Chapter 100, don't worry about the road ahead, look at the king's head

There is a legend in Yingzhou, in the ancient period of immortals lived nine old immortals, the days were unusually free, no foresight, no near worries, all day long is not chess and drinking, just talking and laughing, what immortal level, the depth of Taoism, see as light as white water, "happy like a fairy" in them to be played to the extreme.

Zhao Zhengli stood in the Sanqing Hall at the top of the main peak with his hands in his hands, looking at the sea of clouds through the waist-high white marble fence.

He swallowed and absorbed for a long time, and his mood did not calm down with waking up from the dream, but became more and more turbulent.

There was a third pot of "Drunken Immortal Wine" on the stone pillar next to him, he withdrew his gaze and stared at the wine pot in a daze, although the knot in his heart had been untied, why was his heart even heavier?

If in the past, he was still the carefree young uncle of Qingcheng Mountain, and he would be confused about his life experience when he was free, but he would not think too deeply, but now he knows everything and has witnessed the tragic situation of his father and mother.

How should this revenge be avenged?

Is it wronged, the debtor has the owner, and the Song family is the royal family? Or let him be buried together in this world?

In order to take revenge, if you ignore the people in the world, it seems that you also go against the heart of cultivation, and if you don't repay it, you will be ashamed of your ancestors.

Zhao Zhengli is very entangled, if he can't take revenge, what is the point of his own practice?

What he wants is to hold his destiny, protect the people he cares about, and let him be the king of a country, the leader of a sect and a faction, and he will not be shaken.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhengli was determined, and he once again overlooked the sea of clouds in Yingzhou, his eyes were resolute and extraordinary.

It's just that now the Dao becomes an immortal, breaks through the gate of heaven, and the moon in the water, and the flower in the mirror is so illusory, taking the great master who has reached the peak of the Tao today as an example, it is not worth the consumption of tens of millions of soldiers.

So in response to the old saying, there are no gods in the world, and the emperor is the sky. How strong a soldier is in his hands, how hard his life is!

It seems that this Li'er was overrealized by the old emperor of the Song family, and he was afraid that he would burst out of thin air with a second self, support the army and stand on his own, and cut off his beard halfway, so he formed today's trend of suppressing martial arts and promoting literature.

But he forgot that the army is the blade that guards the country, and if everyone in the world disdains to serve in the army, won't the country become a piece of paper?

Because of this, Zhao Zhengli seems to have anticipated something.

He looked in the direction of Qingguo from afar, and murmured surprisingly calmly: "It's time to take office!" ”

In the midst of his thoughts, his breath soared, like the anger of hatred, and like a sense of epiphany.

Sandao Changhong appeared in front of the Sanqing Palace, it was Yuan Daoren, Yiyuan Mountain Lord, and Donghua Dao people.

The three of them surrounded the plain-shirted young man in surprise.

The lord of Yiyuan Mountain opened the pot left over from the white marble pillar and tasted it, and wondered, "Didn't you participate in the fake?" ”

Then he looked at Zhao Zhengli in plain clothes, and glanced at him from a new look: "Could it be that it is really the reincarnation of heaven and man?" If you can peek into the heavens, the old Tao has spent more than ten years to see it thoroughly. ”

Yuan Chaoyang didn't know much about drunken immortal wine, but he only knew that a few days ago, the owner of Yiyuan Mountain patted his chest and asked him to plan to live for a year and a half.

It is said that the drunken immortal wine ordinary people can sleep soundly for several months after drinking a cup, and the monk has to be drunk for a day or two with a cup, and secondly, it depends on the qualifications, he gave Zhao Zhengli three pots of wine in one go, according to the amount of three bowls poured into one pot, and three cups of wine per bowl, no matter how qualified he is, twenty-seven glasses of wine, how much will he be drunk for a year and a half.

And now he only used six days, which is naturally surprising, counting, one bowl of drunk for one day, two pots of wine and six bowls, drunk for six days, nine times faster than those extremely qualified heavenly pride, which really opened everyone's eyes.

Seeing Zhao Zhengli's eyes looking left and right, the people of Donghua Dao understood and smiled: "Purple. Yang Daoren and his apprentice Ziyou Fairy returned to Penglai Island two days ago, his master and apprentice were extremely concerned about the little Taoist friend, and they all left messages, Ziyang Taoist said that he was destined to invite the little Taoist friend to Penglai as a guest, and the Ziyou Fairy said, after the matter at hand is over, he should personally find the little Taoist friend to make up for the regret of the short acquaintance of the seventh peak. ”

“……”

Zhao Zhengli listened to a burst of embarrassment, and couldn't help but think of the extremely elastic flesh of the slap, and now he recalled that the scene of the two scuffling stirred his heart.

A few people went down the mountain at about noon, Changhong stayed on the mountainside to watch the cloud pavilion, the white fog covering the mountainside has dispersed, and you can look down on a large area of green mountains and the sea.

Zhao Zhengli locked his gaze on the crowd of the Seventh Peak Shadow Shadow Wasteland, he naturally knew that it was the boatman guys.

