The little Taoist priest has saved a lot of money over the years.

The ceremony was quite beautiful.

On that day, he put on his robe and performed the first ritual in his life.

He was still calm, and his face was calm, just because Master had said that Dharma matters should be serious.

The feng shui of the back mountain of Liuyunguan is not good, but the master said that he wants to bury himself there, because the master and ancestor are all there, so that he will not be lonely in the future.

The little Taoist priest recited the transcendent scriptures many times.

Many people came to the temple in the day, and they were all pilgrims who used to come and go.

When he saw Tong Zhizhao, the little Taoist priest knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Although Mr. Tong failed to save the master, he understood that this was an inviolable destiny, and Mr. Tong paid a particularly heavy price.

Tong Zhizhao had no choice but to sigh lightly and patted him on the shoulder.

Zao Wou-Ki also came.

He has some friendship with the Dao Chief, and now that the Dao Immortal has passed away, he should also come and see it.

He said to the little Taoist: "When I go back, I will ask people to rebuild a Flowing Cloud Temple, and then set up a better monument for your master." ”

The little Taoist priest paused, but shook his head and said: "Forget it, Master said that everything is simple, and he didn't let me move the things in it, saying that he wanted this place to be exactly the same as before, so as not to come back and not recognize this place." ”

Zhao Wuji was in a trance after hearing this, and asked, "How many uncles ......?"

"Hmm." The little Taoist priest nodded and said, "I heard from the master, the uncles went down the mountain very early, and I don't know where they are." ”

Zhao Wou-Ki said: "But remember the Taoist numbers of your uncles, I can help you find them." ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Changshan, Xuanshen, perilla ......"

Zao Wou-Ki wrote it down, then nodded and said, "I wrote it down." ”

He paused for a moment, then asked again, "What does the little path chief plan to do in the future?" ”

The little Taoist priest shook his head and said, "I, I don't know ......"

He wanted to stay in the temple, but the master told him to go down the mountain.

Zhao Wouji immediately said: "Why don't you follow me for the time being?" ”

Although the little Taoist priest didn't know who this Zhao Jushi was, he had seen some battles before, and he only knew that this person was extraordinary.

But if you think about it, forget it, it makes sense for Master to let him go down the mountain and think about it.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhao Wuji didn't say much, but said, "The little Taoist leader just thinks about it slowly." ”

"Hmm."

The trail leader kept vigil until the first seven.

There were many people who came and went to visit, but they never saw those uncles come back, and the master said that the uncles had great powers and would definitely come back, but the result was that no one could see them.

Until this night, a great monk came from outside the temple.

The little Taoist saw that the great monk was staying at the door, but he didn't enter the door for a long time.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The big monk's body looks a little bloated, but his face is old, with white eyebrows, not showing kindness, but looking at people who feel that this person is extremely fierce.

The head of the trail stepped forward, bowed, and said: "I have seen the master, and I am afraid that it is inconvenient to stay overnight......

The big monk with a fierce face shook his head and said, "The Taoist master misunderstood, the old monk is here to see the senior brother." ”

Xiaodao Chang was stunned, a little puzzled.

The big monk glanced at the little Taoist leader, but did not explain, only said: "The old monk will stand outside this temple for a while, and hope that the Taoist will allow it." ”

The Taoist chief opened his mouth, wanting to rush away, but after thinking about it, he allowed the monk to be at the door.

"Master, please."

As he spoke, the Taoist returned to the view.

After walking a few steps, he came to the tomb, reciting the transcendent scriptures in his mouth, accumulating blessings for the Master's next life.

"Won't ......"

It seems that suddenly, the little Taoist seems to understand something.

He suddenly got up and ran towards the view.

But the figure of the great monk was gone.

The trail leader shouted, "Master, master!" ”

But he didn't hear a response for a long time.

He had no choice but to chase him down the mountain, and although he did not know the direction, he just looked around as if he was trying his luck.

As if favored by fate, the little Taoist saw the slightly bloated monk on the official road.

"Master!!"

The great monk paused and turned his head.

Xiaodao Chang stepped forward, took a few big breaths, and hurriedly arched his hand: "I've seen Uncle Shi!" ”

A slight smile appeared on the face of the great monk, but he shook his head again and said: "I can't help it, I can't help it, I am a person who has abandoned the Tao, and I have no face to call me Uncle again, and the Taoist chief will call me to repent." ”

The Taoist chief paused and asked, "I don't know which master it is, I don't know if the master used to be called." ”

"Back then, I was ranked third, and Master named me Xuanshen."

The little Taoist suddenly realized that he really didn't guess wrong, this is really his uncle.

"Division...... Why didn't Master Confession go to see Master? ”

Regret shook his head, but said: "I kill indiscriminately, I have countless blood on my hands, I abandon the Tao and cultivate Buddhism, and I have no face to step into the meditation again, and I hope that the Taoist will understand." ”

After hearing this, the little Taoist chief felt bitter in his heart, and said, "Master, he often talks about you......"

Confession was in a trance.

The little Taoist said: "Compared with the two uncles and uncles of Changshan Shisu, the master is most worried about you, the master said that you have a bad fate, I am afraid that you have suffered a lot, and the master wants to see you when he leaves......"

Confession pursed her lips, shook her head and sighed.

"I follow the turbulence of the water and air, but I hear that the mountains and green water are bitter, it is difficult to harvest, it is difficult to collect......"

Confession laughed at himself and said, "I don't have the shame to see my senior brother again, come back, I should leave too." ”

With that, he walked away.

Xiao Dao Chang looked at it quietly, so he didn't say anything more when he turned it over.

He sighed, and under the darkness of the night, walked back to the Flowing Cloud Temple.

Only when he returned to the grave.

But suddenly I found that there were three more peaches in front of the grave, and a long sword, and the sword was inserted in the scabbard carved with gold lacquer.

"Who has been here?"

Xiaodao Chang was stunned, looking left and right, but he didn't see any movement, no figure.

He glanced at the peach in front of the grave, and then reached out and picked up the sword.

When he pulled out the sword, he saw a five-clawed golden dragon engraved on the sword body, and the word 'Xiao' was engraved on the side.

The trail chief was unclear in his heart, and he only felt in a trance.

This sword is not something that ordinary people can use, no one dares to engrave the five-clawed golden dragon in the sword, either this person is the emperor of the people, or this person is not afraid of death.

"But why is this sword ...... here?"

The little Taoist chief didn't understand, he looked at the master's grave, and said, "Master, how much are you hiding from your apprentices." ”

He was very curious about Master's life, and although he often asked people to inquire, he couldn't ask why.

"Who put it here......

The trail chief thought so.

But suddenly I remembered that I had two other uncles and uncles.

"Could it be two uncles and uncles?"

But he couldn't understand why his uncle refused to show up to see him.

Could it be that like the repentant uncle, what is there to hide?

These teachers and uncles seem to be very mysterious.