Prince Xiu Xian Ji

Knowing about the twists and turns, Tai Yuan inevitably comforted everyone.

Taoist Qingyun understood that the two did not fight voluntarily back then.

Old Daoist Baiyun also knew that he had misunderstood Qing Ling.

One person and one ghost apologized.

Le Chengyun was surprised to see that the master apologized very quickly, and then found out that he could not count on the master.

Qingyun said sincerely: "I really don't know if you liked martial arts back then. I'm sorry. But after so many years, you are only slightly better than my master. It seems that you have wasted a lot of time."

Jinshan hurriedly said: "Master is devoted to cultivation, and he doesn't care about common things, so please don't mind the girl."

Qing Ling didn't bother to argue with him, and just said: "I am the acting head of the mountain personally ordered by His Highness. From now on, you can call me the head of the mountain. Don't let me hear other names."

Seeing her quietly gesturing to him, Taiyuan nodded in agreement: "If you have something to do in the future, you can just find Qingling. What she means is what I mean."

Qing Ling couldn't help grinning.

Hua Qimei looked at her in admiration - to be a mountain leader is to be truly knowledgeable. It seems that you can ask her if you don't understand anything in the future.

But being admired by Hua Qimei, Qingling really couldn't feel any complacency.

——If he comes to ask some questions about the book in the future, he must push it to Zuo Qingquan.

Tai Yuan looked at Le Chengyun and asked, "Is this injury on your face serious?"

Le Chengyun was glad to change the subject, and said: "A few minor injuries, but nothing serious, His Highness laughed at him. Chengyun originally wanted to come back in two days, but Master just wanted to sit down and discuss with His Highness, so he came here in a hurry."

Qing Yun frowned and said: "Stop being coquettish, I will apply some medicine to you later."

Jinshan explained: "Master is best at Qihuang."

Old Taoist Baiyun interrupted: "The one who is best at Qihuang is obviously your ancestor, and your master is the best at cultivation."

Le Chengyun helped his forehead, and had no choice but to say: "Your Highness, my master and apprentice came here today, precisely because they want to serve in this academy."

Taiyuan smiled and said: "Yuan can't ask for it. It's just that you need to put your name on this "Kyushu Tuzhi", and you must not violate the laws of the country. Chengyun, you can rest with the respected teacher for a while before making a decision."

Just listen to Qingyun said: "Don't think about it, my master and apprentice are all willing."

Taiyuan said "OK", and recorded the names of several people in a book.

After everyone went out, Xing Lieque couldn't help sighing: "With these few more men, it seems like thousands of ducks, so noisy."

Taiyuan touched him and said: "From now on, Qingling will take care of all these things, so I don't need to worry about them anymore."

Xing Lie nodded his head and said: "Yes. With Qingyun by my side this time, Qingling will never make a mistake."

Taiyuan laughed and said, "Have you forgotten Zuo Qingquan? Sometimes, Qingquan is very important."

When he arrived in the room, the old Baiyun said with satisfaction: "Although there is no grandeur in the palace, it is better than being comfortable and at ease." After turning around a few times, he asked Qingyun cautiously, "Teacher, did you really want to record that video just now?" Names? That strange book claims to record names, but in fact it records lives."

Qingyun squinted at him, and said: "The master can see things, but the disciples can't see it? Hehe, we are on the same mountain, so naturally we have to distinguish who is the boss so that we can talk and do things, otherwise it would be a mess. " He saw the old Taoist Baiyun's eyes rolling around, and said immediately, "However, you three still have to listen to me."

Bai Yun said with a bitter face: "Master was afraid that something would happen to you, so he didn't even go to reincarnation, and now he is doing the ascetic work of this ghost cultivator. Qing'er, can't you be filial and filial to Master?"

Qingyun only sneered twice, and said: "Before you said that your cultivation base was backward because you were imprisoned by me, now Master can have fun all over the mountains and plains. This disciple will come to show filial piety to you when Master's cultivation base is complete."

Baiyun shrank his neck immediately and stopped talking.

Taiyuan caressed the Qiankun Fortune Pot carefully, and two lines of small characters painted on silver hooks and iron were engraved on both sides of its belly.

On one side are the eight characters "Unconscious of a big dream, how many springs and autumns".

On the other side is engraved "Things are divided into two poles, people are divided into Yin and Yang".

Taiyuan finished these two lines of small characters slowly, and said with a smile: "Jiu Tian, ​​look at how well written this sentence is - things are divided into two poles, and people are divided into yin and yang."

Xing Lieque leaned over, nodded and said, "Yes, some things were well-intentioned at the beginning, but they always backfired in the end."

Taiyuan said: "It's like Chengyun's birth. When I was in the palace, I heard about his secrets by chance. It is said that Le Chengyun was born just after the Tai\zu ascended the throne. When Tai\zu was happy, maybe he felt that It was this youngest son who brought a lot of good luck, so he was named "Chengyun" and loved him even more. Who would have thought that the first emperor, who was the prince at that time, was suspicious and fearful, fearing that he had a real origin , and vowed to take his life. It can be seen that some things seem to be good, but they are not good."

Xing Lieque retorted: "But Le Chengyun met Qingyun because of this. You see, he is living well now, loved by his master and ancestors, and he can be a teacher here. Look at his brother, but he died early It's been more than ten years."

Tai Yuan put down the pot and sighed: "Yes, the world is impermanent." Seeing Xing Lie Que looking at him worriedly, he smiled and ordered Zuo Qingquan, "Qingquan, go get the best wine."

