[Thanks to 'Kong Cheng']

The preaching conference is generally divided into three classes, the first class is to announce the world, the second class invites close to a hundred schools of thought to gather, and the third class is to face the subordinate forces below, the time of the first two classes is uncertain, and the third class is more regular, generally half a year, a year, a year and a half, etc., anyway, at least half a year. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This preaching conference is held once every six months to open the altar for the subordinate forces.

However, if it was just like this, it obviously had nothing to do with Cao Lingbao, an idle Taoist soldier, and he really didn't pay attention to it, but after the sermon ended, during the time when he was subordinate to the free visit to the Taoist masters, someone found Dong Yinghou.

That person was none other than the former Xuanfeng Mountain South Tieguanning Straight Road Chief.

This has a lot to do with Cao Lingbao.

"What, someone visited me?"

When Dong Yinghou heard that someone was looking for him, his first reaction was not to believe it, hell, there are still people who have found him, but since the person has already come, and he is also an acquaintance, his friendship is not shallow, and he can't do it to drive people away.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief!"

Ning Zhidao shouted a few words.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going this way, I'm out of shape. Dong Yinghou, who came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly led the other party in: "Please come inside." ”

"Teacher, is that the top ten Yellow Turban wrestler sword officers we saw last time?"

Suddenly, the Dao Tong brought by Dao Chang Ning Zhi spoke, that is, the Dao Tong who had a small episode at the Mountain Gate last time.

Daoist Ning Zhizhi seemed to have just found out, and looked over: "Sword Officer, why is he here, shouldn't he be at Daoist Ge Chang's?"

"Oh, he's my Dao soldier now, don't talk about this, please inside. ”

Dong Yinghou didn't talk about it in detail, it belongs to the rumors within the strategist's lineage, and it will hurt his face to say it, so it's okay not to say it.

"Yes, please. ”

Ning Zhidao nodded, and saw his Dao Tong's tangled appearance, looked at himself for a while, and then looked at the sword officer for a while, and then scolded with a smile: "You boy, you offended people last time, aren't you afraid that he will kill you, the teacher can hear that the Dao soldiers are very cruel." ”

"But, but the disciple just wanted to take a look, and he was stopped last time without taking a good look. ”

Dao Tong said a word, raised his head and looked full of longing.

Ning Zhidao's brows tightened, his face was a little unsightly, as if he was angry that his boy was so rude, at this time Dong Yinghou laughed, and said to the boy: "Okay, Daoist friends don't have to be like this, since the boy is interested, then go over there, anyway, the burrow doesn't need to be served by others, just let him go." ”

"This~~, not very good!"

Ning Zhidao looked hesitant.

"Haha, let's go, you can come and see me, I'm already very happy, don't worry about these sections, please inside. ”

Dong Yinghou couldn't stand it anymore, he was grinding and chirping like this, he was very unhappy, he didn't do anything, he pulled the other party's sleeve and entered the residence, and by the way, he gave the boy a convenient look and disappeared at the door.

The boy was overjoyed, arched his hand, and then ran to Cao Lingbao in a hurry.

On the other side, Cao Lingbao watched Ning Zhidao played by Wudang perform such a play, and felt a little relieved in his heart, his female disciple remembered himself after all, and he was worth believing.

At the same time, he also has a little interest in the little Taoist boy who came to him, and his acting is not bad at a young age, which is worthy of praise.

There is a saying that life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, and for this alone, Cao Lingbao gave Xiao Daotong a high score.

"Hello, Uncle Daobing, my Dao name is Qingyi. ”

Xiao Daotong came and smiled innocently: "We met last time, do you remember me?"

Cao Lingbao hugged his sword and didn't answer, this is the attitude he should have.

"Uncle Daobing, I heard that you are very powerful, aren't you? ”

Qingyi Daotong didn't give up, and said to himself: "I've heard a lot of legends from my uncle, such as a sword shaking the entrance, breaking into Yunyuan Pavilion alone, and desperately protecting the master's story, so admired." ”

Cao Lingbao still didn't answer, but wanted to see how this little Taoist child was.

