"This ......"

Zhang Xiuyuan hesitated and said ambiguously: "Because of some things, the family teacher has been working for nearly eighty years and has sat down on his own. ”

If the master was still alive, he would definitely not talk much about his master being trapped by demonic thoughts.

But now that the master has passed away for several months, people are dying like lights going out, and there are not so many taboos...

"Scattered?"

Lu Zhaozhao was stunned when he heard this, and asked with his eyebrows tightly locked: "Zhang Dao's long work is to the creation, why do you scatter your work?" ”

Zhang Xiuyuan sighed and said, "This matter can't be explained in a few words, so don't mention it." ”

"It's always idle..."

Lu Zhaozhao finally shifted the topic to the past of the Holy Seed, how could he give up easily?

She smiled with a slight smile: "The little woman has admired the Taixu Master for a long time, and has never had the opportunity to visit, and now she finally came to this Gusu, came to this Taixu, and met Taoist friends, wouldn't it be a pity not to listen to the past of her predecessors?" ”

"What about listening? What if you don't listen? ”

"I don't listen to the itch, I have no regrets after listening to this trip~"

"What if you hear it?"

Zhang Xiuyuan shook his head and said with emotion: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but I'm afraid that after I say it, the Master you know is quite different from the master in my mouth, and it will just add to my troubles." ”

"When Daoyou said this, I became more curious."

Lu Zhaozhao arched his hand and said with a smile: "We are all religiously admired juniors, even if the spirits of the predecessors in the sky know, they will not blame us." ”

"Lu Daoyou is so curious about the past?"

"Can that fellow Daoist satisfy this curiosity?"

"It's all in the past......

Zhang Xiuyuan pondered for a while, thinking that Zhao Chenghui would return to the city to get Liu Cheng'e's parasitic things, and it would take at least half a day to go back and forth, and he would also test Liu Cheng'e's temperament this time, so it was not appropriate to return early...

Idle is also idle, so he simply sat aside and told his master's story from the perspective of a disciple.

From the acquaintance of Master Zhang Yangming and his aunt Ning Zizhen, to his 'accidental' discovery of the "Law of Seizing the Foundation" in the quiet room, to his own request for help, his aunt rushed to the rescue, and then to the quiet room to burn it......

In his description, the tragic story of a talented but unfortunate immortal who bred demon thoughts for the sake of immortality slowly unfolded like a picture scroll...

And Lu Zhaozhao was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, only muttered in a distracted voice: "Demon thoughts? Breeding demonic thoughts? How can it be a demonic thought? ”

She was attracted by the story of Zhang Yangming and Ning Zizhen, and was also impressed by Zhang Yangming's character, but more of a daze for Zhang Yangming's things controlled by demonic thoughts.

Not long ago, she had received the Holy Word of the Sect Master, saying that there was a problem with the Holy Seed and needed to be introduced, if it was calculated according to time, then Zhang Yangming would be dead!

Zhang Yangming died first, and the sect leader speculated later, but how could the dead speculate? How do you lead the dead?

The sect leader himself speculated, and there must be no mistake;

And it was his disciple who told the story of Zhang Yangming, and the disciple who personally collected Zhang Yangming's corpse could not be wrong in time, nor could he recognize the wrong remains.

That is to say, Zhang Yang is indeed 'dead', but it is very likely that he is still 'alive' in another way...

Demonic thoughts!

When the Sect Master mentioned the Holy Seed, he once said that there was something wrong with the Holy Seed and that someone needed to take it, otherwise there might be a misery of life.

Isn't that a demonic thought?

And the demonic thoughts in Zhang Xiuyuan's mouth have been able to manipulate Zhang Yangming, even to the point where Zhang Yangming has to self-immolate in order to get free, it has obviously become the climate!

Zhang Yangming set himself on fire in order to seek liberation, and the demon thought of becoming the climate escaped, there is a complete possibility!

Can... But how could the Holy Seed be a demonic thought?

Lu Zhaozhao grew up in the sect since he was a child, and he also met several holy seeds in the sect, all of them are talents in a certain field, and after joining the sect, they are also the right-hand men of the sect leader, and they hold important positions in the sect.

The religion believes in the great light, believes in the opposition between light and darkness, believes in the confrontation between good and evil, and the victory of good over evil...

Her expression was a little dazed, her eyes were hidden with a deep dazedness, and she couldn't figure out why the holy seed in the sect master's mouth was the demon thought in someone else's mouth?

