The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

Yang Heng turned his head away, said with a slight smile, "It's nothing, it's just restlessness."

Since Er Ya just offended Yang Heng a few days ago, she didn't dare to ask more about Yang Heng's current affairs, so she could only hurry up and order the servants to start cooking.

Following the sound in the yard, Yang Heng's apprentices finally started to get up one after another.

At this time, Er Ya acted like an adult, directing the disciples who had already woken up to straighten their clothes, and then took them to the Sanqing Hall for morning lessons.

After the morning class, Yang Heng took Erya and his disciples to have breakfast, and then Yang Heng began to explain the mysteries of Taoism and the mysteries of supernatural powers to these disciples.

For such a long time, Yang Heng seldom taught his disciples personally, and Erya always did it for him. Therefore, Shouming and the others cherished Yang Heng's personal preaching.

Therefore, each of the eight apprentices had two servants beside them, and the function of these two servants was nothing else but to take notes.

Yang Heng was also helpless with the manners of these apprentices. Is there any accompanying student in this class?

Fortunately, what Yang Heng said was not some profound secret method, but just common sense in the cultivation world, so he was not afraid of being overheard by others.

However, when he was preaching, Yang Heng still found something different. It turned out that among these servants, there was one who was concentrating on every time Yang Heng preached.

And when he heard the beauty, he was beaming with joy, as if he had won the three flavors mentioned by Yang Heng.But none of Yang Heng's apprentices were as well-informed as he was.

This made Yang Heng love this servant, so he couldn't help adding some basic things when he talked about it, just to let this servant lay a solid foundation and start his journey of practice.

And this servant was also clever. Seeing Yang Heng suddenly start explaining the basics, he seemed to understand what Yang Heng meant immediately. He raised his head and smiled gratefully at Yang Heng.

And Yang Heng didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

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Time passed slowly in Yang Heng's daily routine, and soon it was the fifteenth day of July.

After lunch that day, Yang Heng put on his best Taoist robe (that is, the one given by Emperor Shunde) in order not to lose face in front of the Taoist seniors.

When it was time to light the lights, Yang Heng brought Erya and a few disciples to him in a hurry, and said to them, "I'm going to a Daoist event tonight, you all wait at ease in the Taoist temple, don't worry about me."

The other disciples were very obedient, and naturally agreed, only Erya pouted, wanting to say something.

But Yang Heng thought of the last time she went out privately, so he gave her a hard look, and immediately blocked what Er Ya wanted to say.

When the sky was getting dark, Yang Heng threw the crested hairpin into the sky, and the crested hairpin immediately turned into a golden phoenix and landed in front of Yang Heng.

After Yang Heng stepped onto the back of the phoenix, he sat down cross-legged. The phoenix let out a cry, and with a flick of its wings, it flew into the sky.

After flying into the air, Yang Heng took out the invitation card made of donated cloth that was given to him last time from his arms, and threw it in the air.

The silk cloth immediately burned in the sky, and then turned into a ball of golden light.

Then the golden light found its direction, as if it was flying towards a place, Yang Heng hurriedly patted the top of the fire phoenix, and the fire phoenix also hurriedly flapped its wings, chasing after the golden light.

Although the fire phoenix was as fast as lightning, it took nearly an hour to fly there. Only then did Yang Heng see a high mountain in the distance, and a little bit of starlight flickered on that mountain. Yang Heng knew that he had arrived at the place.

Just when Yang Heng wanted me to go down the mountain, I suddenly saw the sound of a dragon chant in the distance, and then a green dragon of more than ten meters galloped towards Yang Heng's side.

Yang Heng hurriedly held down the fire phoenix, and watched carefully. There were two monks, a man and a woman, sitting on top of the green dragon.

These two monks seemed to be only in their twenties, but their bodies emitted strong mana fluctuations as they moved, and it seemed that they had reached the extreme of being immortal.

Such two characters are already considered top in the cultivation world, except for a few ancestors of the earth immortals, these are the people who rule the roost.

Then there were figures from various factions either driving clouds or multipliers, and they kept gathering towards Laoshan.

At this time, the sound of golden bells sounded on Laoshan Mountain, and with the sound of these bells, the clouds in the sky gradually glowed with golden light.

When Yang Heng saw this situation, he couldn't help sighing that these old-fashioned monastic schools had profound backgrounds.

Just when Yang Hengwen was in a daze, he suddenly saw a flash of sword light on the Laoshan Mountain, and then, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl appeared in front of Yang Heng.

This little girl looks ordinary, but her actions are full of heroism, which makes people feel admiration.

The little girl came to Yang Heng's side with a flying sword, bowed, and asked in a crisp voice: "This master, is Daoist Yang Heng, the great master of the country."

Yang Heng nodded and said, "It's the poor way."

The little girl hurriedly saluted again, "Junior Liuli, I have met senior."

"Don't be too polite, what are you doing here?"

"Senior, I am under the order of my master to come to meet the master of the great country."

Yang Heng nodded delicately, "In that case, lead the way."

