Canglan River Basin.
Within the territory of Lingyang Kingdom.
Fang Longye concealed the magic of the chariot and transformed the water-proof golden-eyed beast into a red horse. He drove on the official road with endless crowds of people in the image of a noble prince traveling with beauty.
Lingyang Kingdom is the leader of the Canglan Ten Kingdoms.
This is the core of the territory.
Even the Yuanyang Sect, the master of the entire Canglan River Basin, is located in this country.
Fang Longye sat in the chariot, looking at the excited crowds on the official road, listening to their conversations.
From the conversations among these people, Fang Longye once again confirmed the news that he had inquired about before - the Yuanyang Sect's centenary entrance ceremony will be held in three months.
At that time, fifty outstanding people will be selected and incorporated into the Yuanyang Sect and become members of the inner side.
However, after all, it is commonplace. Even though the Yuanyang Sect is located in Lingyang, no one knows the specific situation of the Fang Sect.
Fang Longye shook his head, expecting these mortal creatures to be blind.
It would be more convenient to wait until the Yuanyang Sect is stationed, find such a person, and directly search for souls and seize memories.
The reason why he pays so much attention to Yuanyang Sect is that he uses his supernatural powers to calculate and has the acquired wood seedlings he brought out as guidance.
He had already determined the approximate location of the Taiyi realm swan's body.
Basically, the area located at the Yuanyang Sect's mountain gate happens to overlap.
Just say it's not an inch.
If he hadn't had some insight or been specially arranged by someone, he would have suspected that it was another test set by some unknown powerful person.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard an "Ouch!" from in front of him!
A gray figure jumped up from the side of the road and ran straight into Fang Longye's "carriage".
"Hey, why don't you have eyes? Can you respect the old and love the young?"
In the chariot, Fang Longye's mouth twitched, forcing a smile.
Look, just say you can’t bear to talk about it!
As soon as he mentioned this, a senior expert who transformed into another person immediately appeared.
Do you really think that all the stories about his past life have been in vain? Can't you try something new?
The figure who hit the "carriage", or rather, was hit by the "carriage", was an old beggar in ragged clothes.
With his gray beard and hair and dirty appearance, he was curled up and wailing, attracting the attention of passers-by, and even some well-wishers stopped directly.
"Clang--" Several taels of broken silver were thrown to the ground beside him.
"Old man, be sensible, is this kind of noble person someone you can mess around with?"
"Take the money that I rewarded you with, and get out of here!"
Don't look at the passers-by who are shouting and scolding, but they actually have good intentions. He didn't believe that such a prince and aristocrat, who acted so flamboyantly and drove around with beautiful maids, could be a good person.
Unexpectedly, this old beggar, for some reason, went crazy. He just kept rolling in front of the chariot, wailing and moaning.
Fang Longye looked at the old beggar lying on the ground with interest and sneered inwardly.
Please, boss, can you be more professional when doing this?
Looking at this poor acting, you are really afraid that I can't tell, right?
However, since this big boss wants to act, he will accompany him to the full extent.
First, he signaled Ao Ying, who was driving the "carriage" in front of the carriage, to come forward to inspect and provide support.
As a result, it was naturally immobile and could not be lifted up at all.
Fang Longye shook his head, then opened the curtain and got out of the chariot.
Ignoring the exclamations of the people around him, he stretched out his hand to hold his arm, with an apologetic look on his face, and said with a gentle smile: "Old man, it's my fault, it's not hurt, right? I'll help you up~"
"Ouch, be careful, you've hit my waist again." The old beggar complained, and the oil stains and dirt all over his body were rubbed hard against him, with snot and tears all over his body. .
Fang Longye frowned slightly.
"Oh! Boy, didn't you pay attention to people? Why are you rushing so fast? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
After saying that, he took off his worn shoes, threw them aside, and rubbed his big feet that were smelly and covered with dirt.
After a while, he put his right hand that had touched the smelly feet to his nose and smelled it.
He looked relaxed and happy.
Qing Li and Ao Ying beside Fang Longye were Kun Xiu after all. Seeing this scene, even though they knew it was an illusion of a senior senior and did it deliberately, they still felt sick.
"Hey, kid, don't be stunned. Old man, I can't afford to get up for a while. Pick up the shoes for me." The old beggar said lazily.
A arrogant look.
Fang Longye narrowed his eyes, he was playing the "three bridges and three shoes" trick on me!
Unfortunately, he is not Zhang Liang.
Qingli and Ao Ying concluded from the old beggar's previous weirdness and behavior that this senior master was testing their master, and immediately stepped forward to share the master's worries.
Unexpectedly, Fang Longye waved his hand.
It was just for fun, but if he really wanted to immerse himself in the performance, forget it.
