Great Sui Guoshi

With a loud shout of "ha", the eight of them exercised their strength and put on their respective postures. There was a soft "click" sound from the bones, and the light around them could be vaguely distorted, and the energy burst out.

"...Lu Liangsheng only taught you horizontal kung fu?"

Sun Yingxian looked at the muscles of the eight people, couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, just now, the eight people didn't know any moves, so they concentrated on practicing their body exercises, almost to the point of being invulnerable. Coupled with the joint efforts of eight people, standing in front of him is like an iron wall, which can't be beaten or pushed away.

Simply eight freaks.

When the whistle sounded, the Taoist saw eight people rushing in a row roaring "Ah—" and quickly stepped back and waved his hands.

"No more, no more."

Ahead, the old donkey neighed and ran through. Sun Yingxian turned and ran, jumped onto the donkey's back, and went to the road outside the village in a short smoke. There was a golden field, and busy farmers could be seen everywhere. Lu Liangsheng in white and blue robe squatted on the ridge of the field On the night, I laughed with a three or four-year-old girl with pigtails and gave her candy.

Hearing the swaying sound of the rattle, he straightened up and stroked the little girl's head.

"Don't run around and wait for your parents by the field."

"Ok!"

The little girl licked the candy, nodded obediently, and waved her little hand at the scholar who passed by: "Goodbye, Mr. Lu! Goodbye, big toad!"

"Goodbye."

Taoist Toad lay on his apprentice's shoulder and rolled his eyes: "Why is this old man... Forget it, don't care about a child."

Hearing this, Lu Liangsheng smiled and pulled the hem of his robe slightly, and walked into the aisle, just as the old donkey came over, stuck out his tongue and licked the master's palm, while the Taoist, who jumped off the donkey's back, looked around.

"Old Lu, why are you looking for this way?"

The scholar caressed the donkey's mane, followed by his eyes on the stretch of Qixia Mountain, and the words came out of his lips softly, each word after a pause.

"Here, set up the magic circle."

……

As the sun rose into the sky, the little girl sitting by the field licked the candy in her hand, and when she wanted to look at Mr. Lu who gave her the candy, there was no one on the road.

Chapter 168 Mountains and rivers have spirits, and the universe borrows the law

The sun was shining brightly, passing through the gaps in the thick leaves, amidst the annoying chirping of cicadas, the woodcutter carrying firewood saw two people and a donkey coming up the mountain road, squinted his eyes for a while, and then grinned.

"It turned out to be Mr. Lu, and the Taoist priest. Why did you go up the mountain?"

Close to Lujia Village and Beicun, most of the local villagers went to the mountains to collect firewood, and they knew each other well. Besides, Lu Liangsheng was rarely unknown in this area, so he naturally recognized him.

"Come and see the mountains and rivers."

Lu Liangsheng looked at the woodcutter's appearance, he must be from Beicun, shook his wide sleeves, and cupped his hands casually, "Old man, I remember that there seems to be a small waterfall in this mountain, but is it still nearby?"

"Yes, yes, the old man just passed by there."

The woodcutter turned sideways and pointed to the way he came, perhaps worried that he would neglect the former tribute master in front of him, and wanted to help lead the way, but Lu Liangsheng smiled to dissuade him, and in a subtle movement, the sleeves of his robe were on the old man's body Flick, cast a small spell on him, so that he won't trip over the vines and stumps on the way up the hill.

Watching the woodcutter leave with three bundles of firewood slowly humming a folk song, Lu Liangsheng then dragged the old donkey and the Taoist to continue walking.

This mountain is a branch of the entire Qixia Mountain. There is also another name called Xiaoquan Mountain. It occupies only a few miles, but it is like a human arm, waving from south to east. The only road leading to Lujia Village is at the foot of the mountain. .

wow~~

Lu Liangsheng slowly pulled the old donkey across the light spot on the ground as the dense forest leaves rustled. The Taoist followed behind, raising his face from the compass from time to time to look around.

"When this mountain turns around, it attracts rain and dew. It's no wonder that although your Lujia Village has only one small river, the land is so fertile. Fortunately, it is also connected to Qixia Mountain. If it is alone, then the Mt. Tomb is facing you..."

When the Taoist ran his horse with his mouth full, he heard the faint sound of water in his ears. Lu Liangsheng in front of him let go of the rein, patted the old donkey's head, and let it walk around by itself.

Turning his head, on the other side of the sound of rushing water, a small waterfall is falling along the mountain wall into the pool below, causing ripples to push to the edge of the beach.

"It's here."

Lu Liangsheng sighed. When he was a child, he used to come here to play in the water with his friends from the village. Later, he was beaten up by his mother.

Recalling it now, it's kind of funny.

However, looking at this waterfall now as a monk, the water color is clear and contains spiritual light. Although it is weak, it is connected with the mountain and the main mountain of Qixia, and the spiritual energy circulates continuously.

