Quanzhen Teaching.

It is the sect founded by Wang Chongyang in the past to resist Jin, and then he was disheartened, and it is the first Taoist orthodoxy in the Central Plains, Sanqing Palace, which was originally used as the main hall dedicated to the statue of Sanqing, is a serious and solemn hall.

At this time, it was reduced to a Shura field, the tragedy was no less than the battle on the battlefield, first the Mongols came to attack, and then Dongzhang and his party set foot, the purpose of the two sides was not the same, but the means were unusually acquainted.

Looking at the Quanzhen disciples who had died tragically in the hall, Ma Yu sighed deeply, glanced at Qiu Chuji and the others, and then followed the black-clothed young man with steps.

"We'll go with you, but we need to let me go."

"Uncle Shi! Never! We would rather die than succumb to such demons! ”

Ma Yu's decision immediately aroused the anger of all the Taoist priests in Quanzhen, and they all raised their swords in front of the six sons and stared at the back of the disposed person who had already walked to the temple gate, with a trace of resentment in their eyes.

The wind passed, stopped, Dongzhang stopped behind the temple gate, did not look back, and the voice came into the hall steadily: "That's nature."

After saying that, he was silent for a long time, looked up at the quaint plaque on the door, and said: "The enthusiasm is indeed very admirable, until the beginning of Wang Chongyang's establishment of Quanzhen, you have been sitting on the reputation of the world's number one sect for decades, with the best resources, the best martial arts environment, and the best talent reserves, it stands to reason that you should be the most powerful sect institution in the world." ”

"But why did you get to this point? In this cruel world of cannibalism, is hot blood useful? As soon as Wang Chongyang died, your Quanzhen Sect seemed to be growing stronger and stronger, but in fact, it was declining, and one generation was not as good as the next, you have been complaining about this world, but you don't have the courage to get out of this place. ”

Dongzhang's words obviously made all the true Daoists fall into deep thought, and all the Taoist priests were savoring the meaning of this man's words, and for a while, no one spoke again, and all of them fell silent.

"Now Mongolia is powerful, even if I don't come today, it won't be long before you will fall apart, without the protection of the six sons of Quanzhen, what are you left with?"

Dongzhang didn't say anything more, and walked outside the hall with steps.

"Let's go."

The human cook, Han Wujian, Baicao Immortal, and the Holy Cause Master, plus the Yanbo Diaosuo, who had been silent, immediately followed the footsteps when they heard the words, and at this time, Huang Jia, who seemed to have been forgotten, rolled his big eyes around, looking at the tall figure that had disappeared behind the temple gate, and moved quietly to the back, like a little white rabbit probing his brain.

"Go any further, and I'll break your legs."

Huang Jia originally thought that no one was paying attention at all, and they were about to slip to the back door, but the damn voice came in from outside the hall at the most critical moment, and immediately attracted the attention of the Quanzhen Dao, and with a swoop, they all turned their heads to look at Huang Jia, who was still walking backwards with one foot.

With an embarrassed smile, Huang Jiaqiang endured the unhappiness in his heart, and smiled dryly outside the door: "Big brother, you think too much, little sister just to see if you have anything left, come here and come."

Shaking his little head in annoyance, Huang Jia reluctantly walked to the door of the palace, and muttered quietly as he walked: "Hateful bastard"

Seeing this, the six sons of Quanzhen didn't say anything, and several people looked at each other and immediately said to the Taoist priests: "Wait for the return of the master, don't act rashly." ”

Saying that, Qiu Chuji glanced at the Taoist priest holding the Dongzhang note: "In the days when we are away, we must find Master Zhou and Lu Guzhan to find out why this person came to the door." ”

"Yes!"

After a few people finished speaking, they didn't say much, and they caught up with Dongzhang outside the door, and soon overtook Huang Jia, who deliberately slowed down and swayed.

"If you grind again, believe it or not, I'll whip you now"

"Come on, come on, really, old mother."

Huang Jiake didn't dare to say the latter sentence out loud, and immediately trotted towards Dongzhang who was walking in the corridor.

The Taoist priests looked at Quanzhen Liuzi with such eyes, and followed Dongzhang and his party until the team disappeared between the mountain gates.

Outside the gate of Chongyang Palace, Huang Jia quickly chased after Dongzhang, who was walking in the forefront, knocked his arm slightly against the former, and teased: "Big brother, you were murderous just now."

