From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 585: Heavenly Law Cycle

Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao had never seen Li Yangsheng so angry, and in public. Their faces turned pale for a moment.

It seems that not many people in this world have seen Li Yang angry. When his eyes were downcast, tens of thousands of people present were actually trembling.

The wrath of the earthly immortal was hidden and had not yet been released. The temperature in the entire huge venue also dropped a lot, as if people had directly entered the coldest winter.

There were also several important officials and military leaders participating in the ceremony. Seeing Li Yang in such a state, no one stepped forward to smooth things over for a moment.

"Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao, all of you, go back to the mountain and reflect on your mistakes. And Wang Shuhuan, Li Ling'er, and Yang Xinwu, who are around, did not give advice to their fellow disciples, but instead turned a blind eye to their rude behavior. All of you, go back to the mountain and reflect on your mistakes!"

Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger's faces changed, and they felt a little aggrieved for a moment. They didn't expect that they would be caught in the crossfire.

This was even more true for Yang Xinwu and the others behind him. They naturally did not dare to disobey Li Yang in such a public place, and could only look at Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao with resentment.

Liu Ming looked embarrassed as he looked at Li Yang on the platform, wanting to say something but stopping himself, a strange thought flashing through his mind.

"Why don't you go back and accept your punishment!"

"Yes."

Yang Xinwu, Wang Shuhuan and others' expressions changed again and again, but in the end they did not dare to disobey, and drove Liu Ming back to the mountain angrily.

Although Zhao Ziyao and the other Baiyun disciples who were implicated felt aggrieved, they had no choice but to follow.

There were not many disciples of Baiyun Mountain who were qualified to participate in this ceremony. A large number of them left, and in an instant there were not many left on the field.

Zhu Ling had just gone to catch up with Jin Ying from the Dao League. When he returned to his original seat, he found that there was a large group of dinosaurs next to him. He was completely confused.
After doing all this, Li Yang sat down again, his face calm, as if nothing had happened.

Nearly 10,000 people at the ceremony finally came to their senses from their panic, and some began to praise the strict rules of Baiyun Mountain and Li Zhenjun's strict discipline, saying that more human immortals would emerge in the future.

Some people secretly teased Li Yang for being so inhuman. He scolded his disciple mercilessly in front of the whole world on such a public occasion broadcast live nationwide, and did not give his disciple any face at all.

Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan, Li Linger, Yang Xinwu and others were all meritorious officials who resisted the invasion of the Jizhen Realm. Now they were all driven back to the mountain to be punished and would not be able to participate in the upcoming national sacrifice ceremony, which was a pity.

However, given Li Yang's current influence, no one would ever say these criticisms.

Thus, the previously lively and compact Baiyun Mountain formation was reduced to only Zhu Ling, who had just returned, in the blink of an eye. He sat upright like a good child, watching the video materials scrolling on the big screen with a sad look on his face.

She always had a feeling that her master was still unsatisfied and was finding fault with her.

Li Yang sat upright in the guest seats, glanced at the remaining Baiyun disciples who were sitting upright, and then returned to his usual cold appearance.

After a small incident, the national memorial ceremony continued.

Walking on the mountain path on the waist of Baiyun Mountain, the mountain is empty and silent. Apart from the ancient trees, jackdaws, and pine trees in the valley, there is only the flickering mountain fog.

There was a lot of fog and heavy moisture on the mountain, so the stone steps were all covered with slippery moss.

The group of Baiyun disciples who were driven back to the mountain walked up the stone steps, looking back at the lively scene at the foot of the mountain, and then turned their heads to look angrily at Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao who were in the lead.

They should have been the protagonists today, showing up in front of the whole world, but because of Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao, they were punished and sent back to the mountain.

Zhao Ziyao felt guilty. She lowered her head and kicked the rocks at her feet as she climbed the mountain, not daring to speak.

Liu Ming, with a head full of white hair, frowned slightly, put a fist under his nose, and walked slowly up the mountain, as if he was thinking about something.

Wang Shuhuan and Li Ling'er didn't really care about the hustle and bustle at the foot of the mountain. They were just puzzled by their master's abnormal behavior today and walked silently in front.

"Liu Ming, it's all your fault. You're lazy and talkative on weekdays, but what occasion is it today? You're still so careless, and you've caused us to be punished to go up the mountain and face the wall to reflect on our mistakes!"

As resentment accumulated, one disciple finally couldn't help but explode, complaining to Liu Ming angrily.

After all, Zhao Ziyao has been teaching in the mountains for more than 20 years, and most of these disciples were brought up by her. Her influence is still there, so no disciples are angry with her, so they can only vent their anger on Liu Ming.

"Feel sorry."

Facing the disciple's accusation, Liu Ming responded slowly and then returned to his thinking state.

