Shenghan Mountain
In the extremely solemn hall, four pillars support the hall, and four dragons slowly circle upwards. Although they are carved from huge stones, they are extremely lifelike and moving, as if they will take off into the air and soar into the sky in the next moment. At this time, there are vaguely two people standing in the middle of the four pillars.
"Junior brother, how do you think we should deal with this?" Daosong sighed slightly, his tone full of worry.
"He is not an easy target to deal with. This result is not surprising. It is just a matter of time." Compared with him, Rong Hua was extremely relaxed, as if everything was under his control.
"Oh, forget it, forget it." Daosong sighed, but he seemed helpless. "I just don't know, you said Senior Brother Wancang, what was he thinking? Why didn't he kill him with a sword a hundred years ago? Leaving this disaster behind will cause endless troubles in the future."
Daosong shook his head, his face full of regret. Ronghua also smiled slightly, but did not speak, but he did not share his regret.
"Do you think that Senior Brother Wan Cang has become senile and confused? What kind of person is the Demon King Qian Yue? Will he feel a little grateful if you don't kill him? I think that once he recovers his power, we will suffer the consequences." Daosong waved his Taoist robe but became more and more angry as he spoke.
"Speaking of Senior Brother Wan Cang, I don't know where he's been these past few years. He's been missing for years now. It's fine that he doesn't handle the affairs of Shenghan Mountain, and it's his fault that he doesn't preside over the conference. But, you know, Shenghan Mountain has just gone through such a big thing, and he's still nowhere to be found. What's going on?"
At the end of his words, Daosong clapped his hands, shook his head helplessly, turned his back and stopped talking.
Rong Hua saw this and saw Daosong's excitement fade slightly. Then he slowly said, "I think Master must have his reasons for doing this. Let's wait and see his news."
Daosong disagreed. "It's not that I don't know what Wancang wants to do. We lived together for a hundred years, so how can I not understand him? But, you say, you say, regarding his wishes, he, he..."
"Brother." Seeing Daosong's words becoming increasingly outrageous, Rong Hua immediately interrupted, "We both know Master's behavior and conduct. You must not make rash comments."
"You..." Daosong's expression changed, and he looked at Ronghua with a hint of indifference. After a while, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his originally kind and old face also took on a bit of ferocity. "How could I forget that you are no longer the little disciple of Wancang Sect of Shenghan Mountain. You are now one of the famous 'Three Saints' of Shenghan, the second master respected by everyone in Shenghan Mountain, and you and I are brothers. Your status is above mine, and you don't have to listen to me, an old man, anymore. Humph." Daosong snorted, glanced at Ronghua coldly, waved his robe and was about to walk out.
"Senior Brother." Rong Hua immediately called out to Daosong's back. Daosong didn't look back, but waved his hand. "Anyway, Senior Brother Wancang had already told me before he left that everything in Shenghan Mountain would be left to you to take care of. What are you talking about to an old man like me? What exactly do you and that little girl want to do? I don't care what that little girl's background and identity are. You guys should take care of yourselves, hum." Daosong didn't speak again and walked straight out. His tone seemed to still care about the draw between Su Yin and Rong Jing. It was all because of that kid Rong Hua. That girl had an unknown origin and low level of Taoism. How could she be a match for his apprentice Rong Jing? But he protected her, and in the end he had to force it to be a draw. Ha, it was really ridiculous.
Rong Hua stared at Daosong's back silently, not saying a word for a long while. A hundred years ago, Shenghan Mountain revered Wancang as the Second Saint and Daosong as the Third Saint. He was merely Wancang's leading disciple at the time. A hundred years earlier, Shenghan Mountain's leader, the "Great Saint" of Shenghan Mountain, had exhausted his spiritual energy in a war with the demon realm, and tragically sacrificed his life after using his last ounce of energy to seal the demon king Qianyue. Since Shenghan Mountain had already been depleted of disciples after that war, he had achieved remarkable feats in that immortal-demon war, his power advancing by leaps and bounds, ultimately becoming the Second Saint of Shenghan Mountain, surpassing Daosong. His impatience in his early training had nearly led him to the demonic path, and his path to immortality had been hindered in recent years. And now, with something like this happening at Shenghan Mountain, it was understandable that he was irritated.
Sigh, Rong Hua sighed softly, slowly turned his head, and looked at the giant dragon on the pillar. The most important thing now was not him, but...
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