The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 423 Two Women
The girl was slightly taken aback, she never thought that the little Taoist was serious.

If you really want to do what he said, maybe a unparalleled immortal has such abilities!
Obviously, they are all living beings, insignificant drop in the ocean.

At first, she just listened to it as a joke, never thought that this little Taoist priest would be so serious.

Even his own name was also told.

"The maid of Beiliang Shizi Wutongyuan, Qingniao."

Jade Bird finally told her name.

However, after reporting her name, the little Taoist didn't respond.

"Sister Qingniao, there is still pheasant chicken here, don't stare at me, eat the pheasant quickly."

Luo Qingyang picked up a large piece of pheasant meat with chopsticks and put it into Qingniao's bowl made of bamboo.

Although he can eat pheasants in a fair and honest manner, he has to solve it as soon as possible, so that he can't be seen without being seen.

Especially the little brother Hong Xixiang, once he saw him eating alone, he would definitely argue with him.

Then, he had to catch a pheasant and make it for Hong Xixiang himself.

His little senior brother is a genius in Taoism, but his culinary skills are really hard to describe.

"You heard that I am the servant girl of Beiliang Shizi, don't you have anything to ask?"

Everyone knows that Xu Fengnian is a dandy, and he came to Wudang Mountain this time with his elder sister.

As Xu Fengnian's personal protector, Qingniao naturally followed.

At this time, with Wang Chonglou following her, she had some time to wander around Wudang Mountain, and happened to meet Luo Qingyang.

"What are you asking? Is the prince of Beiliang number one in the world, or is he in the land of immortals?"

Luo Qingyang asked back.

In his heart, only the best in the world and land gods can attract his attention.

Because in a few more years, he will have the qualifications to aspire to this rank.

As for the others, they really don't appeal to him, so it's better to go back and read the Taoist classics.

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Bluebird fell silent.

This little Taoist priest is very strange. He cares about things that other people often think are unimportant.

When others hear that she is the maid of Wutong Garden, they always think of Xu Wandan.

She often made indirect remarks, hoping to learn some information about Beiliang Palace from her mouth.

However, the little guy didn't care about it.

"What am I thinking!"

The blue bird smiled helplessly.

The little Taoist priest in front of him is just a child who has never been to Wudang Mountain, how could he have so much scheming.

What kind of bad thoughts can a child have? It is true that this little Taoist priest cannot be stabilized by external rules of conduct.

"That's right, sister Qingniao, don't think about it, this pheasant is unique to Wudang Mountain, plus my unique cooking skills, if you go to other places, you can't drink my chicken soup."

Luo Qingyang flaunted a few more mouthfuls, and he was overwhelmed.

Seeing that the blue bird was eating his cooked food in small mouthfuls, he was not in a hurry, and put the barbecued food into the hole first.

In fact, both Wang Chonglou and Hong Xixiang knew that Luo Qingyang hid things there, but they just turned a blind eye and ignored him.

At this moment, two people suddenly came out from above.

One is extremely beautiful and looks like a lady from everyone, and the other is Luo Qingyang's cheap senior brother.

"I have seen Miss."

Qingniao hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and saluted Xu Zhihu above.

On the other hand, the other Taoist priest's face changed drastically, and his eyes were searching for traces of Luo Qingyang below.

"Stinky boy, you actually eat alone. Where's the vegetables and tofu I brought you?"

Hong Xixiang soon discovered that Luo Qingyang slowly got out from the place where he hid his things.

This little guy ate pheasant behind his back, and he didn't know to leave some for him, and even invited an outsider to eat a lot.

"I'm growing up, so I have to eat pheasant to make up for it, and I'll eat vegetables and tofu at night."

Seeing that it was a flood elephant, Luo Qingyang casually found a stone and sat down.

However, Xu Zhihu standing next to him made Luo Qingyang take another look. This should be the red dress that Lu Dongxuan has been waiting for for 700 years!

Lu Zu 500 years ago, Qi Xuan Frame 50 years ago, and Hong Xixiang now are the people they have been waiting for.

"Go back and clean you up."

Hong Xi seemed to see other people there, so he didn't say much, so as not to expose anything.

Although Xu Zhihu is a trustworthy person, and the blue bird below is probably also trustworthy, it is best if others don't know.

"Can you beat me? Coward, tell me if you like someone, and drag him around Wudang Mountain, so you don't want to eat my pheasant."

Luo Qingyang couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Although Hong Xixiang's seniority is very high in Wudang Mountain, the two are brothers and they have a very good relationship.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's an adult's business. Children don't care about it."

Hong Xixiang's voice trembled.

He didn't dare to go to see Xu Zhihu, but he had plans to quarrel with Luo Qingyang.

"What did I say, don't you know in your heart, don't regret it then, come to my bamboo house to complain, and disturb my reading pleasure."

Naturally, Luo Qingyang washed the pile of cooking utensils and put them in the secret base.

The next time you are hungry, go grab a pheasant to satisfy your hunger, but it is probably difficult to avoid the flood.

If this guy finds out, he will continue to eat alone, and he will have to force Lai Lai endlessly.

"Sister Qingniao, don't waste food, finish eating."

Luo Qingyang picked up the bamboo tube that Qingniao had just put down, and placed it in front of Qingniao's eyes.

