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Chapter 1252 The old man sees the old man, all the fruits are because of me

Wei Yuan was sitting in the mountain. He now knew what caused this outrageous cause and effect on his body. After all, the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain named Zhang had built a Taoist temple in this mountain, the Zhenwu Taoist Temple. Inside

The enshrined statue points directly at himself.

Wei Yuan once took a look at a spell.

The two generals Turtle and Snake stood on one side, and the statue of Zhenwu in the middle was wearing a black Taoist robe, barefoot, covered with Dharma, holding a sword, and behind him there was a yellow scarf warrior guarding the attendant holding a black flag. Wei Yuan looked at it with a complicated heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to wear shoes, it's because he has been here for too long, and the shoes have been affected by the yin and yang energy and broken into pieces, and even the wooden hairpin has rotted away, but it has become a statue of Zhenwu, not limited to its appearance.

The reason for foreign appearance.

But the cause and effect has come to an end.

Wei Yuan, the highest god in the north of the Taoist sect, once captured the Northern Xuanwu in the future, and at the same time gave him the talisman of the North Pole Zhenwu Emperor in the Taoist talisman system. However, he did not expect that the source of this name would also be himself.

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It is truly the cause of all effects.

Once there is a result, I am the cause.

It's just that the cause and effect knot this time is a bit big and violent. The many yin and yang ripples around have been dismantled and dispersed into countless extremely pure yin and yang energy. The black giant snake is clinging to the branches of the old tree. The original body

It had at least expanded to several times its original size, its eyes were white, and its mouth was open to breathe.

And the old turtle no longer lies under Wei Yuan's seat as a mount.

At this moment, it was lying on its back on the ground, and its tortoise shell was slightly enlarged.

Even though a person has been absorbing the vitality of Yin and Yang since he was a child, until now, after decades of hard work and Taoism, these two strange beasts can no longer continue to swallow them. Otherwise, I am afraid that there will only be Yin and Yang.

If the gas is swallowed into the stomach, the result will be death due to abdominal distension.

So now Wei Yuan is sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, surrounded by the disassembled and extremely pure Yin and Yang Qi, swirling and whistling. It is indeed extremely mysterious. Wei Yuan originally didn't care, but as time went on, he was

The yin and yang qi that he had originally dismantled actually showed signs of reuniting, and Wei Yuan had to find a way to get rid of these things.

All things are constructed of Yin and Yang.

In other words, it is woven according to a certain order and rules.

There is only one way to prevent it from returning to its original rules, and that is to give it new rules and order. Wei Yuan pondered for a long time, trying to weave the two qi of yin and yang together in a mutually exclusive way, but it attracted a lot of attention.

A rather large explosion.

The entire mountain peak was rumbled and shook, and Wei Yuan also saw that the Yin and Yang Qi in his hand were directly annihilated, making his clone quite embarrassed. Wei Yuan laughed loudly, which was rare.

During this long period of sitting, I found something interesting.

So while dismantling it, he reassembled and knitted it together, trying to use the fundamental vitality of Yin and Yang to form and weave rules beyond the Yin and Yang avenue. This extremely ridiculous thing actually happened under the strange situation he was in now.

Little by little, he figured out some truths and possibilities.

Now the old turtle and the old snake watched helplessly as the laws of yin and yang were changing and weaving in the hands of the black-robed Taoist.

It vaguely turned into the shape of a picture scroll. Although it was far from being accomplished, and they didn't know what use it would be after it was accomplished, the two of them could vaguely feel that although this thing was woven by the two energies of Yin and Yang.

, but it does not follow the path of Yin and Yang, but it is partial and vaguely consistent with the Great Dao.

It is indeed extremely mysterious and unfathomable.

During this process, Zhang Ruosu once gave him a verbal message using the Dharma method.

Wang Chongyang has also created the foundation of Quanzhen, breaking the mystery of the womb. Wang Chongyang and Lu Chunyang have since returned to one person, and then escaped in the form of immortals, passing on the orthodoxy of Quanzhen to his disciples, and he is one with the Eight Immortals.

