A few days after the incident of the Broken Sky Cliff, no one knew where Pang Beidou had gone, and the long table in the Chamber of Literature Temple could not be seen through.

The person was taken away by the old man of Tianji, if he deliberately wanted to cover his whereabouts, he was afraid that even the white jade long table would not be able to see the tip of the iceberg.

Leaving the continent, the immortals descended

Although the city of the Immortals is not very large, and the population is only about hundreds of thousands, there is no way to compare it with a big city like Lintian in the south of the Yangtze River that accommodates tens of millions of ordinary people. But this immortal descended to Lizhou and even the whole world has its own special significance.

The name of the immortal descending was not originally called, the original name of the city was called Chaoshan City, because the east gate of the city was facing several tall mountains connected together, but this was also the name of thousands of years ago, after the end of the war thousands of years ago, Zhang Xianjun beheaded three corpses and became holy for hundreds of years, after the whole world was canonized as an ancestor, Chaoshan City changed its name, called Immortal Descent.

Because that young saint and the Heavenly Genius Hexagram Immortal came from here, from Chaoshan City, from the Immortal Descent.

Chaoshan City has also had some people who have served as officials in the imperial court before, but they are not enough to influence Chaoshan City to change the name of the city, until after the war, Shi Sheng was destroyed by the demon clan from Lizhou, and the two teenagers rescued from Chaoshan City in ruins grew up, Chaoshan City decided to change its name, because such an honor is too majestic, although they seem a little smaller than other cities in this continent, but they can be very proud to say that we have a saint here, and an immortal on the mountain, just ask whether to accept or not。 No, whenever those outsiders who dislike the immortals descending to a small town are dumb when they hear this, there is no way, they can't accept it, they are telling the truth.

On the day of the name change of Chaoshan City, there were actually a lot of alternative names, but some were a little uncertain, and I didn't know which one to choose, until the evening of the same day, the city lord had nothing to do, worried about the name change, so he thought about going out for a walk, this walk, go, and walked to the statue of the saint in the center of the city, and was about to kneel down to find an opinion, hoping that the saint would appear and give a fate, and see how the name was changed, and the next moment before the city lord moved his steps, a white light crossed the dome of the sky, circled back and forth under the starry sky, and finally fell on the statue of the saint。

The statue emits a warm white light, illuminating the surrounding space, but it is just a moment, the white warm light slowly rises from the bottom of the statue, retreats, and forms a white ball of light three feet above the statue's head, the ball of light hangs in the air and stops, but in a moment it turns into a human figure, looks around, and finally the figure turns into a white rainbow and disappears under the endless starry sky.

That night, the city lord thought that this was the sage to his own point, the meaning was already obvious, the next day he convened all the high-level, told the magical scene of last night, everyone as the local people of Chaoshan City, all know that the Confucian sage Zhang Xianjun came from here, all agree with the view of the city lord, think that the sage knows what they are sorrowing about, so show up and dial it, and then there is like divine help, expand the thinking, put aside the name of the city after the name of the law, and finally finalize the plan,

Immortals descend.

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The figure of the plain-clothed scholar is above the clouds, and sometimes falls back to the ground lightly, shuttling through the mundane world, at a glance, the lights of thousands of homes, and the people live in peace. After that, it no longer stays, ups and downs, thousands of miles away and thousands of miles away, and finally the wind descends on the land of the continent.

Zhang Xianjun's speed is very slow, although this distance is a distance across continents, but if he wants, where in the world can he not go in an instant?

He went all the way down the mountain from the Temple of Literature, successively went to the Confucian world, and then descended to the hometown of the Immortal Mountain that had disappeared from the mountain, rose against the wind again and went all the way south, returned to the world, and finally crossed hundreds of millions of miles across the continent to walk the road he walked when he was a teenager, and finally came to Lizhou, and then took another step, returned to Lizhou, and arrived at the immortal descending.

Pang Beidou's whereabouts, Zhang Xianjun can know with a little effort. At first, Heli Shi Sheng used the white jade long table to gain insight into the world, and found that whenever he touched the three words of Pang Beidou, he would be rejected by an invisible method, and the last few attempts were fruitless.

As if thinking of something, Shi Sheng raised his steps, exited the white jade long table, and left the chamber.

Zhang Xianjun used the long table again, and this time the result was finally different from the previous times, the small door opened a small opening, and four big characters jumped out, slowly emerging on the long table,

Youth, hometown......

Zhang Xianjun's figure is above the clouds above the immortals, hanging in the air and stopping, the clouds under his feet rise and fall, scattered and gathered, as if a natural vision, the people in the sky city are in an uproar, looking at the colorful clouds in the sky, I don't know if the immortals have descended.

Zhang Xianjun made a mistake in the secret way, waved his hand to disperse the auspicious clouds, covered up the sound, and the vision of heaven and earth disappeared.

