Gongsun Sheng has been practicing under Luo Zhenren for many years, although he is contaminated with the qi of the rivers and lakes, but where can a cultivator who can cultivate the earth-shattering technique be a real idiot?

As soon as he said "Lao Luo", Gongsun Sheng vaguely remembered that on that spring day when the peach blossoms were full of Erxian Mountain, countless peach blossoms floated away from the branches and turned into a crimson bridge. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At the end of the bridge, there is a rising red cloud.

Erxian Mountain Luo Zhenren flew away.

The master of Sun Sheng, the dragon of the clouds, flew away.

There are no auspicious clouds surrounding the purple void and pulling out the house to fly into the sky, there is no chicken and dog licking the Dan stove and living forever together, only a crane in the clouds, straight into the misty blue sky.

And Gongsun Sheng does not have so many rules and precepts to restrain him, he can rely on his heart to enter the rivers and lakes, and from then on, his brother's righteousness and blood are in his chest, and he is so unhappy.

However, today, there is an uncle who fell from the sky.

Looking at the means, it seems that there is a difference between the master who has soared away, not to mention that the god will be a true monarch.

The people in the Daomen know how heavy the weight of the word Zhenjun is.

But Gongsun Sheng was not frightened, and argued to himself: "My master respects Luo Zhenren, and I have never said that I have a junior brother! You are a true immortal with Taoism, how can you teach ...... teaching?"

Before he finished speaking, Gongsun Sheng felt an incomparably familiar aura, and with an extremely high realm, he suddenly covered himself.

I saw that the young Taoist priest in front of him was holding a jade scroll in his hand, which had not been unfolded, but it had a calm and indifferent meaning, exuding a temperament that was friendly to all things.

It is the treasure of Erxian Mountain, "Purple Void Tianfu Cave Micro Spirit Chapter".

Looking at the jade shaft in the other party's hand, Gongsun Shengzhong remembered the many cold and summer spent in Erxian Mountain to learn the Tao, and his heart was enlightened, his heart was touched, and he was silent.

After a long time, he bowed down respectfully and bowed his head like a ritual: "Disciple to meet Uncle Xiao." ”

Wei Ye nodded, and then checked the loose pattern ancient sword in his hand, which can be regarded as recognizing this nephew.

Of course, after recognizing this nephew, he said that from now on, there will be one more poor person who listens to someone's useless nonsense, but it is called an instruction.

The immortal warlock said slowly: "Although Lao Luo entrusted you to me, I have to explain one thing, Wei is not a person who is good at teaching students. ”

Beginning with this sentence, Wei Ye said with a very self-critical spirit: "I seem to be better at free-range farming than education. The so-called free-range breeding is to drive sheep to the grassland, put chickens into the forest, let them eat grass and catch insects, and let them fight hungry wolves and foxes. But fortunately, Ah Yan and Meng Qi are both rare talents and beauty, and they are so free-range, and they are not crooked, I am very pleased. ”

Gongsun Sheng knelt on the ground, listening to the words of this little uncle who fell from the sky, he couldn't help but doubt in his heart, and secretly thought to himself, why is your tone very similar to that of an artist who tells jokes in the tile?

Slightly missing his two students, the immortal warlock turned his gaze back to Gongsun Sheng, and said, "I have a difference in the number of Dao paths with Lao Luo, and I won't teach you anything more in terms of specific Dao techniques." But today, when I saw you using a flying sword to kill me, I had something to say. ”

Wei Ye flicked the Songwen sword lightly, and a pleasant sound came from the sword body as clear as autumn water: "Your fighting ability is too weak. ”

Looking at the Songwen sword that was taken away by the little uncle, thinking about the confidence that he didn't know where he came from before, Gongsun Sheng hung his head and was silent, so he listened to the little uncle continue to arrange:

"Of course, your vision of people is also a little worse, such as going to get together with Chao Gai and other land guards who sit on the ground and share the spoils, and follow Wu to use this mean sour that can only come up with some crooked ideas to rob Cai Jing's birth gang. ”

Gongsun Sheng listened to Uncle Xiao's ridicule, and wanted to stand up and retort, these Jianghu brothers are not as unbearable as you see. But before he could speak, the words were all blocked back by Wei Ye:

"Your Gongsun Sheng learned the Tao in Erxian Mountain, even if he only learned the art of earth shattering change, where is Chao Gai and Wu Yong's improvised road bandits comparable? Huang Nigang pretended to be a merchant selling dates, and the coconut scoop that sold wine was mixed with sweat medicine, what kind of trick is this, you don't have to lose the old face of your master!"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye shook the Songwen sword and asked rhetorically: "Your grandson Yiqing, although you haven't obtained Lao Luo's full set of skills, but let me ask you, can you not understand the techniques of recruiting clouds and fog, cutting paper into soldiers, and exorcising gods and ghosts?

