Qingcheng Mountain.
It was already noon, but Qingcheng Mountain seemed a little deserted.
Perhaps it's because the mountains are so white and pure, but Qingcheng Mountain has a different charm in this deserted environment.
As the saying goes, a woman should be pretty and filial.
At this time, Qingcheng Mountain was like a young girl wearing white mourning clothes, with a trace of sadness in her brows, and her whole body exuding a fragile smell that made people unable to help but care for her.
A somewhat dilapidated carriage stopped next to the old peach tree at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
An old man with white hair and beard slowly stepped out of the carriage.
"I haven't been here for a long time. I wonder if all these years have passed. Are my old friends still there?" The old man seemed to be in a good mood. He stood under the old peach tree and quietly admired the peach blossoms on the tree.
At this time, the disciple guarding the mountain gate shouted to him impatiently, "Qingcheng Mountain is closed today and no idlers will be accepted. Please leave quickly!"
The servant who was leading the carriage immediately looked unhappy, but the old man said with a smile, "Oh, please inform your elder Wu Fan that an old friend is here to visit!"
The gatekeeper disciple immediately glared at the old man fiercely, thinking to himself that he was told by the elder in the sect early this morning, and now that the great elder in the sect passed away suddenly, it is very likely that someone with evil intentions will come to trouble Qingcheng Mountain. He wanted to take advantage of the current panic in the sect to add insult to injury, and asked him to pay attention to maintaining the appearance of Qingcheng Mountain and never lose the prestige of Qingcheng Mountain's famous sect.
Although this old man claims to be an old friend of the great elder, who knows if he is true?
What's more, he came in such a dilapidated carriage, so he was not a big shot at first glance.
After all, the only people who can be friends with the Great Elder are the powerful nobles and wealthy businessmen in Chang'an City. And every time they come to see the Great Elder, they always bring a hundred people's ceremonial guard and play gongs and drums. The red flag was waved and publicized, and several Taoist temples were built in Qingcheng Mountain. Every time he came, he would be rewarded with several large pieces of silver.
Therefore, at this time, the gatekeeper disciple had already labeled the old man as an enemy with evil intentions.
So he immediately shouted, "You are worthy of calling the great elder by his name. If you don't retreat quickly, don't blame me for asking people to drive you two thieves of unknown origins down the mountain!"
After saying that, the gatekeeper disciple immediately stared at the old man and the servant with vigilant expressions, as if they really regarded them as insidious villains who wanted to harm Qingcheng Mountain.
The servant seemed to be irritated and immediately shouted loudly, "What kind of clown are you? Do you know who is standing in front of you?"
Seeing the servant's arrogant posture, the gatekeeper disciple was just stunned for a moment, but he looked at the old man again and found that the old man's face seemed to be a little darker.
"This servant is so protective of the identity of the old man, but the old man has a weird look on his face. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. These two people must have some ulterior secrets and want to harm Qingcheng Mountain!" The gatekeeper disciple felt that these two people were guilty of committing crimes. I was even more certain in my heart that these two people were here to cause trouble.
"Don't run away, you two, I'm going to call someone to arrest you two!"
The gatekeeper disciple sneered, turned around and was about to crush the seal in his hand to gather people to capture these two people.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Junior has met the Prime Minister!"
The gatekeeper looks back
Go, only to see Meng bowing to the old man.
"Daozi! You...he...could it be..." The gatekeeper disciple was immediately dumbfounded and shocked.
Prime Minister?
Today, there is only one person in the land of Kyushu who can be called the Prime Minister, Wang Daofan. Across the Jiang Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty, almost 80% of the officials in the court have accepted his kindness and respect him. add.
As for the Jianghu, he once single-handedly suppressed the entire Jianghu, and personally signed a treaty with the leader of the martial arts alliance to restrict the actions of the martial arts warriors.
For such a powerful and noble person, he, a small disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, actually scolded him in silence.
If this makes the Prime Minister angry, then I am afraid that today will not be a funeral for the great elder, but a funeral for the entire family.
The elders and disciples of Qingcheng Mountain all bought coffins.
Thinking of this, the gatekeeper disciple immediately knelt down and cried out in tears, "Brother... I am ignorant. I don't know the dignity of the Prime Minister. I speak without restraint. I beg the Prime Minister to have mercy and spare me this time!"
As he spoke, the gatekeeper kept kowtowing, and a bruise instantly appeared on his forehead.
Wang Daofan ignored him. He couldn't argue with a nobody, but looked towards Meng.
"Are you the Taoist disciple of Qingcheng Mountain?"
Liao Meng smiled and said, "Yes."
Wang Daofan stretched out his right hand and waved in front of Meng, as if to say hello to him.
"How much is this?" Wang Daofan asked with a smile.
Liao Meng frowned slightly, but fell silent.
At this time, behind a big tree not far away.
The pig demon was lying on the ground, looking lazy, while Yiniao was standing on its head, looking towards Liao Meng and Wang Daofan in front of the mountain gate.
