Volume 4 Zhuolu World Chapter 420 Three Daoists
Four years ago, on the Lotus Peak of Wudang, the head of the Du family died violently, and the Du family plummeted.
In addition to Zhang Xingrui, the head of the Daomen Heavenly Master, there is also a lotus immortal Zhang Duan, who has lived in Lotus Peak for several years.
The first emperor collapsed, the crown prince ascended the throne, the Yuan Yongxi was changed, the new policy was promulgated, and the world ushered in a short period of tranquility and peace.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Luo Jingtang, a member of the Three Signs, stood at the foot of Wudang Mountain with a green bamboo pole, looking up at Wudang Mountain, which was soaring into the sky.
When the little Taoist priest beside him first came to Wudang, he was so happy in his heart that he couldn't help jumping up on the stone road.
"The Tao lasts forever."
Standing under the four-character plaque, Luo Jingtang stretched his waist, and after a while, a group of Wudang disciples walked down the mountain quickly, and under the leadership of Xiang Nanchuan, they walked quickly to the foot of the mountain.
is also a disciple of the Daomen, the Wudang disciple is a brand new Tsing Yi robe, and the robes on the two of them are tattered, and the little Taoist priest has long known how many hands of goods.
"Senior Brother Luo, it's really you, I haven't seen you for many years, but you're okay?" Seeing Luo Jingtang's Xiang Nanchuan was somewhat surprised, and there was even a sense of parting in his eyes that was difficult to detect.
The last time I came to Wudang was fifty years ago, Luo Jingtang at that time was not the sloppy appearance he is now, Luo Jingtang smiled at Xiang Nanchuan, showing a row of big yellow teeth, "Eat well, drink well, everything is good, hehe." ”
"Senior Brother......" Xiang Nanchuan smiled reluctantly and said, "Senior Brother is also a last resort......
"There is no need to mention the past."
Luo Jingtang interrupted Xiang Nanchuan's words and looked at the little Daotong beside him, who looked at the master and smiled stupidly.
Luo Jingtang also smiled and looked at Xiang Nanchuan, Xiang Nanchuan suddenly understood what Luo Jingtang meant, and nodded slightly, "In this case, then the senior brother will follow me up the mountain, the senior brother is waiting for you in the Zhenwu Palace." ”
The little Taoist priest followed behind the master, looking around curiously as he went up the mountain.
In Yangzhou, their Taoist temple is said to be a Taoist temple, but in fact it is just a small courtyard, Yangzhou science is prevalent, and the development of Taoism and other nine streams is very restricted.
Because their Taoist temple has no incense money, it has already been in tatters, and if it weren't for the master's hard work, I'm afraid it would have been abandoned long ago.
At the top of Wudang Mountain, the purple gas lingers, which is very different from the Qingyang View in Yangzhou.
In the True Martial Palace, Zhang Xingrui, who had long known that Luo Jingtang was coming, had been waiting for a long time.
When he came to the True Martial Palace, Xiang Nanchuan's expression became serious, and he raised his hand and said, "Go in, senior brother is waiting inside." ”
Luo Jingtang nodded, put Xiao Daotong's hand on Xiang Nanchuan's hand, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"In the future, you will follow you to Uncle Xiang, by the way, senior brother, this is the only seedling Li Xiguan of Qingyang Guan.
This kid is born with a yin and yang body, those old things in the yin and yang family have asked me a few times, and I am not willing to let him go, you can't let my little apprentice be wronged after I leave. ”
"Master, where are you going?" Xiaodao boy Li Xiguan looked at his sloppy master in puzzlement.
Luo Jingtang leaned over and smiled, "Where can Master go, of course I entered the True Martial Hall to see you Uncle Zhang." ”
"Shall we go then?" Li Xiguan asked with a glare.
Luo Jingtang looked at the three gilded characters of the True Martial Hall in front of him, and shook his head, "If you don't leave, Master will stay here." ”
Xiang Nanchuan pulled Li Xiguan to the big square next to him, and said as he walked, "Xiguan, let's not bother your master here, my uncle will take you to meet the other senior brothers and uncles." ”
Li Xiguan was taken away by Xiang Nanchuan, in front of the Zhenwu Palace, the thin Sanzheng Daoist looked at the back of the little Daotong, and a trace of tears silently flowed out of the corners of his eyes, entrusting the little Daotong to Wudang, and he was relieved.
Pushing open the gate of the Zhenwu Palace, in the huge Zhenwu Palace, Zhang Xingrui sat cross-legged on the futon alone, facing the gate, and the moment the sandalwood gate creaked open, the head of Wudang slowly raised his head.
Looking at each other, the three Daoists took out the broken Buddha dust, the expression on their faces was extremely serious, and even with a kind of determination that looked at death as home, "Senior brother, I'm back." ”
Zhang Xingrui nodded, breathed a long sigh of relief, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "Why did you look so sloppy." ”
When Luo Jingtang came to the True Martial Palace, it was as if he had returned to his own little broken view, and he directly lay sideways on the futon in front of him, stretching his waist.
"You're embarrassed to say that I dare to do such a thing as grafting the national fortune, do you really want this body and bones?"
"The poor body is mortal, not enough to worry about the teeth, the thousand-year-old foundation is related to the people of the world, which is more important and which is lighter, you can know it by comparison." Zhang Xingrui shook his head and said, his pale face was full of calmness.
"The fortunes of the country are declining, the dragon veins have been stolen, if it weren't for the fact that you forcibly changed the fortunes of the country twenty years ago, I am afraid that the current Dafeng has long been destroyed, senior brother, you have taken over the operation of the country to the five sons of the Ning family, why do you want to do it now? Could it be that you don't believe him? Luo Jingtang said with heavy eyebrows.
