This blessing ceremony lasted from late afternoon to You hour. The sky was getting dark, and everyone could see through the autumn water. However, from the back mountain, there was still no news that the leader had left the seclusion. With the round above his head,
The full sun sank into the Western Mountain little by little, reflecting the colorful clouds on the top of the mountain. Darkness gradually came, and the hearts of all those who participated in the blessing ceremony in front of Qingchi Palace gradually sank to the bottom.
Finally... still not out?
The elders who were also sitting cross-legged on futons and reciting scriptures on the stage began to look gloomy and seemed a little disappointed. Everyone in the world can understand that it is difficult to become an earthly immortal. Otherwise, in the past hundred years, those who have achieved the status of earthly immortals will
I have never heard of one. Through senior brother's private explanation, I know that this earth immortal is not the ghost immortal after the liberation of the army. The ghost immortal refers to the cultivator who failed to practice pure yang and the yin spirit emerged after death.
He is a spirit ghost, and the earthly immortal that his master attacked has three flowers gathered on the top of his head, five qi toward the yuan, a point of true yang that transforms the whole body into yin, and he can travel under the sun, and has great supernatural powers.
However, the more powerful one has, the more difficult it is to do it. It is precisely because of this that Tao Jinhong lived like a dream for ten years, living in a cave without being able to escape.
I don’t know much about these things in Taoism, and Mr. Tao’s state of mind is beyond the reach of me as a Gu farmer. However, looking at everyone’s high spirits, they all thought that today was the day Tao Jinhong left seclusion.
After waiting thoughtfully, what came back was a deathly silence. This pouring of cold water made many people in the venue unable to accept the reality.
Time passed little by little, and the expressions on the faces of the people I could see in my field of vision became more and more serious, almost becoming serious.
As an outsider, I naturally hope that Mr. Tao can come out of seclusion. This is because it is the Zamao Trail that the old man calls back to the mountain. When he comes out, we will have a huge thigh to hold, even if we don't deal with Yang Zhixiu anymore.
, and there is no need to worry about his own safety; secondly, from the perspective of Zamao Xiaodao, when this guy comes back, he actually doesn't care about everyone's attitude. The only thing he is nervous about is his master's.
In terms of position, only Tao Jinhong standing in front of him and personally announcing his return to the mountain gate could give him that strong sense of belonging.
This kind of ritual is absolutely necessary. As for Yang Zhixiu's previous admission, to Zamao Xiaodao, it is just a fart.
Time does not stop, it still slips away slowly. When the last ray of rays of light on the west mountain disappeared, I suddenly heard a noise at the mountain gate, and then someone shouted excitedly: "Here comes the magic circle from the back mountain."
Come on, someone is coming from the back mountain magic circle..." These words shocked the seven elders on the stage. They all stood up from the futon and stretched their heads to look towards the mountain gate.
When someone came to the back mountain array, the disciples consciously made way for a spacious road. I looked there nervously, but I saw a little man running towards this side, stumbling, and the corners of his clothes were full of dirt.
Ni Ba’s white robe made me wonder: “Isn’t this a steamed bun?”
Indeed, the messenger who came to Qingchi Palace this time was none other than the very senior Baozi who had been pestering us the past few days.
Panting, the little girl walked past the people sitting on the ground until she came to the high platform in front of the main hall of Qingchi Palace. She cupped her hands towards Yang Zhixiu in the middle and shouted in a sweet voice: "Senior Brother Yang, I have a guard.
The nephew of Master Xiao Yingyan of the Back Mountain Array has come to tell you some news about the elders and all the disciples of Maoshan..."
Everyone held their breaths and looked at this girl with a cute bun face. Yang Zhixiu ran down from the stage, held Baozi's hand with excitement and said: "Baozi, tell me, palm."
Has Senior Brother Men ever come out of seclusion?"
Yang Zhixiu's behavior showed sincerity, and he seemed to have a deep relationship with Tao Jinhong. On the other hand, when I looked at Fu Jun, who was not far away from us, he seemed much calmer, with his eyes closed expressionlessly and murmuring in his mouth.
Talking to himself, he seemed to be still reciting scriptures. Seeing countless people looking towards him, Baozi was not afraid of the stage. He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Auntie said that there was no movement today. I
Senior brother, the leader, can’t get out of confinement for the time being..."
After all, she was still nervous. She should have called her "aunt" in private, but now she said it in public. However, the others ignored it at all, showing disappointed expressions and sighing like a tsunami.
Came: "Ah..."
I frowned, thinking that even if Mr. Tao couldn't break through the deadlock, it didn't seem right to say it out loud like this, right?
Sure enough, Yang Zhixiu's face became extremely ugly. He frowned tightly. He seemed to want to say something when he saw Baozi. He took a step forward, pulled Baozi behind him, and faced the people surrounding the square.
