In Fang Xiaomei's heart, there always seems to be a shadow that can't go away, and she is eager to find Bai Qianzhang and ask her a question!
The sea of chaos beheaded the god-clan creature, the person who drank and sang in front of the grave of the fifth patriarch. They were originally irrelevant people, but in Fang Xiaomei's heart, they were inexplicably connected together. She also thought about it. , I always feel that it is impossible for someone to be so fast. It is rare in the world for me to use the Snake to hurry on the road. I didn't delay too much on the road, so how could someone catch up with me
But the thought in my heart was hard to get rid of, so I hurried to Bai Qianzhang to meet him!
In addition, she has also met Bai Qianzhang, and she is very kind to her, so it is always necessary to pay a visit and ask him how he is!
Lingshan Temple is located in the northern Shenshan area. When the gods descended, there were many heroes who fought against the gods in Lingshan Temple. Even Lingshan Temple's first Master Tuling died in battle under the God's creatures. Later, when Tianyuan's strength gradually increased, and when it began to establish its superiority in the battle with the gods, the monks of Lingshan Temple began to retreat one after another, without nostalgia for any power in the world, which also made Lingshan Temple a detached and powerful place. A place of revered tranquility!
Fang Xiaomei spent a whole day on the road, and arrived at the temple at the dawn of the second day. It was impossible to break in here like a snowy mountain, so she fell into the mountain, walked up the mountain along the mossy steps, and came to the ancient mountain gate. In the past, I straightened my clothes and told the little novice who was guarding in front of the mountain gate that the woman Fang Xiaomei, who said she would do what she said, came to meet the master of wine and meat, and wished to see her!
"The head has gone to travel in the mortal world and has not returned yet!"
But the little novice replied politely, saying that the master of wine and meat is not in the mountain.
Fang Xiaomei frowned, and asked bluntly: "Then dare to ask Bai Qianzhang if Grandpa Bai is in the temple?"
The little novice was honest, Heshi replied: "Uncle Bai has been practicing in the monastery for twenty-eight years!"
Fang Xiaomei was overjoyed, and said: "Then you take me in, I want to meet Master Bai!"
The little novice went back to the temple first, and after about an incense stick, he came back and said: "Uncle Bai has something important to do now, and it is inconvenient to meet guests. I just said that he has already known the intention of the female benefactor coming here, so I want you to go back first." Go to Bohai country, when the time comes, someone will come forward to solve it!"
"Grandpa Bai already knows?"
Fang Xiaomei was taken aback, and frowned, wondering if this Grandpa Bai had the ability to foretell
You must know that even she just found out that Grandpa Bai lives in seclusion in Lingshan Temple, so it is impossible for someone to send a letter to him, and after she learned about it, she rushed over immediately, and there is no one in the snow mountain who can rush over In his own head, how did he know
With a slight movement in my heart, I looked up at the low wall of Lingshan Temple, and wanted to jump over and go in to have a look, but in the end, I hesitated for a while, stood quietly for a long time, and sighed softly With a sigh of relief, he finally gave up on this bold idea, just obediently kowtowed outside the temple, and then with a slight joy and smile on his face, he drove the Teng Snake far away!
And in this Lingshan Temple, the ancient temple with green mountains and green waters is quiet and peaceful. But he was playing chess calmly. Opposite him was a rough-looking black-haired old man, frowning and thinking hard. Bai Qianzhang's chess skills were obviously much higher than his opponent's. The old black-haired old man would worry about it for a long time, but even now, he has gradually fallen into decline!
After losing another round, he had already lost three times in a row. He was a little upset at the moment, let out a long sigh, and shouted towards a monk's house down the slope: "Where is the wine, little monk, bring some wine up, old man Drink to your heart's content, we must win the round!"
Bai Qianzhang smiled and said nothing, obviously he didn't think he could beat him.
