Jiang Ziya is already eighty years old, and if he is a layman, such an age is considered a long life.

But for him now, eighty years seem like a snap of a finger.

He has been in Kunlun Mountain for more than 30 years, and it is difficult to become an immortal, but fortunately, Yun Zhongzi told him about the Jade Void Method in detail, and told him to abide by the rules after going down the mountain, so that he could become an immortal.

The person Jiang Ziya respects the most is naturally Yuan Shi Tianzun, followed by Yun Zhongzi.

But since he entered the world, he has never seen Yun Zhongzi again.

Over the years, he was first busy becoming an immortal, and then followed Ji Chang to Xiqi.

In the past, when he escaped from the five levels, Lei Zhenzi came to answer him, and after Jiang Ziya knew that he was from Zhongnan Mountain, he appreciated him more and more.

Now that Lei Zhenzi has gone down the mountain to respond to the robbery, Jiang Ziya treats him as a nephew.

No, Lei Zhenzi escorted Wucheng Wang's family to Xiqi, and Jiang Ziya cared for him in every way.

"Not long after you left, why didn't you return to Zhongnanshan, but escorted King Wucheng to Xiqi?"

Jiang Ziya sat in the main seat of the lobby of the Prime Minister's Mansion, looked at Lei Zhenzi and said.

How dare Lei Zhenzi tell the truth, if he leaked the matter of Yun Zhongzi being driven down the mountain, he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

"Uncle Qiqi, I was about to return to the mountain that day, but I received a message from my master in the middle of the road, ordering me to go with Senior Brother Nezha to save King Wucheng.

Although I am not talented, I also know that the virtuous king is loyal and righteous, even if I turn around and go to the Cloud Pass."

Lei Zhenzi improvised and said so.

"Which senior brother's disciple is Nezha?"

Jiang Ziya has practiced in Kunlun Mountain for more than 30 years, and he can really know the senior brothers, that is, Antarctic Immortal Weng, Yun Zhongzi and Shen Gongbao.

He hadn't even met the Twelve Golden Immortals a few times, let alone his disciples.

"He's a disciple of Master Taiyi."

Lei Zhenzi was not impatient at all, and his attitude was unusually correct.

"I know that you are extraordinary, and it will not be difficult to take down Yuhua.

But how did you take Wucheng Wang Jiaxiao through the three levels of Cloud Piercing, Boundary Cards, and Bishui?"

Jiang Ziya took a sip of tea and asked with a smile.

At this moment, he is not at all like the prime minister of Xiqi, but more like a layman who cares about his younger generations.

"Nezha and I took Yuhua and wanted to kill him.

But when I thought about it, he was a disciple of Yu Yuan, and if I killed him, I would definitely lead his master here.

This time I wanted to save King Wucheng from Xiqi, I didn't want to have much trouble, so I suppressed Yuhua with a magic weapon.

Chen Tong, the chief soldier of Chuanyun Pass, has been killed by Senior Brother Huang Tianhua, and Jiepai Pass is the lair of the old general Huang Roll, these two levels are empty, so it is naturally better.

Only Bishui Pass is heavily guarded by Han Rong, and although the disciples are not afraid, they are worried about the small damage of the Wucheng Wang family.

So I came up with a plan, borrowed eight or nine Xuangong to turn into the appearance of Yuhua, and did not urge his mount, only found a horse and went to Bishui Pass.

Han Rong saw that I didn't ride the fiery eye beast, and I didn't see the three thousand soldiers and horses, so he just thought that Yu Hua had been robbed and fled back, and he didn't get suspicious, so he put me into the city to hear the news."

Lei Zhenzi said this, and smiled slightly.

"In this way, it is easy for you to deceive and open the city gate, if you cooperate with Nezha again, you can indeed ensure that King Wucheng's family passes."

Jiang Ziya suddenly realized when he heard this, when Lei Zhenzi came to help Wuguan in the past, he had been hit by the Blood Transformation Divine Knife and fainted on the ground, so he didn't know that Lei Zhenzi had this mystical skill.

"It's a pity that the disciple doesn't have the ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, otherwise he would have asked his uncle to send troops to meet him in advance, and he would have been able to pocket Bishui Pass without much effort."

Lei Zhenzi said, still a little uneasy.

He and Nezha escorted Huang Feihu's family out of the customs safely, if there were only a dozen people, it would be okay to say.

But King Wucheng led 3,000 generals to escape, and collected the old departments along the way, and almost emptied Daddy's Huangluan boundary card.

In this way, this team is indeed extremely large, otherwise he would have already sent them into Xiqi with Nezha by means of escape, so why would he have to hold Han Rong hostage to get out?

"It doesn't matter, the death of Xingzhou is a number of days, even if you don't get the Bishui Pass today, you can take it down one day."

After Jiang Ziya became an immortal, he did have a lot of confidence.

Back then, he also bent his waist for five hundred gold, but now he is a very powerful minister, and he will no longer be bothered by money.

But he didn't know that if the world was really based on the number of days, he might never become an immortal.

