The East Market of Ping'an City is the most lively place in the whole Ping'an City, where all walks of life are concentrated, merchants Bai Ding, butchers on the stage, and there are endless exchanges.

At this time, the East Market was in the middle of the city, crowded with people.

In order to celebrate, a set of popular singing and dancing troupes from the Mandarin Duck Terrace in the city were specially invited to perform for the opening, on the one hand, in order to appear grand, on the other hand, it is also to hint at the rest of the restaurants on the street:

Can you invite the most popular Qingqi people on the Mandarin Duck Terrace to perform, can you?

Please.

So don't blame me for the lack of guests in the future.

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"It's not love the dust, it seems to be mistaken by the front edge. ”

"Flowers fall and bloom from time to time, always thanks to the monarch of the East. ”

"If you go, you must go, and you must live wherever you live. ”

"If you have a mountain flower full of heads, don't ask where the slave returns. ”

The Qingshui women on the stage sang a song, which caused a lot of applause from the audience below, mixed with a few meaningful whistles.

Qingyang Daoren stood in the middle of the crowd and listened with his ears propped up, and after the song stopped, he couldn't help but praise the beauty of the words in it, while recalling the experience along the way.

Let's say that since the day he left Kunlun, the Qingyang Taoist rode four different people all the way east, thinking that quantity determines quality, so he searched in the capital of the Divine Dynasty all the way, converged the Taoist heart and breath, crawled in the red dust, listened to the most ordinary songs, ate the meals in the homes of mortals, and watched the juju competition of the teenagers in the city, like a traveling Taoist.

After walking for a few days, he didn't meet the cultivators of the Divine Dynasty who came to him, thinking that this Divine Dynasty is also a country after all, and it must not be so small-bellied, and it is estimated that the Imperial Court has long forgotten about the matter of smashing half of Jiuhua Mountain, and Qingyang Lao Dao can't help but feel good.

The Qingyang Daoist originally planned to go to the imperial city of Luodu to see what the most prosperous city in the world was like, but on the way, he suddenly heard a group of cultivators discussing the rumors of immortal babies in the South China Sea Islands.

So he immediately gave up the idea of traveling through Hongchen, rode on the four dislike and turned around and went south.

After several days of continuous travel, the four did not protest.

Lao Dao constantly comforted himself: "There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't force it." ”

Then he rested in Ping'an City, and went to rest in the mountains outside the city.

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Just thinking about it, Qingyang Daoist felt that something flew towards him, and he was not afraid at all, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying thing without looking at it, feeling a little soft, like a ball.

Haven't heard of anyone who would use a ball as an attack weapon?

He looked into his hands.

A big red hydrangea.

There was a moment of silence all around.

Then there was a burst of long-lasting cheers.

Qingyang Daoist was a little stunned, looked at the hydrangea in his hand blankly, and then looked at the surrounding crowd blankly.

I could only hear the foreman on the stage shouting: "This Taoist master...... Good means, it is really a person favored by God, how about inviting Dao Ye to perform on stage for us?"

"Everyone is welcome!"

Another round of applause.

Qingyang Daoist understood the current grim situation, turned around and wanted to run, however...... And it didn't work.

He was forced to the stage by the enthusiastic people of Ping'an City.

"What song is Dao Ye singing?" asked the old mother enthusiastically.

Qingyang Daoist's brain was blank, and he couldn't help but want to cover his face with his hands, it was too embarrassing, this was definitely the most embarrassing scene since he cultivated, even more embarrassing than the scene he lost to Taifu more than ten years ago.

For a while, he forgot that he was a cultivator.

"It seems that Dao Ye can't let go of it, let's give him some more applause and encouragement, okay?"

The old mother enthusiastically interacted with the audience.

So the audience's cheers became more enthusiastic.

The old Taoist priest had already cursed countless swear words in his heart.

In the end, he came up with a result.

It would be even more humiliating to continue to remain silent.

Why do you want to catch that ball?

Looking at the old mother, the many girls, and the people of Ping'an City who were watching the bustle in the audience, the Qingyang Daoist began to search his stomach for something similar to words. After living for such a long time, he should always know some songs or something, but this is not the case, all he knows is some cultivation spells, so he can't tell them a paragraph of "General Outline of Spells in the Palace of Eternal Life", otherwise tell the history of the Immortal Palace?

Looking at the people applauding below, he felt that they didn't want to hear this.

They just want to hear themselves sing little tunes.

This is a fatal conclusion.

Qingyang Daoist began a new round of carpet search, and finally he remembered a tune that the boy in his Immortal Hall used to hum when he was cleaning the yard.

"Yesterday is like the flowing water, far away from me. ”

"Today disturbs my heart and worries. ”

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful. ”

"The Ming Dynasty breeze drifted around. ”

The initial voice was small, and after singing two sentences, he found that the word was quite meaningful, so he unconsciously used the state of the usual chanting, thick and ethereal, coupled with the original Taoist dress, there is a kind of fairy spirit, many girls behind him picked up the musical instruments they carried with them and played with the song, and the people in the audience were also listening quietly, and the sound spread far away, and it attracted many people one after another.

Ji Qingniu was called by Ning An to come to the East Market to buy meat filling, and when he was about to go back, he suddenly heard someone singing, and inquired about the opening of Yipinju, and actually invited an old Taoist priest to come to the scene, but it was a novelty to be tight, so in line with the idea of watching the excitement, he went to the scene with the crowd.

