Perhaps seeing the Taoist priest looking at him, the monk couldn't help but smile faintly and said, "I didn't know his mind before, even the lord of the law despised him." I didn't expect him to come to the real time when he was dying, not only did he really want to move the foundation of your Jiuyang Sect, but he also really wanted to catch it all! Hehe, what's even more curious is that there are still people here who can find out about the existence here, which really costs a lot of money! ”

The Taoist priest didn't speak immediately for a while, because as an important figure in this Jiuyang Sect, he naturally knew more than others. The monk who is standing with him now was originally a disciple of the master of the Xinzhang sect of Xiangguo Temple, Chengchu, known as Master Qingliang, the master of the small law.

Standing with Master Qingliang this time, this Taoist priest naturally understood that it was because he had a mutual friend with him. This mutual friend has not only received the strong support of Master Luhu Chengchu, but also the strong support of Hai Toad, the patriarch of the Jiuyang School.

To be able to get the support of the two great people in the world, this person is obviously not very human!

But this person is now a taboo, so everyone refuses to mention it, but they all know their insistence in their hearts. Today, the Jiuyang Sect suffered such a catastrophe, obviously it seems that things are not simple, and all this is not to be announced by the two factions, and there is obviously a great reason!

"In the past, disciples in the sect forgot the instructions of the patriarch, and after practicing, they could not interfere in political affairs. But individuals have their own ideas, and the causes that created today in the past will naturally know that there will be today's results! This Taoist priest was obviously a little emotional, looking at the situation below, but there was no change in the slightest.

You may not know how credible this statement really is, but the Taoist sect of this era is almost difficult to proselytize without contact with the imperial court or the ruling feudal town. Also as a disciple of Buddhism, this Jingjing master can only be a merch.

Although the disaster of the ancestral court of Zhaozhou at that time could not be conveyed quickly, the eyes of the people in the world were bright. It's just that what Poor Dao didn't expect was that this Guo Rong was not only extremely scheming, but the power left behind after his death could still reach this level. I faintly heard the shouts of killing in the courtyard, and saw that there were even more violent screams and killings from under the courtyard, and the soldiers of the forbidden army and the disciples of the Jiuyang Sect looked damaged.

This Taoist with a calm face, his face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "The master has served the master of the law for decades, and he has achieved profound knowledge in Buddhism, and Xiangguo Temple is also recognized as a leader in Buddhism in the Central Plains. ”

"Today's things must be enlightened on the day, otherwise how can you leave Mingyang real people in Tokyo?" Master Qingjing, a monk with a face like a knife, seemed to have endless wisdom, looking at the Taoist priest named Mingyang Zhenren in front of him.

It turned out that this quiet Taoist priest was actually Ding Mingyang, one of the nine sons of Jiuyang, and he was the second largest disciple under the seat of Daozi Hai Toad. Although it is somewhat unknown now, it was famous in Daomen in the past.

"Although the old man has some verses, how can my generation speculate!" This Ding Mingyang seems to have some emotion, looking at the situation below, he obviously has a little thought. Because Emperor Guo Rong suspected the Jiuyang Sect, it was obviously not a whim, so as an important disciple of the Jiuyang Sect, he naturally had opinions.

"The real person is humble, thinking that the second generation of leaders under the Jiuyang Sect, although there is still a certain gap compared with the Daoists of the Central Plains, but the Daoist himself can suddenly comprehend the Dao of Heaven before the catastrophe comes, and he actually breaks through to another realm, this karma! Thinking about things in this world, how many people can have this cause and effect? Master Qingjing obviously had a feeling, and it was obviously this Ding Mingyang who made a breakthrough again.

However, after hearing these words, Ding Mingyang, who had been quiet, although he did not have the slightest smugness on his face, his eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was only fleeting, the solemnity between the opening and closing obviously showed the depth of his cultivation.

"Nine Yin gives birth to Nine Yang, Nine Yang and Nine Yin! This is the essence of the Daomen's "Yin Fu Sutra", the original past, all the causes. I wanted to collect this plant without a trace at the beginning, not completely to test someone, but I also knew it at first sight! Thinking that today's sect suffered such a catastrophe, it really responded to this catastrophe! Ding Mingyang seemed to be talking to himself, because when this plant went to the Jiuyang faction with no trace, it was Ding Mingyang, one of the nine sons of the Jiuyang faction, who valued him.

Others may not have seen the pattern of planting without a trace, but the two people on the roof are real innate masters. Seeing the performance below without a trace, I naturally understood what was going on.

Looking at the screams below, he looked at Master Qingjing with a calm expression, and then said lightly: "The person below is also a master of the rivers and lakes, when Guo Rong was alive, there were many people who defected. The master's eyes are like torches, and you should know that this person's skills are not under you and me! ”

"Wonderful! Wonderful! My Buddha is compassionate! ”

Master Qingjing is in harmony, and under the illumination of the sun, there is actually a sense of solemn looking up at the treasure.

And in front of the Nine Yang Sect, killing and blood, chaos and barbarism, mixed with the insoluble confusion in the sky!

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When's my return,

Repeated inquiries but can't answer you,

Far away is a dream,

Tomorrow is a mystery,

I only know that there is no place in the distance,

Rain in Bashan!

Hold up your face by the candlelight,

A faint smile has become a thousand-year-old monument!

Sadness is a pot of wine,

Confusion is a game of chess,

I don't know if it's going to be tonight or not,

Cry for me!

The plank road that has been cultivated for many years continues in my heart,

For many years, I have thought of home as an eternal beauty!

The west window that can't be opened,

The autumn pond that is not satisfied!

Cut constantly all your tenderness,

When is my return!

Repeated inquiries but can't answer you,

Far away is a dream,

Tomorrow is a fan!

I only know that there is no place in the distance,

Rain in Bashan!

The plank road that has been cultivated for many years continues in my heart,

For many years, I have thought of home as an eternal beauty!

The west window that can't be opened,

The autumn pond that is not satisfied!

Cut constantly all your tenderness,

The plank road that has been cultivated for many years continues in my heart,

For many years, I thought of home as an eternal beauty!

The west window that can't be opened,

The autumn pond that rises dissatisfied,

The constant cutting is all your tenderness!

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The aftermath of the chanting lingers and seems to be melodious in the sky. But even after this rain, it makes people feel particularly bleak and tactful.

The lyrics that seem to be non-words, coupled with a rhythm that has never been subdued and frustrated, makes people feel both novel and surprised when they listen to it, and feel a different taste.