Embers of Sword

Chapter 292 "Do You Agree with My Way?"

"Junshan?"

Deng Baiyi murmured softly, repeating the Taoist name.

She hasn't heard of it.

Deng Baiyi knew very little about the world of cultivation.

"Logically speaking, the Yuqing Zhai master can only be a woman, and Junshan Zhenren should have avoided suspicion." Cheng Zhi said with a wry smile, "But the Yuqing Zhai masters in the past all died early, and the latest master was ambushed and died unexpectedly in the demon country... If he doesn't take over as the master, the Yuqing swordsmanship will fall into an awkward situation of lack of successors."

"What happened next?" Deng Baiyi asked.

"During the Battle of Drinking Poison, the Taoist priest Junshan died in the war. Although he died in the battle, he left a lot of incense for the two monks."

Cheng Zhi sighed and said, "In the Yuqingzhai Daoist temple, the only male portrait hanging is this real person. There is also a portrait of him hanging in the Taishangzhai Daoist temple."

"..."

Deng Baiyi had a complicated expression and didn't know what to say.

So, the person who just gave me guidance is the reincarnated Junshan Zhenren?
"Junior Sister Deng, you also know me."

She looked at the yellow paper and said with emotion, "Senior sister doesn't have much talent in cultivation. She likes to read some miscellaneous books when she has nothing to do. When she was free, she flipped through the life story of Junshan Zhenren. The portrait you drew on this paper is so similar to him back then... It's like they were carved from the same mold! How do you know what he looked like when he was young?"

"These past few days, I've been dreaming about this real person..."

Deng Baiyi was silent for a moment, and thought of a ridiculous reason: "He taught me swordsmanship in my dream."

"A fairy came to me in a dream? There is actually such a thing... No wonder you are making rapid progress."

Cheng Zhi was stunned, but had no doubt at all.

She clasped her hands together and made a wish: "Grandmaster, can you show me some wisdom and give me some guidance? The competition in the hall is coming soon. Cheng Zhi doesn't ask for a top three place, but only for passing the course..."

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Back mountain.

The sky was filled with clouds and mist, and thunder was roaring. Between the two huge mountains, a crack appeared as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe.

The crack was covered with lightning, and vaguely turned into a solid cage.

If you could get closer, you would see it.

There was a woman sitting in the cage.

A man dressed in black and bathed in lightning was suppressed in a cage, with his hands folded on his dantian. Although he closed his eyes to rest, he was intimidating without being angry!
Compared to the two giant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, this black shirt actually gives people an even more oppressive feeling!

"Junior brother."

Taoist Chongkan slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the end of the clouds on the back mountain. As the word "Junior Brother" came out of his mouth, the clouds immediately dispersed, revealing the figure of a child in a snow-white Taoist robe.

Junshan Zhenren put his hands behind his back, looking lazy, and walked slowly, and slowly came to the front of the giant mountain.

He raised his head, looked at the lofty figure, and sighed deeply: "Brother Chongkan, I have a question that I really can't figure out."

Master Chongkan was a little surprised.

Although his junior fellow apprentice died young, he was extremely talented.

In my previous life, I was able to understand almost everything in spiritual practice and had never asked myself any questions.

If he had not passed away early, he would have died long ago.

He even felt that Junior Brother Junshan's future achievements might surpass Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi's.

"You ask." Faced with this rare situation, Chongkan became interested and spoke in a deep voice.

"So many years have passed..."

"You are always used to sitting in such a high place. Aren't you tired?"

Junshan Zhenren raised his sword-like eyebrows and asked in confusion: "You lower your head to look at me. If you want to see clearly, you need to bend down. If I look up at you, if I want to see clearly, I need to stretch my neck... Is sitting here more comfortable than sitting on the ground?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the ground, ignoring the dust on the ground and the demeanor of a great Taoist master.

The reason why he was suspended in the air and kept his eyes level when talking to Deng Baiyi was because Chong Kan left too deep an impression on him in his previous life.

He didn't want to look up anymore.

Tired, too tired.

"The ground is dirty. How can we sit on it like this?"

Chongkan really didn't expect that his junior fellow apprentice would ask such a question. He couldn't help but frown and reprimanded: "Junshan, you must remember that you are a great Taoist master. If you go out, you must not be so rude and bring shame to the Taoist sect."

"..."

Master Junshan sighed helplessly. He had actually guessed that his senior brother would answer like this.

can only say.

So many years have passed, and Senior Brother Chongkan really hasn't changed at all.

At this moment, a mocking voice came from the cage under Chongkan.

"Hehehe..."

"If he doesn't sit like this, how can he control the Dao Sect?"

Tang Fengshu slowly opened her eyes. Although she was enveloped by thunder magic, she could still sense the sounds from the outside world. Her phoenix eyes burst out with brilliant light, passing through the thunder pool and falling on Taoist Junshan not far away.

Tang Fengshu said sarcastically with a blank expression: "Some people sit in high places because they have reached a high position. Some people are just greedy for power and are unwilling to let go. If someone bends over and sits on the ground, the cage under him will no longer be able to trap people. How can he accept such a result?"

Countless vital energies collided in the cage of thunder, causing crackling sounds!
Although there are two high mountains pressing down on the cage.

But it's no use.

What really suppresses this prison is not the mountain, but the people.

"There is a Bodhisattva in Buddhism who feeds eagles with his own body to enlighten the world."

Chong Kan lowered his eyebrows and said, "What I am doing now is also the same. If I can sacrifice myself to honor the Dao Sect, then Chong Kan will not hesitate to die. If I do not come to suppress this prison, one day, the reputation of the Dao Sect will be destroyed in your hands."

"The fact that the Dao Sect respects you as their leader is the biggest joke."

