Yellow tiles and red columns, carved beams and painted buildings.

There is little smoke, but the lights are always bright.

The exquisite Sanqing statue stands lifelike in the main hall.

A pair of realistic or abstract murals decorate the four walls of the entire hall like an artistic corridor.

The sound of Lang Lang rushing through, accompanied by the singing of birds and insects, this Taoist temple covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, always makes people feel like they are really in a paradise of bliss.

Wang Donghua did not follow the warmly greeted county guards into Dawan City, but under Dong Zhuo's suggestion, he followed those Taoist priests to this Xuanmen Temple located in Dawan City, more than two hundred miles.

The reason why this is the case is not that Dong Zhuo and Wang Donghua don't give face to this Xuzhou county, but when they were about to enter the city, the head of the first major cultivation sect of the Han Dynasty sent a decree.

According to Dong Zhuo, in this Han Dynasty, the current royal family has existed in name only, and the appeal is actually not very strong, and the power in various places is actually controlled by warlords, but no matter which state or county it is, no one dares to have any disobedience to the decree of Xuanmen.

The so-called guest is as it is, since Dong Zhuo and Xuzhou County Shou have no opinion, Wang Donghua of course also goes with the flow, and for Wang Donghua's heart, although Wang Donghua wants to go in and see the majestic Dawan City very much, but he yearns for the cultivation of this time and space.

The head of this generation of Xuanmen is said to be very strong, according to Dong Zhuo, if Zhang Jiao faces the head of this Xuanmen, he is not a general at all, except for the terrifying "spell" that was solved by Wang Donghua.

Zhang Jiao's ability Wang Donghua saw with his own eyes, and even the "lightning storm" summoned by Dong Zhuo with great effort was solved by him with one move, and this head of the Xuanmen who was more powerful than Zhang Jiao made Wang Donghua full of expectations.

However, to Wang Donghua's disappointment, when he walked into the main hall, he only saw a gray-haired rickety back.

When Wang Donghua and them came to the main hall, the old man was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, and even in the quiet hall, the rhythmic snoring of the old man echoed.

"Master, the alien you want to see has already been brought that day."

Not to mention Wang Donghua's surprise, and the Taoist who brought them in seemed to be accustomed to the old man's behavior, so he asked Wang Donghua and Dong Zhuo to wait for a while, then walked behind the old man and bowed, and said respectfully.

“…… Master, the alien you want to see has already been brought that day. ”

Seeing that his master did not come to his senses, the Dao man was not embarrassed, but continued to repeat what he had just said.

"Ahem... Cough... I heard, I heard, your master and I don't have ears yet...... Yes...... It's good to take a nap! Now the old man finally moved, and the snoring stopped abruptly, and he still stretched his back with everyone on his back, and then turned around.

"This is a lewd old man with white hair and wrinkled face...... "This is Wang Donghua's first impression when he sees the chief of Xiuzhen in the Han Dynasty.

"This number one master of the Han Dynasty is really short!" This is the second thought in Wang Donghua's heart, because the old man in front of him will definitely not be taller than 1.5 meters, although the average height of ancient people is definitely not as tall as that of modern people, but since Wang Donghua came to this time and space, there are few people who are so short.

"The distinguished guest came from far away from the world, and he also resolved the big crisis within 10,000 miles, but the old man rashly let people disturb the distinguished guest, I hope you will forgive me!" Seeing that Wang Donghua's expression was changing, the old Taoist priest did not doubt him, but stood up tremblingly, moved his little short feet, came to Wang Donghua, and said with a salute.

Wang Donghua, who was judging the height of the old man, was frightened by the old man's sentence "coming from afar" in his heart.

"This is really a master, or a master of fortune telling, and he can calculate that I am from outside the world, it seems that I am really unseemly!"

"Ahh What is the old Taoist talking about, not to mention your noble status, how can you say that you are also an old-timer, what instructions do you have, how dare we, who are juniors, not obey, and where to meet the blame? ”

Wang Donghua really couldn't adapt to the rarity of the ancient people, and when he saw that the old man already knew that he was not from the Han Dynasty, he was a lot more casual, and he was very "vernacular" politeness according to his own thoughts.

