She obviously misunderstood that the old Taoist priest regarded her as a maid in a wealthy mansion.

She stood there without moving and waited for a while. When she saw that the old Taoist just smiled and didn't even give a red envelope, she was very angry.

She asked the old Taoist priest to follow her with a straight face, and walked quickly towards the courtyard. Liang Shuang did not reveal the secret, and was in a very good mood. There is no perfect road for man, and there is no perfect road for man.

While in seclusion in Tongyezhou, the old master suddenly had some signs of divine connection. He quickly did a fortune telling, but still worried, he walked out of the ashram and observed the celestial phenomena at night, and finally understood.

The old master traveled across the continent overnight and headed straight to the capital city of Li. As expected, God paid off and he finally found the reincarnation of his master.

Liang Shuang's dharma lineage has been passed down by a single line since ancient times. The master teaches the dharma, and there are never two disciples. When the master reincarnates, the apprentice must find the reincarnation of the former, change the status of master and apprentice, and accept him as the heir to inherit the dharma lineage for a long time.

Even if you can't find it, you have to keep looking. Previously, Liang Shuang took the initiative to go to Tongyezhou and had a head-on fight with Zhou Mi. The old man felt that his time was coming and had no regrets. What he was most worried about was that this lineage would spread to

With his own hands, the incense has been cut off. Isn't he, Liang Shuang, a sinner for thousands of years?

When they arrived at the courtyard gate, the maid was about to stop and say goodbye. The old man took out an inconspicuous yellow paper talisman from his sleeve and said with a smile: "A small thank you is not a sign of respect. Please keep it, girl."

The maid thanked her perfunctorily, put the talisman in her sleeve and turned around to leave. She heard the old man still nagging, "Little girl, remember this, even if you resell it for money, don't sell this talisman at a low price. It's best."

I will wait until I have formed the elixir in the future, and then start refining this talisman. At the eighth turn of the golden elixir, I will see the door, deep in a red cloud, and there will be a Taoist immortal who will lead the way to Yujing. Zifu Jiangque will hear and see it.

For one’s own Dao qualifications…”

Liu Laocheng glanced at the talisman presented by the old Taoist priest, his pupils shrank, it must be a valuable treasure! This old Taoist was really generous!

Taoist Ailanthus laughed and said, "This is the second time in my life that I have seen a genuine talisman."

Liang Shuang smiled and said: "Pindao still has some inventory here, which can be used as the key to the ancient Cave Heaven Paradise site."

Taoist Ailanthus laughed and said: "What a 'some'!"

Helian Baozhu was of junior rank and young, so she naturally gave up her seat.

Unexpectedly, the old man smiled and said: "I won't sit down anymore. I will leave after talking about things."

Taoist Ailanthus said: "Senior must have guessed that it was the poor Taoist who set up an altar earlier, shouted his true name, revealed the secret, and wrote the disciple's birth date and birth date on the sand table using the method of holding a ji, deliberately provoking senior's investigation.

"

Liang Shuang nodded, "Even if it is really a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, a poor man will still have to break into it."

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At the temple fair, Aunt Feng held a flower basket in her hand. In addition to a few seasonal flowers, there were also many fake flowers carved from jade of various colors, which were enough to look fake and real.

She clicked her tongue, "The house next door is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

The old coachman whose pseudonym was Su Kan said with a disapproving look on his face: "Except for the stinky Niubi who arrived at the scene at the end, his Taoist power is not weak, and the rest are just like that."

Aunt Feng glanced at the bustling scene in the main hall of the Human Flower Temple and said, "Go and burn incense inside?"

The Flower Temple in the capital has a long history, but the literati and poets who are most familiar with the capital's history would not know that the first pilgrim who spent money to build the Flower Temple was this aunt.

"No need."

Su Kan found it funny, "You girls really hold grudges."

Your aunt burns incense for the goddess of flowers? Who caused the disaster in those days when the entire blessed land of flowers had to be cultivated for more than a hundred years before it could be opened to the public? What kind of incense are you going to burn? If the wind and rain damage it, it is enough to make the flowers wither. In addition,

As a remnant of the old Lei Department and Zhan Kan Division, even though his status is now erroneous and his power is still there, he really doesn't care whether he can afford a flower temple?

