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Chapter 22 Back to the Mountain

The Linchuan King's fleet had just left Qiantang. It was late at night, and the two of them entered Qiantang Temple at night. The original master Ma Yiming had been promoted elsewhere. Kuquan took over as the master and became a ten general of talismans. He raised three or four masters under his command, and managed Qiantang Temple very prosperously.

"Dong, dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The knock on the door contained a strange rhythm. Kuquan suddenly looked up, and the momentary surprise was overwhelming. The unknown emotions in his chest beat violently twice, his body left the seat, and slowly sat back, let out a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "Come in!"

Seeing the two people coming in covering their faces with black robes, they were obviously not the one they were expecting. Kuquan's eyes showed uncovered disappointment and said, "Who are you?"

The man in front lifted his mask and said in a hoarse voice: "I've seen the young master!"

Kuquan recognized that this person was called Xuan Yu, who was the confidant around God. His voice became cold and he said, "Where is the ghost master?"

"The Ghost Master died in Jinling. This is the newly appointed ghost master from the Great God. I want us to follow the orders." Xuan Yu turned his head and bowed his head respectfully, as if he was very convinced of this ghost master.

There was still a person standing in the darkness that could not be illuminated in the room. He did not remove the cover, and his body was covered in cold and rotten death. If he had not looked carefully, he would have almost no way to find his existence.

Something happened to the Ghost Master!

He had never shown up this year, and Kuquan guessed the ending. He wanted to disrupt Jiangdong for six days, and everything he did was extremely dangerous. So what about the third rank? The general was inevitably killed in front of the formation. Since Du Mingyu started his army, many people died in the war. Kuquan was not surprised by the death of the ghost master. It was inevitable that he would die, but it was just a matter of time.

But Kuquan was still heartbroken. To him, the ghost master was closer to him than his master Ma Yiming, and more like a father than his biological father, God God. He taught him martial arts, taught him the principles of studying, and taught him the principles of being a human and doing things, and gave him insights and methods to explore the mysterious world. If it weren't for the ghost master, he would probably be just a small student in the Qiantang Temple in Yangzhou, Tianshidao, who spent his ordinary life in a daze, and could not touch another wonderful world.

"You? Ghost Master?"

Kuquan sneered: "You are the rats who hide their heads and tails, and they dare not show their true faces?"

Xuan Yu had never seen Kuquan's words so mean. He knew that he had angered on the new ghost master because of the death of the ghost master. He could not afford to offend both sides, so he pretended not to hear it and stood beside him like a wood.

The ghost master said lightly: "God of God and Sun Guan were seriously injured. Now Lan Liuxiang and Lu Tai joined forces to force the palace, so they summoned the young master back to Fengdu Mountain to take charge in case of an accident! The young master can look down on me, but what is more important? I should understand in my heart that if something happens to the great God, you can still hide in Qiantang Temple to seek immortals and ask questions? I don't have to teach you the little trick of killing the weeds, Lan Liuxiang will do it!"

The juvenile spring fell into a suffocating silence, and it took a while to say, "Where are the two Gods? What about the four Gods and the five Gods?"

"The second God returned to the sea in the year and injured Yuanqi because he went to Jiaojian. After returning to the mountain, he was breathless for several months and died without treatment. The fifth God's whereabouts were unpredictable after leaving Jinling. Only she contacted others. It was difficult for others to find her to climb the sky. As for the fourth God... It is said that in the past ten years, no one has seen him except the Great God. How could he appear at this time?" The ghost master's figure seemed strange and unpredictable in the swaying candlelight. His voice was low and his speaking speed was slow. He could not hear any emotional fluctuations. He said: "Ming Wu Tiangong and Qifei Tiangong need military advice. The Great God's injury is severe and difficult to deal with. The Yin Tiangong alone cannot be managed. If the young master is willing to go back, he can kill the Tiangong, and according to the hearts of the Sin Tiangong and Siyuan Tiangong, he must keep them neutral and not be deceived by Lan Liuxiang and others, and then divide them and transform them to resolve the current crisis."

