The first autumn rain just walked on the back foot, and the second autumn rain came on the front foot.

Just as the first autumn rain has not changed much, it is still dripping, just like the eve and like last year.

During the day, the high-rise building that accompanied the old man to turn over the yellow calendar and accompanied Dai Yunong to listen to the story stood quietly in the Ascension City.

This watchtower has no name, but the name of the young Taoist priest who slowly ascended the tower has a lot of names.

Lu Shen, Lu Lift, Lu Kang?

When the young Taoist ascended to the last second floor, he didn't know that the nerve was wrong, and he was stunned and didn't go upstairs, staring at a pillar for a long time and refusing to move.

The young Taoist sat and thought, and then pretended to be undecided, and after a long time, as if he had been enlightened, he raised his right hand and stretched out his slender index finger to write and draw on the pillar.

It was a poem, and it turned out that the initial thinking, then the hesitation, and finally the inspiration was not thinking about how to compose a poem, but thinking about whose poem to find.

After carving the famous seven-character poem on the Yellow Crane Tower in Jiangzhou County on the pillar, the young Taoist still felt a little unsatisfactory, and finally took off the crown of the Tao, took off the scarf and tied it under the pillar to sign Lu Kang.

Wearing the crown and continuing to climb the building, Lu Kang did not deliberately hide his breath, and looked fearless.

Mi Zhengze waited on the top floor early.

Yan Qing is also hidden above the autumn rain, for the monk, as long as he stands high enough, he is not afraid of not seeing the moon and touching the stars.

Interestingly, the Taoist sacrificial saint also showed up, in fact, he really didn't want to get involved in these things, let alone deal with these people, let alone a scoundrel like Lu Kang, who would have a headache when he saw Wang Chong.

But there's no way, who makes this guy a disciple of Dao Ancestor now?

Since he is in charge of the Diaoyutai world, then he can't watch Lu Kang finally be chased around like a dog, not to mention that Lu Kang's special identity will lose his Taoist face, mainly once this guy sees his embarrassed appearance when he bumps into him, it is not a good thing for him to hold a grudge against him, and he is not afraid of thieves stealing or afraid of thieves.

Lu Kang went upstairs with a smile, and greeted Mi Zhengze with a smile, looking like he hadn't seen him for a long time and missed it.

"Oh, Mr. Mi was offended a lot the night before, and he was in a hurry, but he didn't have time to say hello to the old man. Lu Kang apologized, looking ashamed.

Qi Zhengze couldn't help but slander in his eyes, now most of these mountaintop monks are generally thick-skinned like that person.

"Huh, why don't you see Yanqing girl? The night before yesterday, I only saw a flash of red light, and I thought that Mr. Mi was a noble man who forgot about the younger generation, and relied on the high realm to make the mysterious fairy spell to kill the younger generation, so scared that the younger generation was holding the head of the rat, and the seven souls and six spirits were so frightened that they lost several of them, and they haven't picked them up until now. Now that I think about it, it's really clumsy and reckless for the younger generation. Didn't my eldest sister Yanqing rush thousands of miles from the dome to Diaoyutai just to take a look at Brother Lu Kang? Saying that, Lu Kang also raised his hand, rolled up his sleeves and wiped away his tears, looking stunned.

The sacrificial saint held his forehead and shook his head without looking at it, while Yan Qing covered his ears with his hands and kept chanting in his mouth: "Don't listen, don't listen to Wang Ba's recitation......"

It's not that Lu Kang's realm is profound, and neither Old Man Mi nor Yan Qing can mess with him, the main reason is that Lu Kang is involved in too many factors.

Just one name represents the little Zhou Tian Dao Ancestor.

And Lu Kang is not a heinous sinner in this world, at most he has different concepts and thoughts on how to do things, so he can't Yan Qingqi and others get close to Lu Kang, so he Lu Kang can't walk in the world, right?

Moreover, to a certain extent, he Lu Kang is also Lu Jiao, who is also the head of the Taoist innate sect and a disciple of Taiqing.

So Lu Kang is not only not afraid of death, but even many people are worried that Lu Kang has an accident.

Qi Zhengze looked a little impatient, he waved his hand and immediately dispersed the autumn rain, and said, "What are you kid going to do?"

