Raising the Demon

Chapter 423
Lao Titou proudly boasted that Zi Baifeng's great achievements had been exaggerated several times by him. The more Mr. Wen heard it, the more he found it funny, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Although Lao Titou couldn't see it, he could feel it. He said seriously: "My lord, don't believe me, the little old man saw it with his own eyes..."

The story of Lao Titou plucking up the courage to participate in the poetry meeting that day, at first he was ashamed to mention it to others, but later it became the talk of the old man to show off, and he had to tell everyone, especially the poems he wrote, that is the son of a prince. Those who have appreciated it, now naturally say it proudly.

Mr. Wen was funny. To him, the poem was indeed vulgar, but when he heard the old man mentioning his head, he said: "Young master said: 'I have a poem here, listen to it. Shuang, raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown, and there is another sentence, the desert is solitary, the long river is full of sun, do you think this is a kind of elegant and vulgar reward..."

"Both refined and popular." Mr. Wen's expression turned serious, and he exchanged a glance with Daguo Xianjun.

To have a disciple like Mr. Wen, the Great Overlord Immortal would naturally be proficient in poetry and prose. The words Zi Baifeng said may have some strong words and unreasonable words, but the few poems he recited are all extremely simple. But it's beautiful, and it's so accurate that it's amazing.

In particular, the two sentences "The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, the sun is setting in the long river" are very graphic, and it is hard to imagine. How can there be such a huge amount of information in just two simple sentences? Already in the middle of the desert, looking at the lonely smoke and the sunset over the long river.

Mr. Wen chanted two sentences, over and over again, and he became a little crazy. In his chest, a Taoist heart was beating violently, as if it was absorbing the nutrients of this poem and growing rapidly.

After a long time, Mr. Wen sighed: "Sure enough, you can't underestimate people in the world. I was too ignorant before. If there is a chance, I really want to have a long talk with this man."

"Our young master's poems are far more than these, and now the entire Zaitian Mansion is praising our young master's poems." The old man raised his head with a proud look.

Mr. Wen doesn't care about this kind of showing off. His poems have already been spread all over the world, but it's afraid that they haven't been spread to the bitter cold places in the northwest.

Along the way, Daguo Xianjun and Mr. Wen didn't feel bored at all. The old man was very talkative. He found that these two monks were easy to talk to, and he was willing to talk to him, so he told them about the customs of Zaitianfu .

After a long time, the old man raised his head and said with a smile: "Master, son, here we are."

Da Guo Xianjun frowned slightly, and said, "Is it right here?"

"Yes, it's right here. If you don't want to get off the car, you can wait in the car. Old man, I'll help you get the number plate and arrange it." Feng Feng's training specifically mentioned that to make these people feel at home, as long as they are willing to pay, they must be able to enjoy any service.

Daguo Xianjun turned his head and looked over, his eyes seemed to see the inside of the building beyond the heavy walls.

He could feel that there was a familiar breath in it.

The previous cultivator who had just established his Dao heart forever and was ranked among the immortals.

Under the crystal jasper tree, Zijian built a fountain as he wished. As the spring water spouted, the water splashed in all directions, and the moist water vapor dissolved the aura, and the splashes scattered away, filling the area around the fountain with moist and fresh air. .

This house is named "Julinghua Mansion", and it is divided into several areas, with a dozen or so gardens, and there are three rows of single-family villas in the southwest corner.

The place where the crystal jasper tree is located was marked out separately and surrounded by a wall, and it has not been sold yet. Zijian likes this place very much, and often stays here, doing some carpentry and so on.

"Borrow a place to hide." Elder Ping Shang suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, then closed the door like lightning, restraining his breath.

Zijian's Dao heart has been firmly established just now, and now his aura is gradually restraining, but it has not completely restrained. The wanton aura can perfectly cover up their aura, so that those who are deliberately looking for them can't find their location.

These days, the elders of Pingshang and Pingqi are living in hiding.