“……”

Seeing this, Zhang Xiuyuan thought that she couldn't accept the contrast brought about by the 'blackening' of the person she admired, and said with a sigh: "When the obsession in my heart is too deep, why not a demon thought?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's obsession...... Obsession! ”

Lu Zhaozhao seemed to come back to his senses when he heard this, and his eyes lit up and echoed: "It should be that Daochang Zhang is too obsessed!" Yes, the obsession is too deep! ”

Yes, it's obsession, not demonism...

The Holy Seed must be obsession, definitely!

The sect leader said that there was a problem with the holy seed and someone needed to take it, otherwise there might be suffering from the misery of life, which must mean that Zhang Yangming's obsession was too deep and became the climate!

The doctrine is magnificent, yearning for great light, and the holy seed in the mouth of the sect leader cannot be demonic, impossible...

Zhang Xiuyuan frowned at her slightly, and seeing that her expression did not belong, he asked, "Is Lu Daoyou okay?" ”

“……”

For some reason, when Lu Zhaozhao saw him looking at him, he felt inexplicably flustered, and hurriedly waved his hand and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

A breeze blew some of the burned ashes and blew the ends of her hair.

She put the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears with a dodging look, and said with a smile: "Just now Daoyou said that the Taixu Venerable Master I know will be quite different from the master in Daoyou's mouth, I don't believe it yet, but now I believe it." ”

"But what if it's two?"

"It's a little."

"There should be more than a little."

Zhang Xiuyuan saw her eyebrows tightly locked, and asked: "Lu Daoyou just said that he didn't listen to it, and he has no regrets after listening to this trip, but now that he has heard it, is it even more regretful?" ”

“……”

Lu Zhaozhao was silent when he heard this.

It's not that she regrets listening to Zhang Yangming's past, but she is entangled in whether she should tell Zhang Yangming that her magic thoughts are likely to be alive.

She knew that a person who could say 'what he wanted was nothing more than a thought master' would not give up if he knew that his master's demonic thoughts were still alive.

Maybe it's going to get to the bottom of it, and it's hard to end up...

But she also knows that the relationship between master and apprentice for more than ten years must be extremely deep, if she hides this kind of thing and does not tell the truth, will it be too cruel?

"It's just the past, there's nothing to regret."

She waved her cuffs to brush away the fluttering paper ashes, and said with a little emptiness: "The Taixu Master I know has passed away, and the past events of his old man are also like this paper ash, gone with the wind..."

"It's also..."

Zhang Xiuyuan nodded, seeing that the sun had sunk unconsciously, and it was almost time for Zhao Chenghui to come back after calculating the time, so he got up and said, "It's not too early, it's time to go back." ”

"Thank you, Chief, for your explanation..."

Lu Zhaozhao had something hidden in his heart, and he didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he also got up and smiled: "This trip is not worthwhile." ”

The two chatted without saying a word and went down the mountain.

And at this time under the big banyan tree.

Liu Xi'e was still frozen there and couldn't move, and in her outstretched hands, there were still two chirping larks...

The two little finches looked at her with their heads hooked, as if wondering how there could be a fool under the tree who could not move.

At first, she shouted twice to startle the two little finches away.

Although the two little finches were timid, they had been with people for a long time, and they also had a little spirituality, and when they saw that the other party could only speak, they couldn't move, and it didn't take long for them to fly back and fall on their hands.

Shout, fly away, fly back to ......

After doing this a few times, the two little finches knew that the man under the tree was a 'fool who couldn't move,' and they were not afraid.

Liu Xi'e was already upset, and she was a little desperate when she saw that she couldn't leave the two little birds, and she regretted possessing people for the first time...

In the blink of an eye, she froze for a long time, her eyes drooped half-deadly, and she muttered country slang from more than a hundred years ago, as if she was cursing someone...

'The calf's nose is so ruthless, he hasn't come back for half a day, is it a mountain after death? ’

"Now you can toss your aunt and grandma, and then you want to look good when your aunt and grandma are successful in her cultivation!" ’

‘……’

Suddenly, she didn't know what she saw, and she kept muttering, but her eyes were a little brighter, and she smiled with a smile: "Dao Chief, are you back?" ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan's expression was a little weird, because through the perspective of the little turtle, he could 'see' Liu Xi'e's mouth for a long time, but all she muttered was some local slang, so I don't know what she was muttering.

"What are you muttering about?"

"I'm praying for your blessing to the Taoist Chief~"