Chapter Thirty-Seven: Xintian Dao Chen Lingering Voice

The madness of the tall and thin man soon infected several people who had not written, and for a moment the frenzied roars in the square came and went.

The tall and thin man had red eyes, and several blood marks were scratched on his head, and the tall and thin man grabbed the black paper in front of him, tore it to shreds, and the brush was also bitten in his mouth and chewed desperately: "What kind of immortal cultivation and Taoism, it's all a lie to me!!, they are all lying to me!!"

Although the serious examination room was about to be turned into a vegetable market, the Taoist priests around the pavilion were all there, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves, and even the Uncle Murong in the pavilion didn't seem to have any intention of stopping it.

After a long time, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stood up and said loudly: "When the time comes, all those who cannot write on black sand with white ink, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are intact, and those who have not entered the mad demon are all successful Taoists!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and it was actually because he couldn't write words to be considered a successful entry, and the martial artist on the left of the Jade Fan Hou looked at the delicate white wall that he pasted, and laughed out loud.

And after hearing this result, the thin and tall man vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and fell down, I don't know if he was dead or fainted.

The pavilion in front of the square rose from the ground and flew into the clouds, and the remaining Taoist priests began to lead the cultivation of successful Taoism one by one, and slowly walked towards the mountain.

Looking at the remaining thousands of people, and then looking at the tall and thin man lying on the ground, Yu Fan Hou sighed with emotion: I had never thought of seeking immortals to enter the Tao before, but now I have participated in two Taoist exams in succession, only to find that I am just a crowd, as if I am not as good as this crazy thin and tall man on the ground, and I don't even have the opportunity to enter the magic exam.

The Jade Fan Hou, with a shadowy shadow, left Qinghe Mountain alone.

On a barren mountain road, two bare and dead trees, and a few black leaves that could no longer be seen in their original colors were blown away by the mountain wind.

The Jade Fan Hou hung upside down on a slender branch of a dead tree, crumbling, and he was practicing the Six Tibets of the Buddha.

On the barren mountain road, two boys, one black and one white, came.

"Annoyed, annoyed, once you lose your way, you want to hang yourself. The Black Boy sang.

"Bitter, lonely, to the underworld. The white boy sang.

Yu Fan Hou looked at the reflection of the two: "The two of them sing and laugh together, they are sarcastic or really intimate, I don't know the names of the two honorable people?"

The black boy sang: "My name is Zhao Fu, annoying annoyance." ”

The white boy sang: "My name is Shen Yan, I hate it." ”

"The name is very much in line with the temperament of the two of them, and they have other things to do besides teasing me. Jade Fan Hou asked.

The black boy sang: "Say a thousand things and ten thousand, although your qualifications are rotten." ”

The white boy sang: "Sing one circle and three turns, but you are good-looking." ”

The black boy glanced at the white boy and continued to sing: "Explain the Dharma and Taoism." ”

The white boy answered: "Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar." ”

Suddenly, a pair of big hands and one in the other, directly picked up the two boys.

A middle-aged scribe scolded with a smile: "When you finish singing, it's dark, you still stand behind me honestly." ”

The black boy sang again: "Humph!"

The white boy also answered: "Ha!"

The two boys broke free of the scribe's hand, one left and one right, and walked away in a huff.

The scribe raised his hands and began to report to his home: "In Fangwu Mountain, disturb the son's tranquility and accuse him first." ”

The Jade Fan Hou hung upside down under the tree and swayed: "I don't know what Mr. Fang is looking for me?"

"I Guan Gongzi is also nearly five steps of wild cultivation, not into the Tao to ascend to the immortal, it is a pity, I have come to fulfill the dream of the son, please enter the Tao. Fang Wushan's attitude was extremely sincere.

Yufan Hou said: "Oh? Confucianism, I don't know which one Mr. invited me to?"

The scribe put his hands behind his back and shook it: "Neither. ”

The Jade Fan Marquis was interested: "There are still four families at the bottom, and there seems to be no other door to enter the Dao, right?"

Fang Wushan said with a smile: "There wasn't before, but soon there will be, the fifth, the artist." ”

The Jade Fan Hou floated down from the tree: "Isn't this magician a long time ago and has been merged into the Taoist family?"

Fang Wushan said: "No, only part of the spell was stolen by the Taoist people, not merged, stolen!"

Yufan Hou said: "Everyone on that mountain is a master and sage who has learned Huang Lao's skills, and they will do this kind of stealing?"

Fang Wushan said: "People today may not, but people from a long time ago may not be. This has to start from the dispute between the two Taoist families, at the beginning of the establishment of Taoism, and the artist for generations, and even married in the future, after the two families got married, they should have helped each other and conspired to live forever, but that generation of family owners, but without authorization from the artist stole a number of secret classics of the artist, to fill the lintel of the Taoist, after the incident of the east window, he with a human face and a beast heart, actually took advantage of the weakness of the artist, the sword and soldier of the artist, and snatched almost all the secret techniques of the artist, after that war, the magician Ding became scarce, and the artist who lost the secret book had to hide in the shadows, and since then he has been in a slump。 ”

Yufan Hou said: "Why does it sound like it's all a history of decay in the middle of the family?"

"Childe, don't worry, have you ever heard that a hundred years ago, the old man Huanglong broke into Qinghe Mountain alone, defeated three masters in a row, and killed four mountain people?" Fang Wushan asked.

The Jade Fan Hou replied: "I've heard of it, but I've heard that people say that it's always mysterious and mysterious, and later it was even related to a certain immortal in the sky?"