Therefore, this flower temple never appears. Even if the temple is built, hundreds of lifelike statues of goddesses are erected, and the incense is strong, the flower gods of Baihua Blessed Land regard this place as a thunder pond and dare not "descend" without authorization.

"Altar" is here. Over time, this great Lijing City Flower Temple has two unusual features. One is the painted statues of hundreds of flower gods, which are the most lifelike and expressive in the world. The other is because of the flowers in the Baihua Blessed Land.

Gods are often promoted or demoted, and ancestral temples also need to change the names and statues of gods. Only this temple has never changed the statues in the temple. The flower gods that were used when it was first built are still the same flower gods today. For example, the one who has long been

The "Mrs. Caozhou" who was relegated from the Blessed Land of Hundreds of Flowers.

Aunt Feng sneered and said: "I don't see them blindly trying to please others. Once they are favored, they will get carried away, arrogant and wanton, and they don't know how high the world is."

Flowers and trees in the world, when they were first born, were originally dedicated to the gods of pleasure and embellishments of the mountains and rivers of the earth.

Su Kan sighed, "Why bother, after all, you still vent your anger on others."

Aunt Feng curled her lips and said, "I don't deny it."

Su Kan said: "It's better to let go of enemies than to end them. It's time for you to let go of your old grudges and let them go."

Aunt Feng laughed endlessly, "Others have said this, and even if I don't agree with it, I still pretend to listen. When it comes out of your mouth, it always feels like an irony, and you are trying to persuade me to be cruel."

Su Kan said: "Think I farted."

Aunt Feng walked into the main hall of the Flower Temple alone with a basket of flowers on her arm. The statues of the Flower Gods were clearly arranged in order, one high and one low. They were so beautiful that they were ranked in the place where Baihua Blessed Land was a long time ago.

In the early years, the prodigal literati of Dali always liked to compile some erotic stories about a certain scholar who visited the Flower Temple at night, and wrote a few limericks to get countless beauties to sleep with. This attracted many local gangsters who often climbed over the wall in the dark and broke into the Flower Temple at night, wanting to

Some bold people who want to kiss Fangze, and even want to move a statue of a god and hide it at home. Scholars say that many ancients also had the "beauty habit". If they really can't move it or steal it, then that's not the case.

It's easy to handle, anyway, "they" really look like real beauties... so the temple blessings of the Flower Goddess Temple have to spend money to hire people to keep vigil here for a long time, so as not to be defiled by those scumbags.

Aunt Feng sighed quietly. Could it be that the old scholar had some truth in what he said? Why should a woman embarrass a woman?

Aunt Feng suddenly asked the old coachman who was walking out of the temple fair in her heart, "Su Kan, what are you waiting for?"

Su Kan walked expressionlessly on the street where the crowds gradually dispersed, "You and I are just the same thing. Whatever you are waiting for, I will be waiting for."

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Not necessarily."

Su Kan walked back to his private house, not far from Chier Street. During the process, he passed several palaces and temples where emperors of the past dynasties used to pray to gods. The official name of the secluded alley is Tieshu Hutong, but the people like to call it Prime Minister Alley because

There are two houses opposite each other in the alley, both of which were prime ministers. In fact, the Dali Dynasty did not have a prime minister. The official who could be added to a certain palace or the imperial court would be commonly known as the Prime Minister by the common people. But since the imperial court,

Since Cui Chan became the Imperial Counselor, he has not been stingy in posthumous titles and posthumous gifts. He has almost never blocked the resolutions of several emperors and the Ministry of Rites, except for the issue of increasing titles.

In fact, the old man who is much older than this alley opened the door lock and found that there was a cave inside the small house. The layers of thunder and lightning restrictions were enough to make all the great monks who are proficient in thunder and lightning in the world want to do it.

