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Chapter 474 The eighth Master’s apprentice is miserable

The sun sets in the west, and the sea of ​​clouds is also shining golden.

The fox and the Caili are still fighting on the platform.

Not only was he fighting on the ground, but he also turned into a crow and a sparrow, flying to the sky, flying into the sea of ​​clouds to chase, as if he was carefree and free.

There is a carving sound at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

"rustle...."

The wood chips float down and gather in one place.

Lin Jue is carving carefully.

There were two cushions not far away, and a female Taoist sat cross-legged, facing the setting sun, bathing in the golden light, and concentrating on her practice.

Next to her, sitting on the other cushion was a girl about ten years old, also wearing a Taoist robe, thin and delicate, but she did not concentrate on practicing. Instead, she was attracted by the sound of her master carving. She turned her head and looked at her master's hand without blinking.

"concentrate!"

The junior sister reminded her.

"oh!"

The junior sister's apprentice withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes to concentrate on practicing.

Instead, the junior sister turned her head and glanced at her senior brother.

"Um?"

At this glance, she keenly discovered that what the senior brother was carving was not Doubing.

"What are you carving with your senior brother?"

"Carn a pavilion."

"What are you doing with carving pavilions?"

"Accommodation, practice."

"Do you move in after getting smaller?"

"No, no." Lin Jue kept moving his hands, shook his head and said, "This is the method of bean soldiers to sacrifice and refine,

Let it grow bigger so that it can be placed in the mountains and be my cave."

This is the inspiration obtained from Master Xuanming Xuanming said that Master Yuzha could use spiritual wood to make palaces and pavilions, so that they could be freely larger and smaller, and carried them with them. Many immortals would go to him to seek palaces and pavilions. Lin Jue did not know Master Yuzha. He had just become a true master and had not many precious things to exchange with him, so he had to do it himself.

Can I do it if Yuzha Zhenren can do it?

Lin Jue didn't know much about the Tao of Mao, so he only saw some of it from Senior Brother Six, and he knew nothing about the architecture. Fortunately, the method of Dou Soldiers did not need to be used.

Most of the structures can be carved out directly.

Integrated molding, no need for thunder.

In addition, the wood used in the pavilion is the fragment of the body of a tree of immortality that has become true and enlightened, and is extremely hard.

There is also the magical magic that can be repaired by itself. In terms of quality, it may be far better than the work of the Yuzha Zhenren and the immortal palaces above the Nine Heavens. If the Demon King comes, it may not be possible to beat you with a single stick.

Of course, if it is done entirely based on his feelings, the finished product will definitely be rough.

However, Lin Jue also had his own way. When he heard that there was a "master" in the capital, who was skilled and had great skills, the palace halls were mostly made by him. In recent years, the world has been so turbulent, and no one can guarantee whether the house and courtyard of the north and the south will be burned after the army of the north and the south will break through the capital. Therefore, no one in the capital still has the intention to build a palace courtyard, so that he was idle.

Lin Jue planned to ask him to ask him to see if he was willing to make a model for himself and he would take care of him.

I'm not ashamed to ask!

Who said that mortals must be inferior to gods? Who said that immortals should not ask mortals for advice?

Lin Jue has heard many stories that ordinary people have superb skills and mastered their skills, which have attracted gods to ask for advice or experience. The most common ones are in the fields of piano music, calligraphy and painting, poetry, chess and other fields.

For example, Du Dehai, a contemporary painting master, can be called a painting immortal of the world. On the day of his masterpiece's appearance, gods and immortals come to observe it;

For example, the Guqin mastered Nan, and the Qin Legao was superb. When playing, the gods also played together. There was also the story of the gods who heard his reputation and came to play with him in their dreams. In the end, they lost a bottle of fairy pills. When they woke up, they thought it was a dream, but the fairy pills were really placed on the table.

"Where are you going to live in?"

"How about being a neighbor with your junior sister in Fengshan?"

"So good!"

The little junior sister turned her head and stared at him.

If it were many years ago, she would definitely say such words as "Why don't your senior brother live in Hongye Temple?" "Is Hongye Temple not enough for your senior brother to live in? Why do you have to go elsewhere?" But now she is much more mature than she used to be. Not to mention her senior brother, even if she really becomes true to the Tao, she may not be able to stay in Hongye Temple forever.

That true Master Xuanming had practiced in the Jiulong Temple in the Mountains before. After he became true and attained enlightenment, wouldn’t he also look for another cave?

I was already happy enough to hear that my senior brother was also practicing in Fengshan.

He even had the intention to consider the senior brother, "But the senior brother wants to accept disciples, probably more than me, and there are also guardians. Do you just live in an attic? Or is the senior brother planning to carve each one in this way?"

"Of course I can't." Lin Jue still kept holding his hands, "Prepare his own house."

"Prepare it yourself?"

"Isn't Fuqiu Temple the same thing at first? I built a little first, then slowly accepted disciples, slowly built a house and expanded the courtyard, and slowly renovated and renovated it, so that it is what it is today."

"That's true"

The fox was tired of playing with Caili and ran back.

