"The key is that the reasons have been found for me, so there is no need to worry about it."

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan looked complicated and murmured: "My senior brother..."

I don’t know how to evaluate it, I’m really speechless.

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A wild world.

This is a very strange traveling team, both weird and supernatural.

The nameless person in the wilderness led the way. As the only native, he took a group of outsiders on a tour and introduced the local customs along the way. Having him lead the way could save a lot of unnecessary trouble. The atmosphere in the team was quite harmonious.

, anyway, there is no grievance or enmity, so the Anonymous just treat it as a dispensable relationship. Who knows if I go to Qingming World one day in the future, I will take refuge with them, at least I have a place to stay.

In the wilderness, once you make a friend on the mountain, you will often make enemies for no reason. This is similar to the officialdom at the foot of the mountain in the vast world.

I just don’t know what the situation is like in the Qingming world where Taoist officials are everywhere. Wumingshi, who was walking side by side with Zhang Fenghai, glanced at the team behind him and smiled. Since he was curious, he would know as soon as he left.

Qingming Tianxia belongs to this group of private Taoist priests who set up their own sect. The Ancestral Mountain Leyue Peak has a very small territory. It is just the top of the mountain where the Ancestral Master Hall is located, plus a weak river upstream.

The sect advocate Feng Hai is a monk in the New Fourteenth Realm. His new Taoist name is very rustic, "Ni Tu".

Deputy sect leader and chief worshiper, Lu Tai.

Behind Lu Tai's butt, there was also a native dog whom he named "Lu Chen".

Li Huai, the great academy sage in the world, was originally the most ordinary one, but in this team he seemed very strange.

Lu Tai walked beside Li Huai, asking questions. Anyway, the topic went around and around, and he could always get something to do with Chen Shanzhu and Yin Guan.

Anonymous sighed: "I'm really curious, how strong is that Yashan Forest Master?"

Zhang Fenghai said: "The killing power is so high that I can only say that it cannot be regarded as an ordinary fourteenth realm."

Anonymous nodded and said: "For martial artists like us, this is almost the highest praise we can get."

Zhang Fenghai asked doubtfully: "Senior, you always consider yourself a martial artist in your heart?"

Anonymous smiled and said: "It is selfishness. After all, the journey of martial arts is not as good as cultivating Tao, refining qi, and stopping the flow of water. The number is smaller, and the opportunities are naturally greater."

Although Zhang Fenghai had been with the nameless ancient wild demon for a short time, he felt that he was quite close to him. In fact, the nameless man was not the same. He had to repeatedly remind himself to wait and see what happens, so as not to be impulsive and join Zhang Fenghai's sect.

The golden and jade genealogy. The gathering of fate and the separation of fate are like the ebb and flow of the tide. How quiet and quiet it is when the tide recedes, and how majestic it is when the tide rises.

Anonymous steadied his mind and asked directly: "Fellow Taoist, is it considered that you have accumulated enough Taoism and your merits are full?"

Since the other party dared to ask this question face to face, Zhang Fenghai was willing to answer such a taboo question and gave the answer straightforwardly, "There is still a calamity to be overcome. When I escaped from Yanxia Cave, I made an agreement with Dao Zu that I need to participate in three

Teach debate. Just as one calamity ends, another calamity begins again."

Anonymous said: "Discussing Taoism is a huge turmoil, and fixing turmoil is also a matter of cultivating Taoism."

Zhang Fenghai smiled and said: "That's definitely the truth."

In life, whether immortal or mortal, practicing Taoism or not, everyone has his or her own calamity and fate.

"Villains" follow their own numerology, while "adults" are led by destiny. This is no exception.

For example, Wang Jia, the founder of Rudoucheng in Fuyaozhou, whose Taoist name is Xujun, said that he had three military tribulations to overcome, a continent would sink, the sect would be destroyed, and he would be defeated.

This is also the reason why Ning Yao ran away from home and traveled across Daoxuan Mountain to all the continents in the world, and did not stop until he reached the small town of Lizhu Cave.

