Martial Cultivator

Just as Chen Chao threw the gray-robed Taoist's head into the sea and watched the blood gradually spread, a stream of light crashed into a Taoist temple in a deep mountain thousands of miles away.

The ancient Taoist temple was not big, and there was a green pine tree at the door. It looked like it was at least hundreds of years old.

There were not many Taoists in the temple, and now they were practicing on their own. Until the stream of light crashed into a hall in the temple, a Taoist boy ran out of the hall and found the master Qingmu Zhenren who had attained enlightenment under an ancient pine tree in the temple.

Qingmu Zhenren was only middle-aged, wearing a green Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on a cushion, with two small green bells in front of him.

The little Taoist boy whispered something in Qingmu Zhenren's ear, and the master frowned slightly, but his expression did not change much.

A Taoist priest nearby also opened his eyes at this moment, and seeing this scene, he asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened?"

Although he asked this question, he actually had some premonition that perhaps someone in the temple in the west had died again.

Since the war began, the sect masters of these sects seemed to be crazy, breaking their previous quiet practice and sending their disciples out of the mountains to fight with the monks in the west.

But most people don't know the reason, but since the master has spoken, they can't delay and have to go out like this.

"Chishui is dead."

Qingmu Zhenren spoke lightly, his voice was not loud, as if he was not surprised by this result at all, or perhaps he didn't regard the Taoist priest Chishui as an important person, but after all, Zhenren Chishui was also his disciple, and his realm was not low.

The Taoist was startled, "Chishui should not have gone to the west. Didn't the master ask him to go overseas to guide disciples?"

Qingmu Zhenren nodded, but he was not surprised, "In the current situation, no one can guarantee whether the cultivators in the west have already sneaked in, and they will do anything to get what they want."

The Taoist hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help it and asked, "Master, why do you have to entangle like this? Haven't we all been living in peace for so many years, just looking at longevity?"

Qingmu Zhenren glanced at his disciple, and a touch of pity appeared in his eyes, "Lan Yin, the problem is longevity."

Taoist Lan Yin looked at a loss, and with just a few words, he really couldn't figure out the joints here.

"How can we achieve immortality? This is something that no one has figured out for so many years. If you practice till now, if you take one step forward and live longer, then if you keep moving forward, you will achieve immortality."

"This principle is too simple, but the difficult part is, how can you keep moving forward?"

"How difficult is practice? I think you have felt it yourself. When you reach the end, it is like ascending to heaven. When you reach Fuyun, you may not be able to take one more step forward even after practicing for hundreds of years. Then, isn't immortality both in front of you and far away?"

"But even if you pass Fuyun, can you really be immortal?" Immortality? I'm afraid it's not that easy. Maybe there is a realm above that, and we need to climb up. "

"In this case, only those who are truly peerless and can keep moving forward in this life can be immortal, but how powerful will such people be in a few years? We are already like this, what will those who are countless times stronger than us be like? "

"But I really want to see that kind of immortality. "

"The sudden sigh of his master made Lan Yin a little overwhelmed, but he didn't say anything, just listened patiently.

" Qing Mu Zhenren came back to his senses, and the emotions in his eyes faded a lot, "I've gone too far."

"In the final analysis, the reason why the two sides are fighting now is because of different ideas."

"When there is a disagreement on one thing, everyone should sit down together and talk it out, and finally come up with a solution, but this matter is too big, and some people can't be convinced, so they can only split into two sides and fight, and whoever wins will have the final say."

"Look at the things that happened in the past, which one was not resolved in this way in the end?"

Qing Mu Zhenren looked at Lan Yin and said softly: "It's that simple. "

Lan Yin Daoist smiled bitterly and said, "Master, after all, you didn't seem to tell me what that thing was."

Qingmu Zhenren smiled and said, "Is it important?"

"It doesn't matter what that thing is. The choice I made has nothing to do with right or wrong. I just stand on the side of whoever has a better chance of winning. In this world, the last thing we need is right or wrong, and the most important thing is to stand in line."

"If we stand well, we can exist forever. If we don't stand well, does right or wrong have any meaning?"

Qingmu Zhenren shook his head. The master of Qingsong Temple seemed to have a very thorough understanding of the world.

Taoist Lan Yin thought about it, maybe he still couldn't comprehend the truth of his master, but he knew that he wouldn't get the result he wanted if he asked any more questions, so he simply changed the question, "Then will we not care about Chi Shui's death?"

Zhenren Qingmu said calmly: "If we win in the end, we will care. If we don't win, even the master will die, who can care about whom?"

