Chapter 24 The Robber's Deer

In the middle of Hunan, Yunshan is ethereal, and the green peaks are towering and surrounded by beautiful water, which is surrounded by a fairy mountain outside the world.

This is the Yangming Mountain, one of the most famous places in Hunan. In the past, Liu Zongyuan came here and left a record of a trip to Huangxi, saying that if the mountains stand side by side, the leaves of Danbi flowers, and the water is like Bai Hong [27], which is silent and praise.

However, at this time, Yangming Mountain is a hidden place. The mountain gate of Taoism is closed, and the green smoke is elegant, but it has not been asked about the world for a long time.

When Qimiao sent Ling Shuiyue back, it happened that Ling Zongyun, the father of the second Miss Ling, the head of Taoism, was closed. Taoist reports that the two were directly invited into the back mountain. There was a water mist curtain here, covering a cave that split in the middle of the mountain. There was a child led the way. Several people wind up along a cliff path, gradually, It is to go deep into the cloud.

When Qimiao was careful, he looked at the mountains and clouds for two weeks, and the white fog was blurred. There could also be the sound of waterfalls and flowing water in his ears. He took a deep breath, and the slightly moist air fragrance filled his spleen. He said to himself, "Is this not a fairyland on earth? Which master is practicing here?"

Thinking like this in his heart, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded: "Zhang Xianzi, can "Bing Research Heart Art" lead to great cultivation?"

"It turned out to be the elder Zong Haiming!" Qi Miao was shocked and said that this old man had no fixed place and traveled all over the world. Today, he could actually meet him in the Taoist gate, but it was also a coincidence. When he looked up, the clouds in front of him shook, scattered a mouth, and walked out of a tall old man. The old man wore a simple and unpretentious Taoist robe and had a short beard, facing the middle man faced him. His eyes were bright. He stepped on his cloth shoes, stood with his hands behind his back, and nodded and smiled at Qi Miao.

"Second Uncle!" As soon as Ling Shuiyue saw this person, she suddenly smiled and took a few steps to pass the child who led the way and rushed to Zong Haiming.

"Water Moon..." Zong Haiming stretched out his hand to hold her and looked at her. Seeing her look at herself with a smile, the old man also smiled and said, "You sneaked down the mountain, which made my father very anxious..."

"Isn't your father closed..." Ling Shuiyue dodged Zong Haiming's eyes and gently stuck out her tongue.

"He had an emergency in his practice and had to close up, so he sent me a signal to bring me back all the way back..." Zong Haiming said this with a smile, and naturally there was no complaining tone in it.

"Fortunately, before I went down the mountain, you little girl brought it to the door by yourself, saving me the hard work of the old man to run around." Zong Haiming winked at Ling Shuiyue, so Ling Shuiyue was not worried that he would punish him. He took Zong Haiming's hand and chattered about the words along the way.

Qi Miao also rushed over at this time and arched his hand and said, "Xiangren Qimiao, thank you for your help last time."

Zong Haiming looked up and down at him. When his eyes swept over, Qi Miao seemed to have been seen through everything, as if the past had been clearly understood by the old man overnight. However, the old man did not say much, but just smiled gently and took Ling Shuiyue's hand and said to everyone, "It's quite tiring to talk here. It's better to lie down. Let's go to my cave to talk about it."

Less gossip. At present, the little Taoist boy returned by himself. Qi Miao and Ling Shuiyue took dozens more steps with the old man and came to a cave covered by water mist. Zong Haiming heard Qi Miao talk about his own affairs and detailed the image of Lingshuiyue, and his face was half happy. Worry, Qi Miao looked at it and asked softly, "Senior, but what's wrong with Miss Ling's body?"

Zong Haiming waved his hand, but did not talk about it again, but asked, "Can you know that today's world is in a chaotic situation?"

Qi Miao nodded and answered, "When the road came, it was known that the disaster of soldiers swept through China, and the people in the Guanzhong area were deeply displaced."

It turned out that he and Ling Shuiyue marched all the way to western Hunan, but also saw many people who fled from the Central Plains. Listening to the people's panic, the world had suddenly changed. The Tang Emperor avoided it, and several forces split and fought immortality. A few days ago, the rebel leader surnamed Shi just killed Shu Han, a general of the Tang Dynasty, and the war started a prairie fire. There is no place for ordinary people to settle down.

Zong Haiming sighed and then asked, "I want to ask you, what is it that drives Yuan Chongyue and a group of people to compete with each other?"

When asked about this relationship demon lord, Qi Miao paused, thought for a moment, and said frankly, "It is the desire and ambition that plunge them into this endless struggle. They must have power over the world and be the first person."

"Haha..." Zong Haiming saw his confession, but he also smiled, but he shook his head and said, "What you said is superficial, and people with insight can see it. However, have you ever thought about it? The reason why these people fight together is actually involuntarily."

"Involuntarily?" Qimiao touched this sentence in the depths of her heart, and suddenly thought of the entanglement of demons in the past 20 years. Yuan Chongyue was struggling, and the demon lord's power rose up. Is it involuntarily?

