This Person is Too Serious Chapter 195

It's over, it's over.

Wu Wang lay on the wooden board with his hands folded on his chest, his expression very peaceful.

What is false is false, and this great famine is false, non-existent, and full of fallacies!

Those monastic theories that I have mastered actually originated from an old guy who got stuck in the path of cultivation at the first stage of climbing in the fairyland!

Isn't this a lie?

Isn't this a scam?

Suqing bought the "Aoki Leifa·Sanxian Taoist Notes" at the Beiye Market, and he regarded it as a heavenly book;

It was his work of cultivation and enlightenment, and even when he used the Qingmu Thunder Method later, he would call Sanxian Taoist.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang felt uncomfortable and moved around on the board.

Later, he collected a complete set of Sanxian Taoist works in Human Domain, from elementary formations to new learning of pill medicine, from elementary refining to the cultivation and planting of spiritual grass.

Wu Wang finally understood why there was no introduction to the life of Taoist Sanxian in all the books.

He always felt that this was a deceased old god!

No, it's a great old artist!

But today, when the Taoist Sanxian sits on a wooden board not far from him...

What is this old way of doing?

Wu Wang turned his head and frowned, seeing the old Tao floating on the wooden board next door, humming a little tune, writing and drawing on his bundle of books with a pen dipped in sea water.

The old Tao raised his head and glanced at Wu Wang, then smiled:

"Don't worry, Young Xia, Pin Dao will help you sign one by one. Young Xia is really interested in collecting such comprehensive works of Pin Dao.

It's been a long time since I didn't write a pen. I'm so rusty. "

Wu Wang:...

Lin Suqing, who was sitting cross-legged on the other end of the plank, shrugged and almost laughed.

Wu opened his mouth in vain, and his guts almost came out of his throat.

The education he had received in his previous life told him that he couldn't fight against this dying old man who was exuding a little old age because of such things.

But not cursing, it is the last gentleness of the young master.

Raising his hand a little, a ray of fairy light wrapped the wooden board and dragged him and Lin Suqing to the north.

"Hey! Young man! You haven't got the autographed scriptures of the poor Dao!"

With a cry, these three old masters fumbled for a 'bamboo dragonfly' in their sleeves, and gently tossed it up, and the object was directly attached to the back of the wooden board.

In the next instant, the bamboo dragonfly stirred up the three-foot-high splash, and the wooden board was chasing northward by riding the wind and waves.

The old road mouth made strange screams of 'whoop', the long gray hair swayed in the wind, and the thin old face was full of divine light.

After a while, Wu Wang was actually chased by this old way...

"Young man! You haven't got the book yet!"

"No more!"

"Hahahaha! Why should the young man be so rude!"

Wu Wang sat up, staring at this old way, and suddenly his gaze fell on the bamboo dragonfly behind the wooden plank.

propeller?

Wu Wang was slightly startled in his heart, and he secretly looked at this old way.

If this thing came from him, an old blue star wanderer, then naturally there is nothing to say, old gangster.

But this thing actually came from the hands of an old oily man...

has a problem?

Wu Wang frowned, making the celestial light around the wooden board dimmed;

At this moment, he is just a spiritual cultivator in the Yuanxian realm, deliberately staining his body with muddy breath to show his ordinaryness.

Soon, the two wooden boards stopped slowly, and a black line on the horizon could be seen with the naked eye.

Wu Wang stared at this old-fashioned movement, watching the other party raise his hand, and the 'bamboo dragonfly' flew from behind the plank and fell into the old-style hand.

Taoist Sanxian squinted and smiled, and said warmly: "Shao Xia, your book."

"Dao Master, baby, can you let me have a look?"

"Naturally," Taoist Sanxian turned the bamboo dragonfly into the size of a palm, placed it on top of the [Signed Scriptures], wrapped it with force, and pushed it to Wu Wang.

Wu Wang calmly put away the books, and then he picked up the magic weapon, looked at it carefully for a while, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

This thing just resembles a "bamboo dragonfly" with a copper skin on the outside, but inside it is a series of rice-grain-sized machinery.

