The twelfth generation of Qingyun Sect.

Such an identity is really respectful. Today's Daoxuan Zhenren is the 18th generation of Qingyun, with six generations in the middle. Even if he is called a ancestor, he must add a height in front of it. This is such a word.

When Puzhi heard this, he looked at Lin Dong again and immediately felt awe.

He dared to add seniority to the Qingyun Sect, the current leader of the righteous path, and put seniority on the head of Daoxuan Zhenren. Even the fools in the mountains and fields dared not do so. When Lin Dong hit this, Puzhi believed at least eight points.

"It's polite!"

In Puzhi's eyes, Lin Dong was already quite tall.

“No need to be.”

Lin Dong stood up, helped Puzhi's arm up, and said, "Today I showed my walking hiding, but I just couldn't bear to see such a disaster among the villagers of Caomiao. I don't want a child's ignorance to mature in the most cruel way. If you believe my words, hurry up to Qingyun now. It's already dark, and it's late, and the thief will move."

Cangsong must have come at night, and during the day, Cangsong dare not show it blatantly.

"Since the layman is close to Qingyun, why don't we go with us?"

Puzhi invited Lin Dong.

I still had two doubts in my heart. If Lin Dong could go to Qingyun with him and talk about his identity issues there, that would be the best.

"no."

Lin shook his head and said, "My seniority is too high. When I arrived at Qingyun, I stood on the head of Daoxuan Zhenren. By then, if Daoxuan Zhenren wants to protect me and make me eat and live in Qingyun, it is a big violation of my original intention of freedom. Qingyun's door will also stay at the mountain gate because of my arrival, and it is like entering the temple gate. When I meet, I have to worship. I have all the ancestors in my mouth, but it is not beautiful."

Zhou Yixian once said that when his seniority reaches Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun must have taken care of him and served him with delicious food and drink, but he cannot go down the mountain easily. Lin Dong's current identity is very similar to Zhou Yixian. I believe that after the past, the treatment will be similar.

"In this case, I don't force it."

Puzhi bowed to Lin Dong and said, "I don't know how I should look for it if I want to see the layman?"

If Lin Dong's identity is true or false, you can go to Qingyun Sect to verify. If Lin Dong really has such ability, Puzhi thinks that he can communicate more, and perhaps he can see the mystery of immortality from another perspective.

"If you are destined to be together, we will meet."

Lin Dong said seriously: "It is related to more than 200 lives. I hope you can listen to me and go to Qingyun to avoid disaster."

There is a way under the great disaster, and the nature is covered with dust.

Many practitioners can already see the number of days clearly, but when the killing disaster occurs, even if the bystander sees that he is a person who is in response to the disaster, the man will ignore it and must not respond to the disaster. Fortunately, Puzhi is a compassionate person and is called the Four Great Monks. To a great extent, it is not because of his cultivation, but because of virtue.

It was related to more than 200 lives, and Lin Dong told him very clearly. No matter what, Puzhi had decided to go to Qingyun to avoid it.

Saying goodbye to Lin Dong, Pu Zhi turned into a rainbow light and flew up towards Qingyun Mountain.

The sky was drowsy, and there were two muffled thunders in the clouds.

Looking at the sky, Lin Dong shook his sleeve in his hand, and the copper coins showed the hexagram.

Wind and thunder come at the time of the zi, rains rain falls at the time of the octopus, and rain stops at the time of the mao.

Looking at the hexagrams again, there is still a lot of rainfall.

Tonight, Lin Dong didn't go anywhere, so he was going to stay in this Caomiao Temple, so that the people in Caomiao Village could spend the night without any disaster, and then set off again to go to the Wanba Cave of Kongsang Mountain to get the first volume of the Heavenly Book.

At midnight, it is from 11 to 10 in the evening, and at ugly times, it is from 10 to 3 in the evening.

Lin Dong looked up at the ruined temple, but saw that the roof was still large and it was very big. He felt a little excited and sorted out the debris around him. Lin Dong climbed up to the grass temple and repaired the grass temple.

The thatch on this grass temple is not evenly distributed. After the forest climbs up, it steps on the roof and is divided into thickness. The thatch and thatch are tied to each other and condense into a stream to avoid the phenomenon of "the hut is broken by the autumn wind" when the wind blows at night.

After the renovation, Lin Dong lay on the grass temple for a long time. When the wind gradually rose, he jumped off the hut and walked into the grass temple. He distinguished the eight gates and arranged the eyes in the grass temple. He arranged a little in the grass temple. Lin Dong took out the iron stove from his portable space, took out the lighter, lit the thatch in his hand, added charcoal, and set up the barbecue hot pot, and took out the crab, lobster, saury...

In the evening, Lin Dong was preparing to have a hot pot barbecue in this grass temple.

Dark clouds were pressing against the ground, and strong winds swept across the earth.

Lin Luo was in a dilapidated temple, and it was wide open everywhere. Originally, there was a strong wind and a cold wind rushing people, but Lin Dong was in the position of the place. The small flames burned from time to time were stable and burned at the bottom of the pot. Four illuminated torches were arranged in four legs, and the flames were not swaying from side to side.

"ah!"

There was a scream at the entrance of the ruined temple.

