My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 66 The viewer's thigh, the truth is fixed, no one can do it!

Misty mountain top.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the cold mountain wind howls.

Outside the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Tihe, a Confucian, Taoist, and powerful Confucian who overwhelmed the Nascent Soul giant, knelt outside the gate alone, with a relaxed expression on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and even a hint of a smile flashed from time to time. Pass.

Obviously kneeling outside the door to plead guilty, but Zhang Ti and the dignified Prime Minister Zhao Guo were in a happy mood.

If a monk sees it, his eyes will explode.

Is this the majestic strong man who suppressed Zhao's cultivation world, sat in the imperial capital and said that even if the Nascent Soul giant came to the imperial capital, he would consciously abide by it?
"La la la..."

On the mountain road, Fu Linger hummed briskly and climbed to the top of the mountain.

"babble!"

"Uncle Zhang, why are you kneeling here?"

"Shh~"

Zhang Tihe's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked Fu Linger to lower the volume.

He whispered: "Fairy Ling'er, don't worry about me, being able to kneel here is already a blessing from the temple master, don't disturb the temple master!"

Fu Linger:? ? ?

Looking at Zhang Ti and that happy face, she almost doubted her life.

Can there still be people in this world who kneel in front of the door as a gift?
Moreover, he is also a giant who can suppress a sect by himself!

Han Shou's voice came from the Taoist temple: "Ling'er, is the karma at the bottom of the mountain gone?"

Fu Ling'er responded crisply: "It's over, master!"

"The disciple has sent the Emperor Zhao back. Zhao Ji, the king of Weiyi County who pleaded guilty with the thorns on his back, is just a mortal. The emperor is leaving together!"

"There is no need to tell Master how to end this karma!"

"Aren't you going back to copy the book soon?"

"Eh……"

"Master, there is one more thing that the disciple also refused, I don't know if it's right!"

"Say it!"

A flash of happiness flashed across Fu Ling'er's face.

Master really still cares about her so much!
"Emperor Zhao wants to invite his disciple to be a national teacher, and he also said that as long as the disciple agrees, no matter what training materials the disciple needs in the future, Zhao Guo can use the power of the whole country to satisfy the disciple!"

"He also said that as long as the disciple agrees, his status in Zhao State will be equal to his in the future, and the order of the disciple is his order."

Kneeling on the ground, Zhang Tihe's eyes flashed with envy.

Zhao's court is just a common country, and the emperor is just a mortal, but he, a great Confucian, has the power of Confucianism and Taoism that even the Yuanying giants are in awe of, and he is also a high-ranking prime minister, but when Zhang Tihe faces the emperor, he still has to be respectful , as long as the emperor's order is not too outrageous, it must be carried out.

It is even more impossible to equal the status of the emperor.

It is unbelievable that a great Confucian who has the strength to replace the emperor at any time still has to obey the emperor's orders.

But Confucianism and Taoism in the Great Yan world follow the rules of the monarch, minister, father, father and son, and emphasize the Confucianism and Taoism of the world, the monarch, the relatives and the teachers.

If you violate the rules and regulations, the great Confucianism... will no longer be a great Confucianism.

Losing the personality of a great Confucian, the talents and powers under his control will also disappear, and even suffer backlash.

This is why Zhang Tihe is envious of Fu Linger.

Having a good master is really amazing!

If he had a master like Han Shou, wouldn't it mean that the Southern Wilderness Five Kingdoms would be able to walk sideways regardless of the world or the practice world?
Fu Ling'er said angrily: "The emperor is not a good person either. What's so good about being a national teacher? His disciples refused, but he still begged bitterly, and even said that his disciples don't have to go to the imperial capital, but they can still practice in Piaomiao Temple. Just need a name."

"The conditions mentioned before remain the same!"

Zhang Ti broke up with Kuai Zhibi who was already jealous.

The emperor Zhao Kang is really ambitious, and he still wants to learn the longevity method of Qi training and practice!
Fu Ling'er's small mouth turned up: "What is he thinking about when I don't know?"

"You just want to use my name, ah no, you want to use your name, master, to make a fortune!"

"The disciple is not stupid, how could he succeed?"

"So I rejected him without hesitation!"

"Master, do you think there is anything wrong with the disciple's response?"

Han Shou's indifferent voice came: "Teacher said, this is your karma, and you have to stick to what you want to settle, no matter whether you agree or refuse, as long as you think clearly, do it."

"In the Southern Wilderness Five Kingdoms, being a teacher is not enough to protect your disciples!"

"Even if you cause a catastrophic disaster, as long as you have no regrets, you don't need to worry!"

Fu Ling'er shook her head quickly: "Ling'er will not cause trouble for the master!"

"Okay, don't you hurry up and copy the book?"

"Yeah, order!"

Fu Ling'er gave Zhang Tihe a self-seeking wink, and bounced back to her room to prepare to copy books all night.

The Misty Peak once again returned to desertion, except for Zhang Tihe who was kneeling straight and quickly separated from the wall, only the mountain wind whistling.

……

Quiet indoors.

Han Shou sat down on the futon, surrounded by more than 3000 classics, all of which were gifts brought back by Fu Linger from the Corpse Refining Sect.

The consciousness swept across a radius of thirty miles.

The Emperor Zhao and others at the foot of the mountain had already left.

"Watching" Fu Ling'er got into her room, Han Shou shook his head with a smile and withdrew his consciousness.

"This girl...brought a group of monks who wished to be her cows and horses into a sect, but she only wanted to collect various classics for me!"

