Chapter 923 Chinchilla Bai Yutang?

Chapter 923 Chinchilla Bai Yutang?

There is still a big gap between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts in the early stage.

Zishan Zhenren thought that he could not go head-to-head with that official master because that person held an important position and had the aura of dragon and tiger and the fire of mortal world. He could be said to be a natural killer for those who practice Taoism.

But the white-clothed thief in front of him was different.

When Master Zishan attacks him, his magical powers and spells are not weakened at all. In addition, this place is where his cave is, and the right time, place and people are there, so he can easily crush him.

Of course, just because Master Zishan can crush him doesn't mean that the white-clothed thief is too weak.

On the contrary, in addition to being the best in Qinggong, this guy is also absolutely top-notch in martial arts.

Master Zishan used the technique of shrinking the ground to move in front of him instantly, and connected with the formation hidden in the Taoist temple, adding the power of the mountain, which made the master of Qinggong unable to react at all.

When he came to the broken stone table, Master Zishan waved his sleeves, and the broken stones immediately melted together and condensed into the shape of the stone table again.

Master Zishan turned his head and Shi Shiran sat down. He raised his hand to take out a new teapot from his sleeve and glanced at the man in white outside the courtyard wall who was being helped up by Xu Xian in a hurry.

The man in white had a dent in his chest and blood on his mouth, but he was not dead.

With Xu Xian's help, he sat up cross-legged, circulated his true energy, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After a long time, the man in white opened his eyes and looked into the courtyard with a complicated expression.

"Thank you, Taoist Master, for showing mercy!"

The man in white stood up and held his hands, looking at Master Zishan with a hint of awe in his eyes.

Master Zishan glanced at him and said calmly: "Since you are not dead, let's leave!"

"The pure land of Ziyang Temple cannot tolerate a bandit like you who smells like blood..."

Xu Xian was startled when he heard this, and immediately looked strange. He thought to himself, wasn't this bloody smell caused by Master?

The man in white was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that the smell of blood mentioned by Master Zishan was not his blood.

"The Taoist Master is really sharp!"

The man in white gave a wry smile, cupped his hands and said, "So that the Taoist Priest will know that after the four members of the Liu family left, the evil moneylenders were furious. Not only did they sue the Liu family to the government and demand that they be hunted down, but they also hired some murderous swordsmen in private. Wanting to pay for murder."

"When I caught a glimpse of this incident, I became very angry, so I came to try to dissuade you, and I had some disputes with the local gang..."

Hearing this, Xu Xian realized that Brother Bai had already been stained with blood before the master took action.

He said angrily: "It's just two taels of money, but those people are forcing each other so hard. Are they trying to force Uncle Liu's family to death?"

The man in white shook his head and sighed: "Brother Xu, you are still young and don't know the dangers of the world. Uncle Liu's family is not the only kind-hearted people in Qiantang County who have been exploited by them."

"What they did has nothing to do with money or debt. It is nothing more than killing the chicken to scare the monkeys and making other victims stop trying to escape!"

Master Zishan put down the teapot, glanced at him and said, "Since you know everything, why do you still give enough money to the Liu family?"

The man in white looked serious and was about to explain when Xu Xian next to him said first: "Master, Brother Bai has also thought about it. He has been eating at Uncle Liu's soup cake stall these days. As long as Uncle Liu is in front of Bai If you pay off the debt in front of me, Brother Bai will have a reason to help and help Uncle Liu solve this problem once and for all.”

But what they didn't expect was that Uncle Liu would become greedy and escape overnight with Yin Liang and Jia Xiao.

The man in white sighed: "Although this ending is somewhat unexpected, in the final analysis, I am the initiator of it. Even if he betrays me, I can't betray him. I must help him finish well..."

As soon as he said this, Master Zishan finally looked squarely at this handsome young man in white.

He suddenly asked: "What's your name?"

The man in white was slightly startled, then he quickly raised his hands and said, "My surname is Bai, and my name is Yutang. I am from Jinhua."

Bai...Bai Yutang? !

Master Zishan's expression froze, and then he frowned and stared at Bai Yutang's face.

Bai Yutang was horrified by what he saw, and he immediately asked cautiously: "Taoist Master, is there something wrong?"

Master Zishan came back to his senses, frowned tightly, and asked: "Jinmao Shu, Bai Yutang?"

Bai Yutang showed a smile on his face and said modestly: "I thought that a reclusive master like Taoist Master would not care about worldly affairs, but I didn't expect that Taoist Master has heard of my name!"

"That's right, I'm the Golden Mouse Bai Yutang!"

Looking at Bai Yutang's flattered expression, Master Zishan twitched the corner of his mouth, recalling what happened that night, and couldn't help but ask: "Who was the government master who was chasing you that night?"

Bai Yutang was slightly startled, and then his face showed surprise.

This Taoist priest even knows his own name, but can't he recognize the 'Royal Cat'?

After thinking for a moment, Bai Yutang answered honestly: "Of course it's Nan Xia Zhan Zhao who is under Bao Gong's seat!"

"..."

Master Zishan raised his right hand and rubbed his forehead.

So that’s it, has Song Renzong already arrived in the mortal world?

Before, he traveled to three mountains and five mountains and only took away the secret books of martial arts. He didn't ask much about the current situation of the court and martial arts.

