Is that so?

Why did Thirteen Lang abuse his teacher so hard?

What with what!

After a few turns in his mind, the black-faced god suddenly realized that he was dizzy by Thirteen Lang's words, and the topic was off the beaten track.

In the final analysis, Gu Xi's character is not important, and his temperament is not important, the important thing is that he is really not qualified, but in the mouth of Thirteen Lang, being honored is as easy as burning some paper money for the deceased, and he can send it out casually to comfort the souls of the dead.

This thought only flashed before he was left behind by the black-faced god, he knew that this young man, compared with his seemingly terrifying strength, that poisonous mouth could truly be called invincible in the world; not to mention himself, if he found all the people in the Taoist Academy who could speak well, he might not be able to gain the upper hand.

"Mr. doesn't know, this matter is too widely implicated"

"I know. ”

“”

The black-faced god wanted to say that he knew you were still messing around, but he temporarily changed his words when the words came to his lips.

"But it's not in order!"

"Rules are dead, and so are people. ”

Thirteen Lang didn't want to continue the discussion, and said with relief: "Don't worry, Meiyuan will definitely agree." ”

"Why?" the black-faced god was stunned again.

"Because the time has come for desperate efforts. Thirteen Lang looked up at the sky, squinting his eyes and looking at the east, looking a little stupid.

"It's dawn!" Xiao Budian cheered after the sleepy period

It did dawn.

The morning light gradually penetrated, the sky was slightly bright, and the Purple Cloud Dao Temple walked out of the darkness. The shape is slowly clear. Inside and outside the building, near the far end. The sparse voice crashed into the eardrum, and gradually the city became more powerful. The entrance of the temple. Diligent students came in a hurry, ready to start a new day of practice, and the forbidden building, as one of the fourth floors, would also usher in a new day of hustle and bustle.

Ziyun's cultivation mainly relies on himself, and the responsibility of the Taoist Academy is more to answer questions, even if he needs to perform the alchemy, there is rarely a situation of "staying overnight". Because of this, the morning is often the busiest time, and the students are quite concentrated.

The man guarding the gate changed. The rules for entering the Taoist Academy have not changed, and each student has his own means, and the access control flashes again and again, opening and closing, closing and opening, looking at it as if it is another world.

Compared to normal days, there seemed to be a lot of people coming today, and some students were reluctant to enter the door, stretching their necks to look around. or whispering with acquaintances, looking expectant. The students who entered the Taoist Academy didn't seem to be in a hurry to do their jobs, wandering in and out of the building until

"Senior brother!"

"Fairy!"

"Sir, huh?"

"Teacher!

Flying is not allowed in the Taoist courtyard. As he walked, he was greeted with four exclamations, five titles, and four expressions. Soon caused a gust of wind. Students and teachers who heard the sound poured in from all directions, but it was only lively for a moment. It quickly became silent.

Last night, the study building heard the shocking news, although there were very few people who knew that Thirteen Lang and Yelian had returned. The news swept through the purple clouds like a storm, and by the early hours of the morning, it had become known to everyone. If it weren't for the rules of the Taoist Academy, countless people would have flocked here, either to watch, or to get close, or simply to see the two legendary senior brothers with their own eyes.

Seeing it, the students were stunned, many of them were confused, some were panicked, and some were so angry that they wanted to make a move.

Nowadays, the Taoist Academy, including the teaching, knows a lot of Gu Xi and the black-faced god, and only a few have really seen Thirteen Lang and Yelian, people see such a scene, and then see Gu Xi's tragic death, how can they not understand that something is wrong.

The people in front of them were speechless, the people around them were at a loss, and more people shouted to each other in all directions, and soon became a dead silence with the former's imagination.

What's going on?

People gather more and more, their eyes become more and more dense, and their expressions are strange, but one thing is the same: don't let it!

Guxi's popularity is average in the end, no students cry bitterly, and no one opens their mouths to denounce them, everyone just doesn't give way, and waits for explanations to make enemies.

This is the Taoist Temple, one of the most special places in the world.

Not to mention Thirteen Lang and Yelian, because of the presence of the black-faced god, the students did not dare to move lightly for the time being, but everyone could see that if there was no explanation of this matter, no matter how powerful these people were, and what their identities were, they would not want to leave today.

Even one step.

In the center of hundreds of faces, Shisanlang stopped, his gaze swept wide, and soon found a few familiar faces in the crowd.

"Brother Xiao"

The crowd was two, and Jake stepped out of the crowd and clasped his fists in salute. After 20 years of separation in Lingnan, Jake finally advanced to Yuanying, and somehow returned to the Taoist Academy again to become a teacher.

He was not the only student who stayed in the hospital back then, and they all stood up to say hello to this long-lost "contemporary", and saw the black-faced god and the night lotus, and then turned their eyes back to Shisanlang.

One of them is more special, He asked Liu.

"What's going on?"

Unlike Jia Ke and others, He Wenliu has always had a bad personal relationship with Shisanlang, and his attitude when he speaks is naturally not harmonious. If he considered the incident in Lingnan, he had enough reasons to regard Shisanlang as an enemy, and it was not an ordinary hatred.

At this moment, He asked Liu's behavior He knelt down and kowtowed three times to Thirteen Lang before standing up and asking that sentence in a cold voice to give an explanation.

