cpa300_4(); The conference dispersed, and Confucianism, Buddhism, and famous scholars left one after another, but only Lin Yuehe of the Guigu faction of the ghost family led the crowd to stay.

The peak of the rising sun, behind the void hall, in the inner hall. Changyang Zhenren sat upright with the master's seat, but Lin Yuehe sat at eye level.

Lin Yuehe: "Four years ago, the family teacher asked the junior to send a letter to Changyang Zhenren. At that time, Changyang Zhenren was not in the sect, and the juniors gave this trust to Mingjue, I wonder if Changyang Zhenren has ever received it?"

Changyang real person Gujing Bubo said: "I received it." There was no follow-up, which made Lin Yuehe dumbfounded.

After a while, Lin Yuehe saw that Changyang Zhenren really had nothing to say, so he asked again: "What does Changyang Zhenren think of the proposal in the family teacher's letter?"

Changyang Zhenren said slowly: "Guiguzi's predecessors have good intentions, and Changyang knows it in his heart. It's just that this Chongzhen Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it can't be destroyed in the hands of the poor Dao. "Guiguzi was originally the same generation as Changyang Zhenren's master, Xuanwu Zhenren, and Changyang Zhenren had to call his senior.

Lin Yuehe said with a smile: "It seems that Changyang Zhenren has misunderstood the proposal of the family teacher. The family teacher only said that he wanted the Kyushu factions to form an alliance in order to deal with the upcoming Kyushu catastrophe, not to annex the Taoists. ”

Changyang Zhenren: "The vast land of Kyushu, the regional folk customs are different, so it is divided into Kyushu and governed. However, since ancient times, in the face of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, Kyushu has always been like brothers, regardless of each other, so why should there be an alliance again?"

Lin Yuehe said: "The family master has been cultivating for a hundred years, and he has cultivated by himself, opened the heavenly eye, and predicted the future. The claim that Kyushu will have an unprecedented catastrophe is by no means comparable to ancient times. In order to prevent accidents, I came up with a plan to form an alliance, and I hope that Changyang Zhenren will focus on the overall situation. ”

Changyang Zhenren still said: "Before the catastrophe, it was incumbent on the poor Dao to die for Kyushu." As for the alliance, Hugh was also mentioning. Lin Jushi, please go back. "I directly ordered the eviction of customers.

Seeing this, Lin Yuehe shook his head and sighed. When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "The family teacher also asked me to ask if the seal of the imprisoned cow is intact?"

Changyang Zhenren was stunned, and then said indifferently: "The seal of the imprisoned cow is fine, and the predecessors of Lao Guiguzi have bothered." ”

Lin Yuehe's stiff face smiled strangely, and then went out.

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On the edge of the cliff not far from his residence, Xiao Yi held a wooden stick, sweated like rain, and kept practicing the method of close attack.

Because today, Changdan Zhenren had promised that Dao disciples could practice Dao arts, and he no longer needed to practice secretly, and when he returned to the courtyard, he thought that the place was small, so he chose this place with a wide field of vision and beautiful scenery as a place to practice.

Although it is possible to cultivate Dao arts, whether there is anyone to teach it is another matter. It is estimated that Changdan Zhenren thought of this and readily agreed to his request. Thinking about it in hindsight, Xiao Yi was not only a little remorseful, but he should have asked for one more step if he knew it.

However, he remembered today's duel with Nangong Xiaoli, if he practiced more skillfully and faster, then Nangong Xiaoli should not even have a chance to make a move. In addition, he kept replaying in his mind the strange footwork of Ming Ran's close to Ji Xiaocheng, although it was somewhat similar to the previous footwork, but its effect was multiplied. So, he faced the fierce north wind blowing from the cliff, imitated the situation at that time, and kept practicing hard. This was another reason why he chose to cultivate here.

Inadvertently, the moon is already hanging high. He was about to stop the melee technique and prepare to practice the Huayin technique with the reversal method, when he suddenly heard someone behind him: "When did you start secretly practicing the melee technique?"

When Xiao Yi heard this, he was first surprised, then happy, turned his head excitedly, and was about to ask her, "Why are you here", but when he saw Jingshu's stern expression, his enthusiasm turned to nothing, and he changed his words: "If you don't teach, don't you allow me to learn secretly?"

Jing Shu shouted: "Nonsense, didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to cultivate anymore? If you continue like this, it will only make the condition of your body worse." ”

Xiao Yi smiled and said indifferently: "Anyway, I don't have a few years to live, so I don't bother you." ”

Jingshu was so angry that she couldn't say the word "you" anymore. After a pause, he suddenly said: "Senior Brother Xiao Yi, although you and I are nominally senior sisters and brothers, but I am the master designated by the real person in charge to teach you Taoism, if you secretly practice Taoism without my permission, I can abolish your Taoism ......"

As soon as Xiao Yi heard that Jing Shu was pressing him with his master's order, the anger in his chest surged, and the pure heart Jing he had cultivated in his early years was completely ineffective, and he interrupted: "Today, Changdan Zhenren has allowed Dao disciples to practice Dao arts, why can't I?"

Jingshu's face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said, "That's because my master was forced by the situation, so he had no choice but to agree to you." Do you know that once a Dao disciple starts to cultivate Dao Technique, he will not be able to resist the temptation of Dao Technique and will indulge in it from then on......

Xiao Yi said: "What's wrong with that? Everyone has their own aspirations, should Dao disciples be despised?"

Jing Shu said sharply: "All Dao disciples are too poor to cultivate Dao Arts, so they start cultivating Dao Methods. You think you're helping Dao disciples, but do you know how many disciples will hover between Dao and Dao techniques from now on, suffering alone and suffering to achieve nothing?"

Xiao Yi was stunned and began to waver a little, but he said strongly: "I am the person you say is too poor to cultivate Taoism, but didn't I defeat the Confucian people today and win glory for Chongzhen?"

Jing Shu said coldly: "Do you think you are winning glory for Chongzhen today? If it weren't for Nangong Xiaoli's carelessness, not only would you be seriously injured, but the face and reputation of the Chongzhen Sect would also plummet. Do you know what kind of occasion it is today, you have learned a little melee art, and you dare to openly accept the challenge of Confucianism, do you know how many people behind you are afraid?"

Listening to Jing Shu's counting, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Jingshu's every word was like a steel needle piercing her heart, making her body tremble with soreness. Later, he could only see Jingshu's mouth open and close, and he couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Jing Shu also noticed Xiao Yi's changes, her heart softened, she softened her tone, and said: "Cultivating the truth to the Tao is not as easy as you think, I just hope that you can stay in Chongzhen well, no illness and no disaster." ”

Xiao Yi was angry with the heavenly spirit, painful in his heart, where could he hear the good or bad, and sneered: "Thank you for your kindness." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yi didn't answer, Jing Shu sighed, took out a piece of origami from her arms, and said, "I found some Taoist techniques that you can practice, if you want to cultivate, just practice them." ”

Xiao Yi asked, "Is it because Changdan Zhenren agreed with you?" Jing Shu replied, "Yes." Xiao Yi immediately refused: "Don't practice!"

Jingshu sighed secretly, put the origami on the stone next to her, and turned to walk away.

Looking at Jing Shu's distant figure, Xiao Yi was furious, grabbed the origami and kneaded it into powder. Then he grabbed the stick and practiced his melee technique almost frantically.

But no matter how he practiced, the pain in his heart was still so clear and so irresistible. Even if he mobilized the true qi of his whole body to soothe, it would be useless.

It turns out that this is the real pain!