Under the candlelight, Guang Yuanzi, who had returned to the throne, turned pale, and a cloudy tear slowly slipped down from the corner of his eye.

"Thirty years of hard work...... One eastward!One east!!"

At the end, the tone was choked and sad.

The bitter face of Dao No. Qing Yuanzi was silent for a while, and the sorrow on his face increased by three points.

"Isn't that man a child, how did he end up in such a field?"

Guang Yuanzi smiled sadly, and his eyes showed deep hatred: "Have you ever seen a child who is studying Buddhism's mental method and martial arts at the same time?"

"Poor Dao really doubts, when did I offend Xiangguofu and tell me to come out of the shell to face such a person!"

"Hahaha...... Poor Dao is really ...... Moths to the fire and self-destruction!!"

Qing Yuanzi was stunned: "How can there be such a person? Buddhism and martial arts, this static movement, just like holding a knife in one hand and striking a wooden fish in the other, in the end it can only achieve nothing, how can it resist the ghosts that come out of the shell of us?"

"The shaft...... Martial arts skills are already first-class, and when they first saw me, they gave me a sword, and the Yin Soul was hurt a little, and then used the second sound of 'hum ha', which almost made me lose my soul!"

"Ho ho ...... Now that his soul is lacking, he has no hope of being promoted to a real person in this life, and his lifelong wish will be ruined!" Speaking of this, Guang Yuanzi's tears flowed down.

"I'm unwilling! I'm unwilling!!" he shouted with all his might: "Poor Dao was admitted to the hospital at the age of four, cultivated at the age of six, became a Taoist at the age of eight, became a Taoist priest at the age of twelve, and was promoted to a mage at the age of twenty!"

"Seeing that the real person is hopeful, at that time, my Daomen will be prosperous, not only will I overpower the Buddhism, even if it is the Great Wei court and the royal family, I can't do anything about it, and I can no longer wantonly suppress and humiliate, imprison and kill!"

"I hate !!!!! so much"

Qing Yuanzi listened silently, and his heart was also sad. This junior disciple of himself can be described as a natural Dao species, and the speed of promotion is unmatched for thousands of years.

If this continues, it is very possible to achieve the incomprehensible status of a real person within a decade or two.

I don't want to, ask the real people who have been diligently pursued by the ancestors of Tianguan for thousands of years and have not been seen for thousands of years, but they are actually bad in the hands of a child!

Now, it's all ruined!

Taoist, Taoist, and Master, these three positions are like the novices, monks and abbots of Buddhism, and the real people correspond to the same holy monks who have not seen them for thousands of years!

Compared with the holy monks, the miracle of the real person is no longer heard, and it is said by word of mouth in the Taoist sect that once the real person is achieved, he will no longer be afraid of the suppression of secular force!

The two sects of Taoism and Buddhism have different emphases in practice. No matter how a person in Buddhism practices, at most his physical body is solid and strong, but he has no ability to hurt others. And the Taoist is different, if it is a Taoist priest, it is just that, once he cultivates to become a mage, he will have the miracle of the ghost out of the shell, which is taboo for the superiors.

Although there are many restrictions, the Yin Spirit cannot harm anyone who has a little status in the court, and it is not even allowed to enter the house where the nobles live under orders. But nothing in the world is foolproof, and looking back at history, we can vaguely find many records of mages causing trouble.

Therefore, no matter which dynasty or generation, the restriction and suppression of Taoists are the most sparing. If it weren't for the fact that the Taoist was inseparable from the treatment of the epidemic, or some rare problems had to be dealt with by the mage, the Taoist would have been wiped out long ago under the heavy sword.

Up to the Son of Heaven, down to Baili Hou, the person in power is most afraid of a death, let you have a beauty like jade, the country is picturesque, once you die, there is only a piece of loess to accompany you, so no one dares to say that they or their descendants have not sought the Taoist time.

It is also for this reason that the Taoist has survived in the cracks, and the attitude of the court and the family has always been to use it and suppress it, and the bitterness and humiliation in the middle are needless to say.

The two of them were weeping, and suddenly Qing Yuanzi's face changed, as if he felt something, and stood up straight.

In the next moment, a figure pushed the door in, wrapped in the smell of wind, frost, rain and snow, and the will to move forward!

Zhang Yuan took off the hat, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone in the room.

