"Minghui... It's so familiar..."
This name fell into Li Ximing's ears, making him show some memories, after all, Zifu, as long as he had heard of a star and a half before, he could immediately recall it, and suddenly suddenly:
"It turns out to be Murong Xia's end!"
Back then, Murong Xia went south to preach, not daring to take the Jianmen-Jukui road, probably for fear of stimulating the Lingsong Zhenren, but not daring to take Xuanyue-Ziyan, for fear of being beaten to death by Zipei Zhenren, he took the Qingchi road, and after crossing the river, he would go to his home first.
At that time, Murong Xia had some skirmishes with his own family, and Li Tongya also took action, but was stopped by a Lotus Temple master, this master's name was Minghui, and he should be the one rumored.
"No matter how you say it, there has been a dispute, and my family has a grudge against Shi Xiu, so it's better not to see it!"
He stepped into Taixu, but saw a person rising in the middle of the city, with gray hair and black clothes, who didn't look like a good thing, and his expression was quite respectful.
"Under the order of my ancestor, I am waiting for the real person here, he has been waiting for a long time in [Ye Bai Pavilion], and I ask the real person to come with me."
Li Ximing glanced at him, feeling a little strange in his heart:
"A foundation builder can also see my traces, it is undoubtedly Chang Yun who pointed it out... What kind of mystery did he use to let him see it?"
"I just never heard that Chang Yun Zhenren has the ability to do calculations... How could you know that I was coming? Not to mention calculating the traces of the Purple Mansion, at least the intention related to him, this calculation has reached an amazing level."
So he withdrew his gaze, stayed on the old man in black for a moment, and asked:
"Chang Yun said friendly skills, so I know that I am here to visit."
The old man was still a little nervous, and hurriedly spoke:
"Back to the real person, my ancestor gave an order, saying that a real person came to visit today, and he never said which one..."
Since Chang Yun sent someone, he didn't bother to run back and forth again, so he just said:
"Lead the way."
The black-robed old man immediately bowed and led the way in front, Li Ximing glanced at him, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he said inadvertently:
"I think Mizusawa is full of inspiration and rich spiritual objects, and it is a good place to raise people, and there should be many people in recent years!"
The real person spoke, and the old man did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly said:
"Back to the real person, in recent years, there have been several families in Jiangbei, and many scattered cultivators have achieved immortal foundations, scattering to the north and south, and many northern Taoists have sent people to call Shuize to collect qi."
"Oh?"
Li Ximing asked:
"Since there are so many inspirations and talents here, I'm afraid the blood and qi method of the East China Sea will no longer be used?"
The old man nodded quickly:
"Exactly, the head and the real person have long given orders, now it is no longer the time of the East Sea, my family is the orthodox sect of the Orthodox Sect, not only the blood cultivators have been sent to the East China Sea to garrison, but the demonic skills that are not so heavy have also restrained.
"Now the people are migrating to my water, Jiangbei has some reputation, I call Yunmen the most famous one to eradicate demons!"
The old man had a flattering smile on his face:
"Even if the real person is looking for someone to ask here, whether it is a scattered cultivator or a clan cultivator, the people or the disciples, they all know that I call Yunmen the first righteous path in Jiangbei!"
Li Ximing heard that his heart was complicated, this person dared to pack a ticket in front of him, saying that Yunmen's atmosphere was probably really clean.
These scattered cultivators and people may not know that it can be called Yunmen Huotuo is a sect established by demonic cultivators gathered together, and now that a batch of disciples has changed for decades, the local genius qi training in Jiangbei has come out to stabilize the force, and it has become such a righteous path!
"If it were another fifty years, who would remember that the ancestors of the Yun family were a group of demon cultivators who did all evil and preyed on people?"
"Their disciples, disciples, descendants, and descendants of blood will never remember the past... What about Yunmen? The name of the Yunmen who eradicates evil and defends the way is the right path beyond reproach."
His eyes gradually sank:
"Who will remember the sins of our ancestors who started with magic skills? Who cares about it? Aren't the good deeds done by these juniors good deeds? These good deeds are based on the capital of our ancestors killing and eating people......"
No matter what Li Ximing thought, he understood that with Zhong Qian's correction, from now on, it is said that Yun is the first righteous path in Jiangbei, comparable to Jianmen and Hengzhu, these demon cultivation stories, killing people to take blood and refining elixirs, are all buried in the endless pile of dead people they killed:
"These demon cultivators who have eaten people all their lives, who have been swallowing and exhaling spiritual energy in the peak for a hundred years, have changed their faces, they are the elders of the righteous path, who cares? The grateful people under the rule, the scattered cultivators rescued by them? The descendants of the name Yunmen will not remember it again."
"The world is clear and turbid, and it cannot be cared about, nothing more than this."
