From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 586: Disbandment of the Mountain Gate
There was no further explanation, it seemed that summoning all the disciples over was just a simple notification.

Disciples Wang Shuhuan, Li Linger and Liu Ming were full of questions, but Li Yang had no intention of answering them. Seeing that thousands of disciples below were in anger, he frowned and waved his sleeves, and the huge and terrifying pressure of the Earth Immortal suddenly filled the entire hall.

All the disciples were suddenly silent.

"I'll give you two hours to pack up. Gather at the back mountain in two hours and go down the mountain from the back mountain path. You are not allowed to stay for long."

"I will notify the Emeishan branch, and they will also be dismissed today."

Li Yang was decisive and left no room for negotiation. As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out on his sword and floated away.

Suddenly, only thousands of distraught Baiyun disciples were left in the entire Chunyang Palace.

They included veterans like Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger who had been in the mountain for more than ten years, as well as newbies who had just been admitted to Baiyun Taoist Academy. When they suddenly heard the sad news, they all burst into tears, and some female disciples had already burst into tears.

They didn't understand. Everything was moving in a good direction, and they had even survived the invasion of the Extreme Realm. Why would Li Zhenjun announce the disbanding of the mountain sect at this point in time?

It is true that the management and teaching methods of Baiyun Taoist Temple are more similar to those of modern universities rather than the traditional master-disciple model, but after a few years in the Taoist temple, everyone has already regarded Baiyun Taoist Temple as their home. Disciples like Zhao Ziyao, Wang Shuhuan, and Li Linger have almost no concerns about the secular world, and almost everything in their lives revolves around Baiyun Mountain.

Today, the focus of life has collapsed and disintegrated. In addition to grief, more people are indeed feeling confused.

The universe is boundless, and the Tao is vast, but where will I go?
Liu Ming, Wang Shuhuan and others walked out of Chunyang Palace numbly, their hearts still bewildered. Some junior fellow students from later classes surrounded them and wanted them to go and beg Li Zhenjun for mercy.

"It's useless. The master has always been lazy and won't interfere in any management of the Taoist temple. But once the master has made a decision and notified us, there will be no room for turning back."

Liu Ming shook his head dejectedly, his words full of helplessness.

Wang Shuhuan remained silent, looking down at the white clouds of Hengshan Mountain. The thick fog in the mountains was gradually dissipating, revealing the scattered shadows of the forest. Having lived in the mountains for more than ten years and watched the sunrise, the familiar landscape in front of him almost made Wang Shuhuan cry.

"There are still two hours left. Pack your things and don't make Master angry again."

His voice was choked with sobs, but he still suppressed his emotions and comforted the fellow students beside him: "Look at the white clouds on the mountain, they disperse in the morning and gather in the evening. Life is like the separation and reunion of white clouds. Why should we worry?"

Having said that, Wang Shuhuan choked up several times.

Thousands of disciples cried incessantly, and said goodbye to each other one by one and went back to pack their luggage.

Zhao Ziyao, Wang Xin and others wanted to go to the back mountain to look for Li Yang and find out the truth, but they could not find Li Yang no matter what.

In the Yuchan Palace, only the unconscious Chi Yanhong and Yubao were lying on the hospital bed. The unconscious Chi Yanhong held an ancient lotus seed in both hands and hugged it to his chest.

Two hours is four hours, which is neither long nor short.

After packing up the luggage, we hugged and said goodbye to the people we knew, all with red and swollen eyes.

Zhao Ziyao was looking for Li Yang alone in the back mountain. She was hoarse and choked with sobs and fainted several times. She was persuaded by Wang Shuhuan and Li Ling'er to go back to the front mountain and had no choice but to pack her luggage.

Soon, two hours later, willingly or unwillingly, wanting to or not, thousands of people on the mountain gathered at the back of the mountain, carrying packages of varying sizes.

The clouds on the mountain had become much lighter, and the mountain breeze was blowing, making everyone feel cool and everything before their eyes had never been so clear.

