Taoist master wants to ascend

"Shadow Heart."

Yan Chunyang closed his eyes and his heart beat violently.

Sitting for these forty-two days, he was almost going crazy. When he heard Ying Xin's voice, he almost lost his composure.

"Master Hou, stabilize your mind."

Ying Xin was more cautious than him: "If you endure it a little longer, Lord Molong will come with your majesty's order. He will be able to reach Hengshan in a few days."

"Lord Molong, Master, respect him...

Yan Chunyang's nose was slightly hot.

Mo Long is the commander of the Dragon Shadow Guard, but he is not the masters who died under his master's sword, nor the two great masters. They were formed by the spiritual phase of his master.

Carrying the intention of the demon-subduing sword, to a certain extent, it was like his master was here in person!

"Master Marquis, don't panic. Your Majesty regards you as his son. Even if Long Yingchan is a great master, he will never dare to hurt you easily."

The young disciple glanced at him without any surprise: "Senior Brother Wang, how do you know he is a liar?

Ying Xin knew what I was thinking, but she could only console me: "It will be too late to take revenge after the Yin and Yang of Molong Cave are cleared."

"His Majesty has never forgotten the assassination of the late Emperor. If he did not take action for a while, it may not be that he will not take action."

Yan Chunyang suddenly called me: "Speaking of which, did he use the health stove to spy on anyone?

My forehead is narrow and slightly raised, and my face has deep wrinkles. My smile looks weird. What’s even weirder is that on a sunny day, I actually held a small white umbrella to completely cover myself.

But I have also studied deeply. It is not difficult to sit cross-legged and try a strange health stove. After all, the stove is acknowledging its master. Every time I push it, it seems to be asking for it.

With the emphasis on his feet, the boat also docked. The boatman looked around and saw that the old man was hunched over and carrying a bamboo hat on his back. He looked like a little king stepping ashore.

But secretly, there is still a trial opportunity for the ruins sect among the mysterious weapons each holds.

A fisherman was reeling in his net when he suddenly heard a question and looked up.

“Your Majesty is not the late emperor.

Bi Xinlun's eyes lit up: "If Long Xixiang is here and the Evil God Cult takes action...

"How can we avenge the detention?"

"A bad use, a really bad use."

"Is that considered hexagram gold?

"Martial arts is related to virtue."

In the big temple, Yan Chunyang sat cross-legged, and wisps of light intertwined behind me to form a scene. One of them looked like Pei Xingkong sitting in meditation and adjusting his breath.

"Who are these people?

The old man smiled, looked at Long Yingchan's retreating back, and murmured in his heart

"ah?"

"He means?"

The old man held an umbrella and his voice was thick and weak.

"Where is Master? Are you still looking for the Sifang Temple?"

"It's not necessarily a bad thing if I really want to win the title. With my talent, if I really want to withdraw from these ruin sects, these sects may not abide by the rules..."

Long Yingchan hesitated and had no choice but to let the ship dock. The disciples of Yiqi Villa were overjoyed and jumped to the riverside from the ten-foot-low deck with their luggage, attracting the attention of people in the distance.

"Senior Brother Pei, please be considerate to my fellow juniors. It takes seventy days to get on the ship. It is really tight. One day and one day of docking are enough!

"Um?"

“Senior Brother Pei, we have arrived at Dingtianfu City, how many days will we stay here?

"Elder, don't blame me, your junior brother doesn't mean what he says."

Yan Chunyang also had a headache when he heard me sigh. But I wanted to hear that old guy teach me a lesson, so he decisively stopped and changed the subject.

Two flags suddenly fluttered down from under the small white umbrella held by the old man with a slight smile. When the wind blew, they were raised low.

"The various wonderful functions of the health-preserving stove cannot be used freely unless you have broken through the barrier of Tiangang.

"That's right!"

Huhu

"Shipman, he went down to the shore and walked 740 steps eastward along the stone. Before that, he dug a foot or eight feet into the ground..."

There was no one on the shore, and everyone started talking after hearing this. The boatman was startled and immediately regretted

Yan Chunyang felt a little uneasy. Over the past thousands of years, he had seen too many things that people in the world had done illegally. Longhu Temple even participated in the assassination of the late emperor, which showed how daring he was.

"The health-preserving stove is a valuable weapon of the sect, how can it be reactivated?

"Longhu Temple definitely dares to blatantly resist the decree, but the incident is very small and everyone in the world knows it. If we let him go, I'm afraid it will be a success...

"It's just maybe. These ten thousand Zhuliu haven't built the palace, so what virtue and ability can I have?"

The imperial court is a generation older, and apart from Bi Xinlun, there are also a few outstanding ones. Before, the only ones who could compete with Xing Lie for the top spot were Shi Qingyi from Qinglong Pavilion and Long Yingchan from Yiqi Villa.

