Ten thousand years ago, there was a Confucian sage in heaven who was proficient in the way of big dreams and wanted to use it to become an immortal. It's just that there are many difficulties in the process, and many of the ideas in his avenue are not tolerated by the world, so he came to this world alone. What happened after that is unknown. However, since this person has never appeared in the heavens since then, it is expected that something must have gone wrong and his body died.

The young man in the Taoist robe who was sitting in his own Taoist temple yawned, threw aside the ancient book in his hand, which was worth more than a thousand gold, and began to shout. Many disciples in the Taoist temple are already familiar with such a temper of their ancestor, so they will not make a fuss, and even if they don't see it every day, they will be restless. After all, no one wants to wait until the night to enjoy the rare silence to be frightened by such a voice, it is better to come earlier, they can be completely at ease.

By the side of the young man in the Taoist robe, there was Zhuge Chen's maid fairy. Although she was not wearing a Taoist robe at this time, her dusty temperament made the surrounding Taoist disciples dare not approach. Such a beautiful and peerless woman attracted a lot of people's attention when she first came to this Taoist temple. There are even those who are more daring to come directly to Xian'er's door to pursue it, but they are rejected by her indifference.

And among them, there is one person who has never given up is the proud disciple of the young man in the Taoist robe. He can be said to have done his best, but he still can't get the slightest smile from the person he likes, and he is inevitably a little disheartened. It's just that after drinking a pot of residual wine every time, it will regain its strength and make Dexian Er annoyed.

Originally, when she came to the Taoist temple this time, Xian'er wanted to ask to know about the problems of the young man's own cultivation, and on the other hand, she wanted to know the current situation of her son-in-law Zhuge Chen from the other party's mouth. I never thought that there was another person hanging behind her all the time, which made her feel annoyed for the first time. Walking into the Taoist temple, she saw the young man in the Taoist robe rolling on the bed at a glance, she walked step by step, and kindly reminded: "Master, if you are like this, if outsiders see it, it will not be good." ”

The young man in the Taoist robe rubbed his face indiscriminately, and then said: "Those who dare to pick on my shortcomings will not care, and those who dare dare will naturally not dare, what do you care about the eyes of others?

Xian'er nodded slightly, then glanced at the Taoist priest behind her, and said disgustedly: "Also, I want to ask the master to let him not follow me in the future, if he doesn't give up, what kind of system will he become?"

"That's right, it's really not good if my brother knows about it. The young man in the robe said: "Foolish world, have you heard what Xian'er said, you don't want to follow others with a dead face in the future." People have sons, and they are infatuated, and they have a hot face to stick to a cold ass, but you can do it. ”

The Taoist priest of the foolish world said indignantly: "What about the senior sister, I don't care, but do you want to interfere in this matter, Master?

"Smack!"

I only saw a clear cold light flashing, it was the mouth that the young man in the Taoist robe gave to his disciple last time. He frowned, looked at the foolish world, and said slowly: "When, my words are so useless? And Xian'er's son is my brother, and you can also provoke it? Hurry back and copy the books in the library a hundred times." If it's not finished, don't go out!"

The book building has a vast collection of books. Even if the foolish world does not stop for a moment, it will take three years to complete. But the anger of the young man in the Taoist robe was even more unwilling to accept it. Finally, after taking a deep look at Xian'er, he walked out of the Taoist temple.

Without the interference of others, the young man in the Taoist robe continued: "Since ancient times, dreams have been hard to find, and everyone has them. If he was really succeeded by that Confucian madman, I really don't know what the world would be like today. Now your son-in-law is in the cave left behind after that man's death. And he is in a dream that is abnormal enough to be fake, but it is expected that one of his sword intentions has the same artistic conception as that like-minded, and he should not die in it. If it is a coincidence of fate, it may not be possible to get a big opportunity. Also, this will be the last time I'll tell you about your son-in-law, and I'll only let you go when you're on the way. ”

Xian'er nodded slightly, without the slightest sentimentality, but just asked, "Then what kind of realm is my son-in-law now?"

