Chapter Twenty-Three: Qingshan Town
This outer court disciple is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, very handsome, but a pair of eyes full of arrogance, straight up to the sword to cut open the demon wolf, wrap a demon wolf heart in cloth, and carry it behind him.
The heart of the demon beast is the evidence of slaying the demon, and it gathers the essence of the qi and blood of the demon beast, which is almost different from the blood contained in the huge body of the entire demon beast.
After putting away the demon wolf's heart, the outer court disciple finally smiled, he carefully lurked and tracked this demon wolf for nearly a month, and finally waited for such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity today, without damage, and killed with one blow, in this way, the exercises of the eighth to tenth layers of "Xuantian Gong" can be regarded as being in the bag.
Xuantian Dao precepts, anyone who builds a foundation, and wants to get the mental formula from the eighth to the tenth layers of "Xuantian Gong", must receive a demon killing order, go down the mountain alone, and kill a demon beast before they can be granted.
At this time, the old housekeeper stepped forward, bowed down and bowed, and said with a smile after getting up: "But the height of the outer courtyard of Xuantian Dao?
The young man nodded, and said with some surprise: "I have some eyesight, and I can recognize my Xuantian Dao swordsmanship, and this shot can be regarded as fate." ”
"Xiao Lao'er was reckless in his early years, and he was also rescued by Xuantian Dao disciples in the mountains, so he had some shallow knowledge, which made Shaoxia smile," the old man complimented carefully, "We are the Yuan family of Yuanling Mountain in Qingshan Town, this trip only the female dependents of the family return to their hometowns and provinces, it is inconvenient to see guests, if Shaoxia does not give up, here is only one or twenty miles away from Yuanling Mountain, the lord of my Yuan family and the deacon Jingwu of the outer courtyard of your faction have known each other since childhood, and the young man will be thanked when he arrives, and he will do his best to meet the friendship of the landlord." ”
Uncle Jinggo!
The young man's eyes lit up, this was his Xuantian Dao Outer Courtyard's medical Dao holy hand, and Yu Dan Dao also had a lot of attainments, and even the few Zhuji Dan allocated by the Outer Courtyard every month were from his hands.
Originally, he didn't plan to stay, but now the young man changed his mind, he pretended to hesitate, and the old man reluctantly agreed after several invitations, and was invited to a rosewood carriage in front of the convoy.
Shaking his head, Wang Qingyuan sat back on the wheel.
"Why, little brother, you don't have to be discouraged," the coachman comforted Wang Qingyuan instead, and said, "Xuantian Dao is the only Dao sect in my Zhongzhou, how many people want to get started every year but can't get it, don't look at this young man is only a disciple of the outer courtyard now, but he can go down the mountain alone to kill the demon beast, maybe one day the foundation is successful, he will become a beginner disciple, become a disciple of which peak, then again, there are still many disciples of the cold sect who worship under the Xuantian Dao, little brother, you go back to practice the foundation building skills, and you may be able to get what you want in the coming year." ”
The coachman chattered, and began to pour bitter water, his own family was old and had children, and he had reached the age of cultivation, shouting and killing all day long, and he didn't like to study.
Castle Peak Town boundary.
There are 23 towns in Yunyang County, although this Qingshan Town is a town, but there are also a radius of 100 miles, each village, gang, ditch, nest, daizi, there are more than a dozen.
Yuanling Mountain is a village built on the mountain, and the Yuan family is the largest landlord in the village, because in the early years, a few generations ago, there was a county order of the seventh grade, which can be regarded as a scholarly family.
The coachman opened his mouth and chattered, Wang Qingyuan had a lot of experience of the scenery of Qingshan Town, and he also had a vague impression of some big families in this town.
When he arrived at the realm and thanked the old housekeeper again, Wang Qingyuan left alone.
Jiuligang.
This is a small hill belonging to Qingshan Town, with about hundreds of families and a population of more than 2,000.
As soon as he entered the boundary of Qingshan Town, Wang Qingyuan saw the fast arrest of the Buzhen Division, which was a town yamen and the highest governor of a town.
Generally speaking, this is the township test, that is, after the state examination, it can be assessed by the imperial court officials, and the official positions arranged are all outstanding in the whole world and in Kyushu.
Wang Qingyuan walked all the way, and couldn't help nodding secretly, the territory of Qingshan Town looked calm, although it was close to evening, and the atmosphere was a little dignified, but he could still see the hard work of this Fang Buzhen Division, and his mental power was released, and he did not capture much residual demonic energy.
However, when he came to Jiuligang, Wang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, his spiritual power entered the practice of the second kung fu of "Time Knife", extremely keen, a radius of more than ten zhang, and the slightest changes were difficult to escape his perception, and now, he felt that the atmosphere in the post did not seem to be right, some villagers looked worried, whispered to each other, and did not see the ordinary people talking and laughing happily in the past.
