Chapter 500: I am here, not necessarily here

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"I just ate two bowls of Fuli flowers at the north entrance of the ancient road. I waded through the stream during the return season and wet my shoes and socks. So I had no choice but to come here barefoot, which was indecent." Zhang Weilu didn't mind at all after hearing what the old Taoist said. , replied with a calm look on his eyebrows, and there was some joy in his eyebrows, "When I was practicing Taoism in the mountains, I didn't wear shoes, but realized that my power came from the ground. But since I have come out of the mountains to join the world, why bother to pretend to be out of the world and be incompatible with ordinary people. Seniors live alone in the temple. Now, what does it have to do with me, the younger generation? The act of pulling the tiger's skin is not only unpopular, but also the most likely to be criticized by others, so why bother?"

The old Taoist nodded, his expression improved a little, and he put the rice bag on his shoulder again, "You are indeed a wonderful young man. At least you can understand the truth clearly. Although your actions may not be satisfactory, you are still better than those high-ranking queens. It seems that It's pleasing to the eye; a poor person who has no desires and pursuits, let alone concealing the secrets of heaven, there are already three or five groups of people trying to figure out where he is, but all of them who come to look for him are arrogant and want to tear the face of the person behind him. He came down and hung it over his head. He opened and closed his mouth and asked how his family's power had changed in the past five hundred years. He really thought that the poor Taoist was one of those wandering Taoists who told false fortunes. He was wearing a Taoist robe and dared to tell others about their fortunes. .”

"Prime Minister Qi has a good son. It can be said that he can remove the dregs and keep the great authority, but there is no need for physical pain." The Taoist glanced at Zhang Weilu again, without any fuss and indifference.

Zhang Qing's death has not been widely spread. It was probably Prime Minister Qi himself who suppressed various theories, so that the whole Qiling area did not hear about it. And the Taoist in front of me heard that he had only set foot on the West Road Three Kingdoms in recent months. In the realm of the earth, there are no magical powers used now, and the rice bag on the shoulder is not used. It seems to be said casually, and the matter is explained clearly.

The expressions of several people from the army changed slightly.

Zhang Weilu also showed surprise, but he was not annoyed at all and smiled casually, "The old man has extraordinary supernatural powers and can see the smallest details, but the younger man really does not want to take over my father's job. Over the years, I have known that my father has been in this position and has to work hard. It hurts my nerves and has to be tied up with everything, and I have long been frightened by it. I am a carefree person, and I really don’t want to pay attention to all kinds of complications.”

"If a destiny can be changed easily, then it cannot be called a destiny." The old Taoist still disagreed, shaking his head and smacking his lips, "Unless you spend enough money to shock the world, otherwise you want to tamper with destiny and go to heaven and earth. , it’s even more difficult.”

"The rice bag is on my shoulders, I'll just pick it up for my senior." Zhang Weilu's expression did not change.

"When it comes to carrying a heavy burden on the waist, no one has it easier than the other. Why bother to argue? It is best for me to carry it myself." The old Taoist refused and walked slowly alone, as if he already knew where he was going and his steps were very steady.

Taoist Xuanyi, who stayed at the end of Baizu Alley, was still suspicious. He picked up a few grains of rice wrapped in gold and silver. After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the letter again. He frowned and looked at the backs of the people and muttered "Master". I don't know when I owed a favor again, so I took the six lines of money back into my arms, put away the hexagram stall, stepped on my Taoist boots, and walked slowly into the city gate.

If it weren't for Liu Qing's order to go out, Qian Yin would have stayed in the mountains for more than ten years, but he would have never thought about traveling far away. He would spend all day with the six-line money dial and the alchemy furnace. Although it was rare to see anything new, he could It is already a very comfortable job, there is no need to worry about life, and there is no need to deal with many people in the world. In Qian Yin's opinion, it is the best thing to be quiet and natural, and can improve fortune. As for the many ambitions, it is really hard to see.

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But this time he couldn't defeat his senior brother. In the end, Liu Qing only said that his junior brother had weak shoulders and couldn't take it seriously, so Qian Yin had no choice but to pack his bags and head out of the mountain dejectedly.

Yun Zhong and Wen Yu had a purpose for their trip. They were going to a temple in the east of Yizhang, but they only knew this. As for what they were going to do, Qian Yin was also confused. Liu Qing went straight to Northern Xinjiang. I'm afraid she didn't need to say anything to herself. The other people already knew what was going on.

There have been all kinds of disasters in Beiyan Daze recently, and Zihao territory can only be used to get rid of evil spirits. However, in Shangqi, there has never been any news about monsters and evil spirits causing trouble, let alone the secular world of Yi Zhang. There is also nothing heard about the spiritual world. Although the master has not yet left seclusion, since Liu Qing is the eldest brother of Nangong Mountain, he naturally has to go to Beiyanze. There is a lot of news in the world. Even if he does not go to help for a while, he still has to go to find out something. I will make a decision when my master comes out of seclusion.

Compared to these two groups of men, Zhao Ziyang and Qian Yin had nowhere to go. But according to Liu Qing's words, if you are imprisoned in a mountain all day long and cannot come out, even if you are successful in practice, it will be difficult to know the difference from others in the end. Those who are well versed in literature and ink will only be able to read thousands of books and walk across thousands of mountains. Even those who have learned all kinds of knowledge thoroughly, the same is true for those who practice martial arts and practice Taoism. If they think that they are practicing diligently all day long and do not see the greatness of the world, I am afraid that in a hundred years of life, they will not be able to reach the five realms. How can they talk about transcendence? Above the five realms.

Knowing that he was wrong, Qian Yin had no choice but to go down the mountain in anger and go to Shiwan Mountain alone, even though he usually had the ability to defend himself.

"Originally, I was thinking of going with my junior brother to help him. Although he is not good at fighting, he is good at divination, and his ability to seek benefits and avoid disasters is naturally not a challenge. But senior brother refused, so he had to give up, and now he is alone. ." Qian Yin walked through the streets and alleys, finally bypassing the bustling areas, and found a remote and deserted alley. He whistled slightly, and after a few breaths, a green bird flew from a distant branch and landed in the Taoist's palm. The shape is light and graceful. He raises his head and rubs the belly of Qian Yin's finger. He is very spiritual.

The white walls, red tiles, and green sparrow tails indicate that it is clearly late autumn, but the few objects in front of me look full of spring, except for the one among them, Qian Yin, who is wearing a black Taoist robe, and is quite cold.

"You are smart, you hid yourself inside the lantern, so as not to be seen as weird." Looking at the green bird in front of him, Qian Yin rarely showed a smile, and slightly covered the tips of the bird's wings with candle ash. The boundary of the land was wiped away, teasing Qingque's chin, and regardless of the rain in the alley, he sat cross-legged on the ground, showing off his skill of not taking out a cup of tea, sealed the rice paper with candle wax, and tied it to Qingque's feet, "This is It's a long way, not as long as before. I'll probably have to find it all the way to Beiyanze. The letter may be delivered later, but I must save my life and don't let it be picked up by falcons."

The blue sparrow nodded and soared into the sky, lingering for two or three weeks before disappearing in an instant.

The Taoist still crossed his legs, looking at the white walls, red tiles, and withered green trees in front of him. He felt that this place was quite good. It was no different from the so-called famous mountains and rivers he usually saw.

I can come and go, but I am standing here, not necessarily here.

When the Taoist walked out of the alley, a few dead leaves fell from the accumulated rain behind him and flowed into the ditch. It seemed like someone was sitting cross-legged here. You could see that there was no one there, only the autumn wind passing by.