Chapter 7 Looking back on the past

I took a look at this huge Taoist temple, which is very elegant and secular. He thought that a foreign master like the red-haired ancestor would probably find a beautiful place, build a few cottages, or simply dig a few caves to live in seclusion.

Gu Shiyuan led his wife and a group of brothers and closely followed Lu Wu's footsteps. Don't see that he dared to confront the red-haired ancestor, in fact, it was all ordered by Yin Mingyu in advance. At this moment, he can immediately see the red-haired ancestor with his own eyes. He has already pinched a cold sweat in the palm of his hand, and from time to time, he earnestly told a group of brothers to be extremely respectful and serious for a while, and no longer make mistakes.

In fact, needless to say, these dboys have long been stunned by the scene on the beach, and he took care that someone can talk to such a powerful man and keep the prestige of his sect. This style has faintly convinced these children of the family with high eyes. For a time, everyone has a faint feeling of He means to bezhan.

Probably, these have been expected by Yin Mingyu for a long time. Otherwise, why did he bother to arrange this good play?

A colorful rainbow fell from the sky and covered the group of people obliquely. Gu Shiyuan immediately found that he had lost the ability to act. With the sudden change of the scene in front of him, they had arrived at the hall of the red-haired ancestral dojo.

Both sides of the hall are full of male and female monks who serve different groups, and it seems that the red-haired ancestors are having a Dharma meeting. However, the ancestor himself was not seen in the hall. The monks closed their eyes one by one and shook their heads, as if they were intoxicated with a special atmosphere. The situation looked very strange.

Gu Shiyuan was also shocked. Just now, the red-haired ancestor cast a spell to lead them in. He thought that he could see me when he came in, but he didn't expect that it was still a real god. Lu Wu seemed to be not surprised by such a situation. He worshipped three times in front of the hall and didn't know what he had done. The voice of the red-haired ancestor in the void came again: "Your feet are slow enough to arrive for so long. Zhang Xian, Shen Shida, please arrange accommodation for these Qingcheng guests. The one named Gu Shiyuan, you stay, and the ancestor has something to ask you. Well, and the boy surnamed Xiao, you can stay together.

Immediately, two seemingly old monks got up to greet them and led a group of dung bellis to the small door on the left side of the hall. Go straight out of the small door and walk along the corridor, which leads to the backyard of the Wuyun Palace. Gu Shiyuan made a color for his wife. Gu Liu nodded and didn't say much, followed the brigade.

Lu Wu explained apologetically: "The family teacher has been closed for many years, and his homework has been taught like this over the years. No wonder the two Taoist brothers are surprised." His words were equivalent to explaining the situation in the hall, but it brought greater shock to Xiao Chongguang and the other two.

"Excendation, is this the legendary dementation?" Gu Shiyuan muttered to himself that when the monk reached a certain level, the means of communication became more and more skillful. Most of the goods such as transmission into secret were no longer on the table for Yuanying monks. With the increasing strength of divine consciousness, it has become the main means of communication between these high-level monks with the mutual induction of divine consciousness. However, Gu Shiyuan is still in the Jindan stage, and he has only heard of this way of communicating rumors and has never experienced it himself.

And the divine consciousness is so powerful that it can condense the mind and manifest the yuan god, which is a means that only the god monk can have. Xiao Chongguang has personally felt the use of this method by Chongxu. The yuan god is manifested, the mind is united, and thousands of miles can be seen between the thoughts. On that day, Chongxu taught him Taoism by this means. And the red-haired ancestor in front of him can distinguish so many divine thoughts at the same time, teach these many disciples according to their aptitude, but I'm afraid that they have touched the legendary seventh layer of gas refining - the threshold of entry, how can they not be shocked.

At this time, the voice of the red-haired ancestor in the void came again: "Lu Wu, why do you talk so much nonsense? Lead them to me." Lu Wu immediately stopped talking, scratched his hands in the air a few times, as if he had made a few gestures, and suddenly a yellow light appeared in front of him.

Lu Wu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, turned around and walked into the door, and his body suddenly disappeared. Chongguang looked at Gu Shiyuan and followed him one after another. The monks in the hall did not show surprise and still did their original thing, as if no one had ever been there.

When I stepped into the door, the scene in front of me suddenly changed. When all the dust settled, he found himself in an underground cave. Before he could look at the surrounding environment, he heard Lu Wu whisper, "Master, Brother Gu and Brother Xiao Dao have come."

Gu Shiyuan shouted: "Gu Shiyuan, a disciple of the younger generation Qingcheng, visit his ancestors." He bowed and saluted. Chongguang also bent down and secretly stared at it. He saw an old man sitting on a futon in the middle of the cave, with red hair and a face. Although he sat cross-legged, he was taller than ordinary people standing.

The red-haired ancestor is really powerful! This is Chongguang's first impression when he saw him. Although he closed his eyes, he could also feel his shocking momentum. He didn't look like a Taoist master, but like a lieutenant general.

