Because of the special nature of Heavenly Court, the 36,000 immortals of Heavenly Court are actually 36,000 piggy banks, and if you die one, you will smash a piggy bank, and there will be immortal money falling like rain on the world.

The Heavenly Court Martial Commander who was cut in two by a sword in the belly of the beetle and killed by Lei Fa was obviously not outstanding in his own realm, and a rain of gold and copper coins was like dew blown by the wind on a tree, and it was scattered in the blink of an eye.

In the sky above Caotou Village, those gold and copper coins instantly turned into golden water lines after touching the light mask, making the otherwise inconspicuous light mask become brilliant at this moment.

Above the canopy, Lu Kang, the co-master of the heavenly court on the bright side, did not feel annoyed at all at this moment because the heavenly general had fallen and turned into immortal money to nourish a cave sky, but instead picked up his robe and took a large handful of immortal money.

It was as if the Heavenly Court that was gone away had nothing to do with him.

The Taoist sacrificial saint shook his head helplessly when he saw it, and slandered in his heart, saying that what about the wall?

Lu Kang pinched the clouds that were pressed back under the nine heavens into a chair and sat on it and looked at Erlang's legs, as if he could see through what he was thinking, and asked with a smile: "The real body is facing the wall, what does it matter to my Yang God?"

This Taoist sacrificial saint glanced at Zhaoyao Mountain, and quickly slipped away, oh bad, he was targeted.

The other two accompanying saints also looked away with interest, no longer caring about the excitement of Zhaoyao Mountain.

When there was only one person left in the sky, he sighed, and instantly looked a little listless and depressed.

He took out a gold essence copper coin converted by the Heavenly Court Heavenly General, looked at it and muttered: "It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead, it's a hundred times to be dead, and no one owes anyone anything." ”

For those so-called immortals in the Heavenly Court, it is better to die and more comfortable.

Another self-proclaimed red-clothed Confucian man in Caotou Village, who wore the rain and the god of agriculture, not only attracted the attention of the three sects, but also touched the heartstrings of a person in the world far away.

Zhan Xiaocheng felt something, but he was not surprised by this strange scene in Zhaoyao Mountain.

Whether he chooses Du Yufu or Dai Yunong, Zhaoyao Mountain will appear in another of the two.

One is the god of Dai Yunong, and the other is the god of Du Yufu, or the divinity.

Compared with the scene when he and Mi Zhengze deduced this scene back then, Zhan Xiaocheng at this time seemed very calm, his breath was steady, and his expression was calm, just like the teacher invigilating in the examination room.

This composure does not come from his open-mindedness and belief that there is nothing he can do, but from the fact that, like his husband, he has confidence in his students.

Today's weather is fine, and for these two Confucian scholars, who are both gentlemen, basking in the sun by themselves is equivalent to drying books.

But today's Confucian is very different, he sits on the stone steps, rests the fairy sword named Tian Fu on his knees, holds the hilt with one hand and gently wipes it with the other hand.

Among the ancient twelve immortal swords, Tian Fu, who is at the bottom of the ranking, is also the immortal sword with the least number of swords, not that Confucian students don't like to dance and play with swords, but they have always had few opportunities.

10,000 years ago, there were two Dao species in the same era in Guozijian, one was the sword immortal Shixian at that time.

At that time, the Great Shang Dynasty was still sharing the world with the Southern Dynasty and Xijing, and the student of Guozijian, who was both a sword immortal and a poet immortal, dared to confront the emperor again and again for the queen of the dynasty.

At that time, the lingering gossip surrounding these three people was also a joke that could not be ignored after dinner.

And the second is now the Confucian who has become today's Confucian Temple, which is comparable to today's Great Shang Empress, but she rules over the sects of the world.

The surname is official, the word is a good old man holding a sword in his left hand, the sword points to the sky, the sword body is not carved or equipped with gold ornaments, it is extremely clean, so it looks very dazzling under the refraction of the sunlight at the moment.

"Is Lu Kang a little too idle?" the old man muttered to himself, and then a sword light rushed up to the sky, and Changhong pierced through the bells in the canopy, reaching the first floor of Bai Yujing.

