About six hundred years ago, the Taoist list of the past was divided into the pattern of "Ten Cave Heavens, Thirty-six Small Cave Heavens, and Seventy-Two Blessings". Today, Taihe Mountain ranks ninth in the 72 Blessings. Although it is not too high, it does not seem to affect the status of Taihe Mountain today. As the largest Taoist mountain today, Taihe Mountain has countless registered disciples, spread all over the empire.

The scholar who was already at the foot of the mountain was not in a hurry at this time. He sat leisurely on the ground, constantly playing with the dog-tail grass in his hand. After a while, he felt a little hungry and then started to get up and climb the mountain. The old shopkeeper felt a little tired after climbing for a few incense sticks. So after muttering a few words, his steps began to become lighter in an instant. He took a small step first, and the old shopkeeper felt a little slower, so he took the second step and passed a few peaks.

The third step is to reach the top of the mountain.

After the old shopkeeper arrived, he stretched his waist, as if he had spent a lot of effort to reach the top. Tianzhu Peak is the highest place that Taihe Mountain claims to the public. At this moment, the old shopkeeper is indeed at Tianzhu Peak, but it cannot be said that he is completely there.

There are only a few places that can be seen in Tianzhu Peak, and there are not many people, including ordinary people and some Taihe Mountain disciples. But in the deep mountains and forests opposite, the real Tianzhu Peak, and the place where the old shopkeeper is at this time is the real Tianzhu Peak.

A young Taoist also came with a dog-tail grass in his mouth. He held a bamboo knife in his left hand and a small basket in his right hand, and walked towards the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper first saw the young path, and then he frowned slightly, and then saw the small basket in his right hand smiling again. He ran over and grabbed the small basket, and found that it was indeed a little food inside. Then he sat on the ground and started eating with big mouthfuls.

The young Taoist seemed to be accustomed to it, with a smile on his face, and then he smiled and said, "Dean, eat slowly. Our Taiheshan family has a great business, so you can eat enough food, don't choke."

The old shopkeeper seemed to have not heard it, and he didn't raise his head. The young Taoist was not angry, and he held the bamboo knife in his left hand and chopped in the air, making a slight sound in the air.

Finally, after the old shopkeeper had enough, he looked up and glanced at the young path playing with the bamboo knife and laughed. The young man who danced the knife turned his head and looked surprised and said, "Director has seen the mystery of my sword dance?"

The old shopkeeper stretched out a finger and shook it at the young path. The latter seemed to feel dissatisfied, so he turned sideways, picked up the bamboo knife and chopped it on the old shopkeeper's right shoulder. The old shopkeeper didn't hide and just stood there.

When the bamboo knife was still one finger away and it was chopped to the shoulder, the old shopkeeper also had one finger.

He bounced the bamboo knife away with one finger, and then the knife was broken.

Young Xiaodao smiled bitterly, clasped his fists at the old shopkeeper, sighed and said, "Dean, you haven't seen each other for three years. Have you improved your cultivation level? Xiaodao really admires it. It seems that in less than a few years, according to your old age, why don't you give up the first place on the Tao list?"

After hearing this, the old shopkeeper pointed another finger, which turned into sword energy and headed straight to Young Xiaodao's right shoulder. With a "bang", the latter seemed to have no idea, and his right shoulder was directly hit by the sword energy. Young Xiaodao covered his right shoulder with a painful face, and could not use any effort.

"Why did I stay here for several years and taught you something. I'm half of your master. How could you be so ridiculed by your master? You dare to test me with a bamboo knife?" The old shopkeeper said slowly. Seeing that the young Taoist fell to the ground, he sneered again: "Okay, stop pretending, I don't know how much you are, a kid? The outside world says that Taihe Mountain has a junior uncle who has hope to walk a different path. I want people outside to see that this junior uncle is so cheating."

After hearing this, the young Taoist stood up slowly, stretched out his index finger and placed it beside his mouth, signaling the old shopkeeper to whisper, and he whispered: "Dean, can't you whisper? This place is so close to the place over there, and outsiders are all there. There are ears in this wall. It's not good for outsiders to listen to it. Isn't this a disgrace to our reputation on the mountain?"

The old shopkeeper snorted coldly and continued, "What's the reputation? It's not your own reputation. If you know the truth, bring me to the back mountain as soon as possible. Are I enough foods you bring?"

"Not enough! It's definitely not enough. Come, Dean, please invite me!" Young Taoist said, and made a "please" gesture.

The two of them arrived at the back mountain in a short while. The back mountain was sparsely populated and there were not even a few disciples. After the old shopkeeper caught a glimpse, he said to the young path beside him: "Where is this person? Where are your senior brothers and others? Why didn't anyone see anyone? Could it be that your senior brother doesn't welcome me?"

The old shopkeeper looked puzzled, and seemed to think it was not normal.

The young Taoist hurriedly said, "How can this be? It's because today is the day to read Taoism. All the disciples in the mountain recite in unison in the hall. I was going there too, but my senior brother calculated that you would arrive today, so he sent me here to wait for you."

