Instead of taking the right path, Tuhan took the people along the trail to the place where the Dharma Protector Elder was doing his spiritual practice.
As the guardian elder, Su Po did not embarrass the disciple. After asking and confirming the situation, he told the disciple: "Don't mention this matter to anyone again, do you understand?"
The disciple didn't know what happened yet, but he knew it must be related to the food box he sent. He vaguely guessed what Song Yanqing might have done. He couldn't afford to offend Song Yanqing, so how could he dare to say anything? He nodded and said: "Disciple
clear."
Su Po waved it away.
After walking to the door to confirm that the disciple was gone, Tu Han came back with a crutch and said in a hoarse voice: "Elder, the Shangqing Sect is a well-known and upright sect, but there are disciples who resort to such despicable and vicious methods. Is this the case?"
Are you going to let it go and not pursue it?"
Su Po was silent for a while, then asked: "Pursuit? How do you want to pursue it?"
Tu Han said angrily: "Song Yanqing is emboldened. He only relies on the background of the Song family and knows that the Shangqing Sect does not dare to punish him, so he dares to act like this. We might as well expose the matter and make a big fuss. Then the sect rules will be in place. The other two elders want to
It won’t work without punishment!”
Su Po slowly closed his eyes: "You know better than anyone else that with the involvement of Prince Ning, the imperial court is determined to clean up Prince Ning's 'remnants'. Some big factions are eyeing them. If the factions were not afraid of the Song family, the Shangqing Sect would probably have disappeared."
Ashes Annihilation has offended the Song family. The Song family only needs to show a little bit of meaning to push the Shangqing sect into a desperate situation! Is Song Yanqing more important, or is the life and death of my Shangqing sect more important?"
Tu Han said sadly: "Elder, the Shangqing Sect has actually no effect on the Song family. The reason why they reluctantly support it is because Song Shu is a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, and the reputation of bullying his master and destroying his ancestors is not something he can bear.
Especially the identity of the Song family is purely to show off to the world. Now the Song family is just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to justifiably give up the Shangqing sect. It is not because the Song family wants to protect the Shangqing sect.
This day will come sooner or later! I still suggest you give up here and go into seclusion for the time being until the day comes, otherwise you will just sit here and wait for death!"
"This is not because you are marching and fighting. If you say you give up, you can give up decisively. Just talk about it in front of me. Don't talk about it in front of others, lest others doubt your identity!" Su Po sighed softly and turned his head to look.
Looking at him, he said: "If the day you said really comes, remember, don't worry about this place, you leave immediately and go to Demon Ridge to find your master!"
Tu Han was about to speak, but Su Po raised his hand to stop, "Okay, don't say any more, go back, and be sure to protect Niu Youdao. Dongguo Haoran is quite knowledgeable in physiognomy, and since he can accept Niu Youdao as his disciple, there must be a reason.
It won’t be aimless, don’t let anything happen to him!”
"Yes!" Tuhan responded silently, turned and left.
It is a blessing, not a curse, but it is a curse that cannot be avoided. The auspicious day has arrived. Niu Youdao, who had never been married in his previous life, made up for it in advance in this life, fresh and tender and childish.
The red lanterns hanging under the peach trees, the lights reflecting the peach blossoms, swaying in the wind on the cliff, are a bit sad and beautiful.
Although the Peach Blossom Spring was decorated with lights and colorful decorations to look festive, the Shangqing Sect did not organize weddings in a big way. There was not even a serious wedding banquet, let alone sending wedding invitations to other spiritual sects.
A group of inner disciples showed up, and Song Yanqing, who was among them, stared at Tang Yi and Niu Youdao, who were dressed in red makeup and wearing a red hijab, worshiping in the hall, and his eyes were almost on fire.
There were people on both sides of him who were on guard calmly to prevent him from messing up, and would immediately stop him if anything unusual happened.
"Sent into the bridal chamber!" the emcee sang loudly, and the newlyweds were sent away.
The guests, who simply drank two glasses of wedding wine and settled in for a while, dispersed, sighing or shaking their heads with different expressions.
Many people secretly felt funny when they looked at Song Yanqing, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Everyone in the Shangqing Sect knew that this guy liked Tang Yi. Everyone liked beautiful women, but no one dared to compete with Song Yanqing. This time, it's okay.
Someone was secretly gloating that an unknown person ruined this guy's good deeds.
On the bridal chamber couch, a newlywed couple sat side by side, looking at the pair of burning red candles.
After drinking a glass of wine and lifting the red hijab, the female disciple who led the ceremony withdrew and closed the door, leaving space for the newlyweds to express themselves freely.
Niu Youdao, who was sitting beside You Ruo and was smelling of body fragrance, turned his head from time to time to look at the beautifully dressed bride beside him. He didn't know what to say. The key was that he didn't understand what these people wanted to do.
I have always been vigilant and pondering in my mind.
Tang Yi, on the other hand, sat quietly without moving, looking extremely calm.
The two of them sat like this until dawn, without even touching their hands. When someone knocked on the door and asked for a room, Tang Yi finally got up and left.
Then a female disciple came in and said to Niu Youdao: "Uncle Tang said that the sect still has some matters to deal with, so he will leave first."
"Oh!" Niu Youdao nodded in agreement.
Since there were no outsiders, he fell asleep and slept until he got up in the evening.
When I walked out of the room, the colorful lanterns and red silk were a bit dazzling in the quiet courtyard, and everything gave people the feeling of a clear dream.
