In Master Sansi's Zen room, Tianjisou lifted his clothes and knelt in front of Master Sansi. With tears in his eyes, he said to Master Sansi: "Junior brother, pay homage to senior brother!"
Sansi shook his head gently, looked at Tianjisou carefully, and then helped him up: "Junior brother, you are getting old after being apart for so long."
Tianjisou said with tears in his eyes: "Junior brother still remembers the voices and looks of master and senior brothers when we parted. Unfortunately, things have changed when we look back. Last year, I heard that the second senior brother had gone west on a crane. I was heartbroken. Last time A farewell becomes forever!"
Master Sansi helped Tianjisou to the futon: "Junior brother, sit down and talk, and my nephew should also sit down beside him. The deceased is gone, so don't be sad anymore. At our age, we can't say that one day we will die with him." Have fun while you are alive, and have no regrets when you die!"
Tianjisou sat on the futon, stopped his tears, and then asked Master Sansi: "Senior Brother, why did Master train the seated golden body into a relic? Our lineage of Jialan Temple is so powerful that other sects cannot match it. After the incident of the East China Sea Slaughter, which sect can compete with Jialan Temple, and why..."
Monk Sansi waved his hand and interrupted Tianjisou: "Master must have a deep meaning in doing this. As disciples, we just follow it. By the way, junior brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, how are you doing? Tell me quickly, senior brother, In my mind, the famous headmaster of the Tianjis has always been a young boy."
Seeing that his senior brother didn't want to mention it any more, Tianjisou gave up. After sorting out his thoughts, he said: "I made a mistake back then and was kicked out of the temple by my master in anger. I was extremely poor along the way. Senior brother, you know that. I I was brought up by my master in Jialan Temple since I was a child. Where else could I go? I just walked while looking for a place to stay, and later when I passed by Jinmenli, I met Guangfa Tianzun Feng Wuhen. Senior brother, can you I know the wind, fire, dragon and cloud situation in Jinmen thirty years ago."
Master Sansi was stunned for a moment, then thought carefully for a long time, and finally said: "I have only heard a little bit about this matter. I heard that there was a storm in the whole Jinmen at that time, and the swamp became completely barren overnight, and Fortunately, Jinmen is a place of death, so I haven’t heard of any casualties. What? Does this have anything to do with Mr. Feng?”
Tianjisou said: "Yes, at that time, Guangfa Tianzun Feng Wuhen and Divination Star Lord Huo Baozi were competing in a battle of skills. The two were setting up a battle of wind, fire, dragon and cloud here. I didn't know at the time and entered this game by mistake. Wait until When the Fenghuo Dragon attacked, I realized that I had reached a desperate situation. Unfortunately, I was not good at studying at the time, and after struggling for a whole day, I could no longer hold on. Just when I thought I was going to die in this formation, the Fenghuo Dragon hit me. He took pity on my life and rescued me. Because of this distraction, Feng Lao failed to control the wind dragon again, and was attacked by it. He almost died in this game. After Huo Baozi won, he was not happy at all, leaving behind a Snow Silkworm left, as if he felt a little defeated. I received Snow Silkworm as a medicine guide, and after several months of care, my injury finally healed. Mr. Feng saw that I had a good heart, so he took me back to North Kunlun. I have followed Feng Lao for ten years, and I have always treated him as a junior. Although Feng Lao taught me martial arts, I was not able to become his disciple. Please take care of your apprentice. Senior brother should also know what happened next. I said goodbye to Mr. Feng twenty years ago and returned to the Central Plains alone to open the Tianjimen. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than twenty years."
Master Sansi nodded: "Junior brother, it is a blessing for you to obtain the true inheritance of Guangfa Tianzun. You should not blame Master for what happened back then."
Tianjisou shook his head and said: "I made my own mistakes at that time, and I can't blame anyone else. And you and I are so old, why should we care so much about grudges? I was also a junior brother at the time and I was young and ignorant. If I offended Master and him, I will never do it in this life. The only regret is that I could not see Master again." After saying this, Tianjisou knelt down in front of Monk Sansi: "Elder brother, did Master leave anything for me during his lifetime? Is there anything you need to explain to me? Even just a few words."
Sansi hurriedly helped Tianjisou up: "Junior brother, get up quickly. Master was in a state of confusion when he was dying. He suddenly woke up one night before his death, and then wrote this in his Zen room." Monk Sansi took out a piece of paper from the scripture book behind him. The paper is good rice paper. There are a few poems written on it:
Don't destroy the bright moon in the sky, ask when the wind comes and turn your sleeves, don't mention the sorrow in the evening scene, gain an inch of snickering, lose an inch of heartbreak.
Zhou Xunxian was a filial son, but Li felt that he was alone. I have been proud of myself since I was young, and my evil thoughts are seeking pleasure, while my good thoughts are in vain.
Tian Jisou looked at it carefully for a long time, and then he burst into tears and said, "Master still misses me, Master still misses me!" He kept repeating these two sentences like crazy. Du Jie had never seen such an expression on his master's face. He was afraid that his master would make a mistake due to his excitement, so he would step forward to persuade him. Master Sansi caught him. Then he shook his head at him and whispered: "Junior brother, the depression in his heart has been accumulated for many years, let him release it."
