I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 267
Gu Yao and Jing Yin's big eyes meet small eyes. According to the rouge on Jing Yin's collar and the speed at which she spends money recently, Gu Yao has good reasons to doubt her.
But it shouldn't be so, the teacher is a monk with a deep Buddha nature, even if there are child molestations in places like brothels, she shouldn't be so cruel, let alone Die'er.

"You don't like women, do you?" Gu Yaohu questioned.

Mute: "."

She sighed: "Put away your exuberant imagination and prepare for your competition. After a while, when you do it, I will have a chance to find out."

"I've found a breaking point, but there's an expert there, and I need to lure him out. The best chance is the competition."

Jing Yin explained a few words, then went back to the house.

Gu Yao looked at Die'er, she waved her hand innocently, expressing that she didn't know anything and had been arguing with the group of old bustards with disgusting eyes.

"Okay, Die Er, you should go back and rest too, I have worked hard on you during this time."

After sending Die Er away, Gu Yao did not go back to the house, but walked around in the yard, wearing starlight and stepping on the shadow.

"I'm a little nervous, old man. If I lose, I won't lose. I'm invincible in the world. I'm invincible under the Yang God. I'm invincible."

Long Niu Xiaoyin fell into a deep sleep after spit out the Yugong Jing. During this period of time, he found a few lonely ghosts in Jingyesi and helped them kill them, but Xiaoyin remained indifferent.

The practice speed of the Foolish Old Man's Sutra is also constantly slowing down, the more difficult it is, the day when the golden core will be condensed is nowhere in sight, and the chief's mind is unpredictable
"I won't lose, I will definitely get back your soul fragments."

He stopped and looked up at the looming waning moon. Behind him was the appearance of a dog, and he opened his mouth to swallow the moonlight, swallowing all the surrounding air.

With another thought, a black moon loomed on his forehead, and the cold that froze everything surged, as if the moonlight was frozen.

"I have basically mastered the power of the two Dharma statues. Together with the Qimen, I have sought advice from the officials of Jingye Division. It is barely enlightened. With the power of Taiyin, I will definitely win."

Restraining the two dharma images, Gu Yao took a deep breath and walked towards the well: "If you summon the frogs left in the Wuqi River, if you meet the guy who controls the black dragon's magic machine in advance, and directly grab the black dragon's magic machine, you will be safe."

Theoretically speaking, Die'er is his ghost refiner, so he should be able to play.

The problem is that Die Er is the ghost master who controls the laws of the underworld. Unless it is a battle between humans and ghosts, or the ghost gate is open during the Ghost Festival, if she appears in the world at other times, she may cause some disturbances.

To prevent accidents, Gu Yao didn't intend to let Die'er make a move.

"The technique of talisman water, talisman and talisman, no one should be able to defeat me; with the method of Tianxin thunder, no one should be able to defeat me except Zhang Qingchen who masters the thunder of the society."

"There is also the Black Dragon Divine Machine, it should be foolproof. The only exception is the Flying Sword Sect, Qingcheng, and Emei Sword Immortals, who have never fought against each other. Thinking carefully, I need more than a million points of preparation to kill all accidents."

Kneading seals to form a curse, Gu Yao began to summon the little frogs in the Wuqi River in the well water.

There are also many people who have not slept tonight.

Zhang Qingchen was sitting on the roof of the Tianshi Mansion's office, holding the Excalibur Quxie in his hand, and a Thunder Dragon was alive and swimming around him.

"To win."

"The Heavenly Master's Mansion cannot be divided. I want to end everything and use the strongest force to defeat my junior brother and let him return to the Heavenly Master's Mansion with me."

In the yard behind him, sat a man and a woman, wearing two robes, one gray and one green, each holding a long sword behind his back.

The two didn't speak, and they didn't drink the teacups in their hands. They just silently looked up at Zhang Qingchen who was on the roof.

The man is Pei Wenchuan, the descendant of the Qingcheng Flying Sword Sect.

The female is Ruan Mingya, the head teacher of the Emei Flying Sword Sect.

Zhang Qingchen's thunder dragon swam, and the faint thunder light shone on the faces of the two of them, flickering on and off.

Both Qingcheng and Emei used to be the dojos of the first generation of celestial masters. Later, two factions were derived, specializing in the way of flying swords, and they had an inseparable relationship with the celestial master's mansion.

These two sects seldom travel around the world all the year round, they are famous in Sichuan, and they don't set up a sect station in Chang'an. When they come to Chang'an occasionally, they directly stay in the mansion of Tianshifu.

"Young Tianshi is a little troubled." Pei Wenchuan said suddenly, his voice was not deliberately suppressed, "I wonder if it's because of that wild grass Gu Yao?"

Seeing that Zhang Qingchen didn't answer, Ruan Mingya replied: "Yes or no, so what? Gu Yao is not a disciple of Tianshifu now, but a wild grass who inherits the art of Tianshifu."

"If I can fight against him tomorrow, I really want to try this Yemao who can defeat the young master." Pei Wenchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the suddenly ferocious Thunder Dragon.

"Gu Yao's reputation is not small. Jing Yesi won't let us meet in the front. Before the finals, the probability of our meeting will always be higher than that of Master Shaotian. At that time, the younger sister will also want to try. The real person Shanyuan can see How many people are there?"

Ruan Mingya stood up, bowed to Zhang Qingchen and said, "Brother, you are at a loss. If so, you may not be able to win against the two of us."

The thunder dragon breathed out the thunder light, but was suddenly swallowed by green and disappeared in the air. Zhang Qingchen stood up, his eyes sparkling, and he looked down at the two people below: "Your master wanted to worship your uncle as a teacher, but was rejected. This time Come, do you want to express your anger for your master?"

Ruan Mingya was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Zhang Qingchen to know about this, and immediately replied: "No, the sect has an order to raise Emei's prestige."

Zhang Qingchen breathed out, practiced like a dragon in vain, rushed down from the roof, and crushed the stone table in front of the two of them: "Do whatever you want, you two. That's all."

After finishing speaking, I was too lazy to say anything else, I just turned around and sat down again to look at the moon and stared blankly.

However, Pei Wenchuan and Ruan Mingya saluted and left in a panic.

"Young Celestial Master, he has already touched the threshold"

"Then what's the suspense in this competition? My two goals can only be ranked second and third." Pei Wenchuan's expression was bitter. Since Zhang Qingchen returned to Longhu Mountain last time and declared that he was defeated, he also raised his eyebrows. The thought of winning once.

A wild grass, even if it inherits the techniques of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it is still a wild grass that lacks resources. He can do it, but I can't?
But Zhang Qingchen exhaled like a dragon with his hand just now, and it was clear that he had touched the Celestial Master's Zhiyang Leixin, so how could it be possible?
Ruan Mingya was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses: "Senior Brother Pei, you said that Young Celestial Master can reach the threshold at such an age, how did that wild grass win against Young Celestial Master last time?"

"Maybe it's luck."

"But I have some faith in the vision of Master Shanyuan."

Yan Yiyuan is outside Chang'an at the moment, sitting on a strangely shaped tree.

This tree is considered tall and straight, but for some reason, there are many traces of ropes on the bark.

Under the tree, a crooked old man with disheveled hair was eating a wine gourd in one hand and a roast chicken in the other.

"Boy, do you know any legends about this tree?"

"Ok?"

"Hey, Shanyuan, the actual strongest person in the previous generation, came here to find the chief a few months ago, but the chief didn't dare to see him, so Shanyuan hanged all the people who came and went from Chang'an here."

The old man took a hard bite of the roast chicken: "It's not just this one, he probably hung the entire forest, but this one is quite special, it's the real Yangshen."

"Afterwards, there was no other way to force the boss to come out, and the two fought again."