It's just that the last sword light suddenly dissipated, as if the courtyard was swept by a monk.

Only a not-so-cold sword intent knocked on the door of the small building.

"In my vein, I don't have anything taboo, but I am most annoyed that someone robs students. The old man withdrew his sword, put it on his knees on a different side, and continued to wipe it with a silk cloth.

He doesn't need to let everyone in the world know who he is, how much ability he has, or how high his knowledge and how deep his realm is.

He just needs to let those behind the scenes who have been restless and want to target the Confucian students in the world know that he is an official Baoren, an official good, and holding Tianfu, one of the twelve immortal swords.

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The twilight of the day is heavy, and the golden 'lanterns' are lit up one by one.

Snow flakes shook from the ground like mist.

Then the snow mist that rose into the air was suddenly stirred up by a strong wind.

Tian Shuhou's fist came from Caotou Village and approached the Dai Yunong in a red-clothed shirt.

He suddenly felt a little aggrieved with a confident smile, he dared to hold the Heavenly Court military generals in his hand, and dared to smile and look at the belly of the beetle to greet the belly, but when he faced Tian Shuhou's fist, he raised his hand in fear and blocked it in front of him.

His movements were not like trying to block the punch, but more like a young man who had been imprisoned in a dark room and suddenly saw the sun he had been thinking about one day, but he couldn't accept the dazzling light of the sun for a while.

It turned out that all he wanted was the sun, not the so-called light.

Tian Shuhou's fist didn't hit his body, and the belly of the beetle choked his wrist in time, and instantly unloaded his fist.

At this time, Tian Shuhou was also like a beetle at that time, his expression was solemn and uneasy.

For them, the tricky thing is not to face the high realm of the mountain top monk, it is precisely to face such a situation where they want to punch but can't punch.

I hate in my heart, and my hands itch, but I just can't.

Tian Shuhou is exactly the same as the belly of the beetle, and he has seen the red-clothed Dai Yunong thoroughly inside and out, but he has not seen any clues, it is not the transformation of some ghostly spirit, nor is it a puppet secret technique, nor is it a human face mask.

The 'Dai Yunong' in front of him, who looked very weird in red, was Dai Yunong.

"Uncle, I'm really a rain farmer. "He was very aggrieved, extremely aggrieved.

"Could it be that my family of three is going to die because of you?" His words made Tian Shuhou tremble.

Even Dai Yunong, who was wearing a heavy cotton jacket, couldn't help but take a step back.

No one knew better than him who the red-shirted man in front of him was.

As he said, he is Dai Yunong. Myself too.

But he is not himself, this person who is exactly the same as himself, just Dai Yunong, not him.

He wanted to explain something, but he couldn't open his mouth and didn't know how to say it.

He was wearing cotton clothes, and was blocked by Tian Shuhou and the belly of the beetle, but he did not feel warm because of this, but felt very aggrieved and even a little resentful.

This emotion did not come from his heart, but from another Dai Yunong.

He stepped forward, and neither of them noticed his movements.

He slowly pulled the two of them apart and got out of the middle, in exchange for how he wouldn't be so rude before, and even a little offended at this time.

"Who are you?" his voice was filled with hatred, and he couldn't accept the reality, so he asked again.

From the first time he saw this red dress, he was already a little timid, and then he had low self-esteem, and the emotion that came to him was fear.

It's not that I'm afraid that there is one more Dai Yunong in the world, but that the extra Dai Yunong is better than him, more like a scholar, and more like a student of Zhan Xiaocheng.

The face is full of confidence, that kind of grandeur, and that kind of unfazed.

Isn't that what he wants to grow up to be?

For Dai Yunong, the competition between Dai Yunong, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, and him was not a battle between two flowers on a rhizome, not a battle between two hub flowers on a branch, not a dispute between classmates, not a dispute between brothers, not a battle between rivals, not a battle for avenues.

They are up to them in how they win or lose.

But he is fighting with this Dai Yunong, no.

He had a feeling that if he lost, he wouldn't even be able to be Dai Yunong.

A bright light suddenly flashed on the right shoulder of his cotton coat, followed by an arc of lightning.

