Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 62 The little Taoist goes down the mountain

After the big fight, Xiao Luo, Fei Xuan, and Li Fan returned silently to the back mountain.

Before stepping into Qiankun Palace, Li Fan asked blankly: "Do you want to tell Master?"

"How could your master not know of disasters that your master can calculate."

"Then just say it."

The two of them were frightened by these thousands of corpses, even though their hearts were strong, they were still panicked.

In Qiankun Palace.

Zhao Yuzhen, holding a fly whisk in his hand, sat in meditation in front of the portrait of the Taishang Laojun.

"Master..."

Li Fan trembled his lips, not knowing how to speak.

Xiao Luo took over the conversation: "Let me tell you, the Jingwu army surrounded the mountain. In order to avoid harming innocent pilgrims, I killed Zhenbei General Chen Feng and more than 1000 sergeants. Bringing bloody disasters to Qingcheng Mountain, Master Zhao forgives me." .”

Zhao Yuzhen opened his eyes: "The Jingwu army was stationed in Dongshan Valley for me, but I didn't expect that it was because of me, but you were required to clean it up."

"You don't blame me for killing too much?"

Zhao Yuzhen stared at him: "You are not a Taoist, how can you be required to have a Taoist heart?"

He looked at Feixuan and Li Fanban again: "You two, it's time to go down the mountain."

Fei Xuan was taken aback: "Master, why is this?"

"There are two ways to practice. One is to be a teacher who will never touch the mundane world. But the two of you have already entered the rivers and lakes and got blood, so go to the world for a while, go through the wind and frost, and see through the world. You can also achieve Avenue."

"But Master's injury hasn't healed yet."

"It's okay, when she wakes up, you will go down the mountain together."

Although Feixuan and Li Fanban were reluctant to part with each other, they were also full of longing for the outside world, so they promised their master:
"After the apprentice descends from the mountain, he must stick to his heart, get rid of violence and live up to the reputation of Qingcheng Mountain and Master."

"The last catastrophe of being a teacher was also resolved by Xiao Luo. From then on, he has no worries and devoted himself to seeking the truth."

Zhao Yuzhen flicked his whisk lightly and recited a verse:

"The sky divides the body into one center, and the human is economical in the heart. How can the heaven and the human have two kinds of righteousness, and the truth is only in human beings."

Seeing that he was determined, the three stopped disturbing him and left the Qiankun Palace.

"Xiao Luo, I didn't expect you to be the prince! But are we really going to pick the blood list?"

Li Fan remembered what Xiao Luo said.

"Well, this kind of harmful organization can no longer be kept."

Li Fan shivered: "You don't want to kill them all, do you?"

Fei Xuan immediately said, "I won't help you kill someone."

Xiao Luo smiled and patted the two of them on the shoulder: "I only kill those who should be killed, and it depends on how the parents of the blood list choose."

Feixuan said again: "Today so many people died, although they brought the blame on themselves, they still obeyed orders. I will do a ritual to save them."

"Should be."

Feixuan is now a celestial master, in charge of all the Taoist priests in Mount Qingcheng, so he arranges the religious affairs.

The dojo was set up in Yuqing Palace, and 49 Taoist priests participated in it for seven consecutive days.

Summoning, welcoming, chanting, crossing the bridge, attending the pilgrimage, settling down...

The pan drums are loud, the lights are bright, and the chanting sounds into the clouds.

Fei Xuan was very busy, Xiao Luo and Li Fan were watching from the sidelines.

During the solemn ceremony, Li Fan couldn't help asking: "Xiao Luo, were you nervous when you killed someone for the first time?"

"No, because it's too fast."

It was the Zhang family brothers who were killed for the first time. Xiao Luo slapped him with a Hunyuan palm, and the two of them lost their vitality.

Li Fan scratched his head, it was hard for him to imagine what this too fast meant.

He asked again: "Do you really want to be emperor?"

