Then when Zengye was walking alone on the Killed Bone Island, he accidentally picked up a secret book on the ground. On the page of the preface, there was a prophecy, "Five hundred years later, the person surnamed Zeng will get it."

Unfortunately, this line of words is the kind that Moji hasn't even done yet. It's really a fool.

Of course, Jiang Shang really did it.

The origin of this secret book is indeed not simple. It is considered a secretary spiritual book that Jiang Shangzhen values ​​more. It is easy to imagine how rare the Taoist books that Jiang Shangzhen thinks are valuable.

It was originally a relics obtained by the ancestors of the Jiang family from Yunku Fudi. Because only ghost cultivators can study this book, the threshold is high and the qualifications and bones of ghost cultivators are extremely high, so they have always been useless. Otherwise, they would not have the reputation of "a unique method for the ghost realm". However, no matter how useless this secret book is, there are many ghost cultivators in the world, especially those who are sneaky but all are fat and fat. If Jiang Shangzhen really wants to make money, he will not have to worry about selling it.

He luckily left Maoyue Island and served as a book boy to the account room in Qingxia Island. Gu Can gave him a card without any trouble and obtained a ghost secret book with extremely high rank. He owned five islands to establish a school.

In less than thirty years, these five things happened one after another, making Zeng Ye the leader and founder of a sect.

A female ghost came not long ago and had just joined the Five Island Sect, named Qutang, with a gorgeous appearance and a cave.

The Five Island Sect is a small sect and has very few cultivators in the middle of the fifth level, so after she joined the genealogy, she was promoted to the Ancestor Hall to worship.

The ghosts in the world want to wander in the daytime, unless they have achieved success in practicing Taoism, or rely on some protective spiritual weapons that can block the scorching sun and flow through the heaven and earth, they will end up miserably. At the least, they will be wiped out, and at the worst, they will be dispersed. However, some of the ghosts who have achieved little success in practicing Taoism have to travel through mountains and rivers under the scorching sun during the day. This move is similar to "walking water". The mountain and water clans go through water to transform the dragon, and this type of ghost is to avoid some swords and disasters in the dark.

We must leave the original "shaman", otherwise it will cause many unexpected disasters. It may be that a thunder in the sky and a few lightning strikes will disappear, and hundreds of years of hard work will be put into the flow of water. This requires them to seek a talisman as the pass certificate for walking in the world of the world. The best candidate is often the kind of scholar with a rich literary spirit. If they can find a "people in the green gauze" who are called wealthy in Feng Shui books, it will be even more lucky.

As for those with strong martial arts fortunes, they are spared, because they are moths flying into the fire. The martial arts man has a strong sense of fist, so there is a lot of yang energy. If ghosts cannot avoid it, how can they take the initiative to rely on themselves and seek death?

Before, Qu Tang left a city ghost house that had been abandoned for many years. She just hid in an umbrella, trying to cross the river with the scholar, trying to escape the eyes and ears of the river god and the nearby city god, and taking the opportunity to escape the disaster. As a result, before crossing the river, she met a Qingshan Immortal Master who saw through his identity. She was in danger. The other party seemed to be deliberately trying, but did not really make things difficult for her. Instead, she gave her a stack of yellow seal talismans and told her that after crossing the river, she could go to Shujian Lake to find a monk named Zengye.

The largest heart island among the five islands is said to be a soldier who has achieved enlightenment from Shujian Lake. There are many caves and the roads are circling and twisting, like an underground maze.

It just sounds quite cunning, but it is actually a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Yuan Da, the current island owner of Xincai Island, is one of the many Shujian Lake monks who died at Gu Can. However, Yuan Da was born with a sloppy temperament and did not have that much resentment towards Gu Can after his death. He has been with Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi for so many years. He was very familiar with Chen Ping'an and Gu Can. Every time he went out, Yuan Da often accompanied Ma Duyi as a Baofuzhai, buying antique calligraphy and paintings at a low price, helping to identify the authenticity, and estimating the price, and picking up a lot of leaks. As one of the few meritorious veterans of the Five Islands Sect, Yuan Da is now a tributer and has a similar identity to the dog-headed military advisor. The temple is in a cave with a plaque on Xincai Island with "Liver and Loyality". Ma Duyi eats meat and drinks soup, and has saved up a good fortune. He has taken several young girls with lonely ghosts as disciples.

Ma Duyi did not expect that Yuan Tai and Deng Linjiong would stay together and were playing chess. He once tucked this chess chess snail on the sidelines.

There was also Qutang cooking tea, wearing a jade hairpin, a little powder, and a leisurely grinding phoenix tundra tea cake. She was such a beautiful woman.

Ma Duyi opened the package and placed all the treasures he had just received at a low price on the table. He didn't rush to ask the two masters to help her. She brought a chair herself and said seriously: "Qutang, Mr. Chen must have liked you. I feel pity for you. Not to mention a man, I have to like him. Mr. Chen is the most pity for her."

Zeng said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! How could Mr. Chen do this? Don't make such jokes in the future and make Miss Qu frivolous."

Qu Tang smiled and said, "President Zeng, as long as Mr. Chen doesn't mind after hearing this, I don't care."

