The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

When Song Xing woke up from the gloom with a little spiritual light, he heard bursts of noisy sounds in his ears.

Listening carefully, it seems like you are in the noisy streets of the market.

It is late autumn now and the weather is cold.

His thoughts moved slightly, and a vague shadow suddenly appeared on the spiritual platform.

It was a dark and foggy space.

The space is extremely small, only about three feet square, and nine star-like light groups are suspended in it.

If you look carefully, most of the star light clusters appear gray.

The most dazzling star among them is as dazzling as the sun, shining with colorful brilliance.

The other eight gray star light clusters exude a faint blue light, but they all contain majestic and vigorous energy fluctuations.

These are all the things that Song Xing brought over with his divine thoughts in some special way when he was dividing his spiritual thoughts.

Song Xing opened his eyes and found that he was in front of a City God's Temple. There were more than a dozen altar tables surrounding the City God's Temple, filled with incense and candles, and a lot of paper money.

In addition to the Chenghuang Temple, there are many people moving around nearby.They squat or stand, holding various sacrificial items.

The location he was in was a simple stall. He was born here with a spiritual thought, and his identity was that of a Taoist priest from Zhongnan Mountain who sold medicine and distributed talisman water in front of the City God's Temple.

Song Xing searched the Taoist priest's memory and found that the Taoist priest was really Quanzhen who practiced in Zhongnan Mountain, and was not the kind of liar who sells dog meat with sheep's heads.

However, his talent was limited and he couldn't resist the boring practice, so he simply left Zhong Nanshan and came to the world to pursue wealth and wealth.

Perhaps because of the large flow of people in the Chenghuang Temple, within a short period of time, Song Xing's stall actually sold several more plasters and talisman water.

The plaster is just an ordinary plaster for treating bruises. As for Fu Shui, Song Xing has sensed that there is indeed some magic in it, but it is extremely weak and can only treat some common mortal ailments.

Thinking about it, if he really had great magic power, how could he be reduced to setting up a stall in the Chenghuang Temple?

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the Chenghuang Temple.

The originally crowded crowd retreated to both sides, revealing a wide and straight passage.

I saw a team of government servants walking in surrounded by an official. The official was about forty years old, wearing a blue robe, tall and well-proportioned, with a fair and handsome face and a bookish temperament.

"Magistrate Li has arrived at the City God's Temple, and the idlers have retreated." A government official raised his gong and drum, rang a string of copper bells, and shouted.

Under the scolding of the government officials, the group entered the City God's Temple in a mighty manner.

Seeing the sun getting higher, Song Xing simply packed up the stall and prepared to leave.

The most urgent task is to find out to what era the jade seal sent his spiritual thoughts.

Although he had previously used the time gear to allow the Jade Seal to send him to an era earlier than the Shenwu Period, he did not have the coordinates of the specific timeline, so he was not sure which time node he was in now.

Just when Song Xing had just taken a few steps, he suddenly heard a sound that broke through the air from behind.

Song Xing turned around and saw a figure bouncing towards him at an extremely fast speed, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a headcatcher suit. The man was tall and straight, his eyes were bright and he looked majestic.

In an instant, the two were in front of him.Song Xing raised his eyebrows and turned his body slightly to the side to avoid the arms stretched out by the figure in front of him.

"Good thief, don't hurt innocent people!" the middle-aged man wearing a headhunter's uniform shouted.

Immediately afterwards, he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and his figure suddenly jumped up. He took a few steps with his toes and came behind the figure. His wrist shook, and the long knife in his hand danced like a snake. The light of the knife converged, and he moved towards the figure. Chopping down.

The figure in front was also very skilled. With a flick of his finger, a broken blade appeared in his fingertips and swung it back with a cold light.

He flipped his wrist and shot the short sword out of his fingers. It drew a strange arc in mid-air and accurately hit the long sword that was cutting off the head. Without stopping, he deflected the long sword away.

The head catcher was stunned for a moment, looking a little surprised. He turned his wrist around, grabbed the long knife that had been knocked out of position, and swung it out at an angle, stabbing the man in the back and under the ribs.

The man in front jumped up to avoid the knife.

The head catcher bullied himself in again, and the long knife in his hand danced into a snowflake curtain, covering the opponent airtightly.

The figure in front had wide eyes, a smile on his lips, his body suddenly sank, his feet stepped on the ground, he shrank back to avoid the fierce attack, and then his right palm clasped the opponent's wrist holding the knife like an iron pincer.

Then his head suddenly lowered, three black lights flashed on his back, and he rushed towards the catcher's face with lightning speed.

The catcher's expression suddenly changed, he quickly let go of his knife and flew backwards.

The man's figure was like a wisp of smoke, ethereal and illusory, leaving afterimages in the air. He followed the three hidden weapons and chased after him.

Seeing that the headhunter was in danger, even if he avoided the hidden weapon, he could not avoid the opponent's sneak attack. Song Xing, who had been standing beside him, raised his arm slightly and pointed out in the air.

The figure who was chasing the leader suddenly trembled in the air, as if being hit by a siege cone. Blood spurted out and he fell heavily to the ground.

The head catcher narrowly avoided the sneak attack of the hidden weapon. When he looked up, he saw his pursuer lying on the ground and Song Xing who had just lowered his arm behind him.

Noisy footsteps came from the crowd, and then several policemen ran behind the head catcher. Seeing that the pursuing murderer had fallen, they put layers of shackles on him at the head catcher's signal.

The head catcher, who was wearing a soapy red shirt, took a few steps to catch up with Song Xing who was about to leave. He cupped his fists and said, "Li Gongfu thanks the Taoist Priest for his help."

Song Xing, who didn't want to pay attention and just did it casually, paused when he heard the three words "Li Gongfu", turned to look at Li Gongfu and said: "Li Gongfu, Qiantang County arrests the head?"

"Exactly. If it hadn't been for the Taoist priest's help just now, I would have fallen into Wu Sunsan's hands." Li Gongfu sincerely thanked him again.

Wu Sunsan is a big thief who has been rampant in Lin'an in recent years. Today, he traced his whereabouts and followed him all the way.

The fact that the bandits escaped is secondary. The main thing is that the Qiantang County Magistrate was worshiping the City God at the City God's Temple today. If he was disturbed by the thieves, he would be derelict in his duties as a head catcher.

"It's just a little effort. The crowd here is dense. If the thief escapes, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble." Song Xinggong cupped his hands and his eyes flashed.

If this Li Gongfu is the Li Gongfu in his memory, is there another deviation in this time travel?
Bai Suzhen does exist in this world, but will it still be the same person as the Bai Suzhen he has met?
Li Gongfu was startled, and then he realized that this Taoist who looked like a wanderer must have some skills, otherwise he would not have been able to deal with the bandit leader calmly.

But judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to want to deal with the government.

Thinking of this, Li Gongfu subconsciously guessed Song Xing's identity.

He has been a head catcher for many years and has seen all kinds of people. He thinks that he has extraordinary eyesight. With just one glance, he can tell that the young Taoist priest in front of him has an indifferent temperament that is not found in other wandering Taoist priests.

Coupled with Song Xing's extraordinary skills and his superb martial arts skills, Li Gongfu was already thinking of making friends with him. (End of chapter)