"Master Hou, the Taoist temple is just a place for cultivation, not a dojo. The true dojo should be in the blessed land. ”

Zhiwei Zhenren said.

Han Hou said disapprerovingly: "What's the difference between this? I have countless famous mountains and rivers in Lingyang Mansion, so what can I do if I send a mountain to this Taoist master as a dojo?"

Zhiwei Zhenren's expression became ugly. Is the practice dojo really that simple?

Of course not, a cave heaven blessed land, it needs to be manually excavated, in the mountains and rivers of the spiritual center, open up the cave sky, set up the vein, only for a vein dojo. How easy is it to give a mountain casually?

Mr. Qingshu also said: "Master Hou, the famous mountains and rivers are ownerless things. There have been so many cultivators in ancient times, why have so few of them set up a dojo, and now there are only thirty-six caves, can Master Hou know the reason?"

Han Hou shook his head and said, "I really don't know, can Mr. say it?"

Mr. Qingshu said: "To dig a cave in the blessed land, you need to dig in the steep mountain wall, and it is not a one-time function. Among them, the cost of manpower, not to mention for the time being, is the gold and silver cost of breaking ground, which is an astronomical amount. In the past, I opened a sect in the Qingxu Dao, dug a mountain to open up a cave, and it took six generations of people to seek fate in the red world, and it took 143 years to build. ”

When Han Hou heard this, he was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Qingshu." Strange people like you have their own supernatural powers, can't they use their supernatural powers, and they have to spend manpower?"

Mr. Qingshu shook the feather fan and said: "Master Hou doesn't know, among the mountains and rivers, there is a spiritual body, life and creation, and its own mysteries. Cultivators seek the great way, follow the way of heaven, and do not do adverse things. Who dares to use supernatural powers in vain to create things by fighting against mountains and rivers? This is a great cause and effect, and no one can bear it. ”

After thinking about it, Mr. Qingshu said: "Maybe the mountain god can, move the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers, but it can ensure that the soul is not damaged." It's just that in this way, the mountains and rivers have gods, and they can't be used as a dojo. So, only to:

The power of man, and the appearance of the carving. Since it became a cave, it will gather the mountains and rivers to gather the corpse, so that it is the blessed land of the cave and the dojo of Qing cultivation. ”

Han Hou suddenly realized and said to Shi Zixuan: "Dao Chief, what Mr. Qingshu said is true?"

Shi Zixuan nodded and said, "That's true." It is precisely because the dojo is difficult to set up that the poor Dao said that he has too much appetite, and he asked Hou Ye not to agree easily. ”

When Han Hou heard this, he couldn't help but fall silent.

Seeing Han Hou's hesitation, Guo Saijiu hurriedly said: "Master Hou, this matter must not be agreed! The matter of digging the mountain is immeasurable. My Lingyang Mansion is still short of money and food to raise soldiers, how can I give this person?"

This Guo sacrificial wine, but he was dizzy.

If he knocked on the side and followed Mr. Qingshu's words, Han Hou might think about it carefully.

To put it bluntly, it pushed Han Hou into a very embarrassing situation.

It has been said before that Chrysostom will be opened, and there will be no change. Now that Guo Xijiu said that he lacked money and food to raise soldiers, wouldn't it make Han Hou lose face?

Han Hou snorted lightly and said, "Lone has already said it before. Meritorious service will be rewarded, and words will never change. The Taoist chief has made such a great contribution to my Lingyang Mansion, and he has not taken the divine position, but he has not rewarded him because he has spared money. Who else is willing to come to the Hou Mansion to serve Lone in the future?"

Although Han Hou also felt a little pain in his heart, this move was like a thousand dollars, so he had to do it.

Zhiwei Zhenren's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Master Hou......"

Han Hou waved his hand and said, "You don't have to say it as a real person. Determination has been made. ”

Zhiwei Zhenren sighed, glanced at the indifferent Shi Zixuan, didn't know what thoughts flashed in his heart, and sat back in his seat.

Mr. Qingshu smiled and said, "Master Hou has decided so, so naturally we have no objections." ”

He arched his hand to Shi Zixuan and said, "Congratulations to Daoyou." ”

Shi Zixuan returned the salute and said, "Thank you." In the future, if the dojo is established, you are welcome to come and be a guest. ”

"Definitely, definitely. Mr. Qingshu said.

Han Hou laughed and said to Shi Zixuan: "Dao Chief, I don't know which famous mountain you have fallen into? Gushu Mountain, Tailao Mountain, Jingmur Mountain, Changtian Mountain, Dongyang Mountain, including Dongyou Lake Sanlian Mountain, are all famous mountains in the world. The Taoist chief can be chosen by himself. ”

As soon as Han Hou's voice fell, Shi Zixuan immediately felt in his heart, in the Dudou Palace, the spiritual pool was churning, and the stream was surging.

Shizi Xuan took a fixed look, and saw that among the oranges, a mountain and river appeared, shrouded in mist, and the spirit was always quiet. But after a while, another mountain was changed, and I saw that this mountain was steep and steep, straight into the clouds, towering and towering.

"Taigao Mountain. View of Mt. Muro. These two famous peaks are in the fate of the law. ”

Shi Zixuan pondered in his heart, and suddenly remembered that Mr. Bai had said before that this Han Hou had met an immortal in Taigao Mountain, and couldn't help but think: "Immortals don't fall into the dust, but this immortal family is incarnated here." Could it be that this Taigao Mountain used to be an immortal dojo? If so, he set up a dojo without greeting that immortal family, but he offended the immortal family. Maybe he won't care, but it's not right after all. ”

Shizi Xuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Poor Dao, choose Jingmuro Mountain." ”

Han Hou nodded and said, "Jingmuro Mountain is a good place to practice. It's just a matter of digging and building a cave, not a moment's work. Tomorrow, I will order someone to go up the mountain and build a Taoist temple for the Taoist first. ”

The whole mountain was sent out, and he was not afraid to send another Taoist temple.

