The clear eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, the light flashed away, became mellow, the gaze was not sharp, the eyes were not sharp, the gentle voice sounded from the cloud platform, and the sound of Qingyue's piano, one rigid and one soft, explaining the grace of the rhythm.

"The guest is Li Wangsheng who fought with the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint?"

"Are you a Leng Qin layman, can you represent the Blue Dragon Society?" Li Zhichang asked rhetorically.

"It seems that Brother Li needs my help with something, and the Blue Dragon Society is happy to cooperate with such an outstanding figure as you. Leng Qin said slowly.

Even in the face of Li Zhichang, who can fight with the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint, this Lengqin monk is still calm and calm, without the slightest crampedness.

"I want to know where there is Dongji Yimu, can you tell me?" Li Zhichang asked directly without beating around the bush.

The Leng Qin monk waved his hand at the maidservant, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and he said word by word: "As long as Your Excellency can afford to pay the price, there are few questions in this world that the Blue Dragon Society cannot answer." If you ask where there is Dongji Yimu, the Qinglong Society will naturally be able to answer, but the price is not small. ”

Li Zhichang suddenly laughed, and finally said in a deep voice: "If you use your life in exchange for the answer to this question, do you think it is enough?" ”

His originally moist eyes suddenly became sharp, his gaze was like a sword, looking at the Leng Qin monk, the silent Yuntai, as if under a strong pressure, began to sink inch by inch.

Leng Qin said calmly: "Brother Li's mana is monstrous, if you want my life, it is indeed easy, but there are only rules for doing ~ things, and the Blue Dragon Club also has rules." I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”

His body emitted a glowing white light, which was the manifestation of the extreme operation of the Spring and Autumn Righteous Qigong he had practiced.

At the same time, a kind of wealth and nobility can not be lewd, and the momentum of power and strength can not be bent suddenly arises. People can feel his determination to rather be broken than broken.

On the outskirts of the distant capital, where a mysterious mountain villa is located, there is a mysterious space inside, and a huge ancient book with strings of runes floating around it is in the center of the space.

And not far from the ancient book, there are two golden dragons and fire dragons imprisoned in chains. The scales and armor were distinct, and the fire dragon spit dragon fire from its mouth and fell to the ground. Revealing the cloud platform where Li Zhichang and Leng Qin lay were located.

Huolong said: "Can Wu Zun see the origin of this person?" He actually spoke, but his voice was gloomy and somewhat unspeakably majestic.

Another golden dragon said: "Dongji Yimu is a necessary thing for cultivating the Taiyi True Technique, does this person have anything to do with the Blue Emperor." ”

His voice was a little clearer and less somber than that of the fire dragon.

Huolong said: "The Blue Emperor has disappeared in ancient times. The sacred soil that planted the East Pole Yimu also disappeared with the Qing Emperor. Where else can you find Dongji Otogi in this world? ”

The golden dragon was silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "There is a place where there is. ”

Its dragon eyes suddenly shot ~ out of the pillar of light, and fell into the mirror image of the Lengqin monk in the pool of dragon flames.

Leng Qin Jushi trembled at the moment, the white light on his body converged in an instant, his pupils turned golden, and he said lightly to Li Zhichang: "I can tell you the whereabouts of Dongji Yimu." ”

Li Zhichang felt that the Leng Qin monk was completely different from before at this moment, and the majesty on his body actually had a mysterious majesty. Make people unconsciously surrender.

In addition to the flesh ~ body, the whole person suddenly became another one.

Li Zhichang squinted. Whispered, "Who are you?"

With his cultivation and insight, of course, it can be seen that Leng Qin Jushi was forcibly occupied by his flesh ~ body, but Leng Qin Jushi is not an ordinary person, and he was so easily taken away from his flesh ~ body, and the means of coming to him are really extraordinary, even if he is like a nine-tailed demon saint, to do this, I am afraid it is not easy, unless there is another reason.

"You can call me Wu Zun, I can call the shots of the Blue Dragon Society, and now I can tell you the whereabouts of Dongji Yimu for free, I'm afraid you won't dare to go." ”

"Looks like it's good for you, too. ”

Not long after, Li Zhichang walked out of the Lengqin Pavilion.

The mysterious Wuzun just now told him that the private seal that the current Emperor of Great Xia carried with him was carved from Dongji Yi wood.

It's hard to tell whether this is true or not, and even if it's true, does he still have to go and get this private seal from the emperor?

And this mysterious Wu Zun didn't have the intention of using him in it.

It can be seen that Leng Qin Jushi is just the figure who was pushed to the foreground by the mysterious Wuzun, and he may have something unsightly in himself.

According to the current situation, it is very necessary for him to condense the true body of the wonderful path.

Maybe the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint may not be able to put him to death, but the old demon of Montenegro should have the means to completely make him fall, even if the old demon of Montenegro will not trouble him, he can pin his fate on luck, which is not what a really strong person should do.

