"Brother Qin, I'll go upstairs first." Caihua patted my shoulder and followed Yin Zhengyue upstairs with a solemn expression.
I rarely see Caihua so depressed. He seems to be in a bad mood and depressed. He has always been indifferent to Nana, which I can understand. But for his master, although he is obedient, he does not seem to have the kind of respect that comes from the heart.
, which makes me confused.
"Xiao Qin, this person is not simple!" Long Po coughed and sighed.
"Grandma, are you okay?" As soon as Yin Zhengyue went upstairs, Grandma Long sat down on the bench. Her originally bronze face was extremely pale and bloodless, like a dying person.
Grandma Long shook her head, pulled me to sit down, and coughed: "Xiao Qin, grandma is fine, don't worry, he can't kill me with just these two blows."
As she spoke, she covered her mouth and started coughing again. When she let go, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
"Mother-in-law!" I hurriedly opened her palms. Her hands were as cold as ice, and they were stained with blood. It was obvious that she had suffered severe internal injuries.
Only then did I realize that the two of them holding the candle just now were not simply competing in skills, but that they had compressed their own energy and competed secretly. However, I didn't expect that Yin Zhengyue was so powerful, and even an expert like Long Po Po was defeated by him.
, suffered a dark loss.
"It's okay. My mother-in-law has lived for so many years. She is old and her craftsmanship is not as good as his. It's just a minor injury." Long Po looked at me kindly, as if he were looking at his own grandson.
"Xiao Qin, you really look like him." Long Po gently patted the back of my hand and coughed lightly.
"Mother-in-law..."
"When Zhengyun was young, he was as kind as you, passionate and righteous...ahem." Long Po said.
"Mother-in-law, who are you talking about Zhang Zhengyun?" I couldn't help but ask.
Long Po smiled and said: "Zhengyun is the Lord of Hell of this generation, and he is also my old man's only disciple. When he was your age, he had already practiced the techniques taught by the Heavenly Master to the state of transformation. Later, he pursued and suppressed three evil cults in Kunlun Mountains.
At the time of evil, he was injured by the tricks of three evil spirits and almost died. After the old man saved him, he saw that he was very talented and taught him the mysterious method privately. He, he was also impatient like you at that time...ahem."
"Mother-in-law, don't be impatient and speak slowly." I finally understood that Zhang Zhengyun is the Yan Jun of this generation, and Yan Jun is the apprentice of Long Po and his wife. No wonder the old Eighth Master asked me to mention Zhang Zhengyun's name before. I was surprised.
Luang Phor quickly poured tea for her.
"Xiao Qin, in terms of cultivation, you are still far behind Zhengyun at that time. But don't be impatient. Since you have been reincarnated as Wolong, you must have a lot of blessings. It will be good for you to practice more.
." Long Po said.
In fact, I didn’t speak more than a hundred words to Luang Po, but we felt extremely close to each other. I felt as if we were my elders and grandma, who were as close and kind to me.
At this point, she coughed again, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the table. It seemed that Yin Zhengyue's few attacks were extremely serious.
Thinking of this, my favorable impression of him immediately dropped. No wonder Xuanmen called him a cult. He attacked an old man so harshly, which was really contrary to his elegant demeanor.
"Mother-in-law, let me help you go and have a rest!" I helped Long Po into her bedroom.
Her bedroom is very simple, with a bed, a yellowed painting, and a black box under the bed.
Long Po leaned on the bed, pointed to the painting on the wall and said: "This is Zhengyun's master, my old man. He is the descendant of the Jiang family of Taigongmen. The Jiang family has lived in seclusion for generations, and only one person is passed down from generation to generation. Zhengyun is now the descendant of Taigongmen.
Master, it would be great if he could teach you Taigong's secret method."
I looked up and saw a painting of a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on a white deer in the vast white snow, with a wine gourd hanging around his neck, and he was meditating.
Next to it are a few small characters on the rope: "Yuxu Taigongmen Jiangbaicheng!"
"Zhengyun used his pure Yang vein as a guide to seal away all the ghosts in Purple Mountain. He almost died. The old man also risked his life in order to save him. Hey, in Xuanmen, being upright will lead to suffering, so you have to look away.
Click." Luang Po said.
I know that it must have been Bai Lian who told her about my suffering. Luang Po spoke to me so much in order to encourage me.
"Grandma, don't worry, no matter how hard it is, I will keep going." I nodded vigorously.
Just as I was talking, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from upstairs. I settled down with Luang Po and hurriedly walked out. I saw Caihua running down the stairs angrily, with Nana following behind him.
Caihua has always been a bit off in my eyes, a person with a hot temper, but I have never seen him so angry, and his whole face was so gloomy.
"Stupid pig, are you crazy, talking to dad like this?" Zhou Nana took a step forward, took Caihua's hand, and asked in a reproachful tone.
"Please, please, please leave me alone?..." Caihua yelled.
When he saw me, he swallowed the rest of his words.
"Cauliflower, what's wrong?" I asked with a frown.
Caihua glanced at Zhou Nana, frowned and said, "Brother Qin, it's nothing, why don't you rest."
I just wanted to tell him that Long Po was injured, but when I thought that he was Yin Zhengyue's apprentice, I forgot about it. There are too many secrets in Caihua, especially after meeting Yin Zhengyue, I think it is better not to say some things.
wonderful.
