Chapter 7 Peach Blossom Spring

Seeing that his death was imminent, under the stimulus of the critical moment, a familiar burning sensation reappeared, and a bloody rune suddenly rushed out of his head, and instantly hit Tang Susu's palm force head-on.

boom! There was a loud noise, and the strong wind blew everywhere, uprooting the chaotic grass all around and flying away. Niu Youdao rolled backward several times in a jolt, before hitting the foot of the hillside before stopping.

The roar of the strong wind died down, and the fluttering grass fell to the ground.

"Amulet of Dharma transmission!" Luo Yuangong and Su Poqi muttered, looked at each other again, and then looked at Tang Susu who was stunned.

Tang Susu's face became gloomy, and he had no intention of doing anything again.

Dharma-inheriting amulet is a unique skill of the Qing sect, only inner disciples can practice it, but not everyone can practice it, only those who have considerable attainments such as fighting methods can practice it. Another point is that generally no one will practice this technique, because it is useless to oneself, it is purely a technique that consumes one's own cultivation to perfect others, and the attempt in the process of cultivation will consume a lot of cultivation, and the gain outweighs the loss.

At present, only Dong Guo Haoran knows this in the Shang Qing sect, even the elders such as Luo Yuangong don't know it. This also means that Dong Guo Haoran is indeed extraordinary in formation skills.

Seeing that Niu Youdao had the "Amulet of Passing the Dharma" of the Qing Dynasty, it is needless to say whether Niu Youdao is Dongguo Haoran's disciple. The law cannot be used.

Niu Youdao shook his bewildered head, slowly got up, stroked his chest and smoothed his breath, looked around at the complicated eyes staring at him, and had the urge to be furious, especially wanting to scold Tang Susu for being a bloody sprayer.

In the end, it was because the old woman was too fierce, a word of disagreement was a killer move, and she could kill herself with just a single palm. The hero had no choice but to bear it, and had to find a way to pass this level. After thinking for a while, without saying anything, he walked back to Dong Guo Haoran's body, pulled up the tattered curtain and covered it again, pulled up the rattan rope and hung it on his shoulders, lifted the stretcher, and dragged it back.

What's the meaning? Everyone was stunned.

After realizing that he was leaving here, Su Po stepped out, stopped Niu Youdao, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Niu You said: "I'm sorry to bother you, I may have found the wrong place." After that, he dragged the stretcher around him again, rustling through the weeds and thorns and continued on his way.

Everyone felt a wave of childishness, which was understandable, after all, they were young people who hadn't grown up yet.

Su Po glanced at Tang Susu, then tilted his head to signal for an apology.

Tang Susu turned her head aside, her expression was indifferent and cold, and she didn't mean to make an apology.

Su Po had no choice but to dodge to stop Niu Youdao again, and sighed: "It was a misunderstanding just now, you did not look for the wrong place."

"I found the wrong one. I want to take the master home." Niu Youdao insisted on his own opinion and dragged the stretcher around him again.

These stubborn words made people inexplicably feel a sense of sadness. Not far away, Tang Yi, who looked like a fairy, couldn't bear it, and hesitated to speak, but the elders of the sect were here, and it was not her turn to make any decisions.

Su Po stretched out his hand and pressed Niu Youdao's shoulder, making it difficult for Niu Youdao to move. He persuaded him gently: "That's right, this is Shang Qingzong, come with us!" He took off Niu Youdao's shoulder stretcher.

Niu Youdao stuffed his hands into the left and right sleeves and hugged him in front of his chest. He was wearing a ragged padded jacket, his toes were exposed, and he smelled like fish. He had a bamboo tube hanging from his waist and a hatchet attached to it. He was so dirty that he didn't know it. He also looked up at the sky with a stinky face, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Is this because I don't know how ugly I am? Su Po didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he beckoned, and two disciples came over and grabbed Niu Youdao's arms.

"What do you want to do?" Niu Youdao looked around and screamed again and again.

The two disciples ignored him, carried him to the forest, and left directly.

Su Po then recruited two more disciples to carry away Dong Guo Haoran's body.

After letting the other disciples retreat, there were only three elders left on the scene. At this moment, Luo Yuangong said to Tang Susu: "Junior Sister, what you did just now was a bit too much."

Tang Susu said coldly: "This kid is obviously talking nonsense, and I don't know who sent the spies."

Luo Yuangong: "How to explain the amulet of teaching the Dharma?"

Tang Susu pricked his neck and argued: "Do you listen to his conversation, does it look like a villager in the mountains?"

Luo Yuangong: "This can be verified slowly, so that you don't rush to kill without listening to the explanation. Are you afraid that he will become the head of the Qing sect?"

Tang Susu avoided his gaze, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Second Senior Brother, you are thinking too much, Dong Guo Haoran has many disciples, and no one can take the turn of the master."

Luo Yuangong shook his head lightly: "Dong Guo led his disciples out together, and now only one body has come back, which may be similar to Tang Mu's situation, but if there is a survivor, Dong Guo will not place a Dharma transmission amulet on an outsider. It's also not the boy's turn to bring his body back, I'm afraid it's because there is no other way, I don't believe you don't know what to do."

Tang Susu pointed in the direction of Shangqingzong, and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, according to the rules of the school, is the brother planning to let this unknown boy take charge of Shangqingzong?"

