don't mess with that turtle

The Dengxian Drum disappeared, and Su He stood in the air and felt the changes in his body.

After a long time, my consciousness returned to my mind, and I felt a drum sound in my head.

"Sir, don't resist, come with me." It was Dongxu's voice. As soon as Su He rang the ninth ring, Dongxu's attitude suddenly changed.

The superior Dengxian Gu changed his name to Su He from "that boy" to "sir".

Su He didn't resist, and his consciousness drifted along with the sound of the Immortal Drum, and he didn't know where he was going. I don't know how long the scenery in front of him changed. It was an ordinary island and a crooked pavilion.

An old man sat fishing alone under the pavilion.

The old man had a wrinkled face, no different from an ordinary old man. He did not use special means to look like this, but he was like that.

He was old, his eyes were dim, and the float obviously didn't move, but he suddenly stopped his rod and said happily: "Big fish!"

He picked up the empty hook and returned it to the water in despair. Turning to look at Su He: "Come on, come on, can you fish? Help me catch one. If you don't catch it, I will forget the smell of fish!"

Su He smiled: "I've only caught shrimps, not fish."

He recognized the fishing rod in the old fishing man's hand. It was in the hands of Bai Yin in ancient times and in the hands of Uncle Lei in this world. Later, Uncle Lei gave it to him, so that he could fish out unique prawns in a magical lake through the void.

He had never caught a fish before, but Su He was not polite. He walked forward, took the fishing rod, and plunged into the water. A moment later, a fish bit the hook, and when he pulled up the rod, a big and lively catfish was pulled up.

The old man put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

He laughed, excited, holding the fish basket and hurriedly put away the catfish, and hurriedly closed the lid, fearing that the catfish would escape, holding it in his arms was like holding the most wonderful thing in the world.

"Okay! There are many fish in the lake, but I just can't catch them. It's useless to change any bait." As he spoke, he felt aggrieved.

Su He looked at the old man. Although it was his first time meeting him, he felt like he had seen him before, as if he had known him for a long time.

This place is also very special. Su He is in an ideological state at the moment. The consciousness body is synchronized with the ontology. The ontology is Xuanwu. The condensed consciousness body is Xuanwu. The ontology peacock condenses the peacock.

Su He was currently in human form, but had peacock wings. But the consciousness body condensed here is completely human.

When we got here, the Dengxian drum disappeared, there was no sound of drums and no words.

Su He bowed to the old man and said, "I've seen senior, but I wonder where this place is?"

The old man held the fish basket and glanced at him, dissatisfied: "Call Master!"

"?"

Su He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were filled with surprise: "Dao Ancestor!"

The old man nodded, stroking his beard in a proud gesture.

Daozu is still alive?

No, no...

Su He fell silent again. Just after fishing, he discovered that fish are easy to catch, but the bait for fishing must be alive. Only living people can catch swimming fish in this lake.

Daozu, you can't catch him.

It is extremely simple to imitate a bionic machine, but the Dao Ancestor in front of him seems to disdain to do so.

It seems that fishing with imitated vitality is a stain on fishing. It's probably like a fisherman seeing someone lowering a net and frying fish?

The old man held the fish basket and looked at Su He with a smile.

When the Dengxian drum rang nine times, it was not whether Su He wanted to become a disciple, but that he had already become a disciple and was a true disciple of the Tao Ancestor.

Su He pondered for a moment and bowed to the end: "This disciple has met the master!"

Since you go to beat the Dengxian Drum, you agree with the rules of the Dengxian Drum. If you knock out nine rings, you will naturally be a disciple of the Taoist Ancestor.

Is this what Taizu wants? He is asked to become a disciple of Taoist Ancestor, but he doesn’t know why?

Daozu burst out laughing and was in a very good mood: "Yes, yes! There were three disciples under my sect. The uncle's name was Tian, ​​and his lay name was Ji. Later he changed his name to Tianchen. Zhong's name was Ming. I don't like this name and never use it. She is the only female disciple under my sect, so I call her girl. My uncle’s name is Xuan, and he has the most stable temperament, unlike the domineering and cold arrogance of the first two. Now you are the youngest, and you are Ji."

