In the afternoon of this day, Xingyan and Qiong Wei saw that on the tree-lined road that meandered up the mountain from the cliff, there was a person walking towards the Thousand Bird Cliff from a distance.

"It's strange, on this hot day, who will come to this Sihaitang? Chen Ziping? But looking at the way he walks, it's not like it. ”

Because it was quite far away, Xingyan couldn't recognize who it was for a while.

After a short while, when the person came closer, he realized that this visitor from the Thousand Bird Cliff was the best person from Du Zixuan last time, the eldest disciple of the Qingming Daoist of the Dharma Propagation Palace, Hua Piaochen!

"Huh, what is he doing?"

Xingyan was secretly vigilant in his heart, so he reminded Qiong Wei in a whisper.

However, when Nahua Piaochen went to the stone flat and expressed his intention to these two people, Xingyan realized that he was completely overconcerned.

It turned out that this eldest disciple of the Dharma Propagation Hall came with a basket of wine and food this time to apologize to Xingyan for his purple junior sister!

I saw this Hua Piaochen, who was still spotless in plain clothes, in this sleeve cloud pavilion, while placing a few small plates of peanuts and beans and other appetizers on the stone table, he smiled and explained his intention to Xingyan:

"Master Zhang didn't know, after Senior Sister Zi went back that time, after my persuasion, she also regretted it. But that girl's family is thin-skinned, although she knows that she is doing something inappropriate, but she is embarrassed to open her mouth to recognize her. The more she pondered in the past few days, the more she felt that she was reckless—no, she asked me to come over and apologize to Hall Master Zhang. ”

"Haha, why do you use so much courtesy-I haven't paid attention to that all along!"

Hearing this, he smiled heartily and said that he didn't mind.

Speaking of which, this sobering statement has been mixed in the smoke and dust of the market for a long time, and it can be said that he knows countless people. After these years of experience, he is also quite proficient in the handover of human relations. It can be said that "listening to the string song and knowing the elegant meaning", when he heard Hua Piaochen's sincere words, he knew that he came to apologize for his sweetheart this time, not fake, but indeed out of sincerity.

In fact, since Na Xingyan had to teach Na Du Zi a lesson, Hua Piaochen, the first disciple of Qingming, has always become a pimple in the young man's heart. Although he has always been fearless, but now on the Thousand Bird Cliff, there is Qiong Wei, a little girl with a special background, by his side;

Now it seems that this character who has been worried about him is also a reasonable person. Knowing this, Xingyan was also very happy, and immediately helped Hua Piaochen arrange the wine and food, and instructed the little girl beside him:

"Qiong Wei, go and help my brother get two pottery bowls. Today, I'm going to have a good drink with this Huadao brother!"

"Hmm!"

The little girl answered the call, ran to the stone house, and took out two clay bowls.

So, the two of them, Xingyan and Hua Piaochen, in this pavilion with clouds in their sleeves, faced the green mountains and green valleys in front of them, listened to the murmuring of the waterfall on the nameless mountain opposite, and began to drink. The little girl of Qiong Wei held a small plate of fragrant beans, sat obediently next to her brother, and ate snacks.

The small jar of water wine brought by Hua Piaochen was the same as most of the rice wine sold in the market at that time, it was not very strong, mellow and smooth, and it was just right to drink it to cool off - drinking sake and blowing the mountain breeze, it was really unpleasant!

After pushing the cup and changing the lamp a few times, Xingyan listened to Nahua Piaochen and asked:

"Brother Zhang Dao, I heard that you once learned spells from Uncle Qinghe?"

"Well, yes!"

The boy replied casually.

"Sure enough!"

Hearing this casual answer, Hua Piaochen seemed to suddenly realize, and took a big sip of wine.

"Huh, what does Brother Hua mean by this?"

Awakening is a bit confusing.

"Foolishness means that since Hall Master Zhang has learned spells from that Qinghe Master, it is really in vain that Senior Sister Zi Yu was defeated by Brother Dao!"

Hearing Hua Piaochen's answer, Xingyan's heart moved, and he remembered the words of the Lingting Courtyard - immediately, Xingyan stopped the bowl and asked seriously:

"That Qinghe Dao is long, and his mana is really strong?"

"That's natural! Brother Dao doesn't have to be humble for his master - didn't Qinghe's seniors tell the hall master? Well, it's possible, after all, after that accident, ......

Now, this senior disciple of the Hongfa Palace, who was already a little drunk, said with a look of reverence:

"Master Qinghe, the first disciple of the head of Lingxu, was a pure and uninhibited person, and was known as the 'Shangqing Maniac' back then; but he was extremely talented, cultivated a strong Dao method, and dominated the Na Jia Yuan Conference for three consecutive sessions - so much so that in the fourth session, after the unanimous agreement of the elders of the three sects, the disciples who had won the three Jia Yuan Doufa crowns their peers would no longer have to participate in the Dao Law comparison...... Alas, if you think about it this way, the Taoism of Qinghe's predecessors can only be described by the word 'high strength'!"

