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Chapter 137 Carrying the pig's head to find the temple gate (1)

In the southwest of Xi'an City, Shaanxi Province, there is a steep and beautiful mountain range, like a beautiful painting screen, with dangerous terrain and rugged roads, with five large valleys, over a hundred small valleys, hundreds of miles. This is the birthplace of Taoism - Zhongnan Mountain. In the Zhou Dynasty, Zhongnan Mountain and Taibai Mountain were collectively called: Taiyi Mountain, which is known as "Immortal City", "Crown of the Cave Heaven" and "The No. 1 Blessing Land in the World".

Taiyi Mountain, the main peak of Zhongnan Mountain, is rich in medicinal materials and is known as the "Herbal Kingdom". It is still sang the song "Taiyi Mountain is full of treasures, so you don't have to worry about illness, go up the mountain to pull grass".

Like the mountain gate at Longhu Mountain, there is also a mountain peak that is shrouded in clouds and mist on the main peak of Taiyi that ordinary people cannot find. This is the temple of the Taiyi Sect in the cultivation world.

It was morning, and a young and handsome Taoist with a long hair and a group of disciples were meditating and practicing in the square in front of the hall. While breathing and breathing, a voice came from the distance from the sky: "Old man, Forgetful Old Man, Forgetful Old Man, Forgetful Old Man, Forgetful Old Man, Forgetful Old Man, I'm here~"

Hearing this sound, the old Taoist priest with fairy spirit and Taoist sank immediately. Several disciples closest to him secretly raised their eyes and saw that the blue veins were rising from their master's temples.

A breath of turbid air was exhaled, and the old Taoist said, "Mingkong, you will continue to meditate. I will go to the reception room behind the palace to make tea. When Master Xu Zhenzi comes, you can let him go in and find me directly."

A handsome Taoist sitting in front of him suppressed his smile and nodded. The old Taoist didn't say anything. After all, the whole practice was disturbed by the old Zamao, who was so slaughtering, and it was useless to blame the disciples. The old Taoist just turned around and walked into the hall quickly, fearing that the old and uncultured would say something unbearable in front of the disciples.

Mingkong turned around and instructed the next group of fellow disciples to continue practicing, and then came to the mountain gate alone to wait for Xu Zhenzi's arrival.

Xu Zhenzi didn't ask him to wait for long. Not long after he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw an old Taoist with a gourd on his back pressing the clouds and falling in front of the mountain gate. When the old Taoist saw Mingkong in front of the mountain gate, he smiled and waited for him to give him a smile and asked, "Your master has gone back to the living room to make tea. Why is the old guy still so unfaithful after having been in love with me for so many years? Isn't it just that he has lost face in front of his apprentice and there are no outsiders."

Mingkong, who knew the relationship between these two old Taoists, giggled and said, "If there were really outsiders, the master would have been led to the living room long ago and he would not hear what you said."

"Tsk tsk, may it be that your Taiyi Sect's living room was not cultivated for me back then. Well, you don't need to lead the way. You will continue to practice with the boys. I am more familiar with the road inside." After that, Xu Zhenzi walked inward with great strides.

Mingkong shook his head and smiled and walked back behind him. The uncle of Zhengyidao was still so popular that he had not changed at all for many years.

"By the way, Mingkong, you just happened to have a trip and call your uncles to the living room. What the old Taoist wants to say today is a big deal. Your master probably wants to call everyone to discuss matters, so you just call them all, so I can save you two more words."

"Yes, Master Xu Zhenzi, I'll go now." Mingkong became a little more serious when he heard this. Although the old Taoist was a little naughty, he was not a joke. He must be a little bitch of the matter that needed to gather in the crowd to discuss matters, so he also speeded up and went to various sects to notify the elders.

Soon, all the old Taoists of the Forget Generation gathered in the living room and looked at the old Taoist Xu Zhenzi sitting in the guest room. When Mingkong bowed and was about to close the door and go out, Xu Zhenzi put down the teacup and waved to him and said, "Don't leave Mingkong, I thought about it and you would stay. I may not understand some places and things. You young people have a lot of knowledge, and some questions may fall on your head to answer."

Seeing Wangqing nodding at him, Mingkong bowed and closed the door again and stood aside and listened.

Seeing that everyone was here, Xu Zhenzi cleared her throat and began to tell the story of this matter in the United States. Of course, the old Taoist also mixed some instigation words in it.

After about half an hour, the old Taoist Xu Zhenzi finally finished speaking, and the old Taoists below also began to raise various questions.

A fat old man asked, "What country is this America? How far is it from us, and how big is it?"

When Xu Zhenzi heard this, hey, this old guy is so embarrassed. Before he discussed how to fight, he asked about the final spoils first. But speaking of this, the United States is really not familiar with it. Even though he heard a few words from boy Yun Jing and Afu, it was really hard to answer.

Just as Xu Zhenzi scratched his head a little, he happened to see the little guy Mingkong who was directly opposite him thinking with his eyes lit up. Looking at the posture, he must know the benefits there. Hehe, let your disciples be more credible than what I said in my old Taoist.

So Xu Zhenko said that she was a little thirsty when she said too much, raised her teacup, and signaled that Mingkong could also speak about this matter.

Seeing the eyes of many uncles and uncles, Mingkong had to organize a brief description to everyone, "The United States is located on the other end of the earth, tens of thousands of miles away from our Chinese football team. Its land area is similar to that of us. It is one of the most powerful countries in the world."

"The landforms there are as diverse as those in China, and there are countless mountains, rivers and rivers. The population of that country is much smaller than that of China, and these famous mountains and rivers are basically uninhabited."

"In terms of religion, it should be dominated by Western Christian sects, but it seems that other sects are not excluded. There are many races there, including white and black people, as well as many yellow people who immigrated to the past in our country, but they all speak English..."

When the fat Taoist heard this, he couldn't help but interrupted, "In such a big country, there are no people who cultivate the truth, so they just let those blessed lands be abandoned?"

"Uh... I don't know much about this, but I don't seem to hear that there are any cultivators there. It has not been long since the country was established, and it has only been a few hundred years. The natives there have been almost killed by those white people, and I have never heard of any cultivators taking action."

With a bang, the fat Taoist slapped his thigh and said to Wangqingzi excitedly: "Senior Brother, this business has been done. We have to make a few good caves in such many caves."

Wangqingzi looked at this junior brother who was a businessman before practicing Taoism for a while and was speechless. Can't I see this? How can a practitioner talk about business all day long? And such a good thing is coming to inform us. Is it really because the cave is too many gifts? Obviously, the hell forces are not easy to deal with, so they came to help. However, the bait thrown is large enough and it is really worth a try. As for how to deal with it, we have to discuss it again.

Soon, another old Taoist asked Wangqingzi's question, "Xuzhen, what is the origin of that hell? If you have such a good deal, you can come to us. You must be unable to eat it yourself and come to us."
Chapter completed!
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