Advise Qingshan

Everyone in the world goes north to Quannan Yishan, but Yishan is not actually in the south.This mountain range, known as the most blessed place in the world, is located in the hinterland of Zhongzhou, traversing east and west.Because it occupies a huge area, the climate in the south of the mountain and the north of the mountain is extremely different. Jingcheng in the north of the mountain is cold and windy all the year round, and there is little rain in the four seasons.

Jian Bai flew all the way with Ye Zhuo Yujian, although Wen Xing was distracted to pay attention to Jingcheng, but the person was not nearby, Jian Bai followed the direction Ye Zhuo pointed, and unknowingly went to the south of the mountain.It was just now that the weather in Jingcheng was still clear. At this moment, Ye Zhuo looked up, and there were already light black cumulus clouds above his head.

He squatted on the flying sword, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, pressed Wen Mang in his arms, and looked around, "The air is so humid, it's probably going to rain."

Wen Mang's hair was blown into a mess, and the water vapor stuck the hair together, and he planed his pants depressedly, "Yeah,——Jian Bai, this little furry boy is flying crookedly, I still like you A little bit from that big disciple."

Ye Zhuo couldn't help but smile.

The big disciple that Ta Ling mentioned naturally refers to Wen Xing.Although Jian Bai has a good talent, he has not been in the Tao for a long time. He is good at controlling the sword by himself, and he can fly up and down with others. If he connects his flight trajectory, it is estimated that the ruggedness and steepness are enough to be as long as Yishan below. It made one person and one dog feel cold all over, and felt dizzy and nauseous.

On Wen Xing's sword, Ye Zhu still dared to sit and chat and fart, but on Jian Bai's sword, he could only hold the hilt of the sword, for fear of being thrown off.

Jian Bai looked back at the dishonest Xianjun, feeling a little guilty, "I'm sorry."

Ye Zhuo waved his hand, "There's nothing to be sorry about, I asked you to take it." He touched his chin, and said, "Speaking of which, you monks in Xiaquan Palace are really polite, you always apologize at every turn."

Jian Bai was a little embarrassed, "Is...really?"

"Yeah, so do you elders." Ye Zhuo gripped the hilt of his sword a little tighter, and raised his head and asked him, "Hey, can you tell me about your elder Xuesong? I think he's a little...um, who does he get along Not very natural."

Seeing Jian Bai showing a puzzled look, Ye Zhuo explained, "I mean, is this the custom of you going down to the spring? High-level monks are all dressed in snow, unsmiling, and meticulous in etiquette? It makes people feel a little unapproachable. , very indifferent?"

Jian Bai thought for a while, "I can't talk about customs, but that's how a perfect swordsman should be."

The world's impression of monks is actually very rigid. For example, a swordsman must be dead-faced. It's best to be bored with three sticks who can't fart. If anyone talks to you, you can't see it. It's even more stinky, if you don't agree with each other, draw your sword at each other, and beat you so that you cry and cry, that's noble, and you must not hit the south wall and don't look back, even if your wife runs away with others, you can still keep your eyes on Only one who seeks the Tao wholeheartedly is tenacity, and those who have reached these points are qualified sword repairers.

Ye Zhuo asked again, "Is the Chongning Immortal Lord a perfect sword cultivator for you?"

Jian Bai didn't hesitate to think, "Of course, he is as awe-inspiring as Immortal Chongning. He is cold, noble and tough. He is the object of firm admiration for all of us sword cultivators and the goal of our hard work."

Ye Zhuo had a strange expression, he couldn't figure out whether Jian Bai was praising him or scolding him for a while.

"Okay..." he murmured.

Wen Mang turned around in his arms, "Xianjun, I reckon that you really came out of the arena again, and your disciples and grandchildren will point at your nose and scold you for corrupting the family style, and they will tell you to kneel and break your legs in front of the statue of Chongning Xianjun That's good."

Ye Zhuao said, "Kneeling and breaking my leg? That's too kind, why do I think they will break my leg?"

For a while no one spoke.

Jian Bai couldn't hear the conversation between Wen Mang and Ye Zhuo, but he also noticed that the atmosphere was condensed for a while. He hesitated and asked, "Your Daoist Ye, if we don't go to the elder now, where are we going?"

Ye Zhuo said, "Wait a minute." Then he stroked Wen Mang's hair and asked him, "Did you feel it?"

Taling is not good at fighting, but after all, it is a born spirit body, and its sensitivity to energy is far beyond human comparison. He closed his eyes and felt it, and said, "Bottom southwest."

