[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Qingyang: "..."

He understands all the truths, but why did he use this posture and say such words at this place.

Qingyang couldn't help but leaned back his head, the pillow was crushed: "What's the matter, let's sit up and talk it out face to face, a gentleman speaks but doesn't move."

"I believe you have ghosts, you little Taoist priest, you are used to deceiving people with your smooth tongue." Luo Hu said with righteous indignation, but the arm resting on Qingyang's waist moved up and down as if it had its own consciousness.

The general feel of the hand came to his mind, Luo Hu didn't think about it, he just thought: hiss...it's really thin, my weight won't break his waist, right?

Luo Hu hesitated and got up slowly, not forgetting to warn: "Don't try to escape, you are still wearing the clothes I gave you!"

"..." Qingyang moved his waist uncomfortably, moving his fingers that were a little bit painful, speechless: "I don't mean that. And if I really want to say cheating, it's obvious that you lied to me first."

Why did he say that he was like a scumbag who was ready to escape at any time at the wedding, and it was clearly Luo Hu who cheated on the marriage first.

Qingyang's skin is very fair, but it is easy to leave marks. Luo Hu grabbed Qingyang's hand just now in shock. Although he had restrained his strength, he still left a palm print on Qingyang's hand.Luo Hu couldn't sit still after seeing it, and thought that nothing else would affect me, so don't interfere with the little Taoist priests making incense and offering food for me, and no one serves me.

So just as Qingyang was about to speak, Luo Hu rubbed his hands in his arms: "..."

Qingyang choked for a moment, but his attitude softened after all: "Thank you... Then, let me ask directly? May I ask who is your lord? Why did you take away my master's sacrifice?"

This question is very important, Luo Hu deliberately stopped his movements, adjusted his posture and demeanor, and said proudly: "I am the ancestor of all demons, Luo Hu!"

Qingyang: "..."

After Luo Hu finished speaking, he thought that Qingyang would be shocked, but unexpectedly, he felt Qingyang's hand slowly retracting in his arms... Luo Hu was furious: "What is your reaction, I am a majestic demon ancestor for you!" Rubbing your hands, it’s fine if you don’t feel grateful to Dade, but you dare to take it back!”

Qingyang couldn't help but start to shrink back: "So it's true, Senior Brother Zhao betrayed..."

A dignified Taoist disciple, a Taoist god, actually speaks for the "ancestor of all demons", he must have succumbed to the evil power of this demon ancestor.

Luo Hu said angrily: "You dare to step back and try again! What are you afraid of, haven't you heard of my name?"

Qingyang really didn't dare to move: "No..."

But this "ancestor of all demons" sounds very evil.

Luo Hu looked at him sideways: "It's really strange. I know you are not from this world, but I never thought that you have never even heard my name. What kind of world do you come from?"

"...!" Qingyang was completely stunned.

Qingyang has never told anyone that he is a visitor from another world, even Wulinggong and Yincha have never seen through that he is not the soul of this world.And this secret that only Qingyang himself knew, was revealed by this Demon Ancestor Luohu at this time.

Luo Hu snorted, and wanted to fold his arms around his chest, but remembered that he was still rubbing Qingyang's hands: "...for the sake of serving me with all your heart, I might let you know the ins and outs of the matter."

"I don't know where your world originated, but here, everything goes back to the beginning of chaos."

Luo Hu hadn't recalled such an early event for a long time, and when he said it, he felt a little nostalgic: "I was born at that time, and there were three thousand demon gods in the chaos. If I were called the second, who would dare to pretend to be the first? The only one who can The only one who can compete with me is a guy named Hongjun."

When Luo Hu said this, he stopped deliberately, and saw Qingyang showing the same bewildered expression as when he heard his name just now, and his mind was completely balanced. He nodded in satisfaction and continued: "There is a green lotus plant in the chaos." , Pangu was conceived in the lotus. Before Pangu was born, it was us, the three thousand demon gods, who fought against each other and took away each other's luck in order to become stronger. Luck."

"When the world was first divided, the prehistoric world was still a round place, and the world was much larger than it is now. Today's world was formed when the prehistoric world was shattered into countless small worlds after experiencing countless calamities."

"..." Qingyang was shocked, it turned out that "round sky and earth" and "parallel world" can still be so round.

Luo Hu: "After Pan Gu created the world, he fell. We old immortals and those new creatures on the Great Desolate Continent started a battle for the strongest position, that is, sanctification."

"Hongjun and I are evenly matched. When he was only one step away from becoming a saint, I was only one step away from proving the way. This was a situation where there was no end to death, but when the decisive battle came, we ushered in a turning point."