Tianjisou gradually gave out his strength, and he staggered and became unsteady. Monk Sansi, with his quick eyesight and quick hands, dragged him back to the futon. When Tianjisou regained his breath, he said to Master Sansi with great excitement, "Senior Brother, Master is still chanting Master still cares about us."
Master Sansi patted Tianjisou and said: "Junior brother, don't be excited. The people that Master feels most sorry for in this life are you and Junior Brother Mo Wen. In the year before Master left, he looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain almost all day long. Junior Brother Mo Wen said he It has been nearly ten years since he returned to the temple. Ten years ago, he went to Kunlun Mountain alone. He doesn’t know whether he is dead or alive now."
Tianjisou calmed down and said to Master Sansi: "Ten years ago, Junior Brother Mo went to find me on Master's order, and then went to Kunlun Mountain Town alone to guard the Golden Cave. However, I have been studying in North Kunlun for so long and I still don't remember Kunlun. There is a place on the mountain called Pinjin Cave."
Master Sansi thought for a moment and shook his head: "Senior Brother, I don't remember that there is such a place in Kunlun Mountain. Forget it, Junior Brother Mo Jirentianxiang, he should be fine. But we have been chatting about the past for so long, Nephew Du Xian must be tired of hearing about it. Yes, I heard that junior brother has already contacted the Huai family. You are passing by Jialan Temple with nephew Du Xian at this time. Could it be..."
Tianjisou nodded: "To be honest with you, senior brother, I promised to hide the ugly thing before, but his nephew's gun life was too messy, and I didn't have a better candidate at that time. Fortunately, when I took back the Kowloon Soul-Chasing Gun, Meeting Jie'er, this can be regarded as his good fortune, I just provided him with an opportunity. The nephew of the Huai family is not weak in martial arts, so Du Jie may not be able to defeat him."
Monk Sansi also smiled and said: "Everything depends on God's will." Just as he was talking, the young novice monk at the door suddenly came to report: "Abbot Qi, Master Chu Muchu is outside asking for an audience."
Monk Sansi heard a smile and said to the outside: "Come in."
The door creaked open from the outside, and a young man who looked like a young man came in. This young man looked to be in his twenties, with a sharp face and an upright look. He was Chu Mu, Tianjisou's eldest disciple. .
Chu Mu walked two steps closer and knelt in front of Tianjisou: "Greetings to the master, paying homage to Master Sansi."
Tianjisou nodded: "Get up, when did Mu'er get here?"
Chu Mu replied: "This disciple finished handling the affairs within the sect a month ago and set off for this place. He arrived about half a month ago."
Tianjisou thought for a while and asked: "A month ago? Then when you came out, you heard who wanted to destroy this Daoguo Conference."
Chu Mu replied: "Disciple didn't hear anything in the door, but..."
Chu Mu looked at Master Sansi and seemed to have some unspeakable secrets. Tianjisou frowned and said, "Master Sansi is not an outsider. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Yes, I received news seven days ago that a man in black shot a dart from outside Master Sansi's house. There was a note on the dart, and I don't know what it said specifically." As he said that, Chu Mu looked deeply at Master Sansi. Give a gift, as if to apologize
Master Sansi nodded, took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Tianjisou: "Junior brother, please read it."
Tianjisou took it and glanced at it. The note was as wide as a finger. There was no signature or signature, just three words. "I am coming!
"Brother, this is..."
After a long moment, the monk thought twice and spoke again: "What is going to come will still come. It is time to repay the debt that Master owed back then."
Tianjisou looked surprised and hurriedly said, "Senior brother, do you know who wrote the note?"
Master Sansi closed his eyes, and Tianjisou said to Chu Mu and Du Jie with understanding: "You two go down first. By the way, Chu Mu, this is your seventh junior brother Du Jie. He has never walked around in the world. You should teach him a lot during this time."
"It's master, disciple, please leave." Chu Mu and Du Jie obediently retreated.
After everyone else had retreated, Master Sansi slowly opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and said slowly after a long time: "That may be the only wrong thing Master has done in his life. A year before his death, I planned to enter the inner temple to undergo a life-and-death retreat, but that day I suddenly received a letter with only two sentences in it: The time has come and I am still alive. At that time, Master was very emotional after reading these two sentences. I was so out of control that I accidentally saw this letter secretly, and it was exactly the same as the notes in today’s note.”
After hearing this, Tianjisou looked at the note carefully and made sure that he was not clear about the handwriting on the note. Then he asked, "Brother, do you know who this is?"
Monk Sansi shook his head: "I asked Master the same thing at that time. At that time, he refused to say anything. Later, a month before he passed away, he called me to his meditation room, took out a piece of purple jade, and told me what to do if If someone comes to claim this piece of purple jade, then give this piece of purple jade to that person."
"Purple jade? What purple jade?"
"That's it." After saying that, Sansi took out a palm-sized black-purple jade piece from his sleeve pocket. The jade piece was very thin and seemed to be of good texture, deep and smooth. The jade pieces are densely engraved with countless unnamed characters. Tianjisou took it over and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly thought of something and took a breath of cold air: "Purple Jade Book?!!"
