Chapter 579 This Gua is Special
The Taoist priest laughed lazily twice, stroked his long beard and pointed to a restaurant on the side of the road:
"Since you are interested in my background, why don't you treat me to a few drinks and let us find a quiet place to talk slowly?"
Yun Qingqing and the other person hadn't had dinner yet. After exchanging glances, Yun Qingqing nodded and said:
"Okay, Taoist Priest, please."
Several people came to the restaurant and found a private room. After ordering wine and food, the Taoist priest walked to the door, took out a talisman from his arms and pasted it on the door.
Yun Qingqing looked at his movements and smiled slightly:
"The soundproofing is really cautious, Taoist Priest."
As she spoke, she filled the glasses in front of the people, picked up the glasses and said:
"It is fate that I can meet you today, Taoist priest. I offer you a toast."
She said this politely, but in fact she was staring at the Taoist's long drooping beard.
I'd like to see how he drinks with his beard hanging in front of him like a door curtain.
The Taoist priest chuckled, looked back and forth between the two of them for a moment, and said:
"There's no one else here, why don't we meet each other in our true colors?"
After saying that, he raised his hand, made a gesture, and rubbed it on his face, and his appearance changed immediately.
Originally he was a middle-aged man with black hair and long beard, who looked to be in his forties. Now the long hanging beard is gone, revealing a face with regular features, and his appearance has become younger.
"Okay, now it's your turn." The Taoist priest made a gesture of invitation.
Yun Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a half-smile:
"You just want to fool me by changing your face. Are you overconfident, or are you testing me?"
"Hey... Taoist friend, you have good eyesight!" The Taoist paused, touched the back of his head and laughed, "I don't mean anything else, I just... well, I just think this one looks more majestic.
Be stricter."
The Taoist priest didn't seem embarrassed when he was exposed. He reached into his collar and took out a jade token. He took it off his neck and put it in his arms.
At the same time that the jade token was taken off, his appearance changed again.
Yun Qingqing watched as the other person turned into a young Taoist priest with a fair face, delicate features and delicate eyes, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
When the young Taoist priest spoke again, his voice was much softer, but his casual tone remained the same as before:
"This time it is definitely my real appearance. Is that ok with you two?"
Yun Qingqing smiled calmly, raised her hand to remove the illusion, and she and Xiao Changheng returned to their original appearance.
The little Taoist's eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and muttered, "Hiss... It's no wonder that it has to be covered up when it grows like this..."
Yun Qingqing: ...
Why does this little Taoist priest's praise sound like scolding?
"I am Feng Yin, a disciple of Changliu Mountain. I am honored to meet you." The young Taoist priest raised his wine glass and said, "What are your names?"
Yun Qingqing's hand holding the cup paused slightly, then she suppressed her thoughts and said:
"My name is Yun Qingqing, and this is my husband Xiao Changheng."
As soon as she finished speaking, the young Taoist's eyes lit up and he drank the wine in the glass. He turned the glass over to gesture and put it back on the table with a bang.
"Hey! It's the Lord of Tianming Pavilion, and the Regent of Daliang!"
Feng Yin's tone was somewhat excited. He took out a small bronze mirror from his bosom and pointed the mirror towards the two of them and said:
"I said that this thing has been restless since you two showed up..." He glanced in the mirror and took a deep breath, "Hiss... The regent's great luck is unprecedented! If you practice cultivation, then you are definitely..."
He suddenly stopped talking here, stared at Xiao Changheng, his expression became a little complicated.
Xiao Changheng put down his wine glass and said without any expression:
"Master, you should be able to see that I don't have the aptitude to enter the realm of cultivation."
"Uh...that's not what I meant..." Feng Yin looked at the bronze mirror in his hand, his expression slightly confused.
Yun Qingqing knew that although Xiao Changheng didn't show it, he actually cared a lot about her inability to practice. Her heart tightened slightly, and she changed the subject:
"Master Feng Yin, you just said that you are a disciple of Changliu Mountain?"
"That's right." The young Taoist put down the bronze mirror and nodded. He then recalled what Yun Qingqing had said when she first called him. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, you asked me if 'Changliu' was my name. What did that mean?"
Yun Qingqing didn't know how to explain for a moment. After thinking for a moment, she looked at Feng Yin with a gleam in her eyes and spoke softly:
"I have an old friend named Changliu, so when I saw this name, I couldn't help but wonder if there was any connection between them."
In her spiritual pupils, there was a causal line on Feng Yin's body that was faintly visible, connecting her, and the same causal line also existed on Yuwen Ye.
Yun Qingqing’s sixth disciple in his previous life was named Changliu.
So one can imagine how she felt when she saw the words on the banner and discovered the cause and effect line on the Taoist priest.
The young Taoist priest met her deep gaze, touched the back of his head, and said with a smile:
"I didn't expect such a coincidence. The master's disciple has the same name as our mountain... If I have the chance to meet your disciple, I will definitely invite him to visit our Changliu Mountain."
Yun Qingqing took the opportunity to ask:
"I wonder where Changliu Mountain is? Why have I never heard of this sect?"
It's not that she is ignorant. She has read many classics of sects such as the Seven Star Palace and the Tianxuan Sect, and has already memorized all the large and small sects in the world.
It can be said that she will not miss any sect that is qualified to participate in the Xuanmen Conference.
Yun Qingqing was thinking that the young Taoist priest in front of him was the reincarnation of his disciple, who was quite capable. Changliu Mountain, which could train such a disciple, should not be unknown.
Feng Yin heard the first meaning of her words, curled his lips and smiled, then slowly poured himself another glass of wine:
"We have always been secluded from the world in Changliu Mountain, so few people know about it. However, this situation will soon change. At this year's Xuanmen Conference, all the Xuanmen in the world will know how powerful my Changliu disciples are!"
Yun Qingqing watched his every move, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and smiled softly.
"Huh? What are you laughing at, Pavilion Master? Do you think I'm bragging?" Feng Yin raised his eyebrows slightly.
"That's not the case." Yun Qingqing retracted her gaze and said softly, "My old friend's personality is very similar to yours."
Feng Yin was slightly stunned, and always felt that the emotions in her words made his heart feel bitter.
Another look from the side made him shiver for no reason. Feng Yin turned to Xiao Changheng, held his jaw and coughed hard, then changed the subject:
"By the way, um... Lord Regent, how about I tell you your fortune? Since you two are treating me to a meal today, I'll give you the fortune for free."
Xiao Changheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him without saying anything.
Yun Qingqing understood Xiao Changheng's thoughts, and she was also a little surprised:
"You are an expert in divination, so you should know the cost of reading for a person of great fortune."
"Of course I know," Feng Yin laughed and picked up the small bronze mirror again, "but today's divination is special!"
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