Cyber Daming

Three days ago, the Qingping Taoist Temple suddenly announced that it would close, and the reason given was that the master of the temple had accidentally received a great opportunity and needed to close himself immediately to practice.

The believers living in the surrounding mountain towns and villages expressed dissatisfaction when they heard the news. For them, losing the place to comprehend the Taoism, their lives have lost their backbone.

In order to appease the believers, the Taoist temple announced that the Huangliang Cave in the temple would no longer charge immortal yuan, and it would be open to the public free of charge, and all believers could enter and exit freely.

Such a good thing is not common, and the originally dissatisfied believers applauded and said that they would pray for the master of the temple devoutly.

In the dead of night, the closed main hall door of the Taoist temple was gently pushed open.

Chen Qisheng cut off his long hair and kept a short hair that is still regarded as heresy in today's Taoism. He was wearing a black robe, and the bandage wrapped around his chest was still oozing with blood.

A narrow and ugly scar on the side of his face was particularly glaring, cutting from the end of the eyebrow to the corner of the mouth, which was considered to be completely disfigured.

The open hall was empty, but Chen Qisheng stopped after entering and sat on the knee-high threshold.

His pale face showed weakness, and his distinct brows were full of confusion.

He raised his head and looked at the Dragon and Tiger Patriarch standing on the altar.

In the deliberately dim light, the Patriarch statue lowered his eyebrows and seemed to be looking at him.

People look at gods and want to ask for peace.

Gods look at people, but often punish them.

Chen Qisheng had knelt on the cushion in front of the statue countless times, and never asked for ascending to heaven in broad daylight, nor did he ask for immortality.

Because the master once said that you should respect the Patriarch, but don't ask for it. Walk your own way well, and the Patriarch will naturally give you protection.

Chen Qisheng is very obedient, and he always has no distractions in front of the Patriarch. After practicing Taoism for so many years, he only asked for one thing when he knelt on the cushion, asking for the master's long safety and the Dou Changchang's peace.

But today, he doesn't want to kneel, and he won't kneel again.

Because his master Xuan Dou was gone, the familiar Dou Department in his memory was gone too.

There were only two people, but there was no place for them to stand in the huge Longhu Mountain.

Chen Qisheng couldn't figure out why.

So when he met his respected senior brother Yang Zong again in Shangrao County, although Chen Qisheng was angry, he didn't think of killing him.

He just wanted to ask clearly whether his master was in pain when he left, whether he was tortured by the Tianshi Mansion, whether they gave him a chance to reincarnate, or whether he was thrown into "Fengdu" to suffer forever.

But the senior brothers who had taught him how to temper his body, how to sacrifice talismans, and how to use fists and feet to respond to those senior brothers who always liked to target him, when they saw him again, they were full of resentment and hatred.

Chen Qisheng still remembered those eyes.

Chen Qisheng knew why Yang Zong hated him.

If he had not rebelled against Longhu Mountain, had not killed Zhang Qingsheng, and had not returned to Guangxin Prefecture, he would still be the new chief of the Dou Department, sitting peacefully on the seat of the Earth Immortal in Baiyujing and leisurely comprehending the truth.

He would not be like now, holding the hot potato of the Supervisor of the Tianshi Mansion, and coming down the mountain to face a group of extremely dangerous demons.

Even if this group of demons includes his former junior brother, even if this group of demons is the brothers of this junior brother.

Because he, Yang Zong, is no longer a member of the Dou Department, nor is he a cultivator of the old school.

Chen Qisheng raised his hand to touch the scar on his face, and his eyes became darker and duller.

This scar was Yang Zong's answer to him. Chen Qisheng didn't care, just regarded it as a repayment for the care he had given him.

But why did the other party insult his master?

Back then, he disliked the Dou Department for having no future and wanted to switch to a new school. It was his master who didn't like to ask for help who shamelessly asked someone to change his department for him.

Obviously, those who had shaved themselves into skeletons were no match for the master, but they were so arrogant, openly criticizing the old Taoist order, and looked down with contempt at the old Taoist priest who bowed in front of him.

Chen Qisheng remembered very clearly that at that time, he was often beaten by Taoist children from other departments, and they all called him a little beggar and a short monkey.

But that day, the bent waist was as high as his head.

At that time, I was beaten black and blue, but I didn’t think there was anything wrong.

Today, I am still black and blue, but I feel that everything is wrong.

Why do I have to bend down, and how can I bend so low?

