Over Weicheng, the Zhong family and his wife passed by the city.
Zhong Qilun was thoughtful and said: "Madam, do you think Yan'er will be overtaken by that girl from the Lu family in the future? How about you take the time to give her some pointers in the room..."
"How dare you mention it!"
Mrs. Zhong said with an angry face: "What did you mean by what you said just now about three wives, four concubines, ten houses and eight houses? Now that you have entered the Taoist realm, what new ideas have you come up with?"
"Ah? No, no, that's what I said..."
"Hey! Don't pinch me! It's not good if someone sees it... Ouch... it hurts..."
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After seeing off the Zhong family and his wife, Lin Ji followed Lu Guangmu back to the house.
At this time, Lu Guangmu looked very happy, tapping the table gently with one hand, and his eyes were full of joy that could not be hidden.
Lin Ji naturally knew what he was happy about, both for Zhao'er and himself.
"Grandpa." Lin Ji was silent for a moment and said, "I made the decision without permission and left two people in the Lu Mansion for you."
"Oh?" Lu Guangmu turned around. Naturally, the people Lin Ji left behind were not ordinary people, otherwise there would be no need to tell him.
"One is He Kui, the former deputy chief of the Supervision Bureau of Xuzhou and Weicheng. Although he is a bit bad, he has a good heart and is already at the peak of the Five Realms. The other person was originally a person of evil law, but he has now found his way back. . The peak of the six realms is about to be broken."
"Okay!" Lu Guangmu nodded and said implicitly, "Ji'er, you have to understand that everything I do is done for you! Weicheng has been very uneasy recently, but now, there are several places in this world. Peace?"
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"You have been blessed with good luck and have achieved extraordinary things. But you have also thought about it. In the past, you had Fang Yunshan, Supervisor Tiansi, and even Da Qin behind you. The enemies you encountered were somewhat fearful, but what about in the future?"
"Success is achieved step by step, success is lost! No matter when and where you are, remember to leave a way out and plan an extra step! I don't want to see Zhao'er in pure white silk!"
"Yes!" Lin Ji responded.
"Well!" Xu was in a good mood. Lu Guangmu nodded with satisfaction. Without waiting for Lin Ji to ask, he said to himself: "In the morning, you asked me about the drunkard under the Holy Emperor? He is the ancestor of the four great families. Same, they were both generals of the Golden Summit Camp. I know nothing about him except that he is a monk who loves to drink. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
He is indeed a monk!
Lin Ji had been suspicious when he absorbed the cause and effect of the eight phantoms in the Nine Li Sealing Heaven Formation.
The bald man holding the wine jar named himself Wu Yuan.
The seniority of a monk has always been known by reputation.
Even though they were separated by thousands of years, he always felt that he had some connection with Wu Nan.
Especially after the Buddha's head appeared to be enlightened one after another.
But he didn't want to tell Lu Guangmu this yet.
"Grandpa, didn't you say that there is no record of the origin of Western Buddhism in the Buddhist scriptures that record the death of the Holy Emperor? How do you know that he is a monk?"
"Because there is a set of boxing techniques left in Jinding Mountain, which is said to have been passed down by the drunkard. When the disciples of Jinding Mountain were fighting outside, they were met by a monk who had been to the West. He said that this boxing technique came from the West and was called Drunken Buddha Eighteen Peaks. Later, after the man tried to figure out the Buddha's meaning in his fist, he realized a set of Buddhist principles."
"Many years later, based on this Buddhist philosophy, Leiyun Temple was built in Xiangzhou."
Lin Ji was suddenly shocked and said: "It turns out that Leiyun Temple came from this!"
"I have had my own way of cultivating Taoism for thousands of years. Countless sects, aristocratic families have split and merged, and there have been many changes. For example, Puppet Sect and Tiangongfang are both branched off from Daozhen Sect, and Hehuan Sect is a descendant of Xiaoyao Sect and Xiaoyao Sect. It is composed of a Buddhist side series."
"However, the famous sects that still exist today have rarely changed, especially the two sects of Jinding Mountain and Mingguang Mansion in Xuzhou. For more than a thousand years, their disciples have rarely left Xuzhou. There is even one in Jinding Mountain. He has never been to the Daocheng state of the mountain. Even now, I am afraid that not many people have seen his true appearance."
