Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 2 Returning to the Palace
Even though it was early summer in June, it was snowing here.

The top of Huashan Mountain has been like this for thousands of years, covered in silver all year round.

On such a thousand-foot peak, there are palaces standing, with clouds and mist drifting, elegant and bright, like the residence of immortals.

Most of the people here are also beautiful, with the love of heaven and earth in one.All of them are dressed in silver robes, with thin jade rings hanging from their waists. As they walk around, they jingle, the sound is clear and crisp, like a jingling spring.

At the mountainside, a group of female priests stopped their horses and sent them to the stables, where they were handed over to the deacon disciples at the mountainside for safekeeping.

It was not until seeing this majestic palace that the hearts of all the disciples were relieved.

"Walk."

The middle-aged female Taoist woman held a sword in her left hand and hugged a red-wrapped baby in her right hand. She glanced at the child in her hand and tightened her right hand.

Then Zhanpao turned over and stepped lightly, letting out the true energy, and the light blue true energy instantly condensed into a gossip shape, like jade like a plate, but it was a little fragile. With one step, the female Taoist rushed upwards for more than ten feet, her robes fluttered, and a few strands of untied long hair came out of the Taoist bun, fluttering in the wind.

Seen from a distance, this female priest has long clothes with wide sleeves, long fluttering hair, and a beautiful face like a painting, really looks like a fairy, beautiful and beautiful.

All the disciples followed suit and flew into the sky.

Chunyang Hall
A thin old man with white hair and a childlike face casually half-lyed on the head seat, his robes were like a wide quilt, and they were draped loosely on his body without tidying up, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and it took a full cup of tea time to finish breathing. The movement is like a tortoise sleeping.

A young Taoist sat upright at the bottom, holding a teapot in his hand. He was very skilled in soaking water, warming the cup, sprinkling ingredients, and removing oil. The etiquette is in place without soiling the clothes.

This Taoist man has upright facial features and a resolute expression. He is clearly in his forties, but there is no trace of wrinkle. His hair is black and shiny, his skin is delicate and bronze-colored, he is dressed in a white robe with a blue lining, and his shirt is covered with silver and white runes. The cuffs are rolled up Delicate black border, the inner buckle is embroidered with the three characters of "Li Wangsheng" in gold.

"Master."

After drinking the tea, the Taoist spoke.

"Why, don't you eradicate the Xingxiu lineage?"

'bang'

The teacup was obviously lightly placed on the table, but it made an extremely loud sound.

This lineage of Xingxiu caused chaos in the Kanto area, and invaded the coast with the Japanese pirates, burning, killing, prostitution, and looting.

Although they did this to obtain goods for the disciples to cultivate, but there is a way to get money, not even for business, even if they are real thieves, they have their own rules.

But this Xingxiu faction is just a group of people who don't follow the rules.

But this time, their master let go of their head, Qianqiuzi, not to mention that this villain's attempt to steal Chunyang martial arts is a capital crime, even if he is let go, this guy's evil skills should be abolished!

Letting it go so easily, I don't know how many lives will be killed in the future.

The more I think about it, the more incomprehensible this thought becomes.

Because of this, this Taoist, who has always been strict in etiquette, would behave disrespectfully towards his master uncharacteristically.

The old man in the first place glanced at his second disciple, shook his head slightly, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Slowly sat up straight, picked up the cup, and moved outward with the left hand, the snow on the tree "crashed" into a bunch of snow lines, and gathered into the cup.

Holding the cup in his right hand, there was no movement, the snow in the cup turned into a cup of clear water, and after a while, a light mist rose up, and the dust in the snow also dispersed with the mist, showing the old man's extremely high skill, There is no fluctuation at all between actions.

The Taoist next to him was obviously used to seeing this scene, so he was not surprised, but just looked directly at his master, looking for an answer.

The old man's eyes followed the light mist and moved to the east, sitting quietly without speaking.

The Taoist also sat up straight.

Suddenly, the old man asked.

"Is it 20 years?"

Although the question was a rhetorical question, his tone was filled with certain emotions. Obviously, although the old man lived for more than 180 years, he believed in his memory very much.

The middle-aged Taoist was taken aback for a moment, and when he understood, his expression was a little sad, and he also looked towards the east.

"Yes. It's been 20 years."

After saying this, the Taoist seemed to understand something. He stopped staring at the old man and his eyebrows were half closed, obviously recalling something.

The old man didn't interrupt, but quietly sipped the water in his hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb lightly with his left hand, and murmured, "Hurry up."

After a while, the Taoist woke up from his memories. Xu knew something, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. It was his master, who had been in the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years and couldn't stand any tricks. He was known as Lu Chunyang and Lu Dongbin. , After all, there are some selfishness.

