Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

The fragrance is heavy and echoes the universe, and the fragrance is burning through the gate of heaven. The golden bird rushes like clouds and arrows, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel.

Lu Zhuangyuan, who had one foot on the carriage and one foot hanging down, was stuffing tobacco into the dry tobacco rod. Hearing the familiar sound of chanting a mantra, Lu Zhuangyuan couldn't help but frown.

He followed the sound and saw his youngest son Lu Xiucai by the bonfire, sticking out his butt, holding a stick of incense, reading to a canvas and describing something incessantly.

Hmph! I pray and think about him every day, but I'm not even that filial to my own father!

However, no matter what Lu Zhuangyuan said, Lu Xiucai in the distance was still reciting the general mantra diligently.

The Southern Star and the Big Dipper are shining all over the sky, the five-color clouds are noisy, the temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, the jade girl from Taoyuan invites the gods, the fragrance spreads out after a thousand miles journey, the flying clouds and horses descend, and the three benefactors of this altar are still holy and inanimate. All the venerables

After Lu Xiucai recited it diligently three times with gratitude, he carefully inserted the burned incense in his hand into the soil.

He bowed three times to the canvas, and when he put the painting away, the dog boy lying beside him rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes.

Xiucai, why are you howling every day? You woke me up early in the morning, and even the masters who used to practice the White Lotus Sect didn't see you howling.

Lu Xiucai looked at him with disdain, After practicing one sentence, of course I have to practice the two spirit diagrams next, and the techniques will of course be different.

Although you have the few things the master gave you to fool around with, you will always be like this for the rest of your life. You can only rely on external things and can no longer make half a step forward. I am different. I am better than before every day. It won’t be long before I can overtake you!”

Gouwa waved his hand impatiently like a fly, turned around and planned to go back to sleep.

Eey~ah~~ah~ah~

The uneven hoarse sounds of the apprentices in the Lu family class made Gouwa cover his head with a pillow in pain.

Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for him to fall asleep. He sat up suddenly with an irritated look on his face and walked towards the stream to wash up.

The days are getting warmer, and the water in the creek is very cool, making it very comfortable to stand in it.

When Gou Wa came back from his leisurely stroll, Luo Juren's daughter-in-law, Luo Juanhua, had already prepared breakfast. Today's meal was pickled steamed buns with wild vegetables and salted dried radish.

Gouwa, with his eyes slightly closed, ate the salted radish, took a sip of steamed buns, and couldn't help but shake his head. It's far worse than a child's craftsmanship.

Luo Juehua was not used to him. After staying together for so long, she had figured out Gou Wa's status in Niuxin Village. The whole thing is just a joke.

Hey, Mr. Dog, our Lu family class is just food. If you don't like it, then go back.

Hey, you think I'm happy. Senior Brother Li hasn't been back for so long. If someone from the village hadn't come out to inquire about the news, would I have to go out with you to endure hardships? I didn't have any oil star ideas in the morning. What's going on this day? Hurry.

No, didn't you make a lot of money from singing fan operas? Why can't you just make money and use it? Gou Wa complained while holding the bowl of steamed buns and started drinking.

When Lu Zhuangyuan heard this, he conjured a salted duck egg out of nowhere. He first put the oily duck egg yolk into the bowl of his three-year-old granddaughter, and then put the duck protein into the dog's bowl. In the baby's bowl.

Mr. Cao, you must not leave. The Lu family is relying on you and Quanzi to protect us in this chaotic situation. If you go back, I really don't dare to go to Beijing.

Hearing this, Lu Xiucai stood up in a flash. Bones! Who the hell are you calling a dog?

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Gou Wa reluctantly acted as a peacemaker and persuaded them to start a fight.

He was just talking. If Gao Zhijian and Xiao Man knew that they had not even arrived in the capital and ran back halfway, they would have to scold themselves to death.

The simple breakfast ended amidst the noise, and the three carriages from the Lu family began to drive along the dirt road toward Shangjing.

Go to the capital. That's the imperial city of Daliang. I heard it's the largest city in the world. It must be more impressive than Yinling City. Luo Juanhua's eyes were full of longing. She had heard of this place name when she was a child. , but this name has always existed only in legends.

Following her words, the entire Lu family class suddenly became lively, talking about the exaggerated legends about going to Beijing that they had heard from the salesman.

Just when Lu Juren was holding his daughter and walking silently like an old scalper, he saw his father walking beside him.

Juren, we have made a lot of money here in Daliang. When we go to Beijing, let's ask what the land price is. If we don't owe much, then we can borrow more from the Taoist Master, and then we can live in the largest city in the world. Buy a theater here!

When Lu Zhuangyuan mentioned the word theater, his eyes were almost shining. It can be said that he lived for these two words in his life.

It used to be an unattainable dream, but now that I have reached Daliang, I finally see hope.

When the theater is built, let's move the ancestral graves here. When that time comes, oh~ it will be very beautiful just thinking about it.

Just when Lu Zhuangyuan was looking pretty, the dog boy on the side came over and said, Okay, why did you agree so readily when you were in Niuxin Village? It turns out you weren't looking for Senior Brother Li.

Well, I can look for that, but I think the little Taoist master has great powers, so there is no need to worry about him. You may not be able to help him with things that can stump him.

At this time, Li Huowang was completely like a terrestrial immortal in Lu Zhuangyuan's heart, and he would ascend to immortality in a short time.

Hey, there's no telling. Maybe he got sick again on the way?

The group of people walked and talked, but the energy of these people did not last long. When the sun gradually became in the middle of the sky, everyone was too hot to speak.

When they saw a pond at the end of the village, they were overjoyed and rushed over to wash their faces and drink water.

Dad, it's hard to find a village here. Let's go to the village and borrow a stove. The sun is so hot today, I can't bear to light a fire outside. Luo Juehua, who was wiping her daughter's face, complained to Lu Zhuangyuan.

Lu Zhuangyuan thought for a moment and nodded, Well, don't give me money yet. First, ask if there is any business in the village. If so, you can save a meal.

It was much cooler and they led the carriage towards the village. The village was very big, and many people came out with bowls in their hands and pointed at the Lu family class by the front door of their house.

Lu Zhuangyuan did not look for them, but silently looked at the door. If he wanted to have a meal, he must find the richest man in the village. Ordinary mud-legged people who dug in the dirt did not have spare money to listen to the show.

After walking around for a while, Lu Zhuangyuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Inside the fence of a house, bundles of tobacco leaves were drying.

He asked the old man inside who was holding a big bamboo tube and smoking a hookah: What's the price of your tobacco leaves? I'll buy some and I've just finished them.

What? It's so expensive! Man, I don't want you to cut it, and I don't want you to dry it. I can take care of it myself.

Lu Zhuangyuan worked hard, and finally spent five copper coins to buy a large handful of tobacco leaves that had just been picked from the ground and were still alive.

Hehe. Lu Zhuangyuan was very happy as he held this thing in his hand. With so much tobacco and some chili leaves added to it, he could smoke it for more than half a year if he didn't smoke a little.

Dad! Dad! There seems to be movement over there, there seems to be the sound of a gong!