[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

"What is the opportunity you mentioned?" Yan Qing pretended to be confused.

"I'll take you to see your tutor." Yu Rui shook his head, "Nephew Luo Feng, go and do your own business."

Luo Feng responded, saluted and left.

Yu Rui soared into the sky, leading them across most of Chunyang Palace, and arrived in front of the Chunyang Patriarch.

This is an old man who doesn't look very outstanding.He is immortal, with white beard and hair, sitting quietly on a stone to enlighten the Tao.

"I have met the Patriarch." Several people saluted.

"That's not necessary." Lu Zu opened his eyes and said with a smile, like an old man in the village suddenly playing chess with a fan.

"These two fellow daoists are really extraordinary." The old man waved his hands, "Ruier go back first."

Yu Rui felt a little pity, but he still retreated.

"Young fellow Taoist, sit down." Lu Zu pointed to the stones beside him.

Simply Yan Qingping and Fang Siming are not the ones who care about these things.Cross-legged on the boulder, Yan Qingping spoke first:

"I heard that Patriarch discovered something?"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun." The old Taoist showed a serious expression, "The old Taoist has indeed discovered something is wrong over the years."

"For example, you can clearly feel the passage of time...but those children still haven't grown up."

Fang Siming narrowed his eyes.

Yan Qingping, who blocked the npc, couldn't see it, but he could see it—the real person of Lu Zu and the npc were completely identical.In other words, this person may have seen the truth of the world, at least part of the truth.

As expected of Lu Zu.

"Recently, the old man discovered some changes. After calculation, the old man confirmed the change. The two of you are not like people in my world, but they pointed out the opportunity of this change."

On the old man's old face, there is a pair of quiet eyes that see through all vain.

"Please tell me, two little friends... Is this change good or bad?"

"Don't worry." Yan Qingping said seriously, "Everything is getting better, and the world is turning into what it should be."

"That's right, that's good." Lu Zu closed his eyes again, "Thank you two young friends, the old Taoist is fine, and the two young friends can visit Chunyang Palace."

"You, aren't you going to learn more? Chunyang Palace should make preparations for such a big event." Fang Siming frowned slightly.

"No need." Lu Zu smiled, "There is no need to force it."

Until he left Chunyang Palace, Yan Qingping didn't react much in his heart.

"That's it...meeting Lu Zu, being stripped of his vest, and visiting Chunyang Palace...is it over?"

"What else do you want?" Fang Siming lay on the horse's head, rarely lazy, "Didn't you know Luo Feng?"

"Hmm... I hope there is something I gave you. Brother Luo Feng won't die this time. In fact, he might not really be dead, maybe he was picked up by Pei Yuan..." Yan Qingping muttered in a low voice.

"What are you mumbling about?" Fang Siming raised his eyebrows.

"It's nothing. Is it time to feed the panda?" The puppy panda is now lying on Fang Siming's shoulder.It doesn't look like a dog, but a cat.

"Yes." Fang Siming took off the dog on his shoulder and rubbed it in his arms.

"Wow, woof!" The grown-up panda could finally bark like a real dog.

Yan Qingping took out the food package from his backpack.

"These two bags look the same, which one is from the panda?" He opened one casually, embarrassed.

"Siming...can you explain it to me?" Yan Qingping smiled.

There is no other reason - the meat on bamboo sticks he made before, only bamboo sticks left...

Things are packed in the system backpack, and the system backpack is shared with Fang Siming...

Fang Siming looked away guiltily, and raised the panda in his arms: "It eats."

Panda: "Woof?"

Reluctantly, Yan Qingping unwrapped another bundle, took out the dog biscuits prepared for it and stuffed it to Fang Siming.

"Eat it as soon as you eat it, can I still blame you?"

Fang Siming didn't speak, and thought to himself, if you really admit it, you will definitely make me vegetarian for several days.And using the dog as a shield, the little idiot can't remember being a vegetarian.

Yan Qingping really didn't expect to be a vegetarian.He just thought of another thing: "I haven't sent tasks to the players today."

"Would you like to go?" Fang Siming fed the panda without raising his head.

"Well, let me think about it, what kind of mission should I send this time..."

"No need." The Jiansan system jumped out.

"Huh?" Yan Qingping tilted his head.

"My calculations are basically completed. Next, you don't need to be the npc who sends the mission. I have prepared an expansion pack for you, you..."

"Go and be the instance boss."

Yan Qingping was happy: "You can have this, come and tell us about it?"

Fang Siming is also quite interested.

"I'll play it for you." The system screen flickered and the documentary played.

