"Can you be called a young man if you are not young and energetic?" Xiang Que boasted loudly, but his eyes froze. The sudden appearance of this person also brought him the same pressure as before.
After Qingxuzi's figure flashed out, he said in a leisurely manner: "Respect the old, you Gujing Temple is the most disrespectful of etiquette, don't you see that this has provoked the anger of the sky and people's resentment, all Taoists in the world see you as unhappy, you have to think There is nothing wrong with wanting to be a human being. If your master is not around, I will educate you for him."
Qingxuzi stretched out a hand very flatly, and just pressed it lightly towards Xiang Que. Suddenly, Xiang Que's body seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties. The green brick under his feet shattered, and his feet sank into the ground, "Kacha, Kacha" There was a crisp sound to the missing bone, as if it was about to be crushed and shattered in an instant.
Xiang Que gritted his teeth, with a horrified expression on his face, the headmaster of Kunlun crushed him as soon as he stepped forward, without any power to fight back.
"My disciple wants you to talk too much? Bah!"
With this bah, the pressure on Xiang Que suddenly lightened, and he let out the stuffy air accumulated in his chest and abdomen with a long breath. His eyes stared at the figure in front of the Taoist temple door, and his lips trembled and said: "You It can be regarded as coming back¡±
In front of the gate of the Taoist temple, the old Taoist came in leading a donkey. His hair was combed with a calf-licked hairstyle as always, and his Taoist robe was still dirty, without any sense of superiority.
When the old Taoist appeared on the stage, everyone's eyes went to him. Zuo Dao, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the main hall, also opened his eyes, then stood up.
The old Taoist let go of the rein in his hand, the donkey snorted and rubbed against his arm, and then ran away happily. The old Taoist walked up to Xiang Que and said: "Whenever righteousness slaughters more dogs, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful. Most of the moral people are us peddlers, those who talk about benevolence and morality are the ones who fart and don¡¯t write drafts, and they are decent people. If you don¡¯t have the same knowledge as them, a bunch of them are out of the ordinary.¡±
"Correct solution" Xiang Que said with a smile on his face, "Old man, where did you die? My man, hey, can you hold on to your face?"
"I can't hang on, so I'm here." The old Taoist said to Qing Xuzi: "You have set up such a big circle and so many people besieged Gujing Temple, and finally you can get your wish? And"
The old Taoist looked at Zuodo again, frowned and said: "You are too old to cultivate yourself and look for the last chance to take a step, but you like to meddle in trivial matters, heresy, are you living like a dog at your age? "
Zuo Dao said lightly: "I am here to collect a debt for Fang Zhuo. You are only allowed to hurt the people who hurt me in Maoshan, and we are not allowed to go back and look for it?"
"You can find it, it depends on whether you can find it back." The old Taoist nodded lightly, then sighed suddenly and said: "Maoshan, Longhushan, Tianshijiao, Confucius Mansion and Kunlun, all encircled and suppressed my ancient well temple together!" This can be regarded as a great blessing, if I can let you return home today, I am afraid it will be a great story."
Xiang Que said solemnly: "Must"
Zhu Chungang narrowed his eyes and said: "Back then you went to my Kunlun and slashed the statue of the Patriarch Tongtian with a sword, and I took it as a lifelong shame. Today, when I go to your ancient well temple, I want to demolish your broken Taoist temple, so as to comfort my Kunlun millennium foundation ¡¤¡¤When is Zhu Chungang, you are still so stubborn when you speak, is this you trying to embolden yourself before you die? What a big tone, why don't you honestly find a geomantic treasure to spend the rest of your life, An Ansheng shut up Forget it, Zhu Chungang, can you survive today?"
"Shua" Xiang Que turned his neck stiffly and faced the old Taoist.
The old Taoist coquettishly stretched out a finger to brush his hairstyle, and asked flatly: "How do you know that my life is not long?"