And, go to the bank of the East China Sea and practice together, hoping that the time to cross the sea will come as soon as possible.

When the Eight Immortals came to deliver the message, each of them left a message for Wei Yuan:

When the power of the Eight Immortals is gathered into one, there will naturally be many changes and weather changes.

After Wei Yuan read the letter, he told them that they could cross the sea, but he himself kept the acquired gossip energy represented by the Eight Immortals. After thinking about it, he held it in his hand. It would be a waste to throw it away.

He threw it to turtles and snakes, but they didn't eat it.

It was simply woven directly into the scroll of Yin and Yang. Where the two qi of Ming and Yang originally circled and intertwined, traces of Bagua were left around Tai Chi, and the trajectory of change between Yin and Yang and Bagua was opened up again.

It makes its breath more harmonious and smooth.

Time passes like this day after day,

Because the two qi of yin and yang will collapse and return to their original state as long as they are ignored for a moment.

So when he was weaving the two qi of yin and yang, he simply incorporated the qi of cause and effect into it. Anyway, these cause and effects appeared inexplicably while staying here. It would be better if some of them were eliminated. Besides, the cause and effect is woven into the yin and yang.

What's even more wonderful is that one day, when Wei Yuan was deconstructing the concept, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

The black-haired man raised his head and looked into the distance.

Turtle Snake was able to speak, and he was quite understanding of human nature. Snake was hesitant and said:

"Tianzun, did you see something?"

Wei Yuan looked at the half-woven scroll in his hand and sighed: "I used the cause and effect accumulated in this era to weave this scroll of magic, but just now, I found that one of the cause and effect was about to break."

"The cause and effect is about to break?"

The two generals, Turtle and Snake, looked at each other with a sense of confusion in their eyes.

Wei Yuan waved his sleeve with his right hand, causing the Tai Chi diagram he was weaving and refining to fly into his sleeve. He said sadly: "Cause and effect are threads, from there to me. If it is broken, then there is something."

My old friend is going to die."

"After all, it can be regarded as a cause and effect. Even though it caused me a lot of trouble at the beginning, it helped me a lot later. I should go and see him."

Along with the ripples of yin and yang, Wei Yuan dismantled, refined, reversed and weaved them into the scroll in his hand.

Wei Yuan is less and less disturbed by Yin and Yang Ripples. He no longer has to stay here. Although he still can't do too many other things, he can take action for a short time and wait until he comes back.

It is not impossible to resolve the accumulated impact of the Yin and Yang Law.

The huge snake, already like a dragon, swallowed the snake letter and asked:

"Does Tianzun know who it is? Where is it?"

Wei Yuan was slightly startled, then laughed and said, "Although I say I don't know, why is it so difficult?"

He also pointed to a point where golden ripples naturally appeared in the void, connecting here and there with cause and effect, and then deconstructing the space with the changes of yin and yang. Generals Turtle and Snake both saw that a huge golden bridge appeared in the void.

It exudes an extremely rich aura of cause and effect and ripples of yin and yang.

It caused a huge tremor in the void.

There were layers of ripples in the space.

Then the Taoist with his hair and black clothes ordered: "You two wait here, I will go and come back."

The two generals Turtle and Snake agreed and saw Wei Yuan walking onto the huge golden bridge step by step.

Then there was a huge earthquake in Jinqiao, the stream of light changed unpredictably, and the rosy light rose up, which further highlighted that the Taoist who stepped on it was not a mortal. This was just the manifestation of the way of cause and effect. In the long years of dismantling Yin and Yang, Wei Yuan

, there is no particularly significant improvement above its own realm.

But in terms of the art of exquisite movement, I have actually learned a lot of tricks.

Wei Yuan walked out step by step. When the cause and effect dispersed, he had already arrived at a city. In front of him was a somewhat dilapidated courtyard. Looking up, he could see an old tree spreading out. It was early spring, just after the middle of winter, and there were many leaves.

It has withered and fallen, giving it a sense of decay.

Wei Yuan was surrounded by cause and effect and changed his appearance at will.

The Taoist robe and mango shoes, carrying some wine and meat in his hands, and just a hint of causality on his body are enough to make anyone think that they have seen this Taoist before, or they have seen him occasionally when relatives and friends meet, or maybe they have seen him before.

It's above the temple fair restaurant,

He glanced at it from a distance.

In short, he is not a stranger, but it is impossible to tell who this person is in detail.

The Taoist knocked on the door, which frightened the sparrows in the old tree.

After a while, someone came to knock on the door, and because Wei Yuan had some karma, he thought he was a good friend of the old man in the courtyard, so he was invited to enter. And Wei Yuan saw that the old man who belonged to this courtyard was an eyebrow.

Among them, there is an old man with unabated arrogance, his beard and hair are hanging down, but he looks like a scholar in all his clothes.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw the plaque on the room inside.

"Jiaxuanju..."

There is only one person named Jiaxuan.

Xin Qiji.

It turned out to be him.

Xin Qiji, who was already old, looked at the old friend in front of him. Due to the relationship between cause and effect, he only regarded him as Pao Ze, who had fought side by side in the past. Even though he was already old, he still ordered to buy wine and meat, and sat in the old tree to drink and chat.

When the wine was getting fuller, Wei Yuan brought up the past and said:

"I didn't expect that Jiaxuan would be in such a situation."

"How high-spirited you were when you were young."

The old Xin Qiji laughed: "Hahahaha, high-spirited? That's true."

"You and I were both young at that time, the blood in our bodies was still warm, our horses were fast, and our swords seemed to have endless strength. When we climbed high and looked far, we always felt that we were the ones who could whip our horses and save the country from danger.

, my adoptive father taught me the art of immortal swordsmanship, and also gave me the art of war written by Marshal Yue."

"When I was young, I thought that I was invincible in both literary and martial arts. I was arrogant and arrogant."

"I just feel that I am the best in the world in writing lyrics, and I am the best in the world in mounting my horse to kill the enemy. Conquering the motherland is just a matter of backhand."

"But, why are we so old..."

When the old man talked about the past, he burst into tears.

A hearty meal of wine and food.

Wei Yuan looked at Xin Qiji, and a stream of yin and yang energy flowed into the old man's body.

Extending his life by seven years.

Then he picked up a glass of wine and said softly to the drunken old man: "I respect your words and your ambitions. I respect you even more. The stars are like rain. I also respect you for reading the sword while drunk."

, Meng Hui Trumpet Company. "He stood up and saw that the strand of cause and effect had finally broken. He smiled freely and turned around to leave.

Xin Qiji woke up at night, drank a bowl of sobering soup, and saw the words he had written while drunk.

I was about to write down the gift to whom, but I don’t know why. I couldn’t remember who I was drinking and talking about today. The original owner of this courtyard believed in Huang Lao’s teachings. When he raised his head, he could see the enshrined person.

The Taoist Sanqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, Xin Qiji smiled freely and stopped thinking about it.

Just put pen to paper——"A guest talks about fame and fame in memory of his youth."

In the prime of life, banners support thousands of people, and brocade eaves suddenly cross the river.

The soldiers of Yan are wearing silver at night, and the arrows of Han are flying toward the golden servant girl.

Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain my white mustache.

[But I exchanged ten thousand words of plain military policy for my boss’s tree-planting book.]

The old man caressed the last line of words, and suddenly recalled what the immortal adoptive father said to him when he was a young man. He also gave General Yue Fei's military art legacy, Pingrong Policy, to him, and said sincerely: "Don't

I want to let down the Song Dynasty." He was obviously drunk, but he put a little force on his palms and murmured to himself: "Father..."

"You'an never let down the Song Dynasty."

"But why did the Song Dynasty let down the people..."

