It is said that Ding Hong and others went out of the city gate in the middle of the night, and after some explanation, they took advantage of the night to avoid the officers and soldiers of the Dian army camp and went to the direction of Xicheng.

The road was full of the people and horses of the general of Zhenxi, and they did not forget to come out in the middle of the night to steal chickens and dogs, and Ding Hong and others had to walk through the deep alleys and alleys, trying not to meet them, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

After the soybean led the way, after the former master treasure was broken, the group waited for the stars and the moon to hurry forward, and finally came to the courtyard gate of the old man's house.

The door opened with a "crunch", and the white-haired old man walked out of the door on crutches, looking at Huang Dou with a smile on his face and saying, "You are finally here?" I've been waiting for a long time, this night is heavy on the frost and wind, so hurry up and go into the house to rest! ”

Huang Dou looked surprised at the moment, looking at the old man who had disappeared for no reason, and then appeared in front of him again, opening his mouth wide and not saying a word for a long time.

Everyone looked at the courtyard gate one after another, and Shi Bao closed the door behind him, and then quickly followed to the inside of the hall.

The old man waved his right hand, motioned for everyone to sit down, lifted the blue and white teapot, and poured the tea bowl into the bowl for everyone one by one.

"Thank you, for your hard work! Hurry up and quench your thirst with a cup of tea! It's hard for everyone to think about me so late, so I will replace wine with tea, thank you for your kindness. The old man lifted the bowl of tea, raised his head and drank it.

"Isn't that right? I remember that when the leader of the fat army came, you disappeared without a trace, and you thought you were captured by them, why did you appear in this courtyard again tonight? Huang Dou picked up the tea bowl and said with questions in his heart.

"Hahaha! At that time, when you were fighting and leaving, I took the opportunity to sneak into the firewood room, and saw that this officer and army were looking around, and had no choice but to climb into the secret passage, just to avoid the interrogation of these guys, and when the time came, they said that I had fornicated with the Red Turban Army, which would only add a lot of trouble. The white-haired old man was in good spirits and said with blinking eyes.

"I see? No wonder I don't see you anywhere, I thought I was poisoned by the officials and soldiers, it's okay to be fine. This soybean listened to it with half a doubt, and turned his head to look at Master Yuquanzi and said.

Yuquanzi stood up, clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "Poor Dao came this time, because the matter is urgent, he won't beat around the bush, just to borrow a treasure from the old man, I don't know if it's feasible?" ”

"Hahaha! After saying a long word, where is there any treasure in this thatched house? I'm a lonely old man, barely living with three meals of gruel and steamed buns a day, if there really is any treasure, why should I be so untreatable to myself? The old man put down the tea bowl, lifted the blue and white teapot and poured the tea.

"Although the old man is a master outside the world, he doesn't want to ask about the idle affairs of this world, but now the court is corrupt, corrupt officials and corrupt officials are rampant, and the Yellow River is flooding, the people of the world are miserable, and the people everywhere have taken up arms to resist. Yuquanzi bent down and bowed his head, but his eyes were fixed on the white-haired old man and said.

"What do you have to do with me, an old man? I eat fast and chant three times a day, and it seems reasonable for me to blame me, right? The white-haired old man looked up at Yuquanzi, holding the lid of the tea bowl and blowing the tea leaves floating in the tea bowl.

"That's not what you say, is it? The gods have an artifact of stability, and now the world is in turmoil, and the court is exhausted, so end the Quartet campaign as soon as possible, and let the people get out of the dire situation as soon as possible, aren't you also practicing, and it will definitely be included in the immortal stele in the future, isn't it the best of both worlds! "Yuquanzi is respectful, and his head is Tao.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know about the Immortal Stone? Are you also sent down from above? Coming to the world to cross the catastrophe and ascend? The white-haired old man stood up, looked at Yuquanzi with a surprised expression and asked.

"The family teacher Qingfeng Shan Fei Zhenzi, Poor Dao is the fifth disciple under his seat, and his name is Yuquanzi! Practicing in the cliff of Yigong Mountain, this time I came down the mountain, and it was all the meaning of the family teacher, I implore the gods to help, and I sent my disciples to remember your kindness. Yu Quanzi looked at the white-haired old man, didn't dare to hide it at all, and said everything in one hundred and fifty.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Earth Immortal Patriarch Feizhen Daxian? No wonder you know everything, and in that case, how do you think I can help you? The white-haired old man asked, leaning on crutches, turning his back to his beard.

"Poor Dao hopes that the gods will lend me a magic weapon, that is, the Xuanyuan Divine Turtle in your cave mansion, to resist the Xuanyuan Fire Dragon in the hands of the Soul Snatcher Sect, and I will definitely return it with both hands in the future, please fulfill it with God." Yuquanzi waved the dust, looked at the white-haired old man with his back and said with a smile.

"What's this? I'm afraid it's not easy to do, right? This divine turtle is the treasure of the cave, if it is lent out at will, it will fall into the hands of bad people in the future, even if Emperor Xuanyuan is in the lower realm, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the sky? The white-haired old man touched his forehead and said with a look of embarrassment.

"Senior Brother Yuzhen! Show him the baby in your arms! Maybe he'll change his mind because of this? Yuquanzi turned around and said to Ding Hongyan with a smile.

"What's that? Is it the three trees, the baby? Luckily, I had it with me, otherwise wouldn't it have been a big mistake? Ding Hong took out the golden mill from his arms and put it on the table.

The white-haired old man turned around and looked at the glittering gold mill on the table, and suddenly felt a burst of surprise: "Who are you?" Why is this object in place? This is the breath of the emperor, why did it fall into your hands? ”

"The poor road is also a disciple of Qingfeng Mountain Flying Town, it should be a closed disciple, and he only had to be fur after three years of learning, so he was sent down the mountain to make the gods smile." Ding Hong stood up, bent down and clenched his fists and said.

"You are also a Taoist priest of Qingfeng Mountain? So how do you have these two things? Could it be that you are Ming Yuzhen who acts against the sky? The white-haired old man walked over quickly, looked at Ding Hong carefully, and asked.

"How does God know my way? The poor road is indeed called Yuzhen, the master hopes that the world is peaceful and the world is in a bright and prosperous era, so he gave the surname Yu Ming, how do you know? Who are you holy? Ding Hong looked at the white-haired old man, and he had an indescribable feeling for a while.

"Then the others are drinking tea here, you two come with me!" After entering this secret passage, try not to look back, what you see and hear may be just an illusion, don't be distracted, please! The white-haired old man pushed open the door and walked in.

Ding Hongyu and Quanzi followed closely and entered the firewood room, but saw the white-haired old man bending down into the firewood pile and slowly disappeared......

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