Sword comes

The top of the main peak of Difei Mountain is shaped like a jade sceptre, and the Huayang Palace Patriarch Hall was built here.

Not far from the side of the Huayang Palace Patriarch Hall, it was once the place where the first generation of ancestors lived and studied. It was gradually expanded into a private residence with a group of buildings. When it was passed to the previous palace master Gao Gu, it was already a tradition of "those with virtue live here and inherit the Taoist tradition". Whoever can become the palace master can move his family here. It is both a Taoist temple and a family residence. When Gao Gu succeeded to the throne, he moved out of the old Taoist temple and moved in here. However, because Gao Gu had no family or children and was alone, this Taoist temple has always been unusually deserted.

However, no matter how the house was expanded and how the owners changed from generation to generation, it had never been taken over by other owners. The main position was still occupied by the Ten Thousand Volumes Library, which housed a large number of spiritual books and secret manuals. The plaque with the words "The Most Magnificent in the World" was inscribed on it, which was not just a boast.

Mao Zui was brought up the mountain by Gao Gu at that time and was guarding the gate here.

The sword flashed, and a graceful figure stood there. The sound of the long sword returning to the scabbard was like the clear sound of a young phoenix.

It was the female sword fairy who had just come out of seclusion, the leader of the Huayang Palace sword fairy lineage, Nanqiang.

Yin Xian showed a look of delight and bowed to congratulate her. After all, now his family had a great swordsman.

Nanqiang returned the greeting with a smile. It was also a Taoist bow. Yin Xian did it according to the rules, while the female nun did it freely.

Nanqiang first called Mao Zhui "Fellow Daoist Bai Gu", then after hesitating for a moment, she called him "Palace Master".

Mao Zui didn't care about it.

There have been many extraordinary people and masters in the history of Difei Mountain. There are many portraits of Heavenly Kings in the Ancestral Hall, but only two of them can be called Sword Immortals. Therefore, Nanqiang was able to successfully come out of seclusion in this special year to add combat power to the Taoist lineage, or to make the matter sound better. These are secondary. The most important thing is that Nanqiang is helping Huayang Palace and this new world. It is a good omen, indicating that the recent fortune of Huayang Palace has not been greatly affected by the master's death.

Mao Zui's thoughts, perhaps because he has been in the lower class market for too long, always have a bit of earthy flavor.

Just talking about the sword-wielding style of the nun Nanqiang, the Taoist officials in the mountains have naturally become accustomed to it.

This is an ordinary scene, but I wonder if it is the mysterious one in so many strange stories and legends outside the mountain.

Following the sight of Palace Master Mao and Yin Tianjun, Nanqiang casually glanced at the scene on the other side of the mountain road, not paying attention, and curiously asked: "Is there any definite news, when will Nie Jianxian visit Huayang Palace?"

Mao Cone shook his head.

Nie Bixia should be traveling around the wilderness with Zhang Fenghai now, and they have established their own business.

Yin Xian took the trouble to give instructions, "From a jadeite to an immortal, it is a big hurdle. Shoushan Pavilion helped to guard the pass this time, and the favor and fate are not small. Master Nanguan, please do not deal with it casually. I have a few jars of immortal wine that have been treasured for many years, which can be put on the table. They were obtained by Uncle Chu when he went down the mountain to travel in his early years. It was from a ruins left behind by an ancient earth immortal who had transformed his corpse and ascended to heaven. It is a rare item that will be gone after drinking a jar. Just take it to entertain the guests..."

"Let's not waste Yin Tianjun's wine. My fellow Taoist from outside the mountain has a quirk. I have seen people who are addicted to alcohol, but I have never seen someone who is like seeing a demon at the smell of alcohol."

Nanqiang waved his hands quickly and explained with a smile: "The reason why I asked this is because he has admired Nie Jianxian for a long time and is waiting here for him. He is just guarding the gate for me by chance."

Mao Zhui smiled. The young immortal who had great potential was the real drunkard who had other intentions than wine. The problem was that Nanqiang didn't understand the situation and let down his infatuation.

Nie Bixia, who was from Yanzhou, was an immortal with superb swordsmanship and an elusive whereabouts, but her natal lamp had always been placed in the main hall of Huayang Palace.

There had been no news for three thousand years, and it was only thanks to this lamp that the outside world was able to confirm that Nie Bixia had not died and reincarnated.

When Nie Bixia was selected as one of the ten candidates in this selection, people on the mountain became even more curious. Could it be that Nie Bixia had been hiding in a Taoist temple in Difei Mountain, secretly seeking an opportunity to become a Taoist?

