A mountain of melancholy clouds, full of floating su, balcony view, the road of white silk fluttering in the wind, attracting the soul of the departed, and the paper money scattered all over the sky, such as heavy snow, falling on the ground and turning into a desolate.

Walking into the balcony view, you will hear the sound of sorrow in the orchestra, and in the meantime, you will hear the wailing sound of mourning, and then look at the side of the coffin, a group of princes and ministers, officials and nobles look like people crying out the sorrow of the sky and the earth, and they are trying to squeeze out a few tears from their eyes.

Taoism is happy to die and live well, and has always advocated a thin burial, but under the royal wanton pursuit, Sima Chengzhen's funeral is still very grand. Seeing that Sima Chengzhen I was respected, but he was not free after his death, the funeral became a place for the ministers to cater to the emperor's will and sell well, Ying Feiyang actually agreed with Sima Chengzhen's concept a little more.

"Senior Brother Ying, Master's body is in front of you, do you want to put incense on him?" Li Hanguang asked.

Ying Feiyang glanced at the coffin and said, "My master and Sima Zhenren have a friendship with the sword, but it is time to say goodbye to Sima Zhenren for the master." After that, he bowed respectfully three times, but Li Hanguang sighed, Ying Feiyang only mentioned to give incense to Sima Chengzhen for Qingku, but did not mention himself, obviously because he still had a problem with Sima Chengzhen's approach in his heart. Fortunately, Ying Feiyang can keep his mouth shut and not announce the truth to the public, which is already to repay Sima Chengzhen's love for passing the sword.

Knowing that he couldn't force it, Li Hanguang didn't say anything more, but after flying the incense, he quietly walked to a remote corner and looked at the people present. Du Ruzhi knelt in front of the mourning hall to receive the passing guests, but his face was pale, and there were blood stains oozing from his chest from time to time.

Princess Yuzhen and the Shangqing faction wore filial piety together, and performed the gift of a disciple, but she also had to socialize with some officials and celebrities, and when she saw Ying Feiyang, she only smiled in his direction, but she had no time to talk to him again.

In addition, there are also some Heavenly Dao cultivators, standing in twos and threes, and their expressions can't help but be the same, some are sad, some are regretful, and some people show a sense of happiness.

At this time, I saw a group of officials looking in the direction of the gate, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on their tearful faces, and when they looked at them, they saw a tall old man coming with a tiger step, the old man's beard was gray, but the roots were as angry as a sword halberd, and he was full of spirit, and he was wrapped in a purple robe embroidered with a lion patch in front of him.

Behind the old man, followed by a fat man with yellow eyes and curly hair, it was An Lushan, who had a one-sided relationship.

Seeing the surrounding officials shouting "Zhang Guogong" at the old man, Ying Feiyang suddenly woke up, this old man thought that he was Zhang Shouzhi's brother, Fang made great contributions, and was named the auxiliary general, and gave Zhang Shouqi the founding prince of Nanyang County.

Looking at Zhang Shouzhi's face, it is indeed somewhat similar to Zhang Shouzhi, but compared to Zhang Shouzhi, whose hair is still black, the younger Zhang Shouqi is already old, Ying Feiyang can't help but sigh, "What Li Daochang said that day is really good, Zhang Shouzhi envy his brother can make meritorious contributions and worship the general, but he doesn't know that the life of Rong Ma is the most urging to get old, how can it be compared to the longevity of the immortal family, it is really not enough to swallow the elephant." ”

While thinking about it, I saw Zhang Shouqi put aside the officials who came to sell the good ones, walked to the front of the hall, and saw Li Hanguang, Du Ruzhi and Princess Yuzhen, and knelt down on both knees in front of Sima Chengzhenling. Just as he was about to help him up, Zhang Shouqi stretched out his hand to block him: "Since my brother has entered Sima Zhenren's door, then Sima Zhenren is naturally my elder, and now my brother is too sad because of Sima Zhenren's death and is bedridden, so I will naturally have to pay tribute to my brother." ”

After that, he possessed his body and kowtowed, and performed the ritual of a disciple who knelt three times and kowtowed.

After the ceremony, Zhang Shouqi got up and straightened his robe, looked at Li Hanguang with hostility, and said: "My brother's respect for Sima Zhenren can be seen in the world, if someone maliciously slanders and imposes unwarranted crimes on my brother's head, even if he is a heavenly immortal, this general will also rely on this saber in his hand to seek justice from him!"

