Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

After wandering around in a carriage for eight days, everyone finally arrived at the Yuhua Palace. This Yuhua Palace was built on the mountain. Among the cypresses, you can see pavilions, terraces and pavilions with cornices and brackets.

The place where you enter the mountain is a large archway made of white marble, with the words "Yuhua Palace" written on the archway.

The archway is not something that ordinary people say can be erected immediately, let alone the material of the whole white marble.But how did Mo Xian know about this, he just felt that this place really had the meaning of a fairy mountain and blessed land.In the previous life, those animated games that were made were only made after all, and it was completely different from this feeling of being in the real scene.

Seeing Mo Xian's rarely bright expression, Palace Master Yang immediately leaned forward: "How is it? You like Xian'er?"

"The scenery is really beautiful." Mo Xian didn't go against his will to find fault with this place. On the one hand, it's the truth, and on the other hand, it's already at the door of someone's house, and he's talking nonsense. He might be fine, and he might offend Seventh Brother trouble.

This was the first time that Palace Master Yang heard good words from Mo Xian, and he grinned until his ears. Everyone in Yuhua Palace couldn't bear to look at that stupidity, and all lowered their heads.

Walking a little further, I saw white silk fluttering in front of me, a group of beauties in white clothes, carrying a few proud sons covered in white gauze, and seeing them from a distance, they knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the palace master, sir. The palace lord returns to the palace."

Palace Master Yang became more and more complacent, but the corners of Mo Xian's mouth twitched. Although it is true that beauties look good in white, Mo Xian is an ordinary person. With such a group of white flowers, he looks like a funeral procession at first glance...

When I got closer, I realized that this sedan chair is actually not big, it looks more like a sliding pole, and it can accommodate at most one person sitting on it.Palace Master Yang was naturally the one sitting at the front, but Jiang Yunhe and Shao Suo were next, and Mo Xian was fourth.

After Jiang Yunhe got off the boat, he kept thinking that Mo Xian didn't exist, and Mo Xian also thought that he didn't exist. It was Shao Suo who met for the first time today—he had been recuperating in the cabin before, and even now his face was very ugly—to Mo Xian. Xian saluted.

Mo Xian watched Senior Brother Seven being led to the back, but he got on too, and he got on the sedan chair.So a series of small sedan chairs went straight to the palace on the mountain.

The sedan chair stopped outside a large hall, there was still a group of people waiting here, but it was no longer white, especially the twenty or so people present, a group of colorful men and women who were colorful, indigo and moon white.Looking closely at the appearance, it is also fat, thin, thin, pan An Songyu, each has its own merits.

And those women are already dressed as women, Mo Xian's first reaction is the word "harem".

When Palace Master Yang came over to introduce them, I realized that this was all the main affairs of various departments in Yuhua Palace, but it was not considered that Mo Xian had completely misunderstood it. More than half of the men and women in it were hinting at each other, looking at each other and greeting each other. Sending off, worshiping and helping each other, even the blind can feel different feelings.

However, these people did not reject or dislike Mo Xian, at least on the surface, but welcomed it.This made Mo Xian a little strange. With such a big sect, it stands to reason that an heir suddenly appeared, so there should be some undercurrents, but Mo Xian didn't notice it at all.

So it's because these people are too good at acting?Or is this Yuhua Palace really too harmonious?At least for a short period of time, Mo Xian will not be able to know these things. After seeing these senior officials of Yuhua Palace, Palace Master Yang took Jiang Yunhe and Shao Suo to the main hall, and others took Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother to their residences.

It seems that this means that Palace Master Yang has not yet wanted Mo Xian to participate in the internal affairs of Yuhua Palace.That's true, don't say that Mo Xian is a reluctant Young Palace Master.Even if he is willing, but without knowing his abilities, it is not love to rashly let him participate in palace affairs.

——It seems that this Palace Master Yang is quite qualified in some respects.

However, Mo Xian still had a bad impression of Grand Palace Master Yang, especially when he went to his small courtyard and saw a group of handsome men saluting him.

After all, this group of people was not clingy, Mo Xian said "all retreat", and they all retreated, even though they knew that they were only hiding in the dark and did not leave the yard, but it was better than a group of wandering around. People are much more comfortable.

He entered the house with the seventh senior brother and drank tea, and took a look at the elegantly decorated and warm house, but Mo Xian didn't feel at ease at all, he just felt that he was locked in a cage, tired and depressed, so he simply tilted his head , Leaning on Seventh Senior Brother's shoulder.

Seventh Senior Brother also understood what Mo Xian was thinking, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Little Mo... Actually, Palace Master Yang treats you very well." Seventh Senior Brother was also born without knowing who his father is, so he still has some expectations for his father, and he can understand why Palace Master Yang always looked down on him before— — After all, he seduced someone else's son who was "as beautiful as a flower and like a jade" and left.

Mo Xian sighed, if Yang Luo was just a simple Yang Luo, not Palace Master Yang, even if he was a beggar with dementia, Mo Xian would recognize him, so why not be filial in front of his bed and support him until he grows old?After all, this life was indeed given by this father.But it happened that he had an extraordinary status, and it happened that the emperor didn't like them.

