Chapter 132: Jun Buried in the Spring and Under the Mud to Sell the Bones
Chapter 132: You buried your bones in the mud under the spring
Author: Seeking spring and continuing the day
Chapter 132: You buried your bones in the mud under the spring
At that moment, Yan Jianwei, whose vitality had reached the limit, seemed to have completely given up the struggle between life and death. He stood there calmly, letting the evil wind and smoke carry him, and letting the magic circle suppress him. The looming sight passed through
The jagged wounds pierced into his flesh and blood, but the severe pain was transmitted into his mind, but Yan Jianwei's face only saw peace in the face of life and death.
"Fellow Taoist, this struggle on the great road, on the road to immortality, in the turbulent world of mortals, is nothing more than you killing me, or me killing you. If you look at it, the so-called cause and effect, this is what it is.
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I made a mistake today and died in your hands, Taoist friend. After all, I was the proud elder of the great religion who was on the verge of the golden elixir realm. It doesn't mean that I have insulted my mother's name. After all, when it comes to the fundamentals, it's just
Just an incarnation.
Even if it is damaged, it has not really hit the door of life. Some losses are still bearable, so Pindao can accept this calmly and plans to take advantage of the remaining time before his death to spend more time with Qin Duo.
Say something.
This life is entrusted to you, fellow Taoist, just absorb some power of luck, and don’t go any further. What kind of method is the Blood Demon Path? You should be able to understand why the incarnation of Pindao has reached this stage! Don’t get involved!”
Speaking of this, Yan Jianwei even showed a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were calm and peaceful, and the eyes he looked at the Sixth Elder of Baihualou only contained pure warning.
"For so many years, the Blood Evil Dao has not been able to produce a great golden elixir monk. The problems inside have already been explained. You have your own way to go. Don't taint the Dao Fruit for this. Otherwise, if you insist on forcing it, you will fail.
Not to mention, in this disaster, it is most likely to lose one's life! If a poor Taoist takes the first step, it will be difficult for fellow Taoists to follow in my footsteps!
I have already suffered a loss in this disaster. In fact, when it comes to breaking the sky, I have reached the point where I can't bear to say it. The old body's dojo is in Tingchang Mountain. Even if I really become the incarnation of the scale saint, there will be a group of Xuan family colleagues in northern Xinjiang.
If you use the killing technique to take my life, you won't cause much trouble, but you are different. The Baihualou Dharma Boat is always lying in the open sea.
If you are greedy for a moment and fall for that trick, it will not be easy whether you ask the golden elixir channel to help you or ask someone to eliminate the root of the disaster. The longer the time goes by, the greater the disaster will be! Not to mention that you will still be there when the time comes.
Not you yourself, just talking about Baihualou’s heritage and reputation over the years, I’m afraid it will all be in vain!”
Maybe this person is about to die, but his words are also good.
At this moment, Yan Jianwei's eyes seemed to only focus on the important matters of this kind of human monks. He was afraid that the Sixth Elder of Baihualou would make a mistake here and take a step that others would regret.
But in the place, the Sixth Elder of Baihualou listened to what Yan Jianwei said. He just pursed his lips tightly and said nothing from the beginning to the end, but in the eyes looking at Yan Jianwei's figure, he could faintly see the light of repeated struggles.
So, seeing the Sixth Elder's expression, Yan Jian opened his mouth slightly, as if he had something to say, but fell into a long silence.
As they looked at each other in silent silence, the wind and frost swept around them, making people feel increasingly cold and solemn.
——
Tianwu Daocheng, in the courtyard.
Xie Chengqiong was still standing far away from Chu Weiyang, but now she heard Chu Weiyang's words and took the Qiankun Pouch into the palm of her hand from a distance. When she turned her hand, the yin and yang had dragon patterns on both sides.
A stone piece with the Chinese character "Xie" carved in phoenix seal script.
The beautiful jade lost its aura and turned into a stubborn stone in the erosion of time. However, when I looked at it carefully this time, I could still imagine the beauty of the jade pendant when it was intact through the details on it.
And for a direct descendant of the Xie family like Xie Chengqiong, perhaps more secrets can be seen through the lines in the corners.
But after looking at it for a long time, Xie Chengqiong flipped his wrist and put the stone piece back into the Qiankun bag, and then, wrapped in mana, it landed on the stone table in front of Chu Weiyang again.
The young man raised his eyebrows, somewhat confused.
What's the matter, this is all planned to be returned to its original owner, but the Xie family is so "showing great filial piety"?
But before Chu Weiyang could think about it, he heard Xie Chengqiong's faint voice.
"Don't look at me with that look. It's not that the younger generations are unworthy, but it's just that the past has been too long. It's really nonsense to say that there is any indescribable emotion of gratitude. At that time, my Xie family was still considered a holy sect. From a different branch, logically speaking, you, the current leader of the Holy Sect, are more qualified to deal with this corpse.
Of course, it is the best thing to return to Tiantai Taoist City and rest in peace, but if I take the bones of the sages back, I will not say it as a matter of law, but also cut off some good karma and good deeds here for you, so you want me to say, or When you arrive at Tiantai Dao City in the future, you will personally teach the clan elders and others, and with your status as the heir of the Holy Sect, you will be able to benefit from it!"
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang no longer hesitated and directly put away the Qiankun bag again.
This is the benefit of showing sincerity. Chu Weiyang can truly feel that Xie Chengqiong is really considering it for him.
