Ah Bi was also helpless, sighing and shaking his head.

Nan Zhao knew that it was impossible to see Shen Ruguo again, so he withdrew his gaze, turned his horse's head, and ran in the direction of leaving the city.

It was still early, and she had to try to get back to Qingyunguan before dark.

Along the way, she was very confused, and she only hoped that the letter was written by someone else, and when she returned to Qingyunguan, the master would still be alive and well.

Qingyun Mountain is very high, up the mountain, the mountain road is rugged, some roads are next to the cliff, below is the abyss, the snow under the mountain has melted, but the mountain is cold, the snow is still there, the horse can not ride, she leads the horse to walk slowly.

"Hey, little Taoist!" When she heard someone calling her from behind, she stopped and saw a group of people coming from behind, also leading their horses, and they were covered with a lot of snow.

Qingyun Guan Dao is famous, and there are Taoists who ask the Tao every day to go up the mountain, and Nanzhao is not unusual.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

One of these men stepped forward and asked in a casual tone, "Are you a Taoist priest on the mountain?" ”

Nan Zhao nodded, he was wearing the robe of Qingyunguan, it couldn't be more obvious!

The man asked, "The way up to your temple is too difficult, how long will it take to get there?" ”

The other party's tone was not very kind, judging from the shape and pace of these people, they were all practicing families, not quite like people who were going up the mountain to ask.

Nan Zhao still replied in a light tone: "Let's go up for half an hour!" ”

After saying that, she had no intention of staying, and was bent on rushing back.

But the man shouted from behind: "Hey, I haven't finished asking yet, stop!" ”

Nan Zhao had no patience to deal with such an angry person, she pretended not to hear, and led the horse to continue walking!

Unexpectedly, the man didn't stop catching up, grabbed the sleeve of her robe, and said in a tone of lesson: "Okay, you little Taoist priest, you have no one in your eyes, and you know the ...... behind."

"Dragonhunting!" But there was another boy from behind, and when the big man heard it, his arrogance also subsided.

Nan Zhao glanced back curiously, only to see the source of the voice.

That's also a young son, just now he stood behind the people, it was difficult to be found, now look closely, everyone else has a resolute complexion, dark complexion, only this son has a white jade face, handsome facial features, and a rare luxury in his eyes.

Come to think of it, where did the nobles come from, these around him are all his entourage!

The noble prince soon came up to him, and said to his people, "Don't be unreasonable to this little master!" ”

Xunlong let go of Nan Zhao's clothes, and replied in an unwilling whisper: "It's obvious that he was unreasonable first!" ”

Here, the noble prince apologized and said to Nan Zhao: "My brother is used to being a child, and he has offended a lot, so this little Taoist chief should not be like him." ”

Nan Zhao patted his sleeve and replied indifferently: "It's okay, there are still important things to do in the poor road, I have to hurry back and say goodbye!" ”

"Wait!" The noble prince spoke again and asked, "I want to ask the little Taoist chief for a person!" ”

Ask people?

Nan Zhao looked back and saw that the other party was polite and much better than his entourage, so he replied, "Who is it?" ”

The noble prince asked: "Qingyunzi, the master of Qingyun Guanguan, sixteen years ago, he accepted a closed disciple, do you know this person?" ”

Nan Zhao looked at these people again, shook his head and replied, "I don't know, there is no such person at all." ”

"No?" The dragon said he didn't believe it.

"Nope!" After Nan Zhao answered firmly, he led the horse and quickened his pace, for fear of being caught up by the people behind.

She didn't know these people, but these people were all outsiders, with accents like those from Taizhou, and she still had palpitations when she thought of the people who came to arrest her last time, so she lied to them that there was no such person.

A few days ago, I came down from the mountain, and this time I came back, it was as if years had passed.

Nan Zhao tied the horse under the cedar tree in front of the view, and the two white lanterns hanging on the gate were very conspicuous.

Seeing this, her heart tightened, ran into the Qingyun Temple, this view has three halls and five courtyards, the largest Sanqing Palace, enshrined in the statue of Taishang Laojun, in the past, she recited the scriptures here every day and morning class, even if everyone is all working, there will be the brothers and sisters on duty in the hall waiting here, but today, it is empty.

She hadn't seen anyone on the way in just now.

After passing through the Sanqing Courtyard, you will come to the Baiyun Palace, where the plain is for the Taoist to rest, the stone table and stone pedals, and there is a huge jujube tree in the courtyard.

The group that had just gone up the mountain not long after Nan Zhao also entered the Qingyun Temple, and called Xunlong to whisper to his son: "Master, I heard that the Eight Great Masters and the Twelve Dao Immortals are here, this Qingyun Temple should be very lively today, right?" ”

Qingyunguan has produced a lot of capable people in the past dynasties, in this area, the name of the Tao is far and wide, Qingyunzi is a high road with great influence here, and enjoys the state funeral ceremony after death, so as soon as the news spreads, in addition to believers coming, there are many local dignitaries and nobles, but the most, is the eight views and twelve immortals of this door.

Here, the noble son did not answer, and his gentle and indisputable appearance was a bit like a born cultivator.

Soon, they came to the Sanqing Courtyard, where the Qingyun audience was wearing a cannon and a white strip tied to their heads, standing neatly in the courtyard, chanting the Yuhua Sutra, and in the center of the courtyard, there was a black coffin.

Xunlong asked: "Master, that black coffin looks very strange, is there anything to say?" ”

"The black octagonal coffin, that is the coffin that the Qingyun Guan of the past dynasties is qualified to use, it is rumored that the eight corners are the eight palaces of the yin and yang gossip, and the eight palaces of the buried people gather together, so that they can ...... the Tao."

At this point, he stood on a high place and saw a thin figure walk in.

"Master, it's the little Taoist priest I met on the road just now!"

Gui Gongzi's eyes followed Nan Zhao's figure to the coffin, and said with a slight smile: "What he just led is a horse worth thousands of miles, do you really think that he is just a little Taoist priest of this Qingyun Temple?" ”

Xunlong couldn't help but show admiration and asked, "But he is only a teenager, how can he have such a valuable horse?" ”

"Shhhhhh

When the little Taoist priest stepped into the courtyard gate, the people around her found her, and the senior brother who saw her first changed his face and reminded everyone: "She's back!" ”

Nan Zhao naturally heard this, and she looked at the eyes of the brothers who used to get along with her day and night so tabooly, and her heart was very heavy.

"My master, he ......" she just spoke, and a goatee old man came out in front of her, this person was her uncle Qingyangzi.

"Evil obstacles! How dare you come back! ”

Nan Zhao stiffened and replied in a low voice: "I received a letter from a senior brother who sent me down the mountain, and I rushed to ...... immediately."

Qingyangzi completely ignored what she was saying, and pointed at her angrily: "Take down this rebel who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors!" ”