Xuankong is good, as long as he doesn't compete with that monkey for fame.

Xuankong happily stood back in front of his case, ignoring the stirring of the juniors and disciples.

"Haha, he was demoted by the master, and when he sees us in the future, isn't he going to call us uncles?" said a Taoist priest who was a round older than Xuankong.

The person next to him was taken aback, and hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered, "Shh, don't be too loud." The senior brother is talented, and the master is kind to him, maybe he will be taken back to the master again. ”

The Laoshan school takes the order of entry as the criterion for ranking. Therefore, although Xuankong's age is not big among the senior brothers, as the first disciple of the old Taoist leader, he is still above the junior disciples. Speaking of which, in Pingyue, Xuankong has always lived in the Yuewei Cottage in the back mountain, and he has not had close contact with the senior brothers in front of him.

Over the years, apart from the old Taoist, there is really no one who can know how far his Taoism has progressed.

"Hey, if it weren't for the master's partiality with him, he would have been able to pass the test with some strange silver skills in the annual big exam?"

"I went to deliver food to Senior Brother a few days ago, and I heard that there were many people in his house, don't do something secret in the back mountain, right?"

"Who knows, the master rarely goes over anyway, so I don't think he has much to gain. ”

Xuankong had already sat back in front of his desk and listened to the old Taoist commenting on the results of this year's year-end exam. His pair of Xuantie Arhats were really still pressed in the last place, and they narrowly passed, but the little junior brother's wall-piercing technique was appreciated by the old Taoist.

He said that he had a talent for monasticism.

However, all the teachers and brothers are also used to it, and every new disciple can get this evaluation in the first year's big exam.

Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why they don't take Xuankong's position as a senior brother very seriously.

After a few words, the old Taoist returned to the inner hall, and Xuankong's seat was readjusted and sat at the door. The juniors and disciples around him walked past him, and there was always some disdain and ridicule or regret in their eyes.

"Senior Brother" Only Wang Qi walked to Xuankong's side, worried that he would feel uncomfortable.

After all the juniors and disciples left, Xuankong got up from his seat, stretched his waist and patted Wang Qi's shoulder with his hand: "It's okay, my rank will be below you in the future." But first, I won't call you master. ”

Wang Qi was stunned by Xuankong's words, nodded his head, and said that he would never dare to let Xuankong call him master.

Xuankong's eyes slowly swept over Wang Qi's body, Wang Qi, who was wearing a brocade robe and a jade pendant, was still relatively handsome, at least much better than his own raunchy. Could it be that Pu Songling is shaking me again?

He walked on the stone steps of the Shangqing Palace and looked into the courtyard.

In front of the Qing Palace on Laoshan Mountain, a lot of plants and trees were planted, all of which were the only books of the immortal family that the old Taoist decided to set up a sect here, and sent Xuankong to collect them from all over the world. Among them, a peony is more than a foot high, and the flowers are brilliant.

There is also a camellia tree that is two feet high and the thickness of a fist.

It is most conspicuous.

"Wang Qi is a child of your family, and the peony and camellia are transplanted by myself. Some melancholy eyes fell on the grass and trees in the courtyard, and Xuankong sighed.

It seems that I still don't have enough luck.

On the side of the back mountain, a thatched hut was built haphazardly on the edge of the cliff, leaving only a small piece of grass in front of the door that was covered by Xuankong with a spell, and it still grew luxuriantly against the cold wind of winter. The moon is bright and the stars are shining brightly.

A flask of wine on the ground, and a number of meat.

Xuankong reclined in front of his door, leaning on the moonlight in the sky, and it looked like it would be a good day tomorrow. How many years have you been in this world? Xuankong didn't count it in his own heart, but he remembered that the trees under the mountain had changed between the withering and glorious ten times.

"That's been more than ten years" Xuankong sighed softly, raised his glass, and put it down again.

It's the most boring thing to drink alone, and I really miss my brothers in the gang.

Although they were just friends with wine and meat at that time, something is better than nothing!

Putting down the wine jug, Xuankong smiled, walked to the dark place of the hut, hugged a figure and walked back: "Come, come, raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become three!"

Putting the humanoid thing on the ground, Xuankong continued to sit down, toasted three glasses of wine to the humanoid statue, and said with a smile: "The night is long, and I have to ask my brother to accompany me tonight." "If the old Taoist comes to check the room at this time, he can faint alive.

It is no wonder that not long after the Laoshan faction was built, the Yama Hall on the mountainside reported that the statue of the Yama King was lost.

Frightened, the old Taoist thought that he had offended which palace Yama, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble to Laoshan Mountain.

It turned out that Xuankong moved to Yuewei Caotang, and he must have been with him for more than ten years.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, put me another pair of dishes and chopsticks!" was half drunk, and suddenly a long laugh came from the opposite cliff.

"What youkai?" Xuankong was so frightened that he had the heart to rush back to the hut and draw his sword, but he couldn't get up from sitting on the ground. It's still not enough to cultivate the state of mind, although not long after crossing here, I know that this is a world full of gods, Buddhas and demons.

But in addition to the old Taoist who taught spells, there were also a group of juniors and disciples who studied with the old Taoist.

Xuankong has been in the sky for more than ten years, but he has never seen a ghost.

It's not surprising, Laoshan is a blessed land of fairy mountains after all, which demon and monster are full of food and come here to find death?

I only heard the laughter on the other side getting closer and closer, and a figure actually came from the void on the cliff. The man smiled as he walked: "Thanks to the little brother who has been calling a certain family for ten years, and it happens that I am free tonight, so I will respectfully come to practice your hospitality!"

As the man approached, Xuankong gasped. Looking at the night light, he could be sure that this guy who came was definitely not a little ghost.

Looking at the face of that person, it is clearly the same as the statue of King Yama, who has been with him for more than ten years.

"King Yama?" Xuankong stood up against the wall, incredulous.

The man laughed, sat down beside Xuankong, and lifted the flask and poured it into his mouth. Only then did he look at Xuankong squarely and said with a smile: "King Qin Guang of a certain family, the little brother does not dislike a certain family, and invited a certain family to a banquet for ten years, and now I am here to thank you." ”

King Qin Guang, named Jiang. At the end of the life of all the good people in the world, he will sign a letter to send people to summon spirits, ranking in the first hall of the underworld and being a well-known existence among the yin gods.

"So that's the case, my Yangshou is over?Can I be reincarnated back?" Xuankong's surname has a bit of ruthlessness in his previous life. After reading "Huang Tingjing" for more than ten years, it only made him look a little more gentle.

But in his bones, he is still not afraid of heaven and earth.

He patted his sleeve, stood up and was about to follow King Qin Guang. However, King Qin Guang said strangely: "Where are you going?" This Laoshan Mountain is full of aura, and King Qin Guang also sent a doppelganger to enjoy incense here.

Someone in the Laoshan faction on the mountain entertained him for ten years, and he originally thought that it was a ghost immortal who cultivated the underworld and begged him for protection, but he was unexpectedly used by Xuankong to relieve his boredom. Out of a moment of curiosity, I had the move to go to the appointment tonight.

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