It's over, it's over, it's over.
Wu Wan was lying on the wooden board with his hands folded on his chest and his face was very peaceful.
It’s all fake, it’s all fake, it’s all fake, it doesn’t exist, it’s full of fallacies!
The theories of cultivation that I have mastered actually come from an old guy who got stuck on the path of cultivation after entering the Immortal Realm at the beginning!
Isn't this a lie?
Isn't this a cultivation scam?
The book "Qingmu Leifa Sanxian Taoist Annotations" that Su Qing bought in exchange for it at the Beiye market was regarded as a heavenly book;
That was the work of his spiritual enlightenment. Even when he performed the Aoki Thunder Method later, he would call him Sanxian Taoist.
When he thought of this, Wu Wan felt uncomfortable all over and moved around on the wooden board.
Later, he also collected a complete set of Taoist Sanxian's works in the human realm, from elementary formations to new knowledge of elixirs, from elementary weapon refining to the cultivation of spiritual herbs.
Wu Wan finally understood why there was no introduction to Taoist Sanxian's life in any of the books.
He always thought this was a deceased old god!
No, it’s the old artist Dahuang!
But today, when this Taoist Sanxian sat on the wooden board not far from him...
What is this old man doing?
Wu Wan turned his head and frowned, and saw the old Taoist floating on the wooden board next door, humming a tune leisurely and writing on his bundle of books with a pen dipped in sea water.
The old Taoist raised his head, glanced at Wu Wan, and said with a smile:
"Young hero, don't be anxious, Pindao will sign them for you one by one. I am really serious about collecting such a comprehensive collection of works by Pindao.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written, I’m rusty, I’m always laughing. "
Wu Wang:......
Lin Suqing, who was sitting cross-legged on the other end of the board, had her shoulders twitching and almost laughed.
Wu opened his mouth in vain, and gall almost came out of his throat.
The education he received in his previous life told him that he should not attack this dying old man who exuded a little aura of old age just because of such a thing.
But not cursing is already the last tenderness of the young master.
He raised his hand a little, and a ray of fairy light enveloped the wooden plank, dragging him and Lin Suqing to row quickly north.
"Hey! Young hero! You haven't got the autographed scripture by Pindao yet!"
The Sanxian Taoist shouted, fumbled for a 'bamboo dragonfly' in his sleeve, and gently threw it up. The object stuck directly behind the wooden board.
The next moment, the bamboo dragonfly stirred up water splashes three feet high, and the wooden plank rode the wind and waves and chased north.
The old Taoist repeatedly let out strange screams of "woohoo", his long gray hair swayed wildly in the wind, and his thin old face was full of divine light.
After a while, Wu Wan was actually chased by this old Taoist...
"Young hero! You haven't got your book yet!"
"No more!"
"Hahahaha! Why is the young hero so rude!"
Wu Wan sat up and stared at the old Taoist, and suddenly his eyes fell on the bamboo dragonfly behind the wooden board.
propeller?
Wu Huan was slightly startled and secretly looked at the old man.
If this thing was made by him, an old wanderer from Blue Star, then of course there is nothing much to say, he is an old cheater.
But this thing actually came from the hands of an old man from the wilderness...
has a problem?
Wu Wan frowned, making the fairy light around the wooden board dim;
At this moment, he was just a Yuanxian realm spiritual cultivator who deliberately made his aura turbid to show his ordinaryness.
Soon, the two wooden boards slowly stopped, and a black line on the horizon could be seen with the naked eye.
Wu Wan stared at the old Taoist's movements and watched as the other party raised his hand and the 'bamboo dragonfly' flew from behind the wooden board and landed in the old Taoist's hand.
Taoist Sanxian narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said warmly: "Young hero, your book."
"Can you let me have a look at this treasure, Taoist Priest?"
"Naturally," Taoist Sanxian transformed the bamboo dragonfly into the size of a palm, placed it on top of the [Signed Scriptures], wrapped it with magic power, and pushed it to Wu Wan.
