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Chapter 332: Dunjia Qingtiandao

The chess game of heaven and earth rolled on, and after a fierce struggle, the monk Xingzhou, the king of treasure trees, the monk Zhiming died one after another, and the god of suffering also fell and scattered.

The gods were willing to die just to break the dream of "Zhaxing" to have offspring, and the price they paid was truly tragic.

"Amitabha, the Infinite Heavenly Venerable."

Zhao Wuya was both a Taoist priest and a Zen master. After chanting the Buddha's name, he performed Taoist rituals to show his respect for the god of suffering.

Zhou Xuan sighed sadly. He recalled many scenes of his interactions with the God of Misery. That fire had appeared because of him, had grown stronger because of him, and now it had been extinguished because of protecting Mingjiang Mansion.
The combination of so many connections made Zhou Xuan feel complicated and melancholy.

The death of the God of Bitterness made Zhou Xuan feel sad, and what also made him sigh was the true identity of "Bai Guang".

He never expected that the singer Bai Guang, whom he and Gu Ling made famous, was actually the White Walker Zhaxing who escaped the eyes of the "Incense Taoist Priest".

"Bai Guang, Bai Guang, I only knew that you had a beautiful singing voice, but I never thought that your acting skills were so much better than your singing voice."

Zhou Xuan's sigh fell into the ears of the cliff monk, who laughed coldly and said, "Many major and minor events in Mingjiang Prefecture cannot escape the eyes and calculations of Donor Zhou. I never thought that you would fall into such a big trap because of Bai Guang."

After being sarcastically criticized, Zhou Xuan just shook his head calmly without commenting, sat back in front of the futon, held the white piece, and said: "Moya monk, there is a classic saying in Taoism, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from heaven, and one is hidden from man.

There are many schools of thought on the interpretation of this classic, and there is still no unified view. However, the most mainstream explanation is that there are fifty great ways in the world, but heaven and earth have only evolved forty-nine of them. The remaining one is a variable way and a way of vitality left for mankind.
To sum up, no matter how much you deduce or how carefully you observe all things in this world, you can only observe forty-nine of the fifty avenues. The last variable is always there. "

Zhou Xuan made his move calmly, staring at the cliff monk, and said, "That little variable is beyond the evolution of heaven and earth. I'm afraid even the Supreme Will can't calculate it accurately, let alone a small mortal like me?"

"I didn't expect the white light to be the star-blocking one, but you also didn't expect that the cowardly God of Suffering, who had little desire to fight, would actually join the game with his low level of cultivation, sacrifice himself, and awaken the light of heaven and earth..."

"Alas, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from nature, and only one is evaded by man."

The cliff monk gnashed his teeth as he thought about this.
Three hundred years have passed since he first landed in Jing Kingdom. Among the incense and religious cults of Jing Kingdom, Taoism is the most respected. As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. How could he not study Taoist classics during these three hundred years?
Therefore, what he was savoring was not the meaning of this Taoist truth, but the elegant demeanor when Zhou Xuan said this.

If Zhou Xuan got angry because of the death of the God of Misery, or sighed continuously, then the Cliff Monk would feel that there was still a great chance of winning this game.

Zhou Xuan was sad for only a few moments, and sighed only two or three times. As for getting angry? He didn't even show a trace of anger.

"He who has a heart full of thunder and a face as calm as a lake can be worshipped as a general... This young gentleman, after controlling a series of major events, has grown into a great gentleman. It is hard to tell his depth."

The monk on the cliff sighed inwardly.

And at the end of this lament, his eyes suddenly brightened.

If one says "Forty-nine variables are determined by Heaven, and one is hidden by man", in this chess game of the world, everything arranged by Monk Xunbo, the great demon, the Zoroastrianism, and Gong Zheng were all the accurately calculated "Forty-nine variables are determined by Heaven", while Zhou Xuan was the "one that is hidden by man" among the variables in the human world.

"Could it be that a good game of chess is going to be overturned by this young gentleman with his own strength, turning the tide and saving the collapsing building..."

The more he thought about it, the more his heart slid into the abyss. He didn't know how deep he fell. Finally, his heart stopped falling - Zhaxing was not really dead yet. She was still at a level above the Great Buddha, and was still the top White Walker that the gods of Mingjiang could not deal with.
Moreover, the plans of Xunbo Monk, the Great Demon, Gong Zheng, and the Zoroastrianism all include winning tricks, and those tricks have no way to break the deadlock.

"Backhand" and "covering the stars" became a pair of big hands that supported the cliff monk's confidence. He cheered himself up again and used the black chess pieces to not only block Zhou Xuan's "flowers blooming on the tree" chess piece, but also made the black pieces on the upper left of his own become a well with six holes in the middle of the stretch - the six-hole chess well style.