Zi Baifeng and Zi Jian are both newcomers in the practice world, and very few people have heard of their names, let alone have friendship with them.

But Pingshang, Elder Pingqi and others are different. The Jiqiao Sect’s business is all over the world, and "friends" are naturally all over the world. This "Julinghuafu" is so expensive, many people plan to come to find connections, and it’s just a little bit cheaper .At the beginning, when they encountered a relationship that they really couldn't push, they would give a discount, but after the calculation, they almost died of heartache.

Fortunately, Pingqi can find a remote place to hide and oversee the drawing, but the elder Pingshang has to go back and forth to deal with some business matters. If someone suddenly comes looking for him, he can only find a place to hide temporarily.

And Zijian is a natural shield, which can hide him perfectly.

As soon as Elder Pingshang came in, he saw Elder Pingqi was there too. He was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, fiddling with a small thing without any image.

"Brother Pingqi, you..." Elder Pingshang was tongue-tied.

"I came here to get some blueprints just now, but I was almost blocked by that old bastard from the Jade Sect. Fortunately, I ran fast..."

"That old bastard from the Qingyu Sect is here, why didn't you tell me, I was almost caught, that guy is so plucking, if I really don't want to do business with anyone, it must be him. "Elder Pingshang felt lingering fear, blinked and asked in doubt: "Brother Pingqi, what are you doing?"

Elder Pingqi smiled shyly and said, "I'm... watching..."

He was holding a little duck in his hand, with goose-yellow feathers and a flat beak, still struggling with flapping wings.

Seeing Elder Pingshang's expression of seeing the pervert, Elder Pingqi simply stuffed the duckling into his hand and said, "Look!"

When the duckling got it, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Elder Pingshang held it in his hand and looked it over carefully, and suddenly said in surprise, "This is... a trick duck?"

"That's right, it's a bit like the untold secret of our Ingenious Sect, puppet art, but..." Elder Pingqi said, the duck was stretching its head and shrinking its head in the hands of Elder Pingshang, it was a little duck that came alive, where was it? There is a slight sense of sluggishness like a puppet pulling a string.

Organs or puppets are the same thing. It is not mysterious and mysterious to use clockwork or aura as power through complex and delicate mechanical structures.

But these little things born in Zijian's hands are like living things.

"There is only a fountain here, it's too dull, so I made a few ducklings..." Zijian smiled shyly. It can be said that making wood, an organ man, exhausted his efforts. In a short time, he I don't want to make another machine man, but it's much easier to make a duck. He made two big ducks, and then he is making little ducks. These ducks are swimming in the water at this time. A female duck He stared at Elder Pingqi dissatisfied, as if he was angry with him, thinking that he had grabbed his child.

Elder Pingshang was a little speechless. It was rumored that Zi Baifeng was good at raising demons. No matter what it was, it would become a demon in his hands, so he was called a demon fairy.But what this Zijian did was even more weird. He could turn decay into magic. A few sticks and feathers could be transformed into living creatures in his hands. god man.

At that moment, the legendary heart of larks injected different "Tao" into these wooden creations. Humans have the Tao, and ducks have the duck's way. Driven to act autonomously.

Damn, let's hang up!
Elder Pingqi had to complain fiercely in his heart.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to invite him to be our guest elder.

If he could figure out how Zijian's mind of a hundred spirits attained the Tao, the Jiqiao Sect would become stronger and more ingenious in the future.

Many cultivation methods are the analysis and simulation of a kind of Dao. In fact, Zijian also wanted to understand how his Dao Xin came from. He also asked Zi Huayin. Everyone's way is different, and there are only a very few who can leave some exercises in the end.

Zi Baifeng is not proficient in this art, and Fujianzi and others can't explain why, so Zijian will study here with the elders of Pingqi. If he can really analyze it, he doesn't mind sharing his skills. Fa left a legacy in the Jiqiao sect.

Just when Elder Pingshang was shocked, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Eastern Emperor of the Eastern Emperor Sect came to pay respects to the newly promoted Immortal. May I have a favor?"

