This large house in Qingyunmen is located on a small slope in front of the mountain.
This was built by Wu Daotao ten years ago. As for the source of the money... you can roughly guess it by thinking about what this guy was doing when he first met Chen Nuo.
However, this is not the real old house of Qingyunmen.
It's annoying to say it.
This new house was originally a ruined temple. There was no official registration. It was a wild temple in the countryside, and I don’t know how much money it cost to build it.
The origin is no longer known.
Later, it became a place for nearby villagers to worship - incense, of course it is not good.
Villagers are very practical. Among Chinese villages, the first priority is to worship ancestors, especially in the countryside, where clans have their own ancestral halls for worship.
This kind of wild temple just relies on people who have a headache or fever to burn yellow paper and make a wish or something.
This kind of wild temple has little incense, so it can barely survive by relying on the help of the villagers, but there is absolutely no money.
Even the mountain gate is in tatters, the golden body of Buddha is missing, and half of the clay statue of Buddha has collapsed.
The two tile-roofed houses were built decades ago by a wealthy man who returned to his hometown after making a fortune and donated money to do good deeds.
Decades later, they all became dilapidated houses.
There were two monks left in the temple before, one old and one young. The old one is an old monk who is known in the village, and the younger one was brought back by the old monk after he went away one day. He is said to be the child of a lay relative.
After he was in trouble and all the adults were gone, he was brought back for adoption - the women in the village gossiped that this was the old monk's bastard outside.
Naturally, there is no way to verify this legend.
Ten years ago, when Wu Daotao came back from outside and made money, he decided to rebuild the Qingyun Gate. He didn't know what method he used. He struggled with the monk in the wild temple for two months and finally persuaded the monk to let the wild monk go.
The temple gave way.
The land went through the procedures handled by the village committee and the hillside was taken over.
The old monk took the young monk and moved away directly - he didn't take anything with him when he moved away, except for two personal luggage, and he didn't know where he was going.
But later, someone in the village said that they had seen that young monk in the county town - he was no longer a monk, but he had set up a stall in the vegetable market and sold fruits.
The two shabby tile-roofed houses in Yemiao were bulldozed by Wu Daodao on the same day with his tractor.
Then there was a lot of construction work, and it took more than half a year to build a large yard.
The red brick walls, blue tile roof, and yellow sand and cement were all transported back from the town.
At that time, everyone in the village was curious, thinking that Wu Daotao was out running around in the world, and was afraid that he would make a fortune and come back to become a rich man and build a big house for himself.
Unexpectedly, after the courtyard was repaired, Wu Daotao hung a plaque with the name "Qingyun Gate" on the mountain gate, and then turned it into some sort of seminar. The villagers didn't know what a seminar was. They all said that it was Wu Daotao who was there.
A sect has been established here.
Only the old people in the village, when they saw the three big characters "Qingyun Gate", would look at it from afar with complicated expressions, and then leave chatteringly.
Later it spread in the village.
This Qingyun Gate is originally local and ancient.
But it was later burned down during the war before the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Originally, the ancestral home of this sect was located in a house on the back of the mountain.
After being burned in the flames of war, it was originally in ruins.
But later, when the villagers in the village were building houses, building pig pens, etc., they would go to the ruins in the back hill to pick up bricks.
Anyone who saw usable stones would drive over and haul them away.
So, you picked it up, and he picked it up, and slowly, even the broken walls disappeared.
I heard that the old elementary school house in the village and the strips of bluestone that laid the foundation were all picked up from the ruins.
No one knew that Qingyunmen, which had been out of service for decades in the village, would be rebuilt by Wu Daotao.
The young people in the village thought it was new at first - some people had read martial arts novels and thought they were just a trick. After a plaque was hung on the mountain gate, there were also young people in the village who were obsessed with reading martial arts novels and came to Qingyunmen to learn from them.
art.
Others imitated the passages in the book and knelt in front of the mountain gate, and then were dragged back home by their old man who used the soles of his shoes to give them a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Later, the people in the village looked down upon Wu Taotao and his family. The old people said that Wu Taotao was not doing his job properly. Even if the family had only two money, it would be ruined sooner or later.