Looking at Zhang Shoujun's angry appearance, Ying Feiyang couldn't help but have a headache for Li Hanguang, Zhang Shouzhi is now imprisoned citing Li Hanguang's accusations, but the evidence is still weak, no wonder Zhang Shouqi will be unconvinced, but he can't pick it up and make it clear, this belly fire will naturally be sent to Li Hanguang's head.

Zhang Shouqi retreated, but there was a dead old monk, the old monk looked solemn, silently came to the front of the mourning hall, it was the master of Kuming, Master Kuming recited a Buddha number, and said: "The poor monk and the Taoist chief are about the Taoist Buddha, but they don't want to be separated from heaven and man forever before they start, the Taoist is not supernatural, after all, it is difficult to escape the karma of cause and effect, and the poor monk has this mantra of death, see off the Taoist chief." With that, he sat cross-legged on the futon and began to recite the scriptures.

If you change to other monks, you may have been regarded as a provocation of Buddhism and were driven out by the people of the Shangqing faction, but Master Kuming has always been highly respected, looking at him with a solemn and pious appearance, everyone is not good to interrupt, so they have to let the Buddhist scriptures be recited.

After reciting the Buddhist scriptures, Master Kuming got up and clasped his palms together and said in the direction of Feiyang: "Sun Daochang, since you are here, why do you want to hide, come and see Sima Zhenren for the last time." ”

Ying Feiyang turned around, but saw a person walking out of thin air in the trees behind him, as if he had grown out of the trees, and his face was as heavy as water, with sorrow in the shadows, it was Sun Changji. Ying Feiyang was secretly shocked in his heart: "This Sun Changji's ability to conceal and lurk is first-class, if he sneaks up on me, I'm afraid I can't stop it, but this dry monk is obviously even better, and the heavenly ear of Buddhism is the nemesis of the concealment technique." ”

When Sun Changji walked past Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang said softly: "Sun Daochang is so bold, now the Shangqing faction, the White Horse Temple, and Si Tiantai are all looking for your whereabouts, you even dare to appear in a grand manner, give you some time to pay tribute to Sima Zhenren, and after the sacrifice, you will go with me to Si Tiantai." ”

Ying Feiyang said, he had already urged the rune paper to summon the people who were scattered on the balcony to watch the surroundings. Sun Changji still said disdainfully: "Si Tiantai, I can't imagine that the dignified sword crown disciple has also entered Si Tiantai, and is willing to be driven by others, but unfortunately you want to take me today, I'm afraid you will have to leave empty." ”

Then, he no longer paid attention to Ying Feiyang, walked straight to the front of the mourning hall, and knelt down silently to bow a few times, although it was not as sad as the others, but Ying Feiyang could feel the sadness from his calm face.

Master Kuming said: "Amitabha, let the teacher pass away, Sun Daochang grieved, you can push yourself and others, when others die because of the Taoist, there are also people behind the grief." ”

Sun Changji said coldly: "The old monk wants to teach me a lesson, but unfortunately, why don't you say this to the end of the Fa, if you talk about the blood on your hands, the poor way is far less than your Buddhist protector." ”

Master Kuming said: "Master Duan's nephew planted evil causes in the past, although he has been worshipping the Buddha day and night all these years, but it is difficult to eliminate the evil consequences, and the death of the Taoist chief is also regarded as self-employment and self-repayment, self-sin, but the end of evil is not good, the Taoist shoots to kill, and it is planted a new evil cause, so the cycle of cause and effect, karma reincarnation, and finally can not get out of reincarnation." ”

Sun Changji closed his eyes and said: "If there is really a reincarnation of cause and effect, the poor Dao is willing to compensate himself, and the monk wants to be captured, just give it a try." ”

Ku Ming said: "The poor monk does not want to capture, do not catch, but to cross, the poor monk wants to use this skin to compensate for the unpaid sins of the master and nephew, go to the Western Regions, find the old site of the black sect and the persecuted people by the black sect, in order to resolve the grievances in their hearts, the Taoist is willing to walk with me, the poor monk only hopes that after the merit is completed, the Taoist can eliminate this cause and effect in front of the tablet of my master and nephew." ”

Sun Changji laughed and said: "The old monk is infatuated, but unfortunately the person who can cross me has gone, and the poor road is already a lonely ghost, why bother to cross again?"

After that, he said to Li Hanguang again: "Senior brother, you have done a good job this time, and the Shangqing faction will be handed over to you, I hope you will not live up to the last wishes of the master, as for the master's side, I will take care of it!"

Sun Changji's words fell, Li Hanguang and Ku Ming both sensed the meaning of his words at the same time, and before they could react, they saw Sun Changji's hand flip, and his true qi condensed in his palm, covering his heavenly spirit!