"It's Gushi who is bowing down. ”

When these words were spoken, everyone around them fell to their knees, followed by everyone.

Sitting in the forbidden building for hundreds of years, even if he commits a heinous crime, even if no one likes it, Gu Xi is still the teacher of everyone here, not just Thirteen Lang.

Compared with other sects, forces, and branches, the Purple Cloud Daoist Academy has the most peculiar rules: correcting mistakes and punishing rebellions, but they are not exempted from their duties. From the dean to the students, no matter what mistakes or crimes they have committed, the Taoist Academy always accepts that they are or have been members of the Taoist Academy. For example, even if a certain teacher, Venerable, or even the dean is counted, even if he is put on the hat of "rebellion", the Taoist Academy will not remove him from the history of the academy, but record it in its original form for future generations to be vigilant.

Not only that, but when the people of later generations see their spiritual position, they need to bow according to the etiquette of their ancestors, and this rule is not strictly enforced. Often superficial.

Ready-made examples, Thirteen Lang once fell into criticism. The danger has become a public enemy of spirituality, but his traces in the monastery will not be removed. Always documented.

The glory is left, and the stain is also left, this is the unique feature of the Purple Cloud Dao Academy, or it can be called the wind bone.

Thirteen Lang knew this rule, and he knew in his heart that He asked Liu to guess wrong, and many students misunderstood, thinking that Gu Xi was the cause

Thinking like this in his heart, Thirteen Lang looked at He Wenliu's gaze and felt a little cold.

"Deacon Ho Him"

"Brother He returned to repair the forbidden arts, and is now a member of the forbidden building. ”

Wherever it is. The rules will be chaotic under major events, and the words of the black-faced god were snatched away by Jack, but instead of being dissatisfied, he was a little grateful. At this moment, there was only one thought left in the black-faced god's mind, how to persuade and stop the thirteen langs from doing it, instead of appeasing these restless students.

"Such"

After listening to Jake's words, Thirteen Lang was somewhat surprised, calmed down and looked at He Wenliu again, and suddenly felt a lot of emotion.

Compared to that year. This classmate who has been fighting with Shisanlang for many years has changed so much that he is so big that he is almost unrecognizable except for the face that is still the same.

To put it simply, why don't you ask Liu Lao. It's calm, and there's a melancholy flavor. The high-spirited Lingnan No. 1 person disappeared without a trace, leaving behind exhaustion. There is also the unbearable feeling of perseverance and the feeling that it is about to reach its limit.

It's normal.

He Wenliu has a good background and good talent. The path can be called smooth, but the hardships, turmoil, and helplessness it encounters are no less than others. When he entered the Taoist Temple, he was a blow to the head. Then came the ten years of suffering, and the mental road can be described as difficult. In the same period, Jia Ke and the like are not enough, and Thirteen Lang is like a big mountain town overhead, which lasted for a hundred years!

With the development of major events, Thirteen Lang's prestige is rising, and He Wenliu has also asked himself countless times, desperate countless times, and persuaded himself countless times to see it, but he just can't do it.

Daoist practice, although He Wenliu has been suppressed by Thirteen Lang for ten years, after all, he can still see hope. He had pinned his hopes on the forbidden building to turn around, but failed, stepped on Sumeru and longed, but failed, looked forward to Dabi, but still failed, and the inner courtyard cultivation ushered in a turning point, and went to the outer land, He Wenliu dreamed of soaring into the sky again, and the result

To be fair, among the students who participated in the foreign conquest, He Wenliu's appearance was excellent. Countless births and deaths, how many bloody battles, scars all over his body like medals forever engraved, not so much that He Wenliu is to win glory for the Taoist Academy, but rather that he is competing in secret, desperately trying to prove that he is not worse than anyone.

Needless to say, compared to Thirteen Lang's dazzling brilliance, he was like a firefly next to Haoyue.

The distance widened step by step, until more than 20 years ago, there was a thunderclap in Lingnan, and He Wenliu lost the sect.

The initiator is Thirteen Lang again.

What else?

If you are an ordinary person, you have already lost all your thoughts by now, and I am afraid that I have gone crazy, so it is not easy for He Wenliu to be able to support it.

The most helpless thing is that even after so many things, knowing that the mountain is getting higher and higher, he still can't let go, no matter what.

That's the demon.

I haven't seen you for a hundred years, once you meet again, the truth of countless doubts in the past is in front of you, in front of Shisanlang, facing those calm and deep eyes like the sea, He Wenliu feels like an ant stared at by a dragon, naked like a baby from the inside out, and the anger, dissatisfaction, resentment, hatred, and fear in his heart are all seen through.

Weakness is not only strength, but also mind, ambition, and even courage.

As a monk, there is a special existence that aspires to defy the sky, and courage is the most fundamental thing. If you don't have talent, hard work can make up for it, if you lack the mind, you can improve by persistence, and if you have background, resources, opportunities, etc., you can all think about it, and if you lose your guts, you are doomed to sink.

"He saw, saw, saw"

Desperately reminding himself and warning himself that He Wenliu still couldn't control his mind, and in silence, shouting, and sinking, he suddenly saw Thirteen Lang speak.

"The host of the forbidden building was murdered, what do you want?"

(To be continued......)