Although his good disciple Xingjun has lost all his martial arts skills, his body is still the body of an ordinary person.
If you take good care of yourself, you can eat, drink, walk and jump, and your lifespan is no different from that of ordinary people.
Besides, being a wealthy man without this intrigue and deceitful world is not a bad thing.
However, I must pay the price I deserve, which is his bottom line.
After thinking about Wu Tao's attitude, he did not want to cause another battle between Qingyun Temple and Shaolin Temple. After sighing...
He slapped his forehead, swallowed and spitted his palms, and immediately died and fell to the ground.
Other monks knelt down and kowtowed, and their crying was shocking, as if they had turned into a mourning hall.
However, if he didn't punish him, this thorn would stay between Qingyun Temple and Shaolin Temple forever...
As for the fuse of this matter, the so-called heir of the presidency, Xuan Shan, had long been deprived of the qualification of the heir and was sent to face the wall to think about it.
And it’s not just about thinking about mistakes in the face of the wall.
Generally, the longest thoughts on facing the wall are only a few months, but the time for Xuanshan to face the wall is ten years.
"Master!"
When Xingyun saw Wu Tao coming, he hurried forward and saluted respectfully.
Because there is only a skilled apprentice like Xingyun in front of you, and Wu Tao feels that his current body is too old...
Then, he stepped down from the position of the scepter.
Now Xingyun has become the new master of Qingyun Temple.
Of course, once something big happens, Wu Tao still has to take action.
Xingyun also knew that his fame and martial arts were not convinced. In recent years, he could only rely on his master's support, so he was still very flattering to Wu Tao.
One day, he felt that his position had settled down, and perhaps he would be bored with Wu Tao's existence.
Of course, this is only possible after a long time.
And this is human nature!
Three months later, Yangzhou.
In the middle of the night, the fire swayed in the City God Temple.
A group of northern merchants, including several martial arts people, were gathering together to avoid this sudden storm.
While they were talking about business, they talked about some interesting stories about the world from time to time.
"Recently, the martial arts world in Lin Kingdom has been surging, with demons, ghosts, immortals, and Buddhas appearing one after another..."
An old man in his seventies or eighties smoked a dry tobacco and said leisurely.
And his words obviously attracted the interest of others around him.
A young girl in pink dress curled her lips and questioned: "Old man, are you old and confused? How could there be monsters, immortals, and Buddhas in this world?"
"Haha, you don't understand the yellow-haired little girl with no teeth. You must know that these people I mentioned are all grandmaster-level figures..."
"Do you know how terrible the power will be there once the internal power reaches the level of a great master? The power of opening mountains and breaking rivers, and the three flowers of internal power gathering to the top of the head is far beyond your imagination..."
The old martial artist held the cigarette pole again and slowly exhaled a puff of cigarettes, saying, "What's more, these great masters are all top figures of major forces in the world, the leader of the Demon God Sect, and the previous generation view of Qingyun Temple.
Lord, the previous generation of hosts of Shaolin Temple, is said to have lived for hundreds of years.
"What's wrong with calling such a person, demon, ghost, immortal, and Buddha..."
"On June 9, 320th year of Hongwu, the battle that took place in Shaolin Temple in Songshan was shocking!"
"Squeak...squeak..."
Just as everyone looked at the temple gate together, the dilapidated temple gate was slowly pushed open, and an old Taoist priest who could not tell was walking slowly towards the center of the dilapidated temple.
Although the old Taoist priest was extremely old, his eyes were flashing with a splendor like a young man, his temple was raised high, and the sword in his hand was extraordinary at first glance. These people who ran around the world could see it at first glance
I know it's a training student.
"The moonlit night is deep and the rainstorm suddenly comes. The old Taoist priest comes to stay overnight. If there is any disturbance, I hope he can forgive me."
This old Taoist priest is Wu Tao.
Wu Tao said this to these people, then walked to a corner of the dilapidated temple and sat down cross-legged.
The people in the ruined temple looked at each other with a glimpse of their eyes, but they didn't say much.
An old man dares to walk alone in the world, more or less has certain abilities. These people who travel in the world are best at identifying people and distinguishing things. After seeing Wu Tao's extraordinaryness, they dare not be arrogant.
The girl in red picked up a biscuit and handed it to the old man, then said, "Grandpa, you eat it first. Please continue to talk about the Shaolin Temple in Songshan."
