Taiping Inn

Compared with the outer hall, the inner hall does not have much luxury. Apart from a long-standing statue of the Taishang Taoist ancestor, there is only a Tai Chi Pisces picture carved on the ground. There is a cushion in the middle of this black and white Pisces. A Taoist who looks about sixty years old sits cross-legged on it, with his back facing three people, with a childish face and a fairy-like appearance.

This Taoist has been here for hundreds of years, from the Five Hegemony of the Warring States Period before the Great Jin Dynasty to the Great Jin Dynasty that ended the Warring States Period, to the Golden Horde that briefly entered the Central Plains after the fall of the Great Jin Dynasty, and to the expulsion of the Golden Horde. The Great Wei of the Khanate, even the Great Wei, had already experienced the thirteen emperors.

The Taoist has been sitting here quietly for nearly a thousand years, until now.

Now there are eighteen stone men and a blood-colored stone tablet around the Taoist, as well as an old man whose face is half exposed with white bones.

The old man looked at the Taoist with his back to him, his eyes were indifferent.

At this moment, a slightly illusory figure walked out of nowhere from behind him, unable to see his face clearly. Every step he took would ripples, as if he was walking in the water.

The old man said slowly, "I expected you to come, but I didn't expect you to come so late."

The illusory figure stopped and did not answer.

The old man Tibetan looked at the Taoist surrounded by eighteen stone men and sighed: "The yin corpse of Mu Gou Zhenren is much better than the 'Yaksha' I had previously expected, and even the 'Asura' was better than the 'Ashu'. Not up, it is almost comparable to the 'big Asura', fortunately, fortunately."

The illusory figure said calmly: "The Mu Gou Zhenren was only half a step away from the immortal realm, but he had an obsession and could not be broken. After thinking hard, he believed that he could build the immortal palace because of his family and country. Now that the family is destroyed and the country is destroyed, he is worried and dragged on the mud to relieve his family's hatred and national hatred. Although Mu Gou Zhenren eventually died at the hands of the earth master at that time, he was unable to prove it. In the longevity, it is not an exaggeration to say that his remains are half-immortal bodies."

The old man said, "I almost let him tinker with a corpse and immortal. Although he cannot ascend to death, he can still be free in the world for hundreds of years. Even if he suffers from the heavenly disaster for hundreds of years, it is better than dying in this dark sun. in the underground palace.”

The illusory figure shook his head and said, "Mu Gou Zhenren's inner and outer alchemy is of course related to the creation of good fortune, but after all, he has not attained the immortal realm. Anyone who can obtain the title of "Earth Master" must be a person who lives forever. Since that generation of earth The master insisted on putting him to death, then he would definitely die. It would be fine if he was willing to transform himself, but he would just turn into a dry bone in a tomb, but he wanted to use the way of corpse to dissolve and live a life of silence. Then the body after death Then he turned into a corpse demon and fell into the hands of others. He was not at peace after his death, but he asked for it."

The old man withdrew his gaze from the Taoist man, turned his head slightly, revealing half of his face without flesh and blood. He looked at the illusory figure and said, "I am a master of the same lineage, and I speak and act exactly the same."

This illusory figure is calm and unanimous.

The old man said again, "After the success, I will kill the younger generations outside. I wonder what you think?"

The illusory figure said, "Old Man Tibetan, I advise you, don't be arrogant if you succeed. You should know who is standing behind those younger generations. If you dare to kill them in one go, even if I am, I may not be able to do so. Can keep you."

The old man Tibetan laughed and said, "However, it is better to rely on yourself than to ask for others. If I can have the level of cultivation of you, there is no need to be so focused on the front and kill. If I want to kill, I will save their lives if I don't want to kill. "

The illusory figure said without comment: "Even I am not afraid to act like this. I am still a little far from what you think is 'free'."

The old man Tibetan laughed in silence: "If you really want to kill someone, who can stop you? Qi Ying was so dead back then."

The figure did not speak and could not see his expression clearly. However, the old man Tibetan didn't have to look at it. With his understanding of this person, he should have laughed out his words and ignored them.

Old Man Zang didn't care, so he turned around and asked, "I have always been curious about why these young people can be so powerful. Apart from the many treasures on them, what is the difference in their realm and cultivation? It seems to be from us. It’s different from step by step.”

