Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 27 Seeking Skin from a Tiger, River God Buzi (please collect it, vote for it, and read it later)
"Oh?"

Young Master Kong Kong's expression softened, but his eyes were still fixed on the statue of the River God: "I wonder, Lord River God, how do you want to cooperate with me?"

When a foundation-building monk's magical sword could be easily deflected by a mortal like himself, Mr. Huang knew that his plan was half successful.

"Master River God hopes that the young master can counterattack at the critical moment." Master Huang said with a smile.

A counterattack?
Young Master Kong Kong smiled half-heartedly: "You are trying to make me betray you."

"Did you know that neither Wen Renjie nor Qiao Xuan are easy to get along with?"

"What's more, there is a disciple of Lan Yue Sect."

"Xu Xiao is a direct disciple of Elder Konglan of Lanyue Sect. If that Zi Mansion is alerted, both your River God Master and this young master will be in bad shape."

But Mr. Huang smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master, my Mr. River God is definitely not something that a small Zifu elder from Lanyue Sect can handle."

As soon as these words came out, a glimmer of light flashed in Mr. Kong Kong's eyes, and he took a hint of the taste from Master Huang's words: Little Zifu.

A river god in the Zifu realm would say these words of a small Zifu?

Could it be that this river god is not Zifu?
Thinking of the River God Festival held every year in the thirteen counties of Dongjun, Master Kong felt that he had discovered something.

Young Master Kong is very smart, he is very smart, otherwise he would not have discovered the hidden cave of the Zifu monks to obtain inheritance and resources. If he was not smart, he would not be able to achieve foundation building.

Therefore, Master Huang just said a word, and Master Kong knew that the water in Qingshan County was not as deep as it appeared.

But what does this have to do with him?

He is just a casual cultivator. No matter how famous he is in Qingzhou, he is only a small foundation-building casual cultivator.

In an ordinary county town, a small family might look down upon him.

But in front of those prominent families in the counties and cities, the aristocratic families in the state capital, and in front of those Jindan sects that dominate the state, what does his foundation construction mean?
It is precisely because he clearly knows his situation that Master Kong Kong wants to become Zifu.

He has a clear understanding of himself. He is just a rogue cultivator, a hyena who can fight for resources, and hyenas never take a stand.

Since the River God has this confidence and can provide so many resources, Mr. Kong Kong is willing to cooperate with the River God.

As long as he becomes Zifu, what if the River God floods Qingshan County?
How could his majestic Purple Mansion be inferior to hundreds of thousands of mortal lives?

Thinking of this, Young Master Kong finally smiled: "I can cooperate with Lord River God, and I can also tell Lord River God some news."

Mr. Huang also showed joy upon hearing this: "Master, please tell me."

Young Master Kong Kong thought about the indifferent expression, showing no sadness or joy all the time, looking at Jiang Sheng, who was aloof.

Thinking of Jiang Sheng's background, current Taoist temple, and Jiang Sheng's great reputation, the smile on the corner of Master Kong Kong's lips grew wider: "Does Lord River God know that there is a Penglai Taoist priest in Qingping Mountain?"

"That's a ruthless character, his strength is comparable to that of Zifu."

The next day, Mr. Kong Kong left the Huang family with a gentle smile on his face and a polite manner. He walked away like a good young man wandering around in the world.

But in the Huang family's secret room, Mr. Huang solemnly reported to the River God the news he had learned from Master Kong Kong.

"The Eight Wolves of East County? I have heard of their reputation, but they only have eight foundations, and the highest one is only in the middle stage of foundation construction. Some of them have arrogant reputations, and now it seems that they are really a bunch of trash."

"It is normal for a Taoist priest from Penglai to deal with eight casual cultivators of the same level. He is also a sword cultivator. This is not surprising. But he is only building a foundation. How can he kill Zifu?"

"Then the Eight Wolves of the East County said that they could defeat the Zi Mansion, and some people believed it? What a joke! How could a group of ants who have never opened up the Zi Mansion know the difference between the Zi Mansion and the Foundation Establishment!"

"What's more, the clone of this god is not as simple as the ordinary Zi Mansion! He wants to counterattack the clone of this god with foundation building, but his sword is not fast enough!"

When Mr. Huang heard what the River God said, he was naturally complimentary, but at the same time he carefully reminded him: "Master, of course you are no match for this mere foundation building."

"But recently there are rumors that Jiang Sheng is good at fire arts. Rumors say that the magic weapons of the Eight Wolves of East County combined are comparable to the half-step Zifu. Jiang Sheng had to summon a fire dragon to destroy their magic weapons and kill them. The Eight Wolves of East County.”

"If his fire technique is really that powerful, wouldn't it be beautiful if he injured the master's body in a desperate counterattack?"

The River God was silent for a moment and said, "This is not unreasonable."

"I belong to water, and he is good at using fire. They are naturally incompatible with each other. If he is really powerful in fire, I will really have to deal with him."

"Send someone to find out whether the Taoist priest named Jiang Sheng is really good at using fire." Mr. Huang quickly agreed and sent many people to Qingping Town to find out the news. He even made a public statement himself. , said he wanted to go to Qingxuan Temple to pay homage to Taoist Master Jiang Sheng in person.

As a well-known gentry in Qingshan County, Mr. Huang's actions naturally made countless people turn their attention to Qingping Mountain, and only then did they remember that Qingping Mountain also had a powerful Taoist priest.

