As morning approached, what had been raining all day finally turned into heavy rain. Rolling thunder roared in the sky. The wind started blowing in Huating. The heavy rain became heavier and heavier, and finally turned into a heavy rain that is extremely rare in Huating.
The heavy rain swallowed up the entire city. In the dim lights, the crazy rain seemed to be the only sound in the entire city.
In the pouring rain, a white-haired Xuan Xuanzi wore a light blue Taoist robe, holding a dust in one hand and an umbrella in the other, walking calmly on the road to the top of Dongshan Mountain.
Dongshan is known as the back garden of Huating. There are many mansions and scenic spots, so the roads are extremely smooth. However, on a rainy day and late at night, the smooth mountain road was still slippery. Xuan Xuanzi walked slowly, but his footsteps were extremely firm.
It was windy and rainy.
Wearing a blue robe and a black umbrella, he was walking alone in the middle of the night, which was blurred by the heavy rain. His figure was like a black dot that did not attract anyone's attention.
There are many luxury houses in Dongshan.
But the direction Xuan Xuanzi headed was not to any mansion, but straight to the top of the mountain.
The mountain road looks even deeper in the heavy rain.
The top of the mountain seemed distant and cold.
Xuan Xuanzi moved forward unhurriedly. He did not walk fast, but his steps were consistent and never slowed down.
The top of the mountain lit up with a vague and hazy light in the heavy rain.
The light group illuminated a small area of ancient and solemn buildings.
Xuan Xuanzi's face, which was always as calm as a rock, looked a little strange in the night.
He knew what building the light illuminated.
That area of buildings with hundreds of years of history can be regarded as a holy place on the southeast coast for some people with faith.
Xuanxuanzi also had faith.
But what he believes in is the Three Purities, and the top of the mountain...
It's a church.
The most famous Zhongshan Cathedral on the top of Dongshan Mountain.
The place illuminated by that light was the destination of Xuan Xuanzi's trip.
Xuan Xuanzi walked closer and closer.
The light swayed in the wind and rain, illuminating the bell tower of the church under the heavy rain.
Xuan Xuanzi stood calmly in front of the church.
European-style church, Taoist priests with immortal demeanor, black umbrellas under the rain, and the light on the bell tower.
The pouring rain falls, the wind blows, and in the night, this scene looks weird but harmonious.
Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath, pushed open the ajar door, and walked in.
He casually placed the black umbrella at the door, and the water soaked the ground that had not been beaten by rain.
The space inside the church bell tower is small.
The cross is placed in the center of the bell tower.
The lights were on in the bell tower, illuminating everything inside clearly.
Xuan Xuanzi entered the church and entered the bell tower.
White dust hung in his hands, and his robes were neat and tidy.
He stood in the bell tower, and the atmosphere became increasingly weird.
But what's even weirder is that there is no Taoist priest like him in this Catholic church. In front of the cross, there is even a ridiculous monk wearing monk's robes.
Bald head, Buddhist beads, monk's robes, all these are even more conspicuous than Xuan Xuanzi's dress.
The two looked at each other across the cross, and the scene was extremely nondescript.
"After three years of separation, the king's demeanor remains the same as before, which is gratifying."
The monk looked at Xuan Xuanzi, his smile was full of meaning, and he didn't look at all peaceful and peaceful as a monk.
Xuan Xuanzi suddenly raised his eyebrows.
King of heaven.
This is what the other party calls him, not a Taoist priest. Even in terms of seniority, he is the same generation as the other party's master. In this situation, although there are differences in Buddhism and Taoism, the other party can still call him Master Xuanxuanzi. rise.
But the other party called him King of Heaven.
He is indeed the Heavenly King now, the thirteenth Heavenly King of the Samsara Palace that few people know about.
"Your master and I are the same generation."
Xuan Xuanzi narrowed his eyes and spoke indifferently.
"Master is gone, so naturally you are no longer an elder. I call you the King of Heaven. Am I wrong?"
The monk's eyes were sharp, with clearly visible aggression.
"That's right."
Xuan Xuanzi was silent for a while, then calmly said: "Are you Ruzhen or Ruye?"
He knew that Master Wuwei had two disciples, and had even met them more than once, but he had never seriously memorized the names of these two disciples before.
"The poor monk is like the real person."
The monk put his hands together and bowed.
"You came here tonight to take revenge?"
Xuan Xuanzi's eyes were a little strange, with self-mockery: "Three years ago, I stabbed Fuchen into Wuwei's heart with my own hands. Did you come here thinking about this cause and effect?"
"The king has misunderstood."
Ruzhen insisted on calling Xuanxuanzi, smiling impeccably.
Xuan Xuanzi smiled and looked at the rain outside the window through the bell tower window.
The winter mountains under the rain are full of vitality.
He narrowed his eyes and said softly: "How do you know my contact information?"
"I can contact the military advisor."