"After you leave the mountain, you are not allowed to call yourself a disciple of Baiyun, nor are you allowed to rely on the Dao to commit evil. If you violate this rule, I will take back your cultivation and expel you from the sect."

Finally, in the clear mist, Li Yang, dressed in a green Taoist robe, slowly walked out.

"Now that the catastrophe has just passed, the ashes are still warm, and large areas of China are undergoing post-disaster reconstruction. With your cultivation and Taoism, you can make a difference wherever you go, and you can enjoy peace and freedom wherever you go."

A hint of complexity and loneliness flashed across his eyes, but was quickly covered up by Li Yang.

Upon hearing this, thousands of disciples below choked up again. The crying seemed to be contagious, from one person, one or two cries, to a continuous cry, like a tsunami.

Liu Ming and Li Ling'er did not cry, but just stared at Li Yang's expression hidden in the mist, trying to see something on Li Yang's face.

"Everyone, let's go down the mountain."

Without saying anything more, Li Yang waved his hand, and the clouds and fog on the back mountain suddenly disappeared. A road appeared on the back mountainside where the fog had been covering the whole day.

Most of the Baiyun disciples then realized that there was a secret path in the back mountain that could lead them down the mountain.

"The immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit. I wish Master's Tao Qi will live forever and he will soon achieve Tao fruit!"

Without seeing any expression on Li Yang's face, Liu Ming sighed in his heart and kowtowed to the ground with the Ji sword on his back.

In the back, Wang Shuhuan, Li Ling'er and a group of Baiyun disciples followed suit and also kowtowed, refusing to get up.

"The immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit. I wish Master's Tao Qi will live forever and he will soon achieve Tao fruit!"

"The immortal way values ​​life and saves people without limit. May Master Li's Tao Qi live forever and achieve Tao fruit soon!"

When he looked up again, Li Yang had disappeared into the clouds again and his figure could no longer be seen.

Supporting each other, they looked back at the Baiyun Mountain behind them with reluctance, and then went down the mountain one by one along the mountain path.

Baiyun Mountain is steep and rugged. Not long after walking, it was already dusk and filled with thick smoke.

Thousands of people flowed down the mountain path like a surging river.

"It turns out that more than ten years have passed without me noticing."

Liu Ming, who was walking in front, laughed miserably, his tone trembling with a trace that he himself did not even notice.

"Ah."

Wang Shuhuan nodded, forcing a smile on his face: "Fourteen years ago, we came from all over the world to gather here, and passed the three tests of character, aptitude, and heart of Taoism. We searched hard on the long mountain road of Mount Emei, and finally we got a chance to be immortal."

Li Ling'er, who was standing next to him, held her sword indifferently: "But, those who come from all corners of the world will eventually return to all corners of the world."

The three true disciples of Baiyun tried their best to appear open-minded and not show any sadness.

Liu Ming smiled bitterly: "Where are you going after you get down the mountain?"

"do not know."

"never thought about."

Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger shook their heads at the same time.

Wang Shuhuan spread his hands and said, "Master disbanded the mountain gate too hastily, too quickly. Who can think so much?"

"And Senior Sister Zhu Ling, Master used his avatar to punish us back to the mountain gate during the ceremony, and Zhu Ling just missed it. If she had waited until the ceremony was over and returned to the mountain gate, she wouldn't have cried like crazy."

Thinking of Zhu Ling crying bitterly on the mountain, Wang Shuhuan couldn't help but chuckle, but as he laughed, his eyes became red again.

Liu Ming lowered his head, his brows twisted into a shape of a "川" (a character in Chinese). After struggling for a long time, he finally spoke: "Don't you think this is all too strange? It doesn't make sense at all."

"Normally, if we want to disband the mountain sect, we shouldn't inform the date in advance and prepare to announce it in advance. But today, it seems like Master is deliberately hiding something from someone. Not only did he use his clone to find an excuse to send us back to the mountain sect, he even didn't let us go down the mountain through the front mountain gate, but through this secluded path..."

