There is still a big gap between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts in the early stage.

Zishan Zhenren thought that he couldn't go toe-to-toe with that official master, because that person held an important official position, and he had a dragon and tiger aura and red dust and fire, which could be said to be a heavenly gram for a cultivator.

But the white-clothed thief in front of him is different.

Zishan Zhenren shot at him, and the magic spell was not weakened in any way, plus this place was where his cave was located, and the time and place were favorable, so he could naturally be easily crushed.

Of course, the fact that Zishan Zhenren can crush it does not mean that the strength of the white-clothed thief is too weak.

On the contrary, in addition to being the best in the world, this guy's skills are definitely first-class.

The Purple Mountain Zhenren teleported in front of him with the technique of shrinking the ground, and hooked up the hidden formation in the Taoist temple, superimposing the power of the mountain, which made this light skill master completely unresponsive.

When he came to the broken stone tabletop, Zishan Zhenren waved his sleeves, and the broken stones suddenly melted together, condensing into the appearance of a stone table again.

Zishan Zhenren turned his head, Shi Shiran sat down, and while raising his hand to take out a new teapot from his sleeve, he glanced at the white-clothed man who was being hurriedly supported by Xu Xian outside the courtyard wall.

The man in white had a sunken chest and blood on the corners of his mouth, but he was not dead.

He sat up cross-legged under Xu Xian's support, turned on the true yuan, and closed his eyes to breathe.

After a long time, the man in white opened his eyes and looked at the courtyard with a complicated expression.

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The man in white got up and arched his hand, looking at the real person of Zishan with a hint of awe in his eyes.

Zishan Zhenren glanced at him and said lightly: "Since you are not dead, then let's leave!" ”

"The pure place of Ziyang View can't tolerate you, a thief who smells of blood, to live ......"

Xu Xian was stunned when he heard this, and then his face turned strange, thinking to himself, didn't this smell of blood be beaten out by your old man, Master?

The man in white was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted that the smell of blood mentioned by Zishan Zhenren was not his blood.

"The Taoist is really sharp!"

The man in white smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "So that the Taoist chief knows that after the four members of the Liu family left, those wicked people who lent money were furious, and not only sued the Liu family to the government and asked for a hunt, but also hired some murderers in private, intending to buy murder." ”

"When I got a glimpse of this, I was angry for a while, so I went to dissuade him and had some disputes with the local gang......

Hearing this, Xu Xian reacted, it turned out that before the master made a move, Big Brother Bai was already stained with blood.

He said indignantly: "It's just two taels of capital, those people are so hard to force each other, is this to force Uncle Liu's family to death?" ”

The man in white shook his head and sighed: "Junior Brother Xu, you are still young and don't know the dangers of the world, and the good people in Qiantang County who are exploited by them are not only Uncle Liu's family." ”

"Their move has nothing to do with the silver and debt, it is nothing more than killing chickens and monkeys, so that other victims will not be able to escape!"

Zishan Zhenren put down the teapot, glanced at him and said, "Since you know everything, why do you still have to give enough Liu Jiayin taels?" ”

The man in white looked straight, and just wanted to explain, Xu Xian next to him preemptively said: "Master, Brother Bai has also thought about it, he has been eating at Uncle Liu's soup and cake stall these days, as long as Uncle Liu repays his debts in front of Brother Bai, Brother Bai will have a reason to help and help Uncle Liu solve this trouble once and for all." ”

It's just that what they didn't expect was that Uncle Liu was greedy and fled overnight with Yin Liang and his family.

The man in white sighed: "Although this ending is somewhat unexpected, but in the final analysis, the initiator is me, even if he betrays me, I can't betray him, I must help him finish well......"

As soon as these words came out, Zishan Zhenren finally faced up to this handsome young man in white.

He suddenly asked, "What's your name?" ”

The man in white was slightly stunned, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "The next surname is Bai Ming Yutang, a person from Jinhua." ”

White...... Bai Yutang?!

Zishan Zhenren's expression froze, and then he frowned, staring at Bai Yutang's face.

Bai Yutang was horrified by him, and immediately asked cautiously, "Dao Chief, is there anything wrong?" ”

Zishan Zhenren came back to his senses, frowned tightly, and asked, "Jinmao Mouse, Bai Yutang?" ”

Bai Yutang showed a smile on his face, and said modestly: "I thought that a reclusive master like the Dao Chief should not care about the mundane affairs of the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect that the Dao Chief would also hear the name below!" ”

"That's right, down there is the brocade rat Baiyutang!"

Looking at Bai Yutang's flattered expression, the corners of Zishan Zhenren's mouth twitched, recalling the situation that night, and couldn't help but ask: "That night, who was the master of the official government who pursued you?" ”

Bai Yutang was slightly stunned, and then his face was surprised.

This Taoist even knows his name, but can't he recognize the 'royal cat'?

After a little thought, Bai Yutang replied honestly: "Naturally, under the seat of Bao Gong, Nanxia Zhanzhao!" ”

“……”

Zishan Zhenren raised his right hand and rubbed his forehead.

I see, has the mortal world reached the reign of Song Renzong?

He traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains before, and only took away the secret books of the exercises, and he didn't inquire much about the current situation in the court and martial arts.

He only knew that the dynasty where his apprentice Xu Xian belonged should be the Song Dynasty, but he didn't expect that Xu Xian would be the same era as Bao Zheng, Zhanzhao, Bai Yutang and others.