"Junior sister, please go back." Caihua sat down on the bench next to the table and said coldly.
Zhou Nana stamped her feet and said coquettishly: "You are really bad-tempered. You have become more capable now, right? You don't even listen to dad anymore."
Caihua suddenly became angry and raised her voice: "This has nothing to do with whether you grow or not. Just stay away from me, okay?"
"Hmph, who cares about you, you stupid pig?" Zhou Nana's eyes turned red and she went upstairs angrily.
"Cauliflower, what's wrong?" I asked.
Caihua didn't say anything, just picked up the teapot, drank a few cups, and then said: "Hey, don't mention it, my master..."
Just as we were about to continue talking, there was suddenly a chill in the hall. We both looked up and saw that Yin Zhengyue was standing by the railing on the second floor, fanning his folding fan and looking at the two of us with a smile.
I broke out in a cold sweat. Neither Caihua nor I saw how Yin Zhengyue appeared.
Caihua's face became even more ugly, and she lowered her head and gave me a look, hinting that we would talk later.
Seeing me looking at him, Yin Zhengyue nodded to me gracefully.
"Li'er, come up." Yin Zhengyue said.
Caihua stood up and said helplessly: "Yes, Master."
As he said that, he glanced at me and reluctantly walked upstairs.
I don't understand what happened, but Caihua's expression seemed very bad. Could it be that there was a rift between the master and the disciple?
After staying at the foot of the mountain for three days, Huang Dang and the brothers from the Tianji Sect arrived before the mountain gate was opened. Everyone’s faces were filled with excitement. I knew their psychology very well. They wanted to see the Tianji Sect.
A rise.
Afraid of affecting my mood, I didn't tell them about Niu Li being killed by Jin Yiwei. After all, this bad debt is still on my head, and I don't know how to explain it to the heroes of the world.
"Boom!" On the third day, the entire Longhu Mountain trembled, and the tens of millions of sealing stones were finally opened.
Longhu Mountain has endured for thousands of years and has not been destroyed. Neither the armies of the past dynasties nor the peasant rebels have been able to take action against it. A large part of the reason is because of the existence of the sealing stone.
The sealing stone that is 100 meters high and locks the way up the mountain is the best guard of Longhu Mountain. If the sealing stone cannot be opened, no one can go up to Longhu Mountain unless the Daluo deity descends to earth.
"Baozi, where are the cauliflowers?" I asked Huang Dang and the disciples from the Tianji Sect to go ahead and asked Brother Baozi who hurried downstairs.
"Who knows, this guy hasn't seen anyone for two or three days. He may have gone up the mountain." Baozi said.
I thought that no matter how sinister Yin Zhengyue was, he would not attack the cauliflower. I thought for a while and said, "Okay, then we won't wait for him. Let's go up the mountain."
"Yaksha, you must be careful." Bai Lian came over, took my hand, and said gently.
"Don't worry, you take good care of Long Po, and I will come back after finishing the things on the mountain." I lightly scratched her nose, and left with Brother Baozi.
The mountain was closed and the stone was opened, and various sects and sects went up the mountain in great force. The mountain road was narrow and steep, and there were many masters from Longhu Mountain's Tianshi Sect standing along the way. It can be said that it was heavily defended.
When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, Longhu Mountain looked like a dragon and a tiger crouching in the vast night. The mountain was majestic, steep and majestic.
There are many heroes from various sects who are generous and forthright. They recite poems and sing harmony, which is also very lively.
"This Longhu Mountain really has some aura. No wonder it is on par with Tianlong Temple, surpassing Wudang Mountain and becoming the first pope of Xuanmen." Dumpling sighed.
"You are wrong. The really powerful ones are the Kunlun Yuxu Sect. They protect the lifeline of the entire Xuanmen and protect the seal, so they don't show off and participate in the so-called secular disputes." Baozi shook his head.
Just as he was talking, I saw a black cloud far away from the mountain, rolling up the mountain like flying.
It wasn't until I got closer that I saw it clearly. It turned out to be a black sedan chair. Four weirdoes wearing black trousers, bare upper bodies, and over two meters tall were walking as fast as flying, and they were carrying the sedan smoothly and steadily on the steep mountain road.
OK.
The sedan was filled with a black aura, and no one dared to step on it. It was like entering a deserted area, and anyone who stood in the way was knocked away one after another, which caused a lot of public anger.
It's just that the four bearers looked fierce and cold, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with, so no one really dared to take it seriously.
"Damn it, who is the bastard in this sedan? He's so damn arrogant." Dumpling muttered.
"If I guessed correctly, he should be from the Evil Sect or Jin Yiwei." I thought thoughtfully.
"Jinyiwei? What Jinyiwei?" Dumpling asked with some confusion.
I smiled slightly and didn't answer. Caihua and I didn't want to tell everyone these shocking things, so as not to increase their psychological pressure.
While I was talking, I turned my wrist and used my vitality move "Blue Dragon Absorbing Water" to covertly move it against the curtain in the sedan. The curtain was raised and I saw a person sitting upright inside.
To be precise, it is a woman wearing a purple pleated dress. I know this woman. She is Chen Meizhi, whom I haven’t seen for a long time.