It is said that the moon of the fifteenth is round and sixteen, but this year, the bright moon seems to be round in advance, and it is as big as a silver plate.

Mid-Autumn Festival, Yuan Ri, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, for the four major festivals, up to the court dignitaries, down to the common people, are extremely grand.

The same is true for monks, Uncle Zhao and Yuan Daoren have a yellow crown on their heads, cloud boots on their feet, and a wide-sleeved purple robe, this robe is called a French robe, inlaid with gorgeous pictures and texts such as gold and silver threads, and the loose sleeved robe means that the sleeves are full of goodness, inclusive of all things, and only seven Taoists wear the entire mountain gate, and the rest are yellow ring clothes, blue droads, and green coats.

When he arrived at the Qingdu Palace, Feng Zifeng, the head of the Daoist, was already in place, and the difference was that he wore a star crown on his head, and the purple robe he wore was more complex and gorgeous, with a fairy temperament; It's like the Nine Heavens Dao Jun descending into dust.

It was the head of this Taoist demeanor that did not have the slightest majesty in the eyes of the two old and young brothers, and was also looked at him by Yuan Daoren, who was also wearing a purple robe, with a victorious posture on his forehead.

Maybe the entire Qingcheng Mountain Gate couldn't imagine that the first and second people would be childlike and jealous of Uncle Xiao, including Uncle Xiao himself.

In order to ease the balance, the little senior uncle hurriedly took out the Shu embroidered brocade robe that he didn't have to give to Yuan Daoren in a hurry, and even if he showed that he hadn't forgotten the senior brother in charge when he went down the mountain, he said diligently: "How dare the senior brother forget the senior brother in charge." ”

The head of the Taoist twisted his beard and laughed: "Just say, how can you hurt the little junior brother in vain!" ”

Yuan Daoren beat his chest and paused: "Little junior brother, this is what you are wrong, I am a pot of wine and two pig's trotters for my senior brother, and I am a first-class Shu embroidered brocade robe for the senior brother in charge, don't you know that senior brother I love Shu embroidery in addition to wine and meat?" You're breaking my heart! ”

The advantage of the latecomer is very useful, and the head of the Taoist is very useful, and he happily accepts it: "It's okay, in the future, the old Taoist will often wear it in front of you, and you can also look at one or two." Then he grabbed the handle: "You said you opened a meat ring?" ”

Yuan Daoren immediately felt weak: "How can you, senior brother in charge, you heard it wrong!" ”

The two old naughty boys mixed two sentences one after another, completely losing their usual fairy family bones, and Cui Chengjiang, a fiery Wudao person, had not yet appeared before his voice came: "What! The little junior brother came back to prepare gifts for both of you, why didn't Lao Dao have it? ”

Gu Henglong, a three-way person, also took a stubble: "It may be that the two of us are too strict with the little junior brother, and he has a grudge!" ”

Even Pu Wei, who was indifferent to everything and did not fight, also said sourly: "Why is the bright moon not round this year?" ”

While speaking, three, five, and six Dao people appeared in the Qingdu Palace, the same purple robe, the same yellow crown, and the same cloud boots.

The 'culprit' Zhao Zhengli naturally didn't dare to slack off, and said busily: "How dare the little junior brother forget a few senior brothers, there are all of them!" ”

After speaking, he ran towards the front mountain in three or two steps, and soon took the Bijia sisters who held the "silk" to the Qingdu Palace, he himself carried a large bag of mysterious objects, and several Taoists saw that he brought two women full of doubts, although there were few pilgrims in the Qingdu Palace, but this time it was brought in by their little junior brother, which was somewhat difficult to say.