As he spoke, he looked at Su He again. Su He bowed and said, "My disciple's name is He, Su He!"

Daozu laughed: "The name is good, so I won't change it. I always feel that my mouth is bad, and changing the name will bring disaster."

I changed the name of the eldest son. Although he was the emperor of heaven, he suffered disaster. He never called the second child his real name, but the second child never felt better. The third child, on the other hand, is safe and sound. If it weren't for the three of them, they would still be the ancestors of the Taoist sect.

Daozu looked at Su He: "Although you are my disciple, I can't teach you, but my disciples must have what they should have. What do you wish for?"

He looked at Su He, waiting for Su He to speak.

Dao Ancestor has such a foundation, even if he no longer exists, but somehow leaves his figure in front of him, he can still make Su He wish at will.

any!

Su He was suddenly moved, but for a moment she didn't know what she wanted.

It seems that whatever he wants, he has!

Ask where the true form of Taozu is and how can we defeat Yuan?

Su He's heart was moved, but Taizu's voice came to his ears: "Gui Zi... don't make any wishes, keep the opportunity to get back Daozu's hairpin."

Taizu is indeed everywhere.

Su He bowed to Dao Ancestor and said, "Thank you very much...Master, I have nothing to ask for. Can you give me your hairpin?"

Daozu held the fish basket and chuckled: "Have you made up your mind about your wish?"

Su He was confused and said again: "Disciple wants your hairpin."

Daozu smiled and groaned. Taizu sighed softly: "No need to say more, Daozu has disappeared long ago, and there is nothing more than an afterimage in front of me. You can just go up and take the hairpin."

Taizu asked him to knock nine times. Was it actually for this hairpin?

"What does the ancestor want to do with hairpins?" Su He asked curiously.

Taizu's voice came: "Don't worry, I'll just borrow it for a while and then return it. I've asked the Taoist master about this, so you can take it with confidence."

Su He said no more and bowed to the residual image of Dao Ancestor: "I'm sorry, Master, I will take away your personal belongings when we first meet. When you return, you can come and punish this disciple."

Su He said, stepped forward, and gently took off the hairpin from Daozu's hair.

After taking away the hairpin, no dice came. Instead, as if a mechanism had been triggered, the island and lake disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding environment was shattered. He was still suspended in mid-air outside Guiwang Mountain.

With wings spread out, he stood with his eyes closed. The energy consumed by beating the drum was almost exhausted, but I don't know how to replenish it to the extreme.

And just like dual cultivation, the human body is no longer counting down.

An ordinary hairpin in his hand vibrated and flew away, disappearing through the air to an unknown destination.

Su He was startled, opened his eyes, and shouted hastily: "Taizu, please help me!"

It’s a bit like playing Dafa.

Originally, I just wanted to beat seven drums, worship at Guiwang Mountain, and immediately go get the Taoist phalanx as a formal disciple.

At this moment, knocking nine times in a row, every move will probably fall into the eyes of everyone. I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause if I go to remove the finger bone.

With Taizu as a guarantee, you always have to be more secure.

Su He spoke softly, but did not hear any response from Taizu.

His current state...his voice couldn't be transmitted.

After ringing nine rings, the place he was in became strange. Not only did his personal time no longer count down, but he could not hear any external sounds and could not see the people outside clearly.

As if independent from the world.

When Su He was at a loss, the Dengxian Drum slowly appeared from mid-air and landed at Su He's feet, lifting him up like a flying magic weapon.

Dongxu appeared, his clothes were completely different from before, becoming more simple and yet more natural.

Nine drums sounded, and the Taoist rhyme that fell on the Dengxian drum seemed to bring him a lot of gains. Even his appearance looks younger. He was one step lower than Su He and bowed: "I've met Mr. Fourth before ascending the Immortal Drum."

Although Daozu is not here, nine bells are nine bells. The rules established by Taozu remain unchanged forever.

The identity of Daozu's direct descendant will not change due to Daozu's absence. Who can say when Daozu will suddenly appear with such an existence?

