The world of Taoism

chapter 43

"Master? Does your master know me?" Zhou Xuan was puzzled.

This white crane looks very tall, and the doll that Ganoderma lucidum turns into is quite mysterious.

To become the master of these things, how powerful is that master.

"Of course my master knows you, otherwise why would he call me over?" The white and fat Ganoderma lucidum doll looks very cute.

Looking at this cute Ganoderma lucidum doll, Zhou Xuan's heart moved.

He took out a few candies from the package and distributed them to Bai He and Ganoderma lucidum dolls.

Seeing the candy in her hand, the ganoderma lucidum doll smiled.

"Don't worry, we won't do anything to you, we are serious practitioners."

Ganoderma lucidum doll added candy while stuffing it into her mouth.

In order to ensure the authenticity of what the Ganoderma lucidum doll said, Bai He let out a cry and nodded in affirmation.

According to the Ganoderma lucidum doll, the White Crane God never eats people, only eats fruit, eats wind and drinks dew, chews pines and cypresses, and has never smelled a trace of blood.

"Why did your master invite me over?" Zhou Xuan asked.

This is what Zhou Xuan was most puzzled about. He had no connection with that White Crane God at all, so how could he suddenly find him.

"He said he would repay your favor..." The Ganoderma lucidum doll couldn't tell the details.

For some unknown reason, Zhou Xuan agreed.

Then Zhou Xuan walked out of the carriage, and the people beside him were still on their way, as if they didn't see Zhou Xuan.

Even when Zhou Xuan walked in front of them, there was no movement at all.

Zhou Xuan rode on the white crane, which was as big as a horse.

The feathers on the back are warm, there is no peculiar smell, and it feels like a duvet.

The ganoderma lucidum doll sat on the white crane's back and grabbed the white crane's two feathers.

Whoa!

The white crane flapped its wings and flew high in the sky.

The scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, but Zhou Xuan didn't feel any wind blowing.

It was as if there was something blocking the front.

Just wanting to feel the feeling of flying, the white crane fell to the ground with a crash.

The short body of the Ganoderma lucidum doll flipped and fell to the ground easily.

"arrive!"

Looking at the small elephant trunk the size of a fingernail, Zhou Xuan resisted the desire to step forward and flick it.

Whoa!

A starling with pitch-black feathers and a mouth like a hook flew over.

"Cuckoo, welcome distinguished guests! Come here, please!" Mynah circled above Zhou Xuan's head.

Then the starling flew to the depths of the forest, and Zhou Xuan followed the starling to the depths of the forest.

Next, Zhou Xuan saw a scene he would never forget.

Wherever he went, flowers bloomed one after another.

Colorful and dazzling.

Fireflies are wandering in the night sky, and the sky seems to be hung with a green galaxy.

All of these seemed to be in full bloom only for Zhou Xuan.

Suddenly, countless small people about the size of Ganoderma lucidum dolls sprang out from the grass.

Some of these villains are wearing bellybands, and some are wearing normal people's clothes.

There are old and young, male and female.

There was also a slap-sized loli in a flower dress who looked at Zhou Xuan curiously with big watery eyes.

When Zhou Xuan walked over, Loli was so frightened that she sank into the ground.

Seeing these things, Zhou Xuan subconsciously touched the soul-chasing needle in his sleeve.

These strange villains didn't have any malicious intentions when they came around, they just watched Zhou Xuan curiously.

Chatting non-stop.

Originally Zhou Xuansheng was afraid of stepping on them, but as soon as he got close to them, he was so frightened that he burrowed into the ground, it seemed that he possessed the technique of earth escape.

At the end of the flower road, there is an old man wearing a Confucian robe and a lun scarf. His beard and hair are all white, and a long beard falls to his chest.

The starling landed on the old man's shoulders.

The old man has a thin figure, like a pine and cypress, with a noble and pure temperament.

While Zhou Xuan was looking at the old man, Lao Tzu was also looking at Zhou Xuan.

Seeing the aura exuded from Zhou Xuan's body, an imperceptible look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The old man turned his head, saw Zhou Xuan, and immediately smiled gently: "Old Crane God, little friend, don't panic."

"You don't need to be too polite, old gentleman." Zhou Xuan said politely.

