Chapter 242: The True Legend of Dao Ancestors
On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, Qingyang Mountain.
The green mountains are chic, the mountains are warm and the flowers are thick, the Funiu Mountains are connected with the mountains, climb the east to look east, the negative mountains are surrounded by water, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
In this infinitely beautiful scenery, there is a group of fierce gods and evil people, who are climbing this Qingyang Mountain along the steps.
The first middle-aged Taoist priest who was described as withered, skinny, and wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe walked at the forefront of the team.
The Taoist looked straight ahead, slowly raised his steps step by step, and walked towards the top of the mountain, with no momentum on his body, and he looked like an ordinary Taoist priest from a distance.
"Senior Brother Zuo, there are rumors everywhere in the rivers and lakes now, saying that Laojunguan has now obtained the longevity secret of the Four Great Wonder Books, will it be a little hasty for us to go to Laojunguan this time?"
Behind the Taoist, a strong man with a jackal on his shoulders and a cold face stepped forward to catch up with the Taoist and said in a low voice.
The thin Taoist didn't speak, but another thin and tall man in the shape of a black-faced hoof beside him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, why bother to increase the ambition of others, Senior Brother Zuo is now practicing the same stream as Jiangang, what should be worried is that he is the old gentleman." β
After the thin and tall man finished speaking, he turned his head and showed a slightly flattering smile to the Taoist surnamed Zuo: "I heard that Song Wenshao of Laojunguan died inexplicably, and now everyone in the view is in danger, and it is impossible to be Senior Brother Zuo's opponent, so he will inevitably fall to the wind." β
The thin Taoist is the true preaching branch of the Dao Ancestor True Sect and the current head of the sect Zuo Youxian, and this time he went to Qingyang Mountain precisely to seize the true preaching monument that was lost ten years ago.
The strong man and the thin man behind him are his two junior brothers, Ma Dongxiao, who is "full of food and clothing", and Man Wensan, who is "full of disasters".
Ma Dongxiao heard Man Wensan refute himself, looked at Zuo Youxian's expressionless face again, and hurriedly said: "That's that, Senior Brother Zuo's miraculous achievements, Lao Junguan naturally fled from the wind, Senior Brother, I am talking nonsense, Senior Brother is not strange." β
After speaking, he slapped himself in the mouth hard, with a frightened look in his eyes.
Zuo Youxian is usually in the sect, and he has always been ruthless to people who can't stand in the same team as him, and he is also fast-talking, so why do you have to say these things that make him unhappy today.
Maybe it was because it was close to Qingyang Temple, Zuo Youxian didn't want to lose his demeanor, so he smiled at Ma Dong, who was sweating profusely, and said, "I've only been in retreat for a year, why did Song Wenshao die?" β
Ma Dong smiled and saw that Zuo Youxian was not to blame, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Lao Junguan did not announce the cause of death, and even the funeral was simple, without fanfare, it is estimated that Song Wenshao is dead, there is no master in charge, and the confidence is insufficient." β
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Zuo Youxian sighed: "It's a pity, I have achieved great success, and the one who wants to fight the most since I came out of the customs is Song Wenshao, why didn't you give me this opportunity." β
Ten years ago, Zuo Youxian was defeated by Song Wenshao with one move, and now he has become a sword gang, raising his eyebrows, waiting to defeat Song Wenshao in the battle to capture the monument and humiliate this once strong enemy.
Who knows that after leaving the customs, he heard the news that Song Wenshao was dead, how to make him not annoyed.
"Song Wenshao is dead, who is the master of Lao Junguan now?"
Man Wensan said: "Some disciples saw the demon Dao Bichen presiding over the affairs in the mountains, and Song Wenshao's second disciple Du Jiangyin and third disciple Liu Qingshan both appeared near Luoyang. β
Zuo Youxian nodded: "That is, the Lord is dust-dispelling." β
In his mind, as one of the eight masters of the Demon Gate, although he was at the bottom, it was not a problem to suppress Dui Jiangyin and Liu Qingshan.
Thinking that Song Wenshao was dead, he suddenly felt that this trip to Qingyang was boring.
If you can't show off in front of your mortal enemy, it's better to walk at night in brocade.
