The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 212 Sword Servant: Li Yang, why are you with Hua Yang? ([-] characters please subscribe)
Be real!

Standing in front of the ancient stone gate, Ji Pingan stared at this line of writing, and a storm arose in his mind.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother has been here before?"

At this moment, Ji Ping'an's pupils contracted and he felt a strong shock.

Kyushu is so big that there is not only one person with the Taoist name "Xingzhi", but the familiar handwriting on the stone gate clearly tells him that this is indeed the handwriting of Senior Brother Li Yang, the head of the "Shoushan School".

In other words, the history of this cave can be traced back at least 500 years ago.

"Is it related to the Qixia Town? Before or after that?"

After a brief surprise, Ji Pingan quickly realized the key problem:

Xingyue Cave and Qixia Town are located in the same Sanhuang County, and there are traces of senior brothers walking there.

This is no coincidence.

Whether Xingzhi Daoist came here first, and then went to Qixia Town, or vice versa, represented a completely different meaning.

At this moment, Ji Pingan had a strong urge to call out "Huang Ying" to ask, but he held back.

"A real person!"

When his mind turned, Wei Huayang who was beside him also noticed this line of small characters, and the face of the first head teacher changed visibly with the naked eye.

Ji Ping installed a curious look:
"Do you know the real person Xingzhi? I read it in the book. In the old days when the monsters and monsters fought for each other, the last head of the Shoushan Sword Sect seemed to be called by this name."

Hit it up!
When Wei Huayang was questioned, he really ignored Ji Ping'an's anomaly just now, hesitated for a while, nodded and said:
"I'm not familiar with you, but we met once."

As a disciple of the "Beixi Sect", it is normal for him to have an overlap with the era of the real Xingzhi.

She frowned:
"But why is the name of Daoist Xingzhi left here? Is it a forgery? Or did he really come here back then?"

Xingyue Cave... Headmaster Huayang tried his best to recall the name, but there was no answer.

This made her a little curious.

Ji Pingan breathed out, raised his hand to take back the paper crane hovering in mid-air, and said:

"It seems that the reason why the paper crane deviated from the direction of Yuhang was because it was attracted by this place. Let's go in and have a look."

He didn't think that Qin Tianjian was able to astrologically get here in advance, but he realized that it was possible that he would have this experience when he returned to Yuhang.

And, his own astrology, also clearly mentioned in the revelation he received:

There will be rewards and opportunities in this trip.

Should it be here?

Wei Huayang pursed his lips, raised his hand and pushed the brim of the hat back a little, thinking in his heart:

Could it be that the fortune teller mentioned that the opportunity for my trip should be here?

The two people who had the same idea tacitly pressed their hands on the left and right sides of the two stone doors and pushed hard.

"Zazaza—"

There was a gap in the center of the stone gate, and smoke and dust fell down. The outside light entered the cave that had been dusty for hundreds of years, and what came into view was a corridor.

The two looked at each other and stepped in side by side on guard. The ground was covered with thick dust, but the air was surprisingly fresh.

Soon, when the two passed through the corridor, a circular hall in front of them came into view, and they finally understood the reason why the air is not rotten:
In the center of the chiseled stone cave, above the dome, is a perfectly round hole leading to the outside world. Sunlight is projected from it, and dust floats in the golden beam.

And in the middle of the light beam, which is also the center of the hall, is a huge stone platform, on which stands a statue about seven or eight meters high!

It was a statue of a Taoist man, wearing an ancient Taoist robe with folded skirts like cloud patterns.

Wearing a high crown, with square and deep eyebrows, he holds a whisk in his right hand, a stone-carved whisk rests on the other arm, and a stone-carved book in his left hand.

This image is no stranger to the two of them.

"Dao Zun!"

Ji Pingan and Wei Huayang pronounced the name in unison.

That's right... the right hand is whisking the dust, and the left hand is the heavenly book "Tao Jing". This is one of the saints recorded in the ancient murals, the ancient strong man who opened up the path of Taoism, and the classic image of Dao Zun.

"This is not a Taoist temple, why is there a statue of a Taoist?" Wei Huayang expressed doubts.

Ji Pingan shook his head and said:

"Maybe it was engraved by Xingyue Cave Master. I read it in a book. In ancient times, there was a popular way to visualize saints and try to communicate with heaven and earth. Maybe this stone carving is just for visualization."

