"Natural, natural, natural!" Ai Youyou became a little annoyed: "You speak naturally and shut up naturally, then isn't the purpose of practice to be above nature?!" Yue Zhongqi shook his head: "How can there be anything above nature, to reach the heaven? , down to the underworld, how can there be anything other than nature?" Ai Youyou said: "Humans must be." Yue Zhongqi still shook his head: "Humans cannot be." Ai Youyou sarcastically said: "You also said that humans cannot be Yes, it's not that people can't do it. You said you can't do it because you don't dare." Yue Zhongqi said: "Why should I argue with you about this? You brought me here to save Shangyang Palace, which means you I also want to save Shangyang Gong. This is what should be done and must be done, so why are you arguing?" Ai Youyou blurted out: "I want to save Shangyang Gong for my own sake." Yue Zhongqi actually had no idea at all. Surprised, even calm, as if this sentence couldn't touch him at all.
He said: "Saving Shangyang for yourself is also out of your original intention. There is nothing inappropriate. Saving yourself is also meritorious." Ai Youyou took a deep breath.
He knew that he could no longer chat with this stubborn guy. In fact, his original intention was to take Yue Zhongqi to practice together in the future.
Two people who have the purest pursuit of spiritual practice are bound to help each other. It would be too wasteful to use people like Yue Zhongqi for intrigues. It would be even more wasteful if Yue Zhongqi died in such intrigues.
"I understand." Yue Zhongqi suddenly said this.
"You have been saying that cultivation is for yourself and to pursue higher levels, so you must ignore everything, including flowers, plants and trees, and the seven emotions and six desires." Yue Zhongqi looked at Ai Youyou and said, "What you said In the heaven-human realm, you just want to form a world with yourself." Ai Youyou: "Is this difficult to understand?" Yue Zhongqi said: "It's difficult to understand, because I don't understand why you want to practice for this." Ai Youyou said: "You So the original intention of practicing for merit is also for myself?" Yue Zhongqi still answered calmly: "It is for myself. If I accumulate more merit in this life, I will be rewarded in my practice. The higher I practice, the higher my merit will be. Breath, like all things on the earth, will grow on its own." Ai Youyou snorted and said: "How can the earth compare with the sky." Yue Zhongqi said: "Why should the earth compare with the sky?" Ai Youyou was really too lazy to speak. , turned around and left: "You have a good rest, I still have a lot of things to do. I will come back to you in a few days. I hope you can figure it out by then." Yue Zhongqi said: "You can't leave, as promised We want to go together to rescue Feng Yuguan. If you leave now, when can you go to rescue him?" Ai Youyou said: "I'm leaving just to find a way." After a moment of silence, Yue Zhongqi asked: "Can you allow me to Enter Fengyu Temple? I want to talk to the acting temple master." Ai Youyou said: "He's crazy." Yue Zhongqi was stunned.
Ai Youyou turned around, he had no intention of hiding anything.
"The imperial court is actually not wrong. The people in Fengyu Temple have begun to practice immortal magic. In order to maintain the dignity of Shangyang, the imperial court told the people that this is all fake. The current Fengyu Temple is no longer the Fengyu Temple you want to maintain. "Yes." Yue Zhongqi shook his head: "I don't believe it. Fengyu Temple is the foundation of Shangyang, and what you practice is the purest Shangyang mind method. Xiao Zhoutian's magical skill is already the highest in the world, why do you need to practice some immortal demon skills?" Ai Youyou said: "You just have little knowledge. What does the Little Zhou Tian Divine Skill mean? Not to mention the Immortal Demonic Skill, the Secret Technique of Shangyang and the Great Zhou Tian. You have never seen it." Yue Zhongqi is not entangled in any skills. , just said firmly: "Even if you don't allow it, I still want to go and take a look. I want to save Fengyu Temple." Ai Youyou said: "How can you save it? The entire Fengyu Temple has fallen into the devil's way, Chen Weiwei dare not He opened the door to see you just because he was afraid that you would discover this big secret." Yue Zhongqi said: "I just want to go." Ai Youyou waved her hand: "Let you die." After that, he strode away.
