"Your disciple Xiang Que, please send the master back to heaven..." Xiang Que knelt on the ground and howled and cried. His shrill tone pierced the white white of the fish in the sky, and it was dawn.
The concept of the old Taoist to Xiang Qu is that parents are reborn parents. If the old Taoist does not have the old Taoist, he would die prematurely in childhood, and Xiang's family was also implicated. A person like a teacher or a father gave him more than 20 years of life and a journey.
The wonderful thing about it was, the old Taoist returned to heaven, and Xiang Que's energy was almost completely drained.
Xiangque knelt on the ground and moved his legs to the old Taoist side like a walking corpse. He reached out to rub his cheeks and saw that the old Taoist hair was a little messy, Xiangque Ban straightened his hair, and then tidied up the old Taoist's robe.
, smooth and stretch, meticulously and meticulously.
He arranged the old Taoist's body in a regular manner, straightened his body with his lips, held the ground with both hands, and kowtowed heavily to the old Taoist.
"Dong" a muffled sound came from the blue bricks.
"Dong" kowtowed again, making a loud noise.
"Dong, dong, dong" three times in a row, and a blood mark was stained on the blue brick, bleeding towards the missing head.
"Dong, dong, dong, dong" Xiangque knelt beside the old Taoist, his eyes were dull.
That year, in the west of Xiangjiatun, an old Taoist walked in the woods with a blood-covered child walking in the woods, surrounded by white mist.
"This child is a body of a hundred ghosts. If you want to save him, you have to be my teacher... He committed five evils and three necrotics. If that's the case, then it's called Xiang Qu." That year
The old Taoist formally accepted him as his disciple and named him Xiang Que.
That year, the old Taoist traveled thousands of miles from Putian to invite Master Mingjing from Xuankong Temple to stab the Ten Palaces of Yama for ten consecutive years.
In the tenth year, the old Taoist walked out of Xiangjiatun with Xiangque's hand and came to the ancient well temple of Zhongnan Mountain.
In the twelfth year of entering Gujingguan, Xiangque did not say a word about the old Taoist 22 years old, and watched him leave Zhongnan Mountain.
"Master, you can go all the way..." Xiangque murmured to himself, his mind was exhausted.
Next to it, Kong Dejing and Yan Wang and several Kong children walked to Mr. Kong Da’s body with a serious look on their faces. The deacon has died. It seems that it has been nearly a hundred years. Among the direct children of the Kong family, this is the most precious person who died in the hands of others.
One, if this news reaches the head of the Kong family, it will inevitably cause a storm.
Zhang Qingfang was also dead. A generation of Tianshi died in a bad life, which would surely shock Beimang Mountain.
Only Chen Mingyin, who fought with Wuqiao, was completely unscathed. He escaped this disaster, but his face was not very good-looking. The style of the old Taoist sword brought him deep fear. He realized that even if he was in the room
In the position of Zhang Qingfang or Mr. Kong Da, this sword cannot escape.
Wuqiao walked to Xiang Que with a wide-back long sword, and silently bent down and bowed deeply to the old Taoist: "The deceased is gone... I am sad, Xiang Que"
Qingxuzi let out a long sigh, his eyes fell on the corpse of the old Taoist, and he whispered: "You have fought with me for decades. When you went to Kunlun Mountain, you slashed the statue of my ancestor Tongtian with a sword. This year you slashed with a sword.
Come out of nowhere and spend your last life. You and me are just arguing. So what if Zhu Chungang is in line with the way, he can't get through the threshold of the same height after all."
Zuo Dao glanced at Xiang Que next to the corpse and asked lightly: "Zhu Chun is dead, and there is still this kid left. Let's finish it first. As for Yu Qiuyang and Qi Changqing, we will clear it one by one."
Qingxuzi was suddenly stunned, and he thought that Gujingguan had never appeared from beginning to end. Yu Qiuyang, who was not inferior to the old Taoist, and Qi Changqing, the most amazing among this generation of young people. Gujingguan suffered a great disaster and the old Taoist died.
These two most important figures did not appear?
"It's a little bit wrong..." Qingxuzi frowned and muttered.
Zuo Dao said, "Are you still afraid that they have any plans? Haha, Zhu Chungang is dead, what's the point of other people in Gujingguan?"
Qingxuzi said, "The roots must be eradicated by cutting the grass. The people in Gujingguan are so evil. If Qi Changqing and Xiangque are given ten years, there may be another Zhu Chungang. Raising a tiger is a big problem. Today, I will have to do it.
Clean up the portal for Gujingguan.”
Zuo Dao nodded and nodded, suddenly grabbed Xiang Xiangque, but at this time a loud shout from outside the Taoist temple suddenly came to him: "Old thief, if you dare to touch my disciple of Gujingguan, I dare to slaughter you all over Maoshan."
After an arrogant and domineering question, a figure seemed to fall from the sky. Qi Changqing strode from outside the mountain gate, standing in front of Xiang Que.
Xiang Que looked up confused and said, "Senior Brother, you are here, Master is gone."
Qi Changqing's eyes twitched, and she sighed, her legs bent and knelt beside Xiang Que. A line of hot tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes. She clenched her fists and said sadly: "Master, I'm late."
Zuo Dao reached out to Xiangque's hand and paused. He hummed and turned to catch Qi Changqing: "Junior, you are so crazy. Don't say it's you for a day. Even if Zhu Chungang is not dead, he can move.
I am Maoshan? It's just right that you come back. Today I will completely let your Gujingguan break the inheritance. Do you want to destroy my Maoshan? Then I will let your Gujingguan destroy the entire family first today."
"Amitabha" suddenly sounded, and a string of Buddhist beads came from afar and faced the left hand that grabbed him.
Zuo Dao was suddenly shocked, and the string of Buddhist beads that appeared unstoppable and collided with him. The powerful Buddha power surged over like a surging river.
"Bang" The two of them collided, the Buddhist beads rotated in the sky, the left path stopped, and the shoulders felt sore and numb.
Zuo Dao and Qingxuzi looked at the person coming at the same time. An old monk with white hair and beard wearing a cassock folded his hands and walked over slowly.
"Donor, forgive others when you have to. All grudges should disappear with the passing of the donor. Why do you have to fight each other? "Master Mingjing whispered a Buddha's name and said lightly: "Enemy"
It’s better to solve it than to get knots, that’s all right?"
Zuo Dao whispered in surprise and said to Qingxuzi: "How could Gujingguan have any helpers? Where did this old monk come out? How did he do it?"
Qingxuzi was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "I don't remember when did such a Taoist monk come out of Buddhism?"
Master Mingjing of Xuankong Temple has endless Buddhism throughout his life, but he never enters the world to practice with the Dharma name. There is an old monk in the world, but people have never known that this old monk is named Mingjing, and he truly achieves the four great things in his life.
The great monk.
Cao Shanjun stood beside Xiang Que wearing a yellow felt hat and a big red cassock, and said seriously: "Don't come well, don't worry, it's time for you, please buy me a big brand of clothes."
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