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Lao Hu came quickly, not long after Gong Qingsheng came out, the Audi A6 with license plate 002 slowly slid to Gong Qingsheng's door.

Close the car door and wait until Lao Hu drove the car out of the family courtyard of the municipal party committee, and then Gong Qingsheng ordered: "Go back and change a car first." ”

Lao Hu didn't speak, didn't even make a sound, and drove towards the city government building with the steering wheel.

Soon, the No. 2 car was replaced by a commercial car with an ordinary license plate and drove out of the government office building, and Lao Hu saw in the rearview mirror that Gong Qingsheng did not speak, so he asked softly: "Mayor, where are you going now?"

Gong Qingsheng raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, and said, "Rush to Liuba before dawn." ”

With that, he leaned the back of his head back on the chair, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Lao Hu was shocked, Mayor Gong has to go back to his hometown so late, is there something urgent?

Liuba County is Gong Qingsheng's hometown, and Lao Hu has sent him back several times before, but he has never been in a hurry to go back in the middle of the night like today.

Frightened, Lao Hu's face was very calm, he knew that as a driver, his task was to drive the car well, and he should never ask about things that should not be asked, and he should not inquire about things that he should not know.

It is precisely because of his tight-lipped and cautious work style that he was able to drive a car in the city government car class for 18 years, and the No. 2 car, which symbolizes the identity of the city government, he has been driving for 14 years, during this period, counting Gong Qingsheng, he has served a total of three mayors, and none of the mayors have been dissatisfied with his work.

Looking at the time, it was about to be 12 o'clock, and Lao Hu drove the car steadily into the West Han Expressway.

Xi'an to Liuba has more than five hours of driving, on the way to pass through Hanzhong, if there is no traffic jam on the road or something accident, before dawn to get to Liuba is still very easy.

There was nothing to say all the way, and Gong Qingsheng, who was sitting in the back row, never opened his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. However, when the car drove into Liuba County, he opened his eyes on time as if he heard an alarm clock ringing, and after having breakfast in a roadside shop, he asked Lao Hu to find a hotel to rest in the county seat, and drove his business car to Zibai Mountain.

Zibai Mountain, located in the territory of Liuba County at the southern foot of Qinling Mountains, with an altitude of 1300~2600 meters, the mountain is majestic and magnificent, and there are many ancient trees on the mountain, so it is called Zibai Mountain. The rainfall here is abundant, the climate is refreshing, the vegetation is lush and verdant, the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, the stream is murmuring at the bottom of the mountain, the green mountains and green waters, the scenery is picturesque.

Its mountains are majestic, there are ninety-two peaks, eighty-two tans, seventy-two holes, it can be called the "first - famous mountain" of Qinba thousand miles plank road. The mountainous area integrates alpine meadows, rare animals, rare plants, primeval forests, peaks, rocks, caves, tans, springs, streams and canyons, and is known as the saying that "the return of Huangshan does not look at Yue, the return of Jiuzhai does not look at the water, and the return of the purple cypress does not look at the grass".

The van circled the mountain road for five or six hours, and finally stopped when there was no way out. Gong Qingsheng got out of the car and looked around, took out the food he bought in the morning and simply filled his stomach, then raised his feet and stepped on a path that could only accommodate two people walking side by side.

The trail is winding and winding, and it is impossible to see where it leads, and occasionally there will be a few forks, but for Gong Qingsheng, this place is no stranger at all, when he was young, every winter and summer vacation, he would come here to herd sheep, and thus met the mysterious white-haired old man.

Although decades have passed, nothing seems to have changed here, the air is still so fresh, and the trees are still so green, which makes Gong Qingsheng's heart rise with a long-lost sense of intimacy.

After walking along the winding path for about six or seven miles, the front finally opened up, and several antique Taoist temples could be vaguely seen. The Taoist temple in the middle is the most simple and solemn, there are two floors high, there is a plaque hanging on it, and only when you get closer can you see that it is engraved with four big characters that are vigorous and powerful: purple and white Taoist temple.

In front of the Taoist temple is a big square, there are corridors on both sides connected with the side hall, and on the right side of the Taoist temple, you can vaguely see the small bridge and flowing water, the lotus pond is beautiful, there are also a lot of medicinal herbs planted, and there is a faint fragrance of herbs floating in the sky.

Gong Qingsheng walked quickly to the Taoist temple in the middle, and said to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old little Taoist priest: "Please report to the little master, the contemptible Gong Qingsheng, I have something important to ask to see the purple and white Taoist chief." ”,

The little Taoist priest looked at Gong Qingsheng vigilantly, lowered his head and thought for a while before asking, "Do you know the ancestor?"

Gong Qingsheng nodded again and again: "I was fortunate to meet the Taoist chief a few times ago. ”

"Enlighten the heart, bring him in!" Suddenly, an old voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, but it sounded in the ears.

"It turns out that you really know your ancestor, I'm sorry just now, come with me. Wuxin also let down his vigilance and smiled at Gong Qingsheng embarrassedly. And he led him into the temple.

In an extremely simple room in the apse of the Taoist temple, an old Taoist with a childish face and crane hair sat on a Taishi chair, and it was a purple and white Taoist who had already entered the early stage of Jindan.

Speaking of which, the qualifications of this Zibai Daoist are not high, but he is very diligent, as the saying goes, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and it is also the emperor who pays off, and finally let him succeed in building a foundation in his eighties, and finally formed a golden pill at the age of two hundred and thirty.

The Purple White Dao Leader usually lives in a simple place, and he hardly cares much about the outside world, so almost no one in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm knows that there is still a Jindan early stage master hidden in the Zibai Mountain in the depths of the Qinling Mountains.

When Gong Qingsheng was young, he often went to the mountains in front of the Zibai Taoist Temple to herd sheep, and the Zibai Taoist was very fond of Gong Qingsheng, who was still a doll at the time, and he happened to break through to the early stage of Jindan that year, and he was happy to think that Gong Qingsheng had brought him good luck, so he made a promise that as long as Gong Qingsheng encountered any difficulties in the future, he could come to the Zibai Taoist Temple to find him.

Gong Qingsheng, who walked into the room, knelt on the ground with a "snap" when he saw the purple and white Dao Chief, and pleaded again and again: "Dao Chief, please save my son!"

Gong Qingsheng didn't know that there was still a matter of cultivating truth in this world, but in his eyes, he had already decided that the Zibai Daoist was not an ordinary person, from when he saw the Zibai Daoist when he was young, the Zibai Daoist was a child-faced crane hair, and the appearance of the fairy wind Dao bones, now decades have passed, he has become a half-old man, and the appearance of the Zibai Daoist has not changed anything, not only that, but his skin seems to have become more ruddy.

"Xiao Gong, what is the matter!" Zibai Daoist waved his hand and retreated his heart, and released a wave of true yuan to hold up Gong Qingsheng who was kneeling on the ground, and looked at Gong Qingsheng and said sternly.