Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 41: Qingxuan View
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After pondering for a while, the chief of the road cleaner ordered the nearby villagers to find a place to bury the corpse of the old man. As for the spirit-thirsty zombies themselves, they are poisonous and cannot be disposed of at will. They resist the nauseating corpse smell. Wei, stepped forward and took out a green-yellow jade gourd, and then a burst of flames shot into the sky, burning the spirit-thirsty zombie's body with crackling noises. At this time, Zhao Jiuge looked at the jade gourd and looked greedy again.
Along with the strong smell of rotting corpses, the surrounding people kept backing away, and a thick gray smoke continued to rise and float into the air. When everything was done, the road was long and tight. Only then did his face soften.
Then I talked to the surrounding villagers about the haunting thing because of crooked demons and evil ways in this place. Now the demons have been eliminated, and there is no need to worry in the future. The crowd suddenly cheered, fearing for many days, and now they have figured out the truth. , People subconsciously filled with happy smiling faces.
Susu and Zhao Jiuge, who have been standing by and watching quietly, saw the cheering and smiling faces of the villagers at this time, and the two also showed their smiles. Zhao Jiuge also has a sense of accomplishment in his heart, eager to be strong, if he can bring It was such a beautiful thing to swim with the girl beside her all over the mountains and rivers, except for all the injustices in the world.
Qingrong Town.
Located in a small town a few hundred miles in Dongyang City, the mountain town is not big, and the radius is only tens of miles. There are only hundreds of households, but the street is full of people, shops, and smoke. Yes, Zhao Jiuge, who has been spending time in the wild today, suddenly felt like a world away.
After a long journey, Dao Master Yiqing brought Zhao Jiuge and Susu to Qingrong Town. Along the way, the leader of the Qing Dynasty kept telling the people nearby and the strange and interesting things nearby, making Zhao Jiuge and Susu laugh, and later Zhao Jiuge was suspicious in his heart. Excessive enthusiasm.
On the other hand, the two little Dao boys who followed a clear Daoist chief did not say anything along the way. They silently followed behind the three, holding the floating dust and the sword in their hands. Zhao Jiuge did not feel spiritual power in them. However, in the rapid pace along the way, their faces did not change and they did not breathe, and they did not even sweat at all.
Stepping on the blue stone bricks on the road in Qingrong Town, feeling the busy atmosphere of the surrounding traffic, accompanied by a girl with a peerless appearance, Zhao Jiuge relaxed in a rare mood, inexplicably good.
At this moment, there were several dog barking sounds not far from the road ahead. From far to near, people on the side of the road all avoided. Zhao Jiuge looked at it aloud in surprise and saw a child rushing forward. When he was about to run in front of everyone, the child probably saw someone blocking the road in front of him. He panicked and fell on the bluestone brick on the ground with a bang.
The bluestone bricks on the road did not come because of the unevenness of the age. When the child got up again, his hands were already rubbed with blood on the ground. After the skin was worn out, the blood became bloody. Two wolfhounds about the same height as a child chased after barking wildly. The wolfhound's eyes shone brightly, and his sharp white teeth appeared.
Zhao Jiuge looked at the child in front of him. His clothes were ragged, his face was full of vegetables, and he was thinner and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, even if his palms were covered with blood, they were tight. Grasping the cloth bag on his waist with his hands, his small hands flushed with force.
Zhao Jiuge took advantage of the gap in the cloth bag around the child's waist to see, only some cold dishes and bones, and a few buns that had been bitten.
When the child got up, he watched that the road ahead was blocked by Zhao Jiuge. The two big wolfhounds behind him were already approaching. I don’t know if they were afraid or painful in their palms. They trembled, and their eyes were begging and panicking. Look.
I don't know how long it was after running. Zhao Jiuge looked at the child's exhausted appearance, and the sound of breathing in his chest was like the sound of pulling a bellows when a country stove was on fire.
"Well, you little beggar, dare to come to the backyard to steal dog food!"
The two wolfhounds have already chased them, barking constantly in front of the children, as if they would come forward to bite the children at any time, and the panicked children were even more frightened at this time. Behind the two big wolf dogs, a fat man was spitting saliva at this time, pointing at the child was a curse. This fat man reminded Zhao Jiuge of Wang Dazhuang!
The appearance of the fat man made Zhao Jiuge look more and more like the bully in the village before, Wang Dazhuang! A silk coat, holding two jade beads in his left hand, spinning and playing with it. There is a jade pendant hanging around his waist, with fat head and big ears, and a raised belly. His face is greasy, and the image of a little beggar is huge. Contrast and contrast.
Zhao Jiuge didn't know if it was because of his hatred for Wang Dazhuang, or because he felt sympathy for the little beggar in front of him. He also thought of what he had to do when he was a child, and his chest was also fluctuating violently.
Zhao Jiuge has been accustomed to being poor since he was a child, and he went to the mountains to hunt for a living at the age of ten. How could he not know that the little beggar in front of him would steal surplus food from other people’s homes just because he wanted to live, even so After a few days, you may not be able to eat a full meal.
Looking at this fat man who looked like Wang Dazhuang with her greasy face, and looking at the two big wolf dogs with sharp white teeth, Zhao Jiuge felt that he couldn't control his emotions, as if he was going back to the night when he killed Wang Dazhuang again. , Became crazy, and couldn't help but a rush of blood surged up in his chest.
"Get out!"
A few steps forward, he guarded the little beggar and yelled at the greasy fat man.
Huh? This fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then discovered that there was no such person as Zhao Jiuge in Qingrong Town. He thought he was from a village from a different place. He immediately sneered, "Just like you, you want to be nosy, and don't ask me who Luo Fugui is! "
Extremely arrogant! After a pause, he then shouted to the two big wolfhounds, "Bite him."
