Sun Yixie and Lin Yuancheng, who were hiding in the distance, naturally saw the scene of Kang Haijiao being chased out of the ruined temple.
Both of them also judged that Kang Haijiao would definitely not survive tonight... In order to prevent being discovered, they made extra trouble, so they did not follow him again.
Before dawn, the two of them returned to the inn in the dark.
Lin Yuancheng's guest room was next to Sun Yixie's. When the two passed by the door of Brother Sun's room, Lin Yuancheng wanted to clasp his fists and say good night to Sun Yixie before going back to the room. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sun Yixie suddenly extended his hand.
Stopped Lin Yuancheng.
This was a stop, but Sun Yixie didn't say anything. He just glanced at Lin Yuancheng, and then used his eyes to guide him to look at the bottom edge of the door to his room.
Although Lin Yuancheng didn't see any mystery from the crack in the door, he roughly understood the meaning of Sun Yixie's action - someone had entered the room when they were not around.
So how did Sun Yixie figure it out?
It's very simple. Before he left, he used a piece of hair and a toothpick cut into two pieces to make a small mechanism on the door. If the door had been opened, he could tell it at a glance.
"What a heck you are... you're changing my house while I'm away?" Sun Yixie immediately cursed in his mind, "I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word "death"!"
As he thought this, his hand had already touched the lime powder in his arms, and Lin Yuancheng's hand had already grasped his broken sword in the sheath.
"Brother Lin, I'm going back to the house first." The next second, Sun Yixie said to Lin Yuancheng in a very normal tone.
This was undoubtedly meant for the people in the room. Lin Yuancheng also understood it and immediately replied: "Okay, please, Brother Sun."
squeak--
Immediately afterwards, Sun Yixie turned sideways, hid his body behind the wall, stretched out a hand at an angle, and slowly opened the door.
He originally thought that the people in the room would attack immediately before the door was fully opened, rush out, or throw some hidden weapons out, but he didn't expect...
"Huh...huh..."
After opening the door, not only was there no attack, but gentle snoring could be heard in the darkness.
This situation was strange, but Sun and Lin did not hesitate because of this. When they saw that no one was coming out, they simply threw a fire stick in and chased the light and rushed in.
But as soon as they entered the house, they found that there was no one ambushing them. Instead, there was a lot of luggage in the middle of the house, piled randomly on the ground, leaving them almost no place to stand.
The two of them followed the snoring sound and looked towards the bed, and saw Huang Donglai in Taoist robes, lying there sound asleep.
Lin Yuancheng stared at Brother Huang for a few seconds, smiled bitterly, and then said to Sun Yixie: "Farewell."
"Eh?" Sun Yixie said in shock, "Don't leave, don't you want to ask this grandson why he is here?"
"I'll ask you again when I wake up... Haha -" As Lin Yuancheng spoke, he turned and walked towards the door. Because his tense nerves suddenly relaxed again, he couldn't help but yawn.
This young hero Lin had not slept for a whole day and a night, and he had experienced a duel with Terashima Yasuhei a few hours ago, so by now, he was really tired. At this moment, he saw that the person lying there was Huang Donglai.
, then he knew that the person who came was not an enemy, at least...not Sun Yixie's enemy, so he went to sleep with peace of mind.
After Lin Yuancheng left the room and closed the door, Sun Yixie stood there and stared at the sleeping Huang Dong for a few seconds. Then, he almost without hesitation picked up a pot from the table.
The tea from the previous night was poured all over the other person’s face.
"Ouch! Poof -" Huang Donglai was aroused by the cold water and suddenly woke up from his sleep. He jumped up and asked, "Who is he? What are you doing?"
Sun Yixie was indifferent to his reaction. He just lit the oil lamp in the room slowly and sat down leisurely at the table. Then he said: "'Who'? What are you doing? What the hell am I doing?"
What else do I want to ask you? Where did you come from? Aren’t you supposed to be cultivating immortality in the mountains?”
Huang Donglai was in shock, but when he heard Sun Yixie's voice, he immediately guessed what was going on, so he wiped his face, sat cross-legged on the bed and replied: "Damn it... I
I’ve come all the way to save your life, and you’re just going to greet me like this?”
"What? Save my life?" Sun Yixie seemed not to believe it, "My life is not in danger now? Don't lie to me... Tell the truth, were you driven down the mountain by the Taoist priests?"
"Mao!" Huang Donglai explained, "It's my senior brother... that is, the senior brother of Mianyinzi you met... He suddenly called me a month ago and said that you would meet me in Weihaiwei.
He went to the 'death calamity' several times and said that you and I are both different people with extraordinary fates and our fates are closely related, so he sent me down the mountain to save you."
"Oh? There is such a thing?" After hearing Huang Donglai's explanation, Sun Yixie was a little convinced, because when he was at Lanruo Temple, Miaoyinzi would come to the rescue because his head brother had "calculated" in advance.
Given the calamity of getting there, it can be considered that this group of veterans is relatively reliable in this regard.
"It's just what they say. If you ask me, I don't know. I don't know how to calculate." Huang Donglai curled his lips and said.
