When Minghui arrived at this realm, he was like a master, waving his hand and smiling:
"I don't need him, just be busy with him and borrow his place!"
This disciple didn't dare to say more, and was swung back by him, but this Minghui lowered his head, took out a set of tea sets from the box under the jade table, mobilized water and fire to cook tea, and said with a smile:
"It's really a tossing Taoist friend, I am being pulled by the Sun Taoist to work every day... I don't have time to retreat, so I think it's better to go out and travel to nourish it."
"This sun is domineering... As long as there is a little bit of cause and effect... One counts as the other, and they all want to be their people, whether it's Chen Yin or Kuang Yu back then, they have only been able to pick out a Xiao Chuting intact for so many years, even if it's a dragon slayer... That's also cutting meat to feed them before getting out."
Unexpectedly, the monk's words implied, and he came up and scolded the Sun Taoist, asking Li Ximing to take a second look, wait for his tea to be full, and said softly:
"I was sheltered in the early days, and I only attacked and defended the alliance."
"Shelter..."
Minghui smiled and said nothing, didn't say anything heavier, and thought to himself:
"This adult plays chess, I don't know which faction it belongs to, since it is Mingyang Wei Li, he must not deal with Luoxia, but can he be good at the Sun Taoist system?"
He took a sip of tea, feeling a little timid, but he saw the real person wearing a light collar and white soft armor and a white feather black robe hurriedly coming in from outside the palace, Li Ximing turned his head and bowed his hands, this Chang Yun real person returned the salute, sat down in the hall, and said:
"Long time no see."
Only then did he go to see Minghui, and when he saw his outfit, he couldn't help but frown and said:
"You have liked this skin so much in recent years, and when I saw you like this, I didn't know what kind of person it was!"
Minghui turned into a Taoist priest early, and now he looked like a fairy and said with a smile:
"I learned the [Wonderful Art of Transforming Divine Transformation] from Master, and I always have to practice it."
The two were chatting, Li Ximing saw Chang Yun's expression in a hurry, his magical powers flashing, and he looked a little drowsy, although there were no injuries on his body, and his face was at ease, but the inappropriateness of his magical powers could not be hidden.
"This Chang Yun Zhenren is also injured... It seems that I haven't had a good life during this time...'
After all, Chang Yun and Lianhua Temple are well-known things, and the Xiuyue Mountain Gate leaning on one side has been closed, and the Jingbo Gao family has no intention of going south... As long as the mountain of daggers is not lost, basically no one can threaten him.
It can be seen that his appearance is not good, maybe he ate Shi Xiu's calculation when he robbed the Wang family, but when he saw Li Ximing politely, Minghui sat between the two, and he was not surprised, he just said:
"Hey... Let someone take a look."
Chang Yun himself was not worried, waved his hand, and sighed:
"Zhaojing has been troublesome enough recently, the movement of the north has caused us who are close to Jiangbei, saying that Yunmen has my hard work, and I can't move, otherwise I will learn from Ye Hui and go out."
"I heard Minghui talk about it, but I still want that cassock, just ask me to be a witness."
Li Ximing is not exempt, he has no magical power to heal wounds, unless the other party talks about the injury, he is just refining the elixir, and he is not in a hurry at the moment, so he pauses for a moment and says what he has been thinking about for a long time:
"This cassock is dusty in my hands, the north is vast, and it is naturally excellent to exchange for some spiritual resources."
Minghui put his hands together and said with a smile:
"This is natural, my master is older, I have seen many immortal Dao figures, Zifu Jindan Dao has also studied, and he is one of the best in the seven phases.
What Li Ximing doesn't lack most is exercises and techniques, where would he ask here? It's just that although this [Light Glass Cassock is good], it is far from being compared with the [Three Lotus Entering the World Treasure] of Chalu and others, it is naturally impossible to exchange for a whole spiritual object, Li Ximing has some hopes, so let's ask:
"If there is a purple mansion-level spiritual fire... Nature is the best."
As soon as these words came out, Chang Yun shook his head slightly, and Minghui took in his expression, hesitated for a moment, and replied:
"The Purple Mansion Spiritual Fire is rare, and it is also something that I love to cultivate, and it is often taken away by fellow practitioners, enshrined in the Buddhist land, refined into techniques and treasures, even if some are outside, they are all in the hands of Maha, which is not good."
Chang Yun paused for a moment and then said:
"In fact, whether it is a spiritual object or a spiritual fire, if it falls into the hands of pity, it must all be handed over, and it is absolutely impossible to own it privately, only the value of spiritual resources is slightly lower, and occasionally some leftovers can be left in hand."
"Tsk..."
Li Ximing nodded and was about to change the words, but he saw Minghui turn the glass and said in a low voice:
"It's not that I can't... I also know a few paths, but... One [light glazed cassock] is not enough."
When Li Ximing heard this, he nodded quickly and replied:
"This is fine, just let the Taoist look for clues, if there is an opportunity to exchange it, I will never be stingy in looking at the moon."
