Chapter 164: Island of Loose Cultivators

After the warm reception of the Taoist priests from Yashan, Qishan seemed to be more indifferent. Even the Sisandao Inn, which was specially for Taoist disciples, charged fees, and it was not cheap at all. Taoists were used to living alone. Eight people shared eight rooms, and the room fee alone was close to one silver soul per day, which was dozens of times more than that of ordinary inns in the mortal world, but the conditions were similar.

For Qishan, allowing Taoist disciples to use the Instantaneous Platform was already the greatest privilege.

The three female Taoist priests went out for a stroll together. The bald man had woken up and could not go out with them, so he had to circle around a bronze mirror on the table out of boredom. Shen Hao and Xin Youtao stayed to persuade Mu Xingqiu.

"Yang Qingyin is crazy," Shen Hao said rudely, "you actually agreed."

"You know my character. When did she need my approval to do anything?" Mu Xingqiu shrugged. Many people, including Shen Jiyi from Yashan, overestimated his influence on Yang Qingyin.

"But——" Shen Hao and Xin Youtao looked at each other. The two people who hated each other had become allies in recent days. "Everyone said that Yang Qingyin wanted to have a mortal relationship with you."

Mu Xingqiu raised his finger, "First, that was her way to get rid of Shen Jiyi. Second, even if she really wanted to have a mortal relationship with someone one day, that person would not be able to control her."

This was Yang Qingyin's character. Mu Xingqiu was telling the truth. Shen Hao became even more anxious. "Then we just follow her and make trouble? You heard her plan. It was all her guesses from beginning to end. It was not feasible at all and would only implicate us all."

"You can choose not to participate." Mu Xingqiu said calmly.

Shen Hao swallowed it all at once and sat down angrily. But he did not make it clear that he would not participate.

Xin Youtao spoke, "I don't think it's a big deal."

Shen Hao looked up at the prince in surprise. Feeling betrayed, Xin Youtao hurriedly added: "I mean Yang Qingyin's identity is different from ours. She is the daughter of Taoism and the object of pursuit of Shen Jiyi of Yashan."

"So she can act recklessly? This is not an ordinary matter. Yashan attaches great importance to Xijianchi, and Pangshan cannot favor Yang Qingyin. Shen Hao pointed the finger at the prince.

"Haha, Shen Hao, you have been in the Discipline Department for too long."

"You are also a disciple of the Discipline Department." Shen Hao said coldly.

"The Discipline Department is not my destination. So I am not affected much." Xin Youtao took the opportunity to show the specialness of his identity, "The more Yang Qingyin acts recklessly, the better.

She is qualified to act recklessly. In this way, when the matter is exposed, no one will take it seriously, Pangshan will not. Yashan will not, and everyone will laugh and it will pass. "

Shen Hao looked confused and frowned tightly, "You mean it's okay for us to act recklessly?"

"Yes, but we must act like we are acting recklessly. Don't let people think we are serious, then everything will be fine. "

"You think so too?" Shen Hao turned to ask Mu Xingqiu.

"Almost. Don't the nine sects help each other? We can also be regarded as helping Yashan. "Mu Xingqiu actually just wanted to win some favorable conditions for Baldy when he went to Yashan to wash the mark again.

There are still cracks between the ten branches of Pangshan, and the nine major sects are not monolithic. The vigilance and respect between each other are almost the same. Mu Xingqiu has just traveled to the three sects of Hongshan, Yashan, and Qishan, and has a clear understanding of this.

One year later. He will take Baldy to Yashan again. At that time, the situation of the real illusion will be unpredictable. It may disappear for no reason, it may be quietly taken away by Zuo Liuying, and it may be restricted, making it impossible for the Taoist priests of Yashan to check it. This requires him to have other conditions that can make the other party excited.

Baldy is only a nominal disciple of Pangshan. His life and death have no meaning to Pangshan, and Yashan has no reason to do his best to treat him. After practicing for these years, Mu Xingqiu deeply understands a truth: Taoist priests are not cruel, they will even release the captured demon kings and queens; but Taoist priests are never merciful. On the road of practice, they constantly abandon lust, and finally become indifferent to more and more things. Only caring about the practice itself, even fighting against the demons is only part of the practice.

As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, Mu Xingqiu also wants to fight for a little "value of being used" outside of the real illusion. The stolen water of the sword washing pool has this value.

Although it seems that there is almost no chance of success, he still wants to give it a try.

He will not say these words to Shen Hao and Xin Youtao, not because he doubts these two people, but because he knows that they don't care about the bald man to this extent. Shen Hao has long forgotten that it was him who brought the bald man out of Yelin Town. Judging from his attitude, he seems to hope to never see this lonely head again. As for Xin Youtao, he, like most Taoists, regards the bald man as a weird pet.

The bald man circled back and forth on the table, shouting "grab the water" every once in a while. Shen Hao suddenly stretched out his arm and held down the head passing by him, preventing the bald man from speaking again. He lowered his head to think, and suddenly let go of his hand, saying in a tone of making a final decision: "Then let's make a fool of ourselves. "

Xin Youtao secretly curled his lips, not taking Shen Hao's leader-like tone seriously.

As usual, Yang Qingyin had a passion for fooling around, but no detailed plan. Most of her knowledge of Du Fangfeng came from hearsay, and then she made inferences based on that. No one could tell how accurate it was.

