It ruins the scenery.
The sudden appearance of the boy in white was really out of time.
The guests here are all quick-sighted people. They quickly took a look at the ugly face of the man in green robes, and then they understood in their hearts. Then they turned to look at the young man's eyes, and they were all very amused.
In the northern boundary of Huangting Kingdom, mountains and rivers are indistinguishable. Who wouldn’t be proud of the golden signboard of Dashui Mansion? How dare someone destroy Hanshi Jiangshui God's place, and even come to the Dashui Mansion with such arrogance? Are you really an old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living?
Sitting above the frail scholar, a feminine man who had cultivated himself as a water snake, raised his orchid fingers and slowly raised a wine glass. Facing the uninvited guest, the man had hot eyes and a handsome face. Virgins have always been his favorite, but he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. The young man in front of him was probably dead. He had ruined the face of the water god. He didn't dare to take them back to the mansion without authorization and enjoy them. He could only hope to move the body and do that. Tonight's late-night snack is on the plate. The man's voice is sharp and he smiles: "This glass of wine is for me to drink the unique gold and jade liquid of Jiang Dashui Mansion. A monk drinks one glass and it is worth ten days of hard training in the Paradise of Cave. After a layman drinks it, It’s not difficult at all to get rid of diseases and eliminate disasters. There’s still half a cup left. Do you want to try it?”
The young man in white crossed the threshold and stopped moving forward. He stood back and just looked at it. He looked around and paid no attention to this notorious and ferocious water spirit.
The feminine man laughed in anger, spit out his naturally long tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and finally laughed, "If you don't drink the toast, you will be fined, and you will die!"
He With a flick of his wrist, half a cup of golden wine spilled out. The eye-catching wine first suddenly stopped and floated in the air, and then dispersed. Drop by drop, dozens of drops of wine broke through the air together, heading towards the boy in white. , the speed of the strong bow and arrow was faster than that within a hundred steps, and there was a buzzing and whistling sound, the sound was terrifying.
If he cannot avoid it, the boy in white will definitely be covered in holes.
Just the ability to control water with one hand made some of the younger Qi practitioners present feel truly frightened.
Almost everyone feels that the overall situation has been decided.
The white-haired old man was no exception. When he saw the young man for the first time, he was surprised. He just shook his head gently. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but big ones are not afraid of tigers. Shuifu is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, where you can come and leave as soon as you want. It's a pity that this appearance and magnanimity have been wasted.
In the north of Aquarius Island, everyone knows that in the small temple of Huang Tingguo, the Hong emperor's imperial examination selection depends on whether the handwriting is beautiful first, and then whether the article content is well written. Both If they are all good, then the most critical thing is about to come. His Majesty will see who among the candidates for the palace examination has the most upright, handsome appearance!
The old man had already seen the study tour team including the young man in white on the county street. The old man had some knowledge of physiognomy and looked at the young man in white and his demeanor. He should have just a good skin, far away It would be better to stand thenThe other person next to the young man with Luokang, the young man in green shirt with a calm face, is the real jade of Taoism.
The old man no longer looked at the young man who was doomed to have a bleak ending, and turned to look at a young monk opposite who knew the truth. The old man's eyes were full of gloom.
The latter was keenly aware of the gaze of his elders and flinched slightly, but soon remembered that he had found a real supporter. Things were different now, so he straightened his back and felt calm. Smiling and raising a glass of wine, the old man turned a blind eye without smiling.
The old man was well-educated, but when the two young men around him saw this scene, they became angry on the spot and glared at the traitor who had become so complacent.
The Lingyun sect monk sitting alone opposite was the culprit of the previous turmoil. At the end of the massacre, he was bumped into by a passing cultivator. He was in the Lingyun sect. Among the disciples, the qualifications were mediocre, and they were not good at killing. They were unable to defeat the casual cultivators who were proficient in catching and fighting, so they quickly fled into the city. Afterwards, they had some leisure time and stayed leisurely at the Qiulu Inn. There is also the intention of using the inn and Mrs. Liu as amulets.
After his whereabouts were traced by the casual cultivator, this loyal cultivator, even at the risk of being regarded as an enemy by Qiulu Inn, still insisted on breaking in and fighting with Nagen Zhengmiao. The red spiritual monks fight again.
Not only did he smash the moon phase screen wall, but he was also deliberately led to nearby streets and alleys by Lingyun monks, who threw magic weapons and spells around, injuring many innocent people. More than 20 people have since given the powerful lords of the county and city an excuse to put pressure on the government. The casual cultivators were considered to be provocative and were killed first. As for the hidden story, everyone was dead and no one made any noise, even if there were some rumors. , then it’s just groundless speculation.
