Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 559: Mr. Zou's Words
Three days ago, the Qingping Taoist Temple suddenly announced that it would close, giving the reason that the temple master had come across a great opportunity and needed to immediately go into seclusion to practice.

Believers living in the surrounding mountain towns and villages expressed dissatisfaction when they heard the news. For them, losing the place where they could comprehend Taoism meant that their lives had lost their backbone.

In order to appease the believers, the Taoist temple announced that the Huangliang Cave in the temple would no longer charge immortal coins and would be open to the public free of charge. All believers could enter and exit freely.

Such a good thing is not common, and the originally dissatisfied believers applauded and expressed their willingness to pray devoutly for the master of the temple.

In the dead of night, the tightly closed door of the main hall of the Taoist temple was gently pushed open.

Chen Qisheng cut off his long hair and kept short hair which is still considered as heresy in Taoism today. He was wearing a black robe and the bandage wrapped around his chest was still oozing with blood.

The long and ugly scar on the side of his face was particularly eye-catching, cutting from the end of his eyebrow to the corner of his mouth, completely disfiguring his appearance.

There was no one in the open hall, but Chen Qisheng stopped after stepping through the door and sat on the knee-high threshold.

His pale face showed weakness, and his brows were filled with confusion.

He raised his head and looked at the Dragon and Tiger Patriarch standing on the altar.

In the deliberately dim light, the master looked down, as if he was also looking at him.

People look to God, hoping for peace and stability.

God looks upon man and often brings down punishment on him.

Chen Qisheng had kowtowed on the cushion in front of the statue countless times, but he never asked for ascending to heaven in broad daylight, nor did he ask for immortality.

Because the master once said that we should respect the ancestors without asking for anything. Just walk your own path well, and the ancestors will naturally provide protection.

Chen Qisheng was very obedient, and he always had no distractions in front of the master. After practicing Taoism for so many years, he only asked for one thing when he knelt on the cushion, asking for the master's long-term safety and the long-term peace of Dou.

But today, he doesn't want to kneel anymore, and he won't kneel anymore.

Because his master Xuan Dou was gone, the familiar Dou Department in his memory was also gone.

There were obviously only two people, and there was no place for them to stand in the huge Longhu Mountain.

Chen Qisheng couldn't understand why this happened.

So when he met Yang Zong, his respected senior brother since childhood, in Shangrao County, although Chen Qisheng was angry, he did not think of killing him.

He just wanted to ask clearly whether his master was in pain when he passed away, whether he was tortured severely in the Tianshi Mansion, whether they gave his master a chance to reincarnate, or whether he was thrown into "Fengdu" to suffer forever.

But those brothers who had taught me how to strengthen my body, how to cast talismans, and how to use fists and feet to respond to those fellow disciples who always liked to target me, now looked at me with eyes full of resentment and hatred.

Chen Qisheng still remembers those eyes clearly.

Chen Qisheng knew why Yang Zong hated him.

If he had not rebelled against Mount Longhu, had not killed Zhang Qingsheng, and had not returned to Guangxin Prefecture, he would still be the new chief of the Dou Department, sitting safely on the seat of the Earthly Immortal in Baiyujing, leisurely meditating on the truth.

It won't be like now, holding the hot potato of the Supervisor of the Tianshi Mansion and coming down the mountain to face a group of extremely dangerous demons.

Even if among this group of evil demons there is his former junior brother, even if this group of evil demons are the brothers of this junior brother.

Because his Yang Zong was no longer a member of the Dou Department, nor was he that old-school cultivator.

Chen Qisheng raised his hand and touched the scar on his face, his eyes becoming darker and duller.

This scar was Yang Zong's answer to him. Chen Qisheng didn't care and just regarded it as repayment for his care back then.

But why did the other party insult the master?

Back then, he despised the Dou Department for having no future and wanted to switch to the new school. It was his master who didn't like asking for favors who shamelessly asked someone to change his department for him.

Obviously, those people who had shaved themselves into skeletons were no match for the master, yet they were so arrogant, openly criticizing the old Taoist order and looking down with contempt at the old Taoist who was bowing in front of them.

Chen Qisheng remembered it very clearly. At that time, he was often beaten up by Taoist children from other departments. They all called him a little beggar and a short monkey.

But that day, the bent waist became as tall as he was.

At that time, I was beaten black and blue, but I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Today I am still bruised and battered, but I feel like something is wrong.

