"What, running away from home!" Han Yu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and he didn't care about continuing to entangle with Lu Dongbin at the moment, and began to tell the people in the mansion to go out to find Han Xiangzi.

Lu Dongbin shook his head on the side, "If the adult had let him follow the poor path of cultivation early in the morning, this kind of thing would not have happened." ”

Han Yu snorted: "It's your demonic words that confuse the crowd these days that made Xiang'er have the idea of running away from home!

Lu Dongbin was bored with himself, and smiled bitterly: "Go by yourself!"

Han Yu looked at the officials again: "Why are you still stunned, go and arrest that stinky boy for me!"

The officials looked at each other, the old man of the assassin Shi has always been clear about public and private, and his own affairs have never bothered them, but now he has broken a precedent, which can also show his concern for the young master of Xiangzi.

After a long time, one of the officials patted his chest and stepped forward and smiled: "Don't worry, my lord, the kid has no other skills, so he is good at finding people!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Gongfu has a famous 'Shenxing Taibao', leave this matter to him, and your lord will rest assured!" The officials reacted and replied one after another.

Han Yu frowned, the official is called Li Gongfu, his ancestral home is Qiantang, and his family has a Taoist magic method, which ties four pieces of Shenxing armor to his legs, and can travel 800 miles a day at the earliest, and is called "Shenxing Taibao". If it was placed before, he would probably smile disdainfully, but when it came to the safety of his nephew, he couldn't take care of it much at this time, and nodded: "It's hard work!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the kid will go out to find the little boy. Li Gongfu was flattered, nodded again and again, went out of the Assassin's Mansion, tied things around his legs, recited the magic trick, and the whole person galloped towards the outside of the city like the wind.

Han Yu witnessed the power of this magic technique for the first time, and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said to the steward beside him: "My parents are not far away, I remember that Gongfu's mother seems to have had a serious illness not long ago, you can write a letter to the county lieutenant of Qiantang for me and transfer Gongfu back to Qiantang!"

The steward nodded, "The lord is kind-hearted and loves the people like a son......

Han Yu waved his hand, and he was already invincible to the kung fu of the steward.

"Let's go, take me to Xiang'er's room to have a look!" After thinking about it, he felt that before Han Xiangzi ran away from home, he might be able to leave some clues, and with his old spicy eyes, he might be able to find some clues.

After a long time, I saw Han Yu looking at the piece of paper he picked up from the desk in a daze, "This stinky boy, he understands all the truths, but it doesn't make people worry!" There was relief and concern in his words.

The maid looked at it secretly, and vaguely saw that it was written on the paper: It is true that the south is eight thousand miles, and the surname of the country is Han.

......

The years are withering, the people's hearts are not old, during this time, Han Yu was sick and frustrated, but under his governance, Chaozhou is changing with each passing day, reborn, and in the future, it will be Confucianism and Lingjiao, and incense will be all over Yingzhou.

Ren Qinglian didn't know how Han Yu's original fate trajectory in this world would evolve, but he knew that in another world, Han Yu was only a short period of five years from being demoted to Chaozhou and finally dying.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, especially for a person like him who has crossed over, it is even more rare to gain a family affection, he will not watch Han Yu live, grow old, sick and die according to the original historical trajectory.

This time I left, firstly, to re-temper my martial arts, and secondly, to resolve the frustration and hesitation in Han Yu's heart, and to find a way to let the other party see clearly, since the Anshi Rebellion, it has become a foregone conclusion that the Tang Dynasty has turned from prosperity to decline.

Although Ren Qinglian's strength is steadily improving, after all, the time is still short, and this time is more about polishing this body, constantly fusing the power of the bloodline clone in the underworld. However, his speed is not slow, the light is flashing, the time of more than ten days has passed in a flash, Rao is the Shenxing Taibao has not rested all the way, and he has also lost the footprints of the other party, as for Lu Dongbin, who is more confident, he is also confused, I can't think of that ordinary man, why he suddenly has such a ability, and he can't even track him.

On this day, Ren Qinglian came to Chang'an, which had been absent for decades, but this time it was indeed a matter of fact. The place where the Sword Pavilion was worshiped has become a row of shops, even the six doors that were once prominent have also disappeared, probably only those older generations in the capital, and they still know that there was once such an organization.

Ren Qinglian found someone to copy countless copies of Han Yu's "Sacrificial Crocodile Text", spread it in the community, and found a storyteller to compile the events that happened in Chaozhou during this time because of Han Yu into a romance of gods and demons, which spread among the three religions and nine streams.

Soon after, almost everyone in the capital knew that Han Xianggong was a god descending from the earth, not only could write poems, but also could subdue demons and eliminate demons, many ladies were beautiful, and even thought about marrying that Han Xianggong at one time.

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More than a month later, the dusty Li Gongfu finally found Chang'an City following the traces left by Ren Qinglian.

