Kunlun one millet

chapter 182

Zhang Duanjing came to the back door of Hou Mansion, and a white-haired old man was waiting here as expected.

"How is Zhao Mi?" Zhang Duanjing asked.

"It's still the same, sitting facing the wall all day long." The white-haired old man laughed a few times: "That look is almost exactly the same as you after Zhao Ziliang's death. I wish I could dig a hole and bury myself."

Zhang Duanjing kept a stern face and did not speak, and walked quickly to the backyard. The place was deserted and lonely, with overgrown weeds between the bricks and stones, and withered and prosperous flower beds, as if no one had taken care of them for a long time.

"Don't look at me." The white-haired old man was stared at by Zhang Duanjing, and he defended: "Zhao Shu doesn't allow anyone to enter the backyard. He faces the wall day and night, and he doesn't know what kind of magic formula he is practicing. The flow of energy makes the grass and trees in the yard grow. It’s been like this for a few days.”

Zhang Duanjing sighed silently, he felt that the main room in the backyard was shrouded in a restriction, and the spell on the door was faintly visible.He raised his hand to hold the book, like a mortise and tenon fit, and a key to unlock it, breaking the restriction precisely and without error.

"Reversing the five-element lock?" The white-haired old man was amazed: "It means that you two like to do this."

"Go outside and watch, don't let anyone get close." Zhang Duanjing said.

The white-haired old man walked with a stick, his feet were not dusty, his steps were windless, and he was outside the courtyard in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Duanjing slowly opened the door, and after entering, he saw Zhao Mi sitting on the ground with disheveled hair, facing the empty wall.The breath was so deep that it almost stopped, making people mistaken for a dead body sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"It's useless to sit stubbornly." Zhang Duanjing looked at Zhao Shu's back, with a bit of reprimand in his tone: "Even if you sit with the sea dry and rocks rotten, the dead cannot be revived, and the mistakes made cannot be undone."

Zhao Mi's voice was low: "Teacher, whenever I close my eyes, the dead people always appear in front of my eyes, and I can't get rid of them. They shouted with all their strength and asked me why I failed to save them."

"Xuanzhu rises from the Jianggong into the Niwan, and all kinds of phantoms will be produced to disturb the mind." Zhang Duanjing said: "You have practiced the method for the fallen soldiers. If they have a spiritual response, they also came here to protect their lives and protect their bodies. There is no reason to cause trouble."

"I'd rather they don't die, but live well." Zhao Mi said, "Teacher, do you know? The ceremonies of the ceremonies are not only to settle the souls, but the dead souls even have to be turned into food for maintaining discipline and law. Isn't this a kind of torture?"

Zhang Duanjing was silent for a long time, and asked: "Are you sure that's the case? There is no record of this matter in Zhao's collection of books."

"It was only after I reflected on the rituals and rituals I learned in the past that I realized the truth." Zhao Mi said, "I'm afraid that my grandfather may not know about it. The predecessors of the praise officer may have deliberately concealed it, or later generations may have misunderstood it."

"I don't think this is torture." Zhang Duanjing said: "The souls of the dead are transformed into laws and regulations to suppress evil spirits, which is precisely to protect the living in the world."

Zhao Mi asked back: "Teacher, why do you believe that the dead want to protect the living? If the ghosts and ghosts in this world don't pay attention to them, they have been psychic for many years and have caused evil, maybe this is the true face of all living beings in the world. Fighting and killing are endless, and in the end everyone is against everyone, everyone defends themselves, and when others show weakness, they will swarm up like a pack of wolves and eat them up."

Zhang Duanjing frowned and said in a low voice: "How could you have such an idea? If everyone is independent, let alone other things, how can we do the hard work in this world? Because of the limited manpower in the world, it is necessary to gather everyone ,cooperate."

"Thousands of people work together, but they are still defeated by the evil god." Zhao Mi said: "I have been thinking about how to deal with the evil god Youzhu these days. But no matter how much I rack my brains, I can't think of any way. If it weren't for the evil god My mind is as childish as I am deliberately playing tricks, I am afraid that I would have died long ago, so can someone else come to save me?"

"You are wrong, you are very wrong." Zhang Duanjing said loudly: "The so-called concerted efforts is by no means that tens of thousands of people only rely on flesh and blood to fight and fight, but that everyone will show their strengths and perform their duties. If There are evil gods and evil beings born, so it is natural for the masters to deal with them, instead of driving ordinary people to waste their lives in vain!"

"But what if a master cultivator wreaks havoc on the world? Who will restrain him?" Zhao Mi asked again: "What's more, what should the Immortal family do if they interfere in the mortal world and implicate countless living beings for their own wishes and the heart of propagating the Dharma? "

Zhang Duanjing didn't answer, his face rarely showed a look of bewilderment and loss.

"I don't know." Zhang Duanjing finally confessed to Zhao Mi: "You are wondering now, I have experienced it before."

"Did the teacher find the answer?"