"You don't have any money to spend, and you want to get some foreign money, so you won't go to block the team of the Shengchengang by yourself? It doesn't matter if you are carried by the five ghosts or changed by Dunjia, don't say that the Shengchengang is the Huashigang who robbed the southeast Yingfeng Bureau, and few people can stop you, and you will get it without knowing it. But you ran to be a lobbyist for Chao Gai first, and you were startled by Wu Yong's sourness, and it was clear that you were a junior brother, and you were stupid to play a lame show with them, hey, Erxian Mountain's face is about to lose you!"

Gongsun Sheng knelt on the ground, listening to the little uncle's spittle and splashing stars, but he didn't know where this little uncle had checked his past of robbing the birth gang, and he said it as clearly as the lines on his palm, and his robe was soaked with sweat.

Wei Ye didn't look at him either, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and then sighed: "These troubles, let's just think that you have just entered the rivers and lakes." But how can your fighting skills be so sparse?"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye picked up the Songwen sword and drew a circle, and sneered: "A sword pierces the clouds, and the head of the person is thousands of miles away." This method looks extraordinarily chic, faintly with the spirit of a sword immortal. But even though the magic sword is psychic and the sword flies hundreds of miles, it is only a sword. If it weren't for the characters who claimed to break through ten thousand laws with one sword, this hand would only be a trick to bully the weak. If someone seals you with a rune, forbids you with the light of the Buddha, collects you with a magic weapon, or even simply shouts what the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon and the Dharma Protector of the Deity to beat you up, how can a magic sword withstand such a battle? If you are taken away from the flying sword, you go to the door to beg for it, and you are teased by the opponent's great magical powers, ridicule you, laugh at you, and even the teachers make a fool of themselves, and they become a stepping stone for others to brush up their reputation, then it will become a laughing stock. ”

Saying this, Gongsun Sheng secretly said in his heart, there is no need to assume like this, now in this meeting, isn't it that you have accepted my Songwen Sword and become my junior uncle, so I have to kneel down to listen to your admonition?

Wei Ye didn't look at the look on Gongsun Sheng's face, shook his head and said: "Even if you want to fly the sword for a hundred miles, how do you know what kind of trick changes to leave a little leeway for yourself? Why don't you hook up the protector mana and the little officials of the five directions to protect you? Why don't you prepare another magic weapon to prevent the opponent from counterattacking? Just stupidly flew the sword out, and then shamelessly pretended to be a living immortal in front of that Ximen Qing." That is, your uncle and I, I sent the Xunxiang Divine Monarch to bring you here to listen to my teachings, if you really change the head of a caracal demon, at this moment you have a penance in Erxian Mountain, and it will be all in vain!"

At the beginning, Gongsun Sheng was still resistant and dissatisfied with this little uncle, and he was still dissatisfied with these reprimands, but with that sentence, he finally lowered his head and didn't dare to say more with sweat.

Wei Ye's words were still echoing in his ears: "Mr. Xiyi has left, your master has also left, and those scattered immortals who live in seclusion in the blessed land of the cave have almost run away." Because the world is changing, and Wei can be sure that this change is going in an extreme, cruel, and tragic direction, and ten Li Daxiong can't pull it back. ”

"Why am I so sure? Because I'm here, and everywhere I've been, things like this always happen. ”

Gongsun Sheng slandered: Although you look at it, although you are also a Dao Scattered Immortal, you are not the kind of fierce star who has brought all kinds of catastrophes to the world.

Thinking like this, Wei Ye's gaze had already fallen, and he quickly collected his mind and carefully collected all his mental activities.

Wei Ye looked at Gongsun Sheng, and finally inserted the Songwen sword in front of him: "Since there has been a change, then there must be a response." It may be possible to bully mortals with those rough Taoist techniques, but how can you survive in such a harsh war? In the final analysis, you are still not used to fighting, and the contest between life and death has become a contest of skills on the chessboard. But that kind of gentleness, that kind of humility, is outdated. ”

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock lowered his head and looked at Gongsun Sheng's face: "I said before, Wei is not very good at teaching students, and it is okay to give lectures, after all, I still have to go back to free-range breeding, which I am best at." ”

Hearing this, Gongsun Sheng suddenly felt a little cold on his body, and then heard his little uncle say: "Since you don't know how to fight, you have to get used to it quickly." You don't have to go back to Wuyue Guan to play chess with Pan Ghost Hunting, you are different from him who is good at divination, healing, and excesses, and you are destined to embark on the road of fighting the law. These days, you just get used to it. ”

After saying this, the immortal warlock shouted in a low voice: "Wang Hu, after watching the play for so long, you should also move your muscles!"

