Chapter 109 The True Devil's Thought of the Heavenly Master's Creation

As the sun was at its zenith, the wooden boat turned around.

At the confluence of the three rivers, the water roars and flows across the Xiang and Han rivers.

Looking at the fishing lights on the bow swaying in the wind, the boat gradually headed south, without any suspense. Yun Caiwen stood in the distance, the doubtful light in his pupils faded.

Wen Caiting, the Yingui elder standing by, looked at her with a strange and slightly contemptuous look.

It seems to be saying: Is this person also something we need to be wary of?

"Cai Wen, are you worrying too much?"

"When I debuted in the martial arts world, youngsters like you were still just learning to speak. There was no need for you to be so cautious that you wouldn't even want to get on a boat."

There was a hint of strength in Wen Caiting's voice.

She shook her hair gently while speaking, exuding infinite charm. Her magic skills and illusions were enough to cooperate with the Heavenly Demonic Law to form a formation. She was also proficient in the art of collecting and replenishing, and her skills were very high.

From the outside, she looked no more than twenty-five years old, with skin as white as snow, rosy cheeks, and captivating eyes.

"But this guy is quite honest, and his appearance is so handsome that I like him. The Taoist profound skills are really amazing. When I get to Xiangyang, I want to try them out."

She licked her scarlet lips with her tongue, somewhat impatiently.

Yun Caiwen frowned slightly: "Don't be careless."

"If it's nothing special, how can we expect Yang Zhen and the others to surrender willingly? Even if we have Taiping Hongbao, it's absolutely impossible."

When she spoke of the four words "Taiping Hongbao", her tone was rather calm.

After all, the Yingui Sect holds the Heavenly Demon Strategy, so they are not surprised by the Fifth Strange Book that appeared later.

Wen Caiting sneered, "The Taoist secret technique can break the evil spirit of the Xieji Sect. Now that the Xieji Sect has taken control of Guanjun City, the forces in Nanyang are worried and naturally flock to him."

"What's so hard to understand about this?"

"When we got to Xiangyang, we asked him carefully. He said he had no choice but to be my concubine if he wanted to survive. Are you still afraid that he wouldn't obey?"

Yun Caiwen sighed softly, "The Sect Master hasn't returned yet. Senior Sister, you shouldn't make decisions rashly. The current matter of the Xieji Sect hasn't been resolved yet. If you provoke the Dao Sect again, it will only cause complications. Besides, this person has a master and an old Heavenly Master behind him."

"We have captured his disciples. If he calls on his Taoist friends, we will be attacked from both sides. Although we are not afraid, it will not be conducive to the great plan of the Zongzun."

Wen Caiting shook her head:

"Although there are powerful figures in the Dao Sect, they each follow their own path and have their own classics. It's rare for them to come together to seek revenge. Moreover, the person you mentioned is so illusory. What does such a master-disciple relationship mean to our sect?"

"If you really have the ability, why would you stay in Yongqiu and live like a scumbag? And you wouldn't be burned down at the mountain gate."

"Both Nanyang and Xieji Sect should cut the Gordian knot quickly. The longer they delay, the more disadvantages they will suffer."

"Temperature measurement."

"You have always been worried about the Evil Emperor, but he is definitely no match for the Sect Master. Otherwise, why would You Niaojuan flee thousands of miles and jump into the Three Gorges?"

"The Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique is difficult to practice. Don't be intimidated by the title of the highest secret."

Yun Caiwen looked at the wooden boat heading downstream on the Baihe River and said, "I hope you're right."

…

"Two seniors, I have a question that I'm not sure if I should ask or not."

"Just ask, sir."

Pei Xiao rowed while talking: "When we get to Xiangyang, we will be a family. Family members don't need to keep too many secrets."

Zhou Yi glanced at both sides and said to the old witch in pink:

"When was the last time you two rowed for someone?"

Pei Xiao looked nostalgic: "About thirty years ago."

"Who's on board?"

Zhou Yi spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me like that, Xiaoke is just curious."

"Of course it's the Sect Master."

"Apart from the suzerain, who is worthy of riding on our ship?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Then thirty years from now, when you two are old, I'm sure the Queen will not want to ask you to row the boat anymore."

"It seems that this is really an honor for Xiaoke."

The two old witches felt uncomfortable, as if they were disgusted by him. The wooden boat was not as stable as it was at the beginning, and it swayed from side to side.

Sheng Mei, who was dressed in green, snorted coldly:

"Sir, I was just taking you to Xiangyang. What's there to be proud of?"

"Don't be angry," Zhou Yi said, fearing they would misunderstand him. "The Yin Gui Sect is the most powerful branch of the Holy Sect, and I have admired the Sect Master for a long time. Although I am trying to find joy in hardship at this moment, I am also really excited and nervous inside.

