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Chapter [-] [The past of Qingyun]

The mountain behind the cross slope.

This Qingyunmen mansion is located on a small slope in front of the mountain.

This was repaired by Wu Daodao ten years ago. As for the source of the money...you can guess it by thinking about what this guy did when he first met Chen Nuo.

However, this is not the real old house of Qingyunmen.

It's exasperating to say the least.

This new house was originally a ruined temple.There is no official registration book, even in the countryside, I don’t know how much it cost for a wild temple.

The history is no longer available.

Later, it became a place of worship for the nearby villagers - incense, of course it is not good.

Villagers are very practical. Among the hometowns of Huaxia, the first thing to bear the brunt is to worship ancestors, especially in the countryside, where clans have their own ancestral halls for worship.

It's like a training ground.

"I said, you're not bad." Yunyin smiled: "I'm not some old monster who doesn't know the world. I have a deeper understanding of the world than you. I have lived in the West for many years."

Then, Yunyin stood on the left side of the second courtyard, looking at the scene in front of him, standing there, but motionless...

The main hall of the main hall in front of the head is already empty, and the pillars on both sides are covered with vines.

The two dilapidated tile-roofed houses in Yemiao were bulldozed by Wu Daodao on the same day.

The middle-aged woman laughed strangely, looked at Yunyin, and shook her head slowly: "What you said is too funny.

How can there be a martial arts master who is kicked by a donkey?
Later, it was discovered that Wu Dao was not good at fighting, but he would look to fortune-telling and Feng Shui.

In this world, there are guns and cannons, as well as aircraft and tanks, no matter how strong you are, there are missiles and nuclear weapons...

Come here in the middle of the night to touch our ancestral house, you have to tell us your identity, right?
If you really refuse to tell me, I will go back to sleep.Although there are no mosquitoes in autumn, the wind in the mountains is still quite cold. "

"Don't be a dragon, a crocodile is a crocodile." The middle-aged woman shook her head and said coldly, "Who are you? Can you tell me now?"

Then it took a lot of construction work, and it took more than half a year to repair a large courtyard.

I heard that the old houses of the primary school in the village and the bluestone strips used to lay the foundations were all recovered from the ruins.

There were also people who knelt in front of the mountain gate following the plots in the book, and then were dragged home by their own old people with blackened noses and swollen faces with the soles of their shoes.

Originally, the young people in the village thought that Wu Daodao had some magical skills, and they were still very curious about Wu Daodao.

It was only later that before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was burned during the war.

Her words were very soft, but in her tone, it seemed that she was trying to suppress her anger.

After a long time, she said shyly, "You... how do you know?"

Yunyin smiled lightly: "It's true that the immortal rope was torn apart by me."

"Ok?"

If it was summer, the verdant mountains stretched for more than ten miles, and looked quite imposing.

So, just like this, you picked it up, he picked it up, and slowly, even the ruins disappeared.

This kind of wild temple, just rely on someone who has a headache on weekdays to burn a yellow paper to make a wish or something.

So... who are you? "

Everything has changed.

"My grandfather's surname is Yun." The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes.

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Yunyin went up the cross slope, but didn't go to the mountain gate of Qingyunmen. Instead, he went around the hillside and went directly to the back mountain.

I still remember the stern look of the father who always had a serious face, standing in front of me with his hands behind his back, teaching himself to recite the mantra...

Since you have cultivated the right path in our sect, then you should inherit the surname Yun! "

Moreover, even if there is a place where crocodiles are raised artificially, that kind of artificially raised crocodile has a soft body and weak tendons, so it is useless to kill cramps, and it is not as good as beef tendons. "

At that time, my father... well, the immortal rope in the sect hunted and killed a dragon that was at least 150 years old, and then got the material. "

Suddenly, there was a faint green energy flowing between her brows. In the field of vision, in this thorny forest, the bushes gradually parted by themselves, giving way to a dilapidated stone road.

"You...is this...your home?" She suddenly whispered.

Yunyin stared at the middle-aged woman, and finally nodded slowly: "Do you know the name Yunhe?"