Long Xixiang frowned slightly.

Long Xixiang nodded. If it were me, I would also abide by the rules.

Long Xixiang knew that his junior brother had some grudges with Master Yuan Qing, so he didn't talk about that anymore, and instead talked about the various martial arts.

"Kill, of course I have to kill."

Pei Xingkong thought for a moment and was not surprised: "Master, is he interested in this old turtle?

What the villain Mr. Hou means is that I will invite Long Xixiang to the mountain for a gathering. At that time, you will sneak in secretly and kidnap Bi Xin, so as to avoid a confrontation between the two parties and Longhu Temple secretly attack you.

Bi Xinlun closed his eyes and sat quietly. I did not challenge the sword intention that Master had left in my heart. Instead, I restrained my breath and waited.

Long Xixiang sighed. After a while, I was really too lazy to explain to those reckless people in the sect, which made me feel relieved.

Does Yan Chunyang understand this?

Bi Xinlun was not too interested in this and asked a few questions casually. Ying Xin had already quietly escaped while the dark clouds covered the sun.

Long Xixiang was ready to leave.

"oh?"

This young man with a sallow face sat cross-legged below the deck. He had a long body, except for a long sword, which he held behind his chest, as if he was breathing.

Yan Chunyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I am Wan Zhuliu's biological son, so I have to die."

As I said that, I took out a broken piece of silver and flicked it with my finger. The old man, with quick eyes and slow hands, grabbed the broken piece of silver and weighed it:

"Speaking of which, these companies should also be late?

"You always think too little."

"Let him try it on his own."

"By then, Longhu Temple may not be in the mood to attack Molong. Have you forgotten the Fayin boy and the Blood King Kong?

The middle-aged swordsman coughed heavily and taught the younger brothers and sisters:

In the small canal, there are some people who make a living by fishing. It is strange to see this. There are only some older people, and there is no yearning in their eyes.

"That's right. If a master is hiding in Longhu Temple and ambush him, and he takes the opportunity to attack, he may not be able to stop it.

Ying Xin snorted coldly: "If Longhu Temple does not comply with His Majesty's will, then Taizu's will to divide the world will have no weight!

"That old guy..."

"In this case, there are some adjustments to winning the first place. Youzuo, this is just an opportunity to test the true inheritance.

"East China Sea? This turtle?"

There are very few ships and merchants in Dingtianfu City. At this moment, many people were attracted to their attention, including the disciples of Yiqi Villa who jumped up from the boat.

"Huh~"

Buzz~

Glancing at the courtyard opposite, Long Xixiang felt no regrets: "Unfortunately, Mr. Li is too young. If it had been postponed ten years, this would have been worse.

Shadow raised his voice subconsciously: "I heard from Mr. Hou that Mr. Wu Jianzhu had been in seclusion for four years, and he had just figured out that this turtle contained a little secret that could reach heaven..."

"Perhaps he is Wan Zhuliu's illegitimate son?"

If Bi Xinlun takes it seriously, he is being inferior to us. This obviously has the possibility of becoming a Taoist disciple, which would be harmful to Xiaoya.

"Old man, let me help you do the math..."

Under the small canal, one after another high-rise ships came from the south, and a small ship with a height of eight floors hurriedly docked on the shore.

Ying didn't mean anything, but he was not afraid, so he turned around and said:

"Be careful what you say and do."

“What he said was wrong.

"That's it."

"This man dares to rape and kill women in your Hengshan City. He must be killed. It is hard for the people to be angry!"

Hearing this, I opened my eyes.

"They are just ghosts who are alive or dead. It doesn't matter whether they are killed or not."

"You are the head of the family, how do you know the difficulties of being the head of the family?

Pei Xingkong frowned and thought it was appropriate:

"Old man, let me do the math for you. Where is the gold?"

"Oh, this should be a disciple of Yiqi Villa. Look at the flag hanging under this boat..."

Long Xixiang pinched his long eyebrows and said with a gloomy look: "This Wan Zhuliu is quite considerate of my disciple, and he actually separated his spiritual form and went there himself...

The two chatted for a few words, and then the light and shadow behind them dispersed.

Yan Chunyang shook his head inwardly. Although I remembered what happened during those seventy years, I had no vague memory.

Dingtianfu is located at the intersection of Yueyou River and the canal. Because it is the closest to Hengshan Road, there are not many caravans stopping here all year round.

As soon as I glanced at it, I saw a boat with beautiful flowers and red paintings docked by the river.

Pei Xingkong calmed down and asked again:

"Boatman?"

In the various Taoist martial arts performances, the hidden prize was that each family produced one top-quality magic weapon, and the one at the bottom produced two. The leader of the Taoist clan before had eight, the second had seven, and the third had one.

A middle-aged swordsman laughed warmly

"Just one day..."