'It's no wonder those knight-errants like this kind of place to retreat and practice hard for four or five years, or even longer. For them, this kind of meager spiritual energy not only improves their skills, but also greatly helps their enlightenment. . '

Looking at the waterfall flying down, he was slightly lost in thought. In his field of vision, the Taoist stretched out his hand and waved it back and forth in front of him a few times.

"Hey, Mr. Lu Da, wake up!"

"Heh... I think of some memories from my childhood, and I'm fascinated by it."

Lu Liangsheng did not hide his embarrassment at all, and took out the scroll with a chuckle. Occasionally, there was the sound of wild animals trampling fallen leaves in the forest, even if it was a big bug, the scholar didn't need to pay attention.

Walking not far away on a stone, when the scroll was spread out, the Taoist on the other side stomped continuously, making strange steps, stopping every time he reached the expected place, picked up a stone, and drew talismans with cinnabar on it , placed where the feet stand.

There are seven places in total. After finishing, he jumped up the cliff, took out a magic weapon knife from the yellow cloth pocket, and carved on it, and the stone chips fell down.

Not far away, on the shoulders of Lu Liangsheng who was also busy, Taoist Toad came down from his arm, swayed on his flippers and walked to the edge of the pool. Looking at the crystal clear water, he sat on the stone and closed his eyes quite comfortably. , enjoying the leisure time with dappled sunlight and flowing clear water.

The old man is liking this kind of life more and more.

...I feel that even if I am teased and scolded, I will not be angry again.

In the pleasant thoughts, Toad's mouth couldn't help drawing a big arc towards the sun, showing a peaceful smile.

Shasha~~

There was a sound in the woods, and a wild boar got out of the bushes, carefully glanced at the figure in white and blue robes over there, groaned, wriggled its long nose, walked to the edge of the pool and took a sip, then suddenly jumped up.

Taoist Ha, enjoying the warmth of the sun, yawned lazily.

A black shadow jumped into the pool with a bang, wow——

The water splashed, and the face of the toad sitting on the stone with its mouth open was drenched, and the newly worn short jacket with moiré patterns was instantly soaked. In a puddle of water, the toad opened its eyes and stared at the water surface, groaning. The pig's head, the cheeks swelled up, and the dense pimples on the back burst into black and purple.

Feeling the evil aura, the wild boar suddenly became excited, swam up to the edge of the pool, ran away with its hooves, rushed away from a cluster of bushes, and turned around to grunt a few times at the running toad.

The moment the pig's head came back to the right, the donkey's buttocks flicking its tail leisurely appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

Humph?

The pig let out a cry, and its front hooves suddenly fell to the ground.

bah—

Still hit it directly!

.......

woohoo-

The water hit the pool, and the Taoist on the cliff landed with his knife, patted the dust on his hands, and called out to the scholar who had already prepared over there.

"Old Lu, the rest is up to you."

In front of Pingshi, the scholar held his wide sleeves in one hand, and used his magic power to lightly leave the word "Qian Kun" on the scroll. Hearing the Taoist's words, Lu Liangsheng picked up the scroll of war, and the wind blew through the forest. With a sound, he threw it into the air, and waved his two fingers together in his sleeve.

"go with!"

The picture scroll is like a fish, swimming in mid-air, passing under the branches, flying to the waterfall, submerging behind the water curtain in the blink of an eye, and sticking to the mountain wall.

"The painting is based on the formation, the pen falls into the yin and yang, and the universe borrows the law—"

The breeze in the forest is gentle, and suddenly the wind is violent, the surrounding branches, leaves, and grass sway wildly, and the robes of the scholars and Taoists are hunting. In the eyes of the two, the spirit of the mountain and the spirit of the water are pulled from the surroundings like cocoons. Come, get into the picture scroll on the mountain wall behind the waterfall.

"It's done?" the Taoist put away the compass and asked.

"It's still three pictures short, and it can still form a formation, don't you think so, Master?"

Lu Liangsheng turned his head, and there was no figure of Taoist Toad by the pool, and the Taoist also shouted: "Old Toad", when suddenly a bloody smell wafted over.

In the wind blowing, there was rustling of the grass in front of them, Lu Liangsheng and the Taoist kept their eyes fixed, and hurried over to brush the grass away.

What was exposed was a burning bonfire, a disembowelled wild boar skewered on a wooden stick, dripping with oil, Taoist Toad was sitting by the side, his mouth was slightly open, and sticky saliva was dripping down.

Seeing that, the disciple and the Taoist sucked back the saliva and looked at him seriously: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay..." Lu Liangsheng's mouth twitched.

Toad snorted and turned back with its flippers in its arms, picked up its short coat and roasted it by the fire.

"I'll come over to have lunch together if I have nothing to do. Hmph, even a little wild boar dares to show off in front of this old man."

