"Don't Taoist priests never need to pay attention to their attire?" Lingyun's eyes seriously scanned the Dao-robed man in front of him, and asked Yi Feng.

Now that you are being slapped in the face and asked, don't you know that you are hitting the face of the entire Taoist? And you don't feel that it really hurts?

Yi Feng looked at Lingyun helplessly, but a pair of eyes lashed at the Dao robe man in front of him, and his face looked like he hated iron but not steel.

The Confucian student next to him looked at the two of them and smiled, only Qingyun followed everyone to the private room on the second floor without saying a word.

"It's not what you think, the Taoist Sect is divided into two sects, heaven and earth, most of the people of the Heavenly Sect don't care about their appearance, and they are bent on chasing their own leisure; The Confucian man looked at the girl and continued to ask questions, and replied in advance.

Yi Feng's eyes shrank slightly when he heard this, recalling the appearance of his previous master, and suddenly felt like he had entered the wrong temple to worship the wrong Bodhisattva, and he reluctantly took a sip of burning knife wine, just wanting to burn away the unwillingness and dissatisfaction of his whole body.

When they came to the private room on the second floor, everyone sat down one after another. The man in the Taoist robe on the first seat gently put the dust aside, and after beckoning everyone to take care of himself, he was the first to burn the knife and drink the wine, and only then did his thin and dark square face show an expression of enjoyment.

After enjoying it slowly, the man in the Taoist robe looked sideways at the crowd and said to the Confucian man, "Do you want to ask about something secret?"

The Confucian man pondered the words of the Daoist robed man carefully, and nodded cautiously.

"I don't want the avenue I am pursuing, if I really find the master, then the master will be happy?" the man in the robe asked with interest.

The man in a Confucian robe changed color slightly and was silent.

The man in the robe didn't say much, turned his head to look at Yi Feng, a pair of squinting eyes, squinting over Qingyun's body again and again, and Yi Feng was shocked to goosebumps, and he kept cursing the old indecent in front of him in his heart.

"What, have you figured out your own sect?" asked the man in the robe with a slight squint of his eyes.

"Well, you shouldn't be wrong. Yi Feng said helplessly.

"I don't salute when I know it, but I can't teach you a lesson?" the man in the robe suddenly shouted.

Yi Feng was startled, quickly stood up, and bowed to the man in the Taoist robe.

The man in the Taoist robe raised his eyes disdainfully, but accepted it calmly, and at the same time stared at Yi Feng's wine jug and pouted slightly.

At this time, Yi Feng was bitter in his heart, and kept cursing the man in front of him, but on the surface, he respectfully handed the purple wine gourd on his waist to the man in the robe.

The man in the robe took the wine gourd and drank it in one gulp, until his stomach rose slightly, and then put it down, and at the same time burped.

Yi Feng on the side felt slightly bitter in his heart, and he couldn't wait to grab it in front of the mountain and grab a few feet from the man. Know that you are not only drinking wine, but also the treasures of heaven and earth. Ordinary people have already raced the gods and prolonged their life after taking a sip.

The man in the Taoist robe looked slightly drunk, casually threw the wine gourd to Yi Feng, and said, "Little ghost, although your master is powerful, in the Heavenly Sect, he is a very popular figure. It's just that no matter how powerful you are, it has nothing to do with you. Look at your stingy appearance, maybe you're still cursing in your heart. ”

Yi Feng's face did not change when he heard this, but his heart trembled, and his back was full of cold sweat.

"For your sake, I might as well tell you something. Soon you will go to a place of great prosperity, and you will be happy to go, but after the escape, it will be like a sea of hell and suffering. In the sea of suffering, don't lose hope, when you know that hope is a thing, only if you have it, it will fall on your head. After speaking, the man in the robe turned around in disgust and saw a delicate girl.

The man in the robe straightened his clothes slightly, and looked at the girl with a pleasing face.