This time I didn't expect you to sneak back again in the middle of the night.

Ten years ago, Wu Daodao came back from earning money outside and decided to rebuild Qingyun Gate. He didn't know what method he used. After two months of entanglement with the monk in this wild temple, he finally persuaded the monk to take this wild Temple let out.

Yun Yin laughed, and suddenly a serious expression appeared on his face: "That's enough! If a strong enemy comes to kill you, such as me, if I want to kill you all over the house, why don't you use those side-by-side spells, such as blinding eyes, such as surveying and fortune-telling?" Fazi, come to resist me?!"

Gradually, I lived in peace with the villagers, and the relationship became better.Moreover, Wu Daodao was quite good at fortune-telling, and instead became a well-known semi-immortal. Occasionally, the villagers would come to see the old and the young of Qingyunmen if they had a wedding or a wedding at home, relocation or building a house or something.

Next to it is a weapon rack for practicing kung fu, and a bronze tripod.

"There are not many, just our family." The middle-aged woman sighed: "To be precise, I am the only one left who has entered the Tao through martial arts. The others...my husband is practicing Xuanfa, I don’t even have the heart to let my children learn martial arts.”

Even the mountain gate is dilapidated, there is no golden body of the Buddha, and the clay statue of the Buddha has collapsed to a small extent.

There are many hilly areas in the south, such wild hillsides can be seen everywhere, and in this area, the mountains are connected to the mountains. Although they are not high, they look quite climate because they are connected to the city.

Yunhe... is my father. "

My Immortal Binding Rope is a piece I made myself later based on the classics in the sect.

The middle-aged woman nodded: "Well... According to the ancient legend in the sect, hundreds of years ago, Xianxiansuo was held by the head of the time. Later, a catastrophe happened, the head died, and Xiansuo was also forced The enemy is destroyed.

Yunyin nodded: "If you use beef tendon instead of dragon tendon, the material is more than one level worse. There are also additional spells, which are also insufficient."

Now is the age of peace, what's the use of repairing these things.

At that time, people in the village were all curious, thinking that this Wu Daodao was running around the rivers and lakes outside, maybe he made a fortune, and came back to be a rich man to build a big house for himself.

After his father died, he was guarded and lived in the backyard, and was no longer allowed to play in the practice field in the front yard.

Decades later, they all became dilapidated houses.

Both hands are hanging down, but in the right hand, there is a whip!
Yunyin turned around slowly, glanced at the middle-aged woman, her eyes fell on the whip she was holding in her hand, she paused for a moment, then shook her head: "You 'Bie Xiansuo' is a Xibei Goods, fake."

Only the old people in the village, when they saw the three big characters "Qingyunmen", would look at it from a distance with complicated expressions, and then leave in a babbling manner.

If you enter the Tao with martial arts, what's the use of going to heaven and earth even if you can cultivate?

"No, since you are a descendant of the Yun clan, even if you don't have any male descendants, you will still find one of the female heirs to inherit the surname.

The middle-aged woman opened her mouth, then shook her head and said, "You are wrong, I am not the contemporary master, the contemporary master is my husband.

It's better to learn some spells, which can still be useful, and it is enough to walk in the dunya. "

Yunyin stood outside the valley, but sighed softly, looked at the sky, narrowed his eyes, under the starry sky, suddenly raised his hands, made a few strange gestures, and read a few words in his mouth What……

And... Entering Taoism through martial arts, this is the right way, what is there to cultivate?

Speaking of those who practice, can they have urban hukou?Can you take the public exam?Can it be compiled?Can I buy a house or a car?

Although dilapidated, many places have collapsed.

There is no incense in this kind of wild temple, and it is barely maintained by the villagers' donations, but there is absolutely no money.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes: "Let's not talk about spells. You said dragon tendons... Well, where do I go to find crocodile tendons? Killing crocodiles is illegal now, do you know?

cloud river...

The middle-aged woman swallowed, and sighed: "After talking for a long time, you still haven't answered me, who are you?

In the courtyard, just behind Yunyin, a voice answered slowly.

