"Shushan School, Chen Mengyao... This name is so familiar? Have I heard of it somewhere?"

Zheng Xiaoming was in a daze and opened his eyes in the blue light.

Still thinking about this, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

He was still on a vast grassland, but the big pit in front of him had disappeared, but there was an extra temple.

It says Feixian Temple!

It can be seen that although there is no village or shop here, the incense is still good, at least someone will take care of it.

He looked not far away and there was a road winding by, with carriages passing by from time to time.

All the terrain is the same as before, but everything seems to have become plausible.

Zheng Xiaoming felt something, and walked in and took a look at the immortal worshipped in the temple. However, he saw a female fairy standing with a sword and her clothes fluttering, as if she was about to walk in the air the next moment.

Looking at the appearance of the female fairy, she actually has three points similar!

I also saw this stone tablet on the wall in the temple, which wrote the origin of this temple.

But thirty years ago, a Shushan immortal was seriously injured when he was attacking heretics and slaying demons and eliminating demons. Later disciples built a temple here to commemorate this incident!

Zheng Xiaoming was in a daze again: "Thirty years ago have passed? No..."

He suddenly felt that the environment around him seemed to be a little wrong, and as for the specific situation, he couldn't explain it clearly.

It just seemed that everything around me became more vivid and more real.

How to say it, it is like a forest washed by rainstorms, everything is full of fresh and clean smell.

But before Zheng Xiaoming could continue to check the difference carefully, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Who are you? Why are you here in my Feixian Temple!"

Zheng Xiaoming was slightly stunned, turned his head and saw a Taoist wearing a coarse sermon robe looking at him vigilantly. Looking at this, it seemed like a temple blessing in this temple.

He was just about to speak when the Taoist man said again: "The person from the sect?"

Zheng Xiaoming was slightly stunned and smiled and said, "I'm afraid this fellow Taoist has made a mistake. I really have nothing to do with the Sipi Sect! I am a disciple of Cuiwei Mountain!"

The Taoist immediately sneered and said disdainfully: "Where is Cuiwei Mountain? Why haven't I heard of it?

Even if you want to fabricate an identity, can you be more attentive?

I have said a long time ago that you people in the Demon Sect will only hide your head and tail!”

Zheng Xiaoming said in surprise: "Where does this start with fellow Taoist saying this? Our Cuiwei Mountain is Cuiwei Mountain, why should we hide our heads and tails?

Besides, the Scipi Sect is the Demon Sect, and what I have practiced is the most authentic Golden Elixir Dao Dharma!”

As he said this, a golden light flashed faintly around him.

Although the light disappeared in just a flash, the perfection and perfection was enough to show the great achievement of the Golden Elixir. This Taoist was solemn: "It turns out that he is the senior master of the Great Perfect Golden Elixir!"

Zheng Xiaoming nodded slightly, and did not speak, but his face looked a little strange.

Because he felt a little strange in his golden elixir, that is, there was a little more greenness in his golden elixir.

Although there is only one slightest, it adds countless vitality and possibilities.

This made Zheng Xiaoming unable to help but have a strange thought in his heart: "Can my golden elixir really be fertilized successfully...

Damn, is this a reversal? I am a man. Shouldn’t I be fertilized for others?”

Don’t you hear that the same thing about ginseng is alchemy, water and fire are scattered through hundreds of gates. The ten-month-month-long magic pill is formed, and how can a man be pregnant?

The Taoist who was still scolding him sternly, now he looked ashamed and said to Zheng Xiaoming with great admiration: "Senior, I really rude me just now.

But these days, there have been demons from the Sibi Sect coming to make trouble. I thought my senior was too...

I didn’t expect that the senior is actually my righteous master who has already achieved great success in the Golden Pill!”

Zheng Xiaoming came to his senses slightly and saw that the Taoist's cultivation was not too high, and he was still at the realm of foundation-building and medicinal collection. No wonder he was so respectful to him, a guy who had just made the golden elixir.

However, Zheng Xiaoming is interested in another thing: "What's going on with the Zipi Sect you mentioned? Ahem, I've just been in seclusion for many years before I came out of seclusion!"

The Taoist suddenly realized the truth after hearing this: "So that's it, but the senior should have been in seclusion for a long time, right? I see the style of the senior's clothes..."

Although he didn't say it, it should have been outdated for a long time!

In fact, many people think that ancient clothes remain unchanged. But how is that possible?

Not to mention a dynasty, even every ten or twenty years, the appearance of clothes will change a lot.

Although the materials and workmanship of clothes like Zheng Xiaoming are very good, in the eyes of this person, they are indeed a popular style a long time ago.

This is also the reason why this Taoist began to feel that Zheng Xiaoming was strange!

Think about it, a person wearing clothes decades ago suddenly appeared at your home. And recently, there are enemies who are in trouble...

Zheng Xiaoming nodded and said, "It must have been about twenty years since he was in seclusion!"

The Taoist was even more impressed when he heard this: "The senior has such perseverance and has been in seclusion for twenty years in one breath. Is it no wonder that he can cultivate the golden elixir..."

When he said this, he suddenly remembered something, his heart was pounding, and he couldn't help asking: "Senior, Mr. Xiayang, who left his hometown thirty years ago, left his hometown, General Daning..."

Zheng Xiaoming was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this man could recognize him. However, he was too lazy to hide such a thing, so he just said it was good!

The Taoist man was in awe of awe: "The senior made contributions in the world, suppressed the demon disasters, and defeated the Yadis people. But he succeeded and retired after success, and floated into the Tao. It is really admirable!"

It turned out that Zheng Xiaoming abandoned the position of General of Daning Town without saying a word. After leaving, he immediately left a huge problem for the court and the emperor.

If such things are spread, the emperor and the court treat meritorious officials harshly and suppress meritorious officials...

Therefore, the emperor and the court could only publicize Zheng Xiaoming's achievements and take the initiative to become a monk and practice Taoism.

Even to this day, the Duke of Xiayang has remained empty and has not been revoked by the emperor and the court...

In short, because Zheng Xiaoming abandoned his family and learned Taoism, he interpreted countless legendary stories and wrote them into various novels.

It is almost the same as the myth of the King of Huainan ascend to heaven in the sun!

A few years ago, the court discussed whether to grant Zheng Xiaoming a title. Although the matter ended up in the end!

Therefore, at this moment, this Taoist naturally respected a legendary figure like Zheng Xiaoming.
Chapter completed!