Chapter 441 Banquet

After the little girl named Dulian saluted Xiangheng again, she used a sword formula and led the way, while Yang Heng slapped the fire phoenix and followed closely behind.

Soon, Yang Heng landed on a platform with the little Liuli girl.

When Yang Heng's Fire Phoenix settled down, he saw me. There was already a large group of people standing on the platform.

Yang Heng actually knew one or two of them, they were none other than the elites sent by the police stations during the last time the White Lotus Sect was encircled and suppressed.

But these people are all standing far away with stern faces, and they don't say hello to Yang Heng. Yang Heng can only touch his nose, ignore them, put away the fire phoenix, and then go straight to these people. away from that one.

The leader, an old Taoist with white hair and beard, saw Yang Heng approaching, and hurriedly took a few steps forward to salute.

"In Tianning, Mount Lao, I met the Great Master."

When Yang Heng walked towards him, this old Taoist had actually looked at him carefully. He knew that there was no fluctuation of mana in this Taoist priest's body, but there was an indescribable chicness in his walk, which made people feel that he was not a mortal. .

This kind of situation is rare. If Yang Heng can't see the other party's cultivation, it's not that he is an ordinary person, or his skill is not inferior to Yang Heng's, and he is good at hiding his breath.

And this old Taoist priest is obviously the leader of this group of monks, so naturally he cannot be an ordinary person, so it can only be that his cultivation base has reached the realm of an earth immortal, and he is good at hiding his aura.

For such a person, Yang Heng did not dare to neglect him. He hurriedly stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said, "Young juniors, I have met seniors."

At this time, the old Taoist priest had already arrived in front of Yang Heng. He stretched out his hands to help Yang Heng up, and then said with a smile: "Daoist Yang is also an expert of the earth immortal, how dare I afford your salute."

After finishing speaking, he took Yang Heng's hand and came to the crowd, introducing to Yang Heng the masters of various sects.

For example, the head of the Qingjing sect, the Taoist priests of the Hongshan sect, and the fairies from overseas fairy islands.

However, although these people represent masters of various sects and sects, each of them is at most a human immortal cultivation level, which is much worse than Yang Heng's current earth immortal realm.

Therefore, Yang Heng just nodded slightly and didn't pay too much attention.

Although Yang Heng is a little rude, the monks of these sects don't think Yang Heng is rude, because Yang Heng is now an expert of the earth immortal, and he is already a top-notch power in this foreign world. Nodding his head, it was considered a great face.

Next, the old Taoist Tian Ning led Yang Hengwen to the front, followed by other masters from various sects, and they soon arrived at the main hall of the Laoshan School.

The banquet has already been set up in this hall, it seems that they have been waiting for Yang Heng for a long time.

The old Taoist dragged Yang Heng to the two seats in the middle, and then personally invited Yang Heng to sit next to him.

And at this time, the other masters dared to sit on both sides of the hall.

The Daoist Tianning of the Laoshan School saw that everyone had already sat down, and was about to pick up a wine glass to toast to everyone, when suddenly a female monk stood up and said, "Master Tianning, why didn't I see you?" The high-ranking disciples you sent?"

Tian Ning put down his wine glass, stroked his white beard, and said, "My disciples are a bit dull, how can I let them be rude in front of an expert."

And this is another Taoist priest who is not young, and said with a smile: "Brother Tianning, you don't have to be too modest, your disciple is also famous in the world, how can you be considered dull? I think it's better to come up and join everyone It's good to drink and have fun."

Tian Ning frowned, but soon relaxed, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, let them see the world."

After Tianning finished speaking, she winked at the girl Liuli who had been following her all along.

Liuli immediately understood what the master meant, she nodded lightly, then bowed and exited the hall, and after a while he brought dozens of senior brothers into the hall.

When they came here, they first kowtowed to Taoist Priest Tianning on their knees, and after Taoist Tianning asked them to stand up, they were not rude, and saluted other experts from various sects one after another.

Tianning was obviously very satisfied with how polite his apprentice was. He waved the dust in his hand, and suddenly dozens of seats appeared at the back of the main hall. All kinds of delicacies.

"Just now, all the masters asked you to enter the palace together to see the world, but you should only eat wine and not talk nonsense."

His disciples hurriedly said "yes" together, and then quietly went to the seats on both sides.

Sitting beside the old Taoist, Yang Heng saw all this clearly. Yang Heng was also surprised by these old Taoist disciples.

It turns out that among these dozens of disciples, there are actually a dozen or so immortals, and a few of them have connected with each other in body and mind, and they should be able to make further progress soon.

This kind of sect background made Yang Heng feel a little scared, no wonder the masters of all sects are headed by the Laoshan sect.

It seems that they also know that the Laoshan faction is powerful, so they have to surrender.

However, Yang Heng knew that among these cultivation sects, the top one should be the Xuantian Sect, but Yang Heng just introduced no experts from the Xuantian Sect, so Yang Heng also turned his head and asked Daoist Ning the other day. : "Senior, I've heard of the name of the Xuantian Sect, why haven't I seen an expert from the Xuantian Sect today?"