Wu Wang calmly put away the books, then picked up the magic weapon, looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but frown slightly.
This thing just looks like a 'bamboo dragonfly', wrapped in copper skin on the outside, but inside it has a series of mechanisms the size of rice grains.
Lin Suqing came up curiously and looked at it carefully, but couldn't see anything special about it.
The old Taoist Fu Xu chuckled softly and said warmly: "Take it if you like it. I don't have a long life. It's rare to meet a friend like you who is so obsessed with Pindao's works.
It is enough to have a confidant in life, what else does a poor person want? "
Wu Wu said calmly: "Senior, how did you make this thing?"
"Oh ho ho ho."
Taoist Sanxian held his beard and chuckled, his eyes full of smiles, "Pindao calls himself Sanxian, which refers to his pioneering innovations in books, weapon refining, and formations."
Wu Wan pinched the 'bamboo dragonfly' with his fingers and said calmly: "That should be the three new Taoists."
"Hey, new sounds have the same salary, and the fire of the human realm is passed down from generation to generation. The three human emperors are also called the guardians of the fire. The poor man calls himself the three new ones. Isn't that an insult to the sages?"
Taoist Sanxian smiled and said, "That's why Pindao's Taoist name today is Sanxian."
"Senior, can you tell me how this thing was made?"
"Are you asking about the refining method inside, or about the forward thrust generated by the rotation of the iron pieces?"
Wu Wang asked: "Where does the latter come from?"
Taoist Sanxian made a gesture to signal Wu Wang to be calm and calm.
He groped in his wide sleeves for a while and took out a paper pinwheel used by ordinary children.
Then, the Taoist said slowly in a persuasive tone:
"Come on, let's look here. This is a windmill that is common at temple fairs. Blow on it like this, and...
Look, isn't it amazing? It spins. "
Veins popped up on the back of Wu Wan's hands, and he tried hard to maintain an elegant smile on his lips.
The old Taoist began to talk eloquently, explaining how the windmill rotated and swayed, and taught Wu Wan how to draw inferences from one instance and think in reverse.
"Pindao was thinking, if this windmill spins by itself, will it be able to produce forward and backward wind?"
While speaking, the old Taoist took out a paper book without a cover from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Wan.
Wu Wan opened it and took a few glances. Inside it was Taoist Sanxian's thinking process.
From an ordinary paper pinwheel that was originally painted with charms and used for prayer, to a study of the formation sails of merchant ships in the human domain, there is even a sketch of a new propeller ship drawn by this veteran.
The more Wu Wang looked at it, the more he felt that this old man...
He was reincarnated into the wrong world and era.
Lin Suqing asked from the side: "Senior, this thing looks quite magical. Why haven't we seen such a treasure in the human realm?"
"Actually, Pindao made dozens of them," Taoist Sanxian looked a little gloomy and said with a smile, "But they were only distributed to some friends. They were also sent to Tiangong Pavilion before, but they were turned away."
Lin Suqing asked: "Is it because your cultivation level is not high, senior?"
"This has nothing to do with cultivation," Taoist Sanxian sighed, "In fact, it has something to do with cultivation."
Lin Suqing was a little confused.
Wu Wan closed the book and said seriously:
"The Taoist priest said it has nothing to do with cultivation. He means that the Tiangong Pavilion in the Human Realm does not look at the cultivation level of the monks, but at the other person's understanding of the art of weapon refining.
But the Taoist priest also said that it has something to do with cultivation, because cultivation limits the Taoist priest's vision.
The Taoist priest felt that this object was a breakthrough treasure, but he ignored the high-level immortals' own escape speed and the high-level magic weapons they could refine.
In other words, although the treasure of the Taoist Master is exquisitely conceived, it is of little use to monks above the Yuanxian Realm. "
Taoist Sanxian gave Wu Wan a thumbs up and praised: "Young hero is really insightful, he can see the disadvantages of this thing at a glance."
Lin Suqing also showed a little surprise on her face.
