In the land of the East, Huaqingmen is unique. Nursery rhymes praise:

The bones of the road are breezy, and there is no intention to stay in the dust;

stepping on the gang and fighting, the truth of God can be protected as immortals;

Draw talismans and chant spells, and tie your hands more;

Swallowing clouds and spitting fog, there is smoke in the mediocre world.

Huaqingmen has been inherited for thousands of years and is a world-famous cultivation giant.

The disciples of Huaqing fought with swords and rivers and lakes, managed the injustices in the world, and did not know how many wicked people were solved and how many ghosts were subdued. Therefore, the people within a radius of 10,000 miles bowed to it, and if there were evil words, they were all abandoned like clogs.

The black Xuanji Mountains stretch and fall, lying in the hinterland of the East, with heavy mountains and mountains, groups of peaks standing side by side, those who rise from the ground are majestic and resolute, and those who stretch are beautiful and gentle.

The white clouds are like an ethereal skirt that surrounds the mountainside all year round, making it difficult for people to see the true face of this mountain.

Huaqingmen is located in this mountain range, when it comes to strength, it is worthy of being the pillar stone of the cultivation realm, and there are five great monks in the void and underworld period of its merit, and the people of the infant and fusion period are more like the carp crossing the river. Numerous.

On the wall, there is a horizontal posture of the word "Dao", and the force penetrates the back of the paper. There was a faint smoke in the ashram, and sandalwood burned in the incense burner.

A golden-eyed, domineering vulture stood on the edge of the window, with a delicate copper pipe tied to its feet, and among the copper pipes was a plain note, on which were written several lines of small characters.

He Zuwang read it carefully, and said happily: "It's done, that kid really got his hands on it." ”

The bitter monk was sipping spiritual tea with his mouth sipped, and when he heard the words, he said, "Remember not to leave any horses' feet. ”

He Zuwang said: "The cultivators of Taixi Building have always been cautious, and the master doesn't have to worry too much. ”

Bitter silence said: "That person has a special identity, and I must ensure that the two people involved in this matter are tight-lipped." ”

He Zuwang sneered: "If you ask for so many spiritual materials and immortal treasures, how dare they talk more?"

Ku Silence's face did not change, and he said in a low voice: "Amitabha, Lao Gu still believes that the mouth of the dead is more reliable. ”

He Zuwang frowned and said, "The master wants to kill people and kill people?"

Bitter Silence lowered his eyes and muttered: "People's hearts are unpredictable, if there is really a mistake, it is not a pity for the two of us to die, but I can't bear to implicate the Daomen." ”

He Zuwang was silent for a while, and made up his mind: "The master is reasonable, and this way will arrange it." ”

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a more than ten year-old Taoist boy pushed the door in, bowed down and said: "The master of the Qingying Peak of Tongchen Yuan worships the mountain, and the master is in charge of the sect and sends someone to pass on the master to meet him." ”

He Zuwang suddenly lost color when he heard this, his hands trembled, and he didn't even notice that the paper had fallen to the ground, and he forced himself to calm down: "Such a coincidence! Could it be that the news has been leaked?"

Ku Lin shook his head and instructed Dao Tong: "Please ask the master and nephew to come back to the person, and say that the master will come later." ”

Dao Tong agreed, and after giving a salute, he went away.

Bitter silence inhaled and said: "The abruptness of Qing Ming's coming, the purpose is still unknown, if you really ask about it, Tan Yue can say that you don't know." ”

He Zuwang said: "According to Qingming's temperament, I am afraid that I will have to do it if I don't allow the poor way to argue." ”

Ku Silent shook his head and sighed: "The old man of the bull nose is greedy for life and afraid of death, I just received the news soon, how can Qing Ming kill him? Besides, even if Qing Ming wants to do it, he must tell the right and wrong." ”

Seeing that He Zuwang hesitated, he said bitterly: "Tan Yue doesn't go again, then there is no silver here!"