But then Cao Lingbao found that he couldn't bear it, whether there was anything or not, or homely, the little Taoist boy in front of him chirped crookedly like pouring beans, and in an instant, he had the urge to drive people away, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that something was wrong.

It is true that some things talk about his experience, but more do not belong to him, but after careful consideration, I also found a suspicious point, maybe a line, yes, all the experiences can be connected, whether it is fighting alone, being injured, self-help, survival, etc., the complete connection, isn't it a person's experience over the years?

And the content in it is not my own experience, so who else can it be, needless to say, I also know, except for my own disciples, there can be no one else.

In an instant, Cao Lingbao suddenly realized.

A person's five or six years of experience, plus his own participation in it, although it is important, it is not the protagonist, how Cao Lingbao doesn't understand the meaning.

"I didn't expect that all these years Wudang didn't want to find an opportunity to contact me, but the opportunity is not easy to find, she has actually been paying attention to me, secretly struggling, but looking for no result, now it seems that I am angry with the little family spirit. ”

Understanding, Cao Lingbao's heart eased the betrayal of his disciple a little, and most of the estrangement between him and Wudang was eliminated.

"Heh, this little Taoist boy is good, and he also has a seven-trick exquisite heart, which is very powerful. ”

Looking back, Cao Lingbao was very satisfied with Xiao Daotong who was able to tell his teacher about his efforts over the years so skillfully, and regardless of whether the matter was true or not, it was just a set of rhetoric that was obviously not taught by others, plus Xiao Daotong's own description in many places was very incoherent, and there was a genuine admiration that could not be faked, which made his heart biased towards trusting one side, and his face softened slightly.

As soon as the thought moved, Cao Lingbao made a decision, and then said: "Okay, Qingyi, the ancestor knows that your teacher has paid all these years, you are very good, in this case, go back and tell your teacher, three days later, let her wait for me at the Wanyou Inn in the town at the foot of Panxian Mountain, and talk about the others." ”

Xiao Daotong was slightly stunned, his smile became stronger, and he chattered for a while, and left timidly under Cao Lingbao's pretended to be unkind.

"Wudang, you have accepted a good apprentice. ”

Shaking off the dust on his body, Cao Lingbao sighed in his heart, hugged the sword, turned around and looked around, after all, he was a Taoist soldier, and he still wanted the protector, otherwise the responsibility of dereliction of duty would fall, and there would be no good fruit to eat.

Don't look at the fact that life is comfortable now, and there is no need to fight and kill, that is only superficial, the high-level in the mainland will not underestimate the Taoist soldiers, you must understand that the Taoist soldiers are all former hostile figures who were arrested and refined, although the control methods are reassuring, but they are not absolutely trusting.

Supervision, investigation, and going back to the furnace every once in a while, these are all the norms, and Cao Lingbao is ambitious and understands the essence of enduring the calm and calm, so he survived.

If you don't come to the Daomen, you don't know the horror of the Daomen's forces, thinking about how you still want to use that Jidu to bring down the Daomen in the past, it's a joke no matter how you look at it, for example, the best proof now is that the Jimen can only live in Liangguo if they are suppressed by the Daomen, or they can only make some small moves in private to understand the difference between the two.

If Cao Lingbao really provoked the plan to succeed in the confrontation with the Daomen, once the plan was destroyed, tracing back to the source, there is no doubt that there is a great possibility that he will be found out, and the consequences can be imagined.

Death, that's for sure.

Compared with today's life, although it is hard, the plan to enter the Daomen is being carried out in an orderly manner, and the day will come to an end.

is also based on various considerations, Cao Lingbao obviously has many opportunities to escape, but he never leaves the reason, after all, if he leaves, he will definitely be included in the target of the Daomen's killing, and if he is single-handed, he is simply looking for death, and his life is taken away like this, how can he be willing, so he endured and endured, and did not dare to slack off, and persisted.