There are also some unsubstantiated rumors that Nie Bixia and Gao Gu once had feelings for each other during their spiritual practice, but unfortunately they were not destined to be together.

But even if they did not become Taoist companions, they could entrust their lives to each other, so Nie Bixia placed her natal lamp in Gao Gu's Huayang Palace.

A young man wiped his mouth and drooled as he spoke in a thick local accent: "Sister, I heard that the fish in the pond and the bamboo shoots on the road in this mountain are both unique and cannot be compared with ordinary mountain delicacies and river delicacies. I drool just thinking about it. I wonder if I can exchange my hard work for a good meal during this tiring climb."

The woman with a beautiful coin hanging from her waist laughed and cursed softly, "Foodie!"

The young man, who was from the Yang family and was a noble family, looked around.

The Taoist priests of this mountain go into the mountains to dig winter bamboo shoots and pick the yellow mud tips. After the spring comes, the bamboo shoots coming down the mountain must take this road, breaking out of the ground, as if seeking revenge, and all of them come here in armor to show off their power.

The Taoist priest was better than the other. He peeled the shells as easily as removing armor. The bamboo shoots were as white as snow and extremely tender. They were stewed in a pot with bacon. The deliciousness of the dish was so great that it left one speechless. The diners could only feel ashamed and kept picking up their chopsticks.

Nanqiang's eyes stayed on the woman wearing a veil on the mountain path, and he was eager to try, "It is said that the Hongnong Yang family is an expert at concealing their fate and fortune. I have just broken through, so it's a good opportunity to test their depth."

Yin Xian repeatedly dissuaded him, saying, "Master Nanguan, this is against etiquette. You can't do this."

This group of extremely precious descendants of the Hongnong Yang family, traveling together to enjoy the mountains and rivers, would definitely have no experts secretly protecting them.

Nanqiang smiled, as if she still hadn't given up on the idea. In addition to her current realm being quite high, she also had an ancient secret technique that she was gifted with, which could be done without anyone noticing. She wouldn't do anything after breaking the illusion.

It is known throughout the world that the Yang family of Hongnong produced a stunningly beautiful woman who was considered the most beautiful woman in the eyes of the monks in the mountains. It is said that in recent years, the door has been crisscrossed with suitors.

There was even more mysterious gossip, that a passing expert who was proficient in physiognomy had long ago predicted that she would first be the mother of the country, then rule the country from behind the curtain, and finally become an emperor. If this was true, whoever married her would be very interesting. Her fate was naturally the best in the world, with the most wealth and honor, but who was the man who married her? And what about the family of that man?

There are many different opinions about her, and some people even say that she is the most beautiful woman in the world in ten thousand years, as if all the men in the world are waiting for her to grow up.

Of course Nanqiang didn't believe it. He didn't believe that such a thing existed in the world, and he didn't believe that such a woman existed in the world.

Mao Zui knew about this and knew it must be Zou Zi's work.

As for how beautiful the woman was, Mao Zui didn't think that a skeleton dealing with life and death would care about it.

For those who practice Taoism, isn’t “long life and long sight” the greatest “beauty”?

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Seeing the truth is like a flash in the pan.

Nanqiang suspected that the woman who was praised as "seizing the fortune of heaven and earth and competing for the color of all spirits" was hiding in the team at this moment.

Mao Zhui seemed to have guessed what Nanqiang was thinking, and said calmly: "Others may not know, but I know it myself."

Seeing that the Palace Master had given him such a warning, Nanqiang had no choice but to give up.

When dealing with the hair cone, the first impression is that the young Taoist priest in front of me is majestic and tall. Talking to him at close range is very oppressive.

The so-called affinity means that when you meet someone, you can tell at a glance whether it is “them” or “us”.

The founder is so aloof and has such an ethereal aura that one can forget about worldly matters and can make all those who practice Taoism feel ashamed of themselves.

Taoist Mao Zhui is too human. When he goes into the mountains, it is like moving a market town up the mountain.

Yin Xian was relieved to be sure that Nanqiang had given up the plan. This swordsman leader who was in charge of the affairs of Damu Temple had a "natural" personality, and even the master was reluctant to let her go down the mountain.

The master didn't manage the affairs of the household very much, and only told Yin Xian, the direct descendant, on a few matters, which he had to report to him. Among them were Nanqiang's travels and the results of Gao Fu's discussion of Taoism with others.