The real person in charge of the teaching can't be missed, and He Zuwang couldn't stand the urging, and went to the welcome building with a sad face.

Lanxiu Peak is close to the important place of Huaqing Gate, the mountains contain green, and the clouds are piled up in the blue and clouds, because of its beautiful scenery, it is used as a place to receive foreign guests.

Nowadays, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the spring is sultry, the fragrant flowers and jade leaves in the mountains are bursting, the spring bamboo shoots are angry, the birds are chirping, the snow rabbit spirit deer is sleepy, lying in the mountains in all directions and basking in the warm sun.

Above the mountainside, there is a beautiful scenery, the layers are tired, and the Yuyu Qionglou is scattered into fun.

He Zuwang Edgeworth was in a hurry, his mood was quite unstable, he had no intention of enjoying the scenery, he even ignored his disciple's questioning, and even felt that even the sweet taste in the air on weekdays seemed to have changed.

It was quiet outside the welcome building, and there was no lively scene in the past, He Zuwang listened with his ears for a while, and his heart became more and more worried.

He straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and strode into the building.

There are several monks sitting in the building, and an ancient old man who is in good spirits and full of the spirit of the Dao bones and immortals is sitting on the main seat in the middle, and it is the famous Huaqing Sect head Li Xiaoyang.

The Western Order Qing Ming was here, and Lin Mo and others were also here.

And the two of them sat in the east order, Lin Daozi was wearing a cyan robe, wearing a shining lotus crown, his figure was a little bloated, his eyes were a little worried, but there was always a smile on the corner of his lips.

Mingxiao is heroic, about a year of confusion, his eyes are deep and charming, but his attitude is light and proud.

In addition to Qi Canghuang and Su Buyao retreating, three of the five void cultivators of Huaqing Gate actually came.

He Zuwang stepped forward to see them one by one, and retreated to Lin Daozi's side to inquire with his eyes.

Lin Daozi said with a smile: "The reputation of the Qingying Fairy is growing, how can you come to meet you as a teacher." ”

Qing Ming smiled: "Brother Dao praised it, the little girl's evening scholar came to ask for benefits." ”

Lin Daozi said with a smile: "Fairies don't need to be humble. ”

He Zuwang cleared his throat again, and said with a forced smile to Qing Ming and the others: "I have seen the fairy and the senior brothers. ”

The people of Tongchen Yuan returned the salute one after another, and Qing Ming said: "I heard that He Daoyou returned to the mountain not long ago, could it be that there was a delay on the way?"

Qing Ming smiled, but He Zuwang always felt that there was bad intentions behind this person's smile, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and he was sweating finely.

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But he said that since Yan Ci was kidnapped and hurried, he has been very well-behaved all the way, never asking questions, never gagging, and the elite man can't find a chance to get mad, and he has a belly full of anger.

And the old man of Frost Eyebrows dared to be affectionate because of the benefits, and he was quite pleasing to the eye when he saw Yan Ci, and he actually kindly selected two elixirs from the medicine bottles that belonged to Yan Ci and gave them away.

Yan Ci's waist was about to break, but he still had to pretend to be out of hope, occasionally he had to set it up, and he couldn't flatter a few words at every turn, the key was that the compliment was even shy to listen to himself.

The old man with frost eyebrows has a big heart, and continues to be kind and point out one or two in the practice of Taoism, Yan Ci cheered, and the intimacy doubled, and the flattering and coquettish appearance seemed to wish that he was the little grandson of the old man with frost eyebrows.

Seeing this, the fierce man was satisfied, and secretly thought that the thief was so flattering, no wonder Qing Ming was coaxed into comfort, and actually included this embroidered pillow as a personal disciple.

It's no wonder that this thief was greedy for profits, and even betrayed the news of the sect and betrayed the ancient teleportation array. The Qing Ming Dao is mysterious, but it's a pity that I don't know people, it's really a straw bag!

