Shi Wuduan only knew that the emperor was a great official, and the common people all over the world would listen to him, but right now he didn't have any concrete idea of the emperor's dignity, and he didn't feel that it was an honor to meet the emperor, but he felt a little emotional in his heart. There was a big battle, so I glanced over to Jiulu Mountain.
Just this one glance was enough to startle him—a distinguished guest came up the mountain, and all the disciples came out to see him off, and such a big incident happened in the back mountain, why is there no shadow of the master
There is no such thing as Master Kuruo, Shi Wuduan's heart sank, his eyes slowly swept over Bitan and Banya, and he had a bad guess in his heart, the master was not there, the guard at the foot of the mountain died, the two of them Sending off the holy car with a full face here? Why
As he thought about it, his hands and feet turned cold.
Even the Cuddling Bird and Rabbit Spirit seemed to be able to sense the change in his mood, and the two beasts with low intelligence lay quietly beside him.
Shengjia's chariot team was very long, but not chaotic, but after all, there were so many people, no matter how uniform they were, they still had a lot of momentum. Shi Wuduan took advantage of the long convoy passing by and quietly crawled out of the grass. He had learned a little "invisibility tactic", but he was not proficient in it. It was difficult to completely conceal his whereabouts.
He thought for a while, picked up a handful of gravel, and silently recited the invisibility formula, trying to prevent people from noticing his movement, and threw the stones one by one.
His movement of throwing stones was not random, just for a moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Shi Wuduan's forehead-this is a very simple and complex formation learned from Jiang Hua, and its name is It is called the blinding formation, and ordinary items can be used to form the formation, but the requirements for calculation are extremely high, and every position must be calculated very accurately.
It is inconvenient for Shi Wuduan to take out the astrolabe and deduce it right now, so he can only do calculations in his head, and he has to lie low in the grass. The journey is only a few dozen steps, but he feels like he has walked half his life until he sneaks in. In Xuanzong's guard circle, the ragged clothes had already been drenched in cold sweat.
However, he did not dare to let go of his breath. At this time, he was only seven or eight feet away from the two brothers Bitan who were presenting the holy car. These two uncles of his are masters of the same level as the Daoist Daoist, and they are masters of the way. It is so deep that no one else can think of it. Even if the emperor's support has not been finished and the scene is slightly chaotic, he still took a deep breath as silently as possible, pressed hard on his chest, and scattered the stones in his hand again. out, back in.
Rabbit spirit and Kingpin bird were tied to his belt by him. Many years later, when Shi Wuduan talked about this experience with others, the past was gone. It was told as an old joke after dinner, but it shocked people who listened to it.
A child like him who was raised in the mountains by the Taoist ancestors, who grew up to be in his early ten years, and only practiced Taoism, would only play foolishly. With such a big change, how can we be so methodical and unhurried
The old man said that this kind of particularly clever children are all scumbags, and it is not easy to feed them, but once they meet a good-looking one, they will definitely cause a big wave in this world.
Shi Wuduan didn't know what was holding him up in his heart, maybe it was the missing Baili, the collapsed valley, the fratricide of the same family, this series of changes seemed to be a layer of red-hot iron, which was fiercely branded on his heart , wrapped him with a thin but tough iron sheet at the fastest speed.
He seemed to know that what he did this time was different from mischievous things in the past. In the past, he was caught by his uncle, but he was sent to his master and beaten up. They are relatives, and they will never be serious. Hurt yourself, but now... these people have become less like family.
Shi Wuduan had never had so many thoughts in his mind at the same time, and he even felt that his whole mind was filled with those things.
While sneaking into Xuanzong quietly, he thought to himself, the old man of the emperor didn't know what he was doing here. These people are all dressed in costumes, so it can be seen that they have just returned from the altar. If I go directly to the master now, I don't know where he is. Somewhere, if you are not careful, it is easy to startle the snake, why not go to the altar to see what they did.
He thought of the seven mountain lanterns he saw the night before, and recalled in his mind what the Taoist ancestor had said to him, that where there are big movements, heavy wind and rain, and unusual places, there must be people doing things against them.
seven lamps... seven...
Shi Wuduan remembered seeing in a miscellaneous journal that seven lamps were lit, which was used as an opportunity to entrust the fortune of the country and continue his private life. They made such a big commotion, did they borrow something from God
The most important thing is that Shi Wuduan still remembers that when Daozu found out that he was reading this book, he was so angry that he slapped him on the hand, saying that it was heresy, and said, "This matter cannot be discussed again. , the art of karma and good fortune is the most unspeakable, if people are greedy and forcibly go against the sky, it will definitely lead to great disasters."
Is Master still on the mountain? If so, how could they be allowed to act like this
He, the closed disciple of Xuanzong's head, finally has some skills. He worked hard all the way, carefully avoiding the sentry posts, coupled with his familiarity with the terrain, he is very good at sneaking out to make trouble. Mixed into Xuanzong's altar.
