Depressed Fairy

"Have you heard? Another one died!"

As night falls, the lights on Dongxuan Mountain and below are brightly lit. Whether they are the inner disciples or the outer deacons, they are coming and going, coming in and out, busy and anxious, and their moods are very different.

Those who entered the mountain from the outer gate all had sad faces.

"I didn't expect that the young master of Yunmen would die again, and he died in the mountain gate. I heard that not long ago, several people from Yunmen died because of our Dongxuan Sect."

"This is really bad. I don't know if I will be held accountable by Yunmen!"

"Why are you all dejected? If the rumors of the death of several young masters of Yunmen are true, doesn't it mean that the legend of our founding master becoming an immortal is also true? With an immortal as your backer, why should Yunmen be afraid? "

"Innocent! How can it be so easy to see an immortal? Alas, you are too young to understand."

"Whether our ancestor of Dongxuan is an immortal or not, let's not talk about it for now. After all, it is all rumors. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or not, and there is no way to prove it. But the reputation of Yunmen is real!"

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Everyone was talking about walking in a hurry, but little did they know that these words were heard by a pair of ears.

"Is there something wrong with these people?"

Shen Shu, the granddaughter of the old man Qingmingzi, was sitting in a stone pavilion on the mountain road. Listening to the words of the people passing by, she couldn't help but curl her lips and said: "With such a powerful patriarch, he still worries about this and that. "

She lowered her head and calculated, and then continued: "After all, this is the second time, right? There was news before that the ancestor was a true immortal! But his disciples and disciples are still muttering here. This is too abnormal. Oh! Are they not very smart? Or is it that someone with great powers is trying to force them to do something wrong?"

"These people are different from you."

Qing Mingzi was sitting on the edge of the stone table, drinking with Grandma Lingshu. Hearing this, he glanced at his granddaughter and said: "Since you learned the method of Qingming's spiritual realm, you can see the world through a mirror. Something happened in the early morning in Xizhou, a hundred thousand miles away. If you get up and take a quick look, you will know. You will absorb more information every day than the ancient sages wrote in their lifetime. "

"Yes, the great Confucians in ancient times had to travel over mountains and ridges for several years to gain knowledge if they wanted to learn. It would be amazing to be able to write a book of more than 100,000 words in a lifetime! But our descendants have benefited from the way of magic. , but you can know it with the movement of your fingers, but it lacks a bit of charm." The person who spoke this time was the girl-like Grandma Lingshu, and there was also a hint of sadness in her words.

Qing Mingzi nodded and pointed at the people coming and going below.

He said: "How little do they know? They don't know the causes and consequences. In their opinion, the Immortal is powerful and Lianxu is just as powerful. But they don't know how much more powerful the Immortal is than Lianxu. They probably think they can do it." One immortal defeats three voids, so if we have an immortal in our own family and there are many people practicing in Yunmen, should they be worried? "

Grandma Lingshu agreed with her face, and said: "For many years, there have been no rumors of immortals in Dongxu. The world's imagination of immortals is actually based on the performance of the monks. No higher method can be thought of. Naturally, I don’t understand the greatness of it.”

Shen Shu was a little unconvinced, raised her brows, and said: "Grandpa is wrong. If so, how could they know the news in the mountain in just one day? There must be magic, or there must be offerings at home, and they have something to do with me. How different?"

"Little girl, you have a habit of thinking and think that everyone is the same as you. The fact that this group of people can get the news just proves that they don't get all the news. They don't know as comprehensively as you do, so naturally they can't make correct judgments."

Grandma Lingshu shook her head, pointed to the mountain and said: "Although Yun Conglong only showed his identity in the mountain, the inner sect in the mountain only focuses on practicing, traveling, fighting, and retreating, and cannot afford food and clothing to the outer sect. What should the disciples do? If there is any disturbance, it will only take a meal to spread outside. But these disciples have their own duties in the mountains. What they see and hear is like a blind man touching an elephant, only half a claw, and it is biased and hinders himself. Knowledge and the news that is spread are naturally biased.”

Qing Mingzi nodded in agreement and sighed: "The news that the founder of the mountain is dead but not dead, and that he returns to his soul to kill people, is for the outer disciples who have never even seen a map of the world, are hundreds of miles away from the mountains, and have no idea of ​​the customs and customs. , is far less shocking than the thunderous death of Young Master Yunmen, not to mention..."

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "There has long been a force secretly pushing to stigmatize the Dongxuan Patriarch everywhere. For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill many monks of his generation, such as Hongdeng Zhenren, etc. Hold out the valuables and wear them with pride, sharing the prestige of Taoist friend Dongxuanzi."

Shen Shu asked curiously: "Those are rumors from outside. Could it be that the sect founded by Patriarch Dongxuan can still be affected by rumors!?"

"Dongxuan Sect is the hardest hit area. You are too young." Grandma Lingshu shook her head with a sigh on her face, "This is an obvious way to kill the heart! No matter how many rumors there are outside, the reputation of the Dongxuan Ancestor will no longer matter. Low, but for people in the past, others are dead, so what? These rumors are really aimed at Dongxuan! They want to destroy the foundation of Dongxuan! of jurisprudence!”