Blue Bird took it over, and then watched this guy start to wash the pot, and then put the pot away.

Then clean up the mess at the scene, as if you haven't cooked anything here.

"Your relationship with that little Taoist priest seems to be very good."

Xu Zhihu knew that Hong Xixiang was the junior teacher of Wudang's head teacher, even if he didn't practice martial arts, his seniority would still be there.

The little Taoist dared not give him face, obviously he was not an ordinary person, and it was very likely that he was the one in the legend.

"Thinking about it, you guessed it, he is the youngest disciple of our generation, and I am his senior brother."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Hong Xixiang told Xu Zhihu about it.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a fairy reincarnated at the foot of Wudang Mountain, and that person is very likely to have entered Wudang, but there is no evidence.

Wang Zhonglou declared to the outside world that that person was Hong Xixiang, but he grew faster.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that Hong Xixiang is not that person, but Hong Xixiang is indeed a very special person.

This little martial uncle of the Wudang sect had no strength at all, but he insisted on sitting firmly in that position.

"The immortal is reincarnated, no wonder there is a strong spirit of immortality on his body."

From the first moment Xu Zhihu saw Luo Qingyang, he had a vague guess in his heart.

Except for the child who was in the limelight and was rumored to be the reincarnation of a fairy, who has this kind of temperament.

"Junior brother seldom goes out. I never thought of going out to steal food this time. You happened to meet me."

Hong Xixiang smiled awkwardly.

The character of his junior brother is that when reading and studying, he is extremely serious and even meticulous.

But once I'm not studying, my nature is released, and eating pheasants and fish is a small problem.

He also did these things with his younger brother, so he is very familiar with them.

"I didn't expect him to be able to chat with that girl Qingniao."

In Xu Zhihu's eyes, Qingniao is a taciturn maidservant with a cold face all day long.

She almost didn't have to think about it, Qingniao must be a dead man trained by her father, who stayed by Xu Fengnian's side to protect him.

"Junior Brother has a lively personality and is very easy to get along with."

Hong Xixiang couldn't help but praise Luo Qingyang.

Under normal circumstances, his junior brother is quite reliable, but he rarely has that kind of opportunity.

"What about you, have you ever thought about going down the mountain?"

This is not the first time Xu Zhihu has come to Wudang Mountain, nor is it the first time he has seen Hong Xixiang.

Today Hong Xixiang left in a hurry after delivering the meal, just to see Xu Zhihu.

Otherwise, in the past, Hong Xixiang would chat with Luo Qingyang when he was fine, and take the lunch box away after he finished eating.

"I"

The topic returned to him again, and Hong Xixiang was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

With the high hopes given by his seniors on the one hand, and the woman he likes on the other, how should he choose?
Under the waterfall, Luo Qingyang sat on a rock, quietly staring at the blue bird.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Blue Bird asked strangely.

Ever since Xu Zhihu and Hong Xixiang left, she had been stared at by this little Taoist priest, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"Sister Qingniao, don't think about throwing away my chicken soup. I made it myself, and I can only eat it once every three months. Otherwise, I will eat all the pheasants in Wudang Mountain, and I will have nothing to eat in the future."

Luo Qingyang kept looking at her, whether she was not allowed to waste food, or the food he made by himself.

"But I really can't drink it."

Only then did Qingniao realize that she still had half a bowl of chicken soup in her hand.

She originally planned to wait for Luo Qingyang to leave, and then secretly dump it, but she didn't expect the little Taoist to find out.

"Well~ If that's the case, then give it to me, don't waste it."

Luo Qingyang jumped down from the stone. Although he was not tall, he reached out and snatched the bamboo tube from Qingniao's hand.

While the blue bird was in a daze, Luo Qingyang had already drank the chicken soup in one gulp, which was a rare delicacy.

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Blue Bird was stunned again.

She didn't even feel the fluctuation of true energy, Luo Qingyang snatched the bamboo tube from her hand.

Moreover, it was the chicken soup she drank, and the little Taoist just finished it in one gulp.

"Martial arts?"

Luo Qingyang asked blankly.

He has never started practicing at all, let alone martial arts. He has read a lot of martial arts, but he has never learned them.

"The martial arts you used to steal the chicken soup just now."

Jade Bird is a master in itself, even though he can't compare with the older generation, he can be regarded as the best among the younger generation.

Unexpectedly, a little Taoist would let someone take the bamboo tube before she could react.

"I don't know martial arts. I started to read at the age of two, and then I read Taoist classics. I have never practiced it. Why do you all think I know martial arts?"

Luo Qingyang replied helplessly.

In the past, Wang Chonglou, Xiao Wang, and Hong Xixiang all said this, but he really didn't learn anything.

"You never learned martial arts?"

Blue Bird was also said to be at a loss.

She immediately stepped forward, grabbed Luo Qingyang's shoulders, and probed with her true energy.

Sure enough, his body was empty, there was nothing, not to mention true qi, and even the veins were blocked.

"I didn't lie to you, I even said I don't know martial arts anymore."

Luo Qingyang preached helplessly.

This is not the first person who thought he knew martial arts, he has long been used to it.

"Little Taoist priest, are you the reincarnated immortal at the foot of Wudang Mountain ten years ago?"

Although Qingniao didn't see the reason, everything that happened just now was real.

(End of this chapter)