No matter what Wu Zun said, whether it was true or false, he had to go to the capital to determine whether it was true or false.

At the same time, being in the center of the world, even if the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint is found after a while, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it with all his might, and he has some scruples, which increases Li Zhichang's certainty of competing with the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint.

Moreover, the struggle with the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint did have a great effect on the tempering of his state of mind, even if Li Zhichang knew that handing over Qingfeng would resolve the misunderstanding between the two, he was unwilling to do so.

After all, the Nine-Tailed Demon Saint is such a suitable whetstone, but it is difficult to find the next one.

Since Emei is a show in the world, Qingcheng is quiet in the world.

The mountains and rivers in Shu are strange, not only are there often sword immortals, but also in the Qingcheng Mountains that stretch for more than many miles, I don't know how many powerful dragons and snakes are hidden.

This kind of monster, the aura of Zhong Tiandi, by the essence of the sun and the moon, does not poison the living beings, just by chance to get the Taoist system of the previous generation of cultivators, you can use this to leap into the dragon, into the road of cultivation, much stronger than the thousand-year-old tree demon.

In the depths of Qingcheng Mountain, in the mist of clouds, surrounded by several mountains, there is a lake shrouded in clouds and smoke.

Under the clouds and smoke, the lake waves are quiet, and a white python exposes the snake's head ~ on the surface of the water, spitting out a white light and clear Inner Dan, which is smooth and round, and the Inner Dan is the size of a human fist.

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky and fell on Nedan. Without any damage.

There was no rain in the sky, the clouds rolled and rolled, and the lightning slashed down one by one. There are nine ways, and they don't fall all at once.

The Neidan became smaller and smaller, but it became more and more condensed, and after the last lightning fell, the white python spit out and rolled the Neidan back into its mouth.

Then suddenly, the clear water of the lake. The snake skin of the white python faded all at once, revealing a wonderful carcass~ body.

The snakeskin fell into the hands of the jade man and turned into a white silk robe with gold edges.

Delicate ankles exposed ~ water. I saw only a white-clothed priest, standing quietly by the lake. The appearance is handsome, beautiful and elegant, and he is dressed in a golden white dress and satin. A beautiful face. The eyes are bright, the skin is as bright as clotted fat, and the skin is as smooth as a crisp. Pure and lovely, clear and beautiful, beautiful as a fairy, out of ~ water hibiscus, mantis head moth eyebrows, beautiful as a flower. Handsome and abnormal, there is a pretty, beautiful, and soft between the eyes. than that flower, the country and the city.

She took care of herself, quite satisfied, her face was flushed, looking forward to life, showing a happy and joyful color, like the first bloom of flowers, delicate and infinite, like a celestial man. The pretty ~ beautiful rhyme between her manners, she is really a rare extremely beautiful woman in heaven and earth.

Even the heavens and the earth held their breath and marveled at it, and it was unbelievable that it was so created.

She is the white python incarnation, thousands of years ago by chance to get the legacy of Li Shan's mother, into the path of cultivation, cultivation for thousands of years, and finally through the three tribulations, only a little lack of chance, can be successfully practiced.

Old Mother Li Shan is a former Gu Immortal, and the legacy she left behind is not trivial, not only is her magic profound, but even if she is in the world, few people can match it.

The whim came ~ tide induction, knowing that soon Guanyin Master would appear in the Lingying Temple of Putuo Mountain.

Although there is an infinite distance between mountains and rivers in Putuo Mountain, it is not out of reach for her.

When you have the opportunity to attain enlightenment, you can ask Guanyin Master.

Although she is a demon clan, she is an authentic Li Shan old mother's disciple, speaking of orthodoxy, even in today's world, Buddhism and Taoism practitioners are rarely comparable to her background, Guanyin Dashi looks at the face of Li Shan's old mother, naturally will not embarrass her.

Out of confidence in her own skills, she certainly knew that this time she would not get nothing.

One by one, he cut through the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Shocked by the dust dream of Donghua, Cangzhou is home everywhere.

The mountain people planted their own three-bead trees, and the archangels took the August chariot.

Mei Fuliudan is as red as an orange, and the jujube is greater than the melon.

Jin Xian said wordless on the other side, full of small white flowers in the secluded rocks in spring.

A seven-character poem, chanted with Li Zhichang's mouth. In this crowd of believers, it stands out.

At this time, a scholar said: "Putuo Mountain is a holy place for Buddhism, why did Brother Tai give rise to Taoist meditation?"

Today is exactly February 19, which is the birthday of the Bodhisattva who came to the world, so it is the annual event of Putuo Mountain, so today near Zhejiang, but all those who have the conditions have come to witness this lively.

Putuo Mountain is extremely vast, and there are countless temples on the mountain.

