but he was not willing to keep it, so he had to see him off.

Unexpectedly, the chief of the iron tree had just left in the morning, and in the evening, the chief of the three poor roads came back.

"Master, are you back?" Ding Ermiao hurriedly greeted him and said, "There is an iron tree chief who has come to look for you......

"I see. Er Miao, you hand over all my magic weapons, and then go to the wall for a year. The three poor Dao chiefs said expressionlessly.