"The Ling family, the Ling family is no longer in my Jiuligang. ”
"The land of the Ling family was also transferred to the in-laws, and a hundred years ago, the Ling family opened up a trade route, and they all moved to Yunyang County. ”
Wang Qingyuan frowned, he didn't expect to stop an old man who was passing by and was on a crutche, but he got such news.
Sure enough, time has passed, things are not people, and even the owner of the 19 acres of private land belonging to his crape myrtle peak in this Jiuli Gang has changed.
"The Ling family's in-laws are ......," Wang Qingyuan asked.
The old man looked him up and down, frowned, and said: "Young man, you ask so much what you want to do, you don't have to knock on the side, I advise you to go back, although the two hundred taels of reward is greedy, but it is not something that a fledgling teenager like you can deal with, there have been many people in the past half a month, how many of them are old rivers and lakes walking in a county, and the cultivation of the sixth or seventh layer of foundation building skills can't be stopped, do you think you are stronger than them? The body is skinned, and the parents are received', don't hurt your life in vain, who will give them a pension in the future. ”
The old man said, his gray beard was cocked, and his crutches were crutches again and again, looking like he hated iron and steel: "Go back! Go back! The young man has not succeeded in building the foundation, it is too dangerous to walk outside, there is a great sect in the town of Xuantian Dao in my Zhongzhou, although there are not many demon clans lurking, and the demon beasts have also been wiped out by the disciples of Xuantian Dao in the past dynasties, twelve months a year, ten months can barely be regarded as calm, but the wilderness is still full of dangers, how can the young man be so unrecognizable to himself!" If you don't have a sword on your body, you can be invincible in the world, and Kyushu in the world is so easy to break through? If you are too arrogant, you will lose your life if you are so ambitious!"
The corners of Wang Qingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, he didn't expect to meet an old master at once, but the old man said it well, he has lived for such a long time, and how many times he has seen the world, I am afraid that he has seen some young spirit with his own eyes, and he gave his life in vain in front of him.
After half a burnt of incense, the old man let go of Wang Qingyuan, still chattering, shaking his head and leaving.
Next, Wang Qingyuan noticed that there were indeed some tight-fitting and short-cut cultivators, either wearing hats on their heads, or carrying swords and spears and whips, tall or short, or square in appearance, or sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, or full of honesty, but full of pride, but arrogant, some horses were led into the village, leaving behind a place of steaming horse manure.
Without deliberately asking, Wang Qingyuan followed the direction of these people and soon passed by a solemn temple.
Donghua Temple!
A temple is not dedicated to gods and Buddhas, but to the Donghua Dao people of the Xuantian Dao generation.
Sacrifice to the gods, in Kyushu is customized, ordinary people are not allowed to build temples at will, incense sacrifices, need to be submitted by the state and county court, approved by the Ministry of Rites, before the silver can be allocated, or by the local self-raised, choose a day to break ground.
Donghua Temple, is the most temple in Zhongzhou, the successive generations of Donghua Taoist succession, have to change the statue, and the Xuantian Dao dynasties also attach great importance to this, even in addition to the temples of the Donghua Taoist people in the past dynasties, the peaks of Xuantian Dao, there are some first-vein peak masters, top figures, also have their own temples, the incense is prosperous on weekdays, and often send disciples down the mountain to relieve the worries of believers, point out the foundation work, or divide the Xuantian Dao self-made medicine.
"The old lady of the Hu family has been praying in it for a whole day, and the old man who is close to the elderly, it is really difficult to burn incense for a day. ”
"Although the Hu family is a big family, they are also full of poetry and books, and they have never urged the rent over the years, and they often help the poor people in the village, why did they suffer such difficulties. ”
"I heard that the old lady's grandson has just turned three years old, this disease, like a beast bites, the strength is infinite, the nails are sharp, last time in the town a master of the sixth layer of foundation building, more medical skills, was overturned at once, fell to the head and bleeding, not to mention, and was almost disemboweled. ”
Spiritual power captured all kinds of sounds, Wang Qingyuan's eyes flashed, it seemed that it was this family.
Two hundred taels of bounty, an ordinary family of three will only use one tael of snow silver a month, two hundred taels is not a small amount, in such a village, only a large family like this can take it.
Sure enough, after bypassing the small half of the village, Wang Qingyuan saw a mansion with blue bricks and black tiles, and even brick carvings Fulu Suxi, with a copper-nailed gate, vermilion paint, and a gilded plaque on it, with two big characters of Hu Mansion written on it.
"Hmm? It's really a scholarly family background, these two words are quite stylish, the pen is vigorous, not according to the gourd to draw the scoop, copying the script can be written. ”
Wang Qingyuan nodded secretly, as the saying goes, words are like people, such words with wind and bones, you must have enough experience in the world, and the essence of poetry and books can be written, and the rhyme between the lines cannot be imitated.