And another person beside this scholar said: "Longtan doesn't know, this Putuo Mountain is also the dojo of Guanyin Master, and Guanzi before the Bodhisattva enters the Buddha, it is the Taoist Sacred - Cihang Daoist, so Putuo Mountain is the place where the Buddha and the Tao flow together, and there are the Bodhisattva's words that the Buddha is the mystery of the Tao in it." ”

Li Zhichang smiled lightly: "This brother is really knowledgeable. ‘

In the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the humanities are jadeite, and the literati here are indeed more broad-minded.

The scholar known as Longtan said: "Brother Zhu was lifted before he was twenty years old, so he is naturally powerful. ”

Li Zhichang heard this, but looked at this Zhu Juren more, the land of Zhejiang, the style of writing is prosperous, there are many talents, here is much more difficult than other places, it can almost be said to be extremely cruel, some people joked, even if the entrance examination is a jinshi, it is much easier than in the examination in Zhejiang.

Today coincides with the Buddhist event, the characters are complicated, Li Zhichang has no hope, at this time with God, this scholar surnamed Zhu, sure enough, Wen Siquan ~ Yong, very extraordinary.

He originally made up his mind to go to the capital, but he happened to encounter this annual event, and Putuo Mountain is a pure place for Buddhism, which is quite mysterious, and he can't help but want to take advantage of this tour.

I didn't expect to meet such a character by chanting a poem at random.

The names of the two sides are exchanged, the Zhu Ju person is called Zhu Yangping, and the friend around him is called Meng Longtan, all of whom are from Yuhang. The three of them chatted casually.

Li Zhichang smiled and talked idly, every sentence was allusive, because Zhejiang was near the sea, and the three of them talked about overseas customs and customs, which was even more magnificent and fantastic, which made the two of them impressed.

Before they knew it, the three of them wandered around and arrived at a monastery.

The monastery was not very spacious, and it seemed that few people came, and there was only one white-haired old monk guarding it.

Even though today is an annual event, there is no incense here, so you can imagine how deserted it would be in normal times.

That Meng Longtan was a warm-hearted person, so he persuaded the two to worship the Bodhisattva in the temple, and at the same time sent some sesame oil money to help the poor old monk.

The old monk rarely met pilgrims, so he seemed to be very enthusiastic, tidied up his clothes and came out to greet them, and guided the three of them to visit the temple.

Finally, when I arrived in the main hall, there was no golden statue of the Bodhisattva inside, and the murals on the walls on both sides were very exquisite, and the characters on it were lifelike.

I saw that the palaces and pavilions were stacked one after another, and the scenery was magnificent. There is an empty lotus platform inside, surrounded by many Buddhas, and outside are many scattered flowers, all of them are beautiful and beautiful.

Meng Longtan said curiously: "Master, the murals here are really exquisite, even if Wu Daozi is reborn, it is just like that, but why haven't you seen the Bodhisattva." ”

The old monk smiled and said, "The Bodhisattva was born today, and you will see it in a while." ”

Meng Longtan laughed and said, "The master is confused. ”

At this time, a white-clothed beauty came in from outside, with bright eyes and bright teeth, looking forward to it.

Zhu Juren and Meng Longtan only looked at it, but they didn't feel shaken, and they were suddenly immersed in the contemplation of their love, and it was difficult to control themselves.

At this time, suddenly there was a golden light in the mural that spread to the main hall and disappeared in a flash.

The white-clothed beauty disappeared immediately, and Zhu Juren said strangely: "Brother Li, did you see where the girl went just now?"

Li Zhichang pointed to the mural and said with a slight smile: "Go inside to find the Bodhisattva." ”

The two of them couldn't help but look towards the mural, I don't know when, the originally empty lotus platform, I don't know when there was a Bodhisattva sitting on it, and the boys on both sides were attendants, which was clearly Guanyin Bodhisattva and the good fortune boy and the dragon girl who were with him.

It's just that the Bodhisattva sat down, the Buddha was densely packed, and there were countless celestial maidens scattered around him, where could he tell where the white-clothed beauty was.

At this moment, Li Zhichang stared at the painting wall, his face thoughtful.

In the painting, there is another scene.

The white-clothed beauty suddenly entered the painting wall, above the altar, the golden light was ten thousand ways, and the Bodhisattva sat on the lotus platform in the middle of it, and slowly spoke.

But she was mixed under the altar, among the Buddhas.

The Bodhisattva said, "Who is kneeling?"

The white-clothed beauty was neither humble nor silent, and said dignified and elegant: "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, knock to see the master." At this time, the Buddha around her turned a blind eye to her, as if completely unaware of her existence, and all looked at the Bodhisattva, with a pious look on their faces.

The Bodhisattva could not see any other expression, his face was kind, and the thoughts of great compassion filled the entire space, and he nodded lightly and said, "What do you wish for me?" (to be continued......