The old Taoist Tian Ning smiled slightly, and then said: "The Xuantian Sect has been in seclusion for several years, it seems that something went wrong in the sect, so it has stopped asking about world affairs."

When talking about this, Old Daoist Ning said in a self-deprecating tone, "If the masters of the Xuantian Sect are here, how can it be my turn to preside over such a grand event?"

Yang Heng finally understood that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate.

The first sect of cultivation—Xuantian sect, doesn’t care about worldly affairs, so it is Tianning of Laoshan sect’s turn.

Afterwards, the old Taoist stopped talking about these troublesome things. As soon as he put his floating dust away, a small jug flew in from outside the hall.

The wine jug seemed to be a living thing, so Tian Ning tapped it a few times as a salute.

That day Ning said with a smile: "The masters of all factions are here, why don't you rush to pour wine."

The jug in mid-air was clicked again, and then the first one flew away like Yang Heng.

Yang Hengwen was very interested in the flying jug, and only picked up the wine glass when he came to him.

The jug first nodded to Yang Heng as a salute, and then a stream of white clear liquid spewed out from the jug, which fell into Yang Heng's wine glass.

As these liquids flowed out, the entire hall was filled with a strange aroma of wine.

Yang Heng didn't even drink alcohol, but just smelled it and felt refreshed. It seems that this thing is not ordinary.

Next, the jug poured wine for the old Taoist Tian Ning who was sitting next to Yang Heng, and then poured wine for the masters above the main hall in order.

As for those Tian Ning's disciples sitting in the back row, they naturally didn't have this kind of treatment. They could only pick up the other jugs on the wine table and pour them for themselves.

But it is obvious that their wine is just ordinary stuff, and it is not the same thing as what Yang Heng and the others drink.

At this time, Taoist Tianning raised his glass to signal Yang Heng, and then raised his glass to the masters above the main hall to signal, and then drank it all in one gulp.

And Yang Heng drank the wine along with the Taoist Tianning.

As soon as Yang Heng's wine entered his throat, he felt a flame in his heart and lungs, and then the flame went down his throat, and finally landed in Yang Heng's dantian.

And as the flame entered Yang Heng's dantian, the soul began to feel refreshed, and Yang Heng's own body let out a lazy cry of joy.

Yang Hengwen now only feels that his body is relaxed, and the pressure for so long has finally been let go from the heart.

But Yang Heng immediately felt something wrong with this feeling. Could there be something tricky in this wine?

So Yang Heng looked at it like other people in the main hall with a bad face, but after seeing it, Yang Heng felt that he was thinking too much.

It turned out that with the drinking of a glass of wine, everyone present also began to let loose, and they all lost the appearance of the masters just now.

And Daoist Ning also saw Yang Hengde's doubts that day, and he said with a smile: "Master Yang, my poor way is that this wine is made from golden lotuses collected overseas. People will be drunk for seven days immediately after drinking it. Those of us cultivating the Tao drink it, which can eliminate the haze in our hearts and make our hearts clear."

After hearing what he said, Yang Heng nodded noncommittally.

Yang Heng didn't quite believe this old way's explanation, because he had already felt how deceptive this wine was after just one drink.

You haven't seen the dignified people above the hall just now, what they look like now, they are no different from the common people.

Seeing that Yang Heng's wine was dry, the wine jug flying in mid-air immediately flew in front of him, wanting to pour Yang Heng another pour, but Yang Heng gently raised his hand to block the wine jug.

Daoist Tianning was also a little surprised seeing this scene, Yang Heng hastily explained: "I'm too strong to drink, after eating a glass, I'm already a little dizzy, and I dare not drink any more."

Daoist Ning seemed to have seen something that day, he shook his head lightly, and stopped trying to persuade Yang Heng, but drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

As time passed, the sky became darker and darker, and the candles lit above the main hall also seemed a little dim.

At this time, a woman stood up blithely, and said to Taoist Tian Ning, "It's getting dark already. Why don't I use a little trick to let everyone see the light."

After she finished speaking, she took out a piece of white paper from her bosom, and then blew it lightly, and the white paper immediately turned into a shining moon.

Then she threw it into the sky, and suddenly the paper moon shone brightly, illuminating the Taoist temple as if it were daytime.

Chapter 442

All the masters present clapped their hands together when they saw this scene, "The fairy is indeed so powerful that she can borrow the moonlight."

Hearing everyone's praise, the fairy just smiled slightly, and then suddenly looked at Yang Heng, a blush appeared on her face.

It turned out that this fairy was none other than Xiangu Qinglian.

Yang Heng had seen this fairy girl before. When he was besieging the White Lotus Sect, this fairy girl was one of them. Yang Heng thought that this fairy girl had lost her life when he was fighting against Xu Hongru, but he didn't expect that she would be so lucky. Fate is great, fortune is great, and he escaped.

And looking at Xiangu's expression, he still has a very good impression of him, so Yang Heng nodded slightly, which was a response to Xiangu.