Qingyang couldn't help leaning forward, this story is quite full of twists and turns.

Luo Hu sighed: "He touched the threshold of the Great Dao, and I almost stepped into the gate of the Proving Dao. We both stopped, because we found that fighting for the first place is simply a trap."

"At that time, we only vaguely realized that the Dao is fifty and the Tianyan is fourty-nine. We escaped one of them. The Dao is incomplete, and the first person in the world who is sanctified can fit the Dao and fill this gap. From then on Become one with the Dao, and become the incarnation of the Dao.”

Luo Hu snorted coldly: "It sounds good to say, but I'm just a puppet, and I can't have my own emotions and desires. With the strength of any one of us, we can't control the Dao, so we can only join hands and share the burden equally."

"Back then, what I proved was the way of killing, and I realized it just before I crossed the threshold. To control this way, you must not only have the killing intent to kill the enemy leader, but also have the compassion to let go of killing. The master of the sword, not the puppet of the sword. After becoming a saint, I will be in charge of the world's merits and demerits, life and death, guarding the world's pure yin, and this half of the Dao."

Luo Hu's tone was triumphant: "Otherwise, if you're a cult or Kang's family, why would you always be bumped into by you?"

Qingyang: "..."

Forget about the Kang family, so I don't want to meet any cults, okay?What is there to be proud of.

Qingyang couldn't help asking: "Even so, you haven't explained why you took away my ancestor's sacrifice."

"Snapped!"

"Are you stupid?" Luo Hu was so angry that he knocked on Qingyang's forehead, "Did you listen to me carefully? The worlds of you and me are so different. Don't you think that the Sanqing of this world is different from the one you know?" Are the three Qings the same? Let me tell you this, when you read the prayer to invite God, you even mispronounced their titles!"

Qingyang covered his head and was dumbfounded: "How could it be! Isn't it Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, Taiqing Daode Tianzun?"

Luo Hu sneered: "You got them all in the wrong order. I don't blame you. They cherish their talents. Just to let you know that here, Taiqing is the boss, and Sanqing is Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, Shangqing Tongtian .”

"..." Qingyang only felt that his cognition was about to collapse. Is this world actually like this? ? ?

Luo Hu raised his chin more reservedly: "Although they are also saints, they became saints after Hongjun and I, and they are disciples of Hongjun's sect. If I really want to say, in this world, Hongjun and I are the supreme gods. According to seniority, he can barely be regarded as my nephew."

"So..." Qingyang said in a daze, "Even if you...you didn't come to seize the sacrifice, the ancestor of Sanqing wouldn't descend, would he?"

"..." Luo Hu reluctantly comforted, "Isn't there me? I am much better than them."

"..." Qingyang slowly lowered his head.

Among the many explanations, what Luo Hu said was something he had never considered.Moreover, if this is the case, is the master in this world still the master he wants to enshrine?

Qingyang was a little confused, but he couldn't help thinking: I have also invited saints to descend on the gods many times, and the sage Tongtian would probably die of anger when he heard me say "Lingbao Tianzun". I was wrong.

"Hey, hey, don't have red eyes, don't cry!" Seeing that Qingyang's eyes were moist, Luo Hu panicked, "It's actually okay! Look at your cassock, the purple gauze is the purple qi under the seat of sanqing, And this Tai Chi diagram, Yang Yuer is Hongjun's gift to your great-great-grandson."

Qingyang is so smart, he understood everything at once: "This is the person you are looking for, right?"

Luo Hu didn't know how to answer for a while, and after a vague sound, he abruptly changed the subject: "What about you? What is your world like?"

Qingyang raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and wiped away the tears: "In my original world, Sanqing is the supreme god."

"Yuanshi Tianzun is the original origin, which existed before everything was born. Lingbao Tianzun was born from the essence, or vitality, of Yuanshi Tianzun. Although Daode Tianzun is ranked last, he bears the responsibility of establishing a mountain and establishing a religion. One of the most famous incarnations is Lao Tzu in the Spring and Autumn Period."

After Qingyang summed it up in a few simple sentences, he hesitated for a while, and then asked Luo Hu: "What about you? Back then, I invited Sanqing Tianzun, and the saints didn't answer. Why did you send a god?"

Luo Hu looked at Qingyang cautiously: "I want to say, don't cry, and don't think about the ceremony of sending the gods away." Speaking of this, Luo Hu seemed to feel that his attitude was a bit condescending, and immediately straightened his back and hummed contemptuously, " Do you know who I am, who Taoist temple can invite me, that is Gao Xiang who has been burned for [-] lives, and you still want to send me away? I have destroyed all those things, and you don’t want to steal them anymore. Can my ability be so easily sent away by a mere sending-off ceremony?"