After Ye Zhuo told Jian Bai, he asked Wen Mang, "How is the situation at Wen Xing's side?"

When he was in the temple just now, he guessed that Wen Xing would probably throw off the group of oil bottles and chase him out alone, so Ye Jue hugged Wen Mang and rubbed the cheap apprentice's sleeves several times, forcing him to take Wen Xing's The aura of the whole person was felt through.

This action is obscene and contrived, during which Wen Xing turned his head to look at him several times, Ye Jue pretended to be innocent without any guilt, and even asked Wen Mang to take the blame, forcing him to say that my dog ​​likes you very much, which made Wen Xing retreat again After taking a few steps, he frowned and pinched his fingers and stopped talking.

Taling rolled his eyes, "You have asked many times, but the aura of your cheap disciples has not changed at all, and those few people can't get well under his hands. Don't talk about him, you should dig out the young man first Bar."

The hun wai he said refers to the countless sword spirits in the world.

When Wen Mang was born, he was a ball of white paper. Ye Jue imagined a white face that was popular in brothels according to his own aesthetics that was distorted to the point where a sow climbed a tree. The first one is the best, and he proclaimed himself the master of the Yihong Pagoda.Later, countless people were born in the world, and he felt that this new friend should be another young lady in the building, and with the concept instilled by Xian Jun that "the name called the word "is kind", he felt that he was very gentle like a big brother. He very kindly called the newborn sword spirit a hun wai.

——So so many years have passed, even if there are countless people in the world who have drunk millions of blood, a sword can divide the sea and separate the waves, and the sword energy can swallow the sky and the moon. Megatron all over the world, he still has to lick his face at home and be called this naughty nickname.

As for the many monks and monsters in Xiaquan Palace, they always thought that the fairy was called Guanguan, in order to praise the majestic momentum of the sword spirit.

It's a pity to say that it's probably because Chongning Xianjun's behavior style is too outrageous, and there is a big gap with the image of posterity imagining that even if you fart, you will be immortal. Every time the world mentions Chongning Xianjun, at least ten sentences There are nine sentences that are nonsense, and if the last one is true, it can only be a boast of Xianjun's superb fighting power.

Jian Bai took Ye Zhuo to dive down for a while, and after making Xianjun's facial muscles stiff and twitched, he hovered over the forest. The mountain has gradually flattened, and the outline of Jiangchuan can be seen from a distance, but there are still few people. Pulling aside the layers of ancient tree branches, one can see a courtyard with white walls and black tiles and four-cornered cornices under the dense branches and leaves.

Jian Bai jumped off the flying sword and looked around, "Is it the temple of Empress Yishan again?"

Ye Zhuo walked into the main hall with ease, and saw that the statue above was replaced by him without a face.There is a hollow part in the abdomen of this statue, which is specially used to hold countless fragments of the human world. The sound of knocking is also different from other places, and it sounds more crisp.

He walked up to the enshrining platform and stabbed Jian Bai's sword.Reaching out his hand to take out the emerald pieces from the cut hole, he wanted to greet Jian Bai and leave, but when he turned around, he saw the child respectfully kneeling down on the futon, kowtowing his head twice, if it wasn't for lack of preparation, he might have To insert two sticks of sandalwood.

Ye Zhu wondered, "What are you doing?"

Jian Bai said, "Since it is the statue of the patriarch, no matter what the reason they erected the statue, our Xiaquan disciples will still worship after seeing it."

Ye Zhuo thought to himself, "You just jumped up and down and distorted the face of this deity. Why didn't you kneel down and apologize?"

Jian Bai couldn't hear Ye Zhuo's inner voice, so he gave a serious salute respectfully and silently said several times, "Follow the matter in a hurry, this disciple didn't damage the statue on purpose, please forgive me, master."

Ye Zhuo: "...I forgive you for your innocence."

He turned his head to find Wen Mang, "What did I say, the masters who are teaching apprentices in Xiaquan now may have some brain problems, no, the whole Xiaquan Palace has some brain problems."

Jian Bai finally finished chanting, got up from the futon, looked at the small piece in Ye Zhu's hand, and asked, "Friend Daoist Ye, what is this?"

Ye Zhuo spread out his palms, "Peiyu, which you Xianjun brought."

He didn't shy away from those forbidden laws, and seeing that he was a little curious, he explained it clearly to him.

People cultivating immortals fear the way of heaven and pay attention to cause and effect.The so-called sowing melons reaps melons, daily behaviors are correct, and the luck will accumulate and flourish. On the contrary, if the daily behavior is too extreme and bloody, the luck will definitely decline and eventually lead to disasters.

