。 Ying Ning's idea of borrowing the "government treasury" can only be an idea after all, and it cannot be implemented. The official treasury is guarded, the blood is extremely vigorous, and the god of wealth is also enshrined, so it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to use spells to infiltrate.

The God of Wealth, in fact, also belongs to the category of Yin Si, and has been incense for a long time, if something really happens, he can't be a dead thing with clay sculpture and wood carving.

——One of the great principles of Yin Si manifestation: do not ask about good and evil, only ask about incense.

The rain is still raging these days, almost uninterrupted, which greatly increases the severity of the disaster. Some of the low-lying rural areas seemed to have become Ze countries, and the people had already fled, either from their homes or to settle in the nearby mountains.

On the side of the Jianjiang River, far away from Bijia Mountain, there is a mountain peak, which is called: Turtle Mountain.

As the name suggests, the mountain is flat and has a gentle arc, which looks like a turtle shell. There are few trees and many stones on the mountain, and a small temple is built in the center of the summit:

Dragon King Temple.

In the Tiantong Dynasty, if there is any temple that can compare to the scale of the Earth Mountain Temple, I am afraid that it is the Dragon King Temple. But where there are larger rivers, as well as crowded places, there will be a dragon king temple.

The Dragon King Temple is not under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division, but is independent.

In some ancient legends, there are dragons in heaven and earth. The dragon is a god who is responsible for rain, and has been worshipping the people for a long time. Whenever there is no rain for a long time, or it does not rain for a long time, the people will go to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, in order to ask the Dragon King to control the water and keep the wind and rain smooth.

If you ask too much, there will always be one or two times that will work. As for whether it is a real dragon king apparition, or because of the unexpected climate, it is difficult to say clearly.

Dragon. It has long been a legend, and I don't know how many years it has not appeared in the mortal world. Its traces are even rarer than those of "immortals".

Even so, the people's devotion to the Dragon King Temple has long been deep-rooted and difficult to shake.

This dragon king temple on Turtle Mountain has always been very strong incense, although the temple is built short, but the eaves walk the wall, the red wall and green tiles, everything is available.

On both sides of the gate, the joint said: The dragon comes out of the water for thousands of years; Banner: Zerun Cangsheng.

The furnishings in the temple are simple. There is only a small red-faced statue of a god, dressed in a red robe. With a black beard, it is mighty.

This is what the people imagined to be like a dragon king.

The Jianjiang River burst its embankment at night, and the water poured for thousands of miles, and the people nearby fled in panic. Scattered, the Dragon King Temple in Turtle Mountain was naturally left out in the cold.

At such times, the people did not have time to temporarily cling to the Buddha's feet, and then begged the dragon king to show mercy and take back the flood.

The flood at the bottom of the mountain is like an ocean.

A boat appeared, not slow. Drift from the east and sail to Kameyama.

It is said to be a boat, but in fact it is just a canoe made out of a large tree trunk, and it can float. There were two Taoist priests on the boat. The middle of the year when I was standing. The long beard is fluttering, the style is chic, and a slender bamboo pole is held in his hand, paddling, and he plays the role of the helmsman.

The one who was seated, sloppy, lazily half leaning on the edge of the boat, eyes half squinted. It seems to be nourishing.

It was that Guanghan and Qingyun.

Qingyun lifts a light weight, a thin bamboo pole that is not long. With a slight touch on the water, the canoe flew a long way forward. After a few o'clock, we came to the foot of Turtle Mountain.

"Uncle Shi, please come ashore. ”

Qingyun Dao Chang didn't dare to make a mistake, so he asked Guanghan to go ashore first.

Guang Han hummed, patted lightly, the person was like a weightless feather, and the next moment, he was already down-to-earth, carrying his hands behind his back, and floating to the top of the mountain.

A moment later, Guang Han and Qing Yun both came to the Dragon King Temple and stood still.

"Rest in place. ”

Guang Han said softly, and the person found a stone on the side, sat on it casually, closed his eyes and rested. Qingyun did the same, and didn't make a sound. ...,

At this time, the rain did not stop, falling from the sky. It's just that whenever it lands on top of the heads of the two Taoist priests, it automatically slides over the side. Therefore, when people are in the rain, their clothes are not stained with the slightest dampness.

Time fell with the rain, about an hour later, someone in the west composed a song: "Kunlun Mountain is high into the sky, I am free from the mountain, I can go up to the blue sky to pick the bright moon, can go down to the ocean to catch dragons and dragons......"

The voice is clear, and the sound is present. A big bird with an orange body roared, and a priest sat on the bird's back, and the gossip robe was flying.

To put it into perspective, the big bird was actually folded out of a special kind of rune paper, and it was full of all kinds of rune rules, shining brightly.

A large bird made of paper folded and carrying a Taoist priest flew from the west.

Guang Han suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the past, and pouted: "The guy from Kunlun Mountain is just a guy who can pretend and can pretend." Then he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Qingyun listened to the sweat, but he didn't dare to hold it up, so he quickly stood up and greeted him.

The paper bird landed, and the Taoist priest floated to the ground, with thick eyebrows and a white face, holding a whisk in his hand, the long whisk was snow-white and flawless, faintly glowing with a strange brilliance.

