"Have you heard? Another one died!"

As night falls, the lights are brightly lit on Dongxuan Mountain and down the mountain. Whether it is the inner sect's true disciples or the outer sect's deacons, they are coming and going, coming in and out, busy and anxious, and their moods are very different.

Those who entered the mountain from the outer gate all had sad faces.

"I didn't expect that the young master of Yunmen would die again, and he died in the mountain gate. I heard that not long ago, several people from Yunmen died because of our Dongxuan Sect."

"This is really bad. I wonder if I will be held accountable by Yunmen!"

"Why are you all so dejected? If the rumors of the death of several young masters of Yunmen are true, doesn't it mean that the legend of our founding master becoming an immortal is also true? With an immortal as your backer, why should Yunmen be afraid?

"

"Innocent! How can it be so easy to see an immortal? Alas, you are too young to understand."

"Whether our ancestor of Dongxuan is an immortal or not, let's not talk about it for now. After all, it is all rumors. It is difficult to tell whether it is true or not, and there is no way to prove it. But the reputation of Yunmen is real!"

…

Everyone was talking about walking in a hurry, but little did they know that all these words were heard by a pair of ears.

"Is there something wrong with these people?"

Shen Shu, the granddaughter of the old man Qing Mingzi, was sitting in a stone pavilion on the mountain road. Listening to the words of the people passing by, she couldn't help but curl her lips and said: "With such a powerful patriarch, he still worries about this and that.

"

She lowered her head and calculated, then continued: "After all, this is the second time, right? There was news before that the ancestor was a true immortal! But his disciples and disciples are still mumbling here, this is too abnormal

Aren’t they smart enough? Or is it someone with great powers who is forcibly giving them wisdom? It’s really outrageous.”

"These people are different from you."

Qing Mingzi was sitting on the edge of the stone table, drinking with Grandma Lingshu. Hearing this, he glanced at his granddaughter and said: "Since you learned the method of Qingming's spiritual realm, you can see the world through a mirror.

Something happened in the early morning in Xizhou, a hundred thousand miles away. If you get up and take a quick look, you will know. The information you absorb every day is more than the ancient sages wrote in their lifetime."

"Yes, the great Confucians in ancient times had to travel over mountains and ridges for several years to learn something. It was amazing to be able to write a book of more than 100,000 words in a lifetime! But our descendants have benefited from the art of magic.

, but you can know it with the movement of your fingers, but it lacks a bit of charm." The person who spoke this time was the girl-like Grandma Lingshu, and there was also a hint of sadness in her words.

Qing Mingzi nodded and pointed at the people coming and going below.

He said: "How little do they know? They don't know the causes and consequences. In their opinion, the immortal is powerful and Lianxu is just as powerful. But they don't know how much more powerful the immortal is than Lianxu. They probably think that they can do it."

One immortal defeats three voids, so if we have an immortal in our own family, and the number of people who practice void cultivation in Yunmen is overwhelming, should they be worried?"

Grandma Lingshu agreed with her face and said: "For many years, there have been no rumors of immortals in Dongxu. The world's imagination of immortals is actually based on the performance of the monks. No higher method can be thought of. Naturally,

I don’t understand the greatness of it either.”

Shen Shu was a little dissatisfied, raised her brows and said, "Grandpa is wrong. If so, how can they know the news in the mountain in just one day? There must be magic, or there are offerings at home, and they have something to do with me. How much different?"

"Little girl, you have a habit of thinking and think that everyone is the same as you. The fact that this group of people can get the news just proves that they don't get all the news. They don't know as comprehensively as you do, so naturally they can't make correct judgments."

Grandma Lingshu shook her head, pointed to the mountain and said: "Although Yun Conglong only showed his identity in the mountain, the inner sect of the mountain usually only cares about cultivation, travel, fighting, retreat, food and clothing, and can't afford the outer sect. What will the disciples do? If there is any disturbance, it will only take a meal to spread to the outside. But these disciples have their own duties in the mountains. What they see and hear is like a blind man touching an elephant, only half a claw, missing it biasedly, and hindering himself. Knowledge and the news that is spread will naturally be biased."

Qing Mingzi nodded in agreement and sighed: "The news that the founder of the mountain is dead but not dead, and that he returns to his soul to kill people, for the outer disciples who have never even seen a map of the world, are hundreds of miles away from the mountain, and have no idea of ​​the customs and customs. , is far less shocking than the thunderous death of Young Master Yunmen, let alone..."

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "There has long been a force secretly pushing to stigmatize the Dongxuan Patriarch everywhere. For this reason, he did not hesitate to kill many monks of his generation, such as Hongdeng Zhenren, etc. Bringing out valuables, wearing them with pride, and sharing the prestige of Taoist friend Dongxuanzi."

Shen Shu asked curiously: "Those are rumors from outside. Could it be that the sect founded by Patriarch Dongxuan can still be affected by rumors!?"

"Dongxuan Sect is the hardest hit area. You are too young." Grandma Lingshu shook her head with a sigh on her face, "This is an obvious way to kill the heart! No matter how many rumors there are outside, the reputation of the Dongxuan Ancestor will no longer matter." Low, but for people in the past, others are dead. At most, it is just a little more ridicule, so what? The real target of these rumors is Dongxuan! It is to shake the foundation of Dongxuan! Destroy its mountain gate and establish a of legal principles!”