Those loose cultivators who do not want to be recorded by the government have always been disliked by all countries. They dare not treat them as street rats and beat them up, but they all hope to stay away from them and never come from their own jurisdiction. Be wild and cause trouble. Once these rootless duckweeds come into conflict with local snakes, as long as they are not the dragons who have reached the sky, the local court officials and Jianghu forces will definitely choose to side with their acquaintances.
To a large extent, the young monk who had betrayed his sect saw that the elder of his sect, whom he was originally in awe of, did not appreciate it. The young monk smiled slightly, raised his head and drank most of it in one gulp. After drinking a glass of wine and wiping the corners of his mouth, he lowered his head and said with a happy smile: "Even if I have practiced hard for a hundred years in the Lingyun Sect, I still have no hope of reaching the fifth level. Now that I have been favored by the Water God, I have a bright future, so since I saw that From the first moment, the military advisor made up his mind to establish his own business. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Why should he use his useless reputation as a meal? Eat, so what? I never get a big meal, it’s just the leftovers from you guys.”
The young monk burped and laughed to himself. , no one saw the helplessness in this man's eyes. He slowly picked up a piece of delicious fish and glanced at the water from the corner of his eye.The young man in the Mansion's Confucian shirt murmured: "If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth, let alone such a big opportunity. Before me, I, a young monk in the Lower Five Realms, how many lives do I have to refuse the reward from the Water God?" "A gift?"
The white-haired old man opposite is the great elder of the Lingyun Sect's outer sect. The Lingyun sect is divided into inner and outer sects. This person is responsible for participating in the Hanshi River Water God Sacrifice Ceremony. The old man led the team down the mountain. The main purpose is to help several direct disciples sharpen their minds, gain a general understanding of the world and customs at the foot of the mountain, and take this opportunity to contact other forces and form some friendships. Good karma is the best.
The two young people attending the banquet with the old man tonight are both young leaders of the Lingyun sect. Behind one of them is the two-foot-long red snake, curled up into a ball, and next to the other. A huge black tiger prostrates on the ground.
Sitting next to each other, the two of them had a good scene, like a dragon and a tiger.
But just when almost everyone thought that the young man would definitely die, the performance of the young man in white was shocking.
He stood there, motionless, and let the wine droplets formed by the splitting of the golden jade liquid shoot out.
But those menacing water droplets hit the clothes of the boy in white, like a burst of snowflakes hitting a blazing furnace, and dissipated instantly.
The man in green robe nodded and said to himself: "The water method is not intrusive, which is interesting. No wonder I dare to make trouble."
He leaned forward slightly and looked towards The scribe asked with a smile: "Is there a mystery to the robe on the young man, or is there something else weird?"
The scholar-robed scribe below looked away from the young man, turned around and replied: "Probably not. Regarding the robe, my guess is that this person has a top-grade Taoist water-proof talisman hidden in his body. It is difficult for ordinary water magic to break the natural restrictions of that talisman."
The man in the green robe laughed dumbly, " Could it be that with this talisman by his side, this little kid can run amok in my Dashui Mansion?"
The Confucian scholar said with a smile: "Probably there are other reasons."
The man in green robe, who had always been lazy and bored, sat up slightly and said, "I wish I could."
Then he smiled and ordered the water snake monster, without any blame in his words, and said : "It's embarrassing. You are allowed to fight, but you are not allowed to use the mace, so as not to see the head explode again. You are happy, but you can't afford to offend the guests if they are disgusted."< /p>
The feminine man stood up with a smile and said, "Thank you, Master."
The boy in white took a few steps back. It turned out that he was going to sit on the threshold to rest. After sitting down, he walked around for a few seconds. The water snake monster who handled the case waved his hand, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, wait for me to finish my words first."
Tang Wenhao and Biejia looked at each other.
The man in green robe laughed loudly and drank from his glass.
Among the guests, there were two people sitting at the head of the traitors of the Lingyun Sect. They were both in the age group.Around thirty, he is high-spirited and sharp.
After seeing the young man in white’s style, they still looked down upon him.
One person carries a long sword on his back even when he is drinking, and the other person carries the sword horizontally on the case, which is only a few feet away from the right hand holding the sword.
These two people are clearly two famous sword cultivators. Although it is not clear whether their respective flying swords have been tempered and raised in a perfect climate, the sword cultivators are recognized as the most lethal among the Qi practitioners. , The cultivation base is the most accumulated, even the monks in the middle and fifth realms do not dare to underestimate any sword cultivator in the lower five realms.
