The rain kept beating on the bluestone road, making a "popping" sound, if it weren't for a few people busy dealing with the mirror demon, Qianqian wind and drizzle, it would really feel very pleasant.

In the Song family's mansion, Lu Yingchao stood outside a guest room in the East Wing Courtyard, raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

With a "squeak", the person who opened the door was the old Taoist, who was quite surprised to see Lu Yingchao, who was standing in front of the rain curtain at the moment, thinking about how this young Taoist who was usually as light as water could suddenly find him, but he still asked with a smile: "Lu Daoyou, how can you have such leisure and elegance to find the poor Dao?" Don't you have any instructions for the mirror demon? ”

The young Taoist shook his head with a smile and said: "The old-timers don't need to worry too much, I have already arranged the matter of the mirror demon, this time I came, but I was idle and had nothing to do, and I happened to go down the mountain to meet the same door, and I felt sorry in my heart, so I took the liberty to say a few words of 'homely food' to the old-timers." ”

The old Taoist priest naturally knew what Lu Yingchao's "homely" meant, but it was not easy for people to refuse in front of him, so he had to welcome the young Taoist into the door. ”

After entering the guest room, Lu Yingchao and the old Taoist priest sat at each other, but the latter was in a cold sweat at this time, and thought of a lot of words to deal with the problem of the young Taoist. The girl who had been following the old Taoist's buttocks for a long time was lying on the table after making a pot of tea for the two, tilting her head to look at the two Taoists, one old and one young.

Lu Yingchao nodded in thanks, and after taking the teapot, he filled the teacup in front of the old Taoist priest, and the tea was steaming, which covered the old Taoist's panicked expression at the moment.

I saw the young Taoist smile faintly: "I don't know how many years the old man has been down the mountain?" ”

The old Taoist priest was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Lu Yingchao to ask such an innocuous question, so he replied casually: "It's a shame to say that the poor road relies on a little bit of the end of the road, since the mountain and the rivers and lakes, it should have been fifteen years, how could Lu Daoyou ask about this?" ”

"I see......"

Lu Yingchao nodded, and continued with a bitter face: "Looking at the old-timers' stroke techniques in the next morning, it should be from the line of Uncle Jingqiu, I often hear Senior Brother Xuanfu mention that the original way of my Sifang Mountain is also quite profound, since Uncle Jingqiu left the mountain for more than ten years without news, the disciples of that line are gradually declining, and the way of the rune is originally treacherous and profound, and there are very few disciples who are willing to pay their hearts and minds on it, and now the disciples of this line have broken the incense. ”

The old Taoist priest turned a deaf ear, picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly, pretending to sigh with feeling.

Lu Yingchao glanced at the indifferent old Taoist priest, and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Senior, you can also see the situation now, Yu County, which was originally under the shadow of the master, also made such a ridiculous thing, although now my Sifang Mountain is still claiming to be the world's first immortal Daomen, but in fact, it is a withering talent, and the head of the retreat, in addition to the hard support of Senior Brother Xuanfu, there is also the Cangshan Sword Sect of the same three sects-for-tat and Penglai's secret exclusion, it is really internal and external troubles, the predecessors are the descendants of Uncle Jingqiu, please wait for Yu County This matter is over, Go back to the division with the next. ”

After hearing Lu Yingchao's words, the old Taoist priest shook his spirit, inadvertently poured a large sip of hot tea, almost burned his tongue, and hurriedly stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, causing Yang Qing to laugh. However, the girl does not agree with Lu Yingchao's words, she has traveled with the old Taoist priest all the year round, and has heard of the three doors of Zhongzhou, which are all large and small Taoist immortals in Zhongzhou, are respected by the Sifang Mountain, but because there are few mobile disciples on the rivers and lakes, the folk momentum is far less than the Cangshan Sword Sect, which is known as the chivalrous way, although it has been silent for a long time in recent years, but after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Penglai head is also stable under it.

