Nanliang Kingdom is located in the extreme south of Zhongzhou, on the edge of the two worlds mountains. There is a Taoist temple in the capital of the capital, called Yanzhiguan. It is rumored to be the Taoist tradition inherited by the immortal world. The owner of the Taoist temple is also a Taoist monk with magical channels. It is extraordinary. All the people in the country regard it as an old god in the world. ∽↗

In Yangji City, there is prosperity.

Ten miles outside the city, there is a small hill and a tea pavilion on the side of the mountain.

Compared with the prosperity in the city, the mountains and fields outside the city naturally seem desolate, and sometimes there are wild animals in the forest.

This tea pavilion is a good place to rest.

The weather is cool today, without frost or rain.

The tea pavilion is not big, it is a small business to support the family, and there are only four tables in the pavilion.

There was a table inside, only one person sat.

This man is pretty, wearing a light-colored Taoist dress, smiling, listening to everyone talking loudly.

"Taoist, your tea." The shopkeeper was sweating heavily and said with a low smile: "In the past, only when the weather was hot and the pedestrians were thirsty, my tea pavilion was so lively. Today, the weather was cool. I thought there was not much business, but I actually met several distinguished guests from this caravan. I was busy for a while and couldn't greet him, so I made you wait for a long time."

The young Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's not a problem, I'm not in a hurry."

The shopkeeper said, "This place is only ten miles away from Yangji City, and it is the last place to rest. Generally, caravans come here in the dust and almost always take a break here. After resting, they will be able to get enough energy to go to the city. After all, only when they are in good spirits can they do business. And the few distinguished guests in front of them have been back and forth many times, but they are acquaintances and it is not easy to delay. Please wait a moment. Let's go to the snacks later."

The young Taoist priest nodded and smiled and said, "The shopkeeper is busy with his own business. I am not busy here."

The shopkeeper was very happy and went to work hard.

The young Taoist priest drank a mouthful of tea. The tea in this ordinary tea pavilion was naturally not as good as the spiritual tea clear spring on Yandixian Mountain. However, he went down the mountain for the first time in two or three years and felt quite charming. He looked at the people around him and said in his heart: "The real person in charge of the sect will come to Nanliang Kingdom. I came here on the ancient emperor golden boat, but it was difficult to drive into the city, so I stopped nearby. It has been more than an hour since the message was sent, so why haven't anyone come here to pick me up? In just ten miles, no one has arrived. Could it be that something is delayed?"

Still thinking about this, the caravan over there was already talking about the affairs of the gods and immortals in the city.

Qin Xianyu couldn't help but calm down and listen carefully.

"By the way, the national teacher of this dynasty, Master Yan Guan is a person with magical channels. He can produce water and fire out of thin air, but he can come and go in the blade and the blade, and there is a sharp wind when walking. It is said that he had taken seven steps in front of the emperor, and the sound of wind and thunder suddenly rose, called "Ta Dou Bu Gang," and received a great reward."

"He used to call for wind and rain, and brought rain and fog in the dry season to nourish the earth. He was really powerful and had endless magical powers."

"The Grand Secretary of this dynasty originally thought that these things were nonsense and were mysterious. He once visited the master of Yan Guan. Later, he saw him casting spells with his own eyes and was completely convinced. From then on, he was honored as an old god."

"An old god like Master Yan Guan, who is still alive, is a blessing for the people."

Qin Xianyu listened to everyone's discussion and gave him the introductions about Liang Guo with the head sect in his heart, constantly complementing each other and fulfilling themselves.

Although the Liang Kingdom is in a secret place in the upper realm, it is raised by Yan Land and isolates other monks as a place to select disciples. Therefore, monks are still extremely mysterious in Liang Kingdom. Unlike other places, even ordinary people know that there are things to practice Taoism in the world, and most of them hope that they or future generations will be lucky enough to meet immortals.

The so-called Yanzhiguan is actually a heritage where Yandi is stationed here. The master of Yandi is a foreign elder sent out by Yandi.

The atmosphere here is indeed not like the common ones in Zhongzhou, which slightly adds to the toughness of Nanzhou. Overall, it is slightly similar to the great lords and holy dynasty in Youzhou, but there are many differences.

For example, the Great Holy Dynasty prevented the practitioners from revealing the Dharma before the world, but in this Liang Kingdom, it was just that the practitioners outside the disciples of Yan were not allowed to step in, but there was no rule to restrict the manifestation of the Dharma.

Among them, the one who shows the most is naturally Yan Guanzhu, so he is also called the old god.

As for Yan land, the Liang Kingdom did not know this name. In many years of ancient legends, the people of Liang Kingdom only called it the legendary fairy mountain.

Yanzhiguan is the Taoist tradition of Xianshan on earth.

"But recently there have been many strange news in the city. I heard that evil people are bewitching people's hearts everywhere in the country. Even the old gods like Master Yan Guan, who possessed great power, cannot be eliminated. They also asked for help from the fairy mountain. Later, an immortal with higher magic power was invited."

"Then what?"

"The evil people disappeared recently, but this kind of immortal thing is not something we can know."

"Yes, no one can guess an old god like Master Yan Guan."

"Listen to my grandfather, when he was young, Master Yan Guan was already the national teacher of Liang. Later, in my father's generation, Master Yan Guan was still the national teacher. In my generation, Master Yan Guan was still the national teacher, and he was really an immortal god. It is said that Master Yan Guan took over Yan Zhiguan for a long time. After four generations of emperors, he still looks like a Taoist bone fairy style."

"The Lord Yan Guan is an old god, and it is reasonable that he can live forever."