The precious light of the jade pot on the table circulates.

Only the best wine can match this rare treasure.

The wine is Sun Shengli's newly brewed mulberry wine.Although it is new wine, it is brewed by her using magic techniques, so it is like decades old wine.

Although the name of the wine only has the word "Mulberry", some other ingredients are added to the wine.The fine wine is shining with a crystal clear purple-red light. When it is poured into the Qiankun pot, through the body of the pot made of jade, the hazy beauty of some wine can be faintly seen.

Taiyuan stretched out his hand and turned the body of the pot at will.

The treasure pot and the jade plate rubbed against each other, but there was no sound.

I don't know how many times the dial was turned, Taiyuan lifted the jade pot and poured out two glasses of wine.

A delicate fragrance that has been precipitated for a long time immediately permeated the whole room.

Xing Lieque smelled the aroma of the fine wine, and couldn't help but turned into a little monkey, stretched out his little paws to grab the wine glass, and couldn't wait to drink it down.Then, he squatted on the table unsteadily, and asked in a daze, "Taiyuan, I'm so dizzy..."

Taiyuan stretched out his hand to catch his leaning back body, and looking again, Xing Lieque was already fast asleep.

Zuo Qingquan hurriedly picked him up carefully, put him gently on the couch, spread out a piece of silk to cover the little monkey's small body.

The little monkey slept obediently when he was drunk and didn't move around, only his chest heaved and fell, which looked very sweet.

Tai Yuan looked at the little monkey and slowly drank two or three glasses of wine by himself, and was about to let Zuo Qingquan clean up when he saw a person entering the room.

Looking up, it was Taoist Qingyun.

Qing Yun clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Smelling the aroma of wine, the poor Taoist came uninvited. Is your Highness still welcome?"

Taiyuan also smiled and said: "I thought it was the respected teacher who came here."

Qingyun said lightly: "The old man is tired from traveling, so he went to rest early."

Taiyuan raised his hand and said: "Qingyun doesn't have to be restrained, you can do what you want."

Qingyun said: "It's disrespectful." He opened a new cup, poured in the fine wine, and drank it slowly.After a while, his face turned red, he stroked his forehead, and sighed, "How old is this wine?" He looked at the Qiankun jug containing the wine, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid someone else will fiddle with this jug." It’s a year, but if you use Taiyuan, it will be ten years, or even a hundred years.”

Taiyuan smiled and asked: "Qingyun is not strong enough to drink?"

Qingyun seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed, he looked at Taiyuan carefully for a while, and then said quietly: "You really don't look like a prince."

Taiyuan said with great interest: "Oh? It seems that Qingyun has met many princes?"

Qingyun leaned forward and said: "No, it should be said that you...you don't look like a human being, but rather a thousand-year-old ghost."

Taiyuan laughed loudly, and also said quietly: "Qingyun really has good eyesight."

Qing Yun's face suddenly turned pale, he complained of a headache, and moaned: "Pin Dao is very drunk, I really can't do it, I have to go back."

He stumbled to his feet, and without waiting for Zuo Qingquan to help him, he staggered away.

Taiyuan got up and sat on the side of the couch, looked at Xing Lieque's still deep sleep with a smile, and whispered to himself: "Sleep really deeply."

Qingyun returned to the room.

Le Chengyun hurried forward to support him, and asked, "Why is Master drunk?"

Qingyun waved his hand and said: "Don't disturb your master's rest, go out quickly."

Le Chengyun had no choice but to be pushed out of the room with his head full of questions - he hadn't had time to ask how delicious the wine was.

Lying on the bed in Heyi, Qingyun murmured: "There are not thousands of years, but there are also hundreds of years."

Suddenly, he seemed to see Qing Ling walking slowly, he couldn't help but stood up and frowned, "Why did you come in without knocking?"

After speaking, he was surprised to find that his voice was as crisp as a child's.

He looked down and suddenly found that he had turned into a child.

Qingyun couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

He raised his head and looked into Qing Ling's eyes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.The boy reflected in those eyes is exactly what he looked like when he was a child.Fortunately, he is still him.

That Qing Ling smiled and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to pinch his face.Qingyun also stretched out his hand involuntarily, wanting to hold the hand of this beautiful sister.

wrong!He suddenly came to his senses and knocked off that soft, white and delicate hand.

Suddenly, there was a needle-like pain in the head.

Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes, and was slightly squinted by the bright sunlight outside.

Jin Shan was holding the washbasin towel and pushed the door in. Seeing that he was awake, he smiled and said, "Master is awake. It's already noon, and this apprentice is going to wake you up." He twisted the towel and handed it to Master. Said, "The head of the mountain is very capable, even the wine is so good that the master is drunk."

Seeing Qing Yun's serious face, Jin Shan didn't say anything, he didn't say much, just pretended that his master was drunk for the first time, and couldn't wipe it off.

Taiyuan leaned comfortably on the recliner, and said to Xing Lieque, "I really don't know what Qingyun dreamed about last night." Seeing Xing Lieque snickering from time to time, he asked, "Nine days is a dream. What's the fun?"

Xing Lieque changed back to the bird's appearance today, he couldn't help laughing out loud, looked at Taiyuan with burning eyes and said: "Last night, I dreamed that I was getting married."

He laughed again and again, "Taiyuan, what did you dream about?"