The indescribable Taoist Lord

The days passed quickly, but not that fast.

After Zhang Qinghe had completely dealt with these trivial matters, the ten days before Li Shaobai's retreat was approaching.

During these days, when he had nothing to do during the day and night, he had been standing ten miles in front of Beiyin Mountain, looking at the cottage at the foot of the mountain for several hours.

The shady mountains are still covered with dark clouds, which are constantly stirred by the dark thunder between the mountain tops, like the wrath of the sky. The mountain is actually extremely high. For many days, Zhang Qinghe has not dared or wanted to stare at the mountain that is pressing down on Taihao's destiny. It is only now that he has the courage to face that mountain. The confidence of the mountain.

Under the spiritual vision, Beiyin Mountain is naturally terrifying. Between the mountains of flesh and blood with dense skin folds, there is a thick umbilical cord of flesh and blood that he has never seen before. It is looming and pointed directly at its center. .

Before Zhang Qinghe's soul status was improved by the influence of the Confucian Society's preaching, he couldn't see it clearly - even now, he only feels that the thing exists here, rhythmizing and breathing between heaven and earth, but no matter what It is also impossible to see its whole picture.

This is a kind of self-protection - everything around him that can resist erosion is protecting him. It's not that he doesn't have the ability to see clearly, but that he can't bear the consequences after seeing clearly.

This is not some demon phantom, or a mechanism where gods and gods in the sky follow rules and instincts.

But truly, with the compassion of an immortal god's "self-will".

With the divine grace at this point, Shou Yongzi is truly blessed to have cultivated for a lifetime.

After Zhang Qinghe stared at the shady mountain, he began to look at the link silently. The link was there, but Zhang Qinghe's eyes were hazy.

"It's so high."

After watching it for a long time, he felt a little emotional.

Not to mention the high sky, even the mountains of flesh and blood in front of him made Zhang Qinghe lament his own insignificance all the time.

The mountain breathes with the entire Tahotian, and even if it is trapped and locked, it is still tainted by magic at all times. This kind of erosion occurs regardless of day or night, but it only appears during the day. Zhang Qinghe always feels that there is a reason.

But...he couldn't think of it for the time being, and now he had no time to think about it.

"Sir, you are exposed late at night. Although you are a monk, the charm of this mountain gives me a bad feeling. Let's go back early."

Guo Sicheng looked at Zhang Qinghe standing silently, and naturally knew how many thoughts were going on in this young boy's heart. Most of them were thoughts. As for what Zhang Qinghe thought and how he acted, that was not his responsibility. It's over.

Facing this mountain, Zhang Qinghe naturally would not come alone. There was a jade slip girl in the mysterious bag, and Guo Sicheng was often with him. He cherished his life. Xu Huaijin was forced to the end now. He depended on the things in the mountain for his life. Naturally, he would not be so unreliable.

"Lao Guo... where do you think all the gods in the sky will live?"

Zhang Qinghe didn't pay attention to Guo Sicheng's dissuasion. With his physique, it was normal to feel frightened when facing the mountain at night. Zhang Qinghe even felt that with Wenchang Xingjun's acting style, it would take a lot of effort to send him here. By banning Guo Sicheng's soul, even if it weren't for Guo Sicheng, he would be the safest person in the entire Taohaotian.

A while ago... the "rightful master" came out once. Now this Guo Sicheng is not important. That "Guo Sicheng" is the great master that Wenchang spent all his efforts to invite.

"Back to the young master, Lao Guo, I haven't read many books, but it is said in the play that Lingguan is a residence, Xingjun is a residence, and the three at the top are also a residence."

Guo Sicheng smiled. He did not shy away from talking about these things, but he was a little confused. He didn't know why Zhang Qinghe asked about these things - after all, no matter how special his physique was, he could not feel the chaos and infection spread between heaven and earth. of ties.

Zhang Qinghe even felt that that strange sense of holiness could even convert a great saint in an instant.

"who!"

Just as Zhang Qinghe was thinking about it, Guo Sicheng stopped shouting. Sitting in front of this mountain made him extremely insecure, so his soul was always paying attention to the surrounding vegetation. Even in a place like Tahaotian, close to the Immortal Forbidden City of Beiyin Mountain, no vegetation or trees around him could get around him. This is a pair of tricks.