Between the words, this big disciple of the Dharma Hall has a great hatred for each other.

This Hua Piaochen is also quite bold, but as soon as he mentions the idol in his mind, he can't help but start chattering, drinking while recounting the deeds of Qinghe that he has collected over the years.

As a result, in the minds of this listener, there are two completely different images, which are constantly changing and exchanging in front of their eyes:

For a while, it was the old man of Qinghe in Raozhou's good fate, who had been the same for several years with a hippie smiling face and obscene appearance, and for a while, it became a master of the world on the night of the full moon, on the top of ten thousand mountains, with white clothes beating snow and sword spirit......

Hua Piaochen's call made the young man's head dizzy, and he really thought that he was drunk!

From the scattered words of Hua Piaochen, Xingyan also knew that the old Dao Qinghe also had a nickname, that is, the "Tianyi drunkard", who was saying that he was extremely addicted to alcohol - this matter, Xingyan was convinced.

Speaking of which, this time Hua Piaochen came with a jar of wine, which is to push this and the other, and it is expected that this hall master of the four seas must also like to take a sip!

However, although compared to Chen Ziping, this Hua Piaochen heard a lot more about the past from his elders, but after listening to it for a while, he found that in fact, this Qingming first disciple also knew nothing about the old way, and many things sounded like nonsense rumors to the young man. So, after a while, he finally found a conversation, and the young man interjected and asked a question that he couldn't figure out the most:

"I said Brother Huadao, I just heard from you that the Qinghe River Chief turned out to be the first disciple of the Lingxu Sect - but why was he sent to Raozhou Good Fate?"

In the young man's heart, he didn't believe the high-sounding statement of the old man Qinghe's "entering the WTO to practice"!

"This ......"

Hua Piaochen, who was talking to himself, seemed to be asked for a while, frowned and pondered for a while before he said:

I only vaguely remember that Master Qingming had occasionally mentioned to me that his senior brother Qinghe was entrusted with the important task of guarding the Tianyi Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but somehow, one day, he actually lost a sacred relic of his own sect! Therefore, even if the head of the Lingxu sect loved the Qinghe seniors very much, he was also very angry; although the seniors in the sect at that time had many intercessions, the Lingxu master still severely punished the Qinghe seniors, imprisoned the seniors' Dao power, and sent them out of Luofu Mountain. ”

"But fortunately, I recently heard that Qinghe's predecessor has made a meritorious contribution to the introduction of the hall master, and that prohibition has been removed, which is really a great blessing!"

Speaking of this, Hua Piaochen raised his forehead with his hand and let out a long sigh, as if the person who was relieved of suffering was himself.

"Relic?"

As soon as he heard these words, Xingyan immediately pricked up his ears and asked tentatively:

"This holy relic...... Isn't it some rare secret in the Scripture Pavilion?"

For a long time, the old Taoist god has been talking about this "Shangqing Sutra" passed on to Xingyan, and the young man has privately imagined a variety of possibilities for its origin...... Even the pit was abducted. This time, when Hua Piaochen mentioned the word "holy object", he immediately remembered - but Hua Piaochen said hesitantly:

"Well, it doesn't seem to be a scripture. I heard rumors that it seems to be Qinghe's predecessors, who warmed wine in winter and mistakenly took the holy relic as firewood...... This statement is really ridiculous! However, the elders in the sect generally don't mention this matter anymore, so I don't know very well. ”

"Oh, I see. It's unpredictable!"

Thinking of the spleen surname of the old man in Qinghe, he really believed in Hua Piaochen's statement that he thought was nonsense - but he didn't dare to say it directly, saving him the harmony of the banquet~

Of course, no matter what, Hua Piaochen's words solved the doubts in the young man's heart:

"No wonder that that day Lingtingzi proposed to let Qinghe return to the mountain, the head of Lingxu was very unhappy. It turns out that this old man of Qinghe actually caused such a disaster back then!"

After this conversation, let Xingyan know that it is no wonder that Chen Ziping has such reverence for him, a senior brother. This Qingming head disciple Hua Piaochen is really a good man, and he is very free and easy to talk about. Although he was drunk, he still spoke very decently.

It seems that this Hua Piaochen knows a lot about the affairs in the Shangqing Palace. Xingyan took this opportunity to ask cautiously:

"Brother Huadao, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not. ”

"What's the matter? ”

"In my Shangqing Palace, do you regard that alien spirit creature as revenge?"

Speaking of this, Xingyan was afraid that Hua Piaochen would be suspicious, so he added:

"A few days ago, in the Shangqing Palace, I saw a Zhao Zhenren, who was accompanied by a tiger. It seems that the head master doesn't care much...... That's why I wondered!"