Picking up shoes for this old guy will be designated as black history from now on.
Besides, he still doesn't believe it. Is this old man really here to test him?
It's just an excuse to rationalize his subsequent acts of kindness.
Both parties are well aware of this, and it just needs to be acceptable on the surface.
"Let's go!" He immediately turned around, stepped onto the chariot, and drove over the old beggar.
The old beggar looked stunned. Good guy, are you not following the rules?
Fortunately, he was also quick-thinking and knew that it would be difficult to continue acting.
"Hahaha!"
He burst out laughing.
He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and as expected, he forcefully smoothed things over and said: "He is kind and patient, but he does not lose the bottom line. He is indeed one of the talents I value."
Immediately afterwards, he walked around Fang Longye, with a fake expression of surprise on his face, and said: "Yeah, yeah, it's incredible, it's incredible! The aura behind your head is far-reaching and shines on the world. At a glance, you are responsible for saving the world. The mission of the common people!"
"It just so happens that I have a great opportunity, so I will give it to you!"
As he spoke, the clouds in the sky filled his body, causing passers-by around him to shout "gods".
The whole person became more and more awe-inspiring.
In the end, thousands of auspicious lights burst out, covering the figure.
Fang Longye rolled his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, all the excited passers-by fell into unconsciousness.
He said towards the halo in front of him that he could not see through: "I don't know which senior is here, but Fang Longye neglected him."
The halos alternated between turns, breaking off layer by layer and falling apart. Finally, a figure was revealed and his image changed.
With gray beard and hair, an unruly temperament, and a pockmarked face, a hunchbacked old man dressed in an unconventional beggar's outfit stood in front of Fang Longye with his hands on his hips.
…
Well, it has indeed changed its image.
If he was sloppy and dirty before, now he is old, ugly, dirty, and yet extremely confident.
"How's it going? He's handsome enough!"
"Handsome! Really handsome!" Fang Longye couldn't laugh or cry.
No, boss, you are just kidding me!
The old beggar shook off his gray hair and said narcissistically: "It's no longer possible now. I think back on those days when I was so handsome and unrestrained that I charmed thousands of goddesses."
Fang Longye agreed, but in his heart he kept secretly wondering who this kind of person would be.
This old beggar, who was unknown to some powerful person, was so proud that he sat on the ground, took out a smooth pig's trotter from his arms, and started to chew it wildly.
He took off a wine gourd from his waist with his left hand and drank it in one gulp.
"Ha--" A feeling of comfort.
"Pah!" The old beggar ate up a pig's trotter in three or four bites, threw the bone to the ground, and stared at Fang Longye angrily.
With the meat in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Boy, what are you doing here? Come over here quickly, I have a great opportunity for you."
Fang Longye looked at the inconspicuous old beggar in front of him. His image didn't matter. Anyway, he was definitely a senior beggar, no matter who he was! As long as you get the chance ~
Maybe it's because this senior's true form has kept a serious attitude for too long due to his identity, so he has to let himself go in private.
"Old senior, what opportunity are you talking about?"
"What an opportunity~" The old beggar glanced at Fang Longye and said calmly: "If you transfer half of your merit to me, I will tell you. But don't worry, if you get that opportunity , the merit lost now is just drizzle!"
After hearing what he said, the smile that appeared on Fang Longye's face immediately froze and then disappeared. He argued, "Didn't you say it was a gift? Why do you still need to collect merit?"
Qingli saw that this senior was not upright, so he immediately became bold and echoed his young master: "That's right, you old man doesn't mean what you say!"
"Look at my sign!" The old beggar fished it out of nowhere, took out a long flag and waved it in front of Fang Longye and the others.
"Cure all diseases!?" Qing Li and Ao Ying stared in disbelief and wondered in unison.
"What?" The old beggar turned the long flag over, took a look at it, threw it aside, took out another long flag and said: "You took the wrong one, now, this is the one."
Looking at the four large characters "Chrysostomus Divine Calculation" painted with silver hooks on the long flag, Fang Longye smiled and said: "Okay, senior, please stop joking."
The old beggar shook his head and said: "Oh! You are really blind. Old man, I have spent a lot of effort to help you and divined a hint of the future."
"Forget it, I'm going to the Yuanyang Sect's mountain gate to watch a good show. If you take the time to do it, I'll give you a great opportunity."
Fang Longye breathed a sigh of relief, and now he was more confident.
However, Yuanyang Sect.
Are you sure it's not because of me?
"Then thank you, senior, for traveling with me."
He thought for a moment, then opened a square of Xumi mustard seeds and included the chariot and the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast.
He straightened his clothes and extended his hand to signal him to go ahead.
The old beggar curled his lips, immediately shrank to the ground and flew forward.
