One hundred thousand mountains.
The clouds and mist are shrouded, the water is sluggish, the trees are thick, the grass is luxuriant, the waves are shining, the moon rises and the birds startle, the wind is clear and the people are close, the stars breathe out the divine beauty, and good fortune is born.
Chen Yi walks in the forest, leisurely and contented, with a lotus flower every step, and his movements are misty.
After a few breaths, they arrived at the wooden house and were greeted by a middle-aged Taoist. It was Daoyi, the senior brother of Qingfeng Guan: "I am closing my eyes to thank you. This fellow Taoist, please come back."
Except for the master of the Shiwandashan Qingfeng Temple, no one can recognize Chen Yi's true appearance.
Chen Yi waved his sleeves and robe lightly, pushed it away, ignored it, and knocked on the door of the wooden house: "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, I am here to turn you away. This is not the way to treat guests."
Dao Yi, who was about to stop him, stiffened and his foot was forced to stop mid-air.
He dares to compete with the Master who is in the Mortal Slayer Realm. He is considered an old friend and is young. The identity of this person is obvious: "Could it be that you are the Peach Blossom Sword God from Tai'an City?"
Hearing the voice before seeing the person is the real way to become famous!
"well."
The wooden door slowly opened, and the master of Qingfeng Temple, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe, sat cross-legged in front of the incense table, and said with a trace of sadness: "Why do you need to kill all Taoist friends?"
It's really him!
Dao Yi's eyelids jumped wildly in fright, and the other disciples of Qingfeng Temple were also sweating profusely.
Chen Yi shook his head and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood. There is no deep enmity or great hatred between you and me. I am not on this trip for the purpose of killing."
There is an essential difference between the Qingfengguan lineage and Wulaosi and other forces: the former is devoted to Taoism and only strives for destiny, while the latter is fighting for Taoism with the Shenyu Dynasty.
The two Taoist factions are like water and fire. Once defeated and the sect is destroyed, they will be the eternal sinners of the sect. Therefore, they have no way to retreat but to fight to the death.
Seeking Tao is different.
The Shenyu Dynasty occupies the destiny of this life, and fighting for the destiny of the country is a shortcut for the Qingfengguan lineage, but it is by no means the only way. They can say let go, and let it go.
Whether Qingfeng Guan deserves its name or exists in name only, it does not affect them from continuing to pursue the truth. In other words, if they have the Tao in their hearts, Qingfeng Guan can be found everywhere.
That being the case.
Chen Yi naturally did not want to commit another murderous crime, and he was not a murderous person, unless there was no room for maneuver, and the other party had withdrawn from the struggle for destiny and had to spare others.
"You guys should step back first."
He pondered for a while.
The master of Qingfeng Temple gently waved his hand and dismissed the disciples. He immediately took out a futon, invited Chen Yi to sit down, and said straight to the point: "Fellow Taoist, if you have something to say, you may as well say it directly."
"After the battle in Tai'an City, I have a doubt, and I would like to ask the viewer to clarify it."
Chen Yi sat opposite the master of the temple, bowed and said: "I can see that the aura of the master of the temple has a trace of the divine way. I dare to ask the master of the temple, is it from the lineage of the Supreme Being?"
The viewer’s pupils suddenly shrank:
"You actually know the Supreme Being?"
Chen Yi nodded and asked:
"Are you the Supreme Prince of this generation?"
"yes."
"How many generations are there in total?"
Recalling the horror of Qingnv, the master of Qingfeng Temple was not surprised that Chen Yi knew everything: "To be honest, the lineage of Taishang was passed down to Pindao in exactly the ninety-sixth generation."
"It's really quite old..."
Chen Yi touched his chin and suddenly thought of something: "Since Taoist friend is the ninety-sixth generation Supreme, why don't you call yourself Supreme Supreme and instead call the sect Qingfeng Temple?"
"The poor Taoist has no true immortal bones."
"But as far as I know, the true immortal bone is a symbol of the Supreme Being, and the one who bears the bone is the orthodox one. My Taoist friends sometimes say that they are orthodox, and sometimes they say that they have no bones..."
"My Taoist friend knows that there are two mistakes."
The master of Qingfeng Temple raised two fingers and said:
"First."
"The true immortal bone has been lost for many years. During this period, the successor has been chosen by the will of heaven and granted by heaven and earth. Although it can be regarded as orthodox, it cannot claim to be the supreme one."
"second."
"Fellow Taoist, do you know the origin of Taishang's lineage?"
Chen Yi thought for a moment and then spoke Xunxun: "A long time ago, the first emperor had a premonition that his end was coming, so he dug out the bones and gave them to his maids."
"This is a gift and an edict, which represents the passing of the fire from generation to generation. Therefore, later generations have a saying that "only by cultivating the immortal bones can one become the supreme orthodoxy."
Qingnv was keen on telling him bedtime stories and anecdotes from ancient times. He was lying in His arms, and He was stroking his cheeks and looking at him dreamily, just like a mother coaxing her son.
"good."
The viewer first affirmed Chen Yi's answer, and then said without any surprise: "But, the bone dug out by the first generation is not called a true immortal bone!"