Taoist Sanxian sighed softly, sat on the wooden board and looked at the land to the north, and said slowly:
"Pindao has been busy for half his life and has made many novelty gadgets, but they are of no great use.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t mention it, it doesn’t matter if you don’t mention it.
Young heroes, where are you two going? "
Wu Wang glanced at Lin Suqing, who immediately said: "We originally wanted to go to the ends of the earth and then see if there was any way to earn spiritual stones in the southeast region.
Our sect is not that big, so my uncle and I can only run around for the sect’s expenses. "
The old Taoist was quite emotional and said with a smile: "Supplying the sect is indeed a difficult task. Do you have a way?"
Su Qing shook her head, looked at Wu Wang and said, "We can only take one step at a time."
"I see," Old Taoist Fu Xu chuckled, "In the past two thousand years, Pindao has been traveling between the Human Domain and the Southeast Region, and he also has some connections in the Southeast Region."
Wu Wan immediately said: "Senior, there is no need to worry."
"Why bother?" Lao Dao stared at Wu Wan with warm eyes, "After studying so many of Ping Dao's works, you and I can be considered close friends."
Wu Wan had cross veins popping up on his forehead and gritted his teeth and said:
"Speaking of this matter, can Taoist Master explain... How can Taoist Master guarantee that these books of yours can help people cultivate Taoism and become immortals?"
Taoist Sanxian spread his hands: "I can't guarantee it. Which book did Pindao write that these are the immortal methods that can be used to cultivate immortals?"
Wu Wang scolded: "Then you still dare to write scriptures for others to read!?"
"These are the principles."
Taoist Sanxian smiled and said:
"You see, there is an immortal who understands one hundred percent of the truth, but he cannot teach others and can only express one point.
Although a poor Taoist only understands 10% of the truth, he can tell others 90%. Why can't he write scriptures and convey insights? "
Lin Suqing also said: "But these are not necessarily correct?"
“What’s right and what’s wrong?”
Taoist Sanxian laughed and said, "My fellow Taoist's concept of Taoism is too narrow!"
Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines, but his voice suddenly calmed down and he said:
"I remember reading records that Emperor Fuxi established the realm of cultivating Taoism, and all extraordinary people established sects one after another.
Taoist Priest, you haven’t even understood cultivation yourself, and ascending to the Immortal Realm is like using elixirs to encourage you, how dare you..."
Taoist Sanxian smiled calmly and said sincerely: "That's why Pindao didn't let the vendors who published the book write about Pindao's Taoist realm.
The matter of earning spiritual stones is not shabby. "
"This is fraud!"
Wu Wan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
His education does not allow...
Unexpectedly, Taoist Sanxian said proudly: "To be honest, although there are not many ways out for poor Taoists to refine weapons, these scriptures are constantly being circulated. Although there is not much echo within the human realm, they are also popular outside the human realm." Very famous.”
bass!
Wu Wang stood up directly, his figure suspended above the sea.
Taoist Sanxian was startled. He covered his collar and shouted, "Young hero, what are you going to do?"
"For, people, do, the way!"
Wu Wan spat out these four characters between his teeth, raised his hand and lit a beam of fairy light to wrap around Taoist Sanxian, and pounced directly on him.
A scream echoed between heaven and earth.
Lin Suqing covered her face with her hands. She couldn't bear to look at the miserable situation of the veteran, and then she heard:
"Young hero, calm down! Beating Pindao to death will do no good to young hero!"
"Pindao just writes what he knows and learns into a book! He has not deceived others at all...Young man! You brat! If you have the ability to be cruel, you are not a hero if you only hurt but not hurt. It depends on whether Pindao will blackmail you or not! "
"Still fighting! Ouch! I'm fighting with you!"
"Young hero, spare your life, I'm wrong, wrong. Those books were written by me two thousand years ago. I was so greedy for profit at that time!"
After a while.
Wu Wang and Lin Suqing sat on the wooden board one after the other, surrounded by a little fairy light, floating towards the shore.
Not far behind them, the old Taoist who was tied to a wooden board with a swollen head and trembling body was drifting with the current.