The lightning outside flickered faintly, and then the crackling sound of thunder sounded.

Lin Dong's vest is not a master of Taoism. He still has to rely on his eyes and ears to distinguish many things from the outside world. He has just arrived in this world and his Taoism is basically nothing. He heard the exclamation and immediately looked up.

At the door, Zhang Xiaofan, the child who ran by his side during the day, was standing at the temple gate with two black and yellow steamed buns in his hand. He watched Lin Dong cook hot pot and eat lobsters in the temple, and was surprised and at a loss.

He raised his foot and swept over the broken chair beside him.

A strong wind suddenly blew across the temple, and the flames inside the house were suddenly low, inside and outside, and then it was connected to a world.

"Good boy, the wind is rushing, it's going to rain heavily. If you don't sleep well at home, why are you going here for a while?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Dong had a smile on his face.

"I...I..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lin Dong, looked at the face with a hidden smile, and said, "I think it's going to rain, and I want to give you some food."

You, of course, include Puzhi, but Puzhi is the magic weapon that flew to Qingyun. These things are not something he can know.

"Come in."

Lin Dong said to Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan stood at the entrance of the temple, looking at the boiling hot pot and barbecue at Lin Dong, hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and walking in.

Lin Dong kicked the chair and moved it back to its original position. The "doors and windows" in the temple were closed again. The branches were bent under the strong wind outside, and the leaves were rustling. In this temple, there was no wind at all.

"Come."

Lin Dong took out a pair of chopsticks from his portable space and handed them to the reserved Zhang Xiaofan.

"You gave me some food, and I'll treat you to something delicious."

He forced the chopsticks to Zhang Xiaofan, and Lin Dong took the steamed bun in Zhang Xiaofan's hand.

The waffles are the staple food for poor families. They look very sharp, with a small top and a large bottom, but the middle is empty, so it is easy to cook when steamed. When Lin Dong held the two waffles in his hand, he felt that they were extremely hard when pinched, so he placed them directly on the barbecue rack.

After Zhang Xiaofan got the chopsticks, he boldly picked up a piece of meat in the hot pot. He stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the heat. He swallowed it in a few seconds, and there were oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Your name is Zhang Xiaofan, right?"

Lin Dong looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked.

Whether from the plot or from other perspectives, Lin Dong almost confirmed it, but he still asked for a proof.

In the original work, it was at this time that Zhang Xiaofan ran to the dilapidated temple to deliver things to Puzhi, and he had the subsequent bad fate.

"right."

Zhang Xiaofan swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Lin Dong.

"How many people are in your family?"

Lin Dong asked again.

Like the poor families in the village, there were no restrictions on family planning. At this time, a family of seven or eight people was common, but only children were different.

The poorer you are, the more you are born, the more you are born, the poorer you are.

Blessed with too many children, this is what people think of this era.

"Dad, mom, and me."

Zhang Xiaofan saw Lin Dong asking, but he didn't dare to continue eating, so he looked at Lin Dong with all his questions and answered questions.

"there is none left?"

Lin Dong was surprised.

"Mom said she was going to give birth to a younger brother for me."

Zhang Xiaofan said again: "But my father said he wanted to keep the money for me to go to a private school. Jingyu's father is a teacher. Although he is familiar with him, he still has to pay or something."

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, these two are the male leads and the second male leads.

Compared to Zhang Xiaofan's name, Lin Jingyu's name is obviously not taken by ordinary villagers in Caomiao Village. According to what Zhang Xiaofan said, Lin Jingyu's father was a teacher, which is inevitable. When Caomiao Village was destroyed, Lin Jingyu spoke in an orderly manner on Tongtian Peak, and could also speak gods and figures, know the past and the future.

It’s not premature wisdom, it’s good to teach.

Zhang Xiaofan was able to memorize the Great Brahma Prajna of Puzhi, obviously he had been to a private school. Otherwise, after reciting the whole chapter of Puzhi, Zhang Xiaofan could finish Zhuxian with just one sentence of "what".

"You eat first, and then you'll talk about it after you're full."

Lin Dong looked at Zhang Xiaofan with his eyes looking at the hot pot and barbecue, smiled slightly, picked up the hot steamed buns, gently tore them open, and started eating.

When Zhang Xiaofan saw Lin Dong eating his steamed bun, he felt no obstacles. He picked up the chopsticks and specially picked up the meat-filled place to pick up the meat.

Rumble!

The lightning flashed outside the Cao Temple, and it was as bright as daylight for a moment. Looking out along the door, I saw that the Cao Temple Village was quiet. After a while, heavy rain poured down.

After eating, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the heavy rain outside and suddenly fell into hesitation. He didn't know whether to run home or continue to stay here.

"When the rain is about to stop, it is at the hour of Mao."

Lin Dong saw what Zhang Xiaofan was thinking and said, "You can't go back now, otherwise your physique will definitely get sick, and you will be idle even if you are idle. Why don't you follow me to learn how to stretch your legs, kick your feet, walk, sit and lie down?"

At the hour of Mao, it is from five to seven in the morning.

"What are you stretching your legs and kicking your feet, walking, sitting and lying down?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't understand very much.

"It's the ability to make you taller."

Lin Dong said with a smile.
Chapter completed!