It's just that when the girl saw the rare pleasing face of the man in the robe, she only felt very obscene, and her heart was even more disgusted. Quickly turned around, as if one more glance was about to lose ten years of life.

The man in the Taoist robe was slightly startled, but then he didn't blame it, and said with a smile: "When I was a child, I have endured all the hardships of the world, and when I go back, I will enjoy the blessings of the world; It is a disaster and a blessing, and a thousand autumns strive for a line. ”

After speaking, the man in the Taoist robe looked at Qingyun who was quiet on the side, just staring at Qingyun quietly, as if he was quietly waiting for Qingyun to ask questions.

It's just that a long time has passed, but the man in the Dao robe didn't find any signs of Qingyun asking questions, and sighed helplessly: "When you see such a profound Dao Sect cultivator, don't you want to say something?

"There doesn't seem to be much to say, and as for whiskers, I haven't learned before, so I'm not very good at talking. Qingyun, who was dressed in plain clothes, thought about it and answered truthfully.

The man in the Taoist robe patted his head helplessly, stared at Qingyun and asked, "Don't you want to know how to live?"

"When I came, the Great Elder told me that Danzong might still have a chance of life. Your Excellency doesn't have a big elder, but I'm afraid that there is no better way, so I didn't ask. Qingyun returned to the Tao in earnest again.

"Who said that the longer you live, the more you know? But your disease, I can't help you eradicate it, but there is still a way, and when you ask that nerd, he is known as Bai Xiaosheng, who knows everything. And there's a relationship with you. The man in the robe said helplessly.

I don't know if the young man in front of him understood, the man in the robe shook his head slightly, sighing what kind of people are these.

Confucian Sheng slowly woke up, as if he had an epiphany, and the whole person looked more and more chic and elegant. Bowing slightly to the man in the robe, the man rubbed his forehead and asked, "What are your plans now?" ”

"Maybe it's time to go back, after all, there are still things to do at home. Confucius said slowly.

"Well, the old ones don't care anymore, and the little ones don't know how to take care of them, didn't your demon master tell you what to do?" said the man in the Taoist robe with a tone of hatred that iron is not steel.

The Confucian man looked at the man in the robe in surprise, kept calculating in his hands, looked at Qingyun silently, and bowed down again to thank the man in the robe.

The man in the robe waved his sleeves, turned around and grabbed the burning knife and wine, and wanted to walk out the door.

Confucian looked at the man in the Taoist robe who was about to leave and said, "You bull-nosed old man, you said something, and just left?"

The man in the Taoist robe paused slightly, shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, he is the same demon king, as a Confucian who is famous all over the world, but he also does some obscene things. ”

"It's hard to wait for five years for Taoist friends, but there are also difficulties in the next five years, just say a few words, and you can share a great reward when you go back. These children have only just left home, and it is always good for Taoist friends to form a good relationship. Confucian said seriously, exuding a faint sense of righteousness.

The man in the Taoist robe shook his head slightly, no more, casually threw down three crumpled talismans, and left quickly with a slight heartache.

In a Taoist temple of blue bricks and ancient porcelain, the three ancestors of Taoism are enshrined above. The three ancestors stared into the distance, dressed in golden robes and staring indifferently at the people under the mountain. The green lanterns are always burning, the incense is continuous, the incense clouds are shrouded, and the mystery is indescribable.

