Yunjing Mountain.
A small pool of green water.
The water color is turquoise and green. Although it is not big, it is obviously very deep.
Sitting on the edge of Bitan was this middle-aged Taoist. He was wearing a Longhushan Taoist robe. He had an ordinary appearance, the kind of person you wouldn't find if you were thrown into a sea of people. The Taoist robe is mended and can only be regarded as plain. It is not the yellow and purple color that best reflects the identity of the Tianshi Mansion.
The Taoist looked attentive, facing the deep pool, holding a green bamboo fishing pole in his hand, as if he was fishing, and the bamboo pole sank into the pool in a long line. If someone can look through the deep pool and see the top of the long line, he will find that there is no hook and no bait.
A green leaf floated by.
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly felt something in his heart. He reached out and picked up the green leaves in his hands. He looked at the uncertain veins and occasionally raised his hands to calculate the secrets.
From the beginning, everything is under control. Even if there are details, they will not affect the overall situation. The middle-aged Taoist priest looked leisurely and confident. Suddenly he frowned and stared at the green leaves.
However, I saw a vein spreading suddenly, stretching to all sides, with the tendency to entangle the entire leaf, but then the green leaves turned withered and yellow, and turned into a puff of powder floating away.
The middle-aged Taoist was stunned and speechless, watching the powder floating and worry on the water of the deep pool, his face darkened.
"Variables, variables, how could such a variable occur suddenly?"
The Taoist frowned. He was already a god-like figure. Overlooking the vicissitudes of the human world, he thought that he could be considered as one of the best in the "Thirteen A's of the Spring and Autumn Period" in different versions.
What on earth was it that I had not considered?
And what exactly could cause such a change?
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly remembered something and looked up in the direction of Huishan. A pair of deep eyes seemed to ignite dark fireworks that penetrated all mysteries.
Originally, there were waves of Qi rising in Huishan, some were strong and some were weak, and the strength was changing all the time, filling the sky. But no matter how strong or weak they are, they all appear dark and inexplicable, as if the spiritual light has been obscured.
But now the darkness has been swept away, and the tyrannical Qi that originally belonged to Xuanyuan Great Pan has dissipated, replaced by an upright and majestic Qi that shoots up into the sky, with a faint and strange and terrifying Qi. This Qi machine is so powerful that it absorbs the luck from all directions and seems to have the momentum to turn into a dragon.
"This..." The middle-aged Taoist's face changed slightly and he frowned: "If I am not mistaken, the owner of this Qi machine is undoubtedly Murong Tonghuang, who has caused a lot of commotion in Huishan recently. But how can this person be so virtuous and capable? , can the dragon swallow up the luck?"
"Such a tyrannical figure, if not curbed, will become another 'human massacre' figure like Xu Xiao, shaking Liyang's fate." The middle-aged Taoist sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his expression solemn, and the energy from all directions gathered. .
About a quarter of an hour later, a fluctuation suddenly appeared between the middle-aged Taoist's eyebrows.
The invisible energy flowed, and the fluctuations flew out into the distance, like a stream of light projected onto the energy on Huishan Mountain, staining it with a subtle blood-stained black air. And like a leech, it continues to absorb and grow.
"This luck is still weak, and it happened to be discovered by me. It should be used by me."
The middle-aged Taoist breathed out a sigh of relief, and his mind returned to the same state as before and now: "But since such a big event has happened, it's time to go to Huishan to have a look."
…
Longhu Mountain is the main court of Taoism. The Zhao family, a Taoist sect with the same surname as the Emperor, has been hereditary for more than sixty generations.
In a broad sense, almost everything west of the Shejiang River belongs to this Taoist immortal capital.
Together with the Zhang family who had a most holy teacher in the north who could be regarded as a teacher for all generations, they are also known as "North Zhang and South Zhao". The Northern Confucius and the Southern Master have complemented each other for thousands of years.
On the Shejiang River, a small boat went up the river.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Looking back at the success or failure of right and wrong..."
Yu Liancheng stood on the boat with his hands behind his back, his clothes were fluttering in the river wind, and his black hair was flying. There was a faint smile on his beautiful face, and he was unparalleled in elegance.
Suddenly, his heart sank slightly, and there was a slight warning sign, as if someone was plotting against him, but it passed quickly, as if it was just an illusion.
After some calculations with his fingers, he already had a calculation in his mind, but he didn't rush to deal with it, but there was a sneer inadvertently at the corner of his mouth.
"Good words, I don't think that the young master is not only extraordinary in martial arts, but also elegant in literary style. He recited it casually, which is a famous poem through the ages..." Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who looked like an elf in black clothes and black skirt, stood behind Yu Liancheng, his beautiful eyes twinkling. Full of luster.
She has a father who is a Confucian sage and has been influenced by him since she was a child. She is quite accomplished in literature. What's more, even a mountain fisherman can appreciate the extraordinary quality of this poem.
