My wife is the sect leader

Master Yuhuai said in a concentrated voice: "Front? This place is about to reach Xuanqing Mountain."

Master Yuzhen frowned and asked: "What did the ghost swordsman do in Xuanqing Mountain?"

Since the disbandment of Xuanmen, most of the books and property in Xuanqing Mountain have been divided up by the Sanmen. Over the years, the buildings above the mountain gate have also been damaged in sevens and eighty-eight, plus many people in the world search every year. , only a dilapidated old site remained.

Master Yujiu thought for a while, and said: "The ghost swordsman is a disciple of Yan Shaoshan, and he can be regarded as a Taoist sect. This time he came to the ancestral court to pay homage to the ancestors. Or he was just passing by to have a look. "

He Chen glanced at Xuanqing Mountain in the distance, and said slowly: "What he wants to do has nothing to do with us, we just need to stop him."

Several people nodded.

"Let people surround the area with a radius of tens of miles, and don't let a single person go."

Ling Yuanjing took a deep breath, and said: "This ghost swordsman is very good at concealing methods. Generally, the masters of Qingfengtang may not recognize them even if they pass by. We can only rely on this spirit mouse to search."

"There are strange beasts around this person, remember not to underestimate the enemy."

Speaking of this, Ling Yuanjing looked at Master Moyun.

"Brother Ling, don't worry, we will definitely find that ghost swordsman today."

Master Moyun smiled, then took out two water spirit fruits from the pouch on his waist, and threw them in front of the spirit-seeking mouse.

"Hurry up and eat, it's time to work after eating."

The Spirit-seeking Mouse swallowed the water spirit fruit in one gulp, showing a satisfied expression, and then "squeaked", its body turned into a black line and burrowed into the dense forest.

Seeing this, Master Moyun hurriedly said: "Let's follow quickly. After my spirit mouse swallows the water spirit fruit, my speed is extremely fast, and I can quickly find the ghost swordsman within thirty miles."

After speaking, Master Moyun immediately chased after him.

"go!"

The masters of the Shinichi School of Mathematics looked at each other, and followed quickly.

Chapter 144 Obtaining Purple Opportunity in the Temple

Xuanqing Mountain is a criss-crossing mountain range with thousands of rocks and ravines.

An Jing stood on the head of the millennium black boa, while Lou Xiangzhen stood on the tail.

Looking at the majestic mountains in front of him, An Jing couldn't help saying: "The ancestral court of the Xuanmen is really impressive."

Although he has also seen Nanhua Mountain, the highest in the world, but compared with Xuanqing Mountain, Nanhua Mountain always feels a bit inferior in artistic conception and taste.

Lou Xiang fell to An Jing's side, looked forward and said, "Would you like to go up the mountain to have a look? You are also a disciple of the Taoist sect. Although there are no disciples of the Xuanmen sect on Xuanqing Mountain, there are still Taoism left by the masters of the Xuanmen sect." The rhymes and imprints, many of which are left by some great masters."

"Alright."

An Jing took a deep breath, then nodded.

Xuanmen is the oldest sect in the world today, even older than Buddhism. Now that it is under the ancestral court of Xuanmen, it would be somewhat regrettable not to pay a visit.

Then the two came to the ancient road. An Jing hid the thousand-year-old black boa. They stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the top of Xuanqing Mountain.

The mountains and forests are secluded, empty and deserted, and there are many tourists who come to visit along the way.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone steps in front of him, and said slowly: "This is called the Sky-climbing Stairs, with a total of 99 floors. Anyone who wants to climb the Xuanqing Mountain must walk up the steps. One step at a time, you need to walk 99 steps to reach the top of the mountain."

An Jing stepped on the stone steps, glanced at the endless stone steps, and couldn't help saying: "Ascend to the sky, can people really ascend to the sky?"

The grand master extended his life for three hundred years, which seems to have reached the limit, but what about the grand master?

Lou Xiangzhen's expression was as calm as water, "How difficult it is to climb to the sky, even if there is, it is not done by human power."

An Jing nodded and said nothing.

A great master stumps everyone in the world, let alone immortality.

The two took one step at a time, and it took about an hour or so before they reached the top of Xuanqing Mountain, Hei Niu Gang.