"Uncle Master," Lin Su chuckled, "Don't be angry."
"Why am I angry?"
Wu Wang crossed his arms, gritted his teeth and cursed:
"This old man is really doing a lot of harm to people!
Now I have to understand it all over again and correct the mistakes I made before bit by bit! "
Lin Su covered his mouth and smiled softly, then asked: "Uncle, have you checked? Is that person hiding his cultivation?"
"We have checked," Wu Wang said, "He is indeed in the realm of immortality. The sense of dissonance caused by being stuck in a realm for such a long time cannot be faked."
Lin Su nodded lightly and said, "Then you should really teach him a lesson."
"Just let him suffer some physical pain."
Wu Wan looked in all directions and said: "It seems that we can only land here and then find a way to Yuncheng."
"Three hundred miles to the northeast from here, there is a large city where human beings gather."
"Avoid that place," Wu Huan thought carefully, "find a path with villages and towns, relatively primitive clans, and some not too strong ferocious beasts."
Lin Su nodded slightly and immediately took out a map and looked at it carefully. She had marked many words on it.
After watching for a while, she suddenly thought of something, looked up at Wu Wan, and whispered:
"Master Nephew, I obey."
Wu Wan's mood changed from gloomy to sunny, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he continued to look into the distance.
…
The sect was destroyed and the sect leader's cave was destroyed.
Several figures flew into the sect-destroying formation, and a little bit of fresh air flowed into the formation. Immediately, the sect-destroying elders stepped forward to greet them.
It was several immortals from the Xuannv Sect who came. The leading female immortal was wearing a bamboo hat and a long dark blue dress. After greeting the elders of the Mie Sect, she went straight to the sect master's bedroom.
None of the guards dared to stop him. Even the great elder just glanced at him thoughtfully, and finally decided not to ask.
Without him, it was no one else but the quasi-sect master's wife in their eyes, the Xuannv Sect Tianyan Saint, Ling Xiaolan.
Fairy Ling's body floated across the arch bridge in front of the door, her two jade feet wrapped in long boots emitted a little fairy light, her toes pointed downwards, and she raised her hand to take off her bamboo hat.
"Brother Wuwang, can I come in?"
A chuckle soon came from inside the cave: "That's where the fairy comes in."
The door of the cave opened slowly, Ling Xiaolan tapped her toes and floated into it.
'Wu Wang' came out of the inner cave and took the initiative to greet him with a slight smile.
Mu Daxian ran out of the inner hole on the other side with the eared mouse and the small lamp, and yelled "Oooh" as he had rehearsed before, and played with the small lamp for a while.
——This move is to distract visitors.
"Brother Wuwang," Ling Xiaolan said softly, "Don't worry too much. I just heard someone talk about Brother Lin being arrested, but I didn't know that you were actually...
I should be by your side, so I can help you. "
'Wu Wang''s eyes were full of tenderness, and he said warmly: "Fairy, alas, I won't mention this matter anymore, I'm depressed."
Ling Xiaolan stared at 'Wu Wang' with a little concern in her eyes.
Suddenly, she frowned slightly, and there was a dagger in her hand.
"Brother Wuwang, do you remember when, where and where you and I first met?"
'Wu Wang' said: "I am in Beiye."
"Where in Beiye?"
"The clan, where else can it be?"
Clang!
The dagger in Ling Xiaolan's hand was unsheathed, waves of light rippled on the sword, and wisps of ice-cold aura filled the air.
"Wrong answer."
'Wu Wan' couldn't help but raise his hands to rest on his forehead. A little gray air filled his body, and he transformed into a graceful figure. His originally slim Taoist robe suddenly bulged.
She only appeared for a moment, and then immediately resumed her disguise as Wu Wan.
Ling Xiaolan had put away the dagger in her hand, thought for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "When did he go?"
"Fairy is so smart," Miao Cuijiao said with a smile, "It's been more than half a month since she left."
"This would be too risky."
"Don't worry, Sect Master... Well, I have a complete plan, but this matter must be kept secret, and I will work hard both overtly and covertly."
