The Emei Sect was established less than a few hundred years ago.

The head of the sect is originally a Taoist, and can be regarded as a disciple of the Taoist sect.

However, in his early 100s, he lost his son.

His heart for the Tao was shaken, and he turned to study its Dharma.

Then he developed his own Taoism and founded the Emei Sect.

Although the foundation of Taoism is insufficient, how can a person who can establish a sect be an ordinary person?

Nowadays, the Emei sect has taken refuge with Yu the Great.

For Shushan, this is definitely not something to be happy about.

"Old Zhou, you know a lot about the Emei sect, why on earth would you do such a thing?"

While eating, the disciples in the prison talked about the Emei Sect.

Among the disciples of that generation, Lao Zhou was considered a rare figure.

He knows a lot of things and is senior in prison.

So everyone likes to ask him if they have something to do.

Lao Zhou, like the storyteller, slammed the table.

He said loudly: "In this world, there are as many people seeking the Tao as an ox's hair, and those who have attained the Tao are as rare as a phoenix.

If you think about it, you can establish a sect, establish a foothold in the Nine States, and make a big name for yourself.

This leader of the Emei Sect is a very special person.

The Emei Sect is a branch of Buddhism, but it is not closely related.

Among the many sects of Buddhism, some are based on the combination of the three views of Tiantai, and some are based on the theory of Prajna.

Different Hinayana and Mahayana contain various different methods of practice.

They have different styles, and their basic views and opinions are very different..."

"Old Zhou, tell me something crucial."

"That's right!"

"Seeing that Lao Zhou was about to change the subject, everyone quickly stopped him.

Lao Zhou said: "Don't be anxious, just listen to me carefully!"

The disciples in the prison didn't listen attentively. They used a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

It's not that they are really interested in the Emei sect, it's just that their lives are too boring.

Need something to kill boring time.

In their view, whether the Emei faction rebels or not will not affect their lives at all.

...........

Size A prison.

Li Ping'an knocked on the iron ring and said, "dinner is ready."

Four hot, four cold, and a pot of fine wine.

This meal cost a lot.

Li Yanluo licked his lips and smiled.

"It's a waste! It's a waste."

Li Pingan did not give it to him, but placed it beside him.

I asked him a few questions about the poison array.

Li Yanluo stared directly at the food and the pot of century-old wine.

"Ask after you finish eating, ask after you finish eating."

Li Ping'an was unmoved, "We made an agreement before, and we will eat after we finish talking."

Helpless, Li Yanluo only said: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

So the two of them asked and answered questions.

Li Ping'an took a pen and wrote down what the other party said verbatim.

Then he handed the food to the other person.

He took out a small pot of porridge and a plate of steamed buns.

A plate of pickles and a plate of soybeans.

Pour the pickles and soybeans into the porridge and eat it in a slurry manner.

While eating, I chatted with Li Yanluo.

Mainly, I asked him about his opinions on drug use.

Half an hour later.

This shady deal is over.

Li Ping'an put away the dishes and prepared to go back to his room.

Today's harvest was good, but Li Pingan was not happy.

The situation outside is getting more and more serious, and Li Pingan knows that there is nothing he can do to stop it.

He just hoped that the change would come a little later.

At least after you are fully prepared.

Lao Niu has cleaned the room and put all kinds of books on the table neatly.

The bedding on the bed was also neatly made.

The head of the family~

Runtu sat cross-legged and meditated silently.

"Peace, do you want to go drinking tomorrow night?"

Lao Zhou came to invite Li Pingan.

Tomorrow is the third day of March.

In the spring of March, everything revives.

The disciples in the prison had a rare day off, so they thought of visiting other peaks.

"I won't go. I have some things to do tomorrow."

Li Pingan refused without hesitation.

During these days, it’s better not to go out and run around.

Lao Zhou smiled and said, "I see you haven't had much rest these days, so it's better not to work too hard."

"It's okay. I've been feeling restless lately. Something big has happened."

Li Pingan implicitly reminded Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou didn't pay much attention, "We're not leaving Shushan. We'll just wander around the other peaks of Shushan."

"Forget it."

Seeing that Li Ping'an rejected the offer simply and neatly, Lao Zhou didn't force it.

I laughed secretly at the other person for being too cautious.

The next day, the sun sets in the west.

At the end of Shen Shi.

"Ping An, you really don't want to go?"

"Go wander around other peaks and see the beautiful junior sisters." Someone laughed.

Li Ping'an was mopping the floor and said without looking back, "Go ahead and have fun."

Youshi, the beginning.

Shushan is two hundred miles away.

There are two figures running very fast.

But in a moment, he appeared outside the peak-protecting formation.

Both of them were in their forties, and one of them was dressed luxuriously.

The other man is thin and barefoot, holding a whisk in his hand.

As soon as the two of them appeared, the aura on their bodies was released uncontrollably.
To be continued...