Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 84 Will
In the early morning of Jinshi Mountain, the forest is filled with layers of mist, and the leaves and flowers are full of dew.

A thin figure with a lean back, propping up a bamboo pole, staggered in the slippery mountain forest, seeing his staggering steps, it was obvious that he did not seem to be a person who often climbs mountains and wades.

In the forest, besides the sound of "crack...crack" feet stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves, there is also the slightly hasty and panicked murmur of the thin figure.

"Jinshi Mountain...you can't go wrong, it's here, but there are no stairs or roads, it's completely like a barren mountain, it doesn't look like a Taoist temple or a palace..."

"Could it be that the two fairy elders lived in the cave dwelling?"

As he walked up the mountain, after passing through a dark pine forest with difficulty, his eyes were slightly brighter, and the face of this person was also faintly revealed.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly immature look on his face, red lips and white teeth, he looks like a wealthy family.

Seeing that the front was a little brighter, the young handsome boy tentatively shouted: "Liu Xianchang! Liu Xianchang..."

"Chang Xianchang!!" The clear voice echoed in the deep mountains, shaking Lin Yue.

However, what responded to him was a roar of tigers that resounded through the sky and spread for dozens of miles.

"Ow!!"

Hearing the sound of the tiger howling, the youthful young man turned pale with fright, he quickly stopped and didn't dare to shout any more.

"Damn it! Hidden! This fairy was not found, but instead brought a big bug, what should I do..." The young man thought timidly.

"Click...click" sounded like trampling on dead branches, getting closer and closer from the gloomy pine forest on the side.

"It's over, the big bug really came..." The boy's legs trembled and his back felt cold.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, the boy picked up a dead branch thick enough to hold his wrist, and squatted in the grass, thinking that even if he was killed by a tiger, he would poke its eyes blind.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the grass in front of him, and his eyes lit up, as if something walked in front of him and pushed aside the cover of the grass.

"Ah!" The young man screamed, he closed his eyes and didn't dare to open his eyes, he just poked the branch in front of him forcefully, and then a strong force came from his hand, he couldn't hold it at all, and the dead branch was torn away.

Just as he was frightened, he suddenly heard a thick voice laughing and scolding: "Boy, you still want to hit me because you have no strength to restrain the chicken?"

"Ah...is it Daoist Chang?" Hearing this familiar voice, the young man felt as if he was listening to the sound of nature, and quickly opened his eyes to look in surprise.

Sure enough, there was a tall figure standing in front of him, about two feet tall.

The figure is as majestic as a wall, with an indigo face, long fangs, wearing a gold hoop with lotus seeds, draped hair and feet, and a thin blue shirt, isn't it Changlong?
Chang Long asked suspiciously: "Zhou Zhou Lang, why are you not studying at home, what are you doing here in the mountains?"

It turned out that this young man was Zhou Qing, the third son of Grand Duke Zhou when Liu Qiao's master and apprentice stayed overnight in Zhoujiazhuang.

Zhou Qing heard Yan Jun's face was bitter, and said with a mournful face: "It's a long story, and I ask the two immortals to help. By the way, where is Liu Xianchang?"

Chang Long asked with a smile: "Want to see my master?"

As soon as Zhou Qing nodded, he felt a sense of weightlessness, which was only followed by an exclamation.

"Ah..." The shoulder was pinched by a big hand, the wind whizzed by the ear, the forest under the feet quickly became smaller, and in the blink of an eye, it reached a height of hundreds of feet.

Before he came back to his senses, he landed steadily again, and when he realized it, he was already on the cliff.

The bottom seems to be an abyss, and the bottom is invisible, only wisps of clouds and mists are lingering, as if in a fairyland. On the top of a cliff with a width of ten feet, a Taoist man in yellow sits cross-legged.

Zhou Qing came back to his senses a little, and seeing the Taoist smiling at him, he hurriedly bowed and said, "I have seen Immortal Liu, please help me!"

"Come on slowly..." Liu Qiao raised his hand to stop him, and said slowly, "Don't be in a hurry, what's the matter, let's explain clearly..."

However, he just took dangui the day before yesterday, and his power has increased for 300 years, but his mana is vain and his fire is too strong, so Liu Qiao and his disciples sat quietly on the cliff near the golden summit in order to calm down the fire in the mana.

This kind of kung fu, later generations said that he faced the wall for nine years, waiting for the imperial edict to ascend.

Even in ancient times, there were no such complicated immortal qualities, but with 300 years of meritorious deeds, most of them could practice Yinshen, and they could be regarded as mid-to-lower level Qi refiners.