"She...does she really regard me as her father?"

Looking at the thousands of various classics in front of him, Han Shou's heart was warm, and he loved Fu Ling'er even more.

A yellowed "Book of Corpses" flew up and flipped.

Enter the brushing state again.

Half an hour later, a timid soft voice sounded outside the door:
"Guardian!"

"Guardian?"

Han Shou was startled awake: "It's Xiao Chen!"

"What's the matter? It's so late and you haven't rested yet?"

Outside the door of the quiet room, a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance and plain clothes clasped her hands together nervously, her face full of anxiety.

This woman is exactly Chen Cui, the servant girl in Piaomiao Temple, who washes and cooks for Han Shou and Fu Linger all the year round.

Chen Cui knelt down on her knees: "Monastery Master, don't blame Ling'er, if you want to punish, punish the servant!"

"This time I caused such a big mess, it's all due to my servant's homesickness, and Ling'er found out, she couldn't bear to see this servant's homesickness, and after being begged so hard by this servant girl, I couldn't resist this servant girl, so I agreed to go back home with my servant girl to visit my parents!"

"Everything is the servant's fault. If it wasn't for the servant's begging, Ling'er would not have gone down the mountain, nor would such a big disaster have happened!"

Chen Cui outside the door knelt anxiously.

"crunch~"

The quiet room door opened automatically.

Han Shou walked out of the quiet room and personally helped up the honest servant who had served him and Ling'er for eight years without complaint.

Comforting Chen Cui with a gentle tone: "Xiao Chen, I'm not blaming Linger, I'm just teaching her some basic principles of being a monk!"

"Speaking of which, I'm also to blame for this matter. You have been on the mountain for eight years but you have not been allowed to return to your hometown to visit your relatives. This is because I am the master of the temple. On the contrary, I want to apologize to you!"

"My lord..."

Han Shou raised his hand: "Listen to me first!"

"Xiao Chen, Ling'er was mischievous when she was a child, and I have been obsessed with cultivation. You brought her up, but this little girl is more than I thought. Don't take the responsibility on yourself!"

"I don't mean to blame her, but I also know that she must have pushed you down the mountain."

Chen Cui murmured the warmth in her heart, and shook her head again and again: "Monastery Master, I have absolutely no intention of blaming you!"

"Eight years ago, if you hadn't saved the servant when the servant was about to be bullied by the strong, the servant would have passed away long ago!"

"Not only did you save your servant, but when you knew that your servant was homeless, you took her back to the temple. In the past eight years, you didn't have to worry about being bullied or hungry. day."

"The servant is only grateful to you, how can there be resentment?"

Han Shou smiled and shook his head: "Okay, okay, live your life with peace of mind, don't think too much!"

"Yes!"

After pondering for a while: "Xiao Chen, have you...have you ever thought about remarrying? If you want to remarry, you can find a good man to marry!"

Chen Cui shook her head mournfully: "After my servant's husband was killed by a strong man and his son didn't know where to go, he didn't want to marry anymore. The life at the foot of the mountain is always in fear, and there is no telling when disaster will fall from the sky."

"Eight years ago, Guanzhu, you rescued the servant girl, and the servant girl swore a poisonous oath to the Emperor of Heaven to serve you as a slave servant until the end of her life!"

With a wry smile: "Why are you doing this?"

Seeing Chen Cui's firm eyes and determined face, Han Shou didn't persuade him any more.

After a little thought: "Xiao Chen!"

"You...are you willing to practice Qi?"

Chen Cui was stunned.

"My lord, my servant... my servant is almost 40 years old!"

Han Shou smiled sassyly: "It's okay, as long as you are willing, age... may be very important in the eyes of other sects in the practice world, but it doesn't matter much in my opinion!"

"Slave is willing!" Chen Cui ecstatically knelt down again.

Han Shou nodded slightly: "Get up first, I will give you a practice book tomorrow, take this vermilion fruit tonight to wash the meridians and cut off the veins, after the cleansing is completed, practicing again will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Chen Cui was a little confused: "Guardian, no... don't you need to test your aptitude?"

Han Shou smiled: "I belong to the Piaomiao lineage, and I don't need aptitude requirements for teaching and practicing. As long as I have a destiny, even if I don't have aptitude, my practice will not be restricted!"

Han Shou flipped his hands over, and there was a vermilion pulp the size of half a grain of rice in his palm.

As soon as the pulp appears, there is an extremely quiet fruity aroma.

After giving this vermilion fruit to Chen Cui, Han Shou waved his hand with a smile: "Go!"

The first vermilion fruit in the prehistoric world took shape, and when it fell, it was already the flesh of the golden immortal. Even if it was just a little bit, it was enough to help a mortal cleanse the meridian and cut the veins, so that the age limit for Qi training was ignored.

……

Outside the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Tihe, who was still kneeling on the ground, heard the exchange between Han Shou and Chen Cui.

Just smelling the scent of vermilion fruit in his nose made his whole body churn with qi and blood, and the strong effect of the medicine had already stunned him.

After being stunned for a while, Zhang Tihe almost went crazy when he thought of giving a 40-year-old mortal servant woman such a precious material at will.

His brain buzzed and his heart roared: "If anyone dares to say that Misty Temple Master is not a true immortal, the truth must tear him alive!"

"The corpses of the immortal beasts were randomly used as thank-you gifts, and the fruit that is definitely a rare fruit in the fairy world was also given to the servants at will. How grand and heroic is this?"

"Guard Master Misty's thigh, the truth is fixed, no one will be able to use it!"

(End of this chapter)