The two seniors personally invited me. It seems that my humble reputation has caught the attention of the Sect Master."

"You have some self-awareness. You think you're hiding well, but in fact, you have many flaws. It's very simple for our sect to find out everything about you."

Sheng Mei stirred the water of the White River and said, "The name of Taiping Dao is still somewhat useful, so we didn't kill you."

"Young Master, you'd better appreciate the favor. You must know that your Taiping Dao inheritance is not a secret. Others can find out. In troubled times, no emperor will tolerate you. If you follow our sect and serve the sect master loyally, you can live freely in the world."

"By taking this trip with us, we can help you find a clear path forward."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "That makes sense."

"Xiao Ke, let me ask you one more thing. What do you plan to ask me to do on this trip to Xiangyang?"

The two old witches smiled sinisterly and said, "Let's not talk about the rest. There is a wonderful thing waiting for you right now."

"oh?"

"Elder Wen has taken a liking to you. She is youthful and enchanting, with a naturally charming figure. Now she has chosen you as her lover and is ready to practice martial arts with you, combining yin and yang. How could it not be beautiful?"

"Is this true?" Zhou Yi's eyes widened slightly.

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Elder Wen is too much older than me. It's not a good thing."

Zhou Yi said seriously, "I heard that the Sect Master has a direct disciple. Although I have never seen her, let's put aside her appearance for now. At least she is about the same age. I don't choose Elder Wen, but this one to practice with. Is that okay?"

"Hey hahaha~!"

The two old witches laughed strangely when they heard this, and their voices were extremely unpleasant.

Sheng Mei asked, "Sir, have you ever worked as an accountant? The abacus is so deafening."

Pei Xiao said, "You have no choice."

"From the moment you boarded the boat, you had no right to make any choices. Just like the Baihe River, you can only obediently flow towards the Han River."

Zhou Yi glanced towards the shore and could no longer feel those gazes.

He touched his chin with one hand and moved his other hand to his waist: "Oh, so that's it."

The two old witches are experienced in the world.

Although he was laughing at this time, he did not let his guard down.

Zhou Yi made a slight movement and both of them stopped paddling at the same time.

The wooden boat became quiet, and three fierce forces suddenly collided with each other!

The white water swirled around the wooden boat in circles, with the momentum growing stronger and stronger. Several sleeping gulls on the sandbank were startled and flew away, their cries drowned in the deep reeds.

"Are you looking for death?"

The two old witches were surprised. The momentum displayed by the other party suddenly was definitely not comparable to when they boarded the ship.

"Aren't you looking for death?"

This sentence made them even more suspicious.

"Can your helpers still take care of the boat if it's rowed this far?"

The young man who had just been bullied was now smiling as he drew his sword and spoke.

"I'm only coming aboard to chat with you guys for a bit, out of courtesy to the Queen. You don't really think you two are my match, do you?"

"I lost a Ferghana horse after boarding your ship."

"This account will be held against you, the Yin Gui Sect."

Even though the two demons were outnumbered, they immediately felt vulnerable because of his words and Elder Yun's reminder.

Hearing him talk about the Ferghana horse again, I was filled with anger.

The river wind seemed to blow the opponent's sword, and the two demons wanted to seize the initiative, so they raised their palms!

There was a sudden sound of clothes being torn by the wind at the side of the ship, and two streams of cold and powerful energy came from the left and right sides.

Zhou Yi tapped the board, and the two saw his figure spinning like willow catkins, which was completely different from the way he looked when he boarded the ship!

The long sword cut through the wind, turning into a silver rainbow and breaking the two streams of energy.

The boat planks cracked into spider-web-like cracks under the aftermath of the three people's qi power, and wood chips fell down with the air flow he created.

The pink-clothed witch plucked the blood-red ribbon, which passed through the flying wood chips like a snake spitting out its tongue, and wrapped around his wrist holding the sword.

The end of the ribbon was glowing with a faint blue light, and it was filled with a deadly poison.

The sword blade trembled slightly, and left several afterimages in the air. The light was split in the shadows, and the ribbon touched the sword blade, making a sharp scream.

The sword energy became more intense, and as they collided with each other, the silk ribbon carrying the true energy was cut off!

Pei Xiao was startled, swaying her waist, and thrusting the bloody ribbon forward. Suddenly, it straightened like a steel whip and swept over!

Zhou Yi rolled over to avoid it, and the ribbon hit the mast on the left side, which was as thick as a bowl.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the mast split in the middle. A piece of wood as thick as an arm slammed onto the deck with a "bang", making a dent as big as a washbasin in the three-inch-thick plank!

This is the Yin Mei Ling method of the Blood Ling Mei. Looking at the broken belt on the ground, he knew that he had lost the fight.

Fortunately, there were two of them!

"Don't hold back!" Pei Xiao roared as he took a breath.