This lax and unrepentant attitude immediately aroused public anger. When all the Baiyun disciples were filled with indignation, Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger noticed that Liu Ming was abnormal, and they stopped and walked beside Liu Ming in tacit understanding.

Liu Ming's brows were still furrowed, his eyes were wandering, revealing a hint of uneasiness.

"Why, you finally feel a little guilty and uneasy? How about this, if you reluctantly give me eight or ten magical instruments, I will forgive you on behalf of my fellow apprentices."

Wang Shuhuan put his arm around Liu Ming's shoulder, with a hint of unscrupulousness in his eyes.

Li Linger nodded in agreement with a cold expression on her face: "I don't want a magic weapon, just help me pay off some of the debts for the Qingshuang Liuyun Sword."

"Get lost! You're buying eight or ten pieces. Do you think I'm doing wholesale? I haven't even asked you for the Five Thunders and Heavenly Ding Flags." Liu Ming pushed Wang Shuhuan's hand away in annoyance.

Liu Ming didn't dare to respond to Li Ling'er. He knew Li Ling'er's current debt situation and that she only had porridge for dinner every day.

Seeing Liu Ming's attitude, Wang Shuhuan's eyes widened: "Damn it, you caused us to be punished together, don't you feel guilty at all?"

Liu Ming immediately looked at Wang Shuhuan as if he was a fool.

"You don't really think you were driven up the mountain because of me?"

"That's not it?"

Although Wang Shuhuan said this, he and Li Ling'er leaned over to listen. They also knew that something was strange today and wanted to get Liu Ming to talk.

Liu Ming sighed deeply: "Master has always hated those red tapes and rules. How could he punish us so severely just because Sister Ziyao and I said a few more words?"

"But I can't figure out why we were punished like this."

Liu Ming shook his head and frowned even deeper.

Zhao Ziyao, who was eavesdropping on the conversation between Liu Ming and Wang Shuhuan, suddenly relaxed. She was really worried that she had implicated so many people.

The disciples of Baiyun Mountain who were qualified to participate in the national sacrifice ceremony were all strong in cultivation and walked very fast. The path on the mountain was so familiar that everyone saw the plaque of Baiyun Taoist Temple in a moment.

"Hey, you guys really went back to the mountain!"

Song Ling and Chen Li were sitting and chatting on the stone steps in front of Baiyun Taoist Temple. When they saw the group of Baiyun disciples at the end of the stone steps, they stood up in surprise.

"Where's Senior Sister Zhu Ling? Why didn't she come back with you?"

As they got closer, Song Ling counted the number of people coming up the mountain and was a little surprised.

Chen Li directly pulled Wang Shuhuan up and walked towards the inner part of the Taoist temple: "Hurry up, we have been waiting for you for a long time. The people in Chunyang Hall have been gathering for a long time."

The Baiyun disciples who were punished to go up the mountain were confused by what Song Ling and Chen Li said. Wang Shuhuan was led away and asked in confusion: "Wait for us, who is waiting for us? What's the matter with the gathering at Chunyang Hall?"

"Of course it was Li Zhenjun who was waiting for you. He was the one who asked us to wait for you at the door. He said you would come up the mountain in a while. I didn't expect you to really come back."

"Li Zhenjun?!" "Master?!"

Zhao Ziyao waved her hands: "No, no, Li Zhenjun is clearly at the foot of the mountain participating in the national sacrifice ceremony, how could he be waiting for us on the mountain?"

Everyone looked at each other, all so shocked that they were speechless.

Liu Ming and Li Ling'er, who had no one to hold their hands, were driven by Song Ling to the Taoist temple. They looked at each other with horror in their eyes, and then they spoke at the same time,
"Clone!"
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"Zhu Ling, how long have you been up the mountain?"

During the intermission, Li Yang came down from the guest podium and sat calmly next to Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling was still sitting upright, looking at his master with an expressionless face beside him, feeling a little strange.

"Master, it has been sixteen years since I followed you from Guangdong to Baiyun."

"Sixteen years. Has it been that long?"

Li Yang smiled slightly, then shook his head, as if lamenting that time is like water and years are hard to retain.

"In these sixteen years, have you ever gone home to visit?"

"Master, most of my family members have passed away in the past sixteen years. Now, Baiyun Mountain is my home."

Zhu Ling spoke in a serious tone, with his chest puffed out and his eyes red, just like when he was brought into the mountains by Li Yang sixteen years ago.

"What if, one day, Baiyun Mountain is disbanded?"

Li Yangping looked straight ahead and spoke an insignificant sentence as if he was chatting about family matters.

Zhu Ling was struck by lightning. He suddenly turned around and looked at Li Yang, like a stubborn little yellow flower: "Master, Baiyun Mountain will never fall apart, never!"

