Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 97 "Senior, is that the Immortal on Mount Buxian?"

Surrounded by the crowd, a man in green robes slowly walked into the hall.

The Taoist's face looks like he is old enough to know his destiny, and his temples are already graying. However, this does not damage the immortal spirit and Taoism in his body at all, but adds to the vicissitudes of life.

The Taoist's gentle voice sounded:

"I am a poor man, Ji Shui, I have met you all."

Hall Master Li welcomed the Taoist priest to the top with a smile on his face, cupped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully:

"I've seen the Imperial Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor suddenly came here, and he was not welcomed from afar."

Speaking of which, Hall Master Li originally planned to simply entertain Mr. Lu today, but his subordinates suddenly informed him that the Imperial Master wanted to visit the Emei Sword Sect, and he was confused for a moment.

This Imperial Preceptor is not a simple person. According to rumors, sixteen years ago, this person suddenly appeared in Jinling City. After meeting the emperor, he did not know what he said to the Emperor of Zhou. Emperor Zhou was very happy and summoned all the people within two days In front of the civil and military officials of the court, the imperial master shocked the civil and military officials of the court by holding an iron tree in bloom and inviting the moon to dance with him.

Emperor Zhou was determined to seek immortality, and in front of hundreds of officials, he personally appointed this Taoist as a national preceptor.

Taoist Ji Shui was not polite. He sat at the table and looked at everyone, his smile still gentle:

"You should do whatever you are supposed to do, and don't be formal."

It was just his peripheral vision that glanced in Lu Chenran's direction from time to time.

Seeing that the Imperial Master had put down his words, all the Jianghu people nodded repeatedly, but did not take the Imperial Master seriously. Those who should use chopsticks used their chopsticks, and those who should toast toasted.

Among the people in the world, there are many who yearn for immortality, especially those with talent and talent. They are dedicated to learning swords in order to one day step into the legendary innate realm.

What's more, a few days ago, a legendary immortal appeared at Linjiang Crossing in the north, startling a hundred demons walking at night. These people in the world are even more curious about the mystery of immortality, and their hearts are like cats clawing at them.

Some people who had returned from Linjiang Crossing were telling these interesting stories to everyone at the table while eating and drinking.

For example, yesterday in Jinling City, a large number of people suddenly appeared out of thin air. Those who saw it felt that the fragrance of cinnamon was floating in front of their eyes, and then they fell to the ground and slept for the whole day.

As for Huadianluo, who was traveling from Shu to Beijing, he was the one who received the most toasts. While drinking, these people were trying to find out information about Mr. Lu in a roundabout way.

The flowers were falling but he didn't say much, he just sat there silently.

"Senior Sister Hua, please tell us all about whether Mr. Lu is the legendary one."

One of the Jianghu people whispered.

Hua Tianluo glanced at them and said calmly:

"What does it have to do with you whether it is or not? The right way is to focus on swordsmanship."

Everyone looked at Hua Dian Luo with envy:

"That is to say, Senior Sister Hua is lucky enough to meet Mr. Lu because of her deep luck. If it had been anyone else, she might not have been so lucky at all. No matter what, if she is favored by an expert, Senior Sister Hua will definitely have the opportunity to become a martial artist."

A few people said something to each other.

Hua Tianluo felt a little dizzy after hearing this, and sighed:

"If you are really curious, wouldn't it be enough to go to Buxian Mountain on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month?"

Everyone looked at each other, then laughed and said:

"It makes sense."

Immortality is probably the pursuit in everyone's heart, even the emperor is not immune to this.

The toasts were raised, and there was a lot of cheering and drinking during the banquet.

Lu Chenran ate something casually and felt a little bored listening to these people in the world complimenting each other.

After informing Hall Master Li, he found a break and walked out of the restaurant, looking for some pavilions and pavilions to get some fresh air.

The winter plum blossoms beside the flower pond exude a faint fragrance.

Under the winding bridge, the water is as clear as a mirror, and densely packed red carps with golden scales quickly crowd in from all directions as soon as someone comes, jumping out of the water one after another, one after another like someone washing a piece of red cloth on the water.

In fact, compared to these Jianghu forces, Lu Chenran was more interested in Confucianism.