Ma Duyi gave Qutang a thumbs up, turned to look at Zeng Ye, and said, "President Zeng, Master Zeng, has been with Mr. Chen for so many years, but he hasn't learned anything. He has learned this kind of sour Confucianism."

Zeng Ye smiled and said, "It is good to be able to learn a little."

Qu Tang asked curiously: "Is Mr. Chen a master with a skill in maintaining beauty? How many years have you been in the Taoist age on the mountain?"

She is a person who is indifferent to the world. When she gets here, she lives in simplicity and has no friends. Moreover, the ghosts of the Five Islands Sect like to practice each other and almost never visit each other.

Yuan Da and Deng Linjiong looked at each other, and they both envied Qutang a little.

She was a monk personally recommended by the young hidden official.

However, she seems to be still kept in the dark and does not know the true identity of "Mr. Chen". The leader of the sect and the island master of Ma Talk tacitly concealed the matter.

Yuan Da was born into a local aristocratic family in a small southern country. He was recognized as a young prodigy. He was only sixteen years old when he was a reviewer of the National History Academy. Later, he was promoted to Yingfeng Hanlin writings and compiled historical books of the previous dynasty. He served as an official in the court for more than 40 years. The court made albums and inscriptions of the inscriptions of the commemorative officials of a country, and many of them were used.

During his lifetime, Yuan Tai liked to be a simple talk and focused on moral knowledge. When he was an official in the local area, he despised the criminal prison and arrest, the gold grain, the gold grain, the books and household registration, and other matters that paid attention to pragmatic merits and affairs.

The Yuan family had a very rich collection of books. It was once known as the southeast of a country. Yuan Da personally searched thousands of books and built a new book building "Qingyanju". He once wrote two catalog books for his family's collection and precious calligraphy and paintings. Whether it was collected by everyone, there is a very important sign of whether the family collection could be compiled into books based on entries. However, after Yuan Da left his hometown to practice Taoism, he lost his freedom in Shujianhu, and his letters were not available, and he could no longer take care of his family. After only two generations, the family was in decline and his family was in poor storage. He was either pawned and sold by unfilial descendants, or stolen or resold by traitors and concubines. More than half of the maids and concubines were destroyed. A few years ago, Yuan Da went to his hometown and was injured when he saw things.

Because the relationship between Zengye and Chen Ping'an and Gu Can was supported by someone, and there was a mountain of retreat as a backer, the monks of the Five Island Sect have now undergone earth-shaking changes in Shujian Lake. Generally speaking, compared with those errand disciples from outside the True Realm Sect who have not yet entered the genealogy, the Five Island Sect will not be superior, at least not inferior.

As for why Ma Duyi was reluctant to restore her true face, she was extremely open-minded and said that Su Zi had said that this body was like a sacrificial. Since this reason was the case, what was the matter?

Zeng Ye suddenly said, "Ma Duyi, I'm going to go to Dali Jingcheng."

Ma Duyi asked, "Have you thought of a new name, and you want to go to the Ministry of Rites to report in person? Or have you had a letter with Mr. Chen behind my back?"

Zeng Ye shook his head and said, "Why are you embarrassed to trouble Mr. Chen with such a small matter? He just wants to go out and relax."

It turned out that Mr. Chen had sent a letter before, asking Zengye to travel to the capital if he had time. He had a long experience. The letter also introduced an old immortal master to him, saying that the old Yuanying Liu Jia was the gatekeeper of that alley. Zengye just had to stop at the entrance of the alley and report his identity. He said that he was familiar with Chen Ping'an. He could also let Zhao Duanming, a young man from the Zhao family in Tianshui, travel to the capital with Zengye. It was said that it was Chen Ping'an's meaning.

So Zeng Ye wanted to follow Mr. Chen’s advice and go to Dali Jingcheng.

Ma Duyi said angrily: "Small things are small things?"

Zeng Ye smiled and said, "Just be able to get along with the name of the sect."

In the night.

An ancient temple surrounded by lakes, and a narrow stone staircase winding up in front of the mountain gate.

The young Taoist priest sat on the steps, at the entrance of the mountain, at the foot of the island, lying on a stone carving with a stele carrying a stele. He carried a large stone tablet weighing ten thousand pounds on his back, and a Taoist book carrying a cloud and rain.

This place was once one of the many temples of a real dragon. She didn't settle here many times in the past, but it was one of the few traces that were preserved.

The seal is thrown on the forehead, and the horns of the dragon are slightly defiled.

Lu Chen sighed, the clouds and water were floating around, and the autumn was coming and going.

Looking at the big turtle, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Don't pretend to be asleep there. Tell me, how could I escape the disaster? Why didn't Zhu Yan knock it down without a stick?"

The stone turtle carp actually came alive, twisted her neck, and looked at the Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown. The old turtle seemed extremely guilty and said hoarsely: "A disaster was indeed coming back then, so I told Fei Concubine Fei and Zhu Yan that I and Master Lu are old acquaintances. I followed the law and ordered to guard the Baihua Lake Temple here, practice Taoism, comprehend the book of heaven, and sooner or later, I will go to Baiyujing to see Master Lu. If they dare to do it here, be careful that Master Lu will be angry, and the younger ones dare not hide it. It is roughly like this. The two throne monsters at the throne let the younger one go when they heard this, and even the Baihua Lake was saved. They are all the best, and the Lu leader."