His scalp was numb, unless the Heavenly Master came in person, or even if the noble Huang Zi from the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Longhu Mountain came, he would never dare to break into this thunder pool without permission, and would only retreat in the face of difficulties.

Su Kan actually likes to play chess, and his chess skills are not weak, but because of his withdrawn personality and special status, he only reads the chess records.

Beings like him always have to find something to do to spend their time. In addition to playing scores alone, Su Kan would also go fishing or watch people playing gambling.

Since we have collected various versions of chess scores, the first one is of course the Caiyun score produced by Zheng Juzhong and Cui Chan at the foot of Baidi City.

Su Kan went to the kitchen and took out a few dishes of the capital's special delicacies, such as yellow peas, ginger sprouts in sweet sauce, eight-treasure vegetables, and sugar garlic.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been in this world for too long, or if it’s some kind of parting gift, or an angry punishment, or a distant warning.

He and Aunt Feng, the remnants of the gods from the ancient heaven, seem to have gradually acquired some emotions and humanity that were originally reserved for the fifth and twelfth highest positions?

From hating this human world, I began to be attached to it. I gradually got used to the annoying buzzing of pigeon whistles above my head, and finally got used to putting my feet on the ground and looking at the sky.

Time has passed, ten thousand years.

Humanity and divinity are always entangled, like a tug-of-war, more like an endgame in which the winner has not yet been decided.

God is silent to Kuqi.

The old man was speechless for a long time. After he came to his senses, he took a sip of wine, slowly chewed the sugar and garlic, and suddenly became furious, "The master has changed. How dare you raise the price?!"

Aunt Feng continued to visit the Flower Temple. Among the crowd, she saw a young woman dressed in simple and elegant clothes, and she gave her a long blessing.

Aunt Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled with squinted eyes, walked up to her, rubbed her head, and joked: "Young girl, it's all good."

After all, he is a member of the Fourteenth Realm.

The "watery" New Fourteen is also the Fourteenth Realm.

It would be easy for Wang Zhu to deliberately hide his traces.

When Wang Zhu left Lizhu Cave and came to Lijing City with his prince Song Jixin, Aunt Feng had secretly escorted the young girl Zhigui. Before that, the woman treated Zhigui in Mubo Alley as her own junior.

.

If Su Kan seems to be making a bet, he is actually secretly protecting Ma Kuxuan. Then does this Aunt Feng want to take extra care of Zhigui for a few years out of selfish motives?

Aunt Feng handed the flower basket to Wang Zhu and said softly: "What a coincidence, I gave it to you, don't dislike it."

Wang Zhu held it in his hand and smiled sweetly: "I won't dislike it, I'm very happy."

After reaching the fourteenth realm in the East Sea Palace, the past became clearer. Although she never felt that she was the "she" who was forced to land in the southern part of Aquarius Continent and fled all the way to the place of death, all the memories of her previous life became clearer.

People, events, and emotions are all so real. Remember

All the good things in my memory have become a memorial, with only a few exceptions, there are still opportunities within reach. For example, the woman in front of me, Aunt Feng, who once touched her forehead with mugwort, is probably the "her" that this world has given to her for a long time.

, or one of their well-intentioned existences.

Aunt Feng stretched out her thumb, gently brushed the young woman's beautiful brow that was always slightly frowning, and said softly: "Old Master, I've said that although hatred can be repaid for a lifetime, we must make a clear distinction between grudges and grudges, and we must repay them with kindness.

Virtue repays vengeance with vengeance.”

Wang Zhu hummed.

It may not be that Aunt Feng's reasoning is very good, but maybe she just wants to hear her familiar voice.

Aunt Feng asked with a smile: "Can you use the official power of Lord Donghaihai to use it?"

Wang Zhu was puzzled.

Aunt Feng pointed at a relatively pleasing painted statue of the Goddess of Flowers, "I want to chat with her for a few words."

Wang Zhu rolled his eyes at her. What does such a trivial matter mean? Besides, what official authority does he have? Nowadays, monk Haoran treats Donghai Palace with a respectful attitude at most. Even Qi practitioners who practice water law must go to sea to practice.
To be continued...