Great Sui Guoshi

At this moment, the marching team suddenly stopped in front of the grass where one person and one toad were crouching. The moment they noticed it, a frog croaked "croak!".

The stopped team continued to chant scriptures, beat bronze bells, wooden fish, and golden cymbals. After a while, they gradually disappeared into the mist.

call!

Daoist Toad lay on Sun Yingxian's shoulder and came out of the bushes. Seeing the fog gradually engulfing him, he stood up, with his webbed on his back, and let out a heavy breath.

"If this old man is at his peak, how can this little monster be allowed to show off his might!"

"Stop talking big, old toad, can you see what kind of monster that is?" Sun Yingxian was also terrified, and when the other party stopped, he clearly felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"It's a centipede."

It was Lu Liangsheng who came to answer him. When he came, he wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with his cuff. Although the priest was peaceful, the real horror was that he was transformed by a monster, but where did he come from? Buddhist spirit?

He told his master and Sun Yingxian the original conversation with Centipede Jing.

"There is not only the Buddha's aura, but also the emperor's dragon's aura... Inspired by you, it has found a shortcut."

Toad fled to his apprentice's shoulder, hugging his flippers and humming.

"Moreover... this monster has not yet transformed into form, but it is deliberately suppressed, but its cultivation is probably incredible."

Lu Liangsheng threw the sword in his hand to the Taoist to play with, looked sideways at the master on his shoulder, and frowned.

"Cultivation can also be suppressed?"

"Why not?"

Taoist Toad walked with his apprentice, heaving his shoulders, his thoughts churned, thinking of a possibility, the frog webbing rubbing his chin suddenly stopped, and he stared at the big toad eyes.

"...It wants to transform into a dragon!"

Chapter 89 Moon Hazy Sword

"Longhua?"

Not only Lu Liangsheng, but also the Taoist who drew his sword and watched carefully turned his face away.

The word "dragon" has a very important meaning. It moves clouds and rain to ensure good weather for one side, or it is tattooed on a robe and sits in the court, which symbolizes the emperor's supreme authority and controls countless lives.

Sun Yingxian was the first to not believe it.

"How can a centipede transform into a dragon? Old toad, you read it wrong, right?"

Lu Liangsheng also had doubts about this. He looked at his master in silence, and Taoist Ha also scraped his past memories, trying to find similar examples, but unfortunately found nothing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, this monster doesn't want to turn into a human, but goes straight to Tianlong. It has some wisdom, think about it...and some of the courage of the old man back then."

"Ok?"

The scholar and the Taoist looked over together.

Toad yawned and smacked his lips: "The old man is talking about doing things."

The two of them, a toad, slowly left the forest and walked on the official road back to the city. At this time, the gate of the city was closed, and the soldiers on duty on the tower vaguely saw a figure approaching.

Right under the watchful eyes of the soldiers guarding the city, Lu Liangsheng used the wall-penetrating technique to sneak in with the Taoist and the toad. This time, there was no such funny thing as watching the Zhou Mansion at night.

"However, Lao Lu, that centipede will cut off all kindness with you, and you are not at a loss. Anyway, you don't have much friendship."

The Taoist played with the sword, and danced twice with the scabbard attached, as if touching a woman's skin, gently stroking it.

"It's better to leave it to my own way. At worst, I will turn around and give you more talisman papers to burn for fun."

"Come on, keep the yellow paper for yourself and burn it slowly."

Lu Liangsheng snatched the long sword and held it in his hand. The rein of the sword was shaking slightly. The three of them returned to the inn. Nie Honglian was anxiously floating around the room. The scholar who entered the room, the wind died away, dimples appeared on his cheeks, and he greeted him happily.

"Young master..."

As soon as he got close, he stepped back abruptly, and raised his sleeves to cover his cheeks, not daring to look over.

"My lord, where did you get the sword in your hand..."

"It was given by a monster." Lu Liangsheng took the magic sword a little farther away and hung it on the bedside, which made the female ghost over there feel better.

Hong Lian patted her chest and stood under the painting scroll, not daring to go over, talking from a distance across the round table.

"My lord, this sword is so terrifying, it seems to have killed many people."

The Taoist sat at the table and poured a bowl of tea, poured it into his mouth and said, "You killed a lot of people too... hey." The words greeted a wooden sleeper flying towards the head.

Lu Liangsheng glared at him, then took down the hanging dharma sword, and inserted it into the bookshelf in the corner.

"According to the centipede spirit, this sword belongs to the palace, and it is also the weapon worn by the founding emperor of the Chen Dynasty. It should have killed quite a few people."

Over there, the Taoist rubbed his forehead, put down the tea, and stared fiercely at the dharma sword stuck on the bookshelf.

"It would be uneasy to give this kind of fierce soldier to you. Why don't you give it to me and take it back to study for a while, so as to save the souls of the dead on the sword."

The scholar walked to the table, poured a cup of tea for the master, put it on the edge of the bed, turned around and smiled at him:

"If you want a weapon, just say so."

The Taoist raised his eyes.

"Said, will you give it to me?"

"Sure...not to."

The warm yellow lights in the room cast shadows on the walls and window sills. You talked and laughed at each other, making Nie Honglian cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Don't talk about it, I should go back to sleep, it's too bullying."

Sun Yingxian pushed the tea bowl, got up, opened the door and walked out, closing the door with a bang.

After the people left, Taoist Toad got up on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, dangling his two short legs, and looked at the apprentice who was washing over there.

"Liangsheng, don't provoke that centipede spirit, the two of us tied together can't beat it."

