Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 324
Under the setting sun, beside the ancient road, weeds surround the pavilion.

Pedestrians on the road rest here, and when they see the pavilion, they know that the village is not far away.

The pavilion is not big, and there are long lounge chairs, all of which are made of wood, for people to rest.

Ding Dang sat on the edge of a railing, tied his long hair slowly, took out a cold steamed bun that was frozen stiff, crushed it little by little, and went to feed a little fox.

There was a scholar next to him who looked at it strangely, so he posted it and watched it for a long time.

The scholar didn't speak until Ding Dang finished feeding the whole steamed bun.

"Brother, you fox looks really clever, but you are a domesticated one?"

"No, I caught it in the mountains. Why, do you want to buy it? At least this amount!"

Ding Dang stretched out two fingers and shook them.

The scholar smiled shyly and said:
"I'm short of money, and besides, this fox is not worth 2000 taels."

Ding Dang shook his head and said:
"It's not 2000 taels, it's 20 taels. If it's sent to the capital, it can be doubled! After all, this is a mature fox, the cub of a fox fairy. No fox can compare."

"I saw that this dear man has a lot of money and some good friends, so I discounted it by 20 taels, and I bought it for you!"

Without any explanation, Ding Dang sent the little fox to the scholar's arms, then opened his bag, and took out a letter wrapped in cloth.

"This letter is worth 20 taels, and it belongs to me!"

The scholar subconsciously held the little fox bumping around in his arms, and stared at Ding Dang dumbfounded, as if he had never seen such a strong buyer and seller.

When he saw the handsome young man in front of him pull out the letter, he quickly refused:
"No, no, this letter was entrusted to me by someone else, it's not mine."

Ding Dang smiled, took a step back, and moved away from the scholar's hand.

"Whoever sends this letter will not send it, even if it is given to you, you will just have a meal. At most, the host will let you stay for a night."

He pointed at the little white fox in the scholar's arms, smiling mysteriously.

"You exchanged this little guy with me, among other things, but you have sold the great affection of that Su lady, and you will be able to rise to the top. In the future, you must thank me for giving you good fortune today."

The book was so angry that he got up and wanted to come back to get the letter. In this small pavilion, which was only five or six steps wide and narrow, he swayed left and right, jumped up and down, saw figures flying every now and then, heard the wind of clothes dancing, and was stunned to grab a piece of clothes. no.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, you really didn't suffer from this matter, just go home and wait patiently, it will come true soon..."

After the clear laughter, I saw a figure, wearing a cold light, going straight to the sky.

"I'm... I ran into Xianyuan?"

The scholar who was still in the pavilion only suspected that he was still in a dream, until the little white fox in his arms bit him dissatisfied.

"Hey, why are you still biting?"

He dealt with the fox in a hurry, holding it in his palm like a baby and coaxing it.

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In Su County, ten miles away, there is the altar of the Guanting River Shrine.

This is a very famous land only in the local area. He is quite miraculous and has appeared frequently.

It is said that if people who pass by here are disrespectful, they will dance wildly, go crazy, run into the mountains, and become tigers.

The locals did not dare to be disrespectful.

On this day, in the evening, a ray of sword light fell from the sky, falling not far from the altar of the Guanting River Shrine.

The sword light gradually faded, and the figure of a young man in Tsing Yi appeared from it, and there was no one around to see him.

"After only flying for a dozen miles, I have consumed [-]% of my true energy, but I can't even run a horse..."

For the past two days, Ding Dang tried to fly with the sword in the sky, but the result was not very satisfying to him.

The way for sword immortals of his lineage to fly with the sword is to turn the sword energy into a kind of light, wrap itself in it and shuttle in it, even if there is no real sword, he can still fly.

The disadvantage is that it is very slow, and consumes too much of its true energy. Flying with Ding Dang's skill is comparable to that of a nasty horse running on flat ground. .

"It's already there, I saw it from above, let me think about it, there should be a big rock right in front of this temple..."

Walking around the Guanting Temple, Ding Dang saw a pile of rocks by the river, five or six people high, with some weeds and dirt on it.

"There should be a hanging vine here...I found it!"

