The middle-aged Taoist priest who was standing sideways with Zhao Qingshan was interrupted by the shouts of the dozen or so young Taoist priests, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the wooden cart, and said casually: "Be careful with me, this is the portrait of the ancestor and will be used at the festival in two days!" ”

"Got it, Uncle Grandmaster!" Among the more than ten young Taoist priests, someone responded with a loud voice, pushing the cart and surrounding the cart, like the stars and the moon, carefully pushing the cart to the Zhengyi Hall diagonally opposite the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

The middle-aged Taoist priest turned his head and looked at the Lingxiao Treasure Hall behind him, since the Zhengyi Hall was destroyed a few years ago, the rebuilt Zhengyi Palace, in order to facilitate the management of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in ordinary times, with the consent of the high-level leaders of the Qingyun Temple of Longsu Mountain, the newly built Zhengyi Hall was placed diagonally opposite the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

That is, from that time on, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was handed over to the Zhengyi Hall to be responsible, and the disciples of the Quanzhen and Shenxiao Halls, they would only come over occasionally to have a look, and would not interfere in the management of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

At this time, the portrait that was placed on the cart was a portrait drawn by several old Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Hall for the upcoming festival in a few days, based on their own memories.

Because the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was noisy, but the festival was held in the open space in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the painted portrait was sent to the Zhengyi Hall opposite the Lingxiao Treasure Hall for temporary safekeeping.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't pay much attention to this portrait of the ancestral master, shouted and admonished, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Qingshan. found that Zhao Qingshan was looking at him with a smile that seemed to be not a smile.

Inexplicably, being a little furious by Zhao Qingshan's strange eyes, the middle-aged Taoist priest coughed lightly, balanced the emotions in his heart, and then said: "Reintroduction, I ......"

"The head of the hall is ......" The middle-aged Taoist priest's words still didn't have a chance to say all of them, and the dozen or so young Taoist priests pushing the cart shouted in front of the door of the main hall over there: "Where is this portrait placed?" ”

"Put it in the side room of the temple." Interrupted by them several times, the middle-aged Taoist priest was a little hairy, and turned around and said angrily. "Don't break it!"

Originally, the middle-aged Taoist priest only wanted to turn around and say such a sentence, and then continue to show off his identity and status to Zhao Qingshan, and then expected Zhao Qingshan to show a respectful look on his face.

But the moment he turned around, the dozen or so young Taoist priests had already worked together to lift the heavy wooden planks with the portraits from the cart, and just aimed the side with the portraits on the middle-aged Taoist priest.

This is an inadvertent move. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept over the portrait of the ancestor on the wooden board, and the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't react at first, but just swept the portrait naturally.

But when he turned around and continued to face Zhao Qingshan, the two faces he saw one after the other overlapped in his mind almost instantly...... The ancestor on the portrait, how could he follow this one who doesn't know where to go. Is the true cultivator demon fairy from the poor countryside so similar?

The expression on his face was stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Zhao Qingshan in surprise, and without saying a word, he turned his head and shouted at the ten or so young Taoist priests who were about to carry the portrait into the main hall: "Wait a minute! Don't move! ”

More than a dozen young Taoist priests who had already carried the portrait to the door of the main hall heard the shouts of the middle-aged Taoist priest. They were all stunned, and then stopped all the movements at hand.

Since the portrait was tilted, the middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't see it clearly, he glanced at Zhao Qingshan in disbelief, and hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Put the wooden board up, don't lift it crookedly!" ”

The dozen or so young Taoist priests demanded this. They all felt a little inexplicable, but they couldn't help but listen to the words of the middle-aged man, so they had to work together to erect the portrait. …,

Then, the middle-aged Taoist priest was really stupid, because the original upside-down portrait looked a little similar to Zhao Qingshan, and it was erected at this moment. The degree of similarity between the two immediately jumped from the original fifty percent to ninety percent!

The figure on the portrait and the person next to him overlapped in an instant, and the middle-aged Taoist priest opened his mouth wide and looked at Zhao Qingshan in a daze......

And at this moment, Zhao Qingshan, who saw his portrait in the Qingyun Temple, was actually a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that in this Qingyun Temple, there were still disciples with amazing painting skills, after more than five years, they could still rely on the original memory to depict their image so vividly?

Looking at the portrait that was framed on the large wooden board and obviously had not been retouched in detail, Zhao Qingshan had a very strange feeling in his heart, like ...... It's like I'm not dead yet, but I have to run over to my portrait and send myself to the end?

"You ......" At this time, the dumbfounded middle-aged Taoist priest finally reacted a little, his eyes were even a little dull, and he walked back and forth between the portrait and Zhao Qingshan a little stiffly, and subconsciously opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Because at this point, he had already remembered that the reason why he had a familiar feeling when he saw Zhao Qingshan before was because Zhao Qingshan was too similar to the person in the portrait!