Who would have imagined such a big one... a large figure... Wei Huayang complained, but didn't refute it.

The two looked at each other, and immediately went around the stone sculpture several times to check carefully, and confirmed that it was indeed just an ordinary stone sculpture, nothing special, and it couldn't be formed.

Feeling disappointed.

"There is no worship incense near the stone platform, which means that at least it is not for the purpose of worship." Ji Pingan pondered for a while, turned his head to look around the hall, and said:

"Look over there."

On the stone walls around the hall, "rooms" were carved out, but it was difficult to see clearly because of the dim light.

Wei Huayang nodded, looked around, bent down and dug out an old torch from a pile of scattered stones on the ground, and lit it with sword fire.

Whoops—the flame illuminates the surroundings.

The orange light spread out around the two of them, and the darkness ebbed like a tide.

The two walked into the first "room" and found that it was a living room with a stone bed, a stone table, and some wooden utensils, which were quite simple and covered with dust.

As soon as Ji Ping'an touched it, it shattered into ashes.

Wei Huayang pinched his nose and rummaged through the ash-like garbage on the ground, but he didn't find anything of value.

The two walked into the second room, and found that it was a training room. There was only a tattered futon and a few bundles of rotten bamboo slips on the floor.

Ji Pingan picked it up carefully, and could barely make out some scattered words:

"It is written in the early days of the Daqian Dynasty, and it may have been written thousands of years ago."

Wei Huayang asked doubtfully:

"Reverend Xingzhi said that he came here for a visit, which means that this is not the cave he dug. In addition to these ancient bamboo slips, could it be said that this Xingyue Cave was built by Qi practitioners thousands of years ago? Practicing here?"

Ji Pingan nodded:
"Very likely. Therefore, Master Xingzhi came here for some reason. And when he arrived, the owner of this cave must have died or left. Otherwise, if the owner is still there, he will not let Xingzhi Leave text on the door."

Wei Huayang pursed his lips and agreed with this guess.

The two continued to walk to the third room, and found that it was an alchemy room, and there was a bronze alchemy furnace left in it.

It's just that from the current point of view, it's really not a good thing. There is a thick layer of ash at the bottom of the pill furnace, which has become as hard as a stone.

Ji Pingan took out three or five "elixir" from the sword, sniffed it, and found that the medicine had already lost its potency.

The fourth room is a herbal medicine room, in which some rotten herbs and even animal bones are piled up.

The fifth room is a dry pool, which should be a hot spring, but the spring has long since dried up...

The two walk around the cave with torches in hand.

Gradually piece together in my mind thousands of years ago, an ancient qi practitioner dug a cave in this deep mountain, collected medicine in the mountain, made alchemy in the room, and carved and visualized the boring picture of the statue of the Taoist priest.

"It seems that there is nothing here, or in other words, if there were some things left behind, they were taken away by the real person Xingzhi."

After seeing the last "room", the two returned to the center of the hall and sat cross-legged in front of the Daoist statue.

When Wei Huayang said these words, he threw the burnt torch on the ground and made a "bang bang" sound. The flame was extinguished, leaving only a wisp of black smoke.

Ji Pingan was silent for a while, and suddenly asked:

"How much do you know about Dao Zun?"

Wei Huayang froze for a moment, then looked at him vigilantly:
"Why do you ask about this?"

Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"Braining together, I always feel that fate will lead me here, and I won't get nothing."

Wei Huayang pursed his lips, thought for a while, and said:
"I don't know much about it. We... Beixi faction are covered by wind and snow all the year round, and the news is always blocked. If I have to tell... there is probably only one legend, which is worth mentioning."

"Oh?"

"In the Beixi Sect... there is a story passed down by word of mouth. A long time ago, the founder of the Beixi Sect went deep into the north to practice hard. As a result, after entering the Black Forest, he met a Taoist by chance. A bowl of hot soup to drink, claiming to come to the north to meet a friend...

The Patriarch of the Beixi School was curious, and after the Taoist said goodbye, he quietly followed him, wanting to find out, but no matter how hard he tried to catch up, he kept getting farther and farther away from the Taoist. The last scene he saw was that the Taoist stepped on a field The lake, and there was a figure waiting on the lake.

