real world

Song Xiao looked at him and said, "Forcibly kidnapping a man who has not yet reached his lifespan as a son-in-law is not what a gentleman would do."

The old man took a deep breath and said: "You also saw the grand occasion today, it's so festive, you want to take people away, where will I put my old face?"

"You can walk the worlds of yin and yang, and you are also a capable person. Why don't you make friends."

"It's not me boasting, but you will definitely use me, Han, in the future, so feel free to speak up then."

"I'm in Korea... I keep my word!"

The old man said so, but his heart was not calm.

He had seen a lot of people who had the ability to live in the dark, and many of them even bore the title of master.

All kinds of magical performances make people feel awe.

But like the young man in front of him... with a living body, he broke into his daughter's wedding scene in the middle of the night, not only being able to see them, but also communicating without any obstacles, he had never heard of it.

Heart full of shock!

Especially when his bitter-tempered and very irritable wife made Yinfeng attack this person just now, the golden light that bloomed from the other person's body made him feel very afraid.

This is obviously a magical technique!

Only after death will we know that the world is far from what we thought in life.

The person in front of him... is definitely not simple!

For those onmyojis who have been meddling in their affairs, a gust of Yin wind will basically handle it.

Not to mention that among the guests is his ancestor of the military general who killed countless people during his lifetime, who can split your soul in half with a single blow!

Where is the need for such a slightly humble discussion?

"It's okay to make friends, but you have to be principled in your behavior. I don't make friends with people like you who take away people's lives at every turn."

"The marriage of a man and a woman is about your love and my wish."

Song Xiao looked at the old man calmly, and said slowly: "You really like this man, but wait until a hundred years later."

"As it is now, even if I don't care about it today, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"You don't have to believe it when you're alive, but at this moment, don't you know that there are gods standing three feet above your head, so you dare to mess around?"

The old man's face was full of uncertainties. Those who are not condemned by God are bullshit, but the one who really makes him afraid is this person himself.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Could it be that you... come from Heaven?"

Song Xiao looked at him and said: "Old man, don't talk about those useless things, before you make a big mistake, let him go quickly."

At this time, someone in the courtyard couldn't help it, and said coldly: "So what if you come from the heaven? Do you know whose territory this is? Young people, don't be too arrogant."

Song Xiao looked at the reputation, and the speaker was a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing an ancient official robe and hat, with a dignified expression.

At this time, others also spoke one after another——

"You'd better find out whose territory this is before you act presumptuously!"

"Today you end up with this karma, beware of retribution to your own family!"

"The underworld is out of control, and the heavens are just lingering. Why are you so arrogant?"

The more people in the courtyard talked, the more outrageous they became. Some even used their mental energy to speak loudly like thunder, trying to influence Song Xiao's mind.

"enough!"

Song Xiao yelled, the black umbrella in his hand shook lightly, and a lot of raindrops flew out.

Every drop of rain blooms with a strong golden light!

Some of them were covered by golden raindrops, as if they were being burned by flames, they immediately let out screams.

All the people in the courtyard immediately scattered to hide in horror.

"You want to fight, right? You dare to threaten me? Do you think it's great to die? Do you want to die again?"

Song Xiao looked at those people with cold eyes.

"You should be glad that today I am not here to kill people."

The courtyard suddenly fell silent.

Song Xiao looked at the old man surnamed Han, waiting for his reply.

The old man glanced at the guests in the courtyard who were in a state of distress, and fell silent with an ugly expression.

If you say a thousand things and ten thousand things, no matter whether you live or die, you need face.

Even if this unexpected guest really came from heaven, so what?

He is not without roots!

The other party barged in on his daughter's big day, trying to mess up the marriage.

If you just recognize it like this, how can your thoughts be clear?

At this time, a slightly weak voice suddenly came from the main room: "Dad, forget it, he is right. Yin and Yang are separated, and life and death are different. It is true that taking away people's life and life will hurt the harmony of nature. Even if he wants to, my daughter doesn't want to marry." .”

That shrill female voice said: "Marriage is such a big deal, how can it be trifling?"

The old man was still silent, his eyes were cold and he repeatedly looked at Song Xiao who was holding a black umbrella, thinking about the pros and cons in his heart.

Finally, sighed: "That's all!"

He waved his hands and said in a deep voice, "Send the person out, and let this matter be over."

After all, this person still makes him feel jealous, so let him bear it for a while.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at Song Xiao with cold eyes. Although no one said anything more, the deep resentment that they didn't have a meal was written on their faces.

moment.

