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Zhang Zhengling didn't answer Lu Zhengyang's words, but just said, "Senior brother, how many years has my mountain gate been inherited?" ”

Lu Zhengyang was puzzled: "The inheritance of our door, if you trace back to the source, it is like this mountain cloud, which has never been recorded in Taoist books, and there is nowhere to trace!" ”

Zhang Zhengling nodded with a whisker: "I have a lineage, and I don't know what people know." Therefore, the world knows very little, and the history of Taoist literature has never been recorded! ”

Lu Zhengyang thought deeply: "Chaos opens, yin and yang begin, yin gives birth to souls, and yang gives birth to people, which is called two lives." I am guarding the two lives in one line, and the stakes are very high, so naturally I can't ask for a legacy like other inheritances. Senior brother Mo doesn't know? ”

Zhang Zhengling asked with a smile: "There is no time in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world." Do you remember this allusion? ”

"Remember! The Eastern Jin Dynasty's "Zhilin", "Book of Jin", and Later Northern Wei Dynasty Li Daoyuan's "Water Jing Note" and other books all say: The king of the Jin Dynasty entered the mountain and saw the four boys playing the piano and singing...... Seeing that the salary he was holding was rotten, he returned, and the township was no longer ......"

Speaking of this, Lu Zhengyang's face changed greatly: "Senior brother's meaning, did the Jin people strayed into the realm of two lives?" ”

Zhang Zhengling nodded, but then shook his head again: "I'm just guessing, but I'm afraid our line is still behind." ”

"After that?"

"I once watched the Taoist book left by the ancestors, and it was said in the book that Zhou Tianzi was weak, the princes rose, the world was in chaos, and the ancestors of the Tao were born. In the past, when Daozu was studying, he thought that the wind and rain in the world were unbalanced, and he was not drought or flooded, so he abandoned his books and swam in the Laixiang River. On the way, I met a sandwich path, from the slope into the mountain, there are two old men playing chess in the mountains, wearing black and white yin and yang robes, the chess is finished, the old man disappears, only the black chess has three, the white chess has four, the scattered chess twelve, and the scenery in the mountain is scattered. Daozu woke up, in the middle of the house, the book was still in his hand, like a dream. Later, the Taoist ancestor rode the green ox out of the west and began to preach. ”

Zhang Zhengling's words made Lu Zhengyang listen to it, and when he came back to his senses, Lu Zhengyang let out a long breath: "I see, no wonder, there are three caves and four auxiliaries and twelve parts of the Daozang, and my veins do not belong to one vein, but they are mixed up!" ”

"It's just a legend, two points true, eight points false! I just speculate that after Yin Shang, the witch gradually disappeared, the art gradually flourished, the world changed greatly, the Taoist ancestor was born in response to the situation, wrote the scriptures to obtain the Tao, and the technique had roots! ”

As the two of them were talking, a young Taoist ran over with a panicked expression and exclaimed, "Uncle Shi, it's not good, there is a disciple under the mountain who said that Xiao Ye is really ...... Really ......"

Lu Zhengyang's expression tightened: "What is really fake?" Say it quickly...... What did that bastard do to hurt the heavens and reason? ”

The young Taoist was very anxious, and his words were a little choked, and he was a little aggrieved: "Xiao Ye, he ...... Abandonment...... From the demon...... I said, I shouldn't have done this to him, now, now...... It really drove him down the wrong path......"

Lu Zhengyang didn't speak, but his face was pale and his heels were unstable.

Zhang Zhengling rebuked the young Taoist, sighed for a long time, and said astringently: "Zhengyang, have we done anything wrong......?"

Lu Zhengyang trembled: "He...... How dare he ......"

Zhang Zhengling smiled bitterly: "I can't blame him!" ”

Lu Zhengyang was about to leave.

"Senior brother, what do you want to do?"

Lu Zhengyang turned his head: "I'll go down the mountain and see ...... clearly"

Zhang Zhengling grabbed Lu Zhengyang, his face was extremely complicated, his expression struggled for a long time, and he took out the palm-sized coffin from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Zhengyang: "Give him this thing!" ”

Lu Zhengyang said in disbelief: "Senior brother, are you confused? How can the Liangshengmen be handed over to this criminal, if he really abandons the way and follows the demon, I will ...... Clean up the portal! ”

Zhang Zhengling said with an eager face: "No! Never! Have you forgotten the hexagram I divined on the night you came back with seven nights? There will be a catastrophe in the Daomen, but the image of the catastrophe is my mountain gate, and the small night is the only trace of vitality in the vein of our door. Now that the chaos has been born, the Liangshengmen can no longer stay in the mountains, listen to the words of the brother, whether it is Xiaoye abandoning the road or being a demon, this thing can only be handed over to him! ”

Lu Zhengyang cried: "Senior brother......"

"Go ahead!"

Zhang Zhengling gently placed the small coffin in Lu Zhengyang's hand, sighed, and said no more!

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The heart has no place to return, and the body has no place to go.

Seven Nights doesn't know how many people in this world are like him.

The Land Temple is already very dilapidated.

Qiye shook out the last drop of wine, threw away the wine jar, and drunkenly pointed to the idol covered with a layer of soil and spider webs on the top and scolded with a smile: "How did you, the little fairy who blessed the water and soil, end up like this?" I don't even have any incense, I see, your temple will collapse sooner or later! ”

The land temple suddenly got windy.

Qiye laughed and got up: "It's useless!" Say that you are more energetic! Blow, you keep blowing, just right, I'm also cool and cool! ”

The wind was really stronger, carrying dust and blowing into the eyes and mouths of the seven nights.

Seven nights ran out of the Land Temple in embarrassment: "Stingy! Okay, okay, can't I stay with you anymore! ”

As soon as I ran out of the Land Temple, it was a fog in the sky, and the wind was blowing back and forth.

Seven nights of wine, suddenly half awakened.

This wind blows into the mouth with some fishy smell.

Qiye looked around and frowned: "I just thought it was really the old man of this land who had appeared, and it turned out that something from the evil sect had come to the door!" No wonder it's sparsely populated. ”

Instinct made Qiye pull out the sword behind his back, but the sword was only half out, and Qiye suddenly let go, his expression a little gloomy.

Look at this wind, this evil thing is not easy to get along, and the resentment is extremely powerful, and it should hurt a lot of people!

Qiye was angry and said to himself: "It doesn't matter how many people he has harmed, what does it have to do with me!" ”

The road may have been untraveled for too long, and the scattered weeds on the road have broken through the crushed solid dirt and exposed their heads.

Estimating the time, it should be noon.

But the sky was originally dark, and there was a strange fog and evil wind, walking on the road, the shadows of the trees were sufficient, and the wind howled like a person crying.

Every day at noon, it is the time of the day when the yang energy is weakest.

Seven nights against the wind, step forward.

He just wanted to get out of here.

The smell is getting worse and worse.

Qiye stopped, and on the road ahead, in the yellowing mist, a vague black shadow gradually greeted him.

Seven nights squint their eyes, the wind rises, people can't do it!

Who is so afraid of death?

It was close, but it was the outline of a sedan chair.

The strange smell on his face made Nanaya can't help but pinch his nose.

Big red eight-lift sedan chair.

Unexpectedly, the eight people carrying the sedan chair were all covered tightly with red cloth.

Seven nights still drew their swords and carried them in their hands.

The sedan chair is gone.

It's strange that eight people covered with hijabs can still see themselves blocking their way?

The atmosphere was eerie.

Qiye walked over gently, picked up one of the cloth covers with his hand, gasped, and took two steps back.

The eight people who carried the sedan chair had no heads......