Bai Zeqing followed the Taoist priest so closely.

This Taoist priest has a straight posture, walks with the wind, and always has a faint fragrance of wood around him—if you ignore the tattered robe, the crumbling green bamboo hairpin on his head, and the long loose hair, he does have the appearance of a fairy.

Bai Zeqing thought wildly, and ran behind him panting. Fortunately, since he was a child, he has followed Brother Qi to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and his body is strong enough, otherwise he would have been left behind by this Taoist priest.

But he never thought that if this Taoist priest wanted to save her, how could he leave her on the road? However, this person just stuck her body to maintain her walking speed, and he would not slow down at all, and waiting, it really made Bai Zeqing tired enough.

After entering Yuanzhou City, the Taoist priest walked the streets and alleys without hesitation, and seemed to be very familiar with the terrain and streets of Yuanzhou City. But the streets they pick are relatively few people.

Bai Zeqing noticed that although he walked in a chic manner and was not slow, he never touched others. Even if someone accidentally bumped into him occasionally, he could instantly grab Bai Zeqing's collar and put it down.

For Bai Zeqing, it was only a momentary touch, but she couldn't help but glance back, and she was at least ten feet away from that person.

Bai Zeqing was frightened, and his eyes became more and more complicated when he looked at the Taoist priest.

Along the way, the streets and alleys of Yuanzhou are full of displaced people from the three cities of Xisha, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

Bai Zeqing passed by those homeless people in silence, watching the old man shrink in the corner of the wall and shivering, the child crying in the woman's arms, the woman just looked ahead with blank eyes, and her hand slapped the child's back mechanically, unable to give him a mouthful of rice food.

At this moment, Bai Zeqing suddenly understood what the master said: The war is chaotic, and the lives of the homeless people are as cheap as mustard. Only when Chengtang is strong and prosperous enough can this situation be avoided.

Cheng Tang is strong? Scold! Bai Zeqing withdrew her compassionate gaze with little affection. Her future now looks like the night is endless.

And the only ray of light she had at the moment came from a down-and-out Taoist priest she didn't know. And this light, for her, I am afraid that it will only temporarily illuminate the way of life under her feet, but it cannot illuminate the future.

However, she looked at the Taoist priest's flowing figure and the large and small holes flying in the wind behind the Taoist robe, and fell into deep thought.

I don't know which immortal sect this Taoist priest is? It seems, that is, a little—poor!

Speaking of cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao, when Bai Zeqing listened to his master's history, he also mentioned it as a joke.

Hundreds of years ago, there were many people in the world who wanted to ask the fairy gate, and there were once as many people as carp crossing the river.

Emperor Shengzu pacified the world, and in the year of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Shengzu was bent on recovering the lost territory, and for most of the year, he was in the border to conquer the horses in person, and most of the affairs in the court were weighed by the prince and the prime minister.

Although the treasury was not empty in those years, it was difficult to support the annual expeditions. The crown prince and the prime minister racked their brains just so that the soldiers were not hungry, and even the officials of the six ministries were all worried about where they had time to govern the Xianmen for military expenses.

As a result, the civil war was settled, the people's hearts were empty and unstable, and large and small sects sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The domain of a county is only ten miles and eight villages, from the east to the west, there are as many as 20 immortal gates, and for a time the charlatans are running around, rampant in the township.

What Zhang San and Li Si are the old kings next door, but there is no shortage of cubs in the family, all of them are sent to what sect to ask for immortals and ask, learn some tricks like "chest crushing stones", but I haven't seen anyone really ask for a name.

Later, even the mountain bandits who robbed houses couldn't help but come to get a piece of the pie, and listed the "Black Wind Village" and "White Tiger Gang" as "Qingxinguan" and "Xuantianmen", and then let the little minions practice tricks such as "taking things from the oil pot" and "swallowing knives and breathing fire".

Emperor Shengzu returned to Beijing from an expedition again, and saw that the villages and cities were lined with immortal gates, the farmland was barren, there were more people refining pills than cooking, and there were more people chanting sutras than farming, and the whole social atmosphere was simply smoky.

The people continue to cultivate like this, no matter how big the country he builds, he will have to win the country and not the country.

He suddenly lost his temper and scolded the prince, prime minister, civil and military officials, and then shouted that he wanted to arrest all these big and small "immortals", regardless of whether they were true or not, and they would all be assigned to the army.

The civil and military officials were frightened by this holy decree, and they kowtowed to death, lest the emperor offend the immortals and ruin the country.

The Holy Ancestor Emperor was also angry, scolding and scolding for such a holy decree, and he was also a little weak-hearted, after all, Cheng Tang Jianguo was inseparable from the Heavenly Oracle Division.

Fortunately, the civil and military officials still have brains, and the Holy Ancestor Emperor borrowed the donkey from the slope to take back his fate. After calming down, he hurriedly invited the Heavenly Oracle Division Protector Heavenly Master to come and discuss.

On the second day, the Heavenly Oracle Division divided a "Supervision Office", which was supervised and identified by the Heavenly Oracle Division and implemented by the Ministry of Rites. It is strictly forbidden for private sects to be established. The immortal gate of the Tang Realm is verified by the Supervision Department, certified by the Heavenly Oracle Division, and issued by the emperor in order to recruit disciples.

So far, after several years of tossing, inventory, and rectification, the people's enthusiasm for cultivating immortals has gradually weakened, and the neighborhood is far and near, I have never heard of anyone who really cultivated any famous hall, and after a long time, everyone will farm the land, and the sheep will be herded, and they will not daydream much.

Another hundred years have passed, and in the period of the first emperor, the folk practice of cultivating immortals is still lingering, and the madness has long passed. The first emperor was virtuous, emphasizing literature over martial arts, pursuing a rest with the people, and turning a blind eye to the liars in the name of cultivating immortals, and the people did not raise officials and did not hold them accountable.

In addition to the Heavenly Oracle Division, which has always stood on the side of the imperial power, Cheng Tang no longer has a sect of immortal cultivation that can be well known to the people.

The Master said that this is the inevitability of the development of history. The people take food as the sky, cultivating immortals is delusional, and eating enough is the present.

Bai Zeqing looked at the appearance of this Taoist priest, I am afraid that he is one of those people who are still delusional, no wonder he is so poor.

Passing through a few alleys and a bamboo forest, there was a road up the mountain, and the road was suddenly steep and difficult to walk, and Bai Zeqing fell.

She already had an injury on her leg, and Shicai tried her best to sprint with this Taoist priest, stumbling and falling during the run, and rolling twice before stopping, and then sat on the ground, the corners of her skirt showing blood.

The Taoist priest really stopped, and then frowned, although he didn't speak, the disgust on his face was obvious.

Bai Zeqing looked up at him and blinked, as if he didn't know what to say.

"To ...... Otherwise, Dao Chief, you take the first step...... "They are not familiar with each other, and it is not good for others to keep stalking and causing trouble to others."

"Huh? Gas? That Daoist Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze suddenly deepened a little, as if he had seen something extremely interesting in her.

Bai Zeqing was a little panicked by this look, and hurriedly looked down at himself: it was the coarse cloth skirt that was casually changed by the servant woman on the day of departure, except for being slightly dirty and there was blood on the skirt, it was featureless.

Gas what? I didn't mean to fall.

"Dao...... The Taoist chief ......, "Her appearance as a Taoist priest is not normal from beginning to end...... But also, in this world, who is a normal person who still cultivates immortals.

Suddenly, Bai Zeqing only felt a flower in front of him, and a faint wood fragrance struck, and he came back to his senses on the back of the Taoist priest.

In her exclamation, the Taoist priest stepped out again.