She looked at the courtyard wall over there from the south wall. She actually didn't come here very often. After all, this was the private Taoist temple of Grandmaster Gao. It was not a forbidden area but it was worse than a forbidden area. Like most of the Taoist officials of Difei Mountain, she had been looking up to the Grandmaster with the Taoist name "Juyue" since the first day she entered the mountain.

Taoist Gao Gu seemed to be the top of the mountain on the Difei Mountain. Wherever Gao Gu was, there was the mountain top.

The snow-white courtyard wall is not high, just like an ordinary house at the foot of the mountain. Several peonies have been transplanted in the courtyard, with more than a hundred flowers blooming in colorful colors, extending beyond the wall.

There is a "Zizai Pavilion" built nearby for watching fish, which is said to have been built by Master Gao himself.

In the past, this world-famous "young Taoist priest" often stood alone by the water to observe a picture of a giant fish swimming underwater.

Perhaps it was because he had too few close friends that this Taoist priest always kept to himself, whether in the mountains or outside.

The pines and cypresses are ancient, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and their barks are like dragon scales. Pedestrians stand in the shade of the trees to escape the heat, and their faces are reflected in the green. The water in the pond beside is extremely clear, and fish and algae and water chestnuts swim around, as if they are flying in the air.

For example, the Fish-Watching Pavilion, which serves to connect the mountains and water, is lonely, but there are dozens of giant fish in the pond. According to the story, whenever friends come, the host will catch fish to entertain them.

Born in a remote small country of Ruzhou, his hometown was an unknown county. Gao Gu was an ordinary son of fishermen who had lived by the water for generations.

Therefore, every time Gao Gu went out of the mountains to relax, he would usually choose the season of wind and snow, take a small boat, wear a straw raincoat and a hat, and cook wine and stew fish by himself.

Perhaps he was a Taoist who lived in seclusion in the mountains and was good at refining qi and nourishing the spirit. Even though Difei Mountain was shocked by the death of Grandmaster Gao and all the disciples of Huayang Palace were grief-stricken, none of them, like Yin Tianjun, would show it on their faces.

She wasn't heartbroken, just a little sad.

I always feel that a true Taoist priest like Master Gao should live another ten thousand years.

It was not until that person left that I realized that I had never known him.

All of them were too in awe of Master Gao. They always felt that this immortal among immortals was always pure and aloof, never smiling all the year round, and had an unparalleled spirit of ice and snow.

Whenever Grand Master Gao attended a meeting in the Ancestral Hall, it seemed as if the entire hall would become a little colder.

What Yin Xian was thinking about was a very small old story.

Several little Taoist children sneaked out of the Taoist temple at night. They had long been attracted by the vegetable garden of a senior master. They gathered together to steal cucumbers and stew sweet potatoes. During this time, they met a young Taoist priest who they did not know. They stared at each other, both of them looked very embarrassed. One of the children was smart and thought that if they wanted to avoid being caught, they should become thieves together. So they invited the Taoist priest, who looked like his senior brother, to have a midnight snack together to fill their stomachs.

In the night, with the firelight shining, the children's sparkling eyes seemed to be saying, "It's easy to be soft-hearted if you eat someone else's food." Brother, please don't complain to the master and the temple master, because the beating will not be pleasant!

That Taoist temple is the branch of Cuiwei Palace, located in a secluded place on the back mountain of Cifeng. The popularity of the temple is not too good, but not too bad either.

At that time, Yin Xian and his two direct disciples in the lower Taoist temple watched the scene from afar, and they did not dare to disturb their respective masters and ancestors.

The Taoist priest and the bonfire are like two balls of fire.

Mao Zui thought of a page of the old almanac.

Gao Gu had a senior brother and a junior brother, both of whom were sword practitioners. They were the first founders of Cuiwei Palace and Damu Temple respectively.

Three thousand years ago, in Haoran Tianxia, ​​Lu Chen intended to solve the problem of "Tian Yan" and triggered the dragon-slaying battle. Qingming Tianxia also had its own disaster, involving the Daohua Yizhou of the pseudo-fifteenth foreign demon, and Yu Dou led the sword to defeat the demon. In that battle, all the high-ranking Taoist officials of Baiyujing were dispatched. The Taoists were like green cranes ringing the sky and besieged Yizhou. Although they finally suppressed the foreign demon, it still led to "the sinking of Luzhou". Gao Gu's two fellow disciples died in that battle. Together with Gao Gu, they were the most promising talents in Huayang Palace. They were willing to take the initiative to go there even though Baiyujing had not announced the transfer, to defend the Tao for the people.