With Wei Ye's low shout, the wind suddenly rose in the wild forest behind the mountain temple, as if there was a fierce beast lurking in it, and Gongsun Sheng almost felt the oppressive feeling of the approaching beast. And when the woods moved slightly, what came out was a young man with a sturdy body.

It's just that Gongsun Sheng has been cultivating for many years, and it has become instinct to look at people, and at a glance, he saw that behind the young man, there was a faint virtual form of a tiger, and he always followed him.

After a moment of silence, Gongsun Sheng nodded and sighed: "It turns out that the Jingyanggang Tiger Disaster that has been rumored by people these days is also a means made by Uncle Xiaoshi. ”

Wei Ye turned his back to him, held a small fan in his hand and held the charcoal fire in the tea stove, shook his head and said, "Since you want to learn how to fight, then at least you have to cover the eyes of ordinary people of that generation." What means are more convenient and easy than making trouble with big insects on Jingyang Gang? In this mountain forest, I have done a little cover up these days, so you can just train with peace of mind and don't have to worry about being seen through. ”

Having said that, what else does Gongsun Sheng have to say?

He saluted respectfully to Wei Ye's back, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Songwen sword in front of him, and followed Wang Hu to the wild forest.

A moment later, the tiger roared and the lion roared in the wild forest, overflowing with evil energy, thunder and lightning, and the sword light pierced the sky, but there were layers of cloud barriers, enveloping the entire Jingyanggang, and no one could see it.

Not long after, Gongsun Sheng's figure flew upside down in the wild forest, and landed on the branch of an old tree in some embarrassment.

Wang Hu walked out of the wild forest with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the immortal warlock who was washing tea, to be correct, he glanced at the plate of golden puff pastry and the faint fragrance of the three fresh fillings in the hand of the immortal warlock.

Directly and unceremoniously picked up a piece of blanket and burned it into his mouth, Wang Hu shook his head: "It's a little bit worse." ”

In the end, it is not clear whether this is talking about the burning of the blanket or the victory of Gongsun Sheng.

Gongsun Sheng sat on the branch of the tree, meditated silently for a while, then stood up, arched his hand to Wang Huyi and said, "Please give me another lecture." ”

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Those beast roars and sword qi on Jingyanggang are too far away after all, but the days in Yanggu County are business as usual.

Several handsome servants favored by Ximenqing, after Gongsun Sheng disappeared from the incense case, the inscriptions on his mouth also disappeared without a trace, and he regained the happiness of opening his mouth to speak, bite, lick, and contain.

And Wuyue Guan did not have any special words about Gongsun Sheng's disappearance, it seems that there has never been such a person in the view. Ximen Qing also directly sent a piece of cloth and two pieces of money to be regarded as incense for charity, and did not mention the whereabouts of Gongsun Sheng at all, and since Gongsun Sheng did not see anyone alive or dead, there was no reason for Ximen officials to burn and bury silver.

On Zishi Street, Wu Dalang still cooks cakes twice a day, and picks them up to sell on the street alone.

Wu Song was still silently chopping wood in the backyard, trying to ignore the eager and resentful eyes of the beautiful sister-in-law.

It's just that he can hide his eyes, but his voice can't be avoided, but the voice of Wang Po came from the small building: "Lady, why don't you go to a poor house to eat tea these days?"

I listened to my sister-in-law's response: "I have been happy these days, I am sour and soft and unwilling to move, and there are always some eye-catching rammers walking in front of me, and I feel a little uncomfortable, Mother Wang, don't annoy me." ”

Hearing this, Wu Song could only grit his teeth and chop another piece of wood.

Wang Po listened to the sound outside, she didn't care, she talked to the woman for a while, and suddenly said: "Since the lady is happy, she takes advantage of the convenience of her movement now, so she can go to the Tibetan nunnery outside the city to worship and send her son." Master Xue of the Dizang Nunnery is very Taoist, and he will combine fetal protection pills, interpret Guanyin signs, and recite many spiritual mantras, whether you are male or female in your belly, she knows at first sight, and many masters in the big temples are not as good as her!"

After listening to Wang Po's propaganda, the woman shook her head and said with a smile: "Mother Wang misunderstood me, I have always been a person who does not believe in gods and Buddhas, so there really is a Bodhisattva, and it may not bless me with such a poor life, just looking for a happy life today." Tomorrow, if I am buried in the ditch, I will be my coffin. ”