The story begins with Fang Siming.White-haired Zhengtai was born in poverty, his parents died when he was young, and he was raised by his vicious aunt's family.However, the aunt's family disliked classmate Xiao Ming very much—because he had white hair and golden eyes, he was regarded as a monster, and he was even considered to have killed his parents.

The aunt's family beat and scolded Xiao Ming, ordered him to work, and refused to let him eat.The people in the village spoke very badly.The young and thin classmate Xiao Ming remembered this humiliation, and when he grows up, he will return it one by one.

In fact, Fang Xiaoming is a martial arts genius.His gray hair is not a disease, but an excellent martial arts physique.Soon, Fang Xiaoming, who possessed peerless talent, was discovered.

It was a young Taoist priest with neat black hair and a handsome demeanor. His facial features were so delicate that they could be called glamorous, but he exuded a cold and sharp aura.

It was Yan Xiaoping.Yan Xiaoping is a big brother in a hermit sect, this time he came down the mountain to practice.He accidentally picked up Fang Xiaoming, who was yellow and thin in the ice and snow, and was about to freeze to death. After saving the man, he found that the other party was actually a martial arts wizard, so he didn't practice at all, and brought him back to the mountain.

After raising him for a period of time, Fang Xiaoming's skin became snow-white, his facial features were beautiful, and he became a peerlessly beautiful boy.He was very talented, and he quickly learned martial arts.He joined Yan Xiaoping's teacher's school and became Yan Xiaoping's junior junior brother, a little white-haired Taoist priest.

Take good care of my junior, Yan Xiaoping is going out again.This time, Fang Xiaoming wanted to follow.Yan Xiaoping didn't think it was a big deal, so they went out together.Unexpectedly, there was an accident when I went out this time.

Yan Xiaoping took Fang Xiaoming back to the small village, and Fang Xiaoming's relatives were shocked when they saw them.Unexpectedly, this beautiful young man was that little bastard.After seeing Yan Xiaoping's martial arts and rich family background, they knew that Fang Xiaoming had found a backer, so they apologized to Fang Xiaoming repeatedly, and even the county magistrate came to hope to appease Xiaoming below.Young Fang Xiaoming's anger faded away.

How did they know that the magistrate actually took a fancy to Fang Xiaoming's beauty and wanted to lock him up.The simple Yan Xiaoping didn't understand anything, and Fang Xiaoming's martial arts was not good enough, so the two of them accidentally suffered from Ruanjinsan.In the end, Yan Xiaoping tried his best to cover his junior brother from escaping, but he fell off the cliff and was never heard from again.

Fang Xiaoming, who was already full of hatred, felt that he had killed his brother and turned black.He hid, practiced martial arts hard, and came out of the mountain five years later, and slaughtered that small county... including women, children, and the elderly, leaving no one alive.

The Haoqi League issued the Sky Command.The whole world started chasing and killing this young devil.Fang Siming didn't want to avoid the Valley of the Evil, he was struggling alone in the pursuit, and his martial arts became more and more advanced.At the same time, he is still killing people—those who are too greedy for beauty, those who bully young children, all deserve to be killed!

He killed too many people, the Haoqi League finally dispatched Qixing to chase and kill the white-haired Yaodao with all its strength.Fang Siming fell into desperation and jumped off the cliff on his own initiative. Below the cliff was a turbulent river.

Unexpectedly, he was rescued—it was a doctor from a small riverside village who brought him home.Fang Siming took a closer look, and saw the familiar stern facial features—Senior Brother Yan!

Well, it turns out that Yan Qingping didn't die, he was just rescued and then lost his memory.

Fang Siming, who found his brother, did not want to be a big devil anymore.He stayed with his senior brother and lived an ordinary life.However, the good times didn't last long, and bandits attacked the small village.The two brothers and sisters who came back from picking the medicine only saw that the people who lived with them were all dead...

Fang Siming shot again and killed countless bandits.But after this time, the righteous people learned about him and started hunting again.

Fang Siming found a place to leave his senior brother behind, and embarked on the escape route by himself.Soon, he was cornered again, and this time, there was no cliff for him to jump.

Unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes and waited to die, a long sword flew over and threw away the weapon in front of him.It's Yan Qingping!The handsome Daochang finally recovered his memory and came to rescue his junior brother.

"Siming, although I know that you have killed many people, which violates the morals of the world." The indifferent Dao Changjian was fierce, "But, I still want to help you."

"Because you are my junior brother."

The data sheet is over.

Yan Qingping was drunk.

"You... really deserve to be the sword net three systems. Thousands of blood, all in it." Yan Qingping's face was stiff.

"You don't like it? Do you want to change it?" the system asked.

"No need." Unexpectedly, Fang Siming rejected the suggestion.

"That's... pretty good." He murmured.

How I wish I met you when I was young.