If the fact of the crime is extremely heinous, such as massacring a city, the law of heaven may even send down the punishment of heaven immediately, commonly known as the retribution of the present world, and being struck by lightning.

Among the monks, the one who was struck by lightning the most was undoubtedly the magic cultivator who was driven to Beihuang to eat sweet potatoes by Ye Zhuo because of his extreme behavior.

In order to counteract this kind of karmic luck that follows you all your life, the Eight Immortals of all ages have shown their magical powers across the sea, showing the attitude of hiding lucky money for the New Year when they were young, and tirelessly fooling the way of heaven.But although the way of heaven has no insight, how can ordinary people be fooled?The fate of these demon cultivators is to give Tiandao another chop, and if they don't chop, the outside will be charred and golden, and the inside will be tender and delicious.

However, Tiandao was also blinded by the sand, among this group of demon cultivators who kept challenging the edge of the bottom line, one of them really succeeded in jumping.His method is actually very old-fashioned, that is, to catch a scapegoat.

In the case of deceiving the way of heaven, repeat the "cause" owed, for example, if you kill one family, kill another family under the condition of cutting off the way of heaven, and then graft the cause and effect onto others, such as using and scapegoat The things that are connected with each other make the scene feel like a scapegoat. From the perspective of heaven, only one family died, and the murderer is also obvious, so you are cleared of suspicion.

This method requires a medium for grafting cause and effect, and it is obviously a good medium for Ye Zhu to dig out countless fragments of the human world from the stone statue.

Wen Mang said, "Xianjun, you said that your status has been lowered by a factor of two when you come out for a while? First, the patriarch directly became a disciple, and now he is being used as a scapegoat."

Jian Bai also hesitated, "Who can treat Immortal Chongning as..." He hesitated for a while.

"Scapegoat." Ye Zhuo helped him complete this sentence, ignoring Wen Mang's criticism, "No one could do it before, but now anyone can do it."

He held his chin, "But compared to who wants to blame Xianjun Chongning, I want to know what kind of blame he wants Xianjun to blame."

Things like scapegoats are not useful just to go to the grassland to catch one at random. They must be as fat and strong as the rightful owner. At least Tiandao must believe that the sheep is capable of committing crimes.Otherwise, a cultivator at the level of Shenxuan chopped down other people's whole family with a knife, full of murderous aura, and the wound was neat. When God blamed it, he found out that it was a scholar who chopped it with a kitchen knife. The leek juice, this is fooling ghosts, if this can also fool the past, it is better to go to farming.

There are very few gods in this world, but there are quite a lot of monks in Shenxuanyi.However, if the cultivators of Shenxuan want to catch the scapegoat, they must find someone of the same realm, and they will not jump over the ranks to find the lord of the gods to take the blame. he thinks.

Although he didn't want to speculate on the senior like this, all the clues did point to Guangyu Yuanjun who was crossing the moon in a long boat.

Ye Zhuo asked, "Did any major events happen to the Changzhou Duyue Pavilion in the past three to four thousand years..."

Before he could say the word "thing", Wen Mang suddenly said, "Xianjun, the aura here seems to have changed."

Jian Bai was about to speak, when Ye Jue suddenly said, "The sky is dark, it looks like it's going to rain." He paused, "Go back to Jingcheng and buy me an umbrella."

Jian Bai hesitated and took out the umbrella from behind, "I don't know how to avoid the rain yet, I brought it with me when I came..."

Ye Zhuo took it, but didn't change his words, his voice was very heavy, "Not enough, I'll buy it again."

What he said was a bit unreasonable, but Jian Bai had only known this fellow Taoist for two or three days, and he knew that this was not Ye Zhuo's style. , Seniors of the Immortal Sect who I met far away in the main hall.

Jian Bai gritted her teeth, "I'll go now, junior, and I'll be back later."

Ye Jue had already stepped towards the side doors at both ends of the stone statue, and he lifted the curtain to approach the inner hall, "No need." He turned back and said, "Aren't you and Jian Qing going to participate in the discussion of the Three Cultivators of Dao? This place is far away from the place of discussion , the event is about to begin, so you can leave on your own."

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Jian Bai (raising his neck proudly) "Cold, noble, persistent, that's what a sword cultivator should be!"

Tarling "emmmm"

Immortal Chongning who was kicked out of the sword cultivator team inexplicably, "Come on, kid, I'll give you the seat of the immortal, you come and sit."