Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 278 Chapter Two Seven Seven
Of course, Liu Qiao was not polite, and invited his friends around him to have a banquet and drink.For a moment, the guest and host cups and bows staggered.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

In the blink of an eye, everyone didn't know that it was past midnight. After the banquet, the atmosphere was still so lively.

Liu Qiao even waved his hand and ordered the shopkeeper to bring a pen.A famous poem "Jiangjinjiu" was born in such a lively atmosphere. The arrogance and arrogance in the book are still surprising when you read it today.

Liu Qiao's heart was full of pride, and once the poems came out, the atmosphere was like a raging fire cooking oil, and the Mingtai was spotless, like a bright mirror.

After the banquet was over, Liu Qiao walked towards the guest room with light steps.On the way, inexplicably lost in thought to a silver moon hanging in the sky.

"I seem to have forgotten something? Is there something I miss in the distant sky?"

Liu Qiao stared in the direction of the Moon Palace in a daze, studious for a long time without trying to understand anything, and went back to the guest room.

It's just that at the moment when he fell into a drowsy sleep, the saints in his body still exuded radiance.

heaven.

Liu Qiao, who was hanging high in the cave mansion, swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon with his five hearts turned upside down, and felt that he was missing something.

Liu Qiao inexplicably felt that something was wrong. With his cultivation level, every whim would definitely not happen for no reason.

Liu Qiao looked at his own acupoints in the heavens, and since he reached the level of the leader, he has been able to macroscopically view the long river of history.

Liu Qiao found that the time period he had experienced seemed to be missing a bit, and his memory of this period of time was hazy and extremely unreal.

Liu Qiao tried hard to recall what happened during this period, Tiandao felt it and gave feedback.

Liu Qiao's eyes widened, and a cold light was projected from them.A three-point unknown anger secretly rose in his heart, but facing the heaven, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

Liu Qiao knew in his heart that he must have forgotten something.Practice in silence as usual, and then secretly investigate what happened in the lower realm.

After careful investigation, he really found a clue.All kinds of clues showed that he had an intersection with a very familiar historical figure in his previous life.

"Li Bai, Taibai Jinxing..." Liu Qiao kept reciting these two names silently, and calculated some things according to the innate gossip.

"Hiding the dragon out of the abyss. Good luck!" Liu Qiao worried and did the calculation three times, but it was still the same.

The mottled copper coin in his hand was withdrawn into Qiankun, and it was obviously beyond the scope of his control at this time.Since there is no harm at all, we simply wait and see what happens.

Lower realm, the sun is rising.

Liu Qiao still packs up his passing baggage with a drunken look, and beckons the waiter in the shop to bring his fast horse.

Carrying a few wisps of light wind, he traveled to a valley.

Liu Qiao exchanged the BMW in his hand for some banknotes. This trip has no purpose.

Seeing the beautiful scenery of the valley in the distance, he beckoned the boatman to go away in a flat boat.The boat is like a sharp sword, parting the calm water.

Amidst the rippling blue waves, Liu Qiao felt that his heart was extremely light and joyful, and he realized something faintly, which was fleeting.

Liu Qiao's mood became peaceful, and at night the stars lay on the wooden boat accompanied by the breeze.In the high mountains in the distance, there was a faint cry of apes.

Liu Qiao asked with a smile, and the boatman beside him said, "Old man, what do you think is the meaning of life?"

The boatman parked the ship with his rough hands, and his stooped figure bears the pressure of life.Looking at the distance with a hoarse voice, he said, "Master, you are making things difficult for me."

"I'm just rowing a boat to make a living, unlike you scholars, who can speak great truths."

The boatman's cloudy eyes were filled with blankness. The burden of life had already weighed him down. For him, thinking about this problem was not as real as carrying a few more people.

Without saying a word, Liu Qiao took out some bank notes and handed them to the boatman. "Old man, anyway, there is no one around now, how about the right to relieve boredom?"

There was obvious rejection and panic in the boatman's eyes. He just thought about his mother, wife and children at home, and his hands of rejection stopped in mid-air.

Liu Qiao stuffed the silver ticket into the boatman's arms and said, "For me, it's just a few drinks."

The boatman let out a long sigh, and collected the money in trepidation. "Young master thanked you here!"

After all, he bowed down and wanted to salute.

Liu Qiao hurriedly helped the boatman up, and the two of them chatted one after another.

Liu Qiao was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, so naturally he has never seen the life of these common people who come and go in the wind and rain for three or four taels of money.

Liu Qiao patiently listened to the short life of the boatman old man's family, and the two of them talked as if they were from different worlds that night.

From time to time, Liu Qiao nodded his head thoughtfully because of the old man's surprising words.

The old man has been in the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and this wooden boat has been handed down from three generations of his ancestors.It is the capital for the boatman's family to live and work, and he himself has been through the wind and rain, and has seen many strange people and strange things.

Liu Qiao looked at the old man with a proud face and said to him: "At the beginning, I also saw immortals. Those immortals raised their hands to call the wind and rain, and breathed out like thunder."