Because every time the sword cultivator rises to a higher level, the power of the flying sword will be superimposed, and the cultivation level will increase far beyond that of ordinary Qi practitioners.
Especially in the lower five realms, the fragile natal flying sword will undergo earth-shaking changes once a sword cultivator successfully reaches the middle five realms.
Every sword cultivator who has entered or is expected to become the middle five realms, especially the young sword cultivators, will be the guests of all forces. There is a popular saying in the mountains. , "Among the middle five realms, Jiazi is experienced in Qi and a hundred-year-old swordsman."
The implication is that a sixty-year-old middle-level fifth-level god is no longer a genius, but a hundred-year-old swordsman is still an amazingly talented qi practitioner!
The two sword cultivators who visited Dashui Mansion together, one of them was a casual cultivator. According to legend, he received the true biography of a wandering master who belonged to the Taoist lineage and was given a magical weapon that can cut iron as hard as clay. Sharp weapon, the seal character is "hand blade".
One is a retreating disciple of the master of Fulongguan. The Taoism of Fulongguan belongs to the Waidan lineage of the Taoist Danding sect. He collects heavenly materials and earthly treasures, builds furnaces to refine elixirs, and takes medicine and food. Promote spiritual practice.
The treasure of Zhenshan is an ancient inkstone called Laojiao Inkstone, which is one of the ten famous inkstones in Aquarius Continent. On the edge of the inkstone, there is a tiny, old and thin dragon, sleeping and snoring lightly.
According to legend, the ancient Shu Kingdom was a land full of dragons, causing trouble and trouble. There are legends of immortals killing evil dragons and evil dragons everywhere.
It is said that this little old dragon sleeping soundly on the ancient inkstone is the remaining ancient species that escaped the disaster.
As for the young swordsman with the horizontal sword on the case, as the disciple of the head of Fulongguan, he came here this time to represent his sect and secretly talk to Hanshijiangshui Shen who was in the court. After discussion, they tried to upgrade Fulong Temple from "guan" to "palace".
For Taoist immortal sects, it is extremely difficult to obtain the word "palace" as the suffix of the sect. This is like the monarch of a country conferring the title of true monarch. The number is fixed and will not cause a disaster. No The king can have as many true kings as he wants. He will not just pick out a Taoist priest at random. Once he is recognized by the king, he will be able to obtain this honorary title. The Taoist sect of Aquarius Continent will send people to review and determine the right person. Is a real person qualified to be the true king of a country?
The young man in white, who behaved strangely from beginning to end, coughed, sat on the threshold and said loudly: "I am here today to teach you how to be a human being, well, and by the way, to teach you how to be a god." Damn it. Oh, I’m a little tired.”
Little.Nian had just begun to talk, but his expression was full of enthusiasm. He felt bored at first, so that the next three sentences were weak.
"As a human being, you should have a noble spirit and be a man of heaven and earth."
"When you are a god, since you have fought for that stick of incense, you must benefit the people, even if the divine way has collapsed. I want to prove that the fragrance is endless and I am not alone."
"As a ghost, the world does not want me to be born, but I want to prove immortality in the strong wind and spring thunder."
Originally. There were still some flattering words, but after they came out of the mouth of the boy in white, they completely changed their taste and seemed to be very meaningless.
The boy in white sighed, curled his lips, and said to himself: "Brother Aliang, you think this is okay, but I really can't."
The boy in white Sighing again and again, he stood up again, "Forget it, no more fun, no more fun, I'd better do my own business."
Then he turned to look at a deserted place and said : "How dare you imitate other people's chivalry and righteousness when you have so much ability? Do you really think you are A Liang? Now it's okay. My soul is flying and the lights are flickering. If I hadn't met me who is good at the art of the soul, where are you now? You don’t even know where you are, and you won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow. It depends on whether there is smoke coming out of your ancestral grave. Why bother?”
After the buttocks of the boy in white left the threshold, he stretched out his finger. Pointing at everyone in front of him, he said, "To be honest, in my eyes, everyone here is an ant."
There was silence.
The young man asked: "Don't you believe it?"
A moment later, the wine glass in the man's hand broke into pieces.
In the entire Dashui Mansion, there is only this righteous god of river water. Behind the young man in white, there seems to be a statue of a saint several feet tall. The aura of awe fills the sky and the earth. The statue stands on the altar and is standing. Looking down at the ants at your feet.
The green-robed man’s lips trembled.
The eleventh floor?
Or the twelfth floor?