Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 573: Dream Broken, Meeting Zhenwu (Part )
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xianmen Hall.

It is called a "temple", but in fact there is only an old statue and a dilapidated brick house.

The responsibilities were very simple, cleaning the mountain gate archway and the stone steps leading up the mountain, and there were no other tasks.

Originally, those who lived here were several old Taoist priests whose foundation was almost declining. Thanks to this unexpected blessing from heaven, they were able to be transferred to other palaces to enjoy their old age.

Only Zhao Yanlong was left and became the master of the Xianmen Palace.

The casual sigh of the Demon Subduing Hall elder in the past has now come true.

There was a newly opened path among the overgrown weeds, and two wooden doors with new portraits of door gods stood in the woods.

Peach charms were hung under the snow-covered eaves, with smoke rising from above.

In the chilly wind, Zhao Yanlong was busy sweating profusely. His hair, which was once neatly combed, slipped out of his Taoist cap and hung on both sides of his forehead.

The remote and quiet environment makes the approaching footsteps outside the door seem particularly clear.

Zhao Yanlong, who was watching the fire in the clay stove, turned around and saw that the other party was safe and sound. His heart finally settled down.

"I'm home."

"came back."

Chen Qisheng, who had returned from Suzhou Prefecture, was standing outside the door wearing a plain Taoist robe.

The sharp flying sword on his back was gone, and the pills and talismans were gone from his sleeves, but his hands were not empty.

When going down the mountain to carry out the mission this time, Zhao Yanlong asked him to remember to bring back some specialties from Suzhou Prefecture.

Suzhou Prefecture is very prosperous, and there are so many good things that it is almost impossible to count them all.

But what Chen Qisheng brought back were two bottles of Ming wine that violated the sect's rules.

"Put your things down and get ready to eat."

Zhao Yanlong pointed at the casserole on the stove, raised his chin, and said with a smug smile: "This is the good stuff I stole from the Kitchen God Temple. It can't be compared with the junk prepared by Nong Xu."

Familiar words bring back memories of the past.

Chen Qisheng nodded and smiled, "Okay."

A wooden table and two benches.

The stew in the casserole was steaming, but it couldn't stop the falling snowflakes.

"Don't be disgusted, my environment here is like this for now, please make do with it. When I have the chance in the future, I will definitely honor you."

Zhao Yanlong lit three incense sticks and offered them on the altar, then placed a bowl of meat and a bottle of wine, bowed, then turned and walked into the yard and sat on a bench.

"eat!"

The two brothers picked up their chopsticks and ate quickly, finishing the whole casserole of stewed meat.

No one spoke during the whole process, only the snowflakes falling overhead were getting heavier and heavier.

"why?"

Chen Qisheng put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and finally asked.

"During the New Year's Eve Dharma Assembly, I sat with a group of fellow disciples who were not doing so well, listening to their complaints. Some said that the situation down the mountain was becoming increasingly tense, with more and more bloodshed and conflicts. No one knew how many people would die in the Demon Subduing Hall in the future."

Zhao Yanlong stared at the empty teacup in front of him and said slowly, "I was cautious and asked people to inquire around and collect intelligence. In the end, I found that the truth was far more serious than what that person said."

"In the imperial court, the Confucian, Taoist, Buddhist, Legalist, and military factions have joined forces, and even the royal family is considering joining forces. The Wu faction has been completely isolated. Locally, conflicts are also constant. The Wu faction suffered a loss in public, so it took ruthless action behind the scenes. The major sects and gangs under its command constantly looked for excuses to provoke and retaliate."

"You should have been able to see from your visit to Suzhou this time that Wuxu's men were very ruthless and their excuses were extremely absurd. Moreover, what happened at Qiuyu Temple is no longer an isolated incident, but a common occurrence. Wuxu has been rampant for hundreds of years, and their hands are stained with the blood of various families and sects. With the accumulation of new and old hatreds, a war that will engulf the entire empire will break out sooner or later."

"We, Wudang, are now being touted as the only 'ancestral home of Taoism'. I think the elders should understand the intention behind this. But what's the point of understanding it? Should Wudang ignore the requests for help from those small sects and temples? Impossible."

"The Taoist ancestral temple is the place of faith of Wudang disciples, and it is also the place of the Taoist heart of the old Taoist order. If Wudang retreats at this time, the mountain gate will collapse. We are already riding a tiger and it is difficult to back down. The Demon Subduing Hall is the sword of Wudang. When the war starts, the first to bear the brunt will be the Taoist and martial elites like you, Junior Brother. Of course, sooner or later it will be the turn of wastes like me."

"so."

Zhao Yanlong paused and said, "I have found a way to transfer you and me out of the Demon-Subduing Hall. Junior brother, I acted on my own initiative this time. If you want to scold me..."

