Jiangxi Longhu Mountain, named after Zhang Tianshi's "Dancheng and Dragon and Tiger Present". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a towering main peak facing a lake that reflects the blue sky and white clouds like a mirror, the mountain is Tianmen Mountain, and the lake is Shangqing Lake. The mountain is straight, almost perpendicular to the horizon, a stone staircase like the magic of nature stretches from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, looking up from the lakeside, like a jade belt floating into the clouds, this ladder is called the ladder to the sky. Dao 1, Dao 2, Dao 3, and Dao 4 are quadruplets, they are exactly the same, and even the degree of obesity is almost the same, and the original loose Dao robe is tightly strangled on their bodies, and where is there still a little bit of the appearance of the Dao bone fairy wind of the disciples of the Heavenly Master. Daoyi was very worried, so the three younger brothers were also worried, and the four brothers sat on the steps and looked at the head patriarch who was slightly distracted by the lake under the three or four steps. When the head patriarch went down the mountain, he was still held in the hands of the old ancestor of Wuji, and the elves were so strange that people liked them, but they didn't expect to go down the mountain for two or three years, and they would get a girl's embryo. Bah, Bah, Daoyi hurriedly snorted a few times in his heart, what a girl's embryo, no matter how beautiful a girl is, it is also their head ancestor. In terms of generations, they have been separated from Zhang Wuji for six generations, so doesn't the little head in front of them have to be the ancestor?

Dao Si sighed, Dao San also sighed, Dao Er also sighed and looked at Dao Yi, Dao Yi had no choice, so he reluctantly moved his fat body down a few steps, came to the girl's side, and cautiously coaxed: "The head of the little ancestor, why don't we go back to the view first?" Seeing that it is about to get dark...... In fact, what he wanted to talk about was the twilight drum, because there was dinner after the twilight drum on the mountain, and the senior brothers in the dining room would not leave dinner for them, and if they didn't go back, they would have to be hungry all night.

The girl's delicate little eyebrows frowned: "Do you have anyone you like?"

Dao Yi secretly glanced back at the three brothers, and when he saw that they were looking up at the white clouds in the blue sky boredly, he turned back again and said very carefully, "Like Master, does that count?"

The girl puffed out her cheeks and spat a bubble of saliva: "Who is your master?"

Dao Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved, how could there be thousands of Taoist priests in Guanli, not including the many seniors who traveled all over the world, how could they recognize their own nameless master? Dao Yi smiled, and the fat on his chin trembled slightly with his laughter: "My master is a Xuanyi Daoist. After saying that, he scratched his head with embarrassment, he felt that the head of the family was a big man with a vast universe in mind, how could he recognize his master who was obsessed with alchemy? When Dao thought of the unkempt master, his heart was like a wrinkled Shangqing Lake, that was called a sorrow! The masters of Meilan and Zhuju won the favor of the elders, and it was said that they might be able to be transferred to the dining room as supervisors next year, alas, if the master could become the person in charge of the dining room, then the four of his brothers would not have to worry about not having enough to eat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the head of the fox say suspiciously: "Xuanyi Daoist, do you mean Yan Xuanyi? A few years ago, alchemy blew up the house, and finally refined a pill, and the Yan Xuanyi who had a stomach for a month?"

Dao Yi was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, but after thinking about it: it turns out that the head of the sect knows his master! From another point of view, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing, at least it leaves an impression on the boss, even if this impression is not very positive. Daoyi is a very optimistic fat man, so at first, when the Wuji Ancestor sent the four of them down the mountain, he was very worried, but after thinking about it, he could go down the mountain and play in the mountains and rivers, and he could see a lot of things that he had not seen before, and it seemed that it was not a bad thing. After a lot of hardship, he finally found the little ancestor in charge, but he was almost blasted out of the door by the little ancestor's perverted Taoism, but fortunately he met a kind little monk. Looking back now, Dao Yi felt that the kind-hearted little monk would definitely be able to achieve positive results, and no matter how bad it was, he would definitely be able to burn a few relics in the future, although he didn't figure out why the little monk looked different from the monk in the mountain temple next door.

Even if the little ancestor changed his words, he continued: "Yan Xuanyi is not bad. After speaking, the little ancestor buried his chin between his knees again, "Big fat paper, you don't know what liking is." ”

Daoyi scratched his head: "I like to eat vegetarian meat." Thinking of the braised vegetarian pork made with dried tofu in the dining room, Daoyi's saliva came down again.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the lake reflecting the distant mountains and the blue sky, sighed, and the gloom on his little face did not dissipate: "I can't like him, I want to marry that big villain in the future, how can I like him? And he is a lama!"

Dao Yi couldn't understand Zhang Xiaoman's words, what kind of like, what kind of marriage, what kind of big villain, what kind of lama...... Is the trumpet played by a lama and a musician in a Taoist temple the same thing?

Zhang Xiaoman watched sadly as the white clouds slowly drifted on the surface of the lake, the sun set in the west, and the white cranes swept across the lake to bring out a string of ripples...... Sad, sad, sad......

Daoyi wanted to say something, he knew that the head seemed to be worried about someone, but why didn't the head of the Taoist skill so strong not use the thunder to slam the annoying guy?

