Young people should have their way of living, and there is no need to be too burdened by secular utilitarianism.

Tian Tian nodded happily, "Okay! I'm going to tell you, these days, as long as I think of you, I will feel so upset whenever I think about it, I will have to take care of my husband and children in the future. If you are bullied, I will feel so upset."

Yang Zheng patted the horse's back and smiled and said, "Not for it. Don't forget that you are a genius in the third realm, and now I only have the second realm perfection, so how can I bully you? Along the way, I have to rely on you to protect my husband, haha!"

The reason why Tian Dan is extremely doting on his granddaughter is not only because she is quiet and cute, but also because she is extremely talented in practicing. She is a rare genius among the girls, far better than the young men in the clan. She is the only one in Jimo City, and she can see the old man's eyes.

This year, she is the same age as Yang Zheng, and has entered the top three realms. Such a stunning qualification is definitely worthy of the word "genius". Countless people are jealous and want to marry her. Now, Yang Zheng has successfully married into the family and climbed to this phoenix.

When Tian Tian heard this, she raised her head proudly and said, "So you have to practice hard and catch up with me quickly. Otherwise, you have been suppressed by me and are not even as good as a wife. How can you raise your head in front of outsiders in the future?"

After saying that, she waved her whip and ran forward wildly.

Yang Zheng saw it and became more and more happy, chasing the joyful figure.

Yes, let alone marry into a wife, if her cultivation is weaker than her, she will be completely unable to get rid of her reputation for being a soft-hearted person. However, with his talent, can this happen?

A pair of beautiful women ride on horseback and walk on snow, and the scenes blend together, as if they are wandering in a painting.

In the middle of winter, the clouds were dense and the sky became darker earlier. The two of them were just busy in the wilderness, missing the villages and towns that could only stay in the back, and had to search nearby and find a place to rest for a night.

Fortunately, Tian Tian is in the realm of refining the spirit, and his divine consciousness has a good sense of perception. He can sense areas within a radius of five miles, and does not have to run around blindly.

After a while, she found a Taoist temple not far ahead, so the two of them urged their horses to go.

The Taoist temple is located in a valley, with a very small scale, with only two or three temples, white walls and black tiles, and looks a little gloomy under the twilight.

The red paint on the Guanmen is peeling off, and a plaque is hung above it, with the three words "Chen Qingguan" written on it, and the handwriting is sloppy.

Not far from the sight, Yang Zheng held the reins and did not approach immediately.

He stared at the ancient Taoist temple, his eyes flashed, and said, "Tian'er, tell me about the Taoist situation first. I have to be mentally prepared to avoid the wrong portal."

Tian Tian was influenced by his grandfather and was very familiar with the distribution of power in Qi State. Without thinking, "Taoism is divided into two sects, one is the Xuanyuan sect, respecting Huangdi and Laozi, and the other is the Xiaoyao sect, respecting Laozi and Zhuangzi."

Yang Zheng's expression was slightly stern.

It seems that the Xuanyuan School should be the Huang-Lao School in history, while the Xiaoyao School is the corresponding Lao-Zhuang School.

"In our Qi State, because the royal family Tian family is a descendant of Huangdi, the imperial court has always praised the Xuanyuan Sect, which respects Huangdi, and established it as an official school. The Xuanyuan Sect was supported, spreading its branches and infiltrating all over the country. They were also the mainstream of Jixia Academy."

Yang Zheng said: "In other words, nothing unexpected happens, the Chenqing Temple in front of him should be a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect."

"That's right. I heard my grandfather say that the other Xiaoyao school likes to imitate the saint Zhuangzi, wandering around freely and wandering around, and not settle down like this."

Yang Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

Tian Tian looked at him curiously and asked, "You have inquired so carefully. Did you have any grudges with Taoism before?"

Yang Zheng said, "Yes. The reason why your brothers lost to me is because I have practiced a Taoist internal skill. The "Chongxu True Sutra" comes from the ancestor Liezi of the Xuanyuan Sect, so I am considered a Taoist disciple."

Liezi is a representative figure of Huang Lao Taoism. Yang Zheng approached him and Taoist temples. The other party should be willing to sell personal favors and be willing to take them in for a stay.

Tian Tian was a little surprised, "You are called Han Fei and his brothers, aren't you from the Famen? How could you use Taoist internal skills to build the foundation? If I guess correctly, the "Chongxu True Sutra" may be of great origin, right?"

"Uh..." Yang Zheng didn't know how to explain it. The matter was a long story, so he could only answer briefly: "By chance, I met a senior named Tian Shi and got along very well with him, so he passed this technique to me."

"Tian Shi?" Tian Tian's reaction became stronger and stronger, and she said in disbelief: "You have actually met Master Tian Shi! He has disappeared on the mainland for ten years. Countless people have been looking for him, but there is no trace of him. Where did you see him?"

Yang Zhengxin said, "You have asked the right person. Not only have I met him, but I have also been a neighbor with him for ten years. Every day, I look up and see him. We live on deserted islands overseas, so it would be strange if the world can find him."

He couldn't explain this to her, and there was no need to explain it in front of him. He quickly pulled back the topic, "Let's go, as long as it is not the territory of his enemies, it will be much easier."

He turned over and dismounted, walked up to knock on the door.

After knocking for a while, no one opened the door. He thought it was an abandoned Taoist temple and was about to break into the door. Just then, the wooden door creaked open, and a young man appeared in front of him with his sleepy eyes.

"Who? Knock, knock your mother..."

The boy was short and thin, with stingy eyes, dark skin, sesame-like black dots on his face, and a sharp and harsh voice, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He glanced at Yang Zheng impatiently and found that the latter was dressed in luxury and should be a rich young man. He put away his arrogant attitude, grinned at Yang Zheng, revealing his very white teeth.

"It's so late, the young master comes to the door, but he wants to stay?"

As he said that, his eyes turned cleverly and glanced at Tian Tian behind without a trace, and a strange light flashed deep in his eyes.

Yang Zheng looked at the man and saw that he didn't look like a Taoist priest. He replied in a gentle voice: "That's right. We are in a hurry to rush and miss the villages and towns we stayed in. I beg you to have a convenient way and leave us for a night of rest."

He took out a few sword coins from his sleeve and handed them to the boy, thinking to himself, "Even a servant who opens the door has the cultivation level of the second level. This view seems extraordinary, I have to act carefully."

The young man skillfully put it in his sleeve, grinned and said with a pity: "Young master, wait a moment, I'll ask my master for instructions."

The door was closed again.

Tian Tian frowned slightly and whispered four words, "The face is abominable."

Yang Zheng remembered two words, rats, but he thought that people should not behave like appearance, so he didn't say it.

After a while, the boy poked his head out of the door and said tepidly: "My master said that it is not convenient to watch today, please vote elsewhere!"

Before he finished speaking, he started closing the door, obviously because he was afraid that Yang Zheng would take the money back.

Yang Zheng was quick-witted and blocked it, saying, "Please help me to reconcile it. I'll say that it was a disciple of Taoist Tian Shi who passed by. Please see the friendship between classmates and give me some slight face."

Since we have arrived in Qi State, the old neighbor's name is not useless, and there is no evidence of death anyway.

The young man stood leaning against the door, indifferent.

Yang Zheng knew it and handed over a few more coins.

This time the boy came and went quickly, opened the viewing door, made a gesture of invitation, and said respectfully: "Please come to the palace to serve tea."
Chapter completed!