He looked at the other party here, but he didn't know that he was also observing him secretly. When the cultivation reaches the realm of the red-haired ancestor, there is no difference whether you close your eyes or not. Under the combination of divine thoughts, any wind and grass within thousands of miles, as long as you have a heart, it is as vivid in your mind. This powerful divine sense, heavy light is still far from being felt. As for him closing his eyes and meditizing, it is just a habit formed for a long time.

"Okay, don't be polite. Get up." The red-haired ancestor slowly opened his mouth, and Gu Shiyuan stood up straight and did not dare to come out. Lu Wu completed the task of introduction and kept silent, waiting for the red-haired ancestor's order.

"Gu Shiyuan, what are you here for now? Yin Mingyu is willing to take out the treasures at the bottom of the box like the fallen leaves of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. What on earth do you have here? The words of the red-haired ancestor pointed to the point without covering it at all.

Gu Shiyuan can't hide it at this time. First, he laughed and laughed: "What the ancestor said, it's reasonable for us to send the master Qingqiu Zhenren to have with your ancestors. As a younger generation, it is also reasonable to respect the elder." He was polite first, and then he said, "To be honest, this time when Luo Hou was born, the world was shocked. Yin Zhenren, the teacher, was thinking hard about good strategies in the mountains. After all, he couldn't come up with an idea. That's why I sent my disciples here to ask my ancestors to look at my master Qingqiu, lend a helping hand, and lend something to the Qingcheng faction to overcome this difficulty.

"What does he want to borrow?"

Gu Shiyuan took a deep breath and no longer hesitated: "Dinghai Shentie."

The expression on the red-haired ancestor's face was calm, as if he had expected: "Sure enough, I still know for you, Qingqiuzi, you are worthy of me." Gu Shiyuan explained, "My master originally wanted to keep this secret, but he always had the habit of remembering notes. At that time, he accidentally fell, and the notes did not have time to destroy it. As a result, he was accidentally seen when my master checked the relics."

"I'm afraid he is intentional. Qingqiuzi's handbook doesn't know what secrets have been recorded. No wonder Yin Mingyu is so careful. It's also difficult for him to know so many secrets and endure it for many years.

Gu Shiyuan said, "Ancestor, the master knows that this sea god iron is extremely precious, so he dares not ask. But now that Luohou was born, the Taoist sect is in trouble, and the ancestors of the Qingcheng faction should have been well aware that they could not resist the revenge of Luohou. Seeing that the sect is about to collapse, the family teacher would rather contribute the spiritual root fairy wine accumulated for many years, just to protect the gate of Qingcheng. Please give up your love for the time being and borrow Dinghai Shentie. As long as you get through this disaster, the Qingcheng sect will always feel great virtue.

The red-haired ancestor said, "It's a big deal. I want to think twice." Gu Shiyuan said earnestly: "Ancestor, although this divine iron is extremely precious, you already have a magic blood knife. This divine iron is not suitable for you. As the saying goes, food is tasteless. It's a pity to abandon it. It's better to use the eyes of our Qingcheng faction to guard the three-yuan array of Qiantian and block the mountain gate to make everything. I know that the ancestor is stuck in the bottleneck of distracting. Presumably this spiritual root fairy wine is more effective.

The red-haired ancestor hesitated for a long time. After all, he didn't make up his mind and waved his hand and said, "You go down first. I want to discuss this matter with my disciples." Gu Shiyuan wanted to speak but stopped, but eventually withdrew according to his words. The cave was closed on all sides and there was no exit. Lu Wu came forward and led the way. The two flashed. Gu Shiyuan also looked back at Chongguang and didn't know what he wanted to express. He had disappeared into the void.

The red-haired ancestor smiled with a smile: "Kid, on your way here, I heard them say that your surname is Xiao. At that time, I was curious that there was no one surnamed Xiao. Among the disciples of the poor family, in addition to Yin Qinyu, when did such an outstanding disciple come out? At a young age, he actually stepped into the threshold of Yuanying. I don't remember any great people among this generation of Qingcheng disciples.

Xiao Chongguang knew that this ancestor's magic power was powerful and his eyes were like a torch. I'm afraid that his details had been seen by him for a long time, and he simply no longer covered it up: "Senior, to be honest, I was born in the Kunlun School, but because of some accidents, he is no longer a Kunlun disciple. Now he is traveling abroad, which is a scattered practice. ."

The red-haired ancestor waved his hand and motioned him not to explain more: "Heroes don't care about their origin. When I was young, I was not doing business without capital in the green forest. What's the matter? Those decent people looked down on me at the beginning, but now they don't come up and pat me. You are born in Kunlun, and you are also a decent school. As for being kicked out, with your current cultivation, it is not impossible to establish a sect. What do you care about? The red-haired ancestor said that Chongguang was expelled from the teacher, which was obviously a misunderstanding. In fact, the situation of Chongguang is regarded as self-exile, but he has no need to explain more.

"Actually, I didn't keep you because you had Yuanying at a young age. I have also seen Yuanying monks younger than you. I'm just concerned about the two things in your backpack. How can they get to you? The red-haired ancestor's eyes were bright and he was not angry and arrogant, which made Chongguang's heart awe-inspiring.