Chapter 78: The Rite Is Too Thin!
Several children said yes.
Although they didn't know why the old man was waiting at the entrance of the village, and how heavy and solemn the sentence "reparation" was, the child was very simple, and he would be very happy if he had candy to eat.
Ling Miaogong was standing alone at the entrance of the village, and saw a small river meandering, flowing into the village, the village was leaning against the green hills, surrounded by green water, and saw the smoke of the cooking, which looked peaceful and quiet, but in such a quiet and peaceful village, there was such a terrifying true cultivation hidden?
The old man subconsciously raised his hand to brush his hair in a bun.
For the aftermath of yesterday's sword, there are still three distractions and lingering palpitations.
He used the body of the earth and the technique of pushing and seizing the Dharma lineage of the ether to calculate the heel and whereabouts of the young Taoist.
It would have been foolproof.
but was backhanded with a sword.
The sword qi and sword intent came along the leyline, cutting off the incense burner in his hand, castration was endless, even his hair bun was cut off, and then it slowly dispersed, such a keen perception of the power and clarity of the spirit was already extremely extraordinary, and at the moment when the sword qi swept the tips of the hair, Ling Miaogong also sensed the fierceness and vastness contained in the sword qi and sword intent.
That sword intent was pure and clear.
It seems to be looking down on the world's sword cultivation.
It is to point the sword at the Heavenly Palace, and to preach the sharp edge of the supreme realm of the Tao Mixed Yuan.
Such a clear spirit, such a vast sword intent, the combination of the two, plus just a worship, that extremely pure and pure thought can suppress the human desire absorbed by the old land, the more Ling Miaogong thinks about it, the more wrong it is, the more he thinks about it, the more he can't sit still, but he doesn't know that the young Taoist has a scroll of sword in his eyebrows, but he just feels that he is too rude, and early this morning, he has brought the treasures in the mountains to visit.
Among them, there are Lingyu, Baoqin, Miaodan, and all spiritual material scrolls, needless to say.
Many etiquette numbers, in line with the norms.
The treasure brought is also suitable.
Came with the attitude of treating the Daomen Yang God Dazhen.
With his status and identity, the great real people of the Daomen only meet each other on an equal footing, and ordinary real people still need to be offered.
Although the sword was strong, he was not in the mountains, so he was not on guard.
It was only because of his own rudeness that he surrendered his identity, only waited at the entrance of the village, and asked the naughty boy to pass the message to show his sincerity.
A few children trotted all the way away, originally just to pass on a message, but these naughty children, somehow they competed with each other again, as a running competition, ran all the way to the front of the courtyard where Qi Wufu lived, but the gate was locked, and they knocked on the door while panting.
"Big brother, are you home?!"
"Big brother...... Whew, I'm taking a breath, big brother......"
"Someone's looking for you."
I shouted for a while but there was no response.
The children, on the other hand, were exhausted and panting, bending over on their knees, knocking on the door, and arguing with blushing faces as to who would be the first to come here, pressing their palms on the door.
Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and then the three little boys each suffered a brain crash on the top of their heads.
"Noisy, noisy, what's the noise."
"With this kung fu and spirit, go back and do some work for your parents, or go and recognize two words!"
"I wonder if there are still people here who want to recuperate?"
They raised their heads and saw the old man Zhou Lingyi, the old man was holding a book here for a walk and basking in the sun, and when they saw that these naughty children were honest, they asked, "What's the matter, are you in such a hurry?" β
One of the eldest children said, "It's someone." β
"Someone is coming outside, looking for a big brother."
"Got guests?"
Zhou Lingyi was slightly stunned, and then said, "What about the guests?" β
The boy replied, "The old gentleman said he would just wait at the entrance of the village." β
"Let's come here and give Big Brother a shout."
The old man who used to be an official frowned slightly, and seemed to sense something wrong in his heart, but when he recalled the young Taoist in a simple robe, he felt that he was thinking too much - the other party also bought a sturdy back basket in the village today, and he still carried the back basket and a small medicine hammer to the mountains to pick herbs, which looked simple and amiable.
Shaking his head, he threw away the mixed thoughts in his mind, and said, "He went to the mountains to collect medicine, and he is not here now." β
"Besides, the guest is just polite, but they can't really let the family wait at the entrance of the village."
"At least invite in for a cup of tea."
"Otherwise, if it spreads, it will make people think that our Shuiyun Township is arrogant and neglects the guests!"
"Huh?!"
"Then, let's go now!"
"Okay, let's see who's the first to bring the old man in!"
"It must be me!"
A few children said a few words, and they fought again, this age child is like this, in a hurry, no one is convinced, and runs all the way.
Zhou Lingyi is helpless, she is old, her waist and legs are not very good, she was also a person who had walked through mountains, rivers, lakes and seas when she was young, but when she was old, she couldn't even catch up with the naughty children, just watching those young and lively children run away from her, surpassing herself.