Everyone was very busy, picking baskets with hoes in their hands, pulling weeds and clearing wasteland, plowing soil and planting vegetables.

Are you planning to settle down for a long time?

He turned his gaze to his senior brother Yuan Chaoyang in confusion, and the white-robed boy smiled brightly: "I thought you were going to be drunk and dreaming for a year and a half, and a few of us in Yingzhou could barely manage three meals a day, but the dozens of boatmen had a large amount of food and a large number of people, so they naturally had to take the initiative to make a living." ”

The owner of Yiyuan Mountain made a haha to cover up the embarrassment of his decision-making mistakes: "I thought that those rough men were horns who only ate but did not do it, but they knew that they could open up wasteland and farm land, and they could go into the sea to fish, and the fish sent to the mountain in recent days could not be eaten for three days, which really surprised Lao Dao." ”

Then he stroked his beard and revealed his shortcomings with a smile: "It looks like purple. Yang said, in addition to fighting, watching people and things belong to the layman! ”

He thought about it and was smug again: "But even if he is like a god, he can't win a fight, he can't win a drink, well, it's all for nothing!" ”

……

No one talked.

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The wind blew on the sea, the anchored giant ship raised its sails, the ship's horn shouted continuously, the long shirt and cloak on the shore watched the long journey away, and Yuan Daoren and the lord of Yiyuan Mountain stood in the void and said goodbye.

Li Zhanyi and Yu Xiaowei stood on the deck with reluctance, not only do they not have to worry about food and accommodation here, but even the thin aura of the outside world is as if they don't need money, just by exhaling and breathing, they can feel the slightest wisps of entering the body, if it is running and breathing, it is even more like a tide tank, which only makes people want to stop.

In the past six days, in addition to eating and drinking, the two of them basically closed their doors, and their cultivation could not be said to be thousands of miles a day, but there were also tens or hundreds of miles a day.

In terms of benefits, the two of them should be on top of the list, at least Yuan Chaoyang can see that the plump Emei Li Zhanyi has reached the peak of the grandmaster's middle grade, and the "younger brother and daughter-in-law" with a body close to perfection has also touched the threshold of the middle grade.

In terms of leisure, Yuan Chaoyang and his beloved wife Yang, the two were regarded as guests of Yingzhou, visited the Tiankeng stone milk that brewed drunken immortal wine, and visited the Taoist temple one by one, as for the drunken immortal wine, they also drank a few glasses, but the effect was very little when they reached that realm.

The only thing that made the group of boatmen rough men suffer, but they didn't feel the slightest bitterness for themselves, and even had the inexplicable pleasure of a fairy mountain vacation, thinking that the barren fields that the seventh peak had worked so hard to dig were indescribably difficult to give up.

If they don't have wives and children, they still have the heart to settle down, live in the sacred mountain, and be accompanied by immortals, and if they live more or less with "fairy energy", they may be able to live three or five hundred years old.

After all, they are laymen, they don't have a pure heart and few desires to that kind of realm, they are still fresh for three or five half a month, and they are not allowed to be tired after a long time, they want to be noisy on the dock, and they want to scratch their heads and make a posture in the dark alley.

Therefore, the rough guys resolutely abandoned the newly reclaimed wasteland in Yingzhou and decided to save up their strength to return to the worldly cultivation alley to make the "fertile fields".

The third pot of drunken immortal wine was taken away by Zhao Zhengli, and the lord of Yiyuan Mountain gave an additional Yingzhou "Jiuyao Wuji" in order to form a good fate, which is divided into three parts, two of which are for the heart and the next for the exercises.

The gift to Zhao Zhengli is naturally the first part of the mental method "Nine Breaths of Breathing", mainly to consolidate the foundation of true qi, true qi is the foundation of monks, Zhao Zhengli naturally does not mind being stronger, and he began to remember the practice that day.

When the giant ship sailed out of a hundred zhang, the originally vaguely clear Yingzhou Sacred Mountain suddenly blurred, and disappeared after only a few breaths, and all that came into view was the sea water bordering heaven and earth.

Those rough men who planned to remember the location of Yingzhou, their small abacus was completely shattered at this moment, and they changed the mentality of respecting heaven and goddess.

I don't know if the sea area on the return trip was Yuan Daoren's quiet means, or the Yingzhou Misty Formation had a miraculous effect, and the half-moon mileage actually arrived on the coast of the East China Sea in three or two days, directly bypassing dozens or hundreds of islands, and the East China Sea City didn't see a shadow.

Yuan Chaoyang himself was also confused, until he got off the boat in a daze, he saw a few inconspicuous charms pasted on the tail of the giant ship, and when he walked in, he saw that it was a talisman that shrunk into inches, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was the handwriting of the master of Yiyuan Mountain.

