Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 61
"Master, do people in their sect have no objections to you treating the saintesses who are from the same line?"

Zhang Qianyang said with a sneer: "Of course there is. The opinion is big. What's even more disgusting is that he hit the young ones and offended the old ones. As a teacher, he had no choice but to..."

"Are you going to invite Master to come forward?"

Li Daoxuan asked, the old celestial master of Longhu Mountain, called the pillar of Taoism, is a walking nuclear weapon at the moment when the immortal Buddha is hiding.

Zhang Qianyang slammed Li Daoxuan on the head, cursing: "Is there such a waste as a teacher? As a last resort, the teacher had to tear down the mountain gate that came out of the horse lineage, and beat his ancestor."

Li Daoxuan was in a mess.

Hit... the ancestor who came out of the same line?

Wang Bo said before that the ancestors of their lineage were taught by the Tsing Yi Empress when they were young, and later cultivated to the Yang God Realm, but it was a pity that they died under the catastrophe of becoming an immortal...

"Speaking of which, Empress Tsing Yi even came forward to mediate at that time, otherwise there might not be anything out there now."

Li Daoxuan had nothing to say, he could only give a thumbs up secretly.

Master, you are still ruthless, if you can't solve the problem, you will solve all the people who raised the problem...

The empress in Tsing Yi kept laughing without saying a word, and now she interjected: "You Zhang Daoyou has been away for so many years, but I didn't expect that he still has the same demeanor. The technique of moving mountains and suppressing seas just now is quite worthy of the samadhi of the old heavenly master."

Just now Zhang Qianyang, who was proud and unrestrained and arrogant, immediately bowed his head and saluted when he heard this, and said seriously: "Your Majesty is absurd, this time I have swept away the elegance of your Majesty's banquet, I am really sorry!"

Empress Tsing Yi shook her head and said: "My purpose of holding a banquet today has been achieved, Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have taken in a good disciple!"

Zhang Qianyang was taken aback, and looked at his apprentice in surprise.

"Did the empress choose him?"

Empress Tsing Yi nodded, and said: "That's right, it's a pity that your precious apprentice doesn't like my Qing Mingjie, and doesn't want to be the Qing Ming Envoy."

Zhang Qianyang was even more surprised, his disciples knew that although this kid was extremely talented, his knowledge was still shallow after all.

When he sent his apprentice to the banquet, he just wanted to broaden his horizons and let him taste the nectar brewed by the empress himself, so as to improve his cultivation.

Never expected that this kid really won the favor of the empress!

What surprised him even more was that the apprentice refused.

After thinking for a while, he understood the apprentice's scruples.

Li Daoxuan said with some embarrassment: "Master, I was thinking—"

Zhang Qianyang patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Under heavy treasures, you can still abide by your heart, yes, you are indeed Zhang Qianyang's apprentice!"

"I'm your master, not your father. I can make up my own mind about my own affairs. If I don't want to be an inappropriate person, I don't need to explain."

Li Daoxuan's heart warmed, he knew that the master was protecting him, even in the face of an unfathomable ghost, the master still stood by him without hesitation.

Empress Tsing Yi glanced at their master and apprentice, then shook her head slightly.

Zhang Qianyang pinched his fingers and calculated, and said: "Disciple, master is here this time to support you. After all, as my apprentice of Zhang Qianyang, it is inevitable that there will be more enemies."

"Being a teacher is a yin god traveling, and you must return to your physical body before sunrise. It's getting late now, so you have to go back first as a teacher."

Li Daoxuan was taken aback, and quickly said: "Master, take me back together!"

Zhang Qianyang said with a wry smile: "Silly boy, you haven't shed your mortal body yet. The flesh and blood of mortals are as heavy as a mountain. I can't carry you on my back!"

"You can go back by yourself. It just so happens that the master is also planning to go to a faraway place to search in the depths of the mountains to see if he can find the auxiliary medicine for you to refine the inner alchemy of the snake demon."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qianyang subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch his apprentice's head, but he didn't know what to think of, and he was stunned again, with a disappointed expression on his face.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Qianyang pinched the seal with his hand, and the ghost rose up in the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye like a stream of light.

Looking at the direction in which Master left, Li Daoxuan felt a little emotional.

This banquet allowed him to learn a lot about Master's past, but he still had many doubts.

Why did Master fall into the realm of the Yang God?
He once said that it was his senior sister who betrayed Longhushan, but why did others say that he violated the rules of the sect and was stabbed by the old celestial master?
Why did Master, as a true disciple of Mount Longhu, never mention the matter of returning to the mountain?

Li Daoxuan could feel that Master had deep feelings for Longhushan and Lao Tianshi, especially when he mentioned Lao Tianshi, he did not have a trace of resentment, but was full of respect and nostalgia.

"Your Majesty, my master... why did he fall into the Yang God Realm?"

Tsing Yi Niang Niang said lightly: "This matter is your master's secret. Although I know it, I don't want to talk about it. When he opens his mind, he may take the initiative to tell you."

Li Daoxuan nodded, then saluted and said: "Thank you for your advice, and the poor Taoist also bid farewell—"

Before he finished speaking, the unconscious Meiling Mountain God moved and suddenly woke up.

"Zhang Qianyang, I will kill you!"

As if going crazy, he rushed forward with his fists waving.

A cold snort sounded.

The Meiling Mountain God stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning, with cracks appearing on his body, like a piece of broken porcelain.

The empress in Tsing Yi changed her gentle temperament, her phoenix eyes were majestic, and she looked at the Meiling Mountain God coldly.

Click!
There are more and more cracks on the mountain god's body, even if he mobilizes Meiling's divine power, he can't relieve it. Seeing that his physical body is about to collapse, he is in danger of dying.

The Meiling Mountain God finally came to his senses, and begged for mercy, "Ma'am, please forgive me, the little God knows I'm wrong!"

The cracks stopped spreading.

The empress in Tsing Yi withdrew her majestic gaze, and said lightly: "Mei Xuan, this time is just a small punishment, if you dare to act rashly at this banquet next time, then I think it's time to change the seat of the Meiling Mountain God." gone."

Hearing these words, Meiling Mountain God was shocked, his eyes were full of fear.

If he is deprived of the position of mountain god, he will have no choice but to die, and he will have no chance of reincarnation!
"The little god understands, the little god doesn't dare anymore!"

Tsing Yi Niang Niang flicked her sleeves and said: "Go."

The Meiling Mountain God left in a hurry, not daring to look up again.

Li Daoxuan's heart trembled, he was also subduing the Meiling Mountain God. Although the master's method was thunderous and amazing, but compared to the understatement of Tsing Yi Niangniang, the feeling of hearing thunder in a silent place is even more unfathomable.

Li Daoxuan also wanted to take the opportunity to leave.

"Lee Daoxuan, you stay."

Empress Tsing Yi pointed to the ancient bronze mirror, and said: "I know you don't want to be the envoy of Qing Ming, but don't rush to make a decision, you might as well take a look first."

Li Daoxuan was a little puzzled, what are you looking at?
He walked to the mirror, and the waves were rippling. It was no longer the corrupt official being tortured, but another picture.

"Dacheng Temple?"

Li Daoxuan said in surprise, only to see that the scene in the picture was his previous scene in Dacheng Temple.

There was nothing in front of him. When night fell, an old man appeared in the mirror, leaning on crutches, and walked directly through the wall towards his room.

Every step he takes, his figure grows taller, until the skin is broken at the end, revealing sharp teeth and claws, and the long yellow tail.

(End of this chapter)