"Junior Brother Zhang, this is his first time out of the village, but he must remember that all fortune tellers in the world are all fake."

Long Xixiang commented: "Especially Long Yingchan. It is said that this son is not like the real person of Yuanqing. He also cares about things between men and women and has a calm mind."

"It should be better for you."

"Qinglong Pavilion is a long way away, and Yiqi Villa has nothing to do with it. I heard that Master Yuan Qing was blocked by my confidante in his early years for several months..."

Under the boat, no one was begging. This was a young man with handsome features and a sallow complexion. Next to him were many young men carrying long swords and long knives, and they all looked at him.

"The people there are not very lucky." Bi Xinlun frowned: "The fireworks here are too strong, so it is suitable to stop. It will be too late to wait for a city to stop after retreating from Hengshan Road."

I pointed a finger, and all the scenes disappeared, leaving only Pei Xingkong's figure. He quickly shrank to a person's height. Yan Chunyang looked at it and saw this shadow that seemed not to be there:

When the senior disciples heard this, they all felt it was unreasonable.

Bi Xinlun gave me a warning look: "Maybe nothing happened before I went up the mountain. He can just deal with it then. It's better to do it neatly. It's the worst thing to say.

"Living fairy!

Rules are rules. The victory or defeat of a true inheritance trial initiated by the leader of the army does not matter to Xiaoya, but if a person who has no hope of being a disciple quits his ruin sect, these rules are worth a penny.

Is that a fortune teller?

"Bad talent?"

No matter how small the rules are, they are too small to surpass the destiny of Xuanbing.

This is because there is no communication among the seven Taoist sects, and it is also the reason why people in the court have to be screened out for a long time.

"Imagine if he has no fortune-telling ability, should he keep it to himself and use it, or should he encourage others to make a fortune in exchange for this little fortune-telling gold?

"Okay, listen to him."

"Yes..."

Gusu Road is located in the southeast, with less water and more mountains. The Pingjiang Small Canal runs through all the roads, and Pandou is the longest on this road. Many small and large cities are located next to the canal, so commerce is extremely prosperous.

Yan Chunyang had no doubts, but Long Xixiang warned me and walked away.

Bi Xinlun frowned.

"It's a bad idea."

But there was a banner with the words ‘What did he ask?’

“Oh, thank you.”

Pei Xingkong nodded, agreeing with him

Bi Xinlun didn’t smile

The boatman felt disappointed, but no one smiled. He walked slowly along the direction the old man said. After a while, he heard a cry of surprise

“Hey, a charlatan.

The boatman was startled: “Why, why?”

“Shua~”

“Yiqi Villa…”

“What?”

“Senior Brother Wang is right.”

Suddenly, the old man turned around, and the boatman shuddered with fear and forced a smile.

Yan Chunyang looked at him, and in the interweaving of light and shadow, he seemed to be face to face with Pei Xingkong: “This man’s appearance seems to be similar to Wan Zhuliu

The other banner said what? Long Yingchan frowned slightly, rebuked loudly, and then bowed to the old man who looked over:

…

The old man glanced at it, and under the flag of the boat, there was a word "' written on it, with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, quite impressive.

"~

No one spoke, and the crowd started to make a fuss.

I only have that one elixir left.

"The Dragon Shadow Guard is really hard to kill, no wonder he is so timid.

Looking at the various scenes interwoven by light and shadow, Yan Chunyang relaxed his brows and was attracted by these scenes:

Hengshan Road is located in the east of Xiaoyun, adjacent to the East China Sea, and to the south is Gusu Road.

The boatman and the merchants who were attracted by me all looked at me.

Yingxin comforted softly: "Lian Lun also has the will of His Majesty. "

"Seventy taels of gold!"

"Originally, but I came here to visit the coast of the East China Sea.

"Yes, Senior Brother Pei."

"A few months later, the Imperial Observer, Wu Jianzhu, will come out of retreat."

Yan Chunyang was shocked: "Your Majesty is interested..."

Yan Chunyang snorted. I am half the same generation as Yuan Qing Zhenren. We didn't have much friendship back then. Yes, it was a friendship of fists and feet.

Bi Xinlun stood aside and explained to me how to use the health furnace.

"Really?"

"Hmm?"

"These people in the rivers and lakes have no king or father, so I'm afraid they don't care about your majesty's will, right?

Bi Xinlun was slightly startled: "I guess so, but Pei has nothing to calculate. "

"Zhenren Yuan Qing's ticket tax is very bad, and his luck is also bad. If he hadn't been so dissolute, he might have already cracked the secret of the 'God's Palace'.

A small boat was floating upstream, and under the boat stood a strange-looking old man. I was short and big, slightly hunched, wearing brown and yellow clothes, with a bamboo hat on his back. "This old guy is a playboy, he has been unrestrained for a long time, and now he is old, he is going to pay it back.