At first, the old Taoist priest thought that it was just a few polite greetings between ordinary fellow disciples, thinking that he could cope with it, but the more the young Taoist said this, the more wrong it became, and he even wanted to take him back to Sifang Mountain with him, which was okay? Fortunately, the old Taoist priest moved, rolled his eyes, pointed at himself without blushing and said: "I already know the meaning of Lu Daoyou, but the poor Taoist method is too low, you see if I have the ability, I will not be beaten by the mirror demon that day, I am afraid that the only thing that can be done is to draw a peace charm These things that can't be on the table, if it is up to me to carry forward the Sifang Mountain Fu, it will inevitably make other factions laugh and be generous, is it possible to ask me to teach a peace talisman for the disciples of Sifang Mountain?" How many hands are there to show off in the market? Moreover, Poor Dao and the little girl have been wandering together, and they have been at ease for a few years. ”

Yang Qing lay her head on her stomach, blinked her clear eyes and glanced at the old Taoist, thinking to herself, could it be that her father was really a disciple of Sifang Mountain in the past? But why have I never heard him mention it since I can remember, firstly, I was also preconceived, and I felt that there should not be such an unreliable disciple in Sifang Mountain, which resounded throughout Zhongzhou, and secondly, I looked at the old Taoist priest as if he was relying on this name to deceive, and now the truth revealed from the mouth of this young Taoist leader, I am afraid that my father is really a disciple of Sifang Mountain,

After Lu Yingchao heard the old Taoist priest's reply, he finally sighed and turned his head to look out the window at the drizzle.

Yang Qing asked curiously: "Sifang Mountain and Cangshan Sword Sect belong to the same three gates, Cangshan is famous for chivalry, and it is needless to say that Sifang Mountain subdues demons and destroys demons, both of which can be regarded as the authentic sect of Zhongzhou Xuanmen, why are they-for-tat?" ”

The young Taoist shook his head and kept silent, not that he didn't want to tell the girl, but even he didn't know the grievances and grievances, it stands to reason that among the three gates, Zen Heart Temple has always been indisputable with the world, and Sifang Mountain is declining day by day, far from shaking Cangshan's Zhongzhou status, but even so, Cangshan intends to suppress Sifang Mountain, and the disciples on both sides politely say a few words in the open, and secretly disagree with each other, and several times friction, because of the Cangshan Sword Sect's large number of people, it is often the Sifang Mountain disciples who suffer.

The old Taoist priest looked at Lu Yingchao, his face was cold, and said, "What? Everyone is kicking their noses in the face, since it is difficult for the teacher, why not go out to preside over the overall situation? With him in charge, presumably those flies and dogs should not dare to jump off the beam like this, hey, he turned out to be good, and he gave a mess to the little self as a hands-off shopkeeper, to put it mildly, I don't care, you still come to ask me to go back and do something, just the tree is scattered! ”

Lu Yingchao retracted his gaze, knowing who the old Taoist priest was talking about, his expression was quite helpless, and he said: "The old man doesn't know, the master didn't care about the world six years ago, and devoted himself to retreating and cultivating to understand the shackles of heaven and earth in order to live forever. ”

The old Taoist priest's face was unstable, and he stopped speaking, and took another sip of tea.

Seeing that it was cold for a while, the young Taoist stood up and said, "I'll go to the formation to take a look, so as not to make any mistakes, and as soon as noon arrives, I will use the method of summoning spirits." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, and watched Lu Ying cross the door.

The girl's eyes were complicated, and she looked at the old Taoist priest and said very seriously: "Daddy? Why don't you ever tell me these things? ”

Yang Qing tilted her head, the old Taoist priest in front of her, who had raised her for more than ten years, seemed to be the first time she had met, and she continued to ask curiously: "And Daddy, when will you get a spell?" ”

The old Taoist priest turned his head to see the rain that was pouring in, stood up and took off the fork pole in front of the window, turned his back to his daughter who was full of doubts, and said with a light smile: "Why don't you say it?" When did my fortune teller not say that I was a Taoist priest of Sifang Mountain? You don't believe it yourself. ”

Yang Qing obviously felt dissatisfied with the old Taoist's answer to the question, and said with a white eye: "Daddy, you know I didn't mean this!" ”

The old Taoist priest smiled knowingly, took the girl's question, and said, "Do you want to ask your father about the Sifang Mountain?" But only follow your ancestor to learn a few talismans to protect yourself, but I like to study those things that look at fortune-telling and are hated by the people of the Quartet Mountain Gate, as for how to live on the mountain, in fact, it is not worth mentioning, my father has been annoyed by those rules and regulations on the mountain since he was a child, and he doesn't like the Xuanzhi and Xuandao magic powers, how can he be patient to learn that kind of thing, you look at the old man in charge, what did he cultivate in the end? has been bullied to the head, and he is still there behind closed doors, nesting in his pocket, Wang Ba knows to take a bite after retracting his head, cultivating the Tao, cultivating a fart! How can you be as comfortable as your father. ”

The girl smiled and said, "Others don't know and I don't know?" Every time Daddy fools someone, he will roll his eyes in advance, I'm afraid that he has told a lie to Daoist Lu, right? Oops......"

The old Taoist priest bent his five fingers and knocked on the girl's brain.

