Dan Chenzi nodded expressionlessly, and occasionally showed a smile, which made the junior and senior sisters smile and feel flattered.
There were bright red tassels wrapped around his wrist, and the wine bottle hung under his wrist, spinning. Stepping on the mottled bluestone slabs, he passed through ancient palaces that were hundreds of years old and passed the outermost Liuren Immortal Master Hall. He walked slowly down the mountain on stone steps that were mottled by time.
He is also indifferent and indifferent, but up and down the mountain, Dan Chenzi gives people a different feeling. Up on the mountain, he is free and free-spirited. The warm sunshine shines on his gentle and jade-like face, and the corners of his mouth occasionally turn up.
Living in the world of mortals, transcending the mundane world.
The Tao and Dharma are in my arms, and I can spend hundreds of years leisurely.
It has been two days since he came back from the Taoism Conference. He doesn't like the noisy atmosphere, and he doesn't like the girl who screams when she sees him. She is unrestrained and willful. This has been his life for the past ten years and what he yearns for. road.
Walking slowly to the mountainside, I saw a rickety figure in the distance, holding a broom, silently sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps.
"Uncle Master." Dan Chenzi called out, quickened his pace, came to the old man, handed the wine on his wrist: "I bought it for you when I came back to the mountain, relief wood treasure, three thousand a bottle, it's expensive , the people from Tuobaoze bought it for me."
The old Taoist took the wine bottle, removed the cork, smelled it, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you paid back the money?"
Dan Chenzi scratched his head and smiled brightly: "How can a monk have money? I got it from alms. Anyway, Baoze is a wealthy man."
Master uncle is just an honorific title, Lao Dao is not his master uncle. When Dan Chenzi first joined the Shangqing sect, Lao Tao had been in the mountain for many, many years. When Dan Chenzi saw him for the first time, he was like this Although he is getting old, more than ten years have passed, and he is still the same.
When he was young, Dan Chenzi was very curious and asked all his masters, uncles, brothers and sisters. Their impression of Lao Tao is the same as that of Dan Chenzi. Ever since they joined the Shangqing Sect, Lao Tao has always existed.
He has been sweeping steps on the mountain, watching flowers bloom and fall, day and night changing, for countless years.
When he grew older, his talent was recognized, and the sect focused on cultivating him, and he was able to talk to the master Qing Xuzi. Dan Chenzi asked about the old man again, and found out that this old man was the master's uncle.
His cultivation level was not high at all. When Qing Xuzi was still young, this uncle was a mediocre Shangqing disciple. So mediocre that the old man sweeps the steps and is unknown.
However, as time goes by, the people of that generation have long been transformed into a handful of loess. But he is still alive, sweeping away, and becomes a loner.
The biggest impression the disciples of the Shangqing Sect have on this old man is: he can live!
The old Taoist is very strange. Dan Chenzi can't tell what the strange thing is.
His schizophrenia method...the method of cultivating the double Yinshen was taught by this old man.
The Sword of Intent was also taught by this old man.
The strange thing is that this old man is mediocre in both spirit and vitality. So he's weird.
"What place did you get in the Dao Discussion Conference?" asked the old Taoist.
"I should be in the top two." Dan Chenzi sat on the steps and watched the old man sweep the steps.
"should?"
"Well, I haven't fought Jiese before, so I can't say that I can beat him. Uncle Master, the Dao Discussion Conference has been terminated. There will be no champion this year."
"oh?"
"I'll definitely shock you when I say it. Great changes have taken place in this year's Dao Discussion Conference." Dan Chenzi was mysterious. In front of the old man, he rarely looked more childish, as if he couldn't wait to find something good and was hiding it. child.
"oh?"
"The Taoist Lord has fallen, and the remnant soul of the demonic Taoist appears at the Taoism Conference."
The old man's sweeping hand paused slightly: "He's back?"
At that moment, Dan Chenzi told the old man what he had seen and heard at the Tao Discussion Conference. When he finished speaking, he discovered that the old man was leaning on a broom and looking at the horizon, silently.
"Uncle Master, are you listening?"
"Well," the old man retracted his gaze and continued sweeping the floor: "This cause and effect has finally come to an end."
Dan Chenzi said quietly: "What is your relationship with Demon Dao? Why do you know his Sword of Intent?"
Before meeting Li Peiyun, he didn't know that what he was practicing was the Sword of Intention. It wasn't until Li Peiyun fought with Dao Zun and saw it with his own eyes that he was shocked to realize that what he had been practicing for more than ten years was the Sword of Intention among the Three Talents of the Demonic Dao. sword.
"We met before we parted ways." The old man said, "The only thing I can teach you is the sword of intention."
Are Master Shishu and Yao Dao old friends
After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly asked: "You met him at the Dao Discussion Conference. How is he...?"
Dan Chenzi was stunned and thought for a moment: "Very powerful and very young."
The old man smiled: "After a thousand voyages, my soul returns home, and when I wake up from the dream, I am still a teenager."
The breeze blew, picking up the fallen leaves. They were flying and suddenly solidified. There were birds passing by in the sky, frozen in mid-air and motionless. The treetops still retain their shape, bent by the wind, and remain motionless.
