Chapter Twenty-Three: Standing in the wrong line, a hundred years

"Taishi Ancestor!"

Lin Dong stood at the bow of Yanbo Lake, a sword light fell, and there was a Qingyun disciple wearing a Taoist robe, who looked like he was no more than thirty, and his whole body was full of Qingyun disciples who had the true appearance of Taoism, and bowed to Lin Dong.

This person is the Qingyun disciple of Qingyunmen stationed in Liangshui County, the master of Huanglin Temple.

Qingyunmen passed down, the order to call Lin Dong the ancestor of the Taishi also came to him, at this moment, seeing Lin Dong holding the black knotted bamboo of the big bamboo peak, and the poisonous god of the demon gate escaped, he immediately understood, so he fell on the cloud head to give a salute.

"Which of Qingyun's disciples are you?"

Lin Dong stared at the clouds, pinched his fingers and calculated, not caring about the people behind him.

"Under the head of the master respects the Dao Xuanmen, the Taoist number is Qing Lingzi, and he is the master of the master and the great disciple."

That Qing Lingzi said behind Lin Dong's back.

"Huh?"

Lin moved his fingers and stopped, turned around, and looked at the Qingyun disciple behind him.

The eighteenth generation of Qingyunmen's true master Dao Xuan has two disciples, Xiao Yicai, who is famous in Qingyunmen, and can be said to be the next master of the real person who has been affirmed by the upper and lower levels, but the big disciple, Dao Xuan, has never mentioned it, and the first seat of each peak has never been mentioned.

Lin Dong thought that he might die in the battle between good and evil, but now looking at the good and decent Qing Lingzi, he felt that there should be something else hidden.

"You're on the wrong side."

Silently calculated, Lin Dong smiled.

A hundred years ago, the people of Qingyunmen had a battle for the head of the Yuqing Palace, and the people who wanted to compete for the head were Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan.

If you talk about fame, strength, and merit, it is naturally Wan Jianyi who can convince the public more, and Dao Xuan is compared to Wan Jianyi, it is simply a firefly compared to Haoyue, but after that, it is Dao Xuan who sits in the position of the real person in charge of the sect, and Wan Jianyi died from the sanction of the sect.

The reason is the murderer.

Qingyunmen's Zhuxian Sword is actually an ominous thing, even if it is cultivated to reach the Taiqing Realm, the use of this Zhuxian Sword is still inevitably suffered from backlash, anger attacks the heart, and the mind has changed greatly, so there has been a secret training in that Qingyun, if the Zhuxian Sword has been used, the mind has changed, and it must be cleared.

Qingyun has changed his head for five or six hundred years since the death of the Qingye Patriarch, and the same is true for an average of one hundred years.

And the head of the house is replaced, and each head must be replaced, otherwise the head of the house will order, you are all uncles, and you will not respect your orders, so what kind of system will it become.

It can only be said that Dao Xuan was in charge back then, and his means were extremely disgraceful.

And his eldest disciple, Qing Lingzi, was a person who believed in and admired Wan Jianyi more back then, and Dao Xuan was powerful, so he naturally did not allow such white-eyed wolves to be under his door, so he was beaten into this Huanglin Temple, regardless of it, and stayed for a hundred years.

"Taishi Ancestor smiled."

Qing Lingzi bowed his hand to Lin.

"Okay, if you meet me today, it's close for you to return to Qingyun."

Lin Dong looked at the Qing Lingzi and said, "You drive the boat and go back to the Yellow Forest Temple, and in the past few days, I will rest in the Yellow Forest Temple." ”

Qing Lingzi naturally obeyed orders.

Lin Dong for Qingyun, belongs to the side door, belongs to a different lineage, the current Qingyun, more is to remember the Qingye Zhenren who led Qingyun to prosperity, and forget the former Qingyunzi founder Qingyunzi, in the era after Qingyunzi, belongs to Qingyun's humiliation history, Lin Dong counts that lineage, Qingyun and he should not have this kind of closeness and respect.

It's just that these miracles revealed by Lin Dong made Qingyun want to paste them up and touch this miracle.

Lin Dong doesn't like to bow down, this is famous, because the Qingyun disciples he saw all bowed down and saluted, and in their mouths, they all addressed Taishi Ancestor.

Went to the Yellow Forest View, Lin Dong was admitted to the hospital, but saw that the Yellow Forest View layout is rigorous, the central axis is symmetrical, mainly the brick and stone structure, the green tile gray column, naturally there is a simple and quiet atmosphere, so as to enter, the hall, the platform, the floor, the pavilion are all available, the pilgrims are mostly on the pillar incense, go into the innermost, worship is the three Qing.

Lin Dong looked at the three clear statues, which were Daode Tianjun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Lingbao Tianzun.

These three gods, as long as they are in the Chinese god world, must exist and will inevitably appear.

After visiting this Huanglin Temple, Lin Dong looked for a quiet room, set up a Dharma altar in it, and put the yin and yang mirror of Yuyangzi on it.

Curses such as the Book of Seven Arrows have been passed down since ancient times.

Lin Dong is to set up a death situation in this, put the yin-yang mirror related to Yuyangzi's life on it, and there is the master's soul and blood on this magic weapon, compared to the hair, the nails are much more direct, as long as you throw it on this altar, within three days, Yuyangzi will definitely die.

Three days can be regarded as giving him time to arrange the future.

That Yu Yangzi followed his disciple Yubao all the way and flew away, and when he was thinking about how to take back the Yin-Yang Mirror, he suddenly felt that his heart was clogged, and his qi and blood were not smooth, and he was planted straight down from the air......