The Five Dao people took the lead in asking, "Little junior brother, are you a double cultivator specially brought to the Second Dao people?" ”

After speaking, he seemed to feel frivolous and inappropriate, and corrected: "Or is it for yourself?" ”

Sandao people also took advantage of the fire to make up for the sword: "Little junior brother, this is the achievement of your experience in going down the mountain?" ”

The Bijia sisters frowned coldly when they heard the first half of the sentence of the five Daoren, and the second half of the sentence was postponed, and they didn't have a good face at the beginning, thinking that Daochang Zhao was going to be given door rules on this full moon Mid-Autumn Festival, and Bi was gentle and gentle and hurriedly excused him: "Several old Taoist elders have misunderstood, and the Taoist chief has a life-saving grace for my two sisters, so he temporarily serves to repay the kindness." ”

After speaking, several Taoists from the Qingcheng faction showed strange expressions, and Zhao Daochang patted his head to correct: "Don't think about it, the pure kind!" ”

Biyu, who had a slightly cold temperament, added: "It's the two of us who are looking for death and life and have nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with the Taoist!" ”

Yuan Daoren stroked his beard and smiled evilly: "Good boy, it's a good boy!" ”

Sandaoren glanced at the brocade robe of the head of the house sourly: "It's really blue!" ”

There is a suspicion of deliberately finding fault without giving gifts.

This little junior brother unhurriedly unwrapped the package, and deliberately pretended to spill the tea leaves, which really hurt the hearts of Gu Henglong, the three people on the side, and completely forgot about education, and couldn't help but let out: "Oops! My dear, why are you so careless? ”

The little senior brother grinned with white teeth and took out a pot of brand-new tea: "The third senior brother likes to taste tea, and the little junior brother naturally remembers that this is a high-grade bamboo leaf green from Emei Heishui Temple, and the junior brother has spent a lot of effort!" ”

The corners of Gu Henglong's mouth cracked with laughter when he heard this, and he happily took the tea, full of joy: "Very good, very good!" ”

The Bi sisters on the side can see that this group of white-bearded old men are "robbing" their junior brothers.

Then Zhao Zhengli took out a porcelain jar and said to the five Daoren: "Fifth senior brother, this is not tea, I know that you like to tinker with pill charms, junior brother bought high-grade cinnabar in Chengdu Mansion, and I hope it will suit your appetite!" ”

threw a burden to Yuan Daoren and said with a smile: "How could you not prepare a Shu embroidered brocade robe for your senior brother!" ”

Yuan Daoren opened it, it was a brand-new brocade robe, the exquisite pattern was vivid, soft and silky to the hand, and he couldn't put it down and stroked it back and forth.

The Bijia sisters figured out the situation and gave a few old Taoist priests a good face, and put down the 'silk' they were holding, Zhao Daochang personally pulled down the silk, revealing a side of the seven Xuanlei Gongqin, and Pu Wei, who was still interesting to watch the lively Liudao people, suddenly felt a sense of lightning, and couldn't help but step forward to stroke the piano, and the aftermath surrounded, and said two words: "Good piano!" ”

The Bijia sisters said secretly; Nonsense, this cost several times the gift money, which directly made the little rich Taoist destitute.

Daochang Zhao presented it with both hands: "Sixth Senior Brother, this is for you, to repay you for teaching me the "Fearless Pill Method" over the years, it has added a lot to the experience of the junior brother. ”

Cui Chengjiang, a five-way person holding a cinnabar jar, was anxious when he heard this: "You kid didn't use the old Taoist to teach you "One Finger is Empty", and you can't look down on your senior brother? ”

The little junior brother responded: "It's used!" ”

After speaking, he did not forget to compare his fingers to cooperate, and this shaking made several Taoists aware of the clues.

Pulling his right hand and asking what happened to the black index finger, Zhao Zhengli reluctantly explained the experience of going down the mountain truthfully, except for the head of the Daoist and Yuan Daoren, the rest of the people were furious and threatened to destroy the Nanzhao relics, and finally fortunately, with the help of Emei, it was a blessing in disguise, but since then, the Qingcheng faction seems to owe Emei a favor.

This righteous argument was terminated by the head of the Daoist, and Zhao Zhengli introduced the Bi family sisters and arranged two more seats.

