Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 53

At noon,

Looking at the bloody scene in front of them, Xu Zisu and the other two couldn't help but fell into a daze.

"Damn!"

Jiang Zhou clenched his eyes tightly, a trace of anger appeared on his face, which turned into deep helplessness after a moment.

"Amitabha."

Life in this world is really like a piece of grass. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the salvation sutra.

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[Saving the souls of the dead, rewarding [-] points of merit, and slaying karma in twelve ways]

Knife skills!

There was a flash of disappointment, but it was a pity that it was not Chufa.

"Amitabha,"

"May all the masters reach the bliss of Western Heaven as soon as possible."

After handing over the aftermath to the subordinates of the Demon Suppression Department, the three of them left the place together.

A flash of worry flashed in Song Yuanqing's eyes: "You two, I miss my family so much that I want to go back and have a look before we say goodbye."

"Taoist Master Song, don't worry. True Lord Zifu is here at Qingwei Road, so nothing will happen to you."

Song Yuanqing nodded, said goodbye to the two of them, and left.

Jiang Zhou looked at each other, a look of helplessness flashed in both of their eyes, and now they could only wait for the Yinhun Sect to take action.

Cuiwei Mountain,
Qingwei Road,
A Taoist temple stands on the mountainside. The Taoist temple, which was originally very pure, is now full of people. Countless Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes have a look of worry on their faces.

In the Dao Palace, the elders of the three sects gathered together, but no one made a sound, and the atmosphere seemed very depressed.

After a long time, Qingwei Dao Headmaster, who was at the head of the group, frowned and stood up: "Everyone, since you have come to my Cuiwei Mountain, you can stay here with peace of mind. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we cannot escape. Now we are just waiting for our master to come out of seclusion. .”

"Brother Taoist, I wonder when senior will be released from seclusion?"

"Even a poor Taoist doesn't know." Qingwei Taoist leader Yang Xuanfang shook his head upon hearing this. "But don't worry, Pindao has already informed the master."

Ignoring the worries in the Taoist palace, in the Taoist cave in the back mountain, an old Taoist with hair as silk as snow and wearing a Taoist robe opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the foot of the mountain, and let out a long sigh, but he couldn't escape it. Then he got up and walked out of the cave.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man looked at the infinite scenery of Cuiwei Mountain. Hundreds of birds were undulating in the forest, apes were leaping freely, and tigers and leopards could be clearly seen from time to time.

"In Songjian Mansion, Cuiwei's spirit is the most prosperous, it's true."

"It's a pity that Qingwei Dao has declined, and now we can only hide in Cuiwei Mountain."

A trace of doubt appeared on Qin Jingyuan's face: "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Haha, Qingweidao was the state religion of the previous dynasty."

The state religion of the previous dynasty?

Qin Jingyuan looked at Cuiwei Mountain in surprise. He did not expect that Qingwei Dao, which lives in Songjian Mansion, would have such a glorious history.

"The glory of the past is just a passing cloud." The old man at the head couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Hearing this, the two fell into silence.

Yes,

Once upon a time, his Yin Hun Sect was also the largest sect in Songjian Mansion. Even the former state religion in front of him had to crawl at the feet of his Yin Hun Sect. However, all this has become a passing thing.

There were only three of them left in the huge Yin Hun Sect.

However, sometimes one person is a powerful sect. Even if there are only three people left in the Yinhun Sect, they will still be able to overwhelm the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism in Songjian Mansion and be unable to raise their heads.

The three of them walked up the mountain step by step along the mountain path.
Beside the mountain road, a young Taoist priest looked at the three of them and bowed: "I have seen three laymen on the road. I wonder if these three are here to avoid trouble?"

"The three of you should rest for a while in the meditation. Then the senior brother will naturally arrange for the three laymen."

"Thank you." Looking at the little Taoist priest in front of him, Lehong suddenly smiled and said thank you.

Qin Jingyuan and Chen Huaien behind them looked at each other, full of confusion and emotion.
Who is this in front of me?

The once top master in Songjian Mansion, the leader of the Yinhun Sect, and the ancestor of evil ways, these people would actually smile and thank a little Taoist priest.

It's unbelievable,

The two of them looked at the little Taoist priest curiously. He was very ordinary, no different from the Taoist priests they saw in the Mirror Moon Sect.

"In the past, I was just a beggar. I once worshiped Shangyuan Temple and was also a little Taoist priest. Unfortunately, Shangyuan Temple suffered a disaster and was destroyed. I only saved my life under the protection of the elders in the temple. , If there were no Shangyuan Guan, I would not be what I am today. If Shangyuan Guan was not destroyed, I would not be able to say that I would still be a righteous monk."

It's a pity that there are no ifs in life!
He wandered all the way, just to survive.

Who would have thought that if you want to live, you have to pay a lot of price.

"I saw my former self in that little Taoist priest. I wonder what kind of path this little Taoist priest will take after the Qingwei Dao is destroyed."

Lehong seemed to be asking, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

It was just a small interlude at the moment. The three of them went to the Taoist temple and walked straight towards the Taoist palace.

"Master, are you out of seclusion?" Yang Xuanfang looked at the old man who walked in and asked in surprise.

The old man just waved his hand and looked in the direction of the mountain road. Along with the doubts of the people, he saw three figures slowly going up the mountain. Looking at the increasingly clear faces, the faces of those who had experienced that battle changed. His expression was tense, and his whole body was trembling and uneasy.

"The old Taoist has met fellow Taoist."

"Many years have passed and he is still not dead."

"My fellow Taoist is still alive, how can the old Taoist go first?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

"Prepare tea."

Yang Xuanfang on the side frowned slightly, then waved his hand to ask someone to prepare tea.

"Fellow Daoist please."

"The last time I came to your Qingwei Dao Palace was more than ten years ago, right?"

"Eighteen years ago, a fellow Taoist came to Qingwei Taoist Palace to ask for a precious medicine."

"Yeah, it's really unpredictable."

After the two sat down, the others stood aside.

When the tea came, Yang Xuanfang poured tea for the two of them himself.

Drinking tea in your spare time, but not in front of your friends, is indescribably weird.

Putting down the tea cup, Lehong looked at the old man in Qingweidao: "I have two questions. I wonder if you can answer them?"

"can."

"Who took the lead in what happened back then, and who took the Infant Spirit Pill that I refined."

A complex look flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and then he sighed softly: "My fellow Taoist's actions are harmful to the peace of the world, and we are taking action to defend the Taoist. Why should my fellow Taoist dwell on this matter?"

The two had known each other for a long time and had dealt with each other countless times. He knew Lehong very well about the evil leader. Although he acted unethically, he was upright and aboveboard, and he belonged to the type of evil hero.

If you are on the right path, you should be a respected senior.

Nahe~
"If you are just defending your morals, I have no complaints, but I hate being used as a pawn."

A murderous intent flashed in Lehong's eyes, filling the Taoist palace, causing cold sweat to appear on the foreheads of all the Taoists in the Taoist palace.

This is the number one master in Songjian Mansion, the master of the evil way, and the head of the Yinhun Sect.

The old Taoist frowned when he saw this, then glanced at the Taoists and sighed: "Forget it, fellow Taoists will know it sooner or later, even if it comes from the mouth of the old Taoist."

Hearing this, Lehong regained his momentum.

All the Taoists also pricked up their ears, as if there was something more hidden about what happened that year.

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(End of this chapter)