Luo Yuangong shouted in a deep voice: "Then you shouldn't do this, do you think other disciples are fools? You think everyone can't see your intention? Why did Tang Mu recruit all the inner disciples to be witnesses before he died? No Just to prevent someone from tampering with his will? What do you think everyone will think if you do this? Can you bear the charge of murdering the leader? Even if someone else becomes the leader at that time, how can you convince the public? Do you want Shang Qingzong to leave behind the source of civil strife? Stupid!"

Tang Susu sullenly, speechless...

In the hot spring in the mountains, Niu Youdao squinted his eyes with a relaxed expression on his face, recalling the experience of these days in his mind, it felt like a dream. A few days ago, he was still in the mysterious tomb palace, and he ran to this world in a blink of an eye. When I got here, the road ahead was still a mess, I didn't know anything, and I didn't know what else was waiting for me.

His thoughts returned to the detailed questions and answers before the bath, and he sorted it out carefully. He felt that there should be no flaws, so he was relieved.

When he came out of the valley after taking a bath, he had already washed up and changed into Qingzong's gray gown, and his long hair was casually pulled into a ponytail behind his head.

The key is that I have never had such long hair before, and I have never done it in a bun, so I don't know how to do it.

The three sword-carrying disciples outside the valley were waiting for him. Niu Youdao had contacted them before. The leading man named Song Yanqing, with a proud face and a long face, was named Song Yanqing, and the other two were named Chen Guishuo and Xu Yitian. , the latter two seemed to be quite flattering to that Song Yanqing, senior brother and so on, shouting affectionately.

All three of them were sent by the Qing sect to guard Niu Youdao.

Seeing Niu Youdao coming out, they seemed to be surprised, and couldn't help but look up and down a few more times.

In short, people need clothes, horses need saddles, Niu Youdao's physical body is not bad, coupled with the inner nature of the Taoist, the dirty mountain village boy is a bit more elegant and free and easy.

Walking up to the three of them, Niu Youdao tugged at the new clothes on his body, and asked: "Can you tell me, I want to see the head!"

This was already the first time he had asked to see Tang Mu, the head of the house, and Dong Guo Haoran hadn't finished what he had told him.

Disdain flashed in Song Yanqing's eyes, "Is the master the one you can see whenever you want? Be honest and come with us."

"Let's go!" Chen Guishuo and Xu Yitian both stretched out their hands and pushed Niu Youdao's back.

Niu Youdao, who was being pushed, didn't know how he had offended these three people. Anyway, he didn't have a good face or good words for him from the beginning.

Sandwiched in the middle by three people, all the way to the foot of a steep cliff, winding up along the zigzag stone steps. Walking halfway up the mountain, Niu Youdao was attracted by the magnificent buildings on the opposite cliff. Judging from the specifications of the surrounding buildings, it must be the important place of the Shangqing sect.

Climbing to the top, I saw a quiet and simple courtyard. On the edge of the cliff outside the courtyard, an old peach tree had strong roots and branches, and the branches were clustered in pink, shining like clouds. The peach blossoms are so beautiful, Niu Youdao was attracted again, he exclaimed in surprise, "How can peach blossoms bloom in this season?"

Chen Guishuo, who was following behind him, chuckled, "Haven't you seen it? This peach tree has been growing for more than a thousand years. It was already mature, but was cut off by the patriarch who came here to establish the sect. Standing in this ordinary way. In the early years, the peach tree would still bloom and fade, but after the wisdom root was cut off, the flowers would not bloom. For hundreds of years, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it will always be as bright as a rosy cloud, like a corolla canopy. It is a spectacle of the Qing Dynasty. .”

Niu Youdao was amazed when he heard the words, but Song Yanqing snorted, "What are you talking about with him?"

Chen Guishuo showed embarrassment and shut up.

When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Niu Youdao looked up, and saw three vigorous characters engraved on the lintel, "Peach Blossom Spring!"

Song Yanqing stopped at the door, pouted and said, "This is Master Dong Guo's place of cultivation, you will live here for the time being, and don't run around without permission, or your legs will be broken, do you understand?"

Niu Youdao frowned and said, "Master asked me to meet the master before he died..."

"Go in!" Xu Yitian grabbed him by the collar, almost threw him in, and then closed the door.

Niu Youdao, who almost fell and managed to stabilize himself, was a little annoyed. He rushed to the door and tore it open. He said angrily, "What do you mean, take me as a prisoner?"

Song Yanqing turned around to look, and said with a sneer, "Don't make trouble. If you accidentally slipped and fell off the cliff, no one will complain for you." The threat in the words was very strong, not only threats, but also actual actions. over here.

"The weather is good!" Niu Youdao looked up at the sky, boom! He closed the door smoothly.

The man behind the door showed murderous intent, and people in the previous life called him Daoye, and the word "Daoye" is not a vegetarian in Jianghu.

"Haha! You're quite sensible..." There were three people laughing outside the door.

Taking a deep breath, Niu Youdao quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, calmed down quickly, and forced himself to change into an appreciative mood, ignoring the ridicule outside. I strolled with my hands behind my back and looked at the courtyard, and found that the courtyard with the cornices of the cloister is simple, quiet and elegant, very good, it is a rare and quiet place, and my mood also calmed down.

In the middle of the courtyard is a huge tree, surrounded by an altar. There is a bracket on the altar, and a long sword is horizontally placed on the bracket.

Niu Youdao walked up, grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out gently, the cold light gradually came out of the sheath, he waved the sword casually, and held it in front of his eyes again, looking at the figure in the sword, he muttered to himself, "The mountain is high, the road is far away, the pit is deep, and the three-foot green Feng, still in the Peach Blossom Spring!"