Throughout the ages, there have been many Mahayana masters in the cultivation world.

The lives of many of them are comparable to legends, the difference is only in the degree of difficulty - for example, Nan Hongzi of the Beixuan School, who sat in prison for 30 years, had no teacher and no inheritance, and realized Taoism and alchemy on his own.This is very remarkable, because it is rare to see a person like Nan Hongzi.

And Daoist Tianyan was born as a beggar, and finally became the head elder of the big sect, and was even one step away from ascending to the ascension!Compared with the same beggars, it is considered a myth, but in the realm of comprehension, it can't even touch the threshold of legendary standards!

Cultivators are also human beings, they are all raised by their fathers and mothers. Compared with children from aristocratic families, of course the base of poor people is larger.Even if the children in the deep house compound have the roots of cultivation, who can see it if they don't go out?How many cultivators love to wander around the city after spending their whole lives in the bustling and confusing world of mortals?

Everyone lives in famous mountains and ancient temples, what a blessed place!

In the world of comprehension, one-third of those born in Taoist temples were sent by their parents for various reasons, and another third were orphans picked up or good seedlings that cultivators saw in poor families. One of them is divided among descendants of blood relatives or ancestors who are cultivators, and the last one-sixth is of miscellaneous origin.

Nan Hongzi is the miscellaneous kind.

The same is true for Chen He, including the Chen family friend Mr. Yao who he didn't remember in his previous life, and he still hasn't remembered in this life.

If we count what they did before cultivation, little Taoists and novice monks are a huge category. Needless to say, just pulling out former beggars like Master Tianyan can form the latest giant crocodile beggar gang in the cultivation world.

——For 400 years of hard work, I returned to the time of begging.

After Tian Yan was sullen, he calmed down.

As a cultivator in the Mahayana period, he memorizes the exercises and knows how to deduce the secrets. Even though his strength is not enough now, his spiritual sense is still weakened several times, and he knows what will happen in the world of comprehension in the next 400 years!This kind of good opportunity is really bitter before sweet, but if it comes, let it be safe and follow the destiny!

As the leader of the righteous way, the real Tianyan certainly remembered his old opponent who had been a headache all his life, Chen He was born in a family in Yunzhou, he was hit by a stone, and later entered the way of the devil.

So here comes the problem, after reviving the whole life, he also knows that this devil who will give Zhengdao a headache in the future is still a fool, what should Tianyan Daoist do?

——He squatted beside the bowl to beg, and calmly waved Chen Ho to the back of his head.

The duty given to him by destiny is to lead the righteous way and fight against the evil cultivators after more than 200 years!

It has to be said that the real Tianyan, who can single-handedly provoke the leader when the righteous way is in a state of panic, and who has worked longer than the previous three leaders of the righteous way combined, has never been confused about big things.

He would not go all the way to Yunzhou to kill a fool Chen Ho.

——The battle of righteous demon cultivators was not provoked by Venerable Li Yan. Without Venerable Li Yan, Mo Xiu would have other reverends!Is it useful to kill a fool?No matter how many causes and effects there are in the world, people cannot pay for things that haven't happened yet.

Master Tianyan would not instigate people to go to Yunzhou to find the legendary stone Zhonghuo.This kind of foreign matter in the world has a spirit, if it is not done well, it will be repeated in advance by burning Yunzhou City.

Even if he is saddened by the vain death of [-] people in Yunzhou, he is still a little beggar of Tianyan Daoist of the Heluo faction. The first task is: not to let himself starve to death!

The Heluo Sect was not far from Yuzhou, so as long as they collected enough travel expenses and walked around the sect's residence with a bowl, they could easily be accepted as registered disciples.

In Tianyan's expectation, he should meet this new generation leader of the magic cultivator for the first time in the late stage of Jindan!That was 50 years later!

What's wrong with bumping into each other in Yuzhou City so early?

***

Chen Ho looked down at the Taoist priest with a pale face but full of doubts.

He just took a step closer, and the opponent's hostility rose up slowly, and the restoration method held in his hand also changed into a defensive posture.

——How difficult is it to mess around in the realm of comprehension? What's the matter with being vigilant and cautious even though you don't have much?

According to the small book, Chen He felt that he had only seen such "experienced" seekers of life at salt dealers.

The Taoist in front of him was well dressed, but there were a lot of protective talismans written crookedly on his robes, and it looked like he made it himself.What effect?Reinforced, to prevent tearing, dustproof, afraid of washing too much and washing the clothes to pieces...

The more Chen Ho looked at it, the more guilty he felt.

This guilt is not for a strange strange Taoist, but for his senior brother.

Without Shi Feng, Chen He might still be a fool. Even if he was lucky and wasn't beaten up, he would be just like this Taoist priest begging for life when he entered the realm of comprehension.

Wearing a piece of clothing again and again, trying my best to keep it from wearing out, using tricks to cheat (Tianyan real person: I don’t have it!), catching monsters and selling them for money, buying pills and kung fu, and finally practicing a good kung fu for escaping .

It was the senior brother who saved him from such a difficult life, and even bought a house in Yuzhou for his safety, and now he is taking risks to deal with those demon cultivators!Of course Chen Ho felt guilty, the only way to help his brother was to improve his strength quickly, instead of squatting here playing tricks on this Taoist priest!