"What Uncle Shi said is extremely true."

Lei Zhenzi didn't believe in the so-called number of days.

Who let his master always say that he should give birth to a pair of meat wings in his life, and the long blue-faced fangs are quite terrifying.

But now he looks at himself in the mirror, and he feels that no one in the world can compete with him.

"What are you going to do with Yu Hua after you captured him?"

Jiang Ziya gathered his thoughts and asked about business.

As Lei Zhenzi said, if he kills Yu Hua, Yu Yuan will definitely come to seek revenge.

This guy has the incorruptible body of King Kong, and now it would be okay if he was still in the realm of heavenly immortals, if he had become a golden immortal, it would be really a bit tricky.

The secular military generals have practiced to the peak, and they can also make a few moves with the cultivators who have not become immortals, but if Yu Yuan goes out, he will not be able to find anyone who can fight against him in the Xiqi camp.

Yu Yuan is a disciple of the three generations of the sect, and if he wants to send a helping hand, he will naturally be a disciple of three generations.

Only Vajra's incorruptible body can defeat Vajra's incorruptible body.

In this way, only Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi and Nezha are qualified to have a fight with Yu Yuan.

"If Yuhua doesn't want to surrender, send him to the list."

Lei Zhenzi is naturally not afraid, isn't it Yu Yuan, who hasn't fought before.

Jiang Ziya nodded when he heard this, and then gave the order and ordered the knife and axe man to behead him.

"Master and nephew, you and I have known each other for a while, how does the old man treat you?"

Jiang Ziya has been going around in circles for so long, and he finally has to get down to business.

Lei Zhenzi is the descendant of Nanshan Mountain, how can he not hear the meaning of this - the old man wants to ask you for help, do you help?

"Uncle Shi naturally treats me very well, if there is a sending, my nephew will definitely ............ Consider it as appropriate."

Lei Zhenzi smiled, he never liked to be full of words.

Jiang Ziya choked on this sentence.

The old man has been waiting for you for several breaths, why are you still on the discretion?

"You're quite a senior brother."

Jiang Ziya was silent for a long time before he spoke.

Lei Zhenzi just smiled and didn't respond.

"In the past, I cultivated in Kunlun Mountain, and at that time, I had not yet achieved the path of immortality, and I was quite envious to see your uncles and uncles traveling all over the world.

But my talent is dull, my cultivation is slow, my senior brothers have their own avenues to cultivate, and they have no time to interact with me, and the only junior brother sees that my cultivation is shallow, and often ridicules.

At that time, your teacher respected the cultivation of pavilions, and he happened to be in the mountains, and whenever he saw that there was something obscure about my cultivation, he taught it carefully.

Later, your master asked me to go to Zhongnan Mountain to practice for seven years, and finally returned to the roots and built a good foundation, which is what I have today.

Your teacher has treated me kindly, but I have never visited Zhongnan Mountain all these years, and I feel ashamed."

Jiang Ziya recalled the past and sighed.

Lei Zhenzi heard the sound of the strings and knew the meaning of Yayi, so he naturally knew that he wanted to meet Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi had specially told Lei Zhenzi not to reveal the news that he was driven down the mountain.

Of course, Lei Zhenzi did not dare to disobey the teacher's orders.

But now, Jiang Ziya seems to have guessed something.

Lei Zhenzi has two choices - either to save Yunzhongzi's face and not take Jiang Ziya to Panxi, at the cost of his uncle's unhappiness; Either let Jiang Ziya fulfill his wish and let him pay homage, at the cost of the death of Yunzhongzi Society.

Eh, with such an analysis, there is nothing to dwell on.

"How does Uncle Shi know that my teacher is in Panxi?"

Lei Zhenzi didn't agree explicitly, so that in the future, if the master settles the score, he still has room to turn around.

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed when he heard this,

Left immediately, bathed and burned incense for a while, and then came out, let Lei Zhenzi lead him, and drove the clouds and fog to Qiangxi.

Yun Zhongzi sat by the stream, but he did not fish.

What to fish, what to fish, since he caught the koi, this group of fish seems to know that it is good to be caught by him, and they are competing to bite the hook one by one.

It's not fun to stop fishing.

But he can't just wait, can he? Wen Zhong should have a long time before he comes to crusade against Xiqi.

It's okay today, hook... Hook up with a woodcutter to talk to.

"Bukit, you have a rich and noble face..."

Yun Zhongzi sat on the ground, twisted a flat stone chip, and threw it towards the upper reaches of the stream.

The stone flakes jumped dozens of times in succession and disappeared.

"Lao Yun, what you sang that day was indeed good, otherwise I wouldn't have bowed down to you as a god.

But you can't always rely on this to fool people, you can't find a livelihood to save some money, so that you can continue to play a string in the future."

Wu Ji obviously didn't take Yun Zhongzi's words seriously.

At first, he regarded the fisherman by the stream as an immortal, but later he saw that he had an ordinary face, dark skin, and nothing to do here, and now he could not even catch a fish, so he only regarded him as a learned tourist.

