Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 412 Noisy Taoist Temple
The long street was quiet until the reverberating words gradually dissipated. In the eyes of all the soldiers, there was no gentleman in gray robe and white clothes just now. The expressions on his face were mostly surprised and happy. People disappear out of thin air; I am so happy to finally see a living fairy, after all, in the past, I just heard the words of gods and ghosts.

"The expert disappeared in front of me... Can you see it?"

"Slowly fading, dissipating like fog."

"I'm afraid this is a fairy..."

The emperor looked at the street with no back, and was speechless. Chen Yuan's words just now felt very uncomfortable, but it is obviously impossible to force the other party to stay. Even if there are 10,000+ soldiers and horses, I am afraid Can't even touch the shadow of the other party.

Just disappearing out of thin air, I'm afraid it's not some expert, but a god.

Chen Qingzhi was also on the side, reading the last sentence: I only hope that if there is a demon in the next day, call my name to kill the demon!

The gentleman is really a wild crane, but he still has the heart of being a chivalrous man.

Then he came back to his senses and looked at Emperor Yuan Hao who was beside him.

"Your Majesty, today's matter is clear. Seeing that His Majesty is safe, the last general will bring his troops back to the residence first."

"Ah... It is indeed clear that I should go back to the palace. It's not early. Duke Wudu has just returned from Xuzhou, so I should take a good rest."

The two men clasped their hands to each other, then separated and went back to their horses. The soldiers on both sides heard the crowing of the horses, and just woke up like a dream, and followed their generals or the emperor back to the place when they came.

The night flowed.

In the Taoist temple in the valley at the northern foot of Luoyang, a small piece of yellow paper floated back, and the moment it fell to the ground, Chen Yuan, who was standing under the eaves, opened his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows.

"Feihe Daoist, don't let me read those poems in the future... It's a bit embarrassing."

On the other side of the guardrail under the eaves, the old Feihe Daoist with white beard and hair was lying on the fence, resting his head with one hand, laughing out loud: "This is something that poor Daoist managed to piece together over the years. , let you read it out, maybe it can still be passed down to the world, look at how carefree it is, and how sword-like it is."

"You are old, and you want to leave your name in a daze!" Chen Yuan didn't bother to talk to Feihe, she just came to Zhenjun Guan, and she was about to settle down here, and she never mentioned the matter of continuing to travel. "When I restore the Kunlun Mirror, I will make up for the lost 20 years."

As he said that, he turned and went to the front hall, the body of Xu Maoling was brought back by Ju Wuba, it's time to deal with it, it's not good to make the temple bloody.

"Chen Daoyou."

Feihe rolled over the guardrail, shook the floating dust, and followed with a serious expression, "Poverty Taoist should also take his disciples away, and go outside for more walks, time and space overlap, making this world a bit different, you should take a good look at it." gone."

You just said that the other party insisted on not leaving, so you're leaving now?

However, Chen Yuan has experienced this kind of parting many times. The lifespan in practice is much longer than that of ordinary people. Naturally, there are many opportunities to meet each other, so there is no regret.

Walking through the corner of the corridor, Chen Yuan turned her head to look at him: "Where is the priest planning to go?"

"Go to find Qingxu, didn't fellow Taoist summon him? But it's been a long time, and I haven't seen him come. I'm a little worried. I'll go over to see if he died in some cave, or was he killed by this world. Fascinated by the vixen, he collapsed on the bed, unable to get his feet off the ground."

Although it was a joke, Chen Yuan could naturally hear the concern inside. She entered the hall and cupped her hands at the statues looking over her head, and said, "Hello, heroes."

Then he continued to go to the gate of the palace, and continued what Feihe said just now.

"The series of events in these days made me almost forget that Daoist Qingxu has not come yet, and I don't know if Lao Sun's magic power is not enough to convey, or he is no longer in the cave, so Daoist Feihe can go and see the nature It is the best, if there is a need for help, then the Fayin will send a message to me, even if we are separated by mountains and rivers, I can still have a sword light of [-] miles!"