Lin Suqing leaned forward curiously, and looked carefully, but he couldn't see anything famous.

The old Dao Fu must chuckled softly and said warmly: "If you like it, take it. The poor Dao has little life. It's rare to run into a little friend like you who is so obsessed with the poor Dao writings.

It's enough to have a confidant in life, but what does the poor do? "

Wu Wang said calmly: "Senior, how did you make this thing?"

"Oh ha ha ha."

The Taoist Sanxian chuckles his beard, his eyes full of smiles, "Poor Dao's name Sanxian refers to the pioneering innovations of the three ways of book, refining, and formation."

Wu Wang pinched the "Bamboo Dragonfly" with his fingers, and said calmly: "That should be the Three New Taoists."

"Hey, the new sound has the same salary, and the human domain has been passed down from generation to generation. The three emperors are also called the guardians of the fire, and the poor roads claim to be Sanxin. Isn't that insulting the sages?"

The Taoist Sanxian smiled and said, "That's why I have the name of the poor Taoist today, Sanxian."

"Senior can you tell me how this thing was made?"

"Are you asking about the refining method inside, or about generating forward thrust through the rotation of the iron sheet?"

Wu Wang said: "Where does the latter come from?"

Taoist Sanxian made a gesture to signal Wu Wang Shaoan not to be impatient.

He fumbled for a while in his wide sleeves, and took out a paper pinwheel for mortal children to play.

Afterwards, this person said in a gentle and inviting tone:

"Come, let's look here. This is a windmill commonly seen in temple fairs. I breathe a sigh of breath at it like this, and whistle—

You see, is it amazing, it turned. "

The back of Wu Wang's hand bounced with blue veins, and the corner of his mouth tried to maintain a graceful smile.

Lao Dao began to talk endlessly, telling Wu Wang how to turn the windmill and how to sway, and then to think in reverse.

"Pan Dao thought, if this windmill turns on its own, can it produce forward and backward wind?"

While speaking, Lao Dao took out a paper book without a cover from his sleeve and handed it to Wu Wang.

Wu Wang opened his eyes and saw that Taoist Sanxian was thinking.

From an ordinary paper windmill that was originally painted with charms and prayers, to the study of the sails of the human domain merchant ship, there is even a sketch of this old-fashioned new-style propeller ship.

The more Wu Wang looked at it, the more he felt this old way...

Reincarnation casts the wrong world and era.

Lin Suqing asked next to him: "Senior, this thing looks quite magical, why didn't you see such a treasure in Human Realm?"

"Actually, I made dozens of them," Taoist Sanxian said with a gloomy face and smiled, "but they were only distributed to some friends. They were also sent to the Tiangong Pavilion before, but they were turned away."

Lin Suqing asked, "Is it because your cultivation base is not high, senior?"

"This has nothing to do with the cultivation base," Taoist Sanxian sighed, "in fact, it has something to do with the cultivation base."

Lin Suqing was a little puzzled.

Wu Wang closed the book and said sternly:

"The Daoist said that it has nothing to do with the cultivation base, which means that the human domain Tiangong Pavilion does not look at the level of the cultivator's cultivation level, but instead looks at the other party's understanding of the way of refining tools.

But the Dao Master also said that it has something to do with the cultivation base, because the cultivation base limits the vision of the Dao Chang.

The Taoist thinks this thing is a breakthrough treasure, but ignores the high-level immortals' own speed of escape, and the high-level magic weapons they can refine.

In other words, although the Taoist treasure is well-conceived, it is of little use to the monks above the Yuan fairyland. "

Taoist Sanxian gave Wu Wang a thumbs up and admired: "The young man is really insightful, and he can see the ills of this thing at a glance."

Lin Suqing's small face also showed a slight sense of abjection.

Taoist Sanxian sighed softly, sat on the wooden board and looked at the land to the north, and said slowly:

"Pan Dao has been busy for half his life, making a lot of novel things, but none of them are of great use.