"Brother, the reason I asked is not about this matter."

A bony hand reached into Zhao Yanlong's lowered sight, and the tilted bottle mouth filled the empty teacup with wine.

"What I want to ask is, why were those people willing to help us? What price did you pay?"

His shaking eyes watched the ripples in the cup.

Zhao Yanlong suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Qisheng intently: "Junior brother, are you really not angry with me?"

"It feels like a dream to have a senior brother like you who cares about me and remembers me. I'm not angry, I'm just afraid that the dream will end."

Chen Qisheng stood up, held the teacup with both hands and held it in front of Zhao Yanlong, with a happy smile on his face.

"Brother, this glass of wine is for you."

From the Xuanyue Temple in the past to the Wudang Mountain today, Zhao Yanlong's junior brother has always looked cold in his eyes. He is indifferent to everything and only likes to practice, and practice non-stop.

He looked so obsessed with it that he forgot to eat and sleep, as if someone was chasing him with a knife.

In his memory from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Yanlong has only seen a smile like today twice.

One time is now, and the other time was in the confinement room of Xuanyue Temple.

Times have changed, the only thing that remains the same is this pot of meat that I stewed myself.

"It seems that you really like to eat meat. You only smile so happily when you see meat. What kind of Taoist priest are you?"

Originally, Zhao Yanlong had prepared himself to be scolded, and even thought that the two brothers might become strangers from then on.

Even if Chen Qisheng wanted to kill him, Zhao Yanlong thought it was reasonable.

After all, by doing this, he was tantamount to cutting off Chen Qisheng's bright future with his own hands.

But even though he hadn't drunk the glass of wine in front of him yet, Zhao Yanlong already felt his lungs burning with heat and a feeling of drunkenness.

"Don't worry, I am now a clean-handed person, with nothing to lose. How can I have anything that is worth others' coveting?"

Zhao Yanlong took the wine glass and held it in his hand, smiling: "At most, I will be criticized. But people like me don't have a good reputation in the mountains, so this time I not only didn't lose money, but made a lot of money!"

Chen Qisheng took over the conversation and looked at Zhao Yanlong calmly.

"What's with that expression on your face? Okay, I just helped others with some medicine business, it's not a big deal."

Chen Qisheng frowned: "It's in your name?"

"Hmm." Zhao Yanlong took a sip of wine and said in a muffled voice.

"Reselling elixirs is a taboo in our sect. It can lead to death!"

Zhao Yanlong said in a relaxed tone: "There are many people doing this on this mountain, and no one will care."

"That was in the past. If the major sequences really fight, the wind direction will change immediately, and the sect will definitely take action to settle accounts!" "We'll talk about it when that day really comes. There is always a way out. The worst that can happen is that you will be expelled from Wudang."

Zhao Yanlong raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then said with a smile: "It has been done, you don't have to worry about it. But the days in the future may be more difficult than before, and we brothers will have a hard time."

"Brother, do you want to rebel against Wudang?"

Chen Qisheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked a shocking question.

Zhao Yanlong's hand that was reaching for the bottle suddenly trembled, and he lowered his voice and shouted angrily: "Daozu, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

The reason why Chen Qisheng suddenly asked this was because the Zhao Yanlong in front of him was completely different from the Zhao Yanlong he would know later.

In the dream, Zhao Yanlong would disregard his reputation in order to save his life, and even ruin his own path of cultivation.

But in this world, after the fall of Wudang, he was willing to become a "living tomb" that could be dug up at any time, and raised the heroic souls of many of his fellow disciples in his own cave.

Such an action is equivalent to carrying a heavy mountain on one's back all day long.

In order to maintain the operation of the cave, Zhao Yanlong had to take a huge risk to join Longhu Mountain and rack his brains to fight for all available resources.

Chen Qisheng couldn't figure out what had happened to cause such a drastic change in Zhao Yanlong's character.

or.
In this dream, the character Zhao Yanlong played was not himself at all?

Chen Qisheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Brother, why did you decide to join Wudang?"

"What's wrong with you? Why do you keep asking these weird questions?"

Zhao Yanlong frowned, but still answered truthfully: "Because I was born in the base of Wudang, and our Xuanyue Temple is one of the branches of Wudang. If I don't join Wudang, where can I go?"

Before Chen Qisheng could continue speaking, the tokens on their waists vibrated at the same time.

Rays of light projected out, interweaving to form a decree descending from the top of Tianzhu Peak.

The content written in cinnabar is majestic and solemn.

[The Chuwumen in Shu was destroyed]

When Chen Qisheng saw the first line of words, his eyes suddenly became stern.

The division of the world has begun.

"Roar!"

With a shrill roar, a huge feather wing smashed into the sea.

