Chu Xiangsheng gently pulled the big yellow umbrella in his hand at this time, looking at the Lingshan Dao people with a little vigilance, he didn't know if the Ling Shan Dao people knew about the existence of this big yellow umbrella.

However, Ling Shan Daoren had already observed himself and Ye San when he just woke up, and at that time, he glanced at the objects in the hands of the two, but he was a little surprised by Ye San's little snow sword, and he didn't react much to Chu Xiangsheng. So even if he had dealt with Array Fu Mountain back then, he probably didn't know that Array Fu Mountain had the treasure of the Big Yellow Umbrella.

Chu Xiangsheng bowed his head slightly, his hands sweating slightly.

Ye San's knife-like gaze stared at the withered Daoist, she was thinking about something.

Array Fu Mountain was the second sect in Daqing Country back then, and it was the leader of the decent sect, although it was finally broken and died, Ye San always understood the way of the monks on that mountain, and the aura of their sword cultivation was pure and extremely righteous way, and the people on the mountain naturally corrected the way of the virtuous. The Array Fu Mountain has always been led by the elimination of demons, and its attitude in Daqing has always been extremely strong.

But after all, they did not believe in the current Daomen under Chutian, and in the end, the various factions took this opportunity to attack in groups, and the sect finally perished in the night of Chutian.

At that time, except for the most hidden mountain gate in Daqing Kingdom, which was the first at that time and is still the first now, Songshan, after those mountain attacking sects searched for the goods, no one went to clean up the mountain gate of the Array Fu Mountain afterwards.

Otherwise, the Forbidden Mountain must be a realm of bones and wreckage at this time.

Ye San retracted her gaze and looked at the skeletons of the surrounding beings, she asked directly to the point: "This is the place where the demons are buried in the Array Fu Mountain, so ...... Did the seniors really fall into the devil?"

Lingshan Daoist was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Have you ever heard that I stepped on the Chu Breaking Demon Gate in Vietnam with a sword to kill demons and cultivate demons, but have you ever heard that I practiced the way of the Demon Sect and killed all beings under Chu Tian?"

Ye San was silent, and then replied: "No." ”

Lingshan Daoist looked at Ye San with a withered gaze, his face wrinkled into a piece of hemp paper, and he asked, "In the end, the destruction of the Fu Mountain was because of the rebellion against the Chu Heavenly Dao Gate, and it would eventually be no different from the method of the Demon Sect's Heart Dao, and he was convicted of being a different kind of Demon Dao before he was removed from the cultivation world, right?"

Ye San said, "Yes. ”

Then she frowned slightly and said, "But the sin is not true, after all, they are only in such a situation because they are not Chu Tian's believers." Everyone in the world knows that Chu Tian has mercy and mercy to the world, but why do you want to force the Formation Fu Mountain, which is also compassionate and friendly to the world, to the end of his life?"

Chu Xiangsheng looked at Ye San, and a different light flashed in his eyes.

Lingshan Daoist shook his head and said: "You are not from Daqing, although you practice swordsmanship, but you promote Buddhism more in the Western Regions and Western Shu, naturally I don't know how high this heaven is, and how loyal and powerful its followers are." ”

"It is not a sin not to believe in Chutian, but to despise Chutian is a great sin of rebellion, and the gods of heaven will eventually punish such beings and order them to escape into reincarnation and think about their sins, which is the punishment. ”

Ye Sanjian's aura was slightly dispersed, and he bowed his head and was silent.

Chu Xiangsheng looked up at the sky that was still cloudy under the light of the Secret Realm Daylight Fu, and he suddenly asked, "But why should we believe him?"

Lingshan Daoist looked at Chu Xiangsheng, and his gaze suddenly became slightly cold: "Since the destruction of the Great Chu Kingdom, the people and the monarchs, the cultivators and the sects, what they believe in has always been this heaven. ”

His hoarse voice also became slightly cold: "Little baby, you are guilty of asking this." Why don't you respect God?"

Chu Xiangsheng's eyes were dark and shining, and he still asked, "Why do you want to respect?"

Lingshan Daoist stared at Chu Xiangsheng with a gaze like a sword.

Ye San still didn't know if this Lingshan Daoist was a real Daoist or not, and whether he had fallen into the devil or not, but when he thought of the past events back then, and the look of the withered Daoist she saw at this time, the doubts in his heart disappeared a little.

At that time, Lingshan Dao people had a very good reputation in the world, and he was a saint who wielded a sword to eliminate demons.

Ye San is not a cultivator of Daqing Kingdom, he is not so in awe of the so-called Chutian, and he is not so eager for Taoism, but he is also for Buddhism.

She only believes in herself, just like having a sword in her hand, no matter where others in the world are, the sword comes and goes, and the evil demon can also kill it.

But she believed that if the cultivation of the Lingshan Dao people was still there at this time, Chu Xiangsheng might be a dead person, because the Ling Shan Dao people seemed to be one of the most loyal guardians of the Chu Tian Dao Sect.

She knew that in addition to those righteous sects in Songshan, the fanaticism of Chutian in Daqing and Southern Chu was supported by his life.

Lingshan Daoist retracted his gaze, and the righteous qi of Xu Haoran drifted slightly, and finally calmed down.

He just sighed in the end.

He doesn't talk about the topic anymore.

Lingshan Daoist pulled the iron chain on his body, and his hoarse voice sounded along the bone mountain, and he suddenly said, "I'm about to die." ”

Ye San looked at the withered Lingshan Daoist and was silent.

Chu Xiangsheng said in his heart, then you should die quickly.

"There are many bitter tastes in the world. There are always regrets in the world, and of course I am too. Ling Shan Daoren's sparse eyebrows were lowered, just like a centenarian in the world who knew that the end was approaching, recalling everything about his past.

He looked at the young generation of the two cultivators today, the young man he had met for the first time in hundreds of years of sleep and awakening, not the person who had imprisoned him in the Formation Fu Mountain, and he felt a little compelled to say something.

His hoarse voice was like a grinding stone, and he asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

Ye San was thinking about what to do about that book at the moment.

When she heard Ling Shan Daoren's words, her slender eyelashes blinked. Although she is the proudest girl in the Great Qingzong and thinks that this world is very boring, she is always a little interested in this legendary senior, because these things will always have descriptions of cultivation.

She wanted to break through as quickly as she could, just as she wanted to find the book as quickly as possible.

Of course, Chu Xiangsheng didn't want to listen to what bullshit stories this old and boring Taoist told.

Because he has always felt that this world is boring, listening to some boring stories and not being able to grow his cultivation to break through to nothing, he doesn't quite believe in the words of this withered Taoist person, even if he used to be a saint and legend of Daqing Kingdom, but what does this have to do with him?

And he knew that the people detained in Array Fu Mountain certainly had the reasons for their detention.

He has always firmly believed that the Tao cultivated by the Formation Fu Mountain is definitely not the selfish and hypocritical justice of the Daomen Palace, nor is it the indifference of Songshan without fighting with the world.

Even if the next story of Lingshan Daoren may be very magnificent, Chu Xiangsheng will not believe too much in the content, even if the content of those stories has been circulated in the world for a long time.

He looked at Ye San, looked at the girl and nodded silently, and felt that this proud little girl was really a little boring.

Lingshan Daoist raised his thin hand, the heavy iron chain shook slightly, and he began to recall the history of the dusty mainland, the stories about his life.