When it was about to get dark, Yang Jian, the little hairy boy, came back.

"Master, I'm back!"

The hairy boy came out of the cliff, jumped up, and saw his master lying on his side watching the sea of clouds on the bluestone as usual, and threw himself into Zhao Yu's arms with a flying pounce, giggling.

Zhao Yu touched his head and killed: "You went to Shenmu City today?"

Yang Jian nodded vigorously, his little face was still red: "Well, there are many people in Shenmu City, it's very fun." ”

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Shenmu City is a small city. One day, I will take you to the court song for the teacher, that is the land of the king of people, and the mountains and seas are prosperous. ”

"Chaoge?"

Yang Jian blinked, his face showing longing.

Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to remember something, and said, "Master, Master, there is a person named Yu Hua, who said that he would come to visit tomorrow." ”

"Yuhua?"

Zhao Yu's thought turned: "The town guard general of Shenmu City?"

"Hmm. Yang Jian nodded: "Which of his mounts is so majestic, much more majestic than Dalu and Xiaohu, his eyes are on fire, and his pupils are golden." ”

"Fiery Eyed Beast. Zhao Yu smiled and said, "He didn't bully you, did he?"

"Nope. Yang Jian shook his head: "He also invited me to eat meat and drink wine." "Say smash it, smash it, smash it, it's an aftertaste.

Zhao Yu saw the son, and a melon exploded on Yang Jian's head: "How old are you, just drink?"

Yang Jian's face fell, pitiful: "But it's delicious." ”

"Go and copy the thousand-word text a hundred times. Zhao Yu picked up Yang Jian: "If you don't finish copying, you won't be allowed to sleep, and you're not allowed to go down the mountain tomorrow." ”

"Huh?"

Yang Jian suddenly looked bitter.

Zhao Yu will not be deceived by his small appearance: "Go quickly." ”

"Oh..."

Yang Jian rubbed into the courtyard, and after a while, he rushed out: "Master, that Taoist priest is stupid. ”

When Zhao Yufu heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "You don't care about him, go copy the thousand-word text yourself." ”

Yang Jian wilted again, turned around and went in.

"Yuhua..."

Zhao Yu groaned in his heart.

This Shenmu City is at the foot of Tiantai Mountain, under Zhao Yu's nose. There is an ant in Shenmu City, and Zhao Yu is also familiar with it. This town guard general Yu Hua, of course Zhao Yu is no stranger.

The Interception Sect is the state religion of the Great Shang, and many of the disciples of the Interception Sect serve in the Great Shang. A high-ranking person is like Wen Zhong, and this Yuhua is also one of them.

knew that this person's name was Yu Hua, and Zhao Yu also recalled it and found this person's roots. Yu Hua is a disciple of Yu Yuan, a qi immortal, and Yu Yuan is a disciple of the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, one of the four great virgins under the seat of the master of the Tongtian Sect. That is to say, this Yuhua is the Xuantu grandson of the Tongtian Sect Master.

By the way, Wen Zhong and Yu Yuan are brothers, both of whom are disciples of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The desolate city on the edge of Shenmu City is an extremely important military place in the west of the Great Shang, and Yuhua will guard it here, relying on its magical powers, but it is not afraid of the barbarians in the wilderness of Tiantai Mountain.

In the past two years, Yuhua has sent troops once every three months, one is to expel and strangle the monsters in the mountains, and the other is to deter the Western barbarians. It's also dutiful.

There have been rumors of immortals in Tiantai Mountain for a long time, but most of them are among the people, and Yu Hua doesn't care. But today, Yang Jian went down the mountain to Shenmu City, causing a sensation, and naturally he couldn't escape Yu Hua's eyes. When Yu Hua saw Yang Jian, the little boy was full of blood and blood, how could he not be shocked?

Presumably, he was sure that the immortal family in the mountains was true, so he made contact with Yang Jian and offered to pay a visit.

Between Zhao Yu's thoughts, he will sort out the front and back thoroughly.

I met the real person of Yuding today, and I will see you tomorrow to see the remnants of the sect, but it is okay.