The old donkey chewed the grass, raised his head to look at the toad, let out a rough breath like a 'ah', continued to bury his head, and gnawed leisurely with his bald tail.

"You old donkey...sweeping the old man's face..."

The fire was flickering, Taoist Toad looked at the old donkey over there, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he turned away with a hum.

Lu Liangsheng sat down next to him, handed over a piece of meat, and said with a smile: "Master is a man of immortals, Qi Yuxuan is so powerful, don't be angry."

"Who's mad at an old donkey?"

Taoist Ha was told by his apprentice that it was true, he felt a lot more at ease, and swung his webs.

"Hurry up and eat. This is baked by the teacher himself. If you can't finish eating, take it home."

After eating this greasy lunch, Sun Yingxian was trembling with tiredness. After eating a few fruits from the tree, he got better. After that, he went to three more hills with Lu Liangsheng, and put all the remaining magic circles in one breath. Down.

Seen from a height, the middle range of Qixia Mountain, Xiaoquan Mountain, and Getouling of Qixia Back Mountain are vaguely connected to form a big circle, enclosing Lujia Village in the middle.

The sky was slanting, and there was a blush in the evening, and the white and blue robes were swaying in the wind. Lu Liangsheng stood in front of the tomb of the old teacher Matsushita, looking into the mountains. Soon, Hong Lian came to ask him to eat. One person and one ghost walked back with a smile. .

The sea of ​​clouds in the mountains is churning, with the spiritual energy that cannot be seen by ordinary people slowly flowing, and the big formation has been completed.

Chapter 169

The night wind whimpered and ran across the eaves, squeezed into the small crack of the door, the oil lamp flickered, the full stove, the gray old hen was dozing with eyes closed on the pile of firewood, no one spoke in the room, it was all touched by chopsticks The sound of the bottom of the bowl.

Swish the shadows of chopsticks rising and falling, the fat and greasy wild pork piled up on the plate, in a moment, the bottom of the plate was visible, Lu Laoshi leaned back in the chair contentedly, and patted his stomach.

"Ah... I haven't eaten mountain game for a long time."

On the other side, Lu Xiaoxian gnawed heavily, and Li Jinhua knocked the chopsticks off. Just now, she chewed, she gave her mother a sneaky look, and saw the Taoist holding a bowl, staring straight at the plate with the remaining pieces of fat.

"Why don't you eat?"

Sun Yingxian looked at the oily sheen on the fat, looked away with numbness in his scalp, picked up a vegetable with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"By the way, avoid meat and fish today, so I won't eat it."

"Weird." Lu Xiaoxian curled her lips, saw Li Jinhua, who had gone to wash the pot on the stove, looked over, and quickly picked up a vegetable, stuffed it into her mouth, and buried her head.

On the opposite side, Lu Liangsheng lightly put down the bowls and chopsticks and said: "It's ready." He got up and helped clean up the bowls and chopsticks, opened the door and walked out, and returned to the room along the eaves. With a flick of his finger, the dim light of the fire Brighten the room.

On the side of the head of the bed, Taoist Toad was lying on his back beside the pillow, with a short leg raised up and swinging in the air, holding a piece of half-fat and half-thin wild boar in his webbed hands, slowly savoring it.

Seeing the apprentice coming in, he wanted to say a few words, but the scholar took a few classics and sat quietly under the oil lamp to read them. With the soft sound of paper flipping, Taoist Toad swallowed the piece of wild meat with his mouth wide open. Into the belly, touched the swollen belly, and sat up with short legs.

Standing on the edge of the bed and looking at the back of the book, sighed, slowly lowered the edge of the bed to the ground, walked to the door and sat down, propped up his chin and looked at the lively chatting and laughing in the stove, turned his head and looked at the scene above his head half moon.

squeak……

At the door of the kitchen, the Taoist poked his head out, saw the old toad sitting under the eaves, and came over quietly.

"Kicked out by your apprentice?" He whispered.

Toad ignored him, the Taoist turned his gaze, and carefully looked into the room. In the slightly open door, in the area where the lights were flickering, with a handsome and quiet side face, he turned the pages of the book with all his attention.

"Sure enough, it looks a little better than Ben Dao."

"shameless."

Taoist Toad pouted at him, "That's how you see it?"

"You said that Lao Lu has something on his mind."

Sun Yingxian, who retracted his gaze, squatted down and stroked his short beard on his chin: "I feel that he is in a good mood today."

Toad squinted at the past, and said lightly: "Not bad."

Immediately, with a sigh, he raised his head and continued to look at the moonlight.

"Liangsheng has always been guilty of his teacher's affairs. This old man is a person who has experienced it. He has seen more ascetics than you have ever met."

After saying this, he sighed again and stood up with his flippers on his legs.

"It's better for the old man to help him, and he must be worthy of the word 'Master'."