Chen Qiu listened and found that the Taoist priest was chanting an obscure Taoist scripture, and he seemed to be communicating with Jian Yu in this way.

But he was muttering something, but Jian Yu didn't respond at all.

After half a stick of incense sticks like this, the Taoist seemed to have lost interest.

He looked at the sword jade in his hand with regret, and threw it back to Chen Qiu. He carried the wine pot and poured the wine into his ragged begging gourd.

He said to Chen Qiu:

"It's hard to find a fate of immortality. It seems that I am really lucky, Master Dao."

"Bang"

Before Chen Qiu could ask questions, the Taoist suddenly reached out and patted his forehead, and he said:

"Ah, I remembered it."

He looked at Chen Qiu again, and finally looked at Qingqing, and he said:

"Take your junior sister away from Suzhou."

The Taoist priest filled most of the gourd. He stood up shakingly, carried the worn wooden box on his shoulder, grabbed his bald hair whisk, patted the oil stains on his body, and grabbed the two oil paper bags on the table.

He stepped out of the front hall without looking back, walked into the street where no one was under the moon, and turned back to Chen Qiu, who was sending him away:

"I'm afraid it's too late for a few days."

"Have you asked the Taoist priest Gao's name?"

Chen Qiu asked with his fists.

But no one responded.

When he raised his head again, the street in front of him was empty.

Chen Qiu looked up and saw that in front of him the moonlight was in space, the confused Taoist priest had jumped into the air, the corners of his tattered clothes fluttered, and he disappeared into the night with an ups and downs.

Under the moonlight, it was like silver veil.

The confused Taoist priest lightly tapped his toes, carried a gourd in his hand, his sword box on his back, his hair and beard swayed, and he shook his wind. He was like a god among immortals.

"I am a reckless man Huang Wudi...

It’s time to see it, it’s time to ask, Lord of Sword and Jade, let’s meet again if we have the fate.”

"Senior brother, look! Look! You pick up a living strange man in the world!"

Chen Qiu had no idea at this moment, and Qingqing girl seemed to have seen some rare scene. She grabbed Chen Qiu's hand and pointed at the direction where the Taoist priest left, looking surprised.

"Qingqing, don't be anxious to be happy first, senior brother will ask you something."

Chen Qiu asked the junior sister at the door:

"I remember the palace master of Mount Tai Jade Palace, whose surname is Huang? Is he named Huang Wudi?"

"That Ziwei real person is named Huang Wusan."

Qingqing yawned and corrected:

"I have never met the Lord of the Jade Emperor Palace. I know what you are thinking with Senior Brother, but it should be just the names are similar."

"No misfortune..."

This name made Chen Qiu embarrassed, and he complained:

"Which parents would give their children this name?"

"Is there anything strange about this?"

Qingqing widened her eyes and looked at her senior brother in confusion, she said:

"'If you think of each other, you will be separated, and your feelings will be miserable'. There is also 'Great songs follow the east boat, and I will be miserable'.

These are all Ming poems in the previous dynasty. Only those who have never read books cannot give such a meaningful name, right?

Why are you struggling with this?"

Chen Qiu waved his hand, but no answer.

He turned around to clean up the table. The names of Huang Wudi and Huang Wusan are so similar that they really made him unable to help but have unreasonable associations.

"You go to bed, we will go to Tianji Pavilion tomorrow."

Chen Qiu said to Qingqing who was still looking around at the door:

"I made one thing for you there. After picking up the things, we left Suzhou."

"Fortunately, Sister Yaoqin went to Guangdong and Guangxi a few days ago."

Qingqing said with some concern:

"The Suzhou style is really worrying."

"Um."

Chen Qiu nodded and said:

"That's it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He asked Qingqing to rest, but he practiced the sword technique in the yard first.

Chen Qiu couldn't have peace in his heart. After meeting Ren Hao, Chen Lan and Huang Wudi, coupled with their warning, a pressure lingered in Shen Qiu's heart, making him feel that the storm was coming.

But this martial arts practice is not something that can be achieved overnight. With his current size, it is impossible to stir up the storm.

It's like being thrown into a whirlpool, it's hard to even protect yourself.

This made Chen Qiu feel a sense of powerlessness. Every time he swung his sword, he brought a sense of hardship and hardship like a fish in the net.

The feeling of crisis that has always existed since this era has arrived, but it has not subsided.

Tonight will become more and more prominent.

Before, it was really bad that Chen Lan was forced to use a dagger.

If your life is in the hands of others, how can you talk about being free and free and revenge? You are determined to work hard in Xiaoxiang. You have already worked hard, and you have practiced every day and night.

I have clearly seen a glimmer of hope.

He has entered the house in one year. All he needs is more time...

"Those things make you feel unhappy, but you can't resist.

Not only makes you feel scared...

It makes you feel more humiliated..."

Chen Qiu swung a ray of autumn wind from the Hongming Knife in his hand, dividing the tree roots and wooden stakes in front of him into three. He took a deep breath, put the knife back into the sheath, and sat cross-legged.

Hold the sword jade tightly and return to the dream.

In front of him, Chen Lan, Ren Hao, and Huang Wudi's phantom were listed.

He finally figured out what was in Huang Wudi's ragged wooden box.

That's a sword.

A sword that was held in Huang Wudi's hand, with purple air flowing everywhere and buzzing endlessly.

Just looking at the appearance, you can tell that this thing is definitely a magic weapon of the same level as Yaoguang and Chengying, and it has been awakened.

Not as silent as Chengying, nor as rebellious as Yaoguang.

Chen Qiu looked at the phantoms in front of him and did not go forward to challenge him. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and continued to study his own self-sacrifice.

Now he rushed forward and died without any need. He got nothing except experiencing death.

But one day, he will have strength.

One day, he no longer has to be so passive.

One day, he will no longer need to pretend to be a tiger.

Late at night, Chen Qiu's desire to become stronger has never been so strong.

Just like the cold wind blows, causing the ignited Mars to dance.

He also wanted to pass by the lonely city like a god among the immortals at night.

He also wanted to see with his own eyes the battle between dragons and tigers in Suzhou City.

Just like under the vast river, a thin carp saw the dragon swimming around the sky, and the small fish also saw the waterfall in the sky in the distance.

So I wanted to cross the dragon gate, turn into a fish and turn into a dragon, and roam the sky openly, becoming the blue dragon that does not make an angry and dominates the clouds and rain.

Faith erupts.

In Suzhou that night, fish and dragons danced together.

PS:

When the ticket check is in, please fasten your seat belts and don’t run around in the car. The car has left the station. Tonight, enjoy this trip with me happily.

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