Youth song line: Taoist Qingcheng has gone down the mountain

Zhao Yuzhen's fair face was already flushed with embarrassment.

"Didn't you have retreated at that time? How could you eavesdrop? Are you still a senior brother? My tone is so wretched."

"Why am I not acting like a senior brother? Can the matter between senior brothers be called eavesdropping?

you forgot?It was the first time you saw a woman, and it was my senior brother who took you down the mountain to see it at the risk of being beaten up by the old man. "

Zhao Yuzhen drew out his sword again, this time it was no longer a peach blossom, but the Qingxiao Sword, the famous sword in the world that symbolized the identity of Qingcheng's head teacher.

He gritted his teeth: "That was the time when I thought all women in the world were like that, so I stopped thinking about it until I met the little fairy.

Only then did I realize that not all women in the world are ordinary.

You shameless person, today I will clean up the door. "

"Hey, you are just biting Lu Dongbin like a dog, and you don't know good people. Back then, I had my hands in my pockets. Although I had no opponent, I couldn't cut the way of heaven.

I can only listen to the old man's words and cut off your thoughts, lest you be tempted.

Now you want to blame me, but I don't know that I am the most wronged one. "

Zhou really ran away, and by the way, poured a basin of dirty water on the dead teacher.

What's so good about being a brother?Fighting with a junior is the most boring thing. If you win, you should. You are a senior.

If you lose the fight, you lose face, and you lose to your junior brother.

That's all, the child is old enough to know that it's a good thing to be shy.

"Fool, in fact, these years, your little fairy has been here before, but when Master Dao disappeared, your mind was agitated, and you became mad, and when Lei Yunhe worshiped the mountain, you made another strong sword, and then it was self-cultivation.

In order not to disturb your healing, she didn't disturb you.

Without telling you, that's what I meant.At that time, Senior Brother, I was in a critical moment in retreat, and I was unable to cure you, but you are really worthless, the old man Ruoquan is afraid that he will be mad at you.

Carrying Qingcheng on his back for so many years is enough. "

The next day, Master Yin Changsong searched all over Mount Qingcheng, and finally caught Zhou Zhenzhen on Feixuan's bed.Pulling his ears, he threw him in front of the patriarch's hall.

As for Feixuan, he was hung on the wall by the inappropriate Zhou Zhenzhen, like a doll in a New Year painting.

The uncle is also very angry today, so big that his eyes are red and his expression is scary.

"Let me ask you, where is Zhao Yuzhen?"

"Oh, he went down the mountain. He insisted on fighting with me last night, but I made him cry. He ran down the mountain in a fit of anger, not even being the head teacher.

Uncle, tell me, is he reasonable for such a big man?

He has no sense of responsibility at all, this son is not worthy to be the head teacher of Mount Qingcheng.

As a senior brother, my master's first disciple, I decided to expel him from the sect.

As for the head teacher, look, I think the little guy Feixuan is pretty good.

It is said that my generation in Qingcheng is dominated by unsatisfactory things, and the next generation Xiao Feixuan and the idiot are divided into half. I think this is quite right, Feixuan is quite suitable to be the head teacher. "

Li Fansong curled up in the corner and rolled his eyes. It was Fansong, not a fool, but on this occasion, he dared not refute.

Anyway, in the eyes of the uncle, everyone is no different from a fool.

Yin Chang Songrao had practiced for many years, but he was also thrown backwards by anger.

"Zhou Zhenzhen! Don't be so hippie and smiley, do you believe that I will expel you from the school? Do you know what you are doing?

There are five thousand elite soldiers from Tianqi at the foot of the mountain, guarding him day and night, but they didn't find out when he came down the mountain. If he said that he didn't have your hands and feet, he wouldn't believe it if he killed the old Taoist.

You are killing him! "

Zhou Zhenzhen stretched his waist, changed his lazy and lazy appearance, and said seriously: "Master, as I said, his destiny is my destiny."

The crimson in Yin Changsong's eyes dimmed a bit, and he was worried: "How sure are you?"

"One hundred percent!

Just relax, you should practice, you should eat, you should drink.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and the younger generation has their own luck. "

"Nonsense! Are you really going to let Feixuan be the head teacher?"

"Isn't that good? This kid got my ziwei fortune teller, and I personally passed on the magic of Dalong Xiangli. In less than ten years, he will definitely have a place in the world.

Furthermore, he is young now, as a head teacher, he is just tied to the mountain, and when he grows up, he will have a lot of time to enjoy life. "

Speaking of this, Zhou really seemed to think of something suddenly, and glanced at Li Fansong.

Li Fansong was so shocked that he almost knelt down.

Uncle, my uncle, I didn't do anything.

"Well, Fansong is also quite suitable, and I'm going down the mountain today to see if I can take in an apprentice to strengthen my Qingcheng Mountain Gate.

Thinking of my junior brother, I haven't entered the mind travel for so many years, such a waste of firewood can be put into a job, it doesn't make sense that I can't even find an apprentice.

When I go down the mountain, there is always someone to wait on me.

How about letting the rice bucket be the head teacher and I bring Xiao Feixuan down the mountain? "

Li Fansong:? ? ?Master, come back quickly, the uncle speaks ill of you.

"Farewell Master, Feixuan is still young, you have already said that he needs to grow up, I am old, experienced, and can do anything.

You take me, take me. "

Yin Changsong couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed heavily: "This is the Patriarch's Hall, what about a vegetable market? It's for bargaining."

Turning his head and reprimanding Zhou Zhenzhen: "Wherever you fall in love with, the uncle can't control you, don't lead the disciples under the door.

Seeing you get angry, get out! "

"Alright, get out now."