Qingyang: "..."

This line really doesn't sound like a good person!It sounds like a difficult little ghost, and its strength explains what it means to "please God is easy to send God away".

Qingyang's lost mood suddenly became a little speechless: "Oh, you say."

Luo Hu cleared his throat: "I'm in charge of the Dao, and I'm also half the master of this world. Call Zhao Gongming... that's right." Luo Hu looked shocked at Qingyang, "Why? If I have any questions, I'll ask you first before you ask. Tell me first, why are you called Senior Brother Zhao Gongming?"

"Ah?" Qingyang said blankly, "Brother Zhao? We are both members of the Daoist sect and we see each other a lot on weekdays. Is there any problem with matching between brothers and sisters? It's not easy to be called a fellow Daoist, I haven't become a fairy yet..."

Luo Hu had a keen insight into the point: "Why, isn't Zhao Gongming a disciple of the Supreme Master in your world?"

Qingyang scratched his head: "In my world, there is no such heaven-reaching saint at all! It is the Supreme Purity Lingbao Tianzun."

He called Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, just like calling seniors "Senior Brother" or "Big Brother" when he entered a company.

The two fell silent while looking at each other, realizing for a moment how vastly different the two worlds were, and how lucky they were to have spent a whole year together so smoothly.

"Then Senior Brother Zhao didn't remind me." Qingyang wiped his sweat and said, "If I had to be reminded, maybe I would have discovered the difference between the two worlds earlier."

Luo Hu didn't agree, he felt that there was nothing wrong with finding out now, so he said, "What did you want to ask just now?"

Qingyang said hesitantly: "You just said that I didn't borrow the power of Sanqing to summon the five brothers by force?"

Luo Hu snorted: "No, that's why I paid attention to you. This shows that you are indeed very talented. Since I am the master of this world, of course I have to be responsible for this world. Originally, the purpose of the seance was to test you. , and later found out that you, a little Taoist priest, have never made a mistake no matter how tempting you are, and you are also diligent in your daily service..."

Not only is it attentive, just looking at Luo Hu's affairs and not wanting to leave until now, it can be seen how comfortable he is.

At the beginning, Luohu's God-Towning Qingfu Temple was just for testing at first, but later it was completely corroded by Qingyang's daily sugar-coated shells, and even took the initiative to ask Sanqing and Hongjun to say hello and collect wool for Qingyang, which was basically done He planned to ensure that Qingyang would become an immortal, and then he would directly abduct the person to his dojo.

Qingyang: "..."

Luo Hu pretended not to care and asked, "Then what are you going to do now? Are you still paying for the sanqing?"

——Stop offering it, wouldn’t it be nice to just offer it to me?

Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Being a human being must not forget one's roots. Even if this statue is destined to be empty, I will continue to pay for it."

Luo Hu became anxious immediately: "Then what about me?!"

Qingyang said in a softer voice: "You...I, let me put you in the side hall? No, no, here, let me set up another statue for you in the main hall."

Almost dizzy with anger, Luo Hu rushed forward and pinched Qingyang's face: "I really want to strangle you to death...! I'm far worse than your Patriarch Sanqing, you still miss them."

""This...you can't say that..." Qingyang fell on the bed and said vaguely, "Being a teacher for a day and being a father for life, this is like my father... If my father is gone, I can't because my stepfather treats me Alright, let's smash Dad's memorial tablet, right?I will also be kind to my stepfather, but my father's tablet and offerings must also be maintained! "

"Shut up, you, who is your stepfather, I see you talk all day long." Luo Hu gritted his teeth and hated, "This deity can be the same generation as Sanqing's master Hongjun, you let this deity be with them." Sit on an equal footing, where will the face of the deity be placed in the future!?"

Qingyang hid his face in the pillow: "Then I won't make statues, you won't like anything."

Probe into the window, originally wanted to ask Zhao Gongming if the birthday ceremony would continue: "..."

Zhao Gongming stared at the two people's current posture, and couldn't help saying quietly: "Forget it in the dormitory, and it will be convenient for the younger brother to serve at any time."

The two people jumped up on the bed, and Luo Hu was so excited that he jumped up and pierced the roof of the hut with his head.

Qingyang's reaction was even greater than when he was frightened by Zhao Gongming just now: "Master—the ancestor of the devil—my roof!!"