Ruzhen said calmly: "You are now the king of reincarnation. If I can contact the military advisor, I can naturally find you."
Xuan Xuanzi said oh and said casually: "Who is the military advisor?"
Ruzhen's silence was both expected and reasonable.
Xuan Xuanzi said in an indifferent tone: "If you don't believe me, why bother looking for me?"
"The King of Heaven owes me a piece of karma from the Qingyun Temple lineage."
Ruzhen's tone also became cold.
Three years ago, Xuan Xuanzi went to Qingyun Temple to visit Master Wuwei, and directly stabbed the floating dust in his hand into Master Wuwei's heart.
Master Wuwei's death was to fulfill Li Tianlan's wish.
But Xuan Xuanzi's original actions can be regarded as the cause of a series of events.
"After all, don't you want revenge?"
Xuan Xuanzi smiled sarcastically.
"If you wanted revenge, you wouldn't be alive now."
Ruzhen said unceremoniously: "I am looking for the Heavenly King today just to ask the Heavenly King to give me a piece of Qingyun Temple."
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
Xuan Xuanzi said expressionlessly.
Ruzhen hesitated for a moment and said calmly: "I'd like to trouble the King of Heaven to extend the life of one person."
"who?"
Xuanxuanzi asked.
"Qin Weibai. My junior sister, your current boss."
Tell it like it's true.
"Will she die?"
Xuan Xuanzi suddenly raised his voice. The reason why he joined the Reincarnation Palace was because Qin Weibai promised him that he would free his daughter when Kunlun City was destroyed in the future. But now Qin Weibai would die
Xuan Xuanzi was suddenly angry. He didn't even know what he was angry about.
"If the King of Heaven is willing to take action, he will not die."
Ruzhen said quietly.
Xuan Xuanzi laughed angrily. He snorted heavily and said in a gloomy tone: "I can't even see her destiny. How can I do it? How can I do it? Will you teach me?"
Ruzhen was silent.
Facing Xuan Xuanzi's cold gaze, he slowly took out a Buddhist bead.
"This bead is called substitute death."
Ruzhen said calmly: "With it, the King of Heaven can take action."
Substitute death!
When they were in Lin'an, Ruzhen also gave Qin Weibai a Buddhist bead and told her it was called Suicide.
But there is no doubt that this one is the real death bead.
The one he gave to Qin Weibai was called Chenyuan.
Ruzhen didn't even need to speculate, he could be absolutely sure that the fate at this time was already with Li Tianlan.
Qin Weibai thought that was an opportunity to die. With how much she cherished and valued Li Tianlan, how could she be willing to use such a precious opportunity? It must be given to Li Tianlan.
Only by having Li Tianlan's mortal bond with him can Qin Weibai's mortal bond be immortal. In this way, it would be possible to use a real death bead to extend Qin Weibai's life.
"Suicide..."
Xuan Xuanzi murmured to himself and his eyes narrowed: "Is it the relic of that senior?"
"It's the master's relic."
Ruzhen nodded and handed the beads to Xuan Xuanzi.
"I never expected that such a thing actually existed."
Xuan Xuanzi sighed in disbelief, and then said with some doubts: "If there was this thing, Wuwei would not have died at all. Why..."
"Master said three years ago that he can avoid death, but he cannot help but die."
Ruzhen's eyes finally showed a trace of sadness. Master Wuwei may be the only person who knows Qin Weibai's origin. It is precisely because of this that he can see the way forward. Before he left, he left a substitute. Chen Yuan, calmly, seemed to have arranged everything for today.
He was able to survive because of the Death Bead.
And he had to die, not only to fulfill Li Tianlan's life, but also to leave the last vestige of life for Qin Weibai.
"Another fool who actively seeks death."
Xuan Xuanzi thought of Master Wuwei and muttered something to himself.
Ruzhen said nothing.
"Is it worth it?"
Xuan Xuanzi asked: "Is it worth it for an adopted daughter who is not your biological daughter?"
Ruzhen looked silent.
"What is the origin of Qin Weibai?"
Xuan Xuanzi looked at Ruzhen: "Wuwei erased all traces for her. As for her life experience, she also hid it very well. The Wang family in Beihai checked, Kunlun City checked, and Zhongzhou checked, but nothing was found. Do you know ?”
"It comes from a small mountain village in the southwest."
Xuan Xuanzi said calmly: "I was also present when the master met the little junior sister. That year, there was a heavy snowstorm in the southwest, and the little junior sister fell in the snow. She looked like six or seven years old and was covered in blood. , internal and external injuries were all fatal, but her consciousness was very clear, and when we found her, she also found us."
He paused and said strangely: "It's just... just looking at her like that. You can't imagine her injuries at that time. All her internal organs were severely damaged, and her whole body seemed to have been crushed by life. Her bones were crushed and her muscles were torn. She wanted to It was as if the person who killed her wanted to torture her with the most cruel methods, then throw her in the snow and freeze her to death. But with that kind of injury and that kind of situation, she didn't have any fear or pain. When we found her, she was just looking at us, very calmly, and it could even be said that she was examining us."