Dan Chenzi's smile was frozen on his face, and his eyelashes were clearly visible under the sun, like a wax figure.
In an instant, time seemed to stop flowing and the world stood still.
The old man felt something in his heart and turned around to stare.
Behind him, a figure slowly took shape, halfway between reality and illusion, with a blurred face.
"Senior!" He bowed deeply.
"Are you detached?" the old man said.
"Half-step detachment." The blurry figure whispered: "In the near future, a young man will go up the mountain to ask for help from his predecessors. I hope you will not refuse."
The old man's eyes flashed, "You came to see me to explain that the future me refused?"
Blurred figures remain silent.
"Since the future me refuses, what's the use of talking to the present me?"
"It's very important at this time, I hope senior will agree."
"You should know that fate cannot be changed."
The blurry figure was silent again.
"Idiot!" The old man shook his head, waved his old sleeves, a breeze blew by, the blurred figures disappeared, and the world returned to normal.
"Uncle Master, what you said is so right. It's very Zen-like in life." Dan Chenzi patted his butt and stood up: "This time when I return to the mountain, I have to go into seclusion. I have always thought that I am a genius, but only after the Li family is passed down can I know that. What is the upgrade speed?"
The old man watched his back disappear among the green trees, lowered his head, and swept the floor silently.
... ... .
Chunming Garden, Wan City, Henan Province.
On the weekend, at ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Lu took a nap. When she woke up, her back hurt as usual. Her first reaction was to lift the quilt and check her condition. She was in good condition...
Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief and dragged herself out of bed. In the corner of the living room, her son was curled up in a warm doghouse, looking at her with black button-like eyes.
It was a brown teddy with naturally curly hair, very cute.
"Baby, are you hungry? Mom passed out from sleep. I'll prepare something for you right away." Zhang Lu found the dog food in the cabinet, a glass of milk, and two dog basins, one for dog food and one for milk. .
As a 26-year-old single, Zhang Lu’s only companion is the teddy dog named Kachi that she has kept since graduating from college.
She was born in a rural area and stayed in the city to work after graduation. I rented a one-bedroom apartment and dated three boyfriends after graduation, but they broke up within six months.
Entering the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror, looking increasingly haggard, and scratched her head irritably. For some reason, her sleep quality had been very poor recently, and she frequently woke up at night. Her eyeballs were bloodshot, and she had lost her vitality.
After washing up, she went to the kitchen and started frying eggs skillfully. As a good woman from Yishi IKEA (she thought), she made breakfast by herself every day to make sure she had enough food and clothing (mainly because she was poor).
Today was a day off. She was going to finish breakfast and spend the remaining morning time with her son in the coffee shop across from the community. Then she would go shopping with her best friends and watch movies. She would stay at home with her son and watch TV dramas in the evening.
A pleasant and fulfilling day.
She was frying eggs when she suddenly felt an impact on her calf. She looked down and saw her son holding his calf and sprinting like crazy.
"Okay, okay, when mom saves some money, I will help you find a wife." Zhang Lu gently pushed Teddy away, and he pounced on him again, full of "go-getter" energy.
After rushing a few times, Zhang Lu was too lazy to care. Teddy was like that, the sun, the earth, the air, there was nothing they couldn't do.
Breakfast is very simple, two poached eggs, toast with peanut butter, a glass of milk... This kind of breakfast is convenient, cheap, and nutritious. During the meal, Teddy still held her calf tightly. Zhang Lu suddenly felt a heat in her calf, then she calmly frowned, lowered her head and glanced under the table...
"Damn it, I should have castrated you." Zhang Lu got up angrily and went to the bathroom to wash away the dirt on her calves. When she returned to the living room, Kaqi curled up in her doghouse with contentment.
"Dong dong dong!"
Just after breakfast, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Zhang Lu glanced into the cat's eyes. There was a young and handsome man standing outside the door.
She opened the door and was immediately taken aback again. In addition to the handsome young man, there were three girls beside him. One of them had a mole in the corner of her eye, which was so beautiful. The other two were tall and slim, and equally good-looking.
So beautiful... and they are all without makeup. Big stars are not as good-looking as them.
Zhang Lu didn't recognize the people standing outside the door, and instinctively marveled at the beauty of the three women in her heart.
"Excuse me, is this Miss Zhang Lu? I am a police officer from Changwan Police Station. This is my ID." Li Xianyu took out his ID and showed it to Zhang Lu.
Police... Zhang Lu stepped aside and said, "Please come in."
Li Xianyu and his harem group entered the house and sat on the sofa in the living room. "No need to pour tea. We are just here to understand the situation."
Seeing that the girl was about to pour water, Li Xianyu waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to.
Zhang Lu nodded and sat down opposite them.
Li Xianyu looked at her, and quietly tapped the center of his eyebrows. His spiritual eyes suddenly opened. In an instant, there was a hazy black air in the room.
The black energy on Zhang Lu's body was particularly strong.
"Half a month ago, you called the police at Changwan Police Station, saying that you had been violated." Li Xianyu said, "The police station sent me over to pay a return visit. Does this phenomenon still exist?"
(End of chapter)