In the Hero Building, this embarrassed-looking Shenxing Taibao was eating hot steamed buns happily, when his ears suddenly moved, and he was attracted by the story told by the storyteller on the stage.

"Let's say that the crocodile goes to the river every day to lift the sky and the earth, and does evil, why is he so stunned today, and his eyes are not moving? It turned out that Han Yuxiang sent the second general Hum Ha to secretly restrain him...... Just waited for Han Yu Xianggong to throw the text into his mouth, and then drove him to the sea......"

Li Gongfu was dumbfounded when he heard this, he drove out the crocodile that day, but he was always by his side, it should have been the pure yang real person who recruited the Yellow Turban Lux, captured the head of the crocodile, and used the talisman to drive the remaining crocodile into the sea, of course, before this, although Lord Han Yue had also made a lot of efforts, he could use his own head as a guarantee, and it was definitely not as mysterious as the storyteller said. You know, Lord Han is the most disgusted by these strange things on weekdays!

Shaking his head hard, "That's it, it's just a matter of saying that Lord Han is good!" It's been so long, and I don't know how the adults should be worried, I have to find the little boy as soon as possible, but before that, I have to meet Master Shangxing!"

......

After Ren Qinglian spread Han Yu's deeds, she had been secretly watching.

Since Tang Xianzong ascended to the pole, Tian He has been rich and mature, and all the people have been blocked. But the good times did not last long, this year the drought was a disaster, the rain and snow did not fall, there was no water at the bottom of the well, smoke was produced in the treetops, and the people were not able to make a living.

Ren Qinglian deliberately exaggerated Han Yu's ability, naturally thinking that this emperor in the palace remembered his history of Han Yu's assassination, and then invited this Han Xianggong, who knew magic, back to the court, so as to eliminate the frustration and hesitation in Han Yu's heart.

In fact, Han Yu, who was far away in Chaozhou, soon received a holy decree and asked him to go to the capital to climb the altar and ask for rain.

In the attic, Lu Dongbin, who had only found Ren Qinglian's whereabouts not long ago, looked at Han Xiangzi in front of him and frowned: "All this was calculated by you in advance?" Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Dongbin felt more and more that he couldn't see through the other party, and suddenly he had an extra martial arts cultivation, not to mention, he could unconsciously arrange such a careful plan, the purpose was just to persuade his uncle to cultivate!

Ren Qinglian shrugged her shoulders and didn't answer, "There is Lao Zhenren's help in this matter!

In fact, Ren Qinglian was able to calculate like this, but he had to talk about his comprehension of the future deduction technique after he was reincarnated, but he would definitely not tell the other party about this kind of thing.

In his plan, Lu Dongbin's existence is an indispensable role, and the cultivation of martial arts is not suitable for the elderly Han Yu, in his plan, after Han Yu loses confidence in the court, Lu Dongbin will teach Han Yu the method of cultivation, and from then on embark on the path of immortal path. And in return, he will continue to use Han Xiangzi as the identity of the eight immortals in the cave to complete the number of the eight immortals, and when the ruins are opened, he and Lu Dongbin and other seven people will cross the sea to subdue demons, that is, the legendary eight immortals across the sea.

Lu Dongbin smiled bitterly and nodded, no matter what, he could be regarded as having succeeded in transforming Han Xiangzi, and as soon as he thought of letting that pedantic old man Han follow him to cultivate, he felt a little expectant.

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"Nonsense, welcoming the Buddha's bones and hurting the people's money, and now letting the old man go to the altar to ask for rain, this is ......" Chaozhou Thorn Mansion, Han Yu, who received the holy decree, was naturally not light, and he began to despair for the emperor.

Everything was going according to Ren Qinglian's plan, and half a month later, the emperor sent the best carriage to take Han Yu from Chaozhou to Chang'an, and began to pray for rain and snow on the altar that had been set up in the south of the city.

"That is Han Xianggong?" Countless people who came to the altar were surrounded by water.

Han Yu was a little big-headed, and he was running around for days, although Lu Dongbin secretly used spells to protect him, but his whole person didn't look good.

At this moment, Ren Qinglian appeared beside him.

"Uncle Ancestor has been tired and the journey, but the Holy Father is in a hurry, and I still need Uncle Ancestor to hold on for a while!"

"Xiang'er...... You, why are you here?" Han Yu was taken aback.

Ren Qinglian smiled indifferently, "Let's talk about this matter slowly, it's imperative to ask my uncle to go to the altar!"

"Nonsense, the saint doesn't know, it's just that, why don't you follow the coaxing, where can the old man have any spells......"

"Uncle, if it doesn't rain and snow today, the saint will blame it, but he will punish the nine clans!"

"This ......" Han Yu's eyes darkened, it was the first time he had heard of this, but thinking about it, it was really possible, seeing that there was no one left and right, he couldn't help but mutter: "Faint Jun!"

Ren Qinglian laughed secretly, leaned over to it, and whispered: "But Uncle don't worry, I have already asked the pure yang real person to help secretly, for a while, as long as ......"

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