"I didn't just accidentally listen to other people's chants." Yu Liancheng shrugged and said with a smile: "If I were to do it, it would probably be 'Shejiang, there are so many people, and the bastard has four legs'."
"Pfft" came a sweet laugh, but it was Murong Wuzhu who was sitting on the bow of the boat holding up her long skirt. Her pair of white and tender little feet were placed in the water, kicking the water and swinging around.
"Tonghuang, you clearly speak well, but every time you say you heard someone else sing it. My sister has lived with you since she was a child. Why haven't I heard it?" Murong Wuzhu blinked, his long eyelashes fluttering, and there was a look in his eyes. It seems like something called innocence is rippling.
"If you want to take care of it, you're the only one who talks a lot." Yu Liancheng knocked Murong Wuzhu on the head.
"Hmph, I'm the elder sister, and I told you not to knock on the head." Murong Wuzhu pouted, and kicked water towards Yu Liancheng with his bare feet.
"Hmph, let's see what happens."
Not to be outdone, Yu Liancheng reached out and poured water on Murong Wuzhu.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at this pair of siblings with envy. Although she had many cousins in Huishan, most of them were at odds with each other. Everyone had their own agenda. For the sake of a little profit, they will deliberately plot against the other party.
The water-splashing battle ended quickly. How could Murong Wuzhu be Yu Liancheng's opponent? After a while, he was wet all over and his hair stuck to his cheeks. A plain white dress clings to her body, outlining her delicate figure. Not only is she not embarrassed, but she has a hint of alluring beauty that makes people dare not look directly but cannot turn their eyes to her.
"Prince Tong, I'm ignoring you." Murong Wuzhu ran to the boat to change his clothes and kicked Yu Liancheng. But he couldn't bear to kick too hard, and almost got caught barefoot, so he ran away like a little rabbit.
"Qingfeng, Longhu Mountain and Huishan are old neighbors. Are you familiar with Longhu Mountain?"
Yu Liancheng looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng with a smile. The sunlight fell on his face, making everyone look warm and gentle, as if it could melt the ice and snow.
But Xuanyuan Qingfeng knew that this gentle face could be torn apart at any time and turned into a demonic and domineering one, without regard for anyone.
But this is also part of his charm.
Guqi
"Know something." Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded and told everything he knew.
"There are three pillars of Taoism in the world. Longhushan is highly regarded by the current imperial court and has been the leader of Taoism for hundreds of years. Each of the four great heavenly masters has more mysterious powers than the last, and there are more geniuses. Almost every generation there will be one or two who are expected to be masters. You can’t teach a genius.”
"Especially fifty years ago, there was Qi Xuanzhen, who single-handedly slaughtered the six guardians of the Demon Sect. His cultivation reached the sky. It's a pity that until he emerged at the Demon Slaying Platform in Longhu Mountain, this real person never competed with Wang Xianzhi. Otherwise, the number one ranking in the world will not remain empty."
"The four great heavenly masters are Zhao Xiyi, Zhao Xituan, Zhao Danping, and Zhao Danxia. Zhao Xiyi is the highest seniority, and it seems that no news has ever been leaked. He is mysterious and unpredictable. Zhao Xituan is the second highest seniority, but has the least real power. Zhao Danxia and Zhao Guoshi are in charge of the world's Taoist sects and are powerful princes. , earned the reputation of 'Prince in Feather Clothes'. Zhao Guoshi's younger brother Zhao Danping spent most of the year preaching in the capital, and his reputation was not inferior to that of Zhao Danxia."
"Zhao Jingchen, a clan member of the Zhao family, is responsible for the reception of the palace. Bai Yu, who was awarded the title of Purple by the Emperor, is responsible for theoretical debates and often gives lectures. Qi Xianxia, who is also surnamed Taoist at the same time as Mr. Bai Lian, only practices swordsmanship. Occasionally, it is said that Jing is a Taoist swordsman. …”
Obviously, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had done some homework before following Yu Liancheng to Longhu Mountain. At this time, the important figures in Tianshi Mansion were introduced one by one, and the factions were clearly divided.
"All branches of the Tianshi Mansion are connected with the same energy, each has its own glory and complements each other, which is why the leader of the sect of Longhu Mountain is as prosperous as it is today."
Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly showed a smile, with a hint of schadenfreude: "Of course, Tianshi Mansion is by no means monolithic. Fifty years ago, Qi Xuan frame defeated Tianshi Mansion, and now Bai Lian Sir, Qi Xianxia both have the surname of Zhao, and their masters are weak but their branches are strong, and the intrigues among them are probably not as small as those of the Xuanyuan family."
When she mentioned the words "Xuanyuan Family", there was no unnecessary fluctuation on her face. She didn't know if she really didn't care at all, or maybe her thoughts were deeper.
The boat goes down the Shejiang River, merges into the Longwang River, and enters the Qinglong River. The scenery along the coast is picturesque and the sceneries are flowing. When I looked up again, Longhu Mountain was not far away.
