The real man with white eyebrows was dressed in a plain robe, with dharma seals on his hands, and his beard and hair were hanging down. He walked out of the cave, with clouds on his feet and fairy light on his body, looking like an image of an immortal spirit.
Fang Jian pressed his sword with his left hand and his eyes fell on Baimei Zhenren. Seeing his immortal image, he said calmly: "The mountains and rivers in Sichuan really nourish people."
Master Baimei smiled when he heard this and said: "No matter how good the mountains and rivers in Sichuan are, they can't be as nourishing as the aura of the Tianhe fairy spirit in the thirty-sixth level of heaven."
Fang Jian smiled faintly, looked at Master Baimei and said, "I think Cangluan Peak is the highest peak in Sichuan."
Master Baimei saluted Fang Jian and said, "Master Hongqing is overly praised."
"Excessive praise?" Fang Jian looked at Master Baimei and said, "I am praising Cangluan Peak. Why do fellow Taoists praise it?"
Master Baimei was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Master Hongqing doesn't know something, but Cangluan Peak is the dojo of the poor monk."
"Your dojo?" Fang Jian sneered, then turned to Hei Hai'er and said, "Take my talisman and go to Yuan Mingwen Jutian's Chiyun Temple, and ask the Minister of Nantian Mansion to come here to see me."
Hei Hai'er took the Fu Zhao and immediately responded, "Yes."
As Hei Haier left in the clouds, Master Baimei turned sideways and held out his hand: "Master Hongqing, please come to the cave to drink tea."
"No need." Fang Jian said calmly: "I am not here to drink tea."
At this time, the headmaster, elders, and disciples of the Emei Sect have all gathered outside Cangluan Peak, but Cangluan Peak has been surrounded by the Heavenly Soldiers, so they cannot enter at all, and they dare not trespass.
Master Baimei saw that Fang Jian's visitor was unkind, so he clasped his hands and asked, "Master Hongqing condescended to condescend to Dharma and ride on Cangluan Peak. I wonder what his divine intention is?"
Fang Jian waved his right robe sleeve and said in a clear voice: "Bring it up."
There was a sound of armor clashing with gold and iron, and Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun, who were tied up with immortal ropes and looked haggard and pale as paper, were immediately dragged up by two heavenly soldiers.
When Master Miaoyuan of the Emei Sect outside Cangluan Peak was shocked when he saw the two girls, he said, "Aren't those the Master Zhang and Master Zhu of the Shuangyun Sect?"
"What?" The elders of the Emei Sect beside Master Miaoyuan were startled when they heard this. They quickly looked closely and found that it was indeed Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun.
"What happened? Why were the two sect leaders Zhang and Zhu captured by the Heavenly Court?" an Emei sect elder asked in shock.
But no one can answer this question because they don’t know.
While they were talking, Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun had already been brought to the front of Master Baimei. With Master Baimei's way of doing things, it was natural to tell at a glance that the souls of the two women had been tortured terribly by the method of soul interrogation.
"Do fellow Taoists know them?" Fang Jian asked.
Master Baimei nodded and said: "I recognize them. They are the two sect masters of Shuangyun Sect, and they have been friends with the poor monk for thousands of years."
After saying that, Master Baimei asked Fang Jian in confusion: "Master Hongqing, what happened to them?"
"Ha." Fang Jian sneered and said: "These two people don't know whether to live or die. How dare they lead their disciples to intercept and attack my heavenly boat transporting baggage halfway. It's a pity that they are not strong enough and were captured by me."
"What? This..." Master Baimei's face changed drastically when he heard this. He looked at Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun, and his face suddenly became extremely complicated.
"Two sect masters, why are you here?" Master Bai Mei looked at Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun and said.
At this time, Zhu Ziyun slowly raised his head and said extremely weakly to Master Baimei: "Fellow Taoist Baimei, the two of us started at a young age, received the teachings of ancient immortals, and cultivated Taiyi Jinxian in fifty thousand years. We have no regrets." ”
Zhang Biyun didn't even have the strength to raise her head. She lowered her head and gasped: "Being taught by humanity and ordered by law, we have no choice but to do so."