"In fact, all the behaviors of these people are forced by the next group of people. In this world, no matter whether they are fighting against small people or extraterritorial highs, they will be tightly forced by this powerful thing and push them forward."

"potential..." Qi Miao thought for a moment and asked again, "What kind of momentum is this?"

"The general trend of the world and the situation of people have provoked a turbid whirlpool. As long as people are in this torrent, they can't help but follow the direction he has pushed forward. Everyone can't help it."

"Qi Miao is indeed confused, but the predecessor Zong has seen it thoroughly..." Qi Miao's heart is quite confused. Although Taoist master has insight into the world and sees it thoroughly, he comes to say these words to him today, but he doesn't always know what the intention is.

"Although I understand, I am also a member of this turbid stream, but now it seems that I can't stay out of it." Zong Haiming suddenly sighed.

"Seniors and such high-level people also want to be involved in the battle of demons?" Qi Miao was shocked when she heard the words, but she was more worried. Sure enough, the Zong Haiming continued:

"A few days ago, I received a letter from Yuan Chongyue, saying that the three elders of Xikunlun had been moved by him and would participate in the action of suppressing the demon religion in the future. He sent this letter, asking us to unify and eliminate demons and defend the way..."

"Did the senior agree?" Qi Miao suddenly felt a cold in her heart. Is the Taoist religion about to be destroyed in modern times?

It's just that Zong Haiming shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Of course we won't go, but there is one thing I ask you to..."

"Please tell me why it takes so much effort. Of course, if the younger generation can do it, he will not refuse." Today, there are words in the Ming Dynasty, and there seems to be endless suffering. Qi Miao is very surprised, and she has some new understanding of the master in front of her.

"There is one thing in my Taoism. I'm afraid it will be difficult for seven wonderful people..." Zong Haiming suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and his voice was gloomy for three or four minutes.

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With one foot of the mountain, the heroes came. Yuan Chongyue, the leader of the military alliance, sat firmly in the array and watched the flags of the world's military alliance roar and dance in the sad north, which showed a strong color different from this ordinary world.

At this time, at the end of summer and autumn, the weather turns cold, the military disaster gradually rises, and the people are drifting away. I don't know whether this sound of the wind is a faint cry, a strong wind, or the unwilling wandering soul.

Three thousand sword immortals gathered together Yuan Chongyue, the leader of the Guards's Military Alliance. This man sat on the willow chair in the middle and held his hands to breathe secretly. He suppressed the injuries he suffered a few days ago. At that time, because Jiuhua's real person killed the old lotus monk, it can't be said that Yuan Chongyue also had to put down his affairs and dared to go for the lotus monk himself. After revenge, he rushed on his way at night and wanted to go back to the military alliance to host the overall situation, but he was caught by Li Qianren, who came by taking advantage of the gap. One of the two fought hard, and the other also damaged Yuan Gong. However, Yuan Chongyue did not care about the injury and even care about the permanent impact on his Yuangong in the future, just for one thing. The time is to eliminate the demons.

Thousands of demons wore black clothes and set up along the foothills of the mountain. They looked like a mirror, neat and depressing, standing still against the roaring wind. There were more than 40,000 demons, and there were more than 10,000 people who rushed to defend the demon lord. However, most of these people were unable to make a living and came to ask for it. On the eve of the decisive battle, Li Qianren made the situation clear and let them take off their clothes and dispersed. In less than a few hours, most of them left. The rest were determined to share the enemy. Therefore, although there were fewer people, they were united more like a knife.

Yuan Chongyue squinted, carefully looked at the array of the demon religion, and looked back at the team. Only four or five southern sects that were not affected by the war had not left. The rest of them hurried back because they were afraid that the sect would be in trouble. He looked at his side again. On his left hand was crowned with a jade tree facing the wind, holding a sword to control the wind, as if he did not care about anything. The purple-faced god on the right hand was also standing majestically. He sighed in his heart and thought why Su He hadn't come back yet.

At this time, Yuan Chongyue suddenly fell into the stars of the universe alone. The stars were vast, and the stars rose brightly. Each one corresponds to a name. The earth robbery star and the sword Zhuoying, the sky sword god light, the fiery star wood Yanxi, the star Xia Wuming, the burial star moon, the Tianshu star Chen Naixian, the demon Xingjian Sha bought, hooked Chen Xing and Xu Donglai, turned up a few stars Su He, Li Xingjian Mocheng, Mangxing Jian Guanyu, and the last person - Emperor Mingxing Li Qianren. These people either left or died, most of them were scattered. Yuan Chongyue sighed in his heart and read alone, "After today's World War I, there will be one more twelve-star sword..."

"Haha!" A bright laughter rose, and it was Li Qianran, the lord of the Demon Sect, who stepped out and flew in mid-air. He laughed and invited the battle: "Yuan Chongyue, the only star sword in your hand is Guan Yu. It's really unlucky to sigh like this!"

Looking at him, where he is seriously injured.