Yang Ningxing smiled and looked at Chen Pingan, "Good brother, I still believe in you more. Why don't you tell me the truth? Does this fellow Taoist Cui really have the best of both worlds?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, but it is still not a permanent solution. However, I guarantee that Brother Mu Mao can add hundreds of years of Taoism out of thin air without looking for that 'Yao Yaxiang'. It doesn't seem like a big problem. In the meantime, how can

If you get along with Yang Ningxing, whether you can reach the Jade Pure Realm or even become an immortal, and whether you can find a way to break the knot in the future, it all depends on Brother Mu Mao's own luck and luck."

Yang Ningxing seemed to have taken a reassurance, stroking her palms and exclaiming: "Sure enough, I am a good man, my business is fair, and I do not deceive anyone."

Apart from anything else, this good man is extremely defensive and has absolutely no intention of actively harming others. This is not what a good person is.

The reason why Brother Mu Mao, who has one soul and two souls of Yang Ningxing, came to Wucai Tianxia to practice is actually because Yang Ningxing unexpectedly chose a higher road.

Hunting for treasures, breaking through realms through cultivation, etc. are all deceptions. I want to establish a relationship with Yao Qing, the chief minister of the Qingshen Dynasty. When the door reopens, I will go to Qingming Tianxia to pay a visit to the "Taoist master"

Yao Qing, who is elegant and handsome, is the pursuit that can truly be called a "great future".

Since this matter was a decree of the real body Yang Ningxing, "Brother Mu Mao", one of the three corpses, could not disobey it. Moreover, this move was also a kind of self-rescue for the scholar in black.

Because once the plan failed, Yang Ningxing could only take a step back, take it back, refine it, and fuse it with "Yang Mumao", one of the three corpses, to become the complete Yang Ningxing again.

Once the black-clothed scholar fails to reach an agreement with Yao Qing and returns without success, Yang Ningxing will have his own means to make the world no longer have Brother Mu Mao.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Has the real Yang Ningxing already entered the colorful world through Tongyezhou and secretly gone to Qingming world?"

The scholar in black looked gloomy. He raised the wine bowl and took a big sip. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were dim and unclear, staring at the light ripples of the wine in the bowl on the table. "Obviously, my only escape route has long been destroyed by that...

This guy is blocked. With Yang Ningxing's character, how could he leave me alone and allow me, the bad guy he despises the most, to take refuge in Bai Yujing. As expected, he is already in Bai Yujing's five cities and ten

Somewhere on the second floor, Taoism practice begins."

He raised his head and smiled casually, holding the white bowl in his palm and shaking it gently, "No matter how delicious the wine is, it only comes in one bowl. But there is nothing to regret, it is good wine after all."

Cui Dongshan sighed and said: "Yao Qing can do it, but Yang Ningxing may not. In terms of qualifications, talent, and luck, the little Tianjun of Luzhou, Beiju, is still much inferior to Yao Qing's unique blessing.

Of course, if Brother Mumo thinks I'm being alarmist, I can't stop him."

The Taoist method of killing three corpses to prove Taoism is both mysterious and dangerous. Not everyone can do it. In history, many Taoist sects who followed this path fell short of success and suffered many consequences.

Even if it succeeds, of course it will be of great benefit to the Taoist himself, but for the three corpses, it is often a kind of physical death and Taoist disappearance, and the end is just like the natal creature that has been refined and returns to the soul, and its life is short.

Like the autumn of vegetation.

However, there are a handful of exceptions in the history of Taoism, such as Qing Ming Tian Xia. In the Qing Shen Dynasty where a large number of "Wuling boys" emerged, the chief minister Yao Qing, whose Taoist name was "Shou Ling", was

Gao Zhen, a Taoist who was often invited to give lectures and preach in the White Jade Imperial City, accomplished a feat. Yao Qing not only killed three corpses, but also created three more "corpse decomposing immortals" out of thin air, all of whom became immortals.

Ji, one person and three dharma bodies, practicing together, the Dao is closely related, and can keep water from the river. Yao Qing has an extra "friend of the Dao" in addition to the Yin God and the Yang God body.

