White Bone Monkey King

After Jin An put away the book, he kindly left Mr. Yi and Mr. Zhong to drink and reminisce.

At the wine table, Jin An asked a question in his mind: "Since Senior Zhong has reshaped his body and is now a human being instead of a yin god, why did Mr. Yi and Zhong Qian come to our Taoist temple in the dead of night like before?"

Zhong Laosan swayed the lotus leaves on his head, looking funny and interesting. While picking up the stewed chicken and mushrooms stewed by the old Taoist priest, he said with a smooth mouth: "There is no way, after all, after so many years of death, humans and ghosts have different paths, so short There is still some time that cannot be changed.”

Mr. Yi added an explanation: "There is another reason. Our wife has repeatedly asked us to hand over the gifts to Taoist Priest Jin'an in person. There are so many people during the day that there may be something wrong, so we made a special trip to look for traces of people in the thick darkness at night." Come to the Five Zang Taoist Temple on rare occasions."

Jin An nodded in understanding and continued to entertain the two of them warmly.

It was indeed a long time since these people had seen each other. The host and guest had a great time enjoying the meal. During the dinner, glasses and cups were exchanged, and they continued eating and drinking until around dawn. Mr. Yi looked up at the sky, and the two of them said goodbye.

Jin An and the old Taoist priests saw off the guests warmly, all the way to the gate of the Taoist temple.

"Taoist Jin An, Taoist Chen, you don't need to see each other off anymore. Zhong Laosan and I live outside the capital. We have a long trip and we have a lot of time to get together." Mr. Yi and the two asked Jin An not to see each other off anymore.

Jin An was surprised: "Why did Mr. Yi and Senior Zhong leave Wuzhou Mansion and move to the capital? You two seniors came to the capital, but your wife is also in the capital?"

Zhong Laosan said bluntly without thinking: "Of course."

"Mr. Yi and I came to Beijing this time to follow our wife."

Before leaving, Zhong Laosan could not help but point his curious finger at the stone statue of the Hundred-Eyed Taoist Lord standing at the entrance of the Taoist Temple, and asked Jin An why this was the Hundred-Eyed Evil God? Is he really a gatekeeper?

So Jin An introduced in detail the origin of this stone statue and its purpose of delivering children. As expected, the two of them showed the same surprised expression as the others.

"Taoist Jin'an has a kind heart and a broad mind. This evil god follows you, Taoist Jin'an, to wash away your sins. That is its blessing." Zhong Laosan said, shaking his head.

Mr. Yi laughed loudly and said with a cheerful expression: "Taoist Jin An is still familiar with his character and does not act according to common sense. No one can guess what Taoist Jin An is thinking."

"Taoist Master Jin'an and Taoist Chen, please come back. It's getting late, so the two of us will leave now. What happened at Wu Zang Taoist Temple today, Zhong Laosan and I will report it to my wife word for word. If our wife hears This interesting incident will definitely praise Taoist Jin An’s intelligence from the bottom of his heart.”

"You must say goodbye after a long journey. Taoist Master Jin'an, don't say goodbye. Go back to the Taoist temple and rest early."

The night was refreshing. Seeing Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan disappear at the end of Fangshi, the old Taoist priest suddenly said with emotion: "If Mr. Yiyun is a sword-wielding Confucian scholar who loves to fight against injustice, Master Qingxi is a cold fairy with a white coffin." That one is a virtuous housekeeper. It is said that a good wife and husband will prevent troubles at home. First there is the Tongxin Lock, then the Kunwu Sword, and now someone has ordered someone to send a book about Qimen Dunjia from a certain mountain gate. There will always be unforeseen consequences for you, little brother. Layout, what more can a husband ask for when he has such a wife?"

Jin An said speechlessly: "Old Taoist, I think you drank too much today. Let the autumn wind blow at night, and the alcohol hit your head. You were a little unconscious and started talking nonsense."

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Taoist temple backyard.

Chia Jian has been guarding the door of Jin'an's wing to protect the congratulatory gifts sent by the famous families today.

In the wing room where Jin An lived, Jin An took out the gift ledger and first found out the congratulatory gifts from the people with whom he had the best relationship, such as Zhenren Qingxi, Mr. Yiyun, and Uncle Lin.