He wanted to look again, but his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in his tent, as if nothing had happened. "

Wei Huayang hesitated, and said:
"Later, after the ancestor of the Beixi School returned, he drew the appearance of the Taoist. Later, when the sect and the Central Plains intersected, it was discovered that the Taoist was quite similar to the legendary Taoist who had died long ago."

These words were not made up, Wei Huayang had indeed learned about them from the strong men of the Beixi School in the past.

Ji Pingan was stunned for a moment, he didn't know this legend.

After all, the ancestor of Beixi Sect lived much earlier than him, and this sect was isolated from the world.

If a normal person heard this story suddenly, they would probably not believe it, thinking that it was either a fabrication or a mistake.

But Ji Pingan felt that the truth was not small.

... If it is true, then the time when Dao Zun last appeared in the world has moved back. How many years did he live?What kind of person is the "friend" who allows him to meet in person?

In the Xingyue Cave, the brilliant beams above the head slanted on the stone statues, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Wei Huayang pursed his red lips, looked at the frowning little star official, and suddenly found that this "junior" was a little cute when he was thinking seriously.

Also somewhat...familiar.

However, it was clearly the first time I saw him, so why did I feel a growing sense of familiarity along the way?Yes, perhaps because of tacit understanding.

This is true whether it is when fighting the enemy or the pace of walking.

Sometimes, the relationship between people is very strange.

Maybe two strangers who have never met before, when they meet for the first time, there is no barrier and strangeness for no reason, as if they can smell each other's similar scents, and they get together naturally.

Even if they are in the same room without saying a word, it will not be awkward.

According to Buddhism, it is the word "Fate".

Wei Huayang never liked those big monks.

Especially after she heard that the vixen called Liuli had an affair with Li Yang, she disliked it even more.

But even so, she had to admit that this feeling was a bit strange.

... No, wake up, Huayang, Huayang, don't be fooled by this little star official's hypocritical appearance... A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost... Have you forgotten what Li Yang told you all those years ago?
With a jolt, Wei Huayang pulled Piao Yuan's thoughts back abruptly, thinking of the word "Li Yang", his eyes gradually became firmer.

Especially when I think of not long ago, in order to escape from the sea of ​​clouds, I was forced to stick to the man in front of me...

Although it was not what she wanted, it was not good after all.

If it wasn't for relying on this person to solve the plague of Gu insects, and to contact Xin Yaoguang through this, Wei Huayang even had the urge to cross the river and tear down the bridge, cutting the scumbag in front of him under his horse.

After all, Headmaster Huayang has never been a good person.

However, when the heroine in the red skirt was thinking about various thoughts, Ji Pingan suddenly said:
"It's still not right."

"Ah?" Wei Huayang froze for a moment, then looked at him blankly.

Ji Pingan suddenly raised his head, looked at the huge statue, and said:

"The paper crane has no reason to bring us to a worthless cave... Besides, don't you think this statue is too inexplicable?"

He stood up, his whole body was bathed in the golden beam, and there seemed to be flames burning in his pupils.

In the next second, he suddenly bent his knees, jumped up, and unexpectedly landed on the top of the statue, on the arm of Dao Zun.

Wei Huayang's face darkened: "You are so disrespectful..."

As the head teacher of the Taoist sect, she considers herself to be the orthodox of Dao Zun's lineage. In other words, in a sense, Dao Zun is Wei Huayang's "father".

Nowadays, it is unavoidable to see someone playing with the statue of the patriarch like this.

However, Ji Pingan ignored her. Instead, he groped for a moment, and suddenly reached out to pull the "Tao Jing" book on the left hand of the statue.

It was stagnant at first, and then the heavenly book that was supposed to be in one piece was "turned" away with a "click"!
At the same time, on the black stone base below the statue, there was a sudden friction sound of the stone door opening, Wei Huayang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously drew his sword in front of him.

I saw the smoke and dust falling down, the stone in the center of the base protruded suddenly, and then separated in a criss-cross pattern, and a deep and dark passage emerged.

At the same time, some fixed lighting fluorites on both sides of the passage lit up, emitting a faint light.

"found it!"

Ji Ping'an raised his eyebrows with joy, jumped up, and slowly stood on the ground like a fallen leaf, thinking in his heart that it was so.