The murderous intent on the right side was so strong that Shengmei's soul-chasing whip had already hit Zhou Yi's neck.

The scales on the whip shone silver in the sunlight, undulating like fish scales.

Sheng Mei's lips turned green when she practiced her skills, and the cold toad power burst into the whip, sweeping up a cloud of cold and poisonous mist!

When Zhou Yi turned around, the next breath of true energy had already been raised. The speed at which he raised his true energy was far beyond the reach of the two demons.

The sword blade swung with sword energy, and sparks flew where it collided with the silver-scale whip.

Sheng Mei's eyes widened slightly, and the scales on the whip were actually cut off by the sword energy, and fell on the deck with a "ding ding" sound like a falling jade plate.

Before he could retract his force, the barb at the end of the whip had already hit the side of the boat, and the wooden railing, as thick as a bowl, broke with a sound.

Pei Xiao, the old witch in pink, slapped out with one palm, and the wind from her palm picked up the whip scales on the ground.

However, Zhou Yi also unleashed a palm strike!

The two men's palms collided, and Pei Xiao lost again. The whip scales broke off from the air and rolled towards the two men.

“Hey~!”

They waved their sleeves to the left and right, and silver scales rushed towards the two banks of the Baihe River. The seagulls that didn't have time to fly were killed on the spot.

The ship was shaking violently. Zhou Yi tapped the mast with his foot, stepped forward towards the two of them, and stirred up a sword wind!

A sword mark deep into the wood core immediately appeared on the deck. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the sword energy split the fishing lamp on the bow into pieces, and the candle fell into the water.

The two demons pushed away the palm wind, but refused to take it and jumped into the White River respectively.

The pink and green skirt behind her was pulled back and shattered by the sword wind!

“Boom! Boom!”

Two more explosions were heard, and two ghosts rushed out of the water.

Pei Xiao shook out the silk ribbon from her waist, and the blood silk suddenly grew to two feet long, twisting around like a giant python. Zhou Yi moved aside, and the blood silk hit the main mast.

With a loud bang, the mainmast, which took an adult to hug, broke in the middle, and half of the canvas fell down with a crash.

It was hit by Zhou Yi's sword energy and was torn into two halves like tofu being cut by a knife. The cloth was swept across the face of the green-clothed witch by the river breeze, which startled her and made her whip stop.

"Little guy, how can you raise your Qi so quickly!"

Pei Xiao roared, "You must know that fighting two people and fighting one person are completely different concepts."

Even people with stronger skills would not be able to bear it.

Unless one has extraordinary skills, no one would be afraid of being besieged.

"Of course you guys are too slow to breathe. It's embarrassing. Find a coffin and lie down."

"How can this be possible!"

Sheng Mei roared angrily, her green clothes fluttering in the air, and she used her cold toad strength to the limit.

She thrust her soul-chasing whip into the Baihe River, and with the power of ice as a bundle, it suddenly raised a wave a foot high!

The waves were filled with her cold toad power and the toad poison in the whip. This kind of move made it impossible to dodge or take it head-on.

It is her ultimate move among her ultimate moves!

The young man in white in front of him sheathed his sword and shouted softly. The wind from his palm was extremely fierce, and a surge of frosty air struck the whip wave in the air.

Click, click, click!

In an instant, the waves stopped and condensed into ice crystals, piling up on the side of the ship.

Under the sunlight, colorful light was reflected on his body.

The two demons were so frightened that they lost their minds. At this moment, they felt the boat tilt violently towards Sheng Mei. It was Zhou Yi who stepped on it.

He did not stop, seized this rare opportunity, and slashed at Sheng Mei with the remaining half of his true energy!

If she were alone, she would definitely die under this move.

Pei Xiao on the side didn't dare to attack again. He tied Sheng Mei up with the blood silk and pulled her away when she was about to recover her breath!

There was a loud "click" sound.

Half of the ship's side was cut off. Zhou Yi took a deep breath and raised his palm to chase after Sheng Mei who was being dragged away.

The green-clad witch finally recovered her breath, raised her palm to connect, and continued to fight until she reached Pei Xiao. Pei Xiao raised her palm and pressed it on Sheng Mei.

Three people face off!

The already battered wooden boat was about to break apart. The combined power of the two men amounted to hundreds of years, so even Zhou Yi couldn't unload it.

The boat was hit by the three men's strength, and the wood chips were like sharp swords, cutting the three men who were fighting each other.

"Crack" sound!

When the boat cracked, the three men immediately withdrew their hands, and a river wave burst out from the crack in the boat.

Zhou Yi recovered his breath faster, and taking advantage of the opportunity when the two people opposite him were both recovering their breath, he raised his palm and hit the water curtain. He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and was hit by the poisonous needle shot by the second demon.

But the second demon is even more miserable.

