Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Green trees and white clouds in the mountains.

A pot of hot tea and two thin cups.

An old man and a young man sat facing each other, Qin Xuan tasted the tea and slowly made a move.

"I lost again!"

The old Taoist smiled gently and said slowly: "When my friend made his move, he was decisive and aggressive. On the chessboard, he was as sharp as a sword. It is rare."

Qin Xuan said softly: "It can't be said that you lost. You just tolerated it step by step!"

"You follow the way of inaction and go with the flow. I follow the way of immortality and fight for myself all the way!"

"Neither you nor I can win or lose, let alone this game of chess."

The old Taoist shook his head slightly, "Defeat is defeat. My friend is extraordinary. I am convinced of the defeat!"

"Looking back at the five thousand years of China, my friend can be said to be the first person in this way!"

"With a bone age of less than two hundred years, he can cut the stars with a sword and kill Mahayana with ease. I am not as good as him!"

"Several friends who left their hometown are not as good as him."

The two talked and laughed while discussing the way of chess.

"However, my friend's chess moves are extremely dangerous. Even I, the old Taoist, feel a little scared when I see them!" The old Taoist looked at the chessboard quietly. "Although the Aoxue Sect has been destroyed, the hundreds of millions of murders are all on his shoulders. If the heavenly calamity comes, it will be ten or a hundred times more difficult than others."

"Since I play chess like this, I have no fear or worry." Qin Xuan smiled lightly and sipped the spiritual tea, his mouth full of tea fragrance.

"The iceberg is towering and there is also a place for hot springs." The old Taoist flicked his sleeves slightly, and the chessboard slowly disappeared on the table.

"My son, I'm afraid, is now in this hot spring." The old Taoist said softly: "This is my son's family affair, I shouldn't say too much, but my son is talented and kind-hearted, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive."

"How can a dragon son be trapped in the wilderness, and how can a tiger son sink into the quagmire?" Qin Xuan said lightly: "He is my son, Qin Xuan, and it is inevitable that he will be different from others."

"I don't ask him to understand what I do, nor do I ask him to be the same as me, but he must understand how to go on his way!"

"Instead of blaming me every time he encounters setbacks."

Qin Xuan sighed softly, "If you are not a father, you don't know how difficult it is to be a father. Old Taoist, you are different from me!"

The old Taoist shook his head slightly, "How many people in the world can know how to go forward? Even I, the old Taoist, am confused about the road ahead."

"How many people don't know right from wrong until the end of their lives, let alone your son."

"So, I hope he can understand as soon as possible, otherwise, I would rather he live a peaceful life." Qin Xuan lowered his eyebrows slightly, "I won't be in this starry sky for too long. Within a thousand years, I will become an immortal!"

The faint words shocked the old Taoist's heart, and ripples appeared in the hot tea in the cup.

He quickly covered it up and blew a trace of cool air on the tea.

"For ten thousand years, I will be supreme!" Qin Xuan spoke again, and the old Taoist couldn't cover it up this time.

The old Taoist smiled bitterly and looked at Qin Xuan. It was the first time in his life that he heard such arrogant words.

"But I'm worried that he may not be able to hold on for ten thousand years!" Qin Xuan looked at the teacup, which reflected his eyes. "Once I enter the immortal land, I can't easily fall into the mortal world. During this period, even if the mortal world collapses, I may not be able to see it at all."

"Whether it's Hao'er or others, it's not that I, Qin Changqing, want to let them down, but the world of cultivation changes in an instant. In a breath, it may be life or death." Qin Xuan said to himself, "Ten thousand years, for many people, may be just an inch of time, a moment of time, but I don't want them to take any risks."

The mountains seemed to have become calm.

Qin Xuan smiled, the tea cooled, but his eyes were still like water.

The old Taoist sighed softly. He looked at the young man in white, but he seemed to see the endless tenderness under his white clothes.

"The immortal road is long..." The old Taoist sighed lightly, and finally shook his head and said no more.

...

Taiqing Sect, Qin Xuan stayed here for nearly half a month.

Qin Hao was walking in the mountains, with Yun Yu accompanying him.

Qin Yan'er was in seclusion, and so were the two Jin'er.

