The stars hang down and the plains are wide.

A simple carriage moved forward slowly, followed by only a horse escort, and the coachman was a strong old man with a strong spirit, with a red face, and at first glance he was a martial arts practitioner.

The horseman was even more majestic, with a thick palm the size of a futon, and a long jet-black sheath knife on his waist, which was a foot longer than the ordinary border army standard saber. The crotch mount is also a rare horse, extremely strong, otherwise it really can't carry this man who weighs at least two hundred pounds.

Like a man on a hill, carrying a bag wrapped in cotton cloth, in the shape of a long strip, it should be a large wooden box. Riding on horseback, his figure was bumping and undulating with his mount, and upon closer inspection, the man was so big that he dozed off there.

Behind the coachman, there is a weak scholar, leaning against the outer wall of the carriage, carrying an old gourd wine pot with a flat texture, rubbing all the year round, shiny and shiny, the scholar sipping the spirits to keep out the cold, his face is sickly flushed, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he is very handsome and dashing. The weak appearance of the wind blowing down, with bleak signs of qi failure, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a sick seedling hanging half a breath.

There is a small hand that lifts the curtain of the car and pokes out a small head, a tiger-headed girl, about the age of early tens, with a twisted braid, neither like a warm girl in the middle of the scholarly door, nor like a maid trained in the courtyard of the rich and noble gate.

She walked out of the carriage with a cat waist and carefully sat next to the weak scholar, wanting to stop talking. The latter seemed to be choked by the wine, and coughed sharply, the girl hurriedly and gently patted the elder's back, and the scholar slowly exhaled a mouthful of wine, turned his head and said softly to the child: "Little crow, thank you." ”

The little girl smiled, and her whole person was filled with a sense of happiness, as if a simple compliment from the scholar had given her great honor.

The little girl secretly moistened her throat, then looked at the strong man on horseback, and said in her most ladylike, graceful, and soft tone: "Master, how long will it take for us to get to that military town? Is the old man of the one-eyed dragon really accurate? But don't let us walk millions of miles in vain, if I can't find anyone, then I will have to smash the old blind man's house to ......."

The words that followed, the little girl almost blurted out, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

The man on horseback opened his eyes, held back a smile, and deliberately asked: "What's the matter with the 'smashing'?" Master, but I'm waiting for the following, don't you learn from those mink temple eunuchs in the palace, there is no one down there." ”

The little girl had an idea, and said delicately: "Of course, I smashed a flower for the old master!" Master, you know, my sword technique, hehehehe......

The man seemed to be unable to stand the coquettishness of his apprentice, so he was agitated and did not dare to continue to answer.

He still prefers the previous apprentice, don't talk about something, let's fight life and death first, and then reason. As for the posture of those shy little women, it made him, the master, feel even more creepy.

Thinking of the last time he passed by the Suzaku Capital, the apprentice suddenly reached out to him to ask for money, saying that he was a woman, and he should also buy some boudoir items and rouge gouache, he really had the heart to die headlong, and almost knelt down directly for this lawless apprentice, so he finally made her give up the idea of smearing half a catty of fat powder on her face.

As for the visions and wonders around the little girl, the three adults were not surprised in the slightest, and they had long been accustomed to it.

There is a huge full moon scimitar, suspended behind the little girl, the brilliance is not gorgeous, and even a little dim, but it gives people the feeling that it is the light of this grain of rice, but it is enough to compete with the moonlight!

In other words, the divine soldier whose size is no different from the little girl's body is like a pocket moon falling into the world, about to rise in the desert yellow sand.

The sky and the earth are big, one thing descends one thing, she made him, the master, have no way, fortunately, there are people who can subdue her.

is the reader with a rosacea nose, in fact, he is a reader, and the bookish atmosphere on his body is not heavy, in short, it is plain like water, and there is no dispute with the world.