I don't know why, but I feel sorry for myself.
Smile and sigh when you are old, and walk away slowly.
Outside Shuiyun Township.
Ling Miaogong is still waiting, because of his previous experience, he didn't use his magical powers to 'see' this village.
Just stand quietly.
Seeing a few children coming from afar, he raised his eyes, and those children finished Zhou Lingyi's words, and Ling Miaogong sighed, since the other party could detect that he had repeatedly used the [Earth Leyline Qi] and [Taishang Miaofa] to occupy, and he didn't use the slightest cover today, with that person's means, how could he not be considered that he would come to visit?
"That's what you mean by not wanting to see me......"
"Daomen Zhenren is always like this, unwilling to do things to the end."
"The wind is light, and Rong Er retreats."
Ling Miaogong sighed in his heart, but when he shook his head, he suddenly saw one of the three naughty boys, holding a branch in his hand, which was three points familiar, paused slightly, and then recognized, but recalled that the young man turned around in the smoke yesterday and made a sword, saying that it was a sword, but in fact it was just a branch, his heart paused slightly, he bowed down slightly to identify it, looked at the child, and said with a gentle expression:
"Son, you're a good branch......
When the child heard someone praise his 'sword', his eyes lit up and he said:
"Huh? Uncle do you think so too? β
Ling Miaogong smiled and said, "Yes...... Look at this branch, straight and smooth, what a good sword, where did this come from? β
"I want to have one, old uncle, too."
The naughty boy wondered, "This is very simple! β
"It's just a branch in the village, everywhere, really!"
As if afraid that the old man would think he was lying, he emphasized:
"We saw with our own eyes that the big brother of the Taoist priest casually broke a branch from the tree and came down."
Then he waved it casually.
"That's all."
The child learns the movements of the young Taoist of the day.
Take the branch and backhand.
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Ling Miaogong's expression changed slightly, and even the palm of his beard paused:
"Broken branches?! A wave of your hand? β
This kind of description is really not able to connect with that day, perceiving the Taishang magic method, and slashing back with a sword, following the leylines, cutting the fireworks and incense burners, without the slightest fireworks, the old man's expression remained unchanged, there seemed to be a wave in his heart, he leaned over slightly, and said with a smile: "The old uncle gave you some candy, can you let me see this sword?" β
The child said very generously: "No candy!" β
He handed it over.
The old man took two steps back, bowed slightly, and took the sword with both hands outstretched.
He is the land.
And it can be called the kind of "male".
Therefore, it can be clearly perceived that this branch does grow under the moisture of this land, and it is only a day to be broken off, and there is no slightest sword energy attached to it, Ling Miaogong was stunned for a long time, and said: "Break off the branch with your hand, it is a sword in your hand, a sword to chop, a sword to receive, a sword to live, a sword to die, you can follow the leylines and cut incense, but there is no sword energy on the branch, and it can also be given to the child naughty child to play." β
"It's the realm of lifting weights."
"What an amazing sword immortal."
The kid didn't understand these words, but was curious: "Old uncle, is the swordsmanship of the Taoist elder brother very powerful?" β
Lingmiao Gong was happy and convinced, and said, "Extremely high." β
The children looked at each other, laughed in unison, and said, "Where?" β
"The eldest brother said it clearly, and we asked him if he knew swordsmanship."
"He said it would only be a little bit!"
The hand of the delicate prince stroking his beard paused.
Looking at the branches again, they have been silent for a long time.
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When Zhou Lingyi walked out slowly, he saw the children talking with an old man with a gentle temperament.
But the old man shook his head and turned to leave.
Zhou Lingyi was stunned, and he didn't care about being rude, so he called: "Old man, stay here!" β
"Although Daoist Qi is not here, he will be back soon, if the old gentleman does not dislike it, you can have a cup of tea and wait for a while."
Ling Miaogong shook his head and sighed, "No need. β
"He didn't see me today."
"If I wait long, he won't come back."
"You can slash along the leylines with a sword in your hand, but this kind of swordsmanship is said to be only a little bit."
Ling Miaogong stroked a wooden box in his hand and sighed:
"The gift of the real people of the Daomen."
"It's because the number of gifts I prepared is too thin......"
He turned and left.
Zhou Lingyi wanted to call him and hurriedly chased after him, but the old man's footsteps were unhurried, but he was getting farther and farther away from himself.
Zhou Lingyi chased out of the gate of the village, and in front of a river, he saw a whole team.
In front is eight horses riding a horse, the same is true in the back, in the middle is a sedan chair, and there are two wrestlers holding the line, the line hangs down, the text on it is simple, the whole team is solemn, majestic and formal, it looks extremely solemn. After the old man sat in the sedan chair, the team turned and walked into the mountains. For some reason, the fog became thicker, and it gradually became invisible.
Zhou Lingyi was stunned.
And so much so for the sake of it.
Such a courtesyβ
"Too thin?"
(End of chapter)