Xiao Hua smiled, flicked his sleeves, did not accept the invitation, but sent the invitation to the warrior, and said solemnly: "I am a Daoist cultivator, and I don't want to make friends with Confucianism cultivators. And three days later I will Hold the Yaotai meeting, before this old man visits Xingjun Palace, I am afraid it will cause misunderstanding."
The warrior was taken aback, looked at the invitation in front of him, and waved his hand, the invitation flew to Xiao Hua again, and said: "My Palace Master just appreciates the immortal friends, and this trip is just to drink tea and talk, talk to Yao Does Taiwan have anything to do with it?"
"My friend's words are wrong." Xiao Hua waved his hand, and the invitation went back again, and said with a smile, "There is a saying in the ancients, if the melon fields are not satisfied, the plums will not be crowned, since we are open-minded, why bother to do it?" Those suspicious things?"
"My friend's words are wrong." The martial artist waved his hand for the third time, and the invitation returned to Xiao Hua again and said, "Since we are open-minded, why should we be afraid of others' suspicion? Do what you think is the most correct How can others know?"
Xiao Hua stared at the invitation in front of him, without any special hesitation, raised his head and said: "There is no scale in the eyes of others, but this old man has a scale in his heart; The old man's heart demon the old man is afraid!"
At this time .org Zhang Si. Said, Xiao Hua waved his hand, did not touch the invitation card at all, his figure flew up again, and a cold voice sounded: "This matter ends here, things in the world can happen again and again, but there is absolutely no repeating "
Seeing that the invitation flew back to his eyes again, and hearing Xiao Hua's warning, the martial artist's eyes flashed a cold light, he opened his mouth, a black air rolled and annihilated the invitation, only to see a pitch-black flame from the black air, In a moment, the invitation turned into fly ash, and a few bursts of fresh air fell into the warrior's hands. The martial artist waved his hand slightly, and these streams of fresh air shot up into the sky, and disappeared instantly.
"Toasting is not to eat fine wine" The warrior smiled coldly, and the black air gushed out of his body again, but after a few breaths, he merged with the night again.
"Toast, don't eat fine wine" Almost at the same time, on top of the heavy clouds above the foot of Yaotai Mountain, the peak of Yaotai Mountain, inside an elegant palace, several streams of fresh air rushed into the wall. Above, the mist of three colors surged, and a clear night was revealed. In this night, it was Xiao Hua's slowly flying back, and these words were just a tall, ancient face, with a bulging forehead. From a middle-aged population.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a Confucian costume and sat on a wooden chair. On top of the middle-aged man, an old man with white beard and hair was holding an ancient book in his hand, squinting his eyes to read it carefully. Apparently due to the surging fog on the wall and the influence of the middle-aged man's opening, the old man raised his head. Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, and even the forehead was more obvious, the wrinkles did not make people feel uncomfortable at all. Being old is just a feeling of extreme wisdom, not to mention the eyes of the old man turning, a kind of divine light that can penetrate the heart and lungs is born from time to time.
The old man glanced at Xiao Hua's back on the wall and said with a smile: "Linghu, what made you so angry?"
"Hall Master." The scholar named Linghu bowed and said, "This subordinate has been trying to find some suitable helpers among the Taoist monks who came to participate in the meeting of Yaotai these days, but after finding some Inappropriate, either they are greedy or lack of cultivation. Today it is rare to see a Taoist monk who knows the law and etiquette, and is quite like my Confucianism cultivator. The subordinates hold the invitation card from my Xingjun Palace. He You actually refused on the grounds that the melon fields were not accepted and Li Xia was not the crown, do you think the subordinates can not be angry? Is my Xingjun Palace a Taoist monk who came here just as he said?"
"Oh? This cultivator is interesting, what is his cultivation?" The old man's face became very interested, and he asked Xiao Hua looking at Xiao Hua's slowly flying figure.
"The subordinates can't tell, it should be around the lower level of the fourth grade of Yuanli!"
"Hey, I came here for the sign of the national teacher of Yaotai Mountain." The old man smiled, "Every Taoist monk has a spirit in his heart, wants to build a country, wants to do something, and achieve great achievements Let him suffer a little setback, and he will be convinced when he knows that I am a Confucian cultivator!"
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When the old man heard this, he frowned slightly. The scholar Linghu immediately knew that his words were wrong, and hurriedly bowed: "This subordinate knows, so I dare not mention this again."
"Well, you stare at this monk and see where his palace is. In the Yaotai meeting in three days, I can fully use my Confucianism cultivation method. This matter should be a test for you" The old man Lightly ordered.
Scholar Linghu showed joy on his face, and hurriedly bowed.?: "I thank the lord for bestowing stars"
However, when the scholar Linghu thanked him, in the night above the wall, Xiao Hua, who had been flying slowly, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked straight at the old man and the scholar, as if he had discovered What, then raised his hand, a strong brilliance was born, and the whole wall was slapped white!
"Ah?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and the scholar Linghu was even more startled, his eyes closed slightly unconsciously. When they opened them again, the walls had returned to normal, but it was also in the night, except for the lights in the tent. , I don't see Xiao Hua's figure again.
"Si" The old man took a deep breath, his eyes flashed a cold light, "I'm afraid this kid has a fourth-rank upper-level cultivation of Yuanli, otherwise he wouldn't be able to find out"
"Okay!" The scholar Linghu said with eagerness in his eyes, "This subordinate likes such a powerful opponent the most. If he can be the star general of his subordinates, it will be a great help to his subordinates."
To control the big and to control the owl. "Haha" The old man laughed loudly, "It seems that you still want to compare him with the star general of this old man!"
"The star general of the palace master is extremely powerful, and I'm afraid my subordinates dare not compare with it." The scholar Linghu said with a smile, "However, being able to subdue this person is also very beneficial to our Xingjun Palace, so this subordinate is willing to give it a try."
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