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The Daoling Tomb is so big that some disciples have never seen all the scenery here in five years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is located in the southeast foot of Laoshan Mountain in the territory of the Liang Shan Daomen originator, although in recent years in the reputation behind the Xuanjian Gate, but after all, it carries the inheritance of the Daomen for thousands of years, so there are a lot of pilgrims. The greatness of Daoling lies in the fact that it is not as mysterious as other sects, such as Putuo Temple, although people know that it is located on the top of Putuo Mountain, but no one has seen his face.

The Daoling Tomb is very different, but although it is not isolated from the world, it does not allow pilgrims to come and burn incense and worship the Tao every day.

Instead, at the beginning of each month and at the end of the month, three days of open days are set up, in the six days of each month, the world can enter the tomb to worship, and after these six days the tomb will change back to its own appearance, so the world calls the tomb "double-sided door." "And Daoling is in charge of the sect, and Fang Zhong is even more on the martial arts list and the power list, both of which are top-ranked existences.

The main palace of Daoling is divided into two courtyards before and after, in the front yard door each plant an ancient ginkgo tree, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, verdant and verdant, the world calls it the crown of ginkgo.

The main hall and the east and west side halls are located in the backyard, and there are no less than 100 large and small palaces, which are lined up one after another.

And on the main hall of Daoling, the statue of Sanqing is enshrined, which is very majestic. Pilgrims are all incense here, there are to ask for children, there are also to ask for peace, open six days a month is the door of the market, if you do not line up in advance, I am afraid there will be no time to burn incense.

There is a white peony planted in the inner courtyard of Daoling, about eight feet high, the legend is planted by the previous head of Daoling, every spring, the white flowers are like jade, the fragrance is overflowing, the courtyard is full of brilliance.

And in this early spring, it is the day when this white peony is budding.

Next to this white peony was a huge futon, and on top of the futon sat an old man who didn't look too old.

The old man was dressed in a dark blue robe, but the cuffs were embroidered with moire gold edges, and the beard on his chin was staggered on his coiled knees, which was extremely elegant, and he looked extraordinarily fairy-like.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched from time to time, as if he was chanting some incantation, and the cycle repeated.

The disciples of Daoling all knew that the Zhangjiao would meditate under this peony every morning, so no one dared to come to disturb it.

This person is none other than the head of the Daoling Sect, the giant of the Daomen, and the leader of the cultivation world: Fang Chong.

However, this morning, Fang Chong, who was meditating and practicing as usual, suddenly opened his eyes halfway through.

He got up and looked to the west, and there seemed to be a black gas at the end of his sight, rising from the sky in the extreme west, and there was a vague momentum that wanted to swallow the heavens and the earth.

Fang Chong's brows furrowed, and the dust in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was about to come out of his hand, but it finally stabilized under his extreme control, and then a trace of worry appeared on Fang Chong's face that was difficult to resolve.

He sighed heavily, the dust in his hand shook in the air, and a blue light rose to the sky, flashing in the Dao Mausoleum of Nuoda.

Immediately afterwards, a gray figure instantly appeared in the inner courtyard, in front of Fang Chong.

"Master, is there anything urgent for the disciple to do?" The person who came was estimated to be in his forties, but his voice was like that of a newly grown child, and he didn't want to be attached to his face.

"Fu Ling, you immediately rush to Ancestral Buddha Mountain and invite Master Zhijing to Daoling for a while. In Fu Ling's heart, no matter how much tribulation Daoling encountered, as long as Fang Zhong was there, he would definitely get through it safely. And as the master of Daoling, he has never been as restless as he is today. Therefore, as a disciple of Daoling, he was of course a little uneasy.

"Master, what's wrong?can the apprentice solve your problems?" Fu Ling's and thoughtfulness, although he knew that even the master and master would be worried, how could he help, but he was still a little unwilling.

"The demons who live in the cold are coming out, and the world is ...... It's going to be messy. Fang Zhong smiled bitterly, the last thing he wanted to see was the last thing he wanted, although there have been occasional wars in recent years, but it is always acceptable, but the birth of the ghost clan will not be as simple as a war between humans.

That's a ghost clan that has been suppressed for thousands of years and has not seen the light of day.

"What...... "To Fu Ling, the ghost clan is unfamiliar, but it is not unfamiliar, strange because the name seems to have only appeared in legends, not strange because this legend has been mentioned more than once, mentioning that terrible massacre, mentioning that dark era.

"Yes. Fang Zhong looked at the most proud disciple in front of him, smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Go quickly, this is not just a matter of going to Daoling, this is a matter of the world." ”

Fu Ling's body trembled and nodded heavily, understanding the importance and urgency of the matter, but he forgot the understanding between master and apprentice for a while, and his figure disappeared in the inner court of Daoling in a flash.

The white peony beside Fang Chong has been cultivated by Fang Chong for many years, and it has long been connected to his blood, and at this time, Fang Chong's turmoil makes this peculiar flower, and the peony is also trembling, as if it has been beaten half by frost, it looks a little drowning.

Fang Chong's slender but old fingers brushed slightly on the petals, making the petals glow with vitality.

Then Fang Zhong waved his long sleeves, and together with the futon under him, disappeared into the inner courtyard, leaving only a long sigh.

Zhongjing City.

In the early morning, the sky was gray.

Five hundred iron horsemen rushed on the official road, and the dust was flying.

As soon as possible, the wind rumored in the capital that Gu Tang, the general of the town, was about to enter the city, the first male city in the world, the high-rise buildings on the main axis of the city were occupied by all kinds of characters, just to see the style of the Northwest Army that can be compared with the Lin family army in the legend, even if you can't see it, you will be satisfied to see the battle of chariots and horses. Qingliu Shizi was anxious, the dignitaries were noisy, and I heard that there were even officials of the military department who had already finished lining up in front of the imperial city and waiting for the general to enter the city.

Piercing bird chirping sounded on the countless branches in Zhongjing City.

When the approaching horse team stepped on a roar that was a hundred times more deafening than the cicada, when the city gate and the city wall saw the scarlet and eye-catching Gu character flag, it was the early morning of the breath, and suddenly suffocated.

The horse team slowly stepped into the city gates.

In front of him, a black horse and golden armor, with a heroic face, was majestic against the backdrop of five hundred cavalry behind him. Isn't it the general of Zhenbei, Gu Tang

Except for the sound of horses' hooves, it seems that the entire capital has begun to fall silent.

On the main avenue of the palace, the onlookers who occupied the position couldn't help but hold their breath.

When the horse team went farther and farther, they looked at each other and felt relieved.

The dust settled.

The Northwest Army, which is worthy of being the elite of the Han Dynasty, even the Lin Family Army does not seem to be comparable in this battle.

Zhongjing City has never allowed border generals to bring heavy troops into the city, and this time it is obviously a precedent.

The scholar with high political consciousness has already started talking in the restaurant in the morning, saying that the reason why Gu Tang was allowed to lead troops into the city was to show the military might of the Han Dynasty in front of the world.

Five hundred light horsemen, slightly adjusted in the military department, Gu Tang was even more unarmed, and directly followed the people of the military department into the palace.

Then it was rumored that the emperor did not let the general unarm and hand over the sword, so he went directly into the imperial study and talked all night.

This is a great favor and trust, even if it goes back a hundred years, no one has ever been treated so much.

For a while, rumors spread about the size of the capital, and it became the hottest topic of conversation at the moment, and the news that Lin Ji became the third disciple of the Hidden Dragon Court was completely suppressed.

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