Yan Yiyuan said: "What does it have to do with what I said?"

"This Shanyuan is Gu Yao's master."

Yan Yiyuan froze.

The old Taoist took a sip of his wine: "They are all wild grasses, but he is actually different from you. There is no chance for your achievements in this life. It is difficult for me to reach my level, but he is not. In the future, even if he is not actually the number one , and at least one of the top five."

"Boy, I have been asking the boss for a long time about your matter. You understand my thoughts. Only by worshiping me as your teacher can you catch up with him, compete with him on the same stage, and let him Together with you, your wild path can be successful."

Yan Yiyuan clenched the handle of the knife: "I have a master now."

"It's not like there can only be one master. I don't even mind that it's not the first time for you. You're still messing with me." The old Taoist hiccupped, threw the cleanly gnawed roast chicken aside, stood up and said:

"You accepted the boy's favor and got into the karma. You could have paid off the karma easily, but you gave Xiyang again. It is God's destiny that you and him will be tied together. If you don't beg me, in the future you will be able to pay off the karma." Probability will die because of him."

Yan Yiyuan said: "I'm not afraid."

The old Taoist stretched his back and put the wine gourd away: "Aren't you afraid? You haven't figured out one thing yet. That kid is a troublemaker, and the karma celestial master on his body will peel off his skin when he encounters it."

"Whatever you want, anyway, I still have decades left. I will stay in Chang'an until the end of the competition. If you want to understand, come to me."

"Otherwise, it will be considered that the two of us have nothing to do with each other."

The old Taoist wanted to leave, Yan Yiyuan jumped off the branch: "Wait, what does it mean to be the strongest?"

The old Taoist turned around and grinned: "That is to say, the strongest person, I won't tell you the details, you are not my apprentice."

Immediately, the old Taoist spread his legs, strode like a meteor, and disappeared from Yan Yiyuan's sight in two steps.

Chang'an, the second prince's residence.

The 30-year-old second prince was a little tired. He sat in the front seat of the hall and pressed his brows tiredly: "Mr. Hao, are you sure?"

The young man sitting on his left had a majestic appearance, his sword eyebrows were high and his eyes were starry. His name was Hao Feihuang, and he was the suitor of Princess Changle, so he was wooed by the second prince.

The second prince promised him that as long as he can enter the top seven in the competition, he will propose to the emperor for him.

Hao Feihuang was full of confidence: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the first one is difficult, but the first three are [-]% sure, and the first seven are already in the hands of my subordinates."

"I had a fight with Shen Xiaodao Zhou Aoliu a few days ago, and I can defeat him within a hundred moves. According to the information you gave, he can be ranked in the top eight of the Grand Zhou, and the people in front of him are the Tianshi Mansion, Dabi only The strongest one will come."

He gave the second prince a reassurance: "According to other information during this period of time, the person called Zhang Qingchen should not be my opponent. The others, Gong Jinglun and Wu Zimo, although these two are strong, their minds are not here. , nothing to be afraid of, Gu Yao Yemao, no matter how high the evaluation is, it is only a flash in the pan, but it is going up, the harder it is for him to go."

"So please rest assured, Your Highness."

He was full of confidence: "Your Majesty is already preparing the dowry, and I will trouble Your Highness when the time comes."

The mentioned Gong Jinglun and Wu Zimo are hiding together in a certain wine shop at the moment, and are drinking away their worries.

"Seeing the Black Dragon Magic Machine, I want to go back to Maoshan and make the invincible Phoenix Magic Machine"

"Seeing the human soul fruit tree, I want to go back to Gezao Mountain and cultivate an immortal tree of longevity"

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time: "It's a boring competition, a waste of my precious life!"

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At a table next to the screen, a handsome young man put his arms around two hot girls with his left hand, and played with a black token with his right hand. Hearing the words next to him, he kissed his side fiercely while sweating. people.

His name is Jin Yibo, he is Yu Zuiyue's nephew, and he is now in charge of the Black Dragon God Machine.