With a wave of the white crane's divine hand, the sea of ​​flowers parted, revealing the stone tables and chairs.

Under the darkness, the two sat on the stone table.

The ganoderma lucidum baby kicked its calf, jumped onto the stone table, and poured wine for the two of them.

The emerald liquid is flowing in the transparent white jade cup, which looks quite mysterious.

"This is mincemeat wine, brewed by an old monkey in the mountains, it tastes delicious."

After Zhou Xuan drank the wine, his whole body felt comfortable, a warm current reverberated in his limbs, and his strength faintly increased by a few points.

The two chatted freely at the wine table, and the villains around were no longer afraid of Zhou Xuan, and they all climbed to the side to watch.

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhou Xuan finally asked, "Mister, why did you invite me over?"

"You helped me kill a few zombies, so I invite you to drink." Bai Heshen said with a smile.

"I'm afraid the old man can deal with this zombie, right?"

Zhou Xuan doubted that he could kill zombies with his own people, let alone this White Crane God who possessed extraordinary means.

"I don't kill animals, I don't kill ghosts, gods and monsters, and I don't get involved in the world of mortals." The White Crane God shook his head decisively.

Ever since he can remember, the White Crane God has eaten the wind and drank the dew, and lived on flowers and fruits.

He has never killed any living beings, does not participate in any battles, and devotes himself to pure cultivation.

"Besides, I don't know how to kill enemies."

"Old man, you don't know how to kill the enemy? Then how did you survive in the mountains?"

Zhou Xuan couldn't believe it, thinking that the White Crane God was lying to him.

"Of course, this old man is familiar with the art of flying to the sky, avoiding the disaster of water, fire, swords and soldiers, and divination of the future. He can also spread colorful clouds, make amber, bloom in an instant, and escape the ganoderma lucidum, but he just doesn't know the art of killing the enemy."

The higher the cultivation base, the greater the degree of suffering from magic.

So the White Crane God realized a method, that is to "abandon"

Abandon the art of killing the enemy, abandon the desire for food and drink, all desires, cause and effect, common things, and even the flesh.

Only in this way can we prove longevity.

This is the rhythm to fight to the death!Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

Such a life is inevitably a bit boring.

However, it is still a way to settle down.

In this chaotic world, if you don't get involved in karma, don't commit murder, and don't practice sorcery, you may be able to resist the evil.

With the strength of the wine, Bai Heshen stood up drunkenly.

The figure is like a feather, flying lightly into the sky.

Under the cold moonlight, the white crane was swimming in the sky like a fish.

"I am the flying fairy white crane god who abandons the body and remains free and unhindered!"

Zhou Xuan's eyes were wide open.

On TV, Zhou Xuan has seen all kinds of special effects, not to mention flying, he has even seen traveling through time and space.

But the real effect is different.

Under the silver-white moonlight, the shapes are gathering and dispersing indefinitely, and the flying fairy with a natural and unrestrained temperament roams freely in the sky.

Sometimes it turns into a white crane, and sometimes it turns into a human form.

The moonlight is as big as a silver plate, and the white crane god seems to be sitting on the plate, drinking the wine in his hand.

"Flying around with a flying fairy, hugging the bright moon and dying. This is the style of a fairy." Zhou Xuan sighed.

"Flying with flying immortals to travel, embracing the bright moon to die forever... You wrote this?" the White Crane God muttered to himself.

The moonlight gathered into these two sentences.

"No, it was read by a wandering Taoist priest, I happened to hear it." Zhou Xuan denied.

"Haha, no matter what, I want to thank you for your help and these two lines of poems, here are you!" The Baihe God gave Zhou Xuan a wooden sign.

Another drink.After that, Zhou Xuan became a little confused, and left unconsciously sitting on the white crane.

The White Crane God leaned on the stone table, and two beautifully dressed women walked up to the White Crane God.

If Zhou Xuan had been here, he would have found that the two women in front of him were the women who had been rescued during the Lantern Festival.

The older woman has a tear mole at the corner of her eye, and has a gentle temperament, while the younger woman has a lively temperament.

Bai Heshen's eyes became clear in an instant, and he looked at the two women lovingly: "Yingning, Yingting. This kid possesses sorcery, but he has righteousness. His character and family background are excellent. It's really rare. How do you feel about such a person? "

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