Lu Chen said, "You speak very arrogantly, do they really believe it?"

The big turtle pointed his head at the ground and said in a muffled voice: "It's lucky to be lucky, thank you for the blessing of Master Lu."

Lu Chen waved his sleeves and appeared a picture of a lady like a fine brush. It was the figure of the martial artist named Lu, and said, "I don't have a good memory and it's not convenient for frequent fortune-telling. Please help me see if it's one of the many palace maids around her?"

The big turtle's eyes were glittering golden light. He looked closely and nodded, "Yes, yes. His appearance has changed a lot, but his temperament has not changed much, especially those eyes, which cannot be wrong."

Lu Chen broke up the scroll and smiled and said, "Old guy, it's rare to meet again. If you want to complain, just hold on."

"I beg the head coach Lu to be kind and help remove the stone tablet."

The big turtle said carefully: "Please turn your body."

Lu Chen reached out to block his ear, "What, the wind is too strong, I can't hear it sincerely, say louder, I'm asking for anything, OK, goodbye."

After a full hour, the head of the chief Lu left the island and turned his head toward the big turtle on the lake.

After about half an hour, the laughter of Master Lu sounded from the lake of the Great Tortoise, "The monks are only impetuous and not a weapon to condense the Tao."

The big turtle was not very frightened. Master Lu was a little good and was very arrogant. It was nothing to scold him.

At the same time, the Taoist script on the stone tablet fell like autumn leaves. After a while, the stone tablet was still on the back of the big turtle, but the stone Taoist script was gone.

The old man then condensed into a human body, full of water and energy. He held a small stone tablet in his hand as his natal treasure. He raised his arm high and smashed it hard at a water palace at the bottom of the lake, and said slowly: "With my bad temper, can you bear it?"

Hehuan Mountain, Fengle Town at the foot of the mountain.

In an alley, Liu Tie and the girl were walking in front, and Lu Mo was walking behind, about five or six steps away from them.

She felt a blur before her eyes, and the blurred figure of the young Taoist priest appeared in front of her, with a smile on her face

, exhaled gently at her.

Lu Mo, who was like the wind blowing sand, had no time to react, was a young master with a bottleneck in the fifth realm martial artist. He was just a sniff by the Taoist priest, and his flesh and blood melted in an instant, and his muscles and bones all turned into countless golden starlight, floating towards the side of the wall.

After Liu Tie took two steps, he suddenly turned his head.

Because Lu Mo, who should have made uniform and subtle footsteps, actually lost the sound from her side.

Liu Tie breathed a sigh of relief, Lu Mo was still in the alley, but she seemed a little absent-minded.

Lu Mo shook his head, and he seemed to have taken a nap for no reason, but he always felt like he had missed something.

The woman didn't know that after the Taoist priest blew his true energy into his limbs and bones, she was dead.

In this way, Lu Mo, who had only achieved success in the sixth level of martial artists in this life, had a pair of immortal bones with golden branches and jade leaves as if he had been reshaped.

No one can find a strange picture in the entire Hehuan Mountain area.

The sign of enlightenment that the Taoist priests in Jinxian Temple pursued tirelessly is that as the nails left by the tendons, a golden snake that was less than a foot long appeared.

In this alley at the foot of the mountain, an extremely slender golden line suddenly lit up, and a small red gold snake suddenly emerged, dragging it in the night sky for a long time, more than a thousand miles?

In an instant, the golden thread was pulled together with the Taoist boy in a Taoist temple in Shengao Sect.

Lu Mo turned his shoulders and a golden lotus bloomed one after another on the child's wrist.

Qi Zhen, the Heavenly Lord of the Shengao Sect, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and shrank down from the mountains and rivers, looking at the long golden line gradually dissipating in the Taoist temple on the mountainside. This is called the Taoist fate.

The beginning is like the Hehuan Mountain on the border of Qingxing Kingdom?

Qi Zhen didn't dare to make up his mind, but was surprised. Could it be that Master Lu has returned to Haoran?

But why go to such a small place?

In the shabby alley in the town, a young Taoist priest hunched his sleeves with his hands, leaned against the wall, yawned, and smiled and said, "Give back your true face three thousand years ago."

A small boat in the lake is rising and falling.

Some people stop here, with a faint wind and smoke covering the water. They come to raft and fish in the evening. There is a crescent moon above and below the horizon and on the lake.

In addition to an old man fishing, there was also an extremely handsome boy sitting on the bow of the boat. He was slender, feminine, and dressed in white. He did not hold a rod, but just served as a companion to enjoy the scenery.

The boy asked, "Senior Zhang, I heard that there was once a Yokoha Island here?"

The old man nodded and said, "You are a rare seed of reading in Shujianhu. I heard that in recent years, you have been secretly compiling Shujianhu local chronicles and chronology?"

The boy nodded, "It's okay to be idle, entertain yourself."
To be continued...