Sitting on the boulder at the entrance of the villa, looking at the sparkling silver star river in the distance, and the large sea of flowers in front of you. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia Lin threw a pebble from time to time, and after finishing his cultivation every day, he would come here to take a look.

Qing Yang is naturally indispensable next to him, even Ming Pei and Liang Feiying are there today, and Zhao Hao finally came out of the palace.

"Senior brother has been gone for so long, I don't know what the situation is?" Qingyang held his chin in his hands and squinted at the sunlight between the leaves.

"Since the news of Wukong came back, it seems that he has completely disappeared!" Jia Lin threw a small pebble weakly, and then said in Qingyang's words.

"Okay, you two don't think about it, since Senior Brother Qin Shuang dares to let Senior Brother Zihong go, then there will definitely be no problem!" Liang Feiying knocked on the heads of the two of them and put on the posture of his senior sister.

Touching his head, Jia Lin was very dissatisfied with this kind of behavior, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, because Qingyang around him also liked this from time to time.

On weekdays, Liu Zihong is not only a senior brother, but also takes care of the upper aspects of life.

After leaving suddenly, after so many days, I still felt very uncomfortable, and I ran here to watch when I had the opportunity, hoping to see the vigorous figure of the jade lion in the night.

At this time, after Liu Zihong went around in a big circle, it was only half a day's journey from Bay City, and he changed into a black boy's suit, looking heroic.

The couple who met two days ago tried their best to inquire about Liu Zihong's origins, and if he hadn't been vigilant, he would have almost died.

So much so that in the next two days, Liu Zihong pretended to be deaf and dumb, and almost did not deal with cultivators, whether it was eating or lodging, he was in a hurry.

Smoothly appeared here without any trouble, making him sure that his decision to take a detour was the right choice.

There is a Taoist temple on the hillside not far away, even if it looks like it is in tatters, there is a weeping willow at the door, swaying in the wind.

After taking a photo, the night jade lion walked towards that side, the mottled walls, even the handle on the gate were rusty, and the grass was on the side of the steps.

There is a plaque hanging on it, and you can barely see the three words of Liu Yueguan, of which half of the words are left.

Inside the half-hidden gate, an old dog whose hair was about to fall off was lying there lazily, disdainful of Liu Zihong at the door, and didn't even blink his eyes.

Gently pushing the door open, there was a heavy creaking sound, and the wind rolled up the fallen leaves, but there was still no sound.

After entering the courtyard, I finally saw the owner of the Taoist temple, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard, and the wind was turbid, sitting alone in front of a chessboard, on which dozens of chess pieces were densely dropped.

For Liu Zihong to come in, it seems that he was not aware, if he didn't feel the vitality of the other party, Liu Zihong would have thought that he had already sat down and ascended to heaven.

"Passing by Guiguan below, begging for saliva to drink, there is a lot of disturbance, and I hope that the Taoist will forgive my sins!" Liu Zihong bowed respectfully.

The old Taoist priest finally raised his head, and those eyes fell on Liu Zihong, making him feel a little dizzy in an instant, but fortunately, he disappeared quickly.

It's like a bottomless abyss, or as deep as the dark night sky, and it's easy to fall into it.

"It's been eighty years, someone has finally arrived, it seems that the poor road is finally going to get out of the predicament!" Yu Yu sighed, and the chess pieces and chessboard in front of him, with the sigh of the old way, instantly turned to ashes, and dissipated on the ground with the wind, and could no longer be seen.

Slowly standing up from the ground, he could hear the sound of bones, and his gray hair began to quickly return to black, and by the time he stood up, it had turned black and shiny.

The wrinkles on his face disappeared, he looked like he was in his twenties, he was definitely a peerless Taoist priest, and his skin was even better than Liu Zihong.

Hell, Liu Zihong rubbed his eyes, he was still a young Taoist priest, standing in front of him with a smile, and there was a bit of an old-fashioned appearance between his eyebrows.

"Senior..."Liu Zihong opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

"It's a long story, since you and I are destined, Poor Dao will have a good chat with Shaoxia, please!" The wide sleeved robe waved, making a gesture of invitation, and the figure has taken the lead in entering the Taoist temple.

With the breeze sweeping by, the dust accumulated over the years was emptied, and the room suddenly became refreshing.

The old dog also appeared lazily at the door, and saw that the Taoist priest continued to lie on the door to bask in the sun, and no longer paid attention to the two of them.

The coffee table made of purple trembling wood, on which is a fine purple clay pot, it is estimated that if you take out a cup for auction, you can renovate the entire Taoist temple.

The Taoist priest made tea like a cloud, which made Liu Zihong feel surprisingly quiet in his heart, and when the fragrance of tea came to his nose, the whole person felt refreshed, and there was no longer any sense of irritability.

"Young heroes often ask how this Dingshen tea tastes!" Like golden-colored tea leaves, floating on the turquoise water, it looks like people swallowing saliva.

"Then you're welcome!" Liu Zihong reached out and pinched the tea cup, and took a small sip in his mouth.

In an instant, I felt a strange feeling, which spread along the meridians to all corners of the body, and the part-time job was to eat ice cream in the summer and wear a cotton jacket in the cold winter.

After a long time, I came out of the trance, and when I looked closely, I didn't know when there were only three golden tea leaves left.

The Jiuyang Divine Skill, which had already reached its peak, had changed again, and the Jiuyang True Qi in the meridians and dantian had become more viscous, and the energy contained in it became more and more pure.

"Congratulations to the young man!" the Taoist priest clapped his hands and casually filled him with another glass.

"I have the fate to drink the Taoist Changling Tea, I don't know how to thank it!" Liu Zihong also sighed, a small pot of tea has such a great effect.

"Since there is fate, what words of thanks, this is just my master, in order to make the disciples in the sect better practice, cultivated for everyone to drink, and it is not a treasure!" said the Taoist chief and picked up the teacup and drank it by himself, and it was no different from drinking boiling water.

After a few polite words between the two, they quickly entered the topic, judging from the expression of the Taoist priest, it is estimated that it is another meaningful story, but it is generally favored by others, so listen to what the Taoist priest wants to say.

After two cups of tea, the tiredness and dust of a few days were swept away, and even Wukong, who was not in good spirits, began to be in good spirits, and was just ready to jump around.

When he turned around and saw the lazy old dog, he immediately ran into Liu Zihong's arms in fright, and occasionally probed his brain to take a look, but he didn't want to come out.