Daoyi was also very sad, because his stomach rumbled again, and it seemed that in response to the sound of his stomach, Daoyi's stomach also rang.

Dao Yi turned around, wanting to comfort the three younger brothers, but saw the white-bearded old Taoist floating from the mountain steps, Dao Yi rubbed his eyes, thousands of steps, what kind of Taoist technique is this? He felt that the old man seemed to have jumped directly from the mountain, but this white-bearded old Taoist priest really stood in front of him all at once.

He finally recognized who this old Dao was, and a spirit hurriedly got up and kowtowed: "Dao Yi to meet the Wuji Old Ancestor!"

Dao Erdao and Dao Si also hurriedly turned over and kowtowed, but Zhang Wuji waved his hand: "Excuse me." Then he walked quickly to the worried girl, rubbed his hands and laughed: "Little aunt, you are tired of playing outside, you should also take care of yourself and come back for a while." ”

Zhang Xiaoman pouted and turned his head, not looking at the white-bearded old man.

Lao Dao laughed and moved to one side, and Zhang Xiaoman's head twisted to the other side.

Lao Dao laughed with him and moved to the other side.

Zhang Xiaoman said angrily: "Zhang Wuji, you compensate me." ”

Lao Dao laughed: "Okay, good, I'll compensate me." ”

Zhang Xiaoman squinted and asked, "How to pay?"

Lao Dao said with a smile: "When the main hall is completed, after learning the third book of heaven left by the ancestor master, go down the mountain, how about it?"

Zhang Xiaoman nodded and said, "One word is a certainty." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Hang yourself with a hook." ”

The gloom on the girl's face finally dissipated, and the afterglow of the slanted sunset fell on the pretty face of the beauty embryo, revealing two rows of shell teeth with a sweet smile: "Zhang Wuji, you can't deceive people." ”

Lao Dao hurriedly raised his hand and swore to the sky: "If I don't keep my promise, let me Wuji Lao Dao not be able to feather and ascend to immortal for the rest of my life." ”

The girl clapped her hands happily: "Go, look back." ”

Lao Dao bowed and said: "The head of the house first, please." ”

The girl jumped lightly, and in a blink of an eye, she had already passed more than 100 steps, and Dao Yi sincerely admired: "The head master is really profound. ”

The white-bearded Wuji Daoist stroked his beard and chuckled: "What is this, after learning the third volume of the Book of Heaven, then it is called understanding the infinite mysteries of the Daomen." ”

"Wuji Old Ancestor, what is the third volume of the Book of Heaven?"

Wuji Daoist smiled: "Heavenly Book, it's Heavenly Book!" Wuji Daoist looked at the thin figure that was gradually moving away, and was secretly relieved in his heart, the ancestor read the three volumes of the Heavenly Book back then, and it took a full ninety-nine eighty-one years, but he didn't know how long it would take this little ancestor to complete the third volume of the Heavenly Book, and he didn't know if he would have already become a straggler by that time.

The four brothers looked in admiration at the figure of the little ancestor who was gradually moving away, until it turned into a small black dot on the ladder that day.

Dao Si asked Three, "Is it time to eat?"

Dao San said: "It's long past the twilight drum. ”

Dao Er had a bitter face: "I'm going to be hungry all night again." ”

Dao Yi blushed: "It's all my fault." ”

Twenty years ago, the four brothers were abandoned on the steps of this ladder in their infancy, and they happened to meet themselves who were looking back at themselves, time flies, and in the blink of an eye is twenty years, the quadruplets in the swaddling clothes have grown into the fat Taoists in front of them.

"Daoyi. He smiled and waved at him.

"Hey!" Dao Yihan smiled and leaned in: "Ancestor, Dao Yi is here!"

"Hungry?" he looked at the young fat man kindly, smiling at his bulging belly.

Dao Yi just wanted to shake his head, but his stomach gurgled uncontrollably, he blushed in embarrassment, scratched his head and couldn't speak. The white-bearded old man, whose figure was outlined by the orange sunset, was the legendary immortal in Daoyi's opinion, and he lost his master's face in front of the immortal, which made him feel very frustrated.

"It's so big!" sighed Lao Dao.

Dao Yi was even more ashamed, and looked down at the bulging belly that almost covered his entire foot - the monks couldn't control their appetites, so how could they talk about cultivating the Great Dao?

"Can I learn something from Yan Xuanyi?" said the old man with concern.

Dao Yi thought about his daily homework, and said with his chubby fingers: "Burn the fire, alchemy, burn the fire, alchemy......"

Lao Dao waved his hand: "I know that Xuanyi is obsessed with alchemy, except for alchemy?"

Dao Yi didn't want to look directly into Lao Dao's eyes: "In addition to alchemy, it is to eat...... And...... and sleeping. ”

Lao Dao laughed: "I think Yan Xuanyi can't teach you anything else, so let's do it, you move to my side from today, it just so happens that I still have a vacant room there, but it's a shop, and you four brothers are going to squeeze it." ”

Dao Yi was dumbfounded, and wanted to ask again, but saw that Lao Dao had drifted away in an instant, and in almost a moment, there was already a small gray dot left on the ladder to the sky.