The three clear views of the old way, because on the New Year's Festival, the incense is much more prosperous than usual. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, when it began to rain, and fearing that it would be too heavy, the pilgrims scattered in a hurry, each looking for his way home, but as he walked, he cheered and prayed. Spring rain is as expensive as oil, moist as crisp, this is the first rain of the year.

Tianji climbed the star-picking tower behind the Taoist temple alone, as a place to watch the sky at night, and naturally no one came in the daytime.

There is a bronze armillary sphere with several layers of circles in motion.

A damp breath came to the face, and on the wooden stairs, tom tom......

Listening to the footsteps, a man came up, and he could tell that it was not the person he was waiting for.

"This Dao Master, you stink!"

If one cannot hear the mouth of a pit viper spitting blood-red letters, then the voice can satisfy all imaginations, gloomy and metallic.

The person who came was very tall, with a huge hat, and his face could not be seen clearly, but judging from the black clothes and golden cloak, these signs, this person was a member of the Moon Dao Group. So even if he takes off his hat, don't expect to be able to see his face clearly, he must be wearing a half-pulled golden rabbit mask.

Although he can't see his face clearly, the anger and murderous aura around this person's body, and his standing posture is even more Yuanyu Yuezhi, a sect master, this temperament, except for Yue Qianzhong, who is the first in swordsmanship, has no one else.

This gives people a feeling of extreme danger, Tianji is secretly vigilant, holding the heavy weapon of the glass country, the sword of the king.

The man saw that he was ready to attack, and snorted coldly, "It's best not to act rashly, you are not my opponent!" ”

His words were full of arrogance, and Tianji remembered that he had fought with his subordinates in Suoyang City, and he had a slight upper hand.

Come to think of it, this man is more than a star and a half stronger than his subordinates.

Tianji sneered: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, what is not the right time?" Shine your sword! ”

"No, someone wants to see you."

Tianji looked left and right, but he was alone.

The Taoist comes with me......

If it was normal, Tianji wouldn't go with him, but Zun will be there soon, and that guy's current state really can't fight.

Silently followed him down the Star Picking Tower.

Tianji rode a horse and followed Yue Qianzhong to the nearby Lotus Temple.

Maybe it's raining, and there are many women who ask for children on weekdays, but today there are no ghosts, not even a bhikshuni who welcomes guests, and the hostess Song Zi Shitai does not come out to greet her.

As soon as he entered the only main hall of the Lotus Temple, Tianji smelled a smell of blood, the king's sword in his waist clanged, although he didn't see the corpse, but he was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, that kind of smell can only be suppressed by stinky tofu, he took out a glass bottle, opened it and took a sip.

The person standing in front of the statue of Guanyin retched, and the guards of the Seven or Eight Moon Dao Group beside him were startled and hurriedly stood guard in front of their master.

Seeing that Yue Qianzhong's broadsword was cut down quickly, the sword of the king of the old way of heaven had already been unsheathed, and the swords were separated, and he felt the strength of Mount Tai's pressure.

"Stop!"

Hearing his master's order, Yue Qianzhong hurriedly withdrew his blade, and with just one move, Tianji knew that he was not his opponent.

Not to mention, there were seven or eight top masters of the Moon Dao Group present.

After that, the master and the heavenly machine fell silent for a while.

He also wore a huge hat, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he was wearing a purple riding and archery suit, and a Qinghong sword inlaid with purple gems on his waist, and a purple gray and blue moire cloak, and the window was open, and the wind blew an elegant fragrance on his body. He also holds a tube of purple jade flute in his hand, slender and as white as snow, such a beautiful pair of hands! Intuition this person and his face should be more beautiful.

"This Heavenly Machine Daoist, what is your common family name?"

The man finally said a few more words, and his voice had a neutral beauty, sequelling in the seductive, and rustic in the gorgeous.

"Monks, it doesn't matter what your last name is, so I don't remember."

Really? It doesn't matter what the last name is!

Syllable! The purple jade flute was thrown out and smashed on the head of Guanyin, who sent the child, and the priceless flute was broken in two.

Tianji said angrily: "Take off Yanfei!" Even if the old Tao is Taoism and Buddhism does not match, but you can't kill people and set fires here, what are these nuns doing to you? What's in the way of you with this Guanyin Bodhisattva? ”

Totoku Yan Fei sneered: "It's just that it's not cool to look at this broken place!" ”

You!

Tianji has never seen such an indiscriminate person who kills people.

The other party ignored his anger, "Really? You stabbed that person seriously, I thought you remembered something, Baba left the military affairs, and came all the way from Baituo City to pick you up, but I didn't expect that you are still the same. ”

Tianji Lao Dao looked at him like a monster, "I didn't understand a word of what you said. ”

Totoyan Fei stopped talking, turned to look at the rain curtain outside the window, this may be the most ridiculous joke God played with him.

For so many years, he turned his hands into clouds and hands for rain in the court, and he didn't have any capable people, but he couldn't kill Yuan Qi's grandson, a child, a prince who lost power, and let him grow up slowly until he became the emperor.

For this matter, he himself felt ashamed, and his subordinates were even more unconvinced.

It is said that it is the reason for Cao Bingkun, but in fact, Cao Bingkun is that green onion? The factor that has always prevented him from cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is this old way!

Could it be that God saw that everything was going well with him and began to make trouble.

When we met by chance in the palace, he was dumbfounded by this heavenly opportunity to teach martial arts to the princes, and it was understandable that Brother Hao didn't recognize him. After all, he was only seven years old when he was separated from him.

More than ten years have passed, and I have grown into an adult.

But I can't say it, I look like my mother, Mrs. Hua Rui, has Brother Hao even forgotten his mother?

Then I knew that he was clearly amnesiac.

What kind of memory is that? God knows how he managed to survive a battle in which the eggs hit the rocks, and God knows how he crawled out of the mountains of corpses, and the smell of corpses was still emanating from all over his body.

This person's existence was like maggots attached to the bones, and he was afraid that he would suddenly remember the past, and the first emperor would know their origin sooner or later.

Hao never remembered who he was, but he protected the offspring of his enemies like his own children......

I remember that when I said goodbye to him when I was seven years old, the seventeen-year-old half-brother did not tell him that he was going to regain his mother for him, let alone to fight the invincible and invincible uncle and nephew of Yuan Qi.

Young and ignorant, he didn't know what was going on, but Brother Hao hugged him affectionately with all his might, so that his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

From that day on, he had lost him, he had lost everything, and life had faded all its colors.

Now that I think about it, in fact, I really can't judge heroes by success or failure, the big hero in his mind is always the prince of Liuli Kingdom. As soon as I think of everything that Hao carried for their mother and son, and for Liuli, it hurts heartbreakingly. (To be continued)