"Great than Immortal?" Zijian was stunned, and then suddenly remembered that when he first became a human immortal, Great Overlord once congratulated him.

"Daguo Xianjun? Why is he here? Could it be that he also plans to buy a house?" Elder Pingshang's complexion changed. There are indeed many people who come to them these days, but they are as prominent as Daguo Xianjun people, but none.

Most people at the level of Xianjun cherish their feathers and don't meet people easily, which is too self-deprecating.After they come, they can also live directly in Yinglongzong. No matter what time they are, they will be the guests of Yinglongzong—of course, some of them are also enemies.

If Daguo Xianjun didn't have Mr. Wen as a disciple who had to attend the Dashang Ke, he would have already gone to Yinglongzong.

"Please come in, Xianjun!" Zijian glanced at them, and then raised his voice.

Daguo Xianjun laughed and waved to Mr. Wen. The two of them stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, they crossed the walls and appeared in front of the crystal jasper tree.

Then Da Guo Xianjun's laughter stopped abruptly. He saw that Elder Zijian and Pingqi were half kneeling on the ground, their bodies were dirty, while Elder Pingshang was still holding a duck. He saw that they came in like this I was a little dazed, Elder Pingshang quickly threw away the duckling in his hand, bowed his hands and saluted, and said: "I have seen Xianjun!"

Elder Pingqi and Elder Shang are only at the level of the human list, and there is still a gap between them, but they are also celebrities, and Daguo Xianjun has also interacted with them, so he smiled at this time: " It turned out that the two were there."

The little duck was thrown away by Elder Pingshang, and it quacked in the air, fluttering its short wings desperately. Putting it back into the water, two big ducks and a group of little ducks immediately gathered together, quacking and chirping, and swam together in the pool.

"I've seen the fairy." Zijian also stood up quickly, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "I only heard his voice that day, but didn't see him. It's a pity. I didn't expect to see the fairy today. It's very lucky!"

"To each other, Daguo was in a hurry to visit friends in the south that day, and when I returned to Zaitian Mansion today, I thought that I still have a good friend, Your Excellency, so I came here to pay a visit." Xianjun Daguo turned and pointed behind him, introducing: "This is my disciple, Wen Huaichu. I still don't know how to call you?"

"This is Zijian." Zijian quickly saluted and said.

Daguo Xianjun looked him up and down with piercing eyes, and praised: "Brother Zijian is so young, which is enviable. How many years has brother Zijian practiced? I guess it is less than 300 years."

Pingqi rolled his eyes at the side, thinking that he would not say anything to hurt you.

"It's been less than 300 years, and he has been in the southwest corner, so his reputation has never been revealed." Zijian smiled. This is what he discussed with the elders of Pingqi and others. It would be too exaggerated to say that he is only in his 30s now. .

"Brother Zijian...how did he enter Taoism?" Daguo Xianjun asked, it was not very polite to ask Daguo Xianjun, but he looked at the organ man next to Zijian, and he was really confused.

"To be honest, my younger brother started his career as a craftsman." Zijian said.

This is Zijian's first official appearance in the practice world.

Zijian wanted to continue to say something, but saw the door open and Zi Baifeng walked in, but it was Zi Baifeng who found out that an uninvited guest had broken in, so let's take a look.

"Just right, let me introduce to you, this is my son Bai Feng, he is silent." Zijian introduced.

"Zibuyu?" Mr. Wen's eyes widened. He had been listening to people nagging all the way, and now he finally saw the real person.

"Mr. Wen, I have admired your name for a long time." Zi Baifeng said with a smile.

In fact, he had already received the news of the arrival of Mr. Wen.

"Each, each other." Mr. Wen said in a deep voice.

This is the most fateful meeting of the two most outstanding talents in Zaitian Mansion.

The two are competitors, but they also have the same goal at the same time. They still don't know what kind of sparks will collide between them.

No one knows.