"What is it called!" Luo Hu covered up his embarrassment with a voice louder than Qingyang, "I...Zhao Gongming! You come to repair!"

Zhao Gongming: "??"

Zhao Gongming: "..."

Why am I talking so much!

Because of Zhao Gongming's interference, Qingyang and Luo Hu unexpectedly stayed together for another two months without embarrassment.

Luo Hu didn't attach himself to the main statue very much, and stayed in the main hall as usual every day. Seeing that Qingyang changed the original offering to two, his one was still the same as before, and because he showed his real body, he could directly Communication is more satisfying, and the other is full of vegetarian food, dedicated to the empty statues of the Sanqing gods.

Probably because he knew that the master was not in the hall, sometimes Qingyang would stare at the empty statue in the main hall and stare blankly for a long time, not in a good mood. After Tian complained, he boldly persuaded: "I also heard from Xiao Jingui before that he was an orphan. He was brought up by his master, and he had a great affection for his family, just like home. This sudden and unexpected departure from home, there must be something to worry about. It's human nature. You...or just take a step back, I'm serious, forget about the statues in the dormitory, anyway, what you want is Xiao Jingui's offering, and you don't care about these vain rituals—oh!"

"Who--who said that the deity doesn't care anymore." Luo Hu stuttered, stood up sharply and said, "Next time I hear you say that, it won't be a matter of slapping me!"

Zhao Gongming lay on the memorial tablet, watching Luo Hu's back walk away with a sense of fleeing, his lips moved silently: "@￥%#@!￥"

"Brother Zhao, what nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing Luo Hu gone, Liu Yuanda blamed the authenticity, "You say this, it's like inviting Master Tongtian to sleep in the same room with you every day, how impolite!"

Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes wildly: "I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense, you didn't see what they were doing when I went in. Don't mention anything else, even if Xiao Jingui prepared the ceremony of sending the gods away, it's not good to ask questions there Well, our Sanqing Temple has three rooms, the main hall, the side hall, and the cooking room, even if we drag it to the backyard to question? Why do you take Xiao Jingui to the squatter room. What do you think he is thinking."

"If it weren't for the fact that you are really kind to Xiao Jingui...@#￥@#%@" Zhao Gongming cursed vigorously, "I don't appreciate your help now, but if you want to enter our little Jingui's dormitory later, look at you Can you go in or not!"

On the way to the backyard, Luo Hu couldn't help but sneezed: "Ah!"

He rubbed his nose wonderingly, walked to the bathroom, knocked on the door, his expression was as vigilant as a ward round, wishing he could put his ear to the door: "Are you still okay?"

"..." Qingyang was still taking a bath in the bathroom. He had just returned from arranging the venue for the Flower Fair, "Soon. Do you really want to check the posts like this every day? I've said it all, and I won't be preparing for the sending off ceremony anymore .”

Qingyang put on clean clothes, pushed the door out, and the moment the door opened, a black shadow slid into the door, vigilantly patrolling every corner with sharp eyes.

Qingyang: "..."

Luo Hu suspiciously inspected the bathroom, and then withdrew: "Hmph, who knows if what you said is true or not, it seems that you still miss your masters."

Qingyang was speechless, and could only go to the well with a change of clothes, and interrupted while fetching water: "Tomorrow is the flower festival. Both Chunsheng and Qingfu restaurants will open stalls, and they will be set up next to my free clinic booth."

The well water in February was icy cold, when Qingyang stretched his hand into it, he was prepared for it, but unexpectedly it was warm.

Luo Hu retracted his hands into his sleeves as if nothing had happened: "This deity will accompany you."

Qingyang coughed unnaturally: "...then I'll make more pastries tomorrow morning."

The clothes need to be soaked for a while before washing. Qingyang avoids Luo Hu's sight, picks up the basin and turns his back on his back, trying to run into the hut, but Luo Hu follows closely like a piece of sticky cake: "Do you want to massage more if you make more cakes?" , hang up the 'expert number', ask the 'expert' to give you a press."

Qingyang almost splashed all the water in the washbasin on his face, and said embarrassingly: "No, don't talk like me..."

What 'expert number', Luo 'expert', since talking about it, Luo Hu has been fond of asking questions about another world.

Luo Hu stuck with dissatisfaction: "Didn't you mean that an expert is an authority and a leader? Why, do you think I am not worthy of an 'expert'?"

Qingyang: "..." It was also the first time I found out that someone wants to become a massage expert on the pole.

Qingyang: "Expert Luo, I will not register tonight, I have to go to bed early."