The people below looked at it for a while, and found that the vision disappeared, thinking that it was the immortals who walked the world and passed by here, bringing a burst of auspicious cloud ripples, after all, the immortals descended to the place where the saints were born, and it was not uncommon for the immortals and monks on the mountain to come to observe, and the local people who descended from the immortals had long been accustomed to it, but this colorful auspicious clouds were a little strange.

The people returned to normal, the streets were full of pedestrians, the street vendors were shouting one after another, and in the depths of the street, a fork in the road, a few more steps into it, and a few more roundabouts to the end of the alley appeared a dwelling.

The hut is not big, it is the most ordinary house, covering an area of the size of the usual family of a few people, not much different, there are two huts, a small courtyard, a few chicks are fed in the corner of the yard, and the scattered millet particles on the ground are lowered with their heads down.

There is a reclining chair in the middle of the small courtyard, and a young figure is lying on it in a brand-new robe, holding a teapot in his hand, with a pleasant smile on his face, and taking a few sips from time to time.

The young Xuanpao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his eyelids, noticing the flash of the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky.

looked lazy, and muttered a word of rubbing rice. Then he continued to shake his head, humming a little song, and got up leisurely......

The immortal descended into the void above, and a figure quietly fell from the sky, hidden sound, entered the city, blended into the crowd of streets, and disappeared......

Then he revealed his figure in the depths of the street, dressed in plain white makeup, elegant and dusty.

After that, he entered the fork in the road, along the alley, familiar with the road, turned left and right, groped, and finally stopped in front of the small courtyard.

The houses around the courtyard are dense, there are countless high-rise pavilions, it is indeed a little prosperous, compared to the two one-story bungalows in the small courtyard, the decoration is simple, and the few layers outside the wall are quite elegant and a small amount of moss crawling all over the wall, it is indeed a lot more prosperous.

The plain-clothed scholar was calm, walked to the door of the small courtyard, the courtyard door was hidden, not closed tightly, looked at some rusty door locks, raised his hand and prepared to knock on the door, but after thinking about it for a moment, he put down his hand again, and went back to his home, what door did I knock on.

The scholar pushed open the courtyard gate, and the scene in the garden was in full view, striding across the threshold, and entering the courtyard, the door of the small courtyard automatically closed and closed.

Pang Beidou lay on the recliner and said leisurely, and said to the person who walked slowly towards him: "What kind of wind blew you here, after so many years, it's rare that you can still remember the way back." ”

The scholar smiled, strolled to within a step opposite the robe, sat down, and the aura on the ground swirled, and a recliner came out, and the plain-clothed scholar lay down on it steadily.

The scholar replied: "The place I chose, and the house was built by someone I arranged, you are good, you didn't do it at any time, and you took on a name, but you ran here when you had nothing to do, and I didn't come as many times as you." ”

When the courtyard was built at that time, Zhang Xianjun privately arranged to find the area where he and Pang Beidou lived when they were teenagers, arranged for someone to buy the land, and rebuilt the house as a child according to the way it was a child.

It's just that who would have thought that these two characters who were stamping their feet outside and trembling all over the world would have such a former residence in such a hidden small place.

Pang Beidou put down the teapot, sat up straight, pointed to the chickens in the corner of the small courtyard who were eating rice with their heads down and said, "Why didn't I do anything, you see, those little chicks over there were brought back by me, how cute." Besides, you are a busy person running around every day, no time to come back to live, if the house is not lived in for a long time, the wall will crack, and it is likely to collapse, if I don't come back to live occasionally, give this house dessert smoke, I'm afraid this house will collapse early. ”

Zhang Xianjun was ashamed of himself, so he didn't bother to defend anything, lay on the chair, lowered his eyelids, and asked, "Your teacher is gone?"

Pang Beidou said: "I have already left, I will leave after sending me to the Great Wall, one day the gods are haunted, I am worried that the Confucian Temple will send someone to arrest me, I will rely on a crumpled rune paper given by the teacher to cover up the secret art of the Confucian Temple, all the way south, I will get here, anyway, it's fine, just stay here for a few days, recuperate from my injuries......"

Zhang Xianjun nodded, but his heart was not so calm, it seemed that his young teacher had improved his cultivation realm.

The Xuan robe got up suddenly, pointed at Zhang Xianjun and said: "I said that your little hair is too heart-wrenching, don't you ask me how my injury is, whether I was hurt by the ancestor king, as soon as I came up, he scolded me, and I didn't know how to care about ......me."

Covering his chest, he pretended to have a sad expression, "Alas, I paid the wrong ...... after all"

Zhang Xianjun said: "Seeing that your injury like this doesn't seem to be very serious, and you still have the heart to drink tea and bask in the sun here, not bad, not bad......"

Pang Beidou knew that he couldn't get any benefits, so he cut it, lay down in place, bask in the sun, and drink tea.

The scorching sun above the canopy, spreading the light, shining on the world, the two people in the small courtyard are lying on their respective deck chairs, the two sages in the world finally put aside their troubles here, and there is a match to chat about the world, youth, ideals......

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A small courtyard, two cottages, and a double ......