Kuquan suddenly laughed and said, "I am an abandoned son, I have no prestige, and after I go back, I will only become your puppet. If I really solve this unsolvable crisis... I am afraid I will regard you as my respect within six days!"

Xuan Yu's eyelids twitched. The young master was wandering outside since childhood. Unexpectedly, he was very active and had a clear understanding of the world. The new ghost master has accumulated considerable prestige in six days in recent years, but for the first time, he was the Great God as the candidate for the ghost master. There were many people who were dissatisfied with the inside and outside. If he hadn't immediately proposed the genius idea of ​​inciting the court and the Heavenly Master to destroy Buddhism, and suppressing the opposition, it would have been difficult to settle down in this position.

If the young master can return to the mountain and uphold the orthodox, the two of them will join hands to collect Luo Sha, Si Yuan and Zhao will use the crime for their own sake, and then quell the Mingwu and Qifei rebellion, and everyone will return to their hearts. The Ghost Master will defeat the young master, but it will be a small task.

The six-day ghost master has a extraordinary status. Under the Great God and above the other gods, either Yunwen or Yunwu, are all one of the top figures in the world. The previous ghost master is ranked third, claiming to be a complete god and touching, without any sound. Even Lin Shuanghu, a second-grade little master, died in his handprint. Unfortunately, he was not lucky. He encountered the two hidden worlds, Xu You and Qingming, and was killed by Yin. Otherwise, even if the Great God was injured, Lan Liuxiang and Lu Tai would not dare to be so presumptuous.

"Presence is earned by ability, not rewarded by others, nor is it achieved by sitting in Qiantang Temple! As the only son of God, you are countless times higher than others at the beginning. If you can't take advantage of the situation, completely control your own destiny and be a puppet, it may be a pretty good ending."

This level of humiliation has almost zero lethality to Kuquan. He shook his head and said, "This reason alone cannot convince me to leave the Heavenly Master Dao where I grew up here and fight for my life with a person I have never known for... "

"Oh? Do you really don't want to know the truth about Ling Tang's death by the bandit?"

The cold light shone on the room. Kuquan pulled out the Taiyi Sanyuan Sword, his body was as fast as a rabbit, and he was slid on the neck of the ghost master. Xuan Yu wanted to stop him but did not dare, so he begged with a bitter face: "Young Master, you can't kill him! The ghost master was a man who had bathed in the five blood pools and gave him a spiritual seal. Anyone who was the six-day sect, who saw him, would be like seeing a god, and would not be disobedient!"

Kuquan stared at the ghost master and said word by word: "I dare to mention Xianci, I don't care whether you have entered the Five Blood Pools and are still immortal. You must take your life!"

"I don't know martial arts. You want to kill me, it's just a slight effort." The ghost master's appearance was hidden in his mask, and his black eyes seemed to reach the depths of the underworld, and there was no light. He stretched out his finger and pushed away the Taiyi Sanyuan Sword, turned around and left, and stopped when he arrived at the door, saying without looking back: "But I think you should think clearly whether you are willing to become the bitter spring that guards the incense day and night in Qiantang, or be the Shaodian for six days, it depends on your choice. I will only wait for you at the dock for half an hour. If you don't come in half an hour, the six-day affairs have nothing to do with you anymore, so hurry up and run away!"

The waning moon is like a knife, the cicadas are singing all over the trees, and the bitter spring leans against the door, looking up at the camphor tree in the yard, her beautiful face is painful, happy, and confused. Unconsciously, two lines of tears fall down her cheeks, and she whispers: "There are the willows, the sound of the cicadas are singing, and there are storms. There are storms and reeds are purged. It is like a boat flowing, without knowing where to go, and my heart is worried, and I don't have to wait to sleep..."

This is a poem in "The Book of Songs? Xiaobian", which describes the poet being expelled innocently and resenting his father. He was in great pain, but he also felt the pain of a bleak future. It is most in line with Kuquan's mood at this moment.