The bridegroom, Guan'er, dressed in happy attire, was held up by two ugly women, came to Song Xiao, and threw him over viciously.

Until now, the young man is still in a daze, completely unaware that he has walked through the gate of hell.

Song Xiao reached out to take it, and nodded to the old man: "Thank you!"

Turn around and leave.

When he left the hospital, he saw a figure standing in the shadow of an old locust tree at the door.

He couldn't see his face clearly, and seemed to be staring at him, but he didn't make any extra moves.

Song Xiao didn't bother, she held an umbrella in one hand, and walked away quickly, carrying the young man who was as light as nothing in the other.

Going far away, looking back, where are there any brightly lit ancient buildings?

It is clear that there is only a grassy grave mound and a few lonely old trees!

Tick, tick.

Raindrops fell rhythmically on the canopy.

The sound of insects and frogs came from all around.

Song Xiao looked up at the dark night sky.

In the black clouds, it seems that there are huge and incomparable mountain peaks hidden in it.

looming.

Chapter 2 Seeking Immortals

"how?"

"It went well. They were afraid of me and didn't do anything."

Song Xiao sat by the sea of ​​tea, frowned slightly and said, "It's just that this kind of thing has been happening more and more recently."

"The ones who can find me, or meet me, are only a few after all..."

"Master, those people are becoming more and more lawless!"

Opposite him sat an old man with a thin face, wearing a gray Taoist robe and holding his hair in a bun.

Tea is being made there.

Looking up at Song Xiao, he said, "According to your description, that group of people is not simple."

"But there is no need to worry unnecessarily, the world has its own fate."

"You can solve it smoothly, it's already very good, and you can become a teacher."

As the old man said, he picked up the old purple clay pot in his hand and poured Song Xiao a cup of tea.

Song Xiao frowned and stared at the black Jianzhan: "Master, I think I'm still far behind."

The old man raised his chin slightly, signaling him to drink tea.

"This is the Enlightenment tea picked from the Penglai Mountains extending through the gap, the real treasure!"

"I'm even reluctant to drink it. It's specially reserved for you. It's good for you."

"Master..." Song Xiao looked reluctant.

The old man is good everywhere, but he is a bit of an old naughty boy. He doesn't talk about martial arts very much and always teases him.

Make some stuff that I don't know what it is, and it blows the hype every time.

It's not a tribute from heaven, but it's a specialty of Penglai Xianshan in Kunlun.

As a result, it is hard to say every time.

"drink."

The old man knocked on the table with his finger: "Don't be ignorant, others want to drink it yet!"

Song Xiao had no choice but to pick up the teacup with a bitter face, carefully took a sip.

Eyes suddenly lit up.

It's not hard to drink this time? !

Not only is it not bitter, but it also has a hint of sweetness, which instantly spreads to the taste buds.

At the same time, there is also a mysterious energy, which spreads throughout the whole body in an instant along the meridians.

Song Xiao closed her eyes slightly, and performed the Golden Body Sutra.

The golden light blooms like the rising red sun!

Much stronger than before in that compound.

It is like a divine light protecting the body, reflecting the whole person like a god.

"That's right, the speed of your Golden Body Sutra cultivation is faster than I expected, so I'm relieved."

The old man stroked his goatee with his hands, and a gratified smile appeared on his ravine old face.

Song Xiao didn't speak, still holding the teacup, immersed in that state, comprehending it carefully.

Master didn't lie to him this time, this tea was completely different from those dark dishes in the past, and his mind became very clear in an instant.

It seems that at this moment, no matter what you learn...you can easily understand the essence!

a long time.

Song Xiao put down the teacup, got up and bowed to the old man: "Thank you, Master."

The old man said with a bored face: "Sit down, sit down, don't act like an old cadre, young man, you have to learn to be lively, otherwise you won't be able to find a girlfriend!"

Song Xiao sat down, and complained helplessly: "You are a Jinshi on the second list, where are you getting so many witty words?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "People, of course we must keep pace with the times."

"Now those ghost kings are starting to use their mobile phones in cars. What's so strange about learning a few new words for the teacher?"

Song Xiao looked at the old man: "Master, will this world really... develop as you said before?"

The old man took a sip of tea from his cup and remained silent for a while.

Finally, with a wry smile, he sighed softly: "The heavens are declining, the underworld is collapsing, and the intertwining of the two worlds will inevitably become more obvious."

"Aren't there more and more visions outside these years?"

"A lot of ordinary people are starting to notice this."