After leaving the gate, I saw Tuhan lighting the lanterns under the peach blossom tree. After lighting the lanterns outside, Tuhan passed by him without saying a word and entered the courtyard to light the lanterns inside.
Niu Youdao, who was wearing a big red robe, stood under the peach blossom tree and looked at the Shangqing Palace on the cliff opposite. The lights on the opposite side were gradually lighting up.
Night gradually fell, and the broken petals fell on his shoulders in the wind.
That is to say, he met Tang Yi on the wedding day. In the following days, he basically never saw Tang Yi again.
He lived here, but Tang Yi did not live here. Only during the Chinese New Year, Tang Yi would come over and sit face to face with him for a meal. Afterwards, he would not sleep in the same room, but would stay in a wing for one night.
He left again at dawn.
Quiet, peaceful and lonely, these are Niu Youdao's feelings about the days after the wedding. When Chen Guishuo was around, there were occasionally people to chat with, but the resulting Tuhan was really boring and ugly.
However, Tu Han seems to have a good taste for wine, and he often gets drunk with a wine gourd. Only when Tu Han is drunk can Niu Youdao take the opportunity to chat with him, and occasionally get some useful information.
It was also from Tu Han that I learned that Tang Yi became the head of the Shangqing Sect not long after his wedding!
In other words, he became the husband of the head of the Shangqing Sect, but was under house arrest. Niu Youdao became more and more confused. What did the Shangqing Sect mean to him like this? He had no clue, and no one told him any answer...
The spring breeze is coming again.
Under the peach blossom tree that seems to never wither and shines like the clouds, a young man with a straight body stands with his hands behind his back. He has handsome eyebrows and a three-dimensional face. He shows perseverance and restraint. His temperament is gentle and quiet. He has long ponytail hair that is randomly gathered behind his head.
It also exudes a sense of laziness, which is exactly what Niu Youdao is.
The sun and the moon flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Niu Youdao had been under house arrest for five years and had transformed from a young boy into a graceful young man.
Ordinary young people would be bored to death if they were so bored, but he was fine. The cultivation he had gained in his previous life would benefit from it in this life. He could calm down, meditate and practice. If he had a quiet and inactive mind, he would treat it as retreat practice.
Now that the matter has come to this, he is not in a hurry. He believes that he will be able to leave here one day sooner or later and leave here with his own ability. Although the Shangqing Sect does not provide him with training resources, the amulet of transmission in his body is his greatest reliance!
So far, the Dharma-transmitting amulet in his body has only been refined and absorbed two times, but his cultivation has reached the peak of Qi refining.
As his cultivation level gets higher and higher, the speed of refining the Dharma Amulet will naturally become faster and faster. This is his confidence!
Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, not to mention the legendary cultivation level that follows. Judging from the information Tuhan got from Tuhan's mouth, there are not many masters in the world who have reached the Yuanying level. They have reached the Yuanying realm.
They are all top masters in the world, and those at the Jindan level are already quite good masters.
Currently, only three elders of the Shangqing Sect have reached the Golden Elixir realm. There were two before. However, Tang Mu and Dong Guo Haoran, two talented Golden Elixir masters, have died. The rest are basically the same as their peers.
Still in the realm of foundation building, the leader Tang Yi seems to have broken through to the realm of foundation building last year with the joint help of three elders. The other disciples are still lingering in the realm of Qi refining. So after weighing it this way, his current cultivation level is above
Qing Zong was not a lowly person, but he kept a low profile and did not reveal himself. When the situation was unclear and he was not sure enough to protect himself, he had no intention of revealing himself.
He is in a good state of mind now. There is food, drink and peace here. It is a good place to practice with peace of mind. He heard that the world outside is chaotic and he may not be able to find a better place to practice cultivation than this, so he is not in a hurry to leave.
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After relaxing for a while, Niu Youdao lay on the lounge chair under the tree again, smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms, and fell into a lazy state of sleep...
At night, in the capital city of Yan State, the lanterns are lit up, there are many shops, and the streets are bustling with people. It is very prosperous. The poverty of the people outside seems to have nothing to do with it. The large number of beggars living in the dark corners seem to live in another world.
A mansion that offers tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle has the words "Song Mansion" written on it. It is the residence of Song Jiu Ming, Lord Tingwei of the State of Yan.
A carriage arrived, and a man wrapped in a cloak got out of the carriage, stroking his beard and stepped up the steps, somewhat arrogantly.
A servant quickly came out of the concierge and nodded and said, "Mr. Cao!" Another concierge quickly ran in to report.
After a few words of reply at the door, a man came out quickly to greet him. Before he could walk out of the door, he held his hands in his hands and said with a smile: "What kind of wind brings Mr. Cao here? Come on, please come inside!"
The person who came out to greet him in person was Song Jiu Ming's eldest son, Song Quan, who was already an official.
Although the visitor Cao Fengduo was white, he was one of the counselors and staff around Da Sikong, so Song Quan was alerted and came to greet him personally.
The two of them walked side by side, chatting and laughing, and went into the living room in the inner courtyard to have tea.
After waiting for a while, Song Jiuming, who was dressed in casual clothes and had a fair face, arrived. Both his appearance and complexion seemed to be well maintained. The two people in the hall stood up.
Cao Fengduo raised his hands and saluted, "I've met Lord Tingwei!"
Song Jiu Ming hummed, went straight to the main seat and sat down, and asked without a smile: "Mr. Cao is here in person, but what are your instructions?"
"Exactly!" Cao Fengduo agreed, then lowered his voice and said: "Tomorrow, Ning Wang Shang Jianbo's son Shang Chaozong will be released from prison..."