He once fought with Wei Shu and divided life and death, and also fought with Zang Hongzu to win and lose.

But Dai Yunong has never been so decisive as he is now.

Ning Lei shot quickly towards Hongyi's chest, but neither the belly nor Tian Shuhou made a move to stop him, and even hoped that this matter would end.

However, after Ning Lei touched the red clothes, he disappeared abruptly, and then hovered over the right shoulder of the red clothes.

It's your thunder, and it's my thunder.

Dai Yunong's body was weak, and he almost fell to the ground, but at this time, he was helped by someone.

It wasn't Tian Shuhou who was holding him, and it couldn't be a beetle's belly.

The first to chase out of Dai Yu's farmhouse was not Liao Ge, but Zang Hongzu, who knew him the latest.

Then there are You Yanji, Liao Ge, and Tian Yi, which will Dai Yudai was still far behind, and it is estimated that he just ran across the stone bridge.

He held Dai Yunong, his eyes fixed on the other Dai Yunong, his tone was flat, not arguing about anything, just telling a fact.

"I was still in a pot with him just now, and you told me that you were Dai Yunong?"

He swept away the previous gloom, smiled and replied confidently: "I said that I am Dai Yunong, and I didn't say that he wasn't, let alone that I was him." ”

Tian Yi couldn't bear it at first, rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Whatever you do, anyway, you are definitely not Dai Yunong, the demon saw that I punched you in your true form." ”

The red-clothed Dai Yunong shook his head helplessly, looked at Tian Yi, who was held down by Tian Shuhou, and quipped: "You kid, you're not afraid of anything, you're afraid of big roosters, so I told you to go up the mountain to catch Babao chickens, and you won't go to death." The reason is very simple, it is because when you were a child, you liked to wear open crotch pants, and when you finished eating, a grain of rice stuck to your place. As he spoke, he smiled evilly and pointed to Tian Yi's underneath. "You sit on the threshold of my house, so that you don't die, my big rooster saw that there was a grain of rice on your chicken, so he pecked you, and you cried for a long time in pain, and since then you have grown up, and you will never wear open crotch pants again, and you will see chickens like ghosts. ”

Tian Yi's arrogance disappeared immediately, and the immortal was because he was exposed by Dai Yunong, but he dared to guarantee that Dai Yunong had never told anyone about this matter, otherwise he would have been laughed out of his big teeth a long time ago, and his title of the Great Demon King of the Mixed World would have been lost a long time ago.

Tian Yi was a little at a loss, but after Tian Shuhou's hand was released, he just shouted at Shu Hou Dad, his tone was a little dazed and a little confused.

"Who are you?" Dai Yunong asked again, but his voice was much quieter than the first time, and even he himself had begun to slowly accept this reality.

There is another Dai Yunong in the world.

"I am your God. This is the second time he has said something like this.

At first, the belly of the beetle had not yet figured out the taste.

This will give Tian Shuhou a glance, and the two of them will suddenly be stationed in real time to prevent accidents. Yang Shen had already arrived at the door of the old village chief's house.

The old village chief is still the same as usual.

The two of them were silent, but not speaking was the biggest question, that posture seemed to be, if the old village chief didn't say the reason today, neither of them would give up.

The old village chief didn't know whether he didn't pay attention to it at all or had already made a good draft, concise and to the point, only said that this was a big test for the students of Mr. Ren's family, what do the two reckless men know? Salty and radish are not worried, and the dog is nosy with the mouse......

The beetle belly was the first to leave, the real body left Zhaoyao Mountain, and the yang god also left Caotou Village, and was scolded by the old village chief.

didn't scold Tian Shuhou much, just said that he would get his fucking eggs out of the New Year as soon as he finished the New Year.

When Tian Shuhou went down the mountain, he took away the three young people and You Yanji by the way, Tian Shuhou sent a message, asking them not to get involved, and the three of them would be a little more at ease if they were not at ease.

Zang Hongzu was the first to leave, and You Yanji also followed.

One is the descendant of the sect, and the other is the mountain and wild cultivation of the ups and downs.

The two of them knew very well that what Dai Yunong was facing now might be a catastrophe similar to the battle with the Great Dao.