The old shopkeeper casually said "Oh", then suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Where is that monk, I came here specifically for him this time, and I have to rush back. Don't tell me what Taoist righteousness that monk is going to study. A monk doesn't know why he is doing here. Could he have realized something else here?"

The young man smiled and turned his eyes and said quickly: "Director, don't say that Master Wangxin really went there. He said he had finally come here and had to learn and learn. Reading Taoism is the same as reading scriptures in their temples. He reads it based on the principles in his heart. He may not be able to observe and observe Master Wangxin, and this realm can be further improved!"

The old shopkeeper still said "Oh", but the pace towards the hall was getting faster and faster.

The young Taoist had an idea and grabbed the old shopkeeper's right hand and smiled and said, "Dean, aren't you hungry? You're eating in the back mountain. Why are you walking into the hall? You are reading Dayi over there? I know you don't like those Taoist scriptures. I also think these scriptures are not as fun as those books you read before? Do you think? Let's go in a different direction. If you don't go, I feel that the food will be cold."

The old shopkeeper turned his head and looked at the young path with anger on his face.

Seeing this, the latter quickly shut up, and he didn't want to be pointed at again.

As he walked, the young Tao felt more and more panicked. The task he got was to hold the old shopkeeper and how long it could last. At first, he thought about using a bamboo knife to use a bamboo knife to spend two moves with him on Tianzhu Peak, and at least a few incense sticks. But later he found that the gap in strength was too big and he would definitely not be able to delay it. So he wanted the old shopkeeper to eat more food in the back mountain, which could be considered as completing the task given to him by his senior brother, but how could he know that the old man was not in the air and salt, and why he only wanted to see the senior brother and the monk.

The outside world said that this uncle Taiheshan was cruel and ruthless, had a profound cultivation, and was devoted to practicing Taoism. He was indifferent to external things. He even said that this uncle went down the mountain seven times a year and would have to kill forty-nine people each time before he would return to the mountain. These forty-nine people must be guilty and serious.

I can't figure out this young path, and I don't know who passed it on. I can't talk about the profound cultivation. In fact, people on this mountain who are stronger than me can count with one hand. As for the coldness and ruthlessness, he can't figure out even more. Let me ask, who doesn't know that Qiu Haoqiong's best kung technicians are the best in his mouth? When did anyone have a dispute on the mountain, he didn't try to persuade him to fight? He got along very well with these senior brothers and disciples. How could he be cruel and ruthless?

As for going down the mountain to kill people?

Qiu Haoqiong was so angry that he really wanted to use a bamboo knife to kill the rumor-producing person. He had never even climbed a mountain in his life, nor had he killed anyone, or even a chicken. Why did he become the one who killed more than a hundred people every year?

But no matter how powerful his verbal skills are, it is useless. Seeing that the old man was about to come to the hall, Qiu Haoqiong had no choice but to follow the old man with his head.

"Senior brother, senior brother, it's really no wonder. No matter how powerful Junior brother is, he can't beat this old man's finger." The junior uncle kept silent in his heart, asking that senior brother to punish less.

In a blink of an eye, when he arrived outside the hall, the old shopkeeper suddenly laughed again, looked at the uncle who lowered his head and did not speak, and said, "This extremely cruel and ruthless uncle, I stood outside here, and I didn't seem to hear any sound in the hall?"

Qiu Haoqiong still lowered his head and said nothing, but his face was not very good-looking.

Seeing his appearance, the old shopkeeper didn't continue to joke and walked straight in.

When he walked to the door, he heard a familiar word: "Dean, long time no see?" As he looked for the voice, a tall old man holding a bamboo knife came over. The bamboo knife was almost the same as the one Qiu Haoqiong had before.

The old shopkeeper looked at the visitor, let out a hearty laugh, and said loudly: "Why, why have you changed to bamboo swords on this mountain? Don't you need to practice Taoism anymore? Stinky Taoist priest, where is your big broom?"

When the old man Gao heard this, he looked helpless and whispered: "That's a whisk! It's a transcendent meaning of brushing away the worldly affairs. I've told you how many times it has been, not a big broom."

The old shopkeeper casually said "Oh" and continued, "I haven't seen me for three years. Why did you hold a bamboo knife like your junior brother when you see me this time? Could it be that you want to cut me a few times?"

"This is fifth place in the list, so powerful!"

The old shopkeeper looked bad, and as he spoke, he became a little angry.

The old man tall threw the bamboo knife aside casually and smiled bitterly: "Dean, you know that we will not agree to your things."

The old shopkeeper was not angry after hearing this, and said in a plain tone this time: "It's not a shameful thing, what's the point of agreeing or not?"

The junior uncle was confused. What was going on? He couldn't figure it out either. He wanted to leave and let the two of them continue to talk here, but when he thought about it for a long time, he hadn't seen his senior brother get defeated, he simply moved a chair and sat down, looking at the two of them lightly.
Chapter completed!