The girl who rubbed her head looked aggrieved, thought about it seriously, and asked the old Taoist tentatively: "Daddy, I also want to learn the swordsmanship of Daoist Lu, can you teach me?" ”

The old Taoist priest blew his beard and glared: "You girl really doesn't have a backache when she stands and talks, if I would, I would have used it all these years!" Do you need to be so tired and tired to take you, a Pixiu, to wade through mountains and rivers, and when you encounter a jackal, tiger and leopard, do you still have to smear oil on the soles of your feet? ”

Yang Qing stuck out her tongue, her face was innocent and cute, and she smiled: "But Daddy, if I hadn't traveled with you, wouldn't you have a lot less fun?" There is no one to talk to you, how lonely. ”

The old Taoist priest nodded subconsciously, "This is also ......" suddenly came back to his senses and glared at the girl, and said angrily: "What is it, Dad raised you so big, he only knows the whole weather me!" And what I just said doesn't work, take out the pen and ink, and draw the symbols! ”

Yang Qing immediately drooped her head when she heard this, and with a sigh, she took out the yellow paper and pen and ink from her luggage in a proper manner.

I don't know when, the rain gradually became heavier, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was full of haze, and the clouds were like ink.

Yang Qing dipped her pen in green ink and fell heavily.

Saliva Beads......

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Wait until everything is fully arranged, just see if the mirror demon comes.

At this time, in addition to the chaotic red rope and tired of winning money in the courtyard, the young Taoist carved a large formation pattern outside the house, and when Miss Song returned to his boudoir again, he showed the Taoist method again, only to see the moment the flying sword and the center of the formation contacted, the golden light flashed, and it was hidden in the empty light, without revealing half a trace.

The old Taoist priest was crouching outside the window, holding a talisman in his hand, and just as he caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and his mouth was amazed.

Yu Nian was much more serious, at this time he was asking the old Taoist priest about the purpose of the talisman, but no matter how he asked, the old Taoist priest only said a word, this talisman is very powerful, and it cannot be used at will.

Of course, the young man is not stupid, but he has seen with his own eyes that these two stacks of talismans are painted by the old Taoist priest, what is so powerful, but he doesn't believe his nonsense.

"Immortal Chief, how do you use this True Yang Talisman?"

"Hey! This True Yang Charm is the most proud stroke of my life, taken from the Liuding Divine Fire, extremely powerful, you kid beware of the fire! Do not use it unless it is necessary. ”

"What about these five thunder true tricks, throw them all out?"

"Elm head! There are only three of these five thunder true recipes in total, and the net worth and life of the poor Dao can be counted on it, and it cannot be easily used until it is critical! ”

Xu couldn't listen to the old Taoist priest and Yu Nian had a word of nonsense, or felt that the two were too noisy, just when the time was about to pass, when midnight was approaching, the young man who was arguing with the old Taoist priest suddenly felt a chill to the bone, and the wind suddenly rose in the originally quiet and peaceful courtyard, and then, Miss Song, who was still in the bronze mirror, was awakened by the sound of the wind and turned back suddenly. However, the strange thing is that Miss Song in the mirror still shows the front of Miss Song, and in the blink of an eye, I feel that this courtyard is as gloomy as a secluded house.

I had a hunch that the mirror demon was about to appear, but unlike last time, because I had already seen the true face of the mirror demon, and there were two Sifang Mountain Immortal Chiefs in charge, Yu Nian was not only not nervous, but a little excited. But Rao is like this, at this critical juncture, the young man lay on the wall and held his breath, not daring to slack off, for fear that one would accidentally alarm the mirror demon.

Lu Yingchao, who was hiding in the shadows, saw this, and did not act rashly, after all, the ability of the mirror demon was a little weird, the reason why the old Taoist priest easily injured the mirror demon last time was because she didn't know the relationship between the true yang talisman, and the mysterious woman didn't know where to hide, so neither the old Taoist priest nor Lu Yingchao made a rash move, they were all waiting for the opportunity.

It was just that with the sound of cracking in the room, the blue sky and red dust were suddenly broken into several parts, but even if it was scattered into one place, the figure in the bronze mirror did not dissipate, but with the fragments on the ground, it was divided into dozens of pieces, which were reflected in each piece of uneven mirror.

Lu Yingchao didn't expect that this mirror demon would not hesitate to destroy her natal thing, although in this way, her strength would not be restrained by the magic circle, and burning the true yuan could greatly increase her spiritual power, but this place was already trapped by his magic circle, and she only needed to wait for her true yuan to burn out and her divine form would be destroyed. So he walked straight to Miss Song's boudoir compound, leaned down and squatted in the formation that had already been arranged, and just wanted to touch the middle formation eye, suddenly his heart froze, his right palm slapped the ground, and his body stepped back two feet, which was able to dodge the dagger from the front door.

