"The Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors of Morality were famous after the Xia Dynasty, Shang Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty. The seven heroes and the five hegemons fought against each other in the Spring and Autumn Period, rising and falling in an instant."
"There are a few lines of names in the history of Qing Dynasty, and there are countless barren hills in Beimang."
"The fields of the forefathers are harvested by the ones of the future generations. It is said that there is a fight between the dragon and the tiger!"
Jail suddenly took a picture of the old man sitting on the second floor of the teahouse. He was articulate and had a loud voice.
"Today we will continue from the last chapter of the book and tell the story of 'The Demon Queen Mother used poisonous tactics and the Master cleverly set up a chess game'." The old gentleman said and started to talk.
But this time, before he could continue, he heard someone shouting from below: "I've heard Master's story eight hundred times, can there be something new?"
The old gentleman was not angry either. He played with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "The same story, told by different gentlemen, has different flavors. Just like Mr. Zhao from the Lotus Garden on Qian Street, he tells it with great force and grandeur. Mr. Wan, the storyteller who came to our building a few days ago, said something weird and magical. Those colleagues who passed by in the square to make a living, said something very superficial and revealing. "
"If I want to say it, I'll tell you some anecdotes that people don't know, and then tell some of the causes and consequences, so that you won't want to move your feet."
But before the words were finalized, the person who had been shouting before said: "No matter how fancy you say, you can still change the ending, let the demon queen live, will the master be in trouble?"
"A new one! A new one!"
The words were said so frivolously that most of the people present had no reaction even though they found it harsh.
However, there was a martial arts man who was extremely dissatisfied. He slapped the knife on the table, stood up and walked over to the rogue who was uttering wild words.
Wu San, a gangster who had been hanging out on the street for a long time, looked up and saw a face with two scars on it, and he trembled in fright.
Before he could say some witty words to beg for mercy, he was grabbed by the man with the knife and carried out the door.
Then, the screams of the ruffian Wu San came from outside the building.
From the screams of air leaking from his mouth, he must have had a mouth full of teeth knocked out.
The old gentleman sat at the table and said with a smile: "As a teacher who never forgets the past, you should remember to be more polite when you go out. It is better not to say some things casually."
"However, since I want to hear something new, I will tell you something new!"
"I wonder if everyone has ever heard of the Chongsheng Cult?"
"And the story about the three saintly immortals who went to Mang Mountain at night and rescued the fisher girl in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave?"
Everyone downstairs shouted "I haven't heard of it".
Then the old gentleman told the story in a eloquent and interesting manner.
A story that was supposed to be simple, about manifesting a saint and saving people, but it was told with so many ups and downs that it made people feel heartbroken.
On a small table near the window, Cao Zhe sat there alone, with a pot of wine and peanuts, listening to stories, almost no different from the guests around him.
"The Chongsheng Sect...a new sect I've never heard of?"
"Is it a new trick created by the White Lotus Sect? Or is it a trick of the competitors?" Cao Zhe was thinking vaguely as he drank the rather crude wine.
The wine of the human world is naturally not as tasty as the immortal wine of heaven.
But what Cao Zhe drank was not the taste, but the air of fireworks in this world.
Looking out the window into the distance, the whole street is very prosperous.
This small town in the south is neat and clean, with people coming and going.
Most people have vivid expressions on their faces.
This is enough to show that Zhang Bairen did a very good job.
He managed this country very well.
"But who is the fisherman girl who was rescued?"
"With the guidance of the immortal, it is destined that although the fisherman girl is ordinary, the child in her belly is extraordinary."
"My master has been missing for five years, but it turns out that he has entered reincarnation, rebuilt his life, and returned to the mortal world."
"The child in the fisherman's belly is the master who has not yet been born after reincarnation..." The old man's voice was so loud that Cao Zhe couldn't help but hear it.
Looking up at the old gentleman, Cao Zhe's face was filled with question marks.
How could he be reincarnated into the belly of a fisherman while he was sitting here enjoying a glass of wine?
Looking at the old gentleman again, he was ordinary, nothing surprising.
Obviously, he is not a practicing person. He deliberately talks nonsense here and does not provide guidance.
"It seems that I haven't shown up for nearly five years. Some people are dishonest and plan to use me as a cover to cause trouble?"
"Ha! How courageous!" Cao Zhe casually turned the wine glass in his hand into gold and left it on the table. Then his figure dispersed like clouds of smoke and disappeared from where he was originally sitting.
Hengshan is located in the southeast of Sanxiang.
Known as Nanyue, the mountains are majestic and stretch for thousands of miles.
There are many strange peaks in the mountains, soaring into the sky. There are many inaccessible places, and there are also hermits hiding here, so it is said that there are many magical miracles.
There is a peak in Hengshan Mountain called Huiyan Peak. It is said that every night when the northern geese fly south, a group of geese flying over this peak will sing their necks and keep turning around, as if they are reluctant to leave.
The waist of the peak is covered with pines and ancient cypresses, and the top of the peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult for people to visit.
There is a concave valley under the peak, which is about ten miles in diameter.
But there are strange flowers everywhere, bright streams crisscrossing each other, and pines and plums growing thickly.
Surrounded by shallow peaks on three sides, the scenery is pure and beautiful.
It was originally some woodcutter hunters who went into the mountains to hunt and cut wood, and they lived here temporarily.
Later, the Emperor of Chu implemented various methods of reclaiming mountains and transforming fertile farmland. He also stipulated that scholars who wanted to serve as officials should practice Haoran's spirit and sit in local villages for two years to prevent monsters and ghosts from harming people. After they were old enough, they could enter the capital to take the exam. Then more people are willing to move here and live together.
Today, there are nearly a hundred families with simple folk customs. They work at sunrise and rest at sundown, and cultivate their own land. They appear to be indifferent to the world, and they are nothing more than a paradise.
But Cao Zhe, after disappearing from the teahouse, appeared here in an instant.
He stopped a boy riding on the back of an ox and asked softly, "Do you know where the Sanxian Cave is?"
The boy looked at Cao Zhe with some fear, but when he saw the crisp candy that Cao Zhe handed over, he laughed again, licked the crisp candy, and pointed to the place halfway up the mountain behind him, which was covered by clouds and mist.
Cao Zhe looked up and squinted slightly.
"Interesting!" Cao Zhe said.
Although he has not stepped into the human world for five years, the control of the Red Dust Network on the human world has been greatly weakened.
However, Cao Zhe was only able to calculate the 'rough' location and did not directly locate the specific home base.
I have to say that these three immortals of the Chongsheng Sect are really quite capable.
Perhaps it was these abilities that made them mistakenly think that they could use the title of 'Master' to make a fuss?
With a flash of figure, Cao Zhe instantly appeared in the Sanxian Cave halfway up the mountain.
A large number of formations were arranged at the entrance of the cave, some of which looked familiar to Cao Zhe.
"White Lotus Sect, Wu Sheng Sect...and the Secret of Martial Arts Mountain, ha! It's even more interesting." Cao Zhe turned a blind eye to these formations and floated in directly.
The cave is narrow at first and then wide.
When we arrived at the heart of the mountain, there was a rather magnificent palace.
There are three figures, one man, two women, sitting on a red lotus platform, with thousands of worshipers kneeling below.
"Master reversed the catastrophe, and the sky lost its pillar. Five years ago, Master sacrificed his life to seal the supreme demon who was about to enter the world. The nearby demon is about to enter the world again, and Master's reincarnated body has not yet been born. To resist the demon, we must We have to rely on our own strength." said the woman sitting in the middle.
"My three immortals are the protectors of the Master. They were born because they couldn't bear the loss of life in the world."
The crowd below prostrated one after another, saying, "Red Jade Fairy is compassionate," Tiansu Fairy is compassionate, and "Feng Daxian is compassionate."
Cao Zhe showed a strange and sarcastic expression, because although the three immortals could barely open the immortal gate, they were definitely not Hong Yu, Vole Demon and Feng Sheng.