Master Xuanzuo thanked him: "Thank you to Master Hou." ”

Han Hou nodded with a smile, and the matter was settled.

Returning to the banquet, the white-clothed monk praised: "Congratulations to fellow Daoists, you lost a god position, but you got a blessed land." ”

Shi Zixuan said: "Why should the master laugh at me. The throne of God is not obtained by being ordained in the world. It's just a name. The blessed land I asked for was received by Han Hou, and the cause and effect have been concluded, but it is not easy to conclude. ”

The white-clothed monk smiled and said: "False name may not be, and kindness is not true." ”

Shi Zixuan said secretly: "What does this Zhizhu Master mean?

The younger brother of the white-clothed monk, the perceptual monk, has all proved the status of an arhat, as a senior brother, although he may not necessarily have a higher realm than him, but he is also a good Taoist.

Such a person must have a deep meaning when he speaks, but Shi Zixuan is temporarily unpredictable.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone outside suddenly sang: "The son of the world has arrived!"

Shizi Xuan raised his head violently when he heard this, but he didn't expect him to try his best to see Han Hou Shizi, but this Shizi sent him forward.

"It really didn't take a lot of effort to get it. Shizi Xuan said secretly.

Everyone got up to greet each other, and saw a young man in a purple robe and a golden belt, thin and straight, striding in.

Everyone said in unison: "I have seen the son of the world." ”

Shizi smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to be polite, I'm late, please forgive me." ”

Everyone hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Shi Zixuan was stunned in his heart, this Lingyang Mansion is rumored to be the son of Han Hou, who is greedy for flowers and lustful, and has a tyrannical temperament, but when he saw it for the first time, he looked like a gentle and elegant gentleman, which was very different from the rumors.

"If it is really a skin, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. With the demeanor of this Han Hou Shizi, when he meets him for the first time, anyone will have a good impression and have the heart to make friends. ”

Shi Zixuan thought secretly.

When Han Hou saw his beloved son coming, he stroked his beard and smiled: "Didn't my son go to the mountains? Why did you rush back overnight?"

The prince stepped forward, knelt down and said: "When Erchen was wandering around Taigao Mountain, he met a fairy scattered man and a hidden sage, and he was familiar at first sight. After several sincere invitations, he said that he would come to the Hou Mansion as a guest. It happened that tonight I was in time for my father's banquet, so I hurried back. ”

Han Houqi said: "Which immortal is scattered, and which is the sage?"

Shizi said: "The name of the immortal is Meichen, and the hidden sage is the old man of the Eight Mountains. ”

When Han Hou heard this, he was overjoyed, stood up excitedly, and said: "But I have resigned from the position of national teacher, the immortal scattered people Meichen who lived in seclusion in Dongyang Mountain, and the old man of the Eight Mountains of Benevolence and Virtue in the world of peach and plum?"

Shizi smiled and said: "Exactly! I know that my father has admired these two for a long time, how can I not invite my father to meet Gao Xian this time?"

"I'm doing a good job. Why don't you hurry up and invite the two of you!Welcome!" Han Hou Dayue. Then I saw the orchestra playing in unison and welcomed the guests into the hall.

But after a while, two people came in from outside the hall. A person in a silver silk feather coat, horizontal eyebrows into the sideburns, long sleeves fluttering, calmly.

The other was a long-haired and shawl, gray-haired, kind-eyed old man, walking slowly on crutches.

"Huh, why are these two here?

As soon as he saw the two of them, the white-clothed monk beside Shi Zixuan was suddenly stunned, muttering to himself, with a very strange expression.

Shi Zixuan asked, "Master, is there anything wrong?"

The white-clothed monk said, "Do you know these two people?"

Shi Zixuan shook his head and said, "I don't know." Does the master know?"

"Fifty years ago, there was a relationship in Yujing. It's just that at that time, the immortal scattered people Meichen and his longevity were about to end, and he wanted to live forever but couldn't. I once heard a Buddhist friend say that he had returned to heaven twenty years ago. ”

The white-clothed monk was puzzled, and glanced at the old man of the Eight Mountains again, with a stunned look on his face.

"Master?"

"This is not the Old Man of the Eight Mountains!"

The white-clothed monk suddenly showed a look of astonishment on his face: "The old man of the Eight Mountains is just a nickname, and the real person is a layman about fifty years old. How did you become an old man with gray hair?"

Shi Zixuan was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out: "Listening to the master, one of these two people is dead, and the other is not an old man with gray hair. Who are these two people in front of the temple?"

The white-robed monk shook his head and remained silent.

"I've seen Master Hou. ”

"Courteous. ”

The old man of the Eight Mountains and the Immortal Sanren stepped forward to salute together, and Han Hou got up in person, stepped forward and said, "Both of them are virtuous and virtuous. No need to be polite. ”

"Master Hou! these two people seem to have strange origins, be careful!"

At this time, Mr. Qingshu, who was sitting on the side, suddenly changed his expression and shouted a warning.

Han Hou was stunned when he heard this, but when he saw this immortal scattered person and the old man of the Eight Mountains, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and a strange roar, one left and one right, rushed straight towards Han Hou!

"Master Hou be careful!"

The heavy armor soldier reacted very quickly, and almost at the moment when Mr. Qingshu gave a warning, he blocked in front of Han Hou.

I saw that the old man of the Eight Mountains and the immortals were scattered, and a purple and cyan sword-shaped talisman was clasped on their hands, and they waved their sleeves, revealing a pungent smell of sulfur in the air.

I heard a loud sound, and the dense serpentine thunder light came straight to Han Hou's head!