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Ye Bai Mountain.
Yebai Mountain is the highest place in the water, and the water marsh was once the mausoleum of the Ningguo Emperor, and this Yebai Mountain is the center of the imperial mausoleum.
The main pavilion is amazingly large, sitting a young man, with a plain appearance, wearing a robe with white feathers and black black patterns, lined with light collar and white soft armor, with a knife at his waist, and a jade gourd in his hand.
In his case, there was a kind-looking and somewhat fat monk sitting upright, wearing a brown-yellow robe, looking at the jade cup and smiling:
"Chang Yun Daoist! If I calculate well, this Taoist will be here within this hour."
Chang Yunzhen's eyes stayed on the jade pot in his hand, and after a few breaths, he seemed to notice something, and then he said:
"Ming Hui Dao friendly calculations."
Monk Minghui laughed and replied:
"Although the old monk failed to ascend to the Maha position, he did not gain nothing, and he did not retreat to the ground certificate under the lotus seat of Maha Buddha, leaving a seat upwards, and spending some time to endure it, Maha can be expected!"
Chang Yun Zhenren paused for a moment and replied:
"Daoist friends are really lucky, ordinary masters practice, how can they cultivate such a good fate? He is also the first disciple of the lotus flower and the messenger of the south, when Xiu Yue advanced northward, Shangyuan made a move, and Jin Lian Maha opened his face and used the rest of his pitiful life to block it, and he had to give the master the name of a master who calmed the difficulties and calmed the crisis, naturally Maha was in sight!"
Minghui smiled:
"That's because my master has now completed his eighth life, he is already the eighth Maha, the path of goodness and happiness is prosperous, and the seat of Buddha is vacant, so I have this opportunity..."
"Fellow Taoists, look at the false mage who is fighting between the north and the south, there is no place for him, he just holds back and refuses to be pitiful, Bian Yanshan killed all the cultivators of Qingchi to prove that he will not retreat, and he will only prove to the Golden Lotus seat and give me a seat..."
The monk laughed and said:
"Speaking of which, I have to thank my Maha for valuing me!"
Chang Yun Zhenren didn't think so, he didn't have a good impression of the monk, but the violet behind Minghui was the Eighth Maha, and Minghui also set the Maha position, so he couldn't tolerate him and agreed with a smile, and then he heard a voice coming from outside the hall:
"Real person, please!"
The two raised their eyebrows at the same time and saw a person coming in from outside the hall.
This man looked young, wearing a Taoist robe with gold patterns on a white background, with a good appearance, a bit of a gentle temperament, and a little bit of sky light flickering between his eyebrows.
Chang Yun Zhenren was stunned for a moment, feeling the Mingyang magical power on his body, and said a little tentatively:
"Shojing Taoist?"
Li Ximing bowed in return and said with a smile:
"I've seen Chang Yun Zhenren!"
As soon as he heard this, Chang Yun immediately stood up from the main seat, walked down with a smile, and said:
"That kid Zhong Qian said that Taoist friends will come to visit, I have been waiting and waiting, but I have been looking forward to Taoist friends!"
Zhong Qian not only had a relationship with Li Xuanfeng, but also was very polite to the Li family, and gave enough face when he called the Purple Mansion, Li Ximing was naturally polite, and also responded with a smile, Chang Yun motioned for him to sit down on the side table, and stretched out his hand to Minghui and said:
"This is Mochizuki Li's Zhaojing Zhenren."
Minghui actually only raised his head, glanced at it, and sat lazily aside, Li Ximing's aura looked like the first promotion to the Purple Mansion, he didn't have to give more face, and said in his heart:
"Oh... Which immortal race... Mochizuki Lee..."
"Mochizuki Li?!"
The monk's pupils dilated.
Chang Yun was turning to look at Li Ximing and introduced to him:
"This is the wisdom and compassion of the Lotus Temple, the path of goodness and happiness that does not retreat, sitting under the golden lotus, Maha can be expected."
Although among the seven interpretations, Shanle Dao is a Taoist tradition that does not have much grudge with the Li family, but Li Ximing does not have the slightest good impression of Bei Shi, and it is expected that the other party will not have any good face, only showing a little politeness on his face.
Minghui on the opposite side suppressed the urge to turn her head and run away, the shock in her heart was unknown, the chill rushed to her brows, and she thought:
"Fuck... World-Honored One is kind... It's the Li family!'
Minghui went to Mochiyue Lake back then, just did a little math, almost counted herself to death, sacrificed the most precious magic weapon to escape back, and even caused Jin Lian to suffer!
Minghui felt that no one in the world knew the whole story better than him, Jin Lian herself had no memory, she only listened to Minghui speak vaguely, and she already felt terrified, and Minghui had witnessed with her own eyes how fragile Jin Lian of the Seventh Maha was like a mortal in the hands of the other party!