"Knocked out, blindfolded and taken away!"

Chen He waved his hand easily, and immediately a puppet stepped forward.

Daoist Tianyan was shocked: "Devil, what are you going to do?"

"Kidnapping!"

"..."

Chen He patted the dust on his body, and said to the stunned Taoist priest, "I know you are poor and white, so I don't ask much, as long as you tell me honestly, what is the so-called deep hatred at first sight—"

"Just let go of poverty?"

"I'll just lock you up for ten or eight years, or let someone erase your memory." Chen He touched his chin, nodded and said, "If the Taoist priest doesn't say anything, this is actually the best way to solve the trouble."

Chen He smiled and swiped his right hand across his neck.

Then Chen He was satisfied to see that the other party was frightened, his eyes straightened.

——No, Master Tianyan was stunned by your smile.

"How are you thinking?"

"Pindao feels that he didn't wake up today... No, no, Pindao feels that he is very talented, and he encountered such a dangerous demon before he reached the Golden Core stage!" The Taoist frowned and began to meditate silently.

It's ridiculous!The country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Even if Venerable Li Yan is reborn, he shouldn't be able to laugh!The entire cultivation world has never seen the smile of this demon leader!The kind of demon cultivators who try to make fun of the demon king and strive to gain favor have all become ashamed!

Chen He's expression froze, and he stood up resentfully.

The puppet immediately knocked the poor Taoist unconscious.

"Go back, let the old man with long eyebrows take a look..." Chen He said casually.

If there is such a thing as a deep hatred, how can the elders of the Heluo sect not see it?

Just as the group was about to retreat, a procession suddenly appeared in front of the city gate. There were hundreds of people riding horses carrying sedan chairs and carrying boxes.In particular, Chen Ho saw at a glance that the leading rider was wearing armor and had a heroic face. It was the magic cultivator Shi Feng had told him when he came to Yuzhou.

Chen He decisively made a gesture to wait.

The magic cultivator's ability is average, but he has many subordinates and many eyes.Chen He didn't want to reveal his identity at all, and he didn't want to arouse the other party's alert. He still wanted to live in Yuzhou City.

The few people around the city gate were blocked to the side of the road.

In this snowy day, everyone is dressed thickly, and when they bow their heads, others cannot see their faces.

This group of people walked out of the city, and they didn't seem to want to talk to the civilians, so they came directly to the gate of the city.Yuzhou County Lieutenant Qin Meng got off his horse, followed by the official sedan chair and stopped in front of the city gate. The bearer slightly tilted the sedan chair, opened the curtain respectfully, and came out a man wearing a dark blue regular suit with a curved collar and large sleeves. A middle-aged man in official boots.

Qin Meng cupped his hands towards the man.

Even though the distance was far, Chen He could clearly see that the middle-aged man's face was somewhat familiar.

"It's a long way to go to Yunzhou, and I don't know when we will see you again!" The county captain Qin Meng sighed, and took a glass of wine from someone else as a farewell sign.

The middle-aged man shook his hand. He wore a white belt around his waist. There was no jade pendant, and there was not even a trace of embroidery on his clothes. It was obvious that someone in the family had passed away and was still wearing mourning.

The two exchanged a few more words.

The middle-aged man said very little, with a calm demeanor and a firm tone.Let's just talk about Ding You, because the handover was reported to the court, waiting for the successor to come, and the handover of official duties has been delayed for three months, so he must set off to go home.

Standing in the dark, Chen He suddenly heard a few passers-by who looked like scholars muttering to him, "Junshou Chen's home is in Yunzhou?"

"It looks good. Yunzhou County in southern Xinjiang is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and a land of exquisite beauty. Miao girls are even more affectionate, but the folk customs are fierce." One person shook his head and said, causing his companions to laugh.

"It's windy and snowy, and it's the first day of the first lunar month. Why are you rushing out of the city?"

"Hurry up? I can't see that if you really want to hurry back to your hometown, why don't you sit in a sedan chair and just drive a carriage!"

"Tsk, how can Chen Junshou be as casual as you and me! Besides, the seven or seven days are over, and there is no need to go to the funeral. Yunzhou is so far away, I guess we have to change the waterway to move forward..."

Chen Ho stared at the appearance of the middle-aged man, his body slowly stiffened.

He came out quietly, pretending to be a person who watched the excitement from a distance, and joined the discussion as if he didn't care: "My family is in Yunzhou, and it is not easy to come to Yuzhou to be an official. It is such a long way, and the elderly at home are suddenly ill. Come here, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to see the last time."

"Look at the appearance of the little brother, he is also a scholar, why haven't you heard of this?" A group of scholars with bad mouths looked at Chen He and said in a low voice, "What is the last time, even if the gods ride the clouds! Chen Junshou's family Young and old, they were all burned to death! None of the maids and wives in the second gate escaped, and only the servants outside took their lives!"

Chen He felt a bang in his head, and his whole body was a little dazed. He heard himself asking: "It turned out to be water, but why are you so clear?"

"Naturally, it was passed on by people who hold public office in the yamen!"

"Little brother must be studying hard on weekdays, and he doesn't come out to socialize and sing along! It's strange to see."

Chen Ho forced a smile, and he watched the middle-aged man get on the sedan chair, and the motorcade slowly left the city gate in the snow.

——It turned out that it was the father he had never met.

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