The appearance of Taoist Qingsong has not changed much from before, but the changes in temperament and appearance are huge. The Taoist robe is flowing with a long sword on his back, and his arms are like tassels. In addition, the two heads and the other hand are holding With an indifferent expression, the sergeants who saw the Taoist coming over all knew that it was the Taoist who was coming, and appearing at this time and place, it was most likely someone from Dazhen's side.
Before Taoist Qingsong approached the military camp, Du Changsheng and several disciples were already waiting at the entrance of the military camp. Soldiers and generals gathered around to watch, and a familiar captain asked Du Changsheng.
"National Master, is that person over there coming from me, Master Dazhen?"
Du Changsheng didn't have much arrogance, he nodded and smiled.
"The person who came here must be me, Master Dazhen. The objects in his hands are two heads, but I don't know which two monsters in the enemy camp they are!"
Just as Du Changsheng finished speaking, Taoist Qingsong's voice could be heard from afar.
"I have just come to the northern border. Of course I don't know who these two evil obstacles are. I can only identify them with the National Preceptor. They were killed in a hurry last night and I didn't ask anything."
With the lingering sound of his words, Taoist Qingsong slightly exceeded the speed of his visual senses, as if he had crossed a hundred steps in a dozen steps and arrived in front of the barracks. With a flick of his right hand, two heads were thrown on the ground with two "bang" and "bang" sounds. On the ground, he rolled to the side. At the same time, Taoist Qingsong also performed a Taoist hand-kowtow ceremony towards Du Changsheng that was slightly different from the usual one.
"The poor Taoist Qi Xuan, whose Taoist name is Qingsong, has been practicing for many years and is not familiar with the world. This time, I, Dazhen, and Zuyue are having a huge dispute, so I am here to help!"
Du Changsheng did not dare to neglect and returned the gift with his disciples.
"I, Du Changsheng, hold an official position in the court and enjoy a salary from the court. I would like to thank Taoist Priest Qingsong for coming to help me."
As he said that, Du Changsheng looked at the head on the ground, and then sneered.
"Both of these two are heretics, but they also have some abilities. With the addition of the other two heads this morning, the 'Four Immortals of Lingu' are reunited. Hum, that's great! Oh, I'm neglecting the Taoist priest, hurry up. Please come in quickly and talk to me in my tent."
Of course Taoist Qingsong would not refuse, but he glanced at the faces around him that were either happy or curious. These were the soldiers of the Northern Army of Dazhen. Their weather-stained faces had perseverance, and their bodies were either neat or slightly a bit shabby. There were blood stains on the broken clothes and armor, but the death energy lingering around them showed that their fate was grim.
With a secret sigh in his heart, Taoist Qingsong followed Du Changsheng to the camp.
On the way, a rickety old woman appeared to salute and greet her, a strong and exaggerated man with a demonic aura appeared to greet her, and there were also normal practitioners who came to greet her. Although Taoist Qingsong saw that some of the methods were not too correct, he Everyone here is in the same camp, and they all respond politely.
After taking a look at everyone, the Qingsong Taoist followed Du Changsheng to the camp. It was rare to see a person who seemed to be a real master. Du Changsheng received him very attentively, and ordered others to follow him with tea and snacks.
Taoist Qingsong accepted all comers. After drinking some tea and eating some snacks, he suddenly asked.
"By the way, Master Imperial Master, where is Mrs. Bai?"
Du Changsheng was slightly startled, frowned and said in confusion.
"Mrs. Bai? Who is it?"
"Uh, Madam Bai has never been to the camp? Oh, Madam Bai is a profound Taoist female cultivator. Before entering Qizhou, when the poor Taoist was breathing under the stars at night, Madam Bai once I saw Pindao when I showed up, and he also came to the north to help me. His Taoism is much better than mine, so he should have arrived a long time ago."
Du Changsheng shook his head.
"I really haven't seen it before. Maybe I don't want to show up for the time being?"
