The three anti-kings of Jiangnan died by self-immolation, and the news spread quickly, and Luo Fuzi easily suppressed this rebellion almost without blood, and such a thunderous method made the originally restless world quiet down in an instant.

The success of the two successive repressions in the north and south of the Yangtze River re-established the prestige of the imperial court, so that those with ulterior motives had to restrain their ambitions, and the imperial court proved that they did not decline because of the change of the throne, but could be said to be stronger.

In addition to the great victory, the army that suppressed Jiangnan naturally had to quickly withdraw to Beijing in accordance with the rules, but this time, Luo Fuzi, who was a strategist with the army, unexpectedly chose to stay here for a while.

An unexpected guest came to his door, and the person who came was the host of Southern Shaolin, the abbot of Lingkong.

"I haven't seen him for many years, but the master's demeanor is still the same, and the old man is polite." The abbot of the spiritual sky came alone, and there was some tiredness between his eyebrows.

"The master has an overreputation, the old man is already an ancient age, where is the demeanor of his youth," Luo Fuzi shook his head, and then asked: "Master Lingkong has come from afar, what do you have to say?" ”

The abbot of Lingkong did not answer in a hurry, but sat down on the ground like an old master, this is the former site of Jiangnan Academy, because of the things of the year, it has been abandoned for a long time, and there was originally an old servant who would come to clean it, but not long after last year, he was nowhere to be found.

The two of them were now sitting under an old locust tree, and in winter, there was no green in sight on the tree, and there were dead leaves under their feet, and the old master reached out and pinched it gently, and it was broken into several pieces.

"Half a month ago, Senior Brother Lingxu came to visit the old man." The abbot of the spiritual sky said.

Luo Fuzi sighed lightly: "The dispute between the families, Northern Shaolin is also involved, although it will not be dusty in the mountain gate, but it is also a broken muscle, Lingxu Master, it is reasonable to be unwilling." ”

"That's not the case," the abbot of Lingkong shook his head and said: "Senior brother, his Buddhism is profound, and his thoughts are very different from those of ordinary people such as me. ”

Luo Fuzi's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Is there such a thing?" ”

The abbot of Lingkong sighed and said: "Before the masters of the family besieged the North Shaolin Mountain Gate, Senior Brother Lingzhu passed away in the temple, if he was still alive, the situation would not have reached such a point." ”

"In this way, the abbot of the Lingkong thinks that someone from the Freedom Sect killed the Lingzhu master?" Luo Fuzi thought for a while and asked, "This matter is all the abbot's speculation, can there be empirical evidence?" ”

"Senior Brother Lingzhu's martial arts are strong, and the place where he passed away has left a deep sword mark," Lingkong Abbot's eyes were deep, and he said: "Now that the two Wudang immortals have passed away, and the predecessors of Emei Kunlun have also passed away early, there is only one person left in the world who can use such a sword technique." ”

Luo Fuzi raised his eyes and looked at Lingkong for a long time, and then said: "Taixuan, this person, acting treacherous, the old man never understood what he thinks, but he has never had any holiday with Shaolin, why do you choose to start at this time?" ”

"Everything Taixuan does is in accordance with the way of heaven, not only Senior Brother Lingzhu, but even Lao Wei has almost become a dead soul under his sword." The abbot of the spiritual sky said.

"Heavenly Dao? Ridiculous," Luo Fuzi frowned and said: "He is just a mountain and wild villager, how dare he talk about the way of heaven." ”

The abbot of Lingkong smiled and said, "The master is a scholar of heaven and man, so naturally he doesn't look down on the Taoist system of the Carefree School. ”

As he spoke, he sighed again: "I'm afraid this is the reason why Bei Yingzi calculated everyone back then, but he skipped the master." ”

Hearing this name, Luo Fuzi's face gradually sank, and he said coldly: "The disciple who confuses the lord with evil words, I hate that the old man didn't notice it back then, so that he aroused His Majesty's curiosity about the immortal path of immortality, otherwise how could there be these rights and wrongs today!" ”

The abbot of Lingkong shook his head and said: "This person is indeed a genius in the world, and the method of immortality recorded on the stone outside the sky, I think he really broke it, otherwise he would not have caused death in the end." ”

Luo Fuzi said lightly: "The cycle of life and death, the avenue of yin and yang, there is absolutely no one in the world who lives in chaos and immortality, the so-called immortality is just a false statement." ”

The abbot of Lingkong said helplessly: "The master can see through, but there are many ordinary people in the world, although the old man reads Buddhism, but he is not exempt from vulgarity. The old man didn't dare to believe it. ”

Luo Fuzi snorted coldly, and the abbot of Lingkong smiled bitterly: "Bei Yingzi may have seen that he would not die well in the future, so he handed over the method of mutilation to the emperor, but he told us the complete method of immortality very viciously. ”

Luo Fuzi looked at him with a mocking face: "So, Taixuan is going to follow the 'Heavenly Dao' in your mouth and kill all of you who are vainly trying to live forever?" ”

"Exactly." The abbot of Lingkong had a bitter look on his face, and he sighed: "I don't know what Taixuan thinks, but none of us old guys can escape. ”

The old master said lightly: "It's ridiculous, immortality is nonsense, why do you need to be mediocre." ”

The abbot of Lingkong raised his head to look at the sky, and said abruptly: "The old man practiced martial arts, but in ten years, he has become a master in the world, and then he has been in the rivers and lakes for several years, I thought that I would be able to move forward in the martial arts, who can know, it turns out that we have such a big mountain above our heads." ”

Luo Fuzi was silent, and after a while, he only heard the abbot of Lingkong say: "The old man is not reconciled. ”

The old monk raised his head, his eyes full of pity: "The old man's martial arts have not yet come to an end, but he has not advanced an inch for decades, just because the way of heaven does not allow it. The old man was unwilling. ”

"Even if what you said is true, such an illusory theory as immortality, are you really willing to try?" Luo Fuzi said in a deep voice.

"What if you don't believe?" The abbot of Lingkong laughed miserably: "Could it be that the predecessors left the inheritance just to trick me and wait?" The old man didn't believe it, and neither did the others. ”

Luo Fuzi looked at him fixedly, and then said: "Since the abbot has made up his mind, why bother to look for the old man again, if you can survive the Taixuan, you can go and find your immortal martial arts." ”

"It's a pity that the old man can't wait."

The abbot of Lingkong's eyes were full of desolation, and he only heard him say: "The law of immortality does exist, and the Northern Immortal Son knows everything from the stone outside the sky, this is the will of heaven, but the hateful Taixuan boasts of obeying the way of heaven, and he does not allow us to explore the avenue, and he has no choice but to make this decision." ”

After that, the abbot of Lingkong got up slowly, and a stream of true qi in his body surged up, so that his monk's robe was windless and automatic, and Luo Fuzi also got up and looked at the other party coldly: "Abbot Lingkong, want to take the life of the old man?" ”

"Amitabha," the abbot of Lingkong clasped his hands together and said with a sad gaze: "It's hateful that Taixuan obstruction, it is impossible for us to spy on the way of heaven with our own people, so only those who hope in the destiny of heaven. When the old man dies, he will inevitably fall into the Infernal Hell and will not be able to be reborn, even so—"

Luo Fuzi's face finally changed, and for the first time, there was murderous intent in his awe-inspiring eyes: "It turns out that you are eyeing His Royal Highness Taisun." ”

(End of chapter)