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Heavenly prison.
It is not as gloomy as imagined, it seems to be a peaceful garden, except that there are few people on the long street in front of the Tianlao, the gray stone slabs are very clean, and there is not a trace of dust in sight.
On this day, the door cast like ink slowly opened, and a girl came out. Her eyes were as cold as the glaciers in the far north. However, standing there, she was like a clear spring in a deep mountain valley. Her body exuded a refreshing fragrance.
, just like the green lotus blooming after the new rain on the empty mountain.
She is the princess of Hanyang, the only daughter of this generation of demon-suppressing kings, and the first royal nobleman to practice "Chilong Kung" to the tenth level.
The two goalkeepers guarding the Heavenly Prison were not squinting, but they could not help but glance at the corner of their eyes. Apart from the eldest prince and the seventh prince, the Hanyang Princess was the most eye-catching figure of the royal family.
legend.
At this moment, Liu Qingchan's eyes were a little distant, as if she sensed something. She frowned slightly, looked towards the end of the long street, and then left without looking back.
Standing at a familiar street corner, Su Qinian stopped. There was no one in the quiet corner.
After half a stick of incense, Su Qinian took a deep breath and turned around again.
After turning around and taking two steps, Su Qinian stopped, turned around again, and walked onto the street again. After burning a stick of incense, he stood in front of the Tianlao gate.
In the dark gate, the two goalkeepers were wearing blue armor, and their auras were not visible. However, Su Qinian knew that these two people were at least masters who had entered the first-class Hunyuan realm. This armor with lotus patterns was the royal family.
Seeing Su Qinian, the two goalkeepers frowned slightly but did not speak. A young man who had just established a foundation had eight hundred instead of one thousand in Chang'an. He was not worthy of their too much attention. The only thing that surprised the two was
It was this young man's gaze that made them understand at the first glance that someone extremely important to this young man must be imprisoned in the deep prison behind them.
Su Qinian's eyes were calm, then firm, then calm, until they were as calm as water. He stood for a whole hour, then bowed three times to the door of the prison, turned around, and left without looking back.
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…
This is a mansion that looks a bit dilapidated. The varnish on the tall elm door is peeling off, the white seal is hanging down, and the thick ink seal on it has become blurred and scattered into a ball.
Su Qinian raised his head and looked at the plaque above the door frame. The two characters Su Fu were also a little blurry, but it was not because of the erosion of wind and rain, but because the plaque was cracked. It was a fist seal deeply embedded in the center of the plaque.
Then, with the fist seal as the center, the entire plaque was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and it would completely collapse and fall apart with just the last trace of connection.
Stretching out a hand, Su Qi young caressed the door. He wanted to push the door open and go in to take a look. He didn't even want to use his spiritual body or mental power. He just wanted to see with his own eyes what he was familiar with.
, the place where he has lived for nearly ten years, where all his memories are buried.
This is his home.
In the end, he gave up the idea. He did not tear off the seal or open the familiar door, because it was not the time yet. One day, he would open the door openly and come back here again, and all the people who persisted...
All chess players will pay the due price.
So, he left, he was going to the Taoist Temple, to the place designated by Master Jiyuan, where he would live longer and become stronger.
Of course, for the current Su Qinian, he just wants to become stronger.
Because there are many doors he wants to push open, but he may not be able to push them open if he lives longer.
The Taoist Temple is located in a somewhat dark alley in the east of Chang'an City.
Different from the Royal Academy that Su Qinian knew, in the most prosperous area in the west of the city, the main entrance is magnificent, the whole body is made of golden nanmu, and the golden light is shining. It is called the palace of the saints among the people.
Su Qinian walked into the alley. It was obvious that this was an old alley that had been abandoned for many years. The gaps between the bricks were covered with moss and turned into an inky black color. It was unknown how long it had accumulated.
When he reached the end of the alley, Su Qinian saw the mottled door that he had seen when he walked in by chance. It was wrapped with many old vines and had been locked. Only a crack was left on the side door.
It's not locked.
squeak!
The rusty side door was pushed open with a harsh sound. When Su Qinian walked in, he saw a dilapidated and desolate look.
Many houses and buildings of the former Taoist Temple are still there, but there are moss everywhere, in clusters and clumps, starting from the inch of land where Su Qinian walked into the Taoist Temple, almost covering the entire Taoist Temple.
Really run down!
The Taoist temple is not small. Su Qinian walked down and probably had more than a hundred acres of land. In a capital city like Chang'an where land is at a premium, it is definitely a huge industry. It is a pity that it is buried here like this. At least there are
for more than a hundred years.
As far as Su Qinian knew, the Taoist academy had truly cut off its inheritance only after this generation of Han emperors succeeded to the throne a hundred years ago.