Yue Zhongqi turned around and looked at the disciples and said seriously: "You guys just wait for me here. I must go to Fengyu Temple to have a look. You are not high in cultivation and you don't know how to fight. If you go there, you will probably end up in vain." "One of his disciples said: "Master, you don't know how to fight. Let's go together and have someone to take care of you." Yue Zhongqi said: "Although I don't know how to fight, my cultivation level is higher than yours. Besides, I'm not here to fight. If I have to fight, I can still run." His disciples could only nod.
Yue Zhongqi didn't have a change of clothes, so he took a solemn bath before going out. His shabby Shangyang Palace brocade robe was so eye-catching. Not long after he went out on the street, people looked at him and thought he was either a fake or crazy.
Yue Zhongqi ignored everyone's gaze and strode towards Fengyu Temple. He admired Fengyu Temple so much that he had to take a bath carefully before going there.
When he arrived at the entrance of Fengyu Temple, Yue Zhongqi knocked on the main door. After waiting for a long time, no one responded. Yue Zhongqi took two steps back, said he was offended, and then jumped into Fengyu Temple.
After entering the gate, Yue Zhongqi looked around and felt a faint sense of familiarity. In the past, the priests from various places had to receive the teachings and blessings from the master in Fengyu Temple before taking office.
Come to think of it, thirty years have passed. He walked all the way towards the main hall, and as he walked, the faint smell of blood began to appear in his nose.
After walking a few steps and climbing to the high platform in front of the hall, you can see at a glance that the door of the hall is open. Inside the hall, there are several corpses on the ground that look like dead wood piles.
Yue Zhongqi was sure that Ai Youyou didn't lie to him this time. But he has no fear. Striding into the main hall of Fengyu Temple, you can see at least twenty or thirty shriveled corpses. Those corpses still have tattered Taoist robes and are stained with blood.
He walked to the middle of the hall and looked forward. Directly in front of him was the lotus throne that should be respected by the world.
There, it symbolizes the supreme status of Shangyang Palace. But at this time, there was no upright and awe-inspiring leader, only a young man who was reclining on a huge chair and fell asleep, exuding the smell of blood.
The originally solemn and majestic red brocade robe on this young man became ghostly and ghostly. Chen Weiwei had heard the footsteps a long time ago, but he didn't take the person seriously.
The worn Taoist robe allowed him to identify the person. Ai Youyou had mentioned the name Yue Zhongqi to him before.
When Yue Zhongqi came closer, Chen Weiwei opened his eyes and looked over. His eyes had completely turned red and could no longer regain their original black and white clarity.
The red in his eyes was even more eerie than the red robe he was wearing.
"You're here." Chen Weiwei greeted his followers with a condescending smile. He had already learned from Ai Youyou about Yue Zhongqi's behavior and intentions in loyally guarding Shang Yang.
Yue Zhongqi looked up at Chen Weiwei and asked: "Who are you?" Chen Weiwei replied matter-of-factly: "I am now the master of Fengyu Temple, and will be the master of Shangyang Palace in the future. I am the messenger chosen by Zhentian. , you can be called...real person." Yue Zhongqi shook his head: "You are not, you are a demon." Chen Weiwei sat up straight, he looked down at Yue Zhongqi and asked: "Aren't you here to help me? Protecting Shangyang? Aren't you able to defend Shangyang with your own life?" Yue Zhongqi said: "I want to save Fengyu Temple and Shangyang Palace, but I am not saving you or helping you. Now you have become a demon, you have killed so many Fengyu Temple disciples, you deserve to die." He actually took a step towards Chen Weiwei: "Back then, my cousin took 800 disciples to Yunzhou to slay demons. At that time, I thought I went with him, but at that time he said that my cultivation was low and useless. At that time, I said to him... Conquering demons and killing demons has nothing to do with cultivation." He took a step forward to catch Chen Weiwei.
"I'm going to kill you and keep Feng Yuguan clean and innocent!"
"Well..." Chen waved his hand slightly, and an evil force of cultivation swept Yue Zhongqi backwards and flew away like a tornado.