"Alas!" Master Baimei shook his head helplessly and sighed after hearing what the two said.
At this moment, two fairy lights fell in the sky, and it was Hei Hai'er and Master Bai Zhen, the Minister of Nantian Mansion, who arrived.
As soon as Master Bai Zhen landed on the ground, he immediately came forward to pay homage: "I am the Minister of Nantian Mansion and pay my respects to Master Hongqing."
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Master Bai Zhen, please excuse me."
As Master Bai Zhen stood up without ceremony, Fang Jian pointed to the Cangluan Peak in front of him and said, "Master Bai Zhen, I invite you here just to ask you, does this Cangluan Peak have an owner?"
When Master Bai Zhen heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Master Hui Hongqing has no master."
"This" Master Baimei was startled when he heard this and said, "The poor monk has been opening a cave here for thirty thousand years."
Upon hearing this, Master Bai Zhen said: "Then you are just a temporary resident, not the master of this place."
Fang Jian then said to a heavenly soldier behind him: "It is said that the mountain god of Shu Mountain is coming to see you."
The heavenly soldiers sang lai and took the order, and soon they brought the two mountain gods of Shu Mountain to Cangluan Peak.
There are two mountain gods in Shushan, one rules the west of Shu and the other rules the east. The name of the mountain god in the west of Shu is "Cancong", and the name of the god in the east of Shu is "Yufu".
"I'm lowering my official position, Cancong (Yufu), to pay my respects to Master Hongqing, and to pay my respects to Master Baizhen." Cancong and Yufu came to Fang Jian and bowed before him.
Fang Jian smiled slightly and said, "Two mountain gods, please excuse me."
"Thank you Master Hongqing." Cancong and Yufu immediately thanked Pingshen.
Then Fang Jian asked: "I summoned the two mountain gods here to ask if there is an owner of Cangluan Peak?"
When Cancong and Yufu heard this, they were slightly stunned for a moment, and then Cancong reported: "Returning to Master Hongqing, Cangluan Peak has never had an owner."
Fang Jian nodded, and then said to Master Baimei: "Fellow Taoist, please choose another blessed place to open a cave."
Master Baimei did not argue anymore, but lowered his eyebrows and sighed. He turned around and glanced at his cave, and said slowly: "I have lived here for thirty thousand years, and I really can't bear to leave."
After saying that, Master Baimei no longer lingered, but rolled up his sleeves and put away everything that belonged to him in the cave. Then he bowed to Master Fang Jian and Master Bai Zhen and said, "Goodbye, poor monk."
"Fellow Taoist, please." Fang Jian cupped his hands and said softly.
Just as Master Baimei was about to leave, Zhu Ziyun on the ground suddenly called out: "Fellow Taoist Baimei."
Master Baimei stopped and turned to look at Zhu Ziyun. At this time, Zhu Ziyun reluctantly cheered up, and a pale, weak but extremely beautiful face appeared in the eyes of Master Baimei, "Fellow Taoist Baimei, you and I have known each other for thousands of years. What happened today?" This is it. If fellow Taoist friends don’t mind it, I want to leave a message in this world.”
Master Baimei was slightly startled when he heard this, and then looked at Fang Jian.
Fang Jian's eyes were full of indifference and his face was expressionless, neither agreeing nor stopping.
Master Baimei hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "What thoughts would you like to leave with, fellow Taoist?"
"A poem." Zhu Ziyun said softly.
Then, Master Baimei nodded, and then a fairy jade scroll was spread out in front of Zhu Ziyun. Considering that Zhu Ziyun had now been sealed, he took out a jade pen and handed it to her.
Zhu Ziyun raised her hand and held the jade pen. Her fingers were very slender and tender, but they were trembling violently the moment she held the jade pen.
Zhu Ziyun raised his left hand to support his right wrist, and then began to write on the fairy jade scroll.
The pen fell and the ink scattered, but Zhu Ziyun seemed to have a bit of strength in an instant. Her pen moved like a dragon and a snake, and she wrote a poem on the fairy jade scroll with vigor and strength.