In the loud shout of the fat man, the two big wolfhounds roared again, kicked on their hind legs, leaped on their front legs, opened their sharp teeth, and bit Zhao Jiuge with a fierce light. Just as Luo Fugui hugged his hands on his chest, with a disdainful sneer on his face, thinking that he would wait for Zhao Jiuge and the little beggar to crawl on the ground, or kneel down to beg for mercy, the scene in front of Luo Fugui still has no face. The receding sneers were frozen.
"Dogish things!" The voice was full of cold killing intent without a trace of emotion!
Afterwards, Zhao Jiuge frowned, and kicked his right foot so hard. The big wolf dog swished and flew away. It flew more than ten meters away, fell on the bluestone brick and then slid for more than ten meters, just in Zhao Jiuge When preparing to move towards Luo Fugui also.
"Wuliang Tianzun, let's forget about this matter." Yiqing Daochang twirled his long beard and walked out blankly, then looked at Luo Fugui and said crisply, "It turns out to be Shixiangju The owner of the restaurant, Luo Fugui, can you give me a thin noodle? No matter what."
Luo Fugui was taken aback when he saw the Daoist Chief of the First Purgatory who suddenly came forward, and then he looked respectful, bowed his back slightly, and said flatteringly, "It turned out to be the Chief of the First Purgatory. Now." Seeing Dao Yi Qing nodded lightly, Luo Fugui quickly turned around and twisted his **** and led another big wolf dog along the street. I didn't even dare to put one fart. In fact, I didn't say that the leader of the Qing Dao came out, but Zhao Jiuge was so powerful, and Luo Fugui was shocked!
Immediately, the chief of the Qing Dynasty turned and comforted the angry Zhao Jiuge, "Well, Jiuge, this is the case in the world, the wicked do evil, and they will not be good after death." There is nothing to worry about with such people. Susu also went forward to persuade Zhao Jiuge softly, and decided to have a good chat with Zhao Jiuge tonight.
I didn't pay attention to the two of them, bent down, looked at the little beggar's timid appearance, and softly comforted, "Those things in the bag, I will take you to eat later." The little beggar's eyes widened. Looking at Zhao Jiuge like that, he might feel that the big brother in front of him is not kind, and he nodded uncontrollably and agreed to go with the stranger.
Holding the little beggar's hand, he ignored the leader of the Qing Dao and Susu and took the lead. Susu was a little helpless, feeling this wood is still angry with him!
The Taoist temple in the southwest of Qingrong Town.
In the courtyard of seven or eight entrances, there is a gray stone archway gate several feet high in front of the Taoist temple. There are two stone sculptures of lions on both sides. Behind the gate is a double empty red gate with Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish on the wall. There is a golden plaque hanging above the gate with three large characters, Qingxuanguan.
Everyone walked to the door, and the two older Taoist priests on both sides of the red door tilted their backs, bent over, and gesturing respectfully shouted "Master." After Zhao Jiuge walked in. Revert to a standing posture.
In the Qingxuan Temple.
The cobblestone paths criss-cross the courtyard, and the soil next to it is full of flowers and plants. The courtyards that are more than ten years old are made of mahogany and glazed bricks. The walls of the courtyard are round stone arches, the main hall Enshrines the statue of Sanqing.
Walking on the cobblestone path, occasionally encountering Taoist priests who come in and out, they will stop at the sight of the Taoist leader, and respectfully shout "Master." Only when the leader of the Taoist priest walks will he continue walking, just watch Zhao Jiuge and Susu next to him kept looking at the pair of golden boys and girls, and there was a ragged little beggar next to him, secretly surprised.
"Changfeng, Changqing, you two take them to the room in the Taoist temple and arrange something to eat for this child." After walking to the inner courtyard, Yiqing Daochang expressionlessly ordered the two behind him Xiaodaotong, only when children are mentioned in the words, there is a trace of disgust in his eyes, but it is well hidden.
When the Changfeng Changqing responds, the Daoist Chief Yiqing turned around and happily said to Zhao Jiuge and Susu, "Today you two will stay here first. I'll take care of something. I will see you tomorrow and have a long talk with you. "After exiting the door of the room, the Daoist Chief was still as kind as before. At this time, his eyes were shining, and his sullen expression flashed by.
Along the way, feeling the atmosphere of the entire Qingxuan view, Zhao Jiuge can't help but sigh in secret, even this kind of third-rate view of Qingxuan that is not counted as such has a sense of belonging, and a comfortable environment, don’t worry about being outside Those kind of grievances and hatreds, cultivate peace of mind. It's just that generally the monks who arrive at the base-building realm choose to escape from the world and practice, why did the Daoist Chief Yiqing choose to observe and accept disciples in the downtown area?
And the heavenly angel called a dozen disciples to do things, and they also made money by some spells. It’s just that Xiaobai, Zhao Jiuge, understands that a cultivator who is hopeless like a clear Taoist leader, it is better to earn money and enjoy life.
Taoists are always paying attention to alchemy to improve cultivation, and alchemy requires a lot of financial resources, so generally this kind of Taoism chooses to be in the busy city, to curry favor with the powerful, to collect elixir and treasures to improve their cultivation. It does not require much qualification and has to come. Fast and simple.
What's more, mortals have their own pursuits, like people who have stepped into this path, even if they are mediocre and have no hope of becoming immortal, they have to struggle, the glimmer of hope, and the constant friendship with the rich and powerful. Take money to refine alchemy to improve cultivation.