When he thought of this, Chu Weiyang bowed respectfully.
"senior……"
Just when Chu Weiyang was hesitating, Xie Chengqiong smiled.
"Whether it is counting from Masandong, or counting from the ancestors of the Wu Xie family and the Holy Sect, it is not an exaggeration to say that I am your elder, well... In the Xie family, if I walk seven, you will call me seven Uncle Master!"
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang almost didn't hesitate at all, and bowed again with his fists clasped.
"Uncle Seventh Master!"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Xie Chengqiong smiled and responded repeatedly, then flicked her wrist and threw another jade slip in front of Chu Weiyang.
When he looked down, he saw a line of seal patterns lightly engraved on the gray and black jade slips——
"Danyun Five Evils Talisman Sutra"
Looking at the writing on it, Chu Weiyang hesitated, not knowing how to react.
"This... Uncle Seventh Master, this..."
Compared to Chu Weiyang's hesitation, Xie Chengqiong only waved his hand casually.
"There's nothing worth hesitating about. It's just an ordinary secret method. You've even practiced the Yun Ji Sutra, so why are you hesitating now? Besides, what I said to you in public at the beginning is not the same. It was just a cover-up. At that time, I had already thought of sending this sutra and mantra to you.
Now that we have talked to each other, and we have recognized our identity, why bother going around in circles? Think of it as a meeting gift between my uncle and you! Wait for this to be remembered. When it is actually distributed to your jade talisman, you can exchange it for other skills and secrets, which can be regarded as an extra layer of foundation."
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang immediately understood that it was one thing to provide convenience to his family, but in fact, Xie Chengqiong was still trying to make up for Chu Weiyang's failure of the sutra's curse earlier.
When he thought of this and felt Xie Chengqiong's care, Chu Weiyang sighed in his heart with great complexity.
He naturally understood that as time passed by, the legal identity of Panwang Yuanzong, the real Xie family was actually quite weak.
Otherwise, the Sword Sect disciples would not have come to the mountain gate to kill them, and Chu Weiyang and Guo Dian would not have been trapped in the Demon Suppressing Cave for so long.
All the hardships that should have been endured have been endured. Naturally, as of today, the heel and foot of this plate of Wang Yuanzong's roots and seedlings do not have a truly weighty identity.
It is precisely because of this that Chu Weiyang is increasingly able to understand that behind Xie Chengqiong's attitude towards him, there is a strange and familiar figure in Yunyu, a figure that is hazy and non-existent on his body.
Masandong...
Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang was inexplicable. He didn't refuse any more. He just bent down respectfully, picked up the jade slips on the table, and put them into the Qiankun bag. After doing this, Chu Weiyang looked at them again. To Xie Chengqiong here.
"Uncle Seventh, Guan Ma is in charge of him..."
The words were on the tip of his tongue. Chu Weiyang, who boasted that he had some exquisite speaking skills, now didn't know how to mention this old friend to Xie Chengqiong.
When he was about to speak, he stopped, and when he saw Xie Chengqiong again, he laughed again.
There was sadness in that smile, but also relief; there was grief, but also freedom and ease.
"This man died like a lamp going out. Everything has passed. There is no point in mentioning him. As long as my uncle understands it, he will be buried in Tiantai Taoist City, next to me, an old friend. That's enough... But you, well, I know that when he was young, his swordsmanship was more important than his own life.
Now many years have passed, and I have never personally experienced what happened on your escape, but after all, he passed on the swordsmanship to you. This is probably where his thoughts lie, so...it just so happens that you are in control of it just like the fate of cause and effect. Spiritual creature, have you ever thought about your future path in the way of the sword?"
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang was confused again.
After all, the sword spirits in his sword are all the senior sisters of Tingchang Mountain. From beginning to end, Chu Weiyang only received guidance from Ma Guanshi, although he once heard him talk about the Four Seasons Sword. The Gaomiao Sword Sutra that I followed was still shackled to my foundation. I had not even fully mastered the Four Seasons Sword, so I never thought about the path ahead.
Because, in the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang's thoughts were whirling. After some inquiring and complex thinking, Chu Weiyang unhurriedly told Xie Chengqiong the purest and true thoughts in his heart.
"Uncle Master Dare knows that while it is said to be the so-called practice of swordsmanship, in fact, at the very beginning, I just thought about cultivating sword intent and using the seeds of sword intent to refine evil spirits. I did not think too much about the road ahead, but in the end, it is the most important thing. When he first escaped from the Demon Suppressing Cave, he had already developed a grudge against the Sword Sect. When he arrived at Lingqiu Mountain, he also deeply hated the Jie Yun lineage.
Now that the small semi-spiritual object of the Sword Sect is in my hands, this is probably already known to everyone. I have been thinking about it in my heart. I have been diligent and brave in the way of swordsmanship. I must first refine the "Four Seasons Sword". Then, with the twenty-four righteous sword intentions, I will continue the sword sutra of Jie Yun, lead a path that their line has not been able to take for countless years, and completely put an end to their delusions!"
Perhaps thinking about his previous difficult experience, Chu Weiyang still unconsciously showed a bit of hatred as he spoke.
But it was at this time that Xie Chengqiong smiled and shook his head.
"Weiyang, if you can trust me, my uncle, maybe I can give you some guidance on the way forward in the way of swordsmanship. After all, my uncle was so talented back then that he almost joined the Sword Sect!"
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang bowed again without thinking.
"Junior, I respectfully listen to my uncle's instructions!"