Time flies by.

Since the battle of Guanshan Canyon, the Jiashen Rebellion has come to an end.

In an instant, decades of time passed, and the old people of the past died, and as the past history was buried, it gradually became unknown.

——

A.D. 2015.

Jiangxi boundary, Longhu Mountain.

It is the rainy season in the valley, and the grass and trees are green.

It has been controlled by the Tourism Bureau, as a scenic spot in front of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, is still as lively as in the past, and there is an endless stream of tourists who come to make incense, entering and exiting the mountain, and the end is very lively.

In the little-known Dragon and Tiger Mountain, although it was very quiet in the past, it is surprisingly popular today.

At this moment, on the bluestone road leading to the depths of the back mountain, there are many figures.

They are aliens from all over the country and from all major sects, and they are invited by the call of Longhu Mountain to come to participate in the Luo Tian Jiao Festival held once every few years.

According to the news, it seems that this year's Luo Tian Dajiao is different from the previous world, and there are many eyes secretly paying attention.

"Oh! It turned out to be the appearance of heaven and man, donor, you will be able to live a long life! ”

"Well, I didn't want this thing to be in the world! But since I have a relationship with the benefactor, I will pass it on to you! ”

"This is a markinged jade bead made of 10,000-year-old fire qilin spirit crystal, wearing it can make the evil demons retreat, don't want ninety-eight, don't want ninety-thousand-eight, just ninety-nine-eight!"

A bald master in a robe was constantly selling the agate necklace in his hand, causing the eyes of the woman in front of him to light up.

"Wow! I'm going to! I'm going to! The woman with long hair and shawl exclaimed, her big eyes sparkling, and her delicate face was full of yearning.

She reached out and took out a handful of banknotes from her pocket, wanting to buy the fire spirit crystal jade bead, but was stopped by a man with glasses in time: "I said baby, this is a lie!" ”

On the side, a handsome-looking young man could only pat his forehead helplessly: "Sister Bao'er is really, how can a monk come to the famous Taoist mountain to cut down the fire unicorn?" ”

The young man has broken hair, a clean appearance, a well-proportioned figure, and wears a khaki overalls.

His name is Zhang Chulan, and he came to Longhu Mountain with his companions from Nadutong to participate in the Luo Tian Jiao.

But in fact, his real purpose was not to compete for the so-called championship of Naluo Tiandajiao.

"If I win this Luo Tian Dajiao, will I be able to meet the Heavenly Master and learn from him the secrets of my grandfather's past?" Zhang Chulan muttered to herself, secretly making up her mind.

"Do you want to see the Celestial Master? Isn't that simple. A Taoist priest spoke, his voice languiding.

He has long hair in a bun, handsome facial features, and thick dark circles under his eyes, which don't look very energetic.

The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and pointed to one place, and then simply took a step and led the way for Zhang Chulan.

The two walked side by side, and after a while, they came to a large courtyard with many figures.

In the central area, there is a tall old man wearing a Taoist robe, who is being interviewed by the media and taking a group photo.

The old man's beard is white, the fairy spirit is fluttering, but there is a very friendly smile on his face, and when taking pictures, he stretches out his hands and makes a "yes" gesture.

The sixty-fifth generation of Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain - Zhang Zhiwei!

Although he was over 100 years old, he was still in good spirits, like a tall old pine, without any twilight.

Seeing that the old Heavenly Master was in front of him, Zhang Chulan's eyes flashed, and he walked over with the young Taoist.

In front of the young Taoist, he first bowed to the old heavenly master: "King Wudang, meet the old heavenly master." ”

"Heavenly Master, look who I brought here."

Wang also said, gesturing to Zhang Chulan beside him, but the latter seemed a little hesitant and didn't know how to speak.

"Oh, Chu Lanna." The old heavenly master spoke, and the old man's voice revealed the meaning of gentleness and closeness, and he looked at Zhang Chulan and said, "Call me master." ”

"Your grandfather has taught you the Golden Light Spell and the Thunder Method, call me Master, don't lose."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan's eyes turned red and she whispered, "Master." ”

The Heavenly Master smiled, nodded in agreement, and then turned his head to look at a gray-robed Taoist beside him: "Lingyu, you go to receive other guests on my behalf, Chu Lan and I still have something to say." ”

"Yes." The gray-robed young Taoist nodded.

His long hair is scattered, falling down at will, his appearance is feminine and handsome, and the center of his eyebrows is a little cinnabar red, which reveals the temperament of not approaching people.

Hearing the master's instructions, Zhang Lingyu agreed softly, and immediately turned to leave, and her outstanding appearance caused some young girls to exclaim from time to time.

——

In a secluded room.

Zhang Chulan knelt on the futon, facing the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei in front of him.

It's been a long talk.

Zhang Chulan didn't get the answer she wanted.

"Master, why do you have to ask me to win this Luo Tian Da Jiao so that you can tell me what happened back then? What is the secret hidden in my grandfather's body? Zhang Chulan said a little excitedly, and finally couldn't help but ask.

His grandfather Zhang Huaiyi, why did he betray Longhu Mountain back then?

After getting married and having children, why should you take your family into hiding?

What did his grandfather die for?

If he deliberately buried all the truth, why did he let Feng Baobao entrust him with the mysterious old farmer?

Is Lao Nonggong the source of the Qi body of the Eight Wonder Skills?

What happened in that turmoil?

Questions like these lingered in his mind, tormenting him and urging him to find the truth.

Faced with Zhang Chulan's questioning, Zhang Zhiwei was speechless, and after being silent for a long time, he spoke: "Child, I'm sorry." ”

"The answer to everything, I'll explain to you, but not now."

"Work hard, if you can win this Luo Tian Dajiao."

——

The small door of the hut was pushed open.

Zhang Chulan walked out, with a look of loss on her face.

Inside the wooden door.

Zhang Zhiwei was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, as if he was recalling something, and after a long time, he sighed: "Senior brother, you pushed the position of Heavenly Master to me, did you have long expected the secret hidden by this Heavenly Master?" ”

Zhang Zhiwei muttered softly, his old eyelids closed, and he recalled the past in his mind.

Since the first battle of Guanshan Canyon, the world has been terrified.

And as they returned to Longhu Mountain, they announced to the world and showed an extremely strong attitude - the Jiashen Rebellion came to an end.

And in that turmoil, who killed all the major sects, his junior brother Zhang Taichu, after all, wanted to give the world an explanation.

In this regard, Zhang Jingqing's punishment for Zhang Taichu was to be detained indefinitely in a cliff cave in the mountain behind Longhu and never to go out of the mountain again.

It sounds like a punishment, but everyone knows that this is Longhu Mountain's favoritism, but no one dares to object.

In fact, Heavenly Master Zhang Qingjing did the same, but naturally it was not to suppress Zhang Taichu, but to let him cultivate his self-cultivation and intellectuality, and go further, so as to better accept the inheritance of Heavenly Master and take over as the next generation of Heavenly Master.

didn't think about it, but Zhang Taichu refused the Heavenly Master without thinking about it, and even took the initiative to hide in the cave.

This wall is decades of time.

Until the past is buried, until the old people are old.

——

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Then, a fat Taoist priest walked in and said respectfully: "Master, the dark clouds on the Xianshui Rock of Houfeng are about to dissipate. ”

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes, and a solemnity appeared.