The man's spiritual aura was surging around him, and a bloody immortal general's image was about to condense out from behind him. Zhang Qinghe could even see the vague outline. The veteran's murderous aura accumulated over hundreds of years was even worse than that of Yan Xi. Nothing less.

"Stop."

Zhang Qinghe stopped Guo Sicheng's movements. His soul was comparable to the only state. If Guo Sicheng could feel the person coming, he would naturally notice it.

You must know that the most notorious method of Tiangong method is the all-pervasive breathing method. If a person masters the method of concealing breath, he will be able to easily see when others hide their breath.

Moreover, the purpose of the visitor hiding his aura is not to prevent them from discovering it.

"Why are you here, Mr. Xu?"

Zhang Qinghe bowed, and Guo Sicheng beside him was a little embarrassed - he had just arrived in Tahaotian, and he was either cleaning Zhang Qinghe's Peach Blossom Villa or going to Chang'an City to secretly guide Li Ping'an in his practice. Regarding the incident, I had no communication with the master from Chang'an School at all.

Zhang Qinghe was not surprised, but Guo Sicheng's response did scare him a little - wasn't it Tahaotian, was it worthy of such a big reaction?

"This general who is protecting you has the same temperament as you, and he is a man of war.

But it's a good thing to be vigilant. The reason why Chang'an School is in this situation is because of its complete trust in one person. "

Xu Jianshan gave Zhang Qinghe a knife in time, causing him to take a look at himself - it was indeed the case. If someone came silently, he might be more radical than Guo Sicheng.

"You were talking about...the residence of the gods and gods?"

Xu Jianshan's clear face furrowed his brows, showing a thoughtful look, and he silently recited -

"Shou Yongzi asked about spiritual practice, and the Taoist Master said: The secret of mystery lies in gaining the universal nature; in cultivating the truth and understanding the Tao, it lies in seeing the gods.

The gods are not in the ordinary way, have no permanent name, and cannot be explained. If you think about it, you will eliminate the false, and if you often recite it, you will retain the true. Respectfully chant to the Heavenly Lord of the Taixuan Shengmiao Beginning Realm, the Heavenly Lord of the Taiyuan Dongming Dao Realm, and the Taixu Inductive Transformation Realm Heavenly Lord. The three venerables also gave birth to 129,600 fruits, one of which is called Qian..."

"You should be familiar with this, right?"

Zhang Qinghe Zheng nodded - "It's the first generation of "Tianzun Suwen's Explanation of Taoism and Induction of Gods""

"Yes." Xu Jianshan nodded. Hearing Zhang Qinghe call Shou Yongzi the "first generation" instead of the "first generation saint master", he, the most disciplined person, no longer reacted.

What supports him now is just the white-clothed master who is in seclusion under the hut at the foot of the shadowy mountain, not the cultural inheritance in Chang'an School.

If a context is fundamentally wrong, then what is there to stick to?

Xu Jianshan was tossed and turned in this strange circle. These days, he even wandered in the Confucian society, trying to find the answer from this "Confucianism".

"This skill is a skill that students who enter Chang'an School must be exposed to when they start practicing.

The three venerable ones also gave birth to 129,600 fruits.

Among them, 36,000 fruits reside in the Star Heaven, and 93,500 fruits reside in the Lingguan Heaven.

This fruit is the meaning of Tao fruit. According to the meaning of the first generation, the upper immortal gods live in the star heaven and the lower immortal gods live in the Lingguan heaven. "

Xu Jianshan also began to look at the mountain. Although in his eyes, the demonic mountain filled with black mist was not as disgusting as Zhang Qinghe knew, he still had quite complicated emotions in his heart.

"Xingchen Tian... Lingguan Tian..." Zhang Qinghe silently wrote it down.

"What kind of Tao and fruit has Shou Yongzi achieved?"

Zhang Qinghe asked calmly, waiting for Xu Jianshan's answer.

He thought of the few people who practiced the "Heavenly Questionnaire", whose souls were distorted and alienated into such incomprehensible deformities, as well as Chu Fengge and Xu Dong, the prototypes were all the same with the brilliance of literature, as if they lived in the concept of context. The terrifying immortal god above.

He moves and adjusts the true knowledge and humanity between heaven and earth with his spreading tentacles, as if he occupies the source of that place.

"Of course he took the Dao Fruit of Wenchang Xingjun... and flew away."

