After the monsters, Luo Qiu encountered the mysterious power of the ancient East again within a short period of time.
monks.
The old man brought him some wonderful sense of oppression at the beginning. But the pressure quickly disappeared. It's not because of You Ye, but because of the echo between his own soul and the buried altar in the club.
It's as if he once spent some descriptions about liches in some western fantasy works. The lich is immortal because the lich hides his heart in the phylactery. As long as the heart is fine, the lich has an immortal body.
This seems to be applicable to Luo Qiu as well. It's just that it's not a heart, but a more ethereal soul.
Luo Qiu's soul... is in the altar of the club. It doesn't matter if it is imprisoned or protected. So as long as the altar exists and Luo Qiu exists for a long time, theoretically he can be regarded as immortal.
"You Ye, can you deal with this old man?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.
You Ye said proudly: "It's just an old guy who doesn't know how to do it. He dares to threaten the master mentally, and watch me get rid of him."
It is not clear what type of puppet the alchemist who made Youye originally positioned Youye as, but from the point of view of being able to kill the oriental monks, it is obviously not as simple as just doing housework and entertaining guests .
"The old man said that the white jade tablet belonged to his teacher, and I want to ask about it." Luo Qiu mused, "Don't be too heavy handed."
You Ye nodded, and once again showed that kind of chilling sharp eyes, a huge invisible and incomprehensible mental power burst out all at once.
Luo Qiu's feeling is not obvious, probably because his own ability is not as good as it should be. But Yang Taizi personally experienced the true meaning of the so-called life and death.
Under You Yejue's strong mental pressure, Yang Taizi saw the mountains of swords and the sea of fire, as if he was under the wailing of all kinds of ghosts. He kept a little quiet fate. The most important thing in Eastern monasticism is the soul of life. If the soul of life is hurt, it will be insane at the least, and it is possible to never be reborn.
In just an instant, the old man once again realized the huge gap between the two, and couldn't help regretting that he had gone to the toilet of the monastery on the mountain.
But there is no way! This white jade tablet is an important thing handed down from his master's school. As a descendant of his teacher's school, he has the obligation to take back the white jade card! If it was just an ordinary treasure and had nothing to do with the master, the old man would definitely not plan to commit suicide after having seen the horror of this strange woman at the auction venue.
"Wait a minute! Please wait a moment! Fellow Daoist! These white jade plaques are indeed from my master! I have no malicious intentions in the old way. I just wanted to scare you at first." Yang Taizi shouted hastily.
What kind of shameless things are there to care about right now? Cultivating the Dao is cultivating longevity. If he loses it like this in this place, what face does he have to meet his ancestors
Cultivators can't judge the situation and have to stick to a hard bone to the end? This is called following the fate, knowing that you can't do it, you won't do it, if you really think that everyone is born with the luck of the protagonist, if you are brain-deadly convinced of the set of "don't be cowardly, just go straight", then you will die tragically. people know.
During the war that year, he and a group of people fled to the mountain, disturbing the Taoists who practiced Taoism on the mountain and did not care about world affairs. By chance, a group of people were admitted into the old man's door. After a period of time, a group of brothers and sisters practiced small successes and possessed abilities beyond ordinary people. They descended the mountain one after another, wanting to break into a career in the troubled times. Prosperity and wealth are enough. But Yang Taizi is different, he knows how to judge the situation, he knows that although his ability is much higher than that of ordinary people, but there are artillery grenades everywhere in the chaotic world, how can a flesh and blood body easily resist it? Besides, just learning a little superficiality and thinking that you can rule the world is mentally retarded in itself. Yang Taizi did not go down the mountain, but chose to stay on the mountain to accompany his master. Many years later, he had already obtained the true biography of his master, and all the brothers and sisters of that year had died in the chaos of the war long ago, and there were no bones left, so they could only simply set up a tomb. As the saying goes, everything is negotiable, don’t be arrogant and arrogant just because of petty gains, and when it’s time to be cowardly, you should be cowardly. As the saying goes, the future is long, who knows what it will be like and how it will change? It is the truth of life to take it slowly.
So Yang Taizi completely lowered his posture. To the secular people, monks like them are mysterious and unpredictable, and they should be in awe. However, in the world of monks, one point of strength is one point of strength, and the difference of one point is heaven and earth. It is not a shame to bow your head to an opponent who is stronger than yourself.