When we reached the top of the mountain, there were all tourists visiting and watching, besides some Taoists who were doing divination.

Lou Xiangzhen pointed to an empty piece of land in the distance, and said: "It is rumored that my Xuanmen patriarch has a black cow with open eyes. When it enters and exits the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. It was raised here at that time. , so this place is called Hei Niu Gang.”

An Jing nodded and said, "The black cow should also be a strange beast."

There are many strange beasts in this world, which have survived for thousands of years, and their strength is unpredictable. They may be hiding in unknown corners like the thousand-year-old black anaconda.

Lou Xiangzhen walked in front, and said: "It is recorded in the ancient books of Xuanmen that the black bull understands human nature and is so powerful that even a master in the realm of masters can hardly stop it."

The two walked while talking, and after a while, they came to a dilapidated hall.

There is a repaired plaque above the main hall, Qianji Hall.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes was sitting huddled in front of the main hall, with bundles of sandalwood and a stick in front of him. At this moment, the stick was full of bamboo sticks.

An Jing was a little curious about the black cow, "What happened to the strange beast later?"

"That black cow."

Lou Xiang paused for a moment, and said: "The Patriarch of Xuanmen left Xuanqing Mountain and took the black ox with him. Some people said that the black ox accompanied the patriarch to sit down, and some said that the black ox accompanied the patriarch to become a god. Specifically, No one knows about the situation?"

"Come on, let's do a fortune telling."

Speaking of this, Lou Xiangzhen walked up to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Lou Xiangzhen, hesitated for a moment and said, "One hundred Wen for the future, fifty Wen for the marriage, and..."

Lou Xiangzhen took out a tael of silver, pointed at An Jing beside him, and said, "This is a tael of silver, and it counts as his future."

When the middle-aged Taoist saw the one tael of silver, he suddenly smiled, "Yes, anyone can count it. I am the best Taoist with a radius of tens of miles."

Those young men from aristocratic families, young lady fortune tellers are not as rich as the old man in front of them, only those who have traveled the rivers and lakes, they will spend money like this without blinking an eye.

In their eyes, this is not silver, it is just a silver stone.

An Jing laughed secretly, do you know who the person next to you is, he is the head of the Guigu Sect today, do you dare to say that your hexagrams are accurate in front of him?

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at An Jing, "This chivalrous man, please draw lots."

An Jing shook the stick, and then a stick fell out of the stick, with the word 'ji' written on it.

"Good sign!"

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly when he saw the bamboo stick in An Jing's hand, "Your Excellency drew a stick with a top stick."

"Sign up!?"

An Jing was puzzled.

"If you go to Tailai, you will be close to Tailai, and you will temporarily hand over the gentleman to come out of the mountain. If there is good news from the tiger and the rabbit, you will be determined to be busy while you are busy."

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head for a while, and then said: "This hexagram is a sign of blessings in misfortunes. Everything is bad and good will come. Even if your Excellency is in some troubles now, it is just a small test for you. Wait until this After the test, it will also be the time when the blessing will come."

Hearing this, An Jing chuckled, looked at Lou Xiangzhen, and said, "Senior, do you want to try drawing a lottery?"

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at the bamboo tube, shook his head and said, "No, there is no lottery for me in this bamboo tube."

Hearing this, An Jing's smile faded slightly.

"This old man really knows how to joke."

The middle-aged Taoist patted the door couplet in front of the dilapidated hall, and said: "The poor Taoist came from the Taoist sect, and my bamboo tube contains everything, counting all the affairs of the world. How can people in the world not have the lottery you want?"

Lou Xiangzhen didn't speak, but went straight into the hall.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at An Jing, and continued: "Your Excellency, do you want another marriage? I can give you a [-]% discount. I think you have extraordinary momentum, and the marriage must be very auspicious..."

"No need."

An Jing followed behind Lou Xiangzhen and walked towards the main hall.

The middle-aged Taoist saw this, although he was a little disappointed, but then he thought of the one tael of silver just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a young Taoist priest in his 20s hurried over and asked, "Lao Luo, how are you doing today?"

"Let's be so-so."

The middle-aged Taoist said proudly.