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to join his old man's house, and I didn't have the immortal fate to cultivate immortality and practice Taoism."

"A distant relative of my family, who had frequent strangers when his child was born, was fortunate to be selected by the Lord of Yan and sent to Xianshan. Later, my distant relative was also highly rewarded by the Lord of Yan and was already a wealthy family."

As everyone was talking, they were amazed at times.

At this moment, smoke and dust rolled in front, and another convoy was in a row. At the front, there was a flag flying with a white word written on it.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Bai's Trading Company?"

"Is this the Bai family's fleet?"

"Although the Bai family is a merchant family, it is said that the Prime Minister is behind it and he also does business with many princes and nobles. I really can't afford to offend him."

Everyone stood up one after another, checked out and left.

The caravan, who originally planned to rest in the tea pavilion for half an hour, saw the Bai family business, but they all left and set off.

But in a moment, Qin Xianyu was the only one left in the tea pavilion.

Just now, the people who were drinking tea leisurely or chatting all left the tea pavilion, either set off for a trip or packed their bags outside the pavilion, and all avoided the Bai family.

The Bai family caravan was indeed resting outside the city and stopped outside the tea pavilion.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the tea pavilion quickly packed up the leftover tea and pastries from the guests in front of him, and asked his wife to wash the tea cup quickly. Boil water, prepare tea leaves, and get snacks.

There were only four tables in the tea pavilion, and at most eight people were seated on each table, which was extremely crowded. There were dozens of people in the Bai family caravan, so there were not enough seats. At that moment, someone came to Qin Xianyu.

A rough and bearded man shouted: "The little Taoist priest, get up and move the position for the uncle."

Then the young Taoist priest just smiled, moved his position to the side, and sat a little bit.

A burst of laughter rang out from the tea pavilion.

The rough man's face turned red and said angrily: "Let you get out of here, just let's make a place."

Qin Xianyu finally understood why everyone left quickly when they were drinking tea and made a seat. It turned out that the Bai family caravan was indeed quite domineering. He smiled slightly and said, "I am paying for tea, why can't I sit down?"

The rough man threw out more than a dozen coins and said, "Do you have more money than grandpa?"

Qin Xianyu took out some gold-silver-dip objects from the jade plaque, used his magic power to make a ingot of gold, and placed it on the table.

Sucked in the tea pavilion.

Seeing this little Taoist priest so pretty and thin, he was so weak that he was actually a fat sheep?

The so-called wealth is not revealed, and the shopkeeper was also startled and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the young Taoist priest to persuade him, so that he could get up quickly and get a seat. This time, the tea money would not be collected.

Qin Xianyu glanced at him and nodded, "Well, I'm almost drunk anyway."

He slowly got up and picked up the ingot of gold.

A hint of greed flashed across the bearded man's eyes, but he was able to restrain himself in the end. After all, it was hard to force him to rob him in public. But he was so embarrassed by this young Taoist priest, and was very angry. Seeing him slowly getting up, he said angrily: "Slowly..."

So he reached out and pushed it towards the young Taoist priest.

However, the young Taoist priest had already stood up and took steps slowly.

The bearded man pushed it away with one hand, and it fell to the ground, and the tea soup fell all over his body.

Although everyone in the pavilion was laughing at him just now, they were all companions who passed by the Bai Convoy. Seeing that the bearded man suffered a loss, they all stood up and surrounded the young Taoist priest.

Someone is ready to take action.

The shopkeeper was so scared that his face turned pale. He wanted to come forward to persuade him, but someone pushed him back into the ground.

The people from the front convoy outside the pavilion shook their heads, but they did not dare to look at them. The rest of the idle tea shops outside the pavilion also felt that the little Taoist priest had really caused trouble.

Just as the Bai Convoy surrounded the young Taoist priest and was about to fight, the sound of horse hooves in the distance came one after another, and smoke and dust rose up, like a yellow dragon.

It was a team of heavy iron armored cavalry, with cold soldiers.

The one who was in front of him was not a tall and mighty general, but an old man with a fairy wind. He walked on foot but was faster than a galloping horse. If you look closely, you will find that he was walking in the air without stepping on the ground.

The old man led many iron cavalry and followed Taoist disciples on both sides and came with his horse.

"That is... the master of Yan Temple in Yanzhi Temple."

"Three years ago in the dry season...I saw him calling the wind and rain in the crowd..."

Whether inside or outside the tea pavilion, everyone stopped moving, holding their breath but did not dare to speak.

Liang's national teacher!

The master of Yan Zhiguan!

That's an old god!

With the respectful eyes of everyone, he stopped and stopped outside the tea pavilion. His eyes turned and glanced at everyone, and finally landed on the young Taoist priest surrounded by the crowd.

Sensing the old god's gaze, everyone dispersed.

Master Yan Guan’s eyes fell directly on the young Taoist priest.

Then the old god was inexplicably excited, burst into tears, and rushed into the tea pavilion, without any fairy-like demeanor. He immediately knelt down on his knees, touched the ground, and shouted: "Yuan Gu, a disciple of the third generation of Yandi, pay homage to the uncle of the junior master!"

There was silence inside and outside the tea pavilion.

Everyone in the Bai Convoy looked pale.

All the people who had just drunk tea with the young Taoist priest in the tea pavilion were stunned.

The heavily armored iron cavalry of Liang State also froze for a while. From time to time, soldiers who had been through many battles could not hold the spear and sword in their hands, causing the weapons to fall to the ground.

The breeze is blowing and the coolest.

But many people find it extremely cold.

"Get up..."

The young voice spreads lightly with the breeze. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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