Inside the Taoist temple sat an old man with green silk and white hair, dressed in plain robes, and lying quietly on his chest with a wisp of dust in front of him. The old man squinted his eyes slightly, his mouth kept chattering, and wisps of cyan light flew out of the old man's body, slowly converged, and finally landed on the green light.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes instantly, and his hands quickly pinched the magical spell mark at the same time, and a huge gossip and two instruments gently shrouded the Taoist, and the Taoist's thin right hand gently pushed, and a black talisman instantly ignited a flame, and in a moment it turned into a ball of flying ash. The huge yin and yang gossip fish around slowly disappeared, and the old man raised his head slightly and muttered: "I finally destroyed the talisman of the Great Dao, it seems that my disciple has succeeded." ”

The old man was in a good mood, slowly walked out of the Taoist temple, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. With a slight shake of the dust in his hand, a golden dragon lightning slashed down out of thin air, and a huge hill disappeared in an instant, leaving only a huge deep pit. The old man looked at the huge pit in front of him with satisfaction, as if he thought of something, and said in a low voice: "Old ghost, now that you have been gone for many years, you don't know whether you live or die. A demon-sealing talisman actually sealed my Dharma body for three hundred years, and now my cultivation has been restored, thanks to your gift, my mind has been cultivated to a higher level. I want to see what secrets you have hidden in your hidden disciples. ”

The old man with green silk and white hair waved his hand slightly, and the plain robe on his body was instantly hung with golden light, and the bundled hairpin turned into a golden light turned into a Taoist hat, and stepped on two golden rays.

The white-haired old man was like a golden giant, his whole body was shining with golden light, and a huge law minister stood behind the old man, and he was carrying a sharp sword behind his back.

The old man gently pulled down the sword, pinched it casually, and a huge cyan talisman appeared out of thin air, and with a sword light, the golden talisman flew into the sky. Soon, the originally clear sky was shrouded in rolling dark clouds, and a treasure engraved with runes slowly appeared in the dark clouds.

The old man twisted the sword in his right hand, and with a slight flick, a huge gossip flew down on the treasure book, and the old man kept chanting strange spells in the air. The gossip in the treasure book slowly rotated, and it slowly turned into a few figures.

The old man looked at Baojian with satisfaction, and pre-checked the appearance of several figures, but in an instant, Baojian appeared a few cracks, and the cracks gradually expanded.

The old man looked at the black talisman, his originally happy face was instantly covered with a hideous look, and he slapped the sword in his hand with a slight distraction, and a giant dragon lightning rushed towards the black talisman with a talisman that could have yin and yang gossip. As soon as the two came into contact, the black thunder in the sky rushed down like a waterfall.

The old man in the center of the thunder light shook his head slightly, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the cyan light in his eyes dimmed.

"If it weren't for the Taoist inheritance, how could you have sealed your Dharma Body for three hundred years? Now it is actually the thoughts of the younger generation, have you lived to be a dog for three hundred years?" A huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, the black shadow slowly turned around, wrapped in a black robe, and floated naturally without wind;

"Demon Sealing Holy Lord, I didn't expect you to be alive. The golden-bodied old man slowly raised his head and said.

"What, a bit of a surprise?" the old man in the black cloak asked mockingly.

"Look at the shackles that seem to have broken through your cultivation?" The golden-bodied old man asked seriously as if he hadn't heard the mockery of the old man in the black cloak.

"Sitting in a well and watching the sky, I don't know how high the sky is. I advise you not to attack my disciple's idea, seal the Dharma Body again for thirty years, if you don't repent, the next time you will die. The man in black said indifferently.

A black talisman slowly fell on the golden old man, and the golden light gradually disappeared, revealing an old man in plain clothes. The black-robed figure in the sky slowly disappeared.

"Thirty years? It seems that your influence is getting smaller and smaller. The old man in plain clothes looked at the sky and muttered.

"Really?" A voice suddenly came from the void, as if a thunderbolt struck the old man's divine sea.

The old man only felt that the sea of gods exploded, and forcibly pinched a talisman and imprinted it in the sea of knowledge, and the chaotic sea of knowledge regained its calm. The old man, who had regained his composure, shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly. In an instant, the old man's hands quickly pinched the seal, and strange pictures appeared in front of the old man.

Looking at the picture in front of him, the old man said helplessly: "It's been thirty years, but I'm afraid that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming in less than fifty years, but you have compassion, and I really don't know whether I should be grateful to you or not." ”