Genesis Supreme

The courtyard next door is not big, but it is very exquisite. If Hong Yu really opened the door, he would be very surprised that in such a small place, there is such a small courtyard that is obviously created by a master of garden design.

The arrangement of pines, cypresses and purple bamboos gives people a sense of harmony with Taoism. Although some flowers and plants are withered and withered, people can still imagine the beauty of the garden when they are in full bloom.

In the northwest corner, there is a bamboo building, a small red clay stove is placed in front of the bamboo building, and an iron pot carved with dragon patterns is gurgling to boil water, and steam is bubbling out.

Next to it is a tea table that was casually split and polished from a thousand-year-old thuja trunk.There is a set of antique purple sand tea set on the table, and the refreshing tea fragrance emanates from it.

Diagonally behind the tea table, on a short ebony case was a Guqin, one of the strings of which had been broken.

At this time, no matter it was the beautiful woman of the Empress Qin or the old man beside the tea table, they all looked astonished. They never expected that such a result would come out of such painstaking arrangements and even buying the restaurant.

The woman is dressed in a female crown, and the old man is also in a simple Taoist robe.At this time, the woman was indignantly saying: "This dude, how can he insult us with such filthy words! It's really hateful!"

The old Taoist also shook his head, showing a wry smile, not knowing what to say.

The female crown heard Hong Yu clamoring for his poetry again, and couldn't help but angrily said: "What good poems can be written by a bastard like him!"

The old Taoist twirled his beard, with a calm face on the surface, but he didn't think so in his heart: Those two sentences were his proudest work, and he didn't believe that a young man like Hong Yu could write something that was already far-reaching.

But there is no doubt that both of them are curious.

"Forget it, I'll find out if I go and have a look tomorrow." The old Taoist waved his hand, got up and put away the tea leaves in his sleeves and left. There is not much Beifeng Wangyun tea left, and I am reluctant to give it to you."

With his sleeves behind his back, he staggered away, his wide and flowing Taoist robe was like a cloud.

On the other hand, Nuguan stared at Hong Yu's courtyard fiercely, put away the guqin in distress, and went unwillingly.

Hong Yu grabbed the brush and recalled it, and the big brush was done in one stroke!Throwing away the pen, Haha burst into laughter: "Hahaha, frame it and hang it up!"

Hong Shen shook his head, but Hong Xi smiled broadly and said with a thumbs up, "Young master, you are really amazing, you can even think of this? Hehe!"

Guan Ling came in just in time: "Show me some poems written by the young master."

Hong Yu hurriedly stopped him: "Don't!"

Guan Ling was even more curious: "Let me see..."

"Hong Xi, hurry up and take it away, you idiot!" Hong Yu stopped Guan Ling and yelled at Hong Xi. If Guan Ling saw this, his image would really be ruined.

Hong Xi picked up the young master's "calligraphy" and ran away.

Guan Ling curled her lips: "The young master is biased."

"Hey, it's for your own good not to let you see it. Your cultivation base is too low, seeing these things is only harmful and not beneficial."

Guan Ling was unconvinced: "I'm already at the early stage of the Fourth Grade Tongfa, how can I not be as good as Hongxi?"

Hong Yu simply put on an inscrutable look: "You don't understand."

Guan Ling was suspicious for a while, Hong Yu was a little embarrassed by her look, he waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's go out, young master, I'm going to rest."

Guan Ling stopped asking.

There was nothing to say all night, and I woke up early the next morning. After breakfast, everyone packed up, and the convoy continued on the road, passing through the small town to Wudu.

After Hong Yu and the others walked for about a quarter of an hour, the small door opened with a creak, and an old Taoist priest who was not respectful, and female officials like clear water and lotus came out one after another.The old Taoist smacked his lips: "This brat, who can really hold his breath, is not curious at all?"

Nuguan snorted, strode towards the study, and pushed open the door. The place where the old Taoist's words were originally hung was replaced with a long banner.That bad handwriting made people want to poke their eyes.When the female crown sees clearly what those "poems" are, she will really poke her eyes.

"Bah, bah, bah! I knew he, a bastard, couldn't write anything serious! Bastard, I'm going to kill him!"

The more she spoke, the more she hated her, she stomped her lotus feet, turned around and ran away.

The old Taoist was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

He walked to the door of the study, looked up, and twisted a poem:

On March [-]rd when the cardamom bloomed, a bug burrowed into it. After being stuck for half a day, it could not get in, and climbed onto the flower to play on a swing.Be careful, I won't let you go, how can you get into it?

The Taoist blushed, and Hong Yu laughed angrily again: "This little bastard!"

……

Hong Yu was humming a ditty while sitting in the carriage, forgetting about the affairs of Yucoffin Town.You want to see me, but you still coyly set up a trick to let me take the initiative to find you?What this young master dislikes the most is this kind of thing about taking off his pants and farting.

At noon on this day, they were about to leave the range of Yulong Mountain, and after walking for another day and a half, they would almost reach Wudu.

The convoy stopped suddenly, and when Hong Yu raised the curtain, Hong Shen quickly leaned over with a stern expression: "Master, someone is blocking the way."

Even thousands of bandits couldn't make Hong Shen look so dignified. Hong Yu frowned and asked, "Are you a master?"

Hong Yin has also come to the side of the car: "Master! At least we can't see through!"

Hong Yu's heart skipped a beat, the masters who couldn't even see through the two third-rank sages were at least second-rank Kaishen!Those people around me, if they really want to use their hands, it would be good if they can support ten moves.

"Master Yu, why don't you get out of the car and talk?"

Hong Shen and Hong Yin stopped him together: "Young master, the horse is fast, you ride it and go first, we hold him back!"