", the three monks who emerged from the three corpses are similar but different from the ghosts and immortals.

As the "original deity", Yao Qing himself is a monk at the peak of the Ascension Realm.

Chen Pingan asked: "Your brother Yang Ningzhen is planning to reach the top of the mountain in the colorful world, and then go to find Bai Ou, hoping to let her help feed the fist?"

Yang Ningxing shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not clear. My brother's ideas are always wild and unconstrained, making it difficult for outsiders to guess."

Bai Ou, the national master of the Qingshen Dynasty, is a pure martial artist with a hand halberd "Iron Chamber" on her waist. She is the third martial artist in Qingming's world, and she is undoubtedly the ultimate in martial arts.

Yang Ningxing seemed to have finally made up his mind, "The deal is done! Even if there are still some disconnections, it is better than being a puppet. In this way, I am free and he is relaxed, and Yang Ningxing can focus on cultivating the Tao in Bai Yujing."

, in the long run, it will be a good thing after all."

Xiaomo stayed inside the shop and carefully looked at the "nothing" signs on the wall.

Cui Dongshan waved hard and said: "Xiaomo Xiaomo, come on, come on."

Xiaomo walked out of the shop quickly and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Cui?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and asked: "Xiao Mo, can you see that line of cause and effect with clear priorities?"

Xiao Mo glanced at the scholar in black and nodded, "It can be seen that this long line of cause and effect of purple gold Dao Qi has spread to the sky, and together with someone in the world, it formed what the Taoist priests called a 'line of sky' in the early years.

"

Under normal circumstances, Xiaomo would never take the initiative to explore other people's heartstrings, and he didn't care about the other person's level or the origin of his apprenticeship.

Because it's not necessary.

In ancient times, many gods fell into the world due to various reasons. If the punishment for the crime was not too severe, the old heaven would allow that god to walk around the world as a guilty person.

This is the beginning of the return of some immortals on earth to heaven.

The sky hangs down a long line and pulls the earth.

This is the so-called sky net that is wide and sparse but does not leak out. Small fishes can swim freely in it, cultivate Taoism, and become "big fish" in the climate. They will not be able to break free until they die.

Later, the young master's extraordinary knowledge was largely due to this incident.

The saint separates heaven and earth with his own great way, and the price of this ceremonial saint is that he is not allowed to reach the fifteenth level.

It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s that I don’t want to.

In ancient times, because of such visions of heaven and earth, a small group of Taoist priests who were blessed with spiritual blessings inadvertently discovered certain cyclic and orderly circulation of Taoism. Later generations gradually evolved many Taoisms, such as the hopers among them.

Cui Dongshan asked: "Can it be cut open?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said: "Now, God doesn't care, I can completely cut off this long line. What's more, even back then, I have done this kind of thing. I guarantee that I will be unscathed. If this fellow Taoist Yang is more cruel,

I am willing to sacrifice a few realms in exchange for my freedom. I can help him cut out the small half of the Tao seed from his Tao heart, and then keep this thing and return it to the old owner one day.

Be cruel and ask me to help crush the Tao seed with a sword and destroy that person's future, no problem."

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Brother Mu Mao, what do you say?"

The scholar in black rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's enough to temporarily disconnect the line of cause and effect. As the old saying goes, when you are a person, leave a line so that we can meet each other in the future."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It makes sense."

So our brother Mu Mao began to concentrate and hold his breath, and he was mentally prepared for the collapse of mountains and rivers in his own small world. Several of the natal objects left to him by Yang Ningxing have been gathering momentum in various major palaces.

Waiting, gathering the Taoist spirit from all over the country, like soldiers and horses gathering, rushing to a certain key "Gyeonggi important place", and preparing for it, lest they accidentally fall into the situation and damage the foundation of the road.

As a result, the guy whom Taoist Cui called "Xiao Mo" just walked up to him, put his fingers on top of his head, twisted his wrist, and called it a day.

The scholar in black waited patiently for a while, and saw that Xiao Mo had already sat on the empty stool, and then he asked tentatively in confusion: "Is this the end?"

