A group of monks turned into the small town. One of the young monks in fine clothes turned to look at the old man in gray robe behind him. The old man had a frosty head and a tall figure.
The young man spoke a different dialect from the small town and asked: "Grandpa Shen, why did you respect the old man so much at the city gate just now? Besides, the old man actually charged us the entrance fee. It's really irritating!"
When the young man thought of the arrogant old man outside the city gate who asked them for silver coins, he became very angry. He had the tendency not to let them pass unless he took out the silver coins.
This makes the young man who has lived in the sect since childhood extremely uncomfortable. He has always been the only one to ask for help from others, so why have he ever been so condescending to others?
The old man in gray robe with his head covered with frost and snow said kindly, "It doesn't matter, just treat it as a good relationship."
The boy said oh, a little unhappy.
The gray-robed old man smiled softly. Although the young master of his sect was extremely talented, he was impatient. This time, he was brought down the mountain under the order of the mountain master, hoping to hone his character.
The other sect disciples who entered the town along with the young man and the old man looked at each other, speechless.
One of the disciples mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice: "Elder Shen, what's wrong with that old man? I see that the old man doesn't have any spiritual energy at all. He doesn't look like a practitioner of my generation."
The old man in gray robe frowned and said in a deep voice: "The worst thing is to blind one's eyes. If you are really an ordinary person, how can you have the confidence to sit in front of the city gate and collect passers-by? Although our Yuntai Sect is not afraid of causing trouble, we still need to know that there are people outside the world. For this reason, don’t know how you will die in the future.”
Although the old man said that there are people outside the world, but there is a look of pride in his eyebrows. It should be noted that Yuntai Sect, as the most powerful powerful sect in the Qin Dynasty, is the well-deserved leader on the mountain of Qin State. . And the current leader of the Yuntai Sect is only over 200 years old and has already reached the twelfth realm, and he is also a swordsman! The rest of the Four Peaks Mountain Masters are also at the eleventh realm. It can be said that Yuntai is so powerful that other sects cannot compete with it.
Several sect disciples remained silent, "Disciples, please remember Elder Shen's teachings."
The old man surnamed Shen nodded slightly. The disciples he brought down the mountain this time were all talented in the sect, but lacked experience. Just like unpolished jade, it needs to be carefully crafted before it can become beautiful jade.
The old man waved his hand, "When the inspection envoy from the Xia Kingdom appears, you can go to the town to practice on your own. Although I am coming down the mountain to protect you, I will not take action easily. I, the monk of Yuntai Sect, am inherently defiant. And walk, the road of immortality, strive for the only one! I am also in the same situation as the Ni Bodhisattva crossing the river in this town."
The young monk from before squatted down, picked up a dim stone from the roadside, placed it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
There are spots of starlight in the stones, but the color is dull and dull, as if they have been weathered.
The old man surnamed Shen patiently explained to the young master: "This object is a magpie stone, which is conceived by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy contained in the stone is extremely essence. This kind of thing that assists in cultivation is particularly precious. It only grows in In the blessed land of cave heaven. However, the quality of the piece in your hand, Boyong, is not good, and the spiritual energy is leaking out. Soon it will be the same as an ordinary stone."
The young man named Boyong smiled brightly and said, "I'm lucky, I picked up the treasure when I went out!"
The old man surnamed Shen rubbed Boyong's head and said dotingly: "If you really want it, Grandpa Shen will bring you a bunch when you return to the sect."
Boyong said with a smile: "How can that be done? It will be bad if dad blames Elder Shen."
The old man laughed it off.
Within a moment, Jianye Hou Bai Hao appeared in everyone's field of vision, dressed in white clothes like snow, with a bamboo fan hanging on his waist.
Bai Hao said with a smile: "Are you from the Yuntai Sect of Qin State?"
Bai Hao's voice was extremely soft. If he hadn't known that he was a general who fought in hundreds of battles, he would have mistakenly thought he was a scholar from some academy.
When the young man named Boyong saw Bai Hao, he shouted arrogantly: "What's your name, the one sent by the Xia Kingdom to escort us?"
Bai Hao bent down and looked at Boyong, tapped his head with a bamboo fan, and said with a smile: "You are not old, but your tone is not young. Have the elders in your family ever taught you to respect your teachers?"
The old man surnamed Shen narrowed his eyes and quietly released a majestic pressure.
Bai Hao ignored it, glanced at the old man, and then sighed. I saw him flicking his bamboo fan, and a breeze came slowly, which instantly relieved the pressure released by the old man.
Bai Hao looked at the old man with a smile, "Is the old man a little too unreasonable?"
The old man did not expect Bai Hao to be able to resolve the spell he released so easily. This technique is a secret method of the Yuntai Sect, which can shock people's hearts. The person who releases it will plant a spiritual thought in their mind. If they see the person who releases it in the future, they will feel fear in their hearts. Over time, the Taoist heart will be affected. , and even worse, the Taoist heart is broken.
But what the old man didn't expect was that as soon as he took action, Bai Hao captured the divine thought.
Bai Hao gently shook his bamboo fan and said leisurely: "The old gentleman's move is extremely vicious. If I hadn't been proficient in the technique, I would have fallen into this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a short and exquisite hidden sword suddenly appeared between the two of them, trembling slightly.
A trembling sword intent emitted from the small flying sword, and the sword energy was like a rainbow.
The old man also sacrificed an exquisite magic weapon with eight treasures, which was full of brilliance and spiritual energy.
