Museum of Demons

Wei Yuan pinched a stealth method, avoided ordinary people, and reached Longhu Mountain all the way.

The old Taoist priest had long let the little Taoist A Xuan wait at the gate of the mountain.

Green hills with mist, sea of ​​clouds at sunrise.

The young and handsome young Taoist had his hands in his sleeve robe, which was wet with mist.

Only the flame traces on the eyebrows became more and more vivid.

After seeing Wei Yuan who was picking up the steps from the foot of Longhu Mountain, the young Taoist had bright eyes, and he ran over to meet him. The demeanor of the young banished immortal just disappeared directly, and he smiled:

"Master Wei, you are here."

"Brother asked me to wait for you here."

It is rare to see Wei Yuan, A Xuan seems very happy.

Wei Yuan rubbed the boy's hair.

After A Xuan took Wei Yuan up the mountain, he took him to the place where Zhang Ruosu lived. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a pile of Taoist classics, and the old Taoist priests sitting in these books, with a strong tea fragrance. The bags under the eyes of the old man are a bit heavier than the last time they met, and they are in good spirits.

"Are you here? Sit..."

Wei Yuan swept the breath-raising formula on the table.

The above is densely written with notes, thoughtfully:

"Daoyou Zhang, did you stay up late doing these things during this time?"

Zhang Ruosu said, "Then what do you think it is?"

Wei Yuan meditated, and said, "Stay up late to play a black-and-white game?"

The old way was blocked for a while, he couldn't laugh or cry, waved his hand, and said in a bad mood: "Here, I haven't been online for two weeks, the old way, just because you guys don't pay attention, I will have to do this in the end."

"I don't care about my age."

Wei Yuan smiled and saw the Great Tengu Longhushan No.1 over there.

I was surprised, picked up this ‘cat’ casually, and said casually: "When did you raise a cat again?"

"By the way, Fellow Dao Wei, this cat has a bit of temper..."

Zhang Ruosu was about to say that this cat had a big temper. Before he fell, he saw Wei Yuan easily lift the Longhushan No.1 by the neck, and this cat did not even resist at all. Wei Yuan turned his head and smiled:

"Friend Zhang, what did you say?"

"Speaking of which, this cat...a bit familiar..."

The big tengu was stiff, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

Four paws hang stiffly.

The whole body is like dried salted fish frozen in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

A pair of eyes looked straight at the eight-faced sword behind Wei Yuan.

Picture after picture flashed in my mind.

Thinking of the black armor, the sharp man with a sharp blade, and the iron eagle that **** its wings on the hilt.

I thought of the unprecedented "fireworks" that broke out in Sakurajima some time ago.

It, as well as the golden-faced white-haired nine-tailed fox, escaped from Middle-earth during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

It was this group of people back then.

Smashed their temple...

There was a moment of fierceness flashing in the big tengu's heart, as long as he lifted his palm and popped his claws, he could tear the human neck.

New hatred and old hatred, all at this time!

Wei Yuan seemed to feel something, and glanced at it sideways.

The brown pupils were cold, as if they were exactly the same as a fair-faced teenager in my memory.

The big tengu stiffly lifted his paw, and said:

"Meow...meow..."

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

…………

Finally, Wei Yuan let go of the big tengu. The latter disappeared from the shadows. Wei Yuan smiled and said, "I'm a little bit courageous, and it's quite persuasive."

Zhang Ruosu said helplessly: "It seems to be scared of you."

"Is there? I'm so kind-hearted."

The old Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "Speak, come up the mountain, what do you want to say?"

"Can't I go up the mountain for a cup of tea if it's okay?"

"Then it's all right?"

Wei Yuan said solemnly: "Something's going on."

The corners of the old Taoist's mouth twitched, and almost a teacup was splashed on the face of the young man opposite.

Wei Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "On the one hand, it's Crouching Tiger's business. I have to discuss with you how to do it. I really want me to take care of this batch of Crouching Tigers. To be honest, I don't have that much. Kung fu and mind may not really be able to manage well."

"However, the method of Crouching Tiger, magical powers and martial arts, I can teach them."

Zhang Ruosu nodded and said: "Yeah."

"I will tell the disciples that in the special operations team at the foot of the mountain, I will select a group of disciples who have good experience and cultivation level, and then I have to ask you to point them out. This is just a matter of discussing it first. If you do, it will take some time."

Wei Yuan gave a hum, then coughed, and said:

"In addition to this matter, there is one more thing."

"what?"

"Well, the little girl from the Yu clan, didn't she follow?"

"and then…"

"Ahem, food, clothing, housing and transportation are not free."

"so what?"

Seeing that the old Taoist priest wandered around just pretending to be confused, the corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and he silently took out his mobile phone, put it on the table, and confessed directly, saying, "I have no money."

Zhang Ruosu couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, and said, "You, you..."

"Well, you have to reorganize Crouching Tiger, and surrender a lot of demons. Of course, you will be given money."

"You said earlier, the disciples over there still think you are a master of Taoism, indifferent to fame and fortune, and didn't even think about giving you money..."

Wei Yuan twitched his mouth and said, "I thank him."

Zhang Ruosu took a sip of tea and said slowly, "But, it's not that simple to take this money from me."

"Um??"

The old Taoist threw out two qigong methods, smiled and said, "I heard you haven't finished marking them."

"I also happen to have shortcomings here, you are here, and the old way handles all these things."

"I will give you the money."