Fang Wushan said: "The big war a hundred years ago can't be exaggerated, maybe the real battlefield is a little more heroic than the rendering." ”

Yufan Hou asked: "But I heard that in the end, the old man Huanglong still died on Qinghe Mountain?" The bones were also thrown into the heavenly cave along with the corpses of the Taoist priests who were piled up in the mountains. ”

Fang Wushan was a little indignant: "If it weren't for the immortal in the sky, he threw down a doppelganger and severely injured the old man Huanglong, and he wouldn't have died on that Qinghe Mountain." ”

Jade Fan Hou was a little pity: "It's just that he is dead now, otherwise, this magician has a lot to look forward to." ”

Fang Wushan smiled weirdly: "Without the old man Huanglong, there are other capable people who can take the lead." ”

Jade Fan Hou said: "Oh?

Fang Wushan's eyes glowed with golden light: "In today's rivers and lakes, the son has ever heard the voice of Xintian Dao Chen."

Jade Fan Hou frowned: "Is it the Xintian knife that cuts off the torture chain of the head of the Legalist family with one sword?"

Fang Wushan was finally a little happy: "Exactly, in terms of courage and popularity, he Chen Liusheng can take on a mountain gate." ”

The Jade Fan Marquis said: "Listen to Your Excellency, could it be that this Xintian Sword is the master of the Martial Arts?"

Fang Wushan smiled heartily: "Hahaha, Gongzi is really a smart person, and the enlightenment of immortality is just around the corner." ”

Jade Fan Hou smiled: "Mr. Fang has spent these words, if I don't go, won't it be a big disaster." ”

Fang Wushan said: "Childe naturally has his foresight, since this is the case, then Childe will go this way?"

In this way, the Jade Fan Marquis left under the guidance of Fang Wushan.

Fang Wushan took the jade fan Hou on a small floating boat, down a slender canyon, the cliffs on both sides are like a mountain falling, Shengsheng squeezes out a line of heaven above his head, and the boat is in it, and it is dangerous and strange.

Jade Fan Hou watched Fang Wushan familiarly hold a bamboo pole, no matter how turbulent the water was, the boat was like walking on a flat lake.

When he was about to reach a sharp bend, Fang Wushan collected the bamboo pole and hit it straight towards the rock wall, and when the Jade Fan Hou was about to fly up, Fang Wushan pressed his shoulder: "Don't be surprised, Gongzi is already here." ”

Seeing that he was about to crash into the mountain, the boat was destroyed and people died, the Jade Fan Hou instinctively wanted to stand up, but Fang Wushan couldn't hold it back.

However, in the moment of collision, his eyes were closed, but he found that he actually passed through the wall, if it were not for the gable in his identity, he really couldn't believe everything in front of him, the little floating boat passed through the hard rock, but came to a cave in the water, a vast and calm lake, occasionally some lake breeze mischievously blowing by, although the cave is a little dark, but there are many glowing white fish in the lake, as if it is full of countless stars, psychedelic and dazzling.

After watching the Jade Fan Hou be fascinated by the scenery, Fang Wushan smiled knowingly: "Don't be surprised, Childe, this place is a world created by my magician with thaumaturgy." ”

The Jade Fan Hou looked at the ethereal scenery around him and sighed: "Your family master, but he is a person with some interest. ”

Fang Wushan's pride is beyond words.

After passing through the cave lake, the two went ashore on a grassy bank, and then walked along a path paved with lake stones for about a pillar of incense time, and when the sky was bright, the two came to a fairyland on earth, the ground was covered with white clouds, strange flowers and trees grew in the meantime, and there were beasts and birds whose bodies were several times larger than the outside world, carrying all kinds of goods and walking in it.

Fang Wushan said: "These are all caused by my magician's thaumaturgy, if Gongzi enters my magician, the future is limitless." ”

Jade Fan Hou said: "This fairyland thaumaturgy alone is enough to shock the world. ”

Fang Wushan laughed and led the Jade Fan Hou to continue walking.

The two stopped when they walked to an attic made of blue bricks and mahogany, which was small and chic, elegant and interesting.

There were more than a dozen four- or five-step Ye Xiu standing under the small attic, and it seemed that they all came here after the Taoist failed to enter the Tao.

Fang Wushan took a step forward and said: "Thank you for coming to the Linglong Elegant Realm, all the scenery in front of you is my unique thaumaturgy, one day in the future, I believe that you can also do it easily, our family master has been waiting for you on the street in this Sea Breeze Pavilion for a long time, please come with me." ”

A group of people were led by Fang Wushan to ascend the Sea Breeze Pavilion, in a hall of the Sea Breeze Pavilion, there were chairs around the crescent moon table, and after everyone sat down, only a main seat was left empty, thinking that this crescent moon table was also specially made for everyone.

Everyone put a cup of hot tea in front of them, which was strange and attractive, but there was a cup of fragrant tea in the main seat, but no one sat down, which was particularly abrupt.

Although this tea is fragrant, everyone does not dare to drink it easily, for fear that it will be transformed by thaumaturgy and cause people to laugh.

Fang Wushan said with a smile: "The tea on the table is called Immortal Drink, which is refined from wild tea from overseas isolated islands, which has the effect of detoxifying the body and removing obscurity, please feel free to drink it." ”

The nervous crowd finally relaxed.

After about half of the incense time, one of them couldn't sit still and asked Fang Wushan, "We've been sitting here for a long time, I don't know when your family master will arrive?"

Fang Wushan slowly walked towards the main seat, stood respectfully behind the main seat, and said slowly: "Our family master has already arrived." ”

A group of people who had just relaxed immediately became nervous again, although everyone said that they had not entered the Tao, but their cultivation was not low, most of them were about four or five steps, but if a big living person was by their side, they didn't notice it at all, and they had to be strict after being immersed in the rivers and lakes for a long time.