Just now, he suddenly thought of the opening method of the underground palace in Qixia Town. There is also a stone turtle sculpture, and there is also a hidden passage behind a wall.

Therefore, I tried to find the mechanism, and it succeeded.

How to say?It can only be said that monks in that era lacked imagination in hiding secret passages, just like many people set passwords, they were all one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...or add an initial in front...

It shouldn't be too easy to crack!
"How did you find out?" Wei Huayang's eyes widened.

Ji Pingan smiled and said:

"intuition."

Then, without waiting for the heroine in the red dress to reply, she took the lead and walked down the stairs.

The space under the stone platform is not large, and when the two walked down the steps, they saw a "room" that was almost the same as the one above.

In this room, apart from the inlaid illuminating fluorite, there is only one sarcophagus.

"The coffin? Could it be the mausoleum of that Qi trainer?"

Wei Huayang's slender eyebrows were raised, and there was an eager look on his face.

How would I know... Ji Pingan breathed out, and after confirming that there was no danger around him, he walked to the sarcophagus, looked at Wei Huayang who was standing opposite, and said:

"Open it and have a look and you'll know."

"It makes sense." Wei Huayang's eyes showed anticipation, and he resisted the urge to rub his hands.

The two looked at each other, moved left and right in tacit agreement, and pressed their hands on the sarcophagus.

Sudden effort.

"Zazaza—"

The heavy coffin lid was pushed away little by little without any pressure, and finally lifted violently, falling to the ground with a "bang".

The two also saw clearly the situation in the sarcophagus:
I saw that inside the quaint sarcophagus, there was a skeleton lying flat. It was already dead, of medium build, male and female, and the rotting robes on its body could vaguely see the style of the ancients serving thousands of years ago.

Its bones are dark, but they have survived thousands of years without shattering, marking that they are not extraordinary.

If there is no accident, it is probably the owner of this cave.

The placement of the bones was a bit messy, as if they had been moved out and put back together again.

And on the edge of the corpse, there are golden bamboos placed one after another. The bamboo joints and bamboo leaves seem to be poured with gold, which is extremely miraculous.

It's just that as the coffin was opened, the golden color of the bamboo faded in the breath.

It's like an oil painting reduced to a black and white sketch.

In the time when the two were stunned, they finished their remaining lives, and they shattered with a "click" and turned into powder.

"This……"

The men and women who opened the coffin looked at each other in dismay, their cheeks twitched at the same time, giving rise to a strong pain in the flesh.

But soon, the two adjusted their emotions, looked at each other, and suddenly sped up their movements to search the coffin.

The skeleton that had been forcibly pieced together suddenly fell apart again.

"There are words here!"

Wei Huayang said suddenly.

Ji Ping'an also noticed that at the bottom of the sarcophagus, there was a line of strange symbols engraved on it. They were not words, but revealed a mysterious and ancient meaning.

"What is this?" Wei Huayang was puzzled.

However, Ji Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. He also didn't recognize these symbols, but they looked familiar.

It is very similar to the symbols written on the golden bamboo slips that the sword attendant described for him under the underground palace in Qixia Town!

And it is similar to the lines on the "star fragments", and there seems to be some kind of connection.

Almost subconsciously, he memorized these symbols in his heart, and tried to combine them with the ones he had obtained before, and then connected with the fragments of the starry sky. Suddenly, a flash of light seemed to flash in his mind.

Ji Pingan was in a trance, as if he had caught a flash of light, but he was only a little bit short and couldn't catch it completely!
"what happened to you?"

Wei Huayang noticed his change and couldn't help asking, but Ji Pingan was immersed in thinking and didn't answer.

The female head teacher was a little displeased, thinking that the little star official had discovered something and didn't tell herself, so she couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

I thought:

You asked me Daoist just now, and I shared the information with you.

But now he is hiding it from himself... Wei Huayang's face turned cold, and he hummed softly in his heart, thinking that the man is really unreliable, Li Yang sincerely does not deceive me.

Looking down carefully at the symbols on the bottom of the coffin, he said expressionlessly:
"This notch is very similar to the mark left by the real person on the gate. It should be his handwriting."

She stretched out her hand to touch it lightly, but she only felt that her fingers were vaguely cut by the invisible airflow.

