Chapter 12 Hu Zhai
Tongzhou City is a second-tier city next to Jiangning City.
Although they are only second-tier cities, in a super-large province like Jiangbei Province, the scale of second-tier cities has far exceeded that of some so-called "new first-tier" cities. Even in the fringes of Jiangbei, Tongzhou's urbanization process has been viewed throughout the country. They are all developing very fast.
Although Hu Shouyu's Hu family can be regarded as a large family in Tongzhou, due to the characteristics of the family industry, the Hu family did not choose to live in a prosperous area of the city, but found a mountainous area on the edge of southern Tongzhou. After decades or hundreds of years of continuous construction and improvement, the land seems to have been built as a separate small city outside the urban area, specifically for the activities of the Hu family.
It's not far to drive from Jiangning to Tongzhou. Su Jianxia had no idea about speed when driving and was always speeding on the highway, so it only took 40 to 50 minutes to reach the area where the Hu family was located.
After opening the car door and getting out of the car, a huge stone about three meters high was inserted vertically into the ground and placed in front of the two of them. Two large characters were written on it in extremely smooth cursive.
Hu Zhai.
"The name seems to come from some kind of scholarly family. Who would have thought that a group of tomb robbers lived there." Su Jianxia raised his head and looked at Hu Zhai behind the boulder through the large sunglasses that covered half of his face. I found that there was a huge mist that seemed to envelop the entire Hu Zhai. If I opened my eyes wide and looked hard, I could vaguely see the eaves of several houses not far away. The clouds and mist were shrouded in it, which made it look like a mountain wonderland.
"It seems that the Hu family has some experts who can set up such a formation to hide the traces of the family." Wei Ziqi walked to Su Jianxia and looked into the depths of the clouds together, "Such a thick fog gathers here all the year round. , if there is no family member to lead the way, you may lose your way after entering, and it is impossible to tell what is hidden in the fog.
It can not only block the line of sight, prevent outsiders from peeking inside, but also cover up traces. Most people don't have such skill. "
"Who dares to let people know about this business?" Su Jianxia curled his lips, "Hu Shouyu was very anxious when he called, and he didn't know to send someone to the door to pick him up. If it were an ordinary person, his son would die if he got in. It’s clear.”
"To say the least, it's really not his fault. It's good to have a few people in their family who can still stand up."
Wei Ziqi snapped his fingers, and the lingering mist in front of the two people began to divide regularly to both sides, revealing a wide cement road in the middle, and even the houses at the end of the road could be clearly seen.
Walking along the main road, it took about twenty minutes to reach the houses in the outer circle.
It seems that because the family has a long history, the architecture of the house has always retained the ancient style. There are no modern high-rise buildings, but low-rise bungalows.
Maybe it was because of the daytime, but no one seemed to be home in the surrounding houses, and the doors were all closed.
The houses are connected end to end, forming a circle with no gaps in between. But Wei Ziqi walked around a few houses ahead, and soon saw a stone road between two of the rooms that could only pass one person.
"The outside circle should be for outsiders, right? For example, business partners, or police inspections. The inside that this road leads to is the real core area of the Hu family." Su Jianxia took two steps back and looked He looked left and right and said, "If you don't follow a specific pattern, you can't find this road even after dozens of circles around these houses."
"This reminds me of an old friend." Wei Ziqi smiled and took the lead to walk forward.
The two walked for about ten minutes, and the stone road came to an end.
Different from the circular layout outside, the layout in front of them is like that of some temples. In front of them is a two-story stilted building with simple decoration and a road in the middle, making this stilted building look a bit like a house. style door.
Behind this stilted building, there are three tall houses, one taller than the other.
The stilted building at the end is about thirty meters high and is more luxuriously decorated. There are red lanterns hanging from top to bottom, and the flames inside are beating excitedly even during the day. There are also some seemingly expensive gold ornaments hung on the walls, making the whole building look golden.
In addition to the original decoration, the building is now covered with unknown spells written on huge yellow banners. The areas not covered by the banners are simply written directly on the walls of the building.
