Chapter 133: Xuan Qing, the survival of Taoism
I looked up at the small building, and the old man was gone. But his words left me with hope that Master was not dead, but really went far away.
It didn't take long for strange beasts to appear on the ruins, and families began to leave. The ancestor-level figures who peeked into the blood of the true dragon were all killed by Han Wuji, and from today, I only really have five years.
The Panlong Clan and the Hades Hall are still an obstacle, but their nature has changed, they are just whetstones on my growth path, but unfortunately my daughter-in-law and sister can't make a move at will in the future, otherwise the six old men who quietly appeared and quit will definitely appear.
The daughter-in-law's sister found the little zombie in the ruins, and the little guy was holding a huge stone slab to protect Li Ruoshui and Xiao Lu, but when he came out, his eyes began to turn red when he saw the blood, and the little corpse teeth were exposed. Seeing this, my daughter-in-law's sister flicked a bead of blood from my hand, and he calmed down after sucking it down.
I staggered over to Dongfang Ancestor, who was pretending to be dead, and saw that the wound on his broken arm had healed, but I couldn't find a hand. Poked with his hand, he opened his eyes and saw that it was me, and he took my hand away and continued to pretend to be dead, a complete old urchin.
It seems that she wants to mix up Zidan, but her daughter-in-law's sister has bright eyes, and she automatically skips him when she uses Zidan to soak water and feed it to everyone.
Zi Dan only melted a small amount in the water, but the medicinal effect was very domineering, it was worthy of being an elixir that could bring the dead back to life, minor injuries healed, and the wounds that entered the bones began to scar, but Xuan Qing's injuries seemed to heal before, but in the end, the blood mouth the size of the finger seam completely stopped, and the originally improved face became pale.
Dongzi and Zhang Shun are in good condition, and they are sober after drinking the potion, but the corpse king and the broken army have mutilated limbs, and they still have no breath after drinking the potion. The daughter-in-law's sister finally accepted the purple pill and put it back in the box to put it away. The golden-armored warrior unleashed the beast and took the wounded to Wanling Peak.
After King Sam came, most of them were cured, and then Dongfang Ancestor took people away, leaving the corpse king, during which I asked him who the old man in Xuancheng was, he kept silent, just let me have time to go to Dongfang's house as a guest, and the current station is Tianmen Station.
After this battle, there is no Tianmen, and the backer behind the Panlong clan has completely fallen, and it should converge in the future.
The golden-armored samurai left en masse after leaving the two of them on the third day, not knowing where they went. On the fourth day, the five senior brothers also returned to Shushan, and the huge ten thousand spirits instantly became deserted.
On the sixth day, my injuries were almost healed, and I went to see the Corpse King and Po Jun, and the two of them were wrapped in gauze, and their hearts began to rise and fall slightly. It's just that Xuan Qing, who seems to have no problem, is getting weaker and weaker.
On the night of the seventh day, his eyebrows rumbled, like rolling thunder, and Dongzi and I moved him to the courtyard, and the sky was instantly covered with black clouds, and the thunder continued, as if in response to the sound of his eyebrows, and the situation was particularly terrifying.
The daughter-in-law and sister immediately sent people to Wudang, and three old Taoists came to Tianming, with thin faces, but all of them were immortal and bonely, and the aura exuded from their bodies was no less than that of the ancestor-level powerhouses.
After they came, they observed around Xuanqing, looking up at the black clouds in the sky, and the huge lightning that spanned hundreds of miles from time to time, and their expressions were so solemn that they were speechless.
When the daughter-in-law and sister came over, they turned around and saluted, and asked inexplicably: "Princess, what do you see?" ”
"Yes!" My daughter-in-law's sister nodded, I heard it inexplicably, and at the same time I was worried about Xuan Qing, why did his injury cause changes in heaven and earth?
I followed her in a hurry, and finally waited for the opportunity to ask, but my daughter-in-law's sister glared at me: "If you don't go to rest, what will you do with me?" ”
I pouted and jokingly said, "I'm afraid you'll kick me out again, so I'll have to follow." ”
She rolled her eyes and said, "Didn't you build a house in Sujia Village, and you will take Dongzi home tomorrow and wait for me to marry you." ”
My daughter-in-law's sister is not joking, but the point is not that she came to marry me, but that Xuanqing's injury seems to be unusual, and she intends to let us leave.
I followed her for this reason, and now I am even more entangled when I hear it, and she has no choice but to tell me: "Xuanqing has Taoist luck, and what is injured is the foundation, which is called Dao injury." If you want to recover, you will be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and after seven days, the Heavenly Tribulation will fall, and you can only recover after surviving the wound. ”
"Apocalypse?" I had only seen it before, but I didn't expect it to appear on Xuanqing. The daughter-in-law's sister said impatiently: "There is nothing unusual about the Heaven and Earth Thunder Tribulation, it can be understood that Xuanqing's injury has mutated, and it can attract thunder and lightning, it's as simple as that!" ”
I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so I nodded and said, "I know, he's a lightning rod." But what happens if you can't hold on? "I looked up at the sky, the lead cloud has fallen a lot, and the thunder light is much more terrifying than last night, ** mortal fetus can really fight?
"Gone in smoke!" The daughter-in-law's sister looked solemn. I was struck by lightning, and my body shook violently. I didn't have much of a good impression of Xuanqing before, but if it weren't for him in the first battle of Xuancheng, Dongzi, Zhang Shun and I would all die.