"Haha..." Sun Yixie suddenly laughed dryly, "Speaking of this, I was just going to ask you. You have been cultivating in the mountains for more than half a year. Are you already able to soar in the clouds?"
"I'm so good at flying in the clouds that I came down here a month in advance to make hair?" Huang Donglai asked, "I'll wait until you're about to die before I go out."
Sun Yixie added: "Then this immortality..."
Huang Donglai said before he could finish his nonsense: "I went up the mountain, not to heaven. Do you think I went to the Peach Blossom Party?"
Sun Yixie shrugged, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then he is invulnerable, has piercing eyes, can pull out a few hairs to create a shadow clone, etc..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huang Donglai knew that the other party was trying to resist him, but he was also skilled in complaining: "I'm still fucking seventy-two! You've been talking about it for a long time, isn't this all your old grandson?"
Is my family capable? I am seeking the Tao, not learning from it, okay?"
Sun Yixie smiled, and he took advantage of the situation and said in a tone like "the landlord's family has no surplus food": "Then what have you learned in the past six months?"
When he asked this, Huang Donglai showed a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Well... I don't know much about this 'Taoist', just a little bit."
"Ha..." Sun Yixi knew Huang Donglai well. How could he not understand what the other person's expression and tone meant? He sneered at that time and asked, "Is it fish skin or rhinoceros skin? Pig hair or wool?"
"Fish skin, pig hair." Huang Donglai was looking at the ceiling when he answered, and his tone was a little impatient.
"Ha! Haha...hahahaha!" Sun Yi listened cheerfully, and his laughter... could only be described as exhilarating.
"Don't worry about it! I just didn't study the 'Taoist' thing well!" Huang Donglai said again.
Sun Yixie stopped laughing and continued with a smile: "Then what have you studied?"
As soon as this question came up, Huang Donglai suddenly became confident again: "The Twelve Truths."
"12D?" This term is familiar to both children and grandchildren. They used to come into contact with each other when they were game commentators in the original universe. "A wave of dogs at the beginning? You are learning the summoning technique?"
"Tsk...it's not D, it's truth." Huang Donglai corrected.
"What do you mean by brother or not? Which word can you write?" Sun Yixi said.
"If you can't fucking read, I'll write it down!" Huang Donglai said.
"Go away! You don't know how to read!" Sun Yixie said angrily.
This time it was Huang Donglai's turn to laugh: "Huh... let's put it this way, it's not the D of ABCD, it's the meaning of truth."
"Wouldn't you have said it earlier?" Sun Yixi finished this sentence and quickly changed the topic, "Then what are the Twelve Truths?"
Huang Donglai shook his head and replied: "Truth is the truth. The four truths of Buddhism are the gathering of suffering and the destruction of the Tao. The four truths of Confucianism are benevolence, loyalty and righteousness. The four truths of Taoism are the relationship between heaven and earth... These are the 'Twelve Truths', and their books contain techniques and secrets."
, internal and external martial arts, cause and effect, knowledge and practice, etc., can be said to be a vast array of phenomena, all integrated into it, but not among them."
"You memorize the process very well, but I can't understand you when you say that." Sun Yixie was indeed confused.
"Nonsense, just to let you understand, haven't I learned more than half a year in vain?" Huang Donglai said in a summary tone, "Anyway, you only need to know that the set of 'Twelve Noble Truths' I practice is very powerful, and I practice
He is very good at it, and he knows all the details and changes in practical application."
"Heh..." Sun Yi laughed humorously, "Then shouldn't I respectfully call you 'The God of the Twelve Truths'?"
"What are you doing?" Huang Donglai knew from his expression that this guy had bad intentions, "Are you trying to corrupt my Taoist book?"
"What is blackmail?" Sun Yixie said confidently, "Good things are meant to be shared with brothers, right?"
"Ha..." Huang Donglai also laughed, "Not to mention that I can't take this book down the mountain at all. Even if I could, you wouldn't be able to understand it if I gave it to you. Furthermore, even if you can understand it, it may not be suitable for you to practice.
... Do you know that in our Taoist Kung Fu, whoever practices it depends on fate?"
What he said was basically repeating what Mianyinzi told him in the first place.
As for Sun Yixie, in fact, it was just a talk: "Okay, forget it, I wasn't suitable to do that in the first place. Anyway, now that you are here, that's a good thing... Now you are all cultivating immortals, I think you are at least as strong as Bai Ruhong, right? From now on, I will rely on you, Brother Huang."
"Mao!" Huang Donglai didn't fall for his tricks. "Not to mention that I don't have the strength of Taoist Bai. Even if I did... Taoist Bai has been practicing for decades, but I still fell into that little bliss. Gu Shang, since Shen Youran is so fierce, hasn't he been plotted by us? After all... a person's ability is always limited, no matter how strong he is, that's all."
"Well..." Sun Yixie heard the words, paused for a moment, and suddenly said seriously, "Sex, to be serious, your words reminded me that I have a plan that I have been thinking about for a long time. I think we still need to consider it. one time."
"Oh?" Huang Donglai also stopped his nonsense and asked in a deep voice, "What's the plan?"
After a breath, Sun Yixie replied with four words: "Establish a sect."