Even in the daytime, you can see that the blood-red fonts on the banner are flashing with a coquettish light.
Looking through the gate formed by the three buildings in front, you can also see a three-meter-high incense burner in front of the fourth building. In the incense burner are three huge sandalwood sticks as tall as one person. There are about a dozen The Taoist priests formed a circle around the incense burner, lowering their heads and muttering something. Judging from the incense ash that is about to overflow from the furnace, sandalwood of this size must have been burned for several days.
"Aren't you out of money? How can you still find someone to cast spells here?" Su Jianxia looked at the Taoist priests on the ground. "They look no different from those charlatans who defraud people. Just sit here for a day." You can get money for a day.”
"It's good to get some psychological comfort." Wei Ziqi didn't pay attention to the Taoist priests, but looked at the tall building and sighed, "Let's go, I have to fight for people from the underworld."
"Already dead?" Su Jianxia was a little surprised, but he didn't feel pity in his tone. "That's right. I have been thinking about it for so long and want to solve the problem without paying any price. No wonder it is like this."
"You wouldn't say this to my face."
"What are you afraid of? I didn't listen when I gave him advice. Now that something happened and we are found, if he doesn't want to listen, then let's leave and let him fend for himself."
The four buildings were not very far apart, and the two of them had already passed through the first three doors before even saying a few words.
"Donor, a spell is being cast here to drive away evil spirits. Please return the same way, otherwise you are very likely to be entangled by the evil spirits and get into trouble."
Su Jianxia was stunned and glanced around, only to realize that it was a Taoist priest sitting on the ground looking at the two of them with a serious face.
"What's the matter, you can drive away that evil spirit if I don't come?" Su Jianxia sneered, "You have been sitting here for a few days and reciting spells for a few days, and that evil spirit has done nothing but kill your own people. Now? If you want to make money, just make good use of your money, other things have nothing to do with you."
"Donor Hu is a good friend of my Taoist sect. I came down the mountain to help when Donor Hu was in trouble. Donor thinks of us as making money or not," the Taoist priest said in a deep voice.
Su Jianxia didn't even look at him and walked straight forward, "I didn't realize you were so willing to help others. So does your method work? If not, just step aside."
"The little girl is very sharp-tongued, and she really doesn't have any tutoring in her speech. If the poor Taoist said you can't enter, you can't enter!" The Taoist priest was a little angry. He stood up from the ground and wanted to stop them in front of them.
"You just said she doesn't have a tutor?"
The Taoist priest was stunned and looked at Wei Ziqi who had been silent just now. He frowned and was about to speak. Suddenly he found that the scene around him was no longer in front of the tall stilted building, but an endless expanse of sky. among the ice fields. The surrounding classmates and the man and woman who just broke in suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons.
Before the Taoist priest had time to think about what was going on, the sub-zero cold in the ice field quickly invaded his body. The originally thin Taoist robes in summer were useless in this temperature, and the skin on his body even began to freeze quickly. When it was dry and cracked, small wounds burst open on the surface of his body, and his blood quickly flowed all over his body in just a few seconds.
Just when the Taoist priest felt desperate and thought he was about to die, he suddenly found a fire not far away from him. Under the ice and snow, the high temperature generated by the fire was also transmitted to the Taoist priest.
The power of hope generated in a desperate situation is huge. The Taoist priest did not care about the pain in his body at this time. His body that had just felt weak suddenly produced an inexplicable force, supporting the Taoist priest to climb toward the fire.
There is no situation like people seeing water in the desert but never being able to reach it. After crawling hard, the Taoist priest quickly approached the fire. He was just one step away from the edge of the fire and felt that it was enough to save his life. temperature.
"Daozhang Li, wake up! Daozhang Li! We can't go any further!"
Suddenly, an anxious voice reached the Taoist priest's ears, and his originally fuzzy brain suddenly regained consciousness.