After being hit by Zhou Yi's palm power, he spurted blood and flew out of the broken boat, splashing the water of the Baihe River everywhere.

"Two old witches, who's drifting downstream now?"

Pei Xiao and Sheng Mei had lost all confidence and suffered internal injuries, so they dared not look back and paddled desperately towards the other side.

Zhou Yi was about to give chase when he suddenly noticed a figure approaching from the other side of the river.

"Give the Queen a golden face. I won't kill you this time. Take care of yourself."

There was a burning sensation in my left shoulder, and my right shoulder felt like it was sinking into an icy cave.

Alarm bells rang in my heart and I no longer had any desire to fight.

He kicked the broken mast away and it crashed into the river. He then jumped onto it and crossed the river with one mast.

As soon as he reached the other side, he ignored the feeling of emptiness brought by the continuous circulation of true energy in his body, and controlled the Jingyun Shenyou and fled towards Nanyang.

Just as his figure disappeared in the reeds, two figures appeared on the east bank of the Baihe River like ghosts.

"Pei Xiao, Sheng Mei, what's wrong with you two?!"

The infinite affection that was radiating from Wen Caiting disappeared, and her charming face was filled with a coldness. However, no matter how cold her face was, it could not conceal the hint of surprise.

"Quick, chase after them!"

Pei Xiao pressed his chest and shouted, "He was hit by my poison needle. He can't run far."

Wen Caiting was about to take action when she was stopped by Elder Yun.

"Don't chase him. Going deep into Nanyang, he's the one who's there. It's too risky for you to chase him in alone."

Wen Caiting said: "Come with me and walk freely in Nanyang."

“That’s not right,” Yun Caiwen shook his head. “I told you to check back, but was I right?”

"This matter must be decided by Zong Zun."

Pei Xiao said, "This brat is quite cunning. He knew you were following him, so he pretended to be evasive. As soon as he got on the boat, he used his inferior martial arts to deceive us. He is so treacherous, he doesn't seem like a Taoist."

Sheng Mei wiped a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth: "I was deceived suddenly and lost my mind by him. Otherwise, if we had joined forces, we wouldn't have ended up like this."

Wen Caiting frowned:

"Even if your aura was exposed, how could you not have taken him down with your combined strength?"

Pei Xiao took a deep breath:

"You don't know."

"It's just that his Qi is endless, and he can always breathe and recover faster than us. Plus, his movements are like lightning, his swordsmanship is swift, and his Qi is strong and fierce. We can't do anything to him."

"If either Danmei or Qian Xiao were here today, the three of us working together would be enough to capture him."

Wen Caiting's brows furrowed even deeper. "That's quite a tricky situation. Such a genius has emerged in the Dao sect."

Elder Yun was calm: "Don't our sect and the Buddhist sect also have peerless geniuses? Why are you surprised?"

"No!"

Wen Caiting paced back and forth. "Based on our understanding of him, his martial arts skills in Yongqiu should be mediocre. In just two short years, I'm afraid even I can't guarantee victory. How can this be defined as a genius?"

Elder Yun said, "I think it's because of his accumulated experience that he suddenly comprehended the Great Treasure of Peace."

"No wonder people in the martial arts world call Taiping Hongbao the fifth wonder book."

Wen Caiting's expression turned stern again: "If we let him go, he might become a figure like Ning Daoqi in the near future. Wouldn't that be a huge stumbling block for our Saint Sect?"

Elder Yun's face slightly changed, and he softly persuaded:

"Elder Wen, you cannot act on your own in this matter. Elder Xia also disagrees with your arrangement. The affairs of Nanyang still fall under the purview of the Xieji Sect."

"Caixia has always been like this. She never said she agreed, nor did she say she disagreed."

Wen Caiting asked Er Mei, "What are your opinions?"

"If I can kill him, I will!" Pei Xiao showed hatred.

Sheng Mei said, "That's what I meant, but the Sect Master said that all matters should be decided by the elders."

"Cai Wen, this is better."

Wen Caiting smiled charmingly, "The Sect Master isn't here, so let's ask Bian Bufu to come over and let him break the balance in our decision."

"How can our sect suffer losses in secret?"

"Isn't this kid's true energy continuous? Senior Brother Bian's magic heart chain is also continuous. Isn't this very interesting?"

Elder Yun had nothing to say.

Senior Sister Wen is determined to take action. Senior Brother Bian is lustful and has even defiled the sect leader's own daughter. Senior Sister Wen has also mastered the art of sexual intercourse. How can the two of them not have an affair when they are together?

If they hooked up together, what else could Bian Bufu have to object to?

…

Zhou Yifa ran for dozens of miles and found a thousand-year-old banyan tree with lush branches and leaves that blocked out the sun in the tangled forest.

There happened to be a tree hole.