Why do you have to bend down, and how is it possible to bend so low?
Why is it that they are all favors, why don’t others cherish them at all?

Chen Qisheng still couldn't figure it out.

His heart was full of doubts, but his eyes gradually became sharper. The dead clay sculptures on the altar seemed to be frightened and quietly moved their eyes away.

"Why, you've been watching it for so many years, and you still haven't seen enough?"

A smiling face caught Zou Sijiu's eye and he sat down next to Chen Qisheng.

"Logically speaking, the Yin-Yang Order should believe in this stuff more than you Dao Order. But I don't know why, I just can't muster much interest in worshipping gods."

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with his hands, and his shiny slicked-back hair was meticulously done.

"In the Yin-Yang Order, this is a serious matter. At the very least, it is disrespectful to the rituals. At the most, it is a denial of the order. That's why those bastards in the Yin-Yang Order always treat me, Master Zou, with cold eyes."

Zou Sijiu didn't care if Chen Qisheng was listening or not, and continued to talk to himself: "At that time, I was thinking that the sequence is a powerful manifestation of genes, and the ritual is just a condition for awakening genes. What does it have to do with gods? As the saying goes, there is a god three feet above your head. If the god is standing above my head, will he slip?"

"I was young and ignorant, and I couldn't control my brain or my mouth. So in the eyes of others, I was a restless thorn, the rat shit that spoiled the whole pot of soup."

"A wild kid with no parents and no background who has become a follower by means of flattery and taking advantage of opportunities, how can he not be hated by others? Being stabbed in the back and scolded for being lucky and dying tragically on the street at any time is the least of it. Being stabbed in the back and then destroyed, that is what I fear the most."

Chen Qisheng looked over in silence, but saw a face with a bright smile.

"If they don't like it, they naturally can't tolerate it. No problem, if they can't tolerate it, then we can just leave. Who wants us to be unable to defeat them?"

Zou Sijiu laughed and said, "I have been to almost all of the two capitals and thirteen provinces. I am not a popular person, and the order I followed is not popular either. I am known as a 'rat', and I often get rejected wherever I go. This is not a big problem. To use the words of others, it is God's will to give a man a great responsibility, to make him work hard and to starve. Although I have been scolded and suffered a lot, it is still full of ritual sense after all."

As he spoke, a beautiful figure appeared behind Zou Sijiu.

Her head of fiery red hair cast a gentle gaze on the man's back.

Zou Sijiu seemed to sense something and patted his shoulder.

"I'm not telling you all this to compare who has a worse life with you, Old Chen. What the hell is there to compare in terms of misery? Besides, no matter how miserable we are, can we be worse off than Li Jun's grandson?"

Zou Sijiu stared straight at the statue in the depths of the hall, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"What I want to tell you is that this world is such a fucked-up place. There are so many unfair and immoral things. Can you really figure out every single one of them? Bullshit. Some people are born to be fucking bastards. On the surface, they act gentle, respectful, frugal and modest, but secretly they believe that if you don't work for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth."

Zou Sijiu said in a fierce voice: "Before, I was alone and could not win, so I endured and gave in. I was covered in blood and found a corner to hide and wipe it slowly. But now it's different. Are you, Chen Qisheng, alone?"

"No." Chen Qisheng replied softly.

"You have broken arms and legs, and you can't lift a knife or a gun?"

"No."

"So you are so frightened that you can't stand Longhu Mountain and are afraid of the Tianshi Mansion?"

"no!"

"Since they are none of them, then why did you come to this place in the middle of the night to see ghosts and gods? If your wounds are not healed, then take care of them. If you are healed, then go and fight again. No matter how unpredictable the power of heaven is, or how deep the Tao is, you come to kill me in this world, but if you enter the dream, then I will kill you!"

"If neither you nor I can kill them, then we'll call for someone, and have Lao Li come over to compete with the other side to see whose fist is harder. If we can't handle them, then we'll just go out and fight them openly, and when our swords and guns are sharpened, we'll face them and start slashing with knives. I've been wandering around like a dog for so many years, can't you bear it at all? You have to bury your head and charge forward, knowing that the enemy outnumbers us, but you still want to risk your life to splash other people's blood?"

“Forty-nine.”

Shouyu stood behind, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"When men are talking, women should not interrupt."

Zou Sijiu licked his lips, roughly unbuttoned his collar, and scolded him mercilessly.