There was no boundless ice field around. He returned to Hu Zhai's stilted building. The fellow disciples and brothers around him were pulling his legs and waist behind him, with frightened expressions on their faces. What was yelling in his ears was this. Hu Shouyu, who had become even thinner in the past two days, took a lot of effort to shout just now. He was relieved to see that he was awake, but he was breathing heavily involuntarily and his face turned red.
The Taoist priest was about to ask something, but bursts of hot temperature came from above his head and he immediately shut his mouth.
With some difficulty, I twisted my neck to look, only to find that my head had touched the edge of the fire under the stove. If I climbed one step forward...
Thinking of this, the Taoist priest couldn't help but shudder, "Why don't you hold me back?"
"All of us came over to hug you, but we don't know how you had so much strength just now. Even if we put together all of us, we couldn't pull you." A female Taoist nun next to her replied, "And your body He’s bleeding while crawling, and we can’t hold him back.”
The Taoist priest lowered his head and saw that although he was sure that the scene just now was an illusion, at this moment his body was the same as in the ice field. His whole body was covered with small wounds, and blood was pouring out. Even the person holding him was All the fellow disciples also had their hands covered in blood. This scene was inevitably a bit scary.
"Daozhang Li, this is all my fault. I didn't tell you in advance that I invited two experts. I will bear all the injuries, medical expenses and mental loss you suffered today. I'm really sorry." Hu Shouyu looked at it. Seeing the injuries on the Taoist priest's body, he said sincerely.
The Taoist priest was silent for a while, then waved his hand to signal everyone to put him down.
"I can't blame you for this. It's just a poor person who is ignorant and offended an expert. He deserves to end up like this. Donor Hu doesn't have to blame himself."
The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and looked past the crowd to Wei Ziqi and Su Jianxia behind them.
Su Jianxia was sitting lazily on a Taotie statue. He didn't seem to have any respect for the legendary dragon son. Instead, he leaned on its body and stretched out his legs to step on its head.
Wei Ziqi was leaning against the tail of the Taotie statue with his back to everyone. He was in a position where he could catch Su Jianxia who fell if he couldn't sit still.
"Just now, Xiaodao has a blind eye and cannot see Taishan. He has offended two masters and deserves this punishment. I also ask these two masters to ignore their past grudges and spare Xiaodao a way out." The Taoist hesitated again and again and walked up to the two of them. Lower your head and admit your mistake.
Just one glance at him put him in an illusion. If his brothers and Hu Shouyu hadn't tried their best to stop him, he might have died on the spot. When encountering such an expert, you must not think of running away directly, unless The other party is willing to let him go, otherwise he will be dead no matter where he escapes.
"It's true that Taoist priests are willing to help others, but you don't know how many pounds you have? If you can't solve the problem, don't stay here and give people false hope." Su Jianxia looked at the horizon in the distance, his head Without even looking down at the Taoist priest, he said, "Also, don't look down on others casually. Just because you can't solve the problem doesn't mean that others can't solve it either."
"What the girl taught you, Xiaodao should take it to heart." The Taoist priest nodded, and looked at Wei Ziqi with his back to him with some fear, thinking about how to speak.
As if sensing the Taoist priest's thoughts, Su Jianxia waved his hand, "You don't need to worry about him. If you hadn't said 'no tutor', he might not even bother to look at you, because I am him." Taught.”
"Okay, take your people and leave. Things here have nothing to do with you."
Without waiting for the Taoist priest to answer, Su Jianxia waved again, "Mr. Hu, come here."
Hearing Su Jianxia calling him, Hu Shouyu hurriedly ran up to the two of them, but he didn't know how to speak.
"How long has your son been dead?" Su Jianxia asked directly.
Hu Shouyu was stunned, as if he didn't expect the question to be so direct.
"Not long after I called you two, he..." Halfway through Hu Shouyu's words, he couldn't speak anymore when he thought of his son dying.