As for why he said about continuation, just because Yang Chan serves his teacher carefully every day, in Wu Ji's opinion, isn't this his daughter's filial piety to his father, who is already a widower?

Wu Ji only felt that he was really smart, and he could guess Lao Yun's past through clues.

Yun Zhongzi did not defend himself, the reason why he wanted to pretend to be a middle-aged fisherman was not only to wait for the entry into the WTO, but also to cultivate a quiet heart.

He is already in the realm of golden immortals, if he wants to ascend to Daluo, only relying on water mill cultivation has no effect, only by cultivating his state of mind and finding a road of his own can he get the best results.

Since he entered the palace to offer his sword, cause and effect have been entangled, and he has long since lost the state of mind of the Qing cultivation in the past, so he tried to return to the path of returning to the basics.

"Bukit, you're a very honest man."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head, then leaned down and took a handful of stream water to cleanse his face.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence - just his eyesight was not very good.

Bukit was naturally happy to hear this, but he had already spent a lot of time here, and he needed to leave the city to sell firewood quickly, so he could no longer stay here.

"Old Cloud... Brother Yun, I'll go into the city first, and we'll talk another day."

Bukit took a few steps in the direction of the bamboo house, and then carried the firewood that had been placed in the dry place.

"If you believe me, don't go into the city today, just wait here, and you will have a splash of wealth."

Yun Zhongzi turned his back to Wu Ji and smiled slightly.

He just had a whim, pinched his fingers, and naturally knew what good things Lei Zhenzi had done.

Hearing this, Bukit paused and then continued to walk, only raising his hand and shaking it.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still have a lady to raise, so I'll sell it for ten dollars today, and he'll come back tomorrow to wait for this wealth."

Yun Zhongzi was stunned when he heard this, and he was thoughtful.

In the past, Jiang Ziya wanted to seek immortality, and now Bukit only wants to sell firewood, and what the two seek seems to be very different, but in fact, they are both pursuing the perfection of their respective moods.

Of course, although Jiang Ziya has now become an immortal, he has other pursuits, and if Bukit no longer worries about supporting his elderly mother one day, he will also have other ideas.

However, Jiang Ziya, who insisted on going to Kunlun Mountain, and Bukit, who now gave up wealth and seek stability, all had an almost perfect state of mind at that time.

Yun Zhongzi lowered his head, looked at this dark and rough face, and unconsciously settled down.

After a while, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

Yun Zhongzi suddenly woke up, he had woken up from enlightenment, but he was not angry because of it.

He leisurely took a teapot and two clay bowls from his sleeve and placed them on the stone.

As soon as his mind moved, the spiritual tea flew into the bowl, and when his mind moved again, a stream of water from the river came out and entered the pot.

Yun Zhongzi waved his sleeves slightly, but there was a fire dragon hidden in the stream, so water

There is fire, and there is water in the fire, and this water is boiled through and through, and the turnip is removed.

This epiphany, his Taoism has not increased a few points, but he has a deeper understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The water and fire methods he used when he was boiling tea were natural, without traces, and had reached the realm of transformation.

Lei Zhenzi came suddenly, and he saw that Yun Zhongzi was making tea, so he hurriedly stepped forward to do it for him.

"I don't know your character, if you hadn't caused trouble, when would you have been so attentive?"

Yun Zhongzi made two bowls of tea, threw the teapot at his feet, and then waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Lei Zhenzi saw that the master had not blamed, and he was overjoyed at the moment, and then turned into thunder and went in the direction of Qianyuan Mountain.

Yang Chan stood in front of the bamboo house, looking at the master sitting by the stream, she felt that the master seemed to be a little different from before, but she couldn't say what was different.

Yun Zhongzi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip gently.

Yang Chan suddenly looked to the other side.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, but are you okay?"

Jiang Ziya stood behind the fisherman, bowed solemnly, and then got up to speak.

"You are also considered a successful immortal, and your life span is not shallow, why do you need to be such a child?

It's better to sit down and drink a bowl of tea, the weather is clear at the moment, the wind is smooth, and you can talk about your feelings."

Yun Zhongzi regained his true form, and he sat by the stream, a corner of his snow-white robe had been submerged in the water, but it had not been wet at all.

Jiang Ziya was not hypocritical when he heard this, he took three steps and made two steps, sat down in front of Yun Zhongzi, picked up the pottery bowl and took a sip.

"This tea is extraordinary, the heart of drinking is refreshing, and the humiliation is forgotten."

Jiang Ziya did not compliment, after he drank this tea, he only felt that the spirit was clear and the Taoist body was relaxed, so he had this remark.

Yang Chan shook her head when she heard this, the so-called authorities are confused, and bystanders are clear, but she knows the mystery best.

Although this tea is a spiritual tea, the color can only be said to be acceptable, and the reason why it is forgotten is only because Yun Zhongzi knows the meaning of the true immortal.

"Did you see a woodcutter when you came?"

Yun Zhongzi took another sip of tea, and he raised his head, his eyes were clear and clear, like the stream beside him.