The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, as if it was about to shake the silent town upside down. ●

"These guys, they're coming slowly. ”

Xiaoyao Fudao said nonchalantly.

The fat shopkeeper who still fell to the ground was secretly frightened when he heard it: it seems that he still underestimated the courage and means of this Taoist master, and people don't look at the people on the mountain at all.

But it is strange to say that there are so many knights on the mountain at such a time? Could it be that there must have been some accident? Or maybe they are coming for scholars and Taoist priests.

Two possibilities, the latter is closer to the truth.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: the other party had already made a fuss outside, and it was ridiculous that he and the others still wanted to use the next three indiscriminate means to make money and kill themselves, which was really self-defeating......

"Scholar, you sit here for a while, and then you can go back. ”

The Taoist priest said, took a step, stretched out his hand to open the door curtain, and Shi Shiran walked out.

Chen Sanlang believed in his kung fu and had no problem dealing with the knights outside, so he sat down and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"Boom!"

This sound seemed to knock on the heart of the fat shopkeeper, and he was so shocked that he got up, poured tea and water quickly, and smiled all over his face. You must be courteous, if you make a scholar unhappy, you will lose your head at any time. In this Surabaya town, he opened a black shop, and from spring to autumn, he and the two partners of the thin two did not take drugs to beat the stick, and their hands were very stained with life-saving blood. If it had been judged according to the law, it would have been enough to kill the head several times.

The tea is not bad, it seems that this fat shopkeeper has "dedicated" the treasured tea leaves.

As soon as he took the first sip, Chen Sanlang heard an angry shout outside the door: "Who are you?"

There was no answer, and it was obvious that Xiaoyao Fudao had already started it as soon as possible. Moment. The horses screamed, and life screamed. The sound of the waving of weapons mingled with each other. Mess.

"Laoshan Taoist, you are actually Laoshan Taoist!"

As soon as Xiaoyao makes a move, he will inevitably use the talisman, so that a discerning person will know at a glance that he will naturally see through his origins.

These people occupying Laoshan are not ordinary thieves who gather in the mountains and forests, on the way, Xiaoyao has already said a rough idea, so Chen Sanlang understands the inside story:

Laoshan is a vein. It has been inherited for thousands of years, but in fact, it showed signs of decline a hundred years ago. At this time, it was the master of Xiaoyao who was in charge of the Shanmen Dojo, and he was nearly one hundred and fifty years old.

Although it is said that cultivators live long, longevity does not mean longevity, and longevity is the ultimate realm pursuit, and it is also the most difficult goal to achieve. There are many Taoist systems in the world, and there are two Taoist interpretations, among which there are countless classic scrolls, but they can really explain the mystery of immortality. Very rare, pitifully rare.

The Taoist alchemy pill and the Buddha's cultivation of the golden body are all inherited from their respective Taoist paths. The two major cultivation routes that have been continuously summarized and summarized. And one of the most recognized cultivation principles is that if you want to live forever, you must have a pure yang magic weapon. Temper it and become one with oneself. Immortal.

This is simple, but the rarity of magic weapons dooms the difficulty of immortality.

Without further ado. To get back to the point, different Taoist systems naturally have their own strengths and weaknesses. The essence of the Laoshan inheritance is all on the talisman, and the study of immortality is not deep. Therefore, the lifespan of several generations of inheritors is only longer than that of ordinary people, but compared with other orthodox inheritances, it is not enough.

For example, Kunlun, Shushan, and even Qingcheng, there are many people who have attained the Tao and have lived for more than 500 years. As for Laoshan, 300 years of life is already a big record.

Laoshan is decaying and deserted, which naturally attracts outsiders to covet it. Over the past hundred years, it has suffered a ** attack or impact, either overt or covert.

This exacerbated the decline of the Dao system, and when it came to the Xiaoyao generation, it was already the end of the strong crossbow. It was in this context that Xiaoyao had to leave Laoshan. The dojo was invaded by foreign enemies, and many of its savings were looted. However, those cultivators did not stop at Laoshan Mountain to open a new dojo, but chose to leave. Because of the lack of ins and outs of Laoshan Mountain, it is not a real blessed land.