In terms of status, Su He is the same as the Taoist master at this moment. If his Taoist behavior is not a little lower, it is not difficult to be higher than the Taoist master.

In Guiwang Mountain, all the disciples had already walked out when the Immortal Drum rang nine times. Seeing Su He wake up, they all bowed in unison: "We have met the Fourth Patriarch!"

There are not many people. The population of Guiwang Mountain has always been very thin. It is rare to be able to sound the Immortal Drum. There are even fewer people to visit the Moon Gate. The number has been pitifully small since ancient times.

Like four spiritual beasts.

Su He was silent. As an ancestor, should he give these people a meeting gift? Looking down, he saw that Ji Feixue seemed to want to dig into her pocket, and even in her mind a toad was rummaging through her pocket.

The disciples of Guiwang Mountain have all truly seen the world, but the gifts given to them cannot be shabby.

Su He smiled, pointed forward with one finger, and seventeen rays of green light fell between the seventeen people's eyebrows respectively.

"No need to be polite."

In terms of age, everyone present was older than him. If we were to talk about mortals, most of them would be his ancestors for eight generations.

Everyone was startled, feeling the green light between their brows, and they were overjoyed. Even the Qing cultivators could hardly control themselves, and they all bowed down: "Thank you, ancestor, for the gift!"

No wonder the ancestor can knock nine times, the ancestor is the ancestor!

What Su He shot was a touch of Taoist rhyme from the Tao Te Ching. There was no scripture and no content, just a derived Taoist rhyme.

Compared to the time when Baiyin refined her hair and turned it into Taoist seeds, which were planted into the true spirits of the witches and the others, it was slightly inferior.

But this rhyme is all-encompassing and points directly to the root. The sword is like a sword, and the weapon is like a weapon. If you can understand it thoroughly, you will reach the sky!

To those who practice Taoism in Guiwang Mountain, this is more precious than any treasure of heaven, material or earth.

After being overjoyed, each one of them suddenly felt infinite sympathy for those fellow disciples who were in the outside world and had never returned.

The blessings given by the fourth ancestor will naturally not always be there.

Just like the predecessors leaving the customs, this is the last treasure that only those who are facing the customs have.

An old man bowed and bowed: "I would also like to invite the Fourth Patriarch to return to the mountain. The master of Jixia Academy has gone to replace the headmaster to suppress the emperor. The real headmaster will return soon and come to pay homage to the fourth ancestor. Incense is also burned in the ancestral hall to pray. , tell the Lord that the Taoist Master should also return in the near future."

According to Tao Ancestor, this will be the biggest event in Guiwang Mountain, Xuanhuang, and all the worlds in at least a million years.

Su He suddenly felt worried.

He doesn't belong to this era, but for this era he seems... too ahead of his time.

Compared with the Taoist ancestor's personal transmission, the suppression of the clone of the Great Self is nothing at all. Perhaps the suppression of the true body of the Great Self can set off an approaching storm?

It is impossible that Taizu didn't know this, but he asked him to beat the drum nine times, and later generations did not record this incident in detail.

No one in later generations would have guessed his existence.

What means did Taizu use to erase history?

Like the four sacred beasts and hexagrams that were erased?

Su He didn't know why, so he was surrounded by people and headed towards Guiwang Mountain. He looked back to look for Ji Feixue, but he couldn't see her. Looking around, he found Ji Feixue hiding far away and refusing to stand in the center of the crowd. He had already entered Guiwang Mountain first and stood on the top of a mountain, looking at him quietly across the world.

Su He smiled and followed the others into Guiwang Mountain. He looked at the three mountains in the center again, feeling filled with emotion.

The first time I came here was to be a thief.

The second time I came... I was still a thief. It's just that the first time he was a foreign thief, and the second time he became a domestic thief.

The door looking back at the world behind rotates and disappears, as if it never appeared.

I don’t know where Guiwang Mountain is, but I just habitually open the main entrance where the Xuanhuang Dengxian Drum is.