"I'm still looking for it." Zhang Duanjing sighed, "But I never expect to find the answer. I have to do everything myself, instead of just sitting and dreaming, as if there is really some great truth that descended from the sky."

"I understand." Zhao Mi stood up slowly, tied up her loose hair casually, turned around, revealing a thin face, although the mustache around her mouth was neatly trimmed, but the white hair on the temples was faintly visible, which was the first time she had seen her. Fading phase.

Even though his heart was as hard as iron, Zhang Duanjing couldn't bear it. He suddenly regretted letting Zhao Mi out of the Huaiying Pavilion, so he could only ask:
"It's been more than a month since you returned to Dongsheng Capital, and you sit facing the wall every day. Why do you suddenly think of these things? A person who has achieved success in cultivation knows how to deal with the world, even if he has a surly temper, he will not cause trouble for no reason."

"What if there is a reason?" Zhao Mi asked back: "I have been facing the wall for many days, and what I think is not others, but myself. The teacher must have come because something happened to Mr. Gao Ping."

Zhang Duanjing looked at himself as a student, and did not expect that the experience of Jianjiaguan would bring about such a drastic change in him.

"Mr. Gao Ping's father and son turned demons and devoured each other. Is it really you who did it?" Zhang Duanjing asked.

Zhao Mi simply admitted, nodded and said, "That's right. I expect that after this incident, the news will be sent back to Dongsheng Capital, and it will be difficult for others to see for a while, but only you, Teacher, can see through it at a glance."

"Why?" Zhang Duanjing asked: "You are not the temple guard in Chengyang County. Killing Gao Pinggong will not do you any good."

"I'm not reconciled!" Zhao Mi said with a gloomy expression, "Gong Pinggong was allowed to preside over Jianjiaguan, which made the military affairs slack and the people's livelihood slump. It can be said to be a disaster for the country and the people! Now that Jiuli is retreating, it is even more important to work hard to govern the country. The lord is still ordered Lord Gao Ping sits at Jianjiaguan? I cannot tolerate this, let alone allow the soldiers and people of the border town to suffer further hardships."

Zhang Duanjing said: "Do you know what the consequences will be if this matter is investigated by an expert?"

"I will bear all the responsibility for any crime." But Zhao Mi then snorted coldly: "So what if we find out? An incompetent clan relative will die as soon as he dies. Without him, it is the luck of the people."

"Such thoughts should not be indulged." Zhang Duanjing seriously dissuaded: "I understand that you don't like Gao Pinggong, but conspiracy and assassination are not enough to change the situation, they are nothing more than venting personal anger for a while."

How could Zhao Mi not understand this truth? There are some things that he can't change by himself. In the end, all he can do is vent his personal anger.

Originally, Zhao Mi planned to realize some of his ideas in Jianjiaguan, but he was defeated by the evil god Youzhu first, and after being transferred back to Dongshengdu, he was greeted by hundreds of officials in a blink of an eye. Zhao Mi was exhausted physically and mentally, and felt powerless .

Different from Zhao Mi's depression, Ling Xiao thinks that Zhao Mi should carefully understand this powerlessness, and use the internal disturbance of the illusion to sharpen his mind, so he asked him to close the door to thank the guests, and sit facing the wall until he was not moved by the illusion. Sophisticated.

But this process was really torturous, Zhao Mi felt like a red-hot iron slab, which was put on an anvil and subjected to countless forgings, so that his appearance was haggard.

"Your skills are superb, you can see that your brain is sharp and your perception is sharp. But too sharp is not conducive to pure cultivation. Once you encounter a big event, you will be deeply shocked and your mind will be unbearable." Lingxiao said bluntly: "The so-called ordinary people are clear , I am alone and faint, and if the chaotic seven orifices are fully opened, I will die. The rising of the mysterious pearl will cause the phantom to harass the inside, and the person tested is not outside.

Having said that, but in real practice, Zhao Mi struggled to the death every day, as if he had been walking on a cliff, without a moment to relax, but he couldn't see the end.

If Zhang Duanjing hadn't come to lift the restriction today, Zhao Mi would probably continue to endure the phantom. The kind of torture that hit the most vulnerable heart could not be avoided at all, tearing the scars in his heart over and over again, declaring Zhao Mi's incompetence countless times.

"I'm afraid it's not just yourself that you think about." Zhang Duanjing said.

Zhao Shu walked out of the main room slowly, looked around the cluttered courtyard, and sighed: "I have gradually realized recently that Liang Guoshi's real troubles in the world are that his Taoist country on earth is not about the common people. It was just the wish of Liang Guoshi alone.

If all living beings benefit from this, it is nothing more than a temporary fluke.If you don't follow your heart and don't suit your interests, you will definitely have no chance of life.This is neither the merit of the gods to benefit people, nor the truth of the gods to let things go freely. "

"You realized these words yourself?" Zhang Duanjing was dubious.

Zhao Mi thought over and over again, and said, "I really got advice from an expert."

"Who?"