However, as soon as he sat down on the cliff in the morning, Liu Qiao's skill greatly improved, and his mind was sensitive, and he realized that someone was coming down the mountain.

Fearing that Zhou Qing would be eaten by tigers and leopards in the mountains, he went down with Chang Long to pick him up.

It is quite strange to say that a few days ago Liu Qiao ran to Qingfeng Mountain with a face full of fear, asking Tao Dazhen for help.

In the blink of an eye, another person also ran to Jinshi Mountain, begging himself for help, this change was too fast.

"Since the immortals left a few days ago, people in Zhuangzhong have died continuously, and funerals have been held every three days..."

Zhou Qing said with a horrified expression: "The day before yesterday, someone died in my family. First, the farmer's healthy woman died suddenly. My father thought there was still a goblin at work, so I brought a few young men to Luoyang to find the immortal elder for help..."

"I also hope that the fairy will grow up and be merciful, and the fairy will be tired of the dust, and then go and save me and wait for a rescue!" Zhou Qing knelt down on the ground and kowtowed.

As soon as Liu Qiao waved his hand, Chang Long stepped forward to help him up, not letting him worship again.

Puzzled: "Didn't you say that there are a few strong men here, where are people?"

"I encountered some things on the road, and all... I got lost, and I was the only one..." Zhou Qing said with a downcast expression.

It turned out that the day before yesterday he left Zhoujiazhuang with four young men from the same village, and a group of five people traveled day and night, meeting people to ask for directions, borrowing roads from every village, and rushed towards Luoyang.

It's just that this way, Zhou Qing felt weird. From time to time, there was a cold and creepy behind him, as if there was an invisible ghost sticking behind him.

Speaking of this, Zhou Qing showed a look of fear, as if remembering something extremely terrifying.

Liu Qiao took a closer look at Zhou Qing's appearance, feeling slightly puzzled, and said in amazement: "It's weird, it's weird, Pindao has never seen such a weird appearance like you..."

Both Chang Long and Zhou Qing couldn't figure it out, and asked puzzledly, "What's so weird?"

"You are clearly covered by dark clouds. This is the sign of death. It is said that you can't survive a night, and you are already dead..." Liu Qiao was also a little puzzled.

He was also a little surprised and said: "It is reasonable to say that you should have died two days ago, but now you are full of energy, your vitality is strong, the dead breath between your brows is still there, but you are living well..."

Liu Qiao's face-to-face technique was learned from Jiang Shang. Although it cannot be said to be as profound as Jiang Shang's, he is still very accurate in seeing ordinary people who have not practiced.

It can also be regarded as a one-word judgment of yin and yang, and can observe the life and death of mortals.

But Zhou Qing's face is really weird. When I saw it for the first time, I felt that the sky was full, the ground was round, the teeth were pure red and white, and the earlobes were long. .

In short, it looks like the halo of the protagonist.

When we met this time, the fundamental blessing remained the same, but the spirit was soaring, and the spirit of death was approaching, and the person was still alive and kicking, which was really weird.

Could it be that there are still errors in Jiang Shang's phrenology?
It's also impossible. Jiang Shang is the pure founder of the Five Immortal Art of Mountains, Medicine, Fate, Physiognomy, and Divination.

How could Liu Qiao be inaccurate when he got his true biography? That's why he felt strange.

Looking carefully again, pondering in his heart, he made some guesses, and asked: "Please tell me more about what happened when you came here, especially what strange good deeds you did!"

"Strange good thing?" Zhou Qing was a little puzzled. It seemed that he hadn't done anything good, but when the fairy asked, he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately thought hard about what happened.

"The night before yesterday, when we crossed the Qingliujian in Lintong, there was no bridge for the four to five feet wide river. We moved seven big stones and managed to build a bridge. We waded across the river, but lost two people..."

"In addition, the three of us stayed in the ruined temple in the northern suburbs of Dengzhou last night, and two more people got lost..." Zhou Qing said in a daze.

Liu Qiao thought thoughtfully: "It rained last night, what did you do in the ruined temple?"

"That temple is the Xuanyuan Temple of the Holy Emperor. It has a broken roof. There is a big hole in the roof. It started to rain as soon as I entered. I saw the statue of the Holy Emperor was drenched by the rain..."

Zhou Qing paused, and then said: "Thinking that the golden body of the Holy Emperor was drenched by the rain, I couldn't bear it, so I put a bamboo hat on top of the statue.

When I got up this morning, my two companions were gone, only I was lost this morning, an old man with a cane, who showed me the way..."

Liu Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, he couldn't help clapping his hands and said with a smile: "My boy, you are really lucky!"

