Urban Witcher

This group of Taoist priests, thinking of the previous run-on and ridicule of Ye Shaoyang, all of them felt a little embarrassed, and felt a little ashamed.

"Xiantian gossip..." Zhang Wusheng touched his hot cheek, just now, he was slapped three times in the face, and he was so swollen that he didn't dare to look at it.

Immortal Daoyuan adjusted his breath, temporarily stopped the breath in his body, and observed the chess game for a while. As long as he thought about the principle of Sheng-Ke, he immediately felt a buzzing sound in his head. After a while, he sighed and said: " Forget it, if you don't understand the rules of deduction, you simply don't understand the principle of the operation of innate gossip..."

So he raised his head, looked at Ye Shaoyang carefully, and said, "Xiantian gossip, where did you learn it? I know that there are no related books in Xuanqing Mountain, and neither can that old Qingyunzi."

Ye Shaoyang thought for a while, and replied briefly: "My ancestor is Ye Fashan. There is a family-passed book of Y Yang, which I learned by chance. It contains the method of easy-to-number deduction of congenital gossip."

"You are... the descendant of Ye Fashan!" Daoyuan Daoyuan was deeply shocked, and murmured: "It's a chance, all of this is a chance."

After a while, he sighed softly, said nothing more, waved his sleeves, and told the stretcher bearer to leave.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Brother Daoyuan, now we are one against one, if we are not in a hurry, we will try the printing technique again in the afternoon and take a break at noon, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly, Master Daoyuan waved his hand.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and said, "What do you mean, you have to fight now?"

Master Daoyuan said wearily: "No more fights."

"Uh," Ye Shaoyang was even more surprised, why didn't he fight again? Could it be that playing Jiugong chess has consumed too much energy and I don't want to play anymore?

Master Daoyuan murmured: "You have already learned the innate gossip, so it doesn't make any sense whether you fight or not."

Ye Shaoyang frowned and asked, "I don't see any connection between these two things."

Master Daoyuan turned around and walked towards the Linglong Pagoda, saying: "Come with me, Wusheng will also come." He walked to an arched door alone, opened the door and walked in.

"Boss, what should I do?" Xiao Bai walked to Ye Shaoyang and asked.

"Come in with me." Ye Shaoyang led Xiaobai into the arched door, Zhang Wusheng dispersed all the disciples, and went in himself.

Behind the door is a small room similar to a living room. There are doors on both walls, but the doors are locked.

Master Daoyuan turned on the light, and the room immediately lit up. Ye Shaoyang looked around, saw the furnishings in the room clearly, and was stunned:

He originally thought that Daoyuan Daoyuan lived in the pagoda for decades and would live a life like an ascetic monk. As a result, although the decoration here is a bit poor and messy, the overall appearance is the same as the room where ordinary people live, with a bed. , a bedside table, and a writing desk, with some different firewood scattered on it, some of which have been made into semi-finished instruments.

It seems that Master Daoyuan's hobby here is making magical instruments.

There was also a small TV and an mp4 player on the desk. Ye Shaoyang felt funny looking at it, and said, "Senior Brother Daoyuan, are you watching TV and listening to music here too?"

Master Daoyuan rolled his eyes at him, "Otherwise, what are you going to do to pass the time? Just sit? Then you will die in a hurry."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "Actually, I want to know more, why do you have to guard this Linglong Tower?"

Daoyuan Daoyuan invited them to sit down at a square table, got up and went to the cupboard to get a small tea set that looked like kung fu tea, and then went to the small coal stove to bring boiling water.

"Master, let me come. You rest." It's time to pat on horseback. Of course Zhang Wusheng won't miss it. He took the kettle from Daoyuan Daoyuan and made tea. Everyone sat at the stone table and waited for Daoyuan. The real person spoke.

Daoyuan Daoyuan didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, he just sat drinking tea and didn't say a word for a long time, Xiaobai got impatient and said, "Hey, old man, where is my brother, let him out quickly."

Master Daoyuan took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "You two have been conferred God Y, of course I won't keep you here, don't worry."

Putting down the teacup, he said to Ye Shaoyang, "I can feel that you have a magic weapon from Mount Longhu on your body. What is it?"

Ye Shaoyang froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered, took out the Songwen Guding Sword from his backpack, put it on the table, and then briefly described how Zhang Shiming attacked him. Feelings.

"This beast!" After Zhang Wusheng heard this, he slapped the table with his palm, the tea splashed, and he was very emotional. He immediately called his disciples and asked them to send a few people down the mountain to arrest Zhang Shiming and go up the mountain.

As a Taoist priest, it is a big mistake to fall in love with a banshee, and it is even more taboo to attack a fellow monk. While Zhang Wusheng was angry, he felt very sad. After all, Zhang Shiming was his own nephew, and he was the successor he trained. Now...

Daoyuan Daoyuan was very calm, and said lightly: "Didn't you think that today would happen?"

Zhang Wusheng sighed and said: "I could see at that time that he was facing a life-long decision, so I let him go down the mountain. I thought that if I had the opportunity to meet Master Ye, I would be infected and inspired, but I didn't expect...he still made a decision. Wrong choice, and wrong so outrageously, there is almost no chance of turning back!"

Daoyuan Daoyuan said: "There is nothing outside of his heart, whether fate or evil, it is his own choice, no wonder others, what kind of consequences he will bear in the future, it is all up to him." After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Ye Shaoyang and said : "Thank you, Junior Brother Ye, for your mercy."

Ye Shaoyang pushed the Songwen Guding Sword to him, and said, "Take this treasure back."

Master Daoyuan pondered for a moment, and said, "You know, why did I lure you here?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head.

"Let me be honest, you guessed right before, this Linglong Tower imprisoned a lot of ghosts, demons, zombies and evil spirits that cannot be rescued or killed. There are three seals. Blood set the formation, otherwise it will be difficult to continue.

Moreover, the seal of the Linglong Pagoda was left by our ancestor Zhang Daoling, the Celestial Master, so only the blood of the descendants of the Celestial Master can blend with the blood on the seal and continue the seal.

This is the first, and the second is that there must be someone with good strength guarding here, lest any evil thing get out of trouble, leave without authorization, and harm the world. "

Ye Shaoyang was shocked when he heard this, and remembered the fact that his celestial master's blood was inherited from Ye Fashan's lineage. It turned out that the same thing happened not only in his own family, but also in Zhang Daoling's celestial master's family.

My dao name is Daoyuan, but you must know my real name. I am also a descendant of the Zhang family. Wusheng called me Shishu because he is the adopted son of the Zhang family. His adoptive father and I are cousins.

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