Liu Qiao saw the old man's wrinkled face, and when he said this, he showed a bit of youthful air, and his eyes were full of admiration and envy.

Although Liu Qiao has extraordinary martial arts skills, he also admires the old man's fairy who waved his hands to drive the wind and thunder, and exhaled into fog.

I have even read many secret scrolls of the sect, and the two of them talked all night about the stories of the rivers and lakes.

When both of them felt a little drowsy, the sky was already dawning.The two were surprised to find that it was almost the time when the sun was rising.

The old man put away the smile on his face and rowed again.

Liu Qiao was slightly sleepy, taking advantage of the rocking of the boat and fell asleep.

Three hours later, the ship docked.

Looking at the refreshing scenery in front of him, Liu Qiao came to the tavern with great interest.

For Liu Qiao, the most important things in every place are cultural things and good wine. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a drunkard.

The peach trees on both sides of the strait were in full bloom. After Liu Qiao became famous all over the world, there were people who supported him everywhere.

The name of Shixian is famous all over Kyoto.

Peach blossoms were shining on both sides of the bank, and Liu Qiao strode forward with jade on his waist and a delicate face.

The dignitaries who had already heard the news of Liu Qiao gathered on the bank and waited. After another banquet, Liu Qiao suddenly wanted to go on a night tour by the river.

Liu Qiao looked at the bright moon in the sky and thought it was so poetic and picturesque, and he was drunk to see the bright moon in the water.

Liu Qiao became interested and stretched out his hand to fish for it.The surface of the water is broken, reflecting mottled shadows.

Liu Qiao threw himself into the river in such a drunken way, only to see that the river was broken into several pieces, and Liu Qiao disappeared in an instant.

Since then, there has been a lack of a scorching sun in the poetry world of the Tang Dynasty.In the long river of history, various confusing endings have been left behind.

Just when Liu Qiao fell into the bottom of the river and the Qixi Festival disappeared, a ray of golden light flashed out from his soul.

Liu Qiao, who was retreating in Tiangong, suddenly had a lot of life and insights. From the birth of the vest named "Li Bai", it was clear at a glance, like a fleeting moment.

After reviewing all his experiences, Liu Qiao was surprised to find that he had taken another big step away from proving the Tao.

In an unknown place, a few people held their beards and looked at Liu Qiao in the mirror, smiling, as if they were celebrating something.

After thinking over and over again, Liu Qiao understood that as long as he closes the respective identity timelines of the past, present, and future, he can become a chess player in one fell swoop, sitting in the chaos and comprehending the Dao of Tongtian.

After understanding this point, Liu Qiao became more and more active in going down to the mortal world to refine his mind.When one identity is successfully converged, one's own avenue will be more perfect.

When everyone was making their own plans under the turbulent tide, Lingshan had already changed beyond recognition.

The Tathagata Buddha secretly controlled all the upper and lower parts of Lingshan, and his own cultivation had already returned to the level of the leader.

Tathagata Buddha said to himself, "If we are the only ones, we will be alone."

The other half said with a gloomy face: "There is no way to do this. The road we are going to take is doomed to be alone."

Tathagata smiled sullenly, "Why do you think we don't have friends?"

The other half of the face sneered: "Come on! We both know the bottom line, I don't know what cards you have?"

If Hongjun is here at this time, I am afraid that he will turn pale with shock.The other half of the Tathagata Buddha's face was actually [-]% similar to the beaten Rahu.

Tathagata laughed loudly and said, "Do you know why Taishang Laojun has always maintained his high status?"

"Say something!"

"His kung fu of transforming into three cleanses in one breath is so enviable to everyone!" Tathagata said unhurriedly.

"The key is do you have it?"

"Why should we follow suit? Wouldn't it be good to gather the grievances of the common people and differentiate into a different kind of demon ancestor?" Although Tathagata has fused Rahu's memory and part of his experience, the two of them are very clear-headed.

After pondering for a moment, Rahu transmitted the magic knowledge he had learned all his life to the Tathagata, and then fell silent after leaving a weak sentence.

"Now the two of you and I are like a grasshopper on a rope, you'd better proceed with caution!"

"Of course, I want to live until the end of the era more than you do, and live forever."

With a cruel heart, the Tathagata split out the demonic part of himself, and used the heavenly gang and earthsha to gather the overwhelming resentment of Lingshan to split into an incarnation.

This person was actually carved out of the same mold as Tathagata Buddha, but the overwhelming resentment all over his body seemed to kill the entire Lingshan Mountain.

"Poor monk Wutian, I met fellow Taoist!" Wutian sat down and the nine-color lotus was as black as ink, and his crimson eyes seemed to pull the whole world into the abyss.

The Tathagata Buddha said the Buddha's name, and the golden light on his body became brighter and brighter.

"It's troublesome, the poor monk will pass away soon!"

Then, a golden light rose into the sky.Then Tiandao felt something, and they all cried out in mourning.

This well-known master Jiejiao, the famous Tathagata Buddha in the Three Realms just disappeared from everyone's sight, and escaped by feigning death.

(End of this chapter)