"A blindfolded old man." Zhao Mi looked at Zhang Duanjing with piercing eyes.

Zhang Duanjing showed a look of surprise, but he didn't ask further, and after a few more words of advice, he hurriedly left the Hou Mansion.

"Are you testing Zhang Duanjing?" Lingxiao asked.

"There are some things that the teacher didn't say clearly, and it's not easy for me to ask directly, let alone ask others." Zhao Mi sighed with his hands behind his back: "It's just that I didn't expect that you would deduce it before me."

"In Huaxu Kingdom, the Huaiying Pavilion is good at refining magical weapons, and can easily use a large amount of brocade to refine the Gangfeng Post Flag. His identity is ready to be revealed." Lingxiao said: "I didn't point it out at the beginning, but I just wanted to enlighten you. You won't believe this kind of thing when others say it clearly, and you can only dispel your doubts if you figure out the joints yourself."

"So, the person who conspired with Yang Liujun to refine the divine sword should be the teacher." Zhao Mi was not shocked at this time, but relieved.

At the beginning, Jianjiaguan was busy with military affairs, so Zhao Mi could not be allowed to think about these things.Now that he has calmed down and reflected on the past, Zhao Mi realized some key points that he had overlooked in the past.

"Zhang Duanjing's casting of the divine sword is undoubtedly to kill Liang Tao, but this matter should not be taken lightly." Ling Xiao said: "Xingluo County, you set up a prayer ritual to suppress the divine sword, so that Mr. You yourself are valued by Liang Tao. Now that Zhang Duanjing agrees with the great plan of Daoguo in the world, it seems to be false and submissive, letting Liang Tao do it freely, and finally falling into his scheme."

"Now I finally understand why the teacher didn't let me leave the Huaiying Pavilion in the past." Zhao Mi couldn't help feeling remorse.

Ling Xiao said: "Regrets are useless now."

"I understand." Zhao Mi smiled bitterly: "It's just that when I know that I have failed the teacher's good intentions, and I go back and look at the arrogance of the past, I always feel unbearable. If I can start all over again..."

"This thought is the most useless." Lingxiao interrupted simply: "If you can look back and start again, today you will be nothing, and today's achievements will be wiped out. The biggest delusion in the world is to imagine starting all over again."

"Yes." Zhao Mi had a vague realization, but he always felt that there was a layer of window paper and he couldn't break through.

Sensing Zhao Mi's thoughts, Ling Xiao asked, "Can you guess how Zhang Duanjing forged the Excalibur?"

Zhao Mi fell into memories: "The teacher is good at refining magic weapons, but the sword is too sharp to be made by ordinary means. Yinghuoshi, dragon blood fat... I guess the teacher used scientific rituals to summon specific energy, and then used them to create magic weapons. This sacrifice is for refining the divine sword."

"You have sacrificed the magic sword before, but you don't have this sharpness." Lingxiao said.

Zhao Mi pondered for a while: "It is estimated that the origin of the divine sword is extraordinary. The teacher's practice of sacrificial practice may not be forging swords, but for the opening of the divine sword. However, this kind of divine sword is sharp enough to resist the power of the sword. People. I just don’t understand, why did the teacher let the Nuo-faced swordsman show up to save me?”

Now that Zhao Shu already knew that the Nuo-faced swordsman was not appointed by the three elders of Chiyun, the appearance of this person must be related to the teacher.

"Evil gods have come to the mortal world, even Zhang Duanjing may not be able to defeat them, he arranged the divine sword by his side, it was nothing more than keeping a foot in the back." Lingxiao said.

"Don't you know what happened back then?" Zhao Mi asked.

"Don't forget, my true spirit resides deep in your brain, and I want to use your eyes and ears to detect foreign affairs. You are unconscious, and I don't know what the Nuo-faced swordsman is doing." Lingxiao explained: "But logically speaking, What you did in Xingluo County back then almost overturned Chi Yun and made trouble there, this Nuo-faced swordsman may not have much good intentions for you."

"Regardless of good intentions or bad intentions, this Nuo-faced swordsman is the last resort to deal with Liang Tao. If he insists on avenging Yang Liujun, he can wait until he kills Liang Tao." The weeds in the garden were swept away, but the rest of the things never burned.

Ling Xiao asked: "Have you made up your mind to deal with Liang Tao? Don't you still have some approval for his Dao Kingdom in the world?"

"What he is planning is not to benefit the common people." Zhao Mi said bluntly: "How many times have I been counted by him? If I don't learn from the lesson, then I am really ignorant! Didn't the teacher say that I vented my personal anger? ? Then vent your anger!"

"But with your cultivation, how can you deal with Liang Tao?"

"I'm waiting." Zhao Mi's expression became colder: "I've closed the door to thank guests recently. I'm not only waiting for the news of Gao Pinggong's death, but also waiting for Liang Tao to come to the door. He still needs my help to arrange the ritual ceremony at this moment. Since If there is something to rely on, then I will have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

(End of this chapter)