A disciple said loudly: "God is not good at it. Today's ceremony is over. Although the master will not pass the test today, he will always be watching us. One day, he will achieve the position of Earth Immortal and become me."
The supreme glory of Maoshan. Okay, the leaders of each peak will stay to eat. The rest of the disciples, it’s getting late, so go back and rest, and pay attention to safety..."
Yang Zhixiu's announcement made the extremely disappointed Maoshan disciples stand up from the ground one after another. They were all dejected, calling in a low voice to find their fellow disciples from the same sect and making an appointment to go down the mountain together.
Looking at the crowd dispersing, Zamao Xiaodao, who had been reading scriptures seriously all afternoon, stood up, rubbed his legs and said nothing, but his face was very gloomy. I stood behind him in silence, and the senior brother was in front of us.
Not far away, when the elders entered the main hall, the Taoist boy from before came trotting all the way from the side passage to look for him. After saying a few words, the senior brother nodded, patted his shoulder, and came back to talk to us.
, let us follow the disciples of Zhenling Hall back to rest first. He still needs to discuss things with the elders and others, so we don't need to worry about him.
Senior Brother's departure this time will inevitably lead to various games, but we can't help much. After all, Zamao Xiaodao has just returned to Maoshan Sect, and I am a complete outsider and can't speak, so I nodded and let
He was more careful and we went back first.
The senior brother took two steps, then turned back, took my and Zamao Xiaodao's hands, and said solemnly: "Be careful!"
Hearing these meaningful words from the senior brother, Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other. It seems that there is still some lingering aftertaste of today's events? We nodded and let the senior brother rest assured that there are people on this Maoshan who want to plot against us.
Although there were many people, the number of people who could move us was really pitiful. With such confidence, Senior Brother also left with peace of mind.
It was getting late, and the order after the show was a bit chaotic. We originally wanted to wait for the buns, but this little girl seemed to be qualified to participate in the secret meeting in the back hall, so after Li Zefeng came over and called us, he no longer insisted, and followed
The great outflow left the Qingchi Palace.
Because the leader was not able to leave the customs, the disciples who had made good friends with us at noon did not come over to have a lively exchange. They just made an appointment to visit Zamao Xiaodao and then left sadly. The road down the mountain is still long, and there are steps every other step.
There was an infuriating wind lantern, and the dim light made people feel even more gloomy. Although there were many people, there were few people talking, so there was no need to say anything all the way.
When we returned to Zhenling Hall, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. We had finished washing up and sat in front of a wooden stool by the wall in front of the door, enjoying the mountain breeze. Li Zefeng came over to check if there was anything else.
, chatted with us for a while, and generally felt a little disappointed, feeling that Master Tao has been in seclusion for ten years, and it is not right to let the talkative person take charge of Maoshan if it continues like this.
Like other disciples, it is enough to concentrate on practicing every day. However, Li Zefeng has followed Fu Jun for many days and is considered a highly regarded disciple. Naturally, he has access to many things, so the things he considers will inevitably be more comprehensive.
After Li Zefeng left, Zamao Xiaodao and I sat on a simple wooden bench and looked at the dotted lights on the mountain below, distant and outline, like the eyes of a child, and we couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Everyone had their own thoughts, so they didn't talk much. They just sat quietly on the stools, saying nothing, breathing the fresh air of Maoshan at night. Logically speaking, Duoduo and Xiaoyao would come out at night, but this door
In Zhongdi, they were very depressed, so they didn't show up. We sat there for more than an hour. I couldn't help but kick Zamao Xiaodao and asked him what he planned to do in the future.
"In the future..." Zamao Xiaodao repeated, closed his eyes in pain, fell into silence, and did not speak.
He didn't speak. I knew that Tao Jinhong couldn't get out of prison today, which was a big blow to him, so I couldn't help but feel a little uncertain in my heart. I didn't know what to do, so I didn't bother to ask any questions. I just stared at the starry sky above my head without saying anything.
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I stayed like this quietly for a long time, and before I knew it, I fell asleep against the wall. I woke up in the middle of the night and asked Zamao Xiaodao if he felt the smell of blood. He shook his head and said no? I hugged him
My arm said it was cold, so he said we should go back to the room. So the two of us went back to the room and fell asleep separately. In the morning, we suddenly heard a lot of noise outside and couldn't fall asleep anymore. We were sleeping soundly on the other side of the alley.
, there was no movement, and I felt a little irritable. I stood up with a towel on my face, opened the window, and saw Li Zefeng walking by in a hurry, so I stopped him and asked him what happened.
Li Zefeng stopped, with a hesitant look on his face. After thinking for a moment, he finally said: "News came early in the morning that Elder Mao Tongzhen, who was guarding my gate in Maoshan, was found dead in the tunnel...