Xu Jianshan didn't know what was going on, so he responded slowly. The middle-aged husband seemed to have become thinner and thinner in the past few days. The wind blew against him, and the empty robe seemed to be wrapped with an old bamboo.

When the word "ascension" was mentioned, he looked at the Beiyin Mountain that seemed to grow out of the underworld with a complicated expression.

"Wenchang..."

There was a slight wrinkle between Zhang Qing and Zhu Chi's mark. Li Shaobai had mentioned to him before that the "Heaven Questionnaire" left by Shou Yongzi in Chang'an School was based on the Tao of Wenchang Xingjun. Why did Shou Yongzi create it again? Did you come out with "Tianzun's Explanation of the Tao and Induction of Gods"?

Even if he has practiced to a certain level, according to the book, he will not be able to see the so-called "three deities" that are incomprehensible, encompass the entire Zhongtian Dao, and occupy the source of the Heavenly Dao in the great world.

"May I ask, sir, where do the three deities live?"

"Tian Du Tian, ​​according to rumors...except for the Five Emperors and a few Star Lords, even the spiritual officials are unable to understand and see through it. It is the origin of Zhong Tian."

After Xu Jianshan answered Zhang Qinghe's questions in detail, he immediately asked Zhang Qinghe again——

"But why exactly, Zhang Shaolang, can you tell me what exactly is the reason?"

——Xu Jian Shanrao couldn't figure out why the figure he regarded as the sage of literature and Taoism was really lingering in the shadowy mountain, accompanying his disciples all day long.

Is it possible that the deeds of attaining Wenchang Daoguo are just posthumous decorations? Is it possible that Shou Yongzi did not ascend to immortality at all back then, but that he was about to expire and used the evil method to survive?

He could understand Xu Huaijin's matter. He was deeply hurt by his illness, and he was enduring pain like the tearing of the great road all day long, and he was about to turn away. And this kind of situation always makes people unwilling to accept it.

Life and death are the most important events in life. In the face of such important events, it is not surprising that even an ordinary "gentleman" would break through the bottom line of morality for the sake of a meager hope.

Xu Jianshan stared at the strange and secret Tao and reason in his heart that was suppressed with all his strength, and even prayed that it would increase even slightly because of his own speculation, but that thing just kept shouting and roaring at him, making him dizzy. Dizziness and nausea.

"Sir, you shouldn't pay attention to these unimportant things now. In any case, things in the mountains should be shoveled away."

Zhang Qinghe naturally knew that this was not an "insignificant" matter, but at the moment, he could only guide Xu Jianshan in this way.

There are many things in the world that can only be regarded as secrets forever and cannot be revealed. If they are revealed, it will only make people more desperate and unable to find a way to continue to face the world.

Moreover, the strength of the mysterious truth in Xu Jianshan's inner lake has reached the limit that Xu Jianshan can bear. If he goes further, he will collapse, pushing Xu Jianshan's physical body and soul to merge, and begin irreversible alienation. The so-called "divine nature" that is twisted and chaotic and indifferent to all living beings will be aroused in an instant, gnawing away every bit of human nature. No bones or scraps can be found.

"Shovel it off...yes, it should be shoveled away. It has to be shoveled away after all." Xu Jianshan murmured.

"However, with the awe-inspiring energy you brought from Xiao Xuantian, the Immortal Forbidden City has been stabilized. Why can't we find out the saint first...Xu Huaijin, on the contrary, is so ambitious."

Zhang Qinghe shook his head.

"No one can force a peak saint to show his face, but people can hide everywhere, but the mountain is particularly easy to find.

Besides, the mountain is always there. I am not at ease, and neither is Mr. Shaobai. "

"Xu Sheng's cultivation has seriously regressed, and he is no longer a peak saint."

"I think he should be again now."

Xu Jianshan was a little shocked when he heard this and was silent for a while. After a while, he asked -

"Is this the decision made by Xiao Xuantian?"

Xu Jianshan has now acquiesced that behind Zhang Qinghe is the entire Xiao Xuantian. From the moment Zhang Qinghe entered the school, it was an extremely important secret planted by Li Mo and even Li Er.

But now, he also feels that he has nothing to do with him. After all, everyone has the same purpose, which is to deal with the mountain or things related to the mountain.