Seeing this, he subconsciously covered Cuipingniao's face, and saw that something had happened in the middle of the altar, and a large piece of scorched black was burned out, and a large area of vegetation around it suffered and died. Well, the few mountain lanterns that were launched yesterday have been put down around the altar, and the wicks in the middle have disappeared, and they are so dilapidated that they don't look good.
Shi Wuduan crossed the altar and looked into the ancestral hall, only to see that the gate of the ancestral hall was open, and there was a coffin parked in the courtyard.
Shi Wuduan's hands clenched tightly, and he looked up inch by inch, and saw a very simple ranking on the table above the coffin - the position of the 349th generation head of Xuanzong Ren Daozu.
Suddenly, he felt dark in front of his eyes, and almost fell down.
This movement finally alarmed the guards of the altar, and the leader shouted: "Who!"
Shi Wudu was startled, and came back to his senses in an instant, his eyes flicked across the guard who had already pressed his palm on the sword for a week, knowing that he had been discovered, thinking that at this time, with his three-legged cat skills, if he wanted to forcefully break through or Sneaking out is impossible.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and with a courage beyond his age and experience, he showed his head out of the blindfold, and pinched his leg fiercely, although he couldn't cry on the spot. When he came out, his eye circles were red.
His hair was messed up, his face was dirty, and there was a piece of ash on the tip of his nose, like a poor little animal, he glanced around the faces of a group of guards, sat on the ground and let out a "wow", he couldn't stop thundering Yudi cried out.
At the same time, he stretched out his feet secretly, completely destroying the blindfold where he was.
Naturally, someone among the guards recognized the young disciple who was the head of the sect, and immediately exchanged glances, Shi Wuduan caught a glimpse of a guard running out to report through his fingers, but there were so many people, but no one came to help him up and comfort him, His heart sank more and more.
After a while, Master Bitan hurried over. Shi Wuduan only hesitated for a moment, then plunged into Bitan's arms, and said, "Uncle Bitan!"
Bitan's eyes flickered, and she slowly raised her hand to pat him on the back, but the moment her hand was placed behind Shi Wuduan, she felt the boy's stiffness.
Bitan changed his mind, pulled Shi Wudu out of his arms, gently pushed him away, squatted down, stared into his eyes, and asked softly: "Wuduan, where did you go, uncles?" I'm dying of anxiety, and your master, your master... oh!"
"I... I just went to the back mountain to play for a while, I just..." Shi Wuduan's eyes were rubbed vigorously by him just now, and they looked even redder. There were actually some tears, and he said incoherently, "I stole I bought Master's bird for Xiao Ion to play with, lest he hit me... Uncle Master, where is my Master?"
Bitan narrowed his eyes slightly, Shi Wuduan panicked, afraid that he would see something, so he raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes vigorously: "Master, where is my master?"
Bitan gently stroked the top of his head, sighed and said, "Did you see the ranking in the ancestral hall?"
Shi Wudu looked up at him.
Bitan stood up, gave him a slight push behind him, and said, "Forget it."
He took him to the ancestral hall, the coffin was not nailed up yet, Shi Wuduan only took a look inside, then stepped back three steps, trembling all over.
The master who raised him for more than ten years, taught him for more than ten years, and beat and scolded him for more than ten years, that master who always chased him with a ruler when he got into trouble, and always held him when he made progress. The master with a beard and a smile just lay lifeless in the coffin, just like Lu Cheng...
died.
Bitan put one hand on his shoulder, put him half in his arms, and said in a low voice: "Your master is in a critical period of cultivation, you suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't find you, so he refused to even practice in seclusion. I was so angry that I couldn't afford to get sick... Sigh! Our brothers and sisters are busy with affairs, but we didn't notice that he had a little bit of madness recently. He... he... "
It was clearly written by the Taoist ancestor who ordered him to go down the mountain to find Jianghua Sanren!
Shi Wuduan felt as if there was a poisonous snake on his shoulders, and his body trembled even more.
What the other party said later, he couldn't hear him at all, Bitan lowered his head when he saw his appearance, something dimly flashed across his face, he explained a few more words, and asked someone to take him down to wash up rest.
Shi Wudu bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, regained his energy, and found that they still arranged him in the courtyard where he lived with his master before.
In the huge astrolabe in the courtyard, all the planetesimals have turned into ordinary sands, and all the star threads have all withered.
Shi Wuduan only glanced at it and then looked away numbly. If there was still a trace of luck in his heart that he didn't want to accept just now, he would completely give up when he saw this.
The master said that the astrolabe is the most spiritual thing in the world, and some of them will even recognize the master when they meet the chance. If they recognize the master's astrolabe, they will live and die with the master. As long as the master's soul is still in the world, it will It will not fade away.
So now it seems that this sky full of stars has nothing to do with his master.