The man on horseback asked worriedly: "Old Wen, will there be some changes, after all, it is reasonable for us to visit the door so straightforwardly, and from the perspective of the world, it is not appropriate." ”

The weak scholar nodded, "This is also a matter of no choice." ”

The man sighed and laughed at himself: "It's really not good, so I will take out the sentence of the Confucian sages, 'those who achieve great things are not informal', thinking about it like this, my conscience is a little better." ”

As soon as the little girl heard that the master was so "unkind", she immediately couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but say angrily: "We still call this 'unkind'? Master, the box you are carrying, on our side, you will have to have your eyes open and drool! If that guy dares to say a word, I will hammer him to death with one punch! What a rebellion!"

The man cried and laughed: "Not to mention whether that person will be punched to death by your girl because of his insatiable greed, but I can be sure that your Uncle Wen is about to be beaten out of your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys." ”

Only then did Xiao Nizi find herself beating Uncle Wen's back hard, and immediately withdrew her hand and wanted to cry.

The weak scholar had neither comfort nor blame, but was alone and absent-minded.

The little girl became more and more injured, sullen, and by the way, she didn't want to see the culprit who had not yet met, and thought that she must find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

The man who was as strong as a bear saw that the opportunity was not good, and hurriedly quipped: "Little Ya'er, it stands to reason that your little Nizi's family is also worthy of the name of 'full of elegance', how did you give birth to such a little demon king of the bastard world? Besides, Master, I am also a well-known overlord in the literary world and a leader in the scholarly world, what have you learned from Master in the past three or four years? Who will dare to marry you as a daughter-in-law in the future?"

The little girl sat cross-legged, her fists propped on her knees, with a slightly childish but domineering spirit that should not be underestimated, and snorted coldly: "Marry me?

The man laughed when he heard this, "Haha, it is worthy of being my Xiahou Xionglie's closed disciple!"

The little girl rolled her eyes, and then suddenly became sad, "Master, aren't they all those old men who don't live long before accepting closed disciples?

The man bared his teeth and hurriedly snorted a few times, "Don't be a crow's mouth, Master, I have a long life!"

The old coachman, who had always had a blank face, would also smile.

The little girl clasped her hands around her chest and said proudly: "If I live, what is the point of living for hundreds of years, even if I can only live the age of ordinary people, but as long as one day I will be invincible in the world, as Master Your poem says, to be a person who is 'earth-shaking and generous', this life is worth it!

The man hurriedly folded his hands, looked up at the sky, and said in a panic: "God, children's words are unscrupulous, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." ”

The little girl was so angry that she turned her head away from looking at the embarrassed master.

The coachman turned his head hoarsely and said, "Sir, it's about eight hundred miles away to that military town." ”

The weak scholar nodded, still saying with a lot of regret: "Okay." ”

The man surnamed Xiahou frowned and said: "This trip for the four of us, across two continents, did not deliberately hide our identity, I couldn't find anyone before, it's good to say, most of those snake tigers will avoid their edge, just sell us face, but when we really find someone, there may be some trouble, and as long as it is trouble, it will inevitably be a big trouble." ”

However, he quickly laughed and said: "However, the monks of Nanzhan Buzhou are the most barren small places in the world after all, and there are few land immortals who can achieve the great climate, so those thousand-year-old kings who can make the master jealous are only about the number of hands, and the real enemies of life and death are only a hand!"

The man reached out and touched his beard, and sighed with emotion: "Lonely." It would be nice if there was a little snow at this time, and it would be appropriate to set off the scenery more. ”

The little girl stood up, stood on tiptoe to look into the distance, and asked casually, "Master, let me ask a question, does one of your old man's palms have more than a hundred fingers?"

The little girl with a tiger head and a tiger brain turned her head and grinned, revealing her piercing tiger teeth, squinting her eyes with a smile, and patting her ass: "Master, you are amazing, you are really powerful!"

Xiahou Xionglie, who laughed at his apprentice, was not annoyed at all, but laughed angrily: "Stinky girl!"