"Haha, haha" Qingxuzi laughed wildly and said, "I don't know if others don't know? Back then, you set up a grand formation for national fortune, went to Shanghai to work as a Fengshui bureau, and worked as a Fengshui bureau for several colleges and universities, which cost you a lot." Don¡¯t I know how much essence and blood and merit? You don¡¯t know how much? You have done so many things to deceive the heavens, how much life you have is enough for you to consume.¡±
"Also" Qing Xuzi suddenly stretched out his finger and said to Xiang Que, "You all know the fate of this apprentice of yours, of course you know how much effort you have wasted in order to renew his life and let his fortune be deceived by heaven's secrets, Otherwise, can he live through the weak crown? How much of your lifespan did he consume, don¡¯t you know? Zhu Chungang, I counted that your lifespan will be exhausted today, and I didn¡¯t wait until tomorrow to collect your body. I just want you to die today in my hands"
At this time, a fish-belly pale appeared on the far horizon, and Xiang Que's face also turned pale at this time.
The words of the hysterical Qingxuzi were like a hammer, hitting his heart one after another. What Qingxuzi said was indeed true.Fighting against the sky, it is not tolerated by the way of heaven, just like divination and fortune-telling, all it consumes is its own merit and life. I didn't expect that my own fortune-telling would also be procrastinated and die prematurely.
Xiang Que remembered that most of the ancient ancestors of Gujing Temple had traveled to the West at the age of about 150, and he suddenly became enlightened. He really didn't know how old the old Taoist was this year.
"Master" opened his lips tremblingly, but he didn't utter another word.
"Hey" The face of the old man seemed to have aged in an instant. He rubbed Xiang Que's head lightly and said softly: "Everyone is mortal, and gods still have their lives exhausted, let alone We are ordinary people. Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal. What am I missing? If I leave, you will be safe and well, and deal with the catastrophe that will happen to you one and a half years later Master, I can¡¯t go on with you any longer.¡±
Xiang Que was at a loss as if his heart had been hit hard. He reached out and grabbed the old man's arm, pursed his lips and said, "Master, I, I"
Xiang Que opened his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't finish the sentence. If the old man couldn't save himself, what virtue could he do?
"When you entered Gujing Temple, you didn't find a good teacher. There are only a handful of teachers who can teach you. You can't be regarded as a competent teacher. Today I will teach you the last lesson. I will make a move. You watch"
The old Daoist put his hands behind his back, his eyes glanced at Qing Xuzi one by one, Zuo Dao, Zhang Qingfang and Mr. Kong Da stretched out their hands and said, "Come with the sword!"
The long sword in Xiang Que's hand suddenly floated towards the old man, and he suddenly noticed that the old man's face was instantly covered with a layer of death, which was a sign of the exhaustion of life.
?Tears welled up in Xiang Que's eyes, and his heart was cut like a knife!
After the old Taoist took the long sword in his hand, he said loudly: "I only have one sword, and you should be optimistic about the style of my sword."
"Shua" The old Taoist body rose quietly, and he swiped casually in the air, and a sword energy like a bolt from the blue swept across the semicircle.
Xiang Que's eyes were wet, and he stared blankly at the sword.
Zuodao and Qingxuzi suddenly shot at the same time, sealing their fronts, but Zhang Qingfang and Mr. Kong Da could only watch the mighty sword energy sweep towards them, but found that there was no way to avoid it.
"Pfft" Zhang Qingfang's body seemed to explode in an instant, and he was thrown away like a kite with a broken string.
Mr. Kong Da stood blankly, a line of blood drawn from the center of his eyebrows downward.
After the sword strike, Zuodao and Qingxuzi seemed to be unharmed, but their faces were pale and exhausted.
After Zhang Qingfang fell to the ground, he couldn't get up again. After shaking twice, his head tilted to the side. The blood line between Mr. Kong Da's eyebrows burst, and he fell directly to the ground.
With one sword strike, the two master-level figures died unexpectedly.
"People eat dirt for a lifetime, and dirt eats people once People walk lightly." In mid-air, the long sword in the old Taoist's hand fell to the ground, and the person lost weight instantly, fell headfirst, and lost all vitality in his body Drive the crane west.
"Putong" Xiang Que knelt down on the ground with his knees bent, crying loudly, with a stern voice, a burst of grief and indignation pierced the sky: "Disciple Xiang Que, send master Zhu Chungang to heaven"
"Dang, dang, dang" Suddenly, on the bell tower of the ancient city of Xi'an, exactly nine bells rang through the land of Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away.
"I rode a white horse through three passes, changed into plain clothes, and returned to the Central Plains" Qinling, Zhongnan, has an old tune floating around, which lasts for a long time.
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