Anonymous clasped his fists and said: "Then let me be a good boy and wait until the debate is over, then go to Leyue Peak to visit fellow Taoists and see if I can use the treasure land to choose the direction of the avenue."

Zhang Fenghai nodded and said: "It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, there is no need to be pretentious."

Anonymous asked: "Then what is Tianxin?"

Zhang Fenghai smiled and said: "When fellow Taoists arrive at Leyue Peak, the Taoist priests can speak freely, and fellow Taoists can listen to them."

Anonymous rubbed his chin, remembering an annoying thing, "Master Bai may not be willing to let me go. My fellow Taoist can walk out of Yanxia Cave, but I may not be able to leave the wild world."

Zhang Fenghai said: "I originally wanted to visit Mr. Bai to discuss something on this trip. I guess there must be a dispensable escape route in the wilderness. Once the situation deteriorates, it can maintain its incense."

After all, Wu Mingshi is an accomplished monk, and he is not stupid after all. He instantly understood the implication of Zhang Fenghai's words. It's very simple. If the wild world is destroyed by Haoran, even if Bai Ze tries his best, regardless of the cost and consequences, he will not be able to make up for anything.

, then the wild world needs one or two incense and Tao seeds that can continue to shine in a certain place, or take root in the ground, grow naturally, and return home one day... This is similar to the Ascension City of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Qitingji of Nanbosu Island in the vast world.

Like the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, as well as Cheng Quan, the protector who is now in the Qingming world, and the former criminal officer Hao Su, they have different journeys back home, the same process and good intentions.

Anonymous said solemnly: "No matter whether this matter is successful or not, I would like to thank you in advance."

Zhang Fenghai smiled and said: "'It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and there is no need to be pretentious about it.' This sentence was meant for both of us."

Anonymous laughed heartily and endlessly. If smart people are funny, that would be wonderful. The matter of fate on the road is really wonderful.

Their conversation was very casual, and no words were used from the heart. Li Huai listened a few times along the way, but he only thought he was listening to some fairy tales.

Lu Tai said furtively: "The sect leader has more smiles today than he usually does in a year. Why, Yue Lao is holding the rope, and the red Luan star is moving?"

Shi Xingyuan glanced at Wu Mingshi, and she couldn't help but spat. She felt Lu Tai's statement was disgusting, "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!"

Lu Bixia was surprised and said: "Unexpectedly, the sect master can meet Taoist friends with whom we can talk and speculate in such an uncivilized barbarian land."

If Zhang Fenghai could really abduct this big demon from the wilderness to Leyue Peak, it would be a great help. Can he serve as the... protector and worshiper of the mountain?

Anonymous suddenly asked from the bottom of his heart: "Lin Jiangxian has to have a reason that can withstand scrutiny before he goes to establish a foothold in the world of Qingming, right?"

Zhang Fenghai remained silent, he just had a guess in his mind, which was clearer than before in Yanxia Cave, but it was difficult to explain it to Wumingshi, who was not yet a cultivator of his family tree.

Bai Yujing and Lin Jiangxian, each waiting for "Chen"?

Bai Yujing is waiting for the success of the master's teaching Kou Ming.

Yan Guo, the last sacrificial official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, is waiting for Yin Guan?

The question is, what should we do when the latter arrives?

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In this unspeakable taboo place, I met Zheng Juzhong and it was a worthwhile trip. I was sure that he would not take action against Bai Yujing for the time being, so Master Lu could go back home with peace of mind. It was a wonderful achievement!

People are in high spirits during happy events, humming tuneless folk songs, and the sleeves of their two Taoist robes fall higher than the Taoist crown they wear on their heads.

Lu Chen exclaimed, stopped, spread out his palms to cover his eyebrows, looked up, and saw a figure in the distance. Lu Chen stood on tiptoes and looked intently. He was overjoyed to see that there was a living person. Who was not the same person here?