Seeing that Zhang Qinghe did not shy away from Guo Sicheng, he thought that this was the guardian appointed by the Li family, and slowly said a secret -

"Does Mr. Zhang know how many peak saints there are in Chang'an School?"

"Three peak saints, one giant of Taoism." Zhang Qinghe slowly said that he was born in the world.

If an ordinary near-immortal family has one of the top saints, they are already at the top of the world. If a Taoist family has three of the top saints, they can be respected for a while.

"Wrong, there is only one statue, except for the great sage Pingzi who is wandering in the sky. We, the masters who call themselves 'gentlemen', have told a huge lie for thousands of years.

It seems you don't know clearly.

However, the Li family should already know about this matter, otherwise they would not be plotting against Chang'an School for the time being. "

Zhang Qinghe was a little surprised. He had been thinking about it before. The fifth generation was "dead", so why the rumored third and fourth generations did not come forward to take charge of the overall situation. Even if they were in seclusion, some rumors had to spread. As for It is naturally self-evident who the remaining saint is - he just "died".

Xu Jianshan continued speaking——

"Since Pingzi and Prince Yin set up the Immortal Confinement in Beiyin Mountain, for thousands of years, the mountain has not been eradicated, but Taihaotian wants that mountain to disappear more than anyone else."

There was a hint of recollection in the eyes of this solemn master——

"The Holy Masters of the third generation and the Holy Masters of the fourth generation are both true saints. They have a thousand years of life in a void, three thousand in a hole, and nearly ten thousand saints. However, the two sages suffered injuries in their prime of life. .”

"Then they all turned into Tao and returned to heaven and earth?"

Zhang Qinghe asked doubtfully.

"Since the third generation, every generation of saint masters has resolutely entered the Beiyin Mountain when the end is approaching, hoping to purge the...evil.

Even before the deadline of three generations, he entered the mountain alone, which caused upheavals for several years before returning to peace. The saint's realm destroyed all the evil spirits in the surrounding area of ​​Beiyin, and it persisted for a long time, so that in a thousand years, there was no one around Beiyin Mountain. Grass and trees, where the Confucius’ Cottage you see now is the foothills that were razed to the ground at that time.

This mountain was not so small originally. It was as huge as a pillar in the sky.

The First Sage used his abilities to repel Beiyin Mountain here without damaging Taihaotian and Immortal Forbidden City.

A master who has studied deeply once said that Beiyin Mountain is no longer in the middle of the sky, but outside the sky. The rocks, vegetation and trees all have the characteristics of mixed caves and cannot be damaged.

In a sense, when the ancestors entered the mountain, every time they passed a plant and tree, there was a hole in the way. Every time they stepped over a stone, it was equivalent to killing a major cultivator. The ancestors killed thousands of holes. After killing countless Daxiu, he finally stayed on the mountain.

Originally, this mountain looked no different from the rest of the Qingshan peaks. The ancestors killed off the flowers and trees on the mountain and cut off its veins, turning it into an isolated peak, which made it worthy of its name.

In the end, it actually became a kind of inheritance. When the time is approaching for saints above Hundong, they go into the mountains. Even if they can't change the mountains, it's still good if they can pick up a few stones.

If it weren't for the fact that the Li family seemed to have a solution to the mountain problem, I would have been buried in that mountain thousands of years later. "

Xu Jianshan's words did not contain any warm emotion, but Zhang Qinghe thought of a lot, and his thoughts turned into a sigh——

"So it's like this. Don't the two sages think that simply sealing the mountain to Taohao Tian is not enough?"

"For the sake of future generations and for the sake of living beings, we cannot be content with the status quo. If the ban subsides, how will Chang'an City and Xian Tang deal with themselves?

Moreover, Zhang Shaolang naturally didn't know, and even many of his descendants who had recently become masters no longer knew that since before the four generations of sages came to the mountain, this mountain needed to be guarded all the time during the day.

The peace and tranquility of Chang'an School today can be said to have been brought about by the ancestors. "

Xu Jianshan said firmly, as if since the collapse of their faith, the two of them had found some perseverance.

"Besides... ten years ago, there was indeed a problem with the Immortal Forbidden City."

Zhang Qinghe said thoughtfully.

"Yes...if it is as terrifying as it was two thousand years ago, then the things inside would have escaped long ago and become a disaster."

Xu Jianshan forced a smile——

"I just didn't expect that it would be Xu Huaijin's own handiwork. He would embark on a completely different path.