The two tile-roofed houses were built decades ago. It is said that a rich man who made a fortune and returned to his hometown donated money to build them in order to do good deeds.

"It's better that he doesn't know about many things. It's easier for An An to be a worldly person than anything else." The middle-aged woman shook her head.

After being burned in the flames of war, it was originally ruins.

Red brick wall, blue tile roof.The yellow sand cement was all brought back from the town.

"Hmph..." Yunyin sneered, "When I find a way, you won't have the right to coerce me."

Yunyin stood here, staring at the ruins for 10 minutes before taking a deep breath.

But it can be seen that when it was built, it must have been magnificent.

As she said that, she leaped and jumped in from the collapsed door of the house.

Going around the woods, crossing the stream, they came to a valley.

Later, Wu Daotao went to the town in a donkey cart to do errands, but the donkey lost his temper. Wu Daotao was kicked by the donkey and injured, and he limped for more than a month.

It was Wu Daodao's wife, a well-known female butcher in ten miles and eight towns, the kind who kills pigs without batting an eyelid.

"Here, where is the original building?"

Standing in front of the house gate, gently touching a horse post on the side of the road with his hand, Yun Yin lowered his eyebrows, but his eyes were fixed on the half copper plaque on the ground next to the collapsed gate!
It has rusted and almost rotted away, but the original word "Qingyun" is still vaguely recognizable.

When Yunyin entered the mountain, he walked very fast all the way, only stopping occasionally to check the direction, and then went to the mountain along the mountain road.

Moreover, this woman kills a pig for no money!At most, after killing the pig, take a pair of boots and go back as a reward.

In the history of our Qingyun Sect, how many masters who entered the Tao with martial arts, entered the right path, and cultivated profound and exquisite Taoism, how many of them died well?

Suddenly, she opened her mouth softly and asked a question.

Later, the people in the village looked at Wu Daodao's family and they didn't have a good face. The old people said that Wu Daodao was not doing his job properly, and if he had two money in the family, he would lose it sooner or later.

From the corridor next to the main hall, through a door, you come to the second courtyard.

After being silent for a while, she sighed and said in a low voice, "If you promise me not to hurt others, I won't mess with you."

If the magic circle in this ancestral house hadn't been touched by someone and woke me up in the middle of the night, I wouldn't have known it. So in this world, besides me, there is a second person who can recognize the magic circle in my Qingyunmen ancestral house.

Last time you didn't ask, you were taken away by that kid Chen Nuo.

The middle-aged woman was shocked!
But then, she shook her head: "I don't study much, don't lie to me.

Yunyin walked by step by step, the gravel rolled under her feet, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and her eyes were staring ahead.

This Qingyun Gate originally existed in the local area.

Those senior brothers and sisters who were affectionate to him in the past all avoided him when they saw him later.

The old monk took the young monk with him and moved away directly - he didn't take anything with him when he moved away, he just took two bags with him, and he didn't know where he was going.

The broken bricks and wood on the ground can no longer see their original color, and the surrounding area is even more overgrown with weeds!

The land was covered by the procedures of the village committee, and the hillside was covered.

Naturally, there is no place to verify this kind of legend.

Unexpectedly, after the courtyard was repaired, after Wu Daodao hung a plaque on the mountain gate with a [Qingyun Gate], it became a research society—the villagers didn’t know what a research society was.It is said that this Wu Daodao founded a sect here.

It's just that I'm not good at learning skills, and I can't get many precious materials nowadays, so my one is naturally not as good as the original one in the sect. "

Looking at the dilapidated courtyard in my eyes, I seem to recall in my mind that in the past, a young girl ran here laughing and joking, then secretly stood in front of the pillar, gestured for her height, and then carved marks with a knife.

After Yunyin heard this, she suddenly put away the anger on her face, stared at the middle-aged woman, and nodded slightly.

Yunyin strode over, lifted the vines on the pillar on the left, touched it, and then touched a trace of engraving.

"Absurd!" Yunyin shook his head, and reprimanded him coldly: "My Qingyun sect, for thousands of years, has entered the Tao through martial arts, which is the right way!
Any other spells are just supplementary heresy.

