"Speaking of which, some of the words left by the owner of this house are quite interesting."
"for example?"
"The text he left behind actually said that Pangu the Great created the universe and then created reincarnation, so he defined yin and yang in this world, and the six paths began to rotate. But according to the understanding of us ordinary people, the six paths of reincarnation are born with the universe and have existed since the beginning. I don't know whether the owner of this old house is talking nonsense and making far-fetched claims, or whether what ordinary cultivators like me know is all wrong..."
"Did Brother Xie think of something from this?"
"Pigs and sheep sit on the kang, and relatives are cooked in the pot. This verse is an extreme expression of the 'absurdity' of reincarnation. Relatives in the previous life may be food in this life; friends in this life may not be stupid animals in the previous life. If there is no reincarnation in this universe, after careful consideration, the existence of reincarnation today is indeed a bit strange."
"… "
Although Jianchou and Xie Buchen had a grudge against each other, when they both knew that they could not take revenge at this moment, they treated each other without any murderous intent, but rather with a friendly look.
Because of their considerable knowledge, they were even able to say a few words.
As they walked along the street out of the courtyard, they chatted a little about what they had seen and heard in the old house.
But when it came to this, Jianchou finally stopped and looked at him.
Only she herself knew that the reason she entered the City of the Dead and stepped into the door of the old house today was because she wanted to read every word written by the owner of the old house, especially the origin of the world, Pangu the Great, and the creation of reincarnation.
Although she remembered every word of it, she was always afraid that she had missed something.
Memories are never as real as physical books.
Jianchou knew that she would not remember a single word wrong, but she still wanted to sit down, read the book, and think about it carefully.
Unexpectedly, I saw Xie Buchen before I even entered the door. After a period of false flattery, we told each other a lot of nonsense that we didn't believe and guessed the other party wouldn't believe either. As a result, I lost the chance to flip through the pile of books.
Once she really shows something, it will inevitably arouse Xie Buchen's suspicion.
Originally, arousing his suspicion was not a big deal, but Jianchou could not forget the shock he felt when he pushed open the door and suddenly saw him. He would not allow himself to make the slightest possible mistake on such a crucial issue.
So although she looked calm on the way out, she was secretly unhappy because she had not achieved her purpose of coming to the old house.
What Xie Buchen just said happened to mention this point.
Her eyes were calm and deep, as if beneath the clearness there were still several deep currents flowing. At the end she smiled: "Why do I feel that every word and sentence of Brother Xie Daoist is meaningful?"
"It was just a random thought."
Talking to a smart person is the easiest thing to do, especially when you are in the same boat with him. Xie Buchen was not nervous at all because of the questioning, and walked forward steadily as usual.
"After all, I saw you go against the crowd the other day, and I was really curious."
At that time, why didn't Jianchou, who was a disciple of Yashan, stay
Not only did he not join the others in taking action, but he also left.
There probably weren't many people who noticed this detail at that moment, but Xie Buchen was definitely one of the few.
Jianchou did not answer.
Xie Buchen didn't know whether he had good intentions or was harboring evil intentions. He only reminded her lightly: "Being independent is not tolerated by the world. A wise man should think twice before acting in the world."
This time Jianchou smiled, his eyebrows curved, revealing a kind look: "I can't escape the road I should take, thank you for your advice. But Jianchou also has a piece of advice for you, if it's not yours, you can't force it. Even if you want to force it, you have to consider your own ability."
"… "
Xie Buchen's footsteps finally stopped.
The two people's eyes met at this moment.
There was a turbulent undercurrent in each other's eyes that only the two of them could estimate.
Xie Buchen was not sure whether Jianchou's words, especially the second half, were meant to test him.
But no matter whether it is true or not, there shouldn't be any flaws revealed.
After their eyes met for a moment, he withdrew his gaze and smiled: "Do what you can. Xie should listen to the words of fellow Daoist Jianchou and force it when necessary."
interesting!
It's really interesting.
Jianchou really felt that countless hidden blades had passed between her and Xie Buchen in just a few words. Occasionally, she could even smell a hint of cold murderous intent from the gaps in their gentle voices.
But that’s all.
The more temptations you have, the more you expose yourself.
The two men said nothing more and walked forward through two streets. As luck would have it, they ran into Fudao Shanren, Hengxu Zhenren and their group of powerful monks who had just entered the City of the Dead.
They all came to visit the Fairy in the Mist.