…
A bamboo raft went down the Qinglong River. On the bamboo raft stood a young Taoist priest wearing a yellow and purple robe. He was very tall and did not use a paddle. He floated along the river with a chic smile on his face.
Taoist priest Huang Zi calls him Zhao Ningyun, and he has a very important background.
His father is Zhao Jingchen, who is ranked number one in the generation of "Jing", and his grandfather is Zhao Danxia, the headmaster of Longhu Mountain, Prime Minister in Yuyi, and one of the four heavenly masters.
Zhao Ningyun stood with his hands behind his back, his Taoist robes fluttering, and with his rather unearthly face, he had a somewhat ethereal and unrestrained posture. Some literati who were looking for immortals in Longhu Mountain expressed their admiration and yearning when they saw this scene.
Zhao Ningyun enjoyed this kind of gaze, but soon found that everyone's gaze shifted, looking at a ship that was about to cross him, with eyes fixed and stunning expressions on their faces.
But when Zhao Ningyun saw the three figures on the boat, he couldn't help but show the same surprise.
A white dress floats in the air, captivating the country and the city.
She was wrapped in black clothes and had a beautiful appearance.
A man of unparalleled splendor and transcendence.
There are many Taoist sisters, sisters and aunts on Longhu Mountain, but no one seems to be as good as these three.
Especially the last person, Zhao Ningyun clearly recognized it as a man, but he still had to admit that his every move exuded an intoxicating charm that transcended the beauty of appearance.
Women are not taboo in Longhu Mountain. If you can hug and kiss these three beauties, it will be a great pleasure in life.
When the mind thinks something, something happens.
The young Taoist Huang Zi, who was very favored in Longhu Mountain, raised his arms and landed lightly on the opposite boat. He smiled and said: "Zhao Ningyun, the Taoist from Tianshi Mansion, dare to ask the three of you if you want to visit Longhu Mountain. Can you take the trail for me?" Lead the way.”
Murong Wuzhu pursed his red lips and said with a wave of eyes: "You are a Taoist priest, we didn't invite you to get on the boat, why did you come up on your own?"
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had always been cold and arrogant, said in a slightly gentle voice: "We came from Huishan to visit the Four Heavenly Masters and want to get a dragon tail." In fact, he was worried that the moody master would suddenly suddenly He fell out and offended Longhu Shan for nothing.
Zhao Ningyun was obviously startled when he heard the word 'Huishan'.
But when I heard that they were here to ask for the dragon salamander, I couldn't help but smile.
The dragon salamander is a spiritual creature of heaven and earth. It is raised in the dragon pond and is extremely precious.
So what about Xuanyuan in Huishan? Can it be compared to Longhu Mountain, which is "the guest of gods in the Heavenly Palace and the home of the prime minister in Longhu Mountain"?
People in the world say it is the confrontation between Huishan and Longhu Mountain. But the heritage of Longhu Mountain is not comparable to that of Huishan. There have been so many immortals in the past.
But I have to say that the girls on Huishan Mountain are really smart.
Zhao Ningyun's mind suddenly turned around and he was already calculating, with a face that he thought was free and easy: "You three might as well follow the trail and report to the four heavenly masters from the trail. However, the four heavenly masters are high above and busy with their affairs, so the three of you may have more work to do." Wait a moment, in the meantime, we will entertain the three of you from the trail and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Longhu Mountain."
However, she still has no intention of giving up on kissing Fangze, and even wants to hug her from left to right.
Yu Liancheng said calmly: "Good dogs don't block the road, get out!"
Zhao Ningyun's expression changed immediately.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sighed and said: "Taoist Master, what we are looking for is the Great Heavenly Master. If you are not the Great Heavenly Master in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, please get out of the way."
Zhao Ningyun, who was ranked among the best in Longhu Shanning's generation, gave Yu Liancheng a gloomy look: "You dare to pretend to be Xuanyuan of Huishan. I'll capture you and send you to Huishan for punishment."
After Zhao Ningyun finished speaking, he took action boldly, and his words were also true to his father's words. He threw down a big hat first, did not give a chance to explain before taking action, and vented the bad anger in his heart before speaking.
As for these three people, if they are really Huishan Xuanyuan, it is just a misunderstanding.
However, these three people were all pretty beauties, so he was not ruthless in his attack, but rather teasing, trying to take advantage of them.
Plop!
Then for some reason, Zhao Ningyun fell into the water, flopping around and gulping down river water. With his martial arts and water skills, even if he fell into the water, he would be fine.
But for some reason, I couldn't bring up the true energy in my Dantian, and my hands and feet were weak. They just kept rising and falling, like a drowned dog.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "It seems that the lyrics I made before are still very appropriate, but I need to change it a little bit."
"I know how to change it." Murong Wuzhu said quickly: "There is a lot of water in Qinglong River, and the toad has four legs. He jumped into the water with a plop..." Before he finished speaking, he burst into a sweet smile, as bright as thousands of flowers blooming.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng sighed and shook her head. She clearly came to ask for help, but she offended people as soon as she came, but the corners of her lips could not help but raise a smile.