The two are obviously old acquaintances, and seeing the middle-aged Taoist's expression, the young Taoist knew that he might have gotten a lot of benefits, and said a little sourly at the moment: "Sure enough, it's better to be a liar, I study the hexagrams of farts. "

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he immediately showed dissatisfaction: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense. I rely on my own ability. How can you say that I am a liar?"

The young Taoist glanced at the stick, "Lao Luo, now that everyone on the mountain knows the tricks you play, why are you pretending?"

With that said, he picked up the stick and poured it on his hands.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

Countless bamboo sticks all fell into the hands, and without exception, all of these bamboo sticks were top-notch.

"You stinky boy!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, his expression changed, he quickly grabbed the bamboo sticks and bamboo tubes and stuffed them all back. He didn't forget to look around, and he was slightly relieved when he found no one around.

........

Inside the hall.

The sandalwood is slowly rising, and the white smoke is floating in the whole hall.

The surrounding decorations are very ordinary. In the center of the hall, there are no statues, only a table with candlesticks and incense burners on it.

At the back of the table is a disc made of stone. The disc is very huge. It seems that it has not been polished or carved, only the marks left by the years.

When An Jing saw this, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. In this hall, if you don't worship God, you want to worship a stone plate?

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone plate and said: "This is the stone plate of thousands of opportunities. It is said that it is the place where the ancestor of the Xuanmen enlightened. Later, the ancestor of the Xuanmen brought it here and placed it in the main hall to be worshiped by the disciples of the Xuanmen. , and disciples of Xuanmen will come to observe and realize this Thousand Opportunity Stone Disk, wanting to learn some magic from it, but so far no one has been able to realize Taoism and obtain opportunities from this Thousand Opportunity Stone Disk."

This firm offer of thousands of machines is also one of the reasons why Lou Xiangzhen brought An Jing to the main hall today.

An Jing glanced at the thousand machine stone plate, and asked in puzzlement: "Isn't anyone interested in this thousand machine stone plate?"

Lou Xiangzhen chuckled lightly, "This thousand-machine stone plate is extremely heavy. It is rumored that the stone plate is connected to the leylines. Unless Xuanqing Mountain is moved away, this stone plate will not move a little bit. You should take a look at this stone plate and see. Are you a predestined person, and if so, you might be able to get the fortune and chance of the Xuanmen Patriarch."

As he said that, Lou Xiangzhen picked up the three incense sticks on the table, lit them to the fire of the candlestick, and bowed to the stone plate above, then put the incense in his hands in the incense burner, and walked out of the hall slowly.

It has been 17 years, and 17 years later, I stepped into this Xuanqing Mountain again.

"How many 17 years are left in my life?"

Lou Xiangzhen stood outside the main hall, looking at the vastness in the distance, subconsciously touched the long sword in his hand.

In fact, he knew why Xiao Qianqiu often came to Xuanqing Mountain.

In the past, when Master Lou Xiangzhen was still alive, he would bring him and Jiang Sanjia to Xuanqing Mountain every few years.

It is not to worship anyone, nor to miss anyone, it seems to have become a habit, a habit that is cultivated in the bones.

At that time, Lou Xiangzhen didn't understand why the master came so often, but now he understands.

When I came here, I looked at the vastness in front of me, as if I had found a kind of root, I found a kind of sustenance, and by the way, I was always alert to myself.

"Whose hands is the situation in?"

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the clouds and mists in the distance, and muttered to himself.

"Xiao Qianqiu, you should be going down the mountain soon."

Speaking of this, he took a light breath, and walked towards the distance, as if looking for the plants and trees here, whether they are the same as back then.

..........

Inside the hall.

An Jing sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at the Qianji stone plate in front of him.

There is nothing special on the stone plate except for the imprints of the years. At this moment, he is already dazzled by the rough and messy texture, but he still can't feel the slightest fluctuation.

After about a stick of incense, An Jing didn't gain anything.

"Anyone?"

An Jing's thoughts fell on the book on the ground, and there was nothing unusual.

In the past, every time there was an opportunity, the book from the ground would emit all kinds of light, but today it did not.

"It seems that I am not destined."

An Jing shook his head, then prepared to get up.

At this moment, a hot temperature suddenly released from his arms.

"Ok?"