Don't mention it, don't mention it.

Young man, where are you two going? "

Wu Wang glanced at Lin Suqing, who immediately said, "We originally wanted to go around the ends of the world and then look at the Southeastern Region to see if there is a way to earn spiritual stones.

Our sect is not big, and Shishu and I can only run around for the sect's expenses. "

Lao Dao was quite emotional, and said with a smile: "Supplying the sect is really difficult, do you have a way out?"

Su Qing shook her head and looked at Wu Wang and said, "We can only take one step and see one step."

"So that's it," the old Dao Fuxu chuckles, "Pan Dao has been going around between the human domain and the southeast area for the past two thousand years, and there are some contacts in the southeast area."

Wu Wang immediately said, "You don't have to bother with seniors."

"What's the trouble with this?" Lao Dao's eyes were full of warmth, staring at Wu Wang, "After studying so many works of Pang Dao, you and I can be considered a confidant."

Wu Wang's forehead bounced with cross-breasted tendons, gritted his teeth and said:

"Speaking of this, can Dao Master explain... How can Dao Master guarantee that your books can help people cultivate and become immortals?"

Taoist Sanxian spread his hands together: "I can't guarantee it, which one is written by Poor Dao? These are the fairy methods that can be cultivated into immortals?"

Wu cursed: "Then you dare to write scriptures for others to see!?"

"The truth is all these truths."

Taoist Sanxian smiled and said:

"You see, there is a **** who knows 100 points, but he doesn't teach others, he can only express one point.

Although Pang Dao only understands ten truths, he can tell others about nine points. How can he not compile scriptures and convey his insights? "

Lin Suqing also said, "But these are not necessarily correct?"

"Why is it right and wrong?"

Taoist Sanxian smiled and said: "The Taoist concept of Taoism is too narrow!"

Wu Wang's forehead was covered with black lines, but his voice suddenly calmed down, saying:

"I remember reading the records, the first emperor Fuxi set down the realm of cultivating Taoism, and all the transcendents started sects one after another.

Dao Master, you didn't even understand it yourself. Ascending to the fairyland seems to be urged with a pill, how dare to..."

Taoist Sanxian smiled calmly and said earnestly and honestly: "That's why the poor Tao didn't let the vendors who publish the book write the poor Taoist realm in it.

The matter of earning Lingshi is not shabby. "

"This is fraud!"

Wu Wang took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm.

His education does not allow...

Unexpectedly, Taoist Sanxian said proudly: "It is true that there is no way out of the poor road refiner, but these scriptures are constantly circulating. Although there is not much repercussion in the human domain, it is also outside the human domain. Very famous."

bass!

Wu Wang stood up straight, his figure floating above the sea.

Taoist Sanxian was shocked, clutching his collar and shouted, "What do you want to do, young man?"

"Replacement, person, action, way!"

Wu Wang spit out these four characters between his teeth, raised his hand to point out a celestial light to envelop Taoist Sanxian, and jumped directly on him.

A scream echoed between heaven and earth.

Lin Suqing covered his face with his hands, and couldn't bear to look directly at the miserable state of the old manner, so he could hear:

"Young Xia calm down! It is no good for Young Xia to kill Pindao!"

"Pan Dao just writes what he knows and learns into a book! I haven't deceived anyone in the slightest... Little! Smelly boy! You have the ability to be cruel, and you are a hero if you only hurt you! "

"Still! Ouch! The old way fights with you!"

"Little Xia is spared my life, wrong, wrong, those books were all made by me two thousand years ago, at that time greed was intoxicated!"

After a while.

Wu Wang and Lin Suqing sat on the wooden board one after the other, surrounded by a little fairy light, floating towards the shore.

Not far behind them, the old Dao, who was tied to a wooden board, was full of swollen heads, his whole body trembling constantly, and he was drifting with the flow.

"Uncle Master," Lin Su said with a light smile, "Don't be angry."

"Why am I angry?"

