Carriages and horses passed by on the official road on the outskirts of the city, and along the river to the north, at the intersection of the Jing River and the Wei River, a group of soldiers were stationed. Yuwen Chengdu and Li Yuanba followed behind the white-haired old man, each holding a weapon, and stood to the left and right. Looking at the huge rock flying in the air in the water, they instinctively stepped back half a step.
"Master, slow down... be careful not to hit your feet."
"Master, this kind of rough work should be done by us humble servants."
Far behind him, there was a row of guards standing. The bravest of them glanced back and saw a huge rock with water stains hanging in the air and slowly falling to the ground. They were so frightened that they poked their companions next to them and started whispering to each other, which prompted Yuwen Chengdu to turn around and scold them. They quickly stood up straight with their chests puffed out and became quiet.
Lu Liangsheng, who was standing in front of the boulder, paid no attention to the noise coming from behind him. He looked at the Water Prison Return Flow formation that he had carved before for a while, took out the scroll from his sleeve pocket, spread it on his palm to restore the size, unfolded it and took a look at the formation that was newly summarized and outlined on it, and raised his sword to point at the Water Prison Return Flow, probably to add other auxiliary formations on both sides.
With his wide sleeves waving and shaking, Lu Liangsheng carved and said to the two people behind him: "It's just to strengthen and refine the magic circle. You two don't need to follow like this. Go back and tell His Majesty that there's no need to worry too much."
"Master, I will have a hard time reporting back." Yuwen Chengdu received the emperor's order and was afraid that he would not even dare to enter the palace. He stood there motionless and forced a bitter smile. "Since I have already come out, I will wait for the master to finish his work before returning. If His Majesty asks, I will be able to give you a general idea."
"Shame on you." Li Yuanba muttered at the side. Yuwen Chengdu glared at him fiercely, but he looked at him fearlessly, "What? You want to fight me? You are not worthy. Go back and practice your strength before coming back."
"you!"
Thinking that this ugly boy was the young disciple of the Imperial Master, Yuwen Chengdu had no choice but to retract his gaze and turn his face away... If the Imperial Master also accepted me as his disciple, how could I allow you to be so arrogant.
boom-
The water surface exploded with a loud bang. The huge rocks on the shore sank to the bottom of the water as the two people talked. The rising waves rushed onto the shore, and when they approached the nearest pair of feet, they were separated and blocked by magic power.
Lu Liangsheng flicked the dust off his fingertips, turned around with his hands behind his back, walked between the two people, and when he returned to the official road, Yuwen Chengdu followed closely, leaving the accompanying soldiers of the Imperial City Division to walk slowly at a distance behind.
He asked, "Master, where are we going next?"
"Mount Li."
Lu Liangsheng looked towards the southeast, squinted his eyes and replied, "When he went out early this morning, he first re-outlined the 'human formation' of the Conferred God Platform, and improved it with the patterns of strange beasts from the mountains and seas. Now that the water prison formation is completed, the only thing left is the 'mountain formation' on the Lishan Mountain."
"You don't need to go to Mount Li."
Thinking about this, Lu Liangsheng stopped and raised his hand to stop Yuwen Chengdu. Seeing his puzzled expression, he smiled and said, "It is not appropriate to go to Mount Li with the spirit of war and killing."
Over there, Yuwen Chengdu wanted to say something, but he thought that the Old Mother Temple on Mount Li was invisible to ordinary people, but that didn't mean that the State Master couldn't see the Old Mother herself, no, it was the Goddess. If he really frightened her, it would be a real trouble. But it would not be appropriate to go back like this, so he thought of a compromise and said behind him:
"Then we, the humble servants, will wait for the Imperial Master at the foot of the mountain."
"Hehe... It's up to you."
After walking along a section of the official road and going around to the suburbs east of Chang'an, Lu Liangsheng ignored them and only took Li Yuanba to the foot of Mount Li.
A group of soldiers standing at the foot of the mountain had always been familiar with Yuwen Chengdu. When they saw the national teacher leaving, they came up and talked about what they had just seen.
