The abbot thought for a while and nodded: "What the master said is reasonable, now that I have been founded by the Ming Dynasty for a hundred years, the royal blood has branched out, and the current population is already very large, so I will send my disciples down the mountain and find more royal disciples who have the talent of cultivating truth to go up the mountain to practice." ”

Qingyun said with a smile: "This is very good, by the way, in the years that I have been away, have there been any talented disciples in Huangjue Temple?"

The abbot had a bitter face and said: "Master doesn't know, the qualifications of the disciples of our Huangjue Temple are mediocre, and there are very few disciples with good talents, but after all, our Huangjue Temple has only been established for more than a hundred years, and it only accepts the children of the royal family, and it is not surprising that there are no disciples with outstanding talents." ”

Qingyun nodded, although Huangjue Temple is one of the Central Plains Gate Sect of the Thirteen Sects of One View and Two Temples, but the time to establish the sect is indeed much worse than that of the sects of Qiyunguan and Guiyuan Temple, and the disciples received are also from the royal family, so the number of disciples under the door has not been very large, and the reason why it can become a famous and decent sect is still due to the prestige left by Qingyun and Yi Ancestor when they sealed the master of the Devouring Sect.

Qingyun put his hand on the stone table, picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

"You and I haven't played chess for decades, so why don't you play another game today. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

The two fell silent and played chess without a sound.

"How is the Seventh Prince?"

Qingyun asked casually.

When the abbot heard this name, he seemed to hear some kind of demon and monster, the fat on his face shook, and his face was full of wry smiles: "This kid is simply a stubborn child!

Qingyun laughed twice: "This kid! ”

The abbot hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master, I really can't figure it out, why did you bring him up the mountain?"

Qingyun asked rhetorically, "What do you think of his talent?"

The abbot was silent for a moment and said, "Talent...... It's just that his temperament is too bad, he is too reckless, and he doesn't practice well, and he doesn't have a good relationship with his brothers and sisters."

"What realm has he cultivated to now?"

"It's probably a third-level spiritual cultivator, I haven't seen him for a long time, I don't know if he has grown. ”

Qingyun nodded: "He has only been on the mountain for a few years, and he has already reached the third level of spiritual cultivation, if he works hard, he is afraid that he has already reached the fourth level of spiritual cultivation now." ”

The abbot smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I wish he hadn't come up the mountain, this kid is too confused! ”

Qingyun frowned: "Do you know why he became the way he is today?"

The abbot shook his head.

Qingyun sighed and said: "Actually, five years ago, he should have succeeded to the throne as emperor, and this great tomorrow was originally his, but unfortunately he has a talent for cultivating truth, and he was taken up the mountain by me, and it was cheaper Zhu Houzhao That kid, if it were you, would you go crazy?"

"This ......"

Qingyun sighed and continued: "If you didn't have the talent for cultivating truth back then, what is the matter with him Zhu Di? It's a pity that you were also taken up the mountain by me, I remember that when Zhu Di usurped the throne, your actions were even more excessive, and you even rushed into the palace with a few junior brothers to find Zhu Di, right?"

The abbot's old face flushed: "The disciple knew that he was wrong about what happened back then!"

Qingyun said earnestly: "You don't have any prejudice against him, he is the same as you, he has a majestic strategy, but unfortunately he has the talent of cultivating truth, and he can't be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty." ”

The abbot hurriedly stood up and saluted Qingyun solemnly: "What did the master say! To be an emperor is for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, and to practice in the Huangjue Temple is also for the sake of the Ming Dynasty! The disciple has never regretted going to the Huangjue Temple! From now on, he will no longer be so harsh on him!"

Qingyun waved his hand and motioned for the abbot to sit down first.

"You have lived for more than a hundred years, and your old rival Zhu Di has been boiled to death by you, you naturally understand these truths, but the Seven Princes are different, five years ago, he was the original one who became the emperor, but he was lied to and died of smallpox, and was taken up the mountain by me, and was deprived of everything by me, of course he was unhappy. ”

The abbot sighed, more than a hundred years ago, he was also lied to die of a serious illness and lost the throne that originally belonged to him, but Zhu Yunwen did not be the emperor for long, and was usurped by Zhu Di, every time he thought of these, the abbot tossed and turned in countless nights, if it was he who was the emperor, now the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, it would not be Zhu Di's lineage, thinking of this, the abbot somewhat understood a little bit of the resentment of the seven princes.

"I'm stepping down from my abbotship. ”

Qingyunyun said lightly, and the abbot was still pondering, and replied perfunctorily: "Oh, good." ”

When he reacted, the abbot was shocked: "Master, what did you just say?"

Qingyun smiled: "I'm going to step down from the abbot position and go to find my old friend." ”

The abbot hurriedly knelt on the ground: "I hope that the master will retract this idea! Huangjue Temple can't do without you, and Daming can't do without you!"

Qingyun walked up to the abbot and helped him up.

"Zhu Qi, if I'm not mistaken, your name is Zhu Qi, right?"

The abbot nodded: "Master is not mistaken, the common name of the disciple is Zhu Qi, and he is the ninth son of Taizu. ”

Qingyun walked to the side and looked at the Immortal Mountain: "Yes, that's right, you are the ninth son of Taizu, you are now more than a hundred years old, but you were just three years old, and you were declared dead, just because you have a talent for cultivation, your relatives and friends back then are all dead now." ”

The abbot nodded, "Yes, they are all dead. ”

Qingyun smiled and said, "Do you feel lonely? Looking at the old people who used to be buried in the loess, leaving you alone in this world. ”

The abbot thought for a moment and did not refute.

"I'm different from you, I've lived for more than five hundred years, longer than you, my friend, only Qingyi is left, oh, by the way, and the one in Jingyi Lake, I have a hunch, it won't be long before we all have to die, I've been guarding Daming for Taizu for more than a hundred years, I'm tired, I want to enjoy the next days of living for myself." ”

The abbot nodded thoughtfully: "In this way, the master has decided to step down from the position of abbot, but the country cannot be without a king for a day, and Huangjue Temple cannot be without an abbot." ”

Qingyun said with a smile: "I have already chosen the next abbot of Huangjue Temple. ”

The abbot thought for a moment and said, "Oh, is it the sixth child, or is it Zhu Ye?"

Qingyun shook his head and said, "No, the person I chose is the Seventh Prince." ”