"Who is the one who causes evil law to harm me?"

A cold wind blew in through the door, and the dim candlelight flickered and was almost extinguished.

Guang Yuanzi's body shrank for a while, and his face showed shock and hatred: "Why are you...... You still won't let me go?"

Obviously, the accident is very much, the two families are dozens of miles apart, and this son actually came after him at night?

Zhang Yuan's face was expressionless, and he slowly approached step by step.

"If I let you go, who will let me go?"

The slight footsteps on the floor of the hall were like the steps of death in Guangyuanzi's ears, heavy and intimidating.

The shadows on the ground were stretched out, covering the Taoists on the ground little by little......

Qing Yuanzi got up suddenly, hurriedly stopped in front of Guangyuanzi and said, "Slow, slow ......." ”

Zhang Yuan paused, "You want to stop me?"

Qing Yuanzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his old face was squeezed like a bitter melon, "This junior brother of Poor Dao has become a wasted person, and he will not be able to use mana from now on, and his lifespan will be greatly shortened, please respect the guest with benevolence and benevolence, let him go!"

Zhang Yuan was silent, and in the dim light, a pair of dark black eyes swept towards the old Taoist in front of him, and suddenly spoke: "You are also a mage who can come out of the shell of the Yin God, right?"

Qing Yuanzi's expression froze, "Poor Dao...... ”

"Daoist, you have different hearts!" Zhang Yuan's expression was dark, and he took another step forward, "The look on his face and the words of pleading for mercy are not from his heart at all. ”

"Do you want to lure me into letting my guard down, and then the ghost will come out of the shell and kill me in one fell swoop?"

The young man's indifferent words in front of him made Qing Yuanzi's body stiff, his mouth dry, and he couldn't spit out half a word anymore.

Suddenly, Qing Yuanzi's neck was cold......

"Daoist, you try. ”

Zhang Yuan's voice was like a sword in his hand, silent, colorless, cold and heartfelt, and the words fell into the heart of the bitter-faced Taoist: "Yin soul and sharp sword, which is faster?"

Under the reflection of the candlelight, the figures of the two were cast on the white wall on the side, only to see one person holding up his sword and wanting to stab, and the other person seemed to beg for mercy, but he would send a fierce blow at any time!

There was silence for a moment.

The figure on the white wall is also like an old mural that has lost its color, forever frozen in this scene.

Qing Yuanzi slowly lowered his hands, his back straightened, but there was also a trace of bitterness in his clear eyes.

"Running thousands of miles, unconsciously taking people's lives, the ghost is fast, close at hand, facing life and death, the sword is fast. ”

Qing Yuanzi sighed, knowing that he didn't even have a chance to fight for the last time, so he simply said calmly: "Young man, you are so skilled." ”

Zhang Yuan was unmoved, his face was still flat, the long sword in his hand did not relax in the slightest, and he looked at the other party indifferently.

Qing Yuanzi smiled slightly bitterly: "Young man, Poor Dao is very interested in knowing, how did you do it as a fellow practitioner of Buddhism and martial arts?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhang Yuan didn't mean to answer, he had to speak again: "If Poor Dao is willing to dedicate the method of Guanzhong cultivation, can you just let him go?

Martial arts, Taoism, and Buddhism three initiates, it seems that the future is extremely bright, it can't be said that it is really as the other party said, out of an unprecedented road, Zhang Yuan faintly moved, but for some reason, the killing intent of Guang Yuanzi in his heart has not decreased in the slightest, as if once he lets it go, it will sow endless troubles!

Guang Yuanzi...... Guang Yuanzi...... Where did you hear of this name......

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan's figure flickered, bypassing Qing Yuanzi, and the sword blade that jumped with cold light screamed with death, and in Guang Yuanzi's frightened and hideous gaze, it broke through the flesh of the throat and died!

"Ho...... Ho...... I...... In the end, Guang Yuanzi clutched his throat, a large stream of blood gushed out, he stretched out his palm to grasp the air, as if to grasp the lost vitality and future glory, and then his eyes bulged, and his body died!

"You!!" Qing Yuanzi didn't have time to stop it, and watched this happen.

Zhang Yuan withdrew his long sword, glanced at Qing Yuanzi, who was full of anger, and walked towards the door.

"I say, I ask for it!"

In the faint morning light on the horizon, a rooster crowed in the distance.