This incident not only left a lingering shadow on Minghui, but even the trauma caused to Jin Lian seriously affected the subsequent plans, and finally made Minghui fail to attack Maha...
If the master of the seven phases wants to go further, he will either be obedient and show mercy, or take a big step to Maha, the former is already difficult, if he can please Maha, there is still some chance, first show mercy under the lowest Satta seat, and the rest of the time can only wag his tail to beg for mercy, get the favor of the superiors, push up little by little without retreating, and see if he can pick up a seat.
The latter is even more rare to go to heaven, firstly, to receive various blessings of destiny and contribute considerably to the interpretation of the Dharma, and secondly, to have a place in one's own pure land and the support of Maha, then it is possible to take the path of Maha.
Jin Lian's injury was related to the soul and supernatural powers, and directly shook the Maha position, but fortunately, Minghui had a deep foundation, and Jin Lian in the Pure Land fully supported him, so he retreated to the second place, and first proved a pity under the highest golden lotus seat, if it weren't for this, Minghui would probably have to waste a lot of preparations and spend hundreds of more years of practice time in vain!
Minghui and Jin Lian have already reached a consensus and dare not think about this matter, Ming Hui even faintly felt in her heart that Jin Lian fully supports herself like this, and also has the intention of pulling her fellow party on board.
Li Ximing was ready to stick his cold buttocks, but the monk in front of him sat up straight, showed a sincere smile, and said:
"It turns out to be Zhaojing Zhenren, the little monk Minghui! I've been looking up for a long time!"
Li Ximing raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, and Minghui immediately took it and said:
"I was not in the north in my early years, I once went south, fought with the noble elders several times, and was moved by his elegance and admired him to the extreme!"
Li Ximing's face was strange, and Chang Yun listened to it funny, and explained:
"This compassionate good and happy path gained great benefits after the fall of anger and manifestation, and the land was expanded, but it was a bit inconsistent with the empty path, and it was already a dispute between the north and south."
Li Ximing understood that this was an angry and empty enemy, and suddenly felt in his heart:
"Although most of the Buddhist cultivators are stinky shit, the one in front of him is obviously not the same as the previous one, and he has the talent of Maha, no wonder Chang Yun still sees him."
He nodded slightly, and Minghui smiled:
"I have already forgotten it, there will definitely be a Taoist friend who will come to visit Chang Yun today, and he is still skeptical..."
Chang Yun nodded, he obviously didn't want to pull out what he had originally discussed with Minghui, and immediately interrupted:
"It's my underestimation of pity, but I don't know... Taoist friends come, but what do you have to explain?"
Li Ximing naturally wanted to ask about Xiaomuro Mountain, but he was afraid that Minghui would not know, so he let him know, so he said:
"It's a matter of the Taoist tradition of Fanyun Cave."
Minghui on the side laughed, gave herself courage, and said:
"So it's for Mt. Komuro!"
Chang Yun smiled now, poured tea, and explained:
"Everyone who sees the matter of Komuro Mountain has a share, and there is a benefit in the formation, Zhaojing has mastered the Taoist system of Fuyun Cave, so naturally there is also this one, Komuro Mountain was broken through by the empty road, and it was also the result of Xiu Yue's seclusion, and I waited for the connivance, so this matter... Beishi also knows."
Li Ximing's heart gradually became clear, and he asked:
"In that case, how to open this formation?"
"The small room mountain is now deserted, the descendants are scattered, I don't want this Taoist system to be rebuilt, so there are the three sects of the secret faction, and this formation is in the three sects of the secret sect."
Chang Yun took a sip of tea and said:
"Komuro Mountain is dense, there are five Taoist systems, three of which are today's three dense sects, namely 'Floating Cloud Body', 'Hurricane Ghost Yin' and 'Empty Ying San', if the other two can be put together, you can move the treasures of Komuro Mountain."
Li Ximing thought for a moment and said pointingly:
"Is there a lot of Taoism in Komuro Mountain?"
"Exactly!"
Chang Yun laughed very casually, but the words in his mouth were a little frightening:
"Zhao Jing guessed well, the three sects of secret pan are just hooks, and the remaining two Taoist systems of Xiaomuro Mountain are scattered in all directions, and I don't know where they have fallen, but they are very likely to be in the East China Sea."
"As long as Jiangbei still has the reputation of these three sects and bears the name of Xiaomuro Mountain, those descendants who have obtained Taoism will definitely come back to find it... Whether it's supplementing Taoism, looking for relatives, being cornered, or even just looking for a background, you have to come back and see me."
"This is the bait thrown into the river, just waiting for them to bite the hook!"