From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 78
After listening to Zhou Botong's words, Lin Qingxuan suddenly remembered that there was a story in the original plot that really proved that the Patriarch of Chongyang would not leave the Jiuyin Sutra and Innate Skills behind.

After Ouyang Feng knew that Master Yideng could restrain his toad power, he had trouble sleeping and eating. He searched for Yideng's residence for many years. He also deliberately took Ouyang Ke to the Daxue Mountain in Xijiang, Yunnan to raise trouble, and severely injured Wu Santong with one palm.

What I thought was to lead Yideng to treat Wu Santong's injuries, and if he lost all his martial arts, he could personally take action to remove the opponent. Later, Yideng and others became alert and moved to seclusion. Ouyang Feng joined forces with Yinggu to paint a picture of Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles with his own handwriting. Give Yinggu poison, and plan to rely on Yinggu to find Yideng's new residence and use a knife to kill.

Thinking of these, Lin Qingxuan immediately understood Wang Chongyang's painstaking efforts. After his death, no one from the Quanzhen Sect could compete with the Western poison. Whether it was the Jiuyin scripture or the secrets of Xiantian Gong, they would cause trouble and even destroy the sect. Risky introduction, so not only did Zhou Botong hide the Jiuyin scriptures, but also did not leave any secrets for innate skills.

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After Lin Qingxuan and Zhou Botong discussed the good intentions of Chongyang Zhenren for a while, the sky was bright.

After simply grabbing something to eat, the two left Changshou Valley and hurried back to Zhongnan Mountain all the way.

It was already the eighth day of September when we returned to Mount Zhongnan. There were still many pilgrims and believers on the mountain road, and the true disciples from various prefectures came back one after another.

However, although Zhou Botong has a high seniority, he has not shown his face in 15 years. Except for the Seventh Son of Quanzhen, few third-generation disciples recognize him. He even lived in the Sutra Pavilion of the Sanqing Pavilion, so all the disciples took a look at the two of them before continuing to go up the mountain, and did not go forward to salute and talk.

Lin Qingxuan and Zhou Botong also enjoyed their leisure time. Lin Qingxuan did not bring his black iron epee and carried the Jiuzhen sword behind him. Zhou Botong had long hair and a shawl. , from a distance outside the palace, you can see the incense is in full bloom and the smoke is lingering.

Zhou Botong and Lin Qingxuan didn't like the liveliness, so they entered the palace from the apse after a circle.

Daoist Mingchun carried a basin of washed fruits and was about to take them to visit Sanqing Pavilion. When he saw Lin Qingxuan and Zhou Botong, he suddenly snorted, not knowing if he should come forward to greet them.

Lin Qingxuan has excellent eyesight, he had seen Taoist Mingchun for a long time, he stepped forward and said, "Brother Mingchun, it's been a long time."

Daoist Mingchun hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying, "See Qingxuan...the real person."

Lin Qingxuan stretched out his hand to stop him from bowing, and then asked, "What is your real name, what is your brother doing to make fun of me?"

Daoist Mingchun had a strange expression on his face, with a bitter smile in his admiration, and said, "The seven real people have already said when they returned to the mountain, you are favored by Uncle Zhou, who is the oldest in our Quanzhen Sect. Senior, on behalf of the Chongyang Patriarch, he accepted you as the true disciple of the Patriarch, isn’t he going to hold the ancestor worship ceremony tomorrow?

Lin Qingxuan saw that Daoist Mingchun was in a complicated mood and understood his feelings. After saying a few words politely, he turned his head and said to Zhou Botong: "Brother, I will take you to see Senior Brother Sun, I was in Chongyang Palace back then. When I first entered the Taoist practice, I couldn't bear the loneliness, and I couldn't overcome all the thoughts, but thanks to Senior Brother Sun's care, I managed to get over it."

Zhou Botong clapped his hands and said, "Tell me about Desheng, this kid is kind and kind, even though he was too old when he entered the Dao, he didn't want to endure hardships, and my brother didn't teach him martial arts back then."