However, in reality, no one, let alone anyone, would force him to go up the mountain before his deadline. It was his own thought of an early death date. "

"No, he has always been forced to be ethical, literary, and gentlemanly...

There are many such people. "

Zhang Qinghe explained something, but had no intention of explaining to Xu Huaijin.

"I can figure it out. Everyone knows that Xu Nieyu is a master of the talisman formation. In time, he can be compared to Prince Yin. However, few people know who taught him the talisman formation."

When Xu Jianshan talked about this, his originally dull eyes seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of horror lit up, and a look of horror appeared on his originally thin and solemn face——

"No! There is something wrong with the "Zhou Tian Shen Forbidden" that was taken all the way from the secret realm of the East China Sea! The news was obtained from Xu Zhiyu, and the prohibition was implemented jointly with the two as the core.

Something is bound to happen! "

Xu Jianshan has seen these days that under the influence of Haoran's righteousness, the Immortal Restriction in Chang'an School has become more and more stable. He was a little relieved at first, but when he thought about the backup plan left by Xu Huaijin, he was inexplicably surprised and was about to set up Feihong. I want to put the truth together in Wang Xuan's hands.

"It doesn't matter... this matter should have been known a long time ago. Mr. Xu himself said before that the mountain is just a projection. To solve the problem from the root, we have to wait until the thing in the mountain loses its temper and runs out on its own."

"How will Taihaotian deal with itself? The void of Taihaotian is fragile, but it can withstand such a level of existence. Even though you have the strength to match it, if Taihotian is destroyed, the school's inheritance will be cut off."

What worries Xu Jianshan the most is this - literary education can change and books can be burned. However, if there is no trace of Chang'an School's existence and disappears into Zhongtian, then Xu Jianshan's reasons for protecting Li Shaobai will be reduced by half. .

"This gentleman, don't worry, the entire Tahotian... is this man's inner lake...

Besides, it was not easy for Him to come down. He had to find a support and start from scratch. "

Zhang Qinghe stared at the hut with its back to the shady mountain. He sat quietly facing the mountain day and night. It's funny to say that Wang Zhixin couldn't think of any reason, but he sorted out many clues and figured out many joints.

For example, why did the person in Beiyin Mountain choose the lineage of Tiangong Nantian Emperor to cooperate——

Obviously, if Shou Yongzi goes to the outer world again, meets Wenchang, and is in harmony with the Taoist fruit, there is no need to say much about the result.

The monks in Zhongtian had already been divided into steamed cakes by the immortals and gods in the sky when they were observing the Dharma. This should be abiding by the rules and irreversible. However...

Shou Yongzi is a Taoist, and a Taoist is a fragrant steamed bun. Who wouldn’t want it? The immortal god standing behind Emperor Nantian naturally came to the door at this time, and maybe gave the first-generation saint master a better choice, a choice that could survive.

“People’s hearts have desires, and so do the gods and immortals.”

This incident is enough to prove that there is no true omnipotence and omniscience in their twisted and chaotic divinity, at least not for these star kings and spiritual officials.

Zhang Qinghe stretched out silently. The newly born golden crow rose from the east side of the Taohao sky, illuminating the strange trees and the fleshy and pus-like rocks back to their original appearance, leaving only the mountain standing quietly. , Mo Yun and Yin Lei remain the same.

Zhang Qinghe stood in the purple air that came from the morning. He did not feel the slightest warmth, but felt a chill down his spine. He originally imagined a saint struggling on the edge of alienation, trying to stay awake half the time every day. , half the time he fell into chaos and madness, so peace and purity alternated with weird and dirty, making him finally feel that Shou Yongzi was pitiful.

However, after listening to Xu Jianshan talking about some secrets, especially when he mentioned that before the two saints entered the mountain, the influence of the mountain was present day and night, Xu Jianshan thought of great achievements, while Zhang Qinghe thought of the problem that he had been thinking about before - —

He now understands that alienation is never based on human will. It is a general trend that makes people despair. Apart from him, only the immortal gods can solve the things brought by the immortal gods.

The so-called tranquility and peace during the day is nothing but the power of the great sun that shines into the Taohao sky. It comes from the great existence of a certain deity whom he often interacts with and sees many lackeys, but does not know his name.