Gradually retracting his gaze from a distance, he glanced at the mountain gate, and the old man said: "Yun'er and the others are back."

Lingxu Palace

A handsome young Taoist sits in front of the alchemy furnace, fanning the fire with one hand, and slapping the furnace wall with the other. The alchemy furnace is in the shape of a gourd, with two stomachs and a mouth full of breath. , the furnace shook, and a few round green pills flew out of the furnace, dripping into the gourd beside it.

Qingxiu Taoist watched this scene, but didn't say anything, just shook the gourd with a complacent expression on his face, listening to the voice inside, his heart was filled with joy.

"Completed the mission of the teacher, and refined three more."

The delicate Taoist tilted his head and thought for a while, maybe he was thinking of someone, his face turned red, and he looked a little shy.

"Give the extra three coins to Yuyuan. She seems to have encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation recently, and she didn't tell me. She really thought I couldn't see what was wrong, and she always looked depressed."

When it comes to the person he likes, even if it's unrequited love or talking to himself, the delicate Taoist can't stop, he talks a lot, it's not like the usual introverted appearance who can't say a word after asking three sentences.

Think about your alchemy skills again, hey, you are more confident!
Thinking of this, Dao Nian moved slightly, scanned it a few times, and let out a light snort.

"Nephew Yun and the others are back, no one was injured, it seems to be going well."

"Well, Yuyuan is fine."

The voice fell silent again.

The middle-aged female Taoist hugged the child wrapped in red cloth, and walked towards the Chunyang Hall in three steps and two steps. When she reached the place, she pushed the door away without knocking and walked in. She quickly knelt and sat in front of the first table. Gently put the child on the table.

Li Wangsheng frowned at the side because she didn't follow the etiquette to report before entering. However, it was not a big deal in the first place, and it was nothing in the Taoist sect, which is famous for its casualness. The leader, Lu Chunyang, was paralyzed on the front seat and gasping like mud. Are you going to sleep?

Just for some reason, he brought a child back.

Xu noticed that a disciple was coming. The old man straightened his clothes, wiped his saliva, and woke up before the Taoist nun was about to leave the table. He looked at the child on the table with the same suspicion as Li Wangsheng, and smelled the cloth wrapped in the cloth. There was a faint smell of blood, and his expression changed from doubt to flat.

These days, it is not uncommon for the whole family to die and only the children survive in the frontier.

But the Taoist nun in front of her always maintained a dignified expression, she didn't say much, and first unwrapped the child's red package.

On the jade pendant, there is engraved the word 'night' with iron and silver hooks.

The old man's expression was casual, and he didn't say much, but Li Wangsheng who was on the side let out an 'oh'.

"Ye? This character has the same shape and different sounds. When it is used as a surname, there are often two pronunciations. I just don't know if this child is from the Ye (hei) family in southern Shaanxi, or the Ye (yi) family in northwest Shaanxi?"

The middle-aged Taoist nun shook her head, expressing her ignorance, and respectfully handed the jade pendant to the Taoist with both hands.

Li Wangsheng took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully, frowned, and muttered: "Rough jade with red carvings, black and gold patterns, passed down from the Ye (yi) family."

Lifting his head to look at the old man, Li Wangsheng said: "The Ye family is a big family that the Tang army placed in the northwest. Today's Longyou Road Walking is the Ye family. It's not very good to accept it, so let's send it back."

The old man glanced casually, signaling them to decide for themselves.

It was obvious that Li Wangsheng was gradually delegating power to Li Wangsheng.

But the middle-aged nun shook her head, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said five words.

The old man who was lying casually as if he didn't care about anything stood up immediately, his eyes were wide open, the true energy around his body suddenly burst, his clothes fluttered, even half of his jade bun was broken, maybe he moved In the grand space between heaven and earth, 33 layers of clouds and sky dissipate into gas and are pushed aside, as if a road leading directly to heaven and earth has been opened above the Chunyang Hall, and ring-shaped black clouds are formed around it due to the drift of gas.

In the palace, light blue true energy spread horizontally and vertically, forming a huge semicircle that enveloped the old man's body, and it took four or five breaths to calm down.

Li Wangsheng, who had a somewhat casual expression at first, automatically formed a ball of Zuowang Zhenqi to protect him against this fluctuation. Even though he was not at the peak state of breaking through time and space like an old man, the Zhenqi around his body was difficult to control. There was also constant excitement in my heart, and my neat robes were a little scattered, but I didn't care and kept mumbling.

"It's actually rare in a thousand years. It's innate...inner energy."

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