The cultivator left, leaving such a place, but the thieves were cheaper. Soon a group of strongmen were stationed and occupied the mountain as the king, so they were not majestic and vicious.

The strong people robbed the house, killed people and sold goods, and made the Laoshan area miserable, and the people who originally lived and worked here could not live anymore. Those who have the ability and means have migrated one after another and left their homes.

The bandits are fierce, and Yongzhou is not sitting idly by, and once sent soldiers to suppress the bandits, but when they came to Laoshan, they were either ambushed by the thieves, or they rushed to kill directly, but they couldn't resist, but they were killed to the ground, and there were countless casualties.

It can be seen from this that this group of strongmen is powerful, and the strength of Yongzhou's troops.

The leader of the strongman is a Taoist, known as the "Iron Crown Taoist", who is said to have learned swords in Shushan, but was abandoned and exiled. He is good at using a sword, and he is indeed good, and many times the officers and soldiers have surrounded and suppressed, but they were all killed by this sword.

The Taoist system was almost destroyed, the dojo was occupied, and Xiaoyao began his career as a family from all over the world. Without understanding the situation, Chen Sanlang really couldn't imagine that this hippie Taoist priest had such an unbearable and tragic life experience. He hadn't said anything about it before.

And now, after learning something, he has finally come back, and he wants to come back and get back what belongs to him.

As for what it is, Xiaoyao didn't say, only vaguely explained that this thing is important. At the beginning, because of some unspeakable secrets, I couldn't leave with it.

In this regard, Chen Sanlang questioned: Those cultivators who invaded Laoshan were not found by searching?

The Taoist priest smiled: "In addition to being proficient in talismans, my Laoshan is also very good at studying formation prohibitions. The things are left in a hidden array, and if you don't know the tricks, you can't get them at all. ”

Chen Sanlang didn't doubt it, after all, the radius of Laoshan Mountain was so big, it was impossible for those cultivators to turn over many mountains.

The Taoist priest also said that the things that can subdue the silkworms are also in the same place.

When Chen Sanlang heard this, he understood a little: This is the treasure of the Laoshan family! The small treasury or something, the most loving.

Therefore, for this trip, Mr. Chen is quite excited.

When he arrived at the range of Laoshan Mountain, he saw that the place with beautiful mountains and rivers was made into a miasma by thieves, and Xiaoyao Fudao was already holding back the fire in his heart. Right now, the fire is starting to be ignited. He walked out and was confronted by the swarming knights, who immediately killed him.

These knights were a detachment that came out to search, all of them were strong and powerful, but they didn't want to resist the angry Xiaoyao Fudao but they didn't look enough, and in just a moment, they were killed on their backs, crying and calling out to their mothers:

"Flee, flee back to the mountain and tell the king to know......"

"Immortals spare their lives!"

When a thief saw the Liuding Liujia Yellow Turban Lux summoned by Xiaoyao Fudao using the talisman, he was so frightened that he simply knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

In the inn, Chen Sanlang didn't sit for long, the cup of tea hadn't been drunk yet, whew, the black curtain was lifted, and the Taoist priest strode forward, murderous.

The robe on his body was clean, not stained with dust, and not stained with blood, but Chen Sanlang felt the cathartic anger and murderous aura: You must know that Laoshan turned out to be his "home"!

The Taoist priest sat down, poured a pot of tea directly into his mouth, and drank it with a grunt.

The fat shopkeeper's eyelids jumped when he saw it on the side, he was not afraid of the murderous aura of the Taoist priest, but felt that this pot of such hot tea was drunk in his mouth so roughly, wouldn't it be a real "copper tooth and iron tooth" to be safe? With such a strong mouth, he didn't need to blow when eating hot pot.

After drinking the tea, the Taoist priest exhaled: "Soon, they will come down, let's wait." ”

Chen Sanlang understood what he meant, and the next group of people who came could no longer be ordinary thieves who were overbearing and were actually vulnerable. (To be continued......)