Chapter 1308 During the Seven Days, the Meeting of Tushan

After Longhu Mountain was destroyed, the God of Mountains and Waters was commanded by Tiannu Jue to re-mobilize the earth's energy and restore it to its original shape. It echoes directly between the layers of mountain rocks, layer upon layer.

It's almost like adding a reverb.

It resounded in the ears of every Taoist disciple on Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Ruosu looked at the smiling old Taoist in front of him, his mouth was trembling, and he stretched out a finger in his right hand, pointing at the guy in front of him, "You, you, you..." After talking for a long time, he couldn't utter a stable sentence. Even his throat was trembling.

He was here just now, remembering the old friend who finally made a sword, recalling the hundred years of friendship, he couldn't help but feel sad, especially when he thought of those memories in the past, he was very sad, took out the long-preserved wine and poured it on the old man at that time. After severely injuring the place where the soul drew the sword, he sighed regretfully:

"Although the Tao is growing, the old man is also withering."

"Walk alone."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, now that you have left, there are so many ascetics in the world, who else can joke with this old man, can have a frank relationship with this old man... Boya Ziqi is nothing more than that."

"Let's go all the way, Fellow Daoist Lin."

"In the future, there will be fewer people in my generation."

"And my past experience, but in the end only I know, and finally drink a glass of wine..."

He spoke his mind.

Friends have been friends for a lifetime, people in China have always been reserved, and many things will not be said face to face.

Today he said many things that he would not have said in front of Lin Shouyi.

It can be seen that the grief and melancholy in my heart are beyond words.

Sighing sadly, when he turned around, he saw that familiar face.

He was looking at himself with a big smile on his old face.

The sadness on Zhang Ruosu's face gradually solidified bit by bit.

"Damn!!!"

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But time went back to the present, facing Zhang Ruosu's trembling fingers, Lin Shouyi smiled all over his face, and said:

"What am I...why, don't you know me?"

"Oh, do you want this?"

Lin Shouyi smiled and took out a copy of Shangqing Lingbao Zong's quick-acting heart-relief pill from his sleeve robe, put it in Zhang Ruosu's palm, and closed his fingers one by one very intimately, and patted: "It's okay, fellow Daoist Zhang, If you have anything on your mind, you can tell me directly."

"You don't need to pour the wine on the ground. It's a pity. Just give it to me."

"In return, this medicine is enough."

While speaking, Lin Shouyi tossed it in his hand. It turned out to be a special recording pen.

Zhang Ruosu's mouth twitched.

His Taoism is stronger than that of Lin Shouyi.

But this Lin Shouyi got the chance, his own aura was no different from the aura of the natural plants and trees in this world, plus Zhang Ruosu was feeling melancholy just now, so he didn't notice this old guy for a while, and was touched behind him by this guy.

Thinking of what he said in grief just now, the corners of Zhang Ruosu's mouth twitched.

Black history!

This old boy, don't learn well!

When did you learn Tushan Fox's technique?

Lin Shouyi smiled and tossed the recording pen in his hand, looking at Zhang Tianshi who was in his twenties in front of him, he was almost scared to death by this guy who suddenly rejuvenated, but at this moment he was relying on himself With a light body and a talent like the bark of an old tree, he forcibly tensed his expression, and his heart beat wildly to the level where he almost wanted to take a quick-acting heart-rescuing pill, but he calmly said:

"Zhang Daoyou, how are you?"

Zhang Ruosu glanced at his dark history, took a deep breath, and forced a smile:

"Of course, yes."

When Wei Yuanjun arrived, what he saw was the smiling picture of these two looking at each other. After the initial shock, when he asked why Lin Shouyi was able to recover, the old Taoist Fuxu said with emotion: "Since you asked , the old Taoist naturally can't hide it anymore, I was already going out of my mind."

"It's Wei..."

The old man's voice paused, but he changed his words after all: "It was Yuanshi Tianzun who fished my soul and true spirit thousands of years ago, so that my true spirit was preserved intact, and then put my soul into a tree Among the old trees, they waited for a thousand years on Wudang Mountain before reappearing."

"However, according to my feeling, I should have come out after a hundred years."

"It's just that I was in a deep sleep, and I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a force that blessed me and woke me up..."

Wei Yuanjun's expression suddenly became tense.

Lin Shouyi stroked his beard hesitantly and said, "Maybe it's Tianzun."

"Besides him, I really can't imagine who else has such great power."

"Who else can wake me up so easily."

"After all, the place where the old man lived was also planted by Tianzun himself."

The spiritual plant planted by Tianzun himself is waiting for a thousand years on Wudang Mountain.

Listen to the millennium chanting of the Zhenwu Jiangmo Dojo.

This kind of good fortune and foundation, even if it is placed in mythology, is extremely deep.

Wei Yuanjun's expression changed slightly, then he let out a sigh of relief, and murmured: "It's him, it really is him...he's not in danger, that's great..."

Her voice faltered, and then she seemed to notice that she seemed to be behaving differently than in the past, and noticed Wu Zhiqi's strange gaze, her expression paused slightly, she clenched her fist, and coughed against her lips, still with a solemn expression:

"I mean, it's really great, so I can personally ask him for what he owes me!"

Wu Zhiqi sneered, and said, "Sure enough, it's very similar to Zhu Jiuyin and that dragon girl."

"you……!"

Wei Yuanjun first planned to refute, but immediately thought of the choice he would eventually face, his expression paused, and then he became sad again, but it was rare that he did not refute Wu Zhiqi.