"Why don't you see other members of your family?" Su Jianxia glanced at the backs of the group of Taoist priests leaving, "Although it is daytime, there is not a single person in such a big place, right? Are they all going out to work? "
Hu Shouyu shook his head, "The rest of the family are at home. It's just because they all contracted the same disease as my son, so they closed the door tightly, saying they didn't want this disease to spread within the family. Come on, but in fact everyone knows that they are just waiting to die at home."
Su Jianxia frowned, reached out and held Wei Ziqi's shoulders and jumped down, "Go in and have a look, maybe your son can be saved."
"Is what Miss Su said true?" Hu Shouyu's eyes widened, unable to believe what he just heard.
Su Jianxia didn't answer, but made a gesture to let Hu Shouyu lead the way.
Hu Shouyu suppressed his excitement and led the two of them into the house with some staggering steps.
Similar to the situation outside the house, the walls inside the house were covered with yellow talismans or strange spells written directly on the walls, so many that it was almost impossible to tell the original decoration style of the house.
Hu Shouyu led the two of them to the fourth floor, and walked behind a light blue screen with paintings of Jiangnan landscapes. There was a large wooden bed. A middle-aged woman with a sad expression was kneeling beside the bed, pulling her hand. The little boy's hands on the bed wept silently.
Seeing his grieving wife and his son who had lost all vitality on the bed, Hu Shouyu felt a sharp pain in his heart, forced himself to calm down, stepped forward and pressed his wife's shoulders to comfort him, "Lian Zhi, our child may be saved. "
The woman shook her head, "Stop comforting me. Xian'er's situation is already like this. No matter how painful I am, I will never fail to recognize the reality."
"Instead of comforting you, I invited two experts. They said they could find a way to save Xian'er."
The woman trembled, turned around and looked at Wei Ziqi and Su Jianxia who were standing behind Hu Shouyu, and said with some doubt, "How can such a young person be an expert?"
Hu Shouyu quickly waved to the woman to keep her voice down, turned around and smiled apologetically at the two of them, and then whispered to the woman what happened at the door just now.
"Is this true?" The woman's eyes widened.
"I saw it with my own eyes." Hu Shouyu affirmed.
The woman looked at her son on the bed, quickly wiped away her tears, and stood up, "Hello, my name is Cheng Lianzhi, and I am Shouyu's wife. I heard from Shouyu that you can find a way to save our son?"
Su Jianxia looked at the woman's pale face and sighed.
It can be seen that the woman has a good foundation. In terms of appearance, she is not even worse than the Xu Chenxi she saw in the morning. It is only because of family changes that a woman looks so haggard.
"We can keep him temporarily for a few days, but if this matter is to be completely resolved, it still lies with Mr. Hu."
"My husband? But this matter has nothing to do with him. He doesn't know why it suddenly happened like this. Our family is all victims." The woman was a little confused.
Su Jianxia glanced at Hu Shouyu. Hu Shouyu immediately understood and came forward to comfort him, "Don't worry about those things first. The most important thing is to save Xian'er first."
The woman hesitated and nodded.
The sword energy fills the world and has been popular for thousands of years.
"If it is true that the son of Sword Immortal Su is true, does that mean that we have a chance to drive the demons back to the devil's land and allow me to rule the Central Plains in the right way again?" Someone suddenly proposed this bold idea.
Manager Li was stunned for a moment, then slapped the man on the head: "Shut up! Don't you know that some things can be said and some things cannot be said?"
"With Su Da Sword Immortal's character, it is still open to talk about whether he will care about this matter. We don't know what the purpose of Mr. Su's appearance is. Let's take a look first and wait until Mr. Su makes his position clear. other."
"You kid is not afraid of death. It doesn't matter if it's outside the city. If it were inside the city, you wouldn't be able to chop off nine of your heads."
The man shrank his neck and smiled.
Manager Li took the last sip of wine, slapped a few grains of silver on the table and said, "Okay, it's time for me to get busy. I still have to find the magic medicine that can extend the life of the city lord."
"Come on, Mr. Li. Come and sit down if you have time." The waiter hurriedly came over to collect the money and walked Mr. Li to the door. As soon as he opened the door, snowflakes from the sky floated in and flew onto their faces.
