"What oath?" Wang Yueqing asked with a wary look at Zhou Cheng.

It turned out that Wang Yueqing had never been at ease with Zhou Cheng from beginning to end. I can't help but say that Zhou Cheng's thing this time is really a failure!

"Poor Dao doesn't want to be known to outsiders about himself and this peach forest. You swear that everything you see today will be kept strictly secret, and you will not tell anyone, otherwise the sky will thunder, can you do it?" Zhou Cheng asked.

When Wang Yueqing heard Zhou Cheng's words, her willow eyebrows immediately furrowed, and just as she was about to speak, Zhou Cheng added another sentence: "Maybe in other places, the so-called oath is worthless, and you don't believe in your oath very much." But here and now, you say you have to do it. The way of heaven is above, bear the cause and effect, and follow it like a shadow, you better not talk nonsense!"

"I know!" Wang Yueqing could understand why Zhou Cheng would make this oath himself. People like them are always eccentric, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests all their lives, not wanting outsiders to disturb their cultivation. Even if Wang Yueqing has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run on TV!

"But what the people outside say, won't they blame me!" Wang Yueqing thought carefully about the pros and cons, and decided to plug the loophole first.

"Don't worry, they won't remember anything when they leave the peach forest!" Zhou Cheng replied. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Yueqing wanted to take him to find the fairy sword fragments, in fact, it would be the safest and easiest way to give her a soul forgetting technique to wash away the memories of the past two days.

"What did you do to them?" Wang Yueqing immediately turned around and asked Zhou Cheng with a wary expression.

"Don't worry, it's not what you think. It's just a loss of memories of this peach forest. I won't be stupid, and I won't really have amnesia!" Zhou Cheng waved his hand and urged: "It's almost dawn, you hurry up!"

"I, Wang Yueqing, swear to the sky that everything about the peach forest will always be buried in my heart and will never be mentioned to anyone. If you violate this oath, the sky will thunder and you will not be able to die!" Wang Yueqing gritted her teeth and swore an oath, and bursts of thunder immediately broke out in the sky, which made Wang Yueqing's heart suddenly furious, and she didn't dare to take the oath just now seriously.

"Alright, you can go. Don't forget our agreement!" Zhou Cheng stood up with a smile on his face and said, "When you go out later, you will keep walking in the direction you are facing, and then you can see your companion." It's going to be dawn soon, and you'll see the way out! Good luck all the way home. ”

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he waved his sleeves. Then Wang Yueqing was in a trance again. Then I found myself back in the peach forest again. Fortunately, at this time, the sky was already bright, and the peach forest was not as gloomy as it was just now.

Wang Yueqing followed Zhou Cheng's words and walked straight forward, but after walking a few dozen steps, she saw a few sleeping companions under the peach tree.

One two three four five. Wang Yueqing breathed a long sigh of relief. This time, not only did they meet Xiao Yue, Yang Xiang, and Wu Yugang again, but even the two guys who had never seen a figure were here. Wang Yueqing calmed down, and hurriedly walked over to shake her companion awake.

The companions are all fine, it seems that only Wu Yugang seems to be a little bit wrong. I just can't tell what's wrong.

Forget it, I can't take care of this matter by myself! Wang Yueqing thought about Wu Yugang's performance in the peach forest, and secretly buried her words in her heart.

It was dawn, and Wang Yueqing under the skylight really saw the edge of the peach forest directly. When Wang Yueqing followed her companion out of the peach forest, Wang Yueqing breathed a long sigh of relief.

This night was so unusual, it was like a mythical ghost movie. It's a pity that such a strange experience can't be talked about with anyone. Looking at a few casual companions, Wang Yueqing secretly thought: "Now the secret in the peach forest is probably only me who remembers!"

Thinking of this, Wang Yueqing looked back at the peach forest with complicated eyes, and sighed, as if relieved, and like something else. Then he slowly left with the group in a complicated manner.

"Okay, we're ready to leave too!" Zhou Cheng looked at the figure in the distance, patted the little black cat's little head and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Xuanguang Temple in the night is still the kind of place where people and animals are not close, Zhou Cheng inadvertently pulled out the fairy sword, controlled by the fairy sword pure yang sword gang, the ghost market of the Xuanguang Temple dissipated for a few years, but a few years later, the ghost market still appeared again.

