Dao Tong suddenly stopped, standing under the scorching sun of southern Xinjiang, looking at Jun Qinglan with half-squinted eyes. The face was full of incredulity: "You ......." ”

"I heard that the incense of the rootless view is flourishing, so what's so strange about me asking God?"

The shock in Dao Tong's eyes was inextricably Jun Qinglan felt happy, and suddenly felt that the scorching sunshine didn't seem to be so unbearable, and it was also a good choice to stand here and look at all the things in the world.

The Rootless View is a safe place given by the king of southern Xinjiang to the national teacher of cloth in southern Xinjiang, helping him to make good connections and preach the Tao as soon as possible. So, the more people who come to ask for help, the more you should be with him? How can Dao Tong seem to be so disgusted with these God of Wealth sent to the door?

"Come with me." Dao Tong seemed to have lost his previous enthusiasm for Jun Qinglan, half-hanging his head, and his breath was dying in front of him to lead the way: "Master is waiting for the donor in his room. ”

"Thank you."

"We don't have a root, we don't want to go anywhere else, and we don't want to go where we don't want you to go. lest you break into something that you shouldn't break into, and you desecrate something that shouldn't be blasphemed. When the time comes, if we are punished by heaven again, we will have to trouble our master again. ”

Xiao Daotong kept chattering along the way, and Jun Qinglan only felt funny when he heard it: "Shouldn't you monks have six pure roots and a heart of great compassion?" If you export evil like this, aren't you afraid of punishment from your gods? ”

"Hmph." Xiaodao Tong didn't care: "Loyal to the ear, you laymen always like some false illusions." Poor Dao restores the truth, which is the real merit. ”

Jun Qinglan shook her head, didn't argue with him, and raised her eyes to look at the rootless view in front of her.

This Taoist temple occupies a large area, comparable to half of the Duanwang Mansion. The layout of the house is not different from the Taoist temple in Northern Xia, but it is too quiet. Along the way, except for the little Taoist boy who led the way, he didn't see the Taoist people next to him, but the people who swept and walked were ordinary people wearing ordinary southern Xinjiang clothes.

This is somewhat puzzling.

"In addition to the national teacher, there is no other master in the rootless view?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Daotong straightened his chest: "Could it be that I am not a master?" ”

Looking at his serious appearance, Jun Qinglan said: "The little master is naturally the master, so there is no master next to him?" ”

"Nope." Xiaodao Tong Zhengse said: "My master said, the cultivation asks everything according to fate. Coming is also fate, going is also fate, fate gathering and scattering, and there is no need to stick to one form. If you really have the heart to cultivate, there are training grounds everywhere in the red dust. It's better to keep it quiet. ”

Jun Qinglan's breath condensed, this word sounds very mysterious, but in fact, isn't it conveying a meaning? You can do whatever you want, you can be self-reliant, I'm very busy and don't have time to serve. This rumored cloth cloth national teacher in southern Xinjiang is really ...... Too lazy to could.

So, he doesn't come back often not because he's going to do something big, it's ...... Let's go out and relax.

"Master is waiting for the donor in the room, please come in."

Xiao Daotong led Jun Qinglan to the depths of the rootless view and stopped. In front of me is a square courtyard, and due east is the bedroom where the national teacher lives. The door to the bedroom was open, separated from the outside world by a blue curtain, so that the inside could not be seen.

Jun Qinglan thanked him and stepped into the room. The furnishings in the room are very simple, and there is no smell of fireworks as Jun Qinglan imagined. The whole rootless view is the same as the Northern Xia architecture, and what is unexpected is the southern Xinjiang tradition used for species display, and bamboo is the majority, so that there is a faint smell of green bamboo floating in the whole house.

It smells refreshing.

"Please take a seat, your lord." There was a faint man's voice in the room, and without warning.

Jun Qinglan was taken aback, she came in for a long time, but she never saw anyone in the house. Following the prestige, a thin figure slowly appeared on the brocade stool next to the coffee table by the window. First the body and limbs, then the head. At that moment, there was a fog in the clean room, which illuminated everything. The figure of the national teacher sat upright in the mist, gradually becoming clear.

The man's black hair was like a waterfall, pinned to the top of his head with a purple and gold pisces. But his face was not clear, because he also had a purple and gold mask on his face, covering half of his face under the mask. Only a plump red lip and a delicate jaw under the lip are revealed.

Jun Qinglan was slightly stunned, this ...... Is it the national teacher of Southern Xinjiang? Actually, so young?

"It's a coincidence that Lord Jun came, the green bamboo tea that has just been brewed in this seat is the time to drink it." The national teacher held the pot in one hand, slowly poured a cup of tea for Jun Qinglan, and let her look at it generously.

Jun Qinglan looked at it for a moment and then closed her gaze, what can this person see when he wears a mask?

"Junda seems to be very shocked when he sees this seat, could it be that you are familiar with this seat?"

"Not really." Jun Qinglan shook her head: "I'm just a little curious, why the national teacher is not an old man." ”

The national teacher hooked the corners of his lips, and the lower lip flap of the mask was perfectly curved: "No one has ever said that the national teacher must be an old man who is about to die." ”

Jun Qinglan looked at the national teacher and sighed slightly, just such a lip is soul-striking, and I don't know how much the face under the mask is so calamitous to the country and the people. It's no wonder that he wants to cover his cheeks, in these troubled times, sometimes looking good is a burden.