"maybe."
Taoist Qingsong was thinking, and then his eyes fell on Du Changsheng. His gaze made Du Changsheng slightly uncomfortable. Just now, he discovered that Taoist Qingsong would observe him carefully for a while. He thought it was out of curiosity at first, but why is he still looking at him now? so.
'Could it be that Taoist Qingsong still has a habit of cutting off his sleeves? '
Even Du Changsheng now couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
"Uh, Taoist Master Qingsong, is there something wrong with Du?"
"Huh? Oh, the Imperial Master is worrying too much..."
Taoist Qingsong was stunned for a moment, but then he immediately came to his senses and hurriedly explained.
"Pindao has this old habit. When he sees a strange face or aura of destiny, he can't help but want to make a fortune for the other person. Du Guoshi's immortal face has an outstanding complexion, and Pindao feels a little itchy when he sees it..."
Du Changsheng heard Xian Zhiya's meaning, and of course he understood what Qingsong Taoist meant. He probably patted his horse through fortune telling. After all, this was a battle of qi and numbers. Dazhen's victory was of great benefit. He, the national master, was nominally in the lead. Dazhen practices rituals, and among practitioners he is the spokesman for the Qi Shu of the imperial court. There are many people who fawn over him. Although Taoist Qingsong is an expert, since he is involved in Dazhen's affairs, Qi Shu will inevitably affect his practice. It is necessary to have a good relationship with him, the Dazhen Guoshi. The relationship is still very beneficial.
Du Changsheng also wanted to get closer to Taoist Qingsong. After all, the new Taoist priest he liked most in the camp was the one he liked the most.
"Okay, then I'll ask Master Qingsong to tell Du's fortune. Speaking of which, Du has never had his fortune predicted since he started practicing, hehehe."
"Hahaha, that's good. I'll just do a hexagram for the Imperial Master and ask the Imperial Master not to use too much mana to disturb the Qi phase. Only then will it be accurate!"
"That's natural!"
The two of them were polite and peaceful. Du Changsheng also restrained his magic power and showed a peaceful face. He sat cross-legged on the futon like an enlightened immortal wearing silk fairy clothes.
Taoist Qingsong looked happy. Of course there are strange faces among ordinary people, but there are not many of them. The area near Yunshan has long been unable to satisfy him. This time he came to the north to help the Northern Army, and he was able to tell the fortune of Dazhen Guoshi. , This journey is worthwhile, it is absolutely worthwhile, come to think of it, the hexagrams of ordinary people are not as strange as the hexagrams of cultivators!
"Okay, okay, wonderful, wonderful..."
Du Changsheng looked at Taoist Qingsong, who neither made inscriptions nor used any objects to make predictions. He didn't even mention the magic power. He just looked at it with his naked eyes and shouted "good" and "wonderful" in his mouth.
"Well, Taoist Master Qingsong, what's so good about it, what's so wonderful about it?"
"Hahaha, of course it's good that the practitioner's face is so good. The beauty of the practitioner's face is that the face of the practitioner is wonderful. Looking at the face of the National Master, you and I are indeed from the same sect. We must have been beaten many times by mortals, right? Hahaha, to be honest with the Imperial Master, Pindao almost had his legs broken..."
Du Changsheng's quiet expression immediately stiffened.
"Haha, Taoist priest is joking, Du has never experienced anything like this..."
"Hey, I understand, I will definitely not talk nonsense!"
Qingsong looked a little more serious, and he realized in his heart that he had lost his composure, so he quickly continued.
"Let's talk about the fate of the National Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor is worthy of being a gift from heaven and man. The further the future goes, the more mysterious and unclear the fate is. This shows that the National Preceptor's practice is endlessly changing..."
"oh?"
Du Changsheng smiled again, temporarily suppressing his previous discomfort, stroking his beard and asking.
"Appreciate further details!"