On the contrary, Qin Xuan had been discussing Taoism with the old Taoist in this world.

Occasionally playing chess, occasionally walking in the Taiqing Mountains.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a boy called out, causing the two to stop.

The old Taoist's eyes froze slightly, as if he had expected something, and he waved his hand slightly.

"Are you in trouble??"

"Just a little bit, don't worry!"

The old Taoist smiled, "For the rest, I may not be able to accompany you. You can come and go freely in Taiqing Sect, don't be shy."

Qin Xuan glanced at the old Taoist and nodded lightly.

He walked with his hands behind his back, without hesitation, dressed in white, looking at the mountains and fields, walking alone.

In the main hall of Taiqing Sect, the old Taoist appeared out of thin air.

He looked at the seven figures in the hall with a dim gaze.

There were five people, all of whom he knew., and have dealt with each other for thousands of years.

As for the other two, the Taoist Taiqing's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at the clothes of the two.

"Daoist friend from Taixuan Holy Sect!?"

The Taoist slowly said, "I am sorry for not welcoming you, the distinguished guest!"

"Taiqing, you should know what we are going to do!" Before Xiu Yan and the others could speak, the old man in gray clothes who was in the lead said slowly: "Taiqing Sect, are you really not going to retreat again?"

The Taoist Taiqing sighed lightly, and he signaled the boy to pour tea.

"Taiqing Sect has been based on this Taishang Star for thousands of years, but you fellow Taoists want to seize it. I just want to find a remote place to ask for the Tao and look for immortals. I hope that my disciples can spread my Taoist tradition. Why do you have to force me?"

"Taiqing, this star should be under my command, Taiyuan. You quietly seized this star, and we have tolerated you for thousands of years. Now, you also know that the spiritual vein of this star has the potential to transform into a second-grade one. If my Taiyuan Sect retreats again, how will it suffer heavy losses?"

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are on good terms with the Fighting Buddha. I, Taiyuan, dare not provoke him. Even if the Fighting Buddha comes in person, what should I do?" A middle-aged supreme spoke slowly, with a little starlight between his eyebrows, which was a little aggressive.

Xiu Yan frowned slightly, while Xiu Ming, who was standing beside him, was as dignified as a scholar, with a scroll of ancient scriptures in his hand, and seemed to be studying carefully.

The old Taoist also looked helpless at this moment.

"The second-grade spiritual vein was cultivated by me, the old Taoist, for thousands of years. Everyone, do I need to explain the details?" The old Taoist said softly: "It's a seizure, I don't want to say too much. I'm not used to fighting in my life, but I can't end up without a place to stay."

"If I am alone, it doesn't matter, but if my disciples have no place to stay, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to become immortals."

The five old men of Taiyuan Sect frowned at this moment.

"Daoyou Taiqing!" Xiu Yan suddenly spoke, she slowly said: "If Daoyou Taiqing agrees, my Taixuan Saint Sect can take out a third-grade star as the place for Taiqing Sect to settle down, Daoyou are willing to exchange it!?"

She looked at the old Taoist Taiqing: "Taiyuan Sect is also considered a second-grade sect in Taixuan Star Realm. Daoyou has a lot of cultivation, but if it weren't for the strong pressure of my Taixuan Saint Sect, Taiqing Sect would have been destroyed long ago."

"Now, why don't we each take a step back, how about it?"

The old Taoist looked a little sad, he looked at Xiu Yan, even more sad.

The immortal vein, even if he Taiqing wanted to fight for it, he couldn't fight for it!

The five elders of Taiyuan looked at each other at this moment, with a smile in their eyes.

At this moment, a subtle footsteps sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

The supreme master of Taiyuan Sect with a starlight between his eyebrows turned his head slightly and snorted coldly, "Taiqing Sect, this is too rude. How can anyone disturb us when we are discussing matters?"

He looked at the man in white at the door of the palace with a slightly cold look.

Suddenly, the scholar showed his sharpness, Xiuming closed the book and looked up.

The old Taoist Taiqing changed his color slightly and stood up quickly, "Why are you here, young friend?"

Qin Xuan glanced at the old Taoist Taiqing indifferently, "You said, come and go as you please!"

"Come and take a look, you..."

"Just as you like."