"Hey, the snow is quite heavy. Wait a moment, manager. I'll get you an umbrella first." The waiter closed the door, trotted all the way behind the counter, took out a light blue oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Manager Li.
"You're interested, kid." Manager Li smiled, patted the young waiter on the shoulder, opened the umbrella, put the handle on his shoulder, and strode out of the inn.
As General Manager Li left, the inn became noisy again, and everyone began to whisper to each other. The topic was nothing more than the two swordsmen surnamed Su, one small and one large. No one noticed that there was an old man and a young man in the corner quietly leaving the inn with smiles.
"It's just like your father. He made such a big fuss when he first entered the world." The old man said with a smile as he walked out of the inn.
The young master looked innocent: "You can't blame me. What's the name of the city lord, Jing Yi? Uncle Li, you're not here. His tone of voice is so arrogant! He wants to skin me and dry me on the city tower! I'm just trying to scare you." Scare them."
"Scaring people into seriously injuring them?" The old man said with an angry smile: "And based on my understanding of Jing Yi over the past hundred years, this self-proclaimed magic master has always been particular about killing people to give the other person a good pleasure, skinning and cramping and then drying them?"
The young swordsman looked serious: "I am not doing this to exaggerate the other party's cruelty and cruelty. The devil must be the kind of ruthless pervert."
The old man was stunned: "So you really did what they said and chopped Na Jing Yiduo to death without listening to what he said?"
Su Yi thought about it for a moment: "He seemed to want to say something? I didn't hear it clearly. I thought about it and thought that the lord of this city must be a great master. I couldn't give him a chance to take action, so... well , that’s it now.”
The old man rolled his eyes: "He is just as unreasonable as your father. Back then, he would not listen to anyone's excuses and chopped the altar that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years to pieces with one sword."
Su Yi touched his chin and said with a smile: "That can't be compared. What am I doing? It's just a small fight."
The old man snorted coldly and said: "Mu Yang fought against Jing Yi once when Yi came to the city a hundred years ago. Although the two of them were indifferent, Mu Yang came to me once later and told me about that time. He still lost the fight, but it was Jing Yi who took care of his face and didn't use his full strength, allowing him to leave Luoyang with dignity."
"What do you mean, I killed the wrong person?" Su Yi was stunned.
"So you are just like your father, impulsive." The old man felt helpless: "Jing Yi is a special person, both good and evil. If he hadn't betrayed him in the first place, it's not certain whether Mu Yang would have left Luoyang alive."
"Then I, I'm going to apologize to him? But I don't know how to save people..."
"No, you'd better not see him for the time being." The old man glared: "I still have a ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, which can still extend my life. But you have crippled a person's thousand-year cultivation. I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat you. You’ll be pissed right off the bat.”
Su Yi shrank his head and did not dare to speak.
"What are your plans next?"
"I'm going to Suzhou. The Peach Blossom Wonderland, which opened only once in 500 years, seems to be opening its doors in the near future. I have to go find Taoist Taoist Master Yi to figure out the whereabouts of Uncle Yi, otherwise I won't be able to find him anywhere."
The old man nodded: "I found Mu Yang not just because he was your father's proud disciple, right?"
Su Yi told the truth: "Dad said that Uncle Yi hides a secret. It is very important. We must find him before the demons. As for what the secret is, I don't know."
There is nothing he can't say to the old man in front of him. Before he came down the mountain, his father told him that although he didn't know what Luoyang City was like now, there were still two people he could trust. One was his favorite disciple Yi Muyang, and the other was The old man in front of me is Li Yuanyi, the owner of the Ji Le Building on the first floor of Luoyang.
"How can I help you?"
Su Yi thought for a moment and said cautiously: "It's okay. Just apologize to Lord Jingcheng for me and say that one day I will definitely come back to apologize to him in person."