"Only the newcomer laughs, who hears the old man crying, the word immortality is so hard. ”

"Do you want to ask someone to understand, or do you want to pretend to be confused, and it is difficult to be content if you know more and know less. ”

Ji Qingniu listened to it for a while, and felt that it was strange and good, and seeing that the time was still early, he simply decided to listen to the old Taoist priest and leave after singing.

"It looks like a mandarin duck butterfly. ”

"The time it shouldn't be. ”

"But who can hear the sorrow of the world. ”

"The world of flowers, mandarin ducks and butterflies. ”

The old Taoist priest was embarrassed by his face, so he simply sang with his eyes closed, and halfway through the singing, he suddenly found that the audience was silent, and he secretly said in his heart: "Isn't it that I sing too ugly and scare everyone away?"

He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at it.

This glance didn't matter, his eyes instantly widened, and he couldn't take it off anymore.

Because he saw a child in the crowd, steaming purple from the top of his head, faintly in the form of a real dragon, which was particularly dazzling in the crowd.

Go to your South Sea fairy baby.

Go to your Hall of the Nine Immortals.

Go to your great apprentice of the Qianyuan Palace.

I'm really blessed by God!

The old Taoist priest was so excited that the rest of the lyrics sang in their original voice, and the tune drifted to nine heavens away.

"He is mad in the world. ”

"Why bother to go to the sky. ”

"It's better to sleep softly. ”

Qingyang Daoren stared at Ji Qingniu, for fear that he would run away from his eyes, and his mouth opened and closed, like an emotionless word reading machine.

Ji Qingniu frowned, thinking about how the last two sentences of the old Taoist priest sang like a flock of ducks by the river, he suddenly lost interest, turned his head into the crowd and left.

How could the old Taoist priest allow this to happen, he didn't care about the eyes of mortals, and his figure disappeared on the stage in a flash.

He hid his figure and followed behind Ji Qingniu, the folds on his face piled together and laughed like a flower, and he kept exclaiming.

He looked at the kid in front of him

When he went into the house to eat, he waited at the door, he went to the school to read, he thought about what to teach him, he went to swim in the river, and he worried about whether he would catch a cold.

He watched him all day.

What a good boy!

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but admire again.

Ji Qingniu did a lot of things today, he watched the opening ceremony of Yipinju, went to the city lord's house to eat, and it was a rare time to go back to the school to read a book, in fact, he saw the story of Ning Anyi's talented and beautiful woman hidden in the school, and finally secretly went to swim in the river with the adult on his back.

He always felt like someone was watching him today.

It may be that I have learned too much today, and my brain is not good.

He comforted himself.

Qingyang Daoist felt that he couldn't continue to watch, so he wanted to take him as an apprentice and take him back to the Hall of Eternal Life.

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"You're late, my husband has already left. ”

Ji Qingniu looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him who sang on the stage yesterday and said that he would come to collect apprentices today.

The old Taoist priest suddenly appeared in front of him today, he was really taken aback, he thought that the old Taoist priest was here to collect the money from him who watched the performance yesterday, and was about to take out the "Law of the Divine Dynasty" that he had reviewed yesterday to refute it, but he didn't expect the old Taoist priest to come to accept apprentices, let alone the old Taoist priest to accept himself as an apprentice.

"You are a body of fortune!" Qingyang Daoren once again offered his sincere praise.

"I know. ”

Ji Qingniu had heard from the sloppy Taoists in the city about his specialness, but he didn't think that he would be linked to cultivation.

"Then what are you waiting for, why don't you leave with the teacher?" The old Taoist priest was a little anxious, for fear that something would go wrong later.

"Where are you from?"

"Kunlun Mountain. ”

"What can you teach me?"

"The law of immortality, the road to heaven. ”

"Shall you go?"

"I asked my mom and dad. ”

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"It won't be a human trafficker. ”

Chen Shanhai raised his eyebrows, looked at the old Taoist in front of him and said suspiciously.

"The city lord is too worried, I rarely meet such a genius, the most suitable for my martial arts, if he soars into the sky every day, he can ensure that you will always enjoy bliss. ”

Qingyang Dao was in a hurry in his heart, thinking about this great thing, how could these mortals be so stupid.

"That being said, I always have to ask my opinion on this kind of thing. ”

Chen Shanhai was a little confused, but he just heard what Kunlun Mountain, what Immortal Palace, what Immortal Palace, what Immortal Palace, it was just some myths and legends.

So everyone in the city lord's mansion looked at Ji Qingniu who was standing aside.

His parents had already promised that such a good thing as the immortals accepting apprentices would fall on their children, how could they still say nothing.

However, the parties have not yet made a decision.

The old man's already fragile heart was raised to his throat.

Ji Qingniu looked at Ning Anyi, who was standing aside, and said slowly: "If Mr. is still here, what will he choose?"

Ning Anyi touched his head and said with a smile: "He will definitely support your decision." ”

"Okay, I'll go. ”

Ji Qingniu nodded firmly.

Seeing this, the people of Qingyang Dao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, their eyes were a little moist, and they thought that this child's husband must be a loving old man.

Then he pointed to the air, only to hear a sound of breaking the air, and a strange animal stepped on the golden lotus, stepping into the air from outside the city.

Naturally, it is not like four.

After Ji Qingniu kowtowed to his parents, he sat on the four different places with the Qingyang Dao people, and disappeared into the sky one by one.

"What's the matter...... Another run?"

Chen Shanhai didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The people in the city looked up at the golden lotuses in the sky.

Imprinted in my heart for a long time.