He only knew that the dynasty of his disciple Xu Xian should be the Song Dynasty, but he did not expect that Xu Xian was from the same era as Bao Zheng, Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and others.

Is this the original plot, or is it the result of a mixed world?

Master Zishan frowned and thought for a while. During this period, Xu Xian and Bai Yutang stood outside the gap in the courtyard wall and did not enter the Taoist temple.

After coming back to his senses, Master Zishan noticed this, his expression softened slightly, and he also slightly changed his view of Bai Yutang, the golden-haired mouse.

At this moment, a little fox jumped out from the side, jumped onto Master Zishan's lap, and then coiled its tail as if no one else was watching.

Master Zishan glanced down, raised his hand to touch the smooth fur of the little fox, and said lightly: "Come in!"

Xu Xian's eyes lit up and he quickly turned to look at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang twitched his lips with some difficulty, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master."

After saying that, he held his chest and walked into the Taoist temple with Xu Xian's support.

Master Zishan stroked the little fox and glanced at Xu Xiandao: "Don't look at the tea yet."

Xu Xian had a smile on his face and poured tea for the two of them diligently.

Bai Yutang was flattered and quickly stood up to thank him, but this move caused another injury on his chest.

Seeing this scene, Master Zishan twitched the corner of his mouth and took out a finger-length ginseng root from his arms with some pain.

After thinking about it, he used his fingers together like a sword, and with a single stroke, he cut off one-fifth of the finger-long ginseng root and soaked it in the water.

In an instant, a pure spiritual energy spread out, but then it was sealed in the teapot by the fallen tea lid.

Xu Xian chuckled and said in a low voice: "This is the thousand-year-old ginseng root that my master has treasured. I won't take it out to entertain guests anytime soon. Brother Bai, if you can drink this thousand-year ginseng tea, it means you didn't receive this slap in vain!"

"Don't say it again, it's really embarrassing to me..."

Bai Yutang twitched the corner of his mouth, with a look of shame on his face.

When Bai Yutang took the teapot from Xu Xian, Master Zishan finally said: "Donor Bai, my little apprentice is very fond of the world now. If you have time, you might as well tell him anecdotes about the world."

Xu Xian's face turned red when he heard this, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

A smile appeared on Bai Yutang's face, and he immediately said: "I have my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

After speaking, Bai Yutang took a sip of tea and began to tell Xu Xian and Zishan Master about the current world.

Xu Xian stood nearby, holding a teapot, listening to it with fascination and ecstasy.

Master Zishan stroked the little fox, listened to Bai Yutang's story, and finally determined the current timeline, which was exactly the third year of Jiayou, when Bao Zheng served as the supervisory censor.

However, there is a slight gap between the Song Dynasty in this world and official history.

It not only mixes many romances and unofficial histories, but also includes myths and legends such as Xu Xian and the White Snake.

Many stories that were originally undetermined in the era are integrated together, and it can be regarded as a wonderful era with many heroes.

Master Zishan asked around seemingly casually, and sure enough he heard some familiar names from Bai Yutang's mouth.

For example, Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple, according to Bai Yutang, is an unparalleled genius in Buddhism. In his youth, he traveled all over the world and defeated many famous people in the world.

Now he is living in seclusion in Jinshan Temple and has not been seen for a long time. His cultivation should be more advanced.

When he came to Lin'an Mansion this time, Bai Yutang had also been to Jinshan Temple and met Fa Hai.

But at this time, Fahai had lost interest in the world. Not only did he not take action against Bai Yutang, he even ignored his offensive behavior of sneaking into the temple without permission and climbing to the top of the pagoda.

Seeing this situation, Bai Yutang was too embarrassed to do anything more extreme, so he could only jump off the pagoda, chat with Fahai for a few words about Buddhism, and then left Jinshan Temple in despair.

Hearing Bai Yutang's words, Master Zishan glanced at him, knowing that Fa Hai was no longer interested in humans.

He has passed through the world of human beings, started to contact higher levels, and changed into the world of immortals, gods, demons and demons.

Bai Yutang said solemnly: "Although we haven't fought, Bai can sense an indescribable sense of oppression from him."

Having said this, he glanced at Master Zishan across from him and said hesitantly: "Bai thinks that Zen Master Fa Hai is probably a reclusive master who is no worse than a Taoist priest!"

"Really?"

Xu Xian had a look of amazement on his face. In his heart, a master who could ascend to heaven and earth was a first-class figure in the world.

Master Zishan twitched the corner of his mouth and shifted his gaze unnaturally, looking at the little fox in his arms.

Just kidding, joking...

Now, he really can't touch Fahai. At least he has to complete a few more tasks, push his cultivation level to more than 800 years, and then modify a magical skill rewarded by the system, so that he can truly defeat Fahai.

Thinking of this, Master Zishan couldn't help but look at Xu Xian, wondering if he had been too indulgent to his apprentice before.

No, you have to practice more!

After hesitating for a moment, Master Zishan's eyes hardened and he decided that starting tomorrow, Xu Xian would resign from his job as an apprentice at Baozhitang and officially come to his Ziyang Temple to become a lay disciple.

Xu Xian's body trembled, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart for no apparent reason.