The young Taoist priest is sitting on a small bamboo chair, with a mountain of poverty behind him. This is called having a backer!

The Xianwei dipped his saliva in his mouth and turned over a page of the book. Unknowingly, the snow-white paper and the pitch-black characters showed a faint blush. When the Taoist priest looked up, he saw that the sun was setting in the west, and there were still red burning clouds on the horizon.

Still reluctant to leave, missing the world.

There is a book in your sleeve, you are really rich and noble, and you have nothing to do today, little fairy.

The long river of time serves as a dojo, and the days and I are like swimming fish, swimming leisurely together.

After the mountain patrol, the father-in-law Sun who had been busy for a day had already been delivered to the door of his house. Xiaomi Li came to the foot of the mountain, tugged on the rope of the cross-body package, and asked tentatively: "Prince Xianwei?"

The Taoist Xianwei understood the idea, nodded and said with a smile: "We will finish the work immediately. If we have some free time, we will take some."

This is a riddle that belongs exclusively to him and Xiaomi Li. Nagging is also knocking, and eating melon seeds is also knocking.

After all, Luo Po Mountain is not an ordinary mountain. We welcome and send guests in and out very frequently. Even if we occasionally entertain guests, they are not common people. When we are free, we are really free. If we are busy... we can't keep him busy.

The owner of the mountain generously allocated the fragrant volcano directly to Xianwei and his new disciples as a dojo to "open the mountain". In recent days, Taoist priests Xianwei and Lin Feijing have been carrying hoes and dustpans on the other side of the mountain.

With the hatchet in hand, we are busy working together to build bridges and pave roads, gradually build pavilions, and build huts... Simple is simple, there is no need to be so particular, but after all, it is the contribution of "one's own family", no matter how you look at it, you will feel happy.

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Xianwei did not ask for a tael of silver from Mr. Wei Wenlong, the accountant of Jise Fengquan Mansion. With his salary as a janitor, it was more than enough. Besides, how could Chief Zhou not show any signs every time he climbed a mountain? Man, when his money bag bulges,

The waist is strong, the poor man is not poor now, he knows that he is a rich man!

Nuanshu sent a message, saying that it was the wish of the mountain owner that Taoist Master Xianwei could go to Xiangshan Mountain more in the near future. He was busy with important things and there was no one to watch over the mountain gate, so it would be okay.

Xianwei was the best at being rude to polite people, and he immediately humbly accepted the mountain master's suggestion. In the Xiangshan Mountain, he and the cheap disciple took a break between their work, eating pickles and chewing dry food, with the gurgling sound of the stream in their ears.

I drank a pot of glutinous rice wine with my apprentice among the mountain flowers and looked around. I always felt that every day was a good time to have a new look.

There is no one on Luolu Mountain who dislikes Xiaomili, but if we really want to say who chats with Xiaomili the most, to be honest, if we count the number of words in the chat, it is really the gatekeeper, Taoist priest Xianwei, who has the most.

It is estimated that Nuan Shu and Chen Lingjun are not as good as him.

Xianwei really likes to chat with Xiaomili. He is very interested every time and is never bored at all.

So much so that even Chen Lingjun and Bai Xuan admired him deeply. It would be a pity that Xianwei didn't open a school to learn from him.

Xiaomi Li would also save those wonderful ideas that suddenly came to her when she was patrolling the mountains, and then go to the mountain gate and share them with Taoist Master Xianwei.

Occasionally a few will run away, but I will usually pick them up next time I patrol the mountains.

One of them has nothing to worry about, and the other has nothing to worry about. They talk about everything with their brows stretched out and lazily.

The Xianwei put his hands in his sleeves like a farmer, with his palms stacked in his sleeves. "Our sorrows are often brought about by yesterday, and worries are often worries about what will happen tomorrow. Even if there is a recipe for immortality in the world, how can we solve the problem that yesterday has passed?

Things that have not yet come tomorrow. Buddhism says that things cannot be eliminated except the mind. As a common man, we always know that it is easy to do but difficult to do. How can we truly let things change according to our hearts."

Xiaomi Li shook his head and said seriously: "Master Xianwei, you are an immortal who practices superb Taoism in the mountains."

The young Taoist priest leaned comfortably on the back of the bamboo chair and said with a smile: "Maybe Xiaomi has a clever trick, please give me some advice."

Xiaomi Li laughed and said, "Then just ask the right person!"

If you ask me how to practice immortal magic, I'm sorry, the big water monster in Dumb Lake can only wander the rivers and lakes, but if you want to ask me how to fight with Unhappy, oh, I do have some insights!

The little girl in black put her chin on her hands and blinked her eyes. She saw the high mountains, the curved water, the chubby white clouds, the big-bellied blue sky... There is no need to repeat what is really in her heart, "Yesterday's worries and unhappiness are all gone."

They are small grains of rice and some are big. Put them in the big happy bowl today, eat them, fill the gaps between your teeth, and put the bowl on the big table tomorrow."

The young Taoist priest gently touched his palms and exclaimed in admiration, "That's right, that's right. Don't dedicate your limited body to dedicating millions of sorrows to the world."

Xiaomi Li handed over another handful of melon seeds, and Xianwei took it and said with a smile: "I also have a bowl, but I didn't bring it with me. I left it at my ancestral home."

With a glass of wine in hand, big things are like mustard seeds; while eating melon seeds, small things are like the sky.

Xiaomi Li rubbed her cheeks but stopped talking.

Xianwei smiled heartily and said: "Pindao didn't pop out of a stone. Of course he has his hometown and his ancestral home."

Xiao Mi Li chewed the melon seeds and whispered: "Master Xianwei, Sister Pei said that you were not yet successful back then. When you were in Longyou Shoal, you were captured by the bandit den as the accountant. Sister Pei also said that you were the big guy.

The plump female head of the house is strong and powerful. She covets your... beauty and wants to steal you as her husband. Sister Pei also said that it was a shame that you refused to obey and used many tricks to pretend that she was in Beijing to take the exam.

After you are named on the gold medal list, you will definitely come back and it will be revealed that the matchmaker is marrying her. He will marry her home in an eight-carriage sedan chair, so that the female master will let you go. When you leave, you splash ink and leave a calligraphy treasure to the village.

It's that 'God rewards hard work', the bandits cheer loudly, the sound shakes the sky, the master sends you down the mountain, the pear blossoms bring rain. Is it true? The story is full of twists and turns, wonderful and exciting."

Xianwei Nanyan felt dizzy after hearing this, "It's an embarrassing thing, an embarrassing thing."

Some of them were exaggerated by Xiao Heitan back then, and some were real. For example, the head of the family was actually as handsome and handsome as a flower. As for the eternal oath, there was no such thing.

There is a small town proverb to describe something meaningless, and one would say "no bright hall". Plaques will be hung in the main halls of wealthy homes.

If a bandit's den where people cut paths down the mountain hangs "Tiandao rewards those who work hard", they can use it to encourage themselves every day. Master Xianwei, don't you consider the feelings of the people nearby and the merchants passing by?

Xianwei recalled some past events and said softly: "It is said to be a bandit nest, but in fact it is a people who are driven to the mountains by the world to survive. There are people who block roads to make money, but there are none who kill people. After getting the money, the bandits still pay IOUs.

I have been traveling all over the country for so many years, but I only have one job. The people who rob the village the most are the old men who have resigned and returned to their hometowns with lavish eunuchs. Oh, they often hire hundreds of people. Can you imagine, those officials?

When you leave office and hand in your seal, not to mention the tables and chairs in the government office, even the windows will be taken away and moved home. I remember that Zhaizi has always wanted to save money. When the debt is paid off, he plans to build a famous martial arts sect and make a living as a escort.

, every time we drink and talk about this, men, women, old and young, their eyes light up."

Xiaomi Li held her cheeks with her hands, listening intently, listening to Taoist Xianwei's eloquent talk about the past.

After taking another look at the sky and scenery, Xianwei raised his sleeves, shook them slightly, closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and started counting.

Setting up a stall to tell fortunes, being able to do fortune-telling, and cutting gold with an iron mouth are the skills of traveling Taoist priests all over the world.

Xiao Mili asked in confusion: "Master Xianwei, what are you doing?"

Xianwei slowly opened his eyes and said seriously: "Let's do the math and see if there is green pepper-fried ham on the table today."

Xiaomi Li rolled his eyes.

Xianwei patted his belly and said with a laugh: "Food is the most important thing for the people, so you can't fool yourself."

Xiao Mili suddenly said: "Check again to see if there are any braised bamboo shoots."

The Xianwei asked: "If the right protector opens his mouth to order food, will the old chef not show off his 120% skill?"

Xiao Mili explained: "Zhong Qiyi doesn't have a good eye. He eats three meals a day, plus a midnight snack, and orders dishes every time. It pisses off the old chef, so I won't add fuel to the fire."

Besides, in private, the old cook would send her and Sister Nuanshu all kinds of pastries every now and then, so many that he almost couldn’t remember their names.

Xianwei nodded vigorously, but he was actually extremely grateful to Zhong Qian, the toothpick-wielding man. Without his courage to face the difficulties, Xianwei and Zheng Dafeng would not have been able to get back to work.