Tang Fengshu sneered, "The noble spirit of the world is actually held in the hands of a hypocrite like you."

Junshan heard all of this fight.

The young man, who was reincarnated as a real person, rested his chin on his elbows, ready to watch the show.

Unfortunately.

As Chongkan waved his sleeves, the thunder from the sky became several times more frequent. Inside the cage, only the sound of painful groans remained, with no more sarcasm or ridicule.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're just attracting lightning, isn't that a bit too rough..."

Taoist Junshan hurriedly tried to stop the fight: "The child is ignorant, just say a few words, how can you understand the truth? Xiao Tang is also outspoken, don't use thunder magic to strike her again, if something happens to her, you will have a hard time explaining it when Senior Brother comes out of seclusion."

Chongkan appeared indifferent and pretended to be deaf.

Now in the Taoist sect, almost no one can persuade him to stop fighting.

But Taoist Junshan is obviously different.

After this admonition, the thunder in the sky slowed down a little.

"Speak less and avoid physical pain." Taoist Junshan gathered the sound with his spiritual power and transmitted it into the cage.

No matter what.

Tang Fengshu is the one who truly turned a deaf ear to everything.

Even though her hair was hanging down and she was in a mess, she still had that cold expression on her face. She looked up and sneered, "Don't stop, keep going! Kill me if you can!"

Rumble!
Chongkan stretched out his palm and pressed down. In an instant, thunder rumbled loudly, and for a moment the entire top of the back mountain was drowned out by thunder.

Taoist Junshan stood up quickly and raised his sleeves to turn his palms.

Wow!
The wild grass in the back mountain surged up and, one by one, turned into flying swords!

If there is no reincarnation.

When these wild grasses surge to the sky, it creates a magnificent and majestic scene.

But unfortunately, there is no if.

Only when the great Taoist masters give up their cultivation and enter nirvana early, will they have the chance to release a little spiritual light into the human world and live a "second life".

This "second life" sounds beautiful, but it is actually very cruel.

It is so difficult to cultivate to the Yang Shen realm.

For the sake of an illusory delusion, one has to use up all his energy and start over again.

The physique of reincarnation may not necessarily be stronger than that of the previous life.

The memories preserved by a little bit of spiritual light may not be able to be completely revived.

Taoist Junshan is a lucky man among millions.

Not only did he reincarnate successfully, but his spiritual light was also successfully revived.

But at this moment, his cultivation level is far from comparable to his peak period back then.

So the weeds all over the sky only flew up a few dozen feet and then stopped abruptly.

The thunder technique mastered by the great Taoist Chongkan was only a slight vibration, which shattered all the wild grass in the sky and turned them into ashes.

The thunder method flooded the back mountain and lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

This time.

I really can't hear any doubt, sarcasm, or ridicule at all.

The grass debris and flying ashes filled the sky, drifting in the wind, blowing across Junshan Zhenren's face and blowing his fluttering sleeves.

"Senior brother..."

"It's really inappropriate for you to do this."

The young man in Taoist robes looked at this scene with a look of fear and shock in his eyes.

Tang Fengshu's figure, curled up in the cage, was about 70% similar to the flying grass debris.

All of them are withered.

Until the end, Tang Fengshu did not beg for mercy.

So this thunder magic continued.

Junshan Zhenren originally thought that Chongkan wanted to give Tang Fengshu a slight punishment, but for Xiaoyaozi's sake, he would stop there as long as the other party was willing to beg for mercy.

But he only realized now that he had been thinking too simply.

"There is no grass that does not bend."

Chongkan said slowly: "During my time as the head of the Dao sect, there must be no dishonest ways within the Seven Chambers. Junior brother, do you agree with my Dao?"

"..."

The cold tone of the question made the air in the back mountain freeze.

Junshan Zhenren's expression also became solemn.

This time when he stepped into the back mountain, he originally wanted to have a good reminisce with his senior brother whom he had not seen for many years. Some days ago, he saw Deng Baiyi practicing sword in Li Lake, and also learned the ins and outs of Tang Fengshu being trapped in the back mountain. For this destined little girl, what Junshan Zhenren wanted to do was certainly not just as simple as teaching her swordsmanship.

He wanted to help and smooth things over.

Although there is no guarantee that Chongkan will release Tang Fengshu immediately.

But at least, this young master of Tianxia Zhai can suffer less.

But now he realized that he was wrong.

It turned out that he and Chongkan had no past to talk about.

Different road non-phase plan.

He does not agree with the doctrine of Chongkan.

That alone is nothing.

But looking at the dry grass that was burned by thunder and scattered everywhere, Junshan felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

He felt a chill.

The coldness came from the black shirt standing high above.

So this is what sitting high means.

"To be honest, Brother..."

Junshan Zhenren sighed and picked up a stubborn piece of grass from the ground. He was prepared for the worst and said seriously and honestly: "I really don't agree with your way."

The sky is still cold.

But the thunder did not come again.

"There is no high or low in the world. It doesn't matter if you disagree."

Chongkan said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, after reincarnation and cultivation, your progress... seems to be slower than before. Now you are only a cave heaven. When are you going to be promoted to Yin God?"

"Is cultivation so important?"

Master Junshan was looking at his senior brother at the top of the sky.

Chongkan fell into deep thought.

He thought for a long time and asked sincerely: "If practice is not important, then what is important?"

"In my opinion, living and living happily is the most important thing."

Junshan Zhenren dropped his sleeves but still held the blade of grass in his hand.

He looked at the end of the deeper hills.

That is the direction where Xiaoyaozi meditates.

Junshan's eyes were filled with envy, and his tone was full of emotion: "My senior brother once said that it is better to live a carefree life for a while than to live a second life."

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(Two updates today. Sorry for the long wait. Good night.)
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