Wuqing raised his head and looked at this old Taoist with some surprise, he didn't expect that someone would recognize this flying talisman at a glance.

Lao Dao saw that Wuqing and the people around him were looking at him, knowing that he was a little out of shape, and smiled apologetically: "Poor Dao is happy to see things, please forgive me." ”

Some of the onlookers knew Lao Dao, so they asked him directly: "Daoist Liang, you just said that this is a 'flying talisman'?"

Lao Dao nodded and said, "Yes, this is indeed a flying talisman." ”

Everyone whispered, a little puzzled by Lao Dao's surprise just now. Although this flying talisman is rare, but it is not a rare thing, basically each Taoist system has its own unique flying talisman drawing exercises, but the effect is a little uneven, although this Liang Lao Dao is not from a famous school, but he also cultivated three Jiazi Dao in Zhongnan Mountain, if he sees a flying talisman are out of shape so far, it is a little too exaggerated.

Liang Laodao ignored everyone, took two steps, and saluted Wuqing: "This little friend, can you let Poor Dao take a closer look at this flying talisman?"

Wuqing returned the salute and said, "Dao Chief, please." ”

Liang Laodao nodded, carefully picked up a flying talisman with both hands, and looked at it carefully. The onlookers knew that there must be a demon when something went wrong, and they all silently observed the movements of Lao Dao.

After a while, Liang Lao Dao put down the flying talisman in his hand again, and when he looked up again, his eyes were full of tears, only to see Lao Dao clenching his fists and looking up to the sky and laughing: "God is pitiful! Poor Dao is very lucky today! The record in the "Immortal Mansion Heavenly Realm Record" is actually true!"

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and everyone was a little curious about this crazy old Taoist priest, only to see this Taoist priest suddenly walk quickly to Wuqing, and asked hurriedly: "Little friend, can you tell Poor Dao, where did you get this flying talisman from?

Wu Qing said indifferently: "Don't dare to deceive the Taoist, this flying talisman is painted by me." ”

Liang Laodao frowned, the kid on the other side was young, if he said that he painted it himself, Lao Dao would never believe it in his heart, Liang Laodao took out the Qiankun bag from his arms, took out a sheathed sword with a ghostly light, and said unhappily: "Xiaoyou said it was funny, it was poor Dao, I didn't make it clear to Xiaoyou, I see that Xiaoyou has a sword on his back, and he wants to be a person who loves swords. ”

Wuqing smiled a little bitterly, this old Taoist decided that this flying talisman was not painted by him, so what could he do.

Xuanshi, who was on the side, stepped forward and said to Liang Laodao at this time: "This Taoist leader, this flying talisman is indeed painted by my eldest brother, the monks don't speak, and the little monk is willing to testify for the eldest brother." ”

The onlookers next to him laughed and said, "You little monk, a monk for a while, a big brother for a while, how do you read this Buddhist scripture?

Some people also asked, "Where does the little master practice? How can he leave the temple alone at such a young age?"

Xuanshi didn't pay attention to these people, just looked at Liang Laodao with a smile, and Liang Laodao and Xuanshi looked at each other and felt that the mood that had become impatient just now was a little calmer, and his heart was cold, knowing that this little monk was not good-looking, so he said politely: "This master, you said that this flying talisman was painted by your eldest brother, and the old Taoist should not believe it, but this flying talisman really has some relationship with the old Taoist ancestor, so you still have to figure it out before you are willing." ”

Wu Qingqi said: "What is the origin of this flying talisman and the Dao Elder Ancestor?"

Liang Laodao didn't answer, but just asked: "Please also tell Xiaoyou the truth, where did this flying talisman come from?"

Wuqing arched his hand and said: "This talisman is really drawn by me, this is my master's technique, and I will never deceive the Taoist." ”

Liang Laodao looked at Wuqing's clear eyes, and a turbulent wave rolled up in his heart. I know my own family, "Xianfu Tianjing Record" is my ancestor in the early years of practice in a fairy mountain, down the mountain compiled a catalogue collection, the book written on it is the ancestors in the fairy mountain when they saw and heard, the wonder of which is difficult to overcome, and the last chapter of the sentence "Xianshan has a road, smell it can live forever" is to make their ancestors crazy for generations, it can be said that every generation of the Liang family has been looking for this immortal mountain containing the road of immortality. Even himself, in order to find this immortal mountain, he became a Taoist priest after passing on his descendants when he was young, just to find the clues of the immortal mountain in Taoism, and this search is three Jiazi! Liang Laodao still remembers that in the dead of night in these three Jiazi, he has to take out this Xianfu Tianjing record and read it carefully, the picture of the fairyland on it makes him unable to let go of the scroll, he clearly remembers that the atlas painted a kind of flying talisman, that is, the appearance of the flying talisman taken out by this young man, the annotation on the atlas says that this flying talisman is a necessary thing to go to the immortal mountain! Now this kid says that he is a technique inherited by the master, is it not that this person is actually an immortal disciple who came down from the immortal mountain? Thinking of the mountain and river bag that the young man took out just now, Liang Laodao suddenly realized in his mind that he had been split by thunder and lightning!