"Besides." The national teacher suddenly opened his mouth: "The appearance of the skin is just a skin, and the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have all changed in all kinds of changes and thousands of incarnations. How do you know if what you see is the truth? ”

The national teacher slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and he didn't know what he had done. Seeing that the black hair hanging down his waist was dyed with wind, snow and frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, it turned into snow white.

"This ......," Jun Qinglan's eyes widened in shock.

And the hair of the national teacher returned to its original black color in an instant.

"Do you understand? The human eye is the biggest liar in this world, and the cognition of everything in the world should rely on the heart. ”

Jun Qinglan hooked his lips: "The national teacher's trick is really amazing. ”

Of course, Jun Qinglan would not believe that someone could appear and disappear out of thin air in heaven and earth, and he could change his appearance at will. She didn't forget that the place she was in was Southern Xinjiang, and in this weird and mysterious place in the eyes of the Northern Xia people, nothing could be done.

Just like the last time they encountered a ghost hitting the wall in the Golden Snake Mountain, in fact, it was just a fantasy caused by someone pushing the drug into a mist, making them unknowingly hit by the drug.

The county once said that the way of going down to Gu is strange and unguardable. The visions she saw today were nothing more than the illusions that this national teacher used to make her hallucinate.

The national teacher didn't argue with Jun Qinglan about these things, but only smiled slightly: "How does Lord Jun know that this seat is in the rootless view today?" ”

"It's like the National Teacher knew that I was going to look for you today, but it was just a coincidence. If you really need an explanation, it is probably the fate that God has given you and me. ”

The national teacher seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said: "What a fate." This seat obeyed this fate, and no longer asked about such inconsequential matters. Your Excellency has come to this seat today, thinking about what is extremely important. ”

"Of course." Jun Qinglan nodded: "We came to Southern Xinjiang only for one thing, and I naturally didn't come to find the National Teacher for anything else." Dare to ask my lord, do you think the marriage between Northern Xia and Southern Xinjiang is a good thing or a bad thing? ”

"This matter was brought about by this Throne's advice to His Majesty, so how can I think it is a bad thing?"

"In that case, why does the National Teacher still allow the rumors to intensify?"

The national teacher's breath condensed slightly, and then he sighed.

"Are you referring to the fact that Princess Yujin has not shown up for a long time?"

Jun Qinglan only nodded and did not speak. The national teacher is a smart person, and of course he can understand what she means.

"It's not that I'm ignoring it, it's because ...... There is nothing this seat can do. ”

Jun Qinglan narrowed her eyes: "Oh? ”

"Lord Jun should know that the prophecy of the calamity about the relatives came from the Chengtian Sect. Adults are not curious, why did this seat allow the Chengtian Sect to develop and grow? ”

Curious, of course!

"Speaking of which, this is also a mistake made by this seat. The sect master of the Chengtian Sect was originally a disciple of this seat, and he was the most proud protégé of this seat. ”

Jun Qinglan suddenly raised her head, there is still such a thing?

"That kid is gifted and intelligent, and he has a very high understanding of spiritual cultivation, and it only took a few months to master everything he has learned in his life. He is not a person who is easily satisfied, and he has never given up on pursuing the highest level of cultivation. As the saying goes, the ravine is hard to fill, and one day, he will embark on that road of no return, and by the time this seat is aware, it is too late to stop him. The Chengtian Sect already has a large number of faithful followers. ”

"Even so?" Jun Qinglan frowned and said, "You are the highest person in the cultivation of the Southern Xinjiang King's Imperial Sect. The so-called supremacy of imperial power, knowing that under the order of the king of southern Xinjiang, it is not easy to eradicate a small sect from the bottom of the people whose foundation is not stable? ”

"You only know one thing, but you don't know the other."

The national teacher sighed heavily: "Do you really think that with the strength of the Son of Chengtian alone, you can establish such a large Chengtian Sect overnight?" ”

Jun Qinglan frowned, could it be that there is any hidden meaning in this?

"Your Excellency should know that the royal power of Southern Xinjiang is ostensibly in the hands of His Majesty. But in fact, there are a few people in southern Xinjiang who have the ability to compete with His Majesty. ”

"Are you referring to the three departments of Dongshao, Zhaoyang and Kunlun?"

"Exactly." The national teacher nodded and said: "Among the three major tribes, the Zhaoyang Department is the closest to the royal court, and the wife of the king of Zhaoyang is the sister of His Majesty, so the relationship is naturally close to His Majesty. The Kunlun tribe is located in a remote area, and the clan respects women, advocating freedom and never caring about royal power. Therefore, the biggest hidden danger of the royal court is only one Dongshao, and Dongshao is also the most powerful of the three tribes. For a hundred years, they have made small moves, and they have never given up their plan to annex the royal court one day. ”

Jun Qinglan's heart trembled: "The national teacher suddenly mentioned Dongshao, could it be that this Chengtianzong and Dongshao ......"