It’s a long way to go, five months later…
"That old pervert Ling Haochen has actually been dead for half a year, which is really a big surprise for me.
Disciple, that sister of yours is really quite capable. "
On the top of a loft built deep in the bamboo sea, the old man stood on the edge of the carved fence, looking at the sunrise in the distance, and smiled at the handsome young man behind him.
The young man has a handsome appearance, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Jiang Ning's. He is Jiang Ning's younger brother, Jiang Yuan'an.
At this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him, feeling uneasy.
This is his master... Half a year ago, his master had reached a bottleneck in practicing Yungu Sect's spiritual method, so he needed to retreat. Before the retreat, he specifically asked his confidant Elder Ling Haochen to get the Qianlong Hongying.
Unexpectedly, half a year later, the master came out of seclusion with a happy face, but Ling Haochen had been dead for half a year. Moreover, in the past six months, the sect has not sent any disciples to intercept and kill Jiang Ning. After all, Elder Jiedan is dead, and they also Naturally, he didn't dare to go, and there was no news from Qianlong Hongying.
"Master, my sister has been scheming and cunning as a fox since she was a child. She must have used some despicable method to gain support!" the young man responded in a low voice.
"Scheming and cunning as a fox?"
"But why do you think you are talking about yourself?" The old man looked at him with a half-smile.
The young man's face froze when he heard this, he smiled awkwardly, and then spoke again:
"Master, my imperial uncle is now dead. No one in the world can use Qianlong Hongying except my disciple. It is impossible for my sister to use it, so Master will have no worries in the future."
After the words fell, the old man paused for a while, and then sneered: "Your uncle is dead, but you are not sad at all."
After saying that, he smiled and touched his beard, and continued to look into the distance. After a long time, he slowly said: "Disciple, what I want as a master is not something I have no scruples about. What I want as a master is your Datang." The bottom line is the soul of the blue dragon."
After saying that, he turned to look at the young man, and his kind eyes instantly became sharp.
"The pills were all broken into your sister's hands. Disciple, what do you think a master would do?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, then he clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Disciple, I don't know."
In the attic where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, the old man's face was cold and his voice was hoarse:
"Since this period of time, with the worship of you and the people of the Tang Dynasty, the spiritual energy in the sect has indeed been filled a lot, but this is far from enough!
Those despicable mortals are still missing their emperor, worshiping my Yungu Sect monk half-heartedly, and each one of them is unwilling to accept it. It is simply ridiculous!
Therefore, as a master, I must obtain the Hidden Dragon Red Tassel, extract the dragon soul and use it for my own use, so that we can convince those mortals and turn my Yun Gu Sect into the Seventh Avenue Sect of Immortal Sect in China! Like Quanzhen, Shushan, and Emei sects, they are respected by all people! "
Listening to his master's great ambition, the young man lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
After a long time, he hesitated and said: "Master, what do you want?"
"When a lion attacks a rabbit, you should use all your strength." The old man looked at him expressionlessly and spoke slowly:
"My teacher originally thought that Ling Haochen, that old pervert, would succeed immediately, so he went to seclusion with peace of mind. He never thought that as soon as he came out of seclusion, what he would get was not Qianlong Hongying, but the news of his death.
No matter what, it just so happens that there has been peace in all parts of China these past few years, and we, the disciples of the Yungu Sect, have not moved our muscles and bones for a long time. This is not good. "
He walked up to the young man, patted him on the shoulder, and chuckled with sharp eyes:
"Yuan'an, you follow me as my master and go to see your sister together. Quan Dang, this is the last time you see her~"
The young man was startled, then nodded respectfully:
"Yes, Master!"
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"Uncle, your sesame cakes are really delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and there is no coriander that I hate the most. But who can eat such a small amount if you make it so early in the morning? Not even the donkeys in the tofu shop would dare to be like you. Come on, do you look down on us for messing around?"
In the morning, at the door of a breakfast shop covered with snow, the shop owner wearing winter clothes looked at the angry Lin Xiaolu in front of him and said without tears: "Little Taoist, you have already eaten forty biscuits! This is really... It’s sold out.”
"That won't work. I'll watch you do it. You cook one and I'll eat the other until I'm full. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave today!"
Lin Xiaolu threatened loudly, making Jiang Ning on the side completely unable to bear it. She came up and grabbed his ear, then twisted it halfway and lifted it up.
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, we still have to hurry!"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm going to pull my friend away."
Jiang Ning paid for the cake and then dragged the guy into the carriage.
Time passed very quickly. Jiang Ning and his party had left the Ming Dynasty for several months and had completely reached the north of China.
The girl at this moment was wearing a thick red cloak, kicked Lin Xiaolu into the car, and then continued to drive the carriage.
The climate now has become colder and colder. Pedestrians on the road are wearing winter clothes. When they talk, there will be white mist and even snow. Jiang Ning said, it is almost the Chinese New Year. .
In the carriage, Lin Xiaolu picked up Handsome Duck who was napping next to him, covered his hands, and then sat down between Wu Kuai and Shangguan Shiliu, humming: "Wugu, where did we talk just now?"
Wearing a pure white monk's robe, Wugou smiled gently: "We talked about how Sakyamuni gave up his six years of ascetic life and came to the place now known as Bodh Gaya, where he stood under a tall and dense Bipala tree, also known as Bodhi. He sat down under the tree.
Then he made a vow: If he did not achieve perfect enlightenment, he would rather break his body and never get up from this throne. "
"Then he finally succeeded?"
Wugou nodded: "His mind recalled past experiences, and used great wisdom to observe the origin of the universe and life. After a long period of thinking, he entered a state of "understanding" or "awakening" and reached the point of "neither is satisfied nor satisfied. "I don't know how to be disappointed", it seems that mistakes disappear, wisdom emerges, darkness passes, and light comes."
"Ha~ It turns out that Tathagata is wrong. The light has never come. The light he calls is only his own light." The handsome duck who was held in Lin Xiaolu's arms hummed.
Shangguan Shiliu also leaned against the car wall and said in a lazy voice: "That's right, we demon monks don't believe in this anyway. After all, what we pay attention to is doing whatever we want, preserving our nature, not suppressing, showing the truest self, there is no distinction between good and bad, everything As long as you feel happy doing it and feel no regrets, that’s fine.”
After speaking, she looked at Liu Yuniang beside her.
"Yu Niang, what do you demon clan think of this?"
A trace of confusion flashed across Liu Yuniang's face.
She is no longer as afraid of Shangguan Pomegranate as she was before. After all, she has known him for several months, and the relationship is quite good. Moreover, she listens to her stupid master's nagging almost every day, which makes her brain go crazy.
In the carriage, several people saw that the little transparent Liu Yuniang still didn't like to talk, so they didn't ask her again. Everyone was used to it. Now the only people in the small team who can play with her are Wu Gu and Jiang Ning. Everyone else No, and because the climate was getting colder and colder during this period, she spent more and more time sleeping. After all, she had long hibernated at this time in the past.
Everyone continued chatting, and just when Lin Xiaolu was about to tell everyone about his awesome past to cheer up the fun, he suddenly heard a long voice coming from outside the carriage: "Hey~"
Then, they heard Jiang Ning's surprised voice:
"The official road is blocked by heavy snow? Can't leave the city?"