Regarding the opening of gifts, how could this excitement be without the old Taoist priest and Fatty Li? They were the most active in congratulating gifts from Master Qingxi and Mr. Yiyun.

The first is the long wooden box given by Mr. Yiyun.

According to Qi Bo, this was carefully selected and prepared by Mr. Yiyun, and he spent a lot of energy on it. He was almost late for the opening ceremony today.

The wooden box was heavy in my hand. When I opened the wooden box, I found a bronze sword with complicated runes lying flat inside. This bronze sword has been around for a long time and gives people an ancient and heavy atmosphere at a glance.

Just like bronze vessels, they have been given an innate sense of historical depth by history.

"Eh? Why is it a sword? Little brother, you already have a Kunwu sword. Why does Master Yiyun want to give you a sword?" The old Taoist priest was surprised.

"Does it have any special meaning?" Fatty Li stretched his neck out of curiosity to look at the knife.

"Little brother, look quickly. There is a letter in the knife box. It must be from Mr. Yiyun. Quickly see what is written on the letter paper?" The old Taoist priest pointed at the knife box.

"Sure enough, there is a letter." Fatty Li was surprised and urged Jin An to open it and take a look.

The handwriting on the letter was indeed left by Mr. Yiyun. There were not many words. Jin An quickly read it: "It turns out that this sword is called the Shang Fu Tiger Beast Mask Slashing Divine Sword! As the name suggests, this sword has a great background. It is actually A magical weapon passed down from the Shang Dynasty!"

"A magical weapon passed down from the Shang Dynasty?"

"But the Shang Dynasty where the last generation of Emperors lived!"

The old Taoist priest exclaimed.

"Yeah." Jin An nodded while reading the letter.

The old Taoist priest asked what else was written in the letter?

"Master Yiyun has long noticed that the Kunwu sword in my hand often damages the enemy by one thousand and damages eight hundred, and is not suitable for use in battles. The first weapon I had in Chang County was the tiger soul sword, so I specially found a Shang Fuhu sword. I have the beast-marked God-Decapitating Sword as a backup, so that I don’t have to suffer severe pain from the Kunwu Sword’s shock every time.”

"Master Yiyun is really interested." Jin An handed the letter to the old Taoist priest.

It's just that Mr. Yiyun didn't know more details. Kunwu Sword can actually help him practice and beat his body. If Kunwu Sword is strong, he will be strong, so he has always conferred the title of Kunwu Sword.

However, he accepted the gift from Master Yiyun with great satisfaction. The first weapon, the Tiger Soul Saber, was lost in the tomb of the Lord of the Teng Kingdom under the river in Yinyi, which indeed made him feel a little regretful. Shangfu's Tiger Beast Face Pattern The Zhanshen Sword also has the character tiger, which somewhat fills up some of the regrets in my heart.

Moreover, the Shang Dynasty, where the last generation of human emperors lived, made this sword inherently extraordinary and mysterious, and Jin An couldn't put it down to play with it.

No wonder Chibber said to spend more time carefully selecting.

Regardless of the origin of this knife, its name, or how to make up for the regrets in my heart, it took a lot of effort and a lot of thought.

The old Taoist priest clicked his tongue and exclaimed while reading the letter: "According to reports, the Shang Fu tiger beast mask pattern was a sacrificial rune in the Shang Dynasty, and it has the miraculous effect of channeling gods and killing gods. Little brother, do you have any special feeling when holding the sword? "

Clang!

The bronze sword is unsheathed.

This bronze sword passed down from the ancient Shang Dynasty has undergone earth-shaking changes in the Bank Valley. The surface inevitably shows traces of decay over time and is covered with patina. However, it still cannot cover up the sharp edge of the Shang Fuhu beast-faced God-cutting Sword, causing the hair to break.

"It's indeed a good sword!" Fatty Li looked envious. He was a martial arts practitioner and could see the extraordinary quality of this bronze sword at a glance.

"Congratulations to Taoist Master Jin An for getting another magic weapon today. It seems that he will be called the Double Sword Martial Arts Immortal from now on."