"Master Zhou, don't be complacent. Forcing out Zhaxing's true form doesn't mean that Mingjiang Mansion can deal with Zhaxing - she is still the strongest White Walker in the situation. You forced the Zhaxing Fire Order to stop, but the boundless Zhaxing Fire is still burning in Mingjiang Mansion. The situation in Mingjiang was very urgent just now, and now you have only put out the fire between your eyebrows.

Mingjiang Mansion is still being roasted on a blazing stove."

"Look, evil monk, you always tend to forget the rule that the person who plays chess is both an insider and an outsider."

Zhou Xuan turned his head and said to Zhao Wuya, "Master Wuya, where did you come from in Gangfeng Cave?"

"In the blazing fire of East Market Street."

"Why did the fire on East Market Street stop when you came?"

"Because it is the Cliffless Stone. In the Cliffless Stone, there are autumn winds, spring rains, and green grasses, which can extinguish the Zoroastrian fire from the Sea of ​​Death. However, there were six groups of dream fog in Mingjiang Mansion just now. I don't know how deep the fog is. If I throw the Cliffless Stone rashly, if there is a master in the fog who makes a move and smashes the Cliffless Stone, then the Zoroastrian fire from the sea of ​​death will be uncontrollable."

"At this moment, the six clouds of dream fog have all dissipated. Please ask the Zen Master to put out the fire."

The conversation between Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya was like a double act, with you asking and I answering, very smooth and neat, it was indeed a loud conspiracy, which made the cliff monk so angry that he was fuming again.

"You're using some tricks again."

“Within the rules.”

Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

"It seems that my cliff stone has to take part in the game." Zhao Wuya threw the "Wuya Stone" in his hand into the sky above Mingjiang Mansion.

The small cliff rock is covered with moss and looks green. When it hangs in the sky, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary people walking on the ground to find this stone with their own eyesight even if there is no fog and the sky is clear.

The cliff rock gently shook off the moss on its body
Mosses were scattered all over the world, and wherever they landed, the vibrant green spread out. The verdant green of life immediately covered up the red of death.

The Zoroastrian fire that was burning Mingjiang River then completely receded.

……

"The fire is out... the fire is out."

"The fire in Mingjiang Mansion has finally subsided. God bless us, God bless us."

The scorching heat faded away, and the spring breeze gently blew on the faces of the people of Mingjiang Prefecture.

They celebrated by scooping well water from the ruins, and taking chlorine-smelling water from the unbroken taps, and splashing it on themselves to celebrate their survival.

Although Zhou Xuan knew that he still had a long way to go before escaping the disaster.

……

On the streets of East Market, the bitter rain under the protection of the Dragon God finally stopped.

"Has the rain stopped?"

Some people in the neighborhood were terrified.

Yun Ziliang made hand gestures with his right hand, calculated in his mind for a while, and then said to everyone, "I figured it out. The fire on the whole street has stopped. Everyone, you can go home now."

"Go home... go home... but where is home?"

The neighbors were excited at first because they had "survived a disaster", but after the excitement, sadness suddenly came to their mind. The fire burned down the house and killed their family members. Their home was gone.

Cui Jie stood up and said, "We are lucky to have survived. We can't just do nothing now that we have survived, right? Should we collect the bodies of our family members? Should we tidy up the useful things left in the burned house? If the living have no desire to move on and rebuild their homes, then they might as well just die..."

Her words were like enlightenment, and everyone dispersed.

The dead are gone forever, and the living are often sad. However, no matter how sad they are, their deceased family members’ life journey is not completely over yet - only when the body is found, put in the coffin, buried, and the funeral is held, can they be said to have completed their life.

Yun Ziliang also turned back and walked towards the ruins of the Dasixi Mahjong Hall. He wanted to dig out the bodies of his mahjong buddies one by one, arrange them neatly, wash them clean, and send them on their way.

Sister Cui took Xiao Fuzi and Muhua back to the store.

The snack stalls and cleaning shops were probably burned down to nothing but charcoal, but Cuijie and Xiaofuzi also wanted to go back and take a look.

……

The three of them were getting closer and closer to Jingyi Shop. The star-blocking fog in Mingjiang Mansion had its dream destroyed by the God of Bitterness, but the fog itself did not dissipate.

Through the fog they heard the sound of a flute.

The flute sounded mournful. When the three of them passed through the fog, they saw the fifth brother, Lu Mingkun, who was sitting on a slanted beam of the house and playing the flute, regardless of the dirt. His eyes were red, obviously he had been crying.

"Fifth senior brother."

Xiao Fuzi shouted.

"Xiaofu, you guys didn't die?"

Lu Mingkun was overjoyed. He was doing autopsies at Huifeng Medical College when a fire broke out. He was worried about the safety of the people in the store, so he called the Jingyi Store. No one answered, so he was extremely anxious and rushed to the store.