Lu Liangsheng wiped his face, handed the towel to Hong Lian who was at the side, walked back, sat next to Taoist Ha, and looked at the candlelight on the table.

"The disciple knows."

Paused, then spoke again.

"I just don't understand how the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty saw the capital become like this? The emperor didn't care about it?"

"Then you have to ask the emperor."

Taoist Toad didn't want to say more about it, so he jumped to the side of the desk and lay down, his white belly glowed, and he yawned comfortably.

"You take that sword here."

Hearing this, Hong Lian quickly dodged into the painting, poking out only one head, watching Lu Liangsheng curiously take the sword, and pulled out the blade.

Clang...

The trembling sound of metal reverberated in the room, and the simple and unsophisticated sword body was not cold at all, but it was reflected in the firelight, but densely packed sword patterns could be seen on it.

Taoist Toad supported his head, and gave another order.

"Press and hold the blade with two fingers."

Lu Liangsheng followed suit.

"and then?"

"Pour your mana into it."

next second.

Guided by the scholar's fingertips, on the body of the sword infused with mana, the veins became clear and spread out like clouds, revealing a clear moon in the middle, and the faint blue light was like the hazy moonlight.

Below the hilt, there are two small characters.

"Moon hazy."

Taoist Toad stood up, looked around the blade of the sword with his frog webbed on his back, and nodded:

"That's right, it's a rare dharma sword, but it's been too many years without spiritual energy accumulation, so I can't see how powerful it is. In the future, if you have nothing to do, pour mana into it. The dharma weapon is the same as the utensils in ordinary people's homes. Ah, it will also 'rust'."

Watching Taoist Toad jump to the bed and go to sleep.

Lu Liangsheng was just like getting a new toy his father made for him when he was a child, he danced around the room excitedly holding the Moon Misty Sword.

Then, discover a fact.

"Uh... I don't seem to know how to make sword moves."

Forget it, let's talk about it later, Lu Liangsheng also yawned, put the Moon Misty Sword back into its sheath, put it on the desk, sat on the bed, kicked his shoes left and right, and fell asleep in a comfortable position.

Hong Lian floated out.

"I don't know how to turn off the lights."

Sighing, he blew on the candle on the table, and the room became dark in an instant. In the corner of the bed, the coiled toad was still asleep, with its eyes open, staring at the sword on the bookshelf in a trance.

"People with predestined relationship... Duanyuan... Presenting sword... Transforming dragon..."

Toad blinked his eyelids.

Why is this so familiar?I seem to have seen it somewhere.

The night was dark, and Taoist Toad thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember what kind of familiarity it was. Time gradually passed by with the night, and just after dawn, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside.

Then, dong dong dong knocked on the door here a few times, and someone said outside:

"Master Lu, are you awake?"

Sunlight poured in from the window lattice, Lu Liangsheng got up early at this time, after washing up, he was sitting in front of the window reading "Strategy and Countermeasures", when he heard voices outside the door, he replied, "Here we are."

Opening the door, a servant in gray clothes quickly bowed his head when he saw the scholar who opened the door.

"I've seen Master Juren. It was Lord Shuhua who asked me to come over. Master, please come over."

"Wait a moment."

Lu Liangsheng went back to the house, changed his clothes, combed his hair neatly, told Hong Lian in the painting, and just followed the young man downstairs, and bought some gifts on the street.

It took less than half an hour to arrive at Min Changwen's mansion, but the other party had already gone to the early court.

Anyway, he didn't come to see him, so he gave one of the two gifts to the steward of the mansion, and the other party accepted it politely, urging the young servant to lead the master to the side yard quickly, and don't make Mr. Shuhua wait in a hurry And so on.

Walk through the garden garden path and into the side yard.

On a stone bench, an old man whom he hadn't seen for a long time was holding a volume of books, reading them in the morning light.

The phoenix tree is isolated, with dead leaves floating down, falling on the paper, and just about to take it away, a hand stretches out to take the leaf away.

The old man raised his head, looked at Lu Liangsheng standing in front of him holding a dead leaf, and nodded with a smile.

"Heh... Liangsheng is here, sit down and talk."

Chapter 90 leaving

The leaves of the sycamore tree swayed, Lu Liangsheng dropped the dead leaves in his hands, arched his hands towards the old man in front of him, and bowed deeply.

"Liangsheng met his mentor."

"What are you doing so politely, come and sit down."

Wang Shuhua got up to support Lu Liangsheng, looked up and down for a while, relaxed his beard and hair, nodded with a smile, and said a few times

"Okay, okay..."

On the contrary, Lu Liangsheng was a little embarrassed. He put the gift on the table and sat down on a stone bench next to him. The old man in front of him was a little less energetic than a few months ago.

On the stone table was a copy of "Fei Cui's Notes". Lu Liangsheng had also read part of this book when it was in Zhou Zhen's mansion. It was originally three books, one "Guangnan Travel Notes", the other "Ling San", and the second "Ling San". The three books called "Lu Shi" were all written by sages.

"Master is also reading this book?"

Unable to find a topic for a while, Lu Liangsheng took the book on the table and started talking,

The old man on the opposite side poured a cup of tea, handed it over, and said with a smile:

"I originally planned to go out of the city. I came back last night and heard that Li Guanshi said that you have come to the capital. I put aside the matter of going out of the city for the time being. I waited for you in my free time, so I went out to have a look."

The words stopped, Wang Shuhua put down the purple clay pot, shook his cuffs, and cupped his hands: "I haven't congratulated the good students yet as a teacher."