He threw out several long worms as thick as his wrists, and occupied the snake's nest to meditate and heal his wounds.

These two old witches are really good at it.

There is also Elder Wen, who is even more amazing.

His ambition is as high as the sky, and he even covets the pure yang body of this Heavenly Master.

Zhou Yi took a long breath, calmed himself down, stopped thinking too much, and tried to force the poison out of his shoulders.

The old witch's poison is quite severe.

But in this world, except for a few insidious poison classics, any poison that comes into contact with subtle true qi can only provide side effects during combat.

If you want to poison someone to death, you have to either exhaust the opponent's true energy, or have no time to detoxify and allow the poison to attack the heart.

Obviously, Zhou Yi does not meet any of the conditions.

After the true qi circulated for several cycles, all the different toxins in the shoulders were refined.

At the same time, the external injuries on his body were recovering rapidly.

After half an hour, the breathing gradually became stable.

When he lifted his sleeves, he saw that the scars on his arms caused by poison needles and sawdust had already scabbed over.

Rub the wound back and forth with your hands, and the scab will fall off, revealing the tender flesh inside.

Huh?

It's a little different.

After practicing the Changsheng Zhenqi, the injury recovered faster than before.

At the same time, with the three streams of true qi, his recovery speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Even without any special martial arts skills, one can still fight two enemies at once by relying on the efficiency of releasing true qi.

Dealing with two masters, even if each of them is slightly weaker than oneself, is still very dangerous.

If I had taken action at the beginning and been besieged by the Yingui Sect, and if I couldn't escape today, I would have no choice but to go to Xiangyang and sleep with Elder Wen.

The Ferghana horse is lost, this account shall be recorded.

However, for the time being, I am unable to demand repayment from the Yingui Sect, and sooner or later, Queen Yin will have to pay me back.

And there are these two damn old witches and Elder Wen.

Thinking that these people might chase him, Zhou Yi didn't bother to continue recovering his true energy. He kept running towards Nanyang.

I felt quite heavy-hearted along the way.

The attitude of the Yingui Sect may disrupt some of his plans.

After all, with the current capabilities, it is far from enough to fight against the largest sect of the demon sect.

What if the Queen of Hell comes?

The Demonic Magic, the Space Force Field, and Jingyun Shenyou wonder if they can escape.

Along the way, my thoughts are complicated.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day when he saw Nanyang City that he felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, there is a safe and stable rear area.

There was a sudden commotion at the east gate of Nanyang, and the defending commander rushed out, followed by more than 20 soldiers defending the city.

Running ahead of the guard was a big man holding a sword.

It was Meng Degong from the Nanyang Gang.

He glanced at Zhou Yi, then focused his attention on the vast countryside behind Zhou Yi.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yi looked a little disheveled, with messy hair and many holes in his clothes.

Before I could answer, someone else ran out.

"Guanzhu!"

Qiu Wenzhong shouted and came forward with the people from the Gray Gang.

Seeing their worried expressions, Zhou Yi waved his hand and said calmly:

“No problem, I just had a fight with two old monsters from the Demon Sect.

Don't look behind me, those two old monsters are looking for a place to heal their wounds, so they can't catch up with us."

"So that's how it is," Meng Degong said, "The abbot has just returned from afar. Do you want to go see the big dragon head?"

"Not yet."

Zhou Yi shook his clothes and said, "How can I face people like this?"

Meng Degong smiled and nodded.

"Give me a horse. I will go back to the mountains to recuperate for a few days, and then I will go find the big dragon head myself."

Qiu Wenzhong ran to get the horse.

He was leading the horse in the city. Zhou Yi and Meng Degong had already entered the city. When he took the reins, he saw Qiu Wenzhong hesitated to speak, so Zhou Yi said directly:

"I have news about your father."

Qiu Wenzhong's pupils dilated: "Is my father okay?"

"Good, his martial arts skills have greatly improved, but he has caused chaos in Jiangdu and is now hiding from place to place."

Zhou Yi added, "But he seems to be enjoying it."

After hearing this, Qiu Wenzhong smiled bitterly.

But knowing that his father was still alive and well was enough to comfort him.

Meng Degong, who was standing by, was surprised: "This is not like Boss Qiu's character at all."

"What's so strange? You don't even know him."

“That’s true.”

The two of them gave a general account of the situation in the city, emphasizing its stability, because for some reason, Champion City had been unusually quiet recently.

"You two please stay here. I will go back to the temple first."

Zhou Yi said goodbye, and the two of them chased after him a few steps, watching the figure in white disappear in the busy traffic.

Meng Degong patted Xiao Qiu on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, your father has escaped from his cage and achieved the state of mind that martial artists dream of. Perhaps he will become famous in the martial arts world in the future."

Qiu Wenzhong looked towards Jiangdu and said, "Uncle Meng, I just hope he's alive."