"Hahaha, the distinguished guest is really temperamental." Wang Donghua's behavior, the head of the Xuanmen sect was not surprised, he just laughed, then turned his head to Dong Zhuo and said: "Lord Dong, you won't blame this bad old man for robbing your distinguished guest, to be honest, if it weren't for the last resort, I wouldn't have done such a rude thing." ”

"Buping Immortal Venerable, you are polite, being able to follow Donghua Immortal Jun to be received by Immortal Venerable is my Dong Zhongying's third life, how dare I blame it." Dong Zhuo obviously respected the head of this Xuanmen very much, he didn't dare to be as casual as Wang Donghua, but gave the old man a big gift very respectfully.

"That's good! Lord Dong, you sit down first, I have something to ask this distinguished guest, I won't greet you, Shui Jing, you go make a good cup of tea, and greet Lord Dong. ”

The old man waved his hand to whisk the dust, Wang Donghua immediately felt the breeze blowing around him, and Dong Zhuo, who was saluting, seemed to be gently helped up by a pair of invisible big hands.

The old man's hand made Wang Donghua believe that the old man was worthy of being the number one master of the Han Dynasty.

Although the skills of those cultivators I had seen before were not small, when they wanted to release their spells, they must also have a certain amount of time to prepare.

The old man didn't see any superfluous movements just now, just a very casual wave of the dust, Dong Zhuo, who was ten steps away from him, was helped up, if this old man was as prepared as those monks, wouldn't it be a great move to destroy the world.

"Since you are not formal, then Bu Ping will not be polite to you, so how about calling you Donghua directly?"

After the head of Buping called Dong Zhuo, he turned around and greeted Wang Donghua with a confused face.

"That's a good dare, I'm the one who hates sour talking the most, na... You should be not young, so I will call you grandpa. ”

Wang Donghua's favorite thing to do is to hit the snake and go down the pole, and when he saw that the number one master in the cultivation realm of the Han Dynasty said this, he also hurriedly pulled up his grandfather, so as to pave the way for the little Jiujiu in his heart later, but he heard the "cloth" of others as "no".

"Ugh!" Wang Donghua's unkindness was unexpected, but he also reacted immediately, smiled kindly, and then corrected.

"Donghua, the old man's surname is not cloth, the old man's common family name is Sun, his name is Wu, and the word is Changqing, you can call me Grandpa Sun." Buping is the name of the Tao I used after I became the head of this Xuanmen. ”

The old man's self-introduction made Wang Donghua's eyes almost fall to the ground, and he asked suspiciously: "Sun... Grandchild... Grandpa Sun, you said that your name is Sun Wu, the word is Changqing, have you ever written a book of the art of war with 36 strategies? ：”

Wang Donghua, who has studied history, knows very well that the person who is called this name is not the author of the Art of War, but there is a difference of almost 700 years before and after, maybe this is a coincidence, but Wang Donghua still asked without giving up.

"Huh? The old man did write some art of war when he was young, and he hadn't learned the Tao at that time, but too much time has passed, plus these mundane things in the mortal world, the old man doesn't want to ask more now, Donghua The old man you said about the art of war just vaguely has some memories, and I don't want Donghua You, a person outside the world, even knows. ”

Although the old man spoke lightly, he couldn't help but be a little complacent in his words, but the old man's words made Wang Donghua's mouth so shocked that he could stuff a fist.

"You... You... You really are the grandson of those more than 700 years ago...... No...... Sun Wu's predecessors. Although this Sun Tzu's Art of War is easy to say, and there is no awkward meaning, but when these two words are said in front of the parties, Wang Donghua always feels very disrespectful and quickly changes his words.

"Hahaha, there is no time to cultivate! In the blink of an eye, more than 700 years have passed, and after Donghua, you mentioned it, the old man really misses the eventful years at the beginning! ”