I had some chats with 'Wang Yun' before. The Confucian sect seems to be one family, but in fact it is still in a state of fragmentation. There is no leader of the Confucian sect. Only the Confucian sect recognized by the world's Confucian scholars is jointly in charge of the Confucian sect. .

During the four hundred years of history, the number of these Confucian gentlemen was variable. Sometimes there were several, and sometimes there was only one person.

Nowadays, there are three great men in the Confucian sect, but the position of leader is still vacant. In the final analysis, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. As the saying goes, it has been a problem for many years for scholars to look down on each other. Even if it is just a false name, they will not Give it up easily to others.

Confucianism has a long history. In fact, according to Confucian history books, the last saint in Confucianism a thousand years ago, Zhu Sheng, enlightened the Tao through Neo-Confucianism and stepped into the realm of a saint.

At that time, Zhu Shengfu's building was on the verge of collapse and he was about to turn the tide. He deserved the position of leader.

Hua Dianluo also once said that the Emei Sword Sect had a founder thousands of years ago. He was holding his Water Dragon Yin and cut off the water of the Cangjiang River with one sword.

It's just that until now, there has never been an expert like the Patriarch.

And whether it was the Zhu Sage of the Confucian sect or the founder of the Emei Sword Sect, it is logical that such a person would leave a few words of record, but he seemed to have disappeared from the world, and no historical materials remained.

If we follow what the young prince said, between heaven and earth, only Mount Buxian has the last immortal, but this is obviously contrary to what is recorded in the historical records of Confucianism or the Emei Sword Sect.

Lu Chenran didn't believe that neither the Patriarch of Emei, who cut off the water of the Cangjiang River with a sword, nor Zhu Sheng, who used Neo-Confucianism to prove the realm of a saint, did not even have a thousand years of life.

Where have these 'immortals' gone?

Lu Chenran looked at the mountain in the distance with a complicated expression.

From this point of view, it is not just the high mountains that stand tall, but it seems that the entire world is also supported by this "Buxian Mountain". Amidst the clouds and mist, this "Buxian Mountain" is like the "green pine tree in the north" 'Generally, Jinling is shaded.

"Are the only immortals left on Bulk Mountain?"

he muttered.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind:

"What are Mr. Lu looking at?"

"But you are too drunk?"

Lu Chenran was surprised.

The friendship he had made along the way had already reached far beyond the reach of other people, but he just didn't hear this man's footsteps.

Lu Chenran turned around, looked at the mysterious Grand Master Zhou, smiled and nodded.

"Just come out and get some air."

Taoist Ji Shui nodded, his smile still gentle.

The next moment, he slowly stretched out his finger, a little empty.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chenran felt circles of visible energy ripples rippling around his body, spreading to the surroundings. The next moment, the water dragon that had been following him unexpectedly appeared in front of the Taoist. hands.

Lu Chenran's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the Taoist in front of him solemnly.

Not to mention ordinary people, even 'Wang Yun' who stepped into the realm could not detect the existence of the water dragon chant behind him, but the Taoist in front of him not only noticed it, but even took action to trap it in his hands.

Who is this person?

"Clang——"

Shui Long roared with an excited sword sound, and the sword trembled, as if it wanted to escape from the Taoist's hand.

Taoist Ji Shui shook his head, his sleeves were bulging, and a trace of surprise flashed across his pupils:

"Self-created wisdom?"

Then he seemed to feel that this move was a bit unreasonable, so he waved his hand to disperse the spiritual energy that trapped Shui Longyin, and said gently:

"I never thought that I would be able to see the sword of my old friend here. It is a worthwhile trip."

"Old friend?"

Lu Chenran took a deep breath and saw that the Taoist showed no hostility. After comforting Shui Longyin, he spoke respectfully:

"I've met my senior, but I wonder who the old friend he mentioned is?"

Taoist Ji Shui looked at Shui Longyin with a complicated expression, then smiled and said:

"I once had an old relationship with an elder from the Emei Sword Sect, and that person entrusted me to take care of his descendants."