"good fortune?"

Both Chang Long and that Zhou Qing were startled, but they were in the fog and didn't know what they meant.

"Well... yes, there is a dragon at the source of the clear stream, and the sky is often overcast with water, and the mountain people are miserable. You put seven stones, which correspond to the seven stars.

So by mistake, the dragon's veins were suppressed. Since then, not only has a bridge been added for the mountain people to pass by, but it has also prevented the dragon from running out of the water and causing chaos. This is a merit..."

Liu Qiao twisted his beard and said, the more he looked at Zhou Qing, the more he felt that he was extraordinary. This is simply the halo of the protagonist.

Standing up again, he said: "The one who showed you the way is not some old man, but God Xuanyuan..."

After saying that, Liu Qiao straightened his sleeves, looked solemnly in the direction of Dengzhou, and bowed his head.

"Sage Emperor Xuanyuan!" Zhou Qing and Chang Long were both surprised, their faces full of disbelief.

To be honest, Liu Qiao couldn't believe it, but all the signs showed that this "big boss" was indeed a saint, and he even instructed Zhou Qing to come over, could it be God's will?
When Zhou Qing came, there must have been evil gods and monsters following behind him, trying to kill him. Several of his companions were obviously buried in the belly of the monsters.

However, he was really blessed. First, he filled stones as a bridge, went up to the Seven Stars, and suppressed the evil dragons. His fortune rose sharply for a while, and his merits and virtues reappeared, and the monsters did not dare to harm him.

How can Liu Qiao know that there are evil dragons in Qingliujian?
A few years ago, Liu Qiao performed dharma in Bian Mansion. He moved a huge stone from Qingliujian to the town house. When he went there, he had seen the atmosphere of the water and mountains.

There is a potential for dragons to transform into dragons, and after a little inquiring, I knew that there were dragons at the source, but at that time the magic power and Taoism were not high, so I didn't dare to provoke it rashly.

As time went by, he also forgot about this matter, otherwise this merit and virtue would not be in Zhou Qing's turn, so it is said that his fate is profound.

In addition, for a moment of kindness, he couldn't bear the rain on the holy emperor's golden body, so he covered the statue with a bamboo hat and drenched himself in the rain.

Therefore, Emperor Xuanyuan favored him, and he actually manifested himself, showing Zhou Qing the way to find him.

Of course, these are all conjectures by Liu Qiao, they may not be accurate, and they may also be manifestations of other gods, but no matter what, Zhou Qing is considered a person of great fortune, and has the protection of ghosts and gods.

After Liu Qiao bowed to the north, he turned around with his hands behind his back, feeling a little uncertain.

Originally, Liu Qiao didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but if the Holy Emperor really descended and instructed Zhou Zhoulang to come to him for help, then he would have to.

"The sky is like an elephant, so it's like this..." Looking at the clouds and mist billowing under the cliff, Liu Qiao seemed to realize something.

Just now Liu Qiao secretly divination about money and divination, seeking the guidance of the first ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, but there was still no response and nothing.

But remembering the time of parting, Daodezhenjun once said: "A qi refiner should follow the will of the sky, follow the sky, and never go wrong..."

At that time, Liu Qiao still didn't understand what it meant and didn't know what to say, but now he has a little understanding.

The leader of the Three Religions, the Empress Dowager, the God Emperor Wa Huang, isn't the meaning of these people the will of God?

There is nothing wrong with following the will of these people.

Unless you really offend one of the bosses, they will put you to death, in other words, you will be reduced to an outcast.

But if you don't act according to his will, let alone, you may have to retribution on the spot, and you will lose your chance to become a pawn.

If it was indeed the Holy Emperor who instructed him to do this, then no matter what, Liu Qiao would have to do it.

Even if everything fails, Liu Qiao's backing is still the third patriarch of the Taoist sect, the leader of the three sect masters, and also a chess player, so he should not let the disciples be trapped by other "big bosses".

Liu Qiao dared not disobey the patriarch's will, nor did he dare not disrespect the will of the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan.

Those who are holy, offend which one, will have a "no future" in the future

Since the patriarch did not respond, it meant tacit consent, and Liu Qiao could only act according to Emperor Xuanyuan's wishes.

Having made up his mind, Liu Qiao turned around with a flick of his sleeves, helped Zhou Qing up, and said proudly: "My good boy, don't panic, tell the whole story of this matter, everything you know, what monsters are causing trouble, I will let you decide... "

"This matter is under the control of the poor!"

Seeing the ambiguous eyes of the fairy elder as if looking at "exotic goods", Zhou Qing couldn't help but shudder.

(End of this chapter)