Minghui replied:
"If I can have a treasure of the first level of [Empty Demon Subduing Bowl], I will definitely exchange it for my fellow Taoists, but if I can get the [Three Retributions into the World Lotus], I will have to make up for some things for my fellow Taoists to go back..."
"Okay!"
Although Li Ximing was happy in his heart, he didn't believe him in the end, and he didn't take out the [Guangguang Cassock robe] first, but only verbally settled the matter, which made Minghui a little reluctant.
Chang Yun watched for a while, as if he had done a lot of brewing, and then said:
"Wang Quwei's matter... At that time, I didn't see Zhaojing, and everyone snatched it, but fortunately it fell into my hands, and it was not taken away by the north, but I am sorry for Zhaojing."
"What is this!"
Li Ximing was naturally full of free and easy-going, looking very generous, and said with a smile:
"Everyone thinks that I am going to the Wang family, I am afraid that I will attract the north, so I will do the opposite, go to Bai Yinzi's place, how can I offend anything, just congratulations to the Taoist friends on their double happiness."
Chang Yun smiled, but there was no deep smile in his expression, he seemed to be thinking about something, and only bowed his hands and said:
"I knew that the Taoist was broad-minded, and when I had time, I would definitely visit the Taoist Friend Lake, and the Taoist friend also saw that I was still injured, so I should have talked about the elixir."
Speaking of this, even if Minghui has a good relationship with him, it is not appropriate to listen here, the monk bowed, smiled at Li Ximing, and then took his leave from here.
Chang Yun sent him out of the pavilion, and then returned to the table, his expression was much more solemn, and he said in a low voice:
"Although I have some injuries, because of the Taoist system, I don't have many elixirs in my hand, I hope that the Taoist can make some loss and gain pills for me and heal the magical powers."
Li Ximing nodded slightly, this is not a difficult thing, just use the Xuanque Jing Heart Medicine to refine it, it is not even a transaction, at most it is a favor, but the meaning of others is clear, his magical powers may not be able to refine the elixir, so he thought of helping himself.
So he said seriously:
"It's okay, watching and helping each other is what it should be, I have time during this time, and when the time comes, I will focus on refining... Dare to ask the Taoist friends..."
Chang Yun whispered:
"'Gengjin'"
Li Ximing smiled and nodded, and Chang Yun secretly knew in his heart:
"Minghui also gave a good excuse, although the elixir given by the sect is indispensable, but if it is suspicious in the eyes of those who have a heart, it is inevitable that it will be suspicious, and with Li Ximing here, it can also be a lot more round... Even if you take something good once or twice, the healing will be fast, and you will not be suspicious.'
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Qinling Temple.
Qin Ling Temple is very close to the junction of the north and south, and now it does not belong to any Shitu jurisdiction, only calling itself Qin Ling Taoism, relying on anger and protection, a little colorful light inheritance, flattery to achieve pity, and at its peak, it was quite a little bit of a small Shitu flavor.
Now that it has declined, the temple is small and deserted, although the superior Likong has rebuilt a corner, most of them are the ruins left over from the past, empty, and the birds are noisy.
"Snap..."
But I saw a person pacing in the courtyard, wearing black and black clothes, wearing a Taoist crown, a small gourd and six small short swords tied around his waist, a long face and phoenix eyes, and his own demeanor, which made people sigh.
He acted like a mortal, gently lifting up the stone table with missing corners in the yard, hooking up the stone bench, gently stroking away the wind and sand, and then took out a stone pot and two small cups from his sleeve.
This pot has a simple appearance and a hidden aura, and when it is placed on the table, there will be bursts of water.
The night was thick, and the mountains in the distance were dormant in the heavy moonlight, as if hiding in the dark mist, the middle-aged man waited for a while, and then listened to the sound of footsteps, and the broken stone steps made bursts of fine sand and stone sounds.
A tall and thin sword cultivator came in from outside, his robes were black and white, his beard and hair were neat, and he also had a gourd tied around his waist, which was the same as the other party's waist.
It is the big man who watches the big man-Lou Xing.
Just when autumn was deep, the fallen leaves were falling, Jian Xiu sat down at the table without saying a word, and the middle-aged man did not speak, silently lifting the pot and pouring wine.
"After so many years of not seeing each other, the Taoist's sword path has become more and more profound."
Lou Xing didn't answer him, his eyes shone brightly under the full and sharp brow bones, and he said lightly:
"Seeing Xue Daoyou's appearance, it is a complete life, not the first life."
The person in front of him was Xue Yan, the great real person of Luoxia Mountain, with complete magical powers, and like a deep still water, not exposed, listening to the other party's words, after drinking a cup, his eyes closed slightly, and he stood up and said:
"Yes, more than two hundred years ago, when I completed the Five Methods, I replenished my life and specialized in magical techniques, so I had the opportunity to impact the rest of Hongxia..."