As soon as Su He came in, he noticed the difference in Guiwang Mountain today. The fairy light on Xuanting Mountain is shining everywhere, and the forty-nine fairy islands are competing to shine, seeming to welcome Su He's arrival, and constantly scattering summons, calling Ji Feixue to return.

Probably because he was anxious, there was only Ji Feixue in Xuanting Mountain, so how could he not represent Xuanting's welcome?

There is no need to say more about Guiwang Mountain. The looming blue light is no longer calm, but it exudes the meaning of welcome without any concealment.

As for Zhenyou Mountain...

On Zhenyou Mountain, a yellow spring hangs down from the top of the mountain. The slide generally falls at the feet of Su He and turns into a ladder of yellow spring, inviting Su He to climb the mountain.

When Su He moved a step, the ladder moved a step in front of him.

Su He looked at everyone, and everyone looked surprised.

Different from Xuanting Mountain, everyone can climb Xuanting Mountain and search for opportunities. But they could only go to the foothills of Zhenyou Mountain, not even the mountainside. They didn't know what was on the top of the mountain.

I only know that Zhenyou was left by Mr. Er, and this is the first time Zhenyou has shown a vision in ancient times.

Su He smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, wait a moment, I'll go to Zhenyou to take a look."

Zhenyou Mountain, Ming...

The dojo of the second senior sister who has disappeared and has never been seen before.

Su He nodded to Ji Feixue in the distance, and Ji Feixue walked through the air and climbed onto Xuanting Mountain.

Su He stepped onto the Underworld Ladder. The ladder automatically retracted and took Su He straight to the top of Zhenyou Mountain.

……

In the Sea of ​​Stars, at the exit of the Star River that connects to the Forbidden Area of ​​Fuhe River, Taizu lay comfortably in the Star River, with a hairpin circling around him, jumping for joy as if grateful to him for taking it out of the dark place.

The bank of the Milky Way - there is no shore, just a void without a Milky Way.

An old ox lowered its head and gnawed at the stars, as if eating grass.

Next to the old scalper, a Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged casually, with a board of black and white chess beside him, playing chess with him.

Put down a black piece, kill the big dragon with white pieces, and look at it without squinting, and try your best to think about how to break the situation from the perspective of white pieces.

While thinking, he said: "Why did Taizu want to take out Daozu's hairpin?"

The old turtle chuckled and said: "The hairpin is an ordinary tree, but it was created by the Taoist ancestors. It has been nurtured day by day. It is close to Baihui, where the divine will is concentrated. Therefore, only when everything goes according to one's heart and can create things out of thin air, can I dare to promise to turtle boy." , you can make any wish."

"This hairpin is very useful!" Taizu smiled, as if he answered, but didn't seem to answer. Instead, he asked with a smile: "Taozu personally passed it down to this world, you won't go back?"

A Taoist master must look like a Taoist master.

The Taoist Master shook his head: "Let's wait until we meet again in 730,000 years. I'm afraid he won't even have time to hide from me now."

The majestic Taoist master, the Immortal Lord, really went back, but a tortoise of the third level opened the sky to divide the treasure rock, come and go freely, and steal treasures at will.

Does he still want to lose face?

Taizu chuckled: "Why don't you go back and sound the ninth Immortal Drum?"

The Taoist master shook his head and said with a smile: "Ancestor, please don't make fun of the poor Taoist. Can you just knock the nine-sounding Immortal Drum if you want? So far, only the four disciples of the Taoist Ancestor have beaten it."

Taizu looked at him with a half-smile, "Yes!" Only the three disciples of Daozu could ring the bell, and Turtle Boy still cheated.

But back when he was still a mortal, Taizu knew he could ring.

The Taoist Master chuckled, skipped the topic, stretched out his hand to catch a big catfish, and laughed loudly: "Old Ancestor, this is a treasure I got from traveling in Western Xinjiang. It has never turned into a strange beast in 40,000 years. The big catfish that turned into a demon came here to honor our ancestors."

Taizu blinked: "Don't make trouble! I am a turtle, and I like shrimps!"

"Huh? Did I remember wrongly? I still remember that my ancestor loved catfish the most." (End of this chapter)