Seeing that he was halfway up Qingyang Mountain, Zuo Youxian suddenly realized that he came back to his senses: "You just said that Lao Junguan got the secret of immortality, one of the four great wonder books?" β
Ma Dongxiao hurriedly stepped forward, and his tall body looked particularly humble in front of Zuo Youxian: "Senior Brother Zuo, during your retreat, a lot of major events have happened in the rivers and lakes, and the longevity recipe has reappeared in the rivers and lakes. β
"Getting to the point." Seeing that Ma Dong smiled and talked for a long time, but couldn't get to the point, Zuo Youxian frowned.
Ma Dong didn't dare to sell Guan Zi with a smile, and hurriedly said: "The secret of immortality fell into the hands of two gangsters, and now these two gangsters are in Laojunguan." β
Zuo Youxian didn't stop at his feet, and asked in his mouth: "Shouldn't this kind of thing block the news, why does Lao Junguan make a fuss all over the world?" β
Ma Dong smiled: "This is not clear, now that the Holy Gate has spread, many sects are ready to move, and even people from the Yin Sect may come, after all, it is the secret of longevity." β
"Yin Sect?" Zuo Youxian raised his right eyebrows, a little surprised: "Is even Zhu Yuyan alarmed?" β
Ma Dongxiao pushed aside a branch that was blocked in front of Zuo Youxian on the side of the steps, shook his head and said: "I haven't heard of that, but it's the secret of longevity, and it's not surprising that I want to come to the Yin Queen, I can't tell that even the evil king will fight." β
After hearing this, Zuo Youxian's eyes were a little gloomy: "Is the news reliable?" β
Man Wensan stepped forward and whispered: "It's all rumored outside, and nine times out of ten it's true." β
Zuo Youxian's withered face suddenly surged with blood: "Since that's the case, then let's go up and take a look, the elixir of longevity is not there." β
If he can obtain the longevity formula, his martial arts may be able to go further and break through the innate nature, in this way, the true inheritance of the Dao Ancestor will become the true inheritance, and the status of the first person in the Demon Gate may not be impossible to fight.
The group climbed Qingyang Mountain and found that the Qingyang Temple, which was deserted in the past, was overcrowded at the moment.
Li Zhenzong, Bichen, Dujiang Yin, Liu Qingshan, the mainstays of Laojunguan, all came to the mountain, and all came for today's Laojunguan and the battle of the true legend of Daozu to seize the monument.
Zuo Youxian's eyes scanned around, and he already recognized the identities of everyone, and then his gaze fell on Bichen, who was standing in front.
As the master of Laojunguan, he should not have appeared here, and Zuo Youxian was a little unclear about the intention of dispelling dust for a while.
"Sect Master Zuo is here, and he is far away from the dust."
When Bichen saw Zuo Youxian and his party, he stepped forward and said.
"Excuse me, it's not the first time you've seen each other, and you're doing those clichΓ©s."
Zuo Youxian sneered, it was not the first time he had dealt with Bichen, seeing that Bichen had a good bearing, which was very different from the gloom he saw a few years ago, and he obviously made great progress in martial arts, and he was a little unaccustomed to the way he was holding it.
I secretly muttered in my heart, since Bichen succeeded as the master, he had gained from cultivating the "Shangqing Yellow Book Excessive Instrument", so that his martial arts had made great progress.
But at this moment, he has cultivated the sword of the Dao Ancestor's true inheritance that no one has learned for hundreds of years, and it is when his self-confidence is exploding, and he doesn't put the dust in his eyes at all.
Bichen smiled slightly, didn't mind, and stretched out his hand to signal Zuo Youxian to follow him in.
Zuo Youxian ignored the few people next to him, and led people straight into the Qingyang Temple.
In the view, it was found that the interior of the Qingyang Temple had expanded more than three times, the original narrow square was wide enough to accommodate thousands of people, and a brand-new hall was set up behind the square to enshrine the statue of Taishang Laojun.
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but this green sheep looks a lot more magnificent."
Zuo Youxian looked at it for a while, and found that there were already many people in the square, many of whom were familiar faces from the Demon Gate.
In front of the main hall of Qingyang Temple, a young man stood tall, wearing a purple robe, standing on top of the main hall, and in front of the main entrance of the main hall stood a stone tablet engraved with ancient characters of the pre-Qin Dynasty, which was the original Taoist tablet inherited from ancient times.
Zuo Youxian was a little surprised to see Bichen come forward to the young man, and saluted respectfully: "Lord, Dao Ancestor Zhen passed on Zuo Youxian to bring it." β