Can love influence them?

Can love influence them? Author: Lao Gongfu

Xuan Yangzi was deceived and betrayed by his fellow disciples. They treated him like a dog and sucked his blood. Some even regarded him as a love rival. The friendship between them was gone. All the beautiful women in Xuan Yangzi's memory became crazy. What happened to them? Is there any hope for them?

Chapter 1 Epiphany

In the early morning, the sunlight is hazy.

Under the swaying trees in the courtyard, a figure swayed, steady and quiet.

Xuan Yangzi was sweeping up fallen leaves, and he looked no different from an ordinary Taoist priest.

However, the broom in his arms was taller than a man and extremely thick, even thicker than the mouth of a bowl.

From a distance, the broom looks more like a beam.

This broom handle is made of black iron, hard and thick, weighing more than 60 million pounds.

Xuan Yangzi held the broom without any effort, his hands moved steadily and powerfully, his face was calm and his heart was not beating, he casually cleaned the fallen leaves on the ground.

This is Xuan Yangzi’s daily morning exercise.

The wishing tree in the courtyard is lush and green all year round.

It changes its leaves at an amazing speed, basically losing an entire leaf in one night, and new leaves grow immediately after they fall off.

After a night, the scenery is just as lush as yesterday, except that there are mountain-high piles of fallen leaves under the trees.

The first thing Xuan Yangzi does every day is to use this black iron broom to clean up the pile of fallen leaves under the tree to warm up.

Later, Xuan Yangzi felt that the exercise was not enough, so he pasted a gravity symbol on the top of the broom to increase the weight of the broom.

Nowadays, Xuan Yangzi can drive a broom weighing tens of millions of pounds to sweep fallen leaves without any effort.

After sweeping the floor and warming himself up, Xuan Yangzi simply ate dew and tree fruits. After eating, he began his real training for the whole day.

Exercise in the gym.

Meditate in the Zen room to calm your mind.

Breathing in the living god on the top of the mountain.

Practice Qigong and gain enlightenment under the tree.

Read books and practice Dharma in the study.

Meditate in the bedroom to gather your spirit.

Pharmacy takes medicine to strengthen sperm.

Apart from simply eating and drinking, he practiced and basically did not communicate with others.

In this way, a day passed, and there are 360 ​​days in a year, and it is like this every day, year after year, without any slackness.

Since Xuan Yangzi took over the Feihong Changjing Temple, he has been practicing hard for more than three hundred years.

To be exact, it was 301 years.

Xuan Yangzi suddenly stopped sweeping the broom in his hand, stood there and lost himself in deep thought about his memories.

unconsciously.

He started practicing under Fairy Hong Ling and cultivated for five hundred years. Three hundred years ago, when his master disappeared, he inherited the Taoist temple ever since.

Eight hundred and one years have passed in my life!

When Xuan Yangzi inherited the Taoist temple, the other senior and junior sisters were very dissatisfied.

Because only Xuan Yangzi is a male, all other disciples under Fairy Hong Ling are female.

This arrangement before Fairy Hong Ling disappeared inevitably made people wonder whether the master was partial to her.

In the end, Xuan Yangzi inherited the Taoist temple, and the other women went their separate ways for various reasons.

Later, Xuan Yangzi thought of ways to find the missing Fairy Hong Ling, but all his efforts ended in vain.

Now looking back.

As a mortal, the faces of my parents have become blurred.

The senior and junior sisters have not had any contact for three hundred years.

Only the appearance of my master, Fairy Hong Ling, was still clear.

Originally, Xuan Yangzi planned to follow his master's instructions and repeat his life of practice until the world collapsed, chaos descended, and the universe reopened, and he would not meddle in other people's affairs.

Today, I suddenly had an epiphany and changed my mind.

Xuan Yangzi finally felt a little bored and irritated with this repetitive life.

After practicing so hard for so long, it cannot be said that there was no gain at all.

But when I think back on it today, I somehow feel that it was meaningless.

This life is a bit boring after all.

Why does Master want me to stay in this Taoist temple?

Xuan Yangzi shook his head, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down, but his strange desires were stirring.

My master asked me to guard this Taoist temple, I should listen to him and not leave my post just because I am bored. Xuan Yangzi clenched his fists and thought.

Without Xuan Yangzi noticing, the Dao heart deep in his spiritual consciousness began to become unstable.

Xuan Yangzi naturally respected Fairy Hong Ling very much. When he was young, he even had some inexplicable feelings for her.