When he arrived at the store, he saw a raging fire in front of the store. He desperately called out "Xiao Fuzi", "Lao Yun", "Junior Brother", but heard no response. He thought they had all been buried in the sea of ​​fire.
The cliff rocks just happened to be covered with moss, which extinguished the fire. He searched the ruins of the store, but found nothing else. He only found a bamboo flute, a scroll, and a half-burned wardrobe. "Not dead, not dead, Fifth Brother, our store is gone."

Xiao Fuzi started to cry with tears and snot. He had seen so many dead bodies just now, but he didn't cry. However, when he saw the miserable state of the store, he finally couldn't help crying out loud.

"Silly boy, the store is gone, we can build another one later. People are still alive, which is better than anything else."

Lu Mingkun asked again: "Where is Lao Yun?"

"Searching for the bodies of his playing partners in the ruins of the mahjong parlor."

"Hey."

Lü Mingkun felt sad and sighed.
Xiao Fuzi opened the half-burned wardrobe and found the Taoist robes that Zhou Xuan had customized. There were originally eight sets, but four of them were burned and could no longer be worn. However, the other four were buried in the sand and were not burned. He found the intact Taoist robes, took off his shirt, wrapped the Taoist robes, and after finding a place to stay, he washed the robes.
"Fuzi, get out of the way."

When Xiao Fuzi was wrapping his robe, Lu Mingkun suddenly shouted loudly, and two bamboo knives rushed out like thunder, piercing the tortoise shell that broke through the air.

"Hey, he's actually a young coroner."

Five tall and thin figures walked out of the fog. They were five Taoists wearing Taoist robes.
Also forced out of the fog were Cui Jie, who had transformed into a fox, and Mu Hua.

"Where did the Taoist priest come from to hurt people secretly?"

Lu Mingkun stretched out his hand towards the two bamboo leaf knives, and the blade flew back into his hand.

Sister Cui was trembling a little.

"Dunjia Qingtian Dao, I am here to do business, to catch evil spirits, outsiders, please do not block the way."

The main target of the five Qingtian Taoist priests was not Xiao Fuzi, but Cui Jie. It was just that they heard a sound in the fog just now and thought it was a nuisance, so it would be best to kill her.

Seeing that Lu Mingkun was a stubborn person, he took the initiative and shook the tortoise shell.

Inside the palm-sized shell, there seemed to be copper coins, cinnabar and other objects, which jingled when shaken.

The four tortoise shells made a sound when they swung, stirring up the gravel under Lu Mingkun's feet, forming a thunder and fire formation, with rumbling thunder and blazing fire.
The fifth Taoist priest threw the tortoise shell up with both hands. After it was thrown several dozen feet high, the tortoise shell began to transmit sound.

"Master Qingxiao, I have found the four-tailed fox demon. Please let me surrender."

One person tipped off the other, and four people surrounded Lu Mingkun.

Using tortoise shells as weapons and claiming to be from the Dunjia Qingtian Dao, these five Taoists must be from the most prestigious sect in the capital city - "Dunjia".

"The sound of the tortoise shells turns into thunder magic, and they are all Dunjia Taoists with more than five incense sticks."

Lu Mingkun now works at Huifeng Medical College, but he used to be a gangster, and he is very good at identifying the other party's methods and level of influence.

Recognizing the other party's ability, he whispered to Cui Jie, "Run away immediately, don't worry about me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Jie turned around, wrapped her fox tail around Xiao Fuzi and Mu Hua, and ran away for her life.

Lu Mingkun turned from escape to offense, holding two bamboo leaf knives, and using the extremely circular flowing waterfall knife technique to block the thunder and fire in the tortoise shell thunder and fire formation one by one, buying some time for Cui Jie to escape.

"What a good sword technique, it can actually block lightning and fire."

Seeing that Cui Jie had already fled far away, the four Taoists activated the Thunder and Fire Formation, condensing dozens of thunder and fire made of broken stones, making Lu Mingkun exhausted from parrying, and his bamboo leaf knife was almost knocked out of his hand several times.
The "Dunjia" Taoist priest who had already completed the tip-off threw out twelve green-embroidered copper coins, which condensed into a Qingfei sword and placed it on the ground.

He stepped on the Qingxie Sword and slid across the ruined East Market Street to chase Sister Cui.

"Fox demon, the Qingxiao Patriarch is coming, surrender quickly, so that we, the Qingtian Dao, can show you a lenient sentence."

As the Taoist chased, he called out to the sky, "Great Immortal Zhaxing, please take away the fog. Don't let it block our sight. We can't catch up with the fox of the Four Realms Earth Law."

With the Taoist's shout, the fog on East Market Street suddenly dissipated, and the situation on the street became clearly visible. The Taoist could also see clearly at this time that he did not know when he had entered an alley with high walls on both sides.