Under the death situation, Yuyangzi is cursed all the time, and death is a very close thing.

However, it was said that after Mrs. Sanmiao left Yanbo Lake, her legs and feet were weak at first, and she was carried by the disciples of the sect to fly, and then she came back to her senses, and the imperial treasure in her hand flew much faster than that disciple, so that the disciples of that sect could not catch up.

And the poison god, since leaving Yanbo Lake, has been poisoned to attack the heart, fortunately it is still a body of poison, it can suppress the poison in the body, but the heart is the most important organ in the human body, the heart has poison, then the blood naturally flows to all parts of the body, so that it is bound to be the end of poison death.

"Quick, near here, find a deep valley and call my fugitive Wuyan over."

The poison god instructed the disciples.

Before he died, the poison god no longer wanted to leave a hand to guard against his disciples, but wanted to teach him everything and pass on this ten thousand poison gates.

"But the master of the door, it will take at least three days to go back and forth."

The disciple who followed the poison god was also a very knowledgeable person.

"It's fine!"

The poison god trembled, took out the pill in his arms, and said, "In my early years, I got a strange medicine called the Three-Day Death Pill......

The three-day death pill is a kind of pill in Zhuxian, after eating this pill, no matter how many injuries you have in your body, you can take a breath and give people three days of life, and after three days, no matter what state it is at that time, it will inevitably be a death ending.

"And now?"

The person who followed the poison god pinched the pill and looked at the poison god.

"Either you will attack my heart now and kill me desperately, or you will hand over the inheritance of this Ten Thousand Poison Gate to me one by one!"

They are all people in the Demon Sect, they grew up in intrigues, they have always had few loyalties to speak of, and they rebelled in battle, which is a common thing, but the most trusted person around him suddenly betrayed himself, which caught the poison god off guard.

Qingyun Gate.

Tongtian Peak is the highest peak in the seven peaks of Qingyun, it is called Tongtian, in addition to the main vein of this peak, the rest is surrounded by clouds, in this, almost like a fairyland.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the letter in his hand, and there was a trace of nostalgia and dislike in his eyes.

Back then, this Qing Lingzi was his favorite apprentice, and Dao Xuan could be said to have taught him everything, but when he seized the position of the head of the house, this Qing Lingzi claimed that Wan Jianyi was more suitable, which undoubtedly made Dao Xuan sad, and also made Dao Xuan unhappy for a while, and took out Wan Jianyi to kill the master and seize the position of the head of the house, and then felt guilty and rescued Wan Jianyi privately.

Xiao Yicai, who is now cultivated, makes Dao Xuan very satisfied.

This Qinglingzi went to Liangshui, and Qingyun had almost no contact for a hundred years, reporting Huanglinguan, the situation of Liangshui, all of them were reported by the following Daotong, and there was a sense that Qingyun was old and dead, and now the sudden letter made Dao Xuan have mixed feelings.

Pulling out the letter, Dao Xuan looked at the contents inside.

The people in the demon gate appeared in two waters, intending to destroy the space between Hongchuan and Yanbo Lake, and divert water to irrigate Shenzhou, and then said that Lin Dongtai ancestor came in person, killed the poison god, and Yuyangzi of Changshengtang, and now the temporary residence in Huanglin Guanzhong was also said.

In the end, this Qing Lingzi also asked about how well he was doing.

"This rebel ......"

Dao Xuan looked at the letter in his hand and trembled faintly.

After thinking about it, he passed down the order to let Xiao Yicai and Cang Song temporarily take charge of Qingyun affairs, and that night, Dao Xuan Zhenren Imperial Sword flew and came towards the Imperial Sword in the direction of Liangshui.

Xiao Yi is Dao Xuan's most trusted disciple.

Cang Song is also Dao Xuan's most trusted junior brother.

Putting Qingyun in the hands of the two of them, Dao Xuan was relieved.

Through the clouds and fog, the fairy sword was out of thin air, and the Dao Xuan real immortal wind crane bone turned into a sword light in this void, and above the clear sky, a cloud path was crossed.

On the ancient road, a person with white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, and a fairy wind crane bone carried a three or four-year-old girl on his back and rushed towards the direction of Liangshui.

This immortal wind crane bone person is Zhou Xian, who is known as the thirteenth generation of Qingyunzi, and as for the three or four-year-old girl, it is his adopted granddaughter, Xiaohuan.

"Grandpa, what are you anxious about, it's only fifty miles away from Liangshui now, and according to your footsteps, it's only an hour......

Xiaohuan lay on Zhou Xian's back and muttered, "You are walking too fast, it will affect my sleep!" ”

"You ......"

This Zhou Xian's face immediately changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, I am tired and tired, but you are sleeping here, let me tell you, in the two water cities, there is a person who claims to be the twelfth generation of Qingyun Gate, who pressed on my old man out of thin air, and the side of the two water cities, the ...... I set up three hundred years ago."

When he said this, Zhou Zhou Xian stopped talking, and then said: "You must know that the two water veins in that place are clash with each other, one Hongchuan Haohao soup soup, overwhelming everything, and the other is tactfully circling, the water source is more in and less out, and there is more whirlwind, a Hongchuan water is enough to turn Shenzhou into a Ze country, and there is a hundred miles of Yanbo Lake, in this world, there are people who don't like to see people live a good life......"

Muttered, Zhou Zhou Xian said a lot, and when he turned around to look again, he saw that the little ring was cute and cute, leaning on his shoulder and already asleep, and saliva was dripping on his shoulder.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Zhou Xian's feet were faster, and he rushed towards the two water cities.