In the southwest of the empire, there are 100,000 mountains, and there are continuous ups and downs. The breeding of miasma and diseases is rampant. The court has not yet grasped the law and strength. There are many prefectures and counties, and less government exploitation, and the people are still alive.

A monk and Taoist swam here with his arms. When the Taoist saw Lingqu, he suddenly had a whim and stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers to open up the channels manually. His heart suddenly moved and he immediately changed his words.

"The dynasty has been in power for more than 200 years, and the road administration has gradually faded away, and land transportation has become increasingly difficult. Only natural rivers and artificial canals are still struggling to support them. Only by seeing a glimpse of the picture can you know the whole picture. The empire is in a state of dusk and is gradually getting old. It must be dusk!"

When the monk in white heard these words, he felt something in his words and frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to make trouble again?"

You Bifang smiled and said, "In the current situation, inland water transportation has many conveniences. A large ship consigns supplies to a large chamber of commerce horse team. He is not reluctant to the high-speed channels in later generations. It is just a small amount of food and grass that saves people from eating horses. It is really a great contribution to the court and is beneficial to the people!"

Monk Cizhou nodded: "This is normal, don't I know?"

Zui Taoist smiled and said, "The river channel drives the exchanges and prospers commerce, and this is still for civilians! Looking down at the world from the perspective of the court, the river channel transports conquest, brings territory, and expands territory. Whether it is immigration to the border or garrisoning troops, it will be a result of unwavering success."

The jiu of Bifang pointed the Ling Canal with a finger and said: "At the end of the Third Dynasty, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Qin Dynasty dug this canal, which allowed the tributaries of the Dajiang River to shake hands with the Pearl River for the first time. The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty went down the water and could set the south in one battle. Not only did the territory more than doubled, but the plains around the lower reaches of the Li River became a new large granary for Xianqin, which contributed to the great cause of kings and tyrants. How could it be lucky?"

The monk in white suddenly realized it, but saw the pride on the face of Zui Daoist, and deliberately teased: "It's not the case! If the south launches an army in the north and passes the Lingqu and enters the two lakes, they will also compete for the Central Plains."

You Bifang laughed in silence and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are not bad either! Guilin County is very important. It can be said to be a gateway to the south and a place that military strategists must fight for. The court can watch the roads of Guangdong and Guangxi. If the rebels occupy this place, they will stop the horse and look north, and the two lakes will be in turmoil, and the Central Plains will be in chaos!"

Each monk and Taoist guided the world like a picture, and the ignorant people nearby regarded their words as fools, regarded them as crazy monks and Taoists, and sneered at them. Only a few experts would have their eyes lit up and regarded them as laity masters who entered the world to enlighten the dragon.

You Bifang used the technique to hook fishing directly. Sure enough, someone took the hook and felt secretly happy, but he thought he didn't see it.

The monk in white glanced at him slightly, and it was just a few mud-haired shrimps. The luck of the common people in the market lost interest, but they could not see it on their faces.

The Zui Taoist took off the wine gourd from his waist, poured a mouthful of it into his mouth, and dripping wine fell from the corner of his mouth, like a bead, turning into a glass, and fell into the river with a thud.

You Bifang put away the wine gourd and smiled and said, "I see how many good seedlings with sword-like wombs and good roots are in Guilin County. I have never seen the righteous masters of Xuanmen coming to pick them up. Why not let me go there and give some advice to me, and also leave a lineage of incense for the righteous tragedy!"

Monk Cizhou smiled and nodded: "What fellow Taoist said is not bad, but ordinary people are indulging in material desires, and they will be blinded by the obstacles of knowledge and understanding. If the mortal womb does not recognize the true person of the immortal path, it will be difficult in the end to be as you wish!"

After hearing this, the Taoist Zui couldn't help laughing: "This time I went to the mountains and rivers, and the world was rolling. Even ordinary people, who are sincere and sincere, can see me with the heart of the Tao, and you can still get a part of the merit. If you are the innate Tao body, the five elements spiritual roots, the heart is not sincere and the mind is not sincere, you can't think of the merit of my Tao."

After saying that, a monk turned around and walked into the cliff, and disappeared in an instant.

After a moment, the river water downstream was filled with a faint fragrance of wine. After smelling it, the mouth and tongue will produce saliva, and the mouth will be fragrant. If you take a sip, you will be more energetic and you will be a little sleepy.

"A adventure in heaven, gods descend to earth! It's time for me to have great luck!"

In the crowd, several smart people exchanged their eyes with each other, all of which were sure to win.

Even if a monk turned around and disappeared, they knew that they would go to Guilin County immediately to wait, and there would be no mistakes.

After ten days, a monk traveled through the 100,000 mountains and saw the poisonous wild Buddha from afar, not from other peoples, showing off his magical power and illusions, and tricking him into incense and faith.

I have also seen the Five-Current Demon Sect revived in Baiman Mountain. The above is the first and second inheritance of the ancient witch sect, and continue the Immortal Gu Tao, forming the five poisons, and the Baidu Demon Gods.

There is also the fangmin Jingman who worships ghosts and gods with incense and practices to create spiritual and ghost curse. Among them, the best of them are the source pointing directly to the Nine Nether Demon Gods, but they are only limited to the fragments of the residual souls and the shadows of the universe.

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Since the ancient times of the Divine Administration, it has been hanging for 5,000 years to the present, and has never even had the Xuanmen Sect. It is not common to have the hooks and sinking of the side and left paths, but it is still vividly remembered in the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

Outside Guilin County, in a wilderness, on a deserted inn called Yezelin, there is a free tea-free shed for passers-by to rest.

Maybe it is a wealthy businessman who suffers from personal morality, who spends a few small money here to buy people's moral character for the sake of his future and for his descendants.

That afternoon, a lame Taoist limped down from the mountain road, staggering, and it was very difficult.

The people in the reed sanctuary were mostly just single-minded businessmen, and they were talking nonsense.

It’s not that they didn’t see the lame Taoist, they just took care of themselves and pretended not to know.

There is only a charcoal-headed boy who burns fire under the stove. I don’t know how many immortal scripts have been read, how many storytellers have heard, and the old storyteller story of the immortal adventure. Suddenly, he became happy and got up and ran over to support him.

On the way, perhaps because he was too anxious, the charcoal-headed boy stepped on the empty place and fell hard, but he struggled to get up as if he was fine and continued to run over.

Without running two steps, he limped, and it turned out that his knee had broken and he was bleeding.

The lame Taoist also expects someone to come and help him, so as to save some effort. Unexpectedly, he will take care of this charcoal-headed boy who was injured by him.

When the two of them supported each other into the reed shed, they were gone, and the empty seats were all gone. These Shangshang, whose eyes were growing above their heads, looked at the lame Taoist indifferently, disliked the poor spirit on him.

The charcoal-headed boy woke up and moved his own special seat under the stove and a short footstool to put it under the butt of the lame Taoist.

Unexpectedly, the lame Taoist was a villain with a strange temper. He spoke up and thought the stool was too dirty.

The charcoal-headed boy was not upset and wiped it clean with a dry and wet cloth before letting the lame Taoist sit down.

The Taoist grinned and just sat down, he spoke up and was whispering, instructing the charcoal-headed boy to serve tea and water.

Everyone looked joking and not interested in watching the fun, but the charcoal-headed boy gritted his teeth and resisted, dragging his injured leg around, trying his best to serve.

The lame Taoist took off his cloth shoes and exposed the wound wrapped by the dog's skin plaster. It turned out to be a cyst sore with pus. It smelled like a stinky abalone that was stinky overnight.

The lame Taoist tasted the tea brought by the charcoal-headed boy and squirted out on the spot, looking disgusted, making people speechless.

The lame Taoist stopped drinking tea, so he simply used the tea to wash his injured feet. After watching Lu Peng, he stood up on the spot. The charcoal-headed boy went over to comfort him, and after much persuasion, he comforted the man.

The lame Taoist casually threw down the dog skin plaster, changed into a new medicine, put on his shoes and socks, tied up his straps, and looked at the charcoal-headed boy with an ugly and bitter expression, turning into a pure and elegant look.

"You are a blessing! Unfortunately, your roots are a little bit short. The journey is so difficult and the journey is long. I thank you for this kind of kindness of the bowl of tea."

After saying that, the lame Taoist got up and walked out of the reed shed. After walking a few steps, he disappeared on the winding mountain path.

Only then did everyone realize that the lame Taoist is not an ordinary person.

Looking back at the reed shed, the four legs of the short stool actually took root on the ground and took out new tender green buds.

The dog skin plaster that fell on the ground turned into an old dog with a skinny bite off a stool leg, took off the messy fur on the spot, turned into a mountain dog with bright eyes and divine light.

As for the herbs wrapped in wounds, they are accumulated into a cluster of Ganoderma lucidum, emitting a faint fragrance.

The experienced old man knew the whole story and spoke in advance: "These are all immortal fates given by Taoists, so everyone should not snatch them without authorization!"

It would be fine if he didn't speak, but once he opened his mouth and pointed it out, everyone in the reed shed was moved.

Someone took the lead and shouted, and everyone rushed forward, knocking down one by one, all of which became stepping stones for others.

Unexpectedly, the mountain dog, the size of a mule, held the magic medicine, and no matter who came, he opened his bloody mouth. He bit off with 10% of his strength, and his tendons were broken.

In addition to the charcoal-headed boy who could use it, he was also careful and just ate half a piece of Ganoderma lucidum.

After swallowing this mouthful, the wound healed without medicine. The thin body expanded like a blow-blowing air, the muscles were twisted like pine trees, winding and wandering like tree roots, and the temples were bulging high, just like martial arts masters who have achieved success in practicing kung fu across the rivers and lakes.

It turns out that this adventure of immortality has a master. After suffering, everyone realized that only by using the hands of the charcoal-headed boy can they get close to Ganoderma lucidum and Yaocao.

Just when everyone was behaved and pleased the boy, the smart people who knew the opportunity had already gone to pursue the lame Taoist.
Chapter completed!