Chapter 4 Niu Youdao (Qingbaimeng, Jiageng)

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Luo Yuangong took the token of the head of the sect with both hands, expressing due respect, looking at Tang Susu and Su Po when returning to his seat, he couldn't help sighing.

There is no way, Tang Mu at this time is not afraid of any pressure at all, even if everyone in the sect opposes it, it is useless. Designating the heir to the head is the power given to the head by the rules. Tang Mu insisted on playing like this before he died, who played? beat him?

"Remember, after I die, I will keep my funeral secret, otherwise it will easily bring disaster to the Qingzong!" Tang Mu issued another will in public.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what it meant? The elders met with worried eyes, as if they had noticed something.

After a while, the other inner disciples dispersed, leaving only three elders in the hall, along with Tang Yi and Wei Duo.

At this time, the elder Luo Yuangong asked in a deep voice: "Sect Leader, you and Dong Guo Haoran led the disciples away successively, and now you have come back injured like this, what happened and who injured you?"

Tang Mu stiffened there and said calmly: "I'm out of energy, if you have any questions, you can ask the younger brother after he takes over the head of the sect."

Tang Susu said with a cold face: "Recently there are rumors outside that Shang Jing has reappeared in the world. Could it be that the head and Dong Guo Haoran did this because they robbed Shang Jing?"

When the thing 'Shang Jing' was mentioned, all the people present were moved and stared at Tang Mu's reaction.

It's really that the 'Shang Jing' thing has too much background. Although the world today has seven heroes standing side by side, in the end it is still based on Wu Kingdom. Back then, Shang Song, the number one master in the practice world, could have lived a happy life, but somehow he suddenly got involved in mundane affairs on a whim, and tried his best to unify the world, established Wu Kingdom, and himself became the emperor of Wu Kingdom, and has been suppressing the world's monks. The euphemistic name is to prevent monks from competing for profit with mortals. Later, in order to seek longevity, Shang Song violated his original intention and poked a hole in the sky, causing a large amount of spiritual energy to leak in from the sky, making it difficult for the practice world to flourish. Shang Song's wife, Queen Lige of Wu, did not forget her original intention, so she repaired the sky, but the couple disappeared.

After the couple disappeared, the hundreds of vassal states that divided the world could no longer be suppressed, and the vassals started a war that has continued to this day.

Legend has it that Shang Song refined a set of eight magic weapons. Shang Song Po Tian and Li Ge Bu Tian relied on this treasure. The state of Wu collapsed, the artifacts flowed out, and the eight treasures were also kept circulating among the vassal states. With the continuous annexation of small countries, the world finally formed a situation of the top eight separatists, and the eight treasures were also mastered by the eight countries, and they were regarded as the artifacts of the country by all countries. And this 'Shang Jing' is the state-defending artifact in the hands of the Qin State. It is rumored that the 'Shang Jing' is the introduction of the heaven-breaking and sky-replenishing magic weapons, and is the first of the eight treasures. Therefore, monks are attracted to intervene and the Qin State is destroyed. When the state of Qin collapsed, the whereabouts of "Shang Jing" was unknown, and all forces could not find it.

The crux of the problem is that it is rumored that Queen Wu did not complete the sky when she left the song to mend the sky, and there are still gaps. Some people think that this is related to the fact that there are too many monks in the world. If there are too many monks, they will inevitably compete with the people for profit. They think that the monks continue to intervene in common affairs and cause continuous wars in the world. Therefore, some people want to gather eight magic weapons to fill the loopholes in the sky and cut off the source of spiritual energy. In this way, he naturally offended the monks all over the world, and Shang Jianbo, the great Sima Ning king of Yan State, was a representative of them.

However, some unworthy disciples of Shang Qingzong flirted with Ning Wang Shang Jianbo, such as Dong Guo Haoran.

Recently, it was rumored that "Shang Jing" had reappeared in the sky, and Tang Mu and Dong Guo Haoran ran out with their disciples at this time. They didn't know what they were doing, and they made such a fuss. It is difficult to relate.

How many sects of practice stand behind a country? However, Shang Jing is something that can bring about the disaster of destroying the country. If Shang Qingzong gets involved in this thing, can people not be worried? The Shangqing sect is no longer the Shangqing sect in its early prosperity. It has long since declined and cannot withstand the storm.

Tang Mu slowly closed his eyes, "You guys are overthinking, it's just because you were attacked by an unknown person."

A few people could see that Tang Mu didn't want to tell the truth at all. He was like this, he would fall down at any time, and no one could force him...

At dawn the next day, the temple door creaked open, and one eye slipped out of the door a few times.

The door was gradually opened, and Master Dao poked his head out to look around.

When the door opened again, Master Dao leaned his feet and leaned out slightly, and stepped down on tiptoe, not daring to make a sound, and continued to observe the movement outside. He went outside and walked around the small temple, listening with his ears up, watching with his eyes open, and carefully observing his surroundings.

It seems that it is the middle of winter, it is freezing outside, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow.

Throwing a few stones everywhere to explore the way, but there was no response. After finding that there was no danger at all, Daoist Fang, who was standing on the hillside outside the temple, relaxed and straightened his vigilant body. He picked up the polished bronze mirror, sighed and looked at his face left and right.

