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Lu Zhengkang was speechless, "A hundred years? At that time I could fly up."

"Hey! Toad yawns, your boy is so loud! The world is full of dying spirits and old monsters, and there are few true immortals in the world. It is true that all families can achieve golden pills for a hundred years."

Lu Zhengkang shrugged, "I only started cultivating the Taoism last year. And the slowest record of my inheritance and achievement of the demons is fifty years."

The mountain god was silent for a while, "Is it too late for me to join your clan now?"

"Of course welcome. Would you like to come to my Chi Ming City to sit? My house is quite large. You can go to sleep when you are tired."

"Ahem, I just played a little joke, isn't it, I said your big business, it sounds so stylish and powerful, why do you have to come to our ruined place for hundreds of years to fight the autumn wind? "

Lu Zhengkang sighed, "We are all going it alone, we have no inheritance, we just started from scratch."

The mountain god turned a pair of hands to applaud vigorously, "Encouragement, I admire a promising young man like you, but if we are all right here, should we do this first? We have to go back to sleep."

Lu Zhengkang watched him flap his wings and disappear into the sky.

What is certain is that the remnants of the Donghuang faction in the universe are deliberately obstructing Lu Zhengkang and protecting their descendants as far as possible within the scope of the rules.Rui Hongchang, this kid will definitely not wake up, maybe more than ten and a half months, even one hundred years, two hundred years is not impossible.

The construction of the Demon Pool has already begun. It is just when the production capacity needs to be expanded. Chi Tianfu's personnel in the universe, a large part of the usual food and consumables, are brought in from the outside world, and the door is opened one hour a day. To expand production investment in the world of forcing the universe is to slow down the time for Lu Zhengkang to condense the magic body in disguise.

Lu Zhengkang had to find a way to wake up this kid, he could keep reading files anyway, and he would start again after a failure, without fear of the apprentice being put to death.

This is the twelfth day of Chi Tianfu’s settlement in the universe. They planned to use spiritual crystal bricks to build the demon pool, so they began to smelt a large number of spiritual materials to refine spiritual stones, and then use spiritual stones to refine spiritual crystals. Lu Zhengkang tried to cure His second disciple, but he didn't mean to wake up at all.

The mana in Rui Hongchang's body is getting stronger day by day, and in his sleep, he fell into a state of monasticism with a very good mood.

Since Lu Zhengkang couldn't save him by all means, he could simply put him in the spirit gathering formation to cultivate. Maybe this kid will become a golden pill when he wakes up?

On the thirteenth day, the people of Fengcheng found a sword light falling in the direction of Chengxin An. The monks basically do not recite the "Scarlet Xuanming Mantra". There is only an eight-year-old bhikkhu in Chengxin An. Curious to read it several times, the heart mark planted by Lu Zhengkang is his only eyeliner.

The master of this sword light was a male monk, who came to inquire about the whereabouts of Jing Bodhi, and then was told by the nun in the nunnery that the master had gone to the Yuelun Mountain for disaster relief, but he had not returned.

Following the vines, Fu Daozi came to Yuelun Mountain on the fourteenth day, the seventh day of March.

Lu Zhengkang greeted him early at the gate of the newly built small town at the foot of the mountain.

Chapter 786 Shuangxiong Meeting

Fu Daozi had seen the people up and down Yuelun Mountain in the cloud. He pressed his sword light two miles away, landed on the ground, and strode towards him. He was a floating swordsman and Taoist with a swift navy blue sleeve. Fanning, a rectangular red sandalwood sword box on the back, and a red jade sword at his waist. Although it was indifferent, Gu Pan was particularly romantic when he walked.

Wearing only a simple linen robe, Lu Zhengkang stood upright, with long hair tied around his back with a strip of cloth, swaying constantly with the wind, calm and graceful.

The two looked at each other from a distance. At that time, three hundred steps away, the human body was like a bean. The closer they got, the narrower and longer the mountains and seas between the two. Fu Daozi walked slowly and slowly. He was thick and sharp. The magic power of Jin Xing has flowed up and down the whole body along the qi pulses extended by the golden core, and there is a constant scream of swords in the sword box behind it, and every step it takes, it becomes higher and higher, until the ears can no longer distinguish, only to see The qi tumbling behind him was like a rising sun with sword aura.

If Lu Zhengkang stays indifferent, he will fall into a complete passivity. Fu Daozi can explode his strongest blow at any time, and the initiative of the battle will fall into his hands.

Lu Zhengkang was just very calm, only protecting himself from the pressure of the opponent's rushing sword. The reason he didn't fan out was that he didn't want to expose his magic skills so that the situation would force the two to fight for life and death.

"Friends of Taoism are a guest from afar, I don't know what to ask for?" Lu Zhengkang gently clasped his fists and bowed, polite.

Fu Daozi was silent for a while, slightly suppressing the tumbling mana, let go of the sword hilt clutched at his waist, and pinched the Zi Meridian Jue with his hands, but also bowed and said, "Chief of Qinglian Jianzong Spring Equinox Mountain, Fu Daozi."

"Jiu Yang. In the next Lu Zhengkang, the deer in the Hong case deer cart is upright and upright, and the people are healthy." Lu Zhengkang smiled with his hands on his back, kind of warmth to see an old friend.