"After going round and round, now that this sword is in the hands of Mr. Lu, it can be considered that it has a good owner. I was just surprised and wanted to find out what happened. I took the liberty to take action. I hope Mr. Lu won't mind."

Lu Chenran shook his head and bowed his hands:

"How dare you, junior?"

As he spoke, his mind was already turning to observe this person silently.

There was an imperceptible Taoist charm circulating around this Ji Shui Taoist, but he could not see through this mysterious Taoist at all.

Lu Chenran had only felt this feeling with his aunt and the moon rabbit.

Taoist Jishui naturally saw Lu Chenran's caution and doubts, but he didn't care and said with a little emotion:

"Speaking of which, Pindao's friendship with Xi Qingyi dates back to a thousand years ago. The world was not like this at that time. Times have changed, it's a pity."

Lu Chenran's heart moved, he suppressed his doubts and said respectfully:

"Senior, junior, can I ask a question?"

Taoist Ji Shui seemed to have read through the mind of the man in front of him and said calmly:

"Tell me everything you know."

"Senior, is that the Immortal on Mount Buxian?"

"No."

"Then senior is an immortal?"

Taoist Ji Shui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Not really." Lu Chenran, who had been holding his words in his stomach along the way, finally couldn't help it anymore, and looked at the person in front of him with expectant eyes:

"Senior, are there really immortals in this world?"

Taoist Ji Shui looked at him meaningfully, and then nodded slightly:

"Naturally there is."

"Only one person?"

"Exactly."

"The Immortal now lives in Buhan Mountain?"

Taoist Jishui looked in the direction of Jishan Mountain. Buxian Mountain was connected to Jishan Mountain, and there was only one official road in the middle. If you put it that way, it was considered worthy.

So he smiled and nodded:

"That's it."

"call--"

Lu Chenran took a deep breath, and the doubts in his heart were finally solved at this moment.

There are indeed immortals on Bulxian Mountain.

Taoist Ji Shui silently looked at the man in front of him, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This world is like an old utensil that has been exposed to the wind and sun, and is about to be broken into pieces. For thousands of years, I have been running around in the east, searching every land, just to find that preacher.

For nearly a thousand years, he never gave up searching, and finally he had no choice but to join the world. In the name of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he used the name of the Great Zhou Emperor to command the world and spread the news that there was a true immortal preaching on Buxian Mountain.

Searching and searching, to no avail.

I never thought that it would be picked up by the fox.

The word fate is really wonderful.

"I wonder if senior has ever seen that living immortal?"

Lu Chenran said respectfully.

Taoist Ji Shui looked at him quietly and did not answer directly.

Since Xinyuehu and Fangritu didn't tell him, I think they had their intentions. For some things, it's better to wait for them to develop naturally. If too much news was suddenly learned, it might be a trick. .

This young man still has a long way to go.

It's a heavy burden on my shoulders.

The Eastern Sky, also known as the "Cang Bian" sky in the East, was already dead, but the Qing Emperor entered the chessboard with his own body, entered the game with his own body, and played the white piece that changed the world.

Xingxu is a chess player, but he is also on the chessboard.

There are too many people playing chess in the world, but no one can really escape from that side of the chessboard.

When people fall, the children are human, and people also fall.

Ji Shui Taoist looked deeply at the young man who walked out of Fox Mountain, then gently patted his shoulder, and replied ambiguously:

"You should have seen it before."

The moment this Ji Shui Taoist touched Lu Chenran's shoulder, in Lu Chenran's mind, the title page of a golden book shone brightly!

Then, countless handwriting slowly emerged, and the golden book became thicker and thicker:

[Becoming acquainted with Jinling Water Leopard: (1/3300)]

[Geng is an official, a Yang god, a leopard, a water genus, an immortal]

【.】

Lu Chenran's pupils shrank instantly, and then he suddenly raised his head, and Taoist Ji Shui's figure disappeared from his sight.

'3300. ’

This is the third creature he has seen with a height of 3300.

A vague word gradually lingered in Lu Chenran's ears, as if in the clouds and mist:

'Mr. Lu, if someone comes to attack, I hope that Mr. Lu will remember this water dragon chant and protect these people of the Emei Sword Sect.'

Lu Chenran stood there blankly, digesting the words of the Jishui Taoist.

