Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 201 Copper Seal
Since there is no lighter, Li Changqing can only adopt the primitive method of drilling wood to make fire.

After the fire was lit, the wild vegetables in the pot were cooked and exuded a faint fragrance. At Zhang Zhongkui's kind invitation, Li Changqing also came to have a bowl.

Li Changqing took a sip, and the taste was acceptable.

"Don't underestimate my pot of wild vegetables, it has the effect of strengthening lean energy, baby!"

Zhang Zhongkui poured down a bowl happily, wiped the residue on his chin, and said triumphantly.

"Thank you!", for others, it may be good, but Li Changqing often eats vegetables watered with spiritual water, and the effect is much better than Zhang Zhongkui's wild vegetable soup, but Li Changqing appreciates Zhang Zhongkui's kindness.

"Too far-fetched, now you and I are brothers in the same school, why are you polite!", Zhang Zhongkui.

"Hehe, what about the Muzhen Temple on the Yunzhong Lake?" Li Changqing smiled, and asked about another matter about the Muzhen Temple.

"Master Zhang Shiqiong has two disciples, one is my master Zhang Mengquan, and the other is Zhang Mengchi. Zhang Mengchi was just a beggar who was about to die of starvation. My master Zhang Mengquan rescued Zhang Mengchi to the mountain. After Zhang Mengchi went up the mountain Master Zhang Shiqiong wanted to learn Taoism from Master Zhang Shiqiong, but Master Zhang Shiqiong refused, and at the begging of my master Zhang Mengquan, Master Zhang Mengchi was accepted as a closed disciple."

"The master said that Zhang Mengchi was born rebellious and would definitely betray the imperial sect in the future. Although he accepted Zhang Mengchi as his disciple, he refused to teach him Taoism. Zhang Mengchi's Taoism was passed on to Zhang Mengchi! When Zhang Mengchi learned the skill, he went down the mountain privately and mixed with the warlords."

"Three years later, Zhang Mengchi took the warlord up the mountain and threatened his master to teach him the copper seal of Muzhen, a keepsake inherited by the imperial school. How could the master be threatened by Zhang Mengchi? With a strong wind blowing through his sleeves, the sky was full of yellow sand, and the master disappeared with his master On Xuangong Mountain, Zhang Mengchi forged a bronze seal of Muzhen himself, and used the name of the Imperial School of Muzhen Temple to recruit believers, and rebuilt the Muzhen Temple on Yunzhong Lake."

"It's ridiculous that when the false is true, the true is also false, and when the true is false, the false is also true! The false Muzhen Temple on Yunzhong Lake has been passed down to this day, and the authenticity of the Muzhen copper seal is no longer important. Everyone will think that the Muzhen Temple on Yunzhong Lake is the real one!"

"Muzhen, Muzhen, the past is like a cloud of smoke. To meet you, let me pass on the 'truth' guarded by my ancestors. First, I am worthy of the master's deduction at the cost of my life!"

Although Zhang Zhongkui was quite disdainful of the Muzhen view on Yunzhong Lake, after seeing Li Changqing, his words were much more relieved and less angry.

"Senior brother can open the shackles in his heart, and he will definitely improve to a higher level in the near future!" Li Changqing was sincerely happy that Zhang Zhongkui was enlightened.

"Even if I go up to another level, I can only see the scenery in front of the mountain, but you are different, junior brother. Maybe one day you will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the small mountain at a glance! Although this copper seal of Fang Muzhen is useless, I hope you can pass it on forever, junior brother. go down!"

Zhang Zhongkui took out the copper seal wrapped in blue cloth from his chest, and handed it to Li Changqing.

"Okay!" Li Changqing took over the copper seal that had been passed down for thousands of years, feeling filled with emotion in his heart. He was just casually wandering around Xuangong Mountain, yet he could encounter such a thing.

"Junior Brother, you must have come to Xuangong Mountain for tourism, right? Although the Muzhen Temple on Yunzhong Lake is fake, their beds are all real, and sleeping is much more comfortable than mine in this ruined temple. Go back soon." ! When the sky gets dark, the mountain road will be difficult to walk!"

"Okay, then I'm leaving. I will come to see you when I have time, or you can come to Lijia'ao, Lingxia Township, Guyang County to find me!"

Li Changqing returned along the original road and reappeared in the guest room of Muzhen Temple in Yunzhong Lake, but the feeling at this time was quite different from before.

"Little brother, is my grandpa inviting you over for tea?"

Li Changqing was chanting silently in the room when the door was suddenly pushed open. Xu Xuantong changed out of leather pants and wore a pair of denim shorts, revealing long white and strong legs. The upper body was also changed into a waist-tight T-shirt, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes were worn on the feet. Hotter and more sexy than during the day, he said to Li Changqing very charmingly.

"Okay!" Li Changqing felt that Xu Yingfan was not bad, so he didn't refuse.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

Among the men Xu Xuantong wanted to collect stamps to melt, there was no one who was unsuccessful. Seeing that Li Changqing's eyes didn't even linger on her for a second, he continued to talk coquettishly!

"Your kidney fire is too strong, and you are prone to infertility!" Li Changqing said to Xu Xuantong sincerely, with the heart of the doctor's parents.

"You...", Xu Xuantong concluded, with thousands of swear words in her throat, but she swallowed them forcefully. Although she likes collecting stamps, she dare not offend his grandpa's guests.

"Let's go, I'm a doctor, and I'll prescribe you some secondary medicine later, go and get rid of the fire!"

Li Changqing went to the courtyard where Xu Yingfan lived before, and knowing where it was, he walked in front.

The place where Xu Yingfan lives is similar to a courtyard house. Xu Yingfan lives in the room facing the gate. When entering the room, the living room has antique decoration and furniture.

There was a simple square coffee table in the middle. Xu Yingfan and Xu Kangping sat opposite an old man in Taoist attire, and each had a set of exquisite tea sets in front of them.

"Master Li is here, please sit down, please sit down!" After Li Changqing entered the room, Xu Yingfan immediately got up to greet Li Changqing, and welcomed Li Changqing to his seat.

"Mr. Xu, this is Li Changqing, the master of Chinese painting you mentioned? He is indeed a young talent, and he has the temperament of a calligrapher and painter at first sight!"

The old man in Taoist costume was short and fat, graceful and luxurious, and greeted politely.

"Both of you have won the prize!" Li Changqing also responded modestly, and because Zhang Zhongkui felt the aura of the "Taishang Huangting Interior View Jade Classic" in him, he deliberately released a very small part hidden in the Nigong pill. Haoran is upright and comes to cover up.

"This is Daoist Zhongji, the advocate of Muzhen Guanguan, the second-generation successor of No. 30 of the Imperial School of Taoism. He not only has excellent medical skills, but also has a lot of research on tea ceremony, calligraphy, and painting!"

As an intermediary, Xu Yingfan also introduced Zhang Zhongji to Li Changqing.

"Long-awaited, long-awaited!", Li Changqing did not reveal it, and echoed a few sentences.

"Especially medical skills. My father has had a cough for decades. He has visited all large and small hospitals at home and abroad, but he has repeated attacks, but he can't cure the root cause. A friend recommended Taoist Zhang Zhongji, and sure enough, the medicine arrived. The disease is gone, my father's cough has not recurred for a year, and his health is much better than before!"

Xu Kangping admired Zhang Zhongji's medical skills very much, but he only said a part of it. As for Zhang Zhongji's revival of his masculinity, he was rotten in his stomach.

(End of this chapter)