Journey To the Heavens Starting From the Night

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On the tortoise stele, the first thing the young Taoist did after waking up was fortune-telling. Hong Xixiang, who had already done a hexagram earlier, made a hexagram again. Looking at the hexagram, Hong Xixiang jumped from the tortoise stele. Get up and go down.

Seeing this, Su Xuan handed the letter from Taoist ancestor to Master Chunyang to Lu Zu, and he said, "My lord, this is the letter that Taoist ancestor entrusted me to hand over to you. Patriarch said you should go back."

At this time, Daozu's original words at that time, if someone else came to this world, they might still wonder for a while, who is the real Chunyang in Daozu's mouth.

But he is different, he knows who the real Chunyang is, and he knows very well that only Lu Zu back then is the real Chunyang.

After Hong Xixiang took the letter and looked at it for a while, he waved away the vision of the fairy family under the blue sky, and he smiled honestly: "The Patriarch wants me to go back, but I still can't go back, I have an incarnation in Tushita, It's useless to go back without obsession."

Daozu's planning is very big. I don't know how many years it will take to realize the Dao. Dao is not a natural principle. Daozu wants him to go back to work and contribute now, and he also wants him to have no wife. This is an impossible thing.

Su Xuan looked at Lu Zu who didn't want to go back, and said: "But Patriarch still wants you to go back. You count once a day, and count twice today. After three lifetimes, you have already transcended this world, why bother to suffer again?" What about waiting?"

Hong Xixiang said: "Of course it is for Xu Zhihu. Lu Dongxuan, a loose man of the poor way five hundred years ago, and Qi Xuan framed in Longhu Mountain fifty years ago, and now Hong Xixiang in Wudang, is just to wait for the south of the Yangtze River to meet Xu Zhihu."

He didn't want to go back, because when he saw the red dress, he saw obsession, and he came here after the red dress after obsession.

But Wang Chonglou, the head teacher of Wudang who was standing at the side, was already in shock for a long time. It turned out that his junior brother had such a relationship with the great princess of Beiliang Palace.

But what shocked him even more was the identity of his junior brother, Lu Zu five hundred years ago, Qi Xuanzhu fifty years ago, and Chunyang Daoist in the sky, this little junior is really good.

Wudang, Dangxing ah!

Seeing Hong Xixiang looking at him seriously, he hastily waved his hands and said, "I'm just here to deliver a letter. It's up to the real person whether they return or not. I'm just sending a letter."

That is Chunyang Daoist, a character who only existed in history books and fairy tales in his previous life.

However, those who wrote history books can really write indiscriminately. Lu Zu is very different from what is recorded in the book!

At this moment, Hong Xixiang smiled and said: "You are also a Taoist disciple, maybe you are also the Taoism left by a certain transformation of the Supreme Master in the heavens. Besides, the Supreme Master will let you go to the Eight Scenic Spots in the future. In this way, I can be regarded as your uncle." Now, my daughter-in-law is sick, do you have any useful pills on your body, I will exchange this Daoist book with you."

Looking at the slightly unserious Taoist book, Su Xuan took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his bosom and threw it to Hong Xixiang. He said, "Tongtian Pills can cure all diseases. If you can't cure the diseases, you have to go back , let the patriarch take a good look at it."

It was a great honor for Lu Zu to borrow the medicine, but the five declines of heaven and man were fatally ill, and it came from the real spirit. Although the Tongtian Pill is good, it may not be able to cure it.

Hong Xixiang uncorked the bottle, sniffed it, and said, "Is there any more? I'll exchange it with you for the contract. This is the original contract."

As he said that, Hong Xixiang waved his hand at the palace on the Little Lotus Peak, and the contract of fellowship written by him, which was hidden under a certain floor tile, flew out and stopped in front of Su Xuan.

After Su Xuan took the volume of participation deed and handed it to Mo Shanshan, he said calmly: "Actually, I came here on this trip, one is to deliver a letter, and the other is for Tianmen!"

Huang Sanjia, one of the three major demons in the Spring and Autumn Period, borrowed a thousand years of luck to give birth to such a world. Wudicheng Wang Xianzhi guarded the Tianmen for the prosperity of martial arts, and Deng Tai'a for some ideals.

Closing the Tianmen is very simple, no matter whether it is his sword or Lu Zu's sword, it can close the Tianmen.

There is only so much luck in the world, the rivers and lakes occupy one part, the human dynasty occupies one part, and the immortals in the sky occupy another part. How can there be luck in this world?

That's why the gate of heaven cannot be closed. Before he became a practitioner, he was an ordinary person. He was able to get to this day not because of his luck, but because of careful choices.

If he had foolishly gone to appeal for grievances, his grave would be three feet high now.

Hong Xixiang smiled honestly and said: "At that time, as long as your affairs don't hinder me from finding my wife, then the Xu family boy can't die. After all, he is the reincarnation of Zhenwu. It's not a good thing for you to make enemies with him." .”

In fact, he came to this world earlier than Zhenwu's incarnation. He didn't want to take care of Tianmen affairs, but Xu Fengnian couldn't die, that was his brother-in-law. If his brother-in-law died, his wife might be sad.

Su Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "The avatar's temperament follows him quite a bit. This incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu is indeed too humorous."

When he thought of the original story, Xu Fengnian cut off the tie with Emperor Zhenwu, he felt a little amused, that tie was not only a shackle, but also a talisman.

It's true that there are no shackles, but there are no amulets, and only the person concerned can savor the taste.

Hong Xixiang smiled and said: "It's the same when you think about it carefully~www.readwn.com~ But I don't like some people around that kid. Although there is no distinction between good and evil in the world, drinking human milk is really a bit abnormal .”

When he was on the mountain, he also heard about the deeds of the Beiliang Governor. Even though he was used to seeing the warmth, good and evil in the world, he still felt that such a person was abnormal, similar to that boy in An Lushan. fight.

Su Xuan looked at Mo Shanshan beside him, and said: "Uncle Master, this is within the territory of Beiliang, if there are really some people who don't open their eyes, I can't guarantee that the sword in my hand will be able to lighten the three states of Beiliang." .”

The ancient sword of morality comes out of its sheath, and the sword of Zhiyunhai keeps dancing.

Hong Xixiang first glanced at Mo Shanshan, and then at the ancient sword of morality, he said: "In the name of morality, you are indeed the true biography of the Supreme Master, and you are his lobbyist."

After a long time, he said: "Killers, people will always kill them, everyone understands such a simple truth."

Su Xuan smiled and said: "But he has a strong background! I can't kill everyone."

In fact, it is also a good thing to recognize this uncle, after all, it is only a matter of early recognition and late recognition. With this voice of uncle, how can Hong Xixiang interfere with him?

Hong Xixiang smiled slightly, and said to Su Xuan: "I am not from their background, besides, there is indeed an abnormality in the luck of this world. .”

Luck is born from people, and everyone has their own luck. Luck should be an opportunity created by everyone's choice, not the confidence of a hero in the world.

Wudang's luck comes from the beliefs of the world, because of faith, there is luck, and the luck of a thousand years is not as good as that of a hero who kills a hero for half a year, which is indeed a bit bad.

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