Qingyun Dao Chang bowed his head and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Mingfeng." ”

Although they are different from each other, they are all from the unity of the Taoist sect and from the same family, and calling each other "senior brother" can shorten the distance between each other.

Senior Brother Mingfeng looked younger than Qingyun, and when he was established, his face was as bright as jade, and his bearing was extraordinary, so he hurriedly returned the salute: "Senior Brother Qingyun came so early...... I've seen Guanghan real people. ”

Guang Han only nodded slightly.

This senior brother Mingfeng is from Kunlun, his full name is "Xi Mingfeng", but he uses the name of a layman, and he is only thirty-six years old this year. Although he is young, he has been starting since he was a child, and now he is a Yuan Infant cultivator, a leader of the younger generation, and has a reputation as a genius when he is young.

Xi Mingfeng knew Guanghan's temperament, so he didn't care, and pulled Qingyun and said, "Hasn't the Shushan swordsman come yet?"

Qingyun shook his head: "Don't see it for the time being." ”

Xi Mingfeng raised his head to look at the south and muttered, "I don't know who it will be...... It should be a bearded man, he has become a walking man in Shushan, and he is a representative. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for ten years, I wonder if he has entered the Yuanying realm? By the way, Senior Brother Qingyun, when you were propagating the Dharma, in the capital, have you ever seen a beard?"

Qingyun hurriedly said: "Senior Brother is talking about Senior Brother Yan." ”

"Who else but him?"

"In the capital, I only met with Senior Brother Yan once, and then there was no contact. ”

Xi Mingfeng sighed: "The bearded man has a strange and withdrawn personality, and he walks the world on behalf of the sect, but there is no movement. But I don't know where to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate. ”

His words were closer to talking to himself, and Qingyun didn't say anything. Talking about Yan Chixia is not what he is qualified for.

The rain was still falling, it was getting late, and when I looked up, there was a hazy twilight. In the twilight, above the turbulent waves, a man broke through the waves.

He didn't take a boat, he didn't take a flying magic weapon, he only stepped on a reed, and he shuttled through the water, appearing at a very fast speed.

A reed crossing the river is nothing more than that.

This son is young, with flowing brocade clothes and flying headbands, and he looks like a child of a noble family. It's just that there is a long sword hanging from his waist, which is not wrapped in a scabbard, directly revealing the blade that is as sharp as electricity. From this detail, it can be seen that the owner of this sword must also have a sharp temperament.

There were swordsmen coming, and Guang Han and the others in front of the Dragon King Temple had already found out.

Xi Mingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed and said, "It's Lu Shidao who came......" There was a bit of pity in the sigh, but it was a pity that the person who came was not Yan Chixia.

The reeds went ashore, and Lu Shidao stepped up the mountain, but in a blink of an eye, he had come to the front of the Dragon King Temple, and he bowed very coldly, and did not speak, looking for a rock to sit on. ...,

At present, the three orthodox sects recognized by the world's Taoist sects, Laoshan, Kunlun, and Shushan, all have outstanding representatives, and gathering in front of this Guishan Dragon King Temple is simply a major event that is difficult to encounter in a hundred years. But apart from the four of them, there were no bystanders, and no one knew what they were gathered here for. Even if you do something earth-shattering, I'm afraid that it will be annihilated in the wind and rain, and it won't be known.

In this world, there is no shortage of secrets.

......

The wedding date was approaching, and the days were numbered, so Chen Jianchen asked the superintendent for leave. The superintendent had no objections and agreed very simply. You must know that when the official documents of the imperial court come down, Chen Jianchen will no longer be a student of Minghua Academy, but a member of the Guozijian.

After asking for leave, Chen Jianchen took Ying Ning back home to see if there was anything he needed help with. Helplessly, the parents are short, and they basically can't get involved.

Mo Sanniang said with a smile: "Liuxian, you are only responsible for inviting guests." ”

The Chen family basically has no relatives, and the same is true for the woman, and the guests invited mainly rely on Chen Jianchen's connections - Wang Fu and others, who have befriended in the academy, naturally want to send invitations, as well as gentlemen...... In the end, Gu Xuezheng and Xu Zhifu both sent posts. However, it can be guessed that it is impossible for Governor Xu to come, at most he will give a gift, and Gu Xuezheng will not necessarily come. It's not that they put up a show, but they are too far apart from each other, so they are naturally a little reserved.

In fact, whether they came or not, Chen Jianchen didn't care very much, with his original intention, he didn't want to make it too complicated, just set up a few tables at home, and it would be lively and festive for too long. Plain and decent, harmonious and harmonious, how good!

Quickly deal with the banquet, and enter the cave room is the king.

In the past few days, Jinzhenzhai has long taken off the brand and is no longer open, presumably Lu Xiyue is also carefully preparing to be a beautiful bride, better than the door of the Chen family.

I have been wishing for a long time, and I finally got my wish, and the happiness of satisfaction is like honey, which can be so sweet that it overflows from my heart, and I will laugh softly when I dream.

The closer the wedding date, the more nervous Lu Xiyue became, for fear that something would go wrong. This anxiety of gaining and losing lasted until the arrival of the big day. She wore a red hijab and a phoenix crown, and sat upright on the embroidered bed in the boudoir, with her hands crossed and placed under her lower abdomen.

Then, the whole world is left to wait. (To be continued)