This is the unchanging obsession of a group of undead for thousands of years, and this is the unfulfilled wish of the undead Gate, which has been consistent for a hundred years.

Zhou Cheng knew what they were waiting for, and it was precisely because he knew that he felt sad and guilty.

Obsession is simple and complex. What's complicated is that it involves the six realms of yin and yang, the rules of heaven and earth between the cycle of life and death. Simply put, it is nothing more than a kind of insistence on the mission of the deceased, the adherence to the unfulfilled wishes.

Obsession is the only thing in the rules of heaven and earth that can cross the two worlds of yin and yang. But most of the endings of obsession are not happy. After all, there are too few who can wish, and more obsessions will disappear in hopeless perseverance, and everything will dissipate between heaven and earth with time, leaving no trace.

It may be a long process, fifty years, a hundred years. The obsession does not disappear, and the soul does not return to its place.

When Zhou Cheng held the fairy sword in his hand, followed by a little black cat who followed the same steps, and slowly stepped on the steps in front of the Xuanguang Temple with bated breath, on the Qingcheng Mountain, in the Xuanguang Temple, the bells of the ceremony rang in unison, and the sound shook for ten miles.

"Disciples greet the patriarch in charge", and the winding mountain Shinto stood on both sides of the phantom figures dressed in cyan Taoist robes. These are all disciples of the entrance view who died a hundred years ago. Just because of an unfinished mission, an unfinished obsession. watched for a hundred years, waiting bitterly for the appearance of the ancestor of the posthumous person.

There is no detachment, no reincarnation. Shuttling between yin and yang, he will not rest for a hundred years.

Now that Zhou Cheng is here, when Zhou Cheng holds the fairy sword in his hand and steps on the stone steps to the Xuanguang Temple, it also indicates that the hundred-year wait has finally come to an end.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Yuxu, the forty-seventh generation disciple of the Xuanguan Temple, has seen the head patriarch!" When Zhou Cheng approached the gate of the Xuanguan Temple, he also took Zhou Cheng's little hand and brought Zhou Cheng into the gate of the Xuanguang Temple, and the acting master of the old Taoist appeared at the gate again. He looked at Zhou Cheng deeply.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" all the phantoms in the Xuanguang Temple immediately followed in unison.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Zhou Cheng accepted it calmly, and then returned the salute.

The main hall is still the same, no different from when Zhou Cheng came. It's just that there's one less fairy sword. Because the fairy sword has already been caught by Zhou Cheng now.

The three pillars of fragrance are up to the heavens. More than ten years ago, Zhou Cheng worshiped the gods, but more than ten years later, Zhou Cheng worshipped the master.

Serendipity is so strange.

"Take refuge in the supreme way, get a glimpse of the three cave scriptures, the wonderful reason is guided by the teacher, and the cultivation is in self-sincerity. The magic weapons in the hall vibrate, accompanied by the fragrant green smoke that went straight to the sky.

"Comfortable in the Three Qingjing, free Penglai Immortal, three hundred words of Yin Fu, five thousand words of morality."

"Dao Xiang De Xiang is not fragrant, and Wu is quiet and natural incense. The incense was burned in the golden furnace, and the cigarette smoke was burning to the heavens. Gao Zhen is invited to the Dharma and welcome the Ten Thousand Saints to descend to the dojo. The public officials took refuge in the ceremony, and Luan sang and danced to the scripture hall. Incense offerings to the Three Treasures of Da Luo!"

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The real gold is difficult to measure, only to hide the entrance to a trick, the movement and stillness to use upside down, will gather three and five to heaven, anti-ape horse beads and jade full, drive the north to the south The sun and the moon are long, the saints are merciful and supportive, and the ambition is converted to the ten directions. . . ！

With the sound of chanting in the main hall, a heavy purple gold Taoist temple was gently put on top of Zhou Cheng's head. It is different from the crown and scarf ceremony of ordinary people. Zhou Cheng directly worshiped the ancestor master, he was the forty-second generation disciple of Xuanguangguan from the beginning, the ancestor of all the disciples here, plus the immortal disciple, and he was the undisputed leader.

Zijin Taoist Temple is the inheritance of Xuanguang Temple, which is both an honor and a responsibility.

Even if the Xuanguang Temple is not only in ruins now, but there are not even half a disciple under the sect.