"First, if you can, leave a person in my Qing microcosm, at least the smoke supply before the Sanqing statue can't be stopped, every fifteenth day of the first month, the incense in front of the old Taoist mound can't be broken."

"Yes."

"Second, help bring up the manuscripts of those novels in the poor road, and there are some things in the poor road that are still in the Taoist temple and need to be retrieved."

"Yes."

"Third."

"Forget it, there is no third, there is a poor and lonely person, how can there be so many requirements."

When the words fell, Jiang Yuan turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple:

"If Yang Jushi doesn't worry about poverty, he can follow."

When Yang Hong heard this, he immediately stopped his right foot that he was about to lift:

"We are naturally trustworthy to Daoist Jiang, Daoist Jiang, you are at your convenience, we are waiting for you at the door of the Taoist Temple."

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he smiled and waved his hand, and then entered the gate without looking back.

Light the cigarette in front of the Sanqing statue, and burn the pillar incense in front of the old road.

After a while, Jiang Yuan, who had finished sorting out everything, walked out of the view.

"Daoist doesn't bring any luggage?"

"What? You'll have less poor clothes there? ”

"Naturally not."

"Isn't that it?"

"Since poor clothes are indispensable, why do poor people bring so many things?"

With a sassy smile, Jiang Yuan walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Let's go, it's not easy for you in the morning."

"Uh, Daoist, are you going in the wrong direction?"

"Huh?"

"This way, please."

Yang Hong didn't explain, and after stretching out his hand and leading towards the road up the mountain, he took the lead in walking towards the mountain.

Shrugging his shoulders, Jiang Yuan immediately followed.

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"Hey, Daoist Jiang, are you still climbing the mountain after your morning exercise today?"

"Collect the style and accumulate some inspiration for the next work."

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"Jiang Daochang, when will the Qing Micro Open the door, we will also give the Sanqing Patriarch a pillar incense."

"The Qing microcosm is the concept of descendants, and it is not open to the public, if the layman is a believer, then the heart is sincere."

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"Jiang Lao Dao, I am your fan, Taoists say that meeting is fate, you see I ran from Beijing to Hangzhou to travel, and I met you on the first day of going up the mountain, is this the so-called fate?"

"The fate of the strong struggle is naturally also the fate."

"Since there is fate, then Lao Dao, can you add a supporting role to me in the next book? I really can't accept it. ”

"You know, I'm a big fan of yours, and those six books you wrote can hang by my bedside and read them every night."

"Then you can summarize the six books I have written in one sentence."

"Ugh."

"Can't think of it? You're a fake fan, you don't have a part in the trick. ”

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Along the way, there were still a lot of passers-by in the first half, and after seeing Jiang Yuan, they would more or less say hello to him.

But as you keep moving forward, you will encounter fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

Until now, Jiang Yuan had not encountered pedestrians for nearly half an hour.

"Here we are."

In front of a mossy cliff, Yang Hong, who was in the lead, stopped moving forward, and then turned around to look at Jiang Yuan:

"Daoist Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

As soon as the words fell, he reached out and pressed into the hollow of the tree beside him.

The next moment, the bottom of the rock wall parted from both sides, revealing a passage that could accommodate ten people in parallel.

The passage was brightly lit, and many people were already waiting.

The leader was also wearing a robe.

"Uncle Wang, why are you here?"

After seeing Lao Dao, Jiang Yuan was naturally extremely surprised.

Wang Shouyi, one of the elders of the Daomen, is the one with the highest seniority.

I don't know what kind of heart the government has, if the old Taoist went to the temple to find himself just now, where did so many things come from?

"Not for you kid."

"Hmph, you kid has caused a lot of trouble for our Daomen, I have to come over and watch you quickly, and save you from making any more moths."

He said blaming words, but the tone was a little proud.

"Uncle Shi, what happened?"

"Now is not the time to speak, you come with me first."

"You go to guard the microcosm, and not a single grass or tree in the view is allowed to be damaged."

"Yes."

After Yang Hong saluted Wang Shouyi, he led the other two towards the road they had come.

After Jiang Yuan entered the passage, the rock wall behind him, which was three meters thick, also closed silently again.

"Uncle Shi, now..."

"Don't talk, when you get to the place, everything will naturally tell you, and now it's useless for you to ask, I just won't say."

Then, under the leadership of Wang Shouyi, Jiang Yuan took the underground high-speed railway, transferred to the underground military aircraft, and even entered a small submarine, and then transferred to the underground high-speed rail after leaving the submarine......

After tossing and turning, he finally came to a well-guarded military camp.

"See what that place is?"

After exiting the underpass, the sun was already setting in the west.

But Wang Shouyi pointed to the mountain peak hidden in the clouds and mist under the eyes of the heavily armed guards.

"You know, I've never been to a few places in my life, except for Kunlun and Longhu Mountain, how can I know what kind of place this lofty mountain is?"

"Heh, this place is Huashan, that peak, we call it Siguo Cliff."

"Thinking about the cliff? Isn't that a fictional part of my novel? I've never heard of this attraction in reality. ”

"Could it be that Huashan Scenic Area saw that my book was selling well, and then made a similar attraction to sell tickets?"

"But that's not right, wasn't Huashan under the control of the military two years ago?"

Jiang Yuan said as he looked at the mountain peaks in the distance.

As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

"Thinking about the cliff?"

"Yes, think about the cliff."

Looking at Wang Laodao's meaningful eyes, Jiang Yuan only felt that his head was blank for a moment.

"Remember, that's the place where Siguo Cliff and Ling Hu Chong practiced the Wuyue Sword Technique and Dugu Nine Swords."

As if he was afraid that Jiang Yuan would not be hit hard enough, Wang Laodao repeated the origin of the cliff before stepping forward.

Mechanized followed Wang Laodao's footprints, and within a few moments, he was taken to a huge conference room.

"Uncle Zhang."

Longhu Mountain, Zhang Tiandao, and Zhang Tianshi were facing away from Jiang Yuan at the moment, looking at the projection on the wall.

And the projection on the wall is Jiang Yuan's half-life.

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'Jiang Yuan, male, 30 years old, born in the autumn of 1985, was abandoned by his biological mother before the Qing micro, was adopted by Jiang Jiu of the Shangqing Sect, named Yuan, has a long history. ’

Later, he was accepted by Jiang Jiu as a personal disciple, and at the age of sixteen, he received the true urn of the Daomen, and was a registered disciple of the Daomen, and the Taoist name was Daoxuan, also known as Jiang Daoyuan, Jiang Daoxuan. ’

'At the age of eighteen, Jiang Jiuyu has been inherited, inheriting the Qing microcosm, and the veins of Hangcheng have been 12 years so far. ’

At the age of 20, he wrote the book "Smiling Proud Jianghu", which sold 99 million copies worldwide. ’

At the age of twenty-two, he wrote the book "Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon", which sold 157 million copies worldwide. ’

'At the age of twenty-three, he came into contact with live broadcasting, and since then, he has been broadcasting live every day without special circumstances. ’

At the age of twenty-four, he wrote the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which sold 260 million copies worldwide. ’

At the age of twenty-five, he wrote the book "The Condor Heroes", which sold 210 million copies worldwide. ’

At the age of twenty-six, he wrote the book "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", which sold 170 million copies worldwide. ’

At the age of twenty-eight, he authorized the TV copyright of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" of Huaxia Media Institute, and the TV series was released in the same year, breaking the ratings record. ’

At the age of 30, he wrote the book "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", which was completed in three months, and was published in one month and fifteen days, with a total of 33 million copies sold. ’

During this period, he donated 16.3 billion yuan in cash in the name of Daomen to the major mountainous areas to repair bridges and pave roads, build schools, and recruit teachers. ’

'Gave 5.6 billion in cash to Daomen for the purpose of revitalizing Daomen. ’

In the name of Daomen, he donated various materials to the disaster area, with a total value of 7.6 billion. ’

On weekdays, in addition to practicing boxing and writing monasticism, he occasionally goes out to visit friends or go down the mountain to the hospital to provide free medical treatment to various patients. ’

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