Lin Shouyi caressed his beard and said, "However, I heard from Zhang Daoyou that the next day is the engagement of Tian Zun."

"It should not be a few days."

"how?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, let's go today, what do you two think?"

Wei Yuanjun's expression froze slightly.

………………

After all, Wei Yuanjun didn't choose to agree, and didn't go immediately. Zhang Ruosu and Lin Shouyi are both mature characters. Although they didn't understand why the girl in front of him was hesitating, they didn't say much or ask more questions. They just chatted a few words. Instead, stay.

Lin Shouyi had a special status in the upper Qing sect, especially high.

He suddenly regained consciousness, which was an earth-shaking event for Shang Qingzong. In the past few days, many Taoists came and went, and Wei Yuanjun sat on the mountainside of Longhu Mountain, I stayed for several days.

Finally, when the sun rose on the seventh day, Wei Yuanjun's eyes moved and regained their brilliance. She stretched out her palm, patted her face lightly, and then let out a long breath, slightly The stinging pain and the chilly morning air made her wake up gradually. Looking at the rising sun, she murmured to herself:

"No matter what, you still have to face it."

"It doesn't mean that you can run away if you run away."

"If that's the case, just go straight ahead and smash this predicament to pieces!"

A sneer came from behind: "I thought you couldn't make it through this hurdle."

"This looks a bit like that guy."

Wu Zhiqi looked at her playfully with his hands on his shoulders.

Wei Yuanjun rolled his eyes at him, and said: "I am stronger than him!"

Her voice paused, as if she couldn't even convince herself.

So he had no choice but to add the next best thing: "At least in this matter."

"I'm stronger than him!"

This sentence is justified, wearing a white and blue Taoist robe interlaced with two colors, tied his hair with a wooden hairpin, then raised the long spear inserted upside down beside him, and washed it with the clear spring water in the mountain Keep your face clean.

Wu Zhiqi laughed a few times, casually summoned clouds to rise, and signaled Wei Yuanjun to stand up.

When she stood still, she raised her hand to move the cloud, and she traversed an extremely long distance in just an instant, before she arrived at Qingqiu Country of Tu Shan Clan. Today is the time of engagement, and the entire Tu Shan Clan has already dressed up. With a new look, joy can be seen everywhere, and the old Tianshi and Lin Shouyi have also arrived.

Looking inside from the door, it can be said that the Qingqiu Fox Country is extremely lively at the moment. It can be said that almost everyone who knows Wei Yuan has come. Upon invitation, even Zhang Hao, the former disciple on Longhu Mountain who lost his mana, sat there.

On the left is Lin Linger, and on the right is Xiao Yuer.

Zhang Hao smiled wryly.

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Wei Yuanjun has sharp eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Hao, who often goes to the museum for dinner, is somewhat not used to the style of this Tushan fox country.

But the old professor Dong Yuefeng next to him was more relaxed.

This is also Wei Yuan's original acquaintance, who once witnessed the whole story of the Emperor Shi Huang's Mausoleum with his own eyes.

But also after waking up one day, he found a letter on the table.

The old professor was so curious that he never noticed the little foxes sneaking away from the window.

Originally it was just an engagement ceremony for an old friend, but I never thought that today, in the big dream, there are six little foxes directly carrying a sedan chair, and then hehehe hehe forcibly carried his true spirit over. After that, I drank a glass of wine and settled down.

Although the realm of cultivation has not reached the realm of the soul leaving the body, it is no different from ordinary people.

There is no fear at the moment.

He just pulled the sleeve of the fox next to him, and then asked the old fox curiously, saying that he can skip food for a few days, and he doesn’t have to look at spiritual fruits. All kinds of historical books and classics that came down? It is said that the Tu Shan family had the same origin as the human race in ancient times. If they can read the history books, it may also supplement the various historical materials.

The old fox over there looked strange and said that there were no history books.

But if you have anything you want to know, just ask, and you will know it by counting up to five hundred years.

If it doesn't work for more than five hundred years, then you have to ask your grandfather.

If it goes further up, only Grandma Nvjiaozu may know.

Dong Yuefeng stroked his beard and nodded, just looking at the old fox with white hair and beard falling on the back of his feet, he couldn't help but think, this old fox is already too old, the grandma he was talking about, then what? How old and old a vixen must be?

The foxes who still have the charm next to them regret that when the previous Tianzun came to Qingqiu country, they could not understand the meaning of the old ancestor. If they knew that the young people who came here had such great courage and status now, they were forced to do so. To prescribe medicine, he had to let his own fox girls climb onto Tianzun's bed and destroy his six thousand year Yuanyang.

Be good, don't mention the extraordinary status you will get later.

Just talking about the Qi of Yuanyang, what a great progress in practice!

Oops, lost, lost! If I had known earlier, it would be better to push away those thin-skinned little girls, and I will do it myself.

I just don't know why, when I think of this place.

I always felt like I was being watched by two eyes from behind, I was so cold, I couldn't help shivering, even the things I thought of just now seemed a little less interesting, like I took a sip, no, It was like being forced into a large bowl of legendary Mengpo soup, and I lost my impression in an instant.

Next to it is a somewhat rough and simple notation, but full of spirituality, Puppet A.

People come and go, very lively.

The more lively it was, the more flustered Wei Yuanjun felt in his heart.

There was some hesitation in the previous decision.

Wei Yuanjun held the weapon.

It seemed that only the cold touch of the weapon in her hand could calm her down.

Wu Zhiqi suddenly said to himself: "Something is wrong..."

PS: The first update today...