If it weren't for his vision, it would not have been possible to buy the master time to draw his sword in the end. And he could have escaped, but he still chose to help.
People are like this, except for those close to him, when he wants to lend a hand, he will always think about what he has done for himself, I am also a layman, and I am worried about Xuanqing after thinking about this.
My daughter-in-law and sister called out all the housekeepers and instructed them to build a high platform with earth and stones hundreds of meters from the door, and I heard her say that there were nine floors in total, and it had to be completed in six days.
In the courtyard, the old Taoists sat next to Xuan Qing in a triangle, playing a Dao pattern similar to gossip, and after a few hours, Xuan Qing's face was better and he temporarily sobered up.
The old Taoists got up and glanced at each other, and at the same time took out half of the jade pendant from their arms, and after the three pieces were combined, they began to glow, and the three green dragon phantoms flew into the sky, running in different directions, followed by nine colorful phoenixes, disappearing in nine directions.
This is not over, the sound of cranes is heard, and twelve white cranes fly out of the jade pendant again, soaring into the void and flying to the sky.
I remember that when the Daomen was glorious, there were three sects, nine gates and twelve mountains, do they still exist now? If so, will the three old Daoists be the leaders of the Three Sects?
But the three Taoist religions all exist in the mythology, namely Li Er's Taoism, Yuan Shi Tianzun's exposition, and Tongtian's interception.
"Idiot!" My daughter-in-law's sister can read my mind and whisper in my ear: "Don't think about it, I'll pack up and go back to Sujia Village in a few days!" ”
After Lao Dao released the token, the jade pendant separated again, and at the same time hugged his fists and said: "Daozi's injury is special, so he can only borrow the princess's precious land!" ”
The daughter-in-law's sister nodded: "I have asked someone to build nine layers of soil, and it can be completed in six days." ”
After thanking the three veterans, they left in a hurry, not knowing where they went. Xuanqing was alone in the courtyard, and the two of us went over to accompany him, but the golden wound aura in his eyebrows was too terrifying, and he didn't dare to approach.
Xuan Qing saw that it was us, and said in a depressed mood: "I can't get through it!" He took out the ancient map from his bosom and handed it to me, saying: "When I was young, my parents left me to look for the ancient city, and I went for 20 years, and I haven't come back until now, if you find the ancient city, help me find it, if there are bones, I hope you can ......"
As he said this, his face distorted with pain, his eyebrows rumbled terrifyingly, and dozens of silent lightning bolts streaked across the sky. After a long time, he said: "If you find it, please help me bring it back, my father has six fingers on his left hand, and my mother wears a jade pendant with my name engraved on it." ”
I reached out to take it and take a look, but when I heard the words, I hurriedly shrank back and said, "We'll wait until you're healed, don't think about it now." ”
Xuan Qing smiled sadly, his eyes wandered, as if he remembered the past, and a few smiles appeared on his face. I think he must have remembered the faces of his parents when he was a child!
I just didn't think that there was such a story on him.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and put the map on the ground: "You take it, or you will be wiped out with me, and there will be no second map in the world, and you will never find the ancient city." ”
I didn't know what to say, so after hesitating, I took back the map and said, "I'm just keeping it for you temporarily, and we'll go together when the time comes!" ”
Xuanqing saw that I had taken the map, smiled slightly, closed his eyes and didn't speak, Dongzi and I sat opposite him to accompany him.
As time passed, the lead clouds in the sky covered the Baili Mountains around Wanling Peak, and the silent lightning pierced the ten-mile sky, getting closer and closer, and it felt like it would not be long before it fell.
And on the fourth day, Xuanqing's wound began to expand, and the golden blood inside was about to flow out. On this day, on the open space of several hundred meters opposite the gate, a platform of more than 20 meters high was erected, which was divided into nine layers.
It was also on this day that a hundred gold-armored warriors were summoned, and they sat around the bottom. At noon, many Taoist priests came from all directions, and all of them had elder-level strength, sitting on the second floor.
There are Taoist priests coming all day long, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger, like a pyramid constantly superimposed. Xuan Qing's master was also among them, sitting on the sixth floor with the nine old men.
The seventh floor is the three sect masters, and the eighth floor is still empty, I don't know who is here.
Only then did I understand how terrifying the Heavenly Tribulation was, and Xuanqing was related to the survival of the Daoist family for the entire Dao Sect.
On the fifth day, hundreds of Taoist disciples came one after another, no one spoke, all of them looked serious, as if they were facing a great enemy. Their strength was weak, and they only sat down around the base soil, forming a huge sea of people gossip array.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed that there would be so many Taoist priests in the land of China, among the high-rise buildings.
The First Sect of China has declined several times, but the power of unity is equally terrifying, and it is a real emaciated camel that is bigger than a horse.
And that day, the wound in Xuanqing's eyebrows roared continuously, as if the sea of stars was boiling, and the thunder and lightning in the sky did not stop, flashing one after another, as if they were about to tear the void. And at this moment, a light flashed in the lead cloud, and an old Taoist priest stepped into the air, his Taoist robe was tattered, and if he was hidden in the city, he would be a down-and-out beggar.
But he landed on the eighth floor of the platform, looked at the thunderclouds in the void, and raised his voice and said: "The survival of Taoism is only in the morning and night, and I especially want the eight Dharma Taoist friends to ask for help, and hope to give birth to help." ”
His voice was not loud, but it seemed to come out thousands of miles. And in the mountains of China's famous rivers, how many people are hidden?
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