"The dragon king in response to the world has a scale that opens, and the clouds and rain come down to earth."

Hainan, an extremely old man, hunched his back, put down his brush, looked at the paper with undried ink on the desk, grinned, and there were many missing teeth in his mouth, which looked particularly funny.

Next to the old man was a horse-faced Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest held the old man and sat in a comfortable rocking chair.

"Master... Nie Yuxuan has transformed into a dragon?"

The Taoist priest with a horse-faced face feels uncomfortable. The Dou Zong’s martial arts use turning dragons into an entry point, which means that Nie Yuxuan is fully qualified to advance to the top-notch ghost hunters. It is a big blow to his peers.

"Well... a two dragon, Dou Zong is so lucky... Every generation has guys who are close to Tiangou."

If someone is by your side, you must be familiar with that horse-faced Taoist priest, Zhao Feng, the true legend of Yulong Mountain!

The old man's identity is obvious.

Yulong Tai Sui!

The Taoist Taoist Life and Death in China is one of the five first-class ghost hunters and the Taoist master with the highest life.

The news about the old lady naturally came from the Bafang Fishing Building. This is the information point of Yulong Mountain. No one knows where the Bafang Fishing Building is. This institution has existed since the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. After Li Chong's wedding, Lao Pinfu obviously took the opportunity to gather the southern sects and northern schools and establish the status of Fuyu Mountain.

But Nie Yuxuan's transformation into a dragon was the biggest gain of Douzong in this wedding.

"Master, do you want to go and congratulate me?"

"Just send this character over. Old Man Ge doesn't know how proud he was when he saw this character. Humph! Don't you know how to be more angry?! The nine changes of the fish and dragons have only been the sixth change. After I die, how can I hold up the Yulong Mountain Gate?"

The old lady was much older than Ge Zhan, and she was already over 100 years old. She held a fan and whipped Zhao Feng's head with a grievance. Zhao Feng was beaten up aggrievedly.

"Master! Don't be angry, your health is important!"

"The body is important! I've lived enough! Look at this time, I'll be intercepted by robbing the "Demon Ferry Lotus". What's the matter with the Ghost King of Huaize? Can't even beat him?"

Zhao Feng was speechless. That was the Ghost King! Is the Ghost King good!!!

Looking at the Southern Sect and Northern Sect, except for Ge Zhan, the six first-ranked teams cannot beat one-on-one. How can I fight just one of my true stories???

The old lady Sui's teeth fell out, her mouth was flat, and she was vague in cursing. She was tired after scolding for a while and asked, "Is there any news about Wuweishan?"

"No."

Huaize Ghost King and Zhao Feng shared the Demon Lotus with the Demon Lotus. The body skills were not complete, so it was expected that they could not go to Wuwei Mountain for the time being.

The old lady Sui thought about it and asked again: "Has Fengdu been observed? Has the old demon Chao died recently?"

Zhao Feng was sweating coldly on his forehead. The "Old Demon Chao" mentioned by his master was Chao Zhen, the fairy in the painting of the skin, and one of the five first-class ghost-catching masters in the Chinese life and death path. His master always likes to ask himself whether the old guys of his generation died or not, which would defeat many people.

"No."

"Hmph, I'm so old and not dead. Obviously I'm going to breathe a sigh of relief. Alas, but it's better to live than die. I think Gepifu won't live long."

Zhao Feng was stunned. He didn't know where the master's logic came from, but when he saw that his master's expression was a little bleak, he didn't know how to comfort him.

When people get old, they are most likely to feel sad about spring and autumn, and they are also easy to think randomly.

...

Sichuan and Shu, inside a Taoist temple.

There are several times more pilgrims during the Chinese New Year than usual. An old Taoist priest was drinking the wonton soup in the bowl.

"Wuji, have you heard about Douzong?"

In the room, a young Taoist priest wearing a facial nodded.

"I heard that, Master."

"Well... Dou Zong has a queen, a two-dragon family. Alas... I don't know if our Fengdu Temple can be competing with Tiangou. Why don't you get closer to Qin Kun?"

Compared with Qin Kun, the true teachings of Fengdu Temple Mo Wuji are closer to the true teachings of Maoshan Xu Facheng.

Senior Brother Xu has a righteous family, while Qin Kun seems vulgar.