"return!"

"Does Master have any orders?"

Yin Changsong hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "I know I can't keep you brothers and sisters, but now that you are all gone, if someone asks Jian Qingcheng, what should I do?"

"That's it? It's simple. I seal a sword qi in Qingxiao. If someone sincerely asks the sword, he will definitely get the response from the sword heart, and he will naturally get the true meaning of the way of the sword from it.

If you have ulterior motives, do you really think that my sword will not kill people?

I, Zhou Zhen, can hit a hundred Zhao Yuzhen with just one sword intent. "

Yin Changsong trembled his beard, and pointed at the patriarchs: "Put a stick of incense on the patriarchs, and then get out of here!"

When did Mount Qingcheng become a unit of measurement?

When Xiao Feixuan woke up, with a thought, he unconsciously pinched his fingers and hurriedly pulled himself off the wall. The hexagrams showed that there are relatives and elders who are traveling far today, and they should see them off.

Qingcheng Pass, Qingcheng Mountain up and down, watching Zhou Zhenzhen go down the mountain, Li Fansong cried with snot.

"Uncle, I really can do anything."

"I'm not promising, I first comprehend the meaning of the Tai Chi sword, and after a year, go to Xueyue City to ask about the sword.

Maybe I can see your master. "

Li Fansong stopped crying immediately: "Ask the sword in Xueyue City?"

"Maybe without waiting for you to go, your master will kidnap a beautiful mistress and come back for you. If he doesn't come back, it means he is useless, and he can't even deal with a woman."

Li Fansong was dumbfounded, you really think my master is shameless when you say this in front of so many disciples?

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, etc."

Xiao Feixuan ran over from a distance on a lion cub, and everyone looked sideways.

Zhou Zhenzhen nodded secretly, this little guy is indeed a person who bears the destiny, his understanding is really amazing.

Overnight, this Taiyi Lion Juezi achieved a small amount of success, it was only a coincidence, combined with the Wind Control Technique, that he could bear the weight of this little chubby man.

At this age, calling out this phantom lion is already extremely talented.

Yin Changsong and other elders of the sect all nodded secretly, and Xiao Feixuan was indeed an excellent successor.

Just too young.

It's all because his two elders are unreliable, and they have to bear the pressure that they shouldn't have at such a young age.

"Xiao Feixuan also came to deliver?"

"Uncle Master, are you going down the mountain too?"

"Yeah, although the mountain is good, it's cooler after all. The mountain is good, the colorful world, the flowers are fascinating, and the world of mortals refines the heart. We cultivators have to go through it."

"Then, when will Grand Master come back?"

"Well, that's not certain, don't act like a child, you are the head teacher of our Qingcheng."

Xiao Feixuan was dumbfounded, what the hell?I just fell asleep, and then I will teach?

Or is it that the things passed down by the uncle's ancestors are too mysterious, could it be that this enlightenment has passed for many years?

It's over, the little chubby body hasn't grown up at all.

"Okay, fellow disciples, don't send it away, and practice with peace of mind.

Someone earned the title of Qingcheng.

The rivers and lakes are not far away, Qingcheng is my home, and I will always come back.

gone! "

Roar~ The sky is full of golden light, turning into substance, the golden light lion supports Zhou Zhenzhen, and leaps down against the mountain wind.

There is a saying that the Miaoxian of Qingcheng Dao descends the mountain and enters the mortal world.Since then, the situation has been chaotic, and you will continue to watch.

Chapter 4 The Golden Coffin, Tang Lian

"Buns, buns, big meat buns, big meat buns, delicious!"

"Candied haws, sweet candied haws."

"Sell yourself to bury your father, don't need 99 taels, only [-] taels..."

"Would you like to offer incense as a respected guest? It is an excellent incense for asking for marriage and financial resources. If you buy my incense, you will get a free signature."

Outside the Hanshui Temple, it seems that a market has gathered.

There is an endless stream of hawkers hawking.

It's just that in recent days, there seem to be more quacks, those wearing knives, swords, and mourning sticks.

These people were ferocious, with sharp weapons on their waists, they looked extremely scary, but the peddlers were not afraid.

After all, this is Hanshui Temple, a pure Buddhist temple.

In their view, these people are all taken advantage of, no, they are all excellent guests, and they spend a lot of money. Of course, they can also spend a lot.

But in the end no one was killed.

Outside the Hanshui Temple, there is a dilapidated restaurant that only sells vegetarian food, but the business is very good.

The wine in the store is also a vegetarian wine. The wine is light golden yellow, soft in the throat, mixed with a strong but not irritating malt aroma.

It's just that some bubbles are missing, which really makes Zhou feel a little pity.

It has been many years since I came to this world, but I feel that the original memory stays in the long, distant past. I just passed through with a golden finger. With my golden finger, I became the youngest fugue expert.

The age of mind wandering was earlier than that of Mo Yi.

It's just not the same era, and there is no need to compare the two together.

Now Mo Yi has been wandering in the mind for many years, but Zhou really knows that he is not as good as himself, because he has inner demons, his path has gone astray, and it is difficult to make progress unless he is fully enlightened.

But Zhou is really different, under the pressure of Goldfinger, he practiced day and night, and now he has cultivated 81 top-level Taoism, and his strength has directly broken through the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, reaching a brand new realm.

When he succeeds, the golden finger melts away, leaving only one task to promote the development of the plot, make up for regrets, and perfect the way of heaven before he can jump out of this world.

But there is no hint on how to do it.

Life is not a program, how can it be designed step by step?

In the Jianghu here, young people in fresh clothes and angry horses are full of vigor, Zhou really thinks it is very good.