Daguo Xianjun and Zijian exchanged pleasantries, and invited Zijian to visit their Eastern Emperor Sect when he was free. Elder Pingqi and others should not be too unreasonable, and offered to give Daguo Xianjun a very favorable discount , Daguo Xianjun went with satisfaction.

"This Daguo Xianjun is upright and has a good reputation. He is a rare person among the Xianjun." After sending Daguo Xianjun away, the elder Pingshang said, "Brother Zijian, if you have If you have the opportunity, why not visit more often.”

"Okay." Zijian is easy-going and kind-hearted.

"This Mr. Wen is also a person whose literary name has been handed down from generation to generation. Bai Feng, if you communicate with them more, it will be of great benefit." Pingqi said to Zi Baifeng.

"Cut..." Zi Baifeng is not the kind of person who is too modest, and he is very dissatisfied when Elder Pingqi praises Mr. Wen so much.

Elder Pingqi shook his head, after getting along with Zi's family for a long time, he found that the father and son are genuine people, very easy to get along with, but they are also like donkeys, if you caress backwards, it will definitely have the opposite effect.

From this day on, the two of their parents, Zijian and Daguo Xianjun, often walked around each other, and Zijian had met several times. Daguo Xianjun played with Zijian with wooden hammers and made small things with relish.

But the two of the younger generation seem to be like magnets with the same poles, they can't get together, even if two people meet, there will always be one of them who has to go around, neither of them agree with the other.

It is said that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. These days, the two people have been leading the literary world in Zaitianfu, each has fans, and each leads a trend. They are both influential figures in Zaitianfu, but the two people In the end who is strong and who is weak, but no one can say clearly, absolutely understand.

Both of them held back their energy and insisted on proving that their talents were stronger than the other's.

"Why do these two children always see each other so differently?" Daguo Xianjun was extremely puzzled, Mr. Wen was generous and got along well with other people, even if there was something that offended him, just expose it.

"Both of them are proud people. How could they convince others so easily? I'm afraid that no one will be convinced until after the provincial examination." Zijian smiled, "It's me, it's rare to see Bai Feng so serious. Someone who can challenge him."

"I do hope that Bai Feng can be more magnanimous at that time, and don't give up on himself just because he lost to Chu'er. If the two of them support each other, they will definitely be able to achieve great things." Da Guo Xianjun nodded.

"What did you say? You said that we, Baifeng, would lose to you, Wenhuaichu? I said, old man, you are getting old, and your eyesight will be blurred, right? You can't see that our Baifeng is so good?" Jian quit immediately.

"Hey, what do you mean? Our Chu'er has never lost since we were young. I admit that your Zi Baifeng is still good, but compared with our Chu'er, it is far behind. I said Zijian , I don’t blame you for your young age and seldom seeing you, but if you don’t listen to the old man’s words with humility, you will suffer a loss right in front of you!”

"Okay, I misjudged you! It's a good thing I call you brothers!" Zi Jian threw the wood in his hand and grabbed Da Guo Xianjun's beard.

"I'm blind too!"

"You are blind to think that you are better than our Bai Feng!"

"I'm too lazy to tell you!"

"I can't bear it, my friends are exhausted!"

"All friends!"

Da Guo Xianjun dropped the hammer in his hand, turned around and left.

Mrs. Wu came over with a tray in both hands, there was a jug of wine and some delicious dishes in it, and said with a smile: "You guys also have a rest, eat some wine and food... Hey, big brother, what are you doing here? "

"We broke up! Hmph!" Daguo Xianjun walked away, walked a few steps, then turned back, stuffed the jug into his arms, and left angrily.

"You old man, you spit out all my good wine, spit it out!" Zijian jumped up angrily.

"These two people...here again..." Zi Wu sighed and shook his head.

The old man and the master quarreled all day long, and the two younger ones didn't see each other well. It's rare to have a good friend in Zaitian Mansion. What's wrong with taking two steps?Is it not ashamed to admit that we are not as good as our Baifeng?dont you agree?Om?

(End of this chapter)