Originally, the young people in the village thought Wu Daotao had some magical abilities and were very curious about Wu Daotao.
Later, one time, Wu Daotao was riding a donkey cart to the town for errands, but the donkey went crazy. Wu Daotao was kicked and injured by the donkey, and he limped for more than a month.
So the young people were disappointed.
How can any martial arts master be kicked back by a donkey?
Later, I discovered that Wu Daotao didn't have much ability, he couldn't fight, but he could tell people's fortunes and be good at feng shui.
So everyone regarded Qingyunmen as a family Feng Shui master.
Wu Taotao's wife was a famous female butcher from all over the country. She killed pigs without blinking an eye. She had a fierce reputation and was very strong. No one dared to offend her.
Moreover, this woman kills pigs for free! The most she can do is to kill the pigs and take them back to the water as a reward.
Gradually, he got along well with the villagers, and his relationship got better. Moreover, Wu Daotao was quite good at fortune-telling, and he became a famous semi-immortal. Occasionally, the villagers would move and build houses when there were weddings and funerals at home.
No matter what, they are willing to come to the young and old of Qingyunmen to come and have a look.
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Yunyin went up the cross slope and did not go to the mountain gate of Qingyun Gate. Instead, she went around the hillside and headed directly towards the back mountain.
There are many hilly areas in the south, and wild slopes like this can be seen everywhere. In this area, the mountains are connected to the mountains. Although they are not high, they look quite climatic because they are connected to the city.
If it's summer, the green mountains stretch for more than ten miles, which looks quite impressive.
Yunyin entered the mountain and walked very quickly. He only stopped occasionally to get his bearings and then walked along the mountain road towards the mountain.
After bypassing the woods, crossing the stream, and walking into a valley.
This valley was obviously once pristine, but it has become deserted and the loess has been covered by weeds.
A lush bush and thorns lay in front of you.
Yunyin stood outside the valley, but sighed softly, looked at the sky, squinted his eyes, and suddenly raised his hands under the starry sky, made a few strange gestures, and muttered a few words.
What……
Suddenly, there was a faint flow of green energy between her brows. In the field of vision, in this thorn forest, the shrubs slowly parted automatically, giving way to an already dilapidated stone road.
It's just that the stone slab is full of cracks.
Yunyin walked step by step, gravel rolling under her feet, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes as she stared ahead.
After walking through the thorn forest and bypassing several big trees, a large antique mansion suddenly opened up before our eyes!
It's just that the mottled walls have long been covered with vines, and the color of the original red-painted door has long been blurred. Even the door panels and door beams have mostly collapsed due to years of rain.
Standing in front of the house, gently touching a horse stake on the roadside with his hand, Yun Yin lowered his eyebrows, but his eyes were fixed on the half of the bronze plaque that fell on the ground next to the collapsed door!
It has become rusty and almost rotten, but the original word "Qingyun" can still be faintly discerned.
"You...is this...your home?" She suddenly whispered.
Then, Yunyin's expression changed and she snorted coldly: "Shut up, it's none of your business."
After being silent for a while, she sighed and whispered: "You promise me not to hurt anyone, and I won't make trouble with you."
"Hmph..." Yunyin sneered: "When I find a way, you won't be able to hold me hostage anymore."
As she said that, she jumped in from outside the collapsed house door.
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Inside, there is a large continuous courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
Although it is dilapidated, many places have collapsed.
But it can be seen that when it was first built, it must have been magnificent.
When you first enter the courtyard, there are rows of wing rooms on both sides. In the courtyard open space in the middle, the bluestone slabs on the ground are arranged according to Bagua patterns.
Next to it are a weapons rack and a bronze tripod for practicing martial arts.
It is clearly a training ground.
The main hall of the main hall in front of me was already empty, and the pillars on both sides were covered with vines.
Yunyin strode over, picked up the vine on the pillar on the left and touched it, and then felt a carved mark.