Mo Wuji explained his reasons, and the old Taoist priest's eyes twitched and he snorted coldly: "It's so vulgar? Xu Facheng is very close to Qin Kun, do you know why?"

Mo Wuji was stunned and shook his head.

"Tao follows nature! You are born in the world and you are born in the world. The four words "Essentials of the world" are all the gold we have pasted on our faces since ancient times. Tao is nothing, nothing is there. Confucianism holds the middle, Taoism is the middle, Buddhism guards emptiness, existence is the mutual generation of existence is the Tao. Only when you have customs in your heart, you will feel that Qin Kun is vulgar. To put it bluntly, practice is not yet home."

Mo Wuji smiled bitterly. Master’s words were too profound and he couldn’t understand them at all.

Is it really me, not Qin Kun?

The wonton soup was filled with too much pepper, which was very delicious. The old Taoist priest finished drinking a bowl and wiped his mouth: "Tell me about Xu Facheng, do you know what Xu Facheng is doing now?"

Mo Wuji was stunned and shook his head.

"When working in a media company, I'm making videos for people..."

"puff--"

Mo Wuji was so amused that he couldn't believe it.

Maoshan True Teaching, have you gone to work?

When did it happen?

Mo Wuji whispered: "Senior Brother Xu has entered the world?"

"From the moment he appeared, he was admitted to the world. The true teachings of Maoshan are not simple."

Yes, Mo Wuji also thinks that Xu Facheng is not simple, obviously very powerful!

But the master said again: "I guess the generations of Tiangou in Fuyu Mountain have forced them to be too difficult. They have trained a genius disciple to compete with each other. Unfortunately, the Tiangou in Fuyu Mountain is casual and natural, can compete with each other, and is easy to be attached to. Fortunately, Xiao Zi Xu has no evil obstacles in his heart, and his subsequent achievements are probably limitless."

...

Central Plains, Folin Temple.

In the Folin Temple, the first of the three temples, a greasy monk was burning firewood in the kitchen, a steaming stove, and a hundred servings of vegetarian chicken and vegetarian meat were released one after another. During the Chinese New Year, the Folin Temple was the most lively time.

The monk was greasy and wet, rolled up his sleeves, thick hair, and a fat fool.

At the door, a young and handsome monk said respectfully: "Master, something big happened to the Southern Sect."

The monk had some wrinkles, but he was still very young, about 50 years old. He wiped his sweat with an old towel and grinned, "Miaoshan, let's try the master's skills first!"

When the monk Junxiu saw that his master enthusiastically handed a jar, the fragrance filled the air after Kaifeng.

The monk Junxiu's index finger was so greedy that he moved his index finger. He reached in and took out the things inside and started eating.

"It's delicious!" Monk Junxiu bulged her cheeks and smiled happily.

"Hahahaha, of course it's delicious! This Buddha jumps over the wall, but the master has developed it for a long time, is cooked by vegetarian dishes!" The monk patted his round belly and asked, "What's wrong with the Southern Sect just now?"

Monk Junxiu said vaguely while eating: "There is a true disciple of Dou Zong who may have to break through the tiger's appearance."

"Oh? Is there a post-biochemical dragon again?"

The monk was startled and grinned, "Ge Zhan is lucky, and he has a successor."

Monk Junxiu looked at Master Zu's expression and wanted to see what he expected from it, but obviously Master Zu did not react at all.

"Master..." Monk Junxiu asked in a low voice, "I heard from my master that you and Ge Longtou are of the same generation. Don't you want to compete?"

"Bi? Hahahaha... Master Master does not have that ability. Ge Longtou, Painted Skin Fairy, Zuo Crazy, Old Mad Sui, are all first-class people in the Dao of Life and Death! Master Master Master None of them can match!"

Monk Junxiu was a little disappointed and asked in a low voice: "But Master said that you are not inferior to them."

"Your master is lying to you. Master has been in the kitchen for so many years. Do you still don't know what skills are there?"

Monk Junxiu was silent for a moment and smiled: "The master's meal must be the best, no one can compare to it."

The monk patted his belly, and his fat and greasy face smiled into a flower: "Of course!"

...

What happened in the old house in Kuishan was spread through unknown channels, and it attracted the attention of the life and death of China.

This represents the rise of a new generation, and some teachers with no successors are already a little anxious.

Is this generation of life and death still the world of Fuyu Mountain?
Chapter completed!