"Ha~ It turns out that this is the case-maybe Hall Master Zhang has not been here for a long time, and he is not very familiar with this door. I am in the Qing Palace on Luofu Mountain, and I can occupy a place in the world's Taoist gates, thanks to the teachings of the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty, emphasizing the inclusiveness of all rivers and rivers. When I went to the Puritan sect, my understanding of all things in the world was not confined to one way. ”

"Let's just talk about that alien monster, I have always had several opinions in the Shangqing Palace. It's just that I, Master Qingming, am quite unimpressed with those alien elves. ”

"I see!"

Hearing Hua Piaochen's explanation, Xingyan's heart suddenly widened, and he hurriedly poured a bowl of rice wine for this Huadao brother.

Nahua Piaochen also talked about it, and then said:

"Speaking of this eclecticism, in my Shangqing Palace, although the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao is mainly based on purifying the heart and refining qi, and recuperating and recuperating the spirit, there is no special restriction on other ways. For example, the 'Xuansu Dao' is not forbidden to do so. It's just that the art in this room is basically no longer practiced in my Shangqing Gate. ”

"Oh, why is that?"

"Because there was once a spiritual ancestor in the sect, who wholeheartedly admired the way of Xuansu and strictly followed the method of the Yin and Yang Furnace - but after decades of cultivation, not only did the Dao method make little progress, but it was also ......."

It turned out that in this Shangqing Palace, there was a Lingxu Lingcheng of the same generation, but there was also a Lingchu Dao Master. It's just that this spiritual beginner has always believed in cultivating the way of heaven with the art of the house. It's a pity that he practiced with this method, not only did the Dao Fa not succeed, but also because those furnace women, all of whom admired his talents, coupled with the soft-heartedness of the Lingchu seniors, over the years, those women who were just bought to cultivate the Dao Fa have become his wives and concubines!

Now, this Lingchu ancestor is already full of children and grandchildren, and he can't live on the mountain, so he goes to the foot of Naluofu Mountain and becomes a farmer with children and grandchildren around his knees. This flying cloud tops the Qing Palace, and the Lingchu Dao Master does not come often.

With his experience, now in the Shangqing Palace, the junior disciples who are only dedicated to cultivating the Heavenly Dao are all secretly vigilant, and no one is keen on the "Xuansu Dao" anymore!

I didn't expect that there were such interesting people in this Shangqing Palace! Hearing Hua Piaochen say it slightly, he couldn't help but smile at the moment.

But unexpectedly, the little Qiong Wei beside the young man, who had been quiet, suddenly asked in a childish voice:

"Brother Xingyan, what is the technique in the room?"

"Uh," the little girl asked, but it was difficult to wake up. These days, young people often study scriptures in the Sihai Hall, and the "Pure Yang True Scripture", which focuses on the way of Xuansu, has also been read roughly, and there are still some impressions:

"The art in this room, also known as the way of the Xuansu, it follows the ......"

As soon as he said this, the young man's explanation came to an abrupt end! Then, the Xingyan brother, who was still seriously answering just now, said to the curious little girl in front of him, with a straight face:

"Sister Qiongwei, you are still young. This is the art of the house, but children should not know it!"

"Why shouldn't I know?-uh~ Brother, they all say that people are not children anymore!"

The little girl pouted in protest.

"This ...... I'm afraid my brother is a little drunk now, why do I feel a little uncomfortable~ Well, Qiong Wei, you go and help my brother get a cup of herbal tea and let me sober up. ”

"Okay!"

Hearing that his brother was a little uncomfortable, Qiong Wei hurriedly trotted all the way to the stone house.

It's just that when she passed the stone crane on the side of the stone house, the little girl secretly stopped, stood up and compared with the stone crane - but said to herself in some frustration:

"Alas, just like the day before yesterday, I still haven't grown taller......"

"Brother, he's good at everything - but if you don't always treat Qiong Wei as a child, that's even better!"

"Alas~ It's really unpredictable~~"

The little girl learned to speak of the tone she had just spoken in the gazebo, and sighed faintly there.

Not long after this episode, the person who was drinking in the cloud pavilion was almost drunk, and Hua Piaochen said goodbye and went down the cliff. Looking at the somewhat crooked back of this Huadao brother going down the mountain, Xingyan sighed with emotion in his heart:

"It's really worth talking about this today-I didn't know that the old Dao Qinghe, who was always hippie and smiling, was still such an outstanding person back then!"

"It's really unpredictable!"

When the young man was in a trance, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" next to him - looking back, it turned out to be the little Qiongwei who was diligently cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, but accidentally swept a pottery bowl on the bluestone ground. At that moment, the pottery bowl fell to pieces.

......

Looking at the pottery shards scattered all over the place, the young man suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned for a while, unable to say half a word!

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