The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Of course we are not afraid of the black mist, but if these things escape into Taohao, there will be more risks for many people with souls and evil things."

Zhang Qinghe held his sword across his chest, intending to stop these ghosts.

"Are you going to save those old scholars or Li Shaobai?"

Guo Sicheng stopped and asked.

"Oh, it turns out I'm here to save my husband. That's okay."

After Guo Sicheng heard what he said, he didn't see him move. The sword was still horizontal, as if he still wanted to cut down the thing coming out of the black mist.

"Hey..."

The military man sighed and stopped the space. As he thought about it, the invisible realm expanded around itself, and the void dispersed the layers of black mist like water waves, even clearing a clear area at the foot of the mountain to the east of Beiyin Mountain. Come empty.

"What's the point of saving or not, they...sigh..."

Zhang Qinghe put away his sword lightly, as if he had expected that Guo Sicheng would take action, and walked forward cautiously.

Guo Sicheng naturally knew that Zhang Qinghe's purpose was to lure him to take action. After all, a strong man with a mysterious background was better than him foolishly taking action by clearing the place.

"Lao Guo, what you said is wrong. To be saved... whether to be saved or not is the beginning of the outcome. How can we discuss the outcome regardless of the origin?"

Zhang Qinghe didn't care what Guo Sicheng's state was. He never had a submissive temperament towards people he knew well, and he dared to teach him a lesson.

Guo Sicheng was startled.

"Exactly what you would say."

"Of course, if I can only choose one of the two, then I will choose Mr. Shaobai without hesitation."

Zhang Qinghe's compassionate persona didn't last for a few breaths before it completely collapsed while everyone was talking up the mountain together.

"More like it."

The Immortal Forbidden City closed without any trace, and along with everyone's footsteps, Guo Sicheng's voice gradually disappeared into the gloomy mountain.

"coming."

In the temple on the top of the shady mountain, Xu Huaijin stood beside Shou Yongzi with a respectful look on his face, while Li Shaobai crossed his knees with dull eyes, as if he was the only clay doll in the temple.

This temple is very low and narrow, like a small house that is about to collapse. The broken tiles and bricks on the ground indicate that it has experienced some major turmoil.

The golden paint of the saint's statue in the temple was peeling off miserably. After the whitewash on his face was peeled off by the years, his expression of compassion became strange and ferocious.

The area around the temple is more desolate and lonely than any other place in Beiyin Mountain, as if there is an eternal loneliness and sadness.

Shou Yongzi is very different from the statue of an old man with outstanding integrity standing in the temple in Tahao Tianli. He looks like a young man - although he looks like a literary gentleman, he is not serious.

"Huaijin, no one has been here for a long time."

Shou Yongzi smiled. What Xu Huaijin saw was just a projection of his soul. With the help of the Golden Crow, he could breathe freely during the day. Otherwise, he would have been entangled with the foreign matter in Wenchang Daoguo and would not be able to retain his humanity at all. of Qingming.

"The first person to come to this temple was my disciple, who built this house for me. The ones who came to see me later were my disciples and grandsons who I watched grow up, my disciples' descendants, and my blood descendants. .

In the past three thousand years... there have been a total of five people who have set foot in this house before you. "

"The Patriarch said, five people?"

"Yes, five people."

Xu Huaijin insisted on the etiquette that a junior should have and said no more - this was actually a bit ironic in the eyes of others, an old man bowing a gift to a young man.

"The one I remember the most is the fifth one. From an ethical point of view, he should call me ancestor, but the way he came to the door was the most inappropriate.

The blood of my veins is very popular. When he came to the temple, he was already exhausted. He used the last shred of his sanity to scrape off a ray of gold paint on my holy statue. "

Shou Yongzi looked at Li Shaobai carefully.

"It can be seen that in the past three thousand years, I have never had a guest here, and this is your first time.

Well, look, they've made such a mess here that I don't even have room to entertain you two. "

Shou Yongzi squinted his eyes in annoyance.

"Huai Jin is terrified."

"His father's talent is astonishing. When he came to him, with his thin Tao fetus blood, if I hadn't suppressed him, he would have even found his own path to Tao and Guo. He would be worthy of being a talent of ten thousand years."

"Shaobai's aptitude is amazing, he might be able to achieve Taoism."

"Daoguo? Haha..."

Shou Yongzi smiled.

"Three thousand years ago, I stayed in the human world and refused to go up or to the west, so my disciples built this temple for me.

I know him, he actually has compassion.

The original intention was that it would be better to trap me here as a prisoner for eternity than to become a snack on the dinner plate. But when I was kneading those pickled things in my soul, I was thinking...

I have lived this life and saved so many people. Why did I end up in this situation? Even after being locked up, my disciples, my descendants, ran into this prison one by one, treating me like an enemy and wishing I had never existed.

What do they call me? Magic shell! Treat me as a stain caused by "Shou Yongzi".

But what did the so-called magic shell do wrong? I just want to live.

I saved so many people, so I didn't deserve to die, and if I had survived, I would have been able to save more people.

Huaijin, I like you very much, because we are the same kind of people, and I think you understand me. "

"Ancestor, you are right."

Xu Huaijin lowered his head.

"Well, I'm getting old...and I haven't had guests for a long time, so I talk a lot. Please forgive me."

Shou Yongzi seemed very friendly. He suddenly realized that what he said was a bit verbose and smiled at Xu Huaijin.

"I originally thought this would be it for the rest of my life, but when the Fourth Generation, your master, came, someone came with him and brought me a new choice."

"It turns out that this is the fifth person that the ancestor mentioned."

"That thing's mask is pretty good. Even I didn't realize it until it entered the temple."

"So the Patriarch cooperated with them?"

"Cooperate?... They are evil creatures, and their ultimate goal is to swallow my fetal blood. After all, they cannot cooperate."

Shou Yongzi explained.

"It was a use. So after that day, Tahotian's Golden Crow became a little different... My clear soul projection was able to come out and take a breath in the daytime."

"Huaijin boldly asked, if you return to the world through Shaobai, how will you treat the common people?"

"You have read "Pingzi", what did my disciple say, and what did I say?"

Shou Yongzi paused and looked at Xu Nieyu with admiration.

"Zi Pingzi said: Good deeds have no great or small qualities, and people have closeness and distance.

The sage Shou Yongzi said: It is better to give up small good deeds in order to strive for greater good deeds. "

"When I return, I will follow my path and save the people again to make up for today's loss."

Shou Yongzi said lightly, looking at Li Shaobai with eyes full of regret and pain, as if this could heal the temporary ugliness...