That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 770

At the same time that His Majesty the Emperor arrived in Jiangdu, Zhenren Zhangjiao also left Xuandu by dragon, accompanied by three peak masters and four hall masters.

It's just because the Daoist Workshop in Jiangdu City has been occupied by Jianzong, the Master Teacher will not go to Jiangdu, but the Taoist disciples will build a reed [-] miles outside Jiangdu City, and use it as a place for the Master Teacher to stay. land.This reed is as high as two floors, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. The golden light makes people forget the commonplace when they see it. The surrounding clouds are self-generated, as if the reeds are tightly locked, making people unable to see the reeds clearly. The scene inside, from a distance, looks like the place where the immortals in the sky landed when they came to the world in myths and legends, and it is not inferior to the Jiangdu Palace of His Majesty the Emperor.

The most famous monk in the world has always been the Daoist Master of Taoism. He became famous when he was young, he was the best among his peers when he was young, and he was the well-deserved No.1 in the world when he was old. , and His Majesty the Emperor of Daqi are called "two saints".

He had been sitting in Xuandu for many years. The last time he went down the mountain was because of the lord of the Sword Sect, Sun Zhongmou. However, only a few people such as the Nine Earth Immortals, Murong Xuanyin, and Xu Beiyou were able to see him when he went down the mountain. But this time it was different. He appeared in the Jiangdu will be seen by countless people with their own eyes.

The Master Teacher has not arrived for a long time, and Chen Ye, Du Haichan, Bai Yunzi and others can only wait here.

It rained suddenly.

The raindrops fell on the reeds, as if washing away the dust, making the reeds brighter.

Standing in front of the reed canopy, all the great masters are standing in front of the reeds, and the rain in the sky can't touch your body at all. The leading master Chen Ye seems a little annoyed by the rain that is constantly being cut and messed up. He simply raised his hand and waved it lightly. When there are more than ten feet, they all dissipate. Chen Ye's move is not to show how extraordinary his cultivation is, but just because he is restless.

There was no rain at the Lupeng side, and the East Lake courtyard, which was only tens of miles away, was still drizzled. The entire courtyard was shrouded in white mist, and the raindrops hit the black tiles on the roof. There was a crisp sound, and the sound was almost connected together, and the falling raindrops converged into a trickle, rushing down, and hung a series of clear water lines under the eaves.

Under the eaves is a clear floor that can reflect people's shadows. Zhang Xueyao knelt on the floor, holding a cup of tea in both hands, and asked the young Taoist sitting cross-legged next to him, "What are you doing here?"

The young Taoist looked at Yumu and said calmly, "Come and see an old friend."

Zhang Xueyao snorted coldly, "I don't think an enemy who kills a husband can be a friend. The reason why I didn't draw my sword to you is because I knew I couldn't beat you, and because you saved my life back then, but I have already served tea now." Seeing off guests, why don't you leave?"

The young Taoist withdrew his gaze and looked at the supposedly familiar but unfamiliar face beside him. He didn't care about the woman's words, and said softly, "Murong has changed a lot over the years, but you haven't changed much."

The smile on Zhang Xueyao's face became colder, "Why, she has changed from a white lotus back then to a rich peony today?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "This metaphor is a bit interesting, but it's not so interesting."

He didn't turn his head to look at the woman's face, and said to himself: "I have no other purpose in coming this time, one is because I'm on the way, and the other is that I don't have much time in this world. Old man, even if I want to see him, I won’t be able to see him again.”

"It's just right when I can't see you. Hurry up and go to the sky, so as not to be an eyesore on the ground." Zhang Xueyao said coldly, "No one here wants to see you."

The young Taoist sighed softly: "Well, I'm really an unpleasant guy."

Zhang Xueyao said flatly: "You were like this when you were young, you were self-righteous, and it was Murong Xuan who regarded you as a treasure."

The young Taoist was still not angry at all, he smiled and said: "It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

Zhang Xueyao sneered: "Does the real head teacher of the dignified Taoist sect also get old and forget things?"

The young Taoist put his hands on his knees, looked down at the back of his hand that was as crystal as jade, and said calmly, "People don't grow old, but their hearts do. We're all getting old. I've become the master of the Taoist sect, and you've become the sword master." As the acting suzerain of the sect, the grievances and grievances of the past may come to an end, or it may become a dead debt, it depends on whether the kid surnamed Xu has this ability."

Zhang Xueyao looked at Yumu and said softly, "Just wait."

The young Taoist laughed it off and said, "Zhang Xueyao, have you ever thought that the reason why you and Xu Beiyou can secure a foothold in Jiangdu and even occupy the Daoshu workshop of the Jiangnan Taoist sect in today's Jianzong is all thanks to Gongsun Zhongmou's work." His death was due to the guilt of having to kill him, if he hadn't died, I would never have allowed Jianzong to act recklessly like this."

Zhang Xueyao sneered and said, "In that case, I still want to thank you for your mercy."

The young Taoist said softly: "People from the Town Demon Palace dared to attack Jianzong without authorization, so I let them stay in the Punishment Division for half a year."

Zhang Xueyao had no expression on her face, "As expected of being the number one Taoist head teacher in the world, there is nothing I can't do."

Qiu Ye chuckled and said, "You think too highly of me. If there is nothing I can't do, why should I meet the younger generation of the Xiao family in Jiangdu? How about letting him go to Xuandu to meet me?"

Zhang Xueyao sneered and said, "Did you dare to say that when Xiao Yu was alive? Competing with a junior is really a face."

Qiu Ye reached out to catch some raindrops, turned her head and said: "Whether it's Xiao Xuan or Xu Beiyou, they are my juniors, but when I was young, I still wanted to be an enemy of this elder, Qingchen. I was trapped in a near-mortal situation. At that time, no one stood up and said a fair word for me. It was said that every family had scriptures that were difficult to recite. I was like this, Xiao Yu was like this, and Gongsun Zhongmou was like this. Jianzong was overthrown. At that time, Martial Uncle Tianchen was in charge of the Daoist sect, and many uncles of the Chen generation were also alive, but Jianzong had only him as a junior, so what if he ran around the world alone? So this kind of thing Ah, I have never said that the big bullies the small, but to use an inappropriate analogy, that is, a daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for many years, and she was bullied before, but now she bullies others, is this the truth?"

Holding the teacup, Zhang Xueyao lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, "Whispering."

Qiu Ye laughed at herself and said: "There are many winds and rains in Huiling, and it is already the top floor of Qionglou. It is cold and warm, and only people know it. When I was young, I still had many friends who could talk to me, but the further I went, the fewer friends I had. Some died, some passed away, and some turned against each other, and finally became completely alone."

"Whether you recognize it or not, I will treat you as a friend, but I still want to say that I was sorry for beheading Gongsun Zhongmou on the Lianhua Peak of Biyou Island, but if I do it again, I will still choose that way I said this not to ask you to forgive me, but I just want to find someone to talk to in the last few hours of this world."

"It's time to say goodbye."

The external incarnation of the real Taoist teacher got up and walked into the rain curtain, and then slowly dissipated in the rain curtain.

(End of this chapter)