That black figure, as bright as the sun, and wildly twisted, could stop Shou Yongzi's tendency to alienate himself in the mountains towards the prototype of Wenchang Xingjun in just one thought. This was just... to rescue him from the mountains, and then return to the mountain. Zhongtian’s method!

Because only by bringing back the alienation a little bit, Shou Yongzi's soul can not instantly trigger the violent alienation of the physical body after taking over Li Shaobai's body, and finally stay at a level where it can stay in the human world.

It seems that this deal... was reached after the two saints entered the mountain and caused Shou Yongzi to lose a lot of energy.

Zhang Qinghe suppressed these speculations in his heart and let out a long breath.

"It's dawn, has Mr. Xu got the answer?"

He knew the purpose of Xu Jianshan's visit, and wanted to ask him why he didn't let him state the fact that Xu Huaijin was not dead. After wandering around for a long time, Zhang Qinghe also told him in a simple way - Xu Huaijin was only left here to catch fish. The giant creature after his birth.

However, regardless of whether Xu Jianshan is satisfied or not, Zhang Qinghe happened to guess the answer he wanted through the things Xu Jianshan left - although the details are still rough, but since it can be explained, it is almost the same in a place like Zhongtian.

——That’s right, everything has to be thought of in a bad direction.

"I know what you are going to do. I hope you are sure of it."

Xu Jianshan was expressionless, but Zhang Qinghe felt that he seemed a little lonely.

"Things are busy in the school, so I went there first."

Seeing that Zhang Qinghe had no intention of moving, he first set up the Changhong and flew away. Zhang Qinghe bowed in the distance.

Guo Sicheng didn't say anything from beginning to end. He just watched and listened silently. The message in Beiyin Mountain really had no impact on him. He just saw that Zhang Qinghe was done with things, so he slowly asked for instructions——

"Sir, are we going back now?"

His nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages really makes him unwilling to stay here any longer.

"I don't feel well?"

"Oh? How bad is it? Is it worth going through Zhen'an Pass?" Zhang Qinghe asked with interest.

"It's worse than the time at Zhen'an Pass."

Guo Sicheng scratched his head, thought for a long time, and finally said this. He has experienced a lot of distrust, but those who believed in him survived in the end, just like the tiger in Zhen'an Pass who got together with him and became the captain.

Xiaowei, he is not a big or small official. If he had not been willing to protect Zhang Qinghe and get a lot of land in his hometown, the man at home would have been extremely happy.

Guo Sicheng's thoughts were a little divergent.

Zhang Qinghe laughed heartily after hearing this——

"That's pretty good."

Guo Sicheng was about to burst into tears. How could this be good? This was obviously very bad. Not to mention Beiyin Mountain, he felt uncomfortable in the whole of Taihaotian. If he didn't have to protect Zhang Qinghe, he wouldn't have come here. The place of Hades.

Zhang Qinghe smiled...

"What are you afraid of? Zhen'an, you feel so bad, but you still survived. Even if you feel worse this time, it's not a big deal."

Zhang Qinghe had already foreseen what a shocking event was about to happen, but he was not afraid, but he was still not sure about saving Li Shaobai.

In these days, he has completely replaced the resources obtained from Zhenan with elixirs. Although Wenchang Xingjun cleared the scene and assigned him many thugs, the probability of him taking action is not high, but he is afraid that something will happen when the time comes. If there is any unexpected situation, I have to bite the bullet and deal with it.

After all, you can never trust Wenchang Xingjun!

"Then young master, shall we go?"

Guo Sicheng asked tentatively - he felt like he was returning home when he stayed here, and he couldn't control himself.

"You go back to the yard..."

Guo Sicheng's eyes lit up, and after spending the whole night in this infiltrating place, he could finally go back.

However, Zhang Qinghe's next words made Guo Sicheng stumble, almost losing his balance.

"Bring me a horse..."

"Ah...then do I have to come back?" For the first time, Guo Sicheng did not immediately follow the orders of his "Zhen'an Marshal".

"Of course you have to come back, and you have to come back soon."

Zhang Qinghe thought to himself, "If you, Guo Sicheng, don't come back, if Xu Huaijin comes back and the Taiyin is not strong enough, where can I go to reason with you?"

He himself is squatting here for a day or two, and he doesn't believe that he can't wait until that shabby thing attacks Mr. Shaobai.

Breaking through the mixed hole, the movement was huge.