As a senior brother, he will naturally not accept a gift from the junior brother in vain, as a return gift, the head of the family will take the lead in giving back a 'purple. Yang Sword', this sword is thirty-two inches long and three minutes, covered with purple dark lines, folded and forged by purple gold steel, it is the famous sword of Feng Zifeng in the early years of the head, it is not a peerless divine soldier, but it can also be ranked on the weapon spectrum, with the retirement of the head, it also disappeared on the weapon spectrum, becoming the "hidden weapon" list.

Yuan Daoren also taught the "Yin Yang Dao Method" that was improved after the Great Grandmaster's realm, although the three thousand avenues were different, it also allowed him to absorb the essence of the Dao Method.

Sandaoren didn't have much experience to teach, and he didn't have weapons to give, so he gave him the "Tai Chi Sixty-four Styles" that he learned from his trip to Wudang ten years ago.

There are many things in the five realms, and there are countless pills of all kinds, although they are not comparable to the Dragon and Tiger Pill, but they have a miraculous effect on internal and external injuries, he hurriedly picked one or two bottles to give away, and also gave some miscellaneous pills such as smoke pills, explosive pills, and sweat pills that he messed around.

The six Dao people even directly took out the "Guiyi Immortal Decision", which was the original of the "Guiyi" that he painstakingly comprehended, and used the spirit to imprint the most primitive "Fearless Pill Method" and "Guiyi Sword".

This is like Pu Wei, a person of the Six Daoists, who offered his "path" for his enlightenment, although the Tao of other Taoists also passed on his enlightenment, but it was not as thorough as that of the Six Daoists.

Where does Zhao Zhengli dare to take it, although the three thousand avenues are different, but they are also unique, if he realizes "one together", wouldn't it be cut off his Pu Wei's path, and he will not be able to set foot in the realm of heaven and man for life, so honest only to find an heir, the six Dao people Pu Wei is only in his early thirties, obviously not to find the mantle to inherit.

Zhao Zhengli repeatedly refused, and finally only understood "Guiyi Sword" and returned the original.

The Bijia sisters were shocked by the generosity of several senior brothers, and the two sisters came to be witnesses, no wonder this Zhao Daochang is so perverted, but with these five or six senior brothers teaching since childhood, how bad can it be?

In fact, they didn't know that these gifts were all because Zhao Daochang was about to enter Beijing, and several senior brothers gathered to discuss giving away self-defense, and in the first ten years, they didn't give any gifts outside of their bodies except for supervising his practice, otherwise how could Zhao Daochang go down the mountain empty-handed?

Zhao Zhengli accepted the whole process, people were already stunned, these return gifts are so valuable, why haven't they been enlightened for more than ten years? But at that time, there was no money, and I had to tie up with my senior brother Yuan Daoren to gnaw a pig's trotters, and it was shabby to think about it, but now it seems that this money is really a good thing.

After the exchange of gifts, everyone entered the table one after another to admire the moon.

The head of the house wears a star crown in the first place, and the rest of the Taoist people sit on the east and west sides, each table has pastries and fruits, as well as the unique vegetarian Ramadan moon cakes of Qingcheng Mountain, each table is equipped with a small pot of osmanthus stuffed, it is better than the fragrance, the entrance is sweet and not strong, the aftertaste is fragrant, and it is deeply loved by the Bijia sisters.

After the unitary time, it was just dark, the bell spread all over the secluded mountains, and the Qingcheng faction entered the moon sacrifice ceremony, except for Qiu Liang, the four people who had not returned from the outside training, and the remaining six were all gathered. As in previous years, he went to Qianshan to worship the moon, admire the moon, and worship the moon with the younger disciples, and each spoke some Taoist dialects similar to officialdom. After nagging, let the disciples of the sect stay, most of them choose to go down the mountain to watch the lanterns, watch the performances, and eat delicious food, after all, the mountain sucks the nine clouds, and the mountain has the fireworks in the world, and the festival naturally has to go to the world.

The young uncle also wanted to go down the mountain to have fun as in previous years, but this time it was different from the past, and he was brought back to the Qingdu Hall by several Taoists with both soft and hard methods.