"Actually, I'm not interested in being an emperor at all. I go to court at three o'clock every day to handle official duties, and I also have to take care of the emotions of so many women in the harem."

"Ah, woman?"

Xiao Luo gave him a blank look: "Pay attention to the key points. I just want to make this world more orderly. The emperor is diligent in his administration and loves the people. Officials don't bully the people, so the people can live and work in peace."

"That has nothing to do with us martial arts people."

"No, martial arts is the guarantee of maintaining order, just like being an emperor is the only way to power."

"I don't understand, but I think what you said is very interesting."

"When I unify the Northern Calendar, I will make you a great general and Fei Xuan a national teacher."

Li Fan curled his lips: "No, I want to be a sword fairy."

Ten days later, Confucian Sword Immortal and Dumb Uncle arrived at Mount Qingcheng.

Three people, Xiao Luo, Fei Xuan, and Li Fan, came to greet him.

Confucian Sword Immortal has the same name as Zhao Yuzhen, and Feixuan and Li Fanbin performed the ceremony of juniors.

The gate of the mountain had been repaired a long time ago, and the blood was covered up with soil dug from other places, but with Confucian swordsman's ability, he immediately knew that many people had died here.

"Luoer, what happened?"

"Reporting to Master, I had a fight with Jingwu's army and killed some evildoers."

Xiao Luo recounted the cause and effect.

Xie Xuan shook his head, with a look of unbearable expression on his face: "The Jingwu Army was originally set up for Zhao Yuzhen, but you helped him avoid any worries."

Seeing that Master didn't blame him too much, Xiao Luo felt relieved, and dragged the dumb uncle to look at the wound on his armpit.

A slender centipede has grown, and there are still a few rows of rough needle marks beside it.

The slender ones are naturally stitched by the doctor, and the rough needle marks are his masterpieces.

"Is the dumb uncle still hurting?"

The dumb uncle shook his head.

When everyone came to the back mountain, Zhao Yuzhen was already waiting in front of the Qiankun Hall, his Taoist robes were dusted and elegant.

"Confucian Sword Immortal."

"Dao Sword Immortal."

Although the two met for the first time, there was no sense of strangeness.

Xie Xuan saw Zhao Yuzhen's bright eyebrows, knowing that he had let go of his relationship with Li Hanyi, he couldn't help but secretly marvel.

After the greetings were over, Xie Xuan went to see Li Hanyi again. She was still having ups and downs, but the frequency of her attacks became less and less.

After half a month of reciting the mantra, the four old masters had more wrinkles on their faces and were full of fatigue.

Li Hanyi sat on the futon, peacefully settled down, without joy or worry.

into the night.

"Master, tomorrow morning I will go down the mountain with Feixuan and Li Fan, and I will trouble you to stay in Qingcheng Mountain for a while. Master Zhao is injured, Li Hanyi is bewitched, and Qingcheng Mountain is the most vulnerable at this time."

"Well, Lao Mu, do you want to take him with you?"

"Only Uncle Dumb knows the true location of the blood list. I need him to lead the way."

Xie Xuan sighed: "Whether Mu Yumo is to be killed or to be kept, depends on what he means."

"The disciple understands."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Xie Xuan knew what Xiao Luo was going to do, and the road he was going to take had already started from the moment he left Xueyun City.

"Luoer."

"Master."

"If you feel that this road is too difficult and want to turn back, Master will always be behind you."

Xiao Luo's eyes became hot, and he clenched his fists secretly.

There is no turning back on the path he is going to take, and it is impossible for him to hide behind his master like he did when he was a child.

The mountain moon is faint, and the mountain wind is rustling.

Xie Xuan, as usual, had to take the exam in the middle of the night, and the master and apprentice just fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, four fast horses rushed out of Qingcheng Mountain.

"what!"

Uncle Dumb pointed in front of him, and further north, there was a vast forest stretching for thousands of miles, and the headquarters of the blood list was in the dense forest.

(End of this chapter)