"I just despise your listless look. After the incident with Xuan Dou Tianshi, you became like a possessed person, looking down on everyone. If you were fierce and ruthless enough to kill that Longhu Mountain Taoist priest named Yang Zong in Shangrao, I would not fart today and would just enjoy the romance and love in my dreams. But you couldn't kill him. Instead of thinking about how to get revenge, you came here to act like a woman and pretend to be sad."

Zou Sijiu said angrily, "Chen Qisheng, you should not think about why the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion wants to harm you, nor why your former fellow disciples have turned against you. They naturally have their own reasons and excuses, but understanding and forgiveness are what the gods do. What you need to do is to personally send them to heaven to meet the ancestor of Longhu Mountain. Do you understand?"

"You took the opportunity to scold me for so long, and you are getting more and more excited. Do you really think I am embarrassed to do that to you?"

Chen Qisheng pulled the corner of his mouth and finally revealed the sneer that Zou Sijiu was familiar with.

"Ah, you're alive so soon?"

Zou Sijiu smiled awkwardly and quickly moved his butt to the side, "I'm doing this for your own good, please don't confuse good with bad."

"Although what you said is mostly useless nonsense, thank you anyway, you charlatan." "Pretentious."

Seeing that the dejection in Chen Qisheng's eyes was no longer there, Zou Sijiu felt relieved, but he snorted coldly.

"And what are you talking about? Master Zou, I am speaking from my own experience, not hesitating to expose my past in front of the woman I love, and you actually say this is nonsense? You are simply ignorant and have no conscience, what do you think, Shouyu?"

"When you men are talking, how can I have the right to speak?"

The flaming red hair suddenly disappeared, leaving only the cold words in the air.

"Pretend, keep pretending. My manliness is so abundant that it's about to overflow, won't it fascinate you to death?"

Zou Sijiu winked and looked very proud.

"Where did you learn this from Master Ma?" Chen Qisheng suddenly asked.

"OK."

Zou Sijiu blurted out, then suddenly came to his senses and quickly explained: "What do you mean by learning? I am just expressing my true feelings."

"How many days has Jun been gone?"

Chen Qisheng asked as he untied the bandages on his body.

"Three days. They should have entered Yuanzhou Prefecture by now."

"Master Ma, is he still in seclusion updating?"

"It is said that this time they are going to do something ruthless. We don't understand Mo Xu's tricks. But Ao Hu and Chang Jun are staring at it eagerly every day. I don't know what they are expecting."

"Brother Jun is really going it alone this time."

"You don't need to worry about him. Lao Li is better at hiding than I am. As long as he doesn't fight with anyone, Ge Zaoshan won't be able to find him at all."

"Too."

Chen Qisheng smiled self-deprecatingly, and the bandages on his body fell to the ground, revealing a body full of hideous and criss-crossed scars.

Tearing with sharp weapons, smashing with blunt weapons, burning, freezing, and corrosion
There was almost no intact skin on the upper body, which made Zou Sijiu stunned.

"Master Zou, you really don't believe in God?"

Zou Sijiu suddenly came back to his senses and nodded, "Well, all the hexagrams are bad, how can I believe this?"

"There's really no need to believe it. If you really are sitting in heaven, then a traitor like me should have died long ago. How could I be alive until now, right?"

Chen Qisheng looked at the statues of the Dragon and Tiger ancestors on the altar, unable to hide the contempt in his eyes.

"It's better if you're not here. When they die, they won't be able to see you anymore. That will make people feel relieved."

The black robe covers the body, and the sharp edge can be seen through the shirt.

"Old man, you used to say that you were not a true old-school monk. I used to think you were being modest, but now I know that you are not, but you are a true monk."

Chen Qisheng said to himself, "You cultivate kindness, but I don't. There are too many pigs and dogs in the world, so I'm going to commit some sins of killing."

Zheng!
The sound of sword chanting resounded throughout the Taoist temple, and a cold light whistled over, cutting off the master's head.

"They are all unreasonable monsters. Do you think bragging and chatting can make your genes happy? That doesn't make sense. If you keep doing this, Master Zou will become the weakest one."

The biting cold in the room made Zou Sijiu shiver violently, and suddenly he looked relieved.

"Luckily I have you to back me up, Shen Li. You are indeed a real man who refused to bow his head even when he was forced to jump into the river in Tianjin. You must only increase your temper, not your force."

"And one more thing!"

Zou Sijiu, who was mumbling to himself, seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked at Chen Qisheng and said in a deep voice, "Something must have happened to Yang Long."