There is no other reason, it is this little junior brother who is about to enter Beijing, and he wants to give this unruly 'little devil' a formal lesson before leaving.

The Bijia sisters are exquisite, and naturally know the inconvenience of staying, so they found a reason to go down the mountain to the Mid-Autumn Festival with the smell of fireworks in the world.

The little uncle of the Qingdu Hall tasted the moon cakes like chewing wax, and the heart of the previous gift was also immersed, looking up at the bright full moon and suddenly feeling that the Mid-Autumn Festival this year was gone.

Several Taoists saw it in their eyes, but for his long-term consideration, they still gave him various admonitions, saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, that is, let him be a low-key person. Just like when Yuan Daoren had a conversation with him, he warned that the rivers and lakes are deep, and the temples are deeper than the rivers and lakes and the four seas, and there is no bottom.

For several Taoists in the rivers and lakes, they may dare to pat their chests to impart experience, but they have no experience in the temple.

All this was obviously expected by Yuan Daoren and the head of the Daoist, but in the end he was still not at ease, and the repeated words were explained and explained.

Perhaps because temples are not like rivers and lakes, there can be no happy enmity, no escape, and no too profit-seeking.

Controlling temptation and insight into killing opportunities is more thrilling than a nineteen-way chessboard.

In order to give the little junior brother more protection, several senior brothers took out their housekeeping skills, up to the cultivation and understanding, down to the sophistication of the people, and whether he wanted to listen to it or not, they all poured out their pockets, and even argued about the problem, so that the little uncle had nothing to love, and he was full of nostalgia for the cheerful Mid-Autumn Festival in the past.

The five old men besieged the little uncle until midnight, and Zhao Daochang returned to the house in a daze, full of ways to behave in the world, the courtesies of officials and ministers, and there were still arguments and rebuttals in his head until he went to sleep.

He never thought that the six people who were silent and empty of everything talked so much, and the three people who were strict on weekdays; The impatient Five Realms are so meticulous; Even the senior brother in charge and Yuan Daoren rarely scolded him for not being serious.

Zhao Daochang didn't fall asleep this night, he was thinking about a question, the temple is really so terrible?

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is destined to be unforgettable for him, because he didn't eat Yafeng Village pastries and wine, and he didn't enjoy the lantern show.

The next day, the sun rose on time as usual, everything was as usual at the mountain gate, the only difference was that there were two more beautiful women, who ran back to the mountain during the day to boil medicine and soak in the little uncle, and returned to the front mountain pilgrim courtyard at night to live temporarily.

Soon the Qingcheng faction spread the news that the little uncle took the maid back to the mountain, naturally some people didn't believe it, but the facts speak louder than words, and it was obvious to all that the two beautiful women ran around the two mountains every day, cold as frost to outsiders, but they were considerate to the little uncle, so that the Taoist priests above and below the mountain gate were not only envious or envious, as for jealousy; No one dares to have it yet, after all, Uncle Xiao's fists are too hard.

Time flies, in addition to being taught by the five Taoists every day, Daochang Zhao spends most of the rest of his time taking a tea oil sulfur bath in the back mountain, refining the Gu poison in his body, and soaking it all day long, making his right index finger more and more pitch black, and his body gradually adapts to the Gu poison, and he also begins to increase the speed of Gu poison overflow, which may shorten the overall refining time.

Early August 20; He officially bid farewell to Qingcheng Mountain and entered Beijing, because it took a lot of time for more than 1,000 miles along the way, there was no grand ceremony, and there were no tears in his eyes, what the five Taoists should have said a few days ago; The confession was repeated hundreds of times, and when he went down the mountain, it was extremely quiet, and the Taoist priests who accompanied him up and down the mountain gate sent him to the mountain gate, and waved his hand reluctantly, seeing him get on the carriage when he returned and go down the mountain again.

This time I entered Beijing for a future; I don't ask about the return date, but I hope that the little brother is safe!

That's enough!