"Oh, who says it's not the case? I have been hiding for ten years and I am still alive. This life is so hard!"
Qiu Jin had shaved his beard cleanly, with a smile on his handsome face that was not much more mature than Ling Zhen.
His expression was calm as he spoke, and he looked very fresh and refreshing, as if he was a teenager again.
Nothing has changed in ten years, he is still the same swordsman and free ranger as before.
The old man turned his head and looked at Ling Zhen, who was standing next to Qiu Jin, and asked, "Who is this young master?"
Qiu Jin put a hand on Ling Zhen's shoulder and explained: "His name is Ling Zhen. He is my latest friend. He is only twenty-three years old and he has already reached the second level of Xuanmen Realm. He is very powerful."
After saying that, Qiu Jin stretched out his hand again and introduced to Ling Zhen: "The old man is my old friend. He was a Taoist swordsman. He once served as the master of Whale Swallowing Temple. He killed a giant whale in the North Sea with one sword. He is good at using small swords. Against the big ones, the weak defeated the strong, and he had many records of jumping across realms to kill enemies, which can be said to be awe-inspiring in the Northern Plains! Although he later faded out of the world due to the death of his disciple who became a demon while practicing kung fu, and some old events, his reputation is still Loud and tight, there are many admirers.”
Ling Zhen nodded and smiled, briefly getting to know this old man's past demeanor, and he definitely deserves the word "legend".
I just like to meet people with stories.
The old man surnamed Weng knew that Qiu Jin had always had a good eye for people. If this guy could fall in love with him, then no matter who he was, he would definitely be the same.
What's more, he is a young strong man and a peerless genius who possesses the Xuanmen realm?
After learning that Ling Zhen's cultivation level was high and that he was boasted by Qiu Jin Yitong, the old man, who was very rich in the manners of the immortal family, couldn't hold back his shame. He quickly made a Taoist priest, bowed his hands and said: "I am a poor Taoist whose surname is Weng. Zhong Wen, whose Taoist name is Jian Qiu, has met Little Friend Ling here."
Ling Zhen also clasped his fists in return and responded respectfully: "Junior Ling Zhen, I am honored to pay a visit to my senior."
The bastard thief surnamed Qiu laughed loudly, puffed out his chest, and said bluntly: "Old man, I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you bring out the best wine in your bamboo hut? After all, My mouth is almost dry and smoking!"
The old Taoist man named Weng Zhongwen also burst out laughing and said, "Good wine is enough," and invited his good friends Qiu Jin and Ling Zhen into his bamboo house.
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overseas.
Inside the cave.
The banished immortal in blue, Wei Jie, suddenly turned his head, looked at the dark-skinned old man with white tiger skin, smiled, nodded and affirmed: "Jianqiu, the whale has not swallowed the sea, and the sword energy has already crossed the autumn. From ancient times to the present, the heaven and earth are all dharma." It’s not as good as my swordsmanship…a good name, a good Taoist title, and a bold name!”
Ying Chun quickly rolled his eyes at Wei Jie. The legless old man named Ying Qiu in his previous life said in a bad tone: "It's up to you. Why bother talking? You're just showing off."
As a junior in the world, Wei Jie had no choice but to smile awkwardly, "I just complimented him casually, senior Ying doesn't need to care."
Ying Chun spoke calmly and in a male duck's voice: "It's just a Taoist name. It's not something to come up with something good casually. How about I pick one for you, Great Sword Immortal Wei?"
Before Wei Jie could speak in time, Ying Chun couldn't help but said, "Yes. Bi Luo exhausts all Huang Quan Luo, and I am the only one above the Three Pure Ones! Your Taoist name, Wei Jie, is 'Bi Qing', how about it?" "
Wei Jie twitched the corners of his lips, "Senior, I already have a Taoist name, so there's no need to come up with a new Taoist name..."
Zhuge Jielu couldn't help but laugh softly.
This human emperor had the honor to watch Wei Jie's life from beginning to end in the mirror.
I know that in the early years when Immortal Wei was practicing pure cultivation in the Taoist Xunfeng Palace, he once had a Taoist name given by his master Heshou Zhenren.
Respect Cang.
It means respecting the common people.
Later, Wei Jie made a big fuss in Changgongzong Mountain and never used this name again after he left the world.
Hearing this, Ying Chun frowned, immediately waved his hand, and said with great disapproval: "What the hell, Wei Jingcang, you still remember the name of that bird? You, Wei Jie, are a true immortal in the sky, and have been worshiped by ordinary people for generations. Why should we respect the common people in this world anymore?”
Just as Wei Jiejie was about to say something, Zhuge Jielu also stood on Ying Chun's side, helping the gold medal tutor of his academy to speak, "Bi color belongs to green, those who are good at tranquility are clear, and those who are green are the true colors of green dragons, and those who are clear are from above. Floating in the sky, only by being pure can one have far-reaching aspirations. This Taoist name means that the higher and farther the road of Qinglong becomes, in my opinion, the word "Biqing" is wonderful."
When Emperor Zhuge said this, Wei Jie was a little shaken and felt that it seemed to be quite good.
In addition, Mr. Ying was urging from the side: "Okay or not, do you want it or not? Let me give you a quick word first. Why does the boy's ink look like a girl's?"
After nodding and hesitating again and again, Wei Jie slowly swallowed his saliva and raised his head solemnly.
Looking directly at Ying Chun and Emperor Zhuge, the two most powerful men and senior cultivators, Qinglong Sword Immortal said literally: "From now on, my Taoist name is - 'Biqing Sanren'!"
Ying Chun was stunned for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on his face and he nodded repeatedly.
Zhuge Jielu gently stroked his white beard and commented on this: "Green and clear, clear and clear, blue and yellow springs, clear and useless, such a green and clear individual who hides in the Blue Moon Valley of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain!"
The thin, dark old man with a drake voice smiled and said, "This is a good name and a good nickname for you."
Wei Jie, who already had a new Dao ID number, laughed a few times, and finally said the last words to Mr. Ying before turning his attention to the Guixu scene, "Senior, just be happy."
In this world, the sea is blue and the sky is blue. I travel alone.
Above the clouds, Sanqing must bow his head when he sees me.
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In the mountains, streams and forests, the birds are singing sweetly.
There is a bamboo house built near the water, with a bridge leading to the door.
The name of the house is "Jian Lu". The owner of this house is an elegant old Taoist priest named "Jian Qiu". He has a fairy-like demeanor and is worthy of his status as a hermit. He is also worthy of the stunning scenery of the mountains and forests here.
Ling Zhen and Qiu Jin followed the old Taoist into the door of the bamboo hut, came inside, and sat around a big table.
As the owner of the room, the old man surnamed Weng generously took out several jars of mud-sealed wine that had been treasured for many years. Each person had a cup, opened the seals and poured the wine, and the three of them drank at the same table.
"This taste... tsk tsk, this wine is excellent, it couldn't be better!"
When it comes to ink, I really don’t have a few kilograms of autumn gold in my belly. At this moment, holding a wine glass in one hand, he grinned and said loudly: "You can't drink such a mellow and good wine in the countryside. Even if you have money, you can't buy it."
Ling Zhen nodded repeatedly, "It is truly pure wine, the only fine wine in the world."
The old man named Weng Zhongwen also drank wine and said very proudly: "How do you think I, Weng Zhongwen, got the name of the 'Three Wonders of the South of the Yangtze River'? Those are swordsmanship, medicine, and wine, all by one person." Three unique skills! Even if it is called 'wine master', how can you not have good wine?"
