Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 269 Wulei Daoist, Heavenly Master Inheritance

Under the moonlight, an old Taoist priest quietly approached Longhu Mountain.

He was wearing a spacious Taoist robe, and a bamboo basket was tied around his waist, and hissing sounds could be heard from time to time.

The old Taoist's eyebrows and eyes were dark, like an old vulture, but his steps were light, as if shrinking to an inch, he came to the sword-testing stone of Longhu Mountain, opened his mouth, and hissed like a snake demon.

The voice is very secretive, as if hiding a message.

A moment later, a figure descended from the view, walked against the wind, and landed beside the sword-testing stone.

He was wearing a black robe that completely covered his body, and his eyes were lowered so that people could not see his face clearly.

"Pan Dan, the stone drum has already sounded. Disciples from Longhu Mountain will return at any time. You shouldn't be here at this time."

The voice of the man in black was very low, as if he was deliberately changing his voice to prevent his identity from being revealed after being heard.

And that old Taoist priest with dark eyes was the one who released the flood dragon in Hongzhou and almost destroyed Pan Dan, who was promoted to the Yin God Realm by Li Daoxuan in Xuanzhou. It is dead.

But now, he seems to have healed from his injuries, and started to stir up the wind and rain again.

Pan Dan looked at the black-robed man, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if others see it, they will never imagine that the majestic Longhushan—"

"Pan Dan!"

The voice of the man in black was a hint of warning, obviously he didn't want Pan Dan to reveal his identity.

Pan Dan didn't take it seriously, he put away his smile, approached him and whispered, "I came to see you this time because of changes in the Underworld."

The man in black seemed to be emotionally shaken, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"You promised me that you would let Zhang Qianyang die there, so I took the risk of poisoning—"

Pan Dan suddenly said: "Xu Duo is dead, completely dead, there is no trace of remnant soul, even the Lord has no way to revive him."

The words of the man in black stopped abruptly, obviously he was also very surprised.

Pan Dan's voice was full of uncontrollable hatred.

"Lee Daoxuan, it's Li Daoxuan again!"

"We underestimated him too much. The lord issued an order. Once the stone drum rang, Li Daoxuan and others would definitely return to the mountain. At that time, you need to find a way to get rid of him."

The black-robed man pondered for a moment, and said: "It's not difficult to kill Li Daoxuan, but don't forget what you promised me!"

Pan Dan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, we failed in the matter of the underworld, but the situation in Longhushan was arranged by the Lord himself. It took sixteen years and is absolutely foolproof!"

After a pause, he said: "After the matter is completed, Longhu Mountain will be yours."

The black-robed man sneered, and said, "I hope so. Don't say it's foolproof. You've been planning the Hongzhou game for more than 16 years, but in the end it's not like fetching water from a bamboo basket?"

Pan Dan's complexion suddenly became very bad.

The black-robed man stopped irritating him, turned around and said, "He is your lord, not mine. You want the old master's life, but I want his seat. Let's take what we need, just Just cooperate."

After saying that, he walked against the wind and dived back to Longhu Mountain.

Pan Dan looked at his back with cold and deep eyes, and finally showed a meaningful smile.

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The next day, early morning.

In the Shangqing Palace in Longhu Mountain, many Taoist priests gathered.

Most of them are gray-haired old Taoist priests, and the youngest looks to be in their 40s. Most of them wear Taoist robes of blue and red. They are all inner disciples of Longhu Mountain. The backbone of the sect.

As for the outer disciples, they are not qualified to participate in this conference at all.

All the Taoist priests were sitting on the futons, but their minds were restless, there was a trace of panic between their eyebrows, and they were whispering and discussing something.

At this time, a white-haired old man in a purple robe came in. He had white hair and a childlike face, his bones were strange, his eyes were warm and peaceful, and his appearance was vaguely similar to that of the old heavenly master.

All the Taoist priests got up quickly and bowed to him.

"I have seen Elder Zhenlian!"

Zhenlian nodded and said, "Everyone sit down."

After everyone sat down, they immediately began to ask questions.

"Elder Zhenlian, how is the old Heavenly Master?"

"Ten sounds of stone drums, what happened?"

"I waited for the starry night to rush back, and I was shocked to hear that the old master couldn't wake up. What is going on, and why did he suddenly ring the stone drum?"

There was a hint of worry in Zhenlian's eyes, she sighed softly, and said: "My elder brother can't wake up, and the poor Taoist is more worried than anyone else, but don't panic, Jiuxiao is still in Longhu Mountain, and the rest of my brother's true disciples are also worried. I'm rushing back, as to why the stone drum was sounded—"

Before he finished speaking, a very domineering voice sounded, with undeniable sharpness and determination.

"I beat the stone drum."

Everyone looked back, only to see Zhang Jiuxiao wearing a bright zodiac robe and a five-sacred crown on his head, his pupils were turning, his appearance was full of power, and he was coming like a majestic army.

Especially in his eyes, there was a faint electric glow, which added a bit of domineering to his already mighty and extraordinary temperament.

Many Taoist priests got up and bowed to him one after another, but Zhang Jiuxiao didn't even look at him, just walked past like that, and finally sat in the first place, only nodding to Elder Zhenlian.