Where the words fell, the emotion reached the depths. When I saw the gray hair on the temples in the bronze mirror, I realized the pain of Liu Xuande's pain and the rebirth of his flesh, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

………………

Wei Yuan left this place, but did not return to the mountain immediately.

Instead, he walked slowly in the modern era. Moreover, every step he took was accompanied by the erosion of the Yin and Yang Qi and the Law of Ripples. He simply walked and slowly dismantled these laws. He didn't know how long it took, and the King Qi of the Central Plains gradually withered away.

, and he has already reached the bottom of the original mountain.

There is one on the mountainside

There is a Taoist temple. In the Taoist temple, an old Taoist priest tells a story to a young Taoist priest.

That old Taoist priest is already very old.

His hair is gray, and he no longer has the high spirits he had when he first came here.

Sitting on the wicker chair, I swayed from side to side.

"On this mountain, there were floods in the past. There is a spring below. It was the place where the two generals turtle and snake appeared for the first time. A sip can cure diseases and strengthen the body. The snake is so huge that the turtle seems to be able to hit it.

When you collapse this mountain, there is a Taoist priest on a turtle, with loose hair, black clothes, holding a sword, stepping on turtles and snakes, and the follower is holding a black flag."

"If you don't obey me, hey, I'm going to arrest you."

Inside the Taoist temple in the mountains, the old Taoist priest slowly told stories, but the child in front did not feel scared. He just slowly chopped firewood and remained calm. Although he was still young, he already had a bit of Yuan Chun Yue Zhi's magnanimity.

The tenderness between the eyebrows can tell the age.

Dangdangdang————

There are guests in Taoist temples.

The incense was blown away.

The very old Taoist raised his head and saw a young Taoist at the door. He was wearing a black robe. His hair was no longer loose, but his eyebrows were very familiar, and they were the same as they were decades ago. This Longhushan was originally

The lips of the old Taoist priest who was supposed to be wearing purple robes suddenly trembled. He stood up tremblingly and said:

"You...are you...going down the mountain?"

Wei Yuan saw that the spiritual light in this old Taoist who was the first to build a Taoist temple was very weak.

The old Taoist respectfully offered incense to him and then bowed down.

Wei Yuan looked at him and said regretfully: "You are going to die."

The old Taoist saluted respectfully and replied: "Taoists should know the destiny of heaven. Death is nothing. What I am afraid of is that I don't know what death is. But even though I am dead, I have a plea. I hope you can listen to it..." He pulled

The little Taoist priest who was only five or six years old came over and said:

"Today, chaos has arisen in the world. This is the orphan I saw when I came down from the mountain."

"The bandits entered the village, and then came the rebel soldiers who suppressed the bandits. His parents are both dead. I adopted him back. I am unmarried and have no heirs. I feel sorry for the ancestors of Longhu Mountain."

"But what our sect needs is a fellow practitioner, but it is not a blood inheritance. I gave him my surname and settled the cause and effect with the blood. Now I am about to go down the mountain. I hope you can accept him."

Wei Yuan said, "What are you going to do when you go down the mountain?"

The old Taoist replied: "People from the mountains come down from the mountains to experience calamities."

"What you have cultivated cannot be buried in the mountains."

Wei Yuan looked at him deeply, and suddenly remembered that among the Yin soldiers of the Taoist sect who followed Bai Qi into the wilderness, there seemed to be such a Taoist who had personally experienced the disaster of weapons and weapons, so he nodded, and the Taoist laughed and held his hands,

After entrusting the child to Wei Yuan, he went down the mountain with a sword one day later.

Wei Yuan pulled the little Taoist priest and asked, "Your surname is Zhang?"

"what is it call?"

The little Taoist priest said: "Master, my name is Junbao."

He raised his head, looked at the black-haired Taoist, and looked at the turtles and snakes circling on the mountain.

"Zhang Junbao."

PS: Second update today…………

Zhang Junbao, nicknamed Sanfeng.

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