"General, how did the Imperial Master get the big rock out of the water just now?"
"… How would I know? If I knew, wouldn't I also be able to practice Taoism?!"
Several good soldiers surrounded Yuwen Chengdu, looking curiously at the stone steps leading up the mountain, chattering non-stop about what had just happened. They marveled at the Taoist magic and even developed a yearning for it.
Know, know, know~~~
Cicadas were chirping on the branches in the woods, and the breeze was blowing against the branches. With a slight rustling sound, they followed the familiar mountain road to the edge of the cliff. While Li Yuanba was running around playing like a monkey, Lu Liangsheng broke up the pile of stones on the edge of the cliff and spread them out again. He also broke up the patterns of strange beasts from the mountains and the sea that served as auxiliary formations, and carved some outlines on each small stone. Each small part needed to be activated, and then formed into a large formation, which was another step that required some effort.
After doing all this, the sunlight was slightly slanted among the clouds, a dark cloud floated from the sky, and the sunlight gradually became dim.
"Huh... almost there."
Lu Liangsheng dusted off his hands, turned around and called Li Yuanba, who was still climbing up and down a crooked tree on the edge of the cliff, and went down the mountain together to go home. When he reached the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, he suddenly stopped, causing Li Yuanba to almost bump into him. He quickly braked, stepped on the edge of the stone steps, and fanned his arms vigorously twice before he pulled his body back.
"Master, why did you stop? I almost hit you."
Lu Liangsheng, who had stopped in front, did not answer. Instead, he turned his head and looked in a certain direction outside the foothills. He spoke softly, and it seemed that a voice came out. However, Li Yuanba, who was standing closest to him, could not hear a word. He blinked and leaned forward to stare at his master's lips which seemed to be speaking, then tilted his head to look in the direction Lu Liangsheng was facing.
There is nothing
As he was scratching the yellow hair on his head in confusion, he heard a snap of fingers beside his ears, and Lu Liangsheng said softly, "Go down the mountain."
"oh."
Li Yuanba tilted his head, not understanding what was going on. Not long after, they arrived at the teahouse at the foot of the mountain. Lu Liangsheng walked straight in, asked for a square table, and ordered five bowls of herbal tea from the waiter.
"Okay, sir, please take a seat. I'll serve you tea right away!" The waiter responded loudly. After a moment, he brought the teapot and filled five ceramic bowls one by one.
"Master, including Master Toad, there are only three of us. Who are the other two bowls for?" Looking at the full pottery bowls in front of him, Li Yuanba became more and more curious.
"You'll find out in a moment."
Lu Liangsheng put the Toad Taoist priest on his shoulder on the table, took out a bamboo tube and inserted it into the bowl. Over there, the Toad Taoist priest held the tube in his mouth and sipped the slightly sweet tea comfortably, and whispered: "My dear disciple, your master just used the Dharma sound transmission, so you naturally couldn't hear it."
"This is interesting, Master, can you teach me too?"
However, before he could finish, he heard hurried footsteps outside the teahouse. The waiter who was waiting outside the teahouse to attract customers called out, "Hey, Taoist priest, please come in. What do you want to drink..."
"Get out of the way, there's someone here!"
The waiter was pushed away by the hand that was extended to him, and staggered towards the pillar of the shed. The Taoist priest who came in, dragging an old man with him, rushed straight in, looked inside, locked his eyes on a person, pulled the old man and sat over, slammed the peach wood sword in his hand on the table, picked up the tea and gulped it down in big gulps.
At one side, Wang Banxia, with his hair and beard disheveled, sat on a bench with a dazed expression. He came to his senses when he heard the sound of a ceramic bowl being put heavily on the table. He slowly turned his head and looked at the old man who was sipping tea slowly on the other side, and blinked his eyes.
"Hey... Master, why are you here?"
“…where am I?”
Looking at the ugly yellow-haired boy opposite, "Who are you?!"