When the poem was finished, all the strength in Zhu Ziyun's body was exhausted. The jade pen fell down with a 'clack' sound, and she collapsed on Zhang Biyun helplessly.
Master Baimei immediately reached out to take back the fairy jade scroll, but unexpectedly, a ray of fairy light fell on the fairy jade scroll. Master Baimei's expression froze, and then he covered the fairy jade scroll with the fairy light and flew it back to Fang Jian's hand.
"Master Hongqing." Master Baimei shouted while looking at the fairy jade scroll that had fallen into Fang Jian's hands.
Fang Jian glanced at Master Baimei lightly, then held the scroll with both hands and read slowly:
There were no flowers or birds on the old trees in front of the court. At that time, there were yellow buns and little drooping hair.
I don’t know the blue color of the sky, I don’t know the Zifu Yuhai Bridge.
Suddenly a dream lasted for fifty thousand years, and suddenly there were only a few fairy sounds.
Lanyu Danwei is colorful and vaguely still sings old-time ballads.
After Fang Jian finished reading, he said with a sneer: "The poem is well written, and it can be appreciated."
When Master Baimei heard this poem, he looked melancholy. He stretched out his hands and said to Master Hongqing, "Now that Master Hongqing has finished reading it, please give it to the poor monk."
"Huh?" Fang Jian's eyebrows were raised and his face was indifferent. As he rolled up the fairy jade scroll, he said coldly: "Such a wonderful poem, I should borrow it for a few days to taste it. After I have tasted it, I will give it to you again." It won’t be too late to return it to Master Baimei.”
"Master Hongqing, this..." Master Baimei was shocked when he heard this and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Fang Jian.
"Fellow Taoist Baimei, this is not a place for you to stay for a long time. Please come." Fang Jian said with a flick of his sleeves.
Immediately, there was a surge of anger in Master Baimei's heart, but after a moment he still suppressed the anger, "Amitabha." Master Baimei clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and then said to Fang Jian: "In this case, please Hong Qingzhen People taste it carefully and return it to the poor monk as soon as possible, and the poor monk takes his leave."
Fang Jian's eyes were cold and he didn't answer. Master Bai Mei didn't wait for his response, he turned around and flew out of Cangluan Peak.
"Ancestor." As Master Baimei flew out, a group of disciples from the Emei Sect gathered around and worshiped.
Master Baimei nodded to the disciples, and then said to Master Miaoyuan, the current leader of the Emei Sect: "Let's go back to the Emei Sect."
Master Miaoyuan nodded, and then the disciples of the Emei Sect surrounded Master Baimei and flew in the clouds in the direction of the Emei Sect. However, before they flew far, they suddenly felt a strong bloody aura coming from behind them.
An Emei sect elder frowned and turned around to look in the direction of Cangluan Peak. Then she looked shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Grandmaster, Headmaster, look!"
Upon hearing this, Master Baimei, Master Miaoyuan and everyone from the Emei sect immediately turned around and looked at them with shocked expressions.
I saw blood on Cangluan Peak, accompanied by screams, and then the corpses of Shuangyunmen monks were covered in blood and strangled by an iron rope, and then hung directly on Cangluan Peak. On the cliffs surrounding the peak.
In just one cup of tea, more than two thousand corpses of immortal monks were hung up. Many of them were known to the disciples of the Emei Sect. They were all disciples of the Shuangyun Sect, and their cultivation levels ranged from true immortals to golden immortals. foot.
The last ones to be hung up were the corpses of Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun. The two innocent fairies who were still alive just now have now turned into corpses, and their bodies no longer show the slightest trace of vitality.
Moreover, the bodies of the two women were hung at the highest point.
Master Baimei's face was extremely solemn, while Master Miaoyuan of the Emei Sect next to him looked at the corpses of Zhang Biyun and Zhu Ziyun, and said with shock: "The souls of the Patriarch, Master Zhang and Master Zhu are gone. !”
At this moment, Master Baimei finally understood why Fang Jian had to drive him out of Cangluan Peak, because if the corpse was hung here, all the immortal monks in the entire Shu Mountain could see it!
Moreover, you can see clearly!
(End of chapter)