When everyone saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

Because it's very unruly.

Although Zhang Jiuxiao is the direct descendant of the Heavenly Master and the senior brother of Longhushan, Elder Zhenlian is the younger brother of the old Heavenly Master. Although he is not in the direct line of blood, he can be regarded as Zhang Jiuxiao's elder. His behavior this time is too domineering.

Some people were aggrieved, but Elder Zhenlian didn't take it seriously, he was very indifferent, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"I beat the stone drum and called everyone to come for one thing."

After a pause, Zhang Jiuxiao looked around, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, except for Elder Zhenlian, no one dared to look at him, and they were all forced by his momentum.

"Master Tian can't wake up, and his health is getting worse and worse. We, Longhushan, must elect the next successor of Master Tian, ​​just in case."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they all showed anger.

It's too much, it's too much!

The old celestial master is still alive, but just sleepy, this Jiuxiao is going to take the opportunity to seize the position of the celestial master, it is Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it!
How is this different from those unfilial children and grandchildren at the foot of the mountain who are eager to divide the land before their parents die?

A passionate disciple stood up and said, "Senior brother Zhang, what do you mean, the old celestial master is still here, without him making the decision, none of us have the right to decide the successor of the celestial master!"

Someone followed and said: "Yes, and even if you want to choose, you have to wait for the second senior brother to come back, he is also a direct bloodline!"

At this time, a young and handsome Taoist priest with pale complexion and vain breath suddenly laughed, attracting everyone's attention.

"Zhang Tiande, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Tiande sarcastically said: "I laugh at you guys who are still wishful thinking. That Zhang Qianyang has long been a useless person, and now he doesn't know where he is hiding in a corner. He dared not go back to the mountain for more than 20 years. If he behaves like this, he is also worthy of becoming a celestial master?"

When everyone heard this, they were both angry and helpless.

Angry because they really are still thinking about Zhang Qianyang.

Zhang Qianyang and Zhang Jiuxiao were known as the two prides of the dragon and the tiger back then, and they were very domineering in their actions, but Zhang Qianyang was domineering to the enemy, but he was very righteous to his own people, and he was broad-minded. He often taught them to practice without hiding anything.

On the other hand, Zhang Jiuxiao is equally domineering whether he is against the enemy or his own people. He likes to be assertive and can't listen to different opinions at all.

Over the years, the reason why Longhu Mountain has gradually declined and its reputation has gradually deteriorated has a lot to do with Zhang Jiuxiao's self-willedness.

But they are also very helpless, because Zhang Qianyang was abolished, and it is a fact that his cultivation base has fallen to the Yang God realm, and if he wants to become a celestial master in Longhu Mountain, his cultivation base must not be too bad.

Seeing that everyone had nothing to say, Zhang Tiande was very proud, and said with a smile: "And my father is not only the direct descendant of Dragon and Tiger, the first disciple of the Celestial Master, but also a middle-stage Yangshen cultivator, and he has mastered the "Shenxiao Wulei Zhengfa" , the name of Daoist Wu Lei is also powerful in the world, besides my father, who else can sit in this position of celestial master?"

His voice was full of pride.

For a while, although everyone in the field was unwilling, they had nothing to say.

They don't like Zhang Jiuxiao's domineering character from the bottom of their hearts, but at present, apart from Zhang Jiuxiao, no one else seems to be suitable.

At this time, Elder Zhenlian, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Jiuxiao, you want to choose the next successor of the Heavenly Master. I don't object to this point. After all, it is related to the inheritance of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and I need to think carefully in advance."

Zhang Jiuxiao remained calm, looking at Elder Zhenlian quietly.

He knew that the relationship between Elder Zhenlian and Zhang Qianyang was very close. Since she was a child, Zhenlian was very partial to Zhang Qianyang, and she has always been a staunch supporter of Zhang Qianyang, and would never agree to let herself inherit the position of celestial master.

Sure enough, Zhenlian went on to say: "But according to the rules, the heirs of successive celestial masters must meet three conditions. Gongyin!"

Zhen Lian looked into Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes and asked: "The first condition is not a problem, and the second is also fine. After all, it is an extraordinary period, and the old heavenly master can't wake up now, but the third condition... "

Zhenlian said one word at a time: "Without the seal of Yangping's rule of the capital, the name will not be correct, the words will not be followed, and the world will not accept it!"

The voice was loud and powerful, resounding in the room, causing Zhang Tiande's complexion to change drastically, his eyes filled with resentment.

Zhang Jiuxiao suddenly showed a sneer.

He sighed and said, "You seem to have misunderstood."

Zhenlian was slightly taken aback, and the others also showed doubts. Could it be that Zhang Jiuxiao didn't want to take over as the celestial master.

But at the next moment, Zhang Jiuxiao said lightly: "I called you back not to discuss with you, and you are not qualified to discuss with me."

He stood up, the sky was dark, filled with billowing thunderclouds at some point.

Zhang Jiuxiao's hair danced wildly, with a thrilling electric light flowing, and his whole body erupted with a terrifying aura, as if he would turn Longhu Mountain into Lei Ze in the next moment.

"I just want to inform everyone that the next celestial master of Longhu Mountain...is named Zhang Jiuxiao."

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