It seems that this powerful person hidden in the City of the Dead, who is not under the influence of the Eight Directions Yama Palace, and is very likely the real Master Bu Yu, the Nineteen Continents will never pretend that they don't know about it.
Now that we have conquered the city, I should come and visit you.
In addition to the two giants, Zhenren Hengxu and Hermit Fudao, the powerful men from other sects were all there. Even Qu Zhengfeng was walking among them. Fu Chaosheng, whom Jianchou had met in front of the residence, stood beside Hermit Fudao.
When they saw Jianchou and Xie Buchen, everyone was stunned.
The rumor in the Nineteenth Continent was that the relationship between the two of them was very unharmonious, and those present were all powerful, so they knew that the rumor was not groundless. Seeing that the two of them seemed to have come from the same path, they all felt suspicious.
Fu Chaosheng looked at him without any reaction.
Qu Zhengfeng raised his eyebrows instantly, as if he found this scene interesting.
But no one asked.
When Master Hengxu saw them, he also took a second look, but now there were so many people present and he wanted to visit the Immortal in the Mist, so he said directly: "You two have come at the right time. Junior-Martial Brother Yashan Jianchou has visited this Immortal in the Mist before, so just come with the others."
"yes."
Jianchou was of course displeased with the old man Kunwu, but he did not refute the suggestion made by the other party at this moment. He responded and stood behind Fudaoshanren consciously, shoulder to shoulder with Fu Chaosheng.
Fu Chaosheng looked at her.
Jianchou looked back at him, smiled, but said nothing.
Jianchou had already told all the great masters about the Immortal in the Mist. When she first entered the Extreme Domain not long ago, she had asked the Big Head Ghost and the Small Head Ghost to send her thanks and invitation to this old alley, but she had not received a reply for a long time.
The Fairy in the Mist still lives here, but no one knows where he stands.
As they walked along, Fudao Shanren and Hengxu Zhenren did not say a word, and the others also looked relaxed, and soon they arrived at the entrance of the dilapidated old alley.
The dust on the ground didn't move at all.
There are also three lines of footprints printed on it.
Two lines were small and fast, going back and forth. Jianchou guessed that they were left behind by the big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost when they first came; but one line was flat and steady, going out without returning. She raised her eyebrows slightly and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.
After the Big-Head Ghost and the Little Ghost, someone actually visited the Fairy in the Mist
and…
Judging from the footprints, this person has not left after visiting the Fairy in the Mist, or has not been able to leave.
Several powerful people also saw it, but no one cared.
Led by Zhenren Hengxu, they crossed the dilapidated walls and rotten wood that lay all over the ground and finally arrived at the two dilapidated doors at the end of the alley.
The door was ajar, and there seemed to be the sound of chess pieces falling from inside.
Holding a whisk in his hand, Master Hengxu led everyone to bow towards the door and said, "Hengxu brought along the cultivators from the northern, central and southern regions of the Nineteen Continents to visit you, Senior. I hope you'll take the time to meet me."
There was no response from inside the door.
Fudao Shanren was the only one who stood without saluting. He sneered at this moment, knocked the nine-section bamboo in his hand to the ground, and cursed without any courtesy: "You old immortal can't ascend to heaven, and you dare to do this to the end!"
Everyone, including Jianchou, blinked their eyes when they heard this.
Who doesn’t know that this fairy in the fog might be the silent master of the past
He was a powerful being who once dominated the sea of stars, killed countless people, and even comprehended the "Nine-Bend River Map". He successfully ascended to heaven, or was just one step away from successfully ascending to heaven!
Even if he is not an immortal enough, his realm is at least higher than all of them!
Fudaoshanren actually started cursing!
this…
Isn't this a bit too bold
For a moment, everyone was worried that the person inside would have a fit, but unexpectedly, there was silence for a moment, and soon a calm voice came: "Please come in."
Please, come in
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze also moved slightly, and he glanced at Fudaoshanren beside him.
Perhaps the only one who was not surprised was Fudaoshan himself.
He snorted, held the nine-section bamboo in his hand calmly, went up to push open the two broken doors, and walked in: "When the old witch gave you the river map, I thought you were a rare genius, but I didn't expect you to be just so-so."
The Fairy in the Mist, or the Silent Master, sat quietly in the house.
The dilapidated house was filled with various stone carvings, with debris covering the floor and many blunt carving knives.
In the corner stood a stone chessboard.
Black and white stones were placed randomly on the surface, and it turned out that two people were playing chess.