Lu Kang smiled and said: " The main thing is to come and see your old man's house, and then go to see the baby named Dai Yunong, I heard that it is an orphan, I Lu Kang is the most unbearable in this world, I have to appease and appease this hard-working child, it is best to take it with you to go out for a walk and see the mountains and rivers, if you can accept it as a disciple, it is even better, it is the so-called one day for the teacher and the father for life, and I look handsome again, it is very easy to find a young and beautiful mother for this hard-working baby, and then our family of three is simply a very beautiful picture in the long river of time, and then I fell asleep, Lu woke up, happy to be a groom and a father, that can not be grateful to my senior brotherSo Mr. Mi has to let me take this child away, right? I have to thank you for Lu Jia. ”

Mi Zhengze looked displeased, but more worried.

In the previous plan, Dai Yunong showed his head and showed his edge in 20 years, or even later.

But the appearance of Lu Kang completely disrupted the layout, just like in the process of throwing stones to ask for directions, Dai Yunong's big stone was thrown out first, and it is conceivable that in the future, some people who intend to target Dai Yunong will only be more evil.

Zhan Xiaocheng, who originally planned to attract Dai Yunong's attention, may have changed their positions in an instant because of Lu Kang's turmoil, which made Dai Yunong the target of public criticism.

If this really happens, Zhan Liancheng asks himself, how should he choose the overall situation and emotion? Maybe Zhan Liancheng will be upset at that time, and let Dai Yunong be the shield of Du Yufu.

But no matter whether Zhan Xiaocheng continued to firmly choose Dai Yunong or retreated and entrusted the great task to Du Yufu, who was already out, it had no impact on Lu Shen.

But for Dai Yunong, it is a disservice.

At first, Mi Zhengze was still complacent, Song Qing'a and Dai Yunong met early, which was to reassure Zhan Zhengcheng in advance.

But now that I think about it, if Zhan Xiaocheng really gave up Dai Yunong for the sake of righteousness, maybe there is no need for others to deliberately target Zhan Zhengcheng, Chao Gecheng will take the lead in attacking Zhan Zhengcheng, and then the Confucian line of the Confucian Temple of Literature will really have to tear his face with Wumiao, and even if it is not, he will feel guilty.

Thinking of this, Mi Zhengze couldn't help but blurt out: "It's really a-stirring stick!"

"Hey, don't scold my brothers and sisters like that! Besides, I appreciate Zhan Zhengcheng's later life, and I am very satisfied with my knowledge and disciples! How can your old man scold him for?" Lu Kang was startled.

Suddenly, Lu Kang showed a painful look, his body was unstable and trembling, holding the railing with one hand and covering his chest with the other.

The complexion suddenly turned red, and then quickly turned sallow!

"Sir. Lu Kang seemed to be in extreme pain at this time, his words were a little slurred, he couldn't speak clearly, and he held back for a long time before he could hold back his words, "Let me meet that child, I'm Lu Jia!"

The old man frowned and stared at Lu Kang, without speaking or taking the initiative to help.

In the end, he seemed to have decided something, and scolded: "Little bastard, fuck off your mother's eggs!" I tell you, don't talk about now, even in the future, you don't want to see him, it's a big deal, let's spend it in this Flying Ascension City, I don't believe it won't cure you!"

Lu Kang suddenly returned to normal, swept the railing with his right hand, gathered water droplets and washed the black footprints on his robe on the palm of his hand.

The young Taoist sighed, and suddenly his face was hideous, a cold light flashed in his sleeve, and there was an extra dagger in his hand.

The next scene made the Taoist saint who sat in the world of Diaoyutai stunned, he bowed to Yan Qing, and didn't care whether she saw it or not, whether she would take care of herself, so he said goodbye and left.

By the way, he has already prepared a draft in his heart how to report his resignation to Bai Yujing, he has no face to continue to accompany the other two sect saints to sit in the world, he can't wait to take off the Taoist robe on his body, shave the annoyance of Lausi and become a monk on the spot!

I saw Lu Kang put the dagger on this neck without warning, gritted his teeth, and said righteously: "I'll tell you the old thing, if you don't let me see my precious apprentice today, I will die here today!