The strangers who share the same fate, the fellow villagers burst into tears when they saw the fellow villagers. Lu Chen tiptoed, used his escape technique, and rushed towards the fellow Taoist. He did not forget to speak out to remind the other party of his existence, so as not to be mistaken for someone with evil intentions.

My dear, you have hurt your harmony in vain.

I saw a young-looking monk, who was obviously the kind of man who had almost perfected his merits and attained enlightenment, but he was like a dead, lifeless piece of old wood, slowly decaying here.

The monk is sitting cross-legged in the void, holding a fly whisk, and is doing the breathing lesson.

Every time you take a breath, two wisps of Qi mixed with five colors will spurt out from your nostrils, like a mighty river, flowing continuously.

With just this hand, if anyone sees it in any place in the world, they will exclaim that they are old gods and immortals.

However, around the futon, ashes were gathering all over the ground, and day after day, over the years, they laid a thick layer.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that the futon was made of accumulated ashes, like growth rings of ancient wood, going round and round.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Lu Chen could only put his hand to his mouth, "Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, can you tell me something?"

The monk slowly opened his eyelids, and another piece of ashes fell from the back of his hand. The monk sighed quietly, exhaled softly, and the ashes fell somewhere on the annual ring of the futon.

"What are you doing here, fellow Taoist?" the monk said hoarsely, and the words Lu Chen happened to be proficient in were the ancient elegance of a certain place. Remember, it's the Caizhou dojo of Master Bixiao?

Lu Chen felt worried. It was probably the Taoist friend who had offended his uncle. He seemed to be worried about hiding anywhere, so he had to come here to take refuge.

Anyone who dares to provoke Master Bixiao will not be far behind in his conduct.

Lu Chen bowed his head in a formal manner and said, "Xiao Dao Lu Chen, I came here to pay my respects to my senior."

The monk's eyes were deep, and he glanced at the young Taoist priest's clothes. He was silent for a moment and asked: "How is the Master of Bixiao Cave, also known as Caizhou Taoist? Is he fifteen?"

The tone of the other person's words was full of energy, and his facial expression was full of energy. He was probably a newcomer who had just arrived here not long ago.

Those who stay here, no matter what their roots and channels are, most of them come here to avoid disaster, but they will suffer the torment of heaven.

Lu Chen nodded and said, "I am fifteen. I have just returned to Qingming World a few years ago. I am now fifteen. It is a great thing that everyone is celebrating. Bai Yujing even took the initiative to come and congratulate me."

When the monk heard this, his heart was shocked, he couldn't help himself, and his face showed fear.

Not caring about anything anymore, the monk shook his sleeves and quickly raised his hands to perform the kneading ritual.

As the old monk made calculations and deductions, the light shone between his fingers, and the halos spread out layer by layer, revealing many wonderful visions. The monk's face gradually became gloomy, and he stared at the young Taoist priest who was full of rumors, "

Is it fun to deliberately deceive and consume my mind?"

Lu Chen sat cross-legged not far away and asked with a smile: "Senior, why don't you just calculate the fortune of 'Lu Chen'?"

The monk's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he finally felt helpless. His face was full of exhaustion, and he was getting more and more depressed. "Who are you, what is your realm, what is your identity, and what do you have to do with me."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "That makes sense."

The monk was quite surprised and said: "Didn't you think that Taoist Master is also proficient in martial arts?"

Lu Chen was also surprised and said with a shy face: "Proficient is definitely not considered proficient, just a little bit of knowledge. There is nothing I can do about it. I travel all over the country all year round and earn the hard-earned money from selling my strength. I live in the open and live in the open. I don't know any boxing or kicking skills.

If you don’t have martial arts, what should you do if you encounter bad guys and thieves on the road? Brother, do you think this is true?"

The monk nodded and said: "What the Taoist said makes sense. When you are away from home, you can only speak to reasonable people, but fists and kicks can be heard by everyone."
To be continued...