Of course, this is what Su Qinian got from some books and biographies. Su Qinian doesn’t know what the real reason is. And such a big place is still idle after being abandoned for so long. This in itself indicates something.
.
Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are the three avenues in this world, and each of them can lead to the legendary realm of destiny.
Of course, there is another avenue that has never been recognized by the righteous path, and that is the demonic path.
It is rumored that the devil comes from outside the territory and is related to the arrival of the demon clan. However, there has never been any direct evidence. However, it is an indisputable fact that demons are causing chaos in the world and moving the earth.
Marquis Mansion, main hall.
The old housekeeper narrated something very carefully. After half a stick of incense, Ling Tong frowned and said: "What do you want to do when you go to the Taoist Temple? Is there anyone in the world who still wants to do something with the help of this young man?
"
After pondering for a moment, Ling Tong sneered and said: "First pass the news to the Royal Academy."
"Yes, sir."
…
At this time, Su Qinian was standing in front of a large hall in the Taoist temple. He couldn't help but frown. There was really no one there, so was there any point in traveling all the way to Chang'an City? How could he live longer and become better?
powerful?
Taking out the green cloth package from his arms, Su Qinian opened it and found a dark porcelain bowl with a missing corner. There was nothing unusual about it. Su Qinian never understood why Master Jiyuan asked him to bring this bowl.
As far as the bowl is concerned in this Taoist temple, does it have any meaning in existence?
"Huh? Where did your bowl come from?"
Suddenly, a somewhat lazy voice sounded. Su Qinian was startled and followed the sound. He saw a thick clump of moss being stretched out in a corner not far from the main hall, and a man who looked a little dirty.
The ugly old man stretched his waist, yawned and stood up.
From the beginning to the end, Su Qinian did not notice that there was anyone in this Taoist courtyard.
Master?
Su Qinian had such an idea, but heard the old man rubbed his eyes, patted the moss on his body that seemed to have grown for a long time, and said casually: "Don't think about it too much, I'm just a useless person, I just saved a few points.
Realm, so you couldn’t discover it, but these days, just having realm is of no use.”
"Senior, are you from the Taoist Academy?" Su Qinian asked, not letting down his guard because of this.
"The dying man reluctantly became the last master of this Taoist temple." The old man stepped forward, looked at Su Qinian up and down, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu".
You are a disciple of Wudang! I didn’t expect that I could actually see a junior who has perfected the tenth level of top-notch foundation building skills before he died. It’s really rare and not bad.”
The old man reached out and patted his shoulder. Su Qinian's muscles were a little stiff. It wasn't that he didn't want to hide, but that from when the old man stretched out his hand to when he withdrew his hand, he didn't react at all, or in other words, he didn't have time to react at all.
But again, just like what the old man said, he didn't notice any fluctuations in power, whether it was blood or internal energy. It seemed that the person standing in front of him was an ordinary old man.
The most important thing is that the old man saw through his true identity at a glance, but this kind of eyesight is definitely extraordinary.
"Okay, tell me, where did this bowl come from?" The old man looked at Su Qinian.
The master of the Taoist Academy did not look very old, but he was very dirty. He was not tall, even a little short. His gray hair was casually hanging around. When he looked at Su Qinian, he only had a pair of dark eyes.
, like the deepest starry sky at night.
Looking at these eyes, Su Qinian almost had an impulse and said involuntarily: "Jiyuan."
As these two words were spoken, Su Qinian's mind was shaken. In the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the divine body was filled with silver light. The fourth level of "Ecstasy Technique" was operating to the extreme, but he did not find that he was being manipulated in any way.
Shocking signs of slavery.
However, Su Qinian was certain that there was something extremely strange about this old man who claimed to be the last master of the Taoist Academy.
At this moment, the old man fell silent. He turned around and took two steps, then turned left and took two steps, then turned right and took two steps. Finally, he took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Su Qinian, and said solemnly: "
From today on, you are the next head of the Taoist Academy."
The next president?
Su Qinian was shocked by these words. He came here to study. How could he suddenly become the next head of this Taoist academy? Besides, he didn't think he could support such a ruined institution.
Taoist temple, and since he left Chang'an City, too many burdens have been placed on his shoulders. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold it, so he refused without hesitation.
The old man sneered and said: "When Jiyuan handed this bowl to you, didn't he tell you that whoever gets this bowl will be the next master of the Taoist temple. Now that this bowl is in your hand,
So you are the next dean, unless you don’t want to get everything Jiyuan may have promised you.” (Please, please subscribe, Ancestor Worship has delayed the time, and the second update is even later, sorry.) (To be continued.)
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