"about there."
A gentle and mellow voice sounded in everyone's ears.
The old man followed the sound and saw that it was a Confucian scholar in blue shirt with slightly frosted temples standing nearby.
When Bai Hao saw that the person coming was Lu Ran, he bowed and said, "Bai Hao has met Mr. Lu."
And the flying sword also circled around Lu Ran, very well-behaved, and made a slight sound, as if to salute the scholar.
The old man's pupils shrank, one Bai Hao was already troublesome enough, and now there appeared another Confucian scholar in blue shirt who looked acquainted with him. If we were outside, the old man would not have any problem if he could fight one against two and fight and retreat. But the key point is that the pressure of heaven and earth in this small town is particularly strong. It is like a god sitting on the sky and overlooking all living beings. The higher one is, the more severe the pressure from heaven is. The old man felt this especially after entering the town, so when he faced two monks who may have been in the twelfth realm, he couldn't help feeling frightened, but his face remained calm and calm.
Lu Ran smiled and said: "There are talented people in every generation."
Bai Hao said in surprise: "Sir, you are wrong. Only what you have done can be said to be admired by the sages of ancient and modern times."
Bai Hao has always had great respect for Lu Ran. Without Lu Ran, Daxia would not be what it is today. The journey of Daxia began with Lu Ran. At the same time, in Bai Hao's opinion, Lu Ran can be called a sage and gentleman. Among the sages and gentlemen in ancient times, apart from the Three Sages of Confucianism, only Lu Ran can truly integrate knowledge and action.
Lu Ran just waved his hand, "There are specialties in the art, so there is no need to belittle oneself. I am just creating new ones based on what my ancestors have proposed."
Lu Ran turned to look at the Yuntai Sect and his group, and chuckled: "Yuntai Sect?"
The old man waved his sleeves vigorously and snorted coldly: "Who are you? If you have nothing to do, don't stop me from teaching this ignorant junior!"
Lu Ran just smiled and said nothing.
The old man suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the surrounding environment became illusory. He was floating alone in an illusion, surrounded by darkness and no fingers could be seen. A dazzling golden body appeared in front of the old man, and the surroundings of the dharma were filled with light and flow. interest.
"town!"
The golden Dharma image suddenly spoke, and scriptures appeared around the Dharma image, including Buddhist mottos, ancient Taoist scriptures, and words of Confucian sages.
The big golden hand of the Dharma was pressed down, like a Taoist master subduing the devil with one palm. Countless purple thunder and lightning surrounded it with suffocating majestic power. At the same time, the scriptures around the Dharma suddenly fell down, like a cage between heaven and earth. That palm smashed It exploded on the old man's body with a sound like spring thunder!
The old man originally wanted to sacrifice his natal magic weapon, but who would have thought that the golden barrier held up by the Yuntai Sect's treasure would touch the dazzling golden hand.
It collapsed on the spot!
The old man was hit by a palm and flew away. At the same time, he was pressed hard to the ground by the majestic power released by the big golden hand, unable to move.
A real monk from the Qingxu Realm couldn't even fight back when he came face to face with him. It was truly a spectacle.
The world suddenly returned to its original state, and Lu Ran was still smiling, like a spring breeze.
Shen He was sweating profusely and looked horrified.
Lu Ran's magical ability to pull people into the small world with one hand can be said to be at its peak. He is like a god in this small world, and everything he thinks becomes the way of heaven.
Lu Ran looked at Shen He with a half-smile.
Bai Hao looked at Lu Ran and then at Shen He, thoughtfully.
Shen He saluted with a Confucian bow and said with a humble expression: "Shen He of the Yuntai Sect has met Mr. Lu, and I would like to ask you, sir, to ignore the faults of small people and not to anger the disciples of the Yuntai Sect."
Lu Ran asked curiously: "Oh? Why do you call me sir?"
Shen He bit the bullet and said, "Just now, I saw the words of Confucian sages from that Dharma image, so I guessed that you are a Confucian gentleman."
No matter how foolishly Shen He encountered this encounter, he could still guess that the green-shirted Confucian scholar in front of him with slightly frosted temples was the world-famous Confucian sage Lu Ran.
Lu Ran said calmly: "As long as you abide by the rules set by the Confucian Temple in the town, I will naturally not interfere with you. Of course, if you want to challenge the Confucian Temple's bottom line and exceed the rules, you can give it a try."
Shen He nodded quickly and said: "Of course I don't dare, sir. You can rest assured, sir. This time I take my disciples down the mountain to follow the wishes of the sect master. I am not allowed to rely on external forces and rely entirely on my own practice."
Lu Ran nodded and glanced at the old man's fairy magic weapon. With a wave of his sleeves, the dazzling magic weapon lost its light and became like an ordinary object.
"Just wait until you leave the town and come to me to lift the restriction."
Shen He was miserable. He just wanted to shock the young man who had no eyesight. Who would have thought to directly call the legendary Lu Ran here? Not to mention, the natal magic weapon was also temporarily sealed. .
Although he was complaining in his heart, his face showed humility and he said solemnly: "Junior, obey the order."
The naughty boy named Boyong behind the old man also saw some clues and kept silent. The other sect disciples were even more silent.
In the end, after getting Lu Ran's approval, the old man brought a group of disciples into the town to practice.
When Bai Hao saw this, he also bowed and saluted: "Bai Hao will not disturb Mr. Qingxiu any more. I will take my leave."
After saying that, he raised his feet and walked away without a trace.