Although Mo Xian was born in modern times in his previous life, since he was sensible, he did not believe what the teacher said that everyone is equal.Parents are born different, even if they are the same, siblings still have the so-called favor and disfavor, one child is loved like a treasure, another child is abandoned like a shoe, and even beaten into a cripple, similar facts are not unheard of.As for the society...

Mo Xian firmly believes that if the weather is good and the weather is good, as long as the people still have a glimmer of life and can eat and drink enough, if the court dislikes the forces, they will not be able to jump around for a few days.No matter how powerful this force was before, it cannot compete with a country's regime.

So Mo Xian simply agreed to the ghost doctor to help the court. Of course, because the emperor's character was not trustworthy, even if the ghost doctor didn't propose killing the king, Mo Xian would do something wrong after helping.Now facing a person who is destined to die, a force that is destined to be defeated, how could Mo Xian obediently bow his head and recognize his relatives?

Now even under his control, Palace Master Yang is indeed good to him, but as long as Mo Xian can save his and Seventh Senior Brother's lives, he will not think about changing anything.

"Brother, I want to eat the hot noodle soup you made."

"I'll go and ask where there is a kitchen, so I can cook it for you?" Seventh senior brother knew that Mo Xian was deliberately changing the subject, so he stopped talking about whether he recognized his relatives or not, but now that Mo Xian was leaning against him, he How can I get up?

"But I don't want you to go." Mo Xian closed his eyes, wanting to sleep like this for a while, although the sitting posture of the two of them is uncomfortable, but Brother Seven's shoulders and chest are much more reassuring than a warm bed.

But as soon as Mo Xian closed his eyes, he heard two "coughs and coughs". When he opened his eyes, he was an old Taoist with three strands of long beard and strong bones in Taoist robes.

Mo Xian frowned, it was indeed inconvenient not to be able to use his internal energy, and he didn't even know when he got to the door.

The old Taoist saw Mo Xian sitting up straight from the moment he opened his eyes, and without waiting for him to speak, he raised his legs and entered the room, sat opposite Mo Xian, poured himself a cup of tea, took a couple of sips with a smile on his face, and said to Senior Brother Seven : "My little brother, don't you want to make hot noodle soup? This old man is really hungry."

Seventh senior brother blushed and was about to leave, but I don't know if he is going to make noodle soup... But Mo Xian grabbed him: "Senior brother, you are tired from the journey, you should take a bath and rest. "

"Boy, you are really stingy." The old man blew on his beard and widened his eyes.

"I've always been stingy."

"Seeing that you look so much like your mother, how come your personality is as unpleasant as your father's?"

"I'm really sorry for disappointing the Taoist priest. Why don't the Taoist priest go outside and look around, maybe you can meet one or two people who are not so stingy."

The old man choked with anger, and coughed twice: "Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, do you know who I am? How dare you come up and offend me like this?"

"Of course, I don't know who the boss is. How can I speak kindly to a stranger who came uninvited?"

The old man's eyes widened. Seventh Brother was even afraid that he would be hurt by Mo Xian's anger, but he didn't want the old man to slap the table suddenly, raised his head and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha——! Good! Good boy! And Daoist's appetite! I'm sure I'll accept you as an apprentice!"

"Xian'er, why don't you hurry up and learn from your master?" But Palace Master Yang ran in from outside the house with a look of surprise.

Mo Xian didn't expect that this old Taoist turned out to be the leader of the biggest faction in the Changshengmen—the No. 30 sixth-generation magic star Taoist Zhen!

This name sounds like a pseudonym or a nickname, but it is actually his name, but it is his own.Although the magic stars of Changshengmen are called demons, the strongest ones are medical practitioners. However, they pursue longevity as mortals, and they do everything against the sky.

Of course Mo Xian doesn't want to worship any teacher, but now that his internal strength is restricted, and Palace Master Yang and Lao Dao are even top masters, it's really not easy to force him to do something?He didn't even threaten him with Seventh Senior Brother, just in this small courtyard, Palace Master Yang restrained Mo Xian's acupuncture points, played with him like a puppet, and paid homage to his master.

Mo Xian was so angry that his lungs exploded, but the two of them were laughing and laughing, especially Mo Xian's cheap father, who was really happy.Even if Palace Master Yang threw a bottle of medicine to Mo Xian before he left, saying that he would be able to release the confinement of true qi after taking half a month, he didn't feel relieved at all.

In the evening, Mo Xian drank the noodle soup cooked for him by the seventh senior brother, thinking that he had to get rid of the chaos as soon as possible, otherwise, although Palace Master Yang followed him in some matters, he would not be able to deal with other "big right and wrong" and "related to his son." "Future", but he is relentless. If this continues, accidents will definitely happen.

But from this point of view, it is a good thing that he worshiped an old Taoist as his teacher. Although Changshengmen is more powerful than Yuhua Palace, it should not be as united as Yuhua Palace, and it should be easier to stir up trouble...