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The 26th day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

Frost.

Appropriate: sacrifice, plastic painting, consecration, prayer, Jiao, travel, alliance, Nacai, tailoring, marriage.

Don't: open a position, crown, logging, make a beam.

Chaoxia Island is located in the southernmost part of Lotus Leaf Island, an island more than 1,000 miles away from the mainland, there are several small islands scattered on the island, each with its own forces, intertwined, all of which are places where mountain monks gather.

The people under the mountain think that Chaoxia Island is full of Taoist priests, but in fact, it is not, just because Taoism is big in Chaoxia Island, for example, Xiaoyao Mountain, Daling Dynasty, which has now become a ruin, was once the ancestral court of Taoism, but because of some unavoidable reasons, Taoism migrated to Chaoxia Island and gradually grew stronger.

On this day, the misty Chaoxia Island reveals a faint outline in the morning light, looming, there is a morning glow vine spread on the island, connecting a piece of crystal clear glow between several small islands, like a fairyland.

And in the middle of Chaoxia Island, an island with extremely abundant aura, a Taoist temple towers into the clouds, the Taoist temple is halfway up the mountainside is surrounded by smoke, revealing a dense brilliance, and the top of the Taoist temple is inserted into the sky, as if above the nine heavens.

Here, is the Taoist ancestral garden of Chaoxia Island.

A seemingly young Taoist priest stood on the stone steps outside the Taoist Gate, his eyes looked into the distance, and behind him stood an old Taoist priest about two Jiazi, the old Taoist priest stood humbly behind the young Taoist priest carefully, this appearance, if it spread, will definitely make the entire mountain people drop their jaws.

There is no other reason, the old Taoist priest has a very high rank and prestige on Chaoxia Island.

Compared with the young Taoist priest in front of him, most people may only know him, but only hear his name and not see the young Taoist priest.

If Xiao Changhe was here, he would definitely be surprised, this young Taoist priest looked very similar to the little god stick in Immortal Town, but this Taoist priest had a much kinder complexion, and he didn't have the slightest hint of innate anger.

This is the young head of Asaka Island now.

The first head of Asaka Island was the successor of Asaka Island who was handpicked when the young head coach was not born.

The young head of the teaching, called Li Shanshui.

Unlike other Taoist priests, he doesn't use a Taoist name.

"Zhangjiao, Song Yu, the old horseman, has been on the battlefield all his life, and the most proud evaluation of the Jianghu temple is that he should give birth to a son like Song Xihe, but at the age of more than ninety, he sent his son to the end of his sixties, I am afraid that this old horseman will break through the customs and go straight to the fairy town regardless of the agreement, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. The old Taoist priest behind him said softly.

The young master taught Li Shanshui, smiled lightly, and said: "In the battle on the bank of the Lishui River, Chen Qiaosheng blocked everything with the trapped dragon seal, but I perceived that someone broke into the realm of earth immortals and fell into the realm of heaven and man, but Chen Qiaosheng kept wanting to take the Qingyun Sword Sect to establish power, in fact, why wasn't he empty-hearted?"

"Weak heart?" The old Taoist's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "Zhangjiao, you mean, there may not be a year left in Immortal Town?"

The young palm sect took a deep breath, smiled and raised his palm, flipped it up, and fell down inexplicably.

But seeing this overturn, the large Chaoxia Island, there was a faint dissipation of spiritual energy, just like after the tide, in an instant, thousands of horses galloped by, leaving waves.

In front of the young master, a picture suddenly appeared.

In the picture, there is a dark-skinned drunkard young man, carrying a purple gourd, to a blacksmith shop in the east of the village.

"This ......" the old Taoist priest of Liangjiazi was frightened.

The old blacksmith in the blacksmith shop, who was serious about iron, suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to have penetrated thousands of mountains and rivers, and he smiled slightly at the young master.

Bang!

The picture is shattered.

The young master coughed up a mouthful of blood lightly, but his face showed a hearty laugh like a long drought and a rain.

"Hahaha..."

His voice, as if it had a demonic nature, filled the entire Asaka Island with a cheerful atmosphere.

......

Fairy Town.

The days are dull again.

The common people have resumed eating, drinking, and farming, and the battle on the banks of the Lishui River is just a concoction for the people of Shenxian Town.

Xiao Changhe carried a gourd of good wine, and walked slowly towards the blacksmith shop in the east of the village.

The old blacksmith's house is not very well repaired, obviously life is very bad, a few years ago it was better, in the past two years, the stupid son outside the Hou Yuanwai, out of town for two years, I don't know with which bastard learned to make iron, hey, maybe I remember that the little monkey once wanted to worship the old blacksmith as a teacher, the old blacksmith did not agree, so he held a grudge, and even opened a blacksmith shop on the opposite side of the old blacksmith.

This little bastard looks stupid, but he has obtained the true inheritance of his father's Hou Yuanwai in his business, and he has made a membership system, hoes, sickles, ploughs and other farm tools, and all members are 20% off.

Later, he recruited a large number of big girls who were like flowers and jade to be salesmen, and his mother attracted a single person to squeeze through the door to buy farm tools.

The old blacksmith can see that this little bastard is purely a diaphragm, and he has to make the old blacksmith close down if he spends money.

However, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the old blacksmith seems to look down on life, ignoring it, not asking no questions, just a day, but living a bad day.

The little monkey was like a punch on the cotton, and after a long time, he felt bored and tight, and in recent months, I don't know whether he was holding back any big moves, or really wanted to ease relations with the old blacksmith, and ran to the old blacksmith's shop every day, until the evening drunk back back.

On this day, when Xiao Changhe walked into the blacksmith shop, the little monkey was paying tribute to the old blacksmith, pulling the bellows hard. As he pulled, he said: "Hey, old blacksmith, why don't you understand my good intentions? I have proved that doing business is not like you, you see how good the business is opposite me, you see that you are deserted here, and you don't see a single bird, do you deserve it?"

"There are no birds, isn't there a little bastard?" the old blacksmith stabbed.

"Little Wangba?" The little monkey meowed around, and when he saw Xiao Changhe entering the door, he immediately shouted loudly: "Xiao Changhe, the old blacksmith scolded you for being a little Wangba!"

The little monkey's name is Hou Shaozong, who is the successor of the landlord's family, his father, not to mention fat, but he is full of oil, but he gave birth to his son, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, good facial features, although sometimes he looks stupid, but he has a good skin!