"It feels like they are not trying to disband the mountain gate and drive us down the mountain, but rather, they are asking us to go down the mountain to avoid disaster..."

Liu Ming raised his head and expressed his doubts. Wang Shuhuan and Li Linger's faces straightened at first, and then they smiled bitterly again: "Who knows? Even if it is really as you said, what can we do? Since the master does not intend to tell us anything, it means that in his opinion, we do not have the strength to participate."

"Besides, it's also possible that the master is really just tired."

After a brief discussion, the three fell silent again.

Because of the destruction of the Chinese satellite by the masters of the Extreme Realm, only the official channel has been repaired, so the news of the disbandment of the Baiyun Mountain Sect cannot be conveyed for the time being.
No matter how high the mountain is, or how far the road is, as long as you keep walking, you can see the end.
All the way down the mountain, even though the group tried to slow down their pace, they still saw the foot of the mountain an hour later.

When everyone was bidding farewell to each other before leaving the mountain gate and making plans to reunite in the future, the entire forest was suddenly filled with the aroma of wine.

The aroma of the wine was clear, with the mellow fragrance of natural grains, mixed with the damp smell of mountain soil and moss, and penetrated into the mouths and noses of Zhong Baiyun disciples.

Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming followed the source, but they found a young man in strange clothes lying on a huge rock. He seemed drunk and was shaking a wine jug, looking at them with sleepy eyes.

"Wang Shuhuan, isn't this the person from the Tianshi dinner a week ago? How come he is here?"

Yang Jiaqi recognized the boy and pulled Wang Shuhuan's clothes forward.

Wang Shuhuan nodded and whispered, "The wine pot in his hand is from our mountain. This guy is drinking Baiyun Liquor from our mountain!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Wang Shuhuan and Liu Ming looked at each other, and then secretly pulled Zhao Ziyao, who was still immersed in sadness, over.
"What new students? There are no such people on our mountain. I am personally responsible for the interview process for each class of students. Do you still not trust me?"

Zhao Ziyao wiped away her tears and spoke in a firm tone.

"No need to ask, I am indeed not from your mountain, but I have chatted with your Li Zhenjun and reached some agreements with him."

The young man seemed to have heard the conversation between Wang Shuhuan, Liu Ming and Zhao Ziyao. He stretched himself and then jumped down from the big bluestone in one step.

"However, your Li Zhenjun seems to want to break the appointment."

The young man smiled and spoke as he walked towards the thousands of Baiyun disciples step by step. He had no aura at all and looked like an ordinary 18-year-old boy next door.

His voice was obviously not loud, but at this moment it reached the ears of thousands of Baiyun disciples at the same time. Everyone followed the voice and looked at the strange young man blocking the entrance to the mountain, all of them were a little confused.

"A wine thief is a wine thief, what does it matter if he broke the appointment or not?" Liu Ming smiled brightly and greeted him enthusiastically as if he had found a confidant.

"You are right. What is there to steal in Baiyunli? There are so many valuable things on the mountain, like the treasure house in the back mountain... Damn, you reminded me. I was in a hurry to come down and didn't even have time to steal a few things. I lost a lot!"

Liu Ming had a look of deep sorrow on his face. He walked towards the young man with his hands covering his chest exaggeratedly.

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked indifferently at Liu Ming who was approaching him.

"How much of your Baiyun Li do you have? Can you give me a couple of sips? The master on the mountain is very strict, and I haven't had a chance to drink it.

"Of course." The young man nodded with a smile, and then handed the wine jug to Liu Ming with his right hand.

"That's great..." Liu Ming rubbed his hands, his eyes shining. He reached for the wine jug with one hand and... grasped the hilt of the Ji sword on his back with the other hand.

"You can fuck your grandma's legs!"

Song! Without any warning, Liu Ming held the Ji Sword in his hand, and the majestic sword light slashed at the boy opposite him.