"This is difficult." Shen Hao still had little confidence. "I heard that Yashan sent at least 20 Taoists to monitor Du Fangfeng, and Qishan fully cooperated. There was no room for us to intervene."

"Don't get involved for now. Go meet this thief of the Sword Washing Pond. It won't be a problem."

"I want to go too." The bald man turned somersaults and jumped. "I'm small, so I can steal the water bottle if I get the chance."

"You should just stay in the gourd."

The islands in Qishan are not large in size. You can see the other from one end, but even if you stand on the edge of the island, you can't see the other island. It's not that the distance is too far. Instead, fog floats on the sea all year round, blocking the view. Even the third eye of Taoist priests cannot penetrate it.

The entire Sisan Island is prepared for Taoist disciples. There are eight courtyards in total, corresponding to the eight Taoist traditions outside Qishan. The courtyards are square and plain in appearance, but they can add rooms at any time to accommodate more guests. No problem.

The scenery on the island is very ordinary, with some unique southern plants. None of the three people could name them, but they could tell that they were ordinary plants and trees without any magic power. There are many people coming and going on the road, all of them are disciples of various major traditions. Regardless of whether they know each other or not, they will politely salute and say hello.

Xin Youtao quickly concluded the rule, "Basically, the lower the level of cultivation, the more enthusiastic. High-level Taoist priests have almost eliminated their emotions and desires, and they don't even have the idea of ​​making friends, alas."

"You are not a high-level Taoist priest, why are you sighing?" Shen Hao asked.

"I'm thinking that we can still be friends now. When I go to the imperial capital, your cultivation level will be higher and higher. We will become strangers who don't care about each other."

"Are we friends?" Shen Hao turned his head and whispered.

"I'm not talking about you." Xin Youtao also turned his head and said in a smaller voice.

Mu Xingqiu walked in the middle, only smiling bitterly, but he was not worried at all. The two people had gone from ignoring each other to quarreling with each other. According to his father, Lao Qiu, they are not far from true friends.

On the west side of the island is a pier. There are ships coming and going all the time. These ships are of different sizes and shapes. What they have in common is that there is no one at the helm and they travel back and forth on a fixed route. Like the sea fog that stretches between the islands, they show the mountains of chess. It is indeed one of the nine great traditions.

There is a wooden sign on the bow of each ship with the words "Sisan Island to XX Island" written on it. Most people are going to several markets. There are only six or seven people on the small boat going to Sier Island. And the purpose is the same.

A young Hongshan disciple smiled and said to Mu Xingqiu and others: "You are also going to see Taoist Ping Ping, right? All the people living on Sier Island are casual cultivators. I heard it is very chaotic. Taoist disciples go there just because they want to Take a look at the water thief." He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell the Yashan Taoist priests about this, they don't like to hear it."

This Hongshan disciple loved to talk, but his spiritual level was obviously not high. In less than half a quarter of an hour, he had already asked the names of everyone on the boat, and showed just the right amount of interest in the big gourd behind Mu Xingqiu.

Si Er Island is indeed a mess. It is said to be an inn, but there is no complete courtyard. Houses of various sizes stand unplanned on the side of the two streets that cross the island. It seems that they were built at will by the guests themselves. They are simple and simple. dirty.

Daoist disciples can land on Si Er Island, but casual cultivators cannot enter Si San Island. As soon as Mu Xingqiu and others landed, they saw a big man smelling of alcohol insisting on boarding their boat. His feet were bounced off and landed on the street a dozen steps away. He couldn't get up for a long time, which caused a lot of laughter.

Xin Youtao's face showed displeasure, "Are all casual cultivators like this? No wonder it has become so popular that even the Xuanfu Army doesn't like to recruit these people."

The prince's impression of rogue cultivators was too absolute, but along the way, it was difficult for Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao to have a good impression of them. Si Er Island was like an abandoned place in Qishan. There were no rules here. There are also several taverns that Taoist disciples avoid, and the people who come out are all staggering around, without the slightest bearing of practitioners.

The others were not much better, either wearing cloaks to cover themselves tightly, or hiding and hiding, as if someone was going to harm them at any time.

It is impossible to get information here, ac The casual cultivators are particularly wary of the Taoist disciples in blue robes, and they all avoid them when walking. Occasionally, drunkards come up to bother them, but they don't know what to ask and just laugh, as if they had just Do an amazing act of bravery.

It was Xin Youtao who discovered another feature of this place, "See, there are no female casual cultivators here."

The easy-going Hongshan disciple followed the three of them uninvited, and then interrupted: "The female casual cultivators are all on Shuang'er Island. Qishan does not allow male and female casual cultivators to interact with each other. They can only go to the market." Meet."

"Where does Du Fangfeng live?" Shen Hao was a little anxious. He didn't like this place and wanted to leave quickly.

"Right in front." Mu Xingqiu pointed to a hundred steps away, where four blue-robed Taoist priests were standing, "The place where the Yashan Taoist priests are located should be Du Fangfeng's residence."

Several people felt that it made sense, and were about to speed up and walk over, when a loud voice suddenly sounded in the air, low and cold, with obvious orthodox characteristics, "The siren is coming, recruit guards! The siren is coming, recruit guards." !”

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