Stuffing the mirror back into his arms, he saw the creek at the foot of the mountain, and ran down the mountain in a hurry. When I got to the stream, I jumped onto a stone in the stream, looked at my own reflection reflected in the stream, and said, "Oh!" Another long sigh.

I looked in the mirror in the temple with the light from the outside before, and combined with my current situation, I almost understood why the old man called him little brother. It was right to call him little brother. He was really a little brother. Little boy.

Slowly squatting on the rock, staring at the clear stream and feeling sorry for myself for a while, my stomach growled and I was hungry.

No matter what relationship this young man has with him, he really bears the feeling of being hungry. He got up and looked around, trying to find something to eat.

Inadvertently saw signs of cooking smoke rising from the mountain, jumped over the stream, found a wild path that seemed to be leading there, and kept vigilantly touching it along the way.

I climbed over the mountain and hid behind a big tree to observe, and saw a village.

The village looked a bit messy, as if it had been burned, many women and children were crying, and the villagers were cleaning up the messy village.

Daoist looked at his attire. The big toe was turned up from the hole in the dirty linen shoes. It was a bit horrible, but it matched the villagers' attire, which gave him the confidence to show up and walk out with Feeling guilty, I walked towards the village.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw a woman with disheveled hair running over, hugged him crying and howling, "Brother Dao, you are still alive, and you should be harmed by those soldiers who killed thousands of knives..."

An hour later, Daoist understood that this village was ransacked by rebels yesterday, and some people were killed or injured. He probably appeared in the ruined temple because he was avoiding rebels.

The smoke was extinguished, and the half-fed men in the village began to go into the mountains to find food. The main task was to dig some root plants or hunt some wild animals for the villagers to survive this winter. As for all the food in the village was looted by the soldiers and bandits, the little food just now was hidden by someone's family and was not discovered by the soldiers and bandits. A little food was temporarily provided to the men who had to do physical work, and the old and weak women and children had to endure hunger and continue to clean up the messy village until the men went to the mountains to find food.

Among the men looking for food, Master Dao also became one of them in a daze, and the young boy was also used as a man.

Now he is not called Daoye, but his real name in this village is Niu Youdao. I don't know if it is time and fate, and it fits his title of "Daoye".

Niu Youdao is Niu Youdao, Dao Lord doesn't care, he doesn't know why he became Niu Youdao in a daze.

Although he was surprised by this kind of miracle, it was not too difficult to accept. People like him with a background in 'archaeology' have seen a lot of things behind the dead, and strange things are not uncommon. He has also seen a lot of ancient books and legends about this kind of thing where the soul resides in the body. Others regard it as superstition. However, he has always had an attitude of believing or not. After confirming his situation, he has a good mentality and can accept it calmly.

In short, he is not an ignorant person here, he has a reasonable identity, and the Dao master himself has decided, so let's call him Niu Youdao.

The task of finding food nearby is left to the teenagers, while the more adventurous travels are left to the adults.

Under the pretense of looking for food, Niu Youdao ran away and went back to the ruined temple instead of looking for food.

He tore off a rag hanging in the temple, wrapped the old man's body, carried it down the mountain, and came to the river that the old man had mentioned.

I got into the bamboo forest and waved a hatchet to knock down some bamboos, trimmed off the branches and leaves, cut the lengths, found dead vines and other things to soak in water, and fabricated a fairly solid three-layer bamboo raft, which was spacious, spacious and stable. Based on his life experience, fabricating bamboo rafts is very simple and does not take much effort.

The bottom of the bamboo tube was used as a roller, and the woven bamboo raft was pushed into the water with a bang. The old man's body was placed on it, and a pile of dry firewood was collected and piled on it. A large flat stone was found by the small river and placed on the bamboo raft.

A simple oar, a bamboo pole, and a bamboo raft were brought together, and the hoe brought from the village was also thrown on it.

Cut off the tied dead vines with one knife, prop the penny on the shore, and the bamboo raft carries people away from the shore.

Supporting the bamboo rafts, taking advantage of the direction of the water, slowly swinging away from the blue waves.

As for why he didn't stay and rebuild their homes with the villagers, first of all, he had no feelings for these villagers, and these villagers nested in the mountain nest had no knowledge. Not sure. He didn't want to stay here to farm, he was very curious about the world here, and even more curious about what Dong Guo Haoran, who had a terrifyingly deep internal energy, said about the Shangqing sect. When he was a Daoist, he liked this kind of cultivation. He often searched for similar classics from ancient tombs, and had a strong desire to go to the Qingzong to see it.

Secondly, this ghostly place is often ransacked by bandit soldiers. My young family members have already been harmed by those bandit soldiers.

I didn't want to stay for a long time, so I left as soon as I was unfamiliar with the people in the village. I was afraid that it would be difficult to part with the villagers after staying for a long time, so I left quietly.

The grace of a meal will be repaid in the future, even though it is not even half full.

The reason why he brought Dong Guo Haoran's body was because he felt that it would be safer to bring more evidence to the Shang Qingzong. Does it also appear to be more sincere?

It's freezing cold, he thinks it's okay to keep it fresh, and it's not troublesome to carry it.

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