His expression was full of contempt for his stingy behavior in not letting him ride in the chariot.
Fang Longye was not embarrassed either. He was like a woman and would not lend out a car.
Immediately, he took Qing Li and Ao Ying to use the magic power of rushing - diving into the abyss and shrinking to the ground, and followed the old beggar.
"Senior, you said you wanted to see a good show. But you don't know what kind of show it is?" Fang Longye kept chatting with the old beggar.
The earth's energy is rising, and the water vapor is dense and colorful. There was one thing, a handsome man and a beautiful woman who looked like gods walking together on the same road with an old and ugly beggar, talking and laughing, which was particularly inconsistent.
"What a good show? Hehehehe -" the old beggar smiled mysteriously, "I'm afraid you can't even think of it."
Seeing that Fang Longye was intrigued, he asked slowly: "Do you know the origin of the name Yuanyang Sect, Fang Sect?"
Seeing Fang Longye shake his head, the old beggar scratched the lice in his crotch and felt relieved.
Then he said: "Come to think of it, you also know that the master of the Yuanyang Sect is very capable, and the two Taoist companions beside him are both in the Golden Immortal realm."
"I have to say that in this regard, you, a boy with a "good taste", are somewhat similar to others."
As he spoke, he glanced lightly at Qing Li and Ao Ying.
Hearing the words "taoist couple" and "similarity", the two women couldn't help but blush and feel happy in their hearts.
Qingli waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, we sisters can't be regarded as Taoist companions of the young master. However, the senior is really very powerful. He even knows that I am immersed in cooking..."
Having said that, she immediately came back to her thoughts and took a peek at the old beggar, only to see a playful look on his face as he smiled at her.
Suddenly, his face turned red and hot.
"This senior is really naughty. He actually has the nerve to make fun of others for such boudoir pleasures."
Qingli couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. They all have murderous intentions.
Fang Longye saw Ao Ying's confused face and shook his head, this little girl still needs more experience!
Immediately a message was sent to tell him everything the old beggar meant.
Ao Ying came to her senses, her cheeks turned rosy in an instant, and she secretly cursed the senior master who had turned into a beggar for being so old.
Seeing that both women were shy and silent, Fang Longye immediately changed the subject and continued with the previous question, asking: "What does this have to do with the name of the sect he founded?"
"Hehe, listen to me slowly. The experience of this Yuanyang Sect master is quite explosive among human immortals."
"Come to think of it, you also know that the human race is different from the demon race. The age for practicing Taoism is initially limited."
"If you are really too old and haven't entered the Tao yet, and your energy and blood have collapsed, it will not be that easy to enter the Tao again. There are no natural talents or earthly treasures, and it is extremely difficult to change your destiny against the will of heaven."
"So, even if the human race has become immortals through casual cultivation, most of them entered Taoism and practiced Taoism when they were young."
"But this leader of the Yuanyang Sect is different. He only truly entered Taoism and came into contact with cultivation at the age of fifty-nine."
"And he didn't swallow any heavenly or earthly treasures, rejuvenate his youth or anything like that. He just relied on the art of fierce fighting and the art of dual cultivation."
"Coupled with his superb special skills, he captured the heart of a female fairy directly in his mortal body, absorbed the Tao, and jumped into the air."
"Shocking or not?"
"Moreover, the leader of the Yuanyang Sect, in his ordinary life before the age of fifty-nine, was not a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman. On the contrary, he was just a small concierge in the ordinary world."
"Still an ugly old widower."
"Tell me, is his encounter a bizarre one? Is he considered a talent in a certain aspect?"
The old beggar stopped here and started drinking from the wine gourd in his hand.
Some of the mellow wine spilled onto his shabby clothes, and the aroma of the wine slightly covered up the faint stench emanating from the old beggar's body.
Fang Longye looked strange. The more he listened to the story of the Yuanyang Sect leader, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
Immediately, he couldn't help but ask: "But I don't know the name of this Yuanyang Sect leader?"
The old beggar wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, thought for a moment, and said: "This kid has been famous for a few years. Now he calls himself Yuanyang Old Immortal. His nickname in the secular world seems to be... yes, I remembered it."
"In the beginning, in a mortal country, a large family named Qin raised a concierge, who naturally took the surname Qin from his owner. But the name is not very nice in the human context. The surname is Qin and the surname is Shou. The two characters are Qin Shou. .”
"Yes, but this name is a perfect match for his later behavior of turning his back on guests and seizing the female family members of his master's family on his bed, using them as slaves to bully his master."
Got~
Uncle Qin, the concierge.
Fang Longye secretly thought that the experience of the leader of the Yuanyang Sect was a mixture of plots from several types of works in his previous life.
No wonder it sounded so familiar to him!
More than 4,000 words, updated from yesterday.
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