Zhenren Lan Yin hurriedly said: "A wise man like Master will definitely not have any problems."

Zhenren Qingmu smiled and said: "There is some truth in that. You just follow the master. As for the rest, you have to rely on your own ability."

After saying this, Zhenren Qingmu closed his eyes slightly and was about to enter meditation again.

But Taoist Lan Yin spoke again, "Master, will you still hold your birthday next month?"

"Why not? I don't know if there will be another birthday party. If I miss it, it may be a farewell forever."

Qingmu Zhenren did not open his eyes, but his voice still sounded faintly.

Lan Yin Daoist had no choice but to nod.

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The coming and going of Master Chen Chao made the three disciples in Shendu feel different. As the eldest disciple, Yu Qingfeng felt more relieved. It was not because Chen Chao had to feed punches every time he returned to Shendu, but because he was too respectful to his master.

In other words, Yu Qingfeng could not care about anyone in the world, including Xie Nandu, who was his master's wife, but he would never dare to ignore Master Chen Chao who taught him martial arts.

Because Yu Qingfeng knew that if he really did something out of the ordinary and could not be saved one day in the future, his master would definitely come to kill him if he was still alive.

He Liang didn't think much. With his master around, he could talk to him after practicing boxing, listen to his experiences and principles. If he couldn't figure out something, he could think about it slowly or ask directly. In short, he felt it was good to be with his master.

As for his master not being in the capital, he would not slack off in boxing practice, but would work harder. He would just look forward to his master's return to the capital.

As for the youngest disciple Ning Qingnian, let alone whether the two brothers would know what she was thinking, even Chen Chao might not really know what Ning Qingnian was thinking.

After returning to the capital, Xie Nandu, who resigned from the position of general, had not seen any outsiders in the bamboo building these days. The former general of the northern border now just watched the three disciples of Chen Chao and practiced swordsmanship in his spare time.

Speaking of swordsmanship, in fact, Xie Nandu's mind is now on the swordsmanship, and her realm progress is not slow at all. She really deserves to be called the most talented woman in the swordsmanship of the world.

If Yu Xiyi was still in the capital at this moment, he would have been shocked and worked hard for a few days in shame.

However, Yu the Great Sword Immortal has already reached that step at this age. In fact, he has never been seen before in the sword. It depends on whether Xie Nandu will catch up and surpass him.

The court is actually very busy these days. Although the large tracts of northern territory have been incorporated into the country, there is no need to assimilate the indigenous people, but the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Personnel are still in a mess. The Ministry of Revenue is very difficult to arrange for some people to go north. After all, the people are not willing to go to such a bitter and cold place easily.

As for the Ministry of Personnel, it is also very troublesome. The yamen in charge of the appointment and dismissal of officials, after the court decided to let some officials go to the north to serve, although it has offered generous conditions for the promotion of official positions to one grade, it is still a hard job for the officials.

So these days, officials and court officials are all showing their magical powers, running relationships, and giving gifts. Anyway, they are not willing to go to the north.

On the contrary, in such a wave, the Minister Mi Ke, who was destined to have a prosperous career in the officialdom, took the initiative to volunteer to serve as the first governor of Beiyuan Prefecture.

The head of a state, such a frontier official, if it was before, in any other place, the Ministry of Personnel would have carefully considered it, but since it was Beiyuan Prefecture, the Ministry of Personnel did not hesitate at all and quickly reported the appointment and dismissal decision, and the palace also quickly approved it. In this way, Mi Ke’s appointment as the governor of Beiyuan Prefecture has been finalized, and then it has also ignited the confidence of several officials.

As for Yu Xiyi, after returning to the Sword Sect, he was entangled in a bunch of affairs, which made the great sword immortal complain, but the Sword Sect made it clear that the great sword immortal should adapt to the feeling of being the sect leader in advance.

He wanted to cry but had no tears. If Jiang Xiaoan had not actually started to deal with those things later, Yu Xiyi would have run away with his disciple.

However, after a long time, the great swordsman finally understood that the most suitable person to be the leader was right in front of him. He only needed to wait patiently. In fact, it was good.

Thinking of this, the great swordsman felt relieved.

After killing the gray-robed Taoist, Chen Chao passed through the white fog, and then the boat kept drifting and came to a pirate.

Chen Chao looked at the front, got off the boat, and stood on the beach.

Standing here, he felt a little emotional. Many geniuses in the past probably passed through the white fog and came here, and finally never went back, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Chao couldn't help but feel something indescribable.

But when he raised his eyes and looked forward, he saw a string of footprints on the beach.