Meng Degong patted his shoulder again and said nothing more.

Zhou Yi rode his horse across the street, controlling his horse's speed to avoid pedestrians and merchants. When he passed by the Dangyang Caravan, he happened to meet the deputy gang leader Chen Ruiyang.

"Guanzhu, Guanzhu!"

Chen Ruiyang hurried over to stop him.

Zhou Yi brushed aside his messy hair and said, "Boss Chen saw me in my miserable state."

"No."

Chen Ruiyang shook his head: "I only saw the master flashing in the crowd, and I had to rush over."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yi was amused by him.

"There are two things I want to tell you, Master."

"Which two?"

Chen Ruiyang said, "First of all, Brother Shan has taken people to Hongnong County to pick up our Boss Lou."

"Our two families have a close relationship. If there's any trouble, we'll naturally help. I told him this in advance, so there's no need to mention it again, Boss Chen."

"The master will be informed."

“As for the second thing”

Chen Ruiyang was hesitant to speak, and after a pause, he said, "After the last letter from the temple master was delivered to the ranch city, my ranch owner sent me something."

"What is it?"

"Several baskets of fresh fruit."

"Where?"

Chen Ruiyang said: "It is in the gang, but the master is not at home, and the fruit has rotted."

"Do you still want the rotten fruit?"

Zhou Yi was puzzled: "It would be a shame if it rotted. Why not send it to the temple?"

"The owner said he would give it to you. How dare we do anything rash when the master is not at home?"

"Is there anything else?"

"have."

Chen Ruiyang said wait a moment and took a letter from the gang.

Zhou Yi put the letter away and said simply, "Boss Chen, please throw away the rotten fruit."

Chen Ruiyang nodded with a curious expression: "Does the master have anything to give in return?"

"Yes, please wait for some time."

Chen Ruiyang wanted to ask a few more questions, such as finding out what was delivered to Pegasus Ranch last time.

Why would the owner of the farm give people fruit?

His heart was like a cat's paw, but Zhou Yi said nothing and rode away.

Then he went to Chen Laomou's side and walked around.

Chen Laomou already knew the news about Yiyang and Yiyang counties. At this time, he also learned about the events after Zhou Yi and Du Fuwei met.

The fire in Chen Laomou's heart was completely ignited.

He said he was going to the bedroom to get some good tea to celebrate, and Zhou Yi suspected that he was going to look for the dragon robe in the box.

So he shouted outside and left.

He is not in the mood to deal with these things now. The most urgent matter is the Yingui Sect.

Go back to the temple and settle down first, then wait for an opportunity to ask Ji Yinong.

I used to hate Master Ji Hui, but now I am lucky to have such a pair of eyes in the Yingui Sect.

Ji Yinong, stay calm.

In the Yangxing Society, Ji Huizhu, who was kneeling in front of the statue and praying, shuddered.

…

Accompanied by the autumn colors of the mountains, Zhou Yi climbed Wolonggang again.

When we were approaching Wuzhuang Temple, we heard voices and "click-click" sounds coming from in front of Mr. Xie's house in the distance.

Xie Jiyou was chopping thin bamboo with a knife, and Xia Shu and Yan Qiu were helping.

The three of them chatted while they were busy, and they got along very well.

They didn't know when Zhou Yi approached.

When I looked closely, I found that they were weaving bamboo baskets with thin bamboo strips, just like the saying goes, "A foot-long carp is ready to be cooked, but the bamboo baskets are guarding the lonely boat."

This is a lightweight fishing tackle used to catch fish.

"Is that all?"

The two little Taoist boys completed the handicraft under the guidance of Lao Xie.

"It's more than half done."

Xie Jiyou is an expert in fishing gear: "We also need to add an inverted barbel. This way, we can not only catch fish, but also temporarily keep live fish in a cage."

When he looked up and spoke, he saw Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi smiled at him, then signaled him not to speak.

Before Yan Qiu could react, Xia Shu seemed to have noticed.

But before she turned around, she suddenly felt herself flying up with Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu exclaimed in surprise.

Xia Shu shouted "Senior Brother" in surprise. The two of them were controlled by Zhou Yi's Qinggong. They flew over a tall cypress tree like carrying a wooden barrel, and then landed back on Wuzhuang Temple.

Mr. Xie watched them playing as if they were three ordinary children.

"Brother, it's so tall!"

"Brother, it needs to be higher!"

One was afraid of heights and the other was too short, so Zhou Yi placed them in the backyard of the temple.

In the courtyard, under the eaves.

The girl's pair of dark blue eyes flashed with surprise and astonishment.

Obviously, no one expected that a highly respected Taoist priest would play like this.

At this moment, a composition appeared in her mind.

It was exactly the scene when Zhou Yi and two little Taoist boys had just landed in the courtyard.

"Did you finish your business?"

