Twenty years later, Zhongshan County, Zhuo County.

The bitter cold in the north has always had nothing to do with the spring and March, the ice and snow are hanging, and the frost is still a tie with the verdant, so that people can't tell the solar terms, and when they go outside, they tighten their necks.

Fangjin Shenzhou has been peaceful for a long time, the mortal world is rich, and the galloping road that is not prosperous in the books and classics is not only connected to the state capital, but also the small counties are unimpeded, and the sun rises in the early morning, that is, there are snowmen who remove the snow on the road overnight.

Two horses slowly walked on the gallop road, one was white, without a trace of miscellaneous hair, a man with a black jade crown stood on it, looking at its bright eyebrows, his face was thoughtful, and his bearing was like a heroic and elegant man, he should be the scholar of the family.

And the fox fur woman on the red and brown sideburns is like a fairy descending into the world, even if there is a light veil blowing between the cheeks, that trace of thrilling Yanran is what the world says?

These two people are naturally Xia Yuedong and Xiao Ningsu, who fell out of the void barrier a month ago, and were inexplicably sent to the deep mountains of Zhuo County, hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the fierce fighting demon beasts were seriously injured, and they didn't dare to raise their breath to run, so they had to go out of the mountain, and found a broken temple to temporarily recuperate from their injuries, and finally dredged the meridians after half a month, although it was much worse than in its heyday, but it was safe to talk about it in the mortal world if it didn't meet fellow monks.

"Tsk, look at that little lady, look at you and you're dizzy, why don't you go over and bewitch and bring it into Taihua Middle School to recognize you as a junior sister?"

Xia Yuedong pursed his lips helplessly, eager to take him off the horse and eat the mortal women who were wiped clean are really countless, and there are not fewer people staring at Xiao Ningsu? I thought that Xiao Ningsu was an indifferent person who was not close to anyone, and the two got along for a month, Xia Yuedong realized that he was very wrong, especially when he learned that Xiao Ningsu was born in Layue and was an out-and-out tigress, only to know that not all women in the world are as gentle and delicate as Taihua's junior sisters.

Dismounted and entered the city, Xiao Ningsu was not in a hurry to find out where the sky was, but was quite touched to lead the horse across the long street, how not to remind her of the years in Zhaojia Town a few years ago, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl ran an empty weapons shop, a lonely lamp in the middle of the night, did she ever think that she would really become the sword fairy in the book in the future?

Xiao Ningsu stopped suddenly, looked at the restaurant in front of him with the banner of "Baobin Building", and casually handed over the jujube red bridle to the little guy who bowed down, and said without replying: "Drink a cup of tea and then go." ”

Xia Yuedong didn't want to be smashed down by her scabbard in front of mortals, so he followed him in kindly.

Finding a secluded location near the window, Xiao Ningsu ordered a cup of jasmine tea, rock sugar pears and peach cakes, Xia Yuedong frowned slightly, how did the tea get into his mouth, in order not to save face, he asked for a cup of Longjing before the rain.

"Have you ever been to the mortal world? Oh, you certainly haven't. Xiao Ningsu held the tea, she liked the sweet and bitter taste of jasmine the most, she used to save money or her mouth was tight, so she went to buy a few taels of peach crisp back, just a pot of tea, she can spend half a day, Taihua is all spiritual tea, jasmine tea is not into the eyes of the monks, in the past, and Dong Xin They made tea, all of them were grinding tea cakes, the taste was strong, and all the utensils should be beneficial to practice, otherwise they would not even be considered inferior.

There was a babbling singing voice from the drama in the hall, "There is a heart to fight like no heart, but the amorous but ruthless annoyance......" Another storyteller slapped the wood in shock, and said awe-inspiringly: "That Sun Dasheng only has a golden hoop stick and ...... in one fell swoop." The idlers applauded, exchanged their heads and ears, and the guys served tea and wiped the table, who called it not a scene of "Yutang Spring"?

Xiao Ningsu didn't expect Xia Yuedong to say anything, and said to himself: "It's been ten years, "The First Snow" is lonely, how long can this "The Legend of the West Chamber" be sung? Maybe the next time I will change to a new one, but Sun Dasheng's stick will last a long time, ha, maybe it will be the same in a thousand years?"

Xia Yuedong didn't know how to pick it up, he was well-read and strong in Taihua, Qi Kui Zhenren has always taken him as an example, and warned his disciples to read the books, if Xiao Ningsu said that he cultivated a hundred arts, all kinds of Taoism, even if it was the Shenzhou County Chronicles, he could answer, but the customs of the market, a few miscellaneous books, and the Zangjing Pavilion did not have it, how would he know?

A cup of tea bottomed out, Xiao Ningsu had no interest in sitting down again, now, she is a passer-by in the mortal world, too nostalgic, no harm, took out a silver ticket from her purse and pressed it under the teacup.

stood up, but there was a group of squirming children guarding the staircase, and sure enough, they were greedy for Xiao Ningsu's appearance, Xiao Ningsu was not annoyed, but was interested, turned back to Xia Yuedong and said, "Allow you to slow down." ”

When Xiao Ningsu brought back the jujube red horse, the undisturbed summer winter also led the white horse, and when he smiled, even a huge hole behind him was beautiful.

The shopkeeper trembled and walked past the seat of the pair of immortals just now, picked up the silver ticket that was soaked in tea, and was full of joy when he saw the amount, shouting, "The shopkeeper is developed." But he didn't notice the word "Zhao" on it that gradually deepened.