Ding Dang stepped forward and found a hanging vine hanging between the cracks in the stone, and stepped forward to buckle the vine a few times.

Then, he stood there and waited.

Soon, two people walked out of the river on the waves, and when they came to the shore, their clothes were not wet at all.

"What's the matter with the visitor?"

"I am delivering the letter."

Ding Dang looked as usual, not surprised, just passed the letter.

The two men took the letter and left without saying much, turning their heads and leaving.

I saw them walking into the river step by step, the last wave hit and submerged the two people's heads.

"Well, according to my calculations, Jiang Shen should be entertaining a group of talented scholars tonight, and he probably wants to see me later. The most he can leave this opportunity for is a meal and some thanks."

"It would be very different if it was me..."

Ding Dang looked up at three feet above his head.

A dark blue canopy is half-hidden and half-revealed, with silk necklaces hanging down, strands of golden auspiciousness are the skeleton, and various patterns of auspicious clouds are dotted on the umbrella surface.

Soon, the two men dressed as servants went back and forth, and said to Ding Dang on the shore:

"Uncle Jiang wants to see you!"

Ding Dang nodded, and followed the two people down the water, showing a bluestone path. At the end of the road, you can see houses and pavilions built under the water.

The divine power of Jiangshen separated the river water, this place is like the land, the surroundings are bright and majestic, looking around you don't know where the light source is.

The two servants led Ding Dang into a spacious hall, and sat down at the last seat, where tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks were already set up, and there were exquisite dishes, snacks, dried fruits and other treats.

After Ding Dang took the seat, he looked at the field. There were not many people, only more than 40 people. They were all young people. They were all in their 20s, [-], or even in their early [-]s. , Ding Dang pales in comparison.

"Today coincides with Benbo's birthday. The guests at the conference, whether you have received invitations from Benbo, or came here after hearing the news, or coincidentally, are all Benbo's guests. I would like to respect you all."

Jiang Bo on the main seat stood up to toast, while the guests below all held up the horn cups on the table and drank in one gulp.

After that, there was singing and dancing. There were singers with pipa in their arms playing on stage, and dancers in light tulle dresses who performed dances, stopping a few steps from time to time to sing and sing.

During the singing and dancing, he was drunk with money, and the maid beside him spoke softly and tried to persuade him to drink frequently.

While drunk and half drunk, even if the people present are either rich or noble, they have extraordinary backgrounds, they have seen many scenes, and they can't help but immerse themselves in them, showing a bit of true colors.

At the back of the hall, through the bead curtain, Jiang Bo came here at some point, pointing to the men in the hall, and introducing to the two precious daughters.

"This is Jiangzuo Meilang, who is both excellent in poetry and poetry, and has an extraordinary appearance. Unfortunately, this scholar is weak and sick, and is doomed to die young..."

"The one who is messing around with the maid is the second youngest of the Wang family, a wealthy local family. He usually looks good, and he is good at bowing horses. I heard that he has won the title of Wu Xiucai. I didn't expect him to be so presumptuous when he was drunk... ·········"

"This is the grandson of the old lady's natal family in the Yinjiang Marquis Mansion. He was awarded a scholar last year. He has some literary names and is considered easy to learn. He has no bad deeds..."

The two daughters, one red and the other purple, were wearing under skirts and double buns. They looked slim and graceful, watching intently.

Looking at the half-drunk ugly appearance of these young people on the field, the two sisters covered their mouths with embroidered handkerchiefs to prevent themselves from laughing out loud.

"Hey, don't laugh, be serious. Everyone here was hired with great difficulty for the father. If the two of you are not satisfied with being the father, there will be nothing to do!"

Jiang Bo was a little annoyed, and he flicked them lightly on their foreheads one by one.

"Ouch!"

They cried out in unison.

"Daddy, who is the man at the last table?"

With sharp eyes, the younger sister pointed to the seat near the outside of the hall.

Jiang Bo looked over and saw a young man dozing off carelessly.

"That is········"

He was a little strange, but then remembered.

"This is the person who came to deliver the letter. He invited him into the palace on a whim for his father. I will use my eyes to see his origin."

Jiang Bo circulated his divine power, and then looked over with his eyes.