The dark sea water was dyed a layer of dark red, making people in it feel more depressed and heavy.

Zou Sijiu flipped over and landed back on his own ship. The red armor on his body showed signs of corrosion everywhere. The wound on his chest that stretched from his shoulder to his waist was even more horrifying. The armor plates at the crack seemed to have melted and could not heal.

The waves made the boat sway left and right. There was a deep pit under Zou Sijiu's feet, but his figure remained motionless, his eyes looking forward coldly.

A gigantic snake stood in the sea. The part of its body that protruded out of the water was dozens of feet long. One of the two pairs of wings on its back was cut off by Zou Sijiu. It was covered in blood, but its aura became more ferocious and brutal.

One side has more "back doors" in its hands, while the other side has Mo Jia to assist.

This fight between the Yin and Yang Sequence Four seems to be evenly matched for the time being.

But Zou Sijiu and Gongsun Yao both knew in their hearts that neither side would give up today.

Because the waves emitted by the dream sea beast became more and more intense, the crackling sound like stone fragments breaking kept ringing in the ears of the two.

This shows that the dream cycle in Zhao Yanlong’s cave has reached its final climax.

When the dream ends, the entire sea monster will completely collapse.

At that time, Zhao Yanlong and everything about Wudang in his memory will disappear and no longer exist.

“Zou Sijiu, if you extract Chen Qisheng’s consciousness now and hand over the cave to me, the East Palace will still give you a chance to survive. Otherwise, from now on, there will be no place for you in Yin Yang Order!”

Gongsun Yao's impatient roar resounded throughout the sea area, and his twisting body stirred up even more violent waves, sweeping in all directions.

But such a shocking scene was suddenly interrupted by an extremely rough shout.

"Fuck you, you old bastard! Give me a chance to live. You won't be able to live today!"

Zou Sijiu lowered his head and stroked the armor on his body, his eyes twitching with heartache.

"You even dare to hit my wife"

Zheng!
Zou Sijiu held the spear in both hands, his brows furious, his aura becoming more and more vigorous and powerful. He soared into the sky, creating a huge hole in the rain clouds above his head.

"Yin Yang Alchemist, Master of Yellow Millet"

The grand chanting sounded like thunder, Gongsun Yao's snake body danced, and he let out an angry roar towards the sky.

"If you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways, I will kill you and destroy your luck today!"

"Yin Yang Alchemist, Master of Yellow Millet"

The same opening words, invisible power filled the sea. Amidst the raging winds and waves, all kinds of breathtaking spectacular sights appeared one after another.

"My name is Gongsun Yao. I use the names of the four Zhuang Zhou butterflies in the Yin-Yang order to build the four seas and eight wildernesses and attract the dream beasts of the mountains and seas!"

A bright moon rose in the dark sea, and wild mountains that reached the sky and the earth appeared behind Gongsun Yao. The ferocious snake body became increasingly huge, with eerie scales and a single horn protruding from its head.

"My name is Zou Sijiu. In the name of the Yin-Yang sequence of the four Zhuang Zhou butterflies, I will burn the back door and destroy all directions!"

On the deck, the spear in Zou Sijiu's hand emitted a lava-red light, which slowly turned into red molten iron and condensed on his fists.

"Wu Xu Su Ce, come!"

With a deafening roar, scarlet blood immediately flowed out of Zou Sijiu's mouth and nose. His shrunken pupils suddenly dilated, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes!

Boom!
The ship suddenly sank as it drafted water, and Zou Sijiu's figure broke through the air, emitting a series of sharp explosions!
"die!"

Gongsun Yao roared loudly, and the sea water rolled back like a rising sky. The single horn on his forehead was wrapped with azure lightning, and it shot out in an instant.

boom!
The wall of water that stretched between the sky and the earth exploded, and heavy rain poured down, bombarding the sea surface as if it were boiling.

The thick lightning hit the fist wrapped in the red light of lava, and was completely unable to block it, and was shattered with ease.

"Master Zou, I will skin you alive today!"

Zou Sijiu's body was wrapped in tiny arcs of electricity, and the cold light illuminated the fierceness in his eyes.

The horrified Gongsun Yao couldn't understand when he had beaten his wife that made her so fearless and fearless to fight him.

Roar!
The snake's mouth was open, and its pale fangs were as sharp as knives, trying to pierce the enemy's body.

Zou Sijiu swung his body and smashed the fang in half with a punch, then picked up the half-broken sharp tooth and stabbed it into the snake's body.

The armor on his body flared and expanded, and in the midst of the strong wind, Zou Sijiu's body suddenly fell down, pulling the fang and cutting the skin and flesh all the way.

I said I would skin you, Gongsun Yao, to death.

Master Zou, I must do it!
(End of this chapter)