Jinding Mountain...
I happened to have an appointment with Taoist Xianyun the day before yesterday, but now I have postponed my wedding date and have nothing to do.
Might as well go there and have a look.
Thinking about this, Lin Ji resigned from Lu Guangmu and headed west out of Weicheng, heading straight for Jinding Mountain.
Weicheng was more than 800 miles away from Jinding Mountain, so he was in no hurry to leave.
Stop and go along the official road of Yimapingchuan, and sometimes drop to the ground to look at the scenery.
At ten minutes before noon, Lin Ji saw a group of people gathered on the official road from a distance, as if they were discussing something loudly. He was curious for a moment, so he dropped to the ground and came closer.
When he looked closer, he saw that a carriage had overturned and fell to the ground. The horse pulling the carriage was hit by something huge and had its skull smashed alive, with blood flowing all over the ground.
The carriage was lying across the road, blocking traffic, and people from both directions gathered around it.
In the middle of the crowd, stood an old woman with gray hair and a wooden stick. Behind him was a little girl of five or six years old hiding.
The little girl had pigtails in the sky, her face was dirty and full of grease, and her two big round eyes were full of fear and grievance.
I heard the man holding a riding crop opposite shouting: "You guys, please judge! I was driving the carriage to deliver fish to Jinding Mountain, and this child jumped out of the forest with a cry, and the horse was frightened. Raise his front hooves, this kid will come up and kill the horse with one punch!"
Everyone was very suspicious when they heard this. How could such a child kill a horse with one punch?
This road leads to Weicheng in the east and Jinding Mountain in the west, where there are many aristocratic families.
Although the vendors who often come and go here are ordinary people, they are also somewhat knowledgeable.
Regardless of the four major aristocratic families in Weicheng or the disciples of Jinding Mountain, although they all practice cultivation, there are even some who are comparable to gods.
But those disciples have all practiced a little bit since childhood, and no one has ever seen such a young child with such abilities.
Moreover, the old man and the young man were all ragged and skinny, and they did not look like monks at all.
The man holding the whip said with an aggrieved face: "After noon, the fish will stink, and Jindingshan can't take it! Not only did we lose the money for the fish, but the horse died! How can I deal with my boss when I go back?" How long will it take to pay off this five taels of silver a month's work! What do you think we should do about this!?"
Although the man's face was full of pain, he did not dare to be cruel to the child and the old woman - even if the child was not a monk, he could kill a horse with one punch, and no one could offend him.
The old woman seemed to be a deaf-mute. She was gesticulating and whining but couldn't say a word.
He picked up the wooden stick and hit the little girl behind him, giving him a good beating. The child stretched out his thin arms to block the blow, leaving a few bruises on it, but he didn't cry or say a word.
The old woman hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the whip-holder to beg for mercy.
The whip wielder said helplessly: "Mother-in-law, what's the point of kneeling on me... If you can bring a dead horse back to life, I can kneel for you for three days!"
When Lin Ji saw this, he glanced at the little girl.
The strange thing is that he has no cultivation at all and is just an ordinary person who has not even opened his spiritual aperture.
It's not even the transformation of some demon.
Are you born with brute strength?
This is interesting!
Lin Ji became interested for a moment and was about to take out the money to settle the matter when he stepped forward to investigate. Suddenly someone outside the crowd shouted loudly: "Look! Immortal Master Yehe is here! He must have a way!"
Lin Ji followed the sound of people and saw an extremely fat crane flying not far away, almost close to the ground. Its fat head and bulging belly were shaking as if it would fall at any time.
And on the back of the crane, sitting crookedly, was a fat man weighing about three hundred kilograms.
With her bare chest and back, her two big feet bare, she was holding a greasy roasted beef leg in one hand and a wine gourd the size of a small vat in the other hand.
A mouthful of meat, a sip of wine, humming and singing as if there was no one around.
Seeing the extremely plump fat-headed crane approaching, everyone quickly saluted in unison: "I've seen Master Yehe!"
Lin Ji, who was among the crowd, also bowed but said nothing.
His spiritual consciousness swept over him and he saw that the man was in the middle stage of Taoism just like himself.