"Pseudo-bamboo baskets. The three words came out of the mouth of the young man in the robe.

"How could it be?" "How could Childe's wealth stay in the pseudo-realm?" Xian'er shook her head, refusing to believe it.

"That's a good thing. The young man in the Dao robe said in a young voice: "Those are three wonderful techniques, if they are really all salvaged by him, I really can't imagine how brilliant his Dao realm should be!"

After hearing this, the smile that bloomed could make the flowers lose color. It's a pity that no one has ever seen it in this Taoist temple.

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After leaving from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River and trekking for five days, Zhuge Chen and his party experienced the separation of mountains and rivers, and finally came to the mountain gate.

It was also on this road that he realized that the black shadow and the young man were named Qingchun and Qingqiu respectively, and their little junior sister was named Qingyue. As immortal monks, they have long since given up their layman names. But all those who worship their master as a teacher will be like this, and only use Qing characters as their surname. It is followed by spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the sun, moon and stars. It's just that their master doesn't like the starry scenery on a cold winter night, so the word winter star has been eliminated as a matter of course. Counting that there are only five people in their lineage now, if Zhuge Chen enters the mountain gate, he will be given the name Qingchen.

Not to mention whether he can worship it, for this name alone, Zhuge Chen is a hundred reluctant. It's just that people have their own rules, and they have already boarded the "thief ship", so it is impossible to leave unharmed at this time.

The road to the mountain gate is a steep cliff. Rao is Qingqiu is already an immortal monk, and he still has a hard time walking. Even if it is Qingchun, the senior brother, the speed of walking is not as fast as Zhuge Chen. In the eyes of these two fellow brothers, Zhuge Chen walked like a flat ground and walked like a fly, more like a real immortal than the two of them.

Looking at the ghostly expressions of the two of them, Zhuge Chen couldn't help but ask, "You two...... Hurry up and keep up!"

Qingqiu reluctantly followed, but Qingchun no longer concealed his skills, and in just one breath, he overtook Zhuge Chen, and left him far behind.

Qingqiu stared at Zhuge Chen and said, "See, this is the true ability of the Immortal Family Cultivator, and it is definitely not comparable to you as an ordinary mortal." ”

Zhuge Chen stood still, looked at Qingqiu, and asked with some doubts: "Then what about you, hurry up and follow!"

Then he chased after Qingchun, leaving this young man who originally wanted to suppress his future junior and brother, and went up. After seeing Zhuge Chen's extraordinary body, he could only think that this white-clothed young man who didn't like him was going to become his junior brother Qingchen. Originally, he also hoped that he could have a gentle woman as his junior sister, which would also add a lot of fun to his boring spiritual life. Now it seems that it can only be said to be wishful thinking.

When he gasped and finally climbed the cliff, Zhuge Chen was standing on the side of the colorful cloud ladder under the mountain gate.

If you want to truly worship the mountain gate, you can only be qualified if you climb and pass by.

Although the ladder seems to have only seven steps, you can only discover the mystery inside if you walk up to it. There are still seven colors on top of the seven colors, a total of seven back and forth, that is, seven layers. When Qingqiu walked to the blue platform on the fifth floor, he couldn't support it under pressure, so he fell down, and Qingchun was the purple platform on the sixth floor. The best of the five disciples was none other than their little junior sister who had effortlessly reached the top. Therefore, their master will pay special attention to the little junior sister, after all, after the little junior sister reached the top, it caused the colorful glow to shine on the cliff.

At this moment, Qingqiu stared at Zhuge Chen, who was about to step on, and said to Qingchun beside him: "Senior brother, how many layers do you think he can reach?"

"It shouldn't be too low, after all, we have already recognized his foundation on the cliff, and it is indeed more than a step higher than mortals. Kiyoharu replied.