Originally, he thought that as long as he was taken care of at night, he would be safe, but after some reasoning today, he found that the risk was greatest during the day...

"No...it must do it in the daytime, because only in the daytime, the immortal god can restrain Shou Yongzi's alienation with the help of the golden crow that shines into Tahaotian. It's really a good plan...

It happened to divert the attention of some interested people. I wonder if Wenchang Xingjun had thought of this part. "

Guo Sicheng came back late, and Zhang Qinghe slowly sat on the sandalwood stool he brought over, holding his chin and watching.

…

"It seems that he really discovered that daytime is the most dangerous time, and even guessed the rough reason behind Shou Yongzi's incident."

The gray-robed saint silently read his own obituary in the unknown high sky of Jisheng Peak, and then toasted a glass of mourning wine to the fake god in white robes around him.

Following the flow of people on the Holy Peak, the flesh shell that he had used for many years was burned silently by dozens of Hung Cave Saints using spiritual fire, and the kind expression on his face was still clearly visible.

Those who came and went were all Mingsu with the same name from major aristocratic families, and many of them were old friends he traveled with when he was young, or the descendants of old friends.

Of course Li Tuizhi didn't come. How could he come to express condolences to an evil lackey? Moreover, this man deliberately killed his heir.

It's simply... it's simply irreconcilable...

Xu Huaijin looked at the real or unreal sadness on the faces of these people, and neither sighed nor became depressed. Their faces remained calm and unruffled, and the peace accumulated over thousands of years was undoubtedly revealed.

If the students are sad, it is because they were infected by the atmosphere, or they have special concerns about Chang'an School; if the saints and teachers are sad, it is because they did not see what he did. Now that things have happened, the only one who truly mourns for him is himself.

The monk sitting opposite him wore a plain face with a beautiful beard and a curl of red hair on his forehead. He looked elegant. His slender figure was even more elegant with his white robe.

"He's pretty good, but he thinks a little too much."

"It's a good thing to think more. Those things won't be left to him like me."

At this moment, Xu Huaijin no longer looked like an old man, but turned around, as if he had lived three to five hundred years in vain, and his white hair was slightly green.

"The thing that occupied Zhou Yu's body earlier was somewhat aware of it, and I made some corrections. After all, his planning was a bit immature and rough. It was more that he used the good cards in his hand to catch those things off guard. .

What's more, this card is passed by you one by one. "

The Holy Master was a little worried, as if he was really worried about his students or future generations.

"Where is this? He needs to grow up."

Wenchang Xingjun smiled.

"That thing in the mountain is quite generous. He recreated the body and gave you so much longevity." Wenchang Xingjun joked, and then drank the funeral wine of the dying saint in one gulp.

"Gift? He has no choice, not to mention that these all come with a price." Xu Huaijin was quite sad...

"When He comes out, He will give more, and your problem will almost be completely solved."

Wenchang Xingjun poured himself a cup from the pot again, as if he was talking about some idle women from the countryside who had short-lived parents.

Li Mo was afraid that he would never have thought of it - Wenchang Xingjun casually said "I'm looking for someone to cooperate", and it was this person he was looking for.

"That's an understatement."

"The teacher once said that after you are in debt, the more direct and effective way than to collect the money and run away is to hack the creditor to death."

Wenchang Xingjun kept circling the hair between his fingers, which seemed free and freehand and a bit poetic, but the words in his mouth were a bit vulgar.

"Is it interesting to read your own obituary?" Wenchang smiled again.

"It's a good idea to take a look in advance, I'm going there soon."

"You don't have to go."

"I have to go. You came to see me ten years ago. After I embarked on this path, I had already decided to go."

After hearing this, Wenchang put down the wine glass neatly, feeling a little boring.

“That’s really boring.

After all, I didn't play well in this round. "

Xu Huaijin was indifferent, not at all like the crazy, desperate old man in front of Xu Jianshan - his eyes seemed to be so indifferent to life and death that he could even take the initiative to end his life.

"It's been raining pretty well."

The old man's tone was easy-going, as if he was speaking happily to a promising junior.

Wenchang stood up lonely, drew a portal in the void, and was about to step back. However, he hesitated for a moment and asked Xu Huaijin——

"Lao Xu, do you regret it?"

After all, the old saint's expression froze and he was silent for a long time. Shi Shiran put down the obituary in his hand——

"The path of our predecessors will not work."