However, this earth master of the world did not give much face to the head of the Zaoge Sect and said bluntly: "It's not us, it's you. You are different from their realm, but we are all the same."

The first "us" and the second "us" are obviously not the same "us".

"We?" Old Tibetan took the word "we" seriously, and then looked at Xu Wugui: "Who are you talking about the 'we'?"

Xu Wugui replied: "There are all famous people on the Lao Xuan list. In other words, these young people have hope of immortality, not that they will definitely be able to enter the realm of immortality in this life, but that they have the luxury of longevity. Qualification. There is a saying in the officialdom that 'If you are not a Jinshi, you will not enter the Hanlin, and if you are not a Hanlin, you will not enter the cabinet.' If you compare the longevity to the cabinet ministers in the cabinet, then these young people have just passed the Jinshi exam and are qualified. But there is still a distance of 18,000 miles from entering the cabinet to worship ministers.

"If you don't mention the first grade Jinshi, you will only talk about the second grade Jinshi. If you are a magistrate in one place, you will be the magistrate in the seventh rank. If you are a magistrate in the first grade for three consecutive years, you will be promoted to the sixth rank. By analogy, even if the road is unobstructed, it will take 36 years to climb to the first grade. If you are considered to be a Jinshi at the age of 20, then you will be fifty-six years old. The difficulties can be imagined. "" "

"The officialdom has ups and downs, and there are ups and downs. I don't know how many people die in their lifetime as magistrates, wasting their lives. Sixth to fifth grade, fourth to third grade, second to first grade, all are thresholds, and I don't know how many public servants are in the office. If a person is stuck on the threshold, unless he meets a noble person in the temple, he will be unable to move forward in a row and will never make progress in his life. If he offends someone or stands in the wrong position, not only will he be unable to protect his official position, but he may also cause trouble to the whole family."

Speaking of this, he paused a moment, looked at the old man Tibetan and said, "It's better to use the public as an example. People like you have already made a big official position. They can be said to be a great territorial territory in one state and one place. The official is not a Jinshi, but a Juren, or a favored official. If you want to go further to the cabinet and become a minister, it will be extremely difficult. The only way to make up for it is to seek a gift. Being a Jinshi, or being a third-class student, is actually the choice of the subordinates."

When the old man Tibetan heard this, he was silent for a long time, and then calmly asked and answered: "Since you use the people from the public as an example, I will also give an example. If these of us are all from the court, we will live in the longevity. If it is a minister of the Pavilion, then the emperor will naturally be the way of heaven in the dark, or the gods three feet above their heads. No matter who it is, it will be difficult to rebel, so he can only follow the rules. However, in the court , not only has a way for civil officials, but also military generals who have won their wives and children through military merits."

Xu Wugui nodded and said, "What you said is not wrong, but you haven't completely reached the point. You said that military generals are promoted by military merits, corresponding to those who practice Taoism. In fact, they are martial artists who prove the truth with their strength. But are you a martial artist? No. So, this road is not open."

A trace of ferociousness suddenly appeared on the old man Zang's face, and he said hatefully: "The more this happens, the more I hate these young people. Why do they have hope of immortality? I have wasted most of my life, and the realm of immortality is still in the mirror and in the water. Yue. I wish I could go out and kill them all now to relieve my hatred."

Xu Wugui said calmly: "If you are really determined to do this, it is up to you. At worst, you can give up the foundation of Zaoge Sect and hide from me. Yin and Yang Sect still has your place."

Old Man Zang did not comment, nor did he think that Xu Wugui's words were underestimating and neglecting himself. He slowly said, "If the Zaoge Sect is really destroyed, don't you feel sorry for it? I'm afraid that the first person to kill me will be the first person to kill me at that time. You, count the masters of the past dynasties, but no one is willing to suffer losses, and no one is a great charity who does not seek rewards."

Xu Wugui didn't speak, as if he was accused.

Old Man Zang said calmly, "Don't worry, I have lived for so long, and I am not that young man with strong energy."

Xu Wugui's already vague figure gradually faded away.

Old Man Tibetan was silent for a long time and finally let out a long breath, almost instantly soaked in cold sweat.