"But after meeting the master and being tested by him, after all, the Taoist practice is too shallow, and I may not be able to match the position, so I washed away my magical powers, reincarnated and reincarnated, and it took many years to find it, refine the five methods, and get to the current position."
Lou Xing listened quietly, looked at him with both eyes, and said lightly:
"Shangzong is still considerate of his own people... I vaguely remember that when I was a cow and Daozi, Master told some jokes, but unfortunately I was stupid and only remembered the last few sentences."
Xue Yan didn't respond to him, and only calmly poured wine into his glass, but Lou Xing stood up, with a smile on his face, drank the wine, and said bluntly:
"He said that the book of the past was written [Baoxiang empty anointed fertile land, Gengyuan also dared to steal gold power], I already sighed, I think it is wrong now, future generations should write: [Xuanqu does not allow Qingyang to cross, and makes the king serve Wuxiu]."
Hearing this, Xue Yan put down his glass, took a step forward, shook his head and said:
"No need!"
The atmosphere between the two became tense in vain, the big real person of Luoxia Mountain frowned, staring at Lou Xing Zhenren, the sword cultivator on the opposite side did not give in, looked directly at his face, and said in a cold voice:
"The people of the world, from north to south, are like fish and meat, flattering, worshiping on the ground, the dragon luan is hiding, and all the ministers are ordered, and no one dares to disobey! As powerful as the Wei Emperor, he died in the fields, as noble as the King of Liang, drowning in the Jianghuai River! As for Qi Zhao, isn't it enough to be someone else's concubine!"
"The dignified immortal descendants of Tianwu, suddenly exterminated, the majesty of the glorious Central China, sending the barbarians, and the heavens and Yin Prefecture are far away, so a mountain is fixed in the sea, and the green cliffs of the North Sea are long, so they are besieged by five gates..."
"This world... And where you can't move?!"
Lou Xing looked cold, looking at the big real person in front of him, his voice was low, and he even gritted his teeth a little:
"Isn't that enough? How far is it enough?!"
"You..."
Xue Yan looked at him quietly, as if he didn't have much feeling for his words, pressed the jade cup with one hand, and said softly:
"The bones of Jiangnan, Li Jiangqun's generation has been exhausted, when you Lou Xing is gone, how can anyone in Jiangnan be called a descendant of the sun? Do you think I'm merciless, sometimes... It's because you are too persistent, the changes in the world are the choices of the people of the world, as for the changes in the position, rushing to verify them is also the inevitability of the immortal path, how can there be any reason to blame?"
"No need to mention Li Jiangqun!"
Lou Xing threw off his sleeves, turned around, turned his back to him, and said in a cold voice:
"Although I am not on the same path as him, he is also a true gentleman, but now I understand that the remaining purple cloud, I don't know if he is not touched by the world, or to show your kindness."
Xue Yan finally sighed, the six short swords on his waist shook slightly, and said:
"Not touching the world is the way of immortality."
The black and white robe on Lou Xingzhenren's body was windless and automatic, and the gourd on his waist was also buzzing, and he slowly took out a sword from scratch in his hand.
The color of this sword is silver-white, not stained with the slightest light from the outside world, like a new cast, two feet nine inches and three minutes, the short handle is held in the hands of this sword immortal, and there is only a little vermilion eye-catching among all the colors, which is pointed right on the ridge of this sword.
So the wind howled, flying sand and stones, the autumn wind howled, the six short swords on Xue Yan's waist disappeared at the same time, and the majestic six colorful lights rose into the sky, converging behind him, all three feet long, with their tails aligned and the sharp blades facing outward, floating behind him like a screen.
The tone of this great real person of Luoxia Mountain finally became a little more complicated:
"In the past, I drank and talked happily, but I didn't want you to die at my hands."
The sword immortal in front of him didn't seem to hear anything, so he took off the gourd and gently placed it on the stone table, and then heard a clear sound, like the collision of jade beads, which was pleasant to the ear.
Before this sound fell, six colorful pillars of light rose into the sky, dispersing the autumn wind howling in the sky, straight into the sky, and flying into the dark and desolate night, leaving behind six colorful tail flames, swaying smartly in the sky.
They were like six colorful feathered flying dragons in the night sky, disturbing the clouds and mist in the sky, and seeing the thunder roaring, in an instant, these six behemoths were already full of power and were falling from the sky.
Xue Yan was suspended in the night sky, the back of his head was heavily colored, blended out, a pair of eyes were as bright as stars, mysterious like a god, the red lips were slightly open, and a thick and majestic vibration sound spread in the heavens and the earth:
"I will not underestimate you!"
Lou Xing on the ground raised his head, black clouds rolled above his head, and six colorful blades were converging here, he looked at the enlarged colors in his pupils, and one hand was always pressed on the hilt of the sword.
"Clang!"
A white light surged up from the earth boundary, rippling out, whether it was bluestone or remnants, all the broken walls and ruins were shattered together, turning into endless gray wind and blowing away, and the void responded at the same time, making a piercing sonorous sound.