The three of them had been sleeping in the open air for several days, the sun was in the sky, there was a lazy atmosphere floating in the air, Yan Ci muttered in a small voice, and no one knew what he was talking about.

The frost-eyed old man saw that Yan Ci was a little sleepy, so he kindly proposed to rest for a while before continuing on his way.

In fact, Yan Ci held his throat and scolded swear words such as "old and endless" and "dog offal", and he had long felt that his mouth was dry, and when he heard the words, he really wanted to rest and drink saliva and then continue to scold.

Coincidentally, in the green shade next to the official road ahead, a wine flag poked its head out, and the rich aroma of wine hooked the three of them with gluttonous worms.

The sturdy man swallowed his saliva and muttered to himself, "Crude liquor, but it's better than nothing!"

The stream is murmuring, and several exquisite huts sit on the banks of the stream.

A garden of peonies outside the house is blooming brightly, and the three or five tables and chairs in the house are clean and sturdy.

The dazzled and deaf old man is busy at the counter, perhaps because of the bleak business, he can't afford to hire Xiao Er to help take care of it.

The wine shop is not small, but there is only one customer.

An innocent boy with pigtails lying on the table, shaking a wine jug in his hand and sighing, as if full of thoughts.

The three of them couldn't hold back their laughter and entered in turn, and the sturdy man said loudly: "Old man, if you have good wine, just sift a few bowls." ”

The old man didn't seem to hear too clearly, squinted and looked at it for a long time, and then said hoarsely: "This is here, the guest officer will wait for a while." ”

At this time, the boy noticed that someone was coming in, looked up and glanced at it, and when he saw Yan Ci clearly, the boy scratched his head, as if he was a little puzzled.

The wine is a good wine, amber in color, and the six gods of drinking it are refreshing, but the fragrance is too strong.

Yan Ci smacked his tongue and praised: "Well, it is mellow and gloomy, it seems to be made of peony nectar." ”

The elite man pretended to say: "Bitter and spicy, how can it be as good as spirit wine?"

Yan Ci was suddenly disgusted, and the corners of his lips twitched: "You said that such a good wine is worthless, is it because you can't afford to pay for the wine?"

The sturdy man said angrily: "Little cub ......"

The old man with frost eyebrows hurriedly relieved the siege and said: "The quality of the wine depends on the heart, don't be angry......"

The boy in the shop listened to the three of them laughing, swayed over, glanced at Yan Ci and sat down on the opposite side, and said in a milky voice: "Sieve a bowl to taste." ”

The frost-eyed old man was amused before he finished speaking, and the sturdy man was the first to attack, and called the shopkeeper: "Old man, who is this yellow-haired child? ”

The boy turned a deaf ear, staring at Yan Ci and waiting to pour the wine.

Yan Ci couldn't help but tease, lifted the wine jug and poured a bowl in front of the boy, and said with a smile: "Little master, please!"

The boy drank it all, licked his lips and blinked, "It's not so fragrant, it's not so spicy, are you two sick?"

Yan Ci sneered: "I haven't tasted it, try another cup." ”

After pouring it full in a row and drinking three bowls in a row, Yan Ci felt that something was wrong, and glared: "The wine has to be sipped in small sips, and the wild child will drink it all in one go." ”

The boy danced and said happily, "Try again." ”

Taking a sip slightly, Yan Ci smiled and asked, "How?"

The boy squirted the wine on Yan Ci's face with a "poof", stroked his palms and laughed: "Fool egg, trick this seat into drinking!"

The sturdy man had already seen that he was tired, and he lifted the square table on the boy's head, and shouted, "Where is Your Excellency sacred?"

The boy's figure flashed, slipped out a few feet away, touched the little tiger teeth and smiled: "You are vicious, and you actually did it to the child!"

Yan Ci hid far away, wiped the wine stains on his face with his sleeves, and said hatefully: "The old and immortal nine babies!

"He's a nine-infant beast?" the sturdy man said in shock.