Some time ago, several elders of the Quanzhen Hall worked together to paint a portrait of Zhao Qingshan in the Quanzhen Palace, and he also went to the Quanzhen Hall halfway, and also saw the portrait that was only a half-finished product at that time!

At this moment, as soon as he compared with Zhao Qingshan's real person, he was stupid, and only one thought was left in his mind, who is this Yang Demon Immortal who doesn't know where to come? How can there be two people who are so similar in this world? Or is he not actually a fairy, but a ......

Unconsciously stirred, the middle-aged Taoist priest swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his voice even trembled a little and asked, "You...... Pls what are you...... Where did you come from, where did you cultivate, and what is the Dao number? ”

Zhao Qingshan had actually lost the mood to continue playing with them just now, and at this time, when he saw his portrait being pushed out, and saw the frightened look on his face when he saw this middle-aged Taoist priest who was still arrogant just now, how could he not understand the problem?

The corners of his mouth outlined a shallow arc, Zhao Qingshan didn't hide anything, looked at this middle-aged Taoist priest with a smile, and said in a tone that was not serious: "Poor Taoist Qingchengzi, who cultivated in Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain, was awarded the title of Immortal five years ago, and came back today to see his former residence." ”

"Boom ......" As soon as Zhao Qingshan's words came out, there was a thunderclap in the middle-aged Taoist priest's mind, and the boom directly split the person's face bloodless, almost crumbling!

Qingchengzi ...... These three words are in the Qingyun Temple of Longsu Mountain, and they are definitely the existence of everyone who wants to look up to the mountains, and there are almost no old people left who have seen Zhao Qingshan, but now Zhao Qingshan is actually back!

The words "Poor Daoist Qingchengzi, cultivating ...... in Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain" kept echoing in the ears of the middle-aged Taoist priest, like a spell, making him unable to give up.

And in the same way, as soon as Zhao Qingshan's words came out, all the Taoist priests present, all who heard his words, were all stupid, what is this? Is this a fairy apparition?! Or is this the manifestation of the ancestors?

At this time, after Zhao Qingshan went up the mountain, Yu Jiang, who was left at the foot of the west mountain to deal with Liu Yifeng's problem, also returned to the mountain with a heavy face, controlled the fairy clouds, and slowly fell beside Zhao Qingshan.

Yu Jiang, who had also recovered his true appearance, directly ignored those stupid Qingyunguan disciples, walked straight to Zhao Qingshan, and said, "The Lord is really here, Liu Yifeng committed suicide." ”…,

"Suicide?" Hearing this somewhat shocking news, Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but be stunned, and then asked, "Didn't I ask you to expel him from Qingyun Temple?" How did he commit suicide? ”

"At that time, I was about to bomb him away, but who would have thought that he would ......" Yu Jiang didn't hide anything, and directly told Zhao Qingshan everything that Liu Yifeng had done under the mountain after Zhao Qingshan left, and added at the end: "At that time, I also wanted to stop him, but before he hit the stone, he had already reversed his mana, causing his muscles and veins to break, and hitting the stone was not the real cause of his death!" ”

"Broken veins? Da Luo Jinxian is also difficult to save! After listening to Yu Jiang's words, Zhao Qingshan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart for a while, after all, he was a disciple of Qingyunguan, and it was better to die on the battlefield than to cut it off by himself, even if Liu Yifeng was wrong, he would not be guilty of death!

So, what did Liu Yifeng figure out at the end, and why did he make such a decisive decision? In the final analysis, Zhao Qingshan only wanted to expel him from Qingyun Temple, but he didn't have any intention of further holding him responsible, why did Liu Yifeng die?

Yu Jiang Xing saw the thoughts in Zhao Qingshan's heart, and she said on the side: "It may be that the decision of the Guan Lord to expel him from Qingyun Temple has ruined the pursuit in his heart, and it is not difficult to understand that he is looking for death as soon as his obsession is broken." ”

"Pursuit? Obsession? Yu Jiang's unintentional words made Zhao Qingshan stunned.

But at this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes suddenly widened...... Jade ginger! In the past few years since Zhao Qingshan left, Yujiang often appeared in Qingyun Temple!

Yu Jiang came, and she also called Zhao Qingshan to view the real person, didn't this mean......

His heart trembled, and the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't say a word, he knelt directly on the ground, and with a tone of sincere fear, he kowtowed to Zhao Qingshan and shouted: "Qingming, the third-generation disciple of Qingyunguan in Longsu Mountain, see Master Zu!! ”

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist priest knelt down and shouted, he immediately responded positively to what Zhao Qingshan said before, and those young Taoist priests went crazy on the spot......

Master Zu is back, and Master Zu, who has been away for more than five years, is finally back!!

"The fourth (fifth) generation (fifth) disciple of Qingyunguan in Longsu Mountain, kowtow to the ancestor !!"

There was a shout from the top of Longsu Mountain, a, a frenzied shout!! To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )