"Maoshan matter, I will definitely come to settle the matter, who is the person who traded with you back then!" Zhou Bai looked at the chagrin and remorseful but helpless Chu Dao in front of him, and a trace of pity appeared in Zhou Bai's eyes.

Poor people must have something to hate, and vice versa, everything that the first person did was for Maoshan. What about remorse now? Who will pay for the humane karma of those who have died?

"Golden cicada. Chu Yi recalled for a moment, and hesitated, "The old decay is just its Dao name Golden Cicada, and he is nameless and scattered. ”

Jin Chan!! if it were other Zhou Bai, it would be understandable, but this name was the one that surprised him the most.

"Since the first transaction, this person has not appeared again, but he has only sent spirit talismans to transform into puppets, sending aura every year and taking away new talismans. "Chu Yi," the old man once calculated the heavenly machine, and found that this person had fallen, and the spirit runes were all driven by the magic weapon that had been set, and the spirit runes were continuous, and the cycle was endless. ”

"So you just enjoy this ownerless machine with peace of mind, supplying spirit runes every month to fill the dojo aura?!" Zhou Bai sneered. "If that mountain peak is the so-called magic weapon, the magic weapon has been destroyed, and the spirit rune has been cut off by me. If the golden cicada hadn't appeared, this thousand-year-old man-devouring monster wouldn't have reappeared, right?"

Chu Yiren nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The autumn wind blows the surface of the lake, stirring up ripples.

The heart of the first person who had been silent for thousands of years is now like this lake, "Sir, can you wait for Jingzhou to settle down and then visit Maoshan again?"

The first people did not dare to make a move on Zhou Bai, as one of the major sects of the Daomen, although the strength of Maoshan was far inferior to that year, the heritage was still there, and the Taoist system was not lost.

When he saw Zhou Bai for the first time, he knew that he couldn't make a move on him. He was full of righteousness, and the Yuan Shen was placed outside the sky, just when he wanted to spy on more details, a kind of coercion directly made him give up any thoughts, this is a power beyond the Heavenly Dao, although he has not really seen the Heavenly Dao make a move, but he can faintly confirm that Zhou Bai has a transcendent Heavenly Dao existence behind him.

So by Zhou Bai's side, there were countless opportunities to make a move, but he chose to give up, but asked for peace.

Old and immortal is a thief, thousands of years, how many lives died in his hands, either unintentional or intentional, or good or evil, good and evil deeds have been seen very thoroughly in his eyes, right and wrong only have a difference in position, and there is no absolute difference between good and evil.

Zhou Bai was stunned, thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The battle of officialdom is the most confusing, and one step into it is a chess piece. Zhou Bai was only free from the chessboard along the way, only for humane karma, and unwilling to participate in the struggle for power.

The fact that you don't see Liang Qi is a Confucian plan. Knowing that the strength of Zhou Bai and Hongyu was far from what Liang Qi could imagine, he still tricked Liang Qi into the game, and in the name of trapping Zhou Bai, he used Zhou Bai's hand to break the emperor's arm.

Zhou Bai didn't want to be a pawn, so he decided not to intervene in the dispute between the two families, and only at the end of the closing, and then settle the humanitarian cause and effect with Maoshan, as for whether Maoshan won or lost at that time, it had nothing to do with Zhou Bai.

Touching the half-cut peak tip in his sleeve, Zhou Bai glanced deeply at Chu Yiren.

Looking back at the slender old man by the lake, Zhou Bai suddenly remembered a question, turned around and asked, "Have you ever heard of the name of Jiangliu?"

Hongyu suddenly got up, and her gaze turned from Zhou Bai's indifferent face to the surprised first year.

Jiang Liu died under her sword, this is what she has determined, the original god is gray, and the Buddha's light is scattered and the relics are shattered. Why did Zhou Bai suddenly ask about this person again!!

Eight hundred years ago, he was born into the third generation of Taoism, the second generation of Confucianism, the fourth generation of Buddhism, and the accumulation of the ninth reincarnation of the mind. Not long ago, she fell into the hands of the Ruby Girl, and has not been seen since. Come to think of it, the nine-petal broken pupil is full, and if it falls again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a chance to be reborn. Chu Yiren smiled and said, "It's a pity that I haven't entered Maoshan three times, otherwise the definition of cultivation will produce a person who has achieved the immortal path." ”

The ninth reincarnation? there will definitely be a tenth life! Hongyu bowed her head and was silent, but the sword in her hand was held tighter. He actually escaped that day, and in his opinion, he and Zhou Bai had karma. But in Hongyu's eyes, how could 10,000 rivers compare to Zhou Bai's sword path foundation!!

The carriage is stable, but Zhou Bai's heart is in turmoil.

It was born eight hundred years ago? What about the rivers nine hundred years ago, a thousand years ago? The number of broken pupils represents the number of reincarnations, but Zhou Bai actually didn't believe it in his heart. Using the river flow method and the description of the red jade, this person is quite scheming, how can he reveal the bottom so easily, I am afraid that even the Buddha Sect may not know the true face of this person, right?

After this incident, Zhou Bai also discovered that Judge Shen was not omniscient and omnipotent, and Yin Si Shinto could help him understand a lot of secrets, but the secrets may also be deliberately disguised before being released.

In Judge Shen's cognition, the Dongyou faction is a sect established by Maoshan disciples outside, performing sacrifices, and supplying the obtained spiritual energy to Maoshan. However, Yin Si also has trade contacts with Maoshan, so it is inconvenient to make a move.

But he didn't know that the Dongyou faction was a puppet set up by Jin Chan, and it was just a dark line for trading with Maoshan, which had no direct relationship with Maoshan, and there was no Dongyou faction in the world. There is only one Golden Cicada Daoist who has long since disappeared.

On Zhou Bai's way back to Jinling, an unknown small mountain village was bustling, and it turned out that the semi-monthly market was about to start.

The only medical hall on the set was closed at the moment, and cheers were faintly heard from the backyard.

"Xianggong! the slave family is really happy?!! a woman covered her mouth in surprise, tears streaming uncontrollably.

"There it is!" the middle-aged doctor in a gray robe touched his temples, which were already a little gray, and couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes. "Old man, old man!!"

"What do you say, Xianggong is not old. The woman wrapped around the middle-aged doctor in front of her, who was already a little old, "Finally, she can inherit the lineage for the princess, the slave family.... Slave family. At the end of the speech, he was already choked up.

"Don't cry, don't cry. The middle-aged doctor comforted his wife while stroking his wife's back: "Great sorrow and joy are not conducive to the growth of the fetus. ”

"Why don't you give our son a name?" said the calm woman, leaning into Xianggong's arms.

"It's still early, it's only been two months, and I haven't been able to tell the difference between men and women. The middle-aged doctor looked at his wife with tears and laughter.

"No matter, the slave family says that it is a son. He is in the belly of the slave family, and the slave family can feel it. The woman curled her mouth and said angrily. Married into her husband's family for more than ten years, she has never given birth, which makes her feel guilty, and now she is finally happy, and the little temper she has never had has begun to show her head.

"Good, good, it's a son, it's a son. The middle-aged doctor thought about it for a while, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the ghost made him say two words: "Jin Cicada, why don't you call it Jin Cicada?"

"Cicadas? not good, not good. The lady objected, "The cicada is Kunmu, and the longevity is only a few years." It is also the same as the Zen of Buddhism. Isn't Xiang Gong a Taoist layman? Why did you choose this name?"

"How about the name Yi?"

Old... Excellent....