During these days, Jiang Sheng was hiding in Qingping Mountain. People in Qingshan County were so dizzy due to various rumors and disturbances, gentry petitions, and common people petitions, that they all forgot that there was such a powerful figure in Qingshan County.

Now that Mr. Huang is going to Qingping Mountain to offer incense, everyone else naturally wants to see what Mr. Huang wants to do. Does he want to ask Chief Jiang to come out of the mountain to stop the county magistrate?

With countless people watching, Mr. Huang really led a group of servants to carry several large boxes of gifts up the mountain.

It is undoubtedly not a good thing to climb Qingping Mountain in the cold winter.

But for the great plan of the River God, Master Huang naturally overcame these difficulties.

With the help of his servants, he climbed all the way to the middle of Qingping Mountain with difficulty. When he saw the Taoist temple with black bricks and blue tiles, and the green smoke floating out of the Taoist temple, Mr. Huang breathed a sigh of relief. It was considered that he had arrived at Qingxuan Temple. .

The mountains are already inaccessible and it is the cold winter season, so Qingxuan Temple is lifeless and looks extremely lonely.

There was only a young man in simple Taoist robes sweeping away the snow at the entrance of Qingxuan Temple.

Mr. Huang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Little Taoist Master, Huang Shiren is polite."

Tian Ming'an quickly returned the gift, seeming a little reserved: "Xiaodao returned the gift. I wonder why Master Huang came here?"

Huang Shiren made a show of admiration: "I heard that Daoist Jiang had extraordinary means and killed the notorious villain of the Eight Wolves of East County. Huang was deeply impressed! This time I went to the mountain to meet with Daoist Jiang and have a chat on behalf of the gentry of Qingshan County. To express my feelings, I would like to ask for a talisman."

These words started by touting Jiang Sheng's strength, and then complimented Jiang Sheng as the savior of the gentry in Qingshan County. Finally, he pointed out a little bit of his own thoughts, which seemed particularly reasonable.

Huang Shiren's scheming is quite deep.

After hearing this, Tian Ming'an obviously relaxed his guard against Huang Shiren. He said with some embarrassment: "Huang Jingshi doesn't know something. The master has been practicing his sword quietly these days, so it is not convenient to see guests."

Huang Shiren was obviously a little disappointed after hearing this, but he still forced a smile: "Then, would you please allow Huang to put down the gift and pay homage to the incense stick?"

Tian Ming'an hesitated for a while and then nodded: "Yes, but only in the front hall."

"I just listen to the Taoist Priest's arrangements." Huang Shiren behaved very kindly.

"Principal Huang, please." Tian Mingan invited Huang Shiren to enter the Taoist temple.

After Huang Shiren followed Tian Ming'an into the Taoist temple, he felt that the Taoist temple was indeed extraordinary.

The layout coincides with the celestial phenomena and the momentum of the mountains and rivers, but it does not appear to be majestic or imposing, as if a dragon is lurking in the abyss.

And when you are there, you feel physically and mentally comfortable, fresh and natural, as if you are connected to heaven and earth, and your whole person feels refreshed.

While Huang Shiren was looking at the situation of the Taoist temple, he was full of praise: "Taoist Master Jiang's Taoist temple is indeed extraordinary. Being in it makes people deeply feel the mysterious creation. It is really a magical place!"

Tian Ming'an was very proud of Huang Shiren's praise, but there was still a bit of arrogance on his face: "It's just an ordinary Taoist temple, and layman Huang has given it too much praise. We're just ahead, layman Huang, please."

When he arrived at the front hall, Huang Shiren looked up and saw the portrait.

In the portrait, the Patriarch of Penglai is wearing a robe, with a clear halo of light behind his head. He performs hand-holding in his left hand and holds Ruyi in his right hand. He is surrounded by cranes and auspicious clouds, making him appear solemn and noble.

When Huang Shiren looked at the portrait, he seemed to have locked eyes with the Penglai Patriarch in the portrait. For a moment, Huang Shiren felt as if he was full of filth and was being seen through. It was like being stripped naked and thrown into the glacier in the ice and snow. Huang Shiren I shivered violently.

He subconsciously avoided the portrait, calmed down and hurriedly put on three pillars of fragrance and left the front hall.

Only then did Huang Shiren feel like he was breathing again. While suppressing the fear in his heart, he pretended to ask casually: "Little Taoist Priest, why does the front hall look like it has been renovated?"

Tian Ming'an was obviously a little angry after hearing this: "Aren't you the Eight Wolves of East County?"

"They tried to sneak attack the master late at night, but they were no match for the master. In the end, they got desperate and summoned a big snake dozens of feet tall in an attempt to fight to the death, but unexpectedly the master was superior in Taoism!"

As he said this, Tian Ming'an looked vaguely proud: "My master directly summoned the Heavenly Dragon and lowered the Heavenly Fire to destroy them!"

"It's just a pity that the front hall and front yard were severely damaged during the fighting and had to be renovated."

After hearing this, Huang Shiren's eyes flashed with joy, but his face was full of annoyance: "It's a pity that Huang didn't see such a magical scene!"

　Last night, Linyuan met a good brother during a massage. Perhaps because he saw Linyuan's handsomeness, he not only invited Linyuan to drink, but also invited Linyuan to massage together. Linyuan and he were very compatible and could be said to be of the same mind. We talked a lot together. Before leaving, he said to Linyuan with some regret that it was a pity that there was no chance today, otherwise Linyuan must know what Gudao Rechang is. Linyuan hadn't reacted at that time, but now that he thought about it, something seemed wrong. Great, I met Nantong!
　　
　
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