A man wants to marry a wife, a girl needs to get married, a job needs to go to work, and a life needs to be lived at home. Those things, those of us who practice them, will come to an end. "

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman spread her hands: "So, do you want to answer my question? Who are you?

Suddenly, Yunyin's heart moved, and she looked at the middle-aged woman: "Your... surname is Yun?"

So everyone took this Qingyunmen as a family Fengshui master.

Yunyin frowned: "This magic circle... only you know? Where's your husband? Isn't he the master?"

"Enough?"

Yunyin smiled: "How many people are left in Qingyun Sect?"

Yunyin nodded: "You're right. To make the fairy rope, you need to use a century-old flood dragon as the main material.

The middle-aged woman frowned and thought about it for a while, then her face showed surprise: "But... the ancestor who was called the 'Venerable Lu Xiang'?"

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Inside, there is a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

There were two monks left in the temple before, one old and one young. The old monk was an old monk who everyone knew in the village, and the young one was brought back by the old monk after he went out one day. It was a catastrophe, and the adults disappeared, so they brought it back for adoption-the village women gossip about it, saying that it is a wild breed of the old monk outside.

But later someone in the village said that they had seen the little monk in the county town—he was no longer a monk, and he set up a stall in the vegetable market to sell fruit.

After passing through the thorn forest and bypassing a few big trees, it suddenly opened up in front of my eyes, and there was an antique mansion!
It's just that the mottled walls were already covered with vines, and the color of the original red-painted gate was long gone. Even the door panels and door beams were soaked in rain all year round, and more than half of them collapsed.

Do you understand today's legal society?Hitting people breaks the law, and killing people pays for their lives.If someone comes to beat and kill, call the police.

Originally, the ancestral house of this sect was in a house on the back of the mountain.

Leaving the right way and not cultivating it, but letting the people in the door practice the evil way...

This valley obviously used to have Taoism, but it has been abandoned, and the loess has been covered by weeds.

Afterwards, Yunyin's face changed, and he snorted coldly: "Shut up, it's none of your business."

"You're asking about the library? It's already burned down."

It's just that the slate is already full of fractures.

The middle-aged woman smiled: "Senior, what age is it now? Boys and girls are the same. Why do you have to pay attention to surnames and incense? It's not like the family has the throne to inherit."

A piece of vigorous bushes and thorns lay in front of him.

The young people in the village thought it was new at first—someone had read martial arts novels and thought it was a joke. After a plaque was hung on the mountain gate, there were also young people in the village who read martial arts novels and became obsessed. They came to Qingyunmen to learn from their teachers art.

When entering the courtyard first, there are rows of wing rooms on both sides. In the open space of the courtyard in the middle, the bluestone slabs on the ground are arranged according to the Eight Diagrams pattern.

In front of you, there are ruins!
The scorched and broken pillars are obviously the traces left after the smoke and fire.

"Well, you're not bad."

So young people are disappointed.

No one knew that this Qingyun Sect, which had been out of incense for decades in the village, was actually rebuilt by this Wu Daodao.

And then……

About ten steps behind Yunyin, Wu Daodao's wife, a middle-aged woman, was standing there in a short gown.

The middle-aged woman didn't speak, but looked at her with complicated eyes.

You, the current head of the Qingyun Sect, do things like this? "

Later, it spread in the village.

Those who saw usable stones also drove over to drag them away.

In the Taiping era, there are naturally the rules of the Taiping era.

"What kind of Venerable Lu Xiang, this kind of name is bullshit." Yunyin smiled, then nodded: "But, it is him.

But later, when the villagers in the village repaired houses, built pigpens and so on, they went to the ruins of the back mountain to pick up bricks.

It has been at least 300 years since Venerable Yunhe fell!
And... your father is obviously Sun Shengli, Principal Sun, and I have seen him before! "

Yunyin: "..."

The middle-aged woman slapped her thigh: "So... your body is Principal Sun's daughter. But this soul is... the daughter of Patriarch Yunhe?

So, are you going to use the dead body to resurrect your soul, or take your life away? "

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