Although Zhuo County is bordered by Youyan, it is the boundary of the Taoist sect after all, and all the counties and cities have a view of the heavens, and there are Taoist monks stationed in them, one is to educate the people, the second is the Zhili of Shenzhou, and the third is to eliminate the demons and defend the Dao, so the Taoist temple is the smallest point of the Taoist sect to control Jizhou.

Before arriving at Tianyiguan, many Taoist children in blue Taoist robes are giving porridge to the poor people in front of the temple, and occasionally the seriously injured are not hesitant to carry them into the temple to send a Taoist method into reincarnation, and a solid wooden coffin is buried in the cemetery outside the city. Because of this, the Taoist temple incense in Zhongshan County is extremely prosperous, and there is an endless stream of people praying for blessings.

Xiao Ningsu and the others didn't want to reveal their identities, so they walked into the temple along the flow of people, and whispered Taoist proverbs to the little Taoist priest on duty, and the little Taoist priest was shocked and invited the two to the inner hall.

Without waiting for the tea, a black and white gossip robe, with a bun of the Heavenly Dao, hurried in, saw the two of them immediately shook to the end, and said: "I don't know that the two immortals are here, Xiaodao is terrified, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

Xiao Ningsu explored the old Dao's body, the snow mountains were closed, and the inner qi cultivation was vigorous, it was estimated that it was the cultivation of a transcendent great master, and he was a first-class powerful in the mortal world, but any spiritual cultivator was easily defeated by one hundred, and suddenly saw a real monk, how could he not be frightened?

Xia Yuedong raised his hand and held up the old Tao with a true aura, and said: "As fellow cultivators, there is no need to perform this heavy salute, let me ask you, why don't you see the Lord coming?"

Lao Dao rose out of thin air, and a warm and pure nameless air flow led him to Shu Tai, as if he was ten years younger, and looked at the two of them Pan Longpei carefully, bowed, and replied: "Wang Guan went to Xiaguan Village, fifty miles outside the city to ward off evil spirits, and he must return in January, do you need Xiaodao to send someone to call it back." ”

Xia Yue Dong thought about it a little, Zhongshan County has a population of tens of thousands, it is a big city, according to the edict of the Taoist Sect, the Taoist temple stationed here are the disciples of the Yingtian Academy who can not be cultivated to the outer gate, although the cultivation is low, but it is really a monk, this old Taoist should be the deputy master, Wang Guan is not young, so that the Qiguang monk can ward off evil spirits for a month, it is estimated that the matter is tricky, and the secret communication circle in the Taoist temple must be a token of the master to launch. So he said: "Since it is to ward off evil spirits, the two of us have never disturbed the duty of the Lord, so I will report my name and lead the way tomorrow, and the two of us will go to see the Lord in person." ”

Lao Dao suddenly felt that the opportunity had come, and he was busy reporting his real name Wei Hang, Xia Yuedong asked if there were other Daoist disciples in the near future, Wei Hang shook his head and didn't know, and ordered that if there was a clue, he must report it as soon as possible.

Seeing that the two immortal elders didn't want to ask any more, Wei Hang retreated with interest, and Xiao Ningsu suddenly said in a loud voice: "Send the county chronicles here." ”

"What does Senior Sister want the county chronicle to do?" Xia Yuedong asked.

Xiao Ningsu got up and said: "Tomorrow to ward off evil spirits, most of the evil things are injustices in the world, and it is also helpful to look at the customs and things." Speaking of going to the other hall to change into a simple robe, March spring cold is steep, there are always hungry people who died due to the snow disaster, Xiao Ningsu saw many orphans and orphans when she entered the view, she knew what it was like to be hungry and cold, so she didn't want to have people feel the same way with her, and helped the Taoist priests to save the people.

Xiao Ning did not hesitate to help the hungry, Xia Yuedong hesitated for a moment, he grew up in the Taihua family, although it has been in decline for hundreds of years, but the books, rites, poems, and Taoism that should be learned are proficient, nothing more than a thousand years of cultivation, asking about longevity and leisure. There is still a poor person in the mortal world, and the ambition of a scholar who is good at the world, and there is only one person in the Taoist system who cultivates immortals, and the chicken and dog get the Tao, or return to the sect, and the root of it is just one person.

Xia Yuedong finally came to the door of the Taoist temple, unlike Xiao Ningsu, who sincerely saved people and decocted medicine, but walked to every injured person with a frown, and directly crossed in with a true aura, all of which were intact as before, and they all knelt behind Xia Yuedong and wept movingly. The thanksgiving was not stopped, but the Taoist priests were stunned.

Saved the wounded, there are hundreds of hungry people, Xia Yuedong turned over his hand and gave one Bigu Pill to each person, the hungry people only regarded it as a fairy manifestation, gave the supreme elixir, and knelt down and kowtowed, for a while, no one was satisfied, as for Xiao Ningsu's side, naturally there was no one.

Xia Yuedong is still not arrogant or impatient, but Xiao Ningsu looked at Xia Yuedong sitting beside him, there was a nameless fire, and he didn't know how to say it, after all, he helped everyone and blamed him to save people?

After being depressed for a long time, Xiao Ning Su Huoran got up, threw up her sleeves and staggered back to the guest room, Xia Yuedong and the little dao boys looked at each other, I don't know what she was angry about.

In the guest room, Xiao Ningsu silently recalled the ten-year-old wind and snow, and the mortals who came along the way and saw the mortals who were sad and crying due to the snow disaster and man-made disasters, and her heart was sad.

What is the purpose of cultivating the Tao of the First World?