one person is right

Chapter 287
The stone gate exploded, and the crushed stone was like an arrow flying from the string, howling through the air, and hit Dao Yinzi and Ling Ran.

The light and shadow changed, and the two resisted each other.

But there is a lot of power in the crushed stones, just a face-to-face breaks through layers of obstacles, causing Ling Ran to fly out backwards with a muffled grunt.

Amid the sound of tearing, Ling Ran's thoughts were chaotic, and she was already severely injured!
Dao Yinzi's expression changed, he rolled the dust whisk in his hand, and collected all the fragments in the sky, and swung it again, enveloping the chaotic thoughts calmly, followed without retreating but advancing, with one step, he had already arrived in front of the stone room.

His expression was particularly dignified, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

In the stone room, faint thoughts overflowed, messy and chaotic, causing the surrounding things to tremble.

"The mind is not strong, but it interferes with the surroundings. As long as the monks under the longevity touch it, they will be penetrated into the soul!"

The smoke filled the air, and every particle of smoke and dust was entwined with distracting thoughts. Before Dao Yinzi came to the front, he felt the slightest distracting thoughts trying to penetrate into the body and mind.

Dao Yinzi didn't care, he let distracting thoughts enter his mind, his heart was like a sea, distracting thoughts could not stir up any waves, but let him catch a little bit of reality.

Sighing, he stepped into it.

The stone room is dark and dry, and the originally smooth walls have been covered with slender marks.

Some of these traces are straight, some are winding and changeable, with different shades.

After carefully identifying it, Dao Yinzi was shocked to realize that these were scratches, which were scratched out with both hands!
Worrying in his heart, Dao Yinzi swept his eyes and found a curled up figure in the corner.

This person was covered by shadows, his hair was white and loose, his whole body was skinny and his clothes were ragged.

Seeing a little familiarity from it, Dao Yinzi felt complicated.

The man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes full of pain.

"Master... Junior brother!"

His voice was hoarse, but the aura in his body suddenly rose sharply, but it was chaotic and changeable, and even the shadow around him began to twist and sway, as if he was barking his teeth and claws.

After a while, Dao Yinzi quickened his pace to walk over, and the words in his mouth became more hasty: "Senior brother, you are retreating and wandering, and you want to search for the traces of the three generations of patriarchs. Why did you come here? What happened?"

"Don't come here!" the man said with difficulty, his eyes were full of chaotic light, and the soaring aura suddenly weakened, and his whole body turned into a void, as if kneaded by sand and soil, it was blown by the wind and began to weather, "Time is limited , I must leave you a few words as a brother."

Dao Yinzi was stunned for a moment, he understood a little bit, with a sad face on his face, he nodded and said: "I will not refuse to listen to senior brother's words."

The man forced a smile: "The first thing is about the difficulty of Taiqing. Our Taihua Mountain lineage has suffered a lot in the difficulty of Taiqing. Although we have lost a lot, we have also gained. You should know the location of the entrance."

Dao Yinzi was taken aback when he heard this.

The man followed and said: "With that entrance, you will have the confidence to hold down Mount Taihua!" He screamed, his whole body was cracked, and he held back the severe pain, "Remember, don't fly up!"

Dao Yinzi's eyes showed shock, he said: "Senior brother, what did you encounter during this fugue tour!"

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Half of the man's body dissipated, but his expression became calmer and calmer, "The road to seeking the Tao is difficult, and ascension is the way, not the goal. Going forward, the more intense it will be, your catastrophe will come, but if it is not a last resort, don't use the method of ascension to go out of the world! Remember! Remember!"

Dao Yinzi opened his mouth to speak.

"If you don't want to be like me, then don't ask, Taihua Mountain can't lose you anymore!" The man hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Tell me about the situation in the sect."

Sighing, Dao Yinzi sent out a thought.

The man froze for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, there are talented people from generation to generation in the sect, and now I am a hero, junior brother, I am not as good as you, instead of looking for the misty of the predecessors, it is better to base myself on the future of the disciples! From today, you are the seventh generation head teacher of the Yunxiao Sect It's..."

In the voice of his words, his whole body completely dissipated, leaving only a lingering sound——

"I know that the road to the spring is near, but if I want to get rid of this difficult mountain, I am sorry to seek the Tao, and I will not be able to do it until I die."

Thoughts of reluctance and reluctance lingered around, but no one left.

Looking at the slowly drifting smoke and dust, Dao Yinzi was stunned in place, and in his heart, bits and pieces of the past emerged like a revolving lantern.

Hundreds of years of dusty memories are like bursting a bank, but at this moment, all of them are gone, only a sigh.

"Brother, Pindao remembers your entrustment."

"Master..."

Outside the door of the stone room, Ling Ran walked slowly, with a sad face.

Looking at the man's face, Dao Yinzi still sighed, and walked out slowly, but in addition to the sense of loss and sadness in his heart, the rest was his doubts about the last message of his senior brother.

"Can't fly..."

"The dark tide in the mortal world is raging, and there is no peace in the world."

In Yunju Temple, an old sweeping monk suddenly stopped his movements, looked up at the sky, put his palms together, closed his eyes, and stood still.

Not long after, the monk's body gradually turned golden, and the Buddha's light bloomed on his head, shining in all directions.

This abnormality naturally attracted the attention of the monks in the temple, and they all came to worship.

Immediately there was news of the death of the holy monk, and the Yunju Temple was originally established by the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Now that there is such a vision, someone spread the news to the court of the Zhou Kingdom immediately, and some ministers wrote a letter to the eminent monk. A state funeral was held, and a brochure was handed out shortly thereafter.

Emperor Yu Wenyong of the Northern Zhou Dynasty remained silent, and after he had retired from the court, he entered the secret pavilion of the Taimiao alone.

The ghost god Dugu Xin had already manifested, after hearing the news, he said: "It should be the eminent monk passed away."

Hearing the words, Yu Wenyong showed displeasure, threw the booklet in his hand, and said in his mouth: "First, I said that Monk Tanyan turned into a rainbow and went away. After a lot of work, it cost a lot of money. This time, an unknown monk died. Now, I have to do it again, just looking at the listed items, the sum of the two expenses is almost the same as the previous disaster relief funds. This temple originally has fertile land, and there are countless farmers. Its wealth is so huge that it is as rich as an enemy country! Still use it from time to time!"

Dugu Xin's complexion changed slightly, and he reminded: "Your Majesty, be careful with your words!"

"Mr. Dugu, you know what I'm thinking. Under Jin Gong's tossing, the foundation of the country is about to be hollowed out, but the foreign enemies are still there. It's time to save money and save money for a great cause. How can money be wasted? In such matters?"

Dugu Xin sighed: "But Duke Jin is a good Buddha..."

"He spent a lot of trouble before, and he seemed to have won a few cities, but he was involved in money, food and energy, and even divided his troops. The city is about to be taken back, and the soldiers are about to reach Guanzhong. In my opinion, let him continue to rule, and the country will not be far away!"

Dugu Xin raised his head suddenly, and saw the cold light in the eyes of the young Supreme in front of him.

"I have been waiting for too long, I don't want to wait any longer, sir, you should help me!"

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