317 Inside the Deep Palace
Zhu Zhu wanted to make a move when he found out that something was wrong, so Wan Daojun took the first step to grab her arm and shook his head slightly.
Zhu Zhu knew in his heart that the Great Elder was determined to subdue them today and prevent the Great Elder from taking such a breath, and he didn't know how much trouble was waiting for them in the future.
And most importantly, they have the Sage behind them! If they provoked the thunderous wrath of the Great Elder, it would be a small gesture for them to destroy the Saints.
They can't afford to take this risk!
Fortunately, Zhu Zhu also knew that no matter how angry the Great Elder was, he should not be able to kill Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu on the spot, so she could only watch and wait for the Great Elder to feel angry.
If the strength is not as good as others, it can only be like this.
The endless icy waves continued to impact Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu, they seemed to be a small reef in the monstrous waves, looking like they were about to be annihilated by the huge waves in the next moment, but when the tide receded, they still stood in place.
After a tea hour like this, even Jiahuo Daojun couldn't help but admire these two young people, such a huge pressure, even if they were replaced by an early Yuan Infant cultivator like the Late Daojun, they might not be able to completely resist, but they joined forces to hold on until now, it was a miracle.
The Great Elder also nodded secretly, but what he had to do today was not to test their bottom line, but to establish power, and if he continued to delay like this, he finally subdued them, and the deterrent effect was not strong enough.
So he immediately made a decision and suddenly urged the coercion, increasing the power of the attack on the two of them by ten times, Yin Zizhang and Ji Yougu vomited blood at the same time, and both fell to the ground.
The Great Elder restrained his breath and said indifferently, "How does it taste?" ”
Yin Zizhang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ji Yougu with his eyes. They are indeed inferior in strength, and there is no need to ask for trouble for the sake of a little bit of tongue, especially since their actions here represent part of the attitude of the Sage.
If the Sage Sect is estranged from the three major sects and cannot take refuge in the Dan Kingdom, it will easily become the first batch of cannon fodder to die in the war between the two sides.
Yin Zizhang understood the stakes and pursed his lips silently.
"You all go, you come with the emperor." The Great Elder was full of majesty, and pointed at Yin Zizhang to stand up and go out of the hall.
Yin Zizhang swallowed a few pills. Slowly stood up, shook his hand at Zhu Zhu and Ji Yougu and said, "It's okay, you guys go back first." With that, he followed the Great Elder.
Therefore, Wan Daojun smiled at Zhu Zhu and said, "Little girl, don't worry, it won't be a bad thing." ”
Zhu Zhu looked at Yin Zizhang's back as he walked away, nodded silently and did not speak. She was not worried about Yin Zizhang's life, she was more worried that the Great Elder would use her secret and safety to blackmail Yin Zizhang.
She didn't want Ah Zhang to be a little wronged because of her.
Without saying a word, the Great Elder took Yin Zizhang and walked slowly on the empty palace corridor. Yin Zizhang looked at his footsteps behind him, there seemed to be a magical rhythm, echoing the nature of heaven and earth, every step fell on the most ingenious and suitable position, unhurried, the flow of true yuan in his body seemed to be attracted by this unique rhythm, which made him feel a feeling. The whole person seems to have blended into the surrounding environment, turning into a breeze, into sunshine, and into nothingness......
The eunuchs in charge of the sprinkling on both sides of the corridor also seemed to be lost in this magical rhythm, not even noticing that their supreme emperor was strolling past them.
Yin Zizhang's footsteps unconsciously became the same as the Great Elder's, and the two were separated by a distance of seven or eight feet, but they seemed to have inadvertently merged into a whole.
Yin Zizhang didn't know how long he had walked, and he didn't even remember the road he had walked, until the old man in front of him suddenly stopped and said, "It's here." ”
He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly. He didn't know how to describe his feelings.
In front of a low fence, unknown wildflowers swayed in the wind, and behind the fence was a small grassy yard, where a few hens paced leisurely with their chicks, occasionally clucking. Thin sheets hang on simple bamboo shelves.
There is also a well not far from the bamboo frame, and there are two half-human-high water tanks beside the well, and in the shadow of the water tank, a yellow earth dog is lying on the ground bored and flicking its tail.
In the courtyard is a simple hut with blue tiles and gray walls. Under the eaves hung three or five pickled and dried beasts, and the homespun curtains decorated with broken flowers fluttered in the breeze. On the right side of the yard, a small fish pond with a radius of several zhang is sparkling, and the fat fish can be faintly seen occasionally churning with a little splash.
Yin Zizhang stared blankly at the familiar scene in front of him, and his nose was sour. I almost burst into tears on the spot.
He had seen this scene countless times in his dreams, and almost all the good memories of his childhood had happened in such a scene.
He seemed to see himself, who was only two or three years old, running and playing on the grass in the yard, laughing loudly at the scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping that he had created, and then he happily knocked over the bamboo frame and tore the sheets that his mother had washed and dried.
Then the mother heard the noise, and came out to see him holding his head and crying, so angry and funny, and picked him up to beat his ass.
At this time, Daddy will quickly come out to save him, and then promise to wash the sheets again and atone for his son's sins.
Yin Zizhang stood in place stupidly, as if he heard his father's hearty laughter and his mother's gentle coquettishness, but all this quickly dissipated in the breeze, and the vision was still the same, except for him who had grown up, and the great elder who was silent, his parents were no longer there.
Yin Zizhang took two steps and reached out to gently press the low wooden door in the middle of the fence......
The rough wood texture is so real, and everything in front of you is not an illusion! Yin Zizhang was shocked and completely returned to reality.
Such a scene should never have appeared in the magnificent palace of the Martial Kingdom.
This real home only belongs to their family of three, far away in the southwest border, he went back many years ago to see, it has already been razed to the ground, why did it reappear in this place?
He slowly shifted his gaze to the Great Elder, waiting for his answer.
The Great Elder just said: "Your comprehension is very good, but in a moment you have comprehended my method of doing Gong, cultivation is not just meditation and retreat, every breath, every word and deed, every gesture can secretly coincide with the nature of the Heaven and Earth Mystery Dao." ”
In his opinion, Yin Zizhang's understanding can no longer be described as very good, it is simply against the sky! He had also taught other members of the Zhaocai Sect this set of exercises, but even Lin Zhenjin, his biological father, who was as talented as Yin Zizhang, took three days to fully comprehend, but Yin Zizhang comprehended seventy or eighty percent within a few moments.
On weekdays, a cultivator like Yin Zizhang can get the guidance of a Mahayana monk, and he will definitely remember it carefully, but now, his mind is not on this at all.
The Great Elder saw that he was absent-minded, and the ecstasy in his heart was also a little cold, this kid has good qualifications and understanding, but the two fathers and sons are both virtuous, and they are nostalgic for these worthless things.
"You take your breath and go in for a while, and you'll understand everything." The Great Elder threw down these words, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.
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The third is more likely to be in the early hours of the morning, don't wait, just vote, and then get up tomorrow morning to watch. (To be continued)
(Zilang Literature)