The night of Xiaozhu is hazy, at this time the snow stopped, the bright moon in the sky was revealed, the cold moonlight shone on the earth, the winter snow was cold, and by this light, I felt even more cold to the bone, and people couldn't help but shiver.

The old Taoist turned into a streamer, and in a flash, he landed in front of Xiaozhu, and then stepped in, and when he arrived at the door, a warrior saw it and hurriedly went up and saluted.

It is said that with supernatural powers and longevity, it may not be possible to cultivate obedient "daimyo", but it is easy to cultivate some wealthy families.

It's nothing more than finding someone at hand, giving support, and after a few generations, it is developed, and it is a cultivated family.

When Lao Dao saw it, he ordered: "Changchuan, you go to the study and get my box!"

"Hey!" Changchuan responded when he heard this, and ran quickly towards the study.

The old man took a few steps forward, opened the door, and after passing a corridor, he entered a room where there was still a fire burning and a stream of hot gas sprayed into the room.

I found a chair and sat down, thinking about things carefully, and at this moment, Changchuan's voice sounded: "Dao Chief, I brought the box." ”

The voice was respectful and low, and the old man said, "Yes, you come in." ”

The door opened, and a gust of wind poured in, Changchuan's face was a little blue from the cold, and he was holding a box in his hand.

When Lao Dao saw it, he waved his hand: "You sit in front of the fire to warm up!"

Ignoring it, he opened the box, revealing stacks of documents, and took out the next envelope and read it carefully.

After a while, he took out a document, bright red, and it was written in a cloud seal, even if it fell into the hands of the Fusang people, he couldn't read it.

Lao Dao folded it, stuffed it into an envelope, wrapped it in oiled paper, and said to Changchuan in front of the fire: "Take this letter, find this Middle Earth Daoist early in the morning, and give him this letter!"

"Hey!" Changchuan immediately got up, took the letter, carefully put it in his arms, and turned to retreat.

The document in this letter is the specific information of the seventy-two lives.

The Kurokawa shogunate ruled for 300 years, and gradually came to the troubled times, and the country Tsu God had a close relationship with the local samurai, and took advantage of this troubled times to expand the meaning, so he wanted to give a blow.

Lao Dao knocked on the table, thought, thought for a long time, gradually collected his thoughts, sat upright on the couch, and slowly settled down.

Lianyun Dao.The main peak here is the spiritual acupoint is in the right position, there is aura seeping out from time to time, as soon as the people of the void Dao approach, they fall in front of a hall, see that it is a ghost fairy real person, the Taoist boy on duty does not dare to slack off, and immediately introduces it into the hall.

Tongxu Taoist reasoned out, went inside, and saw a Taoist sitting upright, this Taoist looked strange, with a high crown and long sleeves, and hurriedly stepped forward to check the head: "I have seen the hall master." ”

The man smiled slightly and said, "I am no longer the hall master, so you don't have to be called that." ”

Tongxu Dao people felt uncomfortable, the underworld incident could not be suppressed in the end, and the sin was lowered, the position of the hall master was cut off, and he thought about it behind closed doors for three months, and at this time, Ling Xiaozi cut off the Dao brand, but it was even more chilling, and at this time he had to look at it again: "I have seen the real person of the spiritual sky!"

The Lingkong Daoist smiled faintly and said, "What are you doing today?"

"The disciple is incompetent, and he is restrained by the envoy of the Kunlun Dao Palace, but he let this Wang Cunye perform the path of seeking immortals. Tongxu Daoist said with some shame: "I wanted to tell me immediately, but the real person is in retreat, so I have waited until now." ”

The Lingkong Daoist pondered for a moment and said, "You tell me about the process." ”

"Yes!" Tongxu Daoist responded, told the ins and outs one by one, and finally apologized and said: "Not only did this person take the road to find immortals, but also made this person seize the position of the river god of Pingshan Bay, this position is not trivial, and we can't use many means." ”

The Lingkong Daoist was savoring these words, and when he saw him pleading, he smiled: "You, you're really confused. ”

"Yes, the disciple is confused. ”

Without waiting for the Void Daoist to salute again, the Lingkong Daoist said: "Saying that you are confused does not mean that you have done a bad job, but that it has already been done, and you still don't know it." ”

When the Tongxu Daoist heard this, he was really confused, and he looked at the Lingkong Daoist and wanted to explain.

The Lingkong Daoist was not in a hurry to speak, he was still chewing on the content of the report, and asked after a while: "Three tasks, the first is that there are evil gods raging on the North Sea Islands, the second is that the demons in the Jilei Mountains are rampant, and the third is to go to Fusang in the East China Sea to preach, right!"

"Yes!"

"Your idea is that the first and second things are nine deaths, but the third one is much easier, isn't it?"

"Yes, the disciple thinks like this, although the Fusang mission has a different god system, it is not easy to alarm them, as long as it spreads a region and builds a few Taoist temples, it can be said to be completed. ”

The Lingkong Daoist sighed and said, "So you are confused. ”

After a pause, he said: "It's no wonder that you, you still don't know these inside information, let me ask you, if Fusang is so easy, why hasn't anyone gone to proselytize in the past 200 years?"

Seeing that the Tongxu Dao people were dumbfounded, the Lingkong Dao people's eyes were gloomy, and they were very thoughtful, and they said for a long time: "You are also a ghost immortal, so it doesn't hurt to tell you now." ”

"Fusang is not a good land, two hundred years ago, there was a group of scattered cultivators who fled to Fusang, and colluded with Fusang ghosts and gods, I belong to Kunlun, and I didn't come back. ”

Hearing this, the Tongxu Daoist lowered his head and muttered for a moment, and smiled: "The real person is saying that he has gone and has not returned." ”

"No, this is just one item, but the most important thing is the surname of Dao, Fusang has a rebellious crime, this is Kunlun and even Daojun have a simile surname, I want to degrade Wang Cunye, it's just a mistake, not a crime, who doesn't have a mistake? ”

"But if you commit a crime and get a surname, you can't turn over for the rest of your life. ”

"Wang Cunye went to Fusang, don't care if the preaching is successful or not, even if the preaching is successful, it will be contaminated, has he come into contact with those rebellious and criminal ways? Does he sympathize with them? As long as he does not kill them as soon as they meet, he will be suspicious, and if he is suspicious, the light one will be degraded, and the serious one will be executed immediately!"

"It is estimated that Wang Cunye is regarded as an outcast, but he is much more ruthless than me. Speaking of this, the Lingkong Daoist smiled and stopped talking.

Tongxu Daoist is not a stupid person, thinking about it carefully, he was suddenly terrified.

That is to say, whether Wang Cunye has merit or not, even if he has great merit, he must be reviewed, and he was immediately convinced, knowing in his heart that this was the consequence of hitting the heavenly bell, and this move was an understatement, which led to Wang Cunye's death!

Seeing his expression, the Lingkong Daoist knew that he understood, and bowed slightly: "That's all for words, you go down." ”

Tongxu Dao people are more awe-inspiring, let you know the deep roots of wisdom, as long as one finger in the Dao Palace, you can be crushed, and now face this real person again, retreat, turn around and go out of the hall, the sleeves of the robe fluttered, haha smiled, and gradually went farther and farther away in the air.

The inn said that the room had been cleaned, the window paper was separated, the light was dim, and a wooden couch occupied half of the room, but the wooden couch on the ship was moved.

There were two chests under the bed, but there were a thousand taels of gold and a thousand taels of silver.

Wang Cunye looked at these, stunned for a while, and said that he had come back from meeting Lao Dao, but he had been uneasy, and after thinking for a while, a black light flashed, and a turtle shell appeared in his hand.

He put the turtle shell on the table to refer to the sword, and slashed his arm with a "whoosh", and blood gushed out.

At the moment, there was a large patch of blood on his hands, and he evenly smeared it on the black tortoise shell, and after doing this, he only stared at the tortoise shell and silently recited what he wanted to count.

The tortoise shell was stained with blood, making a "buzzing" sound, sucking all the blood in, and after a while, black and white qi emerged.

Wang Cunye stared at it and was shocked.

I saw that in the sky above the turtle plate, several gray and black qi rushed out, and only sporadic white was in it.

The tortoiseshell is strange, black is fierce, white is auspicious, black and white are mixed with blessings and misfortunes, and the tortoiseshell in front of him is even more dangerous.

Seeing the red point where the old road is located, there is a black gas spinning behind him, which is not good, and there is a faint black gas permeating his body, shrouding his own golden light.

Looking at the distance again, the qi pillar representing the Dao Palace was thick and large, spinning, but faintly gray, obviously not good for itself.

Looking at this situation, the forces behind this old way, even if they may not be hostile to themselves, are generally very unfavorable to themselves.

That's it, why is his own Dao Sect faintly gray, which seems to be very unfavorable to himself?

Human immortals are at the peak, the essence and blood are rich, and they last longer, Wang Cunye did not think about it, and first pretended to use these phosgene to stab at a little golden light.

I saw that the network connected by the golden light moved, but it didn't react much, but the golden light itself increased a little.

This calculation time is very short, and the first time is precious, the most accurate, Wang Cunye immediately drove the golden light that represented him, and pointed a little towards the Dao Palace.

I saw that the qi pillar of the Dao Palace was suddenly furious, turning from gray to black, turning into a black dragon, and chasing after it closely, and almost at the same time, Wang Cunye noticed that the qi pillar represented by the old Dao fluctuated for a while, and the black turned into gray.

Seeing this, Wang Cunye wiped his hand, and immediately returned to his original position, and then drove the golden light that represented him, and pointed a little towards the power represented by the old way.

The black qi of the old Dao representative was also furious, turned into a jiao, and devoured it.

looked at the qi pillar turned into the Dao Palace, but immediately a little gray qi dispersed, turning into a white qi pillar, faintly with an aura of closeness and acceptance.

At this moment, the blood dissipated, and the turtle shell automatically turned into a black light and entered the center of the eyebrows.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Cunye's flustered mood gradually calmed down, but this turtle shell reaction pointed out the way.

The forces behind this old Dao are hostile to the Dao Palace, so only by being an enemy of the old Dao will the Dao Palace gladly accept itself.

And the forces behind this old way are very stubborn, and even if they get closer, they will only turn from black to gray, and the end will be extremely miserable.

Fuso Shinto, on the other hand, is of great benefit to itself, and a small interception will not provoke a violent reaction.

When I thought about it like this, my whole mind suddenly brightened.

After being silent for a long time, Wang Cunye walked out of the room, stepped on the snow, walked back and forth, pondered carefully, and gradually, his eyes revealed a cold light.

Just now, luck reacted, but he regarded himself as fish.

I can find a way to find a way this time, but what about next time?

Only by representing one's own luck can the situation be reversed, and the luck of the person is the strength of the ten!

(To be continued)