"It's true to be gifted, and it's true to know how to use it." Chen Weiwei commented. He looked at Yue Zhongqi who flew back in embarrassment, and said in a calm and proud tone: "I can teach you how to practice, and you will be my first disciple from now on." Yue Zhongqi did not answer, and continued to the lotus throne. direction to go.
Chen frowned slightly, waved his hand, and rolled an even more violent force of cultivation towards Yue Zhongqi. Yue Zhongqi strode forward with the Taoist command in front of him, muttering something in his mouth.
Chen Weiwei could tell that the finger was the Twelve-Chen Jue that was known to all the disciples in Shangyang Palace. The tangled saint who created this Jue said that the Twelve-Chen Jue manipulated ghosts and gods to participate in creation.
But this is really just a basic skill that all disciples must practice. No one can become a great monk by practicing this.
"Ha..." Chen sneered slightly. Then his expression suddenly changed. When the evil force that was as violent as a tornado struck in front of Yue Zhongqi, it was blocked by an invisible wall.
The wall should look as thin as a cicada's wings, but no matter how violent the evil power is, Yue Zhongqi looks calm and natural within the body's protective energy.
Chen Weiwei's eyes narrowed. A black sword energy appeared out of thin air from directly above Yue Zhongqi's head. After taking shape, it fell hard towards Baihui's head above Yue Zhongqi's head.
Yue Zhongqi still walked forward calmly. Just when the black giant sword was about to stab him, a small golden lotus suddenly bloomed above his head, but it was as bright as a star.
Compared to the huge black sword, this golden lotus is not much bigger than the tip of the sword. It looks like a finger trying to crush an ant.
However, it cannot be crushed to death or crushed. Yue Zhongqi just recited the Tao Te Ching of Heaven and Earth, with a solemn expression on his face, and moved forward calmly and calmly.
The black sword pressed down hard, and a golden lotus flower about the size of the thumb suddenly bloomed. The black sword trembled slightly and then shattered inch by inch, then turned into a black smoke and dispersed.
Chen Weiwei stood up abruptly.
"Do you really want to kill me?!" Chen Weiwei said with anger in his voice: "I am the only one in the world who is willing to save Fengyu Temple, and I am the only one who is willing to guard Shangyang Palace at all costs. What reason do you have to kill me?! "Yue Zhongqi stopped.
He looked at Chen Weiwei and replied seriously: "Because you are wrong. Fengyu Temple is the holy lotus in the hearts of the world. I protect Fengyu to protect the holiness. What you protect is not holy, it is just a temple." Chen Weiwei was angry. Said: "What nonsense are you talking about! If I don't guard this Taoist temple, how can there be any holiness! The Taoist temple is gone, who cares about holiness!" He raised his finger and pointed at Yue Zhongqi: "You should stand here with me Come on, join me in confronting the imperial court, let the imperial court know that they are wrong, and let the imperial court apologize to Xiangyang!" Yue Zhongqi was still so plain.
"The court is wrong, and so are you. I want to tell the court if the court is wrong, and I want to tell you if you are wrong." Yue Zhongqi stepped forward again: "You are a demon, and I want to get rid of the demon." Chen Weiwei Angry.
"Who can kill me now?!" He slammed his hands together. With a snap, the palm of his hand rippled outward, creating ripples in the air that were visible to the naked eye.
The ripples of air moved out extremely fast and spread throughout the entire hall in just a moment. It was at this moment that Yue Zhongqi stopped.
Yue Zhongqi lowered his head, and he saw countless ghost-like things hugging his legs, raising their heads, looking at him with bloody eyes, but all of them were pleading.
Are those the souls of countless Shangyang disciples? It seemed to be begging him. Don't kill the temple master, don't kill the temple master, the temple master is the real descendant of Shangyang, the master of Shangyang.
Yue Zhongqi's footsteps became heavier and heavier. He looked at those innocent souls with unbearable expression in his eyes. Behind him, in the void, a ferocious bloody troll appeared, looking down at Yuezhong Banner as if he were looking at some delicious food.