Zhang Xingrui, who had lived for more than a hundred years, slowly stretched out his hand, and the true air swirled upward, and a five-clawed golden dragon phantom was silently hovering in Zhang Xingrui's hand.
Luo Jingtang stared at the golden dragon and said in a deep voice, "This is not today. ”
In the next second, the golden dragon dissipated, turning into countless golden points of light, these golden points of light reunited in mid-air, and under the gaze of the two Dao Sect masters, they turned into three golden dragons and circled upward, and the three golden dragons were connected end to end, hovering in mid-air.
Luo Jingtang frowned, "When the three dragons gather, there will be a big disaster." ”
"Senior brother, now you understand why I'm looking for you." Retracting his true qi, the golden dragon disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Xingrui leaned over, his eyes full of tears.
Luo Jingtang got up and shook his head, sighing helplessly, "Isn't it just to help that kid of the Ning family renew his chance, what's so difficult about this, you must know that in terms of luck, senior brother, you have never won against me." ”
Yes, if it weren't for that, how could he, Zhang Xingrui, let Luo Jingtang come back.
"Senior brother, I'm really sorry......"
Luo Jingtang got up, he knew his ending long before he came to Wudang.
Twenty years ago, Zhang Xingrui used his fifty-year life to exchange Dafeng Guoyun to the Ning family.
coincided with the birth of Ning Xiaochuan, and the national fortune came to Ning Xiaochuan, who was still an infant, by chance, and these were not discovered until now.
And today, in order to continue Dafeng's national fortunes, Luo Jingtang made the same move as Zhang Xingrui back then, and exchanged life for Ning Xiaochuan for opportunities, which has allowed him to avoid the troubled times of the Three Dragons and open peace for Dafeng again.
Luo Jingtang got up, put his dust in front of Zhang Xingrui, and said with emotion, "I've been with me for most of my life, although it's broken, but I'm still reluctant."
Senior brother, for the sake of the common people in the world, you have sacrificed enough, let me come next, the Daomen of the world can do without me Luo Jingtang, but you can't do without you Zhang Xingrui. ”
Zhang Xingrui, who heard these words, had already tears in his eyes, and trembled and raised his palm, which was as old as a dead tree.
Luo Jingtang bowed slightly, turned around and walked towards the secret room behind the True Martial Palace, the stone door of the secret room made a buzzing sound.
Zhang Xingrui turned around with difficulty, and when he glanced over, he saw Luo Jingtang's eyes, clear and resolute.
The moment the stone door closed, a muffled sound came into the ears of the old master, Zhang Xingrui put down his raised right hand a little helplessly, staring at the tattered dust in front of him in a daze, is he selfish by doing this?
Is Luo Jingtang's choice right or wrong, will the world really return to unity and peace as he thinks?
The gate of the True Martial Palace, Luo Jingtang never came out after entering.
At sunset, at the door of the Zhenwu Palace, a little Taoist priest in tattered clothes sat alone on the stone pier at the door, clasped his right hand with his left hand, and looked up at the Zhenwu Hall around him from time to time, he had been waiting for most of the day, but he still did not wait for his master.
The Wudang disciples passed by the Zhenwu Palace, and when they looked at Li Xiguan who was wearing an old and broken Taoist robe at the entrance of the Zhenwu Palace, they all looked disdainful.
Some disciples even sneered as they walked, "Where did this come from called Huazi, thinking that he was a Wudang Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe?" It's ridiculous. ”
"That's right, I'm still sitting at the door of the True Martial Palace, and a few uncles don't say anything, if this kid spoils my luck in Wudang, then we will lose a lot."
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Similar words kept ringing in the ears of the little Taoist, and the little Taoist priest did not raise his head, turning a deaf ear to these unkind words and choices, and the grievances he and the master received in Yangzhou were no less than this.
Li Xiguan waited until sunset and the wind rose in the middle of the night.
The breeze blew and blew on the little Taoist's face, and Li Xiguan, who was dozing off, instantly became agitated, and immediately shouted, "Master......"
But there was only endless wind in response to him, and the loss and grievances instantly came to his heart, and Xiao Daotong couldn't help but bury his head and sob.
Why hasn't Master come out yet?
The sound of footsteps sounded, Xiao Daotong raised his head suddenly, and under the moonlight, he seemed to see his sloppy master again, but when he looked at it again, the figure in front of him changed to Xiang Nanchuan.
"Uncle Shi......" Xiao Xiguan stood up timidly, lowered his head with red eyes and muttered softly.
Xiang Nanchuan Lan looked at the True Martial Hall behind Li Xiguan, and sighed, "Go back and rest, your master won't come out tonight." ”
"Then when will my master come out?" Li Xiguan asked softly.
Xiang Nanchuan gently took Li Xiguan's hand and walked towards the main hall square, saying as he walked, "When the world is peaceful and the people live in peace, he will come out." ”
Li Xiguan Muran, who was halfway through, turned around, and at the door of the True Martial Palace, he seemed to see the figure of the master again.
Master said that he came to Wudang to do great things.
The world is peaceful, and the people's peaceful living is a major event in the sky......
Master, don't worry, the apprentice will always be waiting for you on Wudang Mountain, waiting for you at the gate of the Zhenwu Palace, and waiting for the day you come out, let's return to Yangzhou Qingyang Temple.
On the lotus peak, a young Taoist priest with a stubble on his face and a Taoist robe suddenly opened his eyes, and many lotus flowers in the lotus pond in front of him suddenly withered.
The young Taoist priest turned to look at the main peak of Wudang Mountain next to him, and silently lowered his head.