You Yanji was the second to leave, but he was the last to leave.

He stood on the mountain road, and as he took the next step, even if he stretched his neck, he couldn't see the two Dai Yunong on the swaggering mountain.

You Yanji was stunned for a moment, not reluctant, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, You Yanji's desire to speak stopped and became a relieved smile.

He looked at Dai Yunong, who was sitting on the ground and lost his mind, and shouted: "The little shopkeeper, in this life, he is a man, an orphan, a qi practitioner, a wrestler, a sword cultivator, and a student of Mr. Zhan, it doesn't matter if you don't do a good job, but you have to do your best." ”

Then he hugged his fist at Dai Yunong, who was wearing a red Confucian shirt, and said: "I want you to remember, you are an honest person when you are young, and most of the people in this Caotou Village are also honest people, you should know this sentence best, there is a Buddha in the heart of an honest person, the Buddha oppresses the demon, you push the Buddha, you should face the devil." ”

Dai Yunong, who had a straight waist, smiled at You Yanji and nodded.

Dai Yunong in front of him was still glazed, and the six gods had no master, but it was a pity that he could no longer perceive his thoughts now.

He is the god of Dai Yunong, and it is not wrong to say that Dai Yunong is the one who descends.

To be more precise, he is Dai Yunong's divinity, and he has been placed in Dai Yunong's heart lake by Zhan Yancheng all these years, which is a dark and secluded place, and every day he is accompanied only by the sound of Zhan Yancheng's reading and Dundun's teaching.

Just like Dai Yunong in a padded jacket, they don't recognize each other as themselves.

In fact, Zhan Yancheng hinted at Dai Yunong, who was the Adventist, very early on.

It was from the booklet that commented "I have been with me for a long time, and I would rather be me".

The reason why Dai Yunong can't read it is because his divinity has always been at work.

Lu Kang's talisman paper called 'Soul Returns' was actually a key, which completely released him from the depths of Dai Yunong's heart, and Lu Kang invisibly reached a consensus with Zhan Yancheng, and in the dark, the two of them had a game.

For Zhan Xiaocheng and Lu Kang, whether the divine Dai Yunong won or the advent Dai Yunong won, Dai Yunong is Dai Yunong.

But for the divine Dai Yunong and the advent Dai Yunong, this is not the case, whoever loses is 'dead'.

Because they don't recognize each other as themselves, they see each other as separate individuals, so they become two 'I's'.

What the two 'me' are fighting for is not the real 'me'.

This 'I' is not the only Dai Yunong.

The divinity Dai Yunong saw that his eyes were dull, and he couldn't help but taunt: "How is it? Is it not serious about reading, or is it better to be taught by a gentleman?"

He remained silent, and he continued: "You are from the earth, and I am different, I am handed down from the gods, generation after generation, and you should know in your heart why I call you the Descendant, because you do not belong here. ”

Divine Dai Yunong was about to continue to speak to interfere with his Dao heart, but found that he had moved.

Dai Yunong, like You Yanji this morning, covered his padded jacket.

Dai Yunong said slowly: "There are many things and things, and each one returns to its roots. ”

This sentence is exactly a sentence in Zhan Xiaocheng's booklet, not the main text, but a preface.

Dai Yunong slowly raised his head as he spoke, he looked directly at the so-called god in the red Confucian shirt, and then said: "You just want to possess this physical body, right? Just like the old lobby, I am actually a Buddha in my heart." ”

Saying that, Dai Yunong slowly sat up straight, and continued: "I dare to kill you, it turns out that it is not because I am afraid, but because I want to. ”

"But why don't you dare to kill me? Does that mean you don't have the ability to kill me? Or do you not dare to kill me? Or do you not dare to kill me?"

"I think it's the latter. As he spoke, he reached out and touched the red robe.

Dai Yunong kept asking, in fact, what was to testify, and finally asked the red clothes to retreat.

He couldn't help but smile, as if he had figured it out: "Murderous heart, killing body." ”

Dai Yunong got up slowly, his eyes bright: "We are not me." ”

Dai Yunong said this, his hands slapped heavily, and then clasped together.