Why is it all a favor, why don’t others cherish it at all?

Chen Qisheng still can’t figure it out.

His heart was full of doubts, but his eyes gradually became sharper. The dead clay sculpture on the altar seemed to be frightened and quietly moved his eyes away.

"What's the matter? You haven't seen enough after so many years?"

The corner of his eye caught a smiling face, and Zou Sijiu sat down next to Chen Qisheng.

"In theory, the Yin-Yang Order should believe in this stuff more than you Taoist Order. But I don't know why, I just can't get too interested in worshipping gods."

Zou Sijiu wiped his temples with his hands, and his shiny slicked back hair was meticulous.

"In the Yin-Yang Order, this is serious. At the very least, it is disrespectful to the ritual. At the most, it is a denial of the order. So those bastards in the Yin-Yang Order always treat me, Master Zou, with their noses and eyes."

Zou Sijiu didn't care whether Chen Qisheng was listening or not, and said to himself: "At that time, I was thinking that the sequence is the powerful manifestation of genes, and rituals are just the awakening conditions of genes. It has nothing to do with gods. Is it related to half a dime? As the saying goes, there is a god standing three feet above my head. If the god stands on top of my head, will his feet slip? "

"Young and ignorant, I can't control my head or my mouth. So in the eyes of others, I am just a restless thorn, the rat shit that ruined the pot of soup."

"A wild kid with no father, no mother, no background, who managed to become a follower by relying on his sly and shady tricks to exploit every opportunity, how could he not be disgusted by others, and be stabbed in the back and scolded all because of it? If I’m lucky, I don’t know when I’ll die on the streets, it’s not a big deal. I’ll burn bridges behind my back and get stabbed without knowing it, that’s what I’m most afraid of.”

Chen Qisheng looked over in silence, but saw a face with a bright smile.

"If they don't like it, of course they won't tolerate it. No problem, if we can't tolerate it then we'll just leave. Who wants us to not be able to defeat them?"

Zou Sijiu said with a smile: "I have visited almost all of the two capitals and thirteen provinces. I am not a pleasant person, and the order of my departure is also not pleasant. With the reputation of 'yellow beam, huge rat', It's not a big problem to always get a bad look wherever you go. In the words of Confucian Xu, it's because God has assigned a great responsibility to this person, straining his muscles and bones and starving his body. It’s a big loss, but it’s still full of ritual.”

While speaking, a beautiful figure appeared behind Zou Sijiu.

His red hair was like fire, and his gentle eyes fell on the man's back.

Zou Sijiu seemed to feel something, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"I'm telling you all this, but I'm not competing with you, Old Chen, to see whose life is miserable. What the hell is there to compare with? Besides, no matter how miserable we are, can we be worse than that grandson of Li Jun?"

Zou Sijiu looked straight at the statue deep in the hall, with anger welling up in his eyes.

"What I want to tell you is that this world is such a fucked up place. There are so many unfair and unjust things. How can you still think about everything? Nonsense, some people are born to be fucked. You bastard, on the surface he is kind, courteous and thrifty, but secretly he believes that if you don't do it for yourself, God will punish you."

Zou Sijiu said in a ferocious voice: "In the past, we were alone and could not win, so I endured and gave in. I found a corner to hide in and slowly wipe away the blood. But it's different now. You, Chen Qisheng, are you?" Are you alone?"

"No." Chen Qisheng replied softly.

"You have broken arms and legs, so you can't hold a sword or a gun?"

"no."

"Then you are scared out of your wits, can't see Longhu Mountain, are you afraid of the Tianshi Mansion?"

"no!"

"Since it's not the case, then why did you come to this place in the middle of the night to see the ghosts and gods? If the injury is not healed, just recuperate. If the injury is healed, then go out and do it again. No matter what the power of the sky is unpredictable, the Tao is as deep as the sea, you come to this world. Kill, if you enter Huangliang Dreamland, I will kill you!"

"If you and I can't kill each other, then let Lao Li come over and compete with the opponent to see who has the harder fist. If we can't fight, then let's just flirt with each other and wait until the sword and gun are polished. Stand face to face with them, swinging the knife and slashing. I've been wandering around like a dog for so many years, can't you bear it at all? Splatter someone’s blood?”

"Forty-nine."

Shouyu stood behind him and stopped talking.

"Men talk, bitches, don't interrupt."

Zou Sijiu licked his lips, roughly pulled open the buttons of his collar, and scolded him mercilessly.

