chewing dragon

Chapter 78
"Senior doesn't know something. Master, the old man, sent a message a few years ago, saying that the three-eyed stone puppet is too fierce, and it is getting stronger every day. It seems that even he is about to be restrained, so from him It will not be passed down from the beginning.”

The young Taoist priest in black seemed to have forgotten the blade on his neck, and said softly while shaking his head: "Master also said that in the future, there will be no stone dolls in Changqing Temple, it is just an ordinary Taoist temple, and some martial arts inheritance is not worth mentioning. The juniors don’t have to guard against sectarianism, they can go out to find opportunities by themselves. If not, the juniors wouldn’t be able to interfere with the White Immortal Sect’s Immortal Ascension Ceremony.”

Qi Jingzhi saw that this guy was talking emotionally, afraid that he would accidentally wipe his neck, immediately put Qi Huchan away, and moved two steps away.

The Taoist priest's skirt was stained with blood, but he didn't seem to notice it, and continued to say: "A month ago, the master suddenly summoned all the people and others, and handed over the knuckles to me in public, saying that a catastrophe is coming, let me lead everyone immediately Go down the mountain, choose a place to build Changqing Temple, and never return to Daishan in this life!"

Hearing this, Old Wei couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed: "Then... how did your master get there?"

"The master has always kept his promise in the temple, and never allowed his disciples to disobey. Since he gave the order, even if everyone didn't want to, they didn't dare not to listen. They simply packed up their luggage and went down the mountain without stopping. We just At the foot of the mountain, the mountain where the Changqing Temple is located collapsed!"

Speaking of this, the Taoist's voice was obviously choked with sobs: "Master, he is an old man who has been a hero for a lifetime, but unexpectedly, there are no bones left in his head!"

After the words were finished, everyone on the Yuji Ridge and in front of the mountain temple was silent for a moment, and even Jin Yuanwai closed his mouth in a very conscious way.

At some point, the wind on the top of the mountain suddenly picked up.

The sun in the sky has turned to the west, and the deep blue evening clouds are piled up layer after layer, and it seems that the time of Xu is approaching.

Old Wei was silent for a long time, then suddenly threw the finger tiger at the Taoist priest, and said again: "Daishan Changqing Temple is your master's lifelong painstaking effort, since you have the finger tiger, if you intend to rebuild the Taoist temple in the future, no matter what difficulties you encounter , you can come to Liaozhou to find me."

He paused, watching the young black-clothed Taoist carefully put away his knuckles, his tone suddenly turned cold: "If you don't have this thought and just want to find another job, my old Wei doesn't know who you are!"

The Taoist priest who has never reported his name suddenly laughed, beat his heart with his fist, and said in a deep voice: "Master said that I have been a cold-hearted person since I was a child, but the younger generation asks itself, there are still some people who are still here. !"

"However, after the master left, everyone was afraid that his former enemy would come to the door, so they immediately dispersed. Just relying on this knuckles alone can't rebuild the Changqing temple!"

Hearing this, Old Wei's eyes froze immediately: "Are you still thinking about that stone puppet?"

"Without the three-eyed stone puppet, even if we really build another Taoist temple in another place, can it still be regarded as the Changqing Temple?"

The young Taoist priest in black said firmly: "In the future, this junior will definitely return to Mount Dai to find the relics of Master!"

"I still have a bit of ambition!"

Old Wei praised, but shook his head, obviously not optimistic: "That stone puppet is not easy to deal with. Now that it is out of control, the original site of Changqing Temple and even the whole Daishan Mountain have probably turned into a vicious place. Think it through!"

The light in the Taoist priest's eyes dimmed a little, he turned to look at Qi Jingzhi, and asked unwillingly, "My superior, is the Baixian Sect's Ascension to Immortal Ceremony really just a scam set up by the bandits?"

"I didn't lie to you just now. Although those cases have not been verified yet, they are definitely related to the saintess of the White Immortal Sect. As for whether the so-called Ascension to Immortal Ceremony is a scam..."

Qi Jingzhi glanced at Jin Yuanwai, and asked ponderingly: "This is not the first time for you to participate in the meeting. What happened to those who were selected as disciples in previous years?"

Hearing this, the young Taoist priest in black and the fat man looked at each other and shook their heads.