Ling Xiaolan nodded and said slowly: "In that case, I will also stay here to help you cover."
Miao Cuijiao smiled and said: "The fairy didn't want to find him?"
Ling Xiaolan said:
"Since he has a plan, if I act rashly, won't I cause trouble for him?
Although the elder's role is good, some of the essence of Brother Wuwang is always missing.
I'm helping you from the side. With my name as the Saint of Tianyan, I should be able to attract the attention of others and proactively reveal our whereabouts to Tiangong.
Here, I can help him better. "
Miao Cuijiao:......
Win, this fairy definitely wins.
With her calmness at this moment, the sect leader will never be able to escape her claws!
Ling Xiaolan added another sentence: "At this time, the elder is showing his face to others. I also need to keep an eye on the elder's words and deeds, so as not to cause him any trouble."
'Wu Wang' gave a thumbs up and raised his hand in greeting.
"Fairy, I have some shortcomings in this narrative. Please point it out in detail."
Ling Xiaolan bowed and saluted, then floated to the desk next to her.
Within half a day, the news that Saint Tianyan returned to Little Golden Dragon's side spread to a small extent in the human world, satisfying the enthusiasm of many melon-eating Taoists.
Again, three days later.
'Wu Wang' and Ling Xiaolan set off for the main pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion, and it was said that they had another quarrel with Pavilion Master Liu.
Although the treasure refining conference is in full swing, the most discussed news in Fuyu City at the moment is still about the little golden dragon and the Tianyan Saint.
Gossip is the great way.
…
At the same time, in the southeastern region of the wilderness, there was a village in the mountains in the south.
The sunset, the bonfire, a group of laughing people dancing around the bonfire.
They have a pair of rabbit ears. The man's rabbit ears are larger and droop downwards, while the woman's rabbit ears are smaller and stand upward, which is a unique sight.
The men and women here are all quite tall, and their thighs look like...
Very exciting.
Wu Wan and Lin Suqing put on their clan's long robes and jumped around the campfire. Wu Wan's hearty laughter continued to float everywhere.
These aliens were also quite good at making noises. Wu Wang was quickly surrounded by a group of men, and Lin Suqing was also surrounded by a group of women.
They kept shouting "oh" and "oh", and finally pushed the two people together, allowing their bodies to collide.
Wu Wang refused and quickly dodged.
Lin Su chuckled non-stop, blinked at Wu Wan, and his face turned red.
Someone shouted a few more times, as if there was a new 'play'.
Wu Wan was pulled away by the men and told to close his eyes and not look too much; the women took out hijabs to cover themselves, but Lin Suqing was pulled to a bamboo house not far away to hide with several rabbit girls. Look outside.
Just listen to a powerful voice:
"Guests from afar! Can you find the person who is most destined to you? Look back."
Wu Wan was a little confused in his heart, why did this voice sound familiar?
He turned around and saw a row of women, and quickly concluded that Lin Suqing was not there.
But the two of them came here not to travel around and experience the exotic customs.
One is to collect information, and the other is to see if he can find a reasonable excuse to enter Yuncheng to add an extra layer of cover for himself.
The surrounding rabbit tribesmen looked at him expectantly, and Wu Wan whispered to Lin Suqing: "I found you."
Lin Suqing blinked, and then saw Wu Wan walking towards the row of women.
Wu Wan said: "I'll tease them."
Lin Suqing:...
Sure enough, I want more maids!
Suddenly, Wu Wan saw a woman's gown trembling slightly, and said with a smile, "Nephew, are you here?"
The woman sneered, but what came out was a slightly coy male voice...
"Look, we are destined, right?"
Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines.
The woman lifted her hijab, turned on the spot, and with a soft sound, she transformed into an old man in blue robe, winking at Wu Wan.
"Young hero, do you think this is a coincidence?"
Wu Wangdao was heartbroken.
Then, he realized something was wrong.
Is this Taoist Sanxian following them secretly?
Could it be that he is some kind of hidden master who has misjudged him?