Although Taoist Mingchun wondered why Lin Qingxuan called this old man big brother, but listening to him, he remembered that the headmaster ordered the disciples not to offend Master Zhou, so he asked, "Are you always Uncle Zhou?"

Zhou Botong giggled and said, "You and my brother are good friends, just call me Zhou Botong."

Seeing that it was really Zhou Botong, Taoist Mingchun hurriedly bowed down and bowed his head. Zhou Botong waved his hand to stop Mingchun from bowing, and said, "You're welcome, where is Desheng?"

"Senior Brother Sun should be in the fire room now..."

Before Daoist Mingchun finished speaking, Zhou Botong dragged Lin Qingxuan and disappeared into the yard. Daoist Mingchun took a few deep breaths, sighed, and left with the fruit bowl in his arms.

Lin Qingxuan and Zhou Botong walked into the Huofang compound and saw Guo Zhirui smilingly finished talking to Sun Desheng, then turned around and shouted to the Taoist fireworker busy in the kitchen, "Daochang Sun is an old man from our Chongyang Palace, wait for him. You have been fortunate to be able to work under him, you must do it well, and you must not let me find out that it is time for Daoist Sun to do it himself, or I will punish you..."

Guo Zhirui stopped Sun Desheng before he finished speaking, and persuaded him: "Guo Daochang don't make too much of a fuss. These children are so clueless. I'm also worried that I won't be able to prepare the tribute for tomorrow's ceremony in person. I can't blame them."

Guo Zhirui had always been arrogant in front of Daoist Fire Workers, but after listening to Sun Desheng's words, he smiled and said, "What the Daoist said is that this time I will spare them."

Lin Qingxuan and Zhou Botong walked in and Guo Zhirui immediately found out that although he was not very good at practicing Taoism, his eyesight in ordinary affairs was extraordinary. He joined the team and knelt down. ."

Zhou Botong and Lin Qingxuan secretly praised Guo Zhirui for being sharp. Although he had never met Zhou Botong, he could guess that it was him. Zhou Botong didn’t know that Guo Zhirui had a guilty conscience and once targeted and ostracized Lin Qingxuan, so he lowered his eyebrows and pleaded with the eyes. He laughed and said, “Okay. "Get up, kid."

Guo Zhirui still didn't know if Lin Qingxuan hated himself, how dared to stand up, straightened his upper body with a flattering smile, the folds on his fat face squeezed out the oily feeling, and said, "Master Qingxuan, how are you?"

Lin Qingxuan no longer cared about Guo Zhirui since his Taoist cultivation became stronger in the past two years. He personally pulled him up and said, "Everything is fine with me, and you shouldn't do this great gift in the future."

Guo Zhirui said cautiously: "This disciple has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and has offended you before. If you are unwilling to forgive the disciple, please punish the disciple severely."

Lin Qingxuan frowned slightly, and Guo Zhirui also looked at Lin Qingxuan's expression with anxiety. After a few breaths, Lin Qingxuan raised his brows and said lightly, "Why don't I remember where you offended me? , read the Taoist scriptures into your heart, and save a few things, so that in a few years, the martial arts practice will not be as good as the fourth generation of disciples, wouldn’t it be pitiful and pitiful?”

Guo Zhirui's face was pale when he heard the words, and his forehead was sweating constantly. When Lin Qingxuan finished speaking, he took Sun Desheng, who looked surprised, to the wing to talk. Guo Zhirui only got up after the three of them walked away, knowing that he was full of his own pockets. Lin Qingxuan had already grasped the matter, and he was saving face by not reporting himself back then. At this time, it seemed that he was really a Taoist master, and he had a compassionate heart to persuade people to be kind.

Guo Zhirui no longer has the slightest dissatisfaction and jealousy in his heart, but is full of admiration. At the same time, he also knows that the real person Qingxuan is giving himself a chance to reform himself, so he decides not to use the public for personal gain, but to do things well and not live up to the cultivation of real people. .

(End of this chapter)