The young man remained silent, still with a smile on his face, but the tip of the Ji sword, which had always been extremely sharp and had once killed a human immortal, stopped three feet in front of the young man, as if blocked by a layer of transparent film. Even though Liu Ming's face turned red, the sword could not move forward an inch.

"Wang Shuhuan, Li Ling'er, the two of you, hurry up!"

Liu Ming's face flushed and he shouted towards the back.

"coming!"

After two loud responses, Liu Ming immediately lowered his body, grabbed the Ji Sword and rolled to the side.
At the same moment when Liu Ming squatted down, the lightning and sword torrents that were ready to go gathered together and killed the young man at lightning speed.

Wang Shuhuan summoned the Five Thunder Heavenly Ding Flag, and the sword energy surged in Li Linger's body, and they both used their strongest killing moves at the same time.

"boom!"

Ancient trees were broken, the ground was torn apart, and under the surging lightning and sword, huge rocks were also shattered, turning into rubble flying all over the sky.

The ground looked like it had been plowed, with dust flying everywhere after the violent explosion.

Solve it?

Liu Ming retreated to the side of Wang Shuhuan and Li Ling'er, ready for battle.

The combined attack of the three just now would have seriously injured even an ordinary human immortal if they were caught off guard.

The three true disciples suddenly took action, and thousands of disciples immediately became chaotic, asking the three people the reason like headless flies.

Liu Ming and the other two did not respond, but just stared at the flying dust with sharp eyes.

As if he had sensed something, Wang Shuhuan's pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned around and shouted to the Baiyun disciples: "Everyone, run, run to the mountain, quickly, quickly, quickly!!"

Wang Shuhuan shouted at the top of his lungs, and some clever disciples noticed something was wrong and immediately ran up the mountain.

"You Blue Star people are really so interesting."

"Okay, like a dried fish holding a rope, throwing eggs at a stone, your choices are always too emotional, I don't like it."

The smoke and dust cleared, and the unharmed boy slowly walked out carrying a wine jug.

The amber-colored wine fell to the ground, like a prehistoric beast waking up. The young man looked up and waved casually at the three true disciples who were waiting for battle.

boom!
A sword energy that was so pure that it almost condensed into substance swept across. Liu Ming and the other two felt their hair stand on end and their pupils shrank. They instantly felt the great fear of death and tried their best to practice their skills.

The red and yellow flagpoles of the Five Thunders and Heavenly Ding Flag were cut off, and the Ji sword flew out of his hand with a mournful tremor. The only remaining Liuyun Qingshuang sword was swept by the sword energy and was ground into iron filings bit by bit.

The three true disciples vomited blood and flew like a kite with a short string, knocking down trees along the way. They flew a hundred meters away and hit a huge rock before stopping. Their heads tilted and they lost consciousness.

"Disciple Baiyun, form a formation and slay the demon!"

Everything happened in a flash, leaving no time for people to react. Seeing the three true disciples instantly seriously injured and dying, Zhao Ziyao, Song Ling, Yang Xinwu, Yang Jiaqi and a dozen other innate masters all looked drastically different, and then they quickly formed a formation to block the three unconscious people.

"He's not dead yet?"

Sensing the aura of Liu Ming and the other two, a hint of surprise flashed in the boy's eyes. He shook his head and slashed out with sword energy again.

Facing this sword energy, Zhao Ziyao, Song Ling and others realized what Liu Ming and the other two had just experienced.
It was a tsunami, an earthquake, an avalanche, the power of heaven and earth. Under this sword energy, all living things were like a speck of dust and would be crushed to death in an instant.

More than a dozen innates were trembling, waiting for their own deaths in despair.

Ode!
Just as everyone closed their eyes and waited for death, a crystal blue sword broke through the clouds and stood in front of Zhao Ziyao and others. The thunder qi and talisman light were activated at the same time, barely resisting the sword qi.

"Futu, your opponent is me."

Li Yang arrived behind and stood in front of Zhao Ziyao and others with a sword in great fear.

(End of this chapter)