On the mountain road, a young man with an astonishing face slowly walked up. Xianwei was already familiar with this, but he couldn't lose his etiquette and stood up together with Xiao Mili.

Arriving at the gate of the mountain, the young man pointed to the top of a mountain very close to Luopo Mountain, signed up for his number, and said with a smile: "Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. I come from Tiandu Peak. My surname is Lu Mingshen, and my Taoist name is 'Tianbian'."

The Xianwei said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am a poor and mysterious person. I am a poor mountain gatekeeper. I have met fellow Taoist Lu."

"Tianbian", right? The boy's Taoist slogan is not bad either, Xuanxu, let's see who has the more powerful Taoist slogan.

However, Xiao Mili was curious as to why the music composer, who was always diligent and diligent, didn't show up.

Lu Shen calmly turned aside slightly, his expression as usual, "Xuanxu Immortal Chang and Luolu Mountain really complement each other. If the mountain is not high, the immortal will be spiritual, and if the mountain is not high, the Tao will be obvious."

Xianwei couldn't answer the question all of a sudden. Such kind words were a bit too much. According to Zheng Dafeng, it's all about the heat. Pay attention to the heat.

Lu Shen said straight to the point: "I visited Luopo Mountain today to tell you something. I hope the Taoist Master can tell it to Master Chen as soon as possible. Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane has a direct descendant. He is both the founding disciple and the closing disciple. This person is the town's master.

The local people. As for the remaining apprentices who were recruited outside, they were all used as a cover-up by Ma Kuxuan. As for this person’s name, I really can’t say more.”

Xianwei was confused when he heard this, but he still nodded and agreed.

Wei Bo followed Lu Shen closely to the mountain gate.

Lu Shen said: "I have met Wei Shenjun."

Wei Bo looked unhappy, "I don't dare to take it seriously."

Lu Shen said from his heart: "A few years ago, Cui Guoshi came to Tiandu Peak and had some honest remarks with me."

Wei Bo frowned slightly.

With Lu Shen's cultivation and methods, he deliberately concealed it, and even if the Dali court wanted to investigate, they would not be able to find any clues.

Of course, the premise is that Lu Shen's cross-continental journey and settling in Dali have the permission or acquiescence of the national preceptor Cui Han.

Tiandu Peak is located between Luopo Mountain and the town. It is closer to Luopo Mountain than Tiaoyu Mountain and Fuyaolu, so it is not a normal close neighbor, but like a next-door neighbor.

On the surface, the Immortal Capital Peak, which has great meaning, and the "landlord" recorded by the Dali court, are an Xianjia sect with similar background as the Huangliang sect.

Over the years, there have only been a dozen or so mountain monks in Tiandu Peak, which has always been full of immortality. There are no earthly immortals sitting on the top of the mountain. They live in seclusion, which is more like a closed mountain than Luopo Mountain. Occasionally, monks come down from the mountain, which is to let a person who has not yet entered the mountain climb up.

Young monks who are in the middle fifth realm go to Zhoucheng to buy some firewood, rice, oil and salt regularly. Tiandu Peak and Luopo Mountain have no contact with each other, and they are not even familiar faces.

The top of the main mountain of Tiandu Peak is slightly lower than the main mountain of Luolu Mountain, Jiling Peak, so it does not hinder the line of sight. Chen Lingjun and the others can have a panoramic view of the town from the top of their home.

The identities of the three neighboring mountain owners are naturally kept in the archives of the Dali Dynasty. Wei Bo, as his immediate boss, the God of the Five Mountains, can of course consult them at will. However, after so many years, Chen Ping'an has no intention of exploring, and Wei Bo has never asked.

He took the initiative to mention this matter. Later, Pei Qian secretly bought Fuyao Mountain with money. Tiaoyu Mountain was the private property of Changchun Palace Ganyi and was also taken over by Cui Dongshan. Xie Gou set his sights on Tiandu Peak and wanted to spend money.

Bought as a dowry. Unfortunately, when she mentioned it to Wei Bo, Wei Bo only said that he couldn't buy it with money, and that he would have to wait until the owner of your mountain became the Grand Master of Da Li.

Xie Gou is not the mountain master. She has already confirmed that there is indeed no Earth Immortal in Tiandu Peak, and even the Supreme Five Realms are practicing there. Otherwise, if she breathes and refines Qi even slightly, she will know about it.

If there is a time-honored Ascension Realm hidden in the mountains that is very good at concealing secrets from the heavens, if it does exist, it would be fine to hide it very deep, but fellow Taoists had better not move.
To be continued...