Thinking of this, Liang Lao Dao knelt down and said, "The fairy family is above, and I will be worshiped by the little old man!"

Wuqing was jumped by Liang Laodao's kneeling, and hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, and said: "Dao Chief, don't do this big gift, let's meet in Pingshui, we have never met, Dao Chang is afraid that there is no misunderstanding?"

Liang Laodao said excitedly: "You can't be wrong! You can draw this flying talisman to the Immortal Mountain, it must be the fairy disciple of the Immortal Mountain!"

Wuqing was puzzled: "Immortal Mountain, what Immortal Mountain? I am not a fairy disciple in the mouth of the Dao Chief, let alone an immortal, so the Dao Chief should not say anything more." ”

"Impossible!" Liang Laodao is a person who is deeply obsessed with Xianshan, otherwise it is impossible to abandon his family and business in order to find Xianshan, now that the opportunity is in front of him, how can he be moved, I saw Liang Laodao take out a purple wood box from the Qiankun bag, and after opening the box, he carefully took out an ancient book from both hands and handed it to Wuqing, and said piously: "This is the "Xianfu Tianjing Record" left by the ancestors, the above is what the ancestors saw and heard when they practiced in the Xianshan, and the flying charms and small friends painted on it...... No, it's an immortal! It's exactly the same as the flying talisman drawn by the immortal!"

Wuqing looked at Dou Sandao who was standing next to him a little confused, Dou Sandao hugged his shoulders with a look of watching a play, and when he saw Wuqing's gaze, he pouted at Liang Laodao, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Wuqing took the ancient book knowingly, and quickly flipped through it, and the first page was the text prologue:" Yu Youzhi is a good year to play, taste and friends into the mountain to play, meet the clouds and mist and enter, see the fairy mountain, there is a fairy long pity for my young, give jujube food, every day there is the sound of the bell ringing, the sound of the glow of the sun, such as a dream, there are more than 100 immortals, gather without speaking, are like the fairy in the painting, the immortal chief talks about the scriptures, so three times, the immortal sighs and says that there is no fate, Yu suddenly feels dazzled and can not see people, and then feel the time in the mountain, the fairy mountain is nowhere to be found, only the three jujube cores in the hand are left, woohoo!

When Wuqing saw this, he recalled the green jujube he ate every day when he was still by the master's side, and he had a rough inference in his heart, and then turned the page, it was a painting, which painted a peak, and there was a cave on the peak, with the oblique moon written on the left, the three stars on the right, and an old man with a fairy wind and bones in the middle. Somehow, Wuqing suddenly felt a little sour in his nose, he didn't expect to see the portrait of the master so suddenly, remembering that when he was leaving, the master said that there was no way to return, and he sighed in his heart, Wuqing picked up Liang Laodao and said solemnly: "Yes, Ling Zu's "Xianfu Tianjing Record" is indeed my master. ”

Hearing Wuqing's personal admission, Liang Laodao only felt that what he had been obsessed with in his life had finally come to fruition, and his mind was a little dizzy under the great joy, and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the people around him were talking about it, this Liang Lao Dao practiced three Jiazi, he was well-informed, this immortal mountain that could make him dizzy with joy made people curious, and someone asked loudly: "This little brother, dare to ask which immortal mountain you practice?"

Wuqing raised his eyes and looked at everyone, seeing that everyone was looking at him with longing eyes, he sighed secretly, stood up and said, "I am a disciple of Fangcun Mountain, Wuqing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly presented a picture of a hundred views: there were surprises, doubts, ignorance, panic, excitement, panic, and so on.

The news of the appearance of the disciples of Fang Cun Mountain instantly swept the entire Fang City, and people rushed to come here to watch the disciples of this legendary sect, looking at the three layers inside and the outer three layers surrounding this dense crowd, Dou Sandao smiled and whispered: "Brother Wuqing, this treasure market is a distribution center for rumors, and the news of the birth of your Fang Cun Mountain heir is afraid that the world will soon know!"

Wu Qing said indifferently: "It's okay, I didn't want to hide it." ”

That Liang Laodao was also stunned when he heard that Wuqing reported to his home, he thought that this immortal mountain was a hidden immortal gate that was not born in the world, but he never thought that it was the legendary Fangcun Mountain that had been destroyed by the demon of the world! Such a big ups and downs made Liang Laodao unable to stand it anymore, and he spurted a mouthful of blood and completely fainted.