In fact, there was no alley in Dongshi Street originally. This alley was created by Cui Jie using the "Law of the Earth" and relying on the surrounding ruins and rubble in just a few moments.

At the end of the alley, there was no trace of Cuijie, Muhua, and Xiao Fuzi. There was only a young man in fox fur, holding a opera spear, leaning against the wall, as if waiting for the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest Dunjia directly took out a peach wood plaque with seal characters written on it - Qingtian Dao, Zhao Yang.

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Yang put on his music sheet and said, "Zhao Yang, the leader of the Taohua Altar of Dunjia Qingtian Dao, please make way."

"Do you know who she is?"

The young fox fur man stood with a spear in his hand, pointing the spear in the direction where Cui Jie fled, and said, "She is our Hu family's grandmother Cui of the Yun generation. The Hu family has Yun, Deng, Chang, Qing, and the Yun generation's grandparents. You Qingtian Dao cannot take her in."

"How dare you, little demon and villain, stop me, Taoist Master?"

Zhao Yang bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the Qingxie Sword. The sword then glowed with blood, specifically designed to destroy demons and evil spirits. At the same time, he shook the tortoise shell and used the sound to control the sword, intending to kill the man in the fox fur coat.
"I am Hu Chou'er, the fox under the throne of King Xishan. Today I will sing a big show with you."

Hu Chou'er swung his spear, creating a gust of wind as he thrust it towards Zhao Yang. When the gust of wind had arrived, Hu Chou'er suddenly disappeared.

When the spear was knocked to the ground by the Qingxie Sword, suddenly Hu Chou'er appeared from the sky with two ox-horn short knives in his hands. He rode on Zhao Yang's neck and cut the back of Zhao Yang's neck with one knife, causing Zhao Yang to lose consciousness instantly and fall to the ground.
Hu Chou'er's short knife was as fast as the wind. He slashed Zhao Yang's spine three times in succession, knocking him to the ground. Then he suddenly pulled up his feet and fiercely pricked the tendons of his heels.
Zhao Yang was reduced to a pile of mud, and was destroyed cleanly...

The pursuers have been eliminated.

The four Taoists who surrounded Lü Mingkun only paid attention to Zhao Yang's movements, but they didn't know that behind them, two pieces of snow were rolling at the same time.
One is a fox slave of the fox clan, and the other is a fox book of the fox clan.

Hu Shuer held a notebook in his hand and threw it forward. The notebook actually scattered into more than a dozen pages, which spun like snowflakes and cut the throats of the four Taoists.

Fox Slave raised his mouth and spit out four paper figures. Each paper figure overlapped with the four Taoists. The four Taoists were like waxed paper figures, with no blood dripping from their wounds and their faces no longer having the vivid complexion of living people.

Three foxes appeared and captured all the Taoist masters of Dunjia Qingtian who came from nowhere.

"Mr. Coroner, give me back your knife."

Fox Slave, who had transformed into human form, kicked the two bamboo knives that had fallen to the ground back to Lu Mingkun.

"Thank you, Brother Fox, for your help."

Lu Mingkun clasped his fists.

"It's okay. King Xishan sensed the four major earth laws of Grandma Yuncui and knew that there were villains looking for trouble with her, so he ordered us three foxes to come to help. Don't let the villains capture Grandma Cui."

Fox slave said with a smile.

……

"Besides Zhaxing, the second wave of help has also appeared."

Zhou Xuan looked at the chessboard and said to the cliff monk, "Dunjia Qingtian Dao, you invited quite a few people this time."

"Humph."

The cliff monk looked at the "Six-Aperture Well" on the chessboard. He used chess pieces to create a well on the chessboard, which was used to bless the "Qingxiao Taoist" of Dunjia.

"Let me guess. Taoist Qing Xiao came from the main hall of the capital city, Dunjia. The last Dharma body of the three-headed stone Buddha, Wan Se Jie, and the high priest with a hundred eyes went to the capital city to ask for help. They wanted to kill me.
I guess this Taoist Qing Xiao is the reinforcements invited by Wan Se Jie and Bai Yan. "

Zhou Xuan said coldly: "My fourth incense stick is Dunjia. Dunjia and tattooing have a great conflict. I went to find a Dunjia Taoist to learn the craft, but I was afraid that no one would teach me. Unexpectedly, I bumped into it in this chess game. Very good, very good..."

"Taoist Qingxiao, he has the blessing of my Six-Eyed Well's chess power. Can the Wandering God of Mingjiang Mansion defeat him?"

The cliff monk asked.

"Then let's take a look."

Zhou Xuan lightly tapped the white piece at the Tianyuan position and released his thoughts into the ancient tree golden bell that had been transformed into a bell and tripod again - Painter, go to Dongshi Street, the Taoist master of Dunjia is here, you go meet him and show your hospitality...

(End of this chapter)