The Dharma eye can see the past, see the future, discern the coming and going, calculate the future, and clearly understand all kinds of causes and conditions.

But this is very dependent on one's own practice, if the practice is insufficient, one can only see a cloud of fog.

Ding Dang was picking out a few pieces of whitebait flesh that had been cut into cicada wings, and tasting them slowly, when suddenly his eyes lit up, the sky was full of stars, and there were snowflakes everywhere.

"Someone is looking for my origin? It's right there, it's He Bo!"

He frowned slightly, then relaxed again.

This is what the title should mean. How can a father choose a son-in-law for his daughter without finding out the origin of the other party?

But in the end, he was still unhappy, Ding Dang's mind moved, and his true energy surged up, turning into strands of cloud and mist, protecting his whole body.

At the back of the palace, Jiang Bo has already found out Ding Dang's past, including his family background, from the secrets of heaven. When he was about to see more, a thick cloud rose in front of him and covered him.

"You want to cover Benbo's eyes if you're so humble?"

Jiang Bo directly broke through the clouds and mists, and wanted to spy on Ding Dang's past experience.

At this moment, suddenly a figure broke into the eyes.

"Who is spying? I, Ding Lingwei, are here!"

Then, a thunderbolt struck from the sky, deafening his ears and making his legs go weak.

"It turned out to be the descendant of that one."

As soon as his eyes darkened, he took a few steps back and almost fell down.

"Daddy, what's the matter with you?"

"Does it matter?"

The two daughters supported him, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Oh, it's okay, I just lost my strength as a father, and this son's background is also extraordinary!"

"Looking at this son as a father, he has a dignified body, a well-groomed face, and a hidden greenness. He can be called a gentleman in white clothes, a prince in common clothes, and a first-class romantic figure in troubled times."

"This is the one who is waiting for the Father!"

"Shinto has always changed with the times. Whenever human nature changes, we can't escape. We always have to make friends with these heroes, so that we can hope to survive the changes safely."

"As for the courtesy and foreign things, if you give it up, you will give it up. Are you afraid that there will be no return in the future?"

Guanting Jiangshen said to his daughter with a smile.

"For example, in the past dynasties, the matter of dragon kings marrying daughters in various places, do you think anyone can have this qualification? It's nothing more than making friends with human heroes and showing off their miraculous powers so as not to be affected by the flames of war."

"It's a pity that I only have you two precious daughters as my father. I don't have enough time for my own love. How can I be willing to marry outside? If not, even I will learn from those Huhai Longjun and marry a daughter..."

After hearing what their father said, the two sisters Su Qianyu and Su Qianyu blushed, and this time they peeped out through the bead curtain again, only to think that this young man was really good-looking, and they were stunned for a while.

"When it comes to this son, I have to say a few more words as a father."

"Although he seems powerless now, there are people in heaven."

"In the sky of the Nine Heavens, Shenxiao is the highest. In the Shenxiao Mansion, only the best among the gods with the highest meritorious deeds in the past have a place, and the new servant of the Shenxiao Mansion is the elder of this son thousands of years ago. .”

"Shenxiao Mansion has a great responsibility and has not been fully staffed. This position of servant has been vacant for a million years. I don't want it to be taken by Ding Lingwei, the Immortal of Baihe this time. It is really incomprehensible!"

"My father is just a small person, and the land that can't be ranked in the world is just playing prestige on this one-acre three-point land by the river. Others respect me, they still call me a god, and those who don't respect me call me Mao God, Mao God with hair, isn't he just a little god with the size of an ox hair!"

Guanting Jiangshen laughed at himself, hugged his two daughters, and prevented them from watching.

"This boy from the Ding family is really of a high family background. He is not a good match for the two of you. I have explained everything clearly for my father. Do you understand?"

Everyone in the world says Jiang Bo is good, but who knows Jiang Bo's troubles?
It was also a mistake that the two daughters were born too well.

"After a while, you will go to toast as agreed in advance. If you like it, you will send a token and agree on the date of marriage proposal."

The two sisters Su Qianyu and Su Qianyu blushed with embarrassment, twisted the embroidered handkerchief with both hands, but nodded gently.

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(End of this chapter)