Wu Wang raised his arms and gritted his teeth and cursed:

"This old way is really harmful!

Now I have to feel it again and correct the mistakes and omissions I knew before! "

Lin Su lightly covered his mouth and chuckled, and then asked, "Uncle Master, have you checked it? Is that person hiding his cultivation?"

"I have checked," Wu Wang said, "He is indeed in the realm of ascending to the immortal realm. Such a long time stuck in a realm, the sense of disharmony produced by him can't be disguised."

Lin Suqing nodded lightly and said, "That really deserves a lesson or two."

"It's just to make him suffer some skin and flesh."

Wu Wang looked in all directions and said, "It seems that we can only go ashore here and find the way to Cloud City."

"Three hundred miles northeast from here, a big city where people gather."

"Avoid there," Wu Wang thought carefully, "find a path where there are villages and towns, there are more primitive clans, and some not too strong groups of beasts haunt."

Lin Su nodded slightly, and immediately took out a map and examined it closely. She had already marked many words on it.

After watching for a while, she suddenly thought of something, raised her head to look at Wu Wang, and whispered:

"Senior nephew obeyed."

Wu Wang's mood changed from cloudy to sunny, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he continued to look into the distance.

Destroy the Sect, the Sovereign Dongfu.

Several figures flew into the Miezong's great formation, and a little clean energy merged under the great formation, and the Elder Miezong immediately greeted them.

It was a few immortals of Xuannvzong who came, headed by the female fairy wearing a hat and a Daiqing dress, and after meeting the elder Miezong, she went straight to the lord's bedroom.

Not half of the guards dared to stop him, even the great elder just glanced at it thoughtfully, and finally decided not to ask.

Without him, it was not others who came here, but the quasi-sect master's wife, the saint of Xuannvzong Tianyan, Ling Xiaolan in their eyes.

Fairy Ling floated across the arch bridge in front of the door, and the two jade feet wrapped in the boots exuded a bit of fairy light, and the toes pointed downward, raising his hand to take off the hat.

"Brother Wuwang, can I enter?"

A chuckle soon came from the cave: "The fairy is inside."

The door of the cave opened slowly, Ling Xiaolan tapped her toes, and her figure drifted into it.

'Wu Wang' turned out from the inner hole, with a little smile, took the initiative to usher forward.

Mu Daxian ran out of the inner hole on the other side with the ear-mouse and the small lamp. He shouted "Wow" in his mouth as he did in the previous rehearsal, and frolicked with the small lamp.

——This is to distract the visitors.

"Brother Wuwang," Ling Xiaolan said softly, "Don't worry too much. I just heard about the arrest of Brother Lin, but I don't know that you were actually...

I should be by your side, so what can I do for you. "

'Wu Wang' eyes were full of tenderness, and he said softly: "Fairy, oh, I won't mention this for now, I'm depressed."

Ling Xiaolan stared at'Wu Wang' with a little concern in her eyes.

Suddenly, she wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, and she had a short sword in her hand.

"Brother Wuwang, do you remember when, where, and where did you and me first meet?"

"Wu Wang" said: "I am in Kitano."

"Where is Kitano?"

"Clan, where else can it be."

Cang!

The short sword in Ling Xiaolan's hand was unsheathed, and the waves on the sword body were rippling, and strands of ice and cold were permeated.

"Wrong answer."

'Wu Wang' couldn't help but raised his hand to support his forehead, and a little gray gas filled his body, transforming into Miao Cuijiao's figure, and the original robes of self-cultivation suddenly bulged.

She only appeared for a while, and immediately resumed Wu Wang's disguise.

Ling Xiaolan had put away the short sword in her hand, thought a little, and asked in a low voice, "When did he go?"

"The fairy is so smart," Miao Cuijiao smiled, "It's been more than half a month."

"This is too risky."

"Don't worry, Sovereign... Well, I have a complete plan, but this matter must be kept secret, and at the same time, both overtly and secretly."

