Chapter 133: The Daoist and the Old Man
At the same time that His Majesty the Emperor arrived in Jiangdu, the real person in charge of the sect also left Xuandu by dragon, accompanied by three peak lords and four palace lords.
It's just because the Dao Sect in Jiangdu City has been occupied by the Sword Sect, and the real person in charge of the sect will not go to Jiangdu, but the disciples of the Daoist sect will build a reed tent twenty miles outside the city of Jiangdu, so as to be the place where the real person in charge of the sect resides. This reed canopy is two storeys high, covers an area of more than ten acres, the golden light is shining, makes people forget the vulgar when they see it, and there are clouds and clouds around it, as if the light yarn is ten thousand heavy and deep locks, let people not see the scene in the reed canopy, look at it from afar, just like the place where the heavenly immortals in the myth and legend came to the world, and it is not inferior to the Jiangdu Palace of His Majesty the Emperor.
The most famous monk in the world has always been the head of the Taoist sect, he became famous at a young age, he was the best of his peers when he was young, and he was the first person in the world when he was old.
He had sat in Xuandu for many years, and the last time he went down the mountain was because of Gongsun Zhongmou, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, but only a few people such as nine Earth Immortals, Murong Xuanyin, and Xu Beiyou could see him when he went down the mountain, but this time it was different, he appeared in Jiangdu, and he would be seen by countless people.
The real person in charge of the sect has not arrived for a long time, and Dust Ye, Du Haixiao, Bai Yunzi and others can only wait here.
The rain was pouring down.
The raindrops fall on the reeds, as if washing away the dust, making the reeds brighter and brighter.
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The big real people stood in front of the reeds, the rain in the sky could not touch the slightest, the leader of the real people dust leaf seemed to be a little annoyed by the untidy and messy rain silk, simply raised his hand and waved it gently, the rain falling from the sky was still more than ten zhang away from the ground when it all dissipated, the dust leaf was not to show how extraordinary his cultivation was, just because he was restless.
There is rain on this side of Lupeng to no rain, the East Lake Annex, which is only dozens of miles away, is still drizzling, the whole courtyard is shrouded in a white mist, the raindrops hit the rows of roof black tiles, there is a crisp sound, the sound is almost connected, and the falling raindrops gather into a thin stream, rushing down, hanging out a clear water line under the eaves.
Under the eaves is a clear floor that can reflect the figure of a person, Zhang Xueyao knelt on the floor, holding a cup of tea in both hands, and asked the young Taoist sitting cross-legged next to him, "What are you doing here?"
The young Taoist looked at the rain curtain and said calmly, "Come and meet an old friend." ”
Zhang Xueyao snorted coldly, "I don't think that the enemy who kills my husband will be a friend, the reason why I didn't draw my sword against you is because I know that I can't beat you, and second, because you saved my life back then, but I have already served tea to send guests now, why don't you leave?"
The young Taoist retracted his gaze, looked at the face beside him that should have been familiar but unfamiliar, and was unimpressed by the woman's words, and said softly: "Over the years, Murong has changed a lot, but you haven't changed much. ”
The smile on Zhang Xueyao's face became colder, "What's the matter, she has changed from a white lotus back then to a rich peony today?"
The Taoist smiled and said, "This analogy is a bit interesting, but it's not that meaningful. ”
He didn't turn his head to look at the woman's face, and said to himself: "I don't have any other intention to come this time, one is because of the way, and the other is that I don't have much time in this world, and I will see a few old people before leaving, and I won't be able to see them even if I want to see them in the future." ”
"It's just right to see it, so hurry up and go to the sky, so as not to be an eyesore on the ground. Zhang Xueyao said coldly: "No one here wants to see you." ”
The young Taoist sighed lightly: "In this way, I am really an unpleasant fellow. ”
Zhang Xueyao said calmly: "You were like this when you were a child, you were self-righteous, that is, Murong Xuan would treat you as a treasure." ”
The young Taoist was still not angry at all, and said with a smile: "When I was a child, the time was too long, and I can't remember it clearly. ”
Zhang Xueyao sneered: "Will the real person in charge of the dignified Taoist sect forget things when he is old?"
The young Taoist put his hands on his knees, looked down at the back of his crystal jade hand, and said calmly: "People will not get old, but their hearts will be old. We are all old, I have become the real person in charge of the Daomen, and you have become the acting sect master of the Sword Sect, the grievances and grievances of the year may be settled, or it may become a dead debt, it depends on whether the kid surnamed Xu has this ability. ”
Zhang Xueyao looked at the rain curtain and said softly, "You just wait." ”
The young Taoist laughed and said, "Zhang Xueyao, have you ever thought that the reason why you and Xu Beiyou can gain a stable foothold in Jiangdu and even occupy the Taoist workshop of Jiangnan Daomen is all due to the death of Gongsun Zhongmou and the guilt that I had to kill him, if it weren't for his death, I would never have allowed the Sword Sect to act recklessly." ”
Zhang Xueyao sneered: "In this way, I would like to thank your subordinates for their mercy." ”
The young Taoist said softly: "If the people of the Demon Suppression Hall dare to make an attack on the Sword Sect without permission, I will let them stay in the Shen Punishment Division for half a year. ”
Zhang Xueyao's face was expressionless, "It is worthy of being the number one Taoist sect in the world, and there is nothing to do." ”
Qiu Ye chuckled and said: "You think too highly of me, if it is really impossible to do anything, why should I meet with the junior of the Xiao family in Jiangdu, how good is it to let him go to Xuandu to see me directly?"
Zhang Xueyao sneered: "When Xiao Yu was alive, did you dare to say this? ”
Qiu Ye stretched out his hand to catch some raindrops, turned his head sideways and said: "Whether it's Xiao Xuan or Xu Beiyou, it's true that they are my juniors, but when I was young, I still had to be the enemy of Qingchen, an elder, and I was in a near-death place several times, and no one stood up for me at that time." It is said that every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, I am so, Xiao Yu is so, Gongsun Zhongmou is even more so, when the Sword Sect was overturned, at that time, it was still Uncle Tianchen who was in charge of the Daomen, and many uncles of the Dust Sect were also alive, but the Sword Sect only had one junior, he ran alone in the world, what could he do?
Zhang Xueyao held the teacup and looked down to see her expression clearly, "Long-winded." ”
Qiu Ye laughed at himself: "It will be extremely stormy, and it is already the top floor of Qionglou." Among them, only people know whether they are warm or cold. When I was young, I still had many friends who could talk, but the further I went, the fewer friends I had, some died, some died, some turned against each other, and finally became a loner. ”
"Whether you recognize it or not, I will treat you as a friend, but I still have to say that I am sorry for you when I killed Gongsun Zhongmou on the Lotus Peak of Biyou Island, but if I had to do it all over again, I would still choose that way. I'm not saying this to make you forgive me, it's just that I want to find someone to talk to in the last few hours of this world. ”
"The hour has come, take your leave. ”
The outer incarnation of this Dao Sect Master got up and walked into the rain curtain, and then slowly dissipated in the rain curtain.