Qing Mingzi also said meaningfully: "Don't think that the founder of the country has an inherent advantage in the sect and will not be affected by rumors and rumors. From ancient times to the present, the founder of the country and the founder of the country have been slandered and slandered by others. There are countless things, and they are nothing more than the first to destroy history and roots! The person who spreads the rumors has a deep grudge against Dongxuan Zongzhi! "

Shen Shu was dizzy by this series of words, and finally wondered: "But the direct disciples of Patriarch Dongxuan are still there, and they are still in charge of the sect, so why are they sitting idly by?"

Qing Mingzi suddenly condensed his voice into a bunch and said: "The upper echelons of Dongxuan Sect and the few who are in charge of Dongxuan Taoism seem to be letting it go a little bit due to the oppression of certain forces or other concerns... …”

Let it go?

Shen Shu was startled, with a look of confusion on her face, but seeing her grandfather's appearance, she knew that asking was in vain, so she curled her lips and changed the subject: "Grandpa, how long do you plan to stay here? How long do you want to wait for the immortal to really come back? Mountain? Wasn't it said that the beast that was restrained before was just a projection?"

"Yes, but there are so many traces of the Immortal. Apart from waiting around, where can we look for it?" Qing Mingzi shook his head, and suddenly pointed into the distance with a smile, "However, compared to the anxiety of those few, we are Pretty good.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu looked in the direction pointed by her grandfather, and happened to see the mysterious lady in red, the master of Longxi Palace, and two other beautiful women, each occupying a pavilion, all adjusting their breaths with their eyes closed.

"You look very calm." She looked puzzled.

Qing Mingzi shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Grandma Lingshu sighed and said, "When I go back, I still have to persuade that silly girl of my own."

Several people were still talking and watching, but Shen Shu saw several people walking out of the mountain gate. Each of them looked a little dazed. After looking at them carefully, she immediately recognized their identities.

"These are not the people who were frightened when the ancestor of Dongxuan showed his power. I heard that they are still the princes and princes of the mortal dynasty!" Shen Shu said, and couldn't help but sigh: "The people in the palace at that time The situation, in addition to many things before and after, a little bit of the aftermath has leaked out. Their mortal bodies would have been dead long ago, but now they are still dead. What a good luck!"

Those who were walking out of the mountain gate were Qin Quan, Chen Xuan and others. Up to this moment, after spending one night on the mountain, their hearts were still full of horror and shock, and they were feeling erratic. Just as Shen Shu said, the situation in the palace at that time was extremely dangerous and chaotic. Looking back on the past, I was indeed filled with fear and palpitations, and then I felt lucky——

When the first few parties suddenly erupted, Chen Xuan and others could not see clearly due to their cultivation level. They could only see brilliant lights and shadows, numerous crises, and a fatal feeling that lingered around them and could not go away.

On the contrary, after the legendary founder took action in unimaginable ways, they all saw it clearly, and because of this, they became more frightened and admired.

"I didn't expect that our ancestor actually became an immortal! The rumors are all true!"

He went down the mountain in silence all the way. When he reached the foot of the mountain and there were no other outer disciples rushing around, Qin Quan suddenly sighed sincerely. Although there was still a sense of shock in his tone, it was more of a high-spirited feeling that was worthy of being honored!

When Chen Xuan heard this, his eyes were full of excitement, and he nodded and said: "Before going up the mountain, there were still many worries and doubts. Looking back now, our worries are really unfounded. Our ancestors have great magical powers. How can we measure it? Even if it is Talking behind your back is an offense! After I return, I will make it clear to my father so that he will no longer be suspicious, mess up, and make other people laugh. "

"Yes, I will report it to my father after I return..."

Unlike the outer disciples who only knew about rumors and were entering the mountain, the two of them had seen the power of the Patriarch with their own eyes. They had no doubts at all, and all their thoughts and worries had long since disappeared.

However, as he was talking, Qin Quan suddenly stopped. First he was stunned, and then he sneered: "It came very quickly. Could it be that you still don't give up?"

Chen Xuan was startled and followed the other person's gaze. He was also slightly startled before he understood.

"The people from Yunmen are here again?"

In front of the two of them, several flying boats were slowly landing. Two people in white clothes walked out of the first boat. They were very dignified and had arrogant expressions. Just one look at that appearance made Chen and Qin think back to each other. Recalling Yun Conglong who was beaten to death by his ancestor, he guessed the origin.

Qin Quan whispered: "It's really haunting. One person dies, and another group comes! How dare you provoke the ancestor, they will definitely not end well!"

But after saying that, when someone came closer, he immediately shut up and pulled Chen Xuan aside.

Unexpectedly, the two people came straight over. Seeing the appearance of these two people, one of them frowned slightly, as if suppressing his disgust and anger, and then he raised his hands and asked: "I dare to ask you two, but Dongxuan Disciple?" Although his tone was cold and arrogant, there was some courtesy in his words.

This contrast made Chen and Qin stunned.

Finally, Qin Quan took the initiative to step out, returned the greeting, and asked: "We are just registering names from the outer sect. I wonder if you have any advice?"

"Only a registered disciple? Why did the hermit cultivator ask me to come and ask these two questions?"

The two Yunmen white-clothed men looked at each other, feeling increasingly dissatisfied. However, thinking about what they had been warned repeatedly when they came, they still said patiently: "We are Yunmen disciples, and we have been ordered to come to worship the mountain...please...please forgive me." !”

Chapter 2: Try to do it before 11:40...