"Well, Guoshi Du is the pillar of the Dazhen court. It connects Guozuo Qi Shu with the spiritual practice of the country. The role of the Guoshi is not small. Well, if Pindao has something to say, don't be angry with the Guoshi!"
Du Changsheng raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"But there's no harm in talking!"
"Are you sure the Imperial Master will be angry?"
"Can what Du said be false? You and I are both monks. Could it be that Du is trying to make a vow?"
Du Changsheng was also amused by this man, and the slight frustration he felt just now was gone. This man was quite sincere.
"Hey, the National Master's words are serious, there is no need to be like this!"
Taoist Qingsong was relieved, but after thinking for a moment, he secretly pinched the Immovable Mountain Seal visualized in the Heaven and Earth Mystical Method in his sleeve to prevent unexpected events. The advantage of this seal is that it cannot be seen now, but if you have many thoughts, you can unfold it. Many pieces, then Taoist Qingsong said.
"Ping Daoyan said that the practice of the state master is mysterious, unclear and ever-changing. In fact, it means that the upper limit is extremely high, and the lower limit is also the same. It is very important to maintain one's mind when you are in the middle of the court."
Du Changsheng nodded in agreement and stroked his beard.
"Yes, an elder and a master once warned Du like this, and the Taoist priest understood it clearly. Therefore, Du has been cultivating his moral character for many years, focusing on his mind and thoughts, and keeping his mind consistent. Being in the government and the public is like sitting in a mountain and a forest!"
Taoist Qingsong listened well. His brows furrowed even more when he heard this, and he couldn't help but speak bluntly.
"Hey, Imperial Master, you are not very good at keeping your mind straight and keeping your thoughts in mind. Fortunately, I am not your elder. Otherwise, if I said this to you, I would definitely get a slap in the face."
"you… "
Du Changsheng almost lost his composure as he moved his fingers, feeling a slight surge of energy and blood, Taoist Qingsong said quickly.
"Cultivation of one's moral character, cultivation of one's character!"
Du Changsheng took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"Haha, the Taoist priest is right, we need to cultivate our moral character. I think we should talk about the war on the front line!"
"Hey, what the Imperial Preceptor said is wrong. I haven't finished the calculation yet. The Imperial Preceptor has a lot to do and talk about in his destiny!"
Du Changsheng's brows jumped.
"But Du doesn't want to hear it anymore!"
"Look, Imperial Master, you are still far behind what Pindao said just now. No, I don't want to listen to it after just a few words. Forget it. If I don't finish speaking, Pindao will panic. If you want to If you don’t say that, the imperial master can give me a good beating, but Pindao will never fight back!”
Du Changsheng was really angry and laughed, but looking at this man's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous. Is this man serious
…
Half an hour later, Du Changsheng walked out of the tent with an ugly face and hurriedly walked to the school grounds. He kept breathing deeply into the sky, trying not to break out.
Du Changsheng could feel that Taoist Qingsong was sincere, every word he said was sincere, and he couldn't hate him, but it had nothing to do with whether he was angry or not. Just now he really almost hit someone, and it took him a while to hold back.
Taoist Qingsong felt that some of his words were unpleasant, so he said them all in one go. Then seeing Taoist Qingsong's refreshed face, Du Changsheng became even more angry.
But after taking a dozen deep breaths, Du Changsheng couldn't help but think about Taoist Qingsong's words. Why was he angry? It wasn't because some shortcomings or even shortcomings were pointed out to the point without leaving any room for mercy or emotion.
"Huh..."
Du Changchang took a long breath and calmed down temporarily. Then at this time, the voice of Taoist Qingsong came from far away.
"National Master, Pindao said he can be beaten by you, do you still want to? If not, Pindao can go and rest."
The word "go" was barely heard before Du Changsheng turned towards the distant tent with a stiff face and said through the message.
"The Taoist priest has just gone to rest..."
Taoist Qingsong walked out of Du Changsheng's tent, shook his head and whispered.
"Good advice is offensive to your ears!"