However, the cultivation of Yu Hua is really a bit shallow. Looking at it is only the realm of refining Qi, it is not as good as the law image, and there are many supernatural powers, and the killing is also fierce, but it has gone astray.

It is said that Zhao Yu also has a good impression of the sect, although the sect is uneven, there are demons and monsters, but the Tongtian sect leader's concept of education is quite Zhao Yu's approval. Yuan Shi Tianzun despised the generation of thin and wet eggs, and the master of the Tongtian Sect did not refuse to come, but he neglected to discipline, which made the reputation of the sect mixed with good and bad.

What Zhao Yu values most is the transmission of the Fa by the Master of the Tongtian Sect. Every once in a while, this saint opens the door of Biyou Palace and speaks, and whoever comes, he can hear it. It's just that I don't know when the sect leader will preach next, and Zhao Yu is looking forward to it.

Now Yu Hua is coming to see him, so he just inquires. When the time comes, wouldn't it be nice for the East China Sea and his party to listen to the sage's preaching?

...

Nothing was said all night.

Yang Jian finished copying the thousand-character text at dawn. He probably won't be able to sleep this time, but he is full of energy and blood, and it is nothing if he doesn't sleep for three or five days. Copying a thousand-character text is Zhao Yu's punishment for Yang Jian. And it is not copied with pen and paper, but engraved on the jade slip with a carving knife. Otherwise, it will be copied a hundred times.

Yawned, Yang Jian came out of the house, and saw that Yuding Zhenren was still sitting in the same place, with dew on his hair and eyebrows, but he didn't notice it. is still immersed in the original pure meditation sutra and can't extricate himself.

Yang Jian pursed his lips and jumped out of the courtyard gate, his master was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, motionless.

"Master. ”

Zhao Yu opened his eyes: "Finished copying?"

"Hmm. Yang Jian shrunk his neck.

Zhao Yu nodded and closed his eyes again.

Yang Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took the big deer and the little tiger and quietly went down the mountain.

Yesterday, I saw the prosperity of Shenmu City, where can I be in a day? I can't wait today.

Zhao Yu didn't care about him, anyway, under his nose, no one could hurt Yang Jian.

The day is roughly three feet high, and when the martial arts are still up, a team of people and horses came to the bottom of the cliff. Yang Jian is also among them.

The hairy boy raised his head and pointed to the cliff and said, "It's up there." ”

Yu Hua turned over and got off the back of the fire-eyed golden-eyed beast, looked up, and couldn't help but say, "How tall?"

"Seven or eight thousand feet. Yang Jian scratched his head: "I'll take you up." ”

As he spoke, he climbed the ladder and wanted to climb up.

At this time, the voice of the fairy fell: "How can it be rude to intercept the Taoist friends when they come?"

Unconsciously, a cloud rose at the foot of Yuhua: "Daoist friends can take this cloud up the mountain." ”

As for Yang Jian, he turned around and walked away. He hasn't had enough of it.

Yu Hua hesitated for a moment, and then bowed: "I'm tired of my seniors." ”

The clouds rose, the streamer flashed, and Yuhua had reached the cliff. Seeing the green-robed Taoist, he looked at him with a smile.

Yu Hua hurriedly bowed: "The younger generation intercepted Yu Hua and visited the seniors." ”

Yu Hua is not a reckless person, and seeing that this Taoist is indeed powerful, he does not dare to slack off.

It is said that in Zhao Yu's impression, although there are many demons and monsters in the sect, they have also killed and injured people. But there are not many people who are disgusting and arrogant. On the contrary, there are many arrogant disciples of the three generations of exposition.

Zhao Yu returned the salute with a smile, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, please take a seat." ”

He sat opposite each other on the bluestone.

Said: "Poor Dao Tianyi, I have long admired the prestige of the sect, and today I see it and it is really worthy of its reputation." ”

Although Yu Hua knew that this was a kind word, he also smiled happily and hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare." The mana of the seniors is profound, and the juniors should not be so praised. ”

Then he said: "The younger generation has heard rumors of immortals in the mountains, but they just think it's a rumor. Yesterday, I saw the senior disciples, shocked by the heavens, the predecessors sat on this mountain, drove away the demons, kept the water and soil safe, and taught the younger generations to be ashamed. ”