“Although there were some twists and turns, it was going smoothly.”

"That's good."

Aruina put down her paintbrush and took the ancient book beside her:

"Can I ask you a question?"

"sure."

Zhou Yi responded, but he didn't expect Aruina to pick up "Laozi Xianger Zhu" and ask about the interpretation inside.

Not just one place, but many places.

It seemed that she read the scriptures for a long time.

After Zhou Yi explained a few points, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you also want to treat this sutra?"

The girl didn't say whether she wanted to or not: "Before, I only studied the Sabri-rakan and the scriptures passed down by the Good Mother, and never really touched upon the teachings of the Dao."

“It makes me feel at ease, but it’s hard to read.”

“There are many things I don’t understand, and I want to learn more about classics.”

Those beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Yi with expectation: "Cousin, can you teach me?"

"Yes, sure."

Zhou Yi remained calm, "However, some scriptures are best studied on your own, as everyone's understanding is different."

Aruina nodded.

Then I saw Zhou Yi examining the homework of the two little Taoist boys and he was very satisfied with the results.

Zhou Yi looked at them and really wanted to tell them about the secret of immortality.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he held them back.

In the next few days, Zhou Yi asked them to review all the Taoist classics they had read.

Master Jiao Wuzi's collection of ancient scriptures is rare in the world.

And he locked himself in the room.

He took out a blank book, bit the pen, and referred to the "Louguan Lingjian Secret Studies".

This method is extremely meaningful to Zhou Yi because it is not the traditional Louguan ancestral home.

Just like Song Yinzi said,

This was created by Yin Tong based on Louguan Zuyun and his own understanding.

Zhou Yi did not intend to draw on the secret learning of Louguan, but to inspire himself with Yin Tong.

"Is this Heavenly Master worse than Yin Tong?"

then

A large number of classics flowed through his mind, and he then wrote down some of his own insights in the form of scriptures.

I thought I could finish compiling this book in one go.

But

On the fifth day, he suddenly had the ominous feeling he had described.

So he tore up the scriptures written on the fifth day, leaving only the contents of the first four days.

Holding the unfinished book, Zhou Yi thought about giving it a name.

According to the style of Taiping Dao, it should be called "Taiping Jing" or "Taiping Qingling Shu" or "Taiping Shulue" or something like that.

Then I thought, why should I follow the rules?

Considering that this incomplete scripture is a collection of my many thoughts.

Zhou Yi suddenly had an idea and wrote on the blank cover: "Random Thoughts of the Heavenly Master"

The mind feels great and wonderful.

He smiled, and bent over the desk again, drawing the diagram related to the secret of longevity in his mind on the back, because he had experience in learning "Crane Hand".

Combined with his identity as an artist.

The characters in his drawings can be connected and moved just by turning the pages of the book.

Because of this spirituality, people like Guangchengzi, Cangqu, and Dini had no seats and had to stand to watch.

Zhou Yi drew two types of diagrams, one is Guangchengzi's old version, and the other is his new version.

After finishing the last page and using cinnabar to mark the acupuncture points, the work was finally done.

Looking at this semi-finished product, Zhou Yi felt a sense of satisfaction.

It seems that there have been some changes in spirit.

At the same time, an idea came to my mind that when I become more powerful in the future, I must complete this unfinished sutra.

On the sixth day, Zhou Yi went out to bask in the sun.

When cousins ​​Xia Shu and Yan Qiu saw him, their expressions changed drastically.

"Brother, what's wrong with you!" The two kids almost cried.

His lips and face were pale, his eyes were cloudy, and his black hair was stained with frost, as if he had been seriously ill.

"Don't worry."

Zhou Yi looked at the sky. There was an indescribable peculiar charm in his pale and weak appearance. It seemed as if there was something in his heart that he had never expressed.

“When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility on a man, it will surely burden him with his whole heart and soul.”

The three of them looked at him in such a state, dazzled.

The person standing in front of them did not look like a young Heavenly Master, but an old Heavenly Master with a Taoist charm.

Maybe this is what he will look like in the future.

At this moment alone, his aura can make people's spirits fluctuate.

While the three of them were in a trance, another day passed.

After Zhou Yi meditated and adjusted his breathing, the gray hair on his temples turned black and shiny.

At the same time, the Qi of Longevity also penetrated the belt meridian at an incredible speed!

It would have taken several months of hard practice, but it was accomplished overnight.

The three people in the temple breathed a sigh of relief; the young Taoist priest had returned.

In the Huanglao Hall, Zhou Yi was reading the letter from Ranch Mountain City.

The two little ones were reading books obediently.

Zhou Yi took out a book from his pocket and threw it in front of them.

Xia Shu picked it up and took a look.

Yan Qiu, who was standing by, said, "Random Thoughts of the Heavenly Master?"