Looking at this dilapidated courtyard, my mind seems to recall that in the past, a young girl was running around laughing and joking, then secretly stood in front of a pillar to mark her height, and then used a knife to carve marks.
I still remember the stern look of my father, who always had a serious look on his face, standing in front of me with his hands behind his back, teaching him how to recite the formula...
And then……
Everything will change.
After his father died, he was under guard and lived in the backyard. He was no longer allowed to play in the front yard practice field.
Those senior brothers and sisters who were affectionate to me in the past, now shunned me when they saw me.
From the corridor next to the main hall, through a door, you arrive at the second courtyard.
Then, Yunyin stood on the left side of the second courtyard, looking at the scene in front of her, standing there, but motionless...
In front of you is a ruins!
The charred and broken pillars were obviously the remains of smoke and fire.
The broken bricks and wood on the ground can no longer see their original color, and the surrounding areas are overgrown with weeds!
Yunyin stood here, staring at the ruins for ten minutes before slowly taking a deep breath.
Suddenly, she spoke softly and asked.
"Where is the original building here?"
Her words were very soft, but in her tone, she seemed to be trying hard to suppress her anger.
In the courtyard, just behind Yunyin, a voice slowly answered.
"You're asking about the library? It's been burned down a long time ago."
About ten steps behind Yunyin, Wu Daotao's wife, a middle-aged woman in a short coat, stood there.
His hands were hanging down, but in his right hand, he was holding a whip!
Yunyin slowly turned around, glanced at the middle-aged woman, her eyes fell on the whip in her hand, paused for a moment, and then shook her head: "You 'Binding Immortal Suo' is a Xibei
Goods, fake.”
The middle-aged woman didn't speak, but looked at her with complicated eyes.
After a long time, she said in a solemn voice: "How...how do you know?"
Yunyin smiled softly: "The real rope that bound the immortals was torn to pieces by my own hands back then."
The middle-aged woman nodded: "Hmm... According to ancient legends in the sect, hundreds of years ago, the Immortal Binding Rope was held by the leader at that time. Later, a disaster occurred, the leader died, and the Immortal Binding Rope was also raped.
The enemy was destroyed.
My Immortal Binding Rope is a piece I later made myself based on the classics in the sect.
It’s just that I’m not good at studying, and I can’t get many precious materials now, so naturally my method is not as good as the original one in the sect.”
Yunyin nodded: "If you use beef tendon instead of dragon tendon, the material will be worse by more than one grade. There are also additional spells, which are also insufficient."
The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes: "Let's not talk about magic. You said dragon tendons... Well, where should I go to find crocodile tendons? Do you know that killing crocodiles is illegal now?
Moreover, even if there is a place where crocodiles are raised artificially, the flesh of artificially raised crocodiles is soft and the muscles are not strong. It is useless to kill cramps and is not as good as beef tendons."
Yunyin nodded: "You are right. To make the Immortal Binding Rope, you need to use a dragon with a lifespan of a hundred years and draw its tendons as the main material.
Back then, my father...well, for the Immortal Binding Rope in the sect, he obtained the material by hunting down a dragon that was at least 150 years old."
"Don't be a dragon, a crocodile is a crocodile." The middle-aged woman shook her head and said coldly: "Who are you? Can you tell me now?"
Yunyin smiled: "How many people are left in Qingyun Sect?"
"There are not many, just our family." The middle-aged woman sighed: "To be precise, I am the only one who has entered Taoism through martial arts. The others...my husband practices Xuanfa.
I don’t have the heart to let my children learn martial arts.”
"Absurd!" Yunyin shook his head and reprimanded coldly: "Our Qingyun Sect, for thousands of years, has only entered Taoism through martial arts, which is the right path!
All other spells are just supplementary and heretical.
He leaves the righteous path uncultivated, but allows his disciples to practice the deviant path...
Is this how you, the contemporary head of the Qingyun Sect, do things?"
The middle-aged woman opened her mouth, then shook her head and said: "You are wrong, I am not the contemporary leader, the contemporary leader is my husband.
Moreover... using martial arts to enter Taoism, what is there to cultivate in this righteous path?