"I can't say it anymore. The older I am, the less courage I am. I'm afraid that after some people hear it, my head will not be able to be saved. I want to live a few more years..."
The old man tapped the ground with a cigarette pole, shook the ash in the cigarette spoon, and said with a smile.
Hearing this, the girl in red held her chin with her hands, blinked her eyes and said, "You can talk about the identities of those people. No matter how domineering they are, they can't even let others say their names.
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"Oh, since you said that little girl, can I still say no?"
"That demon is the Netherworld Crazy of the Demon God Sect, the Immortal is Qingyunzi, the previous master of Qingyun Temple, and the Buddha is the previous host of Shaolin Temple, Master Dukong..."
The old man sighed and said.
"Haha... Old man, do you know so much?"
At this time, a sound full of energy suddenly came from outside the ruined temple.
Everyone in the ruined temple changed his expression when he heard this, and some even pulled out weapons.
"Hulala!"
In the dark night, there were suddenly a series of figures wearing brocade clothes and beast robes.
Their waist tags were hung on their waists, and it was obvious that they could tell their identities at a glance.
"The Emperor's Embroidered Uniform Guard?"
A well-informed man from the world cried out in horror, and his whole body began to tremble.
Others' legs were also shaking, because the Jinyiwei not only had great martial arts skills, but also cruel methods, and killing people is not illegal!
According to legend, it is far better to commit suicide immediately and come more happily!
A captain of the Jinyiwei said to these people in the dilapidated temple: "You should know the rules when doing business in the Jinyiwei!"
""I know, I know..."
After a glance at each other, these people walked hard on their heads and walked outside the dilapidated temple. No matter how heavy the rain or the wind was, they would not dare to stay here.
When the Jinyiwei handles the case, outsiders must disperse, otherwise they will be charged with the criminal and killed together.
Two rows of Jinyiwei separated, Liu Haoran, the commander of the fourth-rank commander of Jinyiwei, walked out of the crowd and looked at Wu Tao in the corner.
He bowed respectfully and said, "National Master, it's been a long time since I was gone!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Tao turned his head, looked at Liu Haoran, and asked coldly: "Commander Liu, is there anything important to come to me with such a big fanfare?"
"Hehe... I don't want to come to you, but the current emperor is old and forgot to owe you to someone else, and invite you to go to the capital and let you dig it."
Liu Haoran's face was filled with a smile, and he replied, "You are the master of the National Master, please go back to the capital with Bei Zhi. In order to find you, I first went to Qingyun Temple, and then visited them all.
It took a whole month for Yangzhou to find you here!"
After thinking about it, Wu Tao nodded and replied, "Yes, then let's go."
Liu Haoran was obviously relieved when he heard this.
I am really afraid that this national master who lives in his 120s and who is close to immortals will not go back with him.
He had no confidence and used his dozens of people to capture a great master.
Originally, Liu Haoran was preparing to kill all the others in the ruined temple to silence him, but after thinking about Wu Tao's identity as Qingyunzi, he gave up this idea.
After this night.
A legend about Qing Yunzi gradually began to spread in the Ming Empire!
Qingyunzi, the previous generation of Qingyun Temple, was invited by the Jinyiwei to go to the capital to calculate the national destiny for the Ming Dynasty, which became a word of mouth for the people in the martial arts world.
In September, the main entrance of the Ming Empire was wide open, and an old Taoist priest with white hair slowly walked into the capital through the main entrance.
He was wearing a luxurious green Taoist robe, with the Daming River map embroidered with silver silk-edged cloud dragon patterns in the middle, a white jade belt around his waist, a glass Taoist crown on his head, a whisk on his right hand, and a back behind him.
A sword is so powerful that it is enough to be scared to death.
It looks like an old god who has entered the world.
Although the people in the capital were talking a lot, no one caught up with the moment.
This Taoist dressed so extraordinary and acted so arrogantly. If he accidentally hated him, basically they had some identity and background, and they could not say that they could not resist the people outside the world and could not protect them.
After all, this old Taoist priest walked in from the main entrance of the capital with a swagger.
You should know that since ancient times, only the emperor can walk through the main gate of the capital, commonly known as the so-called imperial road.
Even the princes who entered Beijing were not allowed to walk through the main entrance, and could only walk through the side entrance like ordinary people.
As time passed, the onlookers changed one after another, and there were many high-ranking officials and nobles who were also hidden among the crowd, secretly observing the national teacher of the Ming Empire.
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