Since the two demons signed the master-servant contract and were taken out of the Demon Suppression Forbidden Tower by Meng, they have been inseparable from Meng all day long.
After all, how could two lonely monster clans live peacefully surrounded by a group of Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain all day long.
The two demons were in fear, fearing that one day Meng would disappear and the two demons would be beaten to death with a sap.
After all, the master-servant treaty only said that if Meng died, they would also die, but it did not say what would happen to Meng if they died.
Although they were said to be Daozi Liaomeng's demon pets, through Meng's identity, some Taoist priests who hated the demon clan extremely suppressed their intention to kill them.
After all, although there are many human races who take in demon pets, many eminent monks in Putuo Mountain Gate, which is as famous as Qingcheng Mountain, have tamed many demon pets.
But this is Qingcheng Mountain, and the entire mountain gate is full of Taoist priests, all of whom are mortal enemies of the demon clan!
So the moment they walked out of the Demon Suppressing Forbidden Tower, they had already reached a consensus. Only by following the dream every step of the way could they survive here!
"Why does this old man wave his hand in front of people like a fool and make people guess what number it is?" the pig demon said disdainfully.
Yiniao slapped the pig demon on the head with his paw and lectured, "You idiot, you know nothing. Didn't you hear? That old man is the current prime minister. Do you think he is as stupid as you! There must be something wrong here. of!"
The pig demon tilted his head and said in confusion, "Then tell me, what's the problem here?"
Yiniao rolled his eyes and said, "Since he stretched out a palm and shook it, it must not be as simple as pointing with his fingers. Could it be..."
The pig demon waited for a long time, but saw no follow-up from Yiniao, so he urged, "Tell me, is it possible?"
Yi Niao said impatiently, "Don't rush me. How could I figure out such a profound question so quickly?"
A layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the doorway. At a glance, Wang Daofan can see the doorway where Wang Daofan's hand is shaking.
This is not just a simple wave, there is a lot of knowledge in it.
Wang Daofan's seemingly simple wave made his fingers change into hundreds of gestures in an instant, and these hundreds of gestures formed a complex formation extremely skillfully.
This formation was like a lock, firmly locking Wang Daofan's gesture at the last moment.
Only by unlocking this lock can we see the final answer.
Liao Meng's eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers began to move quietly, as if an old locksmith was carefully opening the lock.
Seeing this, Wang Daofan placed his eyes on Meng's slender fingers with great interest, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
But for a moment, Liao Meng shook his head confidently at Wang Daofan, who smiled and nodded.
The two seemed to understand each other's thoughts just by looking at each other in an instant.
"Although your method of relieving the formation is very unfamiliar, it has the shadow of Wu Fan. Didn't Wu Fan teach you seriously?" Wang Daofan said with a smile.
"I just secretly learned a little bit of the great elder's skills. In addition, the way of talismans and formations have quite a lot in common, so I figured out such a nondescript method on my own, which made the Prime Minister laugh. !" Liao Meng smiled sheepishly.
Wang Daofan smiled and said, "I have studied some of your Qingcheng Mountain skills, and I also feel that the way of talisman seals and the way of formations have a lot in common. It can even be said that talisman seals are drawn on talisman paper. Formation!"
As soon as these words came out, Liao Meng was suddenly startled, and a huge wave surged in his mind. He felt that the dark clouds that had been shrouding his formation method were at this moment. After hearing Wang Daofan's words that went straight to the heart of the Tao, , all dispersed.
"Fu Zhuan... Formation..." After dreaming, he felt that sometimes the thoughts in his mind were like wild horses running wild, running in all directions, and sometimes they were like rusty carts, unable to move even an inch.
What he didn't know was that three illusory blue lotus flowers had gathered above his head.
At this time, Sima Nan's figure suddenly appeared next to Meng, raised his hand and drew a Tai Chi Yin Yang Bagua diagram in Meng's hand.
Under this picture, the dreamer suddenly woke up from a dream and said softly, "I understand!"
At this moment, he completely understood the essence of the art of formation and the art of talismans and seals. He had already reached great success in both avenues!
"The way of talismans and formations both allow power to operate according to specific laws, but the former engraves the rules on the talisman paper and then relies on the internal force of the warrior to activate it. The category of the way of formations is Broader, this law can not only be engraved on mountains and rivers, but can also be inspired by various media." Liao Meng's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and the three green lotuses above his head sprinkled green The glow coated his body with a cyan outline.
With a smile in his eyes, Wang Daofan took back the hand he had just raised to reach for Meng's palm without leaving any trace. He turned to Sima Nan who was beside him and said with a smile, "You have gained a good disciple in Qingcheng Mountain!"
Sima Nan also looked at Meng with admiration, "Haha, it's also the blessings of the ancestors of Qingcheng Mountain that prevent Qingcheng Mountain from losing its incense with me."
