Datang Lianzhong Sanyuan, shocked to hear that my father killed a dragon in a dream

Chapter 66 Empathy Shakes the Iceberg

Wei Shuyu saw the Wudang Virgin who had been stunned for a long time, and asked with a smile: "Don't you think I stole it?"

"Let's go." The Madonna of Wudang looked extremely complicated, and finally said something silently, then turned around.

The Qingping Sword is Master Tongtian's magic treasure, who can steal it?

Not Taiqing and Yuqing, not to mention the two Western Saints!
The Holy Mother of Wudang had already guessed in her heart that it was the teacher who handed Qingping over to him.

The Holy Mother of Wudang turned around, her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was extremely complicated.

The images of the tragic deaths of the four generals of the Mo Family, Shi Tianjun, Yan Zhongxian, Zhao Gongming, San Xiao and countless other juniors and juniors kept coming to mind.

Over the years, Our Lady of Wudang cried her tears dry, her heart ached to the point of numbness.

Going to Zixiao Palace again and again with hope, but returning disappointed again and again.

When countless disappointments piled up, Our Lady of Wudang despaired, and finally accepted the fact that the orthodoxy of Jiejiao was destroyed!
In the Lishan Dojo, there was silence.

Wei Shuyu tied the cloth bag again, put it on his back, and stared at the back of the Virgin of Wudang.

From her back, Wei Shuyu felt her throbbing, and her calm Dao heart stirred up waves.

Wei Shuyu knew that this time he was completely sure.

Wei Shuyu was not in a hurry, he sat on a futon, took out a sapphire teapot from his sleeve, and placed two pieces of tea leaves.

The sapphire teapot is the top acquired spirit treasure, which Wei Shuyu brought along from the Master Tongtian. The tea leaves are the top acquired spiritual root, the enlightened tea tree.

With a wave of his hand, Wei Shuyu took part of the clear spring from the stream outside the Lishan Taoist Temple, poured it into the teapot, and then fired the sapphire teapot with a slow fire.

After half a moment, the water boiled.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, lingering in the dojo.

Take a sip of tea, the fragrance will remain in your mouth and teeth, refreshing...

"This teapot should be familiar to you, right? It belonged to a sage."

"The kid doesn't want to see such a good teapot covered in dust, so... this one was stolen."

"Why is it dusty? I don't know if he likes to drink tea or not? Maybe it's because after the Ten Thousand Immortals Battle, he never drank tea, and drinking tea turned into drinking."

The Mother of Wudang turned her back to Wei Shuyu, and listening to Wei Shuyu's words, her Taoist body couldn't help but tremble slightly, "Once upon a time, the master, the second master, and the teacher liked to drink tea the most...the days of drinking tea and discussing Taoism in Kunlun Mountain. '

Wei Shuyu didn't know the voice of the Holy Mother of Wu, so he said to himself: "I still remember the first time I met him, he was dressed in sloppy clothes and smelled of alcohol. I almost called him a drunkard."

"Can you imagine the appearance of a saint?" Wei Shuyu asked the Madonna of Wudang.

Wei Shuyu could clearly see the trembling of the Virgin Mary of Wudang, but she still didn't speak.

"This time we met the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, Remnant Soul."

"Five years, the Shangqing sage spent five years and tried everything, but couldn't save her remnant soul."

"The sage of the Shangqing has always been vigorous and resolute, open-minded and uninhibited, but have you ever seen him look lost and lonely?"

"What kind of look is that? As a teacher but unable to heal his disciples, that kind of self-blame and guilt, alas." Wei Shuyu sighed slightly.

After Wei Shuyu's words fell, the Holy Mother of Wudang turned around abruptly, staring at Wei Shuyu with a pair of indifferent and beautiful eyes, and asked word by word:
"Turtle spirit...Junior Sister, isn't she completely annihilated?"

"Remnant soul! I said it was a strand of remnant soul, a remnant soul that is so broken that it cannot be broken anymore!"