Saying that, Lu Kang paused, and then changed his words and continued: "Come on, I don't want the apprentice anymore, and I won't live anymore! Once I'm dead, I'll lead the second child to see the third child! It's good to be dead, it's a hundred years old, it's just pity my rain farmer child, my new clothes that are close to me and warm will be wiped out by you old guys before the cold winter comes!

The old man was angry, annoyed and funny.

Staring at Lu Kang with a strange expression, I really don't know what to say!

After a few times of wanting to speak, he simply didn't speak, and watched Lu Kang play his own monkey trick.

The dagger in Lu Kang's hand can be said to be similar to Wei Shu's, but the most fundamental difference is that Wei Shu's dagger was forged into a flying sword and then forged into a dagger with good rank.

And the dagger in Lu Kang's hand is just a flying sword that catches up with the general rank, and it really has to be different from Wei Shu's dagger, and the dagger in Lu Kang's hand is really slightly better.

The cold light flashed, and blood splattered the pavilion.

Fortunately, the old man had taken precautions and did not let these filthy things get wet, and in the end, the blood was actually or starlight, slowly rising into the sky, getting higher and higher, like stars shining.

Standing tall, holding a dagger in one hand and a head in the other.

The rotten mouth is not rotten, and it is Lu Kang, who is carrying the head he is carrying by himself, and said in a threatening tone: "The last chance, if you don't agree to me again, you will really die!"

Lu Kang is actually very helpless, but if there is a way to enter Caotou Village, he will not die in vain.

The main reason is that he himself is too hasty, and he disturbed Jiang Xian's shell in the long river of time, and the wishful thinking did not make a clang in his hand, but fell to the ground with a clang.

Lu Kang was also puzzled, walking on the long river of time was a way to kill the Tao, he really didn't expect that after so long, instead of walking on thin ice, Jiang Xianke was like a leisurely stroll, saying that if he went upstream, he would go upstream, and he was caught.

After escaping away from the long river of time, Lu Kang actually pondered for a long time, and he didn't take it for granted. I just kept it and thought about it later, and then I simply didn't think about anything, and came to the old man to splash and roll around, anyway, no one really could do anything about themselves.

Qi Zhengze looked at his dead beggar appearance, but he was less annoyed and more helpless, he thought too much just now, and he didn't get angry, which would see Lu Kang more when he saw a disobedient junior rolling with him in front of him.

The old man who has lived for so long is really a hard-hearted master?

But as soon as this mood arose, the old man's heart suddenly sounded an alarm bell, and the old man suddenly came back to his senses and woke up, and in a trance, he was distracted and almost fell into the way.

Old man Mi will really be angry, and he is just about to teach this kid a lesson.

A flying sword passed through Xiao Zhoutian and came to the world of Diaoyutai in a few flashes, like a meteor crossing the night in the dreary night sky.

The flying sword suddenly accelerated, leaving a slender silver tail in the night sky and hovering between Old Man Mi and Lu Kang.

The three sacrificial saints each bowed to the tall building below, which was regarded as a salute to the Dao Ancestor.

Lu Kang put his head back on his neck and twisted his neck, changing his previous cynical appearance.

Bai Yujing's flying sword transmission is extremely rare.

Lu Kang flicked his fingers, and the silver flying sword suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated.

At the same time, a small world rose on its own, completely isolating the two from the outside world.

A picture appears between the two.

It was the conversation of the four top men on the Pacific Ocean that day.

This conversation is not secretive, but whether or not you are qualified to know what it is about.

The scroll disappears, and the small world dissipates on its own

The two had different expressions.

Old man Mi's expression was not very relaxed, but he was obviously more comfortable than Lu Kang.

The dark clouds slipped quickly, like a child who had been holding his urine all night and was about to pour a thousand miles when he was forcibly interrupted, and he had to speed up and slip away to another place to continue releasing water.

Lu Kang's whole person seemed to be deflated, listless, and a little sluggish, his own master made an agreement with him, and it seemed that he had to plan again.

The old man smiled slightly: "I won't stop you, and I won't keep you." As he spoke, he walked away, and when he went downstairs, he saw the scarf fluttering in the wind on the pillar, and he sighed, and untied the scarf and folded it into his sleeve.