Wei Yuan fell silent, feeling inexplicably forced to stay in the classroom to do his homework. His eyes drifted away, coughing, and said, "This, Daoyou Zhang, I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do at home. ."

"Another day, another day must be."

He stood up, intending to escape first.

Zhang Lao Dao stretched out a hand and said slowly:

"The old way I come out this number."

Wei Yuan: "..."

………

After a while, the quiet room of the inner hall.

"Daoyou Zhang, this line of luck can actually be changed a little bit to make the foundation a little more solid..."

"There is also the part here, I think it can..."

Wei had to give in under the wailing of his wallet.

Working together with Zhang Ruosu, although he originally had the intention to help, he didn't expect at all before he came. This time his trip to Dragon Tiger Mountain would become the style of painting now, and finally came to an end. It was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Bell.

A Xuan served them two cups of tea, some dried buns sprinkled with chili noodles.

Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and looked at the paper on the table full of words. In fact, before he helped, the process of integrating the styles of various schools and sects and perfecting the basic Yangqi Jue has reached the final part. It is hard to imagine this. Zhang Ruosu did it alone.

The old Taoist looked at the mark left by Wei Yuan and said with emotion:

"The Taoist comprehension, the ancient clumsy is profound."

"It's quite different from today, but it's pointing straight to the main road. Fellow Daoists, it seems that after half a month, I don't have to worry about anything. With you, Shenzhou will reopen the Taiping Department's lineage. It's just around the corner. "

This may be Zhang Ruosu's own plan.

Wei Yuan looked at the perfect Yang Qi Jue and said, "This should be considered a success, right?"

The old man was tired and relaxed, and smiled: "Yes."

"Next, as long as it is promoted in a small area, let the soldiers practice first, and then further modify in response to possible problems, we can try to popularize it in China. At that time, we can also relax a little bit."

Wei Yuan nodded, thought of a question, and said:

"I'm really curious, why don't you start accepting disciples without a school?"

"Aura recovery, this is a great opportunity."

Zhang Ruosu said: "There must be some who accept disciples."

"But a mountain gate, how many people can pass down the Taoism?"

"Just find a few descendants."

"When encountering such a great world, it is too small to talk about the door. Confucianism said that if the world is peaceful, of course, we should find a way to universalize it and benefit the world. If you stand on the top of the mountain and set the door, it will not be buried in future battles. Seed it? The portal battle shouldn’t happen again..."

"Furthermore, let's not talk about Wumen. For the advanced techniques of Buddhism and Daomen, if you want to be diligent, you have to pass through the Dharma and Dharma carefully. It takes time to comprehend these. The veteran has always felt that Daomen Buddhism has merit ."

"But if the world wants to move forward, it doesn't actually need so many Taoist priests, and it doesn't need so many monks."

"People go to cultivating Taoism and talking about Buddhism. Who will study and who will keep the society running?"

"It should be to let this method of nourishing energy be as simple and common as running and playing ball, naturally it is right; if you use the exercise method to open the gate and recruit disciples, then it is inferior, that is to make the practice special. Things, this will inevitably bring contradictions and conflicts."

"Interrupting popularization is equivalent to interrupting compulsory education and setting up private schools in the past."

"So I cut off the future of China and fattened my own family's domineering stupid thing."

Wei Yuan thoughtfully.

Then he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Zhang Daoyou, are you hungry?"

Zhang Ruosu was slightly startled.

Wei Yuan pointed to the door and said, "A Xuan has been staring at him for a long time."

Zhang Ruosu was stunned, seeing the boy who swished and turned his head, and said with a laugh:

"Then eat."

This time, Wei Yuan showed his skill in cooking dishes with Taoism. A Xuan and Zhang Ruosu were stunned. A Xuan had already found a few small bowls before Wei Yuan had brought out the dishes. Put the rice out first, arrange the chopsticks, and two small plates of Longhushan's secret pickles.

Then he sat on one side obediently, with bright eyes, staring at the food that Wei Yuan brought out.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but slander.

A Xuan, would you like to introduce a sister to you?

You must be quite agreeable.

The big tengu was caught by A Xuan, and was afraid of Wei Yuan, so he had to nest beside A Xuan.

Zhang Ruosu said with emotion: "Dao Law is very good for ordinary use."

He picked up a chopstick dish and two crisply pickled radishes, and said casually as he ate:

"Otherwise, after I retreat, you will become a celestial master, and it feels quite appropriate."

Wei Yuan gave A Xuan a bowl of soup and said, "Forget it."

"I'm not suitable for this, I'm too tired."

"That's true."

Zhang Ruosu nodded, and then said:

"This dish tastes really good, where did you learn Wei Yuan?"

Wei Yuan hooked the corner of his mouth, and UU read www.uukanshu.com in a serious way:

"intrinsic."

The two talked casually, and the Great Tengu Longhushan One was already stunned.

This this this...

Can the next celestial master's affairs be something that can be put forward and rejected so lightly?

Wei Yuan picked up a pickled vegetable, which was really crisp and refreshing, and decided to ask the old Taoist for a pot later.

Then he thought of something and said casually: "By the way, I went to the mountains and seas by chance before."

"Zhu Jiu Yin asked me to help kill his son's resentment."

"Friend Zhang, can you do me a favor?"

At a table, two people and one beast were eating, their movements instantly solidified.

PS: Today’s second update...Three thousand four hundred words, buffer chapter~