However, after thinking about it over and over again, no matter what the intention is, the Ghost Master's words make sense. If you refuse to go back to the mountain, once Lan Liuxiang succeeds in forcing the palace, he will be the first to kill him. What's more, his mother died tragically back then, and there was no chance before. Now the Ghost Master has given him a chance. If he doesn't go back for the six days to investigate clearly, how can he see his mother in the future?

In fact, he had no choice!

The breeze boat carrying the ghost master, Kuquan and Xuanyu had just left Qiantang at night, and the desks of the winter solstice had already put information about them on them. When will the ghost master and Xuanyu enter Qiantang Temple, when will Kuquan leave, and when will Kuquan go to the wharf, and where the breeze boat go, and the Wenyu Department arranged a six-person team to follow them. According to the highest level, information will be transmitted to the secret palace every two hours.

After reporting to Zhan Wenjun, Dong Zhe, he rushed to Wu County to meet Xu You. As soon as he arrived in Tianping Mountain, he was stopped outside the palace gate. Dong Zhe did not have any relevant signs. The guard refused her to enter on the grounds that the mansion was holding a welcome banquet. When he was arguing, he met Zuo Qiu Sijin, who was leading troops to patrol. She was wearing red military uniforms and was heroic and did not let the beards go over to show off: "When will the sister come?" He was still waiting to be scolded by the guard, Dong Zhe smiled and said, "I just arrived and I have something urgent to find Xiaolang. This guard is just performing his duties and is rewarded but not punished. Sister, don't blame him!"

Zuo Qiu Sijin didn't want to say anything more, and ordered the guards to say, "In the future, as long as the person from Qiantang Xu Mansion is reported in time, you must not delay it. Do you understand?"

The guard responded with timid response. Zuo Qiu Si's face cleared slightly, and he held the hand of the Winter Solstice and said, "Mr. Lang is talking to His Highness. It's not easy to disturb him at this time. My sister will follow me first, look for an opportunity and then call Mr. Lang. "

The houses at the foot of Tianping Mountain are no longer named Linchuan Prince Mansion, but are officially named Tianping Mansion. The buildings in the mansion are distributed in a step-like manner, from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, the walls are faintly among the radish, and the houses are winding at the end of the wood. The pavilions are far away, and the eyes are all the same; the bamboo docks are looking for secluded, and the mind is intoxicated. The pavilions are tall and cool, and the windows are empty; the vast ocean is covered with thousands of acres, and the fragrance of the four seasons is gathered. The distant peaks are filled with scenery, and the purple and green clouds are truly beautiful.

The place where the banquet is being held is Lanxuelo, located on Changyun Peak on the eastern foot of Tianping Mountain, standing by the cliff, standing by the wind, the water of Zhenze Lake is rippling, and you can see it in your eyes.

The building was very lively, with celebrities gathering, mostly four clans and various geniuses with nepotism. Since An Xiulin arrived in Wu County, he was about to raise an army and keep the secrets no longer so important. Letting him meet these supporters who are basically already in his heart will be of great benefit to his future sincerity and unity.

Upon the fifth floor, which is the top floor, Zuo Qiu Sijin pulled a waiter and whispered. After he went in, he whispered to Qingming. After a while, Xu You took advantage of the dressing and urinated and went to the edge of the cliff outside the building. The Winter Solstice reported information and said with a smile: "I have been watching Qiantang for three years and finally caught a big fish."

Xu You remembered the days when he dated Kuquan. This beautiful young senior brother was as gentle as a woman. He was peaceful by nature, had no dispute with the world, studied Taoism carefully, and had great achievements. The two could have become good friends, but unfortunately Xu You was not the real Lin Tong, and he was not as simple as Kuquan. Things in the world were unpredictable, so what could they do?

"Tell Li Mu that without disturbing the other party, Wenyushi will do anything to completely understand the location of Fengdu Mountain for six days!"
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