The coldness in the eyes of the Holy Mother of Wudang finally dissipated, and she continued to ask: "How is it possible? Now that the remnant soul of Junior Sister Guiling has been found, how can the teacher not be able to cure it!"

"Just take a look and you'll know why!"

"Is a sage omnipotent? Can a sage settle everything in the world?" Wei Shuyu finished drinking the tea in his cup, raised his head slowly, looked directly at Wudang, and asked back.

"Isn't it?" The Holy Mother of Wudang subconsciously said.

The master of Tongtian is the heaven and earth for all the disciples, there is nothing the teacher can't do.

Wei Shuyu looked away, poured another cup of tea, and said calmly: "Of course not, at least...he is hopeless, all disciples."

"Doesn't he want to save him? As a teacher, watching his disciples die tragically, the pain is beyond your comprehension."

"That kind of loneliness, that kind of loneliness, that kind of pain, I thought his disciples could understand it, but now it seems that I think too much."

"I didn't join Jiejiao, and I owe him a favor by coming here today."

"It's bothering me so much, I still hope to make amends, so I'm leaving." Wei Shuyu put away the sapphire teapot, straightened his sleeves, stood up and turned around.

The Virgin of Wudang froze in place, a tear inadvertently slipped from her icy eyes, unable to imagine the loneliness, loneliness, and pain of the teacher...

Wei Shuyu turned his back to the Madonna of Wudang, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said solemnly: "In half a year, I will go to Qilin Cliff in Kunlun Mountains."

"I don't know which golden immortal to guard the Qilin Cliff. Whether it succeeds or fails, it can be regarded as repaying the karma of the sages of the Qing Dynasty."

After Wei Shuyu finished speaking, he stepped half a foot out of the Lishan Dojo, and added: "As for whether the green snake will go or stay, you can decide. If there is nowhere to go, you can send it to Anping County in the Tang Dynasty!"

"True Huanglong!"

"Reverend Huanglong was ordered to guard the Qilin Cliff. Many years ago, it was the Taiyi Gold Fairyland..." The Holy Mother of Wudang looked at Wei Shuyu's back and said slowly.

'It turned out to be Huanglong Daoist, Sanwu Daoist, and the situation is better than expected! 'Wei Shuyu chuckled from the bottom of his heart.

Three Wudao people refer to those who have no power, no spiritual treasure, and no supernatural powers!
If Guang Chengzi was guarding it, it would be troublesome. As the head of the Kunlun Twelve Golden Immortals, Guang Chengzi still has two brushes, and he must have recovered his cultivation as a quasi-sage.

"Okay, thank you!" Wei Shuyu walked out of Lishan Dojo without turning around, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Successfully beat the Madonna!"

"She will definitely participate in the operation to save Yunxiao!"

Outside Lishan Dojo.

The White Snake was still quietly waiting for Wei Shuyu, and when she saw the elder come out, she hurried forward and saluted respectfully: "How is it, the elder, has my mother agreed to accept Xiaoqing?"

Wei Shuyu nodded with a light smile, "You can take your younger sister Qing'er to apprentice as a teacher, practice hard, and prove the immortal way as soon as possible."

"Really?" White Snake showed joy on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Wei Shuyu.

"it is true!"

"The other thing is... can I ask the immortal to help me?"

"what's up?"

"Please give the White Snake a name." The White Snake had only practiced for a short time and hadn't met Xu Xian yet. His face turned red slightly as he was just beginning to fall in love.

Wei Shuyu pondered for a while, and then said: "Bai Suzhen!"

"Since the name is chosen, it is easy to cultivate, goodbye!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Shuyu turned into a stream of light and disappeared outside the Lishan Dojo.

"Wait for the fairy chief, please wait a moment, dare to ask the fairy chief's name..." The white snake was still asking, but Wei Shuyu had already disappeared.

White Snake couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and kept murmuring to himself: "Bai Suzhen, Bai Suzhen, thank you, Immortal Elder."

"Ah, sister Qing'er..."

(End of this chapter)