"I know." The old man smiled and said, "Please accompany me for a walk again. Five hundred years ago, your father and I were walking side by side in the snow like this. Five hundred years later, I didn't expect that it would be you. I’m an old man now.”
"No way, Uncle Li, people who practice Taoism can live forever. It's only been five hundred years." Su Yi rubbed his hands: "It's really cold today."
The smile on the old man's face became even stronger, and he walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
But I haven't felt so at ease in hundreds of years.
"The Taoist priest is okay. Master, how about you?" Su Yi looked at the young monk wearing black cassock again, with a smile on his face.
The monk quickly took a step back to express his position.
When the first slap came down, the monk heard in his heart his master, the Heavenly Saint Master, telling him: "Don't meddle in other people's business, that Sword Immortal Su Y is not something you can deal with."
So seeing Su Yi looking at him with a smile, the monk stepped back without hesitation. He couldn't beat him originally, and the master had already told him, so he wasn't a fool.
"Okay, everyone is very cooperative." Su Yi was a little happy, thinking that there are people in these three religions who are easy to talk to and sensible.
But soon he saw an old man wearing a white Confucian shirt standing next to Zhong Li. He looked at himself first, and then at Zhong Li who was kneeling on the ground.
"Get up." The old man said calmly: "I, a Confucian disciple, kneel to heaven, kneel to master, and kneel to parents. How can I kneel in front of outsiders?"
"This is the director of the 'Zhixing' Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, the director of the Yanlu Academy."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw the disciple of the Heavenly Saint Master standing next to Hong Ding.
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk's name is Xuyun, and he studies under Master Tiansheng."
"Master told the young monk that he must stand with Su Jianxian at this time, otherwise he will regret it in the future."
"Didn't Master tell you that you should bring your close Taoist friends with you to surrender to the enemy at this time?"
Su Yi and Xu Yun were both stunned. It turned out that the Taoist priest had also sneaked over.
"Little Taoist Duan Chuyi, I studied under the Taoist Master." "Monk, are you unkind? You surrendered to the enemy and didn't call me? Why did we talk so much about Buddhism and Taoism on the road, and we were so happy to see each other?"
The first sentence was to Su Yi, and the second sentence was to complain about the young monk around him.
Su Yi simply ignored the bickering between the two people behind him and raised his eyebrows at the academy master: "I haven't asked him to get up yet."
"Tough spirit." Duan Chuyi behind him stretched out his thumb: "I won in terms of momentum."
"Aren't you afraid that the young monk will make a mistake in his bet, and then we will be punished by Master Yan together?" The monk asked sideways.
The Taoist priest raised his head and chest: "Brother Su must be very confident. I will leave Xiaodao's wealth and life to Brother Su."
Su Yi pretended not to hear.
Yan Lu raised his eyes and looked at this young man, frowned and said, "Don't worry, Your Excellency. I will naturally settle the account with You for taking action against my Confucian disciple."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to help Zhong Li up. He didn't take Su Yi's words seriously at all.
Su Yi was furious: "I wonder if you don't take me seriously either."
Su Yi tapped the scabbard of the long sword at his waist with his fingers. The long sword was slowly unsheathed.
"This hospital master probably has the strength of the Eight Sects. Brother Su should be careful when using his sword." Duan Chuyi's tone finally became a little more serious.
Su Yi narrowed his eyes: "I haven't taken him seriously yet."
Yan Lu felt something was wrong when he stretched out his hand halfway. For some reason, the movement of spiritual energy in his body became extremely slow, as if it was about to stop at any time.
No, it's not just that. Yan Lu opened his eyes suddenly.
Not only did the movement of spiritual energy in my body slow down, it seemed that everything in the world also slowed down.
My body can no longer move freely, and even if I want to take my hand back, in my opinion, although my hand is pulling back, it seems that the movement is done by myself, but the speed is not under my control.
Yan Lu looked up and found that everyone around him seemed to be in this situation, and everyone was trying to stretch their hands and legs.
Only one person was unaffected.
Su Yi's sword is still unsheathed. The reason why it is slow is that the speed of unsheathing is not fast.