Luo Qiu waved You Ye to stop, seeing an old man being bullied like this, he didn't feel much guilt in his heart. In fact, he couldn't understand the kind of guy who relied on the old to sell the old. Generations are different from generation to generation. This is probably the mentality of most young people. But it doesn't mean that you can't respect the elders, but you also need the elders to be respectable. Impressions, if the initial impression is already bad, there will already be an invisible and intangible barrier between people when they start to pay New Year greetings.
"Su Houde told a story that I can believe." Luo Qiu pondered: "But what reason do you have for me to believe that this pair of white jade cards belong to your master?"
Seeing that there was room for discussion, Yang Taizi hurriedly said: "The inscription on these jade plaques is the "Gaoshang Jade Emperor's Heart Seal Miaojing", but it is not the ordinary Daojia scriptures handed down today, but an internal compilation. I can read some silently. If this guy is really a jade craftsman back then, he will naturally know it, and I think I can tell the truth from the fake."
Luo Qiu said indifferently: "Then try."
Yang Taizi then quickly recited a few words silently... probably something that was randomly recited silently, incoherent and incomprehensible. But Luo Qiu carefully saw that Su Houde had some slight changes after listening to it.
Unexpectedly, after Yang Taizi finished reading silently, Su Houde firmly insisted that the old man did it for nothing, and he just wanted to keep the jade token for himself.
"Benefactor! Old Daoist, I have saved you once before anyway, you can't be so ungrateful!" Yang Taizi was furious when he heard Su Houde's words, "There are gods standing three feet above your head!"
"God?" Su Houde said with a sneer: "If there is such a thing, I have been wandering around the world all these years like a ghost, why don't you pity me? Back then, Sanniang was split into three souls and seven souls by the demon way, why? Don't you feel sorry for her? You told me that there is a god when you look up three feet? Pooh!"
Yang Taizi said: "The patriarch asked Sanniang to enter the palace to assist Emperor Xianzong in cultivating Taoism. He planned to let her practice in the world of mortals, sharpen her body, and sharpen her Taoism! Unexpectedly, she was moved by Fanxin and had an affair with you. You have offended the Son of Heaven! You are proud of your talent, you engraved evidence of your crime on the jade plaque, and in the end, you are decapitated, and you are to blame for it!"
"Sanniang and I really love each other, so why bother with the illusory Dao of Longevity? You cultivators are pure-hearted and ascetic, you are simply devoid of humanity! You are just a bunch of cold-blooded animals who don't understand true love! Give me back the jade token!"
Su Houde suddenly became crazy and rushed towards the old man.
When Luo Qiu saw it, he immediately felt a little bored. He thought he could understand the mystery of the Eastern monasticism, but it turned into such a bloody drama of "Xianxia Qingyuan at eight o'clock". He immediately shook his head and turned to look at You Ye said: "These people are very noisy, tell them to shut up and bring me the jade token."
The master has spoken, You Ye has no scruples anymore. The mysterious puppet created by ancient alchemy unleashes powerful power all at once.
It was just a cold hum, and Yang Taizi, Su Houde, and the juniors around Yang Taizi all screamed and fell to the ground, holding their heads, showing pain. You Ye moved towards Yang Taizi, and the jade token in his hand flew out directly.
You Ye grabbed the jade tablet and sent it to Luo Qiu.
Luo Qiu held two jade plaques in his hands, looked at the different expressions on the three people on the ground, and said calmly: "I will finally listen to what this third lady has to say."
He gently put the two jade tablets together, "If you are still here, if you know that there is another lover who has been looking for you for hundreds of years, and that the descendants of the master's family are also there, just show up. "
The two white jade tablets that were joined together were bright at this moment, and two blue smokes emerged from the jade tablets respectively, hovering in the air, and finally joined together.
Gradually take shape.
"Hahahahahaha!! It's been five hundred years!! I'm an old man, I finally see this day!"
The one who appeared was not the San Niang who should have appeared, but a disheveled, lunatic-looking... Damn mentally retarded, another old man!
Luo Qiu was stunned immediately, and cursed: Damn it!
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