He shook his head in disbelief: "Later, the master took the little junior sister back and took good care of her for more than a year before she slowly recovered."
"That's it, you also told me that she comes from a small mountain village in the southwest?"
Xuanxuanzi asked.
"We did pick up the little junior sister in a mountainous area in the southwest. I don't know her life experience. Only the master and the little junior sister know."
Ruzhen shook his head: "But it doesn't matter. You don't need to know this to extend her life."
"Extend her life..."
Xuan Xuanzi's tone was complicated: "What if I don't agree?"
Ruzhen did not answer this question, but said calmly: "This place is very important in the information of the Reincarnation Palace. It is said that several private priests are secret chess players of Kunlun City? This place is good, and there are all rich people around. Maybe some secrets will be revealed when someone prays, and even if there are no secrets, it would be a good place to establish a stronghold here."
Ruzhen looked at Xuan Xuanzi, who was slightly discolored, and said slowly: "I asked you to meet, and you asked me to wait for you here. I'm afraid you don't just want to see me, right? I heard that Gu Xingyun came to Huating with his daughter and Gu Qianchuan Already?"
Xuan Xuanzi's face turned completely gloomy.
"I won't do anything. If you don't agree, I won't leave. When the time comes, it's you who will end up in a bad situation, not me. If you die, it will be regarded as repaying the cause and effect."
Ruzhen's smile was a little cold: "But the question is, as the only metaphysics master left in Central Continent, are you willing to die?"
Xuan Xuanzi's lips trembled violently.
Of course he couldn't bear to die.
Not for the so-called status and fame, but for her daughter and granddaughter.
"Even if I were willing to take action, I wouldn't be able to do it today. There's not enough time."
Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath and held the death bead in his hand tightly.
"Time is enough."
Ruzhen said calmly: "Just right."
"not enough time!"
Xuan Xuanzi was a little irritable: "The death bead also needs someone to die on its behalf. Where is the candidate? To die for Qin Weibai, it must be someone involved with her. If the other party is not here, then other arrangements are needed. , time is not at all..."
"No other arrangements are needed."
Ruzhen said softly.
All Xuan Xuanzi's words suddenly stopped.
He looked straight at Ruzhen.
Ruzhen laughed: "She is my junior sister, so we are involved, right?"
When he was in Lin'an, Qin Weibai asked him about his future plans.
He said everything depends on fate.
Tonight, in the bell tower of this church, this is his fate.
Only then did Xuan Xuanzi understand why Ru Zhen, who had already emerged from the dust, was so unable to leave the dust tonight.
Ruzhen slowly sat on the ground.
"I have no worries."
He said, "Come on, so that I can go and serve the Master early."
The violent storm outside the bell tower continued without stopping.
A flash of fire lit up inside the bell tower.
The fire flickered, flickering and flickering.
Time passes slowly.
Lights came on on the mountain road during the heavy rain in Dongshan.
A row of Mercedes-Benz vehicles passed through the heavy rain at night and slowly stopped in front of the church.
Gu Xingyun got out of the car alone, looked up at the light of the clock tower, and then turned to look at the girl who got off the other car.
"You come up with me."
Gu Xingyun glanced at the girl and said calmly.
The lights in the bell tower seemed to dim a bit.
Xuan Xuanzi sat alone in the bell tower, his face a little pale.
The scapegoat in his hand had completely disappeared.
if true.
Also disappeared.
Only some participating dust was dancing in the air, and eventually fell to the ground, where it was blown by the wind outside the window and disappeared without a trace.
Xuanxuanzi, inaction.
In addition, Ruzhen, a truly enlightened monk, finally used a vicarious death in exchange for a trace of Qin Weibai's earthly fate.
"Another fool."
Xuanxuanzi said softly.
Footsteps sounded outside the bell tower.
The attic door was pushed open.
Gu Xingyun's figure appeared at the door.
Behind him followed a girl about twenty years old.
A girl who is as picturesque as a poem and has a charming appearance.
The girl is tall and slender, with a delicate and soft face. She is wearing a light green dress, with bright eyes and long hair, and her every move is full of youthful agility and charm.
Very well-behaved and gentle, she stood there casually, but for a moment she seemed to suppress the light, and she had a vague charm that seduced people.
Gu Xingyun stared at the girl, his mouth trembling, and unknowingly his face was filled with tears.
"Qingcheng, this is grandpa."
Gu Xingyun looked at Xuan Xuanzi and said calmly.
The girl's beautiful eyebrows moved imperceptibly. She did not call her grandpa, but said softly in a reserved tone that was neither cold nor enthusiastic: "Taoist Priest, I am Li Qingcheng."