"You, who are you!" the old man asked with difficulty.
"My name is Su Yi, from Chang'an." After saying this, the swords were all unsheathed.
A long sword that looks very ordinary, without any decoration or pattern. White gas flows around the sword body chaotically, and the sword body emits a white light.
Yan Lu went through all the immortal techniques he knew in his mind. The body slows down, but the mind does not.
But Yan Lu found that no matter what method he used, he could not solve his current situation.
No! There is a way! As the head of an academy, my current situation is not right. Your Majesty will definitely sense it. As long as Your Majesty comes personally, there is hope.
"Are you waiting for someone too?" Su Yi sneered: "Don't worry, let me strike with the sword first."
Yan Lu opened his eyes wide and watched as the young man lightly drew his sword across the void. A sword energy visible to the naked eye emerged in the air, and then rushed towards him.
Somewhere above the clouds, there is a glorious and majestic palace floating in the clouds.
The sun shines on the white walls of the palace, giving the entire palace a faint golden glow. Looking from a distance, the entire palace gives people a solemn, quiet and solemn atmosphere. But if you get closer, you can hear the faint sound of reading coming from the palace.
There is a huge vermilion plaque hanging on the main entrance of the palace, with four big Chinese characters written in cursive: Liyue Academy. The No. 1 Confucian Academy, which is personally overseen by the Confucian Master, has been floating in the air. No wonder everyone has seen the Seventy-One Confucian Academy, but they have never seen this most mysterious academy.
In the main hall at the highest point in the center of the academy, a tall old man sat in the main seat. The middle of the old man's head is sunken, his ears hang down from his shoulders, and his eyes are bulging. Although he looks strange, he gives people a gentle and righteous feeling.
In the main hall, there were ten people sitting on the ground. They were all Taoist immortals. Although they were old, they were full of energy, and each of them was surrounded by an awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Your Majesty, I request you to arrest the young man and bring him back to the academy. He first hurt my disciple without any reason, and then severely injured my disciple Yan Lawyer. When have I ever been so angry in the thousands of years that I have been a Confucian sect?" Li Zun The nearest disciple stood up and said.
This Confucian master, who is said to have survived with this world for tens of thousands of years, usually imparts doctrines to his disciples in an orderly manner, but he did hesitate at this time.
"Your Majesty, if our Confucian family does not arrest and deal with this young man in this matter, how will Confucianism have the honor to keep pace with Buddhism and Taoism from now on, and how will it convince the world." The disciple persuaded again.
The Confucian Master sighed and made up his mind: "Forget it, Ziqing, just go and invite the young man back to the academy. Remember not to hurt anyone."
Ziqing bowed and said: "I understand, I will take that young man back to the academy now and hand him over to your Majesty."
"Wait a minute!" The Confucian Master shouted softly and looked up at a certain place in the northern sky.
Along with this, the ten disciples in the hall also stood up almost at the same time and looked towards the sky together.
In the northern sky, a golden ray of light flew toward the academy. Within a moment, the ray of light flew over the academy.
The protective formation of Liyue Academy, which was said to have never been breached in thousands of years, could not even slow down the flight speed of the light, and fell apart in an instant.
That ray of light shone to every corner of the academy, and under the gaze of everyone in the academy, it flew straight to the main hall where the Confucian Master and his ten disciples were.
"Presumptuous!" Ziqing, who had the most violent temper, shouted angrily, and a light bloomed in his hand. The other nine people also took action, trying to prevent the light from approaching the hall.
"It can't be stopped." Confucian Master sighed.
Sure enough, the golden light was unmoved by the attacks of the ten disciples. It passed straight through the roof and entered the main hall. It seemed that the ten people were uncomfortable with it, so after passing by the ten disciples When the Confucian saint came around, he unceremoniously drew a line on everyone's face, and then inserted it straight into the floor in front of the Confucian sage.
"That's... a sword?" Several disciples ignored the blood on their faces and hurriedly gathered around, kneeling on the ground together and saying, "It's useless for me to stop this sword. It's disturbing. Your Majesty, please blame me."