Member Jin said, "The people who participated in the meeting didn't know each other at first, and they wouldn't reveal their personal details at will. After the meeting, they probably wouldn't communicate in private. As for those who were selected, they all went on stage on the spot and followed Empress Baixian. Go, and no one will know what happened afterwards."

The Taoist also nodded, and added: "Because I didn't want to leave Changqing Temple for too long, I asked an immortal attendant at the Dharma meeting the year before last. The immortal attendant saw that I could only practice ordinary martial arts, and even my teacher was They didn't ask any questions, but said that if they were selected, they would have to serve in front of the Empress Seat for a few years first, and then they would be eligible to walk out after they had started to practice. This request is not too much, so I didn't think too much about it."

Qi Jingzhi nodded lightly when he heard this: "This is the proper meaning in the question, and there is nothing wrong with it. Seeing is believing for what's inside."

Seeing that his face was fair, Jin Yuanwai hurried over, with a flattering smile on his face: "Boss, since I haven't checked it out yet, what you said about the accomplice just now... oh, and what you asked earlier The selection process for becoming an immortal is actually very simple, that is, everyone gathers together, prepares the rituals, sets up a feast, burns incense and celebrates the number, and waits for the decree to come down from the empress."

"The selected ones go up to the altar alone, and are lifted by five-color auspicious clouds, fly into the Ascension to Immortal Terrace, and make an entrance ceremony to the empress. After the unselected ones congratulated in unison, they dispersed separately to wait for the next year."

Qi Jingzhi nodded and wrote it down. Seeing the pitiful appearance of the fat man, he immediately said angrily: "Have you recovered yet? Get out of bed after you rest and go home to live your rich life!"

No matter what Jin Yuanwai thought in his heart, he agreed very readily in his mouth, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "The villain listened to what the superior said, such as stealing money and killing people, and I have already heard it in my heart." I'm afraid, how dare I wait longer?"

After that, he winked at his two guards.

Among them, the middle-aged guard was the most experienced, and he responded quickly when he saw this, and walked towards the mountain road when he came: "The waiter will go down the mountain! It's the way when we came, we men will take care of each other one by one. You can rest assured!"

Jin Yuanwai responded, and bowed to everyone in front of the mountain temple, not even Jiao Yulang.

Immediately, the fat man walked to the side of the mountain road three times in two steps, still facing the direction of the mountain temple, grasping a protruding mountain rock in his hand, carefully put one foot down first, and stepped on it firmly before the other. Then, using both hands and feet, he wobbled down the mountain.

The young guard who hadn't said a word was at the end, quickly put away the redwood ponytail, and followed closely.

Looking at the backs of the three of them, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

This member of the Jin family was quite ambitious and wealthy, if someone else told him to quit, it might not be so straightforward, but he showed his badge, even if it was just the lowest badge of police officers, It also represents the authority of Zhenmoyuan and even the imperial court, the meaning is completely different, and the result is clear at a glance.

"Hmph! If you don't enjoy the good fortune and happiness, why bother to suffer this kind of living crime!"

Old Wei sighed with emotion, and then glanced at the young Taoist priest in black: "What are you still doing here like a wooden stake? If the road of practice is really so easy, your master will let you come out to find opportunities by yourself?"

The young Taoist priest in black stiffened his neck and remained silent, obviously dissatisfied.

Old Wei shook his head, and added a few more sentences: "Even if there is only the inheritance of martial arts, Changqing Temple is by no means comparable to ordinary Taoist temples. If you rebuild the Taoist temple, you will already have a good future. I think your master will agree with these words." You said that he can let it go, what kind of bastard are you, a brat? That's all the old man said, you can do it yourself!"

Xu said that after the death of the master, there was no such warm-hearted teaching from the master. The young black-clothed Taoist priest was obviously a little moved. He saluted the old Wei solemnly and went down the mountain without looking back.

"Hey! I'm not very good at it, but I have learned a lot about the bad temper of the old bastard!"

Old Wei withdrew his gaze, his expression was still a little melancholy, his eyebrows were knit together, and the wrinkles on his forehead appeared to be a little deeper.

Seeing this, Jiao Yulang immediately leaned over, looked up and down, and asked curiously, "Old Wei, where did you hide the red gold knife?"

The old man followed his gaze, and immediately became angry: "Hey, where are you looking at with such mischievous eyes?"

(End of this chapter)