Luo Hu was quite proud: "It's nice to hear, don't call me Demon Ancestor from now on, just call me Expert Luo."

Qingyang: "..."

…………

For the free clinic, Qingyang took a good night's sleep. Early the next morning, he went to help Chen Yuanyuan and Xiaozhuang take care of the stalls of the two restaurants. After rushing over, he returned to his stall.

Shen Wansan also knew that people would be able to see him after he pasted the talisman, which also meant that he couldn't open his belly to eat the incense, so he held the incense and smoked it for a while before finding a place to secretly paste the talisman, as if nothing had happened. Come back: "Xiao Dong."

Qingyang smiled and nodded.His booth is very simple, just a table with a small pillow for patients to rest their hands, but there are two chairs on both sides of the table.Although the living person couldn't see him, Luo Hu was sitting beside him at this moment, muttering, "If no one comes later, shall I try to seduce you?"

After all, he is still the ancestor of the devil, and Luo Hu still knows these crooked sorcerers.

Qingyang said calmly: "Why do you want to be bewitched? Anyway, our Qingfuguan stall is free, and I just rest when no one comes."

Senior brother Gao was holding some divination items, and wanted to send them to persuade Qingyang, but he turned around and left on the spot when he heard the words: Bai helped the poor, and the poor had no ambition at all!

Qingyang was not in a hurry, and took out the picture of immortals that he had borrowed from the City God's Temple in the capital, to re-understand the origin of this world.

"Master?" A voice that is not very familiar, but not unfamiliar, came. Two men walked to the booth, and the leader looked at the flag of "Hanging Pot to Help the World" in astonishment, and then at Qingyang, "You... Are you no longer a priest?"

Qingyang looked up and said, "Ah! Holy... Hello, both of you."

Kangxi, dressed like an ordinary rich and noble family, smiled and nodded: "Just call me Master Kang. Last time, the master left in a hurry, and I haven't finished talking. Today, I want to talk to the master about what I didn't finish last time. The second is that I want Master to help Master Zhang, how does he look?"

"...Master." Although Zhang Penghe was not very happy when he was brought by the emperor's side for a private visit, he had already been wiped out of the memory of Qingyang's efficacy. , he turned his head and said frankly to Kangxi, "With all due respect, time waits for no one. I want to go back to the embankment."

The management of the Yellow River has not been successful, so how could Zhang Penghe not work hard!

Qingyang understood: "These two are incidental, and the first is the main thing, right?"

Kangxi had already invited Zhang Penghe to sit down at Qingyang's booth, and put his hands on the small pillow in a decent manner: "There is no priority. I will also support the master."

Zhang Penghe sat down on the small bench reluctantly and sulked.

Qingyang took a look at Zhang Penghe: "Master Zhang has no character. He is honest and upright, but he has soft ears and is easy to be deceived by villains around him."

"...?" Zhang Penghe was taken aback. Why didn't this master play his cards according to the routine? Normally, he shouldn't analyze his face...what, a full family, good facial features, etc., and then talk about minor disasters and troubles, let him spend Silver to eliminate disasters?

Why did he come up and talk about the courtiers in front of the emperor, and directly characterize the officials around him as "villains".

But Kangxi laughed loudly: "Quite! So accurate! How many times have I told him about this during the southern tour, and he didn't believe it. Finally, there is someone as discerning as me!"

"..." Qingyang said quietly, "Please don't laugh out loud, this patient will affect the doctor's pulse diagnosis."

Kangxi's smile was still on, Qingyang's delicate face pretended to be a doctor, which was really funny: "Then can you invite a doctor to lead the palace? There is still a vacant position for me to be the Imperial Teacher of the Qing Dynasty."

Qingyang is serious: "Don't bother the doctor's cultivation!"

Although Kangxi was a little disappointed, Qingyang's answer seemed really funny, he almost laughed out loud again, and held back under Qingyang's stare: "Then, help me see, how is my life?"

Qingyang raised his head and looked at Kangxi.

What kind of father can bring out sons who are all bad-looking?To tell the truth, there is no sign of aging on Kangxi's face, Qingyang can only see some small and scattered spots, which are the pockmarks left by Kangxi's smallpox when he was young.

Qingyang patted Kangxi's wrist: "Master Kang's health is very good, just keep in mind one sentence, don't get angry, don't get angry, who will be proud if you get angry, and there is no one to replace you when you get sick."

Qingyang thought for a while, the rare patients should not come in vain, and left after seeing if there is no disease: "The fortune-telling fee is not included, so I will ask, Master Kang, do you want to have a beautiful skin?"