Yuan Chaoyang saluted to the head of the vast East China Sea, carefully tore off the talisman, gave a piece to Zhao Zhengli with a question mark on his face, and stored the rest in his sleeves, and then spoke: "This is a shrunken talisman into an inch talisman, cinnabar and talisman paper are extremely elegant, and the talisman written is full of rhyme. ”

Zhao Zhengli wondered: "How is it different from our talisman in Qingcheng Mountain?" ”

Yuan Chaoyang paused: "It's like the difference between a wooden stick and an iron rod!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Zhengli was even more confused, he added: "But it also depends on the ability to hold a wooden stick, if it is in the hands of a person with high merit, let alone a wooden stick, even if you pull out the grass and pick a leaf, you can easily break the iron rod." ”

"If you are at the same level, wooden sticks and weeds are naturally not iron rod opponents, so it depends on how to turn the sharp weapons in other people's hands into your own use, some are robbing, some are learning, and there are exchanges, just like this time when you go to sea in Yingzhou, this way and the senior brother in charge have discussed the preparation of such an exchange."

Zhao Zhengli couldn't help but ask, "What kind of category does senior brother belong to?" ”

The white-robed boy showed a mysterious smile: "All three are used, if you meet a reasonable person, you can change it, or learn it, if you don't want to be reasonable, you can grab it directly, if you can't win, you will create a momentum to confuse the situation, and then take the opportunity to start, in short, you won't stop until you reach your goal." ”

Zhao Zhengli showed a strange look.

Yuan Chaoyang glanced at it and said disdainfully: "There is an old saying that "in life, don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath." In the world, from the small to the comparison between people and to the social affairs of the country, they are staged all the time, ordinary people, not to mention the monks who go against the sky. ”

"As long as people and gods are not angry, you can try your best to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought to consolidate and build your own "Tao".

Zhao Zhengli nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not, for this senior brother who was more like a master, he would listen respectfully to him occasionally when he was admonished.

Yuan Chaoyang hurriedly added: "This way doesn't teach you to be a bad person, but just admonishes you to be honest, to be tactful, never soft on your enemies, and to be honest with your friends." After all, the rivers and lakes are like thick ink, and they can be dyed black on white paper. ”

"In this chaotic rivers and lakes want to seek the avenue, in addition to facing their own confusion, they also have to resist the punishment of heaven and earth, and they also need to guard against unpredictable people. Which of the great masters you've seen so far isn't an old monster? It's like the Du family and the North Shaolin, in exchange for the young temperament of the Dao, they will definitely take a detour to lift his nest and burn down the temple, the bigger the trouble, the better it will be to make a decision. ”

Zhao Zhengli nodded stunned.

Yang Guifen looked at Yuan Chaoyang, who had returned to his youth, and asked his little junior brother in an old-fashioned manner, and smiled for no reason.

Is this the old villain teaching the little badas?

Li Zhanyi and Yu Xiaowei were just walking on the side, listening to the truth that the words were rough.

Several people landed ashore and joined a group of officials and wagons under the reluctant gaze of the boatmen.

It was Wendeng County Commander Zhou Mo who greeted him with great fanfare, he was an old acquaintance with Xu Liang, the assassin of Qingzhou, and Xu Liang was the father of Xu Chen, the commander of the right army of Qin Fenglu.

This Wendeng County Order learned from his friend Xu Liang, plus the emperor issued an order to pardon the rebellious ministers, and posthumously named Zhao Zhengli as the captain of the Changning Army on Hedong Road, and the title of military attache of the fourth grade, he also has the support of Qingcheng Mountain of the Jianghu Sect behind him.

According to the trend, this "rebellious minister's widow" will definitely be prosperous in the rivers and lakes and temples in the near future, so it is not a drop for him to greet him personally.

It's just that this lieutenant of the fourth grade is too young.

The group naturally accepted the kindness of the county order, lived in the most extravagant courtyard, ate the most delicious ingredients, and enjoyed the most beautiful dancing.

Two days later, Zhao Zhengli began to go north to Hedong Road to take up his post, while Yuan Chaoyang and Yang Guifen did not accompany him on the grounds of traveling to the rivers and lakes.

He naturally knew that this was Yuan Daoren's use of another way to teach him to be alone. Stand.

Li Zhanyi wanted to go back to Emei, and the direction was different, so he separated in advance, but Yu Xiaowei, the young lady of the Yu family, who didn't know how to speak, was left.

Zhao Zhengli glanced at the more and more graceful beauty, although the two showed their affection, did not develop further, Zhao Zhengli already regarded her as a close relative, and did not want to bathe the wind and sand with him, so he said extremely twisted: "The wind and sand are big and there are many wars, so ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Xiaowei answered with a quick answer: "So we should share the ups and downs with you, right?" ”

Zhao Zhengli looked at the pair of sparkling eyes full of anticipation, and held back for a long time but didn't say the word "no"!

As soon as his eyes were closed, his heart was horizontal, and he nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.

The next moment, Zhao Zhengli only felt that he was being hugged by two slender and boneless things, followed by two soft and warm hutters close to his body, he subconsciously hugged his slender waist, the fragrant wind was blowing in his nose, his breathing was sharp, and his heart was inexplicably comfortable and steady.

For no reason, I remembered the sentence "Love the country, love the beauty even more!" ".

He hugged the beautiful woman in his arms tightly, looked at the north, and thought, "Don't worry about the road ahead, look at the king's head!" ”