Qing Mingzi also said meaningfully: "Don't think that the founder of the country will naturally have an advantage in the sect and will not be affected by rumors and rumors. From ancient times to the present, the founder of the country and the founder of the country have been slandered and slandered. There are too many things to list, and they are nothing more than the first move to destroy history and destroy the roots! The person who spreads the rumors has a deep grudge against the Dongxuan Sect!"

Shen Shu was dizzy by this series of words, and finally wondered: "But the direct disciples of Patriarch Dongxuan are still there, and they are still in charge of the sect, so why are they sitting idly by and ignoring them?"

Qing Mingzi suddenly condensed his voice into a bunch and said: "The upper echelons of the Dongxuan Sect, the few who are in charge of the Dongxuan Taoist lineage, seem to be laissez-faire due to the oppression of certain forces or other concerns... …”

Let it go?

Shen Shu was startled, with a puzzled look on her face, but seeing her grandfather's appearance, she knew that asking would be in vain, so she curled her lips and changed the subject: "Grandpa, how long do you plan to stay here? How long do you want to wait for the immortal to really come back? Mountain? Didn't the person who suppressed the ferocious beast before say that it was just a projection that was summoned?"

"Yes, but there are so many traces of the Immortal. Apart from waiting around, where can we look for it?" Qing Mingzi shook his head, and suddenly pointed to the distance with a smile, "However, compared to the anxiety of those few, we are Pretty good.”

When Shen Shu heard this, she looked in the direction pointed by her grandfather, and happened to see the mysterious lady in red, the master of Longxi Palace, and two other beautiful women, each occupying a pavilion, all adjusting their breaths with their eyes closed.

"You look very calm." She looked puzzled.

Qing Mingzi shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Grandma Lingshu sighed and said, "When I go back, I still have to persuade that silly girl of my own."

Several people were still talking and watching, but Shen Shu saw several people walking out of the mountain gate. Each of them looked a little dazed. She looked at them carefully and recognized their identities immediately.

"These are not the few people who were frightened when the Dongxuan Patriarch showed his power. I heard that he is still the prince and crown prince of the mortal dynasty!" Shen Shu said, and couldn't help but sigh: "The people in the palace at that time The situation, in addition to many things before and after, a little bit of the aftermath has leaked out. Their mortal bodies would have been dead a long time ago, but now they are still alive and well. They are really lucky!"

It was Qin Quan, Chen Xuan and others who were walking out of the mountain gate. Up to this moment, after spending one night on the mountain, their hearts were still full of horror and shock, and their whole bodies were in a state of confusion. Just as Shen Shu said, at that time The situation in the palace was dangerous and chaotic to the extreme. Looking back on the past, I was indeed filled with fear and palpitations, and then I felt lucky——

When the first few parties suddenly erupted, Chen Xuan and others could not see clearly due to their cultivation. They could only see brilliant lights and shadows, numerous crises, and a fatal feeling that lingered around them and could not go away.

On the contrary, after the legendary founder took action in unimaginable ways, they all saw it clearly, and because of this, they became more frightened and admired.

"I didn't expect that our ancestor would actually become an immortal! The rumors are all true!"

He went down the mountain in silence all the way. When he reached the foot of the mountain and there were no other outer disciples rushing around, Qin Quan suddenly sighed sincerely. Although there was still a sense of shock in his tone, it was more of a high-spirited feeling that was worthy of being honored!

When Chen Xuan heard this, his eyes were full of excitement, and he nodded and said: "Before going up the mountain, I still had a lot of worries and doubts. Looking back now, our worries are really unfounded. Our ancestors have great magical powers. How can we measure it? Even if it is. Talking behind your back is offensive! After I go back, I will make it clear to my father, so that he will no longer be suspicious, mess up, and let others see the joke."

"Yes, I will report it to my father after I return..."

Unlike the outer disciples who only knew rumors and were entering the mountain, the two of them had seen the power of the Patriarch with their own eyes. They had no doubts at all, and all their thoughts and worries had long since disappeared.

However, as he was talking, Qin Quan suddenly stopped. First he was stunned, and then he sneered: "It came very quickly, so why don't you give up?"

Chen Xuan was startled, followed the other person's gaze and looked over. He was also slightly startled, and then he understood.

"The people from Yunmen are here again?"

In front of the two of them, several flying boats were slowly landing. Two people in white clothes walked out of the front boat. They were very dignified and had arrogant expressions. Just one look at that appearance made Chen and Qin think back to each other.

Recalling Yun Conglong who was beaten to death by his ancestor, he guessed the origin.

Qin Quan whispered: "The ghost is really lingering. One person dies, and another group comes! They dare to provoke the ancestor, and they will definitely not end well!"

But after saying that, when someone came closer, he immediately shut his mouth and pulled Chen Xuan aside.

Unexpectedly, the two people came straight over. When one of them saw the appearance of these two people, one of them frowned slightly, as if suppressing his disgust and anger, and then he raised his hands and asked: "I dare to ask you two, but Dongxuan

Disciple?" Although his tone was cold and arrogant, there was some courtesy in his words.

This contrast made Chen and Qin stunned.

In the end, Qin Quan took the initiative to step out, returned the greeting with his hands, and asked: "We are just registering the names of the outer sect. I wonder if you have any advice?"

"Only a registered disciple? Why did the hermit cultivator ask me to come and ask these two?"

The two Yunmen men in white looked at each other, feeling increasingly dissatisfied. However, thinking about what they had been warned repeatedly when they came, they still said patiently: "We are Yunmen disciples, and we have been ordered to come to worship the mountain...please...please forgive me."

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Chapter completed!