Li Yang sighed: "Chi'er, you have to know that nothing in the world can last forever. No matter how prosperous and powerful a dynasty is, or how a work of art or a painting is, it will eventually decay and collapse."

"There has never been a thousand-year-old tree in the world, and Baiyun Mountain is no exception."

As she listened, Zhu Ling's eyes turned red, as if she had returned to the ignorant and naive girl she once was. She just kept shaking her head: "I don't care, Baiyun Mountain is always different."

"But what if, one day, Baiyun Mountain really falls apart?"

"That day will never come, no!"

Zhu Ling shed two lines of tears, and it was the first time in sixteen years that she offended Li Yang, and even her voice was a little louder.

Li Yang smiled warmly, and then gently stroked Zhu Ling's head with his right hand, as if he was stroking a kitten.

"Our little Zhu Ling has grown up..."

"How can life be smooth sailing?"

When Li Yang said this, a barely perceptible trace of fatigue and helplessness flashed across his eyes.

The halftime break was not long. The first part was the post-war summary and casualty report. Listening to the horrific news and the heavy disaster that this war brought to China, the atmosphere on the scene was a little depressed and sad.

The second part is the commendation meeting, which is to publicly reward and award medals to those who have made contributions.

When Li Yang once again floated to the center of the ceremony to announce the list as the host, the atmosphere of the entire scene became lively again with the accompaniment of passionate music.
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In the mountain in front of Baiyun, in Chunyang Palace.

When the disciples who were punished to go back to the mountain entered Chunyang Hall, they found that the entire hall was already overcrowded with people.

The Baiyun disciples had no idea why Li Yang had called them here. Some were holding wooden swords, while others were holding Taoist scriptures, and they were whispering in groups of three or five.

Wang Shuhuan, Liu Ming and Li Linger immediately saw Li Yang on the high platform in the main hall. He seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed, the Nanming sword placed flat on his knees, and his hair was white and his face was red.

"The one on the mountain seems to be the real one."

Liu Ming looked at the Nanming Sword and muttered softly.

He couldn't guess why they went to so much trouble to gather them together, even going so far as to use their magical powers to conceal information from the outside world.

As the three true disciples, seats were reserved for Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger at the front early on. They squeezed through the crowd to the front. Liu Ming looked back and saw that almost all the Baiyun disciples on the mountain were gathered in the hall, including the innate disciples from the first, second and third batches, as well as the latest batches who had entered the mountain, novices who could only draw qi and activate their spirits.

Wang Xin gave Zhao Ziyao a wink, and Zhao Ziyao immediately moved over. Seeing such a scene, she was filled with confusion.

"quiet."

Like the sound of a huge bell, containing the will of heaven, when everyone in the hall was noisy and speculative, a voice came from the only high platform in the hall, covering all directions like a sea wave, and thousands of people in the huge Chunyang Hall suddenly fell silent.

On the high platform, Li Yang slowly opened his eyes, and then glanced calmly at the audience below.

At the same time, thousands of Baiyun disciples below were also looking at him.
"The Taiping Jing says: 'The way of heaven is cyclical, and the cycle is the return to the beginning.'"

Looking at the young and old faces in the audience, Li Yang spoke each word with pause.
"From now on, I will be in seclusion in the mountains to comprehend the great path of the Celestial Immortal. I will not have the time to look after my disciples' practice. I summoned you here today to disband my sect."

Quiet.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, after a brief moment of shock, thousands of disciples in the hall reacted and started making noise instantly.

Zhao Ziyao only felt a buzzing in her head, as if she had been hit hard. She could hardly stand. If it weren't for Wang Xin's support, she would have almost fallen to the ground.

At that time, Wang Xin also couldn't help but feel strange. He staggered and looked at Li Zhenjun on the stage in disbelief.

Dismiss the family!

Those four big characters were undoubtedly like a spring thunder exploding in the hall.

"Master, why? We survived the Kyokushin invasion, why are you disbanding now?"

"Even if you are in seclusion to comprehend the great way of the celestial being, we will not disturb you. The three of us brothers, as well as Sister Ziyao and Brother Wang will be responsible for your teaching and imparting the Dao!"

"Li Zhenjun, please think twice!"

Thousands of people below were in an uproar, and even Liu Ming and Wang Shuhuan could not hide their shock and spoke out despite their fears.

However, Li Yang seemed to have made a decision long ago, and he looked at the crowd calmly.

"The Taoism taught on the mountain, do not forget your original intention of saving the world. Even if the mountain gate is gone, the Baiyun lineage should also remain in your hearts."

"No need to say more, fate brings us together and breaks us apart, everything has an end, go down the mountain."

Li Yang waved his hands, his expression unchanged.

(End of this chapter)