Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Uh……"

Wen Cai didn't hear what these women were saying at all, and just stared at them blankly.

Several women twisted and twisted and slowly leaned over.

The two held Wen Cai's hand, and a woman hooked Wen Cai's hand.

"Come on, come here."

The hazy voice seemed real and unreal, falling into Wencai's ears like the voice of a ghost, piercing into the depths of his heart.

He walked forward unconsciously.

And there is a tavern not far ahead,

The tavern has only one floor, and it sits alone.

The entire building is painted black, with no windows on either side.

Only two dark lanterns hung high at the door.

As Wen Cai walked into the tavern, the two lanterns at the door suddenly lit up faintly.

One is written: "Ming", and the other is written: "Shou"

On the side, Dong Xiaoyu was standing at the door of the tavern, watching the women supporting Wen Cai and leading him in.

Dong Xiaoyu glanced back, the tavern was pitch black.

At this time, a voice came out.

"Is this the person?"

Dong Xiaoyu subconsciously looked away when she heard this, and said softly, "No!"

"Isn't it?"

There was a quiet smile in that voice.

"Then why don't you take a gamble if you're interested? If you're lucky and you beat me this time, I'll help you for nothing. Otherwise, according to the agreement, you'll be mine for the next hundred years!"

Dong Xiaoyu shook her head almost without hesitation.

"I don't believe in luck!"

After speaking, Dong Xiaoyu turned around and left.

In the tavern, there was a chuckle.

And Wen Cai's excited shout full of joy.

In an instant, soft music seemed to sound in the tavern, as well as some Yingying Yanyan's laughter.

Outside the tavern, it was pitch black, standing alone, and there was an inexplicable dead silence that made one's heart palpitate.

……

Inside the inn.

There are only two rooms on the top floor of the six floors.

One left and one right seem to divide Yin and Yang, and the two rooms are also one black and one white.

"Lin Jiu, come, come, come!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest Ming and Qing wore a snow-white Taoist robe, his face was like a crown of jade, his facial features were handsome, and he looked much younger from a closer look.

If it weren't for those eyes that see through everything and the snow-white long hair behind the shoulders, otherwise it would be impossible to connect with the age of more than 100 years.

"Brother Ming and Qing." Lin Jiuyuan cupped his fists and smiled.

"I haven't seen you for five years. I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime." Ming Qing held Lin Jiu's arm with a cynical smile on his face.

"Brother, in this life, what he has experienced the most is watching others grow old. This heart hurts utterly."

"Uh..." Lin Jiu smiled awkwardly. Brother Ming and Qing are famous for living a long time, a full 120 years old.

In normal terms, at least the fifth or even the sixth generation is under the same roof.

This age has actually sent away many people.

"Uncle Master, you are 120 years old." Qiu Sheng pulled Zhou Yun and muttered in a low voice.

Zhou Yun was also looking at Ming and Qing. This person was indeed very old, and such things as bone age could not deceive people.

But this person's whole body is like a stubborn stone, and his soul is also extremely active, without any decay of normal living beings after old age.

Looking at Ming Qing's cynical face, Zhou Yun also had to take a high look.

It's not difficult to live long.

But if you want to live for a long time, and live like a green pine, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

Especially the outer disciples who don't practice the Dharma must have put in hard work and hard work that others can't see.

"By the way, brother, come."

At this time, Lin Jiu pulled Ming Qing with a serious expression.

"Ok?"

Ming Qing was taken aback by Lin Jiu's serious face, subconsciously put away his smile: "What's wrong?"

"Senior brother, this one is the remnant of Master Mao Zhentian, the last generation of my Maoshan master. His Taoist name is Mao Yun, and his common name is Zhou Yun."

Lin Jiu lowered his voice and introduced, then raised his brows.

When Ming Qing heard about Zhou Yun's origin, his heart was shocked, and he glanced at the cute child on top of Qiu Sheng's head.

At first, Ming and Qing thought they were Lin Jiushou's disciples. He knew that Lin Jiu had two apprentices. Although he was a little young, Lin Jiu could still live, so he didn't think about it.

But when I heard it now, the background was so big that I didn't realize it for a while.

"Brother." Lin Jiu shouted again, raising his eyebrows again.

Ming Qing looked back at Lin Jiu's raised eyebrows, froze for a moment, and immediately flicked the hem of his Taoist robe.