Does this young monk with a yellow hat and blue shirt think he is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator?

Damn good brother, are you repeating your old tricks, joining forces to deceive me?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You might as well feel the atmosphere of your own world, especially take a closer look at the movements of the small half of the Tao seed. It is clear at a glance whether it is true or false."

Cui Dongshan hurriedly came behind Xiao Mo, raised his elbow and rubbed Mr. Xiao Mo's shoulders, "It's hard work, it's too hard. This attack will cause immeasurable losses!"

Xiao Mo wanted to say that it was not hard work, it was just a matter of effort, but he refrained from mentioning it, and it was actually more hard work.

After a while, the scholar in black no longer showed any joking expression, his face was solemn, and he asked Chen Pingan: "How to repay?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When I pass by a certain treasure land in the future, Master Yang will remember to show my kindness to the landowner."

The scholar in black raised a hand, spread his palm, and promised: "Before reopening the door, if I really become the protector of a new dynasty, I can find a way to give the city a population of 500,000."

Cui Dongshan looked at his husband and asked, is this business a loss? If no money is made, the student will take action and have a rough time with Brother Mu Mao.

Chen Pingan nodded, indicating that he had made a profit, and went back to the Baofuzhai for you two.

The scholar in black felt relieved, as if a huge boulder on his Taoist heart had been removed. The Taoist heart became a little clearer for a moment, and he vaguely felt an opportunity to break through, like a bamboo shoot peeling off, revealing the prototype of a mountain green bamboo.

, suppressing the surprise in his heart, he said with a complex expression: "From today on, I am a veritable Yang Mumao."

Sure enough, every time you meet a nice guy, something good will happen.

At that moment, there was an outsider present, otherwise I would have to put my arms around him and say from the bottom of my heart, "My good brother is really my lucky general."

Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl and said: "Brother Mu Mao, I took the initiative this time, so next time we meet again, don't let me do the work of correcting mistakes."

Yang Mumao laughed and said, "How can you be a human being and not hesitate to be blessed?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and gathered his bowls, "Then let's all drink ten cents."

Chen Ping'an drank a bowl of wine and asked: "Have you ever been to Feisheng City due to heatstroke in Shu?"

Yang Mumao shook his head and said: "No, otherwise everyone here would have known about his arrogance. The heatstroke in Shu is very different from our two brothers. The children of rich families are both delicate and noble. When they go out, they are very particular about thieves."

"And this guy is just a lazy guy who doesn't like to move around. He has a good life and is very irritating when it comes to spiritual practice. He drank with me one night and said he planned to join the Jade Pure Realm. Wait until the next day and let him do whatever he wants.

As soon as he reached the Yupu realm, Yang Mumao couldn't even determine whether the heatstroke in Shu was a result of accumulation or a spur of the moment."

In fact, all the mountain monks in the world know very well that whether they are the ten young people in the world or the ten slightly inferior candidates, as long as they are on the list, they are all promising beings.

As long as you don't be too arrogant or get carried away on the road of spiritual practice, you won't encounter any big surprises, and you can be called a definite "candidate for ascension".

Just like Ning Yao, Fei Ran is now in the Ascension Realm, and he is still a swordsman.

The number one person in the colorful world and the co-owner of the barbaric world.

If you are a pure martial artist, you will have the hope of reaching the final level and even have the opportunity to strive for the legendary "divine arrival" of "if you have this fist intention, I am a god".

Chen Pingan said casually: "How does he feel about Ascension City?"

Yang Mumao said without hesitation: "It's very good, it couldn't be better. The reason why Shu suffered from heatstroke and came to Wucai Tianxia in the first place was because he complained about his parents not allowing him to travel to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. How could Shunan Yuan dare to let him go?

Therefore, I have never been to the Great Wall of Swords and suffered from heat stroke in Shu. This is the biggest regret in my life. The master of Shu Cave felt extremely guilty about this, so he secretly let his only son go down the mountain without telling the Taoist companions."

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Is he a sword cultivator?"
To be continued...