Ling Xiaolan nodded and said slowly: "Since this is the case, I will also live here to help you be a cover."

Miao Cuijiao smiled and said, "The fairy didn't want to find him?"

Ling Xiaolan said:

"He has a plan, if I act rashly, wouldn't it be troublesome for him?

Although the elders played well, they always lacked the essence of Brother Wuwang.

I will help you by the side. With the name of my saint woman that day, I should be able to attract the attention of others and actively reveal our whereabouts to the heavenly palace.

Here, I can help him better. "

Miao Cuijiao:...

Won, this fairy definitely won.

With her calmness at this time, the Sect Master can never escape her fairy claws!

Ling Xiaolan added another sentence: "At this time, the elder shows his face, and I also need to keep an eye on the elder's words and deeds. Don't mess with him."

"Wu Wang" gave a thumbs up and raised his hand to please.

"Fairy talks here, I have shortcomings, please point out in detail."

Ling Xiaolan bowed and bowed, and floated to the side desk.

But half a day, the news that Saint Tianyan returned to the side of Little Golden Dragon spread for a while in the human realm, satisfying the enthusiasm of many people who eat melons.

Again, three days later.

'Wu Wang' and Ling Xiaolan set off for the General Pavilion of Renhuang Pavilion, and it is said that they had a quarrel with the Master Liu.

Although the treasure refining conference is in full swing, the most discussed news in Fuyu City at this moment is still about the little golden dragon and the goddess of heaven.

Gossip, the big way.

At the same time, in the southeast region of the Great Wilderness, a village in the rolling mountains in the south.

At sunset, a bonfire, a group of laughing people are dancing around the bonfire.

They have a pair of rabbit ears, men's rabbit ears are larger and drooping downwards, while women's rabbit ears are smaller and standing upright.

And the men and women here are quite tall, each of their thighs looks like...

Very exciting.

Wu Wang and Lin Suqing put on their family's long gowns and jumped around the bonfire. Wu Wang's hearty laughter continued to float everywhere.

These foreign races are also quite arrogant. Wu Wang was quickly surrounded by a group of men, and Lin Suqing was also surrounded by a group of women.

They kept shouting "Oh" and "Oh", and finally pushed the two together, letting their bodies collide.

Wu Wang refused to accept it, and quickly dodged.

Lin Su chuckled, blinking at Wu Wang, his cheeks flushed.

Someone yelled again, as if there was a new 'play'.

Wu Wang was dragged away by the men and told him to close his eyes not to look at it; the women took out their hijabs to cover themselves, but Lin Suqing was dragged to hide in a bamboo house not far away~www.mtlnovel.com~ Several rabbit girls looked out together.

Just listen to a powerful voice:

"Guests from far away! Can you find the person who is most destined to you? Look back."

Wu Wang was a little puzzled in his heart, why is this voice a bit familiar?

He turned around, saw a row of women, and quickly determined that there was no Lin Suqing in this place.

But the two of them came here not to travel and experience the exotic customs.

One is to collect inquiries, and the other is to see if you can find a reasonable excuse to enter Cloud City and add a layer of cover for yourself.

The surrounding Rabbit tribe members looked at him expectantly, and Wu Wang whispered to Lin Su, "I found you."

Lin Su blinked lightly, and then watched Wu Wang walk towards the row of women.

Wu Wangchuan said: "I am teasing them."

Lin Suqing:...

Sure enough, I want more maids!

Suddenly, Wu Wang saw a woman's gown trembling slightly, and smiled: "Nephew, are you here?"

The woman sneered, but what came out was a twitchy male voice...

"Look, we are destined, right?"

Wu Wang's forehead was covered with black lines.

The woman lifted her hijab and turned her body on the spot. Accompanied by a soft noise, she turned into a veteran in a blue robe and winked at Wu Wang.

"Young man, do you think this is a coincidence!"

Wu Wangdao had a heart attack.

After that, he realized something was wrong.

This Taoist Sanxian, following them in secret?

Could it be that some hidden expert, who has taken a look for himself?

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