Wei Huayang fell silent suddenly, perhaps because of the special nature of the coffin, even though hundreds of years had passed, the sword intent of the Shoushan Sword School still remained on the engraving.

However, it wasn't this that made her silent, but because of...familiarity.

Yes.

Because of the same origin, although the sword intent of Xingzhi Daoist is different from that cultivated by Li Yang, they are very similar after all.

It's a pity that no matter how much he looks like, he is not alone.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, Ji Ping'an's voice came, Xiao Xingguan supported the edge of the coffin with both hands, first raised his hand and rubbed the sore eyebrows, and then looked at the woman in the red dress opposite who was suddenly depressed, with some doubts.

He tried his best to think about it just now, but after all, he was only a little bit short of inspiration.

"What does it have to do with you?" Wei Huayang suddenly said coldly.

Ji Ping'an was at a loss, thinking that women's minds are so unpredictable?Why are you suddenly angry?

He said seriously:

"We are partners now, and your situation is of course related to me, so if there is any problem, I hope you can speak out frankly."

Wei Huayang sneered and said:

"Partner? When did we become partners? Don't forget, you are still my prisoner."

Why did this woman suddenly act like this... Ji Ping'an frowned, and his tone was a little cold:

"I thought that we are now grasshoppers on the same rope, comrades in arms in the same boat."

Wei Huayang looked at him:
"You think too much, please pay attention to your identity."

Under the Daoist statue, in the stone room buried in the shadows, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

The two stared at each other, not giving an inch, their eyes were sharp and indifferent, the warmth that gradually developed along the way seemed to be frozen, and everything returned to the original point.

Ji Pingan didn't know why, but felt a little angry.

Wei Huayang didn't know why he was acting like this all of a sudden, and he also felt a little angry.

Maybe it's because Ji Ping'an just ignored her and felt neglected.

Perhaps it was because she did not hesitate to tell Dao Zun's secret, but did not get the same feedback, which caused her grievance.

Perhaps it was because he suddenly thought of Li Yang, and realized that along the way, he and the little star official in front of him were a little too "close".

Instinctively, she wanted to "cut" each other from the bottom of her heart, so that they were clearly separated from each other, and she didn't want to have any entanglements other than "interests" with men other than Li Yang.

perhaps……

Many contradictions and quarrels in the world, as well as the cooling of relationships, seem inexplicable and without warning when they erupt, but in fact, after reviewing the situation, you will find that everything has a root cause.

"Okay." Ji Pingan laughed at himself and said:

"I'm being selfish."

Wei Huayang didn't say a word, his eyes were firm, only the hands holding the coffin were slightly exerted, showing that he was not at peace.

The air became quiet, and the two sides looked at each other indifferently through a coffin.

At this moment, suddenly, the Taoist scripture in Ji Ping'an's arms vibrated, and "bumps" bulged up on the surface, which meant that "Iron Catcher" was tossing again.

"You open it, I'll seal it." Wei Huayang frowned, speaking in a businesslike tone.

"I can do it myself." Ji Pingan also replied lightly.

He flicked his fingers lightly, and then, the "iron catcher" who was "thrown" as expected did not appear.

A stream of light suddenly emerged from inside the Taoist scriptures, condensing into a woman in a yellow dress, with a round face and bright eyes, holding a guzheng in her arms.

Sword Waiter: Huang Ying!
Ji Pingan was stunned, and then his face suddenly changed, realizing that it was not Tie Butou who was tossing, but Huang Ying.

This Shoushan sword spirit probably sensed the sword intent from the "True Xingzhi" left in the sarcophagus, so he rushed out forcibly!
To suffer! !
He opened his mouth, his mind spinning quickly, thinking about how to interrupt Huang Ying, explain her origin, and prevent his identity from being exposed by the stupid sword attendant.

Well, it shouldn't be a big problem. The disciples of the Beixi Sect would not have seen the Shoushan Sword Spirit... right?

Just when his thoughts turned and he was about to speak, Huang Ying, who rushed out, turned somersaults in the air, first looked at the row of symbols in the sarcophagus, and shouted with excitement on his face:
"It's the breath left by Xingzhi! Liyang, how did you find it?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the men and women who were facing each other beside the coffin, and saw Wei Huayang staring at her with dull eyes.

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