The weak scholar was interrupted by a cough of his own, looked up at the little girl standing beside him, his tone was calm, and he said a very late words, "In the world of life, no matter how you cultivate to be invincible, how you are magical, how amazing and unruly, even if you finally come to that point, you still need to have respect for this side of the world." ”

The little girl was stunned, although the truth that the weak scholar said was 108,000 miles different from the truth she insisted on in her mind, she solemnly sat down again, and said seriously: "I know." ”

He smiled and reached out to touch Xiao Nizi's head, "Know, Dao, synthesize the word 'know', which is very heavy." ”

He paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Add the word '了', if you use the Buddhists' 'self-Han' to interpret it, then what you just said is already the most vocal sentence in heaven and earth." ”

He finally looked up at the strong man on horseback with a solemn face, and closed the coffin for the little girl who was completely like a cloud, "You have accepted a good apprentice with Huigen." ”

The man laughed heartily, hugged his fists and said: "Xiahou Xionglie is here, borrow the auspicious words of Mr."

It's very strange that the monks in the world, in fact, can enter the hall, and they all deserve the word Huigen, and they are already dragons and phoenixes among people.

But these two simple words, when they came out of the scholar's mouth, seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds, so that the man couldn't stop smiling.

The words and deeds of the master and the gentleman made the little girl who was not afraid of heaven and earth feel panicked for no reason.

Her fingers intertwined, her face dazed.

Fortunately, at this time, the weak scholar suddenly said: "Lao He, don't rush tonight, just find a place to stop the horse." ”

The groom snorted, but did not forget to remind, "Sir, pay attention to your body." ”

The weak scholar fell silent again, as if he was already in the eight extremes, and his heart was wandering.

The carriage then departed from the wide, flat Suzaku Post Road at its feet, and finally stopped on a small hillside with a good view.

Wen Qiaoshu gave birth to the carriage and walked to the top of the hill alone.

The little girl wanted to follow, but was stopped by the master, shook her head at her, and whispered, "Sir has something on his mind, don't disturb it." ”

She has always been arrogant and domineering, and nodded vigorously.

The man comforted: "Mr. is not in good health, and he likes to drink, you usually persuade Mr. more, this kind of thing, I don't dare to persuade the master." ”

The little girl immediately burst into laughter, and her little fist slapped on her chest, "Gotcha!"

The man reached out to touch her head and said with a smile: "Good apprentice!"

She turned her head sideways and complained, "I can't touch it, I won't grow tall!"

The man withdrew his hand abruptly, a little helpless. As for why the gentleman could touch his head, the master couldn't. Men simply don't ask this question in a self-inflicted way.

The little girl also seemed to sense Master's loss, and after calling Master, she didn't know what to say.

He grimaced at the child, "What are you thinking about, I'm your master." ”

The little girl stretched out her thumb and praised: "It is worthy of my Song Jinya's master!"

The man smiled from ear to ear, and then lay flat on the ground with a big grin, looking at the starry sky, the picture scroll was gorgeous and beautiful.

Although the appearance is rough, but this man is actually a stunning character with a delicate heart, in fact, whether it is qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, this man is very attained, especially with a positive hand, and is praised by countless people as the "crown of Hanmo".

What is the meaning of "the world is amazed", probably this person is.

His fame has spread thousands of miles far.

The little girl lay beside him, one older and one small, and the master and apprentice were in a daze together.

On the top of the hillside, the weak scholar carried a wine gourd, a slender figure, bathed in the soft starlight.

Heaven and earth are long.

I don't see the old people.

The mountains and rivers are still magnificent, and there is no one left.

Since ancient times, heroes do not live long.

Since ancient times, the sages have been lonely.

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Guandao Temple, the first view in the northwest of Suzaku, is located on the towering Yungen Mountain.