"Stable, Wu Zimo of the Shangqing sect who knows the most about the magic machine is such a guy. He has no fighting spirit, and Gezaoshan Gong Jinglun, who has the weirdest methods and is hard to defend against, is also full of weird thoughts. With the help of the black dragon magic machine, except for Zhang Qingchen, I should be Invincible."

"Hmph, not necessarily, Zhang Qingchen's lightning method, the black dragon's magical machine may not be unstoppable, maybe he can become the number one, and then I can marry Yu Yourong and Yu Qiuyi!"

The more I think about it, the hotter my heart becomes: "Yu Yourong said that if I can get the first place, I will consider being my Taoist companion. If I can get the top three, I suggest Yu Qiuyi to be my Taoist companion. As long as I get the first place, I can have two A Taoist couple!"

"Although Auntie and Yu Yourong are at odds with each other, but... Auntie, I'm sorry!"

Showing these two idiots the case files of the Black Dragon God Machine and the Human Soul Fruit Tree really made a lot of money, and it took them away without a single soldier. Sure enough, I am the first genius in the big week!

Putting away the token in his hand, he touched the woman in his arms: "Let's go, double cultivation, hurry up!"

After the group left, the drunken neighbors suddenly woke up: "The idiot left?"

"gone."

"I almost couldn't hold back and killed him directly, and snatched his magic machine research."

"Then how did you hold back?"

"That magic machine has a terrifying feeling, and I think that the magic machine has three owners." Wu Zimo shrugged, "I have enough reasons to suspect that the Black Dragon God Machine has been tampered with, and that idiot just borrowed it."

"Whatever, if you meet him, just admit defeat and go back to the mountain as soon as possible, there are people staring at you everywhere." Gong Jinglun sighed, "Life is not easy, by the way, agree that I will help you fool this idiot, let you study God. Ji, you helped me steal the human soul fruit tree, do you have a good idea?"

"No way, Zongmen said that if I can't get the top seven, I will seal up my base and punish me to study talismans. Let's be honest and get the top seven first." Wu Zimo said with a bitter face, "As for stealing the soul fruit tree, it's not difficult. When the fight starts, use this to steal."

He spread his hand, revealing a lifelike little snake: "Shen Ji: Tu Xingsun."

"Wu's magical machine is trustworthy." Seeing Gong Jinglun pinch it, and then opened the snake's mouth to look in, Wu Zimo believed himself.

"Okay, then wait until we lose and leave Chang'an to steal, and if we steal, we will run away."

Gong Jinglun nodded and said.

Wu Zimo didn't care: "Okay, when the time comes, I'll be seventh and you sixth. We'll be two in front and one in back."

"Sixth, do you want to play one more game? Let's switch?"

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In the early morning of the next day, just after the sun rose, Chang'an was boiling.

When Gu Yao walked out of Jingyesi, there was already a seven-colored bridge paved under his feet, leading him all the way west to the side of Bashui.

A huge mirror hangs upside down in the air, reflecting the Bashui River. Between the mirror and the river, 24 stars surround the arena and float in midair.

Countless melon-eating crowds have arrived, and they have already chosen their own places. Buddhists, Taoists, officials, and common people are all scattered around, waiting to see the younger generation of Dazhou's Taoist elites fight.

When Gu Yao came, countless eyes watched and whispered.

But he didn't care, but stared at one person.

This man looks young and unadorned, wearing a purple robe on which four mythical beasts swim, holding purple gold wishful thinking, wearing a white jade crown, sitting cross-legged on a huge chair, standing beside Ningyu and Jasper.

"Chief."

Gu Yao stared at him, and the head of the department also happened to look at him. The two looked at each other, and the head of the department smiled slightly and nodded his head to say hello.

At the same time, he turned his palm upwards, and a star jumped out of his palm.

Gu Yao stared at the stars, his pupils shrank.

Among the stars is the sleeping old Taoist!

(End of this chapter)