With a serious expression, Hong Yu waved his hand, opened the car door and got out.

"Master!" The two were anxious, but Hong Yu still waved his hands: "Trust me."

There was no reaction in his body, whether it was the ancient magic elephant totem or the monk's dharma image, let alone Dharma Venerable Dainichi Tathagata.

What does this mean?The visitor may be a master, but he has no malice towards him.

Hong Shen hesitated for a moment, and took half a step back.Hong Yin wanted to say more, but was stopped by Hong Shen.

Hong Yu walked to the front of the convoy. About twenty feet away on the road, a thin old Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back in the north wind.A coarse sermon robe fluttered in the wind, and in front of him, the wide pipe became narrow, as if it could only lead to him.

And behind him, the vast wilderness and majestic green mountains seemed to be a kind of foil to this old Taoist.

He was the only one who suppressed everyone in the team from daring to act rashly—there were two third-rank sages in it!

Hong Yu stepped forward and bowed slightly: "What can I advise you, old man?"

The old Taoist gave him a surprised look, because he felt that Hong Yu didn't seem to be suppressed by his aura.

In Hongyu's Tanzhong acupoint, the novice chanting scriptures slowly, the voice of the Buddha curled up, and the influence of the old Taoist priests on Hongyu was minimal.

He didn't hide anything, smiled lightly, and said: "I want to invite you for a while in Yucoffin Town, but you don't want to show your face, so the old man can only wait here with his old face."

Hong Yu's heart beat a little: Last night he offended him terribly, how could he know that he turned out to be a super expert.

"Hey," he laughed dryly, "Senior is an expert, with great tolerance."

The old Taoist glanced at him lightly: "My belly size doesn't matter, but the reputation of Yuqing Temple cannot be insulted!"

boom!

Everyone in the convoy suddenly felt that the sky was falling apart, the surrounding mountains collapsed, and countless boulders fell towards them together.The sky cracked, and endless black clouds rushed in crazily.The earth surged up and turned into a sea of ​​fire and magma, trying to swallow them completely!

Hong Shen and Hong Yin were sweating profusely, uttering a few words with great difficulty: "One grade is true!"

This old man turned out to be the supreme martial artist of the first rank!

Hong Yu was also taken aback: "Yipin Hezhen, Yuqing Guan, you are the leader of Zhuoyi!?"

The old Taoist came slowly, still with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Senior brother, how could I have such a good temper? If it were him, he would have hung you on Yujian Peak last night."

Hong Yu felt more and more pressure, and even with the help of a novice monk, he gradually felt the weight of his body.If he hadn't been running with thousands of catties of weight every day, he would have fallen to his knees on the ground under the pressure of this heaven-shattering aura.

The old Taoist gave him a surprised look, and muttered, "It's really weird, no wonder you sent me here."

He was a little curious, and walked towards Hong Yu step by step at a slower pace.

Every time he took a step closer, Hong Yu felt his weight doubled!

After five steps, Hong Yu's face was already flushed, blood vessels all over his body burst out, and his feet sank deeply into the ground.

Hong Shen and Hong Yin's eyes were tearing apart, and they tried their best to break free from the shackles of the invisible force, and rushed to rescue the young master, but they tried their best, but they couldn't move at all.

Step six!

laugh--

Hong Yu's ankle had sunk into the ground.

Step seven!

His entire calf was buried in the ground, but his body was still extremely tall and straight.

There was already a hint of appreciation in the old Taoist's eyes, and he took the eighth step slowly.

Hong Yu was pushed into the ground again by this doubled force, all the way to the root of his thigh!

When he got here, Hong Yu's expression also changed, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, senior, you are also a man, it would be unkind to go any further!"

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You rascal!"

However, he also realized that he was a little happy to see Liexin just now, and wanted to try how far this little seventh-rank soul star could last.Even the others were also injured, and they were all limp on the ground, seriously injured!

The old Taoist regretted it secretly, and slowly regained his momentum. Everyone took a long breath, opening their mouths like dead fish, lying on the ground without moving.

Hong Yin and Hong Shen also noticed that the old man had no ill intentions towards the young master.

Hong Yu hurriedly crawled out of the soil, patted the soil on his body, and touched his crotch lightly without any trace—it's better to be sure.

The old Taoist saw it and couldn't help shaking his head.However, he was also surprised that Hong Yu had persisted for so long. It is said that at least he must be a fourth-rank generalist to have this strength.

The old Taoist stood silently, scratching his beard and thinking.

After Hong Yu finished cleaning up, he waved his hand: "Go and talk."

He walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Hong Yu followed him. The two stayed away from the crowd beside the official road. The old Taoist found a clean boulder and sat cross-legged on it.

Hong Yu looked around, and suddenly felt disgusted. This old guy was clearly talking to him like I was standing, and there were no suitable stones around.

How could Hong Ershao suffer this loss?

He took out a sealing iron plate, waved it, and the Leopard King burst out, and crouched helplessly to let Hong Yu sit on his back.Hong Yu stepped on its back until it was on top of its head, and then sat down cross-legged.

The old Taoist was so angry that he almost fell off the stone. This kid is taller than me and more comfortable than me!

Hong Yu looked at him with a half-smile, and the old Taoist was furious. He clasped his left middle finger on his knee and covered it under his sleeve, and a dim light condensed on his fingertips.It only takes one flick, and a deadly blood hole will appear in the head of the Leopard King.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he had unintentionally injured Hong Yu's men and horses just now, and he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and opened his fingers lightly.

But Hong Yu said, "The beauty who played the piano last night and your good tea, senior, let's get them out together."

The old-fashioned seven orifices smoked: "Hong Yu, are you still shameless?!"