Yungen Mountain was once enshrined as "Dayue" by the last emperor of the previous dynasty, and its status exceeded the other four mountains in the dynasty's territory. After the change of dynasty, Zhu called the emperor, although the Taoist temple was not affected by the war, but probably because the Taoist temple in the twenty years of magnificent war, chose to stand by and watch, so that the founding emperor of the Suzaku was displeased, since then, the Zhu dynasty was born in the Taoist temple of the real people, there are many reservations, since the founding of the country, in history only the imperial title of a Zhenguo true monarch and six protectors of the country, compared with other Taoist temples, in fact, a lot, but compared to the Taoist temple in the previous dynasty "one view of two true monarchs" 's transcendent status, apparently far from the same.

There is a ban on the closure of Yungen Mountain, woodcutters and pilgrims are not allowed to enter the mountain without permission, only the Confucian scholars who visit the mountains and rivers and the monks who travel all over the world can successfully climb the mountain by virtue of their respective passes.

The most strange thing about the Taoist temple is that the twelve halls on the third floor of the first courtyard are all "in the same vein", and they are built by hanging the wall in turn.

Looking up at the foot of the mountain, it looks like a long dragon hanging across a cliff.

The three most prestigious places of the Taoist Temple, respectively, are the treasure of the world's only one complete Taoist treasure left in the avenue building, and the deep face wall cave of the carved mountain, it is said that the five fingers are not seen, in this face of the wall to think, the most able to meditate, and finally is the Linyuan platform, itself is a huge stone out of the cliff, enjoy the scenery here, it takes a lot of courage and courage, the wind is fierce, every other hour there are gusts of wind blowing, the Taoist view punishes the disciples, all let them come here to "sit and forget", according to the size of the error, to decide how many hours you need to sit dry.

A few days ago, a small pavilion fell from the sky inexplicably, and it just happened to be smashed on the Linyuan platform.

After that, Linyuantai became a forbidden place, and no one in Jiazi could approach the Taoist temple. There are more than 100 Taoist priests in the Taoist Temple, and no one dares to violate the law, because this is a decree personally promulgated by the real person in charge of the sect who has disappeared for more than ten years.

Therefore, the "reading the scriptures in the study building, thinking about the Tao in front of the wall, and watching the fire in the abyss" has become history.

The moon and stars are scarce, and there are two people climbing the mountain to visit the Taoist Temple, a middle-aged man with an elegant bearing, and a slim girl in Tsing Yi.

After the man revealed his official identity as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, Dao Tong did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly introduced the Taoist temple and arranged a place to rest, Dao Tong ran to inform the real person of Zhanglu in a hurry, and soon there was a crane-haired and child-faced Gao Dao person who came on foot, and after making a joke, he laughed and said: "Old Dao Ma Fufeng, I finally have to see Pang Shilang!"

Taishi Pang Bing, the only remaining Confucian sage of Vermilion Bird, and this ritual attendant Pang Fengxiao is the descendant disciple of Pang Taishi, and bluntly said, "There are more than 30 students under the sect, all of whom are following suit, only Pang Fengxiao dares to say that 'disciples don't have to be inferior to the master.'" Pang Fengxiao is not only a well-known Confucian gentleman, but also a genius of soldiers, if it were not for the "way" of Chang'anhou, I am afraid that he would be the number one hero of the Yuhui Dynasty. The Taoist temple in the northwest of the Vermilion Bird has always been extremely unpopular in the capital, and occasionally the Taoist people in the temple go down the mountain to travel to the capital, and they are all squeezed out badly, especially the Qingzi Prime Minister of the Baohe Sect, who looks down on this Taoist temple the most, and openly declares that this vein of incense, the cultivation is the side door and the left road, which is not worth mentioning. In the past ten years, there has been only one Pang Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, who often said some good things for the Taoist temple, and even after the eight Taoist "true monarchs" vacated a seat, it was Pang Fengyan who tried his best to recommend the Taoist temple to "sit down", but it is a pity that with the great power of the court, those Taoist Taoist temples who have been operating a relationship with the military department and the real power general for many years joined forces to reject and suppress Pang Fengxiao's suggestion.