The senior brother touched the fox's head. The fox felt itchy and kept turning his head and shook it away. The junior sister reached out to tease Caili, but was caught by Caili and chewed it.

"If I accept disciples in the future, when they learn a little bit of fur, the first thing is to go down the mountain to eliminate demons and stabilize people's livelihood. If I get paid, I will replace them with beams, woods, bricks and tiles. When I come back to build a palace and Taoist temple, it depends on their ability to build this place."

"What before I learned the skin?"

"Let Fuyao make a hole for them in the mountains. Caves, caves, what is the caves if there is no cave?"

While the two of them were talking, Xiao Ziyun also turned her head and continued to be distracted. Hearing that the master accepted the apprentice and asked the apprentice to build a house by himself, he couldn't help but scratch his head.

The junior sister also frowned, always feeling a little familiar.

At this time, I heard the senior brother add it: "I will teach them the method of stone again, and let them practice the road by themselves. If you fall to death, you will be unlucky."

The female Taoist's expression suddenly became solemn.

It is related to your future cave palaces and pavilions, and your place of practice and residence. Don’t be careless.

Lin Jue didn't know how many years he would live in Fengshan, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, maybe longer.

I heard that the emperor was refining alchemy in the mountain and only built a thatched hut. If Lin Jue was alone and wanted to refine alchemy somewhere, he could do such a thing, and he didn't even need it. However, if he wanted to build a mountain gate to recruit disciples and preach and live for a long time, this would not work.

It happened that the gods had not yet fought and did what they said.

As the sunset sinks into the sea of ​​clouds, the sky gradually fades into deep blue, and stars emerge from the sea of ​​clouds, and the sky becomes a dreamlike gradient color, illuminating the waves of the sea of ​​clouds.

The Taoist focused for a moment, squeezed out a little light from his fingertips, and threw it down into the sea of ​​clouds.

On that night, Gu Dizhao, who was "a great craftsman" in the capital, had a dream.

In the dream, clouds and mist are shrouded in the mist, and the fairy is floating, and a god comes.

The god is nothing else, but the famous Lin Zhenren in the capital in recent years. It is rumored that he became a god in June this year.

The god in the dream was sincere and direct, only telling him that he had become true and enlightened. He wanted to devote himself to practicing in the mountains and wanted to build a three-story pavilion that could be embedded in the cliffs. I heard that Gu Dizhao's craftsmanship was better than that of the craftsmen who built imperial palaces in previous dynasties and could be comparable to the gods in the sky, so I wanted to ask Gu Dizhao to help build a pavilion, which only takes two feet high.

The old attendant felt that it was magical and agreed.

The real person in the dream also said that he should be the same as the real pavilion, and he also said his own requirements: there must be a door, two open windows, what to do on the first floor and what to do on the second floor, which was explained in detail.

"If the Attendant agrees, I will pay for a pill that can nourish the body, cure diseases and relieve pain, and prolong life. In order to prevent the Attendant from waking up, I will treat it as an ordinary dream. I will first give the pill prepared for the Attendant. After taking the pill, I will regard it as agreeing to my request. If you have any trouble, please forgive me."

It was only the fifth day of Gu Taizhao's awakening.

Drowsy and hard to tell the truth of the dream.

After a while of slowing down, I gradually recalled what happened last night.

Then he woke up and lit the oil lamp and saw that there was actually a white jade porcelain bottle on the table in his dormitory.

"oops!"

I was not surprised in my dream, but I woke up instead of being surprised.

Gu Kaizhao was old and hurriedly informed his family and apprentices about the matter.

Unexpectedly, his family and apprentices thought that he was too old and dreamy, and he was confused. Even the white jade porcelain bottle was bought by him during the day.

"I have only heard of gods who make people write poems and paintings, but have you ever heard of gods who make people make people build a small building?"

"Master must have heard too many stories about Lin Zhenren this year-

"Hahaha-"

Unexpectedly, Gu Diezhao pulled out the bottle plug and felt a strange fragrance that penetrated the seven orifices, making people feel refreshed instantly, with clear ears and clear eyes, and very comfortable.

The family and the apprentice were stunned.

I wonder if the gods will come tonight, but Gu Dizhao started this morning.

The elderly craftsman seemed to have received great affirmation and became energetic that he had never even had the energy to design and build a palace for the imperial palace. Several apprentices also came to help while they were leisurely.

There has been a long time since there has been such a heated discussion in the yard. Both the master and the disciple have only one idea in their hearts - they must not let the gods down, and they must be worthy of the gods saying "It can be comparable to the gods in the sky."

The matter slowly spread.

From then on, there were more stories in this capital city because of the skills of ordinary people and gods and immortals who came to ask for advice.

At the same time, the world is becoming more and more chaotic.

In the major fortresses in Zhongzhou and Qinzhou, gods have already gone down to the world and participated in the war.

You have it, so why don't I have it?

At first, both sides were very restrained, but they became more and more intense as time went by.

From monsters to mounts, to boys, from priests to gods, and then to all kinds of great gods, fortunately, it is not as scruple as the time when the nine heavens in the ancient times were not established and completely unordered.
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