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

That's not a nice thing to say.

Li Jun poked his teeth and looked back. A round-faced Taoist with a gentle temperament was standing behind him.

Although the other person had a smile on his face, Li Jun felt for no reason that this face was annoying.

"you are?"

"I am Gezaoshan, Ge Jing."

As soon as the Taoist's smiling words came out, a violent fist blew in front of him.

"I have no ill intentions!"

The Taoist's face suddenly changed, and an invisible barrier spread out in front of him, but it was directly pierced by the fist and hit his arms that were hurriedly crossed.

boom!
A pair of long sleeves were blown to pieces, revealing two bronze mechanical arms. The fine cracks caused by the smashing were restored to their original state in the blink of an eye.

"The eight bodies that have been realized? The three paths?"

Li Jun looked around coldly, and the people around him remained the same, not affected at all.

"Illusion?"

Li Jun suddenly realized, no wonder there was such a weird smell in it.

"Now, the rumors are spreading in Daoxu that you, Master Li Xin, are murderous and ruthless. Today, I saw that it was indeed true."

The Taoist priest of Gezhao Mountain, who called himself Ge Jing, was flying horizontally in the air, but the words he spoke rang in Li Jun's ears.

"Master Li Xin, you should be able to see that I have no ill intentions. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so unaware that you didn't realize you were in an illusion until now, right?"

Suddenly, Ge Jing's figure flashed and appeared in front of Li Jun again, and his Taoist robe returned to its original state.

"How did you find me?"

Li Jun was not in a hurry to continue, but frowned and asked.

"The people in Longhu Mountain think they are still the ancestral temple of Taoism sixty years ago. They are self-righteous and pretentious. We are different in Gezhao Mountain. Ever since we knew that you, Master Li Xin, appeared in Guangxin Prefecture, the stars floating in the sky above Yuanzhou Prefecture are no longer ordinary stars. We are afraid that you will suddenly visit and Gezhao Mountain will not be able to welcome you."

Ge Jing smiled helplessly, "It's a pity, Master Li Xin, your martial arts are so amazing that even Nan Dou couldn't find your whereabouts. But now Yuanzhou Prefecture is already half a Taoist country. Although you have changed your clothes, you are still too eye-catching. Combining the two, your identity is self-evident."

"But you said you had no ill intentions, so why did you secretly pull me into the illusion?"

Li Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I like to talk to people face to face. Why don't we let go of the illusion and be open and honest?"

"Master Li Xin, you are joking. The illusion is not meant to threaten you. It is just a little protection for myself."

Ge Jing bowed and said, "Eight-body Evidence is a rare item in Gezhao Mountain. I went through a lot of trouble to get one. If I say something that offends you unintentionally and you smash it, I won't be able to complain."

"Compared to the Gezhaoshan Daoxu Luocheng I met before, you don't seem to be from the same sect."

Although Li Jun compared Ge Jing with his disciples who were several generations younger than him, there was no sign of anger on his face. Instead, his tone became more respectful.

"Gezhao Mountain has been very popular in recent years, and it has produced some ignorant younger generations who are domineering and extreme in their behavior."

Ge Jing said apologetically, "We have already investigated what Luo Cheng did in the Japanese area. His death was entirely his own fault. If Master Li Xin is still not satisfied, Ge Zaoshan can hand over Luo Cheng's master in the sect and his secular relatives to you for your decision."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, "He is the disciple sent to the Japanese area by your Gezao Mountain."

“If it was just a fight over chance, I would definitely ask for an explanation from Master Li Xin today. However, Luo Cheng’s actions have turned evil. Not only did he slaughter his fellow disciples, but he also brought harm to innocent people. His death does not deserve to be a pity.” Ge Jing said with a serious expression.

"You are so reasonable that I am a little uncomfortable with you."

Li Jun crossed his fingers and turned his wrists left and right.

"But I came all the way here, and I would be embarrassed if you asked me to go back empty-handed."

"Ge Zaoshan sincerely wants to resolve the grievances with you, and..."

Ge Jing said solemnly: "There is a more difficult and powerful enemy beside us. Why should we kill each other and let the enemy gain the advantage?"

Kill each other?

Li Jun smiled and asked, "Who is the powerful enemy you are talking about?"

"The leader of the New Donglin Party, the chief minister of the cabinet, the second in rank of Confucian scholars, and the imperial teacher, Zhang Fengyue!"

(End of this chapter)