Someone is invading? Who will attack?

In a corner invisible to Lu Chenran, Taoist Ji Shui raised his head silently, looking at the majestic mountain next to Jinling. On the top of the mountain, there was a star river flowing slowly.

As a star, we can only protect things here, but cannot take action. This is the result of the discussion between the five emperors thousands of years ago on the hanging mountain in Juntian.

Taoist Ji Shui's expression gradually became serious, and he murmured to himself:

'Mr. Lu, you don't have much time left.'

Lu Chenran returned to the restaurant with a heavy heart, and the banquet was still very lively.

He looked around the restaurant, and sure enough he couldn't see the Ji Shui Taoist figure.

At this moment, Hua Tianluo came over, with a drunken blush on her cheeks, and said carelessly:

"Brother Lu, what did you do just now?"

"Get some air."

Lu Chenran smiled.

"I just saw you and the Imperial Preceptor talking about something. So, from Mr. Lu's point of view, does the Imperial Preceptor have any real ability?"

Lu Chenran sighed and said with emotion:

"It's not just that he has some real abilities."

Hua Dianluo scratched his head and shook his ponytail.

At this time, there was suddenly a loud fighting sound downstairs.

Hall Master Li stood up with his face flushed, with a look of displeasure on his face because he was drunk. He waved his hand and called the shopkeeper of the Qiu Feng Zui restaurant, and scolded:

"We have distinguished guests here today. What's going on?"

The shopkeeper looked at Hall Master Li in a panic, and said in panic:

"Hall Master Li, run quickly - something big has happened!"

"There is a group of people, they don't look like humans, the swords in their hands can fly - pfft."

Before the shopkeeper could finish his words, there was a flying sword on his chest.

He spit out a mouthful of blood foam, covered his chest with both hands, and fell to the ground with a ferocious expression, making no sound again.

The strong smell of blood gradually filled the entire restaurant.

This incident instantly awakened the people of the Emei Sword Sect present. Seeing Hall Master Li knocking over the table in front of him with one kick, their eyes widened and they roared angrily:

"This restaurant is the land reserved by our Emei Sword Sect. Who dares to commit murder here?"

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As soon as he finished speaking, a total of twelve people slowly walked into the restaurant.

There was a mask on their cheeks, and their true appearance could not be clearly seen. The leader, a young man in a white shirt, held a folding fan in one hand and walked casually in the corridor.

Then, he took out a large amount of fish food from his arms and threw it into the flower pond nearby.

In an instant, the fish heads were swarming and crowded together, like a torrent. If you had a stick in your hand at this time, you could kill at least two koi fish with just one blow on the head.

Looking at the fish swimming in the pond, the leader of the white-shirted young man had some emotion in his eyes. He looked at the people of the Emei Sword Sect with pity and said softly:

"This fish, if it were born in the wild, would be much more wary after seeing hook bait."

"But they are raised in this flower pond and they only know how to accept feeding from others. They are not wary of people at all. If they don't go into this pond to fish for fish, it would be too unsightly. I would like to go in and catch two. Brother Wang, don't you think so?" "

The young man in white clothes looked at the man in gray clothes next to him.

The man in gray clothes curled his lips slightly, and said lightly with a bit of arrogance in his eyes:

"Brother Li, in fact, it's not that these koi don't want to escape, it's because they have nowhere to escape. It's better to stay in the pond with peace of mind. Why do you think so much and ask for trouble?"

The young man in white shirt smiled, leaned down, touched the fish swimming in the pond with his hand, and said with emotion:

"So, in this life, apart from the youthful years and old age, how long can we spend on living, drinking, and enjoying all the splendor?"

"To be successful in life, you need to have all the fun."

Then, he raised his head and looked at Hall Master Li, and said calmly:

"Are you the head of the Emei Sword Sect?"

"I heard that the Sword Sect has three swords, one is Yu Shangfang, one is Water Dragon Yin, and one is Sifa. I hope this hall master can tell me the whereabouts of these three swords."

After a pause, he continued:

"Putting such a sword in someone's hands will prevent its pearl from being covered in dust. What do you think, Hall Master?"

(End of this chapter)