At the foot of the mountain, before the little monk brought up the wine, a figure appeared behind the ancient pine. It was a young man with black hair and a shawl. He silently put a green leather gourd on the chessboard. Without doubting him, he picked it up and poured it into his mouth, drank a few sips, let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "This wine is not bad, it will definitely win you!"
As he said that, he spread out his position and continued to make moves. The killing was very brutal!
And the man with black hair and shawl didn't leave again, he still stood aside, quietly watching the battle.
But it is not so much watching the game as it is the two people watching the game. After watching for a long time, the calm face has become a little excited, and even the eye sockets are slightly red, and he is clearly standing. Here, the white-haired Bai Qianzhang with a young face, and the black-haired old man with an old face, both seem to be invisible, playing chess on their own, as if there is a kind of It was an invisible agreement, no one said anything, just doing their own things with a tacit understanding...
The two played chess, and the man was responsible for pouring wine and tea. The three of them did not speak, nor looked at each other!
It wasn't until the black-haired old man won the game that he laughed loudly, wiped his face, turned to look at the man who was pouring tea next to him, and laughed loudly: "Little bastard, do you think it's weird? Every time you show up, I can always win a game against him... "
The man pouring the wine filled a cup of tea, and then he looked calm. He suddenly became furious, and kicked the chessboard in front of him away. Fortunately, Bai Qianzhang took the cup of tea in his hand, and then turned around slightly. Turning around, he watched with great interest the man in black robe standing there with his hips crossed and yelling, "You bastard who can't be killed, why are you still standing here drinking and playing chess? I didn't kill you with an arrow. You? How did you survive, why didn't you tell me?"
While cursing, the more you scolded, the more angry you got, and Bai Qianzhang was caught in it: "You are not a good person. When I left Tianyuan, I thought you were dead, but you are all alive, but you refused to tell me. Make me worry in vain..."
Those two people were also a little bit embarrassed, and they both looked at the angry man with a little moved face, but they were smiling!
After a long time, the black-robed man got tired of scolding, and the black-haired old man said: "When the old man successfully reshaped his body, you were no longer in Tianyuan, so how can I tell you? But don't be in a hurry to curse, you kid Say we both lied to you, so tell me, where have you been hiding in the past three hundred years? Tell me, how did you survive?"
"Why tell you?"
The man with black hair and shoulders sat down on the tree stump, and said angrily, "I'm still angry!"
"No matter what, it's good to live..."
In the distance, another voice sounded, a resolute monk came slowly, and smiled slowly, but it was the first wine and meat monk of Lingshan Temple who was out wandering, as the little novice said just now, beside him, followed by a group of monks. An old man with white beard, when Tie Rukuang saw him, he stood up and called "Master Uncle". The wine monk and the old man with white beard looked at the black-haired man from a distance, and smiled softly: "What do you want to do for me?" That question has disappeared for three hundred years, and now it finally appears, is there an answer?"
The man with black hair and shawl turned his head to look at Monk Jiurou, smiled and said, "You also care about that answer?"
The wine and meat monk sighed softly, and said: "Now the Daoist Temple of the Masters has just defeated the League of Gods, deterred the small fairy worlds of all directions, and gained an advantage in front of the immortals and commanders of the Sanfang Emperor Palace, and even the three immortals The imperial capital has not yet left the customs, but various internal differences have already emerged. The chaos in the Bohai Kingdom is probably also affected by the disputes in the Taoist temple. Alas, my Lingshan Temple is aware of that kind of dispute, and I don’t want to Get involved, and then get out in time, but who can really ignore this issue?"
The man in black lowered his eyes: "With the wisdom of your Lingshan Temple, can't you think of a solution?"
Monk Jiurou said indifferently: "The catastrophe lies in people's hearts. We, the outsiders, couldn't think of a way to break the situation!"
"This is really not an easy problem to solve..."
The man in black sighed softly and said, "I've been thinking about it for three hundred years!"
Everyone in the room looked at him: "Then did you think of the answer?"
The man in black said lightly: "I'm still alive!"