The young Taoist looked around, the courtyard was still covered with red lines, and in addition to the collision sound of the winning money hanging on the red line, there was also the sound of the piano in the wind and rain. Lu Yingchao got up suddenly, smelled the sound of the piano and looked towards the courtyard wall in the distance, only to see a blue robe sitting on it, and his slender jade hand caressing the strings, which made the rain even more chilly for no reason. Lu Yingchao looked intently at the woman who had almost died just now, but he had already expected her to come, but he didn't expect her to enter the battle to fight with him.

The woman in blue stopped composing music in her hand, gently straightened the hat on her head, and said almost with a crying voice: "The day after tomorrow is fifteen, just closely, I will be able to see my mother again, obviously I have no grievances with you, obviously you can turn a blind eye and hear in front of the grave!" What a good person you are! “

She tried her best to accentuate her tone and continued, "Thief Daoist! Even if you are a person from Sifang Mountain, even if I am not your opponent, even if you can win by luck and be chased and killed by Sifang Mountain in the future, you will fight with killing today! If you don't die, you have to lose a layer of skin! ”

Lu Yingchao took a deep breath, as if he was facing a great enemy, looking at this woman who spoke softly like a trickle even if he spoke angrily, he didn't expect him to have such a big killing intent, and now that the flying sword is still maintaining the formation, he naturally doesn't dare to hold it up.

"Then do you know that Qin Huakui in the tomb just wants to sleep peacefully, and you want to try to do something against the sky, so that she will not be able to rest for more than 20 years, and there is nothing more vicious in the world than this!" As the young Taoist spoke, his thumb nudged the mortal sword hanging from his waist, and there was a faint sound of metal rubbing.

The stunned look between the eyebrows of the woman in blue flashed, and she did not reply, jumped and stood on a tree in the courtyard, and in the process, the movement of stroking the strings did not stop. With the sound of the piano, several figures flew in from outside the courtyard wall.

Lu Yingchao held his breath and glanced at the tree, although the woman in blue covered her face with a hat, she couldn't hide her strong killing intent, and she made it clear that she would not stop. Lu Yingchao saw that the woman in blue clothes was abusive, but he still did not change his mind, and immediately sacrificed his long sword.

Raindrops fall without affecting the puppet's actions. Accompanied by the cold sound of the piano, the puppet was sleek and fast, and reached out sideways to slap it on the top of the young Taoist's head.

Lu Yingchao held a long sword and slashed at the puppet.

The woman in blue clothes tightened her eyebrows, and the hand that caressed the strings was heavier, and the strength of the puppet rose sharply. The puppet that originally wanted to be attacked and retreated, his figure stood up, and there was a sonorous friction sound in his body, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and he hardly connected the sword of the young Taoist.

Lu Yingchao felt a huge force spread from the sword body to his hand. The first move failed to succeed, thinking that this puppet was not flesh and blood, and it was not conducive to hand-to-hand combat, and after opening a distance from the puppet, he used his afterglow to observe the movement of the woman in blue, and saw that the woman in blue at this time had her hands flying up and down, and the hand shadows were actually connected. The sound of the piano reached his ears, becoming more rapid and surging, making him seem to be caught in a thousand waves.

Lu Yingchao's face was a little solemn, and the long sword in his hand flew up and down to meet the rapid attacks of several puppets. Although the puppet looks messy, it is orderly in chaos, attacking and defending to the rhythm of the piano.

As the rain turned heavier, the two seemed to be singing in Qinse, and the scene did not look murderous, but more like a performance. If you don't know, you must think that they are "Boya meets bosom friends". However, the actual battlefield is full of murderous opportunities, and if the two are a little careless, they will be found by the other party, and they will be seriously injured or even killed by one blow. The sound of the piano is matched with the sonorous sound of the long sword, as if it is not two people fighting, but thousands of troops and horses fighting bravely in the sound of war drums.

The puppet of the woman in blue cooperated tacitly in the sound of the piano, and the attacks continued one after another, without a single useless attack. Killing moves continued one after another, and Lu Yingchao gradually found himself in a crisis.

At this time, Lu Yingchao was like an iron billet in a furnace, undergoing a thousand tempers, waiting to finally become an indestructible weapon. The stalemate between the two made the woman in blue a little anxious, and it would only consume more spiritual power to drag it on, so she alternated her hands and began to dance rapidly.