What she said was naturally what Dongzhang said in the Quanzhen Sect just now, Dongzhang didn't respond when he heard this, but glanced at this strange county lord who was familiar with him, and said with a smile: "When everything that can be lost is lost, people will almost grow up."

"You want to try it too?"

"No, no, no, no, you better find someone else, I'm still young, and I haven't married yet."

When Huang Jia heard this, he immediately shook his head into a rattle, and waved his hand again and again.

"Huh"

I don't know why, Huang Jia is a little afraid of the cook, Han Wujian and a few people, it is because Dongzhang is clinging to Dongzhang's side wherever she goes, as if she will be eaten alive by Han Wujian who has always had bad intentions behind her, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Dongzhang also ignored her, what is the love, don't make a stumbling block.

Just as the group of people crossed the courtyard wall, a Taoist priest suddenly popped out of the bamboo forest, and his behavior was panicked, it was Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of the king's place.

I saw him walk quickly to Huang Jia, first peeked at the expressionless Dongzhang, and then bowed and said, "County Lord, the matter of the poor road"

There are not many words, and the point is stopped, this person is really a little crazy in order to become the position of the Quanzhen Sect, and at this time, he did not forget to remind Huang Jia that he only said that he was just an insignificant little Taoist, and Dongzhang should not be embarrassed by him.

Fancai Pei Bin didn't take him with him when he led people out, he sneaked out of Chongyang Palace, and kept lurking beside the road, until he saw Huang Jia come out, and he unconsciously turned over a lot of thoughts in his heart, a few days ago, he mentioned this matter many times in front of Kublai Khan, but Kublai Khan kept playing sloppy with him, obviously not planning to support him to become the head of the Quanzhen Sect.

And finally waited for someone who was willing to support him to take the position, how could he let go of this opportunity? After weighing it repeatedly, he still mustered up the courage to run to Huang Jia to remind the latter, after all, there would be no store in this village, and it can be said that he was confused by interests and power.

"It's Daochang Zhao, what you said! It's true to be in charge, isn't it?"

Glancing at the six sons of Quan Zhen behind him, whose face was particularly ugly, Huang Jia deliberately raised his voice and replied.

"Shh

Zhao Zhijing, who was stunned by Qiu Chuji, immediately shrank his head and said anxiously.

"Evil obstacles! How dare you show up!? ”

As soon as Wang Chu saw this big disciple, he was angry, and he immediately stepped forward to clean up the portal.

"The county lord save me!"

Seeing this, no one stopped the five sons of Quanzhen, and they were very angry at this traitor who had forgotten his ancestors.

Zhao Zhijing had no choice but to run to Huang Jia's side to seek refuge, and was about to hold Huang Jia's arm, but the latter turned away in disgust and leaned towards Dongzhang's side, and was about to speak, when a cold light suddenly flashed behind him.

A long sword silently pierced through Zhao Zhijing's chest and abdomen.

"Uh-uh."

Looking back in disbelief, Zhao Zhijing saw a pair of indifferent eyes staring at him coldly.

"Get out of the way"

The person who made the move was the Holy Cause Master, who had always been silent and silent.

"Hehehehe."

Dongzhang didn't even look back, his footsteps didn't pause, and he continued to walk down the mountain, and the people and cooks laughed twice, followed behind Dongzhang, and didn't even look at Zhao Zhijing.

Huang Jia was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Zhijing, who was lying in a pool of blood and convulsed, and then caught up with Dongzhang in front.

Only the six sons of Quanzhen stood in place with complicated expressions and looked at the painful Zhao Zhijing.

"Alas, evil obstacles, why are you doing this?"

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Zhijing, who was still breathless, what kind of good people can Dongzhang have? Whoever is bad must stand in front of them and say something, haven't you seen the dead corpses all over the ground in the Sanqing Palace, and you don't have a long memory.

Finally, after glancing at this rebellious third-generation disciple, the sixth son of Quan Zhen didn't say anything more and turned his head to keep up with Dongzhang's footsteps.

At a corner in the hinterland of Zhongnan Mountain, four people carried a soft sedan chair and stopped on the road, and when they saw Dongzhang and his party coming slowly, the four sedan chair men immediately bent down and saluted: "Master." ”

"Hmm."

The young man in white on the sedan chair saw the person coming, and suddenly raised his upper body and grinned: "It's done?" ”

Glancing at each other, Dongzhang reached out and took the wine jug thrown by the other party.

"That's it."

(End of chapter)