When Fudao Shanren walked in, he discovered that there was not only the old and frail Master Buyu in the room, who looked nothing like he used to be, but also a young ghost cultivator sitting opposite him.
He was wearing an official robe that was dark purple, almost black, and had his hair tied up with a silver crown. His eyebrows were like ink paintings and his sideburns were like knife-cut hair. He was a good-looking young man.
But his expression was dull and a little cold.
He was holding a chess piece in his hand, which fell on the chessboard, making the same sound they had heard outside before.
Fudao Shanren didn't recognize him, but Jianchou, who was standing outside the door and had not yet entered, recognized him as Zhang Tang at first sight!
At this moment, I was really surprised.
How come he is here
With so many people coming from outside, and Zhenren Hengxu and Hermit Fudao talking one after another, Zhang Tang would not be unaware of the visitors.
After he made his move, he raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side.
The old man in a grey robe had wrinkles on his face that looked like they were carved by a knife, hanging on his forehead and the corners of his eyes. Hearing Fudaoshan's rude words, he showed no anger on his face. He just opened his somewhat cloudy eyes and looked at Fudao who had already walked into the house.
The pace of time is really too fast.
Even if the monks have methods to maintain their youth and possess extremely long lifespans, when put into the long river of time, they are just an insignificant and helpless drop of water.
Everyone is different now.
There was a moment of extreme silence in the dilapidated house.
The "Fairy in the Mist", who was suspected to be the Silent Master, looked at the group of "uninvited guests" without saying a word. The "uninvited guests" inside and outside the house suddenly did not dare to break the silence.
It seems inappropriate to have other people around in this situation.
Zhang Tang took a look, put down the chess piece, stood up and walked out.
Several powerful men were inevitably curious about his identity, but since they saw him playing chess with Master Buyu, they didn't stop him, let alone ask a question.
Jianchou looked inside the house, hesitated for a moment, and followed him out silently.
Zhang Tang walked out of the alley.
When they reached the entrance of the alley, they stopped.
He turned sideways and raised his eyelids, and saw Jianchou walking out behind him.
Jianchou's frown had not yet relaxed, and he was extremely puzzled: "Didn't Lord Zhang say that he would return to Bafang City? How come he appeared in Wangsi City again?"
"You have used the Lingjue I gave you to close the watchtower, break through the gate of hell, and conquer the city of the dead. The name of the plague god of ghosts has spread even more loudly than before. I am still staying in Bafang City. Do I want to be investigated thoroughly and skinned alive by the kings of hell?"
There was the usual harshness in his voice.
Zhang Tang put his hands in his sleeves and looked at her indifferently.
"… "
Jianchou was speechless.
It seems to be reasonable and irrefutable.
but…
"Then why did you dare to act as if nothing had happened after you killed Queen Chu Jiang? You were not afraid of being found out by the Lords of Hell above, and you went straight back to Bafang City?"
Zhang Tang had a cold face, and a sneer appeared on his face: "The King of Chujiang was killed by the order of King Qinguang. I am just following orders. What can go wrong?"
"Prince Qin Guang gave the order?!"
Zhang Tang said it calmly, but to Jianchou it sounded like a thunderclap!
She looked at Zhang Tang with disbelief. Many thoughts suddenly popped up in her mind, but they were all messy and could not be sorted out for a while.
"Master Zhang, what you said—"
"I don't know anything else."
Zhang Tang didn't even wait for Jianchou to finish the rest of her words. He just threw out a statement of refusal to cooperate, blocked her mouth, and turned away.
Seeing sorrow makes me angry.
I haven’t even finished talking yet!
"May I ask what you are going to do next—"
Zhang Tang did not give him the slightest bit of face, and without even turning his head, he interrupted again: "Civil servant, do not get involved in such fighting and killing. I have left this pirate ship, and from now on, do not interfere with anything that is not related to promotion!"
Isn’t this too realistic
You've already reached the world of cultivation, but you're still so obsessed with power!
At this moment, a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. Jianchou was unwilling to accept this: "Then can you ask why that 'ghost-seeing sorrow' and 'plague god' are called this?"
"… "
The forward steps suddenly stopped.
Zhang Tang, who originally didn't want to pay any attention to her, actually turned around, and his cold and stern face was still as unkind as before.
At this moment, Jianchou felt a chill down his spine.
Zhang Tang said coldly: "I advise you to shut up immediately—"
"Why?"
She asked subconsciously.
Zhang Tang looked at her indifferently and said calmly, "Because of the dispute over the tripod that year, I also bet on you to win."