In the history of our Qingyun Sect, among those masters who entered Taoism through martial arts, followed the right path, and practiced profound and exquisite Taoism, how many of them died a good death?
Now is the age of peace, what's the use of repairing these.
It is better to learn some spells, which can be put to some use, and it will be enough for walking in the secular world."
"Enough?"
Yunyin burst out laughing, and suddenly a serious look appeared on his face: "That's enough! If a strong enemy comes to kill you, like me, if I want to kill you all, will you use those side magic, some kind of blinding method, some kind of fortune-telling?
How can you resist me?!"
The middle-aged woman laughed strangely twice, looked at Yunyin, and slowly shook her head: "What you said is too funny.
Do you understand today's legal society? Beating someone is against the law, and killing someone will pay for their life. If someone comes to beat or kill someone, then call the police.
In the age of peace, there are naturally the rules of the age of peace.
If you use martial arts to enter Taoism, even if you can cultivate to heaven and earth, what's the use of it?
In this world, there are guns, cannons, planes and tanks. No matter how strong you are, you still have missiles and nuclear weapons...
Speaking of practicing, can I have a city registered permanent residence? Can I take the civil service examination? Can I have an establishment? Can I buy a house or a car?
Sons have to get wives, girls have to get married, they have to work, they have to live at home, these things are all over for us people."
After hearing this, Yunyin suddenly put away the evil spirit on his face, stared at the middle-aged woman, and nodded slightly.
"Well, you're good."
"Um?"
"I said, you're not bad." Yunyin smiled: "I'm not an old monster who doesn't know the world. I know the world better than you do. I've lived in the West for many years."
The middle-aged woman swallowed and sighed: "After talking for a long time, you still haven't answered me. Who are you?
Before I could ask you out last time, you were taken away by that boy Chen Nuo.
I didn't expect you to sneak back in the middle of the night this time.
If the magic circle in this ancestral home hadn't been touched by someone, waking me up in the middle of the night, I wouldn't have known that there was a second person in this world besides me who could recognize the magic circle in my Qingyun Sect ancestral home.
So...who are you?"
Yunyin frowned: "This magic circle...only you know about it? Where is your husband? Isn't he the leader?"
"It would be better for him not to know about many things. It would be easier for him to just be a secular person with peace of mind." The middle-aged woman shook her head.
Yunyin suddenly felt something in her heart and looked at the middle-aged woman: "Your... surname is Yun?"
"My grandpa's surname is Yun." The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes.
"No, since he is a descendant of the Yun clan, even if there are no male descendants, he will find a female heir to inherit the surname.
Since you have cultivated the righteous path in my sect, you should inherit the surname Yun!"
The middle-aged woman smiled: "Senior, what age are we in now? Boys and girls are the same. Why do we have to pay attention to surnames and incense? It's not like the family has a throne to inherit."
Having said this, the middle-aged woman spread her hands: "So, do you want to answer my question? Who are you?"
This person came and touched our ancestral home in the middle of the night. You have to tell me your identity, right?
If you really don't want to tell me, I will go back and go to sleep. Although there are no mosquitoes in autumn, the wind in the mountains is still quite cold."
Yunyin stared at the middle-aged woman and finally nodded slowly: "Do you know the name Yunhe?"
Cloud River...
The middle-aged woman frowned and thought for a moment, then her face showed surprise and doubt: "But... that ancestor who is called 'Venerable Lu Xiang'?"
"Lord Xiang Lu, this kind of title is bullshit." Yunyin smiled, and then nodded: "But, I am talking about him.
Yunhe...is my father."
The middle-aged woman was shocked!
But then, she shook her head: "I don't study well, don't lie to me.
It has been at least three hundred years since Venerable Yunhe fell!
Moreover...your father is obviously Principal Sun Shengli and I have even met him!"
Yunyin: "…………"
The middle-aged woman slapped her thigh: "So... your body is the daughter of Principal Sun. But now this soul is... the daughter of Patriarch Yunhe?
So, are you borrowing the corpse to bring back the soul, or are you reviving the soul and seizing the corpse?"