"I despise you for being so careless. After the incident with Heavenly Master Xuan Dou, you were like a man possessed. You looked at everyone with cold eyes. If you were fierce enough, you would have killed that man named Yang Zong in Shangrao. "Longhu Mountain Taoist Preface", then I won't fart today, just live in my dream, fall in love, but you can't kill me, instead of thinking about how to get revenge, you come here to bitch. Why are you pretending to be sad?"

Zou Sijiu said angrily: "Chen Qisheng, what you should be thinking about is not why the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion wants to harm you, nor why your former senior brothers fell out with you. Of course they have their own rhetoric and excuses, but understand To forgive is what gods do, what you have to do is to personally send them to heaven to meet the founder of Longhu Mountain, do you understand?"

"You took the opportunity to scold me for so long, Master Dao, and you're getting more and more enthusiastic. You really think I'm embarrassed to mess with you, right?"

Chen Qisheng twitched the corner of his mouth and finally revealed Zou Sijiu's familiar sneer.

"Ah, are you so happy to be alive?"

Zou Sijiu smiled awkwardly and quickly moved his butt to the side, "I'm doing this for your own good. Don't be indiscriminate."

"Although what I said was basically useless nonsense, I still thank you, bastard."

"Pretentious."

Seeing that Chen Qisheng's eyes were no longer filled with sadness, Zou Sijiu was determined, but there was a cold snort on his face.

"And what are you talking about? Mr. Zou, I said this personally, and I didn't hesitate to expose myself in front of my beloved woman. You actually said that this is nonsense? It's just ignorance and no conscience. Don't you think so? , guard.”

"When you men talk, how can I have any room to speak out?"

The flaming red hair suddenly disappeared, leaving only cold words in the air.

"Pretend, keep pretending for me. My manly energy, which is so full that it's almost overflowing, can't you be charmed to death?"

Zou Sijiu winked, looking proud.

"Did you learn it from Mr. Ma?" Chen Qisheng suddenly asked.

"OK."

Zou Sijiu blurted out, then suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly explained: "What are you learning? I am just showing my true feelings."

"How many days has Brother Jun been gone?"

Chen Qisheng asked while taking off the bandages on his body.

"Three days, people should have entered Yuanzhou Mansion by now."

"Master Ma, is he still in retreat and updating?"

"It's said that this time it's going to be serious. We don't understand Mo Xu's stuff. But Ao Hu and Chang Jun are watching eagerly every day, not knowing what they are expecting."

"Then Brother Jun is really walking alone this time."

"You don't have to worry about him. Lao Li can hide better than me now. As long as he doesn't take action, Ge Zaoshan won't be able to find him at all."

"Too."

Chen Qisheng smiled mockingly, and the bandages fell to the ground, revealing a series of ferocious scars.

Tear with sharp objects, hit with blunt objects, burn, freeze, and corrode

There was almost no good skin on the upper body, which made Zou Sijiu freeze on the spot.

"Master Zou, do you really not believe in God?"

Zou Sijiu suddenly came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Well, the hexagrams are all very bad, how can you believe this?"

"There is really no need to believe it. If you are really sitting in the sky, then I, the traitor, should have been dead long ago. How could I still be alive now, right?"

Chen Qisheng looked at the statue of Patriarch Longhu on the altar without hiding the contempt in his eyes.

"It's okay if you're not here. When they die and can't see you, that will make people feel better."

Covered in black robes, his sharp edge shines through.

"Old man, you often said that you were not a real old-school monk. I used to think you were being modest, but now I know that you are indeed not, but you are a real monk."

Chen Qisheng said to himself: "If you practice kindness, I will not practice it. There are many pigs and dogs in the world, and I will go and kill them."

Zheng!

The roar of the sword resounded throughout the Taoist temple, and the cold light roared in, cutting off the Patriarch's head.

"They are all fucking unreasonable monsters, bragging and chatting can make genes happy? It doesn't make sense. If you keep doing this, Mr. Zou, I will become the weakest one."

The bone-chilling chill that filled the room made Zou Sijiu shiver violently, and he suddenly showed a look of joy.

"Fortunately, I have you at the bottom, Shen Li. You are indeed a true man who refused to bow down even when he was forced to jump into a river in Jinmen. You must only increase your temper and not your force."

"And one more thing!"

Zou Sijiu, who was mumbling, seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked at Chen Qisheng and said solemnly: "Something must have happened to Yang Long."