Fu Daozi stared at him, the sword repairer's eyes were like the real sword light, forcing the eyes of the person who was looking at him to pierce, "I came here to find Master Bodhi and hear that she and Qing Ning Zi came to Yuelun Mountain for disaster relief, but he has not returned home. I don't know why?"

Lu Zhengkang leaned sideways and made an inviting gesture, "Master Jing Bodhi is resting in the humble house. If you want to see you, we can go and pay respects."

Fu Daozi condensed his energy, and the tremor of the sword box on his back ceased, "It's good, the poor Dao is disturbing."

The two walked side by side into the village.

Lu Zhengkang took the initiative to introduce: "At the beginning of the year, a lake in the main peak of Yuelun Mountain broke its dyke under the influence of earth movement, and the eruption of mountain torrents destroyed the house. Tens of thousands of people in this area were displaced overnight. Thousands of people were killed at that time, and countless more people suffered. Hongze cannot escape from the trapped mud. If Master Jing Bodhi and Daoist Qingningzi arrived in time, I don’t know how many people would die."

Fu Daozi nodded, "The monks are supposed to be like this. It is also a merit to benefit the people and eliminate disasters. It is also a virtue to help the world."

The two talked freely, walking slowly on the rough streets of Xinyue Town, where pedestrians were like weaving, women who came out of coats early returned, farmers with lotus hoes and plows walked to the outskirts of farmland, and officials shuttled, The children are jumping for joy, and the Huafa elders are walking leaning on the rod. Everyone is cheerful, refreshed, and without sadness.

Those who are familiar with him will bow and salute when he sees Lu Zhengkang, and Lu Zhengkang responds with etiquette, without being arrogant.

After chatting with Fu Daozi for a while, Lu Zhengkang said with a smile: "The chief Taoist saw that there are young people with cultivation bases, realms and knowledge. Today I asked people to prepare a table of potluck. Everyone has tea and talks about spiritual practice. How do you feel?" His tone was light and loose, as if he really regarded Fu Daozi as a fairy friend from afar.

Fu Daozi didn't dare to rashly agree, he just turned the subject, "The Daoist friend is too polite, in fact, I have something to ask next."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I wonder if you have talked with my junior sister Qing Ningzi?" Fu Daozi stopped.

Lu Zhengkang turned to look at him, "Of course, Qing Ningzi has a graceful manner and a pure heart, and is still fresh in my memory below. I wonder if she came in well?"

The expression on Fu Daozi's face seemed to be printed on it, and it didn't change a bit, but his right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword on his waist quietly, "Naturally it is good."

Lu Zhengkang was quite relieved, "That's enough. Fellow Taoists, this is the house where Master Jing Bodhi lives. Wait a moment here, and I will hit the door."

Fu Daozi looked at this sly cultivator, and the various abnormalities he saw along the way of Yang Guo seemed to finally have a thread here, and this person is related to the ultimate goal of his trip. Fu Daozi is not rushing to fight. He came, but when he saw this man from a distance, he felt cold all over, and his back felt dull as if a small ice skate was cutting. His magic weapon spirit sword took the initiative to warn him, and his energy was constantly rising, as if he was a peerless person. The enemy is general.

But this person is gentle and polite, and his body is full of merits and virtues, how can he rashly shoot him?

Fu Daozi was caught in a dilemma, staring at Lu Zhengkang's back, the palm of his right hand holding the sword couldn't help itching.

Lu Zhengkang opened the gate of the courtyard and greeted: "Master Jing Bodhi! A guest is here!"

A Buddha's name came from the newly built wooden house: "Amitabha Buddha, please come in, laymen. The poor nuns have already prepared fragrant tea. Don't let the guests wait outside."

Lu Zhengkang smiled and turned his head, "Brother Fu Daozi, please."

"So, it's so disturbing."

The two opened the door and entered. In the brightly-lit room with the windows wide open, Jing Bodhi really prepared fragrant tea. A tea sea was placed on the couch and two reed mats were laid for guests.

Jing Bodhi was sitting and seeing Lu Zhengkang entering the door, she just gestured to sit down, and the tea stove on the side was boiling, and she started to make tea.

Lu Zhengkang and Fu Daozi knelt down side by side. It is a sunny and clear day. The light is diffuse, the white dust floating in the room is like a hundred thousand insects, and the sun shines on the sea of ​​tea with a layer of light gold, pure Bodhi Wash the tea cup, take a fair cup, and serve tea to the two guests.

After receiving the tea cup, this refreshing tea soup poured into the sun, like a cup of sapphire.Lu Zhengkang sniffed the scent first. The ascetic had delicate five senses and was able to taste the fragrance of tea. He took a sip and put down the tea cup.

The atmosphere calmed down, and Lu Zhengkang became a middleman and introduced each other, "This is the chief disciple of Qinglian Jianzong on the Spring Equinox Mountain, and the immortal head of Fu Daozi. This is the Master of Chengxin Temple in Fuhu Mountain, Master Jing Bodhi.

Fu Daozi politely said: "Good tea."

Jing Bodhi just shook his head, "Murano rough tea, fellow Taoists are polite."

Fu Daozi put down the tea cup and said to Jing Bodhi, "I have a question next, I wonder if the master can answer it?"

"There is nothing to say."

Fu Daozi asked softly: "This time I heard that the master came to Yuelun Mountain with Qingningzi of this zong. I wonder if she encountered any problems?"