The Confucian Master waved his hand to signal the disciples to stand up: "I don't blame you, no one in this world can stop that person's sword wherever it goes."
"Is that the 'Hide the Sun'?" A disciple asked cautiously.
The Confucian Master nodded.
Only then did the ten saints feel better.
Is it embarrassing to be unable to stop "covering the sun"? Is it embarrassing to be slapped with a sword by 'covering the sun'?
not at all.
Is the Demon Emperor powerful? At the lower level of the Nine Sects, he was even stronger than his superior, but as a result, he was slashed by "Hiding the Sun" with a sword, and both his body and soul were destroyed. What am I? I can take the "Hidden Sun" sword and still not die. In the future, you can brag about discussing Taoism with old people from both Buddhism and Taoism.
"Didn't this Great Sword Immortal Su retreat to the mountains and forests five hundred years ago? Why does his sword appear here now?" Zi Qing asked.
Why? You are going to arrest someone else's son now. Why do you ask me? The Confucian master complained about this disciple in his heart. If you don't arrest him, will your sword fly into my face? This time it was really embarrassing.
"Hey, junior Su Xian has met your Majesty. I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you feeling well?" A lazy male voice sounded in the hall, but no one could be seen.
The Confucian Master rolled his eyes: "Do you see it like this? No one comes with a sword? The murderous intention on the sword is so strong, do you want to kill me with one sword?"
The male voice said "Ouch": "How could I? Your Majesty is highly respected, how could I dare to be disrespectful to you?"
"But." The male voice paused and continued: "I heard that someone is going to take my son back to be punished? His grandma's, my son and I are reluctant to touch it, so you can just catch me? My sword I came here to tell you that whoever dares to touch a hair of my son, I will make him the second demon altar!"
There was a hint of anger in the man's voice at the end.
At this time, the other nine saints all looked at Ziqing, as if to say: "Okay, now, damn it, if you don't find out clearly, how will this end?"
Ziqing's face was flushed now and she couldn't say a word. Since he was angry because he couldn't help his disciple, and he didn't dare to go against Su Xian, he didn't know what to say to get off the stage.
"That's all." The Confucian Master sighed: "Then don't worry about Su Yi. Zi Qing, go and bring Yan Lu back."
Ziqing breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly bowed and said: "Disciple accepts the order." After saying this, he felt it was not enough, so he bowed to the fairy sword "Hiding the Sun" again.
"Your Majesty really understands the truth!" Su Xian said with a smile as if he had become a different person: "Junior, I still have some small matters here. After I finish handling them, I will go to Liyue Academy to visit your Majesty and personally repair the roof for Your Majesty."
After finishing speaking, the "covering the sun" inserted into the floor turned into a golden light again, rose from the ground, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.
At this time, both the ten saints and the Confucian master had only one thought in their minds:
My son and I are both unreasonable!
"I know the purpose of you and the master coming to Suzhou. You probably won't enter the fairyland. Then, Taohua Taoist will definitely be in the fairyland?" Su Yi asked.
Hong Tao thought for a while and replied: "When the fairyland opened five hundred years ago, someone saw Taohua Taoist in it. And this time, whether it was the person from the immortal sect or the demonic sect in the city, they all wanted to Those who entered the fairyland to look for Peach Blossom Taoist, as to whether they are there or not, the master of the Yudao Sect who is proficient in the calculation of the sky must have calculated it, and they must have been absolutely sure that they would mobilize the troops like this."
"Who is 'that person' in the Demonic Way?" Su Yi was a little curious: "Although Split Shadow hides him very tightly, there is still something I can't see if I want to see it."
Hong's face suddenly changed and she glared at Su Yi. Su Yi quickly stretched out his right hand: "I swear on my father's name, I have never looked at you!"
Hongzhu's face became a little better and he replied: "I don't know exactly 'that person', but what is certain is that he is a person directly related to the Demon Emperor.