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

This is not a nice thing to say.

Li Jun poked the tooth flower and looked back. Behind him stood a Taoist priest with a gentle temperament and a round face.

Although the other person was smiling all over his face, Li Jun felt that this face was very annoying for no reason.

"Who are you?"

"In the lower chamber of Zaoshan, Ge Jing."

As soon as the Taoist's smiling words came out, the violent fist wind rushed in front of him.

"I don't mean any harm!"

The Taoist's expression suddenly changed, and an invisible barrier spread out in front of him, but it was directly penetrated by the fist and hit his hurriedly crossed arms.

boom!

A pair of large sleeves exploded into pieces, revealing two bronze-colored mechanical arms. The fine cracks caused by the smash returned to their original state in the blink of an eye.

"Eight Bodies of Realization? Three Dao?"

Li Jun looked around with cold eyes. The pedestrians around him were as before, and they were not affected at all.

"Illusion?"

Li Jun suddenly realized that no wonder it smelled like something evil.

"Nowadays, there are rumors in the Taoist order that Mr. Li Xin is murderous and ruthless. It turned out to be true when I saw you today."

The body of Ge Zaoshan Daoxu, who called himself Ge Jing, flew across the air, but the words he spoke rang in Li Jun's ears.

"Master Li Xin, you should be able to see that I don't have any evil intentions. Otherwise, you wouldn't be unaware that you were in an illusion until now, right?"

Suddenly, Ge Jing's figure appeared in front of Li Jun again like a flash, and the Taoist robe on his body returned to its original state.

"How did you find me?"

Li Jun was not in a hurry to continue taking action, but frowned and asked.

"Those people in Longhu Mountain thought that they were still the Taoist ancestral court in front of Jiazi. They were self-righteous and pretending. Our Gezao Mountain is different. Ever since they found out that Li Xinzhu appeared in Guangxin Mansion, the sky above Yuanzhou Mansion has been full of people. They are no longer ordinary stars in the sky, but I am afraid that your sudden visit will make Gezao Mountain miss you."

A helpless bitter smile appeared on Ge Jing's face, "It's a pity, Lord Li Xin, that your martial arts are so amazing that even Nandou couldn't find your whereabouts. It's just that Yuanzhou Mansion is now half of the Tao Kingdom. Although you have changed your body, The attire is still too eye-catching. The combination of the two makes your identity self-evident.”

"But you said there was no malice, so why did you secretly drag me into the illusion?"

Li Jun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I like to talk to people face to face, why don't we let go of the illusion and let everyone be honest?"

"Master Li Xin is joking. The illusion is not to threaten you, but is just a little protection that Pindao gives himself."

Ge Jing cupped his hands and said: "Eight bodies with certificates are also rare in Gezao Mountain. It took a lot of trouble for me to have one. If I accidentally offend you later and you break it, then I can't find a place to reason with you."

"Compared with the Gezao Mountain Daoxu Luocheng I met before, you don't seem to be from the same Taoist sect."

Being compared to his disciples who were several generations younger than him by Li Jun, Ge Jing showed no sign of anger on his face, but his tone became more respectful.

"Gezhao Mountain has been prosperous in the past few years, and has nurtured some ignorant younger generations who are domineering and extreme in their behavior."

Ge Jing apologized and said, "We have investigated what Luo Cheng did in the Japanese area. His death was entirely his own fault. If Li Xinzhu is still not satisfied, Gezao Mountain can hand over Luo Cheng's master in the sect and his secular relatives to you for your fate."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, "He is a disciple sent to the Japanese area by your Gezao Mountain."

"If it was just a matter of chance, I would definitely ask Li Xinzhu for an explanation today, but Luo Cheng's behavior has entered the devil's way. Not only did he slaughter his fellow disciples, but he also harmed innocent people. It is not a pity that he died." Ge Jing looked serious.

"I am a little uncomfortable with your sensibleness."

Li Jun crossed his fingers and turned his wrists left and right.

"But I came all the way here, and if you let me go back empty-handed, I will be embarrassed."

"Ge Zaoshan sincerely wants to resolve the grievances with you. And..."

Ge Jing said solemnly: "There are more difficult and powerful enemies around us, why should we kill each other and let the enemy gain the advantage?"

Kill each other?

Li Jun smiled, "Who is the powerful enemy you are talking about?"

"The leader of the New Donglin Party, the first minister of the cabinet, the second Confucian scholar, and the imperial teacher Zhang Fengyue!"