However, after three hundred years, Xuan Yangzi has become more or less indifferent to it, and he thinks that his only feeling towards Fairy Hong Ling is gratitude to his teacher.

"This is also a form of cultivation. You have to be able to endure loneliness..."

Xuan Yangzi muttered to himself as he swept the fallen leaves aside, intending to turn around and throw them away.

at this time.

Outside the Taoist temple.

The two cultivators stepped on the white clouds and flew into the air, looking down from afar at the hilltop where the Crimson Changjing Taoist Temple was located.

One of them took out a picture from his pocket to compare, leaned down, and after confirming it again and again, he nodded and said:

"Yes, this is the place. Xuan Yangzi should have been guarding the Feihong Changjing Temple all along!"

"it is good."

The other person turned his head and looked at the crimson figure on the top of the mountain in surprise. He took a deep breath, drank, and shouted:

"Xuan Yangzi, come out quickly to receive the order!"

"Come out quickly to receive the order!"

"Come out and receive the order!"

"Accept the order!"

"..."

The lingering sound surrounds, the mountains and forests shake, and the birds fly and the beasts run.

The sound spread throughout the entire Taoist temple mountain, so there was no need to worry that the people inside would not hear it.

Soon, a sharp golden light flew out.

The two men looked alert, clenched their fists in their sleeves, and took a step back.

The golden light stopped in front of the two of them, and when it dissipated, a lone figure appeared.

This person wore a black cap on his head, carried a black and yellow sword on his back, and wore a flowing black and yellow Taoist robe.

The person who came was Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi looked around at the two of them with a cold gaze. He was very dissatisfied with their shouting just now. He slowly clasped his fists and asked:

"What can I do for you, both of you?"

"Xuan Yangzi, accept the order!"

One of them snorted coldly, took out a piece of gold from his sleeve, opened it, and read out:

"In compliance with the decree of the Heavenly Emperor, from today onwards, the land from the Huai River to the Eastern Pole all belongs to the Chaoyang Sect. All cultivators and their territories will be commanded by the Chaoyang Sect!"

Xuan Yangzi frowned, clenched his fists, and asked as if he didn't understand:

"What do you mean?"

Another person sneered:

"What I mean is that you, this mountain, and the Taoist temple you manage, all belong to our Chaoyang Sect!"

"Oh?"

Xuan Yangzi's eyes turned cold, he slowly put his hands behind his back, straightened his back and chest, and asked word by word:

"Sure?"

"Are you deaf?"

"I don't know Chaoyang Sect, nor do I know the Emperor of Heaven. Why do you want to take my Taoist temple?"

"So you don't want to obey?"

"Please give me a reason to obey."

"Humph."

One of them threw something out of his sleeve and said coldly, "Look what this is!"

The object in the sleeve was thrown out, turned into an arc, and fell in front of Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi stretched out his hand to take it, only to feel it was icy cold. When he looked at it carefully, he was shocked.

An arm!

The other party actually threw an arm towards him! ?

Xuan Yangzi grabbed the arm, raised his eyes doubtfully, and asked unkindly:

"What do you mean? Are you threatening me?"

"Take a closer look."

The two of them were not panicked at all, pointing at Xuan Yangzi and said:

"You should be able to recognize whose arm this is, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yangzi lowered his head in confusion and began to look carefully at the broken arm in his hand. Then his pupils shrank and his whole body began to tremble.

This arm is the front half of the human left arm.

The blood has dried, the arm is white, and the fingers are slender, so it should be a woman's arm.

The most eye-catching part is a red ribbon tied around the wrist, which is bright and eye-catching, contrasting with the white arm.

If the owner of the white arms were still alive, this red silk would definitely look exceptionally beautiful on her.

pity.

Now I don't see the beauty, only the broken arm and the broken body. This strand of red silk only adds to the misery.

"This is my senior sister's red ribbon."

Xuan Yangzi took a deep breath, quickly put the broken arm into his sleeve, suppressed his anger, looked up at the two of them, and asked in a low voice:

"What did you do to her?"

"You actually recognized him. It's true that we are close friends."

The two smiled at each other, turned to look at Xuan Yangzi, and explained coldly:

"Your senior sister, Fairy Jianxin, refused to obey the Chaoyang Sect, so she had a part of her arm chopped off as a punishment to serve as a warning to others!"

"impossible!"

Xuan Yangzi clenched his fist and said firmly:

"My senior sister is invincible in the world in sword cultivation. Five hundred years ago, she sealed the throat of the Sword God with one sword. There is no way she could be defeated by the likes of you!"