Is this the plot of the original book, or is it the result of a mixed world?

Zishan Zhenren frowned and thought for a while, during which Xu Xian and Bai Yutang had been standing outside the gap in the courtyard wall and had not entered the Taoist temple.

When he came back to his senses, Zishan Zhenren noticed this, and immediately his face softened slightly, and his opinion of this brocade rat Bai Yutang also changed slightly.

At this moment, a little fox sprang out from the side, jumped onto the knee of Zishan Zhenren, and then coiled its tail as if no one was around.

Zishan Zhenren glanced down, raised his hand to touch the smooth fur of the little fox, and said lightly: "Come in!" ”

Xu Xian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang tugged at the corners of his mouth with some difficulty, and arched his hand: "Thank you, Daoist." ”

After speaking, he covered his chest and walked into the Taoist temple with Xu Xian's support.

Zishan Zhenren stroked the little fox, glanced at Xu Xian and said, "Don't look at the tea yet." ”

Xu Xian had a smile on his face and diligently poured tea for the two.

Bai Yutang was flattered and hurriedly got up to thank him, but this move brought the injury to his chest again.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Zishan Zhenren's mouth twitched, and he took out a finger-length ginseng root from his arms with some pain.

After thinking about it, he took his finger like a sword again, and with a slight stroke, he cut off one-fifth of the ginseng root of this finger length and soaked it in water.

In an instant, a pure aura spread, but then it was sealed in the teapot by the falling tea lid.

Xu Xian smiled and said in a low voice: "This is my master's treasured thousand-year-old ginseng essence roots, and he won't take out to entertain guests when he is idle, Brother Bai, you can drink this thousand-year-old ginseng tea, and it can be regarded as not in vain!" ”

"Don't say it again, it's really embarrassing for me......"

Bai Yutang tugged at the corners of his mouth, with a look of shame on his face.

After Bai Yutang took the teapot from Xu Xian's hand, Zishan Zhenren finally spoke: "Master Bai, my little apprentice loves the rivers and lakes now, if you have time, you might as well tell him an anecdote about the rivers and lakes." ”

Xu Xian's face turned red when he heard this, and he scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Bai Yutang had a smile on his face, and immediately spoke: "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

After speaking, Bai Yutang took a sip of tea and began to tell Xu Xian and Zishan Zhenren about today's rivers and lakes.

Xu Xian stood beside him, holding a teapot, listening to it with fascination and being extremely engrossed.

Zishan Zhenren stroked the little fox, listened to Bai Yutang's narration, and finally determined the current timeline, which was the third year of Jiayou, when Bao Zheng served as the superintendent of the imperial history.

However, there is a slight gap between the Song Dynasty and the official history of this world.

Among them, there are not only many romances and wild histories, but even myths and legends such as Xu Xian and the White Lady.

The integration of many stories that were originally undecided is also a wonderful era of heroes.

Zishan Zhenren inquired seemingly casually, and sure enough, he heard some familiar names from Bai Yutang's mouth.

For example, the Fahai Zen Master of Jinshan Temple, in the mouth of Bai Yutang, this person is a genius who is not born in Buddhism, and he has walked the world in his youth and defeated many famous predecessors in the rivers and lakes.

Now he lives in seclusion in Jinshan Temple, and has not appeared for a long time, and his cultivation should be more profound.

This time when he came to Lin'an Mansion, Bai Yutang also went to Jinshan Temple and saw Fahai.

But at this time, Fahai had lost interest in the rivers and lakes, not only did he not make a move against Bai Yutang, but he didn't even care about his offensive actions of sneaking into the temple and climbing to the top of the pagoda without authorization.

Seeing this situation, Bai Yutang was embarrassed to make more excessive moves, so he could only jump off the pagoda, chat with Fahai for a few words of Buddhism, and then leave Jinshan Temple in a gloomy manner.

Hearing Bai Yutang's words, Zishan Zhenren glanced at him, knowing that Fahai had no interest in human beings anymore.

He has cleared the rivers and lakes of the world, and has begun to contact a higher level, changing the realm of immortals, gods and demons.

Bai Yutang said with a solemn expression: "Although I haven't fought each other, Bai can sense an indescribable sense of oppression from him. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the Zishan Zhenren opposite, and said hesitantly: "Bai Mou thinks that Fahai Zen Master is probably not inferior to the hidden master of the Dao!" ”

"Really?"

Xu Xian's face was amazed, in his heart, the master who can go to heaven and earth is the first-class figure in the world.

The corners of Zishan Zhenren's mouth twitched, and he shifted his gaze a little unnaturally, looking at the little fox in his arms.

Joked and laughed......

Now he really can't touch the porcelain Fahai, at least he has to complete a few more tasks, push the cultivation to more than eight hundred years, and then change to a system-rewarded magic skill, so that he can really defeat Fahai.

Thinking of this, Zishan Zhenren couldn't help but glance at Xu Xian, wondering if he had been too indulgent to his apprentice before.

No, you have to practice!

After hesitating for a moment, Zishan Zhenren's eyes were firm, and he decided to start tomorrow and let Xu Xian resign from his job as an apprentice in Baozhitang and officially come to his Ziyang Temple as a lay disciple.

Xu Xian's body was shocked, and a trace of foreboding rose in his heart for no reason.

(End of chapter)