Xia Shu came closer, blinked her big black eyes and asked, "Brother, what is this?"

"oh"

Zhou Yi said casually without raising his head:

"I plan to formally teach you martial arts one year from now."

"This is a basic health-preserving technique. Feel free to look at it and practice it to familiarize yourself with the meditation posture."

When they heard that Zhou Yi had confirmed the time for teaching martial arts, the two little Taoist boys were overjoyed.

She gave him a back massage and poured him tea.

Zhou Yi was reading a letter and had no time to pay attention to them, so he waved his hand to send them away.

However, he glanced at it with a slanted eye.

really

The two kids were completely defenseless against him and believed everything he said.

I am looking at this "Random Thoughts of the Heavenly Master" with a normal mind.

He smiled slightly and turned his gaze back to the letter, which read:

"The Emperor's favorite tree, the tangerine, has come to serve. It has been commanded not to migrate, and has grown in the south, its green leaves and white blossoms are so beautiful."

This is "Nine Songs: Ode to the Orange" by Qu Yuan, a great poet of the State of Chu.

What Shang Xiuxun had someone send over were oranges.

The letter also mentioned that "Emperor Wen liked to eat oranges" and that people would pay tribute from Bashu every year.

The letter clearly stated that the fruits sent this time were tributes from Bashu.

The general meaning is to give it to him to try.

Zhou Yi realized that perhaps the rancher had misunderstood and thought that she was just like her, greedy for the fruit in the painting.

Knowing that this person was a gourmet, he had an idea in mind.

He spent more than two hours writing a reply letter and asked the disciples in the temple to deliver the letter to Chen Ruiyang.

He meditated in the temple for another day to adjust his condition completely.

Then he went down the mountain to look for the big dragon head. This Yin Gui sect must be guarded against

…

Beginning of Winter. Champion City.

In a gloomy and eerie hall, there are tall ancient bronze lamps with claws in the shape of ghost hands, illuminating the coffins standing in rows on both sides.

In the center of the hall, there is a high platform, standing taller than the forest of coffins.

Zhou Laotan was sitting on an exquisite throne. Jin Huanzhen, who was dressed in palace dress, put down the bamboo slips of Changsheng Jue in her hand and was flipping through Laotan's research records.

Visible to the naked eye

Mr. Zhou looked more vicissitudes of life than before, his face was full of fatigue, and the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes was not as strong as before.

However, the invisible aura he generated seemed to emit a sharp light.

A glance swept across the forest of coffins, and immediately the flames on all the ancient bronze lamps in the hall began to dance rhythmically, as if thousands of demons were dancing together.

pity

This kind of domineering momentum did not last long.

As the momentum dissipated, the fatigue on his face gradually disappeared, the fire in his eyes became brighter, and his whole body was radiant.

"Hehehehahahaha!"

After a burst of laughter, Zhou Lao sighed:

"Senior Sister, what do you think?"

Before Jin Huanzhen could speak, he continued:

"I worked so hard to finally create this incomplete 'Reminiscences of the True Demon'. Humph, Master is so wary of me, but I refuse to accept it!"

He snorted, and half of the lights in the hall suddenly went out.

"Even though he's powerful and his talent is much greater than mine, he's still practicing the techniques of his predecessors. I'm going to find another way and create my own unique magic skills. Let him see why he looks down on me!"

As a couple, Jin Huanzhen was very familiar with him.

At this moment, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

"Junior brother, if Master sees you with such determination, he might change his mind."

Jin Huanzhen didn't bear any grudges: "It was our fault that we didn't live up to our expectations in the beginning, so we can't blame others."

"If it weren't for his teaching, we wouldn't be able to achieve the art we have today."

"Your words are true, but my dissatisfaction is also true."

Zhou Lao sighed, "However, this skill is still not enough. I want Xi Ying's Purple Qi Tianluo, the essence of Shanmu Suobu Luogan, Xiaoyaochai, the root wisdom of the Great Venerable, and let me see Dini's Cihang Sword Canon."

"Senior Sister, will there be any?"

Jin Huanzhen waved her palace skirt and said, "Of course there will be."

At this moment, there were two unusual clicking sounds in the hall.

In the forest of coffins, two festive vermilion coffins were opened.

Two people were walking out of the coffin in high spirits.

"Daoyou."

"Daoyou."

The two men saluted each other, then turned to greet Zhou Laotan: "Sect Master."

Elder Zhou sighed and laughed and asked, "Did this Sect Master ever lie to you?"

“No.”

Yuwen Wudi said:

"The Sect Master has spoken fairly with us, allowing me to see the most wondrous martial arts in the world. I will spend the rest of my life striving to break free from the Sect Master's shackles and reach the ultimate in martial arts."

Pharmacist Lin said, "The mystery here is beyond comprehension."

…

(End of this chapter)