"Haha, look, after reading Pindao's poem, don't you just blurt out the heroism?"

The two walked to the gate of the palace, and the fat Taoist was sitting on a low stool next to him, watching the big and small ones busy under the tree, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head: "My master, I am still confident that I can make the paper cranes fly over here." Where is the old Daoist of Qingxu, otherwise the 20 years of Daoism would have been in vain?"

"Okay, I know you can, what about Xu Maoling's corpse?" Chen Yuan smiled, looking around, she didn't see a drop of blood, let alone the corpse, but there were a few things piled up on the ground, all of which were made by opening an altar. It was useless for Chen Yuan.

"A corpse." The fat Taoist pointed to Qin Xu's family and Sun Yingxian who were busy over there. "Let them be buried under the tree. Originally, the old cow was going to do it. Seeing that he had dug the hole, he simply let the two children move around. They have never done this kind of thing. How will they live in the world in the future?"

Under the courtyard wall, the crawling old cow opened his eyes and let out a rough breath.

"I am familiar with this matter, let this fat Taoist priest take over the job."

There was laughter in the courtyard in front of the hall.

'Well, they said they were buried in the forest outside, but now there is only one person buried in the temple, making it look like a gangster temple that murders people and steals goods. '

Seeing that one big and one small filled up the soil over there, without letting Qin Xu's family rest for a while, the old Taoist Feihe took him to bid farewell to Chen Yuan and the fat Taoist. Parting has become the norm, Chen Yuan has nothing to say, Just telling them to be careful on the road, they sent the master and apprentice out of the valley and watched them go away in the mountains and forests.

In the following time, there was nothing to bother him, let go of trivial matters, and concentrate on practicing the Dharma Gate. Now that the Nascent Soul Realm has been restored, he only needs to raise his mana up again.

During this period of time, with the help of the aura in the mountains and the incense in Guanzhong, Chen Yuan was able to restore her mana. In her spare time, she would also guide the fat Taoist and tell her own experience.

But to Chen Yuan's regret, without Master by her side, she lost a lot of lively anger. Thinking of the scene of holding an old cow chasing after a fat Taoist, she couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Just can't see it right now.

There is another thing that makes him dumbfounded.

That is when the power of incense is turned on, occasionally villagers from nearby will come in, pray and ask for wishes, and the incense they get will be shared by heroes. When the night is quiet, the quiet Taoist temple is suddenly filled with the sound of mahjong.

Chen Yuan was awakened once, and saw that the courtyard outside the hall was brightly lit, and the torches were inserted all around to illuminate the night, and the rough tables that I don't know where were put together were filled with gods and figures, with their armor removed and shirtless Playing mahjong there, Chen Yuan was stunned by the noise.

Zhang Fei was confused, and flipped the table, Dian Wei rushed forward holding the mahjong in his hand, Xu Chu followed closely, Zhao Yun was still at a loss with a pair of cards.

On the other table, Zhuge Liang shook a feather fan, touched one, and looked calmly at Zhou Yu, who was next to him.

After the next day, Chen Yuan heard that Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu were forbidden by the heroes to participate in the night gathering.

Of course, the promotion of the Kunlun mirror is still going on, but not as fast as before. After a few days, two or three months have passed outside, and it is already the middle of winter. Chen Qingzhi came here specially, but Chen Yuan didn't see him. The former only offered incense to a statue in the temple, then left and returned to Luoyang.

Not long after, a letter was sent from his confidant, and some southern specialties were placed under a big tree outside the barrier.

"Qingzhi knew Mr. Wu Yanjian, so he asked someone to buy some Jiangnan specialties, and Mr. Wang accepted it. Qingzhi will do what Mr. told him, and he will say he is sick in bed soon."

Fat Taoist was also quite moved by this kind of heart, and all the heroes in the hall even shouted, asking Chen Yuan to quickly let him return to his place.

"Everyone wants him to die early..."

Chen Yuan smiled and burned the letter, and passed it to the gods to read.Looking beyond the courtyard wall, you can see the white-capped scenes in the mountains outside.

In two days, this year will be over.

(End of this chapter)