"Ming Qing, a disciple of Zhengyi School, met fellow Taoist Maoshan."

As Ming and Qing spoke, they were about to kneel down.

But at this moment, a gentle force supported him, making him unable to kneel down directly.

"Hey!" Ming Qing's expression changed.

Where did this force come from, Ming and Qing immediately looked around vigilantly.

"Since you have lived to be 120 years old, you don't have to kneel to me." Zhou Yun looked at Ming and Qing with a smile.

"Outer sect disciples don't count as seniority after they go down the mountain." Ming Qing subconsciously explained.

But just after Ming Qing finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked down at his knees that were still hanging in the air when he couldn't kneel down, as well as the invisible force and Zhou Yun's smiling expression.

"Gu..."

Ming Qing straightened up, turned around and dragged Lin Jiu aside.

Lin Jiu naturally knew the reason for Ming Qing's expression, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, you have great cultivation, unfathomable!"

Hearing that Xuanqing let out a breath of cold air straight to the top of his head, Lin Jiu's cultivation level is such that he is in the realm of a master.

In his eyes, it is unfathomable, and one step higher is the realm of a celestial master! .

"Master?"

Ming Qing swallowed hard, even though he lived a long time, a long life is all about living a long life.

In the realm of the earth master, he entered the realm of nearly one year, but in the realm of the heavenly master, he didn't even see a single hair.

"You uncle..." Ming Qing's voice was a little dry.

"Six years ago, the mountain master sent it on his deathbed, and I watched him grow up." Lin Jiu said with a suppressed smile.

Recalling that when he saw Zhou Yun six years ago, he grew so big in a blink of an eye, Lin Jiu felt an indescribable joy while being proud.

Especially looking at the big mouth of Ming and Qing.

How many years! .

Every time I see my uncle showing a scale and a half of his claws.

Who can understand my fear, admiration, but nowhere to tell my heart.

Now finally, someone has experienced this feeling! .

"Six-year-old Celestial Master!"

Qingming jumped up in fright, then turned to look at Zhou Yun on Qiusheng's back.

"Heaven, Heavenly Master, Ming and Qing are polite, Chu, the first time we meet, Ming and Qing..."

Ming Qing trotted all the way to Qiu Sheng, looking at the smiling Zhou Yu in bewilderment.

"Or, I'll give you one!"

Said Ming Qing thumped and fell to the ground.

"Pfft!" Qiu Sheng, who had always been serious, couldn't help it anymore, and Zhou Yun couldn't help laughing either.

This slender guy is also a second person.

"Brother, get up, uncle doesn't like these vulgar rituals." Lin Jiu came over and smiled.

"Don't, don't, I don't feel uneasy if I don't kowtow." Ming Qing ignored the advice and kowtowed.

Immediately stood up and looked around with a smile.

"I am a long-lived person, and I am integrated into the world. Every flower, grass, and tree is the spirit of the world. I need to be in awe and respect."

After Ming Qing finished speaking, he clasped his fists at Zhou Yun again.

"A celestial master has a great cultivation base, which is more worthy of respect. The head of the Ming and Qing Dynasties is not a loss."

On the side, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but wondered at this moment: "Master, how can you worship flowers and trees in order to practice longevity?"

"Naturally." Ming Qing smiled with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that Ming and Qing's appearance didn't look like a fake, Qiu Sheng couldn't help muttering: "Then what's the use of cultivating longevity, it's just to live a long time."

"Qiusheng!" Lin Jiu scolded immediately.

Qiu Sheng also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly shrank his head under Zhou Yun's crotch.

"Uh..." Ming Qing wasn't annoyed at all, he didn't know what he thought of before he spoke, he pulled Lin Jiu and asked, "This one?"

"My apprentice Qiusheng." Lin Jiu pointed to Qiusheng.

"That's good." Ming Qing laughed, and immediately put his hands behind his back and said: "Nephew, cultivating the Tao lies in a clear mind. Everyone pursues different things, so naturally they cultivate in different ways. Uncle Shi, I like longevity."

"And nah."

The mysterious Tao of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"Master, I am not the only Taoist cultivating longevity. There is a senior in your Maoshan inner sect called Mao Jian. Changsheng is more than 100 years older than me, and he is still alive!"