"I am not me, you are my inner demon? and I am a Buddha in the heart of the old lobbying 'me'. ”

Dai Yunong pressed forward step by step, wearing a red dress in the golden light, but he was retreating step by step.

"Mr. Zhan taught you the knowledge in the book, but why didn't he teach me the truth outside the book? This shows that Mr. Zhan has never been biased towards you or me!"

Dai Yunong, who was wearing a red Confucian shirt, stopped abruptly and did not retreat.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and sighed, he didn't expect those books to be read by him.

"Then bet, see if I am the first to kill, or you are the first to kill?"

Dai Yunong has an extra red knife in his sleeve, and the red blade is more eye-catching than the red clothes.

He pointed at him with a red knife in his hand and said, "Ning Lei can be yours, and the Hanging Sword Tower should also be yours, but this knife was given to me by her!"

Divine Dai Yunong nodded, the corners of his mouth rose, deliberately provoked him and said: "Don't worry, when I kill my heart, I will leave a little bit of you, and I won't kill them all, just a little bit." As he spoke, he gestured, "Then one day when I spend candles with her, I will take you out, and I will tell you how moist she is." ”

Dai Yunong frowned, then slowly stretched, with a mockery on the corner of his mouth: "If I lose, you will definitely die under her sword, like me, she doesn't like it." ”

The divinity Dai Yunong frowned, a little annoyed!

The red knife was put into the sheath, and he carried it down the mountain, if he didn't go back, a few of them would definitely not be willing to eat it, and the hot pot would be tasteless after simmering for a long time.

Dai Yunong was also even more determined to kill him!

Compared with the original desire to kill Wei Shu, I wanted to kill this 'me' even more.

Song Qing'a will definitely not like Dai Yunong like him, Dai Yunong likes Song Qing'a so much, how can Song Qing'a not like Dai Yunong?

In Dai Yunong's house, two candles are lit on the incense table, and two tablets are enshrined.

The offerings on the table of the Eight Immortals for the worship of the ancestors had been taken away in exchange for an oil lamp.

The fire in the stove was so small that a film had curdled on the surface of the soup in the pot.

The thin slices of beef that were cut by You Yanji don't look very fresh at this time.

You Yanji didn't know that he had never turned out a futon and placed it in front of the incense case.

According to the customs of Caotou Village, they would ask the gods to worship the Bodhisattva on weekdays, but when they really encountered something, the paper money was still burned to their ancestors.

You Yanji doesn't know how many times he kowtowed to Dai Yunong's parents.

Zang Hongzu was a little annoyed and complained: "You can do it, will other people's fathers and mothers bless their sons?

You Yanji turned his head after swallowing the last one and said angrily: "Two Dai Yunong, two sons, how can you bless whom? Bless whom? Isn't it that you have to compete with the friends behind the little shopkeeper who is more sincere?"

Dai Yudai couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Lao You, you don't fart much, but you are just such a Dai Yunong, you can talk less bullshit at night! Don't ask for bad luck in Dai Yunong's house." ”

The grumpy Liao Ge and Tian Yi are extremely silent today, in other words, it is estimated that they would have picked up the guy and hit the mountain in the past, but today these two reckless men chose to be silent.

If you want to say that the closest relationship with Dai Yunong and the most time spent with each other, it is the two of them, even if the Dai Yunong wearing a red Confucian shirt has a slightly different words and deeds, but it feels familiar to them.

Especially Tian Yi, who calmed down, will feel extremely uncomfortable.

Just like when Dai Yunong was in his mind, outlining what Dai Yudai would grow into in the future, how Liao Ge would become, and how great Tian Yi would become.

The Dai Yunong that the two of them sketched in their hearts seemed to be the same Dai Yunong they saw today, wearing a Confucian shirt, very confident and sharp.

If you don't bully people, you won't be bullied.

They are already slowly accepting the existence of another Dai Yunong in their hearts, as if to say: "Isn't that Dai Yunong the future Dai Yunong?"

This is the case precisely because they know each other too well.

Tonight's swaggering mountain was very quiet, and the red-shirted Confucian man wearing a rain farmer came to the well-dressed mound, sat cross-legged, and muttered: "What is wrong with me fighting with me?"