Therefore, the Northwest Taoist Temple and the Beijing Squire Pang Fengxiao do have a good incense feeling.

And it is a gentleman's friend who has never been masked.

Pang Fengxiao smiled wryly and said bluntly, "Don't you want to see me?"

Guan Dao Guan Zhanglu real person Ma Fufeng sighed, and there was no ambiguous meaning, "Mr. Pang, don't hide it, Uncle Lu has made up his mind, although Poor Dao has persuaded him once, Uncle Lu is still reluctant to nod. This time, if the imperial court casually allows a highly respected Taoist real person to be promoted to 'True Monarch', I believe that with the generosity of the master uncle, he will laugh it off. It's just that it shouldn't be, let Han Le, who sells his reputation and reputation in Baohezong, steal this position, this person has only been in Beijing for three years, and he will only cling to high-ranking officials and dignitaries all year round, and he is still following his master, and there is a true monarch in Baohezong. ”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ma was also a little annoyed, "Who in the world doesn't know that I am in charge of the uncle, and even this person's master can't look down on it, and scolds it as 'soil chicken, tile, dog, dung pit wood', and now the head of the Taoist temple is still a real title, and the Baohe Sect writes and writes articles that flatter the world, and the master and apprentice join hands with the two true monarchs within one door? !"

Pang Fengyan said helplessly: "With such a divisive plan, the real person in charge of the sect should be able to observe the fire." ”

Just one sentence made the old Taoist not know how to respond, and his face was a little embarrassed.

A middle-aged Taoist walked into the living room and said with a smile: "Fufeng, you go to continue Chang Chaoyi, don't delay the homework of the Taoist children." ”

As a dignified person in charge of the Taoist Temple, Ma Fufeng hurriedly got up after seeing this person, respectfully bowed his head, and said in a deep voice: "Obey the decree of Uncle Shi." ”

Pang Fengyan had already stood up to greet him and saluted, "Pang Fengyan has seen Lu Zhangjiao. ”

The girl also saluted together, her voice was clear, "Dong Qingsang has seen Lu Shenxian. ”

It is the "middle-aged" Taoist who has been incognito in the Iron Monument Military Town for many years, the land.

The Taoist glanced at the girl, and stopped talking.

Pang Fengyan sighed in a low voice: "As Lu Zhangjiao guessed, she was indeed changed by someone. ”

The girl obviously knew the truth for a long time, and her expression was calm and peaceful.

The Taoist sneered: "This group of mothers-in-law in Qing'e Mountain, one is more sinister than the other. ”

Pang Fengxiao was about to speak.

The Taoist waved his hand, got up and said, "You come with the poor Dao." ”

In the night, the three of them stepped on the starlight and slowly walked to the forbidden place of the abyss, during which there was a narrow wooden plank road, and the abyss was under their feet, and the wind was whistling in their ears, which was quite terrifying.

I could already vaguely see the shadow of a pavilion, and Pang Fengyan said softly: "Lu Zhangjiao, the teacher asked me to say a little word, 'Don't do a battle of will, the road is long, slowly drawing'." ”

Land is noncommittal.

Pang Fengxiao was a little discouraged.

Because he knows very well that whether it is his mentor Pang Bing or the real person of the Dao Sect in front of him, once he makes up his mind, the sky will fall apart, and he will never change his original intention.

This is the heart of the Dao.

Pang Fengxiao suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood, stared intently, and his face changed slightly.

In that pavilion, there was a huge fox with eight white tails clustered together.

Lu Lu said slowly: "Everything has a root, mountains have mountains, clouds have cloud roots, and the earth has earthly qi." If Poor Dao was according to the original agreement, this Heavenly Fox should have died in the Dao, of course, then Poor Dao was also ready to be surrounded and suppressed by tens of thousands of iron horsemen in Yungen Mountain, and it was not said that it would be you Pang Shilang who would personally lead the army. ”

Pang Fengyan was so unpredictable, she instantly figured out the mystery, she burst into tears, stopped, and bent down to the end, "Pang Fengyan wants to live for the Suzaku people, thank Lu Zhangjiao for 'taking a step back' this time!"

Lu accepted this worship calmly, did not turn around, stood on the edge of the abyss platform, looked at the pavilion, and smiled indifferently: "If Pang Shilang really wants to thank him, thank the monk of the King Kong Temple, if this person hadn't taken a step back first and persuaded this fox charm not to burn the jade, the poor road would not have taken this big step." Otherwise, even if you regret it, you will fall into an empty place if you want to retreat, and there is nowhere to stay. ”

Lu continued: "But tracing back to the source, it was Li Baichan's cause and effect back then, and Buddhism would be willing to pay such a huge price. ”

Pang Fengyan thought about it for a while, and he had already roughly figured it out.

The Taoist asked casually: "Don't you be curious, Guanyin Seat is so blessed, why for three thousand years, it seems that it has been sewing and mending here, making a little trouble there, and behaving very ...... Restraint? Why is Nanzhan Buzhou known as the most barren place in the world? Why have the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism never been here and openly provoked Qing'e Mountain? It must be known that no matter how small Nanzhan Buzhou is, it is also one of the five lakes and three islands in Jiuzhou, especially in the Suzaku Dynasty, and there is not even a large academy that ranks among the 72 seats of Confucianism. ”

Pang Fengxiao nodded and said: "Regarding this matter, I have also had a little chat with my teacher, but my teacher is reluctant to talk more, only saying that this involves a long-standing public case, and at that time the teacher used the strange saying of 'almost piercing the sky', as for the specific inside story, the teacher did not elaborate, but only advised me not to easily explore the root cause before becoming holy." ”

The Taoist smiled: "Pang Bing treats you differently, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are 'treating you as your own'." ”

Pang Fengxiao smiled slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the girl next to her, Dong Qingsang, she had a heart, looked at Uncle Pang, and smiled.

The Taoist sighed: "The poor Tao also has an understanding, but he can't understand the process. Because of this, the kick of Lin Yuan before Poor Dao was retracted. Otherwise, even if the old monk of King Kong Temple speaks wildly, he will not be able to convince the poor Tao. ”

The Taoist looked up at the starry sky, grinned, and withdrew his gaze without a trace, "The situation in Rouge Mountain is not good now, even if Poor Dao decides not to make any more moves, there are still three people who will successively intercept the southbound savior of Keqing's 'Eastern Emperor' Zhao Huangtu." ”

Pang Fengxiao wanted to speak and stopped.

The Taoist said bluntly: "Poor Dao advises you, don't go to Liangzhou City, and if you go, you will just fall into the net." Presumably, Emperor Suzaku also has arrangements over there, but in the eyes of Poor Dao, it is all child's play, and it can't withstand the gentle 'scrutiny' of some characters. ”

Pang Fengxiao was silent.

The ambitious Liang King Zhu Hongying is a crucial chess piece, and can even be called a winner.

The Taoist quickly changed the topic, "If the Guanyin Throne is still three-legged, even if the Lotus Peak declines again, Qing'e Mountain will not have such a change, the problem lies with Nalan Changsheng, who is known as the 'first person in the millennium', and it is she who single-handedly broke all the balance of Nanzhan Buzhou." When she was born, the monks outside the mountain who were qualified to wrestle with her were only the number of hands, but they were scattered throughout the Nanzhan Continent, a plate of scattered sand, and even between each other, there were many grudges, how could they be the enemy of a Qing'e Mountain, not to mention the two true gods of Rouge Mountain and Linglong Cave Heaven, Zhao Huangtu and Wu Shaoshan are all a handful of monks, plus a Li Baichan who betrayed Buddhism, a sect, two Flying Ascension Realm, four half-step Flying Ascension Realm, plus some retreat elders, and the battle cultivator Mu Lian and the like, and then there are the immortals Wang Jiao, the sword embryo Huang Donglai, etc., the lineup is huge, it is spectacular。 So do you think we are in Nanzhan Buzhou, who is not under the fence? Poor Dao is, the Wei family is, the Vermilion Bird Emperor is, the Southern Tang Emperor is, all of them are the ministers under the skirt of those proud women. ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist laughed loudly, "Otherwise, how could the monks from other places ridicule our monks in Nanzhan Buzhou, saying that 'the fairy of Qing'e Mountain, a fart is fragrant'?"

"Nalan Changsheng especially doesn't follow the rules, she alone can't hold back the monks of Yizhou, for example, the Wei family who is lonely overseas, the family monks are more than a thousand, but she is blocked at the door of the house alone, and she has to bow her head to the people of the world to admit her mistakes. and Yang Yuanzhen of the Great Sui, who was beaten by her and vomited three liters of blood, and obediently went to retreat. Even Poor Dao was on Linyuan Terrace back then, and she ate her sword and ruined my thirty years of Taoism, of course, she didn't get a bargain. ”

The Taoist suddenly turned his head and quipped: "Xiao Nizi, what are you laughing at, this is not a poor Dao bragging, if you don't believe it, you must personally ask the Lotus Peak Peak Master, the Taoist Taoist priest surnamed Lu Mingdi, is she on an equal footing?"

Dong Qingsang hurriedly pursed his lips and held back a smile.

Pang Fengyan explained with a smile: "Qing Nan, your ancestor once commented on the monks of Nanzhan Buzhou, only saying that the cultivation is high or low, and the Lu Zhangjiao may not be able to enter the top ten, but if you talk about the strength of the killing, the Lu Zhangjiao will definitely be among the top three." ”

The Taoist was quite complacent, and nodded lightly: "It is indeed a serious argument of the old man." ”

The Taoist suddenly laughed angrily again: "You little girl, you have been demolished twice!"

The girl simply covered her mouth this time, revealing only a pair of long autumn eyes with a smile.

The Taoist stared at those eyes, sighed softly, and said with mixed feelings: "There are many hateful things about poor people in the world. Little girl, you don't. ”

Pang Fengxiao was a little sad.

The girl grabbed his cuffs and shook him slightly.

Daoren is not a sad person after all, continuing the previous topic, "The fairies of Qing'e Mountain in the past would not be aggressive with the world after all, but Nalan Changsheng is different, she does not hide her sharpness at all, and her luck is too strong, so that those who can get close to the chessboard have to have the idea of isolating them, or even suppressing them directly." She provoked everywhere, and she didn't give up, she was originally in order, and the Ascension Realm with the things in her bag would be the youngest Ascension Realm monk in Nanzhan Buzhou when the time came, with such a good future, who wouldn't be envious? Poor Dao was very envious back then. She just wanted to seduce Li Baichan, who was expected to become a Buddha and an ancestor, and annoyed the Buddhist saints, not to mention, and went to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain to make waves, I see, I just didn't go to your Confucian orthodox Jisui Xue Palace, and smashed the statue of the holy master and the saint who accompanied the sacrifice. Otherwise, the saints of the three religions would have to gather a table. ”

Pang Fengxiao whispered: "I think this is her intention, putting herself to death and then rejuvenating." ”

The Taoist was curious: "What do you say?"

Pang Fengyan shook his head and said, "It's just a feeling." ”

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "My Taoist has the saying of 'being silent and moving, feeling and passing', I heard that you also put forward the idea of 'heaven and man feel each other, and the avenue is harmonious', great good! Pang Fengxiao, in